bamboo

this is a forest of bamboo. come, let us toe fly on the branches as they did in crouching tiger hidden dragon.

rawr. puff.

or. we could just buy bamboo flooring.

taffy cart

back in the day. on my first trip to the audubon zoo in new orleans with my man. we stopped by this cart. and he bought me a stick of taffy.

back in the day. on my first trip to the audubon zoo in new orleans with my man. we stopped by this cart. and he bought me a stick of taffy.

back in the day. on my first trip to the audubon zoo in new orleans with my man. we stopped by this cart. and he bought me a stick of taffy.

that's the story i tell his family whenever we go to the zoo now. three times. at least. every time we pass the cart. they don't like that i repeat myself. over and over. but i think it's sweet. and it makes me smile just thinking about it.

back in the day. on my first trip to the audubon zoo in new orleans with my man. we stopped by this cart. and he bought me a stick of taffy.

rooster top

i was in target a while back. and as i walked through pass the women's clothing, i spotted this top. which i had to have.

there was no way i was passing up a ruffle front button down top. with roosters all over it.

i'm sure no one else owns a top like this. well. other than the kagillion people who shop at target. but still. i'm probably the only one who actually wears it.

so. if you're walking down the street and you see this top. shout out a "rock-a-doodle-doo" and give me a high five (after sanitizing your hand). because it's probably me. unless a man is wearing it. in that case, it's not me.

valentine's day

this box once held a tiffany swing triple drop pendant necklace. or something to that nature. i don't know. because the box isn't mine. it belongs to my cousin. as does the necklace.

happy valentine's day to her.

i'm going to go to the tiffany & co. site and add that necklace and a bunch of other jewelry to my "shopping bag". then. i'm going to clear out my shopping bag. and go fold clothes.

happy valentine's day to me.

it's closer to the meat family than the fruit family.

i eat spam. don't judge. and stop frontin'. you know you loves it, too.

the other day at lunch, i prepared a nice warm bowl of soup for tot. but for me, i got out the ritz crackers and spam. now usually, i slice up spam, fry it, and eat it with rice. (wha? i'm asian. everything goes with rice. and soy sauce.) but on this specific day, i decided to knife tiny slices directly from the can and place them ever so delicately on my ritz crackers.

tot: wha's dat, momma?
me: spam.
tot: i try?
me: *butter knifes a slice for tot*
tot: *puts slice in mouth and chews*
me: *nods as though there's some hip-hop song on in the background*
tot: momma! this tastes like meat.
me: sure does.
tot: it's meat, momma?
me: no. it's spam.

ah the complexity of it all. and note. some cans come with recipes on the back. my spam recipe came with a warning: "delicious". shooo. you know it.

my gloves are powder free. so idk what that stuff is on top of your meal.

what you see here is a box of gloves. specifically, my meat gloves. let me tell you. as long as i have my non-latex gloves on, i can handle my meat real well.

now get your mind out of the gutter. because we're going into the kitchen. my kitchen. where i cook. sometimes. and if the sometimes involves raw meat, my gloves go on.

my reasons for wearing gloves are simple. with gloves, i don't feel the greasy slimy dead cow, pig, chicken, etc animal meat slip in my palms. and. i don't have to wash my hands for 25 minutes after touching the meat. i can cut out a whole minute and wash for just 24 minutes instead.

but the best reason as to why i wear gloves is this. after i burn the meal and ruin dinner, there are no finger prints. this reason especially comes in handy if there's food poisoning. which, by the way, i've never caused. at least, there's no evidence to prove it.

giveaway winner 4

hello my reading friends. another giveaway is now complete. yes. i know. i had you at hello. and yes. i know. i complete you.

but other than that. let's get to the real reason this post is up. i know you're all waiting for me to show you the winnah of my fourth ever giveaway.

congratulations, daisycakessoap! i shall now convo you and let you know you won. well. not exactly now - now. but now - like in a few minutes when i finish this post. and while i know the notification convo will have you jumping up and down with glee, the best part of this giveaway is actually the prize. my friend shauna of lemondropstudio will be shipping your classy dudes to you real soon. i know you'll love the entire set.

now if you didn't win this set of classy dudes, i invite you to join in on the fun giveaway over on my friend's (vanessa) blog - muchmorethanmommy. she's not giving away any dudes. but what vanessa is giving away is a shirt about a dude. mainly, your dude.

duuuude.

high school musical

one day, they're going to make a high school musical 30.

but before that. i truly believe. they'll construct a hsm ride. a bumpy indoors semi roller coaster ride featuring all the ups and downs of high school.

there will be a car shaped mobile with the words "student driver" pasted on the front. there will be rooms filled with laughter to represent the "i like you" times. and then there will be rooms filled with laughter to represent the "i don't like you" times. yes. whether with you or at you, laughter is constant.

there will also be a room filled with mirrors. and as you pass each mirror, an enlarged red pimple will appear. much like the ghosts in the haunted mansion. except. much worse.

and as the ride draws to its end, you'll remind yourself that you have not watched any of the hsm movies - or if you have, that you didn't like any of them. but you'll walk away loving the entire soundtrack. and because of that, you'll hate yourself. just like you did when you were in high school.

and that's why this ride will be the best ever. because self-loathing goes best with karaoke. which you'll take up. just to prove that you can out-sing troy and gabriella.