Since I hardly write anymore because really, nothing all that interesting goes on in my life.. I think I am going to change the topic of the blog from nothing really to the kids. Not to a " oh my kid are great let me brag about them" type of blog, but more of can you believe that they did this today.
See my little one, tends to be a humorous topic for all who I speak to. Our main conversations are lead with, "What did she do today?" This varies from q-tips in the toliet bowl ( hundreds of them) to brush her teeth with diaper rash cream. And everyday there is something. So starting today, I will be posting about my children and the funny crap they do everyday. I think I should change the name of the blog to - Are you kidding me? What is the matter with you?
Monday, January 3, 2011
Sunday, November 28, 2010
A little turkey and some wine....
Makes me silly....Just wanted to post some pics from Turkey Day of what happens when we drink the vino and dont get it on our sauce hands!
Cooking with my BFF.. We like to coddle each other while we cook...LMAO.
Choking my BFF because she was being a pain in the ass with the placement of the cheese on the platter.
Licking my BFF because, well, I just felt like it
Goofing around with my Momma and my Uncle Robert
Kissing my new brother in law because sleeping beauty was pooped from all the turkey eating
Monday, November 22, 2010
10 things you dont know about me...
I was reading a magazine yesterday and in the back there was a section called
10 Things You Didn't Know About Insert Celebrity Name Here
While I am the furthest thing from a celebrity, I thought this would be fun... Here it goes:
1. I am a stickler with driving. I do the speed limit or no more than 5 miles over. Seat belts are mandatory. Turning signals are abused. I don't know why, but the older I get the more cautious I become. Probably because kids are in the car. That and the fear of being pulled over, because my sick little brain thinks maybe the lollipop I stole in elementary school was finally reported and they identified me & now there's a warrant and I am busted. LMAO.
2. My nickname in highschool was DFG. This was given to me by the father of my high school boyfriend. I had just met him and within minutes he says, "we are going to call you DFG." I don't know why, but later on after my ex & I had broken up, he revoked it saying that he didn't mean it and it wasn't until after me that his son started bring home girls that lived up to the nickname. But it did stick in our little circle. Can you figure out what DFG stands for?
3. I am on a life journey to find the best pair of jeans. I believe they are out there. That there has to be at least one designer that understands that because I have big hips and need a size above a 5 that that doesn't mean I have thick legs or a fat ass. That I can find a pair of jeans that fits my waist perfectly without having to get the legs and butt taken in by a seamstress. That I will just put them on & they will fit perfectly. This theory has cost me a lot of money in jeans being that I don't try things on. There was a time when I owned 84 pairs of jeans that I had purchased in a 6 month period because proving this to be true became an obsession.
4. I believe in soul mates. I believe that there is more than one soul mate for each person that you connect and reconnect with in different capacities throughout lifetimes... They don't have to be connections in a romantic sense, sometimes they can be your parents, friends, relatives, strangers on the street.... I believe I have met 2 of mine so far in my life.
5. I want to own an antiques store. I would love to also have handcrafted items from locals to sell in my store. I already have the name picked out as well as the design of the store. I even have a copyright on the name.
6. I have nightmares at least once a week about falling.... Usually I am falling down the stairs at the house I grew up in. I never hit the steps going down. It sort of feels like I am being shoved from behind down them and I always wake up before I hit the bottom...
7. I can name almost every constellation in the sky on any given night. I was obsessed with astronomy when I was kid. Everyone thinks they can point out the big dipper, they are usually wrong about it, but I will let them have it.
8. I can't walk past a charity or donation set up outside a store without giving something. This also goes for homeless people who ask for money. If I don't have anything on me to give, I feel guilty for days afterwards. I also have the need to talk to old people when I see them sitting by themselves eating because it breaks my heart that they might be lonely and maybe a little conversation, even from a stranger, would make their day.
9. I am obsessed with the blog http://www.remodelaholic.com/ and I must check it every 3 hours or so to see what is on it now. I want to do every single project on there. Actually let me check it now.
10. The second I cross the whitestone bridge, I feel like my confidence and self esteem rise 50% higher than what is was the second before I crossed the bridge. There is something about being back in LI and/or Queens for me that makes me feel more secure, more attractive and happier. Maybe I feel like me again when I am home, I dont know... It's weird, but its a good weird.
10 Things You Didn't Know About Insert Celebrity Name Here
While I am the furthest thing from a celebrity, I thought this would be fun... Here it goes:
1. I am a stickler with driving. I do the speed limit or no more than 5 miles over. Seat belts are mandatory. Turning signals are abused. I don't know why, but the older I get the more cautious I become. Probably because kids are in the car. That and the fear of being pulled over, because my sick little brain thinks maybe the lollipop I stole in elementary school was finally reported and they identified me & now there's a warrant and I am busted. LMAO.
2. My nickname in highschool was DFG. This was given to me by the father of my high school boyfriend. I had just met him and within minutes he says, "we are going to call you DFG." I don't know why, but later on after my ex & I had broken up, he revoked it saying that he didn't mean it and it wasn't until after me that his son started bring home girls that lived up to the nickname. But it did stick in our little circle. Can you figure out what DFG stands for?
3. I am on a life journey to find the best pair of jeans. I believe they are out there. That there has to be at least one designer that understands that because I have big hips and need a size above a 5 that that doesn't mean I have thick legs or a fat ass. That I can find a pair of jeans that fits my waist perfectly without having to get the legs and butt taken in by a seamstress. That I will just put them on & they will fit perfectly. This theory has cost me a lot of money in jeans being that I don't try things on. There was a time when I owned 84 pairs of jeans that I had purchased in a 6 month period because proving this to be true became an obsession.
4. I believe in soul mates. I believe that there is more than one soul mate for each person that you connect and reconnect with in different capacities throughout lifetimes... They don't have to be connections in a romantic sense, sometimes they can be your parents, friends, relatives, strangers on the street.... I believe I have met 2 of mine so far in my life.
5. I want to own an antiques store. I would love to also have handcrafted items from locals to sell in my store. I already have the name picked out as well as the design of the store. I even have a copyright on the name.
6. I have nightmares at least once a week about falling.... Usually I am falling down the stairs at the house I grew up in. I never hit the steps going down. It sort of feels like I am being shoved from behind down them and I always wake up before I hit the bottom...
7. I can name almost every constellation in the sky on any given night. I was obsessed with astronomy when I was kid. Everyone thinks they can point out the big dipper, they are usually wrong about it, but I will let them have it.
8. I can't walk past a charity or donation set up outside a store without giving something. This also goes for homeless people who ask for money. If I don't have anything on me to give, I feel guilty for days afterwards. I also have the need to talk to old people when I see them sitting by themselves eating because it breaks my heart that they might be lonely and maybe a little conversation, even from a stranger, would make their day.
9. I am obsessed with the blog http://www.remodelaholic.com/ and I must check it every 3 hours or so to see what is on it now. I want to do every single project on there. Actually let me check it now.
10. The second I cross the whitestone bridge, I feel like my confidence and self esteem rise 50% higher than what is was the second before I crossed the bridge. There is something about being back in LI and/or Queens for me that makes me feel more secure, more attractive and happier. Maybe I feel like me again when I am home, I dont know... It's weird, but its a good weird.
Monday, November 15, 2010
You dont own a cell phone?!
I love this reaction from people. NO I don't own a cell phone. I am grateful too that I don't own one.
I did, I loved it, but now I just don't. I could if I wanted one but I have no desire to constantly be attached to a little rectangular box to feel connected to the people I love.
Have you noticed how socially awkward people have become? No one talks to each other. No one has real conversations. See because I cant throw you a one line text means I actually have to put effort into a relationship with you.
Meaning: if you are worth my time you will know it.
The following things have solidified me not getting one either:
( That's right I broke out the bullets)
Can I tell you how freeing it was.. To be able to say, Oh you called? I wasn't home. Sorry I missed you! Not, why didn't you pick up your phone. With a cell phone you are supposed to be available to everyone at every moment. That is insane to me, its like never being alone ever.
My daughter of course wants one, I mean come on Mom, I'm ten, everyone has one.... O'well! I want you to be able to have a conversation face to face. I want you not to be socially awkward when you are 16 because you only know how to text people and not converse properly... I want you to be able to spell not abbreviate....
I don't know. I see the plus, the car breaks down you can call for help, you can call your kids anytime to see what they are doing.. You are at the store and want to ask someone a size..
Here's the thing.... people managed to get help before a cell phone if their car broke... You might have to walk to get help, but hey obesity is a problem so maybe walking is good. We survived as kids without constant communication with our parents... Kids can still lie to you over a cell phone about where they are... And people tended to figure it out on their own, the would take an educated guess, they didn't need to phone a friend...
So when people ask me are you going to get a cell phone? No, I'm not. Not anytime soon. Call my house phone and no you cant text that.
I did, I loved it, but now I just don't. I could if I wanted one but I have no desire to constantly be attached to a little rectangular box to feel connected to the people I love.
Have you noticed how socially awkward people have become? No one talks to each other. No one has real conversations. See because I cant throw you a one line text means I actually have to put effort into a relationship with you.
Meaning: if you are worth my time you will know it.
The following things have solidified me not getting one either:
( That's right I broke out the bullets)
- Kids walking down the block together, not talking to one another but staring at their cell phones and texting. When I was a kid one of my favorite things to do was to walk around Massapequa with my friends & talk. And talk and talk and talk. We would laugh, we say silly things, and through those walks we get to know each other. It is some of the fondest memories I have of my childhood.
- Friends sitting at my house and in the middle of a conversation breaking out the cell phone to text someone or talk to someone. I mean seriously, could you be any ruder? That makes me nuts. I was taught when you have company you answer your phone & politely say, I have company may I call you back later... Or you don't answer your phone because caller ID is a beautiful thing and if it is an emergency they will call you until you pick up..
- Being on line a store, we are waiting, we all want to get out of there, but I don't need to hear you badmouthing your kids or spouse in the process. I have my own issues, I don't need to be involved in yours now. Plus its rude to the cashier. They are not invisible, you can acknowledge their existence, they probably hate their job and you make it worse. It wouldn't kill you to smile, say how are you today & maybe a thank you when you are finished. GET OFF YOUR PHONE.
Can I tell you how freeing it was.. To be able to say, Oh you called? I wasn't home. Sorry I missed you! Not, why didn't you pick up your phone. With a cell phone you are supposed to be available to everyone at every moment. That is insane to me, its like never being alone ever.
My daughter of course wants one, I mean come on Mom, I'm ten, everyone has one.... O'well! I want you to be able to have a conversation face to face. I want you not to be socially awkward when you are 16 because you only know how to text people and not converse properly... I want you to be able to spell not abbreviate....
I don't know. I see the plus, the car breaks down you can call for help, you can call your kids anytime to see what they are doing.. You are at the store and want to ask someone a size..
Here's the thing.... people managed to get help before a cell phone if their car broke... You might have to walk to get help, but hey obesity is a problem so maybe walking is good. We survived as kids without constant communication with our parents... Kids can still lie to you over a cell phone about where they are... And people tended to figure it out on their own, the would take an educated guess, they didn't need to phone a friend...
So when people ask me are you going to get a cell phone? No, I'm not. Not anytime soon. Call my house phone and no you cant text that.
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Happy Birthday Nanny
Today is my Grandmother's birthday... Her 34th birthday, according to her.So I just wanted to take today's post to wish my Nanny a very, very, happy birthday! I love you Nanny!
She is my most favorite person in all the world.... I don't think she knows it but she is. She is the glue that keeps our family together & the reason we are all so close. She is the most loving, kindest, honest, purest, selfless person in the world. People could only dream of having a grandmother like her. I am fortunate enough to call her mine.
Monday, November 8, 2010
Tell us about five things you want to do before you die...
Tell us about five things you want to do before you die....
#4. I want to have a re-do of my wedding, new groom and all... I want to have it in a vineyard, down a row of grape vines, lit by candles & white lights. I want a beautifully set table, long enough to seat everyone we love. I want a quiet band to play love melodies in the background while everyone drinks wine & dances. I want to wear a simple white dress. I want a photographer that can capture that kind of magic. I want to read vows written by us, in our own words.
Everyone has their own bucket list right? Being that I am only 29 mine you can imagine that mine is alot more than 5 things... So I picked the top ones...Now just be warned, I am a relatively simple person, I don't want to do anything crazy like jump out of plane, or swim with sharks.... Mine are more about moments than scaring the crap out of myself.
#1. I want to see my kids grown, accomplished and happy. Each with their own bright future ahead, living their lives, accomplishing their dreams and becoming the people I knew they would.
#2. I want to travel... I want to visit every state in the U.S., then explore all over Europe. I want to visit every country I can. Learn about all cultures, see all the history & beauty that the world has to offer. Spain would most likely be my first stop, then Greece, followed by Italy, then its where ever my suitcase takes me.
#3. I want to own my own business. I want to own a quaint little shop that sells items from antiques to handmade goods. I want to offer delicious homemade desserts with tea. I want to have a little outdoor area that people can sit, drink their tea. I want to own it in an artsy little town with alot of tourism...
#4. I want to have a re-do of my wedding, new groom and all... I want to have it in a vineyard, down a row of grape vines, lit by candles & white lights. I want a beautifully set table, long enough to seat everyone we love. I want a quiet band to play love melodies in the background while everyone drinks wine & dances. I want to wear a simple white dress. I want a photographer that can capture that kind of magic. I want to read vows written by us, in our own words.
#5. I want to spend every second weekend of July for the rest of my life, sitting on a blanket in Hartford, CT, listening to live Jazz music under the stars at the Hartford Jazz Festival. I want to spend the days of this weekend touring Hartford & visiting all the beautiful gardens, architecture, restaurants and culture. I want to drink my wine at the roof top bar within walking distance of my hotel. I want to be in this place because it was where, I believe, I experienced true happiness for the first time.
Sunday, November 7, 2010
You really can use duct tape for ANYTHING...
Potty training sucks. PERIOD.
If you have OCD like me, it really sucks.
If you have OCD & a weak stomach... It's the biggest suck something can suck.
Now that we have that established....
My 2 yr old, the beast, is at the milestone of learning to go on the potty, near the potty, well, anywhere she takes her diaper off.
She takes her diaper off constantly. Like every 5 minutes. Which is great because it means she is ready, right? Um NO. She hates the diaper but equally hates the potty. We have the seat that goes over the potty so you can go like Mommy & sissy.. Wont use it, just wastes toliet paper.
We have the potty that sings when you go in it.... She learned you can stand in it & it will sing too.
Lately she is taking her diaper off as soon as she poops. I normally will get it off within 5 minutes but that is not fast enough. The past week, I have walked in her room to find her in her crib, poop diaper off, white crib now brown. NASTY. Then there are times I hear water splashing... Oh but it's not water she has peed & is splashing in it like she is playing a rain puddle....On the coffee table... She thinks it funny, Mommy not so much. This is only bad when its bed time & nap time.... I have to sleep eventually people. I cant be up all night worry about Poop.
So I reached out to my Mommy friends on facebook & asked them what to do.. How to keep the diaper on when needed. One said keep pants on her... I do , she knows how to take them off, even Jeans and leggings. ( I still have a hard time taking off leggings) One said pull ups.. She rips them at the sides or just pulls them down. That is a nasty mess to clean too when she slides it down.
Then someone mentioned DUCT TAPE. Tape the diaper on her. I thought about this. I wavered between I cant, that's horrible, to that's genius. I went with GENUIS.
Why not? You can fix everything else with duct tape. I happen to have some... Let's gve it a try....
You know what, she hasnt figured it out yet... There is a tranny on the local radio station that is called Th Duct Tape Diva , I may have to call him/her & give her this tip.
As she says " If you can't duct it, F*ck it"
If you have OCD like me, it really sucks.
If you have OCD & a weak stomach... It's the biggest suck something can suck.
Now that we have that established....
My 2 yr old, the beast, is at the milestone of learning to go
She takes her diaper off constantly. Like every 5 minutes. Which is great because it means she is ready, right? Um NO. She hates the diaper but equally hates the potty. We have the seat that goes over the potty so you can go like Mommy & sissy.. Wont use it, just wastes toliet paper.
We have the potty that sings when you go in it.... She learned you can stand in it & it will sing too.
Lately she is taking her diaper off as soon as she poops. I normally will get it off within 5 minutes but that is not fast enough. The past week, I have walked in her room to find her in her crib, poop diaper off, white crib now brown. NASTY. Then there are times I hear water splashing... Oh but it's not water she has peed & is splashing in it like she is playing a rain puddle....On the coffee table... She thinks it funny, Mommy not so much. This is only bad when its bed time & nap time.... I have to sleep eventually people. I cant be up all night worry about Poop.
So I reached out to my Mommy friends on facebook & asked them what to do.. How to keep the diaper on when needed. One said keep pants on her... I do , she knows how to take them off, even Jeans and leggings. ( I still have a hard time taking off leggings) One said pull ups.. She rips them at the sides or just pulls them down. That is a nasty mess to clean too when she slides it down.
Then someone mentioned DUCT TAPE. Tape the diaper on her. I thought about this. I wavered between I cant, that's horrible, to that's genius. I went with GENUIS.
Why not? You can fix everything else with duct tape. I happen to have some... Let's gve it a try....
You know what, she hasnt figured it out yet... There is a tranny on the local radio station that is called Th Duct Tape Diva , I may have to call him/her & give her this tip.
As she says " If you can't duct it, F*ck it"
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