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Psycho Clown – *shivers*

While cleaning out the 3rd bedroom the other day JL decided to take some photos of the notorious clown painting. This is a painting that used to absolutely freak me out when I went to visit JL when we were dating. The clown’s eyes follow you. Why you may ask do we keep the creepy painting? Well, the painting was made by JL’s grandpa and NHL is named for him. Here’s a sneak peak of why the painting is not allowed up in the house. It seriously could cause a child to fear clowns:  Remember the photo does not do this painting justice – it is MUCH worse in person.

The Clown painting

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Winter Coat + Spring = Cold Day at the Park

Last weekend (April 7th)the sun actually came out for a little while and it wasn’t quite as cold as it has been lately. Thanks to this JL and I took NHL to the park. BRRRRR! It was pretty chilly, as you can tell from NHL’s cheeks just from a short time. Here are some photos and a video that I took. I have some other cool videos too (not from the park), but I can’t upload them since they are too big. JL is going to help me later to put them on our own website so I can still use them here.

NHL on the train slide:
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NHL on the run:
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Time for a Dino ride:
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Video time (please note NHL really did like this – he was just getting cranky when I recorded this):

My boys:
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(Not too sure where the April snow showers/storms factor into this)

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Another bleeping car repair!

I am sitting here like a blubbering dork crying my eyes out AGAIN. As you know, last Friday my car went in for an oil change and came out with a $300 bill for new front breaks. Today I took JL’s car in for an oil change and inspection. I told the guy if it needs something else just to bring a shot gun to my house and let me out of my misery.

Well, my father just called and the service guy was there with him. I knew it was crappy news. To add insult to injury JL’s car failed inspection. It needs new front breaks. The service guy said he fell off his chair when he heard that since it was what just happened to my car. We know that we just replaced a set of breaks on JL’s car last year, but think they were the back ones. We can’t remember and it wasn’t done there. I said screw it and told them to do it – we need the car to pass inspection. They are giving us a 25% discount since dad works there and they will have record and warranty the breaks. They said 12,000 miles or a year.

*sigh*

All I can say is thank goodness JL and NHL were still home when the call came in. They are late getting to temple for the last two days of Passover (I’m not going since I can’t sit in the horrible seats they have there). I lost it and he was right there to attempt to calm me down.

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BTW – The service guy just went to show my father JL’s break. They were awful. He just wanted my father to see them. We honestly do not think that the front ones have been replaced since before we got married, so they really don’t owe us much . . . it was just the rotten timing.

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Shank bone found!

Did ya know it was missing? We didn’t. . . which makes the fact that we found it even more interesting. As JL just stated “You’re supposed to find the Afikomen, not the shank bone!”

Here’s the story:

As JL was putting more of the Passover foods away and moving out the non-Passover stuff he found a bag of groceries. Inside he found quite the surprise – none other than Mr. Shank bone himself! So what to do, what to do???? I called my mother and asked her. She first said to just get rid of it (before she knew what we were talking about). Then she said just roast it if it isn’t raunchy when we open it and who cares since nobody eats it.

I guess we’ll see what happens later when we open it. We just don’t want to have to travel to the kosher store again to get one tomorrow. It’s going to be CRAZY since there will be a million people there getting last minute things.

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A Crazy Week

Ugh! What a few days. This was the longest week that just didn’t to want to end. The days at school are getting longer by the week. I never worked when I was this pregnant last time, so it’s all new to me.

Sleep hardly is in my vocabulary thanks to swelling from the day and now shin pain in addition to the other pregnancy aches and pains. *sigh* And if one more person says to me that it’s the body’s way of getting you ready for a new baby I will strangle them!

Yesterday my father FINALLY went to see the doctor. My brother, mother, sister-in-law, JL and I have been bothering him for several weeks now to get checked since his BP was horribly high. I can’t even tell you how many years it has been since he’s gone – we won’t go there. Anyway, he went to the doctor yesterday and it wasn’t good news. The doctor didn’t like the sound of his heart and ordered an EKG. The EKG showed something that apparently made the doctor think that dad had previously had a heart attack. So now he’s on a bunch of medicines and has an appointment to see the cardiologist.

The new excitement happened tonight. JL called and was a few blocks away. I went outside to wait to move the car. Well, 10 minutes went by and no boys. I finally called them on the phone. JL was sitting on the side of the road stopped by a police officer. Apparently he didn’t come to a complete stop at a 4 way stop sign and got nailed. This is the first time that JL has ever been pulled over . . . no less gotten a ticket. So JL is going to traffic court to see if he can get the ticket reduced. He told the officer about it being the first time and that he may have rolled through without a complete stop since NHL was in the back seat sobbing that he had to go potty. Nothing like a 3 year old screaming that he needs to poop to make ya move.

This weekend is going to be filled with Passover cleaning and preparing galore. Fun, fun, fun!!!

On that note I am off to elevate my poor feet and try to make them stop hurting.

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