Lions and Tigers and Bears, Oh My!

Yesterday, my parents, sister and I drove up to Wallace, Michigan (in the U.P.) to visit the DeYoung Family Zoo. My dad has been there a couple of times with friends from his camera club, but this was the first time he took the family. Let’s just say I think we’ll be making regular trips to this most irregular zoo. I’ll have to write up a more detailed post later on, but here are some of the pictures he and I took yesterday. As I get to it, I will be adding more images to this set on Flickr.

Baby Cougar

Camel Gets Fresh With Em

Sisters With Mikhail

Amy and Mikhail

Father and Son Tigers

Em & Mikhail

Em & Chick

Em & Baby Cougar

Tiger

If you ever have the chance to visit, trust me, it is worth the drive!

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Angel on my shoulder?

When you see the photo I’m about to share and read the story behind what happened, you’ll know why I’m thinking I had a guardian angel looking over my shoulder Friday morning. I was on the way to an appointment in Waukesha Friday morning. It was just after 10:30 and I got on 894 heading north toward the zoo interchange. I merged onto I-94 WB which puts you in the left lane. shortly thereafter, my car starting shaking and I heard a weird noise (that did not sound like the engine). Somehow, I managed to cross all the lanes of traffic and get to the right hand shoulder at about Elm Grove Road. I waited for a safe chance to get out of the car (so much for that move over or slow down law)… and this is what I saw:

Front passenger side tire

HOLY CRAP. Do you see that? Seriously, I have NO idea how I got to the shoulder without getting in an accident. Luckily, I have steel rims and somehow the rim was not harmed at all. Again, wow. Can you imagine how this would have looked if it was alloy? Now, here is where I wasn’t sure what to do.

1. I don’t know how to change a tire.

2. I don’t have AAA

So I did what any respecting adult woman would do. I called my mom.

She came and met me on the freeway and then we called AAA using her card. They said they’d have someone there within the hour. While we were waiting, a state patrolman stopped to make sure we were ok and gave me the number for his office in case the AAA guy didn’t come soon. He was very nice. I was very surprised that he stopped, but my mom reminded me that before cell phones, all you COULD do was wait for cops to show up. (seriously, what did we do before cell phones?)

Finally, the guy showed up to change the tire… and put on my itty bitty baby spare. Here’s him hard at work:

His jack is way better than the one in my trunk

He had some problems getting it off, which makes me think that even if I did try to change it myself, there’s no way I would have actually gotten it off.

When my dad got home from work, I had him take a look at the tire and we found a huge nail in it. That was the culprit. Of course, if I would have noticed it was going flat, I probably could have gotten the tire patched for much less moola. $175 later and a trip to Sears, I have a new tire.

Here’s a little layout I did about the ordeal. Click on it to see a bigger version.
Blowout

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Who wants a piece of me?

  • coworker: you never wear makeup do you?
  • me: not usually
  • coworker: your skin is like porcelain. When you were a kid you must have looked like a little porcelain doll.
  • me: I guess
  • coworker: We all need a little piece of you.
  • me: i wish more people felt that way.
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Fun With Friends, A Nikon and Photoshop

Today I went to the Mitchell Park Domes with my dear friends, Rachel and Davide, with little Phoebe and Rachel’s brother Daniel.

We had a great time, and I got to take some new fun photos of Miss Phoebe!

Puddles v2

Rockstar Splash

Strike a pose, redux

Strike A Pose

Can I take your photo?

Puddles

Isn’t she ADORABLE!?!

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Hormones

Maybe it’s hormones, maybe it’s my biological clock ticking…

But I find myself crying or at the very least, tearing up, at the most ridiculous things… and more often than ever. I used to pride myself on not being one of those chicks who cries over everything. I’m becoming THAT CHICK.

Here are some examples (don’t judge):

* Hillary Clinton sworn in as Secretary of State, with daughter holding Bible and Bill behind her.
* Pretty much EVERY show on my DVR has made me cry or tear up in the last week. IE: Grey’s Anatomy, Private Practice, Fringe, House, Big Love, Flight of the Concords (WTF) and Secret Life of the American Teenager.
* While reading “Dead to the World” – a vampire book
* Watching stories about a couple of really really bad doctors (long story)
* Today when I couldn’t log on to my work computer
* Obama’s inauguration (i was a hot mess that day)
* When i had to take my dog to the vet today (and he was ok)

Ok, upon further review, this list isn’t as ridiculous as I thought (with the exception of Hilary and Flight of the Concords). I will update this list as I think of more funny crying/tearing up moments.

And no, there is absolutely no f-ing way I’m pregnant, so don’t suggest that is the problem.

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Meet Me in St. Louis

As I wrote previously, I had quite the experience traveling to St. Louis. Well, I had a really great time once I finally got there!

Holly and her mom were great hostesses and made me feel right at home (after dinner and a bottle of wine at J. Buck’s).

Friday night, Holly and I had crafty time while watching Will Ferrell movies (like Step Brothers and Blades of Glory).

On Saturday, we went to St. Charles, Mo., which is a cute little town with fun little stores. It reminded me of Cedarburg or even parts of Door County here in Wis.

While it was a nice, warm 70 degrees, it was also raining buckets.

We went to a paper/craft store (surprise, surprise) called Rock Paper Scissors. It was adorable and even carried some of Holly’s Pink Paislee products!

After stopping at a cute little pet shop, Cyndi found this lovely ad in a pet circular:

Testicular implants incase your dog has penis envy

I don’t really need to add anything to that, do I?

Anywho, Saturday night we went to Blueberry Hill for drinks and the “Brew in the Lou” gathering Patrick O’Brien organized. I first “met” Patrick when he worked for MyFoxStl.com. Now he’s a big shot at WUSA in DC.

MyFox in the hizzouse

So we finally got to “meet” in person which was pretty cool. I also met his former colleagues Jill Hampton, Vera, TtotheP and AprilStl. Unfortunately, I do not have photos of them. WTH.

It’s pretty funny, because I already “knew” most of the people at this gathering via Twitter. I would have to say that the majority of people I follow on twitter either reside in the Milwaukee or St. Louis areas… which is odd since this was my first trip to the Lou. I also got to meet Raquita, SandyShores, CosmosGirl, GaneshaXi, LindseyMastis and a few others. Even Teresa came out for awhile. If I missed anyone, I apologize.

RaquitaBlueberry Hill

I'm such a gangsta Serious and not so serious

After a few too many beers (ok, a few pitchers, of which I drank most), Holly and I hit up Steak ‘n’ Shake then returned home.

Sunday was a recovery day and boy were we lazy!!! Finally, mid-afternoon we got our shiz together and I helped Holly get things set up for Lollipop Smiles. Here’s one of the photos she took of me:

I have about 12 photos from this session I will share in the coming weeks. If you’re clever, you can probably find about 1/3 of them by checking out Twitter or Facebook or some other social networking sites.

Holly also took some fun shots of her brother Jake, his fiance Andrea and Holly’s dog Jack. Check them all out in Holly’s Lollipop Smiles Flickr Set.

On Monday, I forced Holly to take me to the Arch which was pretty cool. We went up to the top but stayed for less than 10 minutes. I don’t do well in confined spaces! I have some photos from the top but I haven’t edited them so you’ll have to check out my Flickr photostream for those later this week. In the meantime, enjoy these obligatory Arch photos:

St. Louis Arch

St. Louis Arch

I <3 this girl. She’s a fabulous person and an awesome friend. :) Thanks for showing me a great time in the STL.

Bestest Friends

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My Travel Nightmare

Last Friday, I embarked on quite the travel nightmare. The plan was for me to take the 6:15am Amtrak from Milwaukee to Chicago’s Union Station, then catch a 9am Megabus to St. Louis to visit one of my bestest friends, Holly McCaig. My itinerary called for me to arrive in St. Louis at 2:30 pm or so. I would have had about an hour to grab breakfast in Chicago.

As is pretty much everything in my life, enter Murphy’s Law.

I got to the train station before 6, printed my ticket at the kiosk and got in line to board the train. Tick tock, tick tock.  At approximately 6:37 am (see Twitter feed below), we were told there were mechanical problems with the train that could make it hard to stop. Awesome! I complained about missing my connection in Chicago and was told they could refund my train ticket and that I should check with Greyhound.

I didn’t really have another choice, as they didn’t know when the train would leave and there was no way I could catch my connection, so I had to take Greyhound all the way to St. Louis. Note: I will NEVER do this again.

The best way for you to learn about my trip is probably to just read through my tweets from Friday (scroll down to the bottom and work your way up. The tweets are in reverse-chronological order).

I’ll post more about the trip later this week. Enjoy.

  • Should be actually leaving decatur soon. At least I got some food. I hadn’t eaten since before 6am
  • Don’t know what part of the big champaign sign I didn’t understand. Shit this bus is making me stupid
  • Leaving decatur and I’m gonna punch the kid who just got on and is sitting behind me
  • THX for all the replies everyone. Sorry I can’t respond to them all right now. But I do appreciate it
  • The kids on this bus are going to get their asses kicked if they don’t shut up
  • Ok new bus? Even sketchier passengers. And I didn’t have a chance to pee. I do not want to use the toilet on board. Hope I can hold it
  • Apparently when they put chains on the bus has to reduce speed. If I don’t make my bus to St Louis I will cry
  • Shiznit. Amtrak all messed up so ill miss bus in Chicago. Now I have to take greyhound all the way. Sketchy folks on board. Awesome
  • Apparently the problem is with air pressure or something that would make it hard for the train to stop. Awesome
  • Mechanical problems with the train there will be a slight delay. I better get to Chicago in time to catch my bus!
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Does your dog have penis envy?

Neuticles: It’s like nothing ever changed.

Testicular implants incase your dog has penis envy

Do dogs really notice these things?

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Merry Christmas

Merry Christmakwanzaakkah

In an effort to “go green” this year and also to save some money, I am skipping out on the traditional Christmas card this year. Ok, I’m also being reasonable. There is no way I could make cards and get them mailed out to everyone in the next 11 days. So, I hope you enjoy this heartfelt HAPPY HOLIDAYS from me and the fur-kids, Gizmo and Bandit. May you and yours have the happiest of holidays – whatever holiday it is you celebrate. For me and my family, it’s CHRISTmas – the reason for the season. :)

Blessings,

Amy

(Credit: Digital Scrapbook elements by Holly McCaig)

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Recipe: Heavenly Chocolate Cake

My good friend, Amanda, was looking for a good recipe for a holiday party contest, and I decided to share this yummy recipe with her. Some of my other plurk friends were interested too, so I figured, what the heck, I’ll post it on my blog.

NOTE: This is quite possibly the best cake I’ve ever had.

Ingredients:
Chocolate cake box mix or your favorite “from scratch” recipe
Cool Whip 16oz tub
1 bag of toffee chips (I usually get Heath)
1 jar of caramel topping

Cook chocolate cake as directed in 9×13″ pan. As soon as you take it out of the oven, poke some holes all over the cake. Pour the entire jar of caramel topping on top of the cake, making sure to let it spread evenly. It will start to soak into the cake, which is what you want. Pour about half of the toffee chips on top of the caramel and let the cake cool completely. This is important.

When the cake is cool, spread the Cool Whip across the cake and sprinkle the rest of the toffee chips on top.

The cake will literally melt in your mouth.

We call this the “better than sex cake,” although some former coworkers called it orgasm cake. No joke. But, for the blog headline purposes, this is Heavenly Cake. I can’t imagine what kind of traffic I’d get from Sex or Orgasm Cake. EEEK.

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