Sunday, February 22, 2009

Captain and Chenille

Girls are under the weather, Jane has an acronym, RSV. Hasn't slowed her down much, just created more dry cleaning for dad. She's eating sweet potatos and other tubers. Next stop Little Debbies.


Check out this kit:

Ever since I started pushing shopping carts, I've been prepping for this day.

Two tooths, at Roberta's. She gave the fisherman's lager a thumbs up, negged the sweet action, "too brassy", like her diapers these days.


Split lip, suffered under dad's supervision. Ate it crawling to the fascination station.

This one kind of reminds me of me, before I had my implants.

Probably funny only to her parents, but the kid bangs on this space station with demon intensity.



And because I'm the only one counting, A-man's fave albums of the aughts. We don't believe in Radiohead in this household, so will take no shit to that regard. These in no order.

1. Spoon - Girls Can Tell
2. Wolf Parade - Apologies to the Queen Mary
3. Destroyer - Streethawk: A Seduction
4. The Glands - The Glands
5. Clientele - Strange Geometry
6. Shins - Oh Inverted World
7. Walkmen - You and Me
8. Constantines - Shine A Light
9. Tenement Halls - Tenement Halls
10. Dismemberment Plan - Change

Back to my Carnitas.

Yaos!

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Hockey Nights

A band called Nickleback is selling millions of records, right now. FYI.

KLAMBAKE exclusive!


Goodness, the goodness. We will rendezvous with Lady Cliona in early April. Can't get here soon enough.

Was in London again, when I travel, I travel with these knaves, pencil beard and banana phone:


Banana phone stayed in her room:


Nothing quite like flying home with a mile of black density 100 ft. above catering.

Jane Bug, spelunking in Dead Man's cove:

Mingling with her boy Blue:

Two seconds before jailbreak:

My favorite thing, after miladies, bacon and sportscenter:

Valentine's Day. Mom made Macaroni and cheese, meatloaf, homemade ketchup, creamed spinach and banana pudding ice cream. 4 for 4. Total genius. Sous chef, no naps, tolerated what she didn't taste, which was most of it:

While mom was cooking, someone was busy doing fractions and algebra three.




Feb. 15. King George holding court, 2 poops mildly behaved, Ambriel sets hair on fire, cameo Adam Devine.


Next post, total dialectics breakdown, best albums of the aughts.

Falcon Warbler.



Thursday, February 12, 2009

New Developments

TEETH!
Jane has 3 of them. 2 on top, 1 on the bottom. They don't seem to bother her all that much, but there have been some moments where they absolutely bother me. Ouch...Austin's in London again, so I was asked to post some glamour shots (that's the UK spelling) for him to look at.... Here's from Saturday, window shopping in Soho NYC.
Eyes seem to be going toward hazel... Austin + both grandmas take credit.
I have Friday off and Jane is 8 months old. Friday the 13th = lucky!
We are celebrating, she and I. Milk for everybody!
xo Winz

Monday, February 9, 2009

Music Class

Thursday mornings, Jane and Claudia go to music class
with Jane's boyfriend Knox Jolie-Pitt...
Sorry, I mean Jake Layden. Cabbie hat threw me.




(?!?)She has a secret life during the week that we don't even know about.
Thanks to Michelle (L&O SVU vic/perp) for shedding some light.

2:33am and I'm still at work.
Thanks Chris Brown and Crazy Octuplet Lady!

Monday, February 2, 2009

Introductions / Chili Champion

Huge news, we have a new McKenna! Cliona, call her Clee. Born like 5AM early Sunday morning. On the right of this post, you can click through to the kids blog, the tater incubator. Killer video. Wow. Close cousins is going to make for massive family holiday hijinks. Poached a pic, apologies:


And, we have a first time, two time chili champion, Mr. WT Bryce. Congrats, makes three wins for clan Bryce. Winning chili was of the green variety, very voteable.

Nine entrants this year, strong competition. Last year's victor, this year's runner up, Don Tuz:

The carnage:

A-man's five alarm hot house mess, sure fire finalist next go round.

The Bishop's finger:


Top judges.


Consoling the host, this close.....


2 Poops got naked, animal style, made a break for the fray, denied.

Awwwww, O.P'd. Made it long enough to realize the Cards were out of it.

Major hoots to HH for pulling it together last second and hosting. Next year, champion's league. On to the comedy.





Was a good week. God bless all you muthas.