Showing posts with label quotes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label quotes. Show all posts

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Tri-UMPH!

And when you do give life a try, give it some UMPH! I know I can use a little of it myself!

Thanks for hanging with me guys. Will post soon.

Watch as the drama unfolds....

Saturday, March 7, 2009

Diva In The House




“A Diva is a female version of a hustler…”


Excuse me Mrs. Jay-Z, but I think a Diva is much more than a person who will sell or get anything by questionable or aggressive means. (Thanks Webster)


Some may say a Diva is a spoiled biatch who wants to get her way and only her way by either manipulating or ordering people around solely because she thinks she is God’s greatest gift to man and the only one in existence.


Sounds like something my son would say about his sis Tia.


She is a princess, and her heart is in the right place. She is very helpful around the house. Baby sits whenever I ask, as long as she gets paid her free time.


Around that time of the month, Tia makes it known that she wants to be left alone. She pulls the covers over her head and announces to me in particular everyone that she is not getting out of bed for anyone. She speaks her mind so articulately.


At dinner time Tia will argue with her siblings about who will set the table, wash and dry the dishes and mop the floor every night because she doesn’t want to cares so much. Even though I have set up a schedule for who is to do what every night, she does have a break every other night. She knows just how to get a job done.


When the clothes need to be separated and folded after I do all the laundry Tia will bribe persuade Tamara (who is just six), to put away her big sis's clothes for a bag of gummy worms. Tamara does it and Tia now owes her 7 bags of gummy worms, 2 lollipops and 1 bag of Hershey kisses. Any day now Tamara is waiting for her reward for being such a good little sucker sister. She just has to stop asking Tia so many questions, and maybe she’ll find it all miraculously appear on her bed one day.


If sickness befalls the BIBI household and Tia happens to get the sniffles catch the bug, then everyone has to attend to Tia. I anyone not sick in the house will bring her hot tea with a freshly squeezed lemon with 1 tablespoon of honey. I they plump up her pillows, and massage her feet, and make sure that her room is not too hot or too cold. She is made comfortable even if it means getting out of bed at 2 AM to pass her the glass of water on her nightstand table. She was too weak to reach that far.


So, I think that Mrs. Jay-Z should rewrite her song to say that a Diva articulates what she wants, how she wants it, when she wants it, without any questions asked.


I am a proud momma of a Diva. My daughter's behavior is just a product of someone else's imagination.



Friday, February 27, 2009

HUH?!?


Recently my logic professor gave me this riddle to help me understand what's really behind my LOGIC 200 class. It is called: "Egocentric Categorical Syllogism"



I am a nobody,

nobody is perfect,

therefore I am perfect.


Damn! I still don't get it!


Monday, February 23, 2009

Come and Get Your Slumdog On!



Okay, those of you who have seen the Oscar's last night, kudos! Wasn't it great?!?


Touching when Heath's family accepted his award last night. I cried.


Touching when Kate (my girl) won the best actress award. I cried.


Hugh Jackman (my husband innocent crush) was the man of the hour with a magnificent performance hosting the Oscar's. Some may laugh at that silly dance number that he performed with Beyonce, but I say he is still adorable. All 6' 1" of him! It's obvious that I have a big thing for Aussie men, as I am so obviously bias. Oh well!


Biggest surprise of the night, Sean Penn winnning for the portrayal of Harvey Milk. He was excellent in the movie as well. By the way, to quote Robert Deniro, 'how did he get away with playing straight men all these years?' He was very convincing. And deserved the Oscar win. Even though I was convinced that my Mickey would take it home. :(


Antyway, Slumdog Millionaire won all but one of their Oscar's that they were nominated for last night bringing their total to eight. Including the Oscar for best picture. Wonderful, and anyone interested in other people's culture beside their own should see it. It makes you appreciate being an American all the more.


Penelope Cruz looked beautiful accepting her award in her beautiful but very old gown. The gown was made by a designer whose name escapes me right now, but the gown is 60 years old! It was obviously beautifully perserved. Get this: Penelope saw it eight years ago, and said to herself that she 'has got to have it', but failed to buy it at the time. She then went back to the shop just this month and the gown was still there. Can you believe it?!? It was striking and she wore it well. Even though she stole the award from my Viola Davis. :(


Well, out of my six picks only four of my bets won.

1. Heath Ledger for Best Supporting Actor.
2. Danny Boyle for Best Director.
3. Kate Winslet for Best Actress in a leading role.
4. Slumdog Millionaire for Best Picture of the year.


I did okay in my predictions, but hopefully I'll do better next year!



Sunday, February 15, 2009

We Are All Creatures of Habit


I habitually watch television, blog, daydream about being a famous writer, drink a gallon of water a day, and dream about being 60 pounds thinner. I am also a creature of stranger habits, but this blog page is way too short to list all of the *ahem* details.


However, I do know I have a habit of doing other things as well. I:


-Tell the hubby that we have less in our joint account after I deposit HIS checks so that I can buy something that I really want, but not necessarily need.


-Tell the children that if they don't eat all of their okra at dinner, that they'll have nightmares.


-Always tell my loving but habitually curious Grandmother that everything is okay, when it's sometimes not. (It's for her own good, she doesn't need to worry!)


-Convince myself that writing in my journal every night can be cathartic (Oprah's definition) and can possibly be a good story when that journal is finished. (I have yet to fill up one journal since 2003.)


-Tell myself that one day the hubby will figure out that the laundry hampers are colored coded for a reason and that he will stop sticking to be bleached clothes and not-to-be-bleached clothes in the same basket. He is definitely a work in progress.


-Tell the children that if they don't do their chores that they will lose their TV privileges. (LOL, that one even sounds funny to my ears!)


-Tell myself that one day I'll just answer the 'unknown' numbers that keep showing up on my caller ID with: "Hello, welcome to Wendy's."


-Constantly tell myself that reading a book into the wee hours of the morning and then getting up at 6 AM to get the kids ready for school is really something not good for the irrational and impatient. (Until then I'll cuss and mumble into I get my 'fix' of my daily must read blogs.)


-Tell myself that not everyone is perfect and that I need to stop being so hard on myself.


Some say that honesty is the best policy ya know!


But until then, honesty can stay the hell under the bed until I am ready to face her!

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Inspiration...

You think I can get a Ph.D for changing my behavior and trying to be new person? I am truly in need of a character degree.