Conversations At Our House v.6

Saturday, December 31, 2005 | 0 Comments

JD: Was Jesus ever a father? Did he have any children?

Sy: No. He didn't have any children.

SSB: That he knows of.


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Blogger evilsciencechick said...

HA! you guys are SO going to hell.

I'll see ya there.

January 01, 2006 1:24 AM

Blogger sideshow bob said...

Blasphemy is best served family style!

January 01, 2006 1:46 AM

Blogger Randi said...

haha htat was funny...and yes you are going to hell for that!

January 01, 2006 1:22 PM

Blogger Indigo Red said...

According to The DaVinci Code and assorted New Agers, Jesus elopped with Mary Magdelaine, settling down in the south of France to raise their family that is currently populated by huxsters and conmen.

The south of France was the original Promised Land to which Moses was headed. He got lost in the desert for forty years and, being a man, never stopped to ask directions.

See you in Hell!

January 01, 2006 3:13 PM

Blogger OldRoses said...


January 01, 2006 10:54 PM

Blogger Sylvana said...

ESC, yeah we are. We scare other parents. But the kids seem to like us.

SSB, the family that blasphemes together, stays together... nothing rhymes with "blasphemes".

Randi, as long as SSB and I are going to hell together, that's fine with me.

Indigo Red, maybe I will have to go to France to see what all the hubbub is about.

OldRoses, teehee!

January 02, 2006 11:13 PM


Friday, December 30, 2005 | 0 Comments

Whoa! I didn't even notice that I had reached 9000 on my visitor counter. I am ashamed. to celebrate? Food is always a great way to celebrate, so tonight I think that I will be getting the new two pizza/two topping deal at Pizza Hut.

Mmmmm...Pizza Hut. I could never get sick of Pizza Hut. SSB used to work at Pizza Hut and would get to bring home any oops pizzas or ones that were undeliverable (i.e. - the person wouldn't pay). We had pizza everyday for over a year, so you know that I speak the truth when I say that Pizza Hut could never get old for me.

JD used to call it "Zippa Hut" when he was really little (1-2 years old). Then everyone at SSBs Pizza Hut started calling it that. JD also called Taco Bell "Go Bell" and McDonalds "My Donalds". He could spot any one of these restaurants a couple of miles away, through trees and buildings. It was like he was psychic or could locate by smell. He was kind of spooky when he was little.


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Blogger Indigo Red said...

9K...that's a good way to end the year. I missed my 5K hit, but it feels good to know folks are looking in now and then.

Happy New Year, Sylvana. Cheers for another 5K.

December 30, 2005 8:17 PM

Blogger Scott said...

Wow - you hit 8000 on December 1. That's 1000 a month!

How do you do it?

December 30, 2005 8:50 PM

Blogger Wendy A said...

Lot of hits. You must be writing something good. I always love it when you talk politics.

I love Pizza Hut. We even have it in Tasmania.

December 31, 2005 3:58 AM

Blogger "AG" said...

Brilliant! Using your counter as a reason to eat pizza! Thanks for the tip!!!

December 31, 2005 6:27 AM

Blogger Sylvana said...

Indigo Red, it's so easy to miss the turnover. It's so nice to have so many different people hanging out with me everyday. You have a Happy New Year too!

Scott, I was hoping to have 10,000 by the end of this year, but I am certainly happy with what I have! Maybe it is the variety? The counter doesn't pick up my own visits so I know it's not me!!

Wendy A, ooo, requests!! Really? Politics? I always feel like I have rabies or something when I post about politics. And I imagine that people are backing away slowly clutching their loved ones when I post politics. You like my fervent mad rantings? Not too Howard Dean for you? Good to know!! :)

AG, I KNOW!! Mmmm, sweet, sweet rewards! Love it!

December 31, 2005 12:20 PM

Blogger OldRoses said...

9000. I'm so impressed. The totals for all three of my blogs together isn't 9000. You're good, really good.

January 01, 2006 10:53 PM

Blogger Sylvana said...

OldRose, awe, thanks! **blush**

January 02, 2006 10:39 PM

Five Weird Habits of Mine

Friday, December 30, 2005 | 0 Comments

I got tagged by AG at Abrasive Grace! My list turned into something more like a list of irrational fears rather than weird habits, but here it goes...

  1. I always check under the car and in the back seat before I get into my car at night. I also will not drive to where I was going if someone has been following me for too long. Hey, you never know!

  2. I would not allow a knife bigger than a steak knife in our house for the longest time. But that gets real old when you love to cook - try cutting potatoes with a 3" flimsy blade. I found a great chefs knife at a great deal and bought it. A chefs knife is my most feared knife because it is always used in horror movies. So I have it and I use it, but it can't be left out on the counter. It must be immediately cleaned and put away in the drawer after use. I just kind of see it as the Golden Gate Bridge - just tempting someone to jump.

  3. When I am trying to go somewhere, I usually have to run back into the house half a dozen times before finally getting myself together enough to go where I need to go. Sometimes I am lucky enough to remember that I have forgotten something while I'm still in front of the house, but many times I'm driving and have to circle back. I can imagine what my neighbors must think. On the bright side, I doubt we will ever be robbed - they would never know how long I will be gone!

  4. I don't like to waste time therefore I hate to be early and I am always trying to cram just a little more into the time that I have. "I've got five minutes before I need to be to my graduation ceremony. I have time to get all these flowers planted." This of course drives SSB nuts since he likes to be places a little early.

  5. I will take a huge amount of time making up my mind. I will debate my options, research what each has to offer, mull over my needs vs their features. I will try out the options if I can and then try them out again. I'm the person that you hate to be behind in a line when a choice needs to be made. I'm the person that you hate to take to a restaurant because it will take them an hour to make up their mind. I just have a fear of making a bad decision. And the more irreversable the decision, the more I debate and fuss. And even when I finally do make a decision, it isn't always final. I often change my mind moments after making a decision. When we went to sign papers on a new sedan, we actually left the dealership with a minivan instead. When we ordered our bed, I called them as soon as we got home to put it on hold because I decided in those twenty minutes from the store to home that I actually wanted another bed. After we put a deposit down on this house, I almost called to cancel because I had found another house I liked better. Why was I still looking for a house when we were already buying one? See how I drive my husband crazy?


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Blogger SierraBella said...

I'm also awful about buying.
I read online comments (like and ask friends and family for recommendations as well.
When I was younger, things were simpler, because of financial limitations... I could only buy what I could afford.
It took me 2 years to pick out our latest TV!

December 30, 2005 2:37 PM

Blogger Wendy A said...

I like to be a little late everywhere too. My hubby is an early bird. My fashionable lateness drives him crazy.

December 31, 2005 4:01 AM

Blogger "AG" said...

You and I must never arrange to go out to eat together.
I must always be ten minutes early, and when at a restauarnt I don't like being held up, see.

Poor poor SSB! :)

December 31, 2005 6:26 AM

Blogger Shamus O'Drunkahan said...

My wife does the #3 thing as well. I have a game where I guess how mnay times she will come back in after leaving the first time.

December 31, 2005 9:06 AM

Blogger Sylvana said...

Sierrabella, yeah it gets worse when you have more options. But I think in the end it is worth it because you know that you got the best you could for yourself. EXCEPT- another habit of mine, sort of mentioned in #5 is that after I feel really confident and finally make a big decision, I often totally freak out in panic so sure that I have made some horrible mistake. The panic usually involves tears. This has got to be the most annoying habit for SSB.

Wendy A, I am late for several reasons. One is that I don't like to waste the time standing around once you have gotten to some place early. Another is that I can rarely get out of the house on the first shot. Also I am way too optimistic about how long it will take me to do something.

AG, SSB and I have found ways to cope with our differences. If I can get the menu while we are waiting to be seated, I can usually figure out what I will have before we even get a table. Or we go to a BUFFET! Yay! Buffets! If I bring something to do while we sit there early, I don't mind being early for things.

Shamus, so there are others. That is very reassuring. SSB plays the same game.

December 31, 2005 12:04 PM

Blogger sideshow bob said...

The worst was after we bought the van...and then you said you thought you actually wanted the sedan are insane!

January 01, 2006 1:50 AM

Blogger OldRoses said...

WOW! How did you ever decide to get married? Or have a baby? Decisions like that are HUGE.

January 01, 2006 10:51 PM

Blogger tfg said...

I do #3 often, too. Usually it's major stuff; car keys, wallet, pants,etc.

January 02, 2006 2:09 PM

Blogger Sylvana said...

SSB, pfft! You should have known that a long time ago!

OldRoses, I didn't really decide those things, they just happened. Like if you won a brand new car. You don't decide, you just take the car.

TFG, Welcome to my blog! I often have to check to make sure I didn't leave the house without pants.

January 02, 2006 10:35 PM

Blogger galetea said...

I have to admit that my hubby does #4 to me constantly. He's a "fiddler."

"Come on, love," I'll yell up the stairs, "we're going to be late for
the movie."

"Just a sec." I'll hear. And then I realize that he hasn't actually stopped what he's doing. He's "fiddling". I imagine he picked this up from his father who will decided to clean out the gutters 4 minutes before he's due to go out. At any rate, when I yell up the stairs, I realize that he is just going to keep playing guitar or piano WHILE WE'RE GOING TO BE LATE! ARRRRG!

In the #2 stakes, I have issues with cliffs and precipices rather than knives. My brain just kind of goes "how AWFUL would it be to fall?" and then my legs go, "LET'S FIND OUT!" and try to propel me over the edge, so guardrails are my friend. (I'm not mental, honestly, I have no deathwish at all.) I suppose this is rather the same as getting the idea to yell something particularly foul at a quiet moment in church. Once the thought is in your can't quite get rid of it.

January 04, 2006 10:22 AM

Blogger Sylvana said...

Galetea, yeah, I would so clean out the gutters too. I'm surprised that I ever get out of the house at all.
That "throw yourself off a cliff" feeling is exactly what I am talking about. I also get that while driving. And I often find myself yelling embarrassing things when it gets quiet. Especially if it is a highly inappropriate place and time. I think it makes life more interesting (not that I do it on purpose or anything), but people tend to really think that you are mental.

January 04, 2006 2:00 PM

Blogger ORF said...

Man, #5 is the story of my life. It takes me FOREVER to make decisions about things because I'm so afraid I'll make the wrong one. It's the primary reason I couldn't break up with my boyfriend for over a year. What if I made a mistake? (In hindsight, it was absolutely the right decision.)

Anyway, I've been working lately to sort of realize that with most things, it really doesn't matter what you do because ultimately everything will work out the way it needs to. That might not mean it's necessarily the way you WANT it to, but you just have to be ready to roll with it...

January 05, 2006 1:48 PM

Blogger Douglas Cootey said...

#4 is my fave. LOL I have the same problem. Always fitting 4 into 3. Why be early when you can squeeze in a new project!? I ended up creating an über satchel to fight off boredom. It's like Dr. Who's Tardis. I cram so many things in it that nobody in my family ever wants to carry it for me. BUT! I am never bored if I am early. ;)


~=~ - Fighting neurological disabilities with attitude and humor

January 05, 2006 4:23 PM

Blogger Sylvana said...

ORF, naw, I'm too much of a control freak to roll with it. I metioned that in my "100 Things About Me" list (in my sidebar). If I feel that I can make a difference by my decisions, well, then I will agonize over making that decision.

There are, however many times that I get an overwhelming feeling about something and just do it no matter how crazy or improbable it seems. And THOSE decisions ALWAYS work out really well! SSB has learned over the years to just run with those crazy ideas, too.

Doug, hey, welcome to my blog! Another problem I have getting out of the house or being on time is that I can only seem to remember the things that I need to get done when I am under extreme time constraints or I'm trying to get to sleep. under either of these situations all the things that I need to do come flooding at me and they are usually things that I have forgotten for so long that they are long overdue and desperately need to be done RIGHT NOW!

Speaking of über satchels, I tend to carry everything but the kitchen sink with me. Need a pen, I have one. Need a spoon, I have one. Need a stapler, I have one. Need a tent, I have one. But the stachel needs to be something that I can attach to me because otherwise I will leave it behind. My husband follows me so that when I set my keys or bag down (as I inevitably will) he will pick it up for me. As we are heading out to the car and I suddenly panic, "Oh No! I lost my keys!!" He will heroically pull them out of his pocket. I don't know what I would do without him!

January 05, 2006 8:40 PM

Conversations At Our House v.5

Thursday, December 29, 2005 | 0 Comments

Sy: [after reading something she wrote on her blog to SSB to get his opinion] Maybe I should add a, er, what's it, an expletive in front of "Seinfeldian".


Sy: You know, something to describe it.

SSB: An expletive is a swear word.

Sy: Oh, an adjective, I mean. But I guess a swear word would work too.


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Blogger sands of time said...

you write whatever you like :)

December 29, 2005 9:06 AM

Blogger Derek Knight said...

swear words work pretty damn well as adjectives.

December 30, 2005 11:38 AM

Blogger Sylvana said...

Pink Lady, it IS my blog after all, right?

Derek, abso-fucking-lutely! That is what SSB calls an "injective".

December 30, 2005 5:00 PM

Mall Santas Are Evil

Tuesday, December 27, 2005 | 0 Comments

Shamus O'Drunkahan did a post a little while ago about Bad Santas. Here is my own run in with a bad Santa. This man is clearly thinking about which rifle to use on the tower. I, on the other hand, am:

A) giving one of my signature cheesy smiles for the camera.

B) asking "Are you serious?"

C) pleading "Get me away from this guy. He smells like urine and stale Cheetos."

D) reaching into my coat for a gun to take this guy out and complete my mission.


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Blogger Kari said...

Aww... is that you?? And that Santa doesn't even look creepy!

December 27, 2005 2:54 AM

Blogger Kari said...

on second thought the dark brows arent right, that and your post only showed up as the picture at first. :P

December 27, 2005 2:55 AM

Blogger Sylvana said...

Kari, yes indeedy, that is me. I don't know how old I am in this picture. I'm guessing 4 or 5.

December 27, 2005 3:26 AM

Blogger "AG" said...

That Santa reminds me of someone who just left the methadone clinic and is thinking about how many minutes to his next cigarette break. Icky.

December 27, 2005 5:25 AM

Blogger Lyvvie said...

That guy was way too young to be Santa!!!


Did he really smell like wee and cheetos? How gross!!

I think it's interesting you had a signiature smile at such a young age...obviously your folks had a camera with them always.

Hope you and the Family had a wonderful, super weekend!!

Much love,


December 27, 2005 8:04 AM

Blogger nope said...

Love the picture - you are definitely the focus, who cares about the evil Santa - poor guy, probably just trying to make a living. Wonder what he looks like now?

December 27, 2005 8:49 AM

Blogger Derek Knight said...

yay! Urine AND Cheetos. IT MUST BE CHRISTMAS!

Anyhow, I'm partial to the "reaching for gun" choice. it''s just so...

well, whatever it is, it is it.

December 27, 2005 12:41 PM

Blogger Sylvana said...

AG, you had me laughing out loud over your comment. HE DOES!

Lyvvie, I was noticing the youth of this particular Santa too. Probably some assistant manager that they threw into a Santa suit because the one they hired was in jail or something.

Indiaiynke, he does not look like he should be dealing with the public let alone little children. But he didn't phase me too much. I'm still all ready to ham for the cam.

Derek, yeah, nothing says Christmas like the smell of urine and stale snack foods.

December 27, 2005 2:48 PM

Blogger OldRoses said...

So did you take him out and complete your mission?

December 27, 2005 3:13 PM

Blogger Shamus O'Drunkahan said...

Yeah, that santa looks a tad bit weary.

Nice checkered pants, by the way.

No, I'm not making fun - those are WAY better than anything I was wearing at that age.

December 28, 2005 7:27 AM

Blogger Shannon said...

I know I should be freaked out by the Santa, but you're so darn cute!!

December 28, 2005 10:54 AM

Blogger Sylvana said...

OldRoses, I would tell you, but then I'd have to kill you.

Shamus, I was wondering when someone would mention the pants.

Shannon, I know. My parents had some good looking kids!

December 28, 2005 12:21 PM

Blogger Wendy A said...

Way to young to be Santa. Go for D. It's the American way.

December 28, 2005 2:41 PM

Blogger Heather said...

Wee & Cheetos...eeyeew. And I was getting ready to have dinner. Yeah, he was way too young to be Santa.

December 28, 2005 8:21 PM

Blogger sands of time said...

Oh A definately

December 29, 2005 9:07 AM

Blogger Sylvana said...

Wendy A, that's the one that I was leaning toward.

Heather, Weetos.

Pink Lady, you should have seen my first grade picture. Now THAT was a beaut!! I looked more like I was getting dental record pictures than school pictures

December 30, 2005 4:56 PM

We normally don't decorate for Christmas for many reasons; three of which are 1) we are cheap, 2) we are lazy, and 3) we usually go up to my parents' house for Christmas anyway so let them decorate!

Well, due to special circumstances we didn't go to my parents' house this year. And despite all the stuff that has been going on we are determined to have a happy Christmas, DAMN IT!!

SSB had already started decorating a couple weeks ago for some strange reason and it was warm out the day before Christmas so we put up lights on the house- blue and white. Then we went to the local Shopko to get chocolate for Christmas morning. And we picked up more decorations- 60% off!! The above is a picture of what we did with our haul.

SSB and I stayed up late Christmas Eve watching movies and drinking Ballatore Gran Spumante. We buy a few bottles of this and let it sit in the back of our fridge for a year or two before drinking it. The refrigerator aging mellows it out and makes it the best damn wine that I have ever drank! YUMMY! We drink it on special occasions such as New Year and our anniversary. I could drink it all the time, but it really needs to age to be that enjoyable and I just don't have a wine cellar to work all that wine.

We got a 20" inch TV for JD. He completely was not expecting that. At first he was hesitant about it, not understanding how it was a good thing since we can't get reception worth shit. But ever since we hooked up the Play Station that our friend had given to us (complete with a bunch of games) he has been coming down from his room every hour or so demanding a hug because he is so happy.

I got SSB the latest Simpson DVD, of course.

SSB got me these fabulicious boots!

Along with all the cookies that I made last night for us to gorge ourselves on today, I made a batch of dog biscuits. They LOVE them!!

Zen is very fussy about what he eats so we gave him Pounce Baste'mms for Christmas. He gets all drooly as soon as he hears the bag crinkle. He's loving the special treatment, but I don't care if it is Christmas and he has cancer - he can still go lick his ass in the other room!!


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Blogger sideshow bob said...

You look so cute in your boots!

December 26, 2005 1:09 PM

Blogger DrMax said...

Looks like you had a merry one Syl and SSB! All the best for your family in the new year. It's been nice to meet good blog folks like you over the past year.

December 26, 2005 1:11 PM

Blogger Shamus O'Drunkahan said...

Cool boots!

December 26, 2005 8:02 PM

Blogger Sylvana said...

SSB, teehee!

DrMax, I feel the same way. It's been so nice to find so many great people!

Shamus, thanks! I can't wait for more snow!!

December 26, 2005 10:17 PM

Blogger OldRoses said...

Love your decorations. The best gift I received was a flower arrangement from one of my oldest friends. No one EVER sends me flowers. At first I thought it was a mistake and that they had been delivered to the wrong house. I couldn't believe they were actually for me. I was so thrilled I put them in the picture of the rum cake I made for my cooking blog. I will be posting it next week. It's a ghost story! BTW, the boots are GREAT!

December 26, 2005 11:50 PM

Blogger nope said...

Love the boots and the dog biscuits and it sure sounds like you had a pleasant holiday!

December 27, 2005 8:47 AM

Blogger Sylvana said...

OldRoses, a ghost story?! I love ghost stories! I can't wait!

Indiaiynke, would you say that they are bootilicious? ;)
Perhaps the biscuits are biscuilicious!
That's a fun game.
I think I had too much coffee.

December 27, 2005 2:56 PM

Blogger Wendy A said...

Those boots look kinda like waterproof Uggs. Very stylish

December 28, 2005 2:39 PM

Blogger Sylvana said...

Wendy, geez! I've never been stylish before. I just like them because they are soft pink, sparkly, and remind me of the boots I wore during my childhood.

December 28, 2005 7:37 PM

Blogger sands of time said...

sounds like you had a really happy christmas.Love the boots by the way as well

December 29, 2005 9:10 AM

Blogger galetea said...

I'm LOVING the pink Christmas decorations. I'll run that past the Rock Star for next year when we've got a proper house and a whole ROOM to fill with pink shiny!

December 30, 2005 5:12 AM

Blogger Sylvana said...

Pink Lady, it actually was a pretty good one this year!

Galetea, welcome to my blog! My husband picked out most of the decorations in that picture and even set up most of them himself! I did the goodie trays and positioned the runner on the table.

December 30, 2005 4:17 PM