Surprises and Laundry Kitteh

So, I had had a pretty rough week last week and Sweet Pantsy Pie David came home Friday night early with three surprises...some beautiful roses, two cupcakes from the most fabulous bakery this side of the Pacific (Erin and Ben, God love your momma [in-law]),and the news that he didn't have to work on Saturday (that was my favorite surprise). He is such a darling and yes, he has spoiled me rotten. And then on Saturday morning, I was awoken by the fabulous smell of deliciousness and sweet Davey brought me breakfast in bed. Complete with fresh squeezed orange juice. I tell you what, there is nothing quite like fresh squeezed orange juice. 

I just had to brag on my wonderful husband for a second. Thank you, darling! 

On a completely separate and unrelated note...Blue the cat loves loves loves laundry baskets. She is obsessed with them. I don't know if it's a cat thing and they like to be inside stuff. And I know they like small, dark places (not unlike her heart), but well, she's just plain crazy about our laundry basket...which is blue. Before you view these pictures, please note that she CHOSE to get inside the basket...we didn't put her in there. If I'm doing laundry, she'll hop into the basket and just stare at me...I'll ask, "Do you want me to turn it over?" She hops out and promptly runs under the basket when I turn it over. I don't force her to go under. So, eat it, PETA. She'll stay in there for hours and sleep, stare, sulk...her normal stuff. Sometimes we will forget about her and we'll hear this faint little shuffle shuffle shuffle sliiiiide bump and wonder for awhile what it is and then remember, "OH, THE CAT!" I accidentally did that last night and she scooted the basket from the bedroom all the way into the living room and was bumping against the wall. But, she's cool about it. 

Gross.

Things that gross me out...

1. Feet. Your feet, my feet, just feet. I don't like 'em. And yet, I like to take pictures of people walking, so...I dunno what's wrong with me...

2. Sticky. Sticky hands, sticky faces, kids' sticky hands, my sticky hands. I don't like it. I love waffles and Waffle House, but I have to be so careful when I pour syrup because 1. somebody before me was gross and made the bottle dirty and 2. I could get it on my hands, which would get on my clothes, which would get in the car, which would be there for all eternity. I love kids, but I don't want to touch their sticky hands and I don't want their sticky hands touching my face. 

3. Gum. I hate gum. I loathe gum. There's nothing about it that I like. It's just gross. When I was googling pictures of gum, I came across some archaeologists' website who claimed to have discovered a 7,000 year old piece of chewing gum. That's just stupid. As is gum.

4. Carpet. I don't mind carpet at all in the house. It's cozy and warm, blah blah. I don't like touching carpet with my bare hands or feet. I'm almost always wearing socks or shoes in the house and I have to sit on the area rug if I sit on the floor because I don't like touching carpet. I don't know why. It just feels weird. Some ppl don't like nails on a chalkboard, I don't like touching carpet. 

5. Things with more than four legs, but less than 30. I don't mind mammals of any kind and I don't mind caterpillars/centipedes. I do not like spiders, crabs, lobsters, shrimp or anything like that. It hurts me to talk about it...it was difficult googling pictures. Ick. I feel like they're on me. Are they on me? BTW, the picture of the crab on the garbage can...that is a REAL STINKING CRAB. Now, I'll eat 'em all day long, cuz I looooove me some seafood, but I ain't touching it. I really feel like they're on me. 

6. Sushi. Gah-ross. Do not try to convince me that I will like this or that kind. I have tried EVERY KIND. And I DO NOT LIKE IT. Also, it's just packing down some rice, throwing a slab of fish or eel on there and jacking up the price. I mean, I can make THAT. It may not be pretty, but it'll be sushi. And it'd still taste like, oh, uhm, RAW FISH. 

7. Toothpaste. I brush my teeth three times a day...and every. single. time. I gag. Toothpaste is just nasty. When I think about toothpaste, I gag. I care about dental hygiene, yes I do, but doesn't mean I have to like it. 

8. The word "fester." It's just a disgusting sounding word. I mean, look at the definition. 

9. People who tan too much. A picture is all you need. Even the kid is grossed out.

Phoebe Ball

Even though David's birthday was last Tuesday, we celebrated with friends this past Friday evening. We honestly have the best friends in the world. Some are pretty special...you'll see what I mean in the pictures below. We introduced a new game...David's cousin, Brittany, taught it to him and he taught it to me. It is so. stinking. fun. I love it. It's kind of like that whisper telephone game you used to play when you were kid...or still play, but I won't judge. The game doesn't have a name, so I call it Phoebe Ball...that's a Friends reference, for those of you who didn't catch it. You can play with categories or just go with "whatever." I like to pick a category...like movies. And that's what we did...much to David's dismay...he likes the "whatever" category. So, you have a stack of paper adding up to the number of people playing...we had 11. Everybody writes down a movie...you have 40 seconds to write or draw each time...you write down a movie, and pass to your left. You receive a stack of cards with a movie title on top and flip that card to the back. You now draw that movie title. 40 seconds is up. Pass to your left. You now receive a drawing of some movie and you try to guess what it is...flip to a blank card, write the movie title and so on. You go all the way around and end up with your original title and you all go through to see what everybody did. Doesn't matter if you can draw or not and there are no winners or losers...thank goodness...cuz, well, you'll see. 

Below, I have included some of my favorite "rounds" from the evening. 

Bridget Jones' Diary: 

Brandi started us off with the movie...

Which Sara drew pretty well. Chubby girl, diary.

Shane got it. 

Which Ben drew very well...including a line from the movie. 

Which David took to mean it was an Asian movie. 

Which Zack illustrated. 

Which I recognized.

Which Malinda also illustrated very well.

Which Erin took to mean a Disney cartoon.

Which Eric had never seen or heard of, so...

Which Tris thought..."Survey Says..."

What does TMNT have to do with The Secret Garden...let's find out. 

David started off with TMNT: Secret of the Ooze. 

Zack got it. 

I immediately recognized that after years of watching it over and over at our cousins' house growing up.

Malinda did a good job of illustrating it, but got the Leonardo's mask color wrong. Poor Malinda.

It threw Erin off. Way off.

But Eric did what he could. 

Tris got it.

Very nice drawing from Brandi. 

Sara just saw the grapes and went with that.

Shane did what he could.

We still don't know where Ben got this from...

How do you get from MASH to My Little Pony...here, I'll show you. 

Shane started us off with MASH. Ignore the carrot...elongated, pointy strawberry. That's another story.

Ben, God love him....

But, David got it!

Zack portrayed the hospital camp using a simplistic pen and ink approach.

I got it, too! 

Malinda did her best. 

And Erin thought of the best thing she could...I...don't...know where...Camelot comes from, but...hey, Erin's creative and pregnant, so who knows what that does to a person.

Eric drew the ever-dashing German Shepherd Arabian steed that everyone recognizes, featured in the infamous Camelot movie that Erin so dearly loves. 

Tris thought what anyone would have thought...

Brandi took all the girls back to their childhoods in this beautiful sketch...those bangs are sweet.

And Sara finished it up.

What do Clint Eastwood and Kirsten Dunst have in common? 

Zack led us down that road...

How else am I supposed to draw that? 

Malinda didn't have much to work with, but chose to go with something we've all loved and watched.

Erin illustrated it perfectly!

Eric has this movie in his Netflix queue right now. 

Tris got it just totally right.

Like, Brandi got it, too.

Sara's was a more somber and down-trodden Alicia Silverstone. 

But Shane got it...barely (see the scribble). 

Why wouldn't Ben draw the black girl from Clueless? I mean, duh. 

David automatically thought...white girl, black girl...must be cheerleaders cuz of those skirts...

Before I post this next one...I must warn you...take the kids out of the room, turn on all of the lights, stifle any screaming so as not to disturb the neighbors...for what you are about to see will terrify you and haunt you forever. It will shake you to your core and crumble any steadfastness you think you might have...like pecan shortbread cookies, yum...your innermost being will be silenced by the shroud of trepidation and you will live in the shadows of fear for the remainder of your days. So, if you're fine with that, please continue. 

David started us off with.

Starring Antonio Banderas and based on the novel by Michael Crichton, which was based on the Old English story of Beowulf. 

Zack captured the movie very well. Except I don't remember Antonio wearing a Hanes crew cut tee, but whatever.

I thought it was something else...I recognized the person wearing the bear head, but I couldn't think of what it was...so, I went with...

Which Malinda drew very nicely and even let us know what sound a lion makes.

Erin guessed...

Brandi drew the cuddliest lion king ever...

Which Tris recognized as...

But then, something strange happened...the cute, cuddly lions Malinda and Brandi had drawn were suddenly morphed by Eric into an intergalactic MONSTER FROM ANOTHER UNIVERSE, PULLED INTO OUR WORLD BY A TIME VORTEX AND MUTATED INTO A HARBINGER OF DEATH AND DESTRUCTION...SENT TO HAUNT OUR SOULS FOR ALL TIME....

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

Since Sara couldn't vocalize the horridness she was seeing, she just went with...

And Shane elaborated with...

And Ben finished it up...

YAY FOR PHOEBE BALL!!