Random-ness & Linking up with Mama Kat

This week's vlog is full of random-ness, almost 32 random questions with random answers.  Just like real life.  And also just like real life, I answer those question where I spend my whole life, the minivan and the kitchen.

My kids were my question readers.  We all learned some things.  My kids learned really important things about their mother, things like if I would rather be attacked by a big bear or a swarm of bees.  I learned that the back of my hair looks horrible.  Seriously.

It seems silly and it is.  It's random silliness. 

Check it out and then make your own 32 Questions vlog or leave a comment answering one of the questions (click here for a full list of questions).  
(If you are an email subscriber, click here http://youtu.be/SOWQzB5kS6s to watch the video.)

I linked up with Mama Kat's Vlog Prompts for all this randomness.  Head on over to see some of the other vlogs and the amazing Mama Kat.

In case you missed it, here's the vlog from last week.  The one where I impress, er, um, embarrass my kids with WhiteSnake.

(If you are an email subscriber, click here  http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=cfgvF-_yzQE  to watch the video.)

And hey, check out this list I'm on with Chelsea Handler and Jimmy Fallon.  Yup. Click here for the list.   

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Random quote about something random for the random post.  Now I've typed and said "random" so many times in my head that it's starting to sound all crazy.

Throwing Open the Shutters

I was getting in the groove last week.  I was fa-la-la-ing and holly-jolly-ing all over the place.  But then the f&#*ing stomach flu happened.  For 36 hours nothing mattered--not Christmas, not laundry, not even Twitter.  I was down and out.  

Luckily my husband, Tim, stayed home from work and took care of the maniac baby Wade and got the big kids off to school and home again.  I slept all day.  There was no soap opera watching (sadly there aren't too many left on air to watch anyway), there was no catching up on emails or just relaxing.  I was completely out of it.

Tim tried to get me out of my stomach flu coma by showing me that he took my phone in for an upgrade.  Normally knowing that I had finally graduated, er upgraded, to an iphone 4 (yes, people, I was walking around texting and Tweeting with the antique original iphone cracked screen and all) would put me over the moon.  But sadly, I didn't even wake up when Tim brought in the new phone and sat it on the pillow.

This is my blog, why they hell am I putting up such a hideous picture of myself? It's all to keep it real people.

Tim is really getting into the spirit of blogging and oversharing, my life at least.  He snapped this beautiful picture of me after the pillow presentation of the iphone 4.

There is nothing quite like the stomach flu to make you appreciate life and good health.  No joke.  Once you make it through, you want to embrace life. 

Like a scene out of a Dickens' Christmas Carol, I wanted to throw open the shutters after my long, tortuous slumber and yell to the world "It's Christmastime! Let us rejoice!"

So, even though I was a little exhausted (after sleeping 30 hours, what the hell!) I got up and put my red Christmas tree shirt on and had breakfast with Santa, oh and the kids, on Saturday morning. And got great potential Christmas card shots like the one below.

Organizing our restless, picture perfect family IS our strong suit you know.

Fighting my way back to that happy fa-la-la feeling, I took a short rest and then packed up the family again to head over to THE Christmas party of the year.  My mother-in-law and all her brothers' wives host the big event every December.  It's a grand tradition that no one misses, or at least they better not.  I kid, I kid, sort of.  Honestly, out of all the stuff in life I want to skip this party isn't one of them, ever.

There's a million people and kids and babies.  Santa comes for a visit.  There's a pinata.  And there's song sheets and carolling.  And there's this:

If you want to watch a longer video (almost 20 minutes, but worth it) about this truly amazing family party there's this:

Kimball Christmas Party from Jumping With My Fingers Crossed on Vimeo.


Or if you don't have that much time, you should totally click here for a laugh.  "I Yust Go Nuts At Christmas."   I used to listen to this as a kid!  Totally funny listening now as an adult. Seriously, it's my new old favorite Christmas song.

Escaping

I am a wee bit uninspired. Maybe because the roller coaster of waiting for the banks is so f-ing annoying.  One day it feels like it's happening, better hurry, pack up, get ready.  Get ready to move....somewhere.

Then the next day the bank wants one more document.  The bank wants one more declaration, one more explanation.  Selling our home for what those guys are telling us it's worth now (so very much less than what we bought it for), not trying to break the law. In fact, we are trying to follow their rules.   After a year of faxing, emailing and pdf-ing shit for the banks it just gets a bit depressing.


But we are close.  Close to freedom from the damn one percent banks that are suffocating the life out of us.  


Okay, before I go occupy something, someone or somewhere, I will tell you what I do when I am uninspired.  When I need to escape...


I f&#* around on the world wide web.  Cuz you know I have nothing else to do....

Instead of laundry, I choose to get lost in sites like Pininterst.  

Or stumbling through Stumbleupon.com:

Or my favorite, YouTube....you should subscribe to my favorite new channel KinCommunity.  Check them out, love their videos on cooking, fashion and more.



And of course my favorite favorites...Perezhilton.com and People.com.
Yeah, I cried a little when I listened to Jay-Z's new song to his little baby.  "If you were a rapper, I bet you would've done this when Lucy was born," I told Tim as he walked by me at the computer.  He nodded lovingly, knowing I needed to the escape, but not really sure why he was nodding.
You listen...tell me you don't tear up a little.  

Glory - Jay-Z feat. Blue Ivy Carter by Warhol2011

Then I watched The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills because I love them.  


Then finished the evening with my good friend Andy Cohen who happened to have on another one of my good friends, Anderson Cooper.

And that is how I stop thinking about the banks and the one percent. 
That is how I escape.