ESPN, sports... what?

My husband woke up one morning by the question from me, " If a player is drafted to Chargers team, can Chargers immediately trade him for someone else"I was never into sports, until Steve came into my life. I remember watching NCAA for couple weeks with him every night when we were still dating. Last week, we went to both Lakers v.s Jazz basketball game, and I rather enjoy cheering for the Lakers. We both wore our Lakers shirt, and I even had yellow glasses on.

We sat in a section with many Lakers' fan, and some of them had sambrarro (sp?) and panchos on. The Lakers did not let us down on Saturday, we were able to shout "Go Lakers" and the famous "We Want TACOS!!" I guess one of the sports writer could hear us chanting " Utah sucks" over the TV.

Steve is quite happy for the football draft question that woke him, and he is looking forward for more of those surprise sports questions from me.

2:30 AM mouse catching!

"Honey...." Very soft spoken, "Ferb is out of his cage. I blocked off the kitchen, but i don't know where he went"

My face was buried in the pillow, and probably drooling. I managed to open my eyes, and Steve was next to me.

"Where did Ferb go?" I asked
"I don't know. I felt asleep on the couch, and thought I was dreaming seeing him." Steve went on, "He was right in front of the vent staring at me, and scratching he's balls."
"He what?"
"I wanted to make sure that I wasn't dreaming, and went to check his cage, and he wasn't in his house"
"I'll catch him tomorrow morning, he's not going anywhere"

Then I thought, Ferb could be anywere. I probably should catch him now. I walk out to the living room with my flash light. Seems like Steve was trying to catch that little bugger with my baby blue Martha Stewart mixing bowl already. But was without success.

I check the usual spot, under the couch. No luck there. I went to Steves room, looked every where,,,,, till i saw this light brown spot moving behind the bins in the closet. I sectioned off the place, make sure that he is not going any where. I told Steve i found him, and he got out of the bed, and came help me move the bins. Robo hamsters are wicked fast, but i cupped it with my hand.

Ferb is back in his cage, and we found out that he could stand on his house and squeez himself out of the cage. So, i put my bobby pins accross it like # so the little bugger won't come out. Then i put some cereal cardboard over it.

This happened on monday, and my sleep cycle is still off. All for the little robo hamster, Ferb.

LOVE STORY (Taylor Swift) meets VIVA LA VIDA (Coldplay) - Piano/Cello - by Jon Schmidt

My two favorite songs together, on my two very favorite instruments! Thanks to Marie who shared the link with me!!!

Dwarf Hamster

(these aren't mine, just found the pic online. they look the same...)






We have two little Robo Hamsters. They are really tiny, the size of an adult thumb. Most of it are it's fur, so you can imagine how small the little hamsters are. I named them "Ben Dan" and "Huai Dan" first, meaning stupid egg and bad egg. Then i thought it's not a very good name to call them... so they are currently named, Phineas and Ferb. Since they are my favorite cartoon character.

This morning Steve came in to the bedroom, and told me there's only one in the cage. I was like, " uh oh..." Steve had to go to work, and he asked if I could work from home.

Anyway, I made a barrier between the kitchen and living room. So, the mouse won't run under the fridge again. Got my flashlight out, and my mixing bowl. I found the little bugger under the couch. who knows how long it was down there, and who knows where he pooped. Their poop are so small, kinda like 2 poppy seed stack on top of one another.

After moving the couch, scaring Phineas with my flashlight under the couch. He finally ran towards the kitchen where my barrier, (made of 3 Kleenex boses, 1 cereal box, and paper towels). He bounced his head really hard on the Kleenex box, fell back on the ground. Shook it's head a little, and i cornered it, and scooped it into my Martha Stewart turquoise mixing bowl.

what an accomplishment!!!

control freak

Have you ever seen anyone wash their hands with almost boiling hot water with antibacterial hand soap at least 2~3 times in one setting? I understand some people just don't like to touch things, because they feel that they might be getting germs. But com'on, without germs, we wouldn't be able to build up the immune system we have to fight the real problem germs.

I don't think in this life time we could ever get everything, 100% in our control, why not just be spontaneous? Enjoy the journey and just do your best?

There is a lady that I know who needs to know where her children are in every moment, and she can not stand having her kids out camping with other youth group for a night. I think her kids are missing out alot, because their mother just simply won't allow them to. Maybe because she feels that she can not control the situation when the kids aren't with her.

I am not sure if I should say I am lucky or not, but my mother never gave me a curfew. The thing is, if I am tired, I would just go home. Because I like sleeping on my own bed. And, when i am tired, nothing in the world could be fun for me. I just want to sleep. I think the only time my mom gave me curfew, well, not exactly to me. She gave curfew to the boys who took me out on a date, because she can? If she likes the boy, I will have to be home by 10:00pm, when the youth dance is over and the In-N-Out ritual finished, or when the movie is over. She wouldn't care if I come home a little later, as long as she knows where I am at. annnnnd, whom I am with. If my mother doesn't like the boy, she will tell the boy that they need to bring me home by 8:30. It's kind of funny.

My mom is not a control freak, she lets me do what I want to do. I think I turned out pretty okay. Then again, I wasn't a kid who always got in trouble, to me, it just wan't worth it.

My little brother on the other hand, he is 6 1/2 years younger than me, he sometimes just does things to piss people off and get reactions. For example, one of the missionary who was living at my mom's house at that time figured that it would be a good idea to teach a 15 year old(at that time)boy how to make a dry ice bomb. He bought the dry ice for my brother, and my little idiotic brother took the dry ice to school and put the dry ice in a water bottle. He added the dry ice, put it in the school trash can. However, it didn't blow up instantly. My little brother was stupid enough to go back to the trash can, and shook it up a little more... threw it back.... and it blew up. I am not sure how he got caught, but he did. he also got suspended from school for 5 days. One of those 5 days, I was invited back to my English class to speak about my experience in Paris. My little brother was suppose to be the interviewer, since he was in the same english teacher's class. When his classmate found out that I was his sister, they are all in a shock of how different we were.

My mom was very strict with me when I was younger, hence when I was a teen, I was pretty good. My brother had it easy, my mom used all the energy on me, and when he came along, my mom just let him do whatever he wants. He even had more allowance than I ever have.

I don't know, parenting is different....control freak parents with kids explode one day. or I am just weird?

sleep walk dog

Thanks to Cindy and Mike for posting this.

Dirt on the neck

There was a family of mom and dad, and their 7 kids sitting in front of us during _____ The kids behaved very well, but all their cloths were dirty with dandruff, and fallen hair on their backs. One of the boys had huge ears, kinda like a little elf! One thing i don't understand is... if you are going to have that many kids, i think you should really take care of them. I don't think any of those 7 kids were showered, nor have clean clothes on. The little boy's hand was dirty, and their necks had black dirt on it. Their ear look like dog ears that hasn't been clean for a while.

Com'on parents, do your job. bath your children so they won't be sick and grow fungus in their ear. Be responsible!!! I wish i could call the child services and get the kids to a family that can give them more attention that they need. And.... keep them clean.