Party On My Blog! Party On My Blog!

Sing along with me:

We gonna party cuz it's my SITS day!
Gonna sip Bacardi cuz it's my SITS day!

WoooooooHoooooooooooo!

Can you tell I'm excited? Can you? CAN YOU?? Oh, I've been waiting for this day!! A BIG thank you to Heather and Tiffany--the masterminds behind SITS. And welcome SITStas!!!!!!

Please allow me to introduce myself (okay, now I have that song and the 50 Cent song stuck in my head...). I am Jennifer, mom to four boys (ages 14-5) and a bacon-addicted two year old girl.
Proof of her addiction can be found here and here.

We like to go on lots of family adventures--here's one from our summer vacation and here's one when we took trapeze lessons! We also like to go on restaurant adventures, like this one.

We have approximately ten million pets. Our newest one is featured here. And here are some humiliating pictures of my dogs in costumes.

I enjoy knitting, watercolor painting and glassblowing. As you can see from my header, I also like Kreepy Klowns. Oh, and Gerard Way of My Chemical Romance is my boyfriend...in my mind anyway! I'm also addicted to Pinkberry. That's an awful lot of linkage!! Please enjoy yourselves and have a look around! I'm looking forward to wallowing in your comment love!

Thanks so much for stopping by!!!

Me: 1 Virus: 0

I think I might be a computer genius. Okay, well, I'm far from a computer genius, but right now I'm feeling proud of myself!

Last night, when I was surfing around on some blogs, my computer started acting wonky. My security software kept bringing up little windows that said "registry change detected" and I kept blocking it--but it was relentless.

Then the computer started shutting down out of nowhere. When it booted up again--all my icons were gone and my task bar was gone. All that was left was my background picture. Which is of Gerard Way--and I love to look at him so I'll show the pic here:

Let me just stop and gaze at him a minute....He's my boyfriend if you didn't know.

Okay, so that was all that was on my screen. Don had already gone to bed and I had nowhere to turn for help. So--all by myself!!I figured out how to get my Task Manager up and reinstate my icons. Now, I'm sure that's no big deal to you computer-savvy types out there--but to me it was huge!

So the icons were back, but there was this evil new icon on there! It was pretending to be some kind of spyware remover--but I knew it was a virus.

These little windows and boxes kept popping up saying my computer was infected and that I had to use this bogus spyware thing to remove it (and pay big money to do it--very scary).

I went to add/remove programs--but it couldn't be removed! It would bypass the removal process and just pop up again.

So I Googled the name of it and read about how it was this pure evil virus and very difficult to remove. It said I had to install some special scans to do it--but this virus was so sneaky, it would infiltrate every time I tried to get the scan.

Finally, I figured out a way to bypass it and get the scan loaded. I ran it and it took an hour and a half! It found almost 400 infected files--which is scary, because I think it just kept multiplying and I shudder to think what it would have done to the computer if I hadn't removed it right away.

So I fought the virus and I won! All by myself! But I worked on it until about two in the morning so my brain is fried. Which is why this semi-boring story is the best thing I can think to write about. Sorry!

This is the part where you can comment and say what a computer genius I am. No, I'm just kidding--you don't have to. But wasn't I good!?!

7x7

I'm in a "listy" mood tonight and I saw this on JoJo's blog so I'm stealing it!

Seven things I do well:
1. Knit/crochet.
2. Paint (watercolor).
3. Drive/parallel park.
4. Chocolate chip cookies.
5. Obsess about Gerard Way.
6. Dress Pickle.
7. Cook Thanksgiving dinner

Seven things I don't do well:
1. Go to bed early
2. Get up early.
3. Play sports.
4. Say no to dessert.
5. Drive slowly.
6. Enthusiastically pack lunches for school.
7. Math.

Seven things I have never done:
1. Been to China.
2. Ridden on a motorcycle.
3. Gotten a tattoo (though I'm planning on it).
4. Smoked.
5. Skydiving.
6. SCUBA diving.
7. Learned how to play a musical instrument.

Seven things I want to do:
1. Go to Africa during Spring Break
2. Get a tattoo.
3. Sing really well.
4. Meet Gerard Way
5. Swim with dolphins.
6. Have one more baby!
7. Become a famous artist!

Seven things I say often:
1. Makeshift
2. Haywire
3. Gormless (new favorite word).
4. I smell a smelly smell that smells smelly.
5. It's like an inferno in here.
6. Don't step in any dog dirt...or cat dirt.
7. What's this stupid stupidity?

Seven things my kids think I say often:
1. Clean the rat cage!
2. Turn off the boob tube.
3. You guys are eating like you're going to the chair.
4. If I go on that ride, they'll have to take me out of here on a stretcher.
5. I just bought that can of Pringles yesterday!
6. C'mon kids! Let's go to Starbucks!.
7. Don't step in the urine.

Seven things I will NEVER say:
1. It's too cold in here! Turn off the air conditioning!
2. I think I'll go to bed at 10:00 tonight!
3. I love to exercise!
4. No, I don't want any sushi.
5. Let's watch some football!
6. I love driving behind old people!
7. I'm not afraid of bees!

I'm tagging Everybody!!

The Michael Phelps Diet!?!

*UPDATE* I did a makeshift little drawing last night for my "Pay It Forward" blog yesterday. The winners are:

Anissa

Noble Pig

Kori (My Life As A CFers Wife)

Please email me your addresses and I will get your treat in the mail. Not sure what it's going to be--but I'll be out shopping today!

Now the regularly scheduled blog:

OMG! Have you heard about the amount of food Michael Phelps consumes in one day!? I read about it in the New York Times and I'm shocked!

First of all, the calorie count alone is staggering--12,000 calories a day! That's TWELVE THOUSAND! In one day! I don't eat that much (at least I hope) in a week.

Here's a sample Phelps menu:

Breakfast:
-- Three fried-egg sandwiches loaded with cheese, lettuce, tomatoes, fried onions and mayonnaise.
--Two cups of coffee.
--One five-egg omelet.
--One bowl of grits.
--Three slices of French toast topped with powdered sugar.
--Three chocolate-chip pancakes.

Lunch:
--One pound of enriched pasta.
--Two large ham and cheese sandwiches with mayo on white bread.
--Energy drinks packing 1,000 calories.

Dinner:
--One pound of pasta.
--An entire pizza.
--More energy drinks

Can you imagine?? I guess when you swim like that you can eat whatever you want--and then some! I hope he's eating some fruits and vegetables in there somewhere. Maybe on his "entire" pizza?

Speaking of Phelps, I just read a Dooce post saying that he's taken over the fourth and fifth positions on her "boyfriend" list. Here's my "boyfriend" list:

1. Gerard Way
2. Gerard Way
3. Hugh Jackman (the London production of Oklahoma! Jackman)
4. Anderson Cooper (I'm really digging him these days--what do you think--gay or not?)
5. TIE: Joaquin Phoenix and Patrick Wilson (he's in a good movie called Little Children--I recommend it--if anything, just to look at PW!!)

But, really, it's only just Gerard--I put the other ones in to make the list more interesting! They mean nothing to me, Gerard!!

I'm totally stealing this from Dooce, but--let's hear your list!

Six Quirks About Me!

Z's Mom over at Zander and Me tagged me--well I read her blog and it said "you're tagged" so I'm taking her up on it! Her challenge is to write six quirky things about yourself.

This led to a big debate between Don and me about what constitutes "quirky." I asked him to give me some ideas about my quirkiness and he started overanalizing it and now I'm totally confused! He says there's a big difference between "interesting facts" and "true quirkiness."

Here is a list of things Don considers to be true quirks about me (it was basically a chance for him to insult me freely!):

-I can't hear if I'm wearing sunglasses.

-I wear long-sleeved shirts even if it's 100 degrees outside (I don't like my arms, ok!?).

-I keep the temperature of the house like a freezer (this goes along with the shirt thing).

-Apparently I'm "attracted to fat, unattractive public figures." (he says this out of jealousy of someone I used to date--I'll explain this at a later time!).

-I don't like breakfast foods (because they put me into a stupor).

-I "wear the same outfit every day."

Wow--that was mean, Don!

Now here are six interesting facts about me--I'm not asking Don--he's too mean:

-I have an unhealthy obsession with Gerard Way of My Chemical Romance.

-I could eat sushi for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

-I have an eyeball collection (that might border on a quirk in Don's book).

-I could eat Pinkberry for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

-I am a glassblower .

-I like creepy clowns--I like them even better spelled with a "k"-- I like Kreepy Klowns!

Thanks, Z's Mom! That was fun!

Everyone who reads this is tagged--but you don't have to do it if you don't want to!

Dudes In Crocs

I'm a fan of the Croc.
The littlest, teeniest baby Crocs are the cutest thing ever.
They're great for kids--boys and girls alike--easy to put on and great around the pool and beach. The endless selection of rainbow colors they are offered in will appeal to even the pickiest shoe shopper. Plus you can personalize them with little doo-dads to make your own funky statement.
I even think they look pretty cute on us grown-up ladies. See--I updated mine with a fun skull and eyeball.
But this morning I witnessed a most unpleasant sight: Grown Man In Crocs. It was ugly, people. Note to the guys: Crocs on men is dorky with a capital DORK. No amount of coolness you possess could make up for this. You could put Gerard Way , who I happen to think is the coolest guy on the planet, in Crocs and it would make me die a little inside. You could be a sexy surgeon a la McDreamy--but even paired with scrubs the Crocs would be a nightmare.

There is no possible way to do it right.

The man I encountered this morning is a perfectly nice-looking, amiable guy. He was talking to me, but I don't even remember what he was saying because all I could focus on was his dork-feet. He looked like a big, giant four year old. I wanted to give him a juice box and some Goldfish crackers and turn Dragon Tales on for him.

So, men, please don't try to convince yourselves that Crocs are a wise fashion choice. I know they're comfy and cool in warm weather, but if you have even the slightest regard for your manliness, step away from the Crocs!!!

And don't even get me started on men in sandals...