Sunday, December 14, 2008

What about me?

Got this little meme from Truck Driver Wife. The colored ones represent what I have done. And per usual, I tag no one, but feel free to play along if you wish.

1. Started your own blog

2. Slept under the stars
3. Played in a band
4. Visited Hawaii
5. Watched a meteor shower
6. Given more than you can afford to charity
7. Been to Disneyland/world
8. Climbed a mountain
9. Held a praying mantis
10. Sang/played a solo

11. Bungee jumped
12. Visited Paris
13. Watched a lightning storm at sea (from the shoreline)
14. Taught yourself an art from scratch
15. Adopted a child
16. Had food poisoning
17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty
18. Grown your own vegetables

19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France

20. Slept on an overnight train

21. Had a pillow fight

22. Hitch hiked

23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill

24. Built a snow fort

25. Held a lamb

26. Gone skinny dipping

27. Run a Marathon
28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice

29. Seen a total eclipse

30. Watched a sunrise or sunset

31. Hit a home run

32. Been on a cruise
33. Seen Niagara Falls in person

34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors

35. Seen an Amish community

36. Taught yourself a new language

37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied
38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person

39. Gone rock climbing

40. Seen Michelangelo’s David

41. Sung karaoke

42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt
43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant
44. Visited Africa
45. Walked on a beach by moonlight

46. Been transported in an ambulance
47. Had your portrait painted
48. Gone deep sea fishing

49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person

50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris

51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling

52. Kissed in the rain

53. Played in the mud

54. Gone to a drive-in theater

55. Been in a movie

56. Visited the Great Wall of China

57. Started a business

58. Taken a martial arts class

59. Visited Russia
60. Served at a soup kitchen

61. Sold Girl Scout Cookie
62. Gone whale watching
63. Gotten flowers for no reason

64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma
65. Gone sky diving
66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp

67. Bounced a check (once too many times unfortunately)

68. Flown in a helicopter

69. Saved a favorite childhood toy

70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial

71. Eaten Caviar

72. Pieced a quilt

73. Stood in Times Square

74. Toured the Everglades

75. Been fired from a job
76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London

77. Broken a bone

78. Been on a speeding motorcycle
79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person
80. Published a book
81. Visited the Vatican

82. Bought a brand new car
83. Walked in Jerusalem
84. Had your picture in the newspaper
85. Read the entire Bible
86. Visited the White House
87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating

88. Had chickenpox

89. Saved someone’s life

90. Sat on a jury

91. Met someone famous

92. Joined a book club

93. Lost a loved one

94. Made a baby
95. Seen the Alamo in person

96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake
97. Been involved in a law sui

98. Owned a cell phone

99. Been stung by a bee s



Saturday, November 15, 2008

Excuse me, but I've been on Tour...


Guitar Hero World Tour, that is....

I had this birthday, eh, last month, and, eh turned 40. This was the gift that made me feel fine about being, eh, old. Cappy, you will get this for Christmas so I can feel even better when I kick your ass!!

Monday, October 13, 2008

Mr. Vog and Beanie take a trip!


To California!!! Mr. Vog and little Beanie flew out to San Francisco three weeks ago to attend Chris' funeral. They stayed a week, and as you can tell, despite the circumstances, they had fun. It was important to us that Beanie accompany Mr. Vog. We knew that her endlessly happy spirit would help to put a smile on everyone's faces. Plus, she got to meet her paternal grandparents for the first time, as well as 3 uncles, 1 aunt and many cousins.


Here they are with Papa A. riding his horse, Romeo, for the first time.
Bareback, even!!

Auntie B, Mr. Vog's sister owns an Old Time Photo Studio! Look how cute she made them look!!

Beanie expressing to her Dada that her bedtime past many hours ago. These photos were taken after 11pm! This one makes me laugh, because she looks so pissed and beautiful at the same time. The boa is a good touch.



No matter what, she always has a glint in her eye!

Thank you so much for the great photos, Auntie B! You are amazing!
Lots of love to you, and we think of you constantly!

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Vog Family Sadness...

Our Family mourns the unexpected loss of a much loved family member. We received word last night that Mr. Vog's nephew, Chris, was killed in a car accident in California. There have been many tears, mixed with disbelief, shock, and confusion. We wait on pins and needles for any information. At this point, it'll be Tuesday before there is a positive identification by the police and family. We are SO SAD.

Below are pictures of Chris, which are posted with much love from all of us in Michigan.

WE LOVE YOU CHRIS!!

Chris and his girlfriend at our wedding

Chris playing with his little cousins C and Z.
Chris and Mr. Vog after our wedding

Chris holding little Beanie. This is my favorite picture of him.

Chris holding his finger up to Beanie's toe.
And finally, the most important picture... Chris with his mother (Mr. Vog's sister), celebrating her 50th birthday last month.

Chris, you grew to be a great man.
xxoo


Thursday, August 14, 2008

Michael Phelps endorsing Ann Arbor and Visa.

As the Olympic stud, I mean, swimmer strokes his way to as many medals as humanly possible, lets take a peek as he wanders through the streets of Ann Arbor. Obviously, that cool Visa enabled phone is burning a hole in his pocket. The area featured is State Street, between Liberty and William. You'll notice Shaman Drum bookstore, and of course Amer's Deli. Listen close as he'll say "sammitch".

Sunday, July 27, 2008

Little Man- Troublemaker?!?

I'm such a mystery
As anyone can see
There isn't
Anybody else
Exactly quite
Like me'

And when
It's party time
Like 1999
I party by myself
Because I'm such
A special guy

I'm a troublemaker
Never been a faker
Doing things
My own way
And never giving up
I'm a troublemaker
Not a double taker
I don't have
The patience
To keep it
On the up

"Troublemaker" by Weezer

Little Man (LM) is my son. He is 6. When he was one, his favorite toys were flash cards. Our house was littered with ABC's and 123's. He would line them up in their proper order and say the letter names phonetically. He grouped numbers to 100, then by 2's, 3's, etc. He would go insane if you messed up their "order". Puzzles were fun one time only, all done correctly no matter how many pieces there were. He loved (and still loves) television, and would watch it only if the closed caption option was set on the set. He refused to speak until he was 2 1/2 years old. He spent over a year in speech therapy, from 18 months to 2 1/2 years. It did no good. He communicated using sign language that I taught him. He taught himself how to read at the age of 2. I knew he could speak, because he would read out loud to himself if he thought no one was in the room. I mentioned this to his speech therapist, she insisted to have him tested for autism. On his 2nd birthday, he took their autism test. I told the therapists that he didn't have autism, that he was just very smart. They told me I wasn't objective enough, I was his mother...what did I know? When the results came back, the report confirmed my opinion. He did not have autism, and that he exceeded the tests scale of 48 months. Yep, he showed them he was very smart. The systems only solution was to continue speech therapy, and I was told "have fun educating him". Uh-huh. Thanks for nothing. When LM decided to speak, he was 2 1/2, and he spoke in complete paragraphs. He hasn't shut up since.

On to education. He went off to pre-school and would read to the kids in his class. He drew elaborate pictures of the solar system, he socialized and had fun. They let him rule his roost. Sadly, kindergarten came and I watched him become sullen. He was convinced he had been placed in the wrong class, telling me and his teacher that he really needed to be in at least first grade. He didn't understand that he couldn't just move up to where he "needed to be". He questioned why I wasn't helping him convince the school that he was in the wrong place. Behind the scenes, I was helping him, I thought. I was in contact with the principle, his teacher, telling them he needed harder work to do. All they would focus on was his "aloofness", his "attitude", his "disrespect for authority and his peers". He was deemed a troublemaker, and spent most of his day in "time-out", and when that didn't show any positive results he was sent to the principles office. 4 times in the head of the schools office in one year, 3 of those times were between April-June. He had had enough, as did his teacher, the principle, and finally, me. Despite trying to be proactive from the very start of the year, my communications with his school dwindled down to me getting an earful from the principle about my parenting skills. NO ONE listened to me about how perhaps he was academically gifted, and was bored with their curriculum. I was told that "every child is gifted, and that our school district is challenging enough for his needs". Uh-huh. The last week of kindergarten, I started looking for a school that he would fit into. One that would not let him waste an entire year learning things he learned when he was 2 and 3. The day after kindergarten ended, he went to the University of Michigan School of Psychology where he took an IQ test. I resisted this type of testing, and only relented when it was a requirement for admissions to a gifted school in Ann Arbor. The test was supposed to take 2 hours. He completed it in 1 hour. The results again confirmed his skills. He is eligible to join Mensa. His score is higher than George W. Bush, and that isn't saying much for GW (nah-nah GW, your were beat out by a 6 year old). GW can't join Mensa. Mensa, in my opinion is over rated anyway. Unless they help provide grants for exceptional kids who need financial assistance for private schools, they are of no use to LM. He is not concerned with status.

He was accepted into a great school for gifted kids. It is a private school. The tuition is 1/3 of our household income per year. We applied for, and were granted a scholarship. We qualified for a full ride, but the schools budget only was able to give us 50%. I am now trying to find the other 50% any way I can. The school is willing to match any amount that is given to the school in my sons name. All monies collected will go to helping off set the remaining balance of his tuition. If anyone out there has any solutions for us in concerns of obtaining funding for LM's tuition, please let me know. If you, or anyone you know, is interested in helping an extremely gifted kid from a financially strapped family, reach his academic potential send me an email, or leave a comment. I am also open to any avenues of organizations who could assist. Bob C.- do you have any suggestions?? Finally, I will mention that LM has been promoted to SECOND GRADE. Yeah, the gifted school feels he's able to skip a grade! Go figure!

Saturday, July 12, 2008

"A Rivers Runs Through It..."

Thanks to Red wishing Mr. Cuomo a happy birthday, I now have a new band obsession. I never paid Weezer much attention. I heard their hits on the radio, read silly stories about Rivers (my favorite: he lost his wallet at a show, some fans found it and returned it to him... In appreciation, he gave them his Harvard student I.D. The fans promptly turned around and sold it on eBay for $2500.00) and that was as far as it went. After the visit to Red's blog, I began hearing some of their new songs on XM. Curious, I splurged and spent $9.99 of my iTunes gift card for the Red Album. I can't get the songs out of my head, I can't stop reading about Rivers- he is strangely fascinating, and I secretly wish I could invite him over so we could hang out... I am pathetic. Hubby rolled his eyes at me when I said, "If more people like Rivers were in my life, I might be more interested in people". It's true....

Here is my favorite song off of the Red Album. It is a fan photo compilation, since Weezer hasn't made a video for this song, yet. It's called "The Greatest Man That Ever Lived". All right then, back to my iPod.

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

The new computer has arrived.

I am back to speed with this fantastic new computer my mom gave me for an early birthday present. It is the first NEW computer I have ever owned. I love it. I will be back fairly soon with a new post about the recent death of my first boyfriend. I am still digesting the news, and the circumstances concerning it, but will have a regurgitation of my feelings about it sometime over the weekend.

Sunday, June 01, 2008

Oh, the weekend.

Another week has gone by without the internet. In some ways, it is good. No pressure to visit the blogs (though I do miss my blogmates who still stay in touch with me), no time wasted looking at stupid stuff that in reality is nothing but diversions to what I really should be doing.... I did miss the ability to use it as my endless source of reference to anything I need to look up. Important information like what is the songlist for Guitar Hero On Tour for the Nintendo DS, and has Dell lowered the prices on my ultimate new desktop which now needs to be purchased since the old PC has been given the death sentence from my trusty computer guru. Yeah, poor old system has suffered hardware issues created by suspected overheating. Looks like that great computer hutch my dad gave me wasn't allowing the computer to "breathe" like it needs too. Oh well.

Luckily, I have been able to borrow a laptop to get me by until some money comes my way for the new system. I am a great hermit, who rarely socializes due to my kids, ah that's an excuse...I have trimmed the fat of friends when I admitted to myself that I can't stand to expose myself to stupidness of others for long periods of time. My stupidness, well, I can deal with it just fine. Anyways...the friends that I do have around me are great people who never hesitate to lend a helping hand when it is needed. Thanks Fluffy, and Mikey for your assistance.

In other news, I am getting over my depression caused by the Detroit Pistons elimination in the Eastern Conference Basketball playoffs.

Hope all is well with my mates who remain...

Friday, May 23, 2008

Houston, we have a problem...

Hey everyone. Well, hi to those who still come around here.

My home PC is having some major problems, which need to be dealt with by someone who has greater computer experience than I am able to muster (please Mikey!! Help me soon!). I am using my hubby's laptop to write this post. Of course, this is his work laptop which leaves with him come Monday. So unless my computer guru feels really sorry for me, I'll be out of the loop here until hubby returns next week... Fuck, another week without the internet.

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Epcot emailed me...

These images were taken on the Spaceship Earth ride at Epcot. When you exit the ride, you see your smiling face on a huge projection screen. There are several computer kiosks that enable you to send the image to your home PC. How cool is that?

Saturday, April 12, 2008

We're back!


It was fun. More later, I am still recovering.

Sunday, April 06, 2008

Going on vacation.

Look! The entire Disney family has invited us to dinner, and we accepted! We are embarking on a 4 day 3 night adventure on Tuesday. Our first vacation since LittleMan was 10 months old. Ah, yeah, he'll be 6 on April 20, so its been a long time. I can't believe we are doing this. It'll be insane. I'll let you know how it all goes when we get back.

Sunday, March 16, 2008

CamieVision has returned!

In association with DrunkPunkTV,
CamieVision is pleased to present
her first video of 2008. Click and

ENJOY





(hey Dinners or Cappy...do you have a copy of my cartoon image? You know, the ones we used to use before our videos.... If so, could one of you email it to me? Thanks)

Friday, March 14, 2008

When I complete Guitar Hero 3, I'll move on to this...



Thanks go out to Fluffy, who found this little gem.

Sunday, March 09, 2008

My Dad.

This is a great picture of my Dad. Fluffy snapped it at Beanie's birthday gig. He'll be 73 this year. He looks so sweet here. So sweet, he couldn't even harm a possum...Or could he? I'll spare you all the "possum" story, as I am sure it is bound to offend very sensitive animal lovers. Let's just say, his beloved outdoor cat can rest assured that nothing will ever mess with its food and heated living conditions on my dads watch.

Friday, February 22, 2008

Oh, yeah...the party pictures...

Introducing Fairy Princess Barbie!

I honestly can't believe that I made this cake! As a child, I always hated Barbie. Now, I repent, with a Barbie cake for my girl. She LOVES dolls.


We take such great pictures, don't we? Here she is getting ready to throw the menu at her dad.

Beanie with her doll hating Mama...


The end of the party. Sadly, I have no cake smashing pictures. She wouldn't smash it! It even took forever trying to get her to pull the doll out of it. The cake footage is on the viddy camera, I'll try to lift some stills off of it. The boy on my lap is my "sister-wifes" son. We are stuffing our faces with Andes mints.

Next post: "Our first real family vacation"

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Beanie is ONE today!!

Crazy, beautiful girl!


Oh, so serious. Don't you love the hair doo!?! She doesn't. We can't say the word "hair" around her. If we do, she immediately takes out what ever hair accessory is in her hair. Speaking of hair, I think she needs another haircut soon.

I can't believe a whole year has passed. It doesn't seem possible. Oh, did I mention that she is walking all over the place now?? Nothing is safe.

I'll post more pictures of her party and the cake smashing business on Sunday. We are having the big event on Saturday evening.

Her birthday date is Feb.15! I started this post on the 14th, waited until after midnight to post it, and ended up with a date of Feb 14...

Happy Valentine's Day!


Nothing like some Heart Grenade Mittens to deck out ones hands on a cold Valentine's Day!

Pattern was obviously inspired by Green Day.

Friday, February 08, 2008

Geez! My fingers hurt!

"Mama, this sweater looks too small for me..."

"Yes, I know Beanie. I made it for your first birthday."

"Ah, mama, today is my 16th birthday/:

"I know. I just finished it. I guess I was too caught up playing Guitar Hero 3 when you were one."


Yes, my obsession with GH3 has now reached critical. I have discovered that I can connect that precious Wii to the internet via our WiFi network. That poor little girls sweater has hit the wayside.

"Okay kids, off to bed... Yeah, I know it is only 6pm, but mommy has a GH3 tournament to play..."

After I beat the game on easy, I got a little bored with it. I found medium too hard, wah-wah-wah, using four frets and all. When I realized I could hook up online and play against other people with lots of time on their hands I became an animal all over again. Medium it is. I practice and battle little dweebs all over the planet now. "Bulls on Parade"? No fucking problem, I roast you! Ooooh, slippin' in a little Killers? Take that, you 16 year old pansy! ZZ Top, you fucking fossil, I got that covered too!

Really, though. I am not that good. I routinely get my ass kicked late at night when the experts come out. Plus, it didn't help that I was stuck on battling Slash in my own game. Between a glitch in the program that locked the system up whenever I was winning, and the intense quickly developing pain in my knuckles it took me 2 days to crush him. LittleMan was actually the one who helped me by shouting out when to launch attacks on Slash. As Ron says, just a little bonding with my 5 year old over GH3 was all it took. Now, I can advance onward to the other songs in order to practice and continue my quest for greatness on the WFC circuit. So, if any of you are bored and want to battle me, email me your friend code, and I'll do the same so we can rock out. I know Cappy has a Wii, I am just waiting for him to get the game... Come on Cynnie, get your system going!!

Oh, yeah, that sweater...better get to it before my girl spawns a grandkid for me...

Thursday, January 31, 2008

Attention! Blogger birthday alert!!


Fluffy is 50!!!

Happy Birthday to you! Lots of love from the Vog Family!

Thursday, January 24, 2008

Oh, um, ah... Now back to CNN...

83% John Edwards
82% Barack Obama
81% Hillary Clinton
81% Chris Dodd
79% Bill Richardson
71% Mike Gravel
69% Joe Biden
65% Dennis Kucinich
49% Rudy Giuliani
42% John McCain
40% Tom Tancredo
39% Mike Huckabee
32% Mitt Romney
27% Fred Thompson
23% Ron Paul

2008 Presidential Candidate Matching Quiz

Monday, January 21, 2008

Click, click, click goes the sound of knitting needles

Here are a couple of things that have come off the needles recently.

Target Wave mittens, from the book "Knitting Nature" by Norah Gaughan.
Interesting to knit, though the pattern had a little errata issue in the thumb gusset. Of course, I didn't catch it until the mittens were done. And, in normal Camie fashion, I was too discouraged to even rip it out and do it over. They are knit in Alpaca.
A certain, lovely blogmate received these for Christmas.

Below: A hexagon scarf, also from the "Knitting Nature" book. This is knit in Baby Alpaca. Obviously, I love Alpaca. If I had more room in my backyard, I would own a Llama!

By now, I have completed the 3rd hexagon...


Next, I will be starting Little Beanie's 1st Birthday sweater. It is also from the "Knitting Nature" book... It is called Turbulence U Neck. The yarn should be arriving this week. I chose a nice lilac color, since she looks so great in purple. The pattern, has been modified from an adult pattern. I hope I modified it correctly.... Because, as you can see from the mittens, I hate ripping things out.

Turbulence U-Neck
Photo: courtesy of Knit-picks

Saturday, January 05, 2008

Camie's High School Musical...

Dear Santa,
This is Camie, from Ann Arbor, Michigan. I wanted a podcast of my very own from my favorite, loverly, big-hearted softy from Middlesex...and a stick, unless you have any extra grenade launchers...but I'll take the podcast first...

I love you Santa Dinner's!

xxoo

Camie

This is the comment I left on Dinners Blog. If you ever listen to his podcasts, you'll get the joke of the comment. I have been eagerly anticipating this podcast. What a great way to start my New Year. Ever since Dinners and Cappy started doing podcasts, they have been the only musical entertainment allowed in my vehicle and Mr. Vog's BigRig.

Camie's High School Musical-the Podcast!

The content of this podcast is extensive. I give Dinners a lot of credit for taking the time to find the songs, since some are very obscure. They are songs that I listened too while attending high school in a nice upper middle class community outside of Flint, Michigan. This was during the late '80's, and Flint was plummeting into a desolate, industrial wasteland. Auto factories were closing, business around the factories closed, people were losing everything they had. Being in the suburbs, with a father whose job was safe from demise thanks to high seniority at the "plant", I was sheltered from the ugliness of job loss and despair. But living in a white bred society causes its own dissonance. I began hanging out in Flint with punks from all over the area. Mayhem was the norm. Breaking into abandoned buildings, skating parking structures used during Flints thriving times, underage drinking in bars that served us because we were the only ones in the area with money. The music I listened to, and the friendships I forged during that time have in some ways made me who I am as a person today.

I hope you all enjoy the tunes as much as I do.

Thanks again, Dinners! I love you, man!