Jack Black as DJ Lance Rock on Yo Gabba Gabba Dancing to “You Can’t Always Get What You Want” April 15, 2009
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Perhaps the most entertaining kids show on cable, the addition of Jack Black is not to miss! Just to see him dancing around in the orange outfit is enough to delight any Jack fan(and Gabba fan alike)! Hope you enjoy this clip as much as my family did!
I hate to drink alone… March 15, 2009
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I am in the breakfast nook again. Every time my friend Johnna is here she says it makes her feel like she is at Graceland. I have never been to Elvis’s Graceland, but I take this as a compliment. Anyway, I am sitting here getting drunk on bad rum and diet Coke, by myself. I HATE to drink alone. Let me clarify….. I am NOT a drinker. I never have been, just never that interesting really. Drink, get drunk. Sheesh, doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure that one out! anyway, I have been pregnant alot in the last few years, and the allure of the forbidden elixer was just too much now that I am very much not pregnant now!
Hubby Arik must have fallen asleep with one of the niblets again, because otherwise he would be here with me. So, I am forced to watch Under the Tuscan Sun again… ah, Italy….and wine….
Ah, the lonely toucan, I have no idea why I put his picture here. He just looked like he needed a friend. So, hello friend. Oh; crap i am drunk…..gottta go…..wheeee…………
Advice from Globe Trekker February 20, 2009
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“Whenever you are hunting wild boar in Borneo, remember to wear a long sleeved shirt”. Ummmm, Ok. I Guess I will put THAT in my back pocket.
That little tidbit of advice comes from Globe Trekker. I LOVE that show. I used to do alot of travelling with Arik before the addition of the niblets. Now I have to travel vicariously through others. Someday I will travel again, farther than just to the grocery store.
Mobile Birth Control Unit February 20, 2009
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I love my kids. No really, I LOVE my kids, but I don’t really like leaving the house with them. Here is a typical outing… Generally we spend about 20 minutes rounding them up (Liam is 5, Gracie is nearly 3, and Zoe is 9 months). This involves the regular stuff. Me: “Where are you socks?” Them: (clearly listening impaired) just a blank stare or using this opportunity to run around some more. After bundling up (winter in Wisconsin…no, there are no cows in our backyard), and trying to keep muddy boots to one square foot of the kitchen floor, we exit the house. Then we try to wrangle 2 kids into the grocery getter, kids stomping in every snowbank from here to Canada. Usually we go to the mall play area, where they have a GREAT time, unless they leave and take off down the mall corridor (Then the jewelry store lady snags them). Then there is the hollering that they have to leave, and the running and the falling and the general chaos that IS the Johnson family. We make it out ok, and we all get home in one piece. I seriously want to have t-shirts made up that say, “Mobile Birth Control Unit… helping teenage girls everywhere make good decisions, one outing at a time”.
It is getting better though, we try to get out more often and I keep shaving life off of me, one outing at a time…
Middle child February 19, 2009
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This is my Gracie, who will turn three next week. We have a friend who insists that she will be on Saturday Night Live someday. She is such a ham. One day I caught her in a pajama top/diaper/tutu/pirate patch/fairy wing ensemble. She is definitely her own girl!
God Bless you Sanitation Engineers! February 19, 2009
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To say that our family holds it’s own in the poop category is an understatement. Between two babies under 3 and 2 felines, we definitely have our fair share. Garbage day is a blessed day here and we love that the garbage man takes the nasties away! I actually hide out when they come for the pick-up hoping they will not think less of me for my trash. The kids wave and say “thanks!”. Bless you garbage men, you make my world sweeter!
It begins… February 19, 2009
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I am sitting in our breakfast nook, with a French guy screaming at me (in French) from my husband Arik’s computer. I cannot fugure out how to make the French guy go away, and I am terrified to touch the computer lest I somehow erase stuff that my brainiac husband is working on. So, I will just have to pretend I am sitting in a cafe in Paris, where I have not been since college….
My nearly 3 year old daughter meanwhile is oblivious to the French dude and is clearly more interested in her princess gear, and now is picking her nose.
Me: “Princesses do not pick their noses dear.”
She seems unconcerned.
So, Frack you crazy French dude… I don’t know what you are saying, but it sounds bitchy.
What a fabulous way to start my day.
Hello world! February 19, 2009
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