Friday Bullets

Every Thursday I fall a little bit more in love with the Robfather. Seeing John Stevens get voted out wasnt nearly as fullfilling as I thought it would be. Maybe because I realized they all kinda suck in their own right, dont they? There are a LOT of cat lovers out there in blogging world. And all of you know my cats better than me. I also fell a little bit more in love with MrZoot this week as he poked fun of me when I was not feeling well. Because there is nothing like... Read More

Best Medicine…

So, do you know what I learned last night? I learned that the BEST medicine one can take when feeling a bit under the weather is: A Pedicure by the Neighborhood kids! Woo! I mean – come on people – could life get any better than this? First though- I had to give all of them pedicures (this is actually a common occurrence in my home. The kids come over and I give them pedicures) so they would remember the procedure. T and LilZoot loved it, of course. And their feet... Read More

So. You are all Geniuses. And I hate you ALL.

When we left off the “Pillow Fight” saga, I had put the SK8TR Boy pillow I had been using – that Bambi seemed to love – in his bed and had gotten the pillow off the guest bed for me to use. As you see here? He wasn’t using it. However, I wasn’t going to accept all of your predictions that it was that he just wanted MY pillow, not THAT pillow. I thought, maybe he just wants it to be OUT somewhere soft, like my bed. I mean – honestly? That... Read More

A True Pillow Fight.

So this weekend, Chris posted an entry that had a picture of his cat sleeping on his head. I made a comment Monday that my cat had done that for the FIRST TIME the night before. IT was soooo funny. The cat – you know – sleeping on my head. So funny and cute. But now? The cat – “Bambi” has staged a mutiny with my head and I am no longer allowed sole ownership rights to my pillow. MY PILLOW. This is a pillow that I traded with LilZoot because I didn’t... Read More

I Give Up, America.

Okay. So American Idol is now over. And all I have to say is this. That was even more crap-tacular than last week. Have I been watching this show for so long that EVERYONE is sounding like ME? (and trust me guys – that is NOT a compliment. I sing about as well as I sew…and take it from LilZoot and his crooked-ass curtains, that is BAD). Have I lost the ability to honestly judge these people? Did any of them sound good? At one point during the Johns performance? I started... Read More

Hi. I’m Kim.

This is my blog that I've been writing on since January, 2004. I call myself Zoot as it's a derivative of an old childhood nickname. I used to write about my struggles to have children, but eventually I succeeded and now, I write a lot about those kids. I don't use my kid's exact names simply because if someone Googles their very unique names in the future, I don't want them stumbling upon my entries about boobsweat. I mean, would you hire someone whose Mom writes openly about such topics? NO. YOU WOULD NOT.

I love taking pictures and carry my camera (almost) everywhere I go. This means you'll see a lot of photos on this site. I also periodically post recipes I like as I've been slowly (but surely) learning to cook and I like to share my discoveries. Finally? I'm an annoying pop culture fanatic so I'll periodically ramble about Hunger Games or the latest Parks and Recreation.

I hope you like it here. If not? Please don't tell me. I cry easily.
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