moving forward

The girls and I recently returned from our first family vacation without Mitchell. The trip was a much anticipated one to Disneyland. Hayden's very first experience with the Happiest Place on Earth. For the most part it was a great trip. Hayden loved it, although the giant characters she really could have done without.

The last time we visited Disneyland was with Mitchell. There were many bittersweet moments both for myself and Taylor during our week long excursion. It made me sad to remember so vividly rides we'd enjoyed or places we liked to eat or even conversations we'd had on that last trip when the girls were small and easily impressed.

It was weirdly painful and satisfying to have made the trip and for it to have been a successful one.

1+1=yikes

2 hours sitting by the pool (yes, we had on hats and a shade umbrella) in AZ equals one screachy, upset Hayden. The journey home was so not fun. Sorry, HayLiz.

reasons i hate summer tv programming

• American Gladiators: Really? Does the world really need this? I didn't like this show when it was on in the 80s. Additionally, I resent the fact that the show's promos capitalize on pseudo patriotism, like your a bad American if you hate these 'roided out freaks and the wussies who challenge them.


• TV's Most Outrageous Moments: First of all, I take issue with NBC running back to back episodes. Second, what's with the "INSTANT REPLAYS" for every, SINGLE freakin' clip. GAWD! In watching the show for 4 minutes I realized that the creators don't actually understand what the word "outrageous" means. In actuality, it should be entitled TV's Most Staged Moments. Boo.


• The Moment of Truth: I have nothing really to say about this show because I've never seen it, but that has to tell you something about how crappy this show actually is because I will watch anything. TV whore, remember?


• NBA Playoffs and/or Finals: Sports on tv sucks. They should only be allowed to air games on special sports related channels, such as ESPN or ESPN2 or whatever.

the good life

Remember hanging out in trees, pretending to be explorers or astronauts or monkeys? Your biggest worry being not to "fall into the hot lava". Yelling and screaming and playing until your ma called or one of you fell and scraped something.

summer begins

Yea for summer!