Thursday, March 31, 2011

It never fails

Every time I'm in the car with the boys, they manage to find something to argue over. Whether someone looked at someone the wrong way, someone is singing too loud, someone took someone's superman toy, really whatever the reason. It is Never Ever quiet in a vehicle with my rugrats. So, I do what any other mom would do who's praying for silence, so that the heart-pounding migraine will subdue. I randomly start talking or singing in cartoon character voices, or popping off with an unpolished british, sometimes australian accent. I've tried my hand at a latino accent, but apparently I haven't eaten enough spicy foods to pull that one off. I do occasionally speak spanish every now and then. I really don't know why I do this, but I do. Which I think is why my then 8 yr. old told my bf at that time I was Mexican. And, every time I think of the conversation where I asked him "Tristan honey, why do you think I'm Mexican?" he replied "Because you are?" I can't help but laugh. Anyways, back to the subject at hand. If my boys are feuding like enemies planning their next attack (or maybe just like family) a little bit of "mommy comedy" goes a long way. They laugh and giggle and totally forget what they were fighting about until 5 minutes later when someone knocked someone else in the head with a toy "on accident". The power of  misdirection. It never fails.

Candy with a purpose.

I adore gummi bears. I consider them stress relief. When I've had one of those conversations where later I think "I should've, would've, could've said this" I can act out a skit with my gummi bears and the conversation can go whatever way I choose. Your boss is being a jerk? Punch him in the face gummi bear style. Also, for those not so lovable people in your life such as The Ex, the rude chick at the restaurant, your neighbor who's always letting his dog crap on your lawn, or that incessant family member who never shuts up..there is my own special version of gummi bear voodoo. It's totally legal. Bite off a leg, a head, an arm, whatever tickles your fancy really. Or for those extra creative folks, melt your pseudo gummi in a fiery pit of whatever you have handy. So, if you're like me and non-violent for the most part, stock up on gummi's, and keep your sanity intact. Btw, when your child is screaming "Mom, I can't find my army dude!" gummy bears are a suitable replacement, through in a bag or two and a toothpick arsenal, and you have a platoon of bad-ass bears. Sometimes, you just have to make due.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

No Ordinary Family--No Ordinary Future

Last night there was a special airing of No Ordinary Family. I absolutely loved this episode. It was full of action, surprise, mystery, and empathy. Stephanie Powell discovered she had expanded abilities since being injected with the trilsettum serum. Time travel come hither. Unfortunately, she hasn't quite mastered putting on the brakes when returning, so she runs smack dab into a car. Katie hears her baby's heartbeat for the first time, then her future self is endangered by a cop with an attitude because she refuses to give up the location of her friends. Mr. Invincible as I like to call him a.k.a Jim Powell and bestie George St. Cloud (king of the lair) decide to do a little investigating of their own when they see a buddy murdered right in front of them. But, that inadvertently puts George's life in danger and the Powell's super secret on display in Times Square. Unless of course, Quick Chick a.k.a. Stephanie can stop the madness before it ends. Daphne Powell having told her boyfriend Chris of her family's super powers has to decide whether or not to erase that memory from his mind at her parents' urging. And, that special secret of her own that's been keeping her from having to do the dishes for 2 weeks is revealed.  Jim and Daphne save the day by thwarting the incorrigible detectives plans of eliminating George while he's delivering a eulogy. If the name wasn't already taken I'd dub J.J. Powell Mega Mind, because well he's Einstein reincarnate at least without many of the oddball quirks. So, I'll call him Brilliant Boy for now. Thank goodness, he helped Stephanie discover exactly what speed she'd need to travel to get the upper hand on what was coming. Not to mention the touching moment he shared with Daphne when she realized she had erased every memory Chris ever had of her, not what she intended. The sneak peek for next week's season finale looks promising. We finally see a glimpse of Dr. King's powers. And, I hear that big changes are in store for George. I believe this show has serious potential, so I hope that it sticks around for a second season. Matter of fact, I demand it does. It truly has such a talented cast. Julie Benz, Michael Chiklis, Romany Malco, Kay Panabaker, Autumn Reeser, Stephen Collins, and Jimmy Bennet all bring their characters that extra something special that's required to grab your attention. So don't miss out!! Oh, and ABC? Renew the show already, and expand on something great.

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Say what?

There was a time when I wondered what it must have been like to communicate before Alexander Graham Bell blessed the world with his invention, the telephone. Of course that was until I moved into these apartments. I now have complete compassion for Fred Flinstone. I've had a glimpse into the life of a caveman's struggles for silence. Bam! Bam! Stomp! Stomp! Beep Beep! (okay beep beep isn't cave man mayhem but still) My upstairs neighbors communicate via window and fire alarm. That's right. They open the hallway window and scream across to neighbors and friends, (which wouldn't be too bad if it weren't all day long) and rather then them walking downstairs to my other neighbors to say "Hey, what's up?"  They set off the fire alarm in the hallway which is apparently code for "I'm too lazy to walk down and knock". So, when I open my door to make sure someone hasn't been playing with matches they just smile and say "Oh, I was just trying to get someone's attention". While I'm thinking I wish I had Bam Bam's club so I could break out a little cave woman on their ignorance. The crazy thing is they have cell phones. When do they use them? While they are outside in the parking lot blaring the car stereo, that's when it's gratifying enough for them to throw caution to the wind and dial a number.

Person of Interest

In a moment of weakness, I lost my nerve
I pulled back in silence, completely perturbed
This was my moment, my turn to break free
But my fear took control, hindering me
Inside I was screaming, outside I was calm
Standing right here, where I didn't belong
I heard my mom's voice inside of my head
"Strength is inside you, pursue it instead"
I took a deep breath, and opened my eyes
The words flowed like oceans, erupting the tide
Conviction, Compassion embodied my tone
I was making a difference, this hopeful unknown

The Things Kids Say

So here I am, typing away at the computer when my 4 year old comes in and says "something something my butt", and I'm like "Huh, what's on your butt?" (I thought maybe he spilled something) He then looks at me with one of those "Duh" looks and says "My butt crack". I start laughing because A) I had no idea he even knew what a butt crack was and B) He's still looking at me wondering why I wouldn't know that. Needless to say, I still have no idea what he really said because he grabbed his dinosaur and went exploring.


   When I first heard of Twitter I thought it sounded quite silly. The idea of people posting a sentence or so of what they were doing at that particular moment seemed uninteresting. Then one day I was completely bored (as it usually happens when u decide to hit the internet for a reprieve) so I decided to check it out and see if I could find the appeal. My very first follower was @Renee_Hey, and without her "tutoring" I don't think I would have fully grasped the entertainment value linked with Twitter. I immediately connected with her and some of her friends. We shared a kindred sense of  humor and unabashed sarcasm which in itself makes me smile. Finally, people who get me or at the very least that side of me. Btw, her partner in crime or the PB to her J as I like to call him is @Genosworld. He's quite the guy, a huge supporter of Carroll Center for The Blind. And, he has has a dedicated celebrity following on Twitter as well as his website Which brings me to my next tidbit, where else can a girl like me have an opportunity to connect with celebrities? If you're not living in Hollywood or making headlines scandalous or otherwise,  it's not happening. I have tweeted to a lot of famous folks, and actually had a few tweet back which is AWESOME!! Okay maybe I'm bragging a bit, but really wouldn't you? My first celeb follower was @RomanyMalco. Yep that's right Conrad from Weeds, Jay from 40 yr old Virgin, or George St. Cloud from No Ordinary Family his current t.v. role on ABC. Now, don't tell him this but when he first followed me, I followed him back and had no earthly idea who he was. I just thought he was some funny random dude worth tweeting. In hindsight, I do know him from all the roles I previously mentioned, but apparently I was having one of many "blonde moments" that tend to rear their ugly head every now and then. They do however make for good laughs. Nevertheless, there are a vast array of incredibly, amazing people on twitter. A lot of whom I follow, more that I have yet to meet. So this is an #FF to all the people that I follow because you've brought a little more enjoyment to my life with your 140 characters or less, and that in itself is quite an accomplishment. So even though I didn't mention you all by name, I'm sure at some point I will now that I have a blog going on. And, if you've always wondered why do people use twitter to post about the sandwich they just ate? There's much more worth exploring, besides that might be the best damn sandwich in the world. Oh yea, feel free to follow @poeticnstuff on there, so you can get to know me better. Maybe laugh at me, with me, whatever makes you happy.

My Will Is Done

My heart beats fast as lightning
My soul seeps with fear
My breath is slow and faded
As the moment draws near
The tears have stained my face
Like embers from the fire
It burns but leaves no trace
What was my last desire
To feel once more the life in me
To witness the morning dew 
Upon the flowers, blades of grass
And share all of this with you
I watched the memories pass by
Projected in my mind, just still
No rush they seemed forever
Ideally meant to stay, my will