Monday, December 31, 2007

Happy New Year!

Happy New Year to all my lovely blogmates, old and new!

Tuesday, December 25, 2007

Merry Christmas!

The Vog Family wishes each of you a very Merry Christmas!

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Ahh, ahhhh, Anderson...

My fascination with Anderson Cooper began more than a year ago. I get the kids to sleep, and settle myself down on the couch for the nightly fix at 10pm with a live hour of eye candy, commonly known as AC360. During that hour, I admire his smile, his perfect hair style (never mind that he is gray), his voice, and his suits. He takes me to places like Afghanistan, where he wears expensive military shirt replicas and bullet proof vests. Next, the Amazon rain forest in tight navy blue t-shirts, his skin glistening with a light sheen of sweat. Then, the streets of New York in jeans that only a former male model can wear so well. My mind squeals like a schoolgirl, drifting off to sleep (on the couch) lulled into dreamland by his steady vocal tones. I begin to dream...because situations like this only exist in dreams.

I am attending a high profile cocktail party, in Manhattan. Delegates from all over the world are here. I am dressed in five inch heels and a black cocktail gown to die for. I drain the last drops of gin from my martini glass and reach for another from the tray of a passing waiter. It is the last one on the tray, and is taken by a hand with well groomed nails. "Last one. Looks as if we'll have to share". The glass raises to perfect lips, and I watch them sip. The glass lowers to reveal the crooked smile of Anderson Cooper!!! Oh yeah! This dream is going to be good, I remember thinking to myself.

I'll spare you all the fan-girl wank fiction and just skim the highlights...

The dream continues with him asking me for my cell number. Hahahaha! He was pursuing me! How easy!

We go out often, always perfectly attired. Dinner, movies, drinks, CNN functions. Limo rides and paparazzi are the norm. The annoying thing was that my Blackberry (oh, yeah, this is SO a dream) was constantly ringing. I was always frowning at the ringing interruption, frequently muting the tone, deleting text messages (I hardly ever text in real life). This happened so often, Anderson began asking why I never answered it. I would just shrug it off, saying it wasn't important.

During our long, laid-back weekend in the Hampton's, the Blackberry rang NON-STOP. Finally, after an intense, ah, sexual which was literally torn from the pages of some chic-lit clit fest anthology....Anderson grabbed my Blackberry (haha you thought I was gonna say something else, didn't you?!) and hit redial. The name on the display said "James".

"Yes, hello. No, this isn't Camie, it's Anderson Cooper. Yes, from CNN. No, she didn't change her number, maybe she should, she obviously doesn't want to talk to you. May I ask who you are? I see. Um, okay. I'll give her the message".

Anderson hung up the phone, looked into my horrified eyes and said "That was James McAvoy, you know, your BOYFRIEND. He said to tell you not to bother calling him back since after hearing my voice, he is BREAKING UP with you. Now, where were we?" He thew the Blackberry on the floor and crawled back into bead

Ahh, ahhh, Anderson....

...and last nights dream....
naked, in a pool, getting a massage by Matt Lauer!!

I must have been tense, knowing that I was cheating on Anderson with someone from another network.

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

For Cappy and Ron, Merry Christmas!

in response to the BBC censoring such a beautiful song.

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Pay it Forward! A Game!

as the condition of Cynnie's blog states, here it is!

A game:
Everyone who has a blog is welcome to participate:
The first three persons who leave a comment on today's post will have a gift from me within 365 days. But there is one condition they will have to do the same on their own blog and do the same promise. It's Pay It Forward

Just like Cynnie, the gifts will be silly, and will be sent out this month.

Wednesday, December 05, 2007

Look what is happening in MY backyard!

Please click the link, read the story and come back here to give me your comments. I am really interested in hearing what you all think of this. Yeah, I realize it is local news in my part of the world, but it really is MY backyard.


credit where credit is due: Story by the Ann Arbor News

Saturday, November 17, 2007

Stairs+Baby= Broken Leg

Little Beanie fell down a flight of stairs yesterday, resulting in a broken left tibia near her ankle but above the growth line. After spending all day in the emergency room, little Beanie left with a cast on her leg. Luckily, it is below her knee so she is able to crawl. She will be casted for up to 6 weeks. We are fortunate that that was her only injury. She had a rough night last night, but woke up her usual, happy self.

Many thanks go out to Ron, who was there to hold down the fort at the home front. He did a great job caring for LittleMan while I was at the hospital with Beanie.

Pictures of cast to come....

Sunday, November 11, 2007

Beanie gets a haircut!

Beanie has gotten her hairs cut! Watch the photo montage. LittleMan took the photos!

Friday, October 26, 2007


Yep, another year has come and gone. Wow! I am getting old... One year shy of 40, as my mom has reminded me. My mom was already a grandmother by this age! And I'm still on diaper duty with Beanie. I consider myself fortunate. I have a good life. Great husband, two beautiful children, friends who love me...

Here's to another 39 great years!

Cheers! The virtual round of drinks are on me!!

Monday, October 22, 2007

A day at the park.

LittleMan finally got that boomerang that he has been asking for. We found it in a sale bin at the toy store. After losing it in our neighbors tree 5 times, we decided to take him to a big park so he could practice his moves.

He is getting pretty good at it. Lucky for us, he didn't nic any of us in the head (though he tried). He is now asking for a "real" wood one. Geez, kid!

Driver 8 (my hubby) took some well deserved time off from working on our house to spend some quality time with little Beanie. Beanie is now 8 months old, has two bottom teeth, is able to combat crawl and says "Mama", "Dada", "Hi", and "Cat".

It amazes me how the two of them have the same looks on their faces.

Aww.... this last one is my favorite!

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Saturday, October 06, 2007

A tiny bit of "sheep" in me said to take this quiz.


- a dash of hotness
- a dash of confidence
- 2 teaspoons of promiscuity

Combine all stirring until smooth.
'What is your personality recipe?' at

Monday, October 01, 2007

Okay, so I didn't get the Prius...

I got this instead.

A bit easier on my pocketbook. See this, Biddie?!? I can come and get you now!!
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Wednesday, September 19, 2007

"When we grew up and went to school, there were certain teachers who..."

We don't need no education. We don't need no thought control. No dark sarcasm in the classroom. Teachers leave them kids alone! Hey teacher leave them kids alone! All in all it's just another brick in the wall. All in all you're just another brick in the wall.

Thanks go out to Fluffy for watching the kids while I wasted a half hour of my life at my son's new school. Yep, LittleMan has started kindergarten. You'd think that little sentence would bring much pride and joy to me. Instead, I grasp my sweaty, stressed out head in my hands.

Last night was curriculum night for his class. I sat with a group of wide eyed parents, in a little chair, and listen to the excited teacher explain to us that the curriculum was "very challenging". She went on and on about learning the alphabet, studying sight words and beginning reader books with lots of pictures. All of this is to encourage our little ones to be great readers. And the math, augh! Practice shapes, groupings and penny counting to further their math skills. At home, continue to practice writing lower case letters (she looked directly at me for that one), and get out the magnetic letters to spell out 3 letter words. She included letter flash cards in the packet for us clueless parents. That fucking packet! Totally useless to me. All it did was provide what was expected out of our children by the end of the year, and outline of the curriculum... It showed me that my kid is in the wrong class academically, and that he'll waste an entire year doing things that he did when he was 2 and 3 years old. I sat in that chair, staring at the teacher, feeling that I made the wrong choice in putting LittleMan into public schools. She asked us if we had any questions or concerns. I continued to sit, and stare, not knowing where to even begin. Fuck! I am already getting the concerned phone calls and comments from the teacher, telling me my son doesn't seem interested in following her directions. Going on and on about how he "races through his class work" (and yes, he does it correctly) but then refuses to "sit down nice" while the others struggle to spell their names. He has even refused to write his name for her... the rebellion has already begun. He is going to get a label, and it won't be "he is extremely gifted". If you don't eat your meat, you can't have any pudding!

The school principle looks so much like the teacher in the video...

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Can't seem to think of a title for this post. This will have to do.

Found this at Fluffy's blog. The results are strangely accurate. Except for being fond of the name Celeste.

You're Babar the King!

by Jean de Brunhoff

Though your life has been filled with struggle and sadness of late,
you're personally doing quite well for yourself. All this success brings responsibility,
though, and should not be taken lightly. Life has turned from war to peace, from damage
to reconstruction, and this brings a bright new hope for everyone you know. These hopeful
people look to you for guidance, and your best advice to them is to watch out for snakes.
You're quite fond of the name "Celeste".

Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.

Saturday, September 01, 2007

My new favorite band

I can't seem to get this song out of my head!

of course, I have been watching "The Departed" non-stop...maybe that has something to do with it.

Monday, August 06, 2007

Here is our house!

Here is our house! Things are going along well, though a bit slow. LittleMan's room is done for the most part. All we need to do now is paint the star constellations on his ceiling with glow in the dark paint and install his ceiling fan. Mr. Vog painted our room yesterday. It looks so good. Very soothing. Of course, he had to leave for the road early this morning before he move our furniture back into the room. I'll have to ask his brother to help me move the bed into it. Next up will be the bathroom upstairs. Luckily, we have two bathrooms.

The road work is continuing outside my house. They paved the road early Saturday morning, but we won't be able to drive to our house until the end of the week. We have been parking a block away and walk to our place. This isn't a problem for us, but it has stopped my client from coming. I feel bad for them, since I took two weeks off to move and still can't work on them. Oh well, I kind of needed a little break. I miss the money though...

I will post more pictures of the house as we get each room done. Mr. Vog has been taking the camera with him on the road so picture taking can only happen on the weekends. I had to get a new cell phone, as mine started doing weird things. It was 3 years old, so I can't complain. It served me well. Anyway, the new phone has a camera on it so I can take some pics that way I guess.

The kids are doing well. LittleMan is finishing up his last week in summer camp, and BeanieVog is getting bigger (and funnier) each day. She fell out of my bed twice last week. Fortunately, the mattress was on the floor, so she only fell about 10 inches not 3 feet! I have moved the bed to the wall to prevent it from happening again. She has also started to eat baby food! It has been going pretty well.

I have so much to write about, and so little time! I will say that I am very glad to have moved from the ghetto that we lived in. Things had gotten really bad there over the last months time. I miss one of my neighbors, but the rest can all rot in their own crap for all I care.

More later.

Saturday, June 30, 2007

I haven't left!!! My finger is still on the pulse!!

I am here! I have survived the week of hell, and am now a homeowner. Everything went well, minus the plumbing. The entire house house needs to be re-plumbed due to poor winterization when the house was vacated 2 years ago. I will do a longer post about it, and will include pictures. I was getting sad reading the comments with everyone wishing me well and saying good-bye to me, so I HAD to come back and let you know that I haven't really left, I am just moving 3 blocks away.

More soon.

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Back for a moment...

I guess I am taking a blog break. Things have been crazy around here, and my brain can't seem to focus on a good post topic. We close on our house this Friday, which is great and all. It is all the other things that make it kinda blah... Like calling the water department to get the water meter hooked up, calling the gas company to get the gas meter installed, getting house insurance, making sure the mortgage company and seller's agents are doing their jobs, etc. Shopping for appliances was fun until I realized how much it was going to cost. Still, the kitchen will look great and I won't have to worry about replacing what we buy for another 15 years or so... Now, if only the interior decorator would call us back. I need some help picking out paint colors so the house expresses my individuality. I have always sucked at picking colors. I need Leelee's good taste!

I have been hanging out on Facebook more, so you can find me over there. I even helped Mr. Vog set up a Facebook page. It is far less intense than a blog, so it'll work well for him while he is on the road. You can find him through my page...he is Mini Cooper. My mom got him a great laptop with WiFi capabilities so he is geeked out in the rig.

Speaking of Hubby, he has become a trainer for his company. Yeah, he is doing so well at his job they forgot the company rules of being employed for at least two years before becoming a trainer. He got the trainers position in 6 months time. He is trying it out for the next two weeks with a brand new driver. If he decides to do it full time, he will get a new rig which will have a double sleeper in it. Right now he has a single berth, so they need to stop at hotels so the trainee can sleep. That cuts in on drive time, looking for the hotel, etc. Hubby still sleeps in his rig, not the hotel, as he is too paranoid that someone will break in and steal his stuff, or mess with his load.

I have also been knitting like mad! I am making something very cool for one of you wonderful bloggers out there. Hope you like them, and that I can get them to you in time. I'll post pictures of it once I finish them and have them sent out.

Thanks for all of your readership. I promise, one day, to return to blogging as I had when I first started this space.


Saturday, June 09, 2007

Why seatbelts save lives, and I'm sure glad Mr. Vog wasn't driving the semi!!!

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Michigan Man in Wheelchair Pinned to Grille of Semitrailer for 4-Mile Ride

Friday , June 08, 2007
By Audrey Bright

PAW PAW, Mich. —
Why did the 21-year-old cross the road?

Benjamin Carpenter, 21, was crossing a Michigan highway in his wheelchair when he became stuck in a semitrailer's grille and pushed for miles before the unknowing driver was pulled over, police said on Thursday.

Carpenter escaped unharmed, saying, "It was quite a ride," police said.

Click here to listen to the 911 tape.

Carpenter was attempting to cross on Wednesday when the light turned green and his wheelchair became hooked onto the front grille of the truck, which reached 50 mph during the 4-mile trip down Red Arrow Highway, Michigan State Police Trooper Michael Sinke said witnesses reported.

Carpenter was taken to a hospital as a precaution. He had been secured to his wheelchair by a seat belt.

Witnesses reported that the light turned green, so the truck took off, never seeing the wheelchair in front of him or the fact that it had attached to his front grill. When officers stopped the truck at a private business, Carpenter was in a calm state.

"The man spilled his soda pop, but he wasn't upset," said Sgt. Kathy Morton of the Michigan State Police.

Sinke said when he arrived at the scene, the man told him "'Yeah, I'm fine. I just went for a little ride.'"

"He was surprisingly normal," Sinke said.

About 4 p.m. Wednesday, a caller told police dispatchers, "You are not going to believe this: There is a semi truck pushing a guy in a wheelchair on Red Arrow Highway," state police said in a release.

Authorities initially wondered whether the report was a prank call until others called with similar reports.

When the truck finally was stopped, the driver didn't believe officers until he stepped from his cab and saw for himself.

"When he saw us, he was like, 'What's going on?"' Morton said.

"The truck driver had no idea," Sinke said. "[He] was in a state of shock."

Paw Paw Police Department Office Manager Susan Millek said their department got the initial call around 3:30 p.m. and Sgt. Kirk Goodrich and officer Tim McMeekan responded to the call. McMeekan said the incident was labeled a car pedestrian accident and he was prepared for a scene much worse than what he found.

"We were obviously relieved and shocked to see what happened," McMeekan said.

He said the family was notified within a few minutes and because the man is an adult, the department called to have someone pick him up.

Officers who responded to the scene said the fact that the man was unharmed made this story that much more unbelievable.

"Just the way he was uninjured. It’s just unbelievable," Sinke said. "Obviously someone was looking over him yesterday. I could go another hundred years in law enforcement and never see that again."

The Associated Press contributed to this report.

Monday, June 04, 2007

Now back to regularly scheduled programming...

Hadn't meant to go this long between posts. Things have been a little hectic over here. I have spent a lot of time gathering paperwork, filling out forms and meeting with the mortgage company. The paperwork has been locked in finally. Now we just wait for the 20% down to make its way to me. That alone has sent me into a minor frenzy. I have spent most of my life financially irresponsible so my broker wasn't calling me back. Yeah, I have a broker. I had to go so far as to have my mother call the broker and rattle her chain for me. My parents use the same firm, and are much more responsible than me. My mom got through to the broker in one phone call. Me, I never got past the secretary. Anyway, the broker called me within two minutes of hanging up with my mother. Things are fine. The way they should be. The money will be wired to the mortgage company when the time comes, saving me an hour trip to pick up a check.

More paperwork and research...

House insurance. Wow, people would love to take the skin off your back don't they? Insurance salesmen are creepy, and love to massively up sell and scare the crap out of you... Luckily, I have a great agent who I have been with for 10 years. He gave us the best rate and the best coverage, beating out two swarmey guys who only had dollar signs in their eyes.

Yipee! I have health insurance! More paperwork, money coming out of hubby's check, but I have full benefits. I can now get my teeth cleaned and get some updated glasses frames. What a relief.

Kids are fine. Little Man is finishing up his last year of preschool, and is getting ready to be officially enrolled in kindergarten. I can't wait for the first month of school for him. He will be so excited, hopefully not to bored, and I can begin anticipating lots of calls from the school telling me he is beyond the curriculum...and they want to promote him to first grade, the grade he should be in...yeah, right.

BeanieVog rolled over for the first time on Sunday. All of us missed the big event. We of course made her do it again for us and the video camera. The baby book says she is supposed to roll from belly to back first. Well, she went from back to belly, which is a five month old move. My kids are so weird. Now she wants to be on the floor all the time so she can roll and scoot.

Thats about it on my end. I look forward to posting pics of the new house, and detailing the nightmare of the move. For now, I will rack my brain deciding what colors to paint the walls.

Sunday, May 20, 2007

Birthed by average, everyday, non-famous people....

I was reading some silly article about Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes in US magazine...Blah, blah, blah, who cares and all... Then I saw a recent picture of their kid, Suri. I know that I am very biased towards my own offspring, but I think that BeanieVog, gives that Suri girl a run for her parents money.



Plus, BeanieVog has cooler, more RockStar hair!
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Thursday, May 17, 2007

Look who came to visit us this morning!


Hubby had a load that was just north of Ann Arbor. Lucky for us, he ran out of regulation driving hours just as he reached Ann Arbor. He parked his truck about a mile from our flat. He spent the night in his truck because he was nervous leaving it unattended. Yeah, like someone would steal a 45 thousand pound steel coil overnite... Really, he was concerned someone might loosen the straps holding the coil down, or even try stealing the entire rig. We picked him up early this morning and had a great breakfast. He was also able to take a shower in his own bathroom. It was a great morning. We'll see him again late Friday night, or early Saturday morning.

This picture has been altered to remove all distinquishing markings of the company he works for.
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Thursday, May 10, 2007

Not that long ago...

A year ago this month my mental state was summed up in this post. Things were unstable for my family money wise, which cause an unstable effect in my brain chemistry. We were just able to cover our living expenses, I teetered with insanity. A few months later, I found out I was pregnant with Beanie Vog. I can't even express to you the amount of fear that took hold of me. I fought it back, determined not to let the emotion affect my pregnancy, or my son. I turned to my husband, the primary bread winner of the family, with a look that can only be compared to the last look Private Pyle gave Sgt. Hartman before he shot himself in Full Metal Jacket. I said, "Something has to be done. We are poor. I was raised middle class, this is unacceptable for me to continue to live like this. Either you change careers, or...." My sentence trailed off. I wasn't sure what I meant to say, or what I was afraid to say to him, but Hubby took it. I watched the same look of fear that I had cross his face. I had never spoke to him with such finality before.

The following summer lingered on, as did our finacial issues. Actually, things got even worse. The Union my husband was in, the one he put so much faith into failed to get him work. When they did, it was short lived. They refused to support him. Ultimately, he was ejected from this Union. He spoke his mind one too many times for them. As the season changed into autumn and onto winter, the painting jobs Hubby had finished up. We had no more to go on. We thought of moving to Wyoming, far from the only state I lived in full time. Hubby resisted this. I went to him again. This time I said, "you have two weeks to figure out your next move to bring money in". Again, that strange look of fear crossed his face. At the end of two weeks, he began semi-truck driving school. Two weeks later, 4 hours after the last day of class, he had a job. Life began to change. I have waited 5 years for this.

This is where we are today:
Baby Vog is here, my son is happy, my husband works five days straight away from the home. I care for the family on my own, money is in the bank, food is on the table, and the bill collectors have stopped bothering me. I can honestly say, that despite how rotten the past five years have been, it has made me a much stronger person. I appreciate so much more, and like to think that I live life less superficially. I continue to look forward, and this is what forward is bringing me....

We bid on a house, and the offer was accepted. It is a new home, which due to the shitty economy, was forclosed on by the previous owner. Yes, we have reaped the awards of someone elses financial doom. Just last year, that could have been me... We hope to close on the house by June 20th. It has four bedrooms, two full baths, a full basement, garage and a yard. This is the first home that Hubby and I have ever purchased. I said to my mom yesterday " Wow, I am married, have two kids, a career and am a homeowner. I'm a real grown up now". Yes, I am the typical Milf (even though I'm not as hot as Mary-Louise Parker. And the Milf reference...It's a joke, people!!).

Since we got such a good deal on the house, I have decided to also buy a new car. After much thought, and a wonderful test drive, I have picked the Toyota Prius. I am now looking for a bumpersticker that says "WWAGD?" (What Would Al Gore Do?). Hubby is okay with this choice of car, but he really wants the Toyota FJ Cruiser. Maybe that'll be our next car...Hmmm...

Thursday, April 26, 2007

My family is SO HOT!!!


Here is a photo of us taken at the thermal imagining display at the Museum of Science and Industry in Chicago. Hubby is the one with the camera (obviously), Little Man is next to him (with his mouth open), next is CousinVog#1, then me holding BabyVog Beanie (her face is leaning back, looking at you).

The Chicago trip went very well. I'll write more about that later, and will include more photos. Hey, I also got some wedding photos! Those will be up soon, too.

I am starting the Body For Life program on Monday. Some of you may remember that our long lost dear blogger mate, RantingDullard raved about it. It is time for me to transform back into my old self, pre-children. I'm tired of people telling me I carry my weight well because I am tall. Whatever. All I know, is that I am tired of being a Fatty McFat-Fat. If your curious, you can track the weight loss via the footer of the blog. I will not bore you with the gorry details of how I reach my goal. No pooey comments about my starting weight either! I will also NOT post the horrific "before" picture, only the "after" photo.

The boy is hungry, and the girl is now waking from her 2 hour nap. Let the fun begin!
Over and out.
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Friday, April 20, 2007

LittleMan is 5 today!!


Happy Birthday to my LittleMan!

He picked this picture, as it shows his renditions of the PacMan World Rally racetracks in the background. This weekend, shrouded in Birthday Flare, LittleMan will be wisked off to Chicago for fun and adventure with his cousin. They will rock the Science and Industry Museum, Shedd's Aquarium... Blend with the posh on The Golden Mile (Michigan Ave.). Eat "Fastbreak Fingers" (chicken fingers)and "Center Court Cheese" (grilled cheese sandwiches) at Michael Jordan's Restaurant, and live the life at the Embassy Suite hotel (which features in-room Nintendo)!! Turning 5 is very special, indeed!
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Friday, April 13, 2007

Official Wedding Picture...


I know I have kept all of you waiting so long for the viewing of even one wedding photo. Hopefully this will suffice. I am the one on the right, by the way.

(as soon as I get a single photo, I promise to share with you...)

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Wednesday, April 04, 2007

It's our WEDDING DAY!!

The cake has been made, 75 people will be entertained, and a whole lot of fun will be had!

details will follow...

perhaps even a little YouTube action for all of those who couldn't make it...

Thursday, March 29, 2007

These shoes rule, these shoes suck...

I shout this little ditty out to Noah. After you watch this hillarious video, click Noah's name and scroll down to see his cool shoe collection.

Tuesday, March 27, 2007

This is why Fluffy needs his cable turned back on...

so he can see things like this, 'cause Fluffy loves his Detroit Pistons HOOP!!

Rasheed Wallace 3/4 court game saving shot at the last second of the game.

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

Um...No, I haven't been busy...

As I have mentioned before, Hubby and I are getting married on April 4th. We bought our rings this weekend. Mine is the the first one shown. Hubby's is the second one. Special thanks go out to Hubby's cousins boyfriend. He is a jeweler, and really helped us out.

We have also decided to wear traditional Mexican Wedding shirts, called Guayabera's. Here are pictures of what they will look like. Mine, of course, will be white. The website only had a picture of the black version. Little man, our son, will also be wearing one that will match his dad's. Our pants will be gray. Yes, pants. I hate dresses, and have opted for pants. It's my wedding...I'll wear whatever I choose. I may even wear my Doc Martins, highly polished.

Plans for the wedding have gone well. Last thing I need to do is make the wedding cake. I have called on the assistance of my pal, Zeneric, who is a chef at a place here in Ann Arbor. He is going to sneak me in to the kitchen so I can used their industrial mixer to make up the cake batter. Big thanks go out to him too, as this will cut the mix time down to nothing. If I mix it at my house, I'll need to do it in 3 batches which could mess up the consistancy. Oh, yeah, the cake will be a three tiered strawberry swirl cheesecake.

That's why the blog has sat idle for the past two weeks. Hope you all understand, and look for me in your comment fields because I am still lurking out there.

p.s. BabyVog is a wopping 9 1/2 pounds now!
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Friday, March 02, 2007

Research, after the fact.

gardenia said: "Angel wing tattoo? Oh, that is tempting! I bet it was awesome. I can now see it - CEO of company - always wears long sleeves - why? She has angel wings!"

Well, she wasn't too far off with her comment. I had remembered seeing a picture of Elayne's Angel Wings in a tattoo book many years ago. I figured she had to be on the internet somewhere. Here they are.

Elayne indeed became a CEO of her own company. The wearing of long sleeves wasn't necessary, since it was a piercing studio called Rings of Desire (nice play on Wim Wenders movie "Wings of Desire"). The studio was located in New Orleans, but unfortunately, it has been closed post Katrina. She has since moved on to Merida, Mexico, where she owns a Bed and Breakfast and Piercing establishment. There is a nice professional BIO about Elayne, which you can read here. Nice to see that my memory has held out over these years, and that Google allows access to long lost memories. As for the tattooed wings, she has them registered as a trademark. I had no idea that a person could do that.

*Asterisk had requested that I change the wording in the last post from "childless ladies" to "child-free ladies". This I have done. As for his wondering if tattoos cause havoc on ones body... Well, from a Lymphatic perspective, yes. The ink which is used for tattoos is viewed as a toxin by the body. It is the lymphatic system which rids the body of toxins, so for about 4-7 days of recieving a tattoo, your body is working overtime to get the free floating ink from the system. Since there is no set standard in the inks that are used by tattooists, there are many significant toxins which the body does not expel. Lead is one of them. Heavy metals are near impossible for the body to rid. Hate to say it, but lead likes to hang out in brain tissue once it is in the body. I did hear a piece about how scientists at Harvard are in the process of developing a less toxic form of tattoo ink. It is supposed to be much easier to remove a tattoo which uses this new ink. I did find this chart which tells what types of metals and oxides are used in the most common forms of tattoo ink. So *A, maybe you shouldn't read the links until after you get your birthday art.

Wednesday, February 28, 2007

AlternaGirls guide to Lactation: Why Breast Feeding and Pierced Nipples Don't Mix.

Seventeen years ago, at the urging of a boyfriend, I got my left nipple pierced. He also had his pierced. Being that no one was doing piercings in Ann Arbor at the time, we flew to San Francisco to have this done. With address in hand, we found ourselves in the Castro District. We had no idea what to really expect. In the back of my mind, I imagined a back alley establishment, slightly seedy and well hidden from the public. Boy, was I wrong. When we entered the Gauntlet, I was shock to see the layout of a high end jewelry store. The only difference, was that the jewelry in the cases was meant specifically for any type of body piercing you can imagine, and the sales help were adorned in elaborate piercings and tattoos.

I chose a 16 guage ring which had a malachite ball on it. I stepped into the back, where the piercing rooms were. Elaine, the master piercer, was a cheerful woman. Petite in stature, she wore a halter top which revealed the most beautiful tattoo of elaborate angel wings stretching down her back and the backs of her arms. She chatted non-stop, telling me that she had been piercing for over 10 years, and the most famous person she stuck a needle into was Axel Rose. He had each of his nipples double pierced. Me, I went for the straight forward single horizontal variety. I am honest when I say that getting the piercing was fine. Very little pain, no blood, healing went well. In the 12 years I had it in, it became infected twice. Antibiotic were needed to clear it up. The best thing I did, was to change the original ring in for a curved dumbell. It was far more ergonomically designed for its usage.

I took the dumbell out 5 years ago in order to breast feed my son. It was too much of a pain taking it out and putting it back in after each feeding, so I made the decision to leave it out for good. Since it was in for 12 years, it never really sealed up, but I have stuck to my decision and have never tried to put the dumbell back into it. My first go at breast feeding was a disaster. There were many reasons. My inexperience in infant rearing, stress that I brought onto myself, the fact that my son wasn't into it, and, well, the remnants of the piercing. The milk flow had issues due to the unsealed holes and the damage to the milk ducts. I knew when I got the piercing that I would someday be a mother, but I hadn't even thought about breastfeeding. By 2 months of age, my son was consuming only formula and I will admit that it bummed me out. I was AlternaMom, I wanted the BEST for my son. My inability to provide human milk due to a stupid compulsive action bothered me for a long time.

This time around, with BabyVog, I told myself that I would once again try to breastfeed. I came to terms with the fact that I may fail again. I even bought a container of formula to have on hand. Within moments of her birth, I was breastfeeding her. It seemed to be working, even the damaged side. She ate often, she ate well. She still is. She has already met her original birth weight before the required two week time. I know that the pierced breast still has issues, that BabyVog has to linger a bit longer to get her fill. But this time, I don't have the inexperience, the added stress, and she is so much different in personality than her older brother in terms of feeding. I don't mind being the only one who can feed her. I mean, she has been exposed to a bottle, but clearly prefers hanging with mom. She doesn't even like pacifiers.

I don't totally regret getting the piercing. It served its purpose well for the time. I only wish that I would have truely thought things thru in regards to the true function of a female breast. I am glad that I only had one done, and not both. Speaking of feeding, sounds like BabyVog is in need of a refill. Gotta go. Oh, and child-free ladies who may be considering piercing those nipples outta fashion... get your tongue done instead!

Thursday, February 22, 2007

Anna Nicole, Britt Spears...they don't even hold a torch to the beauty of Little Ms. Vog!

The Vog family would like to say thank you to all you great bloggers out there who have wished us well! As requested, here are some more photos of Ms.VogSprog. I would of had them up here yesterday, but, eh, we forgot to pay the cable bill on time and had our service interupted. Go figure.

(photo #1) This is the picture we are using for her birth announcements. Check out that cool sweater! The hat that goes with it... is too big! Plus, I wanted everyone to see all of her hair. Oh, and Pup, you are right. She does look a lot like me.
(photo #2) This is her first bath at home. She was not happy. But she smelled good afterwards.
(photo#3) Much happier, getting dried off.

(photo#4) Little Man, showing off the look that has been gracing his face for the past week. BabyVog is not allowed to get any closer to him than what you see here. He seemed much happier when I was pregnant. Now, he has immersed himself in video games in an attempt to ignore her as much as possible. Occassionally, he will lighten up when we aren't looking and teach her things like addition and subtraction, the names of the planets, and various colors. We were lucky enough to get some of this on video.

My brain is slowly coming back. All of these late night feedings are giving me lots of time to think of different post topics. I now need to look for the time to actually write the ideas down.

Dinners! The package has arrived! More on that later....

Friday, February 16, 2007

She's here!

Hi everyone! BabyVog was born February 15, 2007 at 12:13 a.m. This is one of the first pictures taken. I had 3 others I wanted to upload, but per usual, Blogger isn't allowing them to.

Delivery went extreamly well. Labor lasted a total of 3 hours, with only the last 5 minutes being the most intense. No pain meds were used. The best part was walking into the delivery room, turning towards the nurse who was coming at me with the monitors, and saying "No need, I am pushing now!" BabyVog's head was out before they could even find the doctors. I broke the record for fastest delivery that week, eh, month... I was in the hospital less than an hour, from check in to BabyVog showing up! I hear that I was the hottest topic of conversation at the nurses station. The attending resident came in this morning to discharge me, and said "I hope that my future pregnancy and delivery goes as well as yours did. You make it look easy".

More pictures and such later. I just wanted to check in and let you see our newest love.

Sunday, February 11, 2007

It's official!

Hubby has returned from 7 weeks of training! He has now officially become a first seat driver. He ranked in the 96th percentile of his group. Okay, I admit... I do understand why our son is such an over achiever. I mean, why do anything unless it's close to perfect? His company plans to keep him close to home as possible, until BabyVog makes her appearance. He will then get a week off, before he begins the farther regional routes. He wants to continue to stay as close as possible, but I have dollar signs in my eyes and am encouraging him to take longer routes which will fatten his paycheck. The family has proven to be strong over these 7 weeks so I know we can survive having him home on the weekends. After almost 4 years of struggling with the Union bullshit he was involved in, it is nice to see him happy in this profession.

As for me, the countdown is well on the way. The little ticker above says 17 days. It can happen anytime, as far as I am concerned. The flat has been reorganized to accomadate baby, the crib is set up, the clothes are in the proper drawers, the knitting for her has just about been completed. The christening dress is beautiful, and I'll have some photos up of it once I finish the collar. I also have to take some pictures of my Green Day Heart Grenade mittens which I have been proudly wearing. They are so cool, I bet Billy Joe will ask me to knit up some special addition ones for him to add to his clothes line.... yeah, right! Oh, and the best thing is this scarf/hood thing I began knitting 12 years ago! I only have a 1/2 inch to go and I'll be wearing that too. It is knit in pure, handspun alpaca and knit on 0 needles (hence the 12 years in the making).

One of the things I am looking forward to after having BabyVog is getting my former brain back. I complained to my doctor recently, that my brain function has been held hostage since becoming pregnant. He verified that I am accurate, that the extra fluid and hormones racing thru my body cause my brain to take a vacation. If you look back 9 months to a year in my archives on this blog, it is quite evident that I had much better postings. Trust me, I have some good ideas for future post... I just haven't been able to format and complete the writing process.

All righty then. Time to start my day with the family. I will let you all know when the girl arrives.

Monday, February 05, 2007


You all know how fussy I am about putting pictures of myself on this blog. Get a look now, because it'll most likely be removed before you know it. I do apologize for how dark it is.

I read a funny post about Hummers over at Pickled Olives blog, so I send this picture out to her. Before you jump all over me about me standing next to such a gas hogging vehicle, read my comment at Pickled Olives, and take a look at the photo. I am at a dealership, I DO NOT own one

I will make mention that my 4 1/2 year old son would LOVE to own one. An H3, to be exact. I don't know why. We took this photo last summer to tease him. He hears his dad and I talk about getting a new car and always brings up the Hummer, or a Lexus. He also wants to learn how to play golf. I often ask myself who this childs real parents are. Yes, he looks like us, but everything else about him is SO not like us.

Wednesday, January 31, 2007


Yeah, new blogger format! Fuck this shit. One mistake of a button click and all is gone and for some reason can't be brought back. Where is my blogroll?!?!?! Where is my pregnancy ticker?!?!?!? Sure, yeah, go into the HTML and put the code back in.... Okay, press save template and NOTHING is saved, or an error page comes up. Should have just stayed with the old until they pitched me off of it!!!

Hide your eyes, here is another MEME!

first off....

Okay, back to that Meme. I found this over at Red's page. It looks like she got it from Pickled Olives.

If you could have any piece of art what would it be?

I would choose the sculpture "Cacountala" by Camille Claudel. Since there is no way that I'll ever truely "own" this, I had it tattooed onto my left arm.

Name two of your guilty pleasures.

Hmmm, Guilt is not something I associate with...
On the T.V. I love the shows Veronica Mars and No Reservations.
I also like yarn. I like looking at it, touching it, buying it for some "future" project. Oh, and books. Yeah, that is over two, but so what?

If you were an actor/actress who would it be and what movie would you choose to take the lead role in?

Let's see.... The first that comes to mind would be Uma Thurman's character in both volumes of Kill Bill. A touch of evil, while looking cute. The next would be Lee Marvin's character (ah, I can switch gender, right) in the movie "The Big Red One".

What's the most romantic gesture someone's made to you?

Hubby met me at the airport with a dozen roses and a ring and asked me to marry him. That was several years ago. As most of you know, I refer to Hubby as my husband, but we are not legally married. We decided that this year, on April 4th we will officially tie the knot. That day will be our 10 year anniversary together.

Who's your favorite superhero / villain?

Ah, SpaceGhost?

What's your favorite leftover food?

Pulled pork and white rice with plantains from Sabor Latino.

Describe in five words how you saw yourself in high school.

Self aware, distant, angry, happy, punk.

If you could live anywhere in the world were would it be and why?

Puerto Vallarta, Mexico. It is the Ann Arbor of Mexico. Cultural, pretty, but warm with an ocean.

Name five good gifts you would like to receive (within reason - no sports cars etc)

Is a house too much to ask for? Housekeeping services for life, Unlimited paid vacations to the destinations of my choice, Tattoo gift certificates, Tuition waivers to a really good school for my son.

If you could live one week in a cartoon what would it be and why?

Well, it's not really a cartoon, but I would live in the kids program "The Upside Down Show". I don't know why... The guys just seem funny.

Dinner for five - who would you invite (the world is your oyster)?

Camille Claudel, my maternal grandfather, my husband (boy, I really miss him), Joe Strummer, and Rodin.

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Because I don't seem to have any original thoughts at the moment...

1. How old will you be in five years? 43

2. Who did you spend at least two hours with today?: My son

3. How tall are you? 5'9"

4. What do you look forward to most in the next six weeks?:Having a baby

5. What's the last movie you saw? Laurel Canyon

6. Who was the last person you called?: Ron

7. Who was the last person to call you?: My mom

8. What was the last text message you received?: Birthay party invite, last year

9. Who was the last person to leave you a voice mail?: My mom

10. Do you prefer to call or text?: call

11. What were you doing at 12am last night?: sleeping

12. Are your parents married/separated/divorced? Married

13. When is the last time you saw your mom?: Last Saturday

14. What color are your eyes?: greenish/blue

15. What time did you wake up today? 7:30am

16. What are you wearing right now?: Pajama bottoms, tshirt

17. What is your favorite Christmas song?: I don't really like Christmas music

18. Where is your favorite place to be?: I am here...

19. Where is your least favorite place to be?: at times, here.

20. Where would you go if you could go anywhere?: Thailand

21. Where do you think you'll be in 10 years? Most likely here.

22. Do you tan or burn?: neither

23. What did you fear was going to get you at night as a child?:Death. I got over it.

24. What was the last thing that really made you laugh?: I can't even remember.

25. How many TV's do you have in your house?: three

26. How big is your bed?: Queen

27. Do you have a laptop or desktop computer?: Desktop

29. What color are your sheets? Teal

30. How many pillows do you sleep with?: one

31. What is your favorite season?: spring/fall

32. What do you like about fall?: The weather, and the leaves changing colors
33. What do you like about winter?: Winter is just a bridge between fall and spring.
34. What do you like about the summer?: How green everything becomes.

35. What do you like about spring?: How the air smells.

36. How many states have you lived in?: 1, full time. 2 part time.

37. What cities/towns have you lived in?: Swartz Creek, Ann Arbor, Bethesda MD, Fairplay CO.

38. Do you prefer shoes, socks, or bare feet?: socks and shoes.

39. Are you a social person?: Not really.

40. What was the last thing you ate?: Banana crunch cereal.

41. What is your favorite restaurant?: Sabor Latino

42. What is your favorite ice cream? any flavor
43. What is your favorite dessert?: fresh baked cookies or cheesecake.

44. What is your favorite kind of soup?: Butternut

45. What kind of jelly do you like on your PB & J sandwich?: Raspberry

46. Do you like Chinese food? yes

47. Do you like coffee?: Ah, yeah.

48. How many glasses of water, a day, do you drink on average?: 6-8

49. What do you drink in the morning?: Ah, coffee.

51. Do you sleep on a certain side of the bed?: no, unless hubby is in town, then right.

52. Do you know how to play poker?: Not really.

53. Do you like to cuddle?: Cuddling is okay, glomming is not.

54. Have you ever been to Canada?: yes

56. Do you eat out or at home more often?: home

58. Do you know anyone with the same birthday as you?: only famous people

59. Do you want kids?: Have 1 son, daughter is on the way.

60. Do you speak any other languages? None fluently.

62. Have you ever ridden in an ambulance? yes

63. Do you prefer an ocean or a pool?: ocean

64. Do you prefer a window seat or an aisle seats?:Don't care. Just get me there!

65. Do you know how to drive a stick?: yes

66. What is your favorite thing to spend money on?: I forgot what is was like to spend extra money on.

67. Do you wear any jewelry 24/7? no

68. What is your favorite TV show?: No Reservations
69. Can you roll your tongue?: yes

70. Who is the funniest person you know?: People are funny? Haven't noticed...
71. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?:Yeah, this yellow dog my kid gave me.

72. What is the main ringtone on your phone?:American Idiot by Green Day

73. Do you still have clothes from when you were little?: a few

74. What red object is closest to you right now? a bucket

75. Do you turn off the water while you brush your teeth?: Yes

76. Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed?: Closed

77. Would you rather be attacked by a big bear or a swarm of bees? neither
78. Do you flirt a lot?: Me? Pahleese... You'll be lucky if I even notice you...

79.what do you dip a chicken nugget in? My kid likes ranch dressing.

80. What is your favorite food?: Mexican

81. Can you change the oil on a car?: yes

82. Have you ever gotten a speeding ticket?:NO

83. Have you ever run out of gas?: no

84. What is your usual bedtime?: Whenever I happen to fall asleep.

85. What was the last book you read?: The Nasty Bits, by Anthony Bourdaine

86. Do you read the newspaper?: Yes

87. Do you have any magazine subscriptions?: Yes

89. Do you watch soap operas?: No

90. Do you dance in the car?: Only if I feel like bothering my kid.

91. What radio station did you last listen to?: 91.7 WUOM (public radio)

92. Who is in the picture frame closest to you?: Collage of photos of my dad when he was young.

93. What was the last note you scribbled on a piece of paper? Name of Ann Arbor Schools Superintendant

94. What is your favorite candle scent?: Pumpkin Spice

95. What is your favorite board game?: Candyland, Chutes and Latters..(with my kid)

96. When was the last time you fondled a cow?: I have never touched a cow.

97. When was the last time you attended church?: I can't remember

98. Who is/was your favorite teacher in high school?: I had no favorite teachers.

99. What is the longest you have ever camped out in a tent? 14 days

100. Who was the last person to do something extra special for you?: I guess I would have to say my Hubby

Monday, January 15, 2007

Dangerous Icing!

Cappy asked in the comment field of the last post, "What is dangerous icing"? Here is a photo of what the trees look like around my flat.

Looks pretty, doesn't it? Unfortunately, ice like this can be quite damaging to the trees. The weight of the ice causes the limbs to bend and break off, which can damage houses and cars.

As I was waking from a nap a few minutes ago, there was a LOUD sound. Son ran to the window and said "Ah, I think someone is dropping a bomb outside". I jumped to the couch and joined him at the window. "Is our truck okay?" I asked him before I got to the window. "Yes, ours is fine, but the bomb got a few of the neighbors cars"! Sure enough, a small lowrider style truck had rounded the corner at our complex and smashed into 3 other cars. This kid must have been traveling fast, as one of the vehicles, a large SUV had been turned sideways. The kids car sustained the most damage, fluids every where, the horn stuck on...Blaring. I stepped outside to listen in. He claims his truck slipped on ice then "Everything went black"! Uh-huh.... His two teenage passangers left the scene, hmm... I wonder how high/drunk they were...

This is private property, so the cops won't come to file a report. It is all between the insurance companies at this point. When the crowds clear, I'll be moving my rusty but trusty truck to the SIDE lot, where it should be a bit more safe in the event someone else "slips on the ice" doing 50 MPH through the parking lot.

(photo credit: BrevardNC I would have taken a photo of the actual trees outside my house and of the accident scene, but hubby has the camera with him)

Sunday, January 14, 2007

It was a great surprise, but was it really worth it?

Son and I had a big surprise for Saturday. Hubby, who was supposed to be gone for 2 weeks returned to visit us for about 36 hours. We had lots of fun, ate good homemade food, baked cookies and brownies for him to take one the road, and did his laundry. Yeah, most of you would be like, "ho-hum...sounds like a blast", but for us it was heaven. He left this morning at 3:45 am to hook up with the driver and the rig. At 5:30 am, my phone rang. Not a good sign. Sure enough, his car died 10 miles away from his meeting point. I hazily wrote down the info of where I could find the car so I could some how have it towed back to the flat. I told him to get to the rig, that his job was more important than him worrying about the stupid car. An hour later my phone rings again. Hubby explains that he got a jump-start and made it to the yard and rig. He was on the road as he spoke to me. Luckily, the trainer likes him, so he waited for him despite the bad weather that they were going to be up against.

Speaking of weather, here is an image of the weather patterns currently happening in the US.
See all that light pink, dark pink, and green? Yeah, that is what hubby gets to drive through. Should be lots of fun for him, being a new rig driver, who is hauling 45 thousand pounds behind him. My fingers are majorly crossed for him. Hopefully, he will make his destination unharmed and within his required time. This is where the "was it really worth" having him home comes in. Had he kept to his schedule, he would have avoided most of this crappy weather. But they took a chance so he could relax a bit.

UPDATE: 7:45 pm
Just heard from Hubby. They made it safely to Memphis. The trainer did most of the driving through the ice and snow. Their plans are to take a 4 hour nap before heading out to finish the route. They should reach Louisiana by 2am. All is well.

Thursday, January 11, 2007

Knit Pics!

Okay! Here are a few pictures of some of the things that I've been knitting over the past few months. This is proof that I really do knit, not just talk about it. The first image you see includes: A really cute hat and jacket for BabyVogSprog. The jacket is double breasted, and knit in Brown Sheep Worsted Weight Mohair/Wool blend. The hat is a luxurious Angora by Anny Blatt. Many thanks go to my son's bear Buzz, who looks so stylish.

The next image is of the scarf that I knit for my sister for Christman. It is a Feather and Fan pattern, and is knit with Mountain Colors Bearfoot Yarn, in the color Larkspur. It is a washable Wool/Mohair/Nylon yarn which is handpainted. This photo hardly does justice to how beautiful the colors are.

Finally, this is the scarf that I knit for my Mom for Christmas. Sorry for the quality of the photo. I forgot to take a pic of it before giving it to Mom, and this is what she ended up taking for me. It is done in Andean Silk (Super Fine Alpaca/Silk/Merino Wool) by KnitPics. The color is Cranberry. This is the first lace pattern I have ever done.
There you have it. I am now working on a christening dress for BabyVogSprog, as well as a garter stich cabled sweater for her. Those projects are still on the needles, and I don't expect to have them done until March. I am also planning a sweater for myself. It'll be the first thing I have knitted for myself in a year. I just hope I can ditch the baby weight I have gained, so I don't have to knit it extra huge.

Oh, I have also taken the plunge, and switched to the new Blogger version. All went well, and all posts are still within the blog!

Wednesday, January 03, 2007

New Year, new job starts...

Hubby's new job has started off in full swing this new year. Son and I dropped him off last night at the companys new terminal. He met his trainer, who looks far younger than his actual age. When I first saw the trainer, I gasped and said "He is a kid"! Hubby has since assured me that said trainer has been in this profession for 13 years, is quite capable, and only looks like a child. Hub's will return Saturday evening.

Son is handling the "dad not home" thing fairly well. He is looking forward to getting back on his usual schedule of going to school. Winter break ends this week and he will return to class this Friday (yipee, whoo-hoo, a few hours to myself). Today he has a playdate with a Dutch/Austrian kid from playgroup. The kids mother is strangely fond of me (side note: When she found out I was once married to a German, but am now with a Mexican, she said "How is it that you changed cultures so easily? Germany and Mexico are so opposite". "Ah, exactly!", I replied. "I guess I didn't want the world to be so white bread".). She desperately desires my son to teach her son English. My son takes this all with a grain of salt. Something tells me that it'll be her son teaching my son German.

I have been doing tons of boring finishing work on all those knitted pieces I have promised pictures of. Really, I'll get those pictures up soon.

I have also been flirting with the idea of switching the blog to the new Blogger format. I am nervous that I'll lose all of my archives. Has that happened to anyone? I found that I need to switch, since I have been invited to some private blogs who use the new format and I can't access them using the old version.

Oh, and RD...I know that you are out there. Can you at least send an email and let me know what is going on with you??