Love, Klutz Style

I wanted to wake up early and take down the Christmas tree as a Valentine present for my hubby... Yeah, you read that right, the tree is still the centerpiece of our living room.

But... I didn't wake up early. I was really looking forward to getting that space back too, boo. Anyway, I saw a photo posted on FB and decided to recreate it for hubby. Yup, I ripped-off this highlarity with the help of Stacy at lunch.

The before and after...

Jumbo Love

Caitlin has worked really hard on her jumbo valentine card, handmade just for her teacher.

"Do you think she'll like it?" She asks.

"I think she'll LOVE it! I bet it's the best one she gets."... I hope I get one too.

Dark Days

The very best video I ever conceptualized was the first one I made. I wrote it, well, there was no dialogue, but I storyboard-ed it. I shot it, I think with a VHS camera. My sister acted in it, under my insecure directing. And then I edited it together.

All my angst was poured into that video. And then I had to show it in class. What was I thinking!

Such a predictable little story... at the end a bowl of pills.

I thought of the video because every night I take a handful of pills... my girlies are impressed that I can swallow them all at one time... And they keep the darkness at bay.

Today the darkness was too close, but I'm happy that the darkest days are less frequent...

A little help...

Vera will be proud of me! I did something really hard. I walked into a building and environment that was new and scary to me. It wouldn't be to you or any normal person you know... Maybe a little intimidating but not freak-out-about-to-cry scary.

I would have turned away at the door if Nissa hadn't been with me. I would have run... walked away quickly... Like a scared little girl.

The people were very nice. I did fight back tears and anxiety the whole time, which they noticed, but were so nice anyway. I didn't have to explain my fear of new people and places.

I could really tell I was rattled at the end when they asked for my phone number. I rattled the number mindlessly, 682-xxx-xxx. The young man repeated it. It was wrong. I said no, that's not right, 682-xxx-x... wait that's not my number, it's my moms number.

I looked at Nissa, "what's my number? I can't remember my number!"

Nissa pulled out her phone and said "817-xxx-xxx"

"Yes, that is my number. I'm so nervous I'm in a fetal position and subconsciously want my mommy" I said with a smile... an embarrassed smile.

Everyone laughed charmingly. I promised to write my number on my hand before I came back.

We stepped out of the building and I started crying. It was so hard, and I did it... With a little help from my friends.

... Later, at home. "Hey Michael, do you have the cover for the album that the song A Little Help from My Friend?"

"Yeah, do you want the record, the tape, the CD, or the digital art?"... My hubby, the Beatle n-e-r-d!

Slob... Noted

As I pulled the wash out of the dryer I was frustrated to see my black leggings covered in grey fuzz. My fault, I shouldn't've mixed my pjs with my leggings... Noted.

I have a lint roller at the office but haven't replaced the one here at the house... Noted.

I pulled on my short sleeve, v-neck black dress hearing the static crackle as I lower it over my head. Dress wont fall straight. Need to buy static spray... Noted.

Face is sensitive and red from sinus infection... Sigh... And how have I neglected those chin hairs so long? ... Noted.

At this point I turned from the mirror, pulled my hair into a pony tail and decided tomorrow I will not be a slob.

Now, I don't have a fairy God Mother, so I can't go from flab to fab overnight... But I CAN curl my hair and put on make-up.

My role model... The ALWAYS fabulous Nissa. She oozes style. Love it! HWND - how would Nissa dress? I need to get some scarves and shoes... Noted!

A to Z Challenge 2013!

I just signed up for this years A to Z Challenge! Really excited. I've already got a plan... Videos! April will be filled with wacky, tacky, and true videos of the Medina clan.

Some of the videos I'll have to get started on right away, because I won't be able to shoot and edit each day... and work... and hug the kids, rub the dog, and make fun of hubby. A girl has to have priorities!

(Okay, I took another dose of meds and am a little hyper again...)

Anywho, for "D" I could make a version of the history of dance (will be tragically funny); for "B" I could do a how-to on my yummy-to-die-for buttercream icing; for "S" I could do a montage of scaring my girlies... If ya have any ideas, lemme know. ("K" is going to be all about Karen... it's gonna be good.)

I also double-D-dare some of my peeps, who have neglected their blogs (you know who you are), to go sign up too. Look, here is a pretty link:


(Beth, Amy, Sarah, and Ebony... I can feel that you all skipped right over that link without clicking it... do it, it'll be fun.)

Medina's Got Talent

Where has the week gone? Uncle Eddie was here, I had a long weekend, then two days at work, then sick for last four days...

Time flies. Feeling better tonight... or on better drugs anyway. So here's an update of the crazy.

Uncle Eddie is hi-larious, he came to Texas, we had a freak snow, he went home to St. Louis and I got this text video on his arrival... (which I watched like, 20 times)

We took the girlies to jump on trampolines.  They had a great time. I had a HI-LARIOUS time! My very athletic, svelte,  and younger sister took a nose dive... BIG TIME.  I was laughing so hard I think I stopped breathing.  Where is the camera when I need it?!

So she fell on a padded area and was fine, well, she might have hurt her should a little from all the flailing. But the truth is out. If it is funny enough I will laugh before I know if you are okay. 

She didn't just fall... that won't get me laughing for three days... she fell for 10 feet... as if her feet were going to be able to catch up with her head.  Once she hit the ground she looked up at the woman seated near the final landing spot.  The woman (who is so going to heaven) had a worried look on her face and asked "are you all right?!" Sarah said "thank you for not laughing"... and the woman said "like your friend?" gesturing to me, as I am bent over and gasping for air.

I asked the girlies to re-create:

Since I'm feeling better and my toes have recently been painted I thought I would share my big time talent...