The Olympics, or White People Doing White People Shit

ZOMG.

The Olympics are on. First, let me preface this by saying I am saddened that some dude died while PRACTICING on the luge thing. Let me now say "GUYS, HE WAS ONLY PRACTICING?! NOBODY TESTED THIS SHIT BEFOREHAND?!?!"

And there you have it. 2 weeks of white people doing things that only white people care about. Am I racist? Again, no. I married a white man, which has helped me gain an all-access-granted view into the wonderful world occupied by white folks. The only thing ever interesting about the Olympics are when people fall, trip, fight (not even sure this happens, but I can hope), poison their opponents (maybe back when Greece first started these games? again a girl can hope...), or just utterly wipe out and smack their face against something hard.

ManLosch loves the Olympics. He loves it so much that he DVR's this shit. I'm not sure we've watched normal people tv since the Olympics started a few days ago. What have I been doing since then you ask? Glancing up at the Olympics, looking at the dog, sleeping, reading, writing, sleeping, playing with the dog, laughing at the Asians who took each other out during speed skating, and that's about it. I'm amazed that people can compete against each other over a span of two weeks and people love watching this crap! I watched some of the opening ceremonies and didn't see many black people...did I miss them? I fell asleep right around the time I said, "Aren't those ethnically diverse Native Americans tired of dancing in place yet? They've been dancing for 89 countries now...."

Now, if I were allowed to pick the different events for the Olympics, we might be looking at:
-Hair-weaving: How fast and neat can you put in a girl's weave with minimal breaks?
-Cooking contest: Who can cook a pan of fried chicken, mac & cheese, and collards first? You will be judged on speed AND taste.
-Grey's Anatomy Trivia: Who said, "Pick me, choose me, love me?"
-Wii Bowling: Grab a beer, some popcorn, and see who gets the best score.
-Texting: We all do it. Now who can do it the fastest with no mistakes? Now who can do it the fastest with gloves on? (I mean, it's STILL the Winter Olympics)
-Dance Competition: Whoever is left standing at the end is the winner. There will be all types of genres played to appeal to all participants. Except Taylor Swift.

Also, Kanye West will be at my Olympics to upstage anyone who wins the gold, therefore moving you from nobody to P.Diddy in a matter of minutes. You know you're interested. Now grab your torch and let's go cross country snow luge tubing.

LoschDog Turns 6

My baby is growing up!! Yes he shares a birthday with Valentine's Day, but he also shares a birthday with my father-in-law (Happy Birthday Dad!) and a co-worker of mine (Happy Birthday____). He got some dental chews from his Loschs, played around in the park today while his mama took photos, and got some extra rubs. I also plan on baking him some doggie friendly treats later.

I don't like to imagine the day that he's going to be too old to romp around like he does, so for now, Happy Birthday Jordan. You got a long way to go babe.

Valentine's Day

YUP!
It's another motherfuckin' post about Valentine's Day. And it's another post about someone telling you what they think of the day. So if that's not what you want to read today, peace out. Come back tomorrow, or maybe later today.

So check it: I'm not a huge fan of Valentine's Day. I feel that:
1) It should not be called a holiday.
2) It's too focused on commercialism.

I love my husband. I love my friends. I love most of my family. Why should I buy a card, make expensive reservations, expect chocolates and roses, and diamonds on ONE day? Why should I expect ManLosch to take me out somewhere and spend 20% more on a prix fixe menu? Why do I need a card that sings or a stuffed bear that says "I Love You?" I'd prefer a handmade card, a personal painting, a note.....something that didn't cost a shit ton of money and meant nothing.

ManLosch usually always does something for me for V-Day too. He knows how I feel about the day and knows I'm not a flowers and candy kinda girl. Hell, I was the girl who scheduled herself to take the GRE exam ON Valentine's Day 6 years ago. He's taken me to dinner and spent more than he should have. But he's always done something that lets me know he's listening to me; last year he got me a book about a contemporary art exhibit we saw together in Boston. THAT's love. Showing me you care by showing me that you are in tune with who I am as a person, and that should happen any and every day of the year. Not just today. And we DID go see the movie "Valentine's Day" because it looked like it might be a clusterfuck of a movie with all of those stars in it, but it wasn't bad. My man PD was in it and I had to take in the McDreamy sexy. But at least there were some of the simple parts of Valentine's Day that I miss. Sigh.

Look people, just be smart today ok? Don't buy the overpriced, half dead roses! Fight the man and spend time with the people you love instead of spending empty money on them.
Alright....Valentine's Day rant is OVER. :-)

I Want A Hug...

...but NOT with this:

The Hug-E-Gram

ManLosch informed me that this is what he was getting me for Valentine's Day. It wraps around your body, with those freakishly stuffed Mickey Mouse-type hands. In the video, it even shows a dude using it at WORK. REALLY?! Someone ACTUALLY thought this was a good idea??

Snow Day!

Well, half snow day. We were released at noon. And the snow didn't really start until later, and even now, it's off and on.
What have I done since I got home?  I ate some nasty KFC (and when I say nasty, I mean oh so good because it's oh so bad for me), took a nap, read some of my magazine, slept, and watched the Verizon dude plop around our apartment for over 3 hours trying to fix our TV Guide/Widgets thing. So about 7 people and 50 resets later, it's FINALLY working. His name is Jason ladies and I don't know if he's single, but he does have dogs and has a great sense of humor. We do have his personal business card now too. I think he became a Losch today.
(and yes, I AM pimping out the Verizon guy....it's EXACTLY what it sounds like).

On to more productive things...like cooking, reading more blogs, and hopefully starting some writing tonight. :-)

I Have A Prompt!

I have a writing prompt! So ok, you know how I'm now a Grub Street member? Well I get their weekly emails too, and I noticed that they are having a writing contest. It's called The "Grub Gone...Blue" contest. I can submit a piece of fiction, nonfiction, or poetry, 600 words or less, related to the theme of "blue." So I have to decide what "blue" means to me. It's due Friday February 26th. What do you think????

I'm excited to try it, I think I might. Anyone have any ideas?

Pooh Bear and The White Man

ManLosch and I went on a Jamaican food adventure last night. We waited longer than normal, as 4 black men were conversing very loudly about what they MIGHT order, but still hadn't ordered yet. Behind them, was a white dude who seemed nervous enough that he walked into a Jamaican food restaurant with his Screech-esque sidekick. BMAC is "Black Man At Counter."

• BMAC: Man, I can't wait to get this home and eat! I'm so hungry! (long pause as his other friends shuffle about).
• Me(to ManLosch): Then he needs to hurry the hell up so I can put my order in....
• BMAC: Pooh Bear, Winnie the Pooooooh Bear........
• Me: Ryan, PLEASE tell me you just heard that.
• ManLosch: Heard what?.
• Me: That dude was just singing the theme music to Winnie the Pooh Bear. A grown ass black man. In a restaurant. With 4 of his friends.
• ManLosch: (holds in laughter)Uhhh, NO! I didn't hear that. Ha!
• WhiteDude: (he's next to order and says to the server)Ummm I don't really know how this works....how do I order?
• ManBehindCounter: Just tell me what you want.
• Me(after we finally order and leave): So beyond the Pooh Bear interlude, I've discovered...white people need black people as wingmen.
• ManLosch: WHAT?!.
• Me: White people can't be trusted to know how to navigate things like soul food restaurants, rap concerts, etc. Ya'll need us. Think about it. I introduced you to all of these things, but TOGETHER. It reduces the level of awkward for both parties.
• ManLosch: Hmmmm, I see your point.
• Me: The same can be said for us. We need ya'll so we don't get arrested when trying to attempt certain things. We need you guys to help us navigate white people shit.
• ManLosch: Like skiing?
• Me: EXACTLY.

LoschDog Vs. The Bone

My little old man likes rawhide. And this is what happens when we give him a bone to chew on.

New Digs

Check the new digs. I'm trying it out. Tell me what you think. Or not. :-)