“Get Your Fingers Out of Your Rectum”

Do I really even need a story for this or is this quote that I heard enough of a picture of what I had to deal with tonight!?

Was That Monet or Manet?

I found out after wandering the house a little bit that my client used to be an artist, or I guess I should say, an imitation artist, that copied art works of other people.  But walking around her almost 100 year old house, it was like looking in a museum for some of these paintings.  I guess she can’t paint so much anymore because she had a stroke which effected her painting side, but she still remembers painting most of the stuff.  I saw that one of the paintings was a Manet painting or an imitation Manet and that gave me a flash back of Oceans 11 where George Clooney’s character was talking to Julia Roberts…

Danny: Tess, you’re doing a great job curating the museum, the Vermeer is quite good, simple, vibrant, but his work definitely fell off as he got older.
Tess: Remind you of anyone?
Danny: And I always confuse Monet and Manet. Now which one married his mistress?
Tess: Monet.
Danny: Right, and then Manet had syphilis.
Tess: They also painted occasionally.

I found a lot of paintings in the house but I took pictures of the ones that reminded me of museums.  I only know something about two, the rest are just pretty!

Imitation of Thomas Gainsborough's The Blue Boy

I saw Manet at the bottom of the painting but the name was foreign to me

Something I Should Try or Facilitate

Warning Via Flashing Lights

I got pulled over tonight going like 55 on the Bothell Everett Hy.  Which I’ve gone faster on by far before.  The cop was going the other way and I was heading to Marie’s whne the cop pulls a u-turn and pulls up behind me, though not turning on his lights untill he got near the 7-11.  So naturally my heart was beating fast and I’m slight freaking out.  BUT, after asking me questions like where was I going, and coming from, the cop said he’d let me off with a warning.  And my brake light is out on one side so he could’ve totally given me a ticket for that.  So I feel so blessed to have walked away from that without my third ticket!

Flying Motor Homes a Thing of the Future

I think it’s hilarious when I nod off at work for 15 minutes and wake up with a pretty weird dream.  Especially because I learned in one of my classes, physiology I think, that you dream when you enter the REM cycle.  Before the REM cycle you have like the first four stages of Non REM and that takes you a few hours to go through.  So when I watch the time and wake up 15 minutes later with a dream…is that just me that thinks that’s weird?

My dream for the night/morning of my Friday shift…or at least the part that I can remember is that I was sitting at work at the same client I was at, when Bri showed up at the door and for some reason came and sat on the couch with me.  Even though none of my friends know where I work, but hey, dream.  Then when I tried to leave after being relieved by the next person on shift I kept forgetting stuff and had to go up and down in the elevator that somehow got stuck.  Somehow warped past the elevator problems to a house where I was trying to get two teenage kids to get ready to go, I think because of a big problem/natural disaster/monster coming our way and had to end up confiscating the thing a teen values most, their cool cell phones, to get them going.  But then when we were leaving the house turned into a motor home that could fly and we tried to fly away but figured out that we had left the parents behind.  Then I woke up.

I wonder what would be the interpretation of my dreams. Haha.

Phantom Phantom

I got to see the  Phantom of the Opera at the Paramount Theatre in Seattle.  It was the first real musical/theatre production.  Amazingly put together.  And the Paramount was beautiful, I only got a few pictures before a lady came up saying that it was illegal or something to take pictures…lame.

I think my favorite part was probably the improv of the water part.  They had lights that came out of the floor and turned on a fog machine so it really looked like they were going through a candle lite water way just like in the movie.  The musical was Marie’s birthday gift to Breezie and we didn’t tell Breezie what we were doing, so I would say we got to surprise her, but she figured it out on the way there.  For some reason she was very suspicious about us surprising her and kept guessing no matter what we said.  Fortunately, I figured she would like it, and I was right.  Chalk one up for the pleasently surprised

Cartoon Humor

Bridal Showers, Showered With Love

My first bridal shower! And my did I laugh ever so much.  I figured I would with Shai and the way that she reacts to…life.  She got a lingerie, a LOT of lingerie amongst other random stuff like recipe books and even a book on sexual pleasures from her ma-in-law to be.  Most of the people there I didn’t know because they were either family or future family.  There was really good cake though!!! My favorite part of the day though was after the bridal shower when a few people went out into the backyard and I discovered a hammock.  I got to sit and chill for a few hours and I decided that when I get my own place, a hammock is definitely mandatory.  I also went out to Mexican with Shai, Tatyana and Bri and then out to a movie, Traitor, with the Arnold sisters.  Which got me home around 1:30am.  Just another crazy day, yay

GOAL! …Or Not…

Bryce had his first soccer game today and it was so cute and hilarious to watch.  When he got his uniform he was so excited because he’s number 7 and 7 years old.

I really don’t know much about soccer but I’m pretty sure I know that standing all in one group prolly isn’t productive.  I was so proud of Bryce though, getting in the middle of everyone and having the guts to kick the ball, or even to try.  They didn’t keep score so that we could see, I know that the other team kept scoring and we didn’t score once while I was there.  The kids on the other team seemed a little bigger than the kids on Bryce’s team, the Comets.  I think he had fun though, and that’s really all that matters.

My parents were the snack parents of the game and my dad was an adorable soccer day, walking back and forth on the field yelling at the kids to move around and kick the ball.  Breezie was also nice enough to sacrifice her Saturday morning to come support Bryce.

Cool Beans

I saw this at one of my client’s house. It’s a note pad that’s part of a paint brush. I think it’s creative and awesome!