No Good Very Bad Morning(s)

Every single damn weekday morning in my house is so exhausting. Monday thru Friday I wake up in a mostly pleasent mood and start the day. I get the house ready, pack lunches, and get clothes ready to go. Then Kelly or I wake up Olivia- oh the dreded wake up. Mostly it doesn't feel dreded. You forget what shes like because we are excited to say "rise and shine! Good morning!" to her. Then she sits up rubs her eyes and it is all down hill from there.

Olivia is not a morning person and she brings everyone down in her grumpy wake of destruction. It seems to always start with her lovely greeting of "oh no I didn't wake up in time to play!" follwed by a angry grumpy march to the bathroom and then complaints on anything from the weather to what she doesn't want to see on the breakfast table that morning.

You see we wake Olivia up at 8am to get ready for school. There are rare occassional mornings were she will wake up on her own at 7:15 or 7:30 and then she will get some quiet playtime in her room in the mornings which she enjoys very much. I know this because every morning I seem to only be greeted with her dissapointment in not having time to play.

This continues on in this grumpy spiral until after breakfast where we have to argue about every bite, the discomfort of her outfit, her dislike for not having gym everyday, her anger at not being able to take toys in her backpack, and her just general dislike for everyone that is not her.

I only seem to get a break from her grumpy mess of an attitude after breakfast is done and over with and I can dismiss her to the playroom for a good 15 minutes before the school bus arrives. You see she does get playtime before school, we just have to go through a lot to get there.

So needless to say I'm tired. I'm drained from the morning routine. It is another reason I love the weekends and mornings the girls can sleep until 9 because they wake up on their own very happy.

Today is the last day of the 2011-2012 school year and I am so ready for summer! I am so ready to leave behind grumpy mornings for a few months and start my day on a more positive note.

****we have tried alarm clocks to take away from us waking her up and getting the beloved grumpy greeting, but it only worked for a short time. She quickly figured out she could leave her room to hunt us down with her grumpiness.

So What! Wednesday

I am linking up with Shannon again for another week of So What! Wednesday. This week I'm saying so what if . . .

-I got a pedicure and totally did not shave my legs before (like several days of not shaving). My luck a man did my pedi- I'm just thankful he wore gloves. Which now that I'm thinking about it does not seem like a normal practice. I guess he also did not want to touch my hairy legs.


-I would like to murder the birds that sing outside my window at 5am! Can they not wait until like 7 am or better yet sing umm never!


-I haven't done laundry in like a long while, so G has run out of clean underwear. I have resorted to putting her in her clean size 4-5 panties that I never remembered to throw away.

-I have resorted to stalking the Internet for all blogs, articles, comments on anything related to the Grey trilogy. It's sick. Good news is I can feel the addiction getting better. I just don't know what to read next and I fear The Hunger Games is NOT for me. Any suggestions?

-I keep resorting to ordering take out or going out because I fail to go to the grocery store.

-I haven't printed or updated any family photos since December.


I could go on, but I decided to stop- my life feels like it has completely fallen apart since taking the babysitting gig 10 months ago. I must say that while I really feel "So What!" to these 6 items, I am feeling like I am failing at my domestic life as of late, but who am I kidding the laundry and grocery break is blissful- except in moments where I'm scouring the pantry for creative snacks and lunches. If I make it through these next 5 days and my house is still falling down I guess I can admit that I am NOT a domestic Goddess and I was fooling my husband in the beginning. We shall see . . .

Happy hump day!!!



****Apparently "resorted" is my word of the day since I used in like a million times in this post.

Crack Brownies? {Recipe}

I hope you all had a great Memorial Day weekend! Ours was jam packed with all sorts of things and now I am completely exhausted and full. I did have a chance to try a new brownie recipe over the weekend. I was inspired after visiting a blog. Even though I'm not a huge chocolate fan, I do love me some brownies, so I thought what the hell I will try it. I sent Kelly to the store and was not specific on things, so I ended up with slightly different ingredients.

I am not 100% sure how I feel about this recipe yet. I got good reviews, but I myself am not sure it is worthy of the title "crack brownies". Ya know, Mr. Grey is kind of like my crack right now, so I feel like these didn't quite hit the spot, but I will be trying it again with different chocolate and a different brownie batter- possibly home made next time?

I wanted to stop by and share it all with you- if you happen to try it and think it's amazing let me know what you put in it so I can try.

Here are the steps:

1 Box of Brownie Mix

2 Large Bars of Chocolate (any flavor)

Prepare the brownie mix as directed on the box

Pour 1/2 of the brownie mix in the baking container

Place the bars of chocolate on top of the brownie mix covering the top

After the layer of chocolate bars then pour the rest of the brownie mix on top

Bake as directed on the brownie box, but you might need to add an additional 10 minutes.

{I found the adding 10 minutes cooked the center perfectly, but made the edges a little hard}

{I personally like to put powdered sugar on the finished products but it is a choice}

Remove from the oven, cool, and enjoy!

***** This is my first time placing a recipe on my blog- I have vowed to my family that this summer I will be trying one new recipe a week from Pintrest or anywhere else that offers something I have yet to try. I am mostly going to stick to dinners instead of desert, but this is the first recipe and I will be back for more in the near future.

Too Bad . . .

Too bad I don’t like sports. With all the coverage they have you would think it would be right up my reality junkie alley. I mean there is a countdown to the game, a pre-show, the game, a post show, news conference, and then they talk about what happened for like 70 days! Man alive- sometimes I wish my husband didn’t enjoy every damn sports program out there. Like for real, there isn’t a season with a sport he doesn’t like. If golf is on I know it’s nap time, and thank the lord for that baseball app he has on his phone.ugh.

I hope you all have an amazing holiday weekend!!! We have a busy one planned, but I am so thankful my husband will be around for 3 days even if he is watching sports and all.

Happy Happy Friday!

I Need Botox

I'm sitting here sweating my balls off, well if I had balls I would be sweating them off. I am so over armpit sweat, so over yellowing my white t-shirts, so over not being able to lift my arms without worrying 'am I sweating?'. It is such a pain in the ass!

Which is why I want/need botox, for my armpits. Is all this TMI? Sorry if it is- no actually I'm not, it's what is on my mind as of late. I learned that botox works after watching an episode (many years ago) of MTV's True Life (reliable source-right?).

I have always had this problem. From as far back as I can remember. I have tried so many different deodorants and methods it's ridiculous.

I am so over it!

I want to be "normal". I want to not have to wear black so I can feel like I am covering my problem.

Fuck you sweaty armpits!!!

On a side note- I am typing this post on my pretty brand spankin new computer!!! I.Am.So.Excited. This baby rocks! My husband is the best when he surprises me with awesome things like this. I have to say it is like a new concept to be on a laptop and to not have to be near and electrical outlet. Oh the freedom I will have.

Happy Thursday!

I got nothing, but I'm trying for something

I don’t like “neglecting” my blog. I don’t like it being a ghost town with zero new posts, but what I feel is even worse is when people (I) have nothing to say and post nonsense. I mean I am guilty of posting nonsense, but lately I haven’t even had nonsense to write about. I got nothing, so I am just going to keep typing until maybe nothing turns into something.

This week I have been mourning the loss of Mr. C Grey. I mean for real. I finished book 3 on Friday and now I have nothing to read. Since I lent my first book to a friend I for real started reading book 2 (again). I have NEVER EVER read a book more than one time before- I never saw the point. Fifty Shades of Grey- I see the point. I need rehab to get away from this book. It consumes my mind and I want more Mr. Grey. E L James damn you for not writing more.

This week has been full of obsessions- aside from my sick sick need for more Grey I also have stumbled upon a new food obsession. Last Friday I had Chick-fil-A, I don’t eat there often because honestly I always seem to forget it exists, but I went there and got a chicken salad sandwich, fruit, and a diet dr. pepper, and people I am in love. I have had that meal every day since Friday with the exception of Sunday when they were closed. I tried to recreate the meal at Panera and failed.

I lost 7lbs. I mean I’m not jumping for joy or anything, but I am patting myself on the back, actually no, that seems like too much work- more like I am smiling on the inside. It has been surprisingly easy to make better choices because my body isn’t craving anything that isn’t my Chick-fil-A meal (which has a once a day limit- too bad they don’t deliver).

I got O&G’s memory books out yesterday. I haven’t updated them since December, so I felt like I needed to get on it since the school year is only days away from ending and I was tired of the piles of paper on the desk and on the stairs. I miss them being little little. I looked at those pages over and over. Smiling at their cute tiny little faces (that I didn’t realize were so tiny when they were that age). I’m so glad my Mom started memory books when I was a kid so I could do it for O&G. So many things I have forgotten. It was good to remember, but also made me sad that they are growing and wanting independence that I don’t always want to offer them. I need them to need me.

My husband got me personalized plates for Mother’s Day (for my SUV) and they are starting to grow on me. I am still feeling guilty for how I reacted to the gift. I know he put in a lot of thought. Every day I like them more, but mostly because it makes me think of him.

Olivia judged my other Mother’s Day gift. Tory Burch flip flops. 2^nd pair. She kind of told me that $50 was too much money to spend on sandals. I kinda told her they were worth it. I hope that doesn’t come back and bite me in the ass when she wants designer things at 16.

Whelp that’s all I got. Just a bunch of ramblings that never amounted to anything that was really worth a post, but at least I feel like I wasn’t neglecting my little slice of the internet.

Happy Hump Day Ya’ll ß------- I wish I could pull of cool words like that. Maybe in another life.

I think I'm dying . . .

I think I’m dying- okay well in all reality not really dying but something is definitely off. As of late I have struggled to eat right, so I said fuck it and went with things I love. Last Friday I started not feeling 100%, my stomach was hurting me which later led to a strange occurrence of heartburn. It continued on like this all weekend long. Seriously, I had to- go containers in our refrigerator and I haven’t brought home a to-go box since I met my husband. Something is wrong! See why I think I’m dying? Eating is just like my thing.

I had lowered my portion size by so much that by the time Tuesday rolled around I had lost 5lbs. Crazy. All I did was eat less of the bad shit I was already putting into my body. Oh and another HUGE red flag- my beloved adult beverages were becoming something I only wanted to sip on and Kelly finished the rest. It is so strange.

Tuesday I found I was forcing myself to eat a peanut butter and jelly sandwich (I had to eat something). Then I thought- if I am forcing myself to eat bad stuff, then why not force myself to eat the good stuff.

So here I am. Enjoying  eating things like this and this.

Because this and this no longer looks appealing.

I’m not sure what is up, but I have decided to embrace it and see what happens. You know since all my favorite clothes are collecting dust in my closet and I find myself staring at them like I’m visiting a long lost friend.

So there you have it- my body has tricked my mind in to eating healthy. Hopefully that’s all it is.

But now I leave you to go celebrate the fact that it is Friday- which means IT’S THE WEEKEND!

Have a wonderful weekend and have a drink or two for me- you know since I’m dying ‘n all.