In Case You Are Wondering

This right here is a perfect example of why I want sons.

Lady GaGa

Ok, so I don't "get" Lady GaGa. I understand that she is a celebrity and stuff but I think she takes that about 400 steps farther than necessary. I first saw her I believe at the Miss Universe pageant and I assumed that she was one of those weird totally techno european artists. I understood why I didn't understand her at that point, Europe is weird when it comes to music (hello Germany and David Hasselhoff). Then I found out that she was a born and bred American and I was back to not getting her at all.

THEN, I read this in a Consumerist article about I-Tunes

We looked at "Poker Face," the new hit from Eurovision winner Lady GaGa*, on both stores.

* correction: we have been told that transsexual recording artist Lady GaGa has never competed in a Eurovision competition.**

And my first thought was, "OOOOHHH, she is a transsexual, ok, that makes TOTAL sense. I get her now."

Then I kept reading

**correction: it turns out Lady GaGa is not a transsexual.

dammit. back to square one.

Such is My Life

I'm not used to this. In our old apartment complex people got out of their cars and went into their apartments. They would then possibly walk to or from the laundry room, or walk their dog but there was no milling about in the parking lots. I mean with the exception of the two girls who would sit in their car smoking pot every night people didn't hang out outside of their apartments. Things are different here.

On sunday night I came out of my apartment to walk Simon, tripped, laughed at myself, told Simon that mommy was ok and then looked up to see a guy standing there talking on his cell phone. Last night I came out of my apartment to walk Simon while singing the "who's a puppy face song*" only to look up and see the same guy standing there talking on his cell phone.

and was there anything else that could possibly have happened this week? OH YES, there was the 8 year old kid chasing me through the parking lot with a pair of my underwear that fell out of my laundry basket. Lovely.

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* This is both the title of the song and all the lyrics.

Shameless Plugging

Sometimes I feel like it would be weird to plug myself on this blog but today I've decided to hell with that! This is my blog, I'll plug myself all I want.

I made some REALLY adorable new kitty toys a couple weeks ago and you can check them out in my online store! You can always get to my online store by clicking "bluebamboo" under Things That Make Me Happy on the right.

I'm also going to link to Gen & Alina's Etsy store because that will make me feel like a better person.

Now if my readership was over like 10 people (2 of them being Gen & Alina) all this store linking might actually do some good!

My Organic Chem Lab has been interesting this year. I don't mean in a "wow, that chemistry is exciting and innovative, tell me more!" type of way. I mean in a none of my group's experiments have had the intended outcome of the lab type of way. Imagine my (not) surprise when we synthesized banana oil this week and while refluxing (sounds exciting but really means watching liquid boil for an hour) our liquid stayed clear and everyone else's turned pink - except for the group next to us, theirs turned black which seems even worse than just staying clear. BUT when it began to cool, ours turned dark yellow and smelled like bananas WAY before anyone else's did (they had to purify theirs before getting yellow) so YEAH! ours was right and yours was wrong! where's your mocking smile now? thbbb! EAT THAT! (ok don't really eat it, I doubt it is actually safe to eat, I don't know if we got all the Sulfuric acid out of it).

Apparently I only take pictures of my puppy.

For Example, sometimes puppies don't want to get up in the morning


And sometimes puppies are too tired to stand and drink at the same time


and someone pointed out that now that I have a camera again why don't I take pictures of Michael AND Simon. Brilliant I tell you, Brilliant!

Whiskey Sour

No not the drink, the book!

If you are looking for something to read this summer, might I suggest the Jack Daniels mysteries? Jacqueline Daniels is Chicago cop with an HSN addiction, maxed out credit cards and a crazy cat. She is basically the smarter, more intense, more capable version of Stephanie Plum. She is just doing her best in a crazy world and it can be hilarious.

Basically if you enjoyed the Janet Evanovich books and you want an easy read that will make you laugh out loud along with a good mystery these are for you.

This is one of those books that I picked up at Borders on the Bargain Table for like $2.99 and really enjoying. Just goes to show you that price does not equal quality (just look at the full-price Twilight books).

I believe the series order is as follows:
Whiskey Sour
Bloody Mary
Rusty Nail
Dirty Martini
Fuzzy Navel

Enjoy!