Thursday, January 31, 2008
Twins: Mom said so. Therapist: Oh really?
If that’s the case, someone hand me an eraser.
Although the holidays are passed, I’m still in a tailspin and my kids are paying the price, especially my twin sons. I’ve spread myself a little thin lately.
If I’m not more careful, my lack of attention to detail and lack of judgment are going to land us all in therapy. (Not that there’s anything wrong with that.)
Click here to read the rest of my latest column at gjsentinel.com. Don't miss out on reading about how the recent trauma I inflicted on my twins could scar them for life.
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Dr. Phil, Master of the Make-over
Before Dr. Phil!
After Dr. Phil!
Monday, January 28, 2008
I've never been jealous of a snow-woman... until now!
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Annie on Idol Part 3: Fun with DVR Version 2.0
"When I met my cousin for the first time in the audition line of American Idol,
it was love a first sight."
Thank you, thank you, Amy-Mary-Catherine Gallegher for introducing me to my new favorite word! "Whatev's."
I am going to find a reason to say, "whatev's" at least 10 times tomorrow.
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Pop culture sidekicks for politicians
What say ye? Who can put the snap, crackle and pop culture into Mitt Romney's campaign?
Annie on Idol: Part 3 Fun with DVR
Friday, January 18, 2008
Meet me at "The Mamas"
Thursday, January 17, 2008
I'm in the paper and Annie on Idol: Part 2
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Annie on Idol: Part 1
Getting it done... with a little help
Have you ever had a task to complete, but you just couldn't bring yourself to do it? You have the time, you have the energy,but the more you look at it, the more insurmountable the task becomes. That was me with the Christmas decorations.
I sent the kids back to school a week ago. I cleaned, I shopped, I did laundry, I even signed up for college, but I didn't take a single ornament off the Florentine-style Christmas tree. It occurred to me that this was more than a time issue. I needed help. Mental help. I needed someone to come in and help give me a jump start on the de-decorating. So, I called the best, most kind, and free mental health advocates I know: Mom and Dad.
I invited them over at 2 pm, so I needed to get prepared. I knew that with the purchase of new decorations, I would also need something to put them in. A quick trip to the local Family Dollar produced four new 30 gallon sized containers. With containers on hand, a plan in place, and help on the way, I felt energized and hopeful that this task, along with it's mental hold on me, would soon be packed up and in the garage.
I gave Mom and Dad the toughest job, the one I dreaded the most; taking down the seven-foot tree. When I wasn't micro-managing the placement of each ornament back in the same box it came in, I busied myself with the other de-decorating tasks. I'm happy to report, we made short order of it. Christmas taken down, boxed up, and in the garage in less than two hours. I have hand it to Mom and Dad, they work fast and didn't even mind my neuroticism.
They know who they raised.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
I've wanted to go back to school ever since all three of my children were in school all day, but I've never been able to fully commit. I can't even say that I am ready now. I wanted to be sure of my future career path, a.k.a, I wanted to know what I was going to be when I grew-up before I committed my time and our families money, again. But, when we couldn't find those illusive 27 inch basketballs, returning to college just seemed to be the right thing to do.
Sunday, January 6, 2008
It's my birthday (tomorrow) and I'll blog if I want to...
...and I don't. I'm going to be spending the big 3-5 saving my family from "holiday house." Holiday house is when you still have your Christmas decorations up, food going bad in your fridge from all the holiday party food that didn't get consumed and 5 over-flowing baskets of laundry. Wet snowboots at every door, two weeks of unread newspapers stacked on your table and enough dishes piled up in your sink to run 3 dishwasher cycles. I am buried, y'all, buried. Don't feel sorry for me, though. It's been a fantastic year, I can only hope for more of the same. See ya after my kids go back to school!
Friday, January 4, 2008
Anniethology Top 7 of 2007
Thursday, January 3, 2008
"The Huck" bests "The Hair" with his new campaign ad
Mitt Romney may have invented the Olympics, but Huckabee has Mr. Fist in His Beard on his side.
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! I can dance better than Obama.
It is customary in the video sharing world to post responses to videos that you have a reaction towards. Obama's dance with Ellen made an impression on me. If he wants to win my vote with his dancing skills, he has got to do a little better than that! Ever heard of the Cha-cha Slide, Senator?
This is me at 11:30 pm Christmas night after too much egg nog and yule log. Lack of sleep, hostessing, cooking, and entertaining left me with absolutely no inhibition or pride. Carronin and Fashionista are the ones giggling in the background. My apron and Santa hat have definitely got me feelin' a little "crazy right now."
"How do ya like me now, Senatah'?!"
Enjoy it while it lasts. I'll probably delete this video tomorrow before it ruins my own chance at running for office someday.