Saturday, September 28, 2013

Hunting 101

Well, after a night of terrorizing the grandparents, I woke up in a fantastic mood. I always feel awesome in the morning, so I asked mom and dad if we could go for a walk! Dad forgot to hunt and gather for us the pervious day, so we went down to the patisserie to chase some elusive croissants and baguettes. 

The mission was a success, and I was out by the time we got home to eat! 
Just an FYI, dad actually does hunt in real life, albeit on the iPad. He's teaching me how to shoot deer with a virtual gun. 

He's such a wanna-be American...I think he's a navy seal or something because there's some navy seal workout book on the book shelf. It clearly hasn't been opened. 

Friday, September 27, 2013

360 grams in 60 minutes.

Plus 1.5 liters of Sangria. That would be 360 grams of steak (that dad scarfed down in like four bites). 

Needless to say, mom and dad weren't feeling so hot when they arrived home.  

So it all started with the bright idea to go to a nice dinner (since it's pretty much been impossible since my arrival). Well, they didn't check with me first, so that was not about to happen. Not on MY watch. 

Right as they took their first sip of Sangria, I decided it was the perfect time to flip out on grandma and grandpa! Hahaha. 

Poor grandma even had to take a shot of Unicum to relax. I'm THAT good. 

My folks got to the steak house at 7, and were home by 8. I was crying so hard that even grandma was in tears by the time they arrived. Of course, by then, I was fast asleep. 

They are such amateurs! 

So...after $120 and two very large stomach aches, I win again. 
Dad ordering the bill...with a mouth full of cholesterol. 

Note: Mom and dad need written approval 30 days prior to going ANYWHERE, ever. 


Dad's Antics: Part Three

This is what dad does with me when he's busy doing other stuff, like picking his nose. 
Thankfully the Muppets were on! As you all can surmise, I'm definitely half American. 

Somebody get me some potato chips STAT!!! 

Thursday, September 26, 2013

Grandmas love me!!

Every time I go out with mom and dad, older people always tell me how beautiful I am!! The younger people always like my shoes more than me, but I'm ok with that as long as they compliment me in some way. Thank goodness for aunt Sandra, who helps me with my wardrobe! 
My pink Converse! 

Don't mind the drool, I was daydreaming about pickles and a chicken from Auchan. 
Me and elephanny, we're in love. 


Tuesday, September 24, 2013

Time

I went from this...(yikes)...
To this...(one day old)...
Then this...
And this...
To now...
I have to say, the passage of time clearly does wonders for my looks. I can't say the same for mom and dad however. 




Saturday, September 21, 2013

Dad is sick...

I'm clearly much younger and my body much more resilient, because I feel great! 

Mom is still coughing up phlegm bunnies, but now it's her turn to be at my beck and call while dad takes over the torch, also know as the toilet paper roll next to the bed. 

Cheers to good health everyone!! 

Friday, September 20, 2013

Baby on the move!

I left her for three minutes to go heat up some food...

We may need to incarcerate her from now on. 





Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Mom is sick...

So she sent dad and I to go get her Greek food to make her feel better. While we were waiting, we drank a beer. Well, technically I watched dad drink a beer, but it was still fun. 
Also, it's starting to get cold! I can't wait to go to the beach in San Diego!! Aunt Sandra is coming with us, so it's gonna be extra fun! Yay!!!

Tuesday, September 17, 2013

My part-time job.

Dad pays me in chip crumbs and bacon bits. 
When he wasn't expecting it, I kicked the plate. 

He has to be breaking some child labor laws here. He's also a bad tipper. 


Sunday, September 15, 2013

Baby Club

Mom and dad took me to baby club on Friday. Not only was I the cutest, but I was also the most introspective. I was keeping to myself and then this German kid proceeded to take off my shoe. I forgave him because he's still a baby. 
Also, I gave mom a fat lip today because she wasn't talking to me. It was bleeding pretty good, which should teach her a lesson. 

There was a Greek baby, a German baby, a Peruvian baby that flew in an airplane for 24 hours to visit her family, an Irish baby, a British baby and an Australian/Hungarian baby! I'm not alone!! Next time I'll be more social...I just needed to feel these kids out before talking to them about the universe! 

Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Mom Fail: Part 1

So today I thought it would be a great idea to snuggle into my wrap and go grab some Q-tips (mom likes to pick my nose) at the local Rosmann (the equivalent of CVS) with mom. It's been raining, but the sun came out and mom seemed awake enough to go out for a stroll! 
We got to Rosmann unscathed, and started walking back when mom ventured into a flower shop. She picked out a nice plant, and when she went to pay, realized she was 2000 ft short. She hand gestured her way out of the store, apologized in Hungarian, and we proceeded back to the apartment to get more cash. 

We walked the 1/2 mile back to the shop because mom felt bad, and thankfully because I'm so cute, the lady forgave mom. I ALWAYS get her out of awkward situations. 

Now, mom was already tired on the first trip back mostly due to carrying my 13 pound, pickle-eating butt, but now she was exhausted! I woke up (and started to squirm my way out of the wrap) and mom also had to contend with the beautiful tree she had to carry! 

It was sooooo funny because as soon as we got back we discovered the elevator wasn't working, so mom had to walk up to the sixth floor!!!! Hahahahaha. She was sweaty. 

Now Peter's friends are coming over and she can barely move! 

I love my life! 

Tuesday, September 10, 2013

I love pickles.

http://youtu.be/ZIjQV9HHGvQ

Bananas? No. Apples? Those are for babies. Sugar?! Ok, I do like sugar. Pickles?!! I can't get enough of them!!! Pickles and shrimp. I think that will be new birthday dinner request. 



Apartment number three (in seven months), but who's counting?

So the new standard these days is signing a year lease, and then breaking it nine months early...followed by not answering our phones. I'm hoping we stay here for at least four months this time around. I know, I'm so boring. 
The new patio with six huge trees! Thank you Peter and Andras for carrying these things and Susan and Andras for potting them while Peter and I went out for a drink and lunch. 
Popcorn's room, with a view of the garden! 
Because a standard crib is soooo yesterday, grandpa and grandma bought me a full on play pen! Yehaw! 
Next comes the living room/bedroom area which is still a work in progress. 
Ladies and gentlemen...couches are very expensive. 
Our cool light up...thing...that's two levels!! That was on accident because I can't seem to properly use a metric tape measure. 
The beloved tv...of which has about 5 English channels. I made Peter buy HBO just to have a few extra options other than murder mystery shows and Judge Judy (although she's my fave).

Totally unrelated...Peter coined a new abbreviation. Much like the popular WWJD (What Would Jesus Do?) rubber bracelets wore by Christians everywhere that begs the question, what would Jesus have done in this situation? Peter came up with WWJJD.

Any guesses? 

What Would Judge Judy Do?! 

So whenever we are discussing a hot topic and can't seem to come to a conclusion, we simply ask, WWJJD? And 9/10, we have our answer! He's a genius.

Back to less funny news... 


The 1930's elevator which likes to stop at least once a week...and we live on the sixth floor coincidently. 
The entrance to the building, which is pretty darn nice. 

Other pictures will follow when I have the energy to clean the kitchen and bedroom. Don't hold your breath. 

Also, it's really annoying that they play American football, and it's in Hungarian!!! Ugh!!! 




The apple doesn't fall far from the tree.

Dad naps. (He's exhausted from being on the phone all day and eating croissants.)
HRH naps. (She's beat from scratching mom's face and spitting up all over her new clothes.)
Mom takes a 20 second break from cleaning the ENTIRE apartment. (After doing three loads of laundry.) 


Bunny Suicides

So there's this comic artist, Andy Riley, that is super funny. He illustrates the Bunny Suicides book. 


When I saw this hat, I just had to have it!! 

Just because I look like a bunny, it does not mean I like carrots or that I'm dumb (like the bunnies in the book). 





Sunday, September 8, 2013

Dad's Antics: Part Two

These posts will clearly become a series. 

A few days ago, mom and dad noticed a tree outside the door to the apartment. Ok, it wasn't directly in front of OUR door, but the configuration of the floor could confuse the smartest of intellectuals. 

The plant stood outside the neighbor's place (if you want to get technical) for two days before dad asked mom, "hey, do you think my parents left that plant for us?" 
 
Mom wasn't sure, but noted there was a gold ribbon around the bottom, which she thought seemed odd. 

Another day passed and dad said, "that's definitely my old plant. It used to be at my old apartment." 

"Are you sure?" asked mom.

"Absolutely, I remember it!"

So mom and dad brought in the pretty plant to set up in our new place. 

Yesterday, the building manager politely asked dad if we happened to know where the plant was that was on our floor. 

Dad kindly explained that we assumed it was ours, and the lady kindly explained that was a gift for the spouse/family of the lady who DIED that lived next door. 

The manager said we could keep it since we had stolen it anyway. 

Dad seriously makes me die laughing every day. I wouldn't trade him for any other dad in the whole world. 



Saturday, September 7, 2013

Whisper!!!!!

Peter's mom is always yelling at us to whisper when Aniston is sleeping...but we know her better than that. 

Today we really needed to get going, and HRH decided she had other plans. In an attempt to wake her up (which failed) Peter made me laugh so hard, I cried. Life is pretty awesome. 


She proceeded to wake up on her own time, roughly 10 minutes later (when she passed some gas). 



Thursday, September 5, 2013

Forget Hungarian food!

I like Italian food. Especially when it comes with a side of yummy seafood!

Good GOD, what do I choose first!!!?? Calamari or shrimp? 

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Rainbow Brite

I'm pretty sure a) my parents are crazy, b) I own more than my share of toys, and c) I will not be colorblind. 

Also, I woke myself up last night because I kept bumping my head on the wooden rails. I don't like sleeping the way the crib was intended because I like to dangle my long legs over the side. I live dangerously...much like Rainbow Brite. 


In other news, I haven't pooped in four days which is freaking mom and dad out. They are afraid to leave the house because they know this one is going to be a doozy! Go big or go home!!! 

Tuesday, September 3, 2013

The new neighborhood!

Well, unlike before, we do not in fact, live in the "hood." Peter's mom found a place near the Central Park of Budapest. 

Szent István Park is a pretty ritzy place from what I hear, which is funny when you have no concept of what's nice and what's not nice (other than the physical appearance of the place). 

Unfortunately, that reminds me of the time my roommate and I walked alone, at night, in India (because we had NO idea how dangerous it was...and I was 20 and just dumb). Needless to say, Popcorn will  be street smart. And how do we plan on implementing  these street smarts? By showing her where dad lived while in San Diego...which is the worst it gets. 

The new place is pretty cool, and much bigger than the last place. It's in the Jewish area, and apparently they like nice things. Also, there is an American style donut shop that's fairly close...which we've been to twice. Ugh. 
What's within walking distance? 

The pediatrician's office, a few wine bars, an English bookstore, a ton of restaurants, ice cream, flower shops, and countless other cool places...like a fancy pants gym!!! 

Yes, folks, Peter and I will attempt to fulfill our commitment to the gym memberships we purchased for 19,990HUF (roughly $100). If nothing else, we can go swimming and encourage each other to do 10 sit-ups, like we do at home (right before heading to the donut shop).