Damn My Life Is Exciting.

As I told you earlier this week I have been Furminating my cats when they let / tolerate me. I have to back track a bit here, I do not have a furminator. I in fact have a Shed Ender. Semantics, I know. Basically the same thing, only the Shed Ender can only be used with your right hand as you can only shed end with the tool facing one direction. I feel that perhaps the Furminator is the new and improved version of the Shed Ender.

I felt I should share with you the fruits of my stalking / labor. Now mind you these little piles of fur don't look like much on their own....but....I've been Shed Ending them since Monday night and have been disposing of the piles as I've gone along. So if you will, use your imagination and picture about sixteen of these little piles.
This could explain why I have a lint roller the size of Las Vegas.
I was taking pictures of the fur piles when TM said...
" You're taking pictures of fur piles ? What part of sane does that speak to ? "
I dunno, I never claimed to be sane.

This is the Little Rat's pile of fur.

It sort of feels like bunny fur when you pick it up.

And yes, I did vacuum the rug afterward.

This is Chablis's little fur pile.

She seems to enjoy our little shed ending sessions.

Most of the time she acts all gangsta tough with me, but

deep down she is really a sensitive soul.

I've been on vacation all week. I have really enjoyed doing absolutely nothing. Although I have tried to keep myself busy.

I've made some really delish food this week.

I went shopping with Molly ( Hi Molly! )

I went to the grocery store.

I got a tattoo......just kidding, wanted to see if you were paying attention. hehe

TM and I might have some sort of a day trip this weekend.

Well...onto the Sox. They dropped all three games to the Spanks.

I can't even talk about it.

Too depressing.

I bought THIS for the wee one. I thought this was adorable. I had bought the two piece set of them earlier this week. And now I have the night gown.....

XXOO

Bunny

Self Portrait Thursdays.

I never said that self portrait had to be of my face. This is my blog and I make the rules here.
Anyways, notice that my hair is in a pony ? This is a major accomplishment for me. I've resisted the urge to cut my hair ( beyond a trim ) for a very long time now.

Onto other news: The Sox seem to have a PhD in suck these days. Their pitchers are leaving them in the game but they just can't get enough runs in. Which I can't really understand since the Spanks pitching has been shaky at best.
They lost again last night.
Bleech.
Today is Curt Schilling v. Chen Ming Wang.
Oh man, this is getting harder and harder lately......CLAP CLAP CLAP !! LETS GO SOX !! WOOHOO !!!!!

Oh yeah, this guy.......GAY GAY GAY !


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Update:

Reason # 1258 why I hate the Yankees.

During last night's game an employee of Yankee Stadium approached

Terry Francona to inquire if he was wearing his MLB regualtion jersey underneath his

sweatshirt. ( He was )

Not peculiar by itself, however, the employee asked Tito

WHILE MR VALTREX JETER WAS ATTEMPTING TO STEAL SECOND !

They were attempting to divert Tito's attention so Jeter

could steal second !

The Yankees are total ass clowns.

Total.
Assclowns.

XO
Bunny

Taa Daaaaa !!!!!!!!

We've officially been pimped ! Yes folks, we are the proud owners of a brand-spanking new grill ! ( cue dramatic music here ) WooHoo !
The seasonal items ( i.e. grills ) were finally on sale / clearance at Targey. TM put it together in the house and last night I helped him move it to the porch. ( I swear the porch is going to fall right the hell down one day ....) Before we could put it outside we had to put the old grill under the deck ( it is going to the dump on Saturday). I felt we should have said a few words, you know - like a grill eulogy - but TM looked at me like I was nuts-o. I started to hum what I thought was Taps, but it came out The Wedding March.....I'm a ditz, I know.
I did manage to get in a few words on our way down the stairs though ;-)
Now my hubby can get down to the business of being the Jedi grill master that he is.
So lets all admire our new grill, shall we ?

Oooooooohhh!!!!

Aaaahhhhh !!

In other news; The Sox lost to the Spanks last night. Dice-K did a great job of keeping them in the game but they just could not get runs in. It was a tie game until the Dice man gave up a two run homer to Johnny Damon.

Tonight it is Josh Beckett ( Commander Kick A$$ of the F*ck Yeah Brigade ) vs. Roger Clemens.

So CLAP CLAP CLAP ....LETS GO SOX !! WOOOHOOO!!!!

BTW, lately I've been obsessed with my furnimator. I've been stalking my cats ( how the tables turn...) and furmitating them. Crazy amounts of fur come off of them. Perhaps I'll post about this another time.

Keepin' it real.

XO

Bunny

Cause I'm Free - Free Fallin' !!!!

The Spanks are now 8 games back of the Red Sox. E.I.G.H.T. Games. They continued their free fall in AL east standings with this little gem of a game last night.
I'm loving the Detroit Tigers right about now..........the Spanks looked like the freakin Bad News Bears last night. Seriously.
The Sox now have the best record in MLB !!!!! Not just in their division, in THE ENTIRE MLB !!!
Like I said in yesterday's post, the Sox and Spanks have a three game set starting tonight.
I have a feeling that my Sox are primed and ready to bring their A game to the Bronx tonight.
So - lets get ready for Dice-K and crew to begin the ass kicking festival tonight @ 7:05 PM.
See you there !

SO CLAP CLAP CLAP !! LETS GO SOX !!! WOOOHOOO !!!!

XXOO
Bunny

Time Passes Much Too Quickly When We're Together Laughing.*

The Mister and I spent some time in PA over the weekend visiting our friends T & T and their lovely children. The ride down ( about 7 hours ) didn't suck too badly this time. Connecticut is the worst part of the drive by far. They just do not know how to drive in CT, but that is a rant for another time.
The ride back, however, sent TM into a fit of swearing - yep, you guessed it - in Connecticut.
We were supposed to go to the Renaissance Faire but it was too stinkin' hot. I'm not being a wuss here, it really was hot.
All in all it was a really great weekend.
I got these very lovely pieces of art while we were down there.................

Grown ass woman in kiddie pool - 2007

Photography by B. Rafferty

Digital media

*Note the artist's use of blue on the child's face *

Woman with baby in a winery: a study in sweat - 2007

Photography by T.K. Miller

Digital Media

Hey Todd...that Philly Fanatic junk may have worked with Kay..but just wait until LT meets Wally. The Fanatic won't stand a chance ! hehe

In other news...the Sox had a four game sweep of the Chicago White Sox over the weeknd. They outscored the White Sox 48 - 7 in four games !!!!! The Sox are now 7.5 games up on The Spankees. The Spanks and Sox have a three game set tue-wed-thur this week. So lets all hope that the Sox can put a hurtin' on the Spanks and finish them off for good.

So CLAP CLAP CLAP......LETS GO SOX !!! WOOOOOHOOOOO!!!!!!!!

XXOO

Bunny

*The title is from the lyrics of the Chicago song Beginnings.

Self Portrait Thursdays.

This is a new part of my blog.

Every Thursday I'm going to post a self portrait.

TM told me I was a ding-a-ling.

Whatever.

We're going to see our little dude in PA this weekned.

Pics and stories upon my return.

XXOO

Bunny

A Sign Of The Apocalypse Or Just Bad Radio Programming ?

I've heard the following songs on the radio today;

Wayward Son by Kansas
Don't Stop Believin' by Journey
Two Tickets to Paradise by Eddie Money
and
Come Sail Away by Styx

That in itself is not all that peculiar.
However, I've heard them all about six times apiece all on different stations.
Every time I changed the station ( and I do this frequently, you know, the ADD thing....)
I heard these songs over and over and over again.
Wierd.

The other night, Saturday I believe, our neighbors to the back of us were having some sort of a birthday bash with LIVE ENTERTAINMENT ! We quite enjoyed this. We had the back door and windows open. The singer did covers of some great songs.
You should know that TM and I do a mean rendition of Folsom Prison Blues.

At any rate.....onto our weekly Mike Lowell fix.
Sr. Muy Guapo got hit with a pitch on the wrist last night.
Damn you Devil Rays ! That shit just ain't cool !
Seeing my Mikey walking around in circles, clutching his wrist, surrounded by trainers sent me into a mild panic.
But because he is Mike Lowell he shook it off and stayed in the game.

::::::::sigh::::::::

BTW, the lady in this pic is Tina Cervasio.

Yep, the Tina Cervasio from the Brock McNasty post.

XXOO

Bunny

Is Jackie Chan All There Is ?

I took some of my clients to see Rush Hour 3 on Sunday, ( if you're planning on seeing Rush Hour 3 let me give you a piece of advice...just see Rush Hour 1 three times..)
and it got me to thinking. When our, as of yet non-existent, child grows up whom will she identify with ? Who will she see and say " Gee, fill in the blank is just like me. " ?

Don't misunderstand me. Our agency does a great job at bringing children together for this very reason, and we have scoped out Chinatown in Boston and are beginning to get a handle on Chinese culture and holidays.
In no way do we want to short change her or deny her heritage.
But....in her day to day life how will she fare ? Will she seek out people who look like her ? Will she identify with these people more so than she will us ? Maybe it won't even occur to her.

The thing I fear most is that when she does see people who look like her on TV or in movies, they are either martial arts experts, gangsters, doctors or scientists. The stereotypes for Asian people never deviates much from those roles. And really, can you think of any other famous Chinese people besides Jackie Chan ????

I think our plan is, for now anyway, is to expose her to as much Chinese culture as we can while she is young. And as she ages,and is more able to think for herself,we'll take our ques from her.


At any rate, I changed my ticker at the bottom of the page. I felt I was not being truthful with myself ( or you guys ) with the way it was set up. Previously I had it set to begin counting from the day our dossier was mailed to the China Center of Adoption Affairs. I reset it to count from the date we were actually logged in. In adoption lingo DTC is the date your dossier is mailed to China. LID is the date which your dossier was formally received and your name goes on the list.
Our DTC date was March 2, 2007
Our LID was March 21, 2007
So, today is 5 whole months of waiting.

And for educational purposes...I found two pictures of the Matching Room at the CCAA. The Matching Room is the room that, when your name gets to the top of the list, you are matched with a baby. I've heard rumors that the matching process is very scientific, using Chinese astrology. I've also heard that they look at the faces of the perspective adoptive parents and try to find a baby that " looks " like them. I've also heard that the whole process is very random and none of the above is true. So who knows the real truth.
But our dossier is ( perhaps ) located in this room.

Look at all of those dossiers !

Here's to FIVE whole months.

XXOO

Bunny

P.S.

Red, you said it man ! You said it.

The New Face Of Suck In Boston.*

This is Eric Gagne, and he sucks. I won't mince words ( do I ever ?). He just plain sucks and you can read all about it here. I have no earthly idea why we traded perfectly good pitching to get this asshole. Why does he suck you ask ? Every plate appearance he has had since coming to the Sox has resulted in a blown save. Every.Single.One.
I'd rather see Keith Foulke back. Hell, I rather see Bob from Bob's Discount Furniture pitch at this point.
Just last night for example, Sox down by 4 runs in the bottom of the 8th when they score 5 runs on shitty Angles pitching and errors in the field. This puts them up by one stinking run in the 9th.

By now TM and I are watching the last of the game in bed and they are about to pull Manny Delcarmen and I'm talking to the TV like Tito can hear me....
" Get Timlin up....just get Timlin up...please Tito..for the love of everything good on this earth JUST GET TIMLIN UP....."
To which TM says.." Timlin isn't warmed up. "
To which I responded with..
" Timlin could kill a Yak with his bare hands..he doesn't need to be warmed up.. "

And then... the call to the pen....and who appears...Eric Gag-me. ( this is what TM and I have been referring to him as...you know, we give all the sox players nicknames.)
And suddenly the Angels come back and score three runs to win it.
We did have our chance in the bottom of the 9th, but it got ugly fast when both Tito and Youk got tossed. (TM and I get all geeked out when people get tossed.)

I am holding Theo responsible for this. I like to think Theo is a smart guy, after all, he did go to Yale. However, he DOES NOT make good trades. I mean, fer chrissake Theo, why did we trade Gabbard ? And Arroyo ? And did we really need Renteria and Wiffy Mo Pena ? Noooooo.
So Theo, for the rest of the season I'd appreciate it if you'd just sit up there in your little luxury box with you hands neatly folded in your lap and please, please keep your cakehole shut.
NO MORE TRADES !
Come to think of it...this is where my issue with George Bush lies. He was the GM of the Texas Rangers and now he is in the White House. A baseball GM does not a president make.
As I said before...Theo is a pretty smart guy but I wouldn't put him in charge of foreign policy.

The best I we can all hope for with Gag-me is that he gets booed right out of Boston just like my man Bell did.

At any rate...I'm going to listen to some Journey ( just a city boy...born and raised in south Detroit..) to get the mojo working for tonights game. So CLAP CLAP CLAP, LETS GO SOX WOOOOHOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

In other news..I'm beginning to realize that there is TONS of useless info packed into my little brain. When I went back to work on Wednesday after my ( unscheduled ) day off my co-workers told me that they all thought I should go on The Singing Bee. They told me I'd win all the $$. They're probably right, I can't do any sort of complicated math, but damn it, I know the words to Who Can It Be Now by Men At Work.
And just yesterday Emma and I were watching Who Wants To Be A Millionaire when she told me that I only got " the dumb questions right " and she got all the " smart questions right ".
Out of the mouths of babes.......sigh.

XO
Bunny

* I borrowed this tagline from the good folks at Surviving Grady. I didn't think they'd mind. And besides, it really summed up my feelings for today. And I just could not come up with anything snappier for today's post.

More Proof That The Yankees Suck.

Apparently there are rumors swirling on the internet that Derek Jeter gave Jessica Alba herpes.
If you've not become a full fledged member of RSN after this disturbing rumor, I don't know what is stopping you. The Yankees ( and their fans ) are a class act, let me tell you.

Derek Jeter.
Total Assclown.

XXOO

Bunny

Elvis Has Left The Building.

The King of rock and roll, Elvis Presley, has been gone thirty years today. Now, stop me if I'm wrong here but I can't think of anyone who does not like Elvis. Not one.
I think not liking Elvis is sort of un-American. You know, if you happened to say " Gee, I don't really care for Elvis.. " people would, at the very least, look at you funny or would probably gasp in horror.

That being said, which Elvis do you prefer ?

Skinny Elvis,
or fat Elvis ?

I happen to appreciate both. However, for me, the fat Elvis has more campy appeal. Maybe its the sequins, I don't know.

And please let me know what your favorite Elvis song is. Mine is Suspicious Minds with In the Ghetto running a close second.

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Bunny

Playing Hooky With My Honey / Afternoon Delight.

The Mister had yesterday off from work as he is covering vacations for the next two weeks. So I decided that I needed to have the day off too. Fortunately for me I have a very understanding boss who honored my last minute request. In the morning TM played 9 holes at the local country club. Then after much discussion about what we should do for the day we decided that blueberry picking it was ! We went to The Big Apple in Wrentham, MA.
Here is the photo journal of our afternoon.

Blueberry fields forever.
More blueberry fields.

The mister and his bucket.

Mmmmmm...berries.

Mmmmm..more berries.

A berry in the hand....

...is worth more in the bucket.

I liked the fluffy clouds in this pic.

The front of The Big Apple barn.

TM eating ice cream in the car.

After we were done picking berries we had some very delish ice cream. All in all a very lovely day.

XXOO

Bunny

Houston, We Have Limes.

As you may or may not know I have a lime tree. I requested a lime tree for my birthday last year ( 2006 ) and having the wonderful spouse I do, he stopped at nothing to procure said tree. Well, OK he only stopped at Lowes, but still.
I love my lime tree, however, until this summer it has failed to grow limes. It wanted to grow limes. It tried to grow limes. It was like the little lime tree that could.
This past spring The Mister bought citrus tree fertilizer and voila...........LIMES !!!!!
Now, bear in mind that the limes are the size of my pinkie finger nail and I don't think we'll actually get any sizable, edible limes until this winter.....BUT I'VE GOT LIMES !!!!
And getting these pictures was sort of like Fear Factor Plainville with all the bees that have taken up residence on my tree.
BUT I HAVE LIMES !!!!!
( can you tell that I'm excited about the limes.....)

This is not a lime.

This is my cousin Aaron chillin at the beach last weekend.

He is going to study Astrophysics in the honors program at

UMASS Amherst this fall.

He is wicked smart.

XXOO

Bunny

Its A Hard Knock Life.

Its a hard knock life for my cat.
Instead of treats, he gets tricked
Instead of kisses, he gets kicked......
( just kidding about the kicked part, we're not into animal cruelty around here )

::::::::yawn::::::::
It is a rough, rough life for me.

Oh yeah...my sister's bridal shower was on Sunday. It was lovely !

The Dunkin Donuts theme was a big hit and she got many lovely gifts.

I did a wonderful job managing the whole affair.

Yep, I managed to do almost nothing and be really charming doing it.

OK, that is not entirely true.

I was sort of like the social director,

you know, I went around spreading all of the Bunny love to the

attendees.

And I was in charge of writing down all of the gifts she received.

So I sort of did something.

Hasta Luego Mi Amigos !

XXOO

Bunny

We Went Batshit Crazy With The Simpsonizer !

Brock Simpson

Homer's second cousin.

He went " Hollywood " and is an indie film actor / director.

He recently made his first major motion picture appearance

in The Departed as Southie Thug # 2.

Erica Simpson

Homer's second cousin's wife.

She is a psychiatrist and professor of psychaitry at Harvard Medical School.

In her spare time she works on her own organic garden and enjoys photography.

And you can too....CLICK HERE !!!
See ya in Springfield Bitches !!!!

XXOO
Bunny

My Pet Peeves / Crap That Irritates Me.

I'm not sure if we've discussed this before, but I have a few ( odd ) pet peeves. I understand that everyone has pet peeves and they are completely individually unique. Here are mine, in a nutshell....

1. Rhode Island drivers. Man oh man are they crappy drivers. I swear the IQ of a Rhode Islander drops at least 50 points when they get behind the wheel. I'm not sure, but I think the traffic laws in Little Rhody go something like this....
Turn signals....optional
Traffic lights...just a suggestion
Speed limits......eh, whatever

What irritates me more than the lack of driving skills with Rhode Islanders is that I end up screaming like a loon ( I know, like they can hear me ) at them, thus making my fellow motorists think I'm crazy.

2. Cars with no hubcaps. That is just plain white trash. White.trash.
3. People who leave the shower curtain open after a shower. Like nails on a chalkboard.

Those are the big three. Crap that irritates me is as follows....

1. Restaurant salads that are comprised of massive chunks of lettuce. I believe that this is one of Steph's pet peeves....I just find it irritating.

2. The fact that my fridge leaks water all over the floor. Soooo irritating.
3. Stupid people. No explanation needed.

Please don't think me a crabby bitch after today's post. I've actually been deliriously happy lately. Really. Its like I've tapped into some inner bliss / zen-ness. Of course, I'll probably never reach the level of zen nirvana that my co-worker Darrell has. He has a bliss that I aspire to.
I am happy with my level of bliss / zen / nirvana at the current moment though.

In other news......I had some folks over for a little shin-dig last night and had a great time. I put out some food, turned on Bob Marley and poured some booze. Then we watched the Sox.
I couldn't have asked for a better evening. :-)

I bought these at the Vans outlet today.

Peace out !

Bunny

I Hate It When This Happens.

If you are over 18, please click here.
That is a sticky situation, no ?

XXOO
Mistress Bunny

Today's Post Is Brought To You By The Number 5.

This is how many months it has been since our dossier was mailed to the
China Center of Adoption Affairs in Beijing, China.

Time is flying, but at the same time it feels as if

time is totally standing still.

WHERE IS MY BABY ??????

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Mom to be, Bunny.

P.S. Mad props to Bert for helping me out with this post.

I am glad he could take time away from his paperclip collection to

give a sista a hand.

IDFK Is A Clinical Diagnosis.

IDFK is a very scientific, clinical diagnosis for a myriad of issues one may be having. We use this frequently in our office to describe people and situations.
IDFK is not just for professional use. It can apply to situations in your everyday life.
IDFK is an acronym. It stands for I Don't Fuckin' Know.
Feel free to use this as you see fit, cause really, many things can be accurately described by IDFK.

Why just today I myself had an IDFK moment at the supermarket on the way home from work.
I knew that I needed to get something to grill ( see the Pimp My Grill post ) for dinner. But I found myself aimlessly wandering the supermarket putting very random things in my cart.
For example;
Macaroni Salad
Waffles
Pretzels
Kaiser rolls
coke
ketsup
A1
chicken salad
and
lettuce

There was no rhyme or reason to what I was buying. What was I doing ?
IDFK.

XXOO
Bunny