Yes I realize I've been "absent" and will probably be for a little while longer. Lots. I mean. Lots going on.
But while you're waiting with baited breath for my next "real post", head on over to my review blog for a laugh and a fun little Olympics related giveaway.
Well...what are you still doing here?
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
A whole lot of Why
Good Morning Folks, and welcome to the first installment of Let's take a look into Stacey's brain. I think you'll find it quite exciting. Or not. Maybe you'll find that she's truly crazy. In any event, climb aboard and fasten your seat belts as it promises to be a worthless an interesting ride.
Now then, we enter her brain deep in thought and found these burning questions (note that if you were to get a glimpse of Stacey from the outside at this particular time "glazed over" would be the appropriate term for her general outward appearance)
Why is it that when I sleep really well, I'm more tired than when I've slept poorly?
Why is it that buying new underwear for the first time in forever has made me ridiculously happy?
Why did I decide to do the Special K challenge (and no this isn't sponsored, just something I'm doing of my own accord)?
Why can't weight loss be easier?
Why am I having dreams about friends with no uteruses being pregnant and ending up in strange places?
Why am I falling out of love with Twitter?
Why if I just went to the hair stylist on Saturday does my hair look like crap today?
Why do I want to dive into a vat of chocolate and eat my way out ?
Why does my dog have so much hair and how easy would it be to teach him to pick that shit up after himself?
Why am I ...zzzzzzzzzz
What's this!? We think. She's fallen asleep. Tune in tomorrow (or whenever Stacey is suffering from too much sleep induced dementia) for another thrilling installment of "Let's take a look in to Stacey's brain"
Y'all come back now y'hear.
Disclaimer: This may just be the craziest (read:stupidest) post I've ever written. But I'd be lying if I said I really wouldn't like answers to these questions. So if you can help a sister out any and all answers are welcome.
Now then, we enter her brain deep in thought and found these burning questions (note that if you were to get a glimpse of Stacey from the outside at this particular time "glazed over" would be the appropriate term for her general outward appearance)
Why is it that when I sleep really well, I'm more tired than when I've slept poorly?
Why is it that buying new underwear for the first time in forever has made me ridiculously happy?
Why did I decide to do the Special K challenge (and no this isn't sponsored, just something I'm doing of my own accord)?
Why can't weight loss be easier?
Why am I having dreams about friends with no uteruses being pregnant and ending up in strange places?
Why am I falling out of love with Twitter?
Why if I just went to the hair stylist on Saturday does my hair look like crap today?
Why do I want to dive into a vat of chocolate and eat my way out ?
Why does my dog have so much hair and how easy would it be to teach him to pick that shit up after himself?
Why am I ...zzzzzzzzzz
What's this!? We think. She's fallen asleep. Tune in tomorrow (or whenever Stacey is suffering from too much sleep induced dementia) for another thrilling installment of "Let's take a look in to Stacey's brain"
Y'all come back now y'hear.
Disclaimer: This may just be the craziest (read:stupidest) post I've ever written. But I'd be lying if I said I really wouldn't like answers to these questions. So if you can help a sister out any and all answers are welcome.
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Getting our Game On! - Seattle G2U Event
Friday evening several SMBs and one SDB (that would be Seattle Dad Blogger) had the pleasure of attending a demo for Games2U, a mobile gaming theater new to the Seattle market. One word: Supermegaawesome!
Ok, that was several "words" (and poor grammar), but it's challenging to articulate how ridiculously fun a temperature controlled 25 ft trailer with seating inside for up to 16-18 kids (or 12 adults comfortably), 6 - 52 inch flat screens (two mounted outside allowing for more room, more players and tournament play), an Xbox, a PS3 and a Wii is.
My son, a huge fan of all that is Lego, busied himself with Lego Batman while my daughter got her game on with Wii Tennis. They had so much fun that when it was time to pack it in, I had to do the 10 minute warning (then the 5 minute, then the 1 minute...you know the drill) because I knew getting them out of there would be a challenge.
This trailer full of awesome boasts more than 51 titles per game system and pulls right up to your home, school or corporate event. Your average party starts at $229, which in my mind, is reasonable considering all that it has to offer.
Alexis' sons playing inside and a view of the outside screensI know what you're thinking: Why can't I simply host a video game party at my home with my own gaming system? Well sure you could.
But would you have the space and equipment to facilitate different games at the same time and/or tournament play? Would you have two game assistants on hand who can instruct and assist with any questions? How about super cool laser lighting or the ability to set up laser tag to give the kids a break from gaming and get in a little physical activity?
And OMG their human sized hamster ball?!
While I didn't try it this time I've added it to my "bucket list".
What's more, your party can be topped off with your child being able to shoot candy 50 feet up into the air via the mega cool “candy cannon” for all his /her friends to enjoy. Step aside pinatas, the candy cannon has arrived!
I could go on, but I'm guessing you get that this theater on wheels has just about everything you could want and more.
And if I wasn't impressed enough with the mobile game theater, Lance, the owner of Games2U (and Clowns Unlimited which rents any kind of party, wedding or corporate event gear you could possibly think of) set up inflatable bouncers and carnival themed games to make sure our kids were thoroughly entertained.
Lance, and the Games2U crew, really are a class act.
He and his staff wowed me with their easygoing yet completely professional manner and their willingness to endure our endless questions and statements like, "wow I’d like this for myself for a grown up party. Can you put a keg in here?"
But I digress. *ahem*
In the words of my 6 year old son, who now cannot wait until his May birthday to play in the game theater again, "Mom it was even way more awesomer than I thought it would be".
And I’d concur.
So if you’re looking for a great party idea in the Seattle/Eastside area that will make you the coolest parent ever check 'em out.
**Note - my camera was being uncooperative so these photos are borrowed from G2U, Alexis and Shana and because the FTC has to have it's hand in everything (ugh) - Disclosure: G2U provided a free demonstration only. This is not a paid review
Sunday, January 10, 2010
And I shall make this clear as mud
Well I guess no one really wants to know about that time I almost got arrested on a military base as a teen and my Dad had to come and "bail" me out. And you really must not want to know that intolerance makes me so angry I turn green and bust through all of my clothes and start smashing things and throwing cars and people.
I'm okay with that.
What I'm really getting at and what I clumsily was trying to attempt with that last post was to see if anyone had any burning questions about my 37 years on this earth that I hadn't yet revealed answers to. Not necessarily the direction I should take this blog in. I like the general direction I've been taking it. Which,is no direction at all. It's me. It's comfy and I'm writing what I want when I want (I know selfish much). I know, I know I wasn't clear at all. If someone asked me what I wanted to see on their blog, I'd assume exactly what you all assumed. Don't worry I flogged myself for causing you such confusion and headache.
Oh and one other thing...the name.WM. I'm even confusing myself with all my online identities. So henceforth, I shall be...drumroll please.
Stacey.
Cuz it's the name that's on my birth certificate.
Smoochies to you all.
I'm okay with that.
What I'm really getting at and what I clumsily was trying to attempt with that last post was to see if anyone had any burning questions about my 37 years on this earth that I hadn't yet revealed answers to. Not necessarily the direction I should take this blog in. I like the general direction I've been taking it. Which,is no direction at all. It's me. It's comfy and I'm writing what I want when I want (I know selfish much). I know, I know I wasn't clear at all. If someone asked me what I wanted to see on their blog, I'd assume exactly what you all assumed. Don't worry I flogged myself for causing you such confusion and headache.
Oh and one other thing...the name.WM. I'm even confusing myself with all my online identities. So henceforth, I shall be...drumroll please.
Stacey.
Cuz it's the name that's on my birth certificate.
Smoochies to you all.
Monday, January 4, 2010
Well Hello 2010, you look pretty good from afar
A few days ago I was asked about my favorite post from 2009. I realized two things in scouring through those old posts. 1)I didn't write nearly as much as I would have liked to and 2)What I did write wasn't my er, best stuff.
What do I mean by that? Well, in many cases I quickly slapped together an obligatory "I'm busy" post. Really ?? Who wants to hear that week after week. We're ALL busy.
When I started this blog back in 2007, I posted every weekday. I know -the words are even shocking to me. I then realized in 2008 that that was unmaneagable and that the world would not fall apart if I didn't post with such frequency.
Then, in 2009 I barely posted. Maybe once or twice a month. If I was lucky.
And guess what ? While I admittely fall out of love with my blog occasionally- for the most part I love it. It's like that pair of jeans that are worn and really should be thrown out but just happen to be worn in all the right places and fit like a glove.
That said it's a new year and this blog will only be as good as I make it.
So I turn to you. You that havent met me, you that I haven't already spilled all my secrets to, you that I may not have drunkenly cried to on the phone. Yeah you. What do you want to see, what do you want to know , what do you want me to do with this here comfy pair of jeans ?
What do I mean by that? Well, in many cases I quickly slapped together an obligatory "I'm busy" post. Really ?? Who wants to hear that week after week. We're ALL busy.
When I started this blog back in 2007, I posted every weekday. I know -the words are even shocking to me. I then realized in 2008 that that was unmaneagable and that the world would not fall apart if I didn't post with such frequency.
Then, in 2009 I barely posted. Maybe once or twice a month. If I was lucky.
And guess what ? While I admittely fall out of love with my blog occasionally- for the most part I love it. It's like that pair of jeans that are worn and really should be thrown out but just happen to be worn in all the right places and fit like a glove.
That said it's a new year and this blog will only be as good as I make it.
So I turn to you. You that havent met me, you that I haven't already spilled all my secrets to, you that I may not have drunkenly cried to on the phone. Yeah you. What do you want to see, what do you want to know , what do you want me to do with this here comfy pair of jeans ?
Sunday, December 27, 2009
I shall call this :my 6 year old will whoop your ass or 47 seconds of terror
"Santa" bestowed the gift of Wii and Wii Fit upon our home this year.
Word to yo'mutha Nintendo, because seriously I don't know how Wii existed before it. You've brought out the hidden talents in all us all.
Particularly my 6 year old daughter,J
Look at those moves. Those little feet get going. That ponytail gets to bobbing and it's on.
All I'm saying is Laila Ali, watch out.
Monday, December 21, 2009
The Gift
Written as part of Mrs.Flingers {W}rite of Passage Challenge #3 :Write about the Christmas gift you remember the most.
1999 had been an incredibly hard year. I'd lost my Dad suddenly and unexpectedly in July and I wasn't sure how I'd handle that first holiday season without him.
My then boyfriend had been an amazing support. It was he who picked me up from work, after I'd gotten the call that my Dad passed away. It was he who laid next to me on the bed and rubbed my back as I cried and cried. It was he that asked me what I needed and let me grieve whatever way I needed to. I knew then that he was the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.
One December evening, I came home after a particularly exhausting day to see him lying on the couch watching tv with a new blanket.
"Is that new ?" I asked even though I knew it was. When he confirmed, as irritational as it sounds, I became irritated.
He knows what I'm going through, I thought, and he has the nerve to go out and get a blanket just big enough for himself that at that moment looked like the softest,warmest,wrap-you-up-and-take-all-your-cares-away blanket.
I sulked away in a huff.
A week later,on Christmas day one present in particular caught my eye. It was puffy and squarish and looked much like a small blanket might look wrapped. I smiled quietly to myself. It was the first one he wanted me to open. I looked at him with a knowing glance. He looked oddly excited and nervous as I ripped at the paper.
Upon freeing the blanket from the wrapping paper I reached to give him a hug and thank him.
"Open it up" he said
"I did and I love it"
"No, the blanket, open it up"
So I slowly unzipped the plastic packaging and unfolded the blanket. A card fell out. My fingers touched something small and round inside the envelope.
Nervously, I lifted the flap and pulled out the card.
I read about our life together , how much we'd been through, how much I meant to him and how much he loved me.
And taped to the back of the card, was a ring. A beautiful engagement ring and the words "Will you Marry Me?"
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Happy Holiday's y'all, I hope they're filled with lots of love and happiness!
1999 had been an incredibly hard year. I'd lost my Dad suddenly and unexpectedly in July and I wasn't sure how I'd handle that first holiday season without him.
My then boyfriend had been an amazing support. It was he who picked me up from work, after I'd gotten the call that my Dad passed away. It was he who laid next to me on the bed and rubbed my back as I cried and cried. It was he that asked me what I needed and let me grieve whatever way I needed to. I knew then that he was the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.
One December evening, I came home after a particularly exhausting day to see him lying on the couch watching tv with a new blanket.
"Is that new ?" I asked even though I knew it was. When he confirmed, as irritational as it sounds, I became irritated.
He knows what I'm going through, I thought, and he has the nerve to go out and get a blanket just big enough for himself that at that moment looked like the softest,warmest,wrap-you-up-and-take-all-your-cares-away blanket.
I sulked away in a huff.
A week later,on Christmas day one present in particular caught my eye. It was puffy and squarish and looked much like a small blanket might look wrapped. I smiled quietly to myself. It was the first one he wanted me to open. I looked at him with a knowing glance. He looked oddly excited and nervous as I ripped at the paper.
Upon freeing the blanket from the wrapping paper I reached to give him a hug and thank him.
"Open it up" he said
"I did and I love it"
"No, the blanket, open it up"
So I slowly unzipped the plastic packaging and unfolded the blanket. A card fell out. My fingers touched something small and round inside the envelope.
Nervously, I lifted the flap and pulled out the card.
I read about our life together , how much we'd been through, how much I meant to him and how much he loved me.
And taped to the back of the card, was a ring. A beautiful engagement ring and the words "Will you Marry Me?"
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Happy Holiday's y'all, I hope they're filled with lots of love and happiness!
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