Rockin Robbin

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Wednesday, June 28, 2006

Curse o' the blue icing



Ashley had her 12th birthday party on Saturday. Since Ashley has always had huge BLOW OUT parties since her 1st birthday party, she has scaled back these parties all by herself. More intimacy, less choreography. Katherine and one other girl, Alysha was there. A couple of other girls were invited but could not attend. Ashley had a great time anyway...even when it started to rain. This kid has some spirit... even her mom Eva said she would have cried at Ashley's age but not Ashley! She was hula hooping, and balloon fighting in the rain. We had fake coconut drinks, pizza, chips and dip, and a CURSED BLUE CAKE. I kid you not, Ashley's birthday cake was cursed. The blue icing was everywhere. It got on me first and I hadn't even touched it! Eva and her mother Ellen were laughing at me at first but I got the last laugh because it got on both of them too. It was even on Eva's legs and kitchen cabinets! At E.J's party at Gameworks last month, I carried around the left over pizza and birthday cake for an hour so as not to waste it. However, I told Eva EXACTLY what she could do with that CURSED BLUE ICING CAKE when she kept trying to get me to take it home with me. That blue icing was SO BLUE, you know the bakery must have used half a gallon of blue dye. It stained my finger nails blue!
I had taken up my surfboard prop and took tons of pictures and played some party music off my itune downloads. What a great time we had.
Eva - the photography and D.J services bill... it's in the mail!

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

Marks

These are two marks, moles, whatever on Matthew's neck. I often look at them and wonder what they are. They are so perfect and straight together with no others anywhere. Could it be:
1.) A vampire bite?
2.) An alien abduction scar from probing?
3.) Where God plugged Matthew "in" when he filled his body up with snail's, shell's and puppy dog tails? You know, all the things "little boys are made of".

I vote for number 3.

Isn't his neck handsome? Dark and tan with little blonde hairs growing on his neck from the sun. I think to myself that one day many girls will remember these two marks on Matt's neck... from sitting behind him in science, bleachers, or from hugs, and maybe a small sweet kiss... (NOTHING ELSE!)

There was a boy who had some "marks"
Girls checked him out when he went to the parks
Two little moles that looked like a dot
Reminded them that he surely was HOT!

Wonder if he could be the next male version of Cindy Crawford- they both have the mole thing going on...


Ahhh youth... Why can't we start old and get young?

Sunday, June 18, 2006

Baby on the way

Roger's cousin Audrea is going to have a baby and is due in July. She got to get some of those cool sonogram photo's that are 3-D. I am jealous that I didn't get to have these with any of my babies! All I got was blurry black and gray shots of shapes that were described as "head", "heart" and "private-parts" and I went right along with it smiling and nodding my head believing everything they said (until they told me Matt was a girl right up till I was 7 months pregnant and had already painted pink ribbons around the room and filled the closet with pink lacey clothes) I wonder if that's how our moms feel when they get to go baby shopping with us after not "being in the know" all those years and then seeing all the cool stuff out?
Anyway, Audrea is having a girl and they are WAY SURE about the gender with the 3-D shots... Wonder if dad will ever pull these pictures out to embarrass "Alyssa Marie" when she is a teenager? Hummm... something to consider... having 3-D shots of your privates...
I am going to do some belly-shots of Audrea pregnant this week. Then "Alyssa Marie" will at least be given the choice of 3-D shots of herself naked in the womb or daddy and mommy GA-GA all over mommy's belly. To a teenager these are BOTH TOO MUCH to deal with... which is once again why I will say...
I'M JEALOUS!
One less thing to embarrass the kids with...

Thursday, June 15, 2006

Wella

My husband Roger's grandmother died yesterday. "Adelaide" or Wella as she was affectionately called by Roger, Anthony and our children, was a wonderful woman. Have you ever heard that great things come in small packages? Well that was Wella. Not only was she a typical Spanish mother that hovered over her sons constantly, she was my husband's "Mama" too. She was the one who raised him, nurtured him, and most certainly loved him with her whole heart. There are too many stories to share them all but I will let you peek into a bit of the past.
WELLA loved Roger and loved giving him a bath, unfortunately Roger's take on it was of being scrubbed with a rough wash cloth until it felt like his skin was coming off! Her first words in English were, "GET OUTA MY HOUSE!" to all Roger's friends who loved running in and out of her house over on STATE STREET. But she still played tackle football with them in her front yard... Roger saw the circus one time and wanted to try out a trick with WELLA, so he laid on the floor, put his knees up against his chest and told WELLA to sit on his feet and then tossed her in the AIR. Now if someone told you to do that, WOULD YOU? She did...
Not only was she a good MAMA to him but a wonder sister to her family. She took care of two of her sisters till they passed away being barely able to care for herself. She just had that kind of heart. She didn't think of herself, only what she could do for everyone else. Is it any wonder I found a certificate with her having gotten FIRST AID TRAINING back in 1937? God blessed her with her son Paul. He loved his Mama and he went to the nursing home everyday to take her dinner because she didn't like the food there. Everyday he was there, loving, listening and caring for her.

GOD SAW THAT SHE WAS TIRED AND A CURE WAS NOT TO BE.
SO HE PUT HIS ARMS AROUND HER AND WHISPERED, "COME WITH ME."
WITH TEAR-FILLED EYES WE WATCHED HER SUFFER AND FADE AWAY.
ALTHOUGH WE LOVED HER DEEPLY, WE COULD NOT MAKE HER STAY.
A GOLDEN HEART STOPPED BEATING, HARD-WORKING HANDS PUT TO REST.
GOD BROKE OUR HEARTS TO PROVE TO US HE TAKES ONLY THE BEST.

We will have a memorial on this Saturday the 17th of June at our home. All are welcome. Please email for directions...

Wednesday, June 07, 2006

I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU THOUGHT IT WAS ME!

How could you? Just because I like to pour DOWNEY out by the bottle, harass the dogs, flood the bathroom floor, eat books, tear up furniture and scream to get my way doesn't mean I would mess up All THAT STUFF AT ONE TIME! Give me a break! I enjoy each thing I do. I get a personal SATISFACTION from seeing my mom trip out like she does! If I did everything at once, all sorts of bad things could happen... I could get really bored with nothing else to do, and I hate the corner and that's were I'd be for a LOONNNGGGG time and worst of all "they" might COMMIT my mom and I wouldn't get to see her cool reaction anymore.
ANYWAY, I was too busy that day doing something else. Forget the bathroom, Katherine had left out her scissors that she uses to make bracelets with and I pretended to play BARBER-SHOP MAN and cut my hair off...
SEE?
Did you not notice the great cut I gave myself?
Any takers?
NEXT!
P.S Bartholomeu, our liberalist democrat dog is the one who messed up the bathroom. We found out just in time too as he was planning on blaming it on GEORGE W. BUSH! (If you don't understand this Blog, read the story below)
Thanks to Natasha & Billy Joe's emails for our ending!

Tuesday, June 06, 2006

06 06 06 ~ MARK of the BEAST

This is the handy work of someone I love. Someone who is good at hiding the fact the he is probably really smart. He's a real charmer, handsome too and well like by ALMOST everyone. He fools people who think he seems really well behaved. Does this sound like the "ANTI-CHRIST? He seems like a peace maker but instead causes war among everyone. He makes you trust him but when you turn your head he will stab you in the back... I am thinking of shaving his head to see if the "Mark of the Beast" 666 is there. Nothing he does though surprises me. NOTHING. I know if he figures out that I know what he is up to that my life may be in danger... IF he's THE ONE. Do you KNOW who did this to my bathroom? Was it:

A.)Bartholomeu
B.) Roger
C.) The Devil
D.) Gabriel
E.) A Democrat

Answer will be in tomorrow's post...