Thursday, May 31, 2012
Hey did I tell you about the time a few years ago when my next door neighbor and I decided to create the "perfect" mojito one summer afternoon? I'm not sure if the final mojito was perfect or not but lets just say I had to ask someone else to pick up my kid from baseball practice. I haven't had one sip of any libation in a few years because I was in a car accident and one of the very interesting side effects of being conked on the head really hard is that one drop of alcohol makes me get the bed spins even if I'm standing up. NOT entertaining at all. But if you are interested in creating the perfect mojito I have a lot of fresh mint for you.
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Monday, May 21, 2012
Well lets just say I didn't inherit that from her.
So you know how sometimes you can get a weird compliment and somehow you're super impressed with yourself for getting it? Well the other day I was sitting in the stands at a baseball game and someone next to me needed an alcohol swab. Had it. Then another needed sunglasses. Check. Migraine Meds. No problem. Sun Screen? Name an SPF. Winter Ski Gloves? Yes Ma'am. Chocolate Chip Cookies? Fresh out of the oven. Purell? Come on I work for Goodwill. One of the high school girls next to me said.
"When I grow up I want to be a great mom like you and have everything in my purse."
That may have been the nicest compliment I have ever received. Simply because it goes against everything that I really am. When my boys were babies and had a blowout I was lucky to have one ratty diaper and maybe a squished up tissue at the bottom of my purse to clean it up. Extra Outfit? yeah right.
My husband bought me a diaper bag. Winnie the Pooh. I know. Diaper bags are stylish now. Mine screamed MOOOMMM at the top of it's pastel lungs. I get all cringy just thinking about it. It mostly got left at home or somewhere where I wasn't. Now my husband on the other hand could pack a diaper bag with three extra outfits, some bubbles, extra wipes, a plethora of healthy snacks, perhaps a Passport and some extra cash just in case. He won Mother of the Year every year.
Take that Mister! Someone just said they wanted to grow up to have a Mom Bag like MINE! I seriously have a giant superiority complex right now. Fist Pump.
Friday, May 18, 2012
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
So a few months ago I was shopping with my friend Ashley and we came across these figurines of ugly 1970's children. So I blogged about it here. Now fast forward about a month and a half and what do I come across in a DIFFERENT THRIFT STORE in an entirely DIFFERENT LOCATION?What the heck? Are these two following me? Don't answer that.
What is up with the open mouthed children anyway? 1970's what was going on that this was considered cute? Icchhhhhkkkk.
Those of you who are seasoned thrifters, have you noticed this phenomenon? Once you find one weird thing you keep noticing it over and over? I do!
*nightmares on the horizon I can just tell.
Monday, May 7, 2012
Thursday, May 3, 2012