So yeah, it’s me, Miss. MIA as of late. I have been crazy busy, it’s ridiculous and I’m worn plum out. Yes I just said plum out. Lord, I’ve been in the south too long. With that said, I’m fix’n to tell you what I have been up to.
-Running around like a chicken with my head cut off.
– Not reading blogs of the people that live in my computer, I am an awful friend. I have a lot of catching up to do. I miss everyone!
-Taking pictures, editing, taking more pictures, more editing, editing, editing, editing. Damn it’s time consuming.
-Trying to fine tune my time management between mom, wife, friend, and a photographer. I’m failing at this.
-I’m now trying to find the time to start painting my house again. I put down the paint brush a month ago and haven’t touched it since. Umm…Yeah..my house looks confused.
-Looking for extra hours in my day. Does Walmart have time on sale? I can’t find any extra time.
-Saturday night I shot a very talented rock’n band, One43, downtown Nashville at the Red Rooster. I was in heaven because you just can’t beat mixing a good rock’n roll band with photography. I was one happy girl.
I still have one more photo shoot to edit and then I will be caught up. There’s only 1250 photos to go through, cut down and edit. Geesh, again I need more hours in my day!
Now if you will excuse I must go pamper myself for a bit by getting my hair done. It looks like I have a mop on the top of my head. It’s way over due.
Wow how long has it been since I have done a regular post? A week? A month? Longer? All I know is that it has been for-ever. I have been going non stop for almost a month now and this morning as I was sitting outside with B I realized I am getting exhausted. Sad thing, there’s no end in sight. Here is a little bit of this and a little bit of that:
-I am getting tired.
-I totally revamped my landscaping front and back. It wore me out and made me sore. I
hate loathe landscaping. It does look nice though so one big pat on the back for me!
-After 7 years of living in this house I finally don’t have fruit on my walls in my kitchen. NO MORE FRUIT! YAY! I have been intimidated by painting my kitchen for 7 years. I hate painting and I don’t trust my skillz in that area. A couple of times I would pull a little piece of wallpaper off and tape it right back up because I wasn’t ready to take on the task. Well I told B the week before last that the following Monday would be the day to rid the kitchen of fruit. Last Monday he went in and ripped a big ole piece of wallpaper off. I almost cried. I took a deep breathe and told myself…YOU can do this! Well my friends I did! It took me a whole week to get it done and now the fruit is gone and my walls are blue and white and it looks magnificent if I do say so myself!
-Due to the colors on my kitchen walls, I had to paint my chair rails and floor molding (whatever that is called) white. This opens a whole freaking can of worms for the rest of the house. I can’t just have white chair rails, floor molding, doors and door jams in the kitchen, No the rest of the house has to match. So what will I be doing until I am 54 years old? Painting. Painting the floor molding in every room, painting the crown molding in the living room and dining room, painting doors and door jams in every room. Good lord. Everything needs a fresh coat of paint in this house so it must be done! I am on a mission.
-Now that I have the kitchen done, my next mission is the hall bathroom, my bathroom and my bedroom. All need new paint. Am I getting paid? No. Fuck that. Someone should be paying me!
-Today I have another list of a 398 things to do. I’m learning its going to be like this everyday for the rest of my life. Fuck that too. I just want to sit. Today we are celebrating W’s birthday, which is actually Thursday but we are flying to South Carolina on Thursday for a family wedding so today is the day. Dad and Susie are coming for dinner and my house is a mess. So on top of getting the last few doors painting in the kitchen hall to the garage I need to go to the store, clean my house, finish multiple loads of laundry, scrape paint off the kitchen floor, and feed them. Shit.
-I want to meet the person who is responsible for lighting this fire under my ass and poke them in the eyeball. I’m tired.
-I thought my pile of trim tape was going to come alive and eat me the other day.
-We have had a Led Zeppelin painting in our kitchen for years now and after I got done painting the kitchen I thought just maybe that it would find a new home in another room. Friday I woke up..walked into the kitchen..looked at my pretty new walls….and saw this…
-My sister and I need to schedule time to go to Indiana sometime soon and see my grandma and cousins. When am I going to fit this in? I have no flipping clue.
-My aunt found me on FB a couple of weeks ago. Her and my mom were connected at the hip, my sister and I remind me a lot of them two. She now lives in Florida and has zero relationship with her 2 kids who have kids of their own now. This pisses me off to no end, especially now that I can read how she communicates with them. It makes me want to call her out on all of her bullshit and scream “Did you not learn anything when mom passed away?” You have 2 great kids and 4 wonderful grandkids and you are choosing to not be a part of their lives. Something could happen tomorrow and you will be left not really knowing them with no attempt made on your part to do so. She has turned into a shitty human and it pisses me off. She communicates with them like they are fair weather friends. W.T.F.
-Thursday, like I said earlier, we fly to South Carolina. B’s cousin is getting married at the Charleston Harbor Resort. This is the first time the kids have flown and they are beside themselves with excitement. Me on the other hand..I’m already stressed out about it. I have never flown with kids, they have never flown. Also adding to the stress of the trip, I have no flipping clue what to wear. I don’t know if the wedding is right on the beach, is it inside the resort? Heels? Flip Flops? I need to know this kind of stuff people!! I don’t know what to pack for the kids, B has no clue what to pack for himself. Grrrrrrrrrrrrr.
-W’s been sick since last week, I think he is on the mend now, E is sneezing, and B feels like poopy. Bad timing for this crap all around. I swear if come Thursday I feel like crap and get this funk they have had I might slit my wrists.
I know that was all over the place but that is just a peek at the inside of my brain at the moment. It’s all over the place and running at about 125mph. Good times. One day I will rest…One day. Until then..here I go.
It’s been an eventful but yet uneventful kinda holiday weekend. Does that make sense? Not sure and don’t care, it’s my blog, I don’t have to make sense. heehee.
Friday I spent the day with my sister and we realized at dinner that even though we are 4 years and 1 day apart somehow someway we are twins that share the same brain….to the point of being freaky. Here are a couple of examples:
-Even though between the 2 of us we own 593 pairs of shoes and out of the 593 pairs of shoes we both own 2 pairs of the same shoes, Friday she walks in and we have the same shoes on. I can’t tell you how many times this happens and not only with shoes, it happens with clothes as well.
-Friday night at dinner we finished each other sentences and after a silent pause we both opened our mouths at the exact same time and the exact same words came out in the exact same order in the exact same tone…Twice. It happened again yesterday. Fah-ree-ky.
It’s so windy outside right now that I keep watching for the witch on her bike to fly by my window. Some random info for ya.
We watched Disney’s “Oceans” last night. This has been out for quite awhile and I’m always late to the movie party. This movie/documentary is hands down the BEST nature doc I have ever seen. I was in awwe the entire time and the only words B and I spoke throughout the entire movie was “wow” and “that is crazy”. If you have not seen this, you need to..right now..go now..now damnit.
Last week I bought some music for my ipod, Adele and Pistol Annies. Pistol Annies is a country girl trio put together by Miranda Lambert. I had heard a song by them awhile ago on a friend’s blog, loved it and then it left my mind. Well I came across them again on itunes and fell in love again. If you could tell the wear of a song on an ipod this album would be plum worn out and I’ve only had it since Thursday. I can’t get enough of it, every song is fantastic. Here is my fav.
Wednesday was a very very sad day..it was the day we bid farewell to one of my favorite blogs. Miss Firecracker has put her blog on hold for the time being. This makes me sad because it was one of my favorites, it was the first blog I read every morning and gave me my morning boost to face the world each day. It made me laugh, it made me smile, it made me cock my head to the side and think “WTF!” Her blog was one of the first I came across when I first came to the blogging world and I loved it from the beginning. She is my…”Cosmic Twin”. Thankfully through our blogs we have become friends on the outside of the blog-o-verse, a friendship was made that I hold dear. I spent Wednesday in mourning, locked in my bedroom dressed in black with a bottle of Vodka. To the Firecraker blog..I tip my forty. Okay Okay enough of all the mushy mushy, let’s send her off in the right way! Thank you Someecards.com and bluntcard.com for always having a card saying what is on my mind.
To you Miss Firecracker..Your blog will be missed…
To all that never read Firecracker’s blog while she was here..I am sorry that a part of you will always feel empty.
Rock Your Friday!
Always Keep Rock’n!!
We all have our favorite things that we just can’t live without. I have wanted to do a post on mine for quite some time now and today is your lucky day! Here are some of my favorite things that I just can’t live without!
My face wash…Dermalogica. I was introduced to this brand about 2 years ago and it has changed my life. I know that sounds a bit dramatic but it has. I have always had acne, nothing crazy severe but enough to annoy the bejeezus out of me. This stuff completely..I said COMPLETELY..wiped it out for me. Thank you baby jesus.
Bra..Victoria Secret’s Miraculous Push Up Bra. Yes it’s freaking miraculous. Why? Because if I didn’t wear it I would look 12 in the boobage department. This bra makes you a size or two bigger than what you are and when you have had 2 kids and have lost any boobage that you might have had pre-kids..this bra is a flipp’n god send. I know what people think, “Well that is just false advertisement”. Let me tell you something, I have been with B for 13 years..He knows what is under there and I’m not out to impress anyone els,e so for me it’s just about feeling like I am actually 34 and not 12 (even though some 12 year old will put me to shame now), it’s about being able to fill a shirt, it’s about feeling good.
Face Moisturizer…Clinique Youth Surge with SPF 15. A couple of years ago I pissed off the skin god and in retaliation it gave me a couple of patches of dermatitis. Dermatitis is a fancy word for freaking annoying dry skin. I would get a couple of patches on my face and they would move around to different places when they felt like it. It was super. I was so annoyed with it I took my butt to the dermatologist to figure out what the hell it was and why it was there. She told me it could be a number of different things that have caused it and gave me an antibiotic to take and some lotion. Well neither worked, nor did changing what “could be” causing it. UGH! I was so annoyed! I took my happy ass to Belk one day and headed to the Clinique counter to see if they had a magic potion. Well they did! I started using their Youth Surge and within days the dry patches cleared right up and haven’t been back since. Thank you baby jesus.
Makeup….Cover Girl Point Plus Eyeliner. Yes Cover Girl! I have been loyal to this eyeliner for years…YEARS, I’m talking all the way back to the high school days. I love it, love it, love it. I have tried other eyeliners..cheap ones, expensive ones and I always come back to this one.
Shoes….Reef Flip Flops. Are all flip flops created equal? In my eyes the answer is no. I am a label whore when it comes to my flippy flops. I heart the brand Reef, that is all that I will wear. They are comfy and they treat my feet right…as their site says..”Ridiculously Comfortable”
More Shoes..BOOTS! I heart boots, to the point of needing therapy. My latest purchase or I should say purchases in the boot department was the Althea Platform boot. I tried a pair on at Agac`i a couple of weeks back (totally shopping for something else and made the mistake of walking through the store for just a “looky see”) and fell in love with them, so much so that I bought this boot in tan and black. They are super comfy and oh so sexy. I love them. **If you have never been in an Agac`i store I highly recommend it! Their clothes are great and not over priced but their shoes are all kinds of fabulous! All are reasonably priced (I have never spent over $35 for a pair of shoes, including the boots) and all are so comfortable. Go check them out!
It’s been a crazy weekend and week already and it’s only Tuesday. ACK! Here’s the rundown.
-Friday night B and I went to see Bill Burr at Zanie’s. This was my second time seeing him and I was stoked because he was funny as hell the first time around. Yeah, well he has lost some of his funny. He still made me laugh, don’t get me wrong here but not like the first time around. I found myself a few times sitting there not laughing and thinking “STOP F’n Yelling Dude!”. There was 12 of us that went to the show and we were all at a long table packed in like sardines. The long table next to us was full of young kids. They had to be only 21 if not there with a fake ID. They drove me fucking nuts the entire night. The dudes were all plaid shorts with button down shirts with the collars popped, the girls in their little bitty dresses and stupid headbands…that right there was enough to make me want to punch them in the back of the heads but oh no they had more to make this night fan-fucking-tastic. They are all drinking like crazy, I notice they started passing around a flask and popped collar toolbag would tell whoever he passed it to to “CHUG”. Shut the fuck up douchehole, we are at a comedy club not a freaking bar. The girls wouldn’t shut the fuck up through the entire show. I hear their annoying giggling and talking all night long. Full conversations going on through the whole thing. I wanted to punch the blonde in the back of her little fucking head. This said blonde gets up at one point to go to the restroom she comes back and sits down on popped collar dude’s lap. Of fucking course they are a couple. Her sitting on his lap put her head right in my view. I sat there for 2 minutes steaming and then reached up and tapped popped collar dude on the shoulder and told him she needs to get the hell out of my way. Of course she shoots me a look and I shoot one right back. She moves to the chair right next to him and now they want to make out. For the Love of God you fucking ninkapoops!
– as I am telling my Dad this story he reminds me that the Douchey McDouchersons that I just talked about most likely looked and talked about me as “that old woman” at the show. That’s fine with me.
-Saturday B and I kicked ass. Kicked Ass I say! We cleaned out the garage and threw a whole stake body truck full of shit away. Yes a whole freaking truck full of shit. Stuff that we thought we needed to keep, old furniture that was from my childhood that I thought I needed to keep. I finally came to terms with the decision to pitch it. Yes I could have kept it and passed it down to my kids but what the hell are they going to do with it? Most likely stick it in their garage and go through the same thinking that I went through. If we hadn’t touched it in the last year we pitched it. We went through cabinets and laundry room as well and what a difference it made. Man it feels good! Ahhh…Deep Breath…and exhale… We started at 10am and didn’t stop until almost 8pm. We were pooped.
-The reason for the clean out was to make room for my new stand up Freezer! WOO HOO! You know you’re getting old when you get excited for a freezer. Yep, that would be me! We have wanted one forever and after I started couponing we decided it must be done. My freezer is so pretty, I find myself going out and just looking at it. That right there people is just sad.
-Speaking of couponing, I have been at it for 4 weeks now and have saved almost $500 to date! That makes this momma happy happy happy! Yes I have a little stock pile started but nothing huge. Just enough that I don’t have to go buy stupid expensive crap for the next 3-4 months. I am stocked on cleaning supplies, girlie products, bathroom essentials, chicken nuggets, coffee, pop and a few other things.
A few of my store Scores:
-Boxes of cereal for $.65! (Cinnamon Toast Crunch) (Also a few other kinds for $1.25 a box)
-Betty Crocker sides for $.65 a box
-Playtex Tampons for $.99 an 18 count box!
-Resolve stain remover for clothes for $.50 a bottle
-Dial handsoap $.18 a pump
Yesterday I headed out to run my errands and had to stop by Publix. I went in with a short list of things I needed and my coupon binder. After scanning the aisles one by one with my coupons I found deals that I was expecting, so needless to say I bought more than what I had planned on but it was all stuff that I would need in the near future. I walked out of there spending $95 after saving $90! I’ll take that especially at Publix! They have some of the best deals if you do it right!
-Yesterday was another balls to the wall day. After running a shit ton of errands, the kids came home and we headed out to get E’s dance stuff that she needs for her first class tonight. We had to drive 45 minutes to the closest dancewear store. Her class is a combo class so she will be doing Ballet, Jazz and Hip Hop. So we needed a leotard, tights and ballet shoes for ballet and boy shorts, sports bra type top and jazz shoes for jazz. Thank god for Hip Hop they can wear sweats, t-shirt and tennis shoes because for the other two it cost me an arm and a leg. My daughter now needs to go get a job at the age of 6. She did dance 2 years ago with a different company and I didn’t like it and she just wasn’t ready so I pulled her from it. This time around it is with a new dance company and she is so excited about it. This dance company is amazing. Along with regular classes they also have competition teams, one of their dance teams won Nationals last year. How awesome is that? Needless to say I am stoked for her to start and I hope she really likes it and wants to stick with it and maybe eventually compete if she wants. (that might be one of my childhood dreams coming out through her but oh well, my parents would never let me be in dance when I was little and that is all I wanted to do)
So there is that. Aren’t you glad I shared all that? SO exciting, I know. 😛
First thing first…
I will not be blogging like I normally do on a daily basis any longer. This decision was made over the weekend. I have let it somewhat consume me at times and I can’t allow that any longer. I still will most likely blog a couple times a week and especially when I feel the need to get something out but I will no longer be sitting down every morning and forcing my fingers to type. Instead on the mornings that I don’t post I am going to dedicate that time back to my book “Awakening the Buddha Within”. I bought this book over a year ago and read half of it and it hasn’t been touched since. I need to get back on track with myself, my family and my husband. ……Ommmm….. I will be finding the inner me again and getting back to what is most important.
I was watching the football game last night and it panned to a player on the Jets and it showed him smiling. For the next 30 minutes I only focused on people’s smiles. Have you ever realized how infectious a smile can be? When they put the camera on that player and I saw his smile I couldn’t help but to smile myself. Not because he was being funny or I thought he was good looking or any of that, it was simply because you could tell that was a genuine smile and it made me smile in return. We, as humans, do have super powers and one of those powers is a smile. You can warm a heart with a smile, you can turn a person’s day around simply with a smile, stranger or a friend. Sometimes that is all one needs in their life at that very moment to make them feel better. To me that is a super power and to me that is amazing. So next time you see a stranger walking down the street with a not so happy look give them a smile, you never know you might just turn their day around.
With those 2 things said, remember to always be true to you, take the time to be..
Take the time to find yourself, be true to yourself, make it a point to make YOU happy and the loved ones around you.
And always spread your smile.
I have a couple of different things to blog about this am so this will be a bit all over the place. What’s new right? Welcome to my brain.
Yesterday B was in a wreck on his way home from work on 24. He is fine thank goodness but I wish I could say the same for the Mercedes. It was injured. Traffic had just started moving again and he was up to around 20mph and the chick in front of him slammed on her breaks. His phone had just alerted him for a text or something so he had glanced down at it and BAM right in her ass. The grill was tore up along with the headlights and it had some leakage going on. It had to be towed. I am just glad B is ok. B is Pissed to say the least.
I went to the dentist yesterday to get my permanent crown on..or so I thought. I get there with the thinking that they are going to just pop the temporary off and pop the permanent on. Oh how I was fooled! OF COURSE the temp didn’t want to come off. She pried at it with the little picky thing and it wouldn’t budge. She then proceeded to get the plier thingy tool out and started wiggling it back and forth. Umm, yeah that hurt. She kept asking if I wanted Novocaine and I refused because I am so tired of my mouth and face being numb. It just ruins the day. I kept telling myself I can do this, I have natural childbirth damnit! I’m tough. Well the pliers didn’t work so she had to drill the damn thing off. After that was done she had to drill the temp filling out from the root canal and put a new one in. I am overwhelmed with joy and a sweaty mess. The dentist finally comes in and there is more drilling and fun. Finally all that is done and I’m told that since I had the root canal in between the temp crown and now my permanent crown won’t fit right so she needs to do more molds to be sent off to make a new permanent crown. Fucking joy. She puts the big purple goop in my mouth on it’s holder which of course is too BIG for my mouth because my mouth is so small. She sticks it in there and tells me to bite down. I can’t get my back teeth all the way together because the god damn thing is too big. She said it will be fine. So I sit there with this goopy shit in my mouth for minutes. Immediately I have saliva pouring from my mouth and she hands me a wad of kleenex, gee thanks. Next thing I know is I am trying to swallow and a part of the purple goop has found the back of my throat. With every attempt to swallow it inches down my throat, I am now sitting there gagging and salivating like a freaking rabid dog. Gorgeous visual I know. She comes in and I tell her that a part is going down my throat and she says “just one more minute”. WHAT! I am about to vomit in your chair (I’m literally heaving in the chair) and you want me to hold it in my mouth for another minute! I am seriously on the verge of vomiting now due to all the gagging from the purple shit that is now half way down my throat. She finally takes it out and with one immediate swallow off the goop went. I had her look down my throat to see if she could see it and it was gone. Yes I swallowed a piece of the purple molding goop. I could taste it for the next 3 hours and felt it the rest of the day making it’s way down into my body. Fucking Yippee. I am going to shit purple goop one day and meanwhile before that happens maybe it will make a nice mold of my intestines. I will keep you all posted on that. You’re welcome. So I left there with another temporary crown and have to go back in 3 weeks now for the permanent one. I’m ecstatic.
I have a confession, this is just between me and you so don’t blab it ok? I watch Teen Mom. I know, I know. Don’t judge me too hard. I vowed never to watch this damn show and on a day that I needed mindless TV I turned it on and now I’m hooked. Hooked to the point that I DVR’d it Tuesday. I am hanging my head in shame. Anyway to my point. I caught up on Tuesday’s episode yesterday afternoon and I found myself pissed off. There’s a teen mom on the show that decided to give her daughter up for adoption. She has an “open adoption” with the adopting parents. She goes off on a retreat for moms that gave up their child for adoption on this episode. As the moms sit around telling their stories, a woman shares her’s where she had an open adoption and then when her child turned 4 the adopting parents decided to make it closed. This puts the chick on the show in a panic. Her and another chick go out to talk and the other chick, who also put her child up for adoption, says that she IS a mom regardless and they both are crying yadda yadda yadda. Now here’s my beef, but before I get into my beef I will say this * I completely understand why some choose to put a child up for adoption, I get it, I really really do. Timing, circumstances, situations, etc. In most cases it’s for the child’s benefit and I do believe it is the right decision*. Back to my beef. These girls CHOSE to put their child up for adoption therefore in my eyes you forfeit rights to that child. Rights as in parenting rights, visits and being a part of that child’s life. If you choose to do an “Open Adoption” all you are doing to that child is mind fucking it. I totally understand why, the woman I spoke about before, adoption went closed when the child turned 4. After that you are doing nothing but confusing the living daylights out of that child because they cannot understand who the fuck you are and why you are just popping up here and there. I think it is being completely selfish to put a child through that. YOU chose to put your child up for adoption, YOU chose for someone else to be this child’s parents, YOU CHOSE this. Therefore you have no right to intervene and be a part of this child’s life. If the adopting parents choose to send you photos or keep you updated, fine, but you cannot expect to just pop in and out of this child’s life the whole time and expect a child to understand who the hell you are. In my eyes, that would cause more resentment further down the road. It is a different story when they become old enough to wrap their head around it and they are seeking you. For now YOU chose to put your child up and not raise it therefore you FORFEIT everything. Just my 2 cents.
Ok that is enough randomness for one day.
We are now at Wednesday here in the first week of school and the new sleep schedule, “up and at’em” early morning routine is taking its toll…on everyone. E (6) has been a big ole Crabby McCrabberson the last two days. W (8) is doing good, I think that kid could go on 0 sleep if he had to. E on the other hand is a different story.
W and I were sitting on the couch watching Animal Planet last night when Miss Grumpy Britches graced us with her attitude. This is between her and her brother.
E: Can I change the channel?
W: No I am watching this.
E: No Your NOT! (put as much sass in that as you possibly can)
W: yes I am! I’m watching this show. (he is clearly watching this show)
E: Umph..No Your Not!
*She gets up and starts walking out of the room* Meanwhile saying…
E: Well I’m going to go watch tv in your room and I’m going to watch what ever I want! How do you like that? What are you going to do about it?!?
All the while I am just sitting there trying not to laugh and I’m in awe of this attitude coming from my little girl. I do not usually allow all this attitude but I couldn’t help finding it comical because I knew all the sassiness was coming from her being so tired. She dished it out good. Now that I know she can bring the ‘tude’ I fear her. Looking into the future and hearing this attitude when she is 10, 12,15 years old scares the crap out of me!
I can tell W is becoming exhausted too but he has a secret stash of crack or something because he is always full throttle. Me, I am exhausted and becoming a little short and crabby. I do my best not to let my fuse get down to explosion but it has came close a few times. I managed not to set my alarm clock all summer long so needless to say Monday morning I wanted to take a sledgehammer to it. Last night I was ready to go to bed at 8:00 but managed to stay up till almost 10 with toothpicks holding my eyes open. I did not miss my alarm clock and all the glory that comes along with getting up early..not one bit! Give me another week and I will be back on track. For now…Coffee Don’t Fail Me!
Looking back I don’t know how I functioned without coffee for so long. I didn’t start drinking my liquid crack until I was around 28/29 years old. I took care of 2 kids in the infant stage with NO coffee! I seriously should get a metal or a trophy, hell just a little gold star sticker. Something! I don’t know how I functioned, took care of a baby or later a 1.5 year old and a baby, made decisions and was coherent. I must be super human. Yeah that’s it!