- J-Vo's overnight belly bloop. New Vo is now visible!
- A-Vo's memorization of and obsession with "Hark the Herald Angels Sing," causing a near-reenactment of the famous scene in "It's a Wonderful Life" in which George Bailey flips out when his daughter plays it on the piano for the 900,00th time.
- K-Di's (my sister) critique of my dad's new hat: "It's nice...it's not my favorite....actually it's kind of horrible."
- A-Vo's reaction to a suggestion that she wear a Santa hat: "It's not pink!"
- We saw not 1, but TWO movies IN THE THEATER! That makes THREE in 1 month's time!
Monday, December 31, 2007
Saturday, December 22, 2007
For the past 2 1/2 years, I've been fighting the inevitable pull of the "mommy purse." Up until 2 weeks ago, I insisted on carrying around my small, stylish black purse that holds little more than my wallet and keys. HOwever, since A-Vo has become a potty-using machine, I've had to start carrying around extra clothes, socks, Hello Kitty underwear, and a plastic bag in case of accidents. This extra supply does not fit in my cute purse. So I've had to upgrade to the big mommy bag.
Sigh. I'm still cool, right??
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Which leads me to my next topic: how is it that the Marquette Golden Warriors were forced by the PC police to change their mascot to the Golden Eagles, while the Washington Redskins remain the same??? A golden warrior is a generic description of a fighter. "Redskin" is DEROGATORY. Go figure.
Monday, December 10, 2007
Saturday, December 8, 2007
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
They are especially dumb when one is a salaried employee (i.e. NOT paid by the hour).
So you can imagine the surprise I had when I was told by the Human Resources chick that I had to fill one out biweekly. She handed me this 8 x 11" card, with many complex rows, columns, abbreviations, and no clear instructions. So I asked her, "How do I fill this out?" With a blank stare on her face she replied, "Um, it's a timecard. You just fill it out." Ohhhhhhhhh.
So I "just filled it out." And apparently, despite my 13 years of higher education, did it incorrectly and have since been subject to many frenzied, panicked phone calls from various accounting offices exclaiming over whether or not I was going to do it right the next time.
Because god forbid that someone who is automatically paid to work 32 hours per week notate said hours incorrectly on a timecard that looks like it was printed in 1937. And god also forbid her employer from demonstrating the secret hospital timecard language upon hiring.
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Either that or there's a whole new generation of young'uns who watch Beauty and the Geek, but has never heard its theme song, and is looking to ME to enlighten them as to its title.
It's Opportunities, kids. Let's make lots of money!
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Friday, November 16, 2007
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Your Student User ID is:
- The first 3 letters of your first name (see your time card)
- Your birth month and day (4 digits)
- The last 4 digits of your Social Security Number
If you really need to refer to your time card for the first 3 letters of your first name, perhaps employment at this facility is not in your best interest at this time....
Monday, November 12, 2007
What do I want to hear on the ACMATT station ? I want to hear Josh Groban belting out "O Holy Night." I want to hear "Jingle Bell Rock," "Feliz Navidad" by Jose Feliciano, and "Rockin' around the Xmas Tree." In other words, the old favorites.
I do NOT want to hear:
the Trans-Siberian Orchestra
Michael Bolton murdering "I'll be Home for Christmas"
Jingle Bells played on the banjos
OR cheesy light rock favorites the station is trying to pass off as pseudo-holiday music, such as:
Hands, by Jewel
From a Distance, by Bette Midler, which may well be one of the worst songs ever written.
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Thursday, November 8, 2007
So, in summary:
Accessing your patient's labs and other info: figure it out yourself.
Checking your email: don't even ask unless you've completed the training course.
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
I guess I could send a big shout-out to the chap in Ontario who found my blog by searching Google for "find used pantyhose." Sure don't want to know why he was searching for THAT.
Saturday, October 27, 2007
I found them and will sprinkle choice selections from them from time to time. But here are some other things that I found:
1) the 90210 picture of me, Towwas, DMcG, and R-Val.
2) Jolly Time pogs.
3) A sign than says "Booty" with an arrow, clearly made by me but I cannot for the life of me remember for what reason.
4) A picture of me drawn by my sister, in which I am "b*tching about breadsticks."
5) the scorecard from a massive Scrabble beatdown: J-Vo vs. Dr. Feelgood, final score 329-206.
and, my personal favorite:
a postcard from J-Bru from Australia, with a postscript added by Towwas, that reads, "You are such a f*king wh*re- everybody knows you down here as the biggest sl*t in the universe."
So, I present to you, the first Vo family blog foot picture. T-Vo is still Crocless. We'll see how long that lasts. Note the cool "Charter Communications" buttons on mine. Needless to say, I probably won't be wearing these too many places.
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
An artistic, yet still anonymous picture of Mother and Child Vo.
In case any of you are wondering how the potty training is going, let me tell you this:
A-Vo can hold her pee. And she does it only while she sits on the potty, b/c godDAMN if she's going to let it out over that death trap.
On Mommy? Yes.
In bed? Yes.
All over the bathtub? Of course.
In the potty? Dear god, no way!
Friday, October 19, 2007
Monday, October 15, 2007
From Sebastian Bach, former lead singer of Skid Row:
"When somebody tells me that I'm rockin' too hard, I'm like, 'You're f*king RIGHT I'm f*king rockin' too hard!!"
Because you can substitute any verb for "rock" and it's still awesome.
Sunday, October 14, 2007
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Monday, October 8, 2007
Sunday, October 7, 2007
Here is what you see immediately upon entering said store:
It's the wall o' Roll Your Own Tobacco Products!
As you turn right, before you get into the produce section, you find yourself in the:
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
Makes me wonder where the Bad Time Tour will take you. To hell in a handbasket, perhaps?
Monday, October 1, 2007
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Thursday, September 27, 2007
So I asked her, "What are you drawing?"
She replied, "Elmo and Erica." (Ed. note: 2 of her toys).
I said, "Oh, what are they doing?"
And she said, "They're just chillin'."
My daughter is the BEST!
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
At any rate, he commented on how nobody buys CD's anymore and how I am losing hipness. My reply: if you can get 2 CD's for 97 cents (without having to buy 6 more selections at regular club prices in the next year, with nothing more to buy EVER!) it beats the snot out of paying 99 cents for 1 measly song. Duh!
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Saturday, September 22, 2007
Friday, September 21, 2007
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Monday, September 17, 2007
And being honest and bringing this to people's attention for rectification is a ginormous pain in the ass.
G-d me and my g-d honesty and g-d need to set a g-d good example for my child!
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Fast forward to last night, when I was using said book to study for my board exam and came across my PG-rated marginalia. Hilarity ensued.
I've decided to go through our bookshelves and write similar comments on random pages for future enjoyment. After all, who WOULDN'T find a scrawled "fartface" on a page of Gone With the Wind funny?
Apparently, they come from Canada, were brought to the States to be exhibited in zoos, and then escaped and started mating and migrating all over the place.
I don't like them. They look like little black skunks running across our front yard.
Thursday, September 13, 2007
Just so you know.
So to combat this, I feel that I must expound upon the disaster that we all know as...Britney Spears. What to say that hasn't been said since this past Sunday? Well, clearly she was under the mistaken impression that bribing a man to marry you and shooting out his babies will make all your problems and unhappiness and bipolar disorder which I swear she has go away. And also that you have to practice your talents to keep them. And you can't drink 10 Red Bulls a day at 110 calories a pop and not see an ounce.
Monday, September 10, 2007
But last night's was pretty much awesome...after about 15 or 20 minutes of pure silence, leading us to think she was asleep, we hear this bellowing emanate from the baby monitor:
"I CHECK E-MAIL REAL QUICK!!!!"
And then more silence.
She must have had a lot of messages to read.
Saturday, September 8, 2007
To summarize our moving experience:
1) Comcast sucks.
2) College students nowadays watch way too much TV. Don't whine about your student loans when you're spending over $100/month on cable. Back in my day, I watched Melrose Place once a week and liked it.
3) Movers rule.
4) Movers rule even more when they pack all your stuff for you and somebody else pays for it.
5) Honesty is the best policy, even though it's sometimes a huge pain in the ass.
6) The McFlurryTM is nowhere near as good as the BlizzardTM.
7) No work for me until 11/6!!!
Monday, September 3, 2007
Anybody want a free couch? It's sitting on the curb right now.
So this is the Vo List of Garage Sale Do's and Don'ts:
1) Sell for 1 day and 1 day only.
2) Price your items to move, except for the books. The books will go quickly anyway, so why not make some cash.
3) Be ready with EVERYTHING out and priced 30 minutes before your sale is scheduled to start, so the hardcore G salers can pick you clean.
4) Don't bargain with women who make comments on how clearly the clothes you're selling were from before you had your baby. You call me fat, you don't get any discounts.
Sunday, September 2, 2007
Holy crap. You have experienced nothing until you've thrown a good old American garage sale.
First, we made the the cardinal mistake of not having everything out and ready well before the publicized time of the sale. By 10 after 9, the hordes of vultures had descended upon our humble offerings and begun cleaning us out. T-Vo had to make a mad dash inside to find more stuff to sell, as we began to fall victim to the "drive-bys"....or the hard-core G salers who drive by the sale, gauge the goods from the road, and keep on going if the spread you've put out is not deemed adequate.
So Tim became the "stager," or the one who made our layout more aesthetically pleasing. I was the salesperson. Together, we were a lethal combination of garage sale bad-assitude who not only 1) broke even, 2) cleared $150, but 3) cut loose several large and ugly pieces of furniture, a 25 y/o TV, a VCR, a microwave, an air conditioner, and a FRICKIN' MANUAL PUSH MOWER.
Monday, August 27, 2007
2) master cheesemonger
3) celebrity manipulator
and now, the latest addition:
One of A-Vo's favorite games is to request that I sing a song on whatever random topic she chooses. Sometimes, I can sing an actual song. Most of the time, I make it up on the fly.
"Mama, sing racecar!"
"Mama, sing animal crackers!"
"Mama, sing swimsuit!"
and on and on...
It was like 2 feet long. With fangs. Dripping venom. And beady red eyes.
I hate bats.
Sunday, August 26, 2007
I just watched High School Musical.
Yes, I fell victim to the hype. I had to witness with my own eyes the whirlwind of cheeseball Disney pop culture that is taking America by storm.
I am so drenched in Disney wholesomeness right now that I think if I drop any F-bombs in the next 24 hours that I might have a seizure.
I'm not even really sure if I liked it, or not.
It's like eating at Applebee's when you go Europe. You just don't do it.
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Did I mention that I have 5 more days of work there? Ever?
Monday, August 20, 2007
"I just think it's really ignorant not to like somebody just because of their personality!!!"
Because it would be SO much better if she didn't like her because she was fat, poor, or non-white.
Friday, August 17, 2007
I'm celebrating by enjoying a rip-roaring, florid, fulminant case of acute-on-chronic senioritis. This means that I roll into work as late as possible, leave as early as possible, and when I'm here, I do as little as possible. I'm also violating rules and procedures wherever I can - what are they going to do? Fire me?
Today's infraction was a triple-threat violation of the dress code. I am wearing open-toed shoes and capri pants without stockings (yes, my employer requires that you wear stockings at all times. Even if you are wearing capri pants, which is like the dumbest look of all time. That's my Craphole!), and I am not wearing my ID. If I was was really going to do some violatin', I would've doused myself in 12 tons of perfume and stopped at the nail salon to get some >3/4" acrylic talons applied to my nails to complete the look. Maybe I'll save that one for my last day.
Thursday, August 16, 2007
Sunday, August 12, 2007
I'm totally amused by DVD extras...e.g. deleted scenes and alternate endings. My take on these is that there is a reason these were deleted in the first place...i.e., they suck.
I hope all of you grammar nerds out there appreciate my correct usage of both e.g. and i.e. all in the same paragraph. Next thing you know, I'm going to bust out with "imply" and "infer," correctly, and in the same sentence!
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
Guilt can only go so far, though. A-Vo wears disposable diapers and I am TOTALLY fine with that. Yeah.
Thursday, August 2, 2007
1) There are about 8 of you.
2) We are satisfied with our health insurance.
3) Premade sandwiches at the gas station are scary.
4) If I were to serve you a sausage buffet, it should include bratwurst and Polish sausage.
Now for the next question...what totally made-up expression should I try to popularize using my powerful position as super-blogger? (think "major," or "MAY-jah" a la Posh)
Wednesday, August 1, 2007
Saturday, July 28, 2007
Yep, a whole coloring book dedicated to great lawyers in history.
We did not get that one.
Other A-Vo isms:
halicious = hilarious
shootit = swimsuit
cupchip = ketchup
mussen = mustard
happy toot toot = happy birthday to you
shabbat shalom = exactly what it sounds like
Hopefully, Grrbearm you find this slightly more amusing than The Family Circus.
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Recipe for Easy Lobster Blah Blah Blah:
1st ingredient: 2 live lobsters.
EXCUSE ME! If you have to kill the animal you are about to cook, it automatically disqualifies the recipe from inclusion in the fast! easy! fresh! section.
- the people we saw over the weekend feeding their toddler sugar from sugar packets off of the table at Applebee's.
- the family who dishes out the food at dinner and then each member takes his or her plate to a different room to eat it in front of a different TV. True story. Met them today. Yep. Mmm-hm.
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
I'd love to meet and join the nameless, faceless hordes of evildoing Hollywood hangers-on whom Britney, Paris, and Lindsay are all blaming for their recent bad behavior. "Blah blah blah in with the wrong crowd blah blah being taken advantage of blah blah blah not my true friends blah blah they make me dance naked on the bar at Pure and then pay for dinner." HEY! I'd like a piece of that action. I'd be a great entourage member and wouldn't whine ONCE about being taken to the Geisha House twice in 1 week and only having a pink Sidekick gifted to me instead of the Swarovski-encrusted one.
Saturday, July 14, 2007
So, why read (or write, for that matter) a book about the books you SHOULD be reading? Go read one of those books.
I could give 2 flying rats' asses about you moving to the US. the way I see it- the only upside to you moving here is to possibly help Katie Holmes escape from Scientology enslavement while paying taxes in America's highest tax bracket to help support graduate medical education and Medicaid. So please, try to keep a low profile because I'm sick to death of both of you "wannabes."
Dear Nick and Vanessa,
If you don't want people taking distasteful pictures of you, then don't have sex outside.
Just a thought.
The name is:
SPOD (Sluts PO'd About Darfur)/
Thanks to all who voted! Check out the next poll, in honor of Michael Moore.
Saturday, July 7, 2007
Thursday, July 5, 2007
For those of you not from the Midwest, the bratwurst is the world's greatest grilling sausage and arguably the best competitor in the Milwaukee Brewers' wiener race.
Tuesday, July 3, 2007
Sunday, July 1, 2007
"' I want to help!" my daughter offers. They're words that should make any star-chart keeper proud, but at dinnertime, when all I want is 10 minutes to pan-fry a fish while my children brief me on the day's events (is that really so much to ask?), the phrase sends me spiraling into a panic."
GodDAMN if they don't describe my life right down to a T!
Saturday, June 30, 2007
- my cell phone meeting its maker in Lake Diabetes Camp.
- being told by an 8-year-old that I looked like I was "um, about 37?"
- striving to maintain an even level of hipness between myself and the 19 y/o counselors (the key? flip-flops.)
- driving the OAM reunion flip-flops to their early demise as a result.
- watching these crazy counselors do this weird, synchronized line dance to "Love Shack". So weird that I haven't seen anyone ever do that, having been actually alive when the song was first popular, but being told by one of the counselors that "it's been around FOREVER! Like, since I was in middle school!" Which, according to my calculations, was around 2001.
- sore fingers from testing OTHER people's blood sugars. Because THAT makes a lot of sense.
- finding out that camp songs have not changed at all in 20 years (I said a BOOM chicka boom!"
- Being named "Best looking in a fanny pack" as my camper award.
Sunday, June 24, 2007
That is so wrong on so many levels, I don't even know where to begin.
Friday, June 22, 2007
Thursday, June 21, 2007
He replied, "You'd probably be dead."
"No offense!" he added helpfully.
"None taken!" I said, thinking, "damn, that's probably true!" If I hadn't fallen off a cliff, I probably would've been plowed over by a horse.
Which led me to think about all the other reasons why, in 1800, I probably wouldn't have lived until the ripe old age of 32:
- at least 1 of my many childhood Strep throat infections would have caused endocarditis.
- Probably would've come down with mastoiditis from 1 of my 10 zillion childhood ear infections.
- I don't think they had emergency C-sections in 1800!
With all the hullabaloo about the American health care system, you still gotta appreciate that's it's good to be in the here and now.
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Monday, June 18, 2007
Hoo-boy! I'm one of America's TOP physicians! I must be SMART. But let's look into this a bit further....how ever did I qualify for this honor (I know, I know, you're all saying how would I NOT qualify, but let's explore, shall we?)?
My experience: none. I'm still in training.
My training: still ongoing.
My professional associations: I belong to 3, only 2 of which I'm actually active in.
My board certification: yep, did that, along with probably 2 or 3 thousand other people that year.
What a prestigious honor that has been bestowed on me. I hope I can live up to the expectations placed upon one of America's Top Physicians! And for only the low, low price of $229 + shipping and handling, I can purchase a personalized plaque to hang in my office, to proudly proclaim far and wide how amazing I truly, truly am.
I think this must be the medical version of the Council on Foreign Relations.
Please post all congratulatory comments, accolades, etc. belowL
Sunday, June 17, 2007
Sunday, June 10, 2007
ANd has everyone forgotten that this woman's profession is to pretend to be someone else? Do we even know who she IS? Gah!
Thursday, June 7, 2007
1) who uses encyclopedias anymore?
2) what DOCTOR uses an encyclopedia? Do my fellows MD's often need to write book reports on the Philippines? It's not like I walk around the ward saying, "hm, what's the pathophysiology of autoimmune hypoparathyroidism? I think I'll look it up in the encyclopedia!"
Waste of cash, I think.
"She's like, so whatever!"
Oh SNAP! No you di-int! Next she'll be hurling such epithets as "cotton-headed ninny-muggins." (name the movie, win a dollar!)
I shouldn't make fun of that- too much. I still talk like that.
Friday, June 1, 2007
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
But the bitter irony is when the tide turns, and you grow up, get responsible, and then reproduce- what then becomes important is how early things open. You get up at the BCD (butt crack of dawn) with your little bundle of joy and need to get out of the house, so the fact that the grocery store opens at 6 and Target at 8 AM is money in the bank. And damn Blockbuster and the mall all to hell for having the audacity to open at 10!
Monday, May 28, 2007
Saturday, May 26, 2007
- the line ~15 people deep at Cinnabon at 5 PM, waiting to eat their daily serving of nasty, trans-fat crap. Or if you want cold, hard facts, this:
Cinnabon®, Classic Cinnabon roll
Measurement: 1 roll
Calories: 730 cal.
Protein: 0 g.
Fat: 24 g.
Carbohydrates: 114 g.
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
I call it "Suburban Rebellion." Note: this is not my car, although A-Vo and I did go all Thelma and Louise yesterday on the way back from MHS....we drove on a technically-closed county road because we didn't feel like taking the detour. See what I mean about tough-ass broads?
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
"In fact, Jolie's preference would be to raise the children without a nanny. 'Angelina is controlling, especially with things that are dear to her, and she doesn't like the idea of another person raising her kids.'"
So instead of *a* nanny, she instead hired FOUR.
And the breaking AJ news of the day...she's taking a year off of acting. Well, that is, after she finishes shooting her current movie, she'll spend 2 months promoting the next one coming out, and then will shoot ANOTHER flick, and THEN she'll take that year off.
Monday, May 21, 2007
Don't any of you forget that the Vo women are
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
Be prepared to say goodbye to:
Hey Jealousy- Gin Blossoms (um, anything by GB, for that matter)
No Rain- Blind Melon
What's Going On- 3 Non Blondes
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
It especially annoys me when people hit the brakes when they see a cop at the side of the road 2 miles ahead. And not just tapping the brakes, but I mean a full-out slowdown to 40 miles an hour. Um, excuse me....yes, cops do pull you over and give you a ticket when you are driving too fast, but they do NOT pull you over and give you a gift certificate or a cookie if you are driving slower than the posted speed limit. .
Monday, May 14, 2007
So T-Vo and I watched said movie last weekend. Quite a good flick, and one with many a moral message, such as the following:
In 1 scene, Idi Amin throws a party, and one of his attendees is his personal physician, Dr. Garrigan. Dr. Garrigan is bumming that night, so the good Idi provides him with not 1, but 2 prostitutes for his entertainment. However, Dr. G makes a fatal mistake by forgoing the hookers and instead decides to nail one of Idi's wives. Needless to say, its ends badly.
Which leads to the moral message:
Never look a gift whore in the mouth.
Friday, May 11, 2007
In other news today, I'm having a moral crisis: I can't figure out who I hate more- Angelina Jolie, or Paris Hilton. Both have more money than God, but 1 is more altruistic, even if her motives are less than pure. But I think that neither actually believes the rules apply to them.
Thursday, May 10, 2007
He is dead to me right now.
Thankfully, this was this day after I got carded at the grocery store buying beer, so it didn't hurt as much as it could have.
- TV Guide
- E! Online
You'd think that if they really wanted to make a committed effort to decreasing wasted work time, the first 2 on the list would be summarily banned for life.
Monday, May 7, 2007
The other day, I logged on to look for a song I wanted to download. It was listed under the "Just For You" heading as a suggestion of something I might like.
"huh." I thought, and went on with my day.
Then the next day, it happened again, only with a song I had downloaded 2 days earlier from a eMusic.
I'm afraid that next iTunes is going to start talking to me, and then after that will start calling itself "Skynet" and launch a counteroffensive aimed at wiping out all of mankind. Thank god Arnold Schwarzenegger is governor!
Sunday, May 6, 2007
Saturday, May 5, 2007
As I said to T-Vo, "What, do they have a breakfast buffet?"
Because god forbid that children in American not be able to play video games and eat pizza at 9 AM on Saturdays!!
Sunday, April 29, 2007
- shredded 4-cheese Mexican blend
- string cheese
- queso blanco
- Australian cheddar
- cream cheese
- shredded Co-Jack
- deli-style sliced Co-Jack
- deli-style sliced Provolone
- Fancy Nacho and Taco blend
- shredded 6-cheese Italian
- garlic and herb gournay cheese
- onion-flavored pasteurized cheese spread
Friday, April 27, 2007
"Worried that you might graduate as just as big of nerd as you were when you started OAM? Don't worry- our alumni homewrecker quotient is on par for the national average of other small liberal colleges. You are guaranteed a future of getting some, no matter what!"
"Help me in my ongoing battle against the evildoers that surround me."
Can't argue with that one.
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
"During the agriculturally bleak months, you see magazines and TV chefs offering advice on how to doctor up your vegetables to make them more appealing not only to your children but to you.
Who among us has not broiled mealy midwinter plum tomatoes with that "dusting of sugar?" "
Who hasn't, indeed? Gawd!
Saturday, April 21, 2007
Have your fun now, little one! Embarrass me now!!! Give it your best shot, because before you know it, I'll be chaperoning your senior prom while wearing a hippie Ecuadorian skirt, black socks with Tevas, unshowered, doing the cabbage patch, running man, and worm while yelling "I'M A-VO'S MOM!!!" at the top of my lungs.
Sunday, April 15, 2007
So, about 4 days later, we collected our diapers and went on our way- none the worse for the wear, but certainly having lost faith in the sanctity of the express lane.
One Friday night, as T-Vo and I were preparing to go to bed at 10 PM, T-Vo commented to me about how unhip we have become. But oh no! I refuse to give up on being hip. Just because I might go to bed early a time or 2 does not mean that the coolness ship has sailed. Read below as to why we're still hip:
1) I can tell you the first and middle names of both of Britney Spears' children.
2) While I might not have ever been to Les Deux, Area, Hyde, or Chateau Marmont, I do know that they are seriously hip clubs in LA.
3) While I might not have ever worn Dolce and Gabbana, Juicy Couture, or Seven Jeans, I do know that they Hot Items to own by LA's A-list.
4) My I-pod contains songs by Guster, Gomez, and Amy Winehouse. This one counts for 2, huh?
5) I have a Razr phone (granted, it is not encrusted with Swarovski crystals, but it still rocks).
6) Anna has a shirt that says, "My mommy is a rock star."
7) T-Vo has a 2-door car, and neither of us own a minivan or an SUV.
8) We saw Babel and thought that it was derivative.
9) I use words like "derivative" and "factotum."
10) T-Vo's 22 y/o brother actually enjoys hanging out with us (well, he might be pretending just so that he can play with his favorite niece...hmmm).
So, yeah. Still hip, suckaz! Domesticity will never suck the hipness out of THIS family!
11) Note the usage of "Suckaz." Seriously, seriously, mad dope hip!
Saturday, April 14, 2007
What the frick frackin' F man? The B-52's are NOT oldies!!!!
I have half a mind to compose a strongly worded letter regarding their choice of programming.
Friday, March 30, 2007
Friday, March 23, 2007
Sunday, March 18, 2007
- breakfast burritoes
- breakfast pizza
- and, my personal favorite, breakfast stromboli.
Friday, March 2, 2007
In other news (not under the skankalicious heading), A-Vo dressed up as an 80's punk rock superstar for costume day at her daycare yesterday. Can you say, "hippest mom EVER?"
Thursday, February 15, 2007
What the F, man?
1) What does "going out like a blister in the sun" have to do with panko-crusted cod fillets from Wendy's?
2) Hello, sellout!
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
And as a bonus tip, don't call your doctor's office in a panic at 3 PM on a Friday, demanding that your prescription refill get called in immediately b/c you are all out of your pills. Guess what, loser? You were running out all week long! What failed to tip you off- the nearly empty bottle, or the line that said, "NO REFILLS?"
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
What kind of a doctor are you?
Me: an endocrinologist.
Long pause. Blank stare. Huh?
Me: a hormone doctor.
Medium pause. No change in stare. Eh?
Me: Sigh. A diabetes doctor.
Oh. Then the inner voice says, "well, you are of no use to me, then!"
What makes this conversation exceptionally painful is when it's one my patients who asks me this.
Sunday, February 11, 2007
Yesterday, I was carrying A-Vo in from the car. It is winter and it is ICY. My foot slipped out from underneath me. Rather than drop and seriously injure my child, I held her up, ready to have myself take the fall and her land on top of me, rather than driveway. This is in direct contrast to Brit, who slipped while holding her child and carrying a beverage, and made the executive decision to save the coffee (Save the coffee, save the world?) and let the chips (or baby) fall where they may. Thank god for bodyguards!!!
And _I_ didn't even end up falling. I rule!
Wednesday, February 7, 2007
This blog marks the continuing progress of the Vo family into the 21st century. Last week: high-speed internet. This week: blog. Next week: webcam?????? Doubtful. Then I'd have to pay attention to how I look.
So, a few things to guide you through my world as notated in said blog:
T-Vo: my husband
A-Vo: my daughter
Utopia: where I live
Ghetto: where I work
OAM: where I went to college
All right, so that being said, let the blogging begin....