Wordless Wednesday

Can you guess what today is? *Sniff* Stay tuned for more pictures.

Sex and the City- The Housewife's Lady's Lunch

I've been invited to an all girls, Sex and the City party next Saturday. I'm excited! Getting together with a bunch of girlfriends to eat, drink, laugh, and then watch a movie that's bound to be good sounds like a pretty good time, right?

The best part of the day for me? It's not at my house, and it's a potluck. I LOVE potlucks. Wanna know why? Because I get to seriously eat. And not only eat, but I get to eat other people's food. And let me tell ya- my girls can cook. I think I require my friends to be good cooks- that way I don't have to. Pretty smart, right? If you cook for me I'll bring the booz. I am a professional, after all.



For drinks I was thinking something pink, since that's the whole theme of this movie. I know we'll be having Cosmopolitan's, which are very yummy, but I need a little variety, you know? I also thought maybe instead of something pink that I'd bring a couple of bottles of Asti Spumante. It's cheap, sweet, and bubbly. Perfect for a lady's lunch. Not that we will be acting like "ladies"....hee hee....but that will just makes things that much more interesting. I'm sure the party will be a lot of yummy food face-stuffing, swearing, boob shakin, and belly laughing.


So here's my problem. It's a potluck. Which means I need to bring something food related. I'm at a loss. I don't know what to make! I need something that's fairly easy (which means a few hours making it at most), and most importantly... yummy. Nothing too over the top. I don't need to be the expert, but I need to at least fit in with the experts, know what I mean?

Here's your assignment:

Find me something to bring to the Lady's Lunch! Any ideas would be appreciated. And if I pick your idea, I promise I'll come over and clean your house. Okay, not really, but we can pretend.

Happy Memorial Day

Happy Memorial Day! For our family, Memorial Day mostly means spending time with family and friends, drinking and eating as much as our tummies can handle, and enjoy a long, three day weekend. Woot!

Since we don't have any family in Las Vegas (sniff), we took advantage of the amazing, glorious Las Vegas weather and went to the new outdoor mall down by the strip. Seriously, the temperature right now in the desert should be in the 100s and unbearable, but for some godly reason, it's been in the 70s for the HIGH. Hallelujah. We're extremely grateful.




We went out to lunch, and I was coaching my husband on how to take a good picture. He just laughed at me, and when he laughed, I snapped the pic. Cute, eh? I could eat him up.

So....

.......mostly Memorial Day for me is about BBQing and friends and beer, but in my quiet moments I remember the people that I've lost in my life.

This is my grandmother. She was 'Miss Tulsa' (OK) in the late 30s, early 40s. I'm not sure when. I'm just guessing the year since she was born in 1920. She passed away early last year (2007). She was my last living (and closest) grandparent- my father's mother. Her name was Dorothy Sullivan then...wasn't she a gem? Look at her hair, and her clothes! She was the most kind and gracious person I've ever known. She was a "lady" in the true sense of the word. I feel so lucky to have come from such good genetics. I have this picture hanging on my wall- I miss her a lot!

I was lucky enough to have been at her bedside when she passed away. I believe seeing someone on the verge of death is as life-altering as seeing a baby's birth. It's the most intimate human experience a person can share with you. It's all part of the cycle of life, and I'm very grateful to have been a part of her life, and her passing.

The only thing I regret is- my grandmother was only able to meet Ava- her only great granddaughter- days before she died. But... Ava was able to hold her hand, and speak to her in her baby language.....and I know my grandmother was able to hear her, even when she was sick. My mom once told me "the soul hears what the ears cannot", and I hold that close to my heart every day of my life. I pray that all the people I've lost are in safe, warm places. I want them to know that they wont be forgotten, and that I love them very much. I want them to know that I will tell my children about them, and I will hold them close to my soul forever.

Happy Memorial Day!

Deep Thoughts

Who thought of the scary looking "king" on the Burger King commercials? Because I'm going to find them and shoot them. Since when did a freaky plastic head work for selling burgers? I hate those commercials.

I already know I'm pathetic so no need to remind me after you read this- Do you ever wonder how they get people's voices to sound like chipmunks? My kids listen to the soundtrack to Alvin and the Chipmunks in the car, and I spend the whole drive time trying to figure out how they can- not only talk- but sing. I cant stop thinking about it while I'm listening, either. It's frustrating since I could be thinking about much more important things....like what's for lunch.

Sometimes I wonder what would happen if I locked my kids in a room together and let them go at it. They bicker at each other all day, and I get SO sick of trying to keep the peace. If I locked them in a room, then they could just figure it out themselves and I could go get some cleaning done.

Why does my daughter wake up at 6am EVERY day? I agreed to give birth to her only if she slept until at least 7am. She's not holding up her end of the deal.

How many times in a day can a person do the dishes before they get soap poisoning? Because I think I definitely might have that.

Herpangina

I'll say it again, just for the effect. Herpangina. Isn't that a disgusting word? My kids have it right now. No, it's not herpes, and no, it's not some crazy mutation where they have fingers growing out of their ears or something.

But seriously, who the hell thought of this name? I'm imagining there were two pervert doctor dudes sitting around, and one day and said "hey, I wonder what herpes and vagina would sound like if you put them into ONE word!?" It was then that Herpangina was born.

The actual definition is this:

Herpangina is caused by a virus known as the "Coxsackie virus", because it was first found in patients in the town of Coxsackie in eastern New York.

Typically a person with herpangina has a fever and a very sore throat, and possibly a sore mouth as well. If you look inside the mouth, you will most likely see a very red throat at the back and a very red area at the back of the roof of the mouth, with several small (1-2 mm in diameter) blisters that look just like canker sores. These are caused by the virus, unlike true canker sores. However they behave just like canker sores: they hurt a great deal.

Unfortunately, since it is caused by a virus, there is no medicine that will make the infection itself go away -- you have to wait for your body's immune system to get rid of the virus.

Let's start with the first sentence in the definition. "Herpangina is caused by a virus known as the "Coxsackie virus", because it was first found in patients in the town of Coxsackie in eastern New York."

Oh great. My mind is already in the gutter, and then they tell me the name of the virus came from a town called Coxsackie? Cocks-sack-ie? A town with penis in its name. Sweet. I can just see it...."Yes, I'm a doctor and I live in Penis Town. I've come up with the perfect name for this virus and it's called Herpangina". I know, I'm sick...sick sick sick. But what do you expect when you tell me my kids have Herpangina? Eww.

That last sentence is the best part. It's a virus, which means you can t do anything about it except try to stay comfortable and let it run its course. So I have to continue to allow Herpangina in my home. In my kids' mouths.

Sweet.

Did you read the part about the blisters? Yea, those are pretty. I was going to post a picture of them on my blog, but just googling the images makes me want to throw up. Gross. I tried to take my own pictures but my kids wont let me near their mouths. I walked over to my 4-year-old with a flashlight today, and asked him if I could take a look in his mouth, and he ran away screaming.....like I told him I was going to cut off his arm or something. Okay, whatevs! I wont look, then!

My mommy instinct tells me to read read read about this virus and learn as much as I can, mostly just for the human education. I'm one of those people who will dive into particular subject if it's relatively interesting- which this is- but I seriously cant get past the name or the gross pictures and descriptions that come with it.

"Sorry Jack, mommy doesn't know how to make you feel better because she'll barf if she reads the directions...".

Almost.

The good news is (the information that I was able to read) that it says once caught by someone, they are generally immune afterward. Not always, but generally.


And then it's on to the next disgusting virus...

Snaps to my Sister-in-Law!

I'm so excited! My Husband's sister has started a blog! Isn't it fun to have, not only friends on your blogroll but, family, too? I cant wait to see where she goes with hers!

Check it out for yourself. Her name's Sara and her blog is called Diva Diaries. She's intelligent and witty and kind of a smart ass....so she should be the perfect blogger, right? I say that all with love, Sara!

You'll see what I mean when you see that she claims to manage a restaurant called Fook Yue. Just let that set in. It took me a minute to get it, too. Haha. And NO, Diva and Restaurant Manager aren't oxymorons....you can CERTAINLY be both! I just hope you're a nicer boss than your brother was. Matt made me cry at work, bribed me to work his shifts for him (and I agreed to do it- duh), and sent me out to wrap Misty's (his girlfriend at the time) anniversary present. Ugh! WHAT was I thinking? I guess I loved him even then....when we were just friends....and he was mean to me. *sniff*

Okay, I didn't want to make this post about me. It's about my SIL and her new blog! Yay! Go and check it out! Give the girl some traffic!

Peace love and hair grease!

A Tuesday morning laugh

A quote from one of my fav blogs, Blogtations:

When something good or triumphant happens to you, do you ever pump your hand into the sunset and freeze in place, just like Judd Nelson in the final frame of The Breakfast Club? Right, me neither, I was just wondering if you did.
~Geese Aplenty

I laughed out loud at this quote. I know all of you other movie dorks will love this one, too. I will probably be laughing about this quote all day.... and now I have the "Don't You Forget About Me" song repeating in my head.

Thanks a lot, Musing! :) Oh, btw, I'm going to start using "Oh, my Inagodadivida" from now on- as long as I can say it without stumbling over my words. I'll have to make sure to use the back-up "soups" when drinking!

I'll play!

I've been tagged by Danielle.....I think. I'm not sure if it's a tag, or just an honorable mention. Ha. But either way, I'll play along.

Favorite person (outside family)? My girlfriends- I have a lot of them and I'm very grateful for that. I dont know what I'd do without them.

Favorite food? Asian

Quirks about you? I think I'm all over quirky.

How would the person who loves you most describe you in ten words or less? I'll have to get my husband to blog that.....

Any regrets in life? Yes, a few. Mostly I regret how I've treated people in the past that I cared about. Now days, I try really hard to be good to people that are good to me, and I wasn't always like that.

Favorite Charity/ Cause? Right now it's Neurofibromatosis.

Favorite Blog recently? Cheaper Than Therapy.

Something you can’t get enough of? Dessert.

Worst job you’ve ever had? I bartended at this dive bar called BC's Sports Pub and it was awful. I was left alone in the bar (no manager, no other employees) all night- from 10pm to 3am. Also, the owner's wife was very jealous and made my life miserable. I loved bartending but I hated that job.

What job would you pay NOT to have? Hairdresser. Eww.

If you could be a fly on the wall, where? My husband's office. His co-workers are straight out of a soap opera. I live for that work drama, especially since it's not mine.

Favorite Bible verse right now?

Guilty Pleasure? Dessert. Sleeping in.

Got any confessions? I have SO many things going on this summer, I'm worried I wont be able to keep up with all of them!

If you HAD to spend $1,000 on YOURSELF, how would you spend it? I'd probably go to the spa. Birthday present, Matthew- hint hint.

Favorite thing about your house? I LOVE my bedroom.

Least favorite thing about your house? Where it is.

One thing you are bad at? Singing.

One thing you’re good at? Writing. Giving birth (haha)

If you could change something about your circumstances, what? Move out of LV.

Who would you like to meet someday?

What makes you feel sexy? My husband does.

Who is your real life hero? All the good mothers out there.

What is the hardest part of your job? Being the good influence, keeping the patience

When are you most relaxed? When drinking

What stresses you out? A dirty house

What can you not live without? My husband

Do you agree or disagree with the recent article that reported that blogs are authored by narcissists? ITA (I totally agree). I think narcissism is a huge part of blogging, but I also think there's a lot of fun elements to it, too.

Why do you blog? Why not? It's fun.

Who are you tagging?

I'm tagging whoever wants to play, too! :)

Okay - rules:

1. Answer the questions (Did I really have to include this as a rule? Duh!)

2. Link back to whoever tagged you

3. Tag eight bloggers to do the same, 2 from each category.
New/ newer bloggers (since we want to share the love and send them traffic)
Bloggy friends
Bloggers you’d like to get to know better
Bloggers you don’t think will respond, but you hope will.

Soups and Swear Words

My son is 4 years old, going on 30. I know everyone says that about their kid- that they act older than their age- but mine really does.

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I've been trying to teach him that he cant say swear words. He seems pretty receptive to it, except for the "but you and dad say them..." kind of answer. Oops. The worst I say is "oh my God!", which my valley girl mouth is working on. I try to save most of my swear words for my blog- you guys are totally lucky for that.

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My husband is getting better, but certain words still escape his mouth fairly often. Just as I was typing this, he said "shit". See what I mean? Hee hee.

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So last week, I told Jack that he needed to come up with another word to use when he's frustrated. He just cant go around saying "Dammit!". My kid isn't going to start swearing until he's at least 8. Kidding kidding. Jack said he would think long and hard to find just the right word to use. Sweet. This parenting stuff ain't so hard.....

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Jack came to me the other day and declared that he had come up with his word. I'm guessing you already have an idea of what it is?

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"Aww, SOUPS!"

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"Soups?" I ask him.

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"Yea, soups. It sounds funny"

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"You're right, it does sound funny. It's a good word."

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So "Soups!" it is. Maybe I should start trying to use this instead of 'oh my god'.....

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"Oh my soups!"

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Leave it to my kid to come up with FOOD as a swear word replacement. I'm so proud!

Ol' Blue Eyes is now on your letters.

I had to hit the post office the other day, mainly to mail a book off to someone from Paperback Swap. In honor of Kacey's blog post, I bought the new Frank Sinatra stamps. So cool. Like Kacey, I cant wait to stick these little suckers on my letters.

I have a rant about the post office employees, though. When did they turn into such A-holes? They don't smile. They don't look you in the eye. They don't say please or thank you. They're 'politely short' is the only way I can describe it. Now I don't expect everyone around me to be miss Mary Effing Sunshine but.... I left the post office wondering what happened to kind, polite people? I guess that's what you get when you live in a big city.

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I'm certainly not saying I'm better than anyone else, because I've had my own bitchy moments. But in general, I try to smile, say please and thank you (and mean it), and make eye contact. You can get people to do just about anything if you treat them with respect- even if they're idiots and don't deserve it. I know a lot of idiots. My new motto has been "kindness is free", because it takes nothing to be kind. Why do so many people not agree with this? Why would anyone choose to be an asshole? It just makes me sad that we live in a place where you cant walk down the street and say hello to someone and smile without them thinking you're a complete psycho.....

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Anyway, back to the post office employees. I was standing in line, watching the postal person be grumpy to the people in front of me. And amazingly, the people behind me also noticed it. I'm not crazy! Somehow, the whole group of us in line started chatting about how grouchy the postal person was. The woman behind me pulled aside the dumbstruck person- who had just been shunned by the employee- and gave him the guidance that the employee didn't. She told him he could go online- at this address- and he could get the info he needed. I stood there watching the interaction thinking how wonderful it was that regular, helpful people still exist. And I was standing right next to one.

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So the man tells her "you're very kind" and then starts to wonder around the PO. It's quite obvious he was looking for a pen- and as I started to look in my purse to get one to offer to him, the nice woman beat me to it and offered her pen to him. He comes back over and again and smiles and thanks her and tells her how kind she is. This is all happening while we're in line to be helped by the grouchy PO employee!

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I don't know what it was about that little conversation I was lucky enough to witness, but it really got to me. It made me feel good. It made me feel like it's still okay to want to be helpful to people. That it's still okay to put yourself out there. It's still okay to be kind, even when the people around you aren't.

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Before I left the PO, I made sure to give that woman a big smile and tell her to "have a good day". And I meant it.

Friday Fun

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The Secret Lives of Suburban Wives

http://secretlivesofsuburbanwives.blogspot.com/

Yet another new blog I've stumbled across. I want to write for this blog, don't you? Think about it. It's all anonymous, so you can just let it go. I'm imagining all the crap I could come up with.....

What I really think of my neighbors.

Did she really just say that to me?

My husband does a good job at faking his OCD (okay, not really).

Every one's family has the "crazy one". My family has like 4 of them.

I live in a very cool town and I cant stop thinking about getting the hell out of it.

Sounds juicy, right? What's your secret juicy story?

I have one word to describe my bloggy self over the last week:

SLACKER!


I know, I know. I've been a slacker, haven't I? I guess I've just been caught up in life, kids, husband....all that jazz. So here's a couple of thoughts that have been wandering around in my brain lately.


I was reading a new blog yesterday, and she posted a list of all the shows that have been recently cancelled. I'm in mourning this morning! Hey I just made a rhyme. I'm a poet and I didn't know it!


What the hell? Why do the networks torture me like this? They must have known I was watching. Why would they give me these great shows and then selfishly take them away so quickly? They didn't even tell me they were taking them off the air. At least tell me before you do it, network. Give me some closure for Pete's sake. Ugh. If you want to see the list for yourself, go here. *Sniff*


So, rest in peace Journeyman, 4400, The Dead Zone, and New Amsterdam. You will be sorely missed.


Some other shows that I'm enjoying that are still on (and I'm praying to God they don't get yanked, too) are


Man VS Wild on Discovery Channel. They stick an Aussie into crazy, hard to survive places all over the world, where you get to see him romp around, sometimes half naked, and eat bugs and spiders and sometimes drink his own pee. YES! My husband even likes watching this one. It's all about surviving on what you have, and where to look for things to help you stay alive. Now, although I doubt I will ever be stranded in the Namibia desert, it wouldn't hurt to know what's good to eat there, right? From the most recent episode, I hear it's scorpions and snakes. Mmmmmm. And the 'Man' host- Bear Grylls- is extremely easy on the eyes.




Bizarre Foods with Andrew Zimmern on the Travel Channel. Are you seeing any similarities to my shows yet? Ha. This is another show where a guy (who is a chef and food critic) travels all around the world and eats the strangest, most disgusting things you've ever (and never) heard of. Pure queasy-to-your-stomach entertainment. His motto is: If it looks good, EAT it!". See if you can get through a whole episode without barfing. And if you really like Andrew Zimmern, he even has his own food blog. He does an excellent job at food descriptions, and is a very appealing writer to say the least!




Medium. This is probably one of my all time favorites. It stars Patricia Arquette and the show's writers just get better and better. This season just ended and I pray to the network gods that I'll get to see more new episodes before I die. We'll see.


CSI. Did you see the most recent episode? They brought in the writers from Two and a half Men for this particular episode. It was brilliant- so funny and fresh. Next week Warrick gets in some major hot water. Should be interesting. I hear this is the beginning of the actor's exit from the show. I'm worried that, with all the main actors stepping out, they'll end this amazing show this or next season. *sniff*


The Hills. Okay, I am seriously embarrassed about this one, but I watch every week. Spencer is a tool, Heidi had too much plastic surgery, Lo is turning into a bitch, and Lauren needs to make amends with Audrina! Okay, enough said! I'm going to go blush (puke) in the bathroom now!

Friday Fun

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The Epicurean Affair 2008

As I said before , the Epicurean Affair was probably one of the coolest events my hubby and I have ever been to. It was incredible in every way. Very VEGAS, and very over the top. What it was was where you could go and sample the best food and drinks from the most popular restaurants in town. Sounds yummy, right? It was! But the entertainment almost trumped the food and booz. I don't know if I told you, but I'm a closet wannabe go-go dancer. Okay. Enough said.

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So right when we walked in, there were muscle men handing out programs, and girls in champagne glasses. Girls in champagne glasses! Okay- I've changed my dream job from go-go dancer to 'girl in champagne glass'. If anyone needs one, just give me a call. I'd be happy to do it. I'll even bring my own glass.

I was taking pictures like mad, forgetting to eat, and running around like a kid in a toy store. I even started getting teased by my husband's co-workers (all men, of course) for checking out the girls. Hey now! I'm just looking at their clothes.....and their gorgeous professional bodies......and watching their dancing. And I was! Every time I'd wander off from the boring business mingling conversations I'd hear as I was walking off- "Matt, your wife is taking pictures of the girls again." I'm sure my hubby's co-workers think I'm a total lesbian.

Hee hee....I'm not. But hey, I'm not ashamed. The women were there to be looked at. I even began the night asking each gal if I could take her picture. Isn't that polite of me?

Well, some told me NO- NO!? Can you believe that!? The one that told me no that I thought was funniest was wearing a thong and pasties- and that's IT. And she's telling me I cant take her picture at this event? Come come now!

So after awhile I just stopped asking. The chicks are there for my entertainment......and I HAVE to bring these pictures home to show you guys, after all. On top of that I don't get out much. So I need something to look at to remind myself that I'm still capable of being cool.

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We had such a good time. My hubby even agreed to let me take his picture at one point.
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There were ICE bars all over the place. So cool.

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Lucky for me, most of the go-gos loved getting their picture taken, and even posed for me. Seems that chicks prefer to pose for other chicks as opposed to some random dude. Look at those go-go legs.

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This is one of my most prized pictures. I even got the showgirl to hold my leg. I was glad I shaved before I went. She was very sweet and gracious. I look like a fat cow next to her. Maybe I need to choose the fat showgirl to pose with next time.......oh wait, there isn't a such thing as a fat showgirl. Damn.

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Hands off, boys. This was one of my hubby's co-workers- the GUY, not the girl. He was fun. I kept trying to get the girls to talk to him (since he's single). Hee hee- what are friends for?

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Amazing pole dancers here. And notice this pole- along with the bar beyond it- was built OVER the pool. Very cool... but someone had to have fallen into that once the night got going.....I'm just glad it wasn't me.

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This was another complete ICE bar. From top to bottom. The pictures just don't do it justice. And a girl on a swing. Another job I'd love to have. Notice she's looking at me. Thanks!

More go-go girls. I told you, they were everywhere. Every station. Every corner. Every pool. I had to get them all- I didn't want to leave some out and have hurt feelings, you know? That was a joke, BTW.

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So after we had our fill of the event, we played some cards in one of the nearby casinos. Did I mention I'm a shark at black jack? Well I am. Just ask my husband. He sat me down with $60, and I walked away an hour later with $185. I paid the babysitter with my winnings. Ha.

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It's just part of being a Las Vegas housewife.

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There were go-go dancers IN the casino, around the tables, too. Wow. Cant ever get enough of those go-go girls.

I'm praying to God that we get to hit this event again next year. Anyone want to join us? Buy your tickets now! You can sleep at my place!

Mother's Day is just around the corner and...

For me, Mother's Day is kind of annoying. Mostly because I don't really expect or need anything on that particular day from my kids or husband. Don't get me wrong, I expect a lot from my family pretty much every day of the year, but I don't need them to do jumping jacks or balance apples and bananas on their heads on Mother's Day. It's another "Hallmark Holiday" in my opinion. The week of Mom's Day always begins like this in my house:

Husband: What do you want for Mother's Day?

Me: Huh? Is it soon?

Husband: Uh YEA.

Me: Oh nothing. I don't need anything. Seriously. You don't have to get me anything. I swear I wont be upset. It's a dumb holiday, anyway.

From which I get a huge sigh and a dramatic eye roll from my husband.

Me: Okay you can take me to lunch. And get me a pedicure. And I could use another Coach purse. And you know I've always wanted diamond earrings.....

Husband: I thought you said you didn't want anything.

Me: I don't.

On top of all of that jazz, I have to come up with something to get my mom, my mother-in-law, my other mother-in-law, and my other mother-in-law. Don't ask. Just accept. That's what I do.

So for my IL's, I'll stick to a very safe card and some cute pictures of the kids with food on their face or something like that. Grandmas like that kind of stuff.

But this year, for MY mom, I'm going to go a little bigger. See, since I got this part-time job, I have a little spending money.

Let me give you a little background to my gift plan.....

When I was 15, my mom and her then husband (whom is NOT her current husband- again, don't ask) went to Mexico and left little old me home alone for the weekend. Now, me being the naughty, party girl 15 year old that I was, of course I had a party. A huge, out of control party. Yikes. Anyway, a bunch of crap ended up getting stolen from my house. Purses, jewelry, wallets, a pager (it was early 1993 after all)....you name it. It was awful, and we all paid dearly for my bad decisions. (whispering: But boy, did I have a good time! heehee)

One of the things stolen was a star sapphire ring of my mother's. It was precious to her, and I never heard the end of it. So my gift plan this Mother's Day is to replace that ring.....15 years later. It wont be anything terribly fancy, but it's the thought that counts, right?

Here's a picture of it. It's a vintage estate ring. White Gold. And it's a real stone...not man-made. It's the closest looking ring to the original that I could find.

I hope she likes it. I'm still waiting to hear back from the owner so we'll see if I can manage to get it to my mom in time. I just hope my mom appreciates this and doesn't use it as an excuse to hound me more about what a difficult child I was.....

Deep Thoughts

Do you ever go for really long periods without wearing makeup?

I know lots of moms out there don't wear makeup at all, but I am definitely not one of those moms. I was blessed with really big bags under my eyes- I can thank my mom for that- and I refuse to go out in public without at least trying to hide them. Parenting, lack of sleep, age, and stress (geez I could go on...) have only encouraged those darn eye bags. I also have the blondest of blond eyelashes, so going without mascara makes me look funny. Not that I care if I look "funny" most of the time at home, but if I leave the house people start to stare.....

Kidding. But seriously, I'm very self conscious without some sort of "face" on if I leave the house. I'd really prefer if people wouldn't run away screaming in terror when I walk into a room.

Anyway, back to my question. Do you ever go for days without makeup on? I do.

Apparently I get used to looking at my face that way, because these days when I actually put on a face, it's like a revelation. It's like "So that's what I look like...!" kind of feeling. I guess forget that I can look better than I do at home in my sweats- with food and boogers on my shirt and no makeup on. I can actually take a shower, put on some reasonable clothes, and put on a face and voila! I look like a person again! Who knew!?

The Epicurean Affair: Preview!

My hubby and I went to the Epicurean Affair last night, and it was definitely one of the coolest events we have ever been to. My bloggy mind is already rolling on what I'm going to say about our date, but right now I'm still recovering from sampling a little too many of the drinks and not enough of the food. You'll have to wait a few more days to hear all about it. But, for your viewing pleasure, here's a little picture preview. BTW, I'm not this fat- it was a baggy shirt.

I'm just sayin.


Click HERE to read about how the rest of my night went!