What a weekend! I have blisters.

3 Events.

3 Dresses.

3 Pairs of Heels.

3 Blisters.

But….OH SO FUN!

(If you follow me on Instagram…you’ve already seen some of these pics….)

Friday Night – Dave’s Birthday.
aka – I did NOT dress for bowling.

Saturday – Ashley & Charlie’s Wedding

 


(Do you get it? Cuz I didn’t!)

Sunday – Mother’s Day

I was loaded with roses from my kiddo’s and a fancy new straightener from the hubs. Thank you loves!

By Sunday evening, my feet HURT.

And since it was still Mothers day….

This is where I spent the rest of the evening!

Hope your weekend was a BLAST and the blisters where worth it!

 

I have been pondering what to do with myself for weeks now. I’m not exactly your ‘molly homemaker’ type. I do enjoy a clean-ish house and a sparkly kitchen, but those things don’t take much time. Especially the clean-ish part.

I have a normal morning routine but then by about 8:30am, I am done. Then I walk around the house in circles. There are about 12 million things I would LOVE to do, but I am jobless, therefore unable to tackle any projects that require expenses. Have you seen this house?

Ugh.

I have been playing in the dirt outside. I would call it gardening, but if you saw my back yard, you would laugh. I tried to clean out my flower beds, which my mom planted 2 years ago. They were overflowing and had lots of dead branches. Well….turns out I am not really that great at ‘pruning’. I killed them ALL.

Not joking.

Every. Plant. Is. Dead.

Oooops.

Used to look like this:

Sometimes I play in the kitchen. I create things. I rarely eat any of the treats I create…but it’s still fun.

Little Strawberry Shortcake creations

Cheesecake Brownie Bites

Lemon Filled Cupcakes

The dreamy lemon filling!

Raspberry filled cupcakes…with a strawberry on top

The chocolate cupcakes had a marshmallow filling

An afternoon Iced Mocha…with whip

I decided to wash my car…and vacuum it. And armor-all the seats so that you slip and slide on each corner.

Then I always need a nap

Sunscreen FAIL….

Sometimes I go for walks in my FINEST attire.

 

But….apparently there are still some people who like me.

So, in my quest to continue figuring out who I am, what I want to do when I grow up and what I should do in the meantime….I will continue to do the things I enjoy.

Whether I am good at them or not…

And I will keep walking by the things I don’t want to do/fix like this….

Happy Thursday Friends. Wait, is it Thursday?

PS – don’t tell my mom about the flower beds. She’ll fly out here and punch me.

 

Just killin time.

Have you ever been told “I can’t take you anywhere?” I haven’t. I have embarrassed a large number of people, however, never have I been told they didn’t like hanging out with me. Well, at least not to my face.

I was held hostage patiently waiting at a children’s birthday party at Chuck-E-Cheese. That’s a nice peaceful place to like….read or somthin.

Or, if you don’t have a book handy….

or just don’t wanna read…

CLEARLY…this is what you do next.

I am simply being a good influence on my niece. She will make excellent choices in life with a little direction from me.

*No children were harmed in the following images. Some *may* have been glared at until they vacated the ride or area WE wanted to play in.


Ooops, dang it.

“KID’S!!!! I NEED ANOTHER 3 TOKENS….I MESSED UP!!”

 


Missy is a terrible driver. Or, maybe the road was just bumpy.


Does this chair make my butt look big?


LOOK OUT! HAWT FireWOman at 12 o’clock!! (I’m allowed to say that about my niece. She’s 18. And her parents don’t read my blog! I hope!)


Whack A Niece!


Hey look, not a single ticket of my own!


Do these tickets go with my face?

As if you wouldn’t have been doing the EXACT same thing at Chuck-E-Cheese. Pffft.

You should know, although we were at a cute kids birthday party, I didn’t take a single picture of said kid OR even my own kids.

Not one.

Proud parenting moment right there!

Happy Friday!

Funny HAHA, then a Happy Cry

I stumbled across this last night and literally laughed out loud.

I probably laughed a little too much.

But SERIOUSLY…..

*I do not know where this photo originated, therefore I am unable to give proper credit to whomever deserves it…sorry!

Then a good happy cry came when I was quickly scrolling through Facebook, and 2 different well know bloggers posted the same thing…. the fabulously hilarious Cocktail Deeva & the equally fabulous Bored Mommy Blog.

This made my day. It will make yours too.

Caine’s Arcade from Nirvan Mullick on Vimeo.

I’m officially unemployed. I friend on twitter recommended that I post about my dream job. You see, there are things I am actually fantastic at, so I decided to make a list:

  • Vacationing – I am really good at relaxing and enjoying tropical places.

 or 

  • Eating Gourmet Meals – I am excellent at eating good food.
  • Coffee – Just check my Klout score if you don’t believe me about coffee. I’m THAT good at it.
  • Twitter – Sure, I am not the “best” but I am getting pretty darn good at the twitter.
  • Shopping – Yes.
  • Shoes – Classy, hot and HIGH. or Uggs. Not Fuggs.
  • Cartwheels – Maybe I can just be hired to do cartwheels for YOUR business. See the potential there?

  • Blogging – HAHA! Just kidding.

Ok, for reals…my english is stellar, isn’t it! ;o)

1 – I want to write a book. I know this is crazy talk, but I dooooo! So many people have encouraged me. Really, only a few people have laughed at me!

2 – We’ve taken on this old house. It needs a do-over from head to toe. Sure, I blog about it, but seriously, if you were to witness the actual work and learning and LACK OF KNOWLEDGE, it would be spectacular in a few different ways. Reality tv show? ;o)

So there. That’s about it.

Carry on with your norm now. You probably have it all together and know what you wanna do when you grow up.

Happy Birthday Dad!

Today you would have turned 67. 67 would have looked good on you, but there is A LOT of drama in the world that you would HATE.

Instead of being all sappy about how much we miss you, I wanted to post a little Happy Birthday to a man who had many passions…I am molded and shaped by you in a few very specific ways.

Classic Cars, mainly Cadillacs:
You’re love, admiration and respect for genuine classic cars was awesome. If only I was a boy and could justify buying and restoring something old and awesome for you…. remember your green 52 baby?

Or the very few times you strayed away from Cadi’s…how about your Bronco that was a BEAST to drive…

How about your love for Standard Poodles…as much as you complained about them, you were a sucker for a Standard!

How about traveling…you LOVED a fun vacation, whether it was to Vegas, Mexico or Florida…


You especially loved those Florida beaches….

You LOVED fishing…

LOVE is not a strong enough word for your relationship with ice cream

You loved playing any kind of card games.

And I saved the best for last, simply because in all your grumpiness, you LOVED mom more than anything else. We all knew that, even when you pretended to be mean!

So, happy birthday Dad! We love you.

Stupid flippin cancer.

 

I can’t put a title on this mess…

I woke up around 2am. I tossed and turned, I was too hot but refuse to remove blankets for the fear of a robber seeing me in my pajamas…

While lying there, my mind started wandering. I was deeply concentrating on my parenting skills, career path, being about 7 days behind in my read through the bible in a year plan, despite my constant efforts and rug burns, my ability to ever really do the forearm stand scorpion is just not likely since my spine isn’t made of rubber, the fact that I have about 37 Draw Something games waiting for MY turn, BUT it was this next thing that really was a humdinger….

I have spent the last 4-ish weeks doing a Beachbody workout program called 10 Minute Trainer. Its awesome. Its P90x workouts put into 10 minute workouts focused on certain areas. The program has me doing 3 of these workouts for a total of about 34 minutes of workout time a day. Not very long, but super intense.

I am seeking after that toned tummy. I really have no desire for a six pack of anything other than abs, except maybe those glorious Lofthouse cookies with the mountain of frosting that are in the grocery store each week with a different color frosting to celebrate the upcoming holiday where you can hear them beckoning for you to celebrate with say 1 or 4 cookies to fully enjoy the First Day of Spring or National Pet Week…

So, for the first time ever, I took all my measurements and weight and all that garbage before I began the 4 week regimen and took it all again yesterday at the end of the 4 weeks. I guess I was hoping the non-digital scale would start clapping and cheering or maybe a phone call from Tony Horton saying “You really did BRING IT”…not really Tony. Please don’t call me, my husband wouldn’t dig that. And he could totally take you 1 on 1 in a computer programming challenge. But, in reality, nothing happened. In fact, the scale didn’t change much. That’s where I have a bone to pick with the fact that muscle weighs more than fat. Unfair.

The measurements…oh the awkward measurements…..remember that song by Sir Mix A Lot, Baby Got Back. (If you don’t know that entire song by heart and aren’t singing it right now, then there is a chance we aren’t really friends). My measurements are not entirely far from what he mentions in that song. Well guess what? I am 5’3″ (and a HALF). So, based on his logic, I have a BIG BUTT. I had NO idea. I have never considered the fact that I had a derrière that was large in proportion to the rest of myself.

Although there was this one time…the Pacific Ocean and the sunset made my butt look big…

Now that’s embarrassing.

This was an entirely TOO long of a post just to say I had a really hard time sleeping last night.

Stop looking at me.

Now, what category do I put this post in?

Old shirts will do, as long as they’re red
we needed some white, maybe the sheets on the bed?
Just a bit of black too for the letters a few
and those trusty old scissors for snip snipping a hoo.

The pieces were ready, the shirts were in need
A do it yourself craft always tackles the deed
Theres work to get did and stuffs to get done
Almost anything is solved with the fantastic glue gun

The first project prepared, the clothing complete
now onto the second part, the head to the feet
It’s a bit more tricky to transform a human
hows about a potion made out of bananas and cumin

A wig would be nice, a wig would be grand
a wig would be easy, like petting a lamb
You see hair doesn’t go up, it likes to be down
except that one piece in the middle of hair town.

To make it stand up, to make it all wild
we needed some tools such as a grinder and file.
Upside down hair meant upside down face
It would have been easier to have an upside down place

Maybe some helium or a 100 tiny balloons
maybe the trick is in the cartoons
just a pinch and a squeeze, and not a single tear
they frolicked and danced in front of the mirror

The second step was finished, almost ready to go
they will represent well, this priority’s not low
Last but not least, we needed hair color of blue
to simply resemble Thing 1 and Thing 2

 

HAHAHA…..Ok, maybe a few words need to be said. I found this free app called aLike. It says to simply upload your photo and it will show you your celeb look alike.

Fun! I always stumble when that awkward time comes around on FB where everyone puts their gorgeous celeb doppleganger and I pretend to just stay off FB until it passes.

Side note – why isn’t doppleganger a real word?

Ok, back to wordless wednesday.

First result:

Not even sure who this is…nor do I see any resemblance…Oh wait, we both have 2 eyes and a nose!

Next result:

Again, don’t know who this is and see zero resemblance…but I guess we are looking at the camera at about the same angle…??

3rd result:

WHAT? Really? I have officially begun to lose hope in finding my true doppleganger….

BUT THEN….

There we go….now we were getting somewhere. I look like a man. Not just any man. Isn’t this the creepy dude from Harry Potter or something like that?

Let’s give this ONE more shot:

OH MY HECK. The Rock. REALLY?

Ok, ok, ok…..seriously….THIS IS THE LAST TRY:

AGAIN! The ONLY duplication I get. The not necessarily attractive MAN. AGAIN.

I am DONE. This app has now been deleted.

Because it’s stupid.

And you bet I am going to put his picture as my FB profile pic if ‘doppleganger’ week ever comes up again.

Apparently, we have such an incredible resemblance that his photo came up twice. Out of all the BILLIONS of celebrities.

*My self confidence is through the roof right now.

*The above statement is a GIANT lie.

So sorry about misleading you with Wordless Wednesday title. There are only 295 too many words for that to be true. I didn’t mean to do that. I promise.

Not so Normal Monday! And a FREE Pedi!

I went out to coffee with some friends this morning since its a school holiday and most of my friends are teachers. We sat at Starbucks and chatted for just over an hour when an decided I better get home to check on the kids…oh and go to work. I didn’t have the day off, I’m still not sure why! Even though I’m not a teacher, I still should get all the same days off that my kids get off…right?

I get home to have my 10 yo say she has a surprise for me. I walk upstairs and she has turned her closet into a day spa!

How cute is that!

So, needless to say, I chose not to go to work but I did sit in that pink fuzzy chair for at least an hour….

and soaked my feet in the warm silky water….

and let her paint many layers upon my toes.

I even got the special post pedi slipper things that are clearly made for 10yo’s and not grown-ups….if that’s what you call me!

Pink + glitter + little heart stickers = a happy heart!

And, at the end of the day, I need to add, she did a pretty darn good job!

 

It’s quite possible it meant even MORE to her than it did to me…and it meant the WORLD to me!