Showing posts with label grrrrrrr. Show all posts
Showing posts with label grrrrrrr. Show all posts

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Frackin' Photoshop!!

It's broken and my computer genius husband who can probably fix it in two seconds is at a craft fair today. So much for catching up on Project 365 while the baby is sleeping. Damn you, Photoshop, damn you.

Monday, August 17, 2009

Stupid big fat SUV vs. our Prius

Thanks a lot, driver of a stupid big fat white SUV with broken side mirror that's being held together with packing tape. While parking your monstrosity of a vehicle, you rammed our car from behind. I guess your gas guzzler is so large that it must have cushioned the impact because you didn't even leave a note acknowledging the damage you caused to our bumper. Oh, and it was nice and thoughtful of you to reverse a full 2 inches to give us room to pull out.


Our Prius seems to be a magnet for abuse because it's also been already keyed, scratched, and even had one of its mirrors knocked off. =( And it's not even 2 years old.

Monday, June 15, 2009

Saturday night snorkeling at Hanauma Bay

...was a total bust. Too many people, super high tide, way huge waves.

Man, I even put on my wetsuit for this. If you've never put on a full wetsuit, you have no idea what an ordeal this is. It's even worse when you're putting it on home, on a 90+ degree day with no air conditioning.

Although it didn't look hopeful for a good snorkel, John and I decided to give it a try. I got all the way to the water with my full wetsuit on, hair pulled back off my face, fins on my feet, and waterproof flashlight and mask in hand, when John asked me where my snorkel was. Oopsie. It was all the way on shore in my bag.

Learn from my absent-mindedness. You might want to double-check to see if you have your snorkel before getting into the water to snorkel. =P

Hanauma Bay is open until 10pm every other Saturday night. Maybe we'll see you there! Don't forget your snorkel!

Monday, May 18, 2009

The 4 a.m. wakeup call

Grrrr. Don't wake us up at 3:52 a.m., especially if you've got a Russian accent and you claim your name is Mr. Washington.
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