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101 Things to Do With Mini Toast

Posted by on Tuesday, 7 October, 2008

I would like to tell you that i have many many stories that i am just bursting to tell you about.

and i probably do.

but with the fact that second graders and lesson plans are blowing my brain cells, small evil dark lords are able to go get their pjs out of a pile of clothes when directed, and McCain and Palin continue to terrify me into open mouthed astonishment, ive got nothing.

well. that’s not entirely true. I do have this video.

All my life, I never knew the one thing I was waiting for was for Steven Hawking to call someone a ‘tool.’

Do You Know the Muffin Man?

Posted by on Monday, 29 October, 2007

Here! Have some of the things that are wandering around my brain!

-Bread! I made it! I finally found a decent sandwich loaf recipe!

-Muffins! Have some! make these! I make them whole wheat and add chocolate chips. I also up the brown sugar just a little. the goodness and the badness cancel each other out, really.

-we are out of chocolate chips. this is completely unacceptable on so many levels. like, HOW CAN I EAT RAW COOKIE DOUGH IF I DONT HAVE CHOCOLATE CHIPS?

-i an having an EXCEPTIONALLY good hair day. sadly, there is no one to see it but Brandus, and after he says, “ooh, its SHINY,” twice, loses interest. Doesnt he understand that this is important?

-i need more diapers. i want more goodmamas, but they are SPENSIVE. but…but..the jolly roger! i NEED that for Voldemort!

-I have a rash on my arm. It itches. Come here and let me rub it on you and see if its contagious. *chases after you* Wait! Where are you going?

-the kid has been on a crazy sleep schedule lately – waking up EVERY 1 and a half to two hours. ALL.NIGHT.LONG. not for the fun making. at this moment, he’s been asleep for 3 and a half hours.

I want to go to bed. But Im SCARED.


-my toenails are purple.

Long Time Whatever

Posted by on Sunday, 9 September, 2007

Yeah, kinda dropped off the edge of the world. The reasons? Boring. So we shall skip them, and move to the point of today:


I collect lunchboxes – the fun fun ones with cartoon characters and made of METAL.

however, i had to LEAVE all of my beloved lunchboxes in Colorado when we moved up to Alaska – due to space and shipping and everything. which, lately, has been making me very very sad.

So, really, when I stumble over Lunch in a Box, is it really any surprise that I now have two bento boxes (three, counting Thorenson’s) coming my way?

Come on! They’re ADORABLE.

I got them from Sugarcharms, although many more can be found on ebay.

I really really wanted this little guy, but i couldnt justify $20 for a bento that’s basically snack size.

I ended up getting this blue one and this one with the little crabs on it for me, and we got this big one for Brandus.

He decided he wanted in on the fun too!


I am way too excited!


Posted by on Thursday, 17 May, 2007

My father wants me to call EVERY DAY to let them know how the baby is doing.

Oh, but if im too busy, an EMAIL everyday would be fine.

My mother decided we needed to have professional black and white portraits done of the two of us plus Voldemort. She made us an appointment.

Oh, but we’re paying for them.

Yeah. Like any of that is actually going to happen.


Rather Be In Labor

Posted by on Monday, 9 April, 2007

This weekend was not the nice relaxing weekend I had expected.

On Friday, Brandus and I were coming out to Anchorage to get me settled in until Lord Voldemort makes his appearance.

That morning, a few hours before the plane came, our coworker fell and broke her wrist rather badly.

We were coming in anyway, so we just brought her with us so she wouldnt have to be medevac’d.

I took her to the hospital, because she was pretty out of it – and sent Brandus to the new apartment to get keys and unpacked and stuff.

At this point, I need to point out that Brandus has been having some pain in his teeth, so he calls while Im at the hospital with her, and tells me he got a last minute dentist appointment.

Ok. Sure.

So, I sit with her, and talk to the doctor, and she has broken both bones in her arm right underneath her wrist and it might need surgery. She is VERY VERY out of it on Vicadin.

And now I cant get in touch with Brandus..and its been a couple of hours, and Im a little concerned…

He finally calls, as Im sitting with our coworker in the lobby waiting for him, and he mumbles:

“I jus’ have my wisom teef out.”


Yep. We expected the dentist to give him some antibiotics and some pain killers and a “come back Monday.”

But no..they yanked one wisdom tooth and the tooth beside it that it was SHATTERING, gave him Vicadin, and sent him to get us.

And so, I have two people on serious pain killers who are more than a little loopy..and Im 36 weeks pregnant.

Oh boy.


Oh, yeah, it gets better. Just wait for it.

I wake up at 3:30 am Saturday with some serious lower back pain and alot of nausea. I take two mild painkillers and pace around the apartment until about 5 am, when it eases up and I go back to bed.

Im thinking, no way is this labor. That would just be ironic.

I wake up again at 6:30am – the pain is back. I take three mild painkillers, which dont do a darn thing, and try to stretch out the pain.

I take a hot shower, I stretch, I give in and call the OB nurse on call – Im not having contractions, no cramping, just the back pain. And yes, the baby is moving around and seems fine.

Weeeelllll, you could try some vicadin?

I scarf some of Brandus’s, check in on the coworker, who’s more awake and together, and Brandus, who is in pain, but seems ok otherwise.

The vicadin does NOTHING.

It takes me until about 9 am to realize that this pain is wildly, horrifically familiar.

When I was in college, I spent a solid week hooked up to a saline IV in my house, drugged out of my mind with painkillers, dealing with kidney stones. I can remember a grand total of a few hours of that week, and I know it was Christmas…but otherwise, Ive got nothing.

And honestly, at this point, Im laying on the floor of the bedroom, rocking back and forth, crying, and thinking, oh god, i would rather be in labor.

So, back we go to the hospital, to the maternity unit, because thats where you go when you’re 36 weeks pregnant and having any kind of strange anything.

Im not contracting, the baby is fine, oh, and I have kidney stones.


So, we now have three people in the apartment, and all of us are on serious painkillers.

We’re all feeling better and a little less sideways, but wow. What a weekend.

Congratulations! You’re Gay!

Posted by on Thursday, 8 March, 2007

Ive been amusing myself reading the complaints to the FCC about the Superbowl – both the Snickers commercial and the Prince halftime show.

This is by FAR the best:

It was obscene to show Prince, a HOMOSEXUAL person through a sheet, as to show his siluette while his guitar showed a very phalic symbol coming from his below-midriff section. I am very offended and I would preffer not to have showed it to my 4 children who love football. One of them has hoped to be a quarterback and now he will turn out gay. I am actually considering to check him for HIV. Thanks CBS for turning my son GAY.

Ok, first of all, its just FUNNY.
Second, Prince is married, isnt he? And a Jehovah’s Witness.
Third, would it be ok to show a HETEROSEXUAL person through a sheet?


Posted by on Sunday, 29 October, 2006

Sorry for the distraction and the lack of being here, but what can i say about life in rural Alaska? Its cold, it snows, which is better than the ice, because i dont wind up on my ass.

the kids are cool, although things are pretty different up here.

“what’s the capital of the united states?”

um..not quite…

i AM pregnant, which is somewhere between wildly entertaining and OMGHELP. it was planned, we have been trying for about a year, but we didnt exactly expect to get up here to the middle of nowhere and suddenly discover that i was pregnant! im about 14 weeks along today, and according to the doctor and books and people who have done this before, the crippling nausea should go away ANY DAY NOW.

also, it seems my contact page is being weird..hmm. anyway, feel free to email me at alianoraATgmailDOTcom, and i promise ill try to be better about updating.

Store Now!

Posted by on Thursday, 7 September, 2006

How can you tell when alia is a)tired and b)bored?

She plays around with the associates new store.

So, now, I have a store. Its still through amazon, but i can feature things!

And! It has a very exciting name! Are you ready?

alia’s books


Posted by on Wednesday, 6 September, 2006

Brandus is so very thrilled by the fact Amazing Stories is out on dvd, that i just had to give in and get it for him.

I dont..even know if ive seen it.


Posted by on Saturday, 26 August, 2006

You would *think* that after having the Spiral for several several years, that I would, in face, remember to do useful things, like save my css, when Im upgrading to a new version.

You would think.


Free at Last!

Posted by on Wednesday, 2 August, 2006

We are still hanging out down here in Denver, and, besides not having any furniture or cable, we arent having a bad time of it.

So far, we’ve been to the zoo, to the science musuem, to Hammond’s Candy factory tour…all of which were free. And then we ruined all of that goodness by going to Isis and The Tattered Cover, which pretty much destroyed any money we might have used elsewhere.

Brandus’s folks are coming in to town tomorrow for his graduation on Friday, so we’ll get to see them some. And Ive got to run back up to Greality to check the mail and shove stuff in the storage unit. And go by the vet to pick up stronger meds for the cats on the flight.

Pretty busy.

But, we have a new bank account through Wells Fargo, which has a branch here and in Anchorage. There is no money in it, but we have it.

We have no money at all, really, with the buying stuff for the move, and shipping packages, and paying for a storage unit and stuff. Which would probably explain why everything we have been doing, with the exception of book buying and eating, has been free. Yay, free!

Go Into the Light

Posted by on Tuesday, 1 August, 2006

Currently, we’ve gotten the hell outta dodge, and are parked at Brandus’s grandparent’s. Yep, that one.

Anyway, we brought the cats, as we would, and they’ve been getting used to it mostly.

Except its highly possible that Fizgig is seeing ghosts.

The hallway to the master bedroom is endlessly fascinating, and she will pace up and down it and whine and whine. Even though we are sitting within five feet of her.

In the living room, she is constantly on guard, pouncing and leaping on nothing, and constantly tracking SOMETHING with her eyes.

We’ve got ghosts.

Or possibly fairies.

14 Cents an Hour

Posted by on Friday, 14 July, 2006

Its my LAST DAY at helljob today, which just thrills me to pieces. More so, because they are taking me to lunch, which means i get good food i dont have to pay for, AND i get out of the office for a little additional time before leaving for good.

I grooved into the office this morning, and one of my less evil co-workers yelled, “its not nice to tease!” as i danced by her desk, mouthing, “last day! last day!”

Brandus is at home, manning the pain of a garage sale. basically, we are selling EVERYTHING WE OWN, and by the time i left for work, we had already made almost $200.

so, thats a plus.

R.O.C.K. in the USA

Posted by on Thursday, 13 July, 2006

Tomorrow! Oh, happy day is tomorrow! For it is my last day of work in this hell hole!

Sadly, the Ice Cream Queen has been out of the office at some sort of conference all week. Which has been both a wonderful break, and a disappointment in canceling my revenge. Oh well. Best served cold, and all that.

On Sunday, the Mother will be arriving in Denver, just in time for me to pick her up and drive her, and my car, to Georgia, where it will sit for the next year. Im kind of excited, and a little bit terrified.

I adore my mother, promise, but..well, i think my thoughts are colored by memories.

In high school, we could be going anywhere, just the two of us in the car, and we would ride in total silence.

Until a really good song came on the radio.

Five seconds later, she would reach forward, turn off the radio and start a conversation.

Phenominal Cosmic Powers, Itty Bitty Living Space

Posted by on Saturday, 1 July, 2006

I have a small addiction to bad reality tv. Im not talking Survivor or Big Brother. Im talking about America’s Got Talent.

Leonid, you are beautiful. I have yet to get past the fact that there is a giant gay Russian man on my tv! Wearing heels and wings! with a sword! AND YOU ARE CRYING! COME GIVE ME A HUG YOU BEAUTIFUL SPARKLY MAN!

Bianca Ryan, however, actually has whole bucketfuls of talent. she has got the most amazing voice ive heard out of an eleven year old.

Weirdly, the voice is second as to what makes me happy about her. What thrills me to little tiny pieces? She LOOKS like an eleven year old. The dress, the hair, the shoes..she isnt trying to look like she’s fifteen. So when the judge tells her to change all that?

Unhappy. Because, dude, we have enough kids who think they need to dress like mini-Britneys. leave this one alone.


Posted by on Monday, 15 May, 2006

Updating wordpress yet again.  Will deal with layout soon.  And plugins, because the spam will be overwhelming otherwise!


Posted by on Sunday, 2 April, 2006

“Im moving to Alaska” sounds like it should be an April Fools Day joke, doesnt it?

“Im going back to teaching” does too.

So, how am i doing BOTH?

In The House

Posted by on Friday, 24 March, 2006

The new job, which i started about a month and a week ago, continues to make my brain melt.

im working in housing. apartments, leases, all that.

the first two weeks? it was great, fabulous, no problem. my boss was cool, the job wasnt too stressful or painful or even taxing.

and then?

my boss gets a new job. in another county.

so, im doing MY job, which i barely know how to do, and HER job, which i dont know how to do AT ALL.

and the office is a whole set of insanity.

the other day? my boss and i went to dairy queen. she said, “im going,” i said, “oh, me too,” and someone else said, “get me a sundae.”

so, we went.

at the end of the day, my boss got called down by the big boss.

“Next time you go to dairy queen, remember to invite everyone.”

yes. really.

one of the other coworkers WENT TO THE BOSS AND COMPLAINED. because we didnt ask her if she wanted ice cream.

Where the hell am i working?

Fixed and Frantic

Posted by on Saturday, 11 February, 2006

So, last night, while I was swearing at my php codes and trying to get the spiral back up to date, brandus discovered that his grandmother is in the hospital.

Last year was a bad year to be related to me, as both of my grandmothers died, and it looks like this might be a bad year for being related to brandus.

Her heart and her lungs are failing, so we are getting ready. He’s on his way down to Denver now, but ive been left behind to dry clean suits and leave food and water for the kitties, and all that other little stuff that needs to be done.


He’s stressed, because he can’t miss anymore days of classes or student teaching. Im stressed because i start my new job on Monday. His parents are stressed because brandus’s mom and uncle are going head to head about stupid stuff.

I have a headache.

My Two Front Teeth

Posted by on Saturday, 17 December, 2005

Dear Santa,

All I want for Christmas is a lot of money.

Love and Cookies,

PS. Should that not be happening, i would like The Pretty Little Dolly or a Hippopatumus.