DMV Contest Entry

Here's my official entry into Wendy's Disgusting Mini Van (DMV) contest. It's not a real mini van, but apparently mini SUV's count, so I'm throwing in. Somehow life is better knowing I'm not the only mom who can't seem to keep her car clean. And it's totally not the kids fault...after documenting this madness, I realized that I'm the slob and the kids are only responsible for a couple of cheerios on the floor...somebody help me!


Here's the dash, complete with 3 day old can of diet coke, empty gum box, used kid tissues, empty bottle of kids motrin and lipstick with lost cap.
The front passenger seat with wipies and extra sweaters for the kids...and I think that's another tissue hiding underneath.

Floor of front passenger seat with empty vitamin water (hey, it's better than the diet coke!), used gas card, another used tissue (this is getting embarrassing), old cd, old Disneyland parking pass and a never ever used cd case.

Floor of back seat: more wipies, case for that cd in the front (or is it?), spilled cheerios, oh no! more tissues!! and old paper bunny ears from an Easter egg hunt. Wide shot of the back seat floor...here's more cd's in a case we never open, a pizza hut packet of cheese and a scarf for mom.
This is the back seat in between the two car seats: big pile of sweaters, comfort dog, and waterproof book.

The trunk: blanket, empty box of milk and cereal from costco (aka- trash), stroller, princess sleeping bag, comfort pink bear/blanket, bamboo mat and umbrella.

OK, I'm gonna go clean it now.

Meditation

I've decided to make an effort to meditate... in addition to learning Italian, reading more, and playing the piano. All this I expect to accomplish on TOP of being a working mom and wife, raising two kids, potty training, sleep training, feeding, laundry, and ironing (huh? oh yeah, I don't really iron...put that on the "make an effort" list).

I thought perhaps if I write a blog about it, I'll actually DO it (credit Christine for that idea).

So send me good vibes, positive energy and lots of that cool white light you're supposed to fill your body with as you meditate...come on!

:)

My "most cluttered purse" Entry

So, I've entered my friend's "most cluttered purse" contest...I'm hoping if I win, Keith will stop calling me a clutter bug and realize that it's just a necessary part of being a mom. So here goes!

The receptacle that holds it all:





The Trash Section: This is where I hold old snotty tissues, bent lollipops, half wrapped tootsie rolls, and used movie ticket stub.


The Business Section: My wallet, checkbook, notepad and countless gift cards that I always forget are in there until after I have left the store.


The Drug store section: Nausea wrist bands from when I was pregnant (my daughter is 8 months old), cold medication for me, tylenol for baby, unmarked prescription bottle with random drugs like tylenol, percocet, aleve, etc, perfume for when I smell funny, comb, soap that I got as a gift at someone's baby shower, binder clip, and lip gloss


The Paper section: Old receipts, drawing of some project or bookshelf I was supposed to buy as an organizing tool (I don't think it ever happened), to-do list, bank deposit receipt, ticket from waiting in line for something, and one pen


Miscellaneous Section: watch links taken out from my watch, ipod connector for my car.


Loose change: This section is actually kind of sad...I expected more!


The Kids Section: Diaper, wipes, sunscreen, socks, baby einstein entertainment game, half of a plastic easter egg, and a 'travel disc' for Zoe's bottle (aka--token choke-able item)


Extended Kid Section: added just as I left the house...my little pony, bottle of formula and sippy cup cap with straw--excellent for crying teething baby


And last, but certainly not least...my blackberry!!!

Let's hope they don't do a "most cluttered car" contest...I don't even want to GO there!

Blog Spotting

Since facebook and myspace and dot-mac don't give me ENOUGH presence on the web, I figured I'd become a Blogger. Why not? So here's my two cents for today:

I hate politics...they make me uncomfortable. So I cringe with my entire being when I hear celebrities address politics in their Oscar speeches. I'm not watching CNN here, I'm watching the Oscars! I don't want to hear what you have to say about your country and your president. If I did, I'd go to YOUR website or write you some fan mail and find out.

I think Mr. Penn is an incredibly talented actor, and I respect the fact that he has an opinion, especially since his movie was about sensitive material...but say thanks to your colleauges and maybe thank your wife (did you notice poor Robin didn't get a mention?), and then just move along with your statue. Thanks :)