Wow, a lot of time has gone by since I've posted last. Oopsie. not much to report- I'm being summoned AGAIN this weekend to bridesmaid duty. I have a feeling this is going to be ginormous wedding. There was like 90 ppl just at the bridal shower....so yeah. Wish I was THEM, getting all THOSE gifts. Man.
I feel like I've hit a writing road block lately. Or maybe I'm just too lazy to post shit. There are so many times I think of a really great post, but I'm in the recliner with my feet up watching Big Brother. And that is where I stay. Speaking of, I LOVE Britney!
Anyone see the Hoff Roast? Freaking hysterical. That Greg Giraldi character was a lot funnier than I ever thought he'd be. What the hell happened to Last Comic Standing? God, this season sucked. It'll never be on the air again.
I'm still not back to work. I've heard "Oh just 3 more weeks....", about every 2 weeks, for about 2 months now. So I'm hoping to go back in time to save some Christmas money. I have a big list of big ticket items for the kiddos this year. But ya know, we're making it. Getting through it.
Brynn has been doing really well with her reflux, I tried to wean her off her meds, but it didn't really work out. But she's good. Austin busted his lip on the strawberry ride at the fair last night. What's a county fair with no bloodshed, am I right??
OH yeah and I went off that stupid shot. My dr says it'll take 2-3 months to get out of my system so I can lose this baby weight. I can't freakin wait.
Annnndddddd I got my hair done last weekend, and my pants split right down the ass. It was awesome.
Friday, August 27, 2010
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
I need a blog makeover.
Okay so I REALLY need to figure out how to up the ante on this blog. I figured out how to place a pic in my header, but the thing is, is apparently microsoft doesn't have paintbrush picture anymore (soooo 1999) and I REALLY want paintbrush. So anyone who has any advice, would be great. And no, I will not pay for shit.
And ummm.....that's about all.
And ummm.....that's about all.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Okay , okay so just 1 more bad date...or example of me being a bitch.
Okay so I've been totally MIA lately, I know. No reason, I'm just really lazy. This was evidenced yesterday by me not being able to take a shower until 2:30 pm when I got some towels washed & dried bc there were none. So what? Say somethin,
But I was catching up on a couple of my fav blogs, one being Two Non Blondes, who did a post inspired by my last bad date post. While reading this particular posting, I remembered yet another, that is so stupid & high schoolish, I had to share.
So let's put it out there: in high school, I was fairly popular, I was cute, not super pretty (that was a few years later...js.) I wasn't fat or even chunky, I was this tiny little thing. I still shopped in the girls dept. until I was a freshman, and only moved up to juniors bc I felt stupid. But, for whatever reason, I was everyone's "friend". That means, no boys EVER asked me out. Ever. I hardly ever had a date for a dance, and when I did, it was Sadies and I asked someone myself. I even asked a boy from another school to prom, and he told me no bc he didn't want to go to another prom. Isn't that sad? It is. Really. Wow, LAME.
Anyway, junior year homecoming. I REALLY wanted a date. like REALLY. I had gone half of my high school career, and still not been asked, ever. I HATED the weeks leading up to a dance, bc I had so much anticipation, hoping someone, ANYONE would ask me. So like 4 or 5 days before homecoming, I still had no date. And I had a pretty big circle of friends, girls & guys, and I thought for sure a couple of those guys had the potential to ask me, but ended up asking other girls. So I'm sitting in math class, and I knew that 1 boy in our little group of friends didn't have a date. Mind you, he was also the LEAST attractive one. And by least attractive, I mean he's a nice person & all, but I wouldn't touch him with a 10ft pole. He was the kid that had a rat tail when we were younger. And lots of freckles. And was pale. And super skinny. Not exactly what I was after. But I was desparate. So I'm in math class, and 2 girls were talking. These were girls in the group, but not ones I was real close to. And the one says to the other "*Johnny still needs a date. He was thinking of asking Sarah." and the other, her eyes get big, she pauses and says "Do you think she'll say yes?"
WHAT THE FUCK PEOPLE? AM I THAT BIG OF A BITCH THAT 4 DAYS BEFORE THE DANCE WHEN EVERYONE AND THEIR MOM HAS A DATE, YOU THINK I'M GOING TO TURN ONE DOWN WHEN I HAVE A DRESS THAT'S BETTER THAN YOURS, AND A WRIST JUST BEGGING FOR A CORSAGE??????? I WANT TO GO TO THE DANCE TO DAMMIT AND I WILL HAVE NO ONE TO GO WITH IF RAT TAIL DOESN'T ASK ME.
Rat tail asked me. I accepted. We went to a dinner with a group of about 30 people, 15 couples. I sat by my friend, who was also on desperate date from hell. During dinner, we devised a plan.
This is where I turn bitch.
We devised a plan, that I would drive my car, with my date, and she would ride in her dates car. Follow this, people. (My date has some like rusty 1990 woody van. There was no way I was going to homecoming in that. My car was much nicer.) Anyway, we decided that at the dance she would get really, really, sick, even make herself vomit (or at least say she did), and her parents weren't home to come get her, so I had to be the one to take her home. But the guys should stay at the dance and have fun with their friends, we don't want to ruin their night.
And that's what we did.
My date didn't speak to me until graduation. And there was a lot of "Did you have fun at homecoming? My date LEFT me. It was AWESOME. Great time." being whispered at the back of english class, just within earshot...
I was a mean, mean girl I guess. Oops...
But I was catching up on a couple of my fav blogs, one being Two Non Blondes, who did a post inspired by my last bad date post. While reading this particular posting, I remembered yet another, that is so stupid & high schoolish, I had to share.
So let's put it out there: in high school, I was fairly popular, I was cute, not super pretty (that was a few years later...js.) I wasn't fat or even chunky, I was this tiny little thing. I still shopped in the girls dept. until I was a freshman, and only moved up to juniors bc I felt stupid. But, for whatever reason, I was everyone's "friend". That means, no boys EVER asked me out. Ever. I hardly ever had a date for a dance, and when I did, it was Sadies and I asked someone myself. I even asked a boy from another school to prom, and he told me no bc he didn't want to go to another prom. Isn't that sad? It is. Really. Wow, LAME.
Anyway, junior year homecoming. I REALLY wanted a date. like REALLY. I had gone half of my high school career, and still not been asked, ever. I HATED the weeks leading up to a dance, bc I had so much anticipation, hoping someone, ANYONE would ask me. So like 4 or 5 days before homecoming, I still had no date. And I had a pretty big circle of friends, girls & guys, and I thought for sure a couple of those guys had the potential to ask me, but ended up asking other girls. So I'm sitting in math class, and I knew that 1 boy in our little group of friends didn't have a date. Mind you, he was also the LEAST attractive one. And by least attractive, I mean he's a nice person & all, but I wouldn't touch him with a 10ft pole. He was the kid that had a rat tail when we were younger. And lots of freckles. And was pale. And super skinny. Not exactly what I was after. But I was desparate. So I'm in math class, and 2 girls were talking. These were girls in the group, but not ones I was real close to. And the one says to the other "*Johnny still needs a date. He was thinking of asking Sarah." and the other, her eyes get big, she pauses and says "Do you think she'll say yes?"
WHAT THE FUCK PEOPLE? AM I THAT BIG OF A BITCH THAT 4 DAYS BEFORE THE DANCE WHEN EVERYONE AND THEIR MOM HAS A DATE, YOU THINK I'M GOING TO TURN ONE DOWN WHEN I HAVE A DRESS THAT'S BETTER THAN YOURS, AND A WRIST JUST BEGGING FOR A CORSAGE??????? I WANT TO GO TO THE DANCE TO DAMMIT AND I WILL HAVE NO ONE TO GO WITH IF RAT TAIL DOESN'T ASK ME.
Rat tail asked me. I accepted. We went to a dinner with a group of about 30 people, 15 couples. I sat by my friend, who was also on desperate date from hell. During dinner, we devised a plan.
This is where I turn bitch.
We devised a plan, that I would drive my car, with my date, and she would ride in her dates car. Follow this, people. (My date has some like rusty 1990 woody van. There was no way I was going to homecoming in that. My car was much nicer.) Anyway, we decided that at the dance she would get really, really, sick, even make herself vomit (or at least say she did), and her parents weren't home to come get her, so I had to be the one to take her home. But the guys should stay at the dance and have fun with their friends, we don't want to ruin their night.
And that's what we did.
My date didn't speak to me until graduation. And there was a lot of "Did you have fun at homecoming? My date LEFT me. It was AWESOME. Great time." being whispered at the back of english class, just within earshot...
I was a mean, mean girl I guess. Oops...
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Worst. Date(s). Ever.
So thanks to my girl Kelly, at SFTC, for inspiring today's post about bad dating experiences, which I've oh so cleverly titled Worst Date(s) Ever.
I'm not going to go into full detail about anything really, just a glimpse into my past desperate dating life. Most of it makes me want to vom quite honestly.
Let's see, there was the Sadie Hawkins dance...I asked my date idk, maybe a month or so before. He was a cute boy that I worked with and it was fun. But I had this really bad habit of changing my mind on a dime when I was in high school (well, basically until I met my husband). So the morning of the dance, I decided I didn't like him anymore. Just like that. of course, I couldn't cancel, so I went. A couple friends came over before & I told them how much I DID NOT want to go but obviously HAD to. And I really don't remember a whole lot about it, except he did try to kiss me when he brought me home, and it was awkward and uncomfortable, and I made my friend call him the next day & tell him I just wasn't into him anymore. I KNOW. And let's not forget that we worked together!! So we never talked again. So weird. And btw- my husband is from the next town over from where I grew up (and this boy as well), and his fiance is also from my hub's high school. And I shit you not, about 2-3 years ago, we went to a friend's wedding, and at the reception, I sat down right next to this boy, not even realizing it was him. We eventually noticed each other and I turned my chair so my back was to him. But I did lay my hand down so he could see my beautiful engagement ring. Keep in mind, he never did anything wrong at all, I'm just a bitch. lmao
Hmmm let's go for 1 more...I live in a college town, where most students at this college are males who work on cars. (This university is like the largest ever for high-performance vehicle stuff & all that jazz...) There are very few high school girls that don't date at least 1 of these boys. These boys are known for going after young girls, and usually getting them knocked up too. Lovely, isn't it? And they come from all over the country, so then they get baby mama's and never leave. Someday, we will run out of oil change places for these guys to work. Anyway, I had a friend that met one at the mall, and about a year or 2 later, I, for some strange reason, thought I should share my number as well. (They only dated for about 7 minutes, so it was no big deal.) My friends & I called him Mad Muscles McGee. For a reason. Either way, I was like 16 or 17, and he was like 22 or 23, and waaayyyyy more into an under-age chick than he should be. We never even went on a date, I'd just see him working at Vitamin World, and he'd call me NON-STOP. NON-STOP. There's no real point to this, except to tell the world that a guy named Mad Muscles McGee was into me.
And trust me, there's much more dumbness in my past, these are just a couple times that may have a little humor. (I'll have you know I deleted at least 1 story while editing...do do doooo...)
Let's hear 'em- tell me your awful dating story (i.e. what you'll strangle your daughter for in the future if you ever find out she did shit like this.)
Is it weird that I typed in "bad date" on yahoo images, and Tori Spelling's pic popped up???
I'm not going to go into full detail about anything really, just a glimpse into my past desperate dating life. Most of it makes me want to vom quite honestly.
Let's see, there was the Sadie Hawkins dance...I asked my date idk, maybe a month or so before. He was a cute boy that I worked with and it was fun. But I had this really bad habit of changing my mind on a dime when I was in high school (well, basically until I met my husband). So the morning of the dance, I decided I didn't like him anymore. Just like that. of course, I couldn't cancel, so I went. A couple friends came over before & I told them how much I DID NOT want to go but obviously HAD to. And I really don't remember a whole lot about it, except he did try to kiss me when he brought me home, and it was awkward and uncomfortable, and I made my friend call him the next day & tell him I just wasn't into him anymore. I KNOW. And let's not forget that we worked together!! So we never talked again. So weird. And btw- my husband is from the next town over from where I grew up (and this boy as well), and his fiance is also from my hub's high school. And I shit you not, about 2-3 years ago, we went to a friend's wedding, and at the reception, I sat down right next to this boy, not even realizing it was him. We eventually noticed each other and I turned my chair so my back was to him. But I did lay my hand down so he could see my beautiful engagement ring. Keep in mind, he never did anything wrong at all, I'm just a bitch. lmao
Hmmm let's go for 1 more...I live in a college town, where most students at this college are males who work on cars. (This university is like the largest ever for high-performance vehicle stuff & all that jazz...) There are very few high school girls that don't date at least 1 of these boys. These boys are known for going after young girls, and usually getting them knocked up too. Lovely, isn't it? And they come from all over the country, so then they get baby mama's and never leave. Someday, we will run out of oil change places for these guys to work. Anyway, I had a friend that met one at the mall, and about a year or 2 later, I, for some strange reason, thought I should share my number as well. (They only dated for about 7 minutes, so it was no big deal.) My friends & I called him Mad Muscles McGee. For a reason. Either way, I was like 16 or 17, and he was like 22 or 23, and waaayyyyy more into an under-age chick than he should be. We never even went on a date, I'd just see him working at Vitamin World, and he'd call me NON-STOP. NON-STOP. There's no real point to this, except to tell the world that a guy named Mad Muscles McGee was into me.
And trust me, there's much more dumbness in my past, these are just a couple times that may have a little humor. (I'll have you know I deleted at least 1 story while editing...do do doooo...)
Let's hear 'em- tell me your awful dating story (i.e. what you'll strangle your daughter for in the future if you ever find out she did shit like this.)
Is it weird that I typed in "bad date" on yahoo images, and Tori Spelling's pic popped up???
Thursday, July 8, 2010
Being laid off really puts a damper on buying stuff.
So I am really unsure of how "temporary" my temporary lay off will be. I really haven't had any contact from the office to know what the heck is going on, but other girls are feeling pretty shaky as well, judging from their facebook status'. I didn't bother trying to get unemployment, bc with me having another part-time job, it just seemed like more trouble than it would be worth for only 3 weeks. But if I find out that I will not being going back to work next week, then I will be calling the unemployment office. Maybe I should just do it...it's not like I have anything else to do...ha!I still would like an amazing new camera, however that is dependent on my employment status. Boooooooooooooooo.I ordered Brynn the cutest high chair ever, it's a space-saver high chair from Target, here's what it looks like:
The space savers are nice, bc they'll strap right to your regular dining room chair. I have a full size high chair from when Austin was a baby, but the pad was ruined in damp basement, and I couldn't get a replacement bc they don't make it anymore. Which was fine, bc it would take up too much space anyway. But Brynn's been eating solids for almost 2 weeks now, I've been feeding her in her bouncy seat, and she's flinging food all over it! So this purchase couldn't wait anymore, and Hubs will just have to understand. Not getting paid has made things pretty tight.I will take this time to show you some other things I either have, or want, from Target. I am OBSESSED with the Dwell Studio line!! First up, what I HAVE: my kids matching bedding. I searched EVERYWHERE known to man to find something gender neutral & fun for my boy-girl shared room and this is what they have:
The tricky part was finding something sold in both a crib set, AND a toddler bed set. I also ordered 1 single window panel. I didn't want full length curtains bc I thought it would be too much of the same pattern, so I had my mother-in-law cut it and sew it into 2 valances, 1 for each window in their room. Painted the walls yellow, a friend had their names made to hang on the wall in different, but coordinating patterns & colors, and there it is. Bam!
Now, our lovely home is for sale, and when I move, this is what I'd like in my new bathroom:
Can't you just see it with purple walls? I've always wanted purple in my bathroom, but have never actually done. Or if you're really daring, black. Even green or yellow for more color.
And this is what I'd like for my new bedroom:
Love love love. I'd do gray walls, black bed & furniture...Fab. Love it.
I'm really finding new inspiration lately. With my house, clothes, everything. Now I just need a job to fund all of this....
The space savers are nice, bc they'll strap right to your regular dining room chair. I have a full size high chair from when Austin was a baby, but the pad was ruined in damp basement, and I couldn't get a replacement bc they don't make it anymore. Which was fine, bc it would take up too much space anyway. But Brynn's been eating solids for almost 2 weeks now, I've been feeding her in her bouncy seat, and she's flinging food all over it! So this purchase couldn't wait anymore, and Hubs will just have to understand. Not getting paid has made things pretty tight.I will take this time to show you some other things I either have, or want, from Target. I am OBSESSED with the Dwell Studio line!! First up, what I HAVE: my kids matching bedding. I searched EVERYWHERE known to man to find something gender neutral & fun for my boy-girl shared room and this is what they have:
The tricky part was finding something sold in both a crib set, AND a toddler bed set. I also ordered 1 single window panel. I didn't want full length curtains bc I thought it would be too much of the same pattern, so I had my mother-in-law cut it and sew it into 2 valances, 1 for each window in their room. Painted the walls yellow, a friend had their names made to hang on the wall in different, but coordinating patterns & colors, and there it is. Bam!Now, our lovely home is for sale, and when I move, this is what I'd like in my new bathroom:
Can't you just see it with purple walls? I've always wanted purple in my bathroom, but have never actually done. Or if you're really daring, black. Even green or yellow for more color.And this is what I'd like for my new bedroom:
Love love love. I'd do gray walls, black bed & furniture...Fab. Love it.I'm really finding new inspiration lately. With my house, clothes, everything. Now I just need a job to fund all of this....
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Let's get perky!
Ok, so my Debbie Downer moments are D-O-N-E. I am contemplating taking a new direction in my life. For a long time, I have always known that my career as a RDH would not always be my career. I just don't see myself doing it forever. Never really have. Unfortunately, that also means I am stuck, bc there's else I can go to school for around here, without uprooting the fam, where I'd make as much, or more, money. So I've been thinking of other avenues to explore for my future.
Where's my head at now? Photography. Why? Bc it's cool, and I love seeing other people's professional images. And bc I was in a wedding this past weekend, where the photographers had none of their own creative ideas, and I chimed in for a few of them. (Hopefully, they come out good! Haven't seen 'em yet!) Other bridesmaids had ideas as well.
Anyway, I think it's something I could learn. And the initial investment seems it could be pretty low. Just camera & equipment. I could practice on my own kids, family, friends & their families...Just something fun I can do for awhile until I really start to learn some things & eventually take it futher...What do ya'll think?
So the first thing I need, is a good camera. I currently have a $200 point & shoot Olympus, that serves it's purpose, but clearly is a college camera & doesn't take professional quality photographs. Anyone have any recommendations for a good, beginner camera, preferably around $500, give or take???
With that, I'll leave you all with one of the most iconic images of the 1900's, btw, the nurse in this picture passed away this past week.
Where's my head at now? Photography. Why? Bc it's cool, and I love seeing other people's professional images. And bc I was in a wedding this past weekend, where the photographers had none of their own creative ideas, and I chimed in for a few of them. (Hopefully, they come out good! Haven't seen 'em yet!) Other bridesmaids had ideas as well.
Anyway, I think it's something I could learn. And the initial investment seems it could be pretty low. Just camera & equipment. I could practice on my own kids, family, friends & their families...Just something fun I can do for awhile until I really start to learn some things & eventually take it futher...What do ya'll think?
So the first thing I need, is a good camera. I currently have a $200 point & shoot Olympus, that serves it's purpose, but clearly is a college camera & doesn't take professional quality photographs. Anyone have any recommendations for a good, beginner camera, preferably around $500, give or take???
With that, I'll leave you all with one of the most iconic images of the 1900's, btw, the nurse in this picture passed away this past week.
Thursday, June 17, 2010
What a week...
Well loyal followers, I have much sad news to report.
I have blogged before about my somewhat turbulent relationship with my kitty, KitKat. Things had been pretty good with KitKat lately, he's been playing outside a lot, we've been giving him more attention...he's just been a happy cat lately. Unfortunately, KitKat was hit by a car Tuesday, in front of our house. I was not home, with friends planning a bridal shower, but my hubs heard a loud thunk, he thought it was thunder & looked outside. I'll spare you the details, but KitKat is no longer with us, and it makes me sad to say that he suffered; he did not die right away, and I so wish he would have. It's so weird not having him here. We told our son, and he took it well, just asked a lot of questions, and is occasionally saying that he misses him & he dreamed about him last night. I was downstairs doing laundry yesterday, and I turned around to go fill up his food bowl. And it was still full. I think I see him out of the corner of my eye sometimes. I open the back door, and expect him to run out...it will take some getting used to. Someday maybe we will get a new cat, but I worry that I'd never find one that put up with my kids! Austin would hit, kick, pull, punch, and KitKat would just sit there & take it. I can't believe he never bit him or anything, bc he probably should have. lol So RIP KitKat, we will miss you & never forget you!
The next morning, Brynn woke up at 5am and screamed her face off until 7:30. I was so tired, and upset that I've done everything I can for her, and still here we are...I cried with her for awhile.
And then shortly after she settled down, my boss called and my hours at 1 job were drastically reduced (initially it was "laid off" but I think I can get 1 day a week in) for the next 3 weeks or so, while we wait on another doctor to join our practice. I am not the only one this happened to, and honestly, from what I've heard I got a pretty good deal, bc at least I know I will get my hours back soon. I freaked out at first, and cried some more, but I actually thought about it, and I really don't have a reason to worry. I'll be saving a ton on daycare, which will help get us through. So I'm okay with that.
When it rains, it pours, I guess. Or around here, it makes tornados. lol We've had like 3 or 4 tornados these past few weeks. Crazy. Enjoy your weekends everyone! Gotta go!
I have blogged before about my somewhat turbulent relationship with my kitty, KitKat. Things had been pretty good with KitKat lately, he's been playing outside a lot, we've been giving him more attention...he's just been a happy cat lately. Unfortunately, KitKat was hit by a car Tuesday, in front of our house. I was not home, with friends planning a bridal shower, but my hubs heard a loud thunk, he thought it was thunder & looked outside. I'll spare you the details, but KitKat is no longer with us, and it makes me sad to say that he suffered; he did not die right away, and I so wish he would have. It's so weird not having him here. We told our son, and he took it well, just asked a lot of questions, and is occasionally saying that he misses him & he dreamed about him last night. I was downstairs doing laundry yesterday, and I turned around to go fill up his food bowl. And it was still full. I think I see him out of the corner of my eye sometimes. I open the back door, and expect him to run out...it will take some getting used to. Someday maybe we will get a new cat, but I worry that I'd never find one that put up with my kids! Austin would hit, kick, pull, punch, and KitKat would just sit there & take it. I can't believe he never bit him or anything, bc he probably should have. lol So RIP KitKat, we will miss you & never forget you!
The next morning, Brynn woke up at 5am and screamed her face off until 7:30. I was so tired, and upset that I've done everything I can for her, and still here we are...I cried with her for awhile.And then shortly after she settled down, my boss called and my hours at 1 job were drastically reduced (initially it was "laid off" but I think I can get 1 day a week in) for the next 3 weeks or so, while we wait on another doctor to join our practice. I am not the only one this happened to, and honestly, from what I've heard I got a pretty good deal, bc at least I know I will get my hours back soon. I freaked out at first, and cried some more, but I actually thought about it, and I really don't have a reason to worry. I'll be saving a ton on daycare, which will help get us through. So I'm okay with that.
When it rains, it pours, I guess. Or around here, it makes tornados. lol We've had like 3 or 4 tornados these past few weeks. Crazy. Enjoy your weekends everyone! Gotta go!
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