Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Thursday, January 22, 2009
A rare photo of the award-winning belly button, at partial extension.
Mr. Ruiz was initially disqualified from the running, pending medical investigation and/or revision--but we are confident in our announcement that this work of abdomen art is safe from the scalpel for at least another two years.
Congratulations, Mr. Ruiz! You are truly an inspiration to outties everywhere.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
...into the man cave...
...for easy collection!
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
So Happy Birthday Dad--and Happy Anniversary Dad and Deb!
Monday, January 19, 2009
- use about 1.5 million plastic jewels
- take 100,000 man-hours
- destroy 350 bedazzler machines
- result in a dozen or so carpal tunnel release surgeries
- create a carbon footprint larger than China's
- weigh 75 pounds
- be visible from the International Space Station with the naked eye
Liberace and Elvis are in heaven; crying.
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Thursday, January 15, 2009
The Queen Creek Ruiz's are fast asleep, having completed a full day of travel. Heather's cell phone rings, Preston jumps out of bed and wrestles it out of its charger. Seeing the caller is Vanessa, he shoves the phone in Heather's sleepy hand--but too late, the call has gone to voicemail. Preston urges Heather to call Vanessa back, and while Heather's sleepy mind is still trying to make sense of the buttons on her phone, the phone lights up and begins ringing again. Vanessa's number and picture flash on the screen. Registering enough alarm (Bryan, Vanessa and Adrian are all in Hawaii, Bryan had surgery on Monday), Heather answers the phone, and is slightly confused to hear Bryan's excited voice on the other end. The following conversation is as Heather's sleepy mind recorded--but definitely not word-for-word.
B: Hey Heather! It's your midnight wake-up call!
B: It's Bryan
H: Hi Bryan
B: Vanessa just called you and left a message, but I'm calling you back because she didn't tell the whole story. We just saw Steven Tyler!
B: And originally we were
H: That's crazy
B: Yeah, so okay! Goodnight!
And about 30 seconds after I hung up the phone, I realized what Bryan had just said--and couldn't go back to sleep. What does he look like in person? Did they get a picture? Wasn't he surrounded by security? How do you stand
Upon further inspection, my phone decided to deliver said voicemail from Vanessa at some point today--and it appears that Steven Tyler was patronizing The Cheesecake Factory in Waikiki. Perhaps Vanessa could smell Steven Tyler's awesomeness--perhaps it smells like cheesecake.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
I tried to get a picture of Jaxon's face, but he was experiencing some carpet-induced motion sickness. Instead, you may admire the wispiness of his hair. Or the carpet. Or both.
Kyle managed to get some texting done.
We played games, talked and laughed and ate, and enjoyed the company of JoJo and Kyle so much that I kept forgetting to be a good little blogger and take pictures.
And now for the "Uh" portion of today's post:
Friday, January 9, 2009
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Monday, January 5, 2009
So much criticism from my family re: what is quickly becoming known as "The Pinto Bean Incident".
If I hadn't grown up learning to cook for a family of NINE, maybe I would have a better sense of food proportion.