Contrary to public belief we are not reacting to the water. Don't get me
wrong that ish was cold, but our photographer (a friend of ours) was saying
some rather inappropriate things. Fun times!


Wednesday, January 25, 2006


I got a job!!!

I am K-Fed's personal popozao. So basically I spritz him with water every so often.

no but seriously I did get a job!! More details later.

Toodles.

:Posted By: Jacqueline Mardelle On: Wednesday, January 25, 2006:
3 Comments:

1/26/2006 06:13:00 PM Blogger Linds said...
1/26/2006 08:50:00 PM Blogger word. said...
2/06/2006 10:26:00 AM Anonymous Anonymous said...


Made me laugh.

Thursday, January 19, 2006


Dear Alcohol,

First & foremost, let me tell you that I'm a huge fan of yours. As my friend, you always seem to be there when needed. The perfect post-work cocktail, a beer at the game, and you're even around at the holidays, hidden inside chocolates, as you warm us when we're stuck in the midst of endless family gatherings. However, lately I've been wondering about your intentions. While I want to believe that you have my best interests at heart, I feel that your influence has led some unwise consequences:

1. Phone calls: While I agree with you that communication is important, I question the suggestion that any conversation of substance or necessity takes place after 2 a.m. Why would you make me call those ex-boyfriends/girlfriends when I know for a fact they do not want to hear from me during the day, let alone all hours of the night?

2. Eating: Now, you know I love a good meal, but why do you suggest that I eat a taco with chili sauce, along with a big Italian meatball and some stale chips (washed down with WINE & topped off with a Kit Kat after a few cheese curls & chili cheese fries)? I'm an eclectic eater, but I think you went too far this time.

3. Clumsiness: Unless you're subtly trying to tell me that I need to do more yoga to improve my balance, I see NO need to hammer the issue home by causing me to fall down. It's completely unnecessary, and the black & blue marks that appear on my body mysteriously the next day are beyond me. Similarly, it should never take me more than 45 seconds to get the front door key into the lock.

4. Furthermore: The hangovers have GOT to stop. This is getting ridiculous. I know a little penance for our previous evening's debauchery may be in order, but the 3pm hangover imobility is completely unacceptable. My entire day is shot. I ask that, if the proper precautions are taken (water, vitamin B, bread products, aspirin) prior to going to sleep/passing out face down on the kitchen floor with a bag of popcorn, the hangover should be minimal & in no way interfere with my daily activities.

Alcohol, I have enjoyed our friendship for some years now & would like to ensure that we remain on good terms. You've been the invoker of great stories, the provocation for much laughter, and the needed companion when I just don't know what to do with the extra money in my pockets. In order to continue this friendship, I ask that you carefully review my grievances above & address them immediately. I will look for an answer no later than Thursday 3pm (pre-happy hour) on your possible solutions & hopefully we can continue this fruitful partnership.

Thank you,

Your biggest fan

P.S. THINGS THAT ARE DIFFICULT TO SAY WHEN DRUNK:
1. Innovative
2. Preliminary
3. Proliferation
4. Cinnamon

THINGS THAT ARE VERY DIFFICULT TO SAY WHEN DRUNK:
1. Specificity
2. British Constitution
3. Passive-aggressive disorder

THINGS THAT ARE DOWNRIGHT IMPOSSIBLE TO SAY WHEN DRUNK:
1. Thanks, but I don't want to have sex.
2. Nope, no more beer for me.
3. Sorry, but you're not really my type.
4. Good evening, officer. Isn't it lovely out tonight?
5. Oh, I couldn't. No one wants to hear me sing.

:Posted By: Jacqueline Mardelle On: Thursday, January 19, 2006:
2 Comments:

1/20/2006 03:41:00 PM Blogger Mary said...
1/22/2006 09:55:00 PM Blogger Shari said...


Musically Jacquee

Tuesday, January 17, 2006


Choose one of your favorite bands/artist: John Mayer (even though he makes really strange faces when he sings. But if that is what it takes for him to sing like that I will take it)

Answer all the questions using SONG TITLES from the BAND or ARTIST


1. Are you male or female? Who Did You Think I Was


2. Describe yourself: Everything Is Not Broken


3. How do some people feel about you? Out Of My Mind


4. How do you feel about yourself? Not Myself


5. Describe current relationship with BF/GF: Love Soon


6. Describe where you want to be: In Your Atmosphere


7. Describe how you live: Comfortable


8. Describe how you love: Over and Over


9. What would you ask for if you had just one wish? Quiet


10. Share a few words of wisdom: This Will All Make Perfect Sense Someday


11. Now say goodbye: Sucker

:Posted By: Jacqueline Mardelle On: Tuesday, January 17, 2006:
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Linds, you need to come to Cali. According to this we are soulmates or something.


You Are A Blueberry Martini

You are a eclectic drink - liking to change drinks and venues often.
You are usually the first of your friends to find a cool new dive bar or cocktail.

You should never: Drink mystery drinks strangers hand you. Unless you want to wind up in foreign country.

Your ideal party: Is mobile, hopping from party to party.

Your drinking soulmates: Those with an Orange Martini personality.

Your drinking rivals: Those with a Chocolate Martini personality.

:Posted By: Jacqueline Mardelle On: Tuesday, January 17, 2006:
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1/17/2006 08:08:00 PM Blogger Shari said...
1/17/2006 10:59:00 PM Blogger Linds said...
1/17/2006 11:24:00 PM Blogger word. said...


Strangeness.

Monday, January 16, 2006


Don't get me wrong when I say this but my oldest little brother is STRANGE. This kid is 15 years old and has to be reminded to bathe!! I am sorry but that is just WRONG, well in my book it is. Is this normal?

:Posted By: Jacqueline Mardelle On: Monday, January 16, 2006:
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For Linds and well Carly

Friday, January 06, 2006


I know this is very similar to the cookie recipe but well Linds is a large cry baby. And well Carly doesn't like tequila...


Best Ever Rum Cake
1 or 2 qts rum
1 tsp. sugar
2 c. dried fruit
1 tsp. soda
Brown sugar
1 c. butter
2 lrg. eggs
Baking powder
Lemon juice
Nuts

Before you start, sample the rum to check for quality. Good isn't it! Now go ahead, select a large mixing bowl, measuring cup, etc. Check the rum again. It must be just right. To be sure rum is of highest quality, pour 1 level cup of rum into glass and drink as fast as you can. Repeat. With an electric mixer, beat 1 cup butter in a large fluffy bowl. Add a seaspoon of tugar and beat again. Try snother cup. Open second bottle if necessary.

Add two orge laggs, 2 cups fried druit, and beat until high. If the druit gets stuck in the beater, just pry it loose with a srewumdriver. Sample the rum agin, checking for toncestcity. Next sift 3 cups baking powder, a pinch or rum, a steaspoon of toda, and a cup of salt or pepper (it really doesn't matter). Shample the bum agian. Sift 9/2 pints of lemin juice.
Fold in schlopped butter and strained nuts. Add 1 bablespoon of brown sugar, or whatever color you can find. Wix mell. Grease the oven and turn turn cake pan to 300 gredees. Schmeells goo. (ead you hartout Aunt B!)

:Posted By: Jacqueline Mardelle On: Friday, January 06, 2006:
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1/06/2006 03:40:00 PM Blogger Linds said...
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1/06/2006 07:14:00 PM Blogger James said...
1/06/2006 07:26:00 PM Blogger Shari said...
1/07/2006 11:31:00 AM Anonymous Anonymous said...



I love AMAZON!!! That is all.

:Posted By: Jacqueline Mardelle On: Friday, January 06, 2006:
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1/06/2006 01:37:00 PM Blogger Linds said...
1/06/2006 02:16:00 PM Blogger word. said...


Tuesday, January 03, 2006


I HATE BEING SICK!!!!

:Posted By: Jacqueline Mardelle On: Tuesday, January 03, 2006:
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My Winter Wonderlicious New Year!

Monday, January 02, 2006


Oh and throw in 22 hours of driving in one kind of precipitation or another (we had 'em all) and a wedding.

Yes, I went to Lake Tahoe for New Years, also known as my Fathers wedding. It was Great! Well the wedding and the company were. We stayed in a cabin in Homewood, CA (it's just 10 miles from Tahoe City). We were without power for over 24 hours, it went out while I was taking a shower in a bathroom with no window mind you.

The wedding was in South Lake at Harvey's Casino. It was quite strange to watch my own father get married but hey it wasn't the first time.

Here are some pictures of the weekend...



On the way to the wedding.




Still on the way to the wedding.




Before the wedding... Me, My Dad, and David.




Makin' Pops snazzy.




The Fam... Dad, Me, Aunt Brenda, and Uncle Rick.




Waiting for the Bride.




Here comes the Bride.




Mid wedding.




First kiss.




Celebrating.




The view from the back portch of our cabin.




View from my bedroom in the cabin.




On the back porch.




Cute wreath by the back door.




Little birdhouse.




Driving on the way home.



Happy New Year Everyone!

:Posted By: Jacqueline Mardelle On: Monday, January 02, 2006:
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1/02/2006 11:22:00 PM Blogger Shari said...
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1/05/2006 02:56:00 PM Blogger Mary said...
1/05/2006 03:29:00 PM Blogger word. said...
Quotes I
"ummmm ... no Jacquee dear I do not. Your real nickname is 'perfect little angel that everyone loves and adores'"
{Brent}

"The Edge... there is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over."
{Hunter S. Thompson}

"...an ocean tumbled by with a private boat for me and i sailed off through the night and day and in and out of weeks and almost over a year to where the wild things are."
{Where The Wild Things Are -- Maurice Sendak}

"I think I'll be a clown when I get grown," said Dill. "Yes, sir, a clown.... There ain't one thing in this world I can do about folks except laugh, so I'm gonna join the circus and laugh my head off." "You got it backwards, Dill," said Jem. "Clowns are sad, it's folks that laugh at them." "Well, I'm gonna be a new kind of clown. I'm gonna stand in the middle of the ring and laugh at the folks."
{To Kill A Mockingbird -- Harper Lee}

"There are always two people in every picture: the photographer and the viewer."
{Ansel Adams}

"They're certainly entitled to think that, and they're entitled to full respect for their opinions... but before I can live with other folks I've got to live with myself. The one thing that doesn't abide by majority rule is a person's conscience."
{Atticus -- To Kill A Mockingbird -- Harper Lee}

"There are no rules for good photographs, there are only good photographs."
{Ansel Adams}

"A stiff apology is a second insult.... The injured party does not want to be compensated because he has been wronged; he wants to be healed because he has been hurt."
{G.K. Chesterton}

"...but I don't think I give an elf's butt about that."
{Mary}
Photogs of Mr. Huhrubababubb
Sk8ter Boi
Grover as interpreted by Linds