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alex's life book

  • In early 2006, I began creating a life book for my daughter, Alex. Click here for links to articles describing my experience.
  • And for those of you who are more digitally inclined, in late 2006, I recreated key pages of Alex's lifebook for an article I wrote for AlphaMom, using Scrapblog.

    You can see the final digital result (and leave comments, if you'd like!) here.

what's been on my nikon lately

  • And you can view my favourites here.

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how i love that story. thanks for sharing it. :)


Put me down in the "not even a cigarette"-dork category as well. Oh well, now I know,... when in Amsterdam. That's too bad, because I have always sort of expected the cakes there to be really moist and chocolate-y and extra good. Your cake looks EXcellent!


oh, that was hilarious! you got lucky on the cake, I think. I ate cake in Amsterdam and ended up on a train to Paris by myself, wearing no shoes.


That is so funny! I'm so very much that person! What a great story.


That is funn-eee!!! (halarious). I have used drugs in the past and now can't stand the stuff. I love your life.


Yes, well darlin, I have to say it, that was pathetic! But very sweet. And the cake is lovely.


Oh, Karen. Thank God I'm not the one who hasn't ever tried it - I'm nearly 28 and I swear to you I just never had the opportunity. Maybe I'll have to go to Amsterdam for some cake...

This is a great story. So funny. Now push that guilt aside and eat some yummy cake.


How very funny! DO you think there actually was pot in it, or did you accidentally get one the was just normal cake?



Mary -- I haven't the foggiest. I will unfortunately never know.




Ok that is HILARIOUS! I think I peed myself a little!


Gyul, that was a funny story. Thanks for sharing.


Omigosh - laughing so hard. I am so there with you - except I've not been to Amsterdam, so I've never even gotten the CHANCE to try the cake. I guess I feel pretty glad about the cigarettes, because given my willpower, I'd probably never quit if I started. Maybe the stoned workers forgot to add the "secret ingredient" - heehee.


Karen, thanks for the laugh! As someone who was very naughty in Amsterdam, it's funny to read about someone else who was relatively well-behaved. :-)


I'm sorry, the chocolate was so luscious, my brain stopped working until I feed it chocolate!

emzeegee & the hungry three

ROLFMAO, add me to the dork category ...and I would have been right with you on the 'hiding' it under your coat part. I would've watched the bag like it was going to explode or something! :)

Dorks unite!

Nohe 5

You are too funny! I needed a good laugh tonight. Thank you for your confession.


Oh my goodness, this was precious!! It was hilariously innocent. It's something my friend and I would have done, goofs that we are.


I found your blog through the Queen of Spain and Mocha and I've been having a great time reading it! I'm participating in my first Love Thursday! I'm way excited! I might mess it up, but oh well it's fun!


"If you're ever in Amsterdam, go ahead and inhale."

Advice taken.

Girl con Queso

Oh dear. You made me laugh outloud with this one. In a completely good way.


Thanks for the laugh! That is the funniest thing I've heard in a long while!


So funny. I can just imagine myself doing exactly the same thing.

And I'm sorry chocolate cakes with sprinkles are ruined for you. Cause they're nummy.


The first few times I lit up*, nothing happened. Friends explained that was common, so maybe you should have ordered two pieces?

*Have not touched the stuff in years. Parenting makes me sleepy, hungry and paranoid enough.


Uhhh are you sure it wasn't just...cake?

Great story though.


LD --

You know, the thought *did* cross my mind ... :o)


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