Thursday, August 30, 2007

Friday Flashback

Remember when cRiMpInG your hair was cool?

I've said this before... but I had this thing
about not smiling in pictures when
I was a kid. This is me in 1st grade.
I'm guessing 1991?

How about Stick on Earrings?

Award Thanks

Thanks Skittles!

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Keep Him in your Thoughts

I babysit a family three days a week. While I was babysitting today the 4 1/2 month old started acting really odd (vomit, eyes bugging, jaw shaking, very lethargic). Minutes after I noticed the strange signs and made a frantic call to his mother... his dad, who was on his way home anyway was there...

After tests and a couple hospitals and noting temporary blindness... I have since learned from the parents that there is fluid in the baby's brain.


**Update. I found out this morning that he is out of ICU and doing good! with out surgery! They will keep him a few days for observation.

Tuesday, August 28, 2007


My fellow Cincinnatian Blogger took this wonderful and colorful picture in Sand Island beach, in the Honolulu area during the summer of 2006.

I surprisingly received many entires and it was SO hard to choose!

I picked the picture that made me say WOW.

Honorable Mentions:
Barb aka Skittle's for the Cutest Pic
Erin for Most Tempting (I would just love to blow all those dandelions!)
Frank for Best Textured

Thanks you to ALL of you that participated I enjoyed seeing you photos and glad you entered!


Photo Contest ! *Sticky Post*

I love photography and haven't been able to get out to take any fun pictures... So I'm going to run a photo contest all week. The photo I like the best will be taking the place of Mr. Surferdude up there for a month.

The photo must have been taken by you!
No nudity! Ew. I just don't want to see it. Sorry.

What can you win?
A link and props! ... sorry broke college student here. I wish I could actually give away something!

The contest starts NOW and I will take submissions until Tuesday August 28th.

Send photos to XXX

Monday, August 27, 2007


Don't be scared
To fly alone
Find a path that is your own
Love will open every door

It's in your hands the world is yours
Don't hold back and always know
All the answers you will unfold
What are you waiting for
Spread your wings and soar

Christina Aguilera

...I've been listening to some old CDs...


Letter to 'God'

Dear God,

Thank-you for stupid people. I live to laugh.


What would your answer be?
Mine would be...

I think 1/5 can't locate the US on world map because....

A. They are holding it upside down...

B. They are from Kentucky


C. This poll was probably taken on an episode of Jay Leno. Jaywalking is my fav.

Heads or Tails?

This week's theme is HEADS - Hobby
- Anything that rhymes with Hobby.
What is Heads or Tails?

I Choose Heads.

My number one hobby would have to be blogging. Second is Golfing. Third, collecting odd money (50 pieces, 2$ bills, foreign money). Fourth, photography. Fifth, Movie watching... a ton of it.

Sunday, August 26, 2007

The Return of Erika

I'm back from Chicago, and Glad to find that you can now add video to blogger... :-)

Anyway... I'm going to leave you tonight with a picture of me with my favorite Chicago attraction. The funny mirrored bean looking thing at Millennium Park.

...What can I say. I'm easily amused.

Thursday, August 23, 2007

Hap-Happy Birthday

(Early)Friday Flashback - Letter People

In Kindergarten I specifically remember getting Letter People coloring pages. I found them so exciting and could never wait to find out what the next one was and to color it! I did some "research" online. And found that the Letter People used to be a TV show... and was in existence way before my time ;-) ... so is this bringing up memories for anyone else?

Miss. A - Achoo
Mr. B - Beautiful Buttons
Mr. C - Cotton Candy
Mr. D - Delicious Donuts
Miss. E - Exercise
Mr. F - Funny Feet
Mr. G - Gooey Gum
Mr. H - Horrible Hair
Miss. I - Itchy Itch
Mr. J - Jumble Junk
Mr. K - Kicking
Mr. L - Lemon Lollipops
Mr. M - Munching Mouth
Mr. N - Noisy Nose
Miss. O - Obstinate
Mr. P - Pointy Patches
Mr. Q - Quiet
Mr. R - Ripping Rubberbands
Mr. S - Super Socks
Mr. T - Tall Teeth
Miss. U - Upsy-Daisy Umbrella
Mr. V - Violet Velvet Vest
Mr. W - Wonderful Wink
Mr. X - X
Mr. Y - Yawning
Mr. Z - Zipping Zippers

This post is early because I'm off to CHICAGO Friday morning!

Sunday, August 19, 2007

Golf Adventures

This is what happens when you let two best friends out on a the course. You don't have to point out that we suck. I think the numbers speak for themselves. Tiffany just got whatever number sounded good at the moment. I got what you see. the 49 is an improvement from my 51 last time.

Click to enlarge
Stars = where I lost balls
S= where I got stuck in the sand

Lucky number 7, that was a good hole. We had some VERY slow kids and parents in front of us. They were on the next hole, pretty much out of the way... Anyway I hit the ball, aimed a little wrong and sunk the ball through their cart's back window. It took a bounce inside - off the floor and roof.... and then out the front. Did I mention the kids were still in the cart. Thank god I didn't kill one of them. I felt so bad!

I'm golfing again tomorrow. The goal is to improve and not kill anyone!


I love when people talk about ME! I wish I could say I'm just kidding, but I'm not ;-)

Anywhoo I have been reviewed. Hop on over to the Untwisted Vortex for a good time!

Saturday, August 18, 2007

Brain Block

I have been stressing over decisions about graduating, delaying graduation (they say these are the best years of my life.... I need an extension), possible grad school, deciding on when to go to the police academy, and contemplating traveling out of the country next summer for the first time ever!

So last night I decided a tentative plan.... and now my brain --> Kaput.

Because I really have nothing to write about I will share some "Great Finds" that I have been hording.

Simpsons Gone Indian
*Flash website

Wits End
*Great Blog

Homepage Setup
*Set-up a personalized homepage. I'm so going to use this for all the blogs I read.

I just love this

I hate onions

*I only really put this up here for my mom.

Well are you?

Nail and toothpick art
* I really like this. People are so darn creative.

Fishing for Buck$

...So if your bored.. go have a look.

Monday, August 13, 2007


Besides the boobs... do we look related?Me and My lil' sis in Arizona.

Sunday, August 12, 2007

Pet Peeve

Finger prints on the computer screen are a BIG pet peeve of mine. I know where this pet peeve stems too. We always had a computer growing up and when my dad was showing us something or we were showing him we always heard "Don't touch the screen!" We'd snap back with a " I wasn't going to!!," even though we were just about to. I never understood why my dad got all pissy about touching the screen.... until I got my own computer. I HATED it when my friends would poke at the screen! I have a laptop and it has one of those LCD screens that gets all funky when you push it, last thing I need is it to get messed up... or a copy of your finger prints!

Anyway I just thought I would let you all in on that pet peeve? Does it drive anyone else nuts? I have to clean the community work computer screen about every time I sit down to use it. It get s SO GROSS!!

Friday, August 10, 2007

Summer Book Review #6

Title: Mad Mouse: A John Ceepak Mystery
By: Chris Grabenstein
Pages: 320

Book Description:
It’s almost Labor Day, and the end of summer could mean the end of someone’s life in this exciting sequel to Chris Grabenstein’s Tilt-a-Whirl.

Young Danny Boyle, the part-time summer cop “down the shore” in Sea Haven, New Jersey, gets taken on a wild ride when he and his longtime beach buddies become the unwitting targets of a mad-man’s twisted scheme for revenge. Fortunately, John Ceepak, the cop with a soldier’s unshakeable code of honor, stays at Danny’s side to help him negotiate the quick twists and turns that threaten to destroy his life, his friends, and everything about the world he loves. Whipping from the boardwalk to the beach and back again, Mad Mouse keeps zigging and zagging at a breakneck pace, all the way to the surprising finish.

What I thought:
I finished Love You to Death 10 minutes before I was about to board my plane so I made a mad dash to the overpriced gift shop and quickly picked out a book. I was worried becuase I didn't really have time to decided if i would even like this book. I however did. I think I have been reading out of my comfort zone lately - that is, I'm not picking my typically style of book. I was pleasantly satisfied with this book. It is about a couple of cops solving a mystery. It wasn't and "OMG you have to read this book." But it was good, and kept me reading to find out what happened. I also enjoyed reading the light "cop stuff" considering I'm a Criminal Justice major and hope to be in the field one day.

Halfway though the book I realized it was part of a series. I missed that part on the back of the book. It seemed okay though, I was able to pick up on everything. I just have added two more books to my "list."


I'm on call this weekend. For those of you don't know I am an RA for off campus student housing. I occasionally have on-call weekends where I am held hostage on the property all weekend. Great fun. It's a little boring at times, but I can't really complain... I'm almost forced to catch up on my sleep - which I have NO problem with.

Anywhoo. While I'm on-call I have desk shifts... and here I am right now. I have been Stumbling for the last hour and a half.

I know. It's sad. But here is a fun/iron thing I stumbled upon.

25 Signs That Computers and the Internet Rule Your Life
  1. You can't remember the last time you wrote an entire paragraph using a pen and paper.
  2. You consider Internet a basic utility.
  3. Between your Internet and your TV, you would rather lose your TV.
  4. Between your Internet and your phoneline, you would rather lose your phoneline.
  5. The Internet IS your phoneline.
  6. You carry a flash drive in your purse or pocket.
  7. You carry a laptop with you wherever you go-or you wish you could.
  8. You have a callous on your right wrist, where you rest your hand when you use your mouse.
  9. Your “diary” is not protected with a lock and key, but with a username and password - and it is open to be read by anybody in the world. CLICK HERE TO CONTINUE READING.

Friday Flashback - Sam the Monkey

I grew up in Loveland Ohio and there is a bike trail the runs right through the heart of town - appropriately named "The Loveland Bike Trail".... well that's what we called it anyway.

We would often head (what I'm going to guess) "north" on the trail and our turn around point would always be "Sam the Monkey"

Who is Sam you ask? Well... I remember him, but not well. I tried to do some research online and found next to nothing. I thought maybe I'm searching for it wrong. So I tried "gorilla," because from what I remember he was pretty large. I actually found out the he was a chimp when I read this article.

So He was a Chimp. A very large chimp that sat in a cage outside a bar by the river. In fact he was a beer guzzling chain smoking chimp. He always looked so sad, but it was so exciting to see him. How often do you see a chimp in the Midwest NOT in the Zoo?

How often do you see a chimp bumming cigarettes from passer-bys and drinking beer and pops(soda) squeezed between the bars?

Wednesday, August 8, 2007


I'm not in much of blogging mood. So I'm just going to say....

What the FUCK is up with this FUCKING heat?!!?

Dear Mother and The Offended. Pardon My French. It's just that I went golfing this EVENING and had to practically wring myself out when I got home.

Are you experiencing the heat? Where are you? Feel free to complain.


Oh Car.
A whole ten days I gave you a break.
I was enjoying the sunshine in Arizona
while you were parked in the shade.
Then I come home
and you feel neglected,
so you start whining with some whistley noise.
And you even start to cry
all over the pavement.
Then I push you
and you wont go.
You refuse to follow my command.
Time out for you at the dealership.
You fucking piece of shit.

My car is on the verge of a breakdown, while I'm on the verge of a meltdown.

Monday, August 6, 2007

Summer Book Review #4 & #5

Title: Love You To Death
By: Melissa Senate
Pages: 304

Book Description:
When did Abby Foote's life become an episode of Law & Order?

First, a former boyfriend (who dumped Abby in the most humiliating way imaginable) is found murdered the day his engagement is announced.

Then two other ex-boyfriends report attempts made on their lives right after breaking up with her. Coincidence? Detective Benjamin Orr, of the Portland Police Department (and Very Probing Questions and Incredibly Delicious Face), doesn't think so. Neither do Abby's friends, family, coworkers and other exes--who are suddenly shaking in their shoes. Soon everyone is sucking up to her as though the Abby they know and supposedly love to death is capable of poisoning their drinks….

Is someone trying to frame her?

Who? And why? She has to find out fast. Because by-the-book Ben is bound to break her heart.

Which makes him next on someone's list…

What I thought:
I absolutely LOVED this book. I read it in a grand total of six hours. In one day (I was traveling by plane and had a 3 hour layover). I would describe it as a "Hip Mystery." I don't know what to say... I don't want to spoil it.... But girls if you have every had a shitty boyfriend or no luck dating, this is the book for you (It could be worse).



Title: Come Back: A Mother and Daughter's Journey Through Hell and Back (Paperback)
By: Claire Fontaine & Mia Fontaine
Pages: 320

Book Description:
How does an honor student at one of Los Angeles's finest prep schools–a nice girl from a happy, loving home–trade school uniforms and afternoons at the mall for speedballs in the back of a truck in rural Indiana? How does her devoted mother emerge from the shock of finding that her daughter has not only disappeared but had been living a secret life for more than a year?

Mother and daughter tell their parallel stories in mesmerizing first–person accounts. Claire Fontaine's story is a parent's worst nightmare, a cautionary tale chronicling her daughter Mia's drug–fueled manipulation of everyone around her as she sought refuge in the seedy underworld of felons and heroin addicts, the painful childhood secrets that led up to it, and the healing that followed. Her search for Mia was brutal for both mother and daughter, a dizzying series of dead ends, incredible coincidences and, at times, miracles. Ultimately, Mia was forced into harsh–but–loving boot camp schools on two continents while Claire entered a painful but life–changing program of her own. Mia's story includes the jarring culture shock of the extreme and controversial behavior modification school she was in for nearly two years, which helped her overcome depression and self–hatred to emerge a powerful young woman with self–esteem and courage.

Come Back is an unforgettable story of love and transformation that will resonate with mothers and daughters everywhere.

What I thought:
I did like this book, though it's not at the top of the list. At times I felt like it seemed a little bit like a self help book... but only becuase it went "deep" as far as emotions and realizing them. But it was good, I especially liked how it flipped from the Mom (Claire) telling her story and the daughter (Mia) telling her story.

Thursday, August 2, 2007

Friday Flasback... Vrooom

My first car looked something like this, not exact. I wish I had a picture of it. Though I do think I have a picture of me driving it somewhere around here...

Make: Oldsmobile
Model: Cutlass (I really don't know)
Year: 1989 (that is only 5 years younger than ME)
Color: Grey with brown rust spots.
Doors: 4
Cost: $200

What made this car special? Well, it was my first car... and the interior on the inside ceiling had all come down. yes we bought it this way. What did I do about it? I bought sharpies and let my friends draw on the top whenever they were in it :-) I did alot of doodling myself.

We just painted over it when we re-sold it. I didn't have it long(thank goodness), but I made it fun while I had it!

Post a comment to let me know if you have posted yours and you'll be linked up in this post!

Friday Flashback Anyone??

Have you enjoyed my Friday Flashbacks? Have they reminded you of your own memories??

I am encouraging everyone to post a Friday Flashback this Friday. It can be anything. A picture, a memory, a silly family tradition, a funny story, a favorite childhood toy, anything!

Leave a comment here to tell me you are doing one and I will post a link to your blog on my Friday Flashback post this Friday.

Thanks for participating! ...or at least thinking about it.


Wednesday, August 1, 2007

The Drive-Thru

Did you know now, that if you have a big order at McDonald's you can say a name before each order and they will bag the food separately? How nice is that!? You don't have to hunt through the bag and figure out who's food is who's.

So anyway... my sister Lisa, my Mom and myself pull up to the McDonald's drive-thru to order. It went like this and we were ordering for other people who weren't in the car.

Me (erika): "This is Sara and I'll have a number two. No pickles."
Mom: "This is Nancy and I'll have a number 3 with a coke."
Me (erika): "This is Lisa and I'll have a 10 piece chicken nugget with a sprite."

Lisa panics, it's her turn. She gives me a look when I say her name a look that says WTF. I shrug my shoulders. I have no idea why I said her name and not my own.

She's all out of names and her eyes grow wide with loss. She needs a name.

Lisa: "This is Phone and . hahahahah. hi."

Lady on mic: "Uhh nice to meet you... Phone"

This is where I awake from my dream LAUGHING.

Why this is funny I have no idea, but I just chuckled as I wrote it. and I cracked up when I told my mom. Sorry if you don't find it funny, but I'm still laughing! Oh and you cannot do that whole bag/name thing... as far as I know.

How Good Does This Look?

I would like to make these. I think I will... Click the picture for the recipe.

I Blame the Pain Killers for this Non-Sense

I’ve been taking some pain killers the past couple days because I injured my back at the driving range. I think they are responsible for the CRAZY dreams I have been having, and actually remembering.

I just woke up from one… and not having much to blog about lately, I thought I would share.

I’m visiting my mom in Arizona right now and it is Monsoon Season. There has been a lot of rain and talk of people driving through high water. In fact we were talking about those idiots tonight before bed.

So anyway… My dream

In my dream I was back in Ohio. It was raining like crazy, but I HAD to get to whereever I was going… and it was a long road trip deal. Well, it starts to flood. My car starts floating - on the highway. Do I hesitate? No. Why not you ask? Because I apparently have superhuman strength, either that or my Saturn only weighs as much as your typical pool toy. Anywhoo… there I am in my car floating down the highway (all of the cars stay in their respective lanes of course)… I decide that there is NO way my car is going to get ruined. I hop out into the waist deep water. FLIP my car over, get UNDER it. And rest the hood on my head (keeping the engine, the most important part out of the water) and start trudging along. As I’m walking I notice the flood is only happening on the highway, so I take the next exit and head for the BP. Half way up the exit its dry again. No more standing water. So I flip my car back over and head into the BP thorough the basement door.

There’s the problem right there. Since when do BP gas stations have a basement door? I walk up the stairs and into the hallway I open a bedroom door and think “oops! I must have opened an adjoining apartment door…” I walk farther down the hallway in search of the rest of the BP station… when it dawns on me that I’m in someone’s house. Just then a mean looking pug comes barking after me and I notice that I have woken up a fat bald man wearing a dirty wifebeater. I bolt out the front door before he notices me. I realize I have NO money with me, and that I have left my purse here in the room I’m staying in at my mom’s in Arizona so I can’t call a soul for help. I decide that I better get back to my car and drive home, I’m only an hour out anyway. I pat my pockets for the keys. Shit. I never took them out of the car. I start running down the highway, faster than all of the cars, in search of my car. I keep running and running and I start crying because I can’t remember where I left my car and it’s my only way home!!

… Then I woke up, called myself an idiot because I remember I left the car on the off ramp… then I laughed at myself. Then I wrote this… I better re-read it because I doubt it can actually be followed as a story.

It’s just a dream. They aren’t supposed to make sense.