Archive for May, 2009

And the Weekend Starts

Friday, May 29th, 2009

There is a reason why school ends at 3pm. Because everyone wants to take a nap at 3pm and waste the rest of the afternoon. I hate 3pm because every day I sit here and yawn 15 times and wish I could go home. It also doesn’t help when your husband phones you to tell you hes sitting a top Burnaby Mountain sun tanning. Ugh.

Anyways, here is something you can be jealous about…

Disaster Hair
Kisses
Awkward Smiles
Laughs
Back Lite
Hello Beach!
Jump!
Bangs
English Bay
English Bay
Claudia!
Girlies
Goat Cheese Appy
Yam Fries!
Grilled Seafood Salad
Playing Around
Ohhh really...
Sunset
Finding a Spot
Cute
Fetal Position
Sun Set
Picture Girl
Smiles
A Quan
Sun Set

So…Dario, Pat, wanna go on an English Bay Sun Set Photo Walk soon???

Going to spend a quiet Friday night by myself. Mr. Ciavarro is going out with the boys and I am left to do laundry, organize Facebook photo albums (did you know you can now upload 200 pictures per album…I KNOW!) and thanks to some info from Miss Keira-Anna I am going to watch Blossom on TLC’s What Not To Wear!

Sounds absolutely perfect to me!

Girls in the Summer

Ha.

Friday, May 29th, 2009

Chad: bitches ain’t shit

me: omg
i was just thinking that in my brain
CREEPY

Chad: true love

GG Buffon The Great Explorer

Thursday, May 28th, 2009

This is what my cousins do in their spare time.

I soooo hope they do more of these!

Everyone Is Away

Wednesday, May 27th, 2009

In Bed
Scar Shot

I took the last three stitches off last night. Partially because they were almost off and partially because I don’t know how to be patient.  The wound hurts quite a bit and is obviously not completely healed. I then started to worry that I took the stitches off too soon and my neck was going to explode open in the middle of the night. Thankfully, that did not happen. It still hurts and feels weird though. I’m hoping next week I can start applying cream to it to help it heal nicely.

HiCuddled

We surprisinly finished dinner early last night. I didn’t feel like doing much of anything so we plopped on the couch to finish watching Planet Earth. The sad part was that by 8:00 I had fallen asleep. Yes, you read that correctly. I have no idea what happened to me but I woke back up again and could not keep my eyes open. I should have just let myself sleep but in fact I did not.

We eventually moved to the bedroom to watch TV because I figured I would just pass out right away and Chad could watch whatever he wanted. Instead, I laid their wide awake watching some reality show about some obese woman named Ruby who looses weight. Not going to lie, it was pretty interesting, unlike most of the TLC specials on Half Ton people. I just might have to become a weekly watcher.

After the show we went to bed and Chad decided to pretend that the remote control was a living object and wanted to snuggle in bed with us. We have this really weird thing where we pretend that inanimate object have feelings and we have to take care of them. So weird I know, but Chad thinks we do it because we are itching to take care of something but we have nothing to take care of. No babies or puppies yet, so we have to cuddle and care for remote controls, stuffed animals, and house plants. I think that’s also why Chad is obsessed with finding us a new home. Sending me MLS listings daily and reading up on ‘How to stage your home when selling it’. I kid you not,  every day he points out something else about the apartment that we should fix or tweak in preparation for selling the place. Everything we do is about re-sell value, doing everything we can to get ahead and have a bigger home to fill with puppies and babies.

SleepingMy Cowboy

I think tonight might be my opportunity to get some reading done. Though at the same time Costco is having a special on printing pictures – 200 pictures for 20 bucks – so I might just get on that and organize all my honeymoon pictures so that I can actually put them into an album. I saved so many tickets and clippings from the trip so I could add them to my scrap book and they are in a big bag in my parents basement taking up space. I should probably hurry up and do something with that. Not to mention all the left over wedding stuff everywhere. I can’t wait to have a big house that will be able to hold all of my crap. Never under estimate the amount of storage you actually need when buying a house. Lesson learned!

Someone build me another closet.

True Story

Tuesday, May 26th, 2009

Bret Michaels
Rock of Love

Yesterday when I got home, I went to give him a hug, and when I did I noticed a black stop on his forehead. I looked closer and realized it was a dead fly stuck to his grease.

Thats right. A bug got caught and drown in his head grease.

True Story.