Archive for June 2007

What’s her hangup?

Ann Coulter is a bitch. This is not new news. Nothing seems to sway this woman. When Elizabeth Edwards pleads to stop making personal attacks on her husband, especially in reference to her son’s death, Coulter just laughs and says ” that was three years ago.” Ouch! But let’s not hash out all the awful things she has said in her so-called life as a “best-selling author,” conservative columnist and political commentator. Let’s just get down and dirty about what is really troubling this I-still-want-to-be-the-skinny-hot-blond-babe but looks more like a horse-faced aged drag queen who really needs to get about three inches cut off the drying straw she calls hair. By the way, I’m not a liberal nor a conservative. This is not about advocating any political views.

Ann coulter 1  coulter adams apple At first glance, or with enough atmospheric dim lights, she may seem like your typical hot bottled-blond babe, but notice her scowl. She squints to give off that “come-hither” look but she looks more like she’s trying to drop the kids off at the pool. By the way, she doesn’t have kids so the reference to that has nothing to do with children. And I do believe if she cut off at least four or five inches off the dried crustied mane, she may actually pass as a woman.

Ann body It’s Ann at a book signing trying to do her best impression of what Paris Hilton would have worn in 1988. I suppose if you have no body fat and can get away with a LBD from a past era, you might as well. Oh did I mention it’s a fave for coming out transgender parties?

What do you want to be when you grow up?

This was a question posed to my second daughter - Alex - as she pondered on life’s most perplexing question while finishing preschool. I remember this question and answering whatever was most common or popular at that age: nurse, teacher, rock star, ballerina. Now the first two is more of an answer given by a future realist. The last two, definitely dreamers. Alex answered “animal searcher.” In another words, a naturalist; One versed in natural history, especially zoology or botany. I’m not sure if this is an answer from a dreamer or a realist. What I do know, is that she is absolutely adorable in her pretend “naturalist” outfit.

025 But since we are nowhere near Africa nor anywhere remotely resembling the Sahara desert. we drifted into suburbia’s answer to a naturalistic excursion at a local amusement park. Costing only $10 per person, I could not help wondering if that covered the cost of labor for the man following the elephant around with a wheelbarrow picking up its excrements.IMG_2734

If you fail, try again

Simply put, I failed as a “blog writer.” Blame the chaos of raising three children while trying to maintain some decency of a normal life while the aging mind clutters its thoughts of momentary lunacies. So here I am trying once more to “blog” as one now terms the thoughts and comments of life to be heard by who ever wanders into this place.

This will be a cinch. Just random photos for folks to catch up on the growth of height and hair and such (will NOT mention the weight scene here)in the cloud of estrogen of the Sheehan household. To start off, here are some adventures of the two adult figures of the household who seem to refuse the aging process by uh hmm. . . “downing some consumption in the parking lot of a concert scene.”

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How delightful do we not look as passersby look on as we take in as much alcohol as we possibly can consume before heading on to the (gasp, gulp) $10 to $14 pricing of Oakland Coliseum’s idea of a good time in a plastic cup of stale beer.

But alas, the Police is worth the trouble, is it not? I mean look around here, not a single disgruntled face in sight! Even though I saw the aging bald spot of a man in front of me more than the fabulous 50+ abs of Sting :-)

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Onward home we head in the blissful ride of Bay Area’s wonderful BART. As you can see, it took no time at all to get on this fantastically organized public transport system.

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Our 3 Monkeys

Have to start with some recent pics of the girls. I mean, what kind of a mother would I be, if I didn’t??? Not a bad one I would say. Just one who is not mindlessly obsessing about others to forget the troubled woes of past and present. Anyway, here are some recent ones for your enjoyment!

Alex’s preschool graduation June 2007

IMG_1764_edited-1 Notice I wrote “preschool” graduation! Yes, for those out there who do not yet have experienced the joys of juggling the lives and schedule of the newly anointed teeny weens (pre-pre-pre-pre-teen years, even before tweens), there are glamour shops throughout North America who cater to the whims and demands of five year-olds who can out whine Paris any day as they prepare their coming out parties! No seriously, what’s next? Forget “Sweet 16″ MTV, let’s get on with the “Yummy pre-tweens.” Thongs for tweens at Abercrombie is yesterday’s news folks!IMG_1768 Alex and buddy LexieIMG_1769 This is Alex’s ummmmm hmmmmmm”boyfriend” Carson.

Natasha’s Ballet recital June 2007

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Lastly, let’s not forget the star of our show (also to save some $$$ on future therapy sessions of “where are the pictures of me???”), the one and only SALLY!

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Notice the lovely bangs the future hairdresser/stripper did on herself? As Chris Rock once said “my number one job is to keep her off the pole.”

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