baby gon lose dem ovaries....

well at least we know that the neighborhood boys won't be making grandparents out of us anytime soon...but the look on her face this morning when we dropped her off at the vet will definitely be burned in my memory for the entirety of the day. who am i kidding, i will be wearing a furrowed brow until we pick her up tomorrow after work safe and sound. being a parent is tough work i tell you...maybe i'll hire a full-time nanny to raise our kids, then take over when they are oh say about...30?

broken friend =(

so i just read the news of my chingoo's pending surgery. i'm sorry buddy, but we'd rather have you around missing organs than not around at all, so we'll be by your hospital room with plenty of tlc. d in particular...he'll be there with smooches and hugs, tight, just the way you like it =) heehee

she's back!!

good morning all! it's SO GREAT to be back! mind you, i had an incredibly relaxing time (cleaning poop, running around like a crazed lunatic and entertaining an 18 month old boy with an average bedtime of 3am) but it's great to be back to my reality!

so the trip was amazing! i feel so incredibly blessed and am just so thankful that i had the chance to spend so much QT with my niece and nephew! it was such an awesome trip, check out some choice pics!





AHHHH! i just love them so much!!!!

i do have to admit, seeing the R pull up to union station was also an incredible experience. seeing my baby for the first time in one week was like biting into a creamy cheesecake, unforgettable and delectable all at once! he is my best friend, my hubby, and my buddy all in one! being apart sucked big time, but the feelings that overcame me when we reunited definitely made it well worth the wait!!

1 floating pea

the idea of vacationing is great, but really sucks when you have to go in your pea pod alone. as excited as i am about chillin with my friends/family, i'm so ridiculously sad to leave my better pea behind.

today has been a tough day because i've been trying not to think about leaving him for the week. i'm just deducing from the events of my last trip, the amount of trouble he'll be getting himself into while i'm gone. let's rehash shall we:

1 - cut his hand and bled all over the trunk of his jetta
2 - ate 1 hot dog every night until i got back
3 - was unshaven, haggard and unkempt when i walked through the door
4 - slept on the couch because he felt too sad to sleep in our bed without me there (sorry friend, i know you feel your testicles shrinking as i speak)
5 - missed out on an exciting WET night with the jts, jamie and andrea, by the skin of his teeth

all in all, he was alive, badly bruised, but he made it through. i'm hoping when i get back he and chingoo won't be sitting on a parkside corner in dirty clothes begging for change =)

TGIF!!!!!

the week is almost over and i am back in great form thanks to my friends tylenol and methocarbamol and the love of an amazing man! thank you baby!!

so i'm making my week long journey to "yo" town filth-adelphia and i have to say i'm looking foward to catching up with my soaps, crocheting and pigging out! one thing is for sure, my hometown can kick out some ridiculously wrong foods that taste oh so right. for those of you who ever happen upon this great city, forget about city hall, the liberty bell and all other important monumental areas and head straight to the most extraordinary historical venue of all -- the intersection of pats and genos steaks. now i'm not blind, so mind you, they look unimpressively ghetto from the outside and epitomize everything that is delectable and wrong in this country for promoting poor health in a nice neat bundled package called a "cheesesteak."



but who really gives a **** when you're shoving a pound of tender, lean, cheese covered, grease filled meat into your stomach?

one thing for sure, i'll be bringing back these deadly treats (which btw have more than a 3 hour shelf life...i know, wrong!!) so if anyone would like to call in an order, pick up the phone and dial i-am-ghetto =)

valentine's day, hooray??? hmmmmm....

a lesson to all of you approaching the age of 30. stay away from any sort of heavy lifting...

ok, so we left philly with me being a complete invalid. was it the elliptical run with no stretching? or perhaps the 3 hour car ride directly after....ah, no, none of the above...it was the running and holding and choo-choo train game playing with my nephew that landed me in this current world that i call "back pain hell." now, mind you, i don't have any regrets as my rigorous playing was intended to keep my nephew christian from feeling neglected as everyone oohed and ahhed over my new niece. but i must say, it created a great palette for what was to become a hilarious valentine's day celebration.

after arriving at our humble abode, i took a muscle relaxer, some tylenol and passed out. i don't remember anything from that moment until the next morning when i couldn't lift my head and needed the assistance of my hubby to pee. pretty pathetic i must say but has definitely opened my eyes to his unconditional love even more so than i could have ever expected. yes, as i sat there with spasms and flatulence, d took care of business without even a word of frustration. he is the most amazing, incredible person on this earth and i love him to death!

after about 10 hours of heat packs, ice packs and pain killers, we decided to attempt our journey to morton's for his surprise steak dinner celebration. now, this is where your imagination is truly necessary.

the scene:
lisa on muscle relaxers, babbling God knows what to herself and laughing quietly while playing with her steak knife

the waiter forgetting everything from my napkin to our dessert

lisa knocking her wine glass over, then quickly catching it, creating what had to be the best moment in ninja history. i never felt more asian.

dwayne scraping his poor wife off the chair to guide her home for beddy-bye.

my latest and greatest love!

my niece kayla was born on sunday february 13th, 2005!! she is ridiculously beautiful and the newest love of my life!

we started our trip around 3:30 pm and got up to good old philadelphia around 6:15. we parked and rushed in and then the flood of tears started. i sat there and bawled like a baby while being comforted by everyone in the room..including my sister-in-law who just, by the way, squeezed a watermelon out of her ****



but ah! who cares who comforted who, she's here and i am so in love with her!!! i'm just glad she wasn't born on feb 14th. no niece of mine is going to be robbed of her hallmark holiday rights!! so there you have it, i'm an aunt once again! so if anyone would like to contact me, i'll be in philly for the next several weekends until she's oh say about 9 or 10.

creepy bootie, drugging our dog and much much more...

OK!

so it all began at 3pm, while preparing for our amazing journey. we showered on a saturday (no, this is not a lie) which was labor in itself for the hoovers, but then dared the impossible....we attempted to put chingoo in her crate. of course we did our song and dance until we finally succumbed to sedating her. yes folks, i said "sedating her." now...if any of you know, she is a very anxious little girl, and trust me, we didn't use any harsh chemicals (no prozac or nyquil even) we used these completely natural over-the-counter treats which came recommended by our trainer. these wonder treats contain the magical turkey amino acid -- tryptophan!! HA! so there we were, luring our little loved one into her crate with a sedative. drastic times call for drastic measures. after all of that craziness, to our dismay the damned treat proved ineffective and she went ballistic, trying to claw her way out of her crate. phooey!

moving along, in my over-exuberance, i asked d to make our reservations for 5:30, thinking that a seven course meal would take seven hours. i realized this might have been a lisa moment because as we walked through the doors at 5:30, we realized we were opening the joint. there we were, standing in this restaurant which reeked of cigarette butts and looked like one too.

ok, now onto the dinner...much to my surprise, the food was very so-so! the hirrisa chicken was exceptionally delicious but the appetizer...well, it left a little something to be desired. it consisted of cold marinated eggplant, cucumbers, beets and carrots which, looked a little suspect, but we pressed on!

slowly the crowd started piling in to see the main attraction. did i say attraction. ummm...yeah, if by that i mean 75 year old spinster shaking her flab and loose skin. it was like watching a shar-pei on a windy day. she creepily did her dance while very intently staring at dwayne with these hungry "i want you little boy and WILL have you before the night is over" eyes. as inviting as the offer seemed and as irresistible as she was we made a b-line for the door.





now, i'm hoping i haven't deterred any one of you from indulging in this experience. if you're dying to try this place out, be sure to give my girl a wink and a nod for me. this is definitely an experience you'll never forget, so if you're going for shock value, it's the place to be!

bellies and booties!!

for part 1 of this weekend's pre-vday celebration, we'll be experiencing our very first belly-bootie party! i know what you are all thinking and SHAME ON YOU! there will be no gumdrops at this one!! *wink*

we're going to casablancas and i have to say that i couldn't be more excited and thrilled about the idea of eating delicious moroccan food while watching a half naked lady dance very sensually for us at our table!! HA!



we'll let you know how it goes, and as you've all determined, this idea of watching an erotic female shake her bootie was of course mine =) it must have stemmed from hearing about martin and sherine's wedding dance and the fleeing pastor. well whatever brought it on, i'll tell you all about it on monday which i'm sure will come stocked with photos and a food review!

thank you hallmark!

thank you for creating a day that makes americans smile. it always gives me the opportunity to be super special with my very special friend and that warms the cockles of my heart. i know every person reading this blog today is probably giving both me and hallmark the finger, but i aint mad atcha =)

so d and i have divided valentine's day duties this year. instead of leaving him with the impossible task of creating a new and exciting scheme to woo me (last year it was chinese buffet all the way baby!!!) i have taken over v-day duties! i have made reservations (which does not include sweet and sour pork and wontons) and he's decided to prepare a day of pre-vday celebrating which...as ridiculous as that might sound, d is really quite the sap =) sorry friend! heheheh

anyways, i wish you all the best and most exciting day! i wish i could jump through the computer and give great big hugs!

muah!

smile and the world smiles with you, cry and you cry alone!
It takes 26 muscles to smile, and 62 muscles to frown.

Separation Anxiety

ok i know she's still a puppy, but can you let me walk out of the house without a 15 minute dance around the coffee table? ok just to give you all a little insight, our puppy has a major case of separation anxiety. i'm not talking a few whimpers, sad eyes and a lick. i'm talking full blown ravaging of her crate, sounds of a crazed madwoman (simultaneous barking, whining, screaching and coughing), and jumping which of course leads to head banging. any advice...oh and with that, no tranquilizers...

she looks very placid, right?


well she's a wolf in sheeps clothing or rather, a dog in dog's clothing, no...a crazed lunatic in chingoo's clothing. yeah, that's more appropriate i'd say. so other than taking her to a dog therapist, if any of you have any words of advice for these two battered dog owners, speak now or forever hold your peace.

give a sister her phone yo!

ok so i've been here in my new place of residency for approximately 7 hours and random people have been popping into my cube to ask why i'm inconveniencing their lives by not having a working telephone in my humble abode. to that i respond "beats the crap out of me." maybe they should really be asking our admin because i'm no phone connecting guru. but it does feel nice to be loved even if it's by my colleagues who are trying to squeeze work...ehem..."favors" out of me =)

ok so for those of you who know me and d and have been inside our whacky little world, you can understand the gruesome pain that we've endured today with our lack of ability to communicate every 5 minutes except by aim. sheesh...if for nothing else, you'd think that they'd hook a sister up so that i can spend 50% of my day talking about nonsensical things with my special friend.

yeah hoover friends

i can barely contribute to my own blog, let alone this one :)

Hot Blonde in the Hoover Household

yeah, you heard my correctly. we have a new houseguest and she's a looker. I am definitely keeping a short leash on this one. now if chingoo would stop being such a hussy, we'd all be a lot less speculative of whether or not these two girls are heading down the path to lesbianism.

showing off what your momma gave you


last night chingoo gave the show of her life. she went from spooning to humping all in a matter of seconds and mind you, chingoo is in fact a female. this humping behavior must be something she picked up along the way...hmmm...i meant from the perverted brussels griffon across the street, get your minds out of the gutter you dirty dirty friends!

cube liberation!

with no offense to my former section mates, i had to make my move into serenity aka - my new cube. with the exception of the hyena and her incessant laughing and daily fish eating man, you were all pretty fantastic. i have to admit however that what i will miss most is the subzero degree weather. it was always nice throwing on the extra scarf AFTER coming in from the outside...but today HAHahahhaHHAhah I'M FREE!!!!!!!!!

OH and before i forget, gotta give a shout out to my girl leina'ala!! you'll be very missed! come by and see me sometime...boo-boo-bee-doo!

Baby Love!

i want to give a shout out to jechee for fantastic eats and a great superbowl party! i am still stuffed and it's day two. i think it might have been those 4 bowls of chili, several pounds of cheese, salami, pepperoni and little smokies! can't wait til next year =)

altogether, this weekend was exceptionally wonderful as i had the opportunity to see sherine in her full maternity glow! what was more amazing was seeing the little spawn floating around in her belly...and before you get any weird, perverse or deranged ideas, she and martin had a movie made in dvd format...sheesh!

see for yourselves:
The Wrights

or maybe it was watching the big boys turn into drunk little girls as the night wore on...cuz suddenly the pants came on as the women drove their little drunkards home.

Superbowl Blues =(

so we've only been to the playoffs for three consecutive years in a row, to get to the finals this year and drop the ball. should i be sad or pissed, i can't decide, but i know one thing for sure...the eagles have let me down yet again. but i aint mad atcha. i'll be on board once again next season and maybe this time i'll stay out of the room for every play... =)

Happy Family - New header! Check it out!

NO we're not choking her...although...JK =)

But seriously

for all of your dog-owners / lovers out there, i need to know once and for all - is kissing your dog's belly really all that strange? i mean it is afterall a notch above lip licking after she's gone to town on her a**hole, am i wrong? and for all of you who know me, i've been known to do significantly worse, correct? if squeezing my husband's cheeks with my toes in the morning isn't considered the least bit odd, can we not make a rare exception for me?

i have three huge loves in my life...my amazing husband with whom i have been incredibly blessed. he is my life and means everything to me. there is my chingoo who is an absolute trip and brings me incredible joy, and then there is my nephew christian who is my heart and soul. i couldn't fathom having three more perfect beings to spend my life with! take a look for yourself :)

this is my boo...i feel my toes tingling with anticipation:





this was her at 2 months. i know, she's quite brawny:


she's become even more of a titan since this picture...all 15 pounds of her. she's pretty fierce, especially when giving her cheerios, so i would beware because she might just lick you to death:


this is my nephew christian. he has been a blessing to my family in so many ways, i can't even express them on paper and if i did, we might be here all night. i love him and his animated ways to death:

Good morning fellow yellows and nons

ahnyounghasaeyoh...oh right...we een amedica

i'm embarking on my first blog which is pretty exciting being that i'm in my office, sitting directly across from my ceo...which...i've always wondered how you ppc-ers found the time to write your every so clever entries in many different intervals throughout the day *wink*

on a more important note, i have a very frustrating question that i need answered....why is it that every asian woman in northern virginia has to fit into the bad driving stereotype? as i was driving to work yesterday, a red toyota camry decided to plunge into my lane without even a signal's notice. as i slammed down on my horn she looked at me, only to find herself sharing a lane with half of my car and almost a boob if God has better endowed me. i was completely frazzled, shaking and going into a coronary when i decided to look up, and to my horror, the crazed little asian woman was giving me the finger while chuckling silently to herself. i thought i had seen everything until evil yellow cut me off and slammed on her brakes. now correct me if i'm wrong, but there is crazy and then there is completely insane...in this case i'd say she was a notch above the crazed crackhead who ever so gingerly performed his dance moves to brandon in the middle of southeast.

ok, so where is dane cook when i need a good punchline? or just a punch? thank you little lady because yesterday as dwayne and i were driving on our nightly commute home my nerves were so shot, i screamed aloud when a beige sentra decided to merge into the lane beside us. needless to say, my very loving husband who i'm sure was not at all impressed, comforted me back to the land of the sane.

i love u friend.