Gizoogle me

So there’s a blog game going around. You type in your name and the word “needs.” Example: Michelle needs.
You type it into google and see what comes up, just for fun.

Being the rebel that I am, I decided to take a twist on the game. I gizoogled myself. Gizoogle is the ebonics version of google. It’s a scream. You go to www.gizoogle.com and then type your key words. Here’s what I came up with:

1. Michelle needs Free 40 Gig IPod To Store Yo’ Snoop Tunez
(Gosh, I wasn’t aware I was such a Snoop Doggy Dog fan)

2. Michelle needs Gangsta’ Email Greeting Cards
(Can’t you just picture this one? Shoebox greetings will never be the same)

3. Michelle Needs Yo Hizzy
(um, what in the WORLD is a hizzy? Better question–do I really want one?)

4. Michelle needs Ai Research - Creat’n A New Fizzy Of Life
(Sounds like a new form of birth control. Kind of scary)

And here’s my favorite, from ESPN:

5. “What Michelle needs ta do is win,” Bivens says . Bounce wit me.”

Yes, winning is always good. But, let’s rephrase. What Michelle needs is a book contract. Fo shizzle.

Halloween Costumes

My eldest is now getting excited about Halloween. Okay, he was excited at the beginning of September, but now he’s REALLY excited. He wants to be Yoda from Star Wars. :starwars: We ordered a costume and when it arrived at Grandma’s house, we went to visit and she hemmed it for him.

When he first saw the mask, he shrieked and backed into the wall. I don’t know what he was expecting, but he freaked out. When we tried to let him wear it, he started yelling, “No no no no!”

He does love the Jedi robe and pants, so he’ll basically be a young Paduan learner for Halloween. No mask. Although I personally thought it would have been a great costume, seeing as my son is only three feet tall. Last year we gave him a glow stick and he pretended it was a light saber. He adored it and went to sleep with it.

My daughter is another matter. I have no clue how to dress her. She’s not really old enough to go trick-or-treating, though I’ll probably put her in the stroller just for kicks. Maybe drop her back off at the house and let her help Dad hand out candy. My husband swears he’s going to turn off all the lights once we leave and pretend no one’s home. Hey, more candy for him…

What are your kids going to dress as?