Taking care of business...

Yo yo yo! So I'm a smidge behind on my posts...so pardon me for playing catch up...My new blog buddy Taylor over at Totally Tay tagged me with this sweet little post...

"with as much creativity as you can muster, show your heart in: a picture, a poem, a song (or piece of music), a phrase (or quote), an item of clothing, a place, and (just for fun) a disney princess. if you want to join in, tag 6 more blogs."

My heart...

The Heart Of The Woman
William Butler Yeats

O what to me the little room
That was brimmed up with prayer and rest;
He bade me out into the gloom,
And my breast lies upon his breast.
O what to me my mother's care,
The house where I was safe and warm;
The shadowy blossom of my hair
Will hide us from the bitter storm.
O hiding hair and dewy eyes,
I am no more with life and death,
My heart upon his warm heart lies,
My breath is mixed into his breath.

My Jam




My Quote

"A happy wife is a happy life"

~Teresa Giudice (Real Housewives of New Jersey...fountain of knowledge!)

Clothing must have


I am nothing without my wonder woman cape.

Forget the princess...here comes the QUEEN! BOOYA!

Buuut...if I have to pick one I'd go with Belle. Because she marries the Beast (ahem...Jordan) and he turns out to be a hottie who's loaded! Jackpot!! If you're reading this honey, I love you...

Now to pass it on! I'm breaking the rules, because that's how I roll, and I'm only passing it to 3! So here goes, enjoy ladies! (Btw...I won't be offended if you don't do it!)

Sunshine Meg
Annie
Macey

Sweet blog lovin'...

I love you guys...you're the best! You always know how to make my day!

This great award was given to me by Stephanie over at A Pocket Full Of Buttons. She is an amazing seamstress and makes the cutest kids clothing, go check her out! Now I'm passing on the blog love!

"The Humane Award honors certain bloggers that I feel are kindhearted individuals. They regularly take part in my blog and always leave the sweetest comments. If it wasn’t for them, my site would just be an ordinary blog.

Their blogs are also amazing and are tastefully done on a daily basis. I thank them and look forward to our growing friendships through the blog world.

Link back to the person who gifted you with the award and share the love with other bloggers.”

So I choose...

S Club Mama...she's due oh so soon with sweet baby #2!

Lori at Lady Sunflower her blog is stunning! She always features the most amazing art!

This sweet little award was given to me by my girl over at Sane Without Drugs, she is HILARIOUS! And she always has the best recipes on there! Check her out! I'm giving this token of looooove to my girl K.Law! She is adorable and I love keeping up on her everyday antics! Thanks for all the love guys, I'm so excited I almost piddled =)

No wonder she's friggin single!

I don't even know where to begin!! Jillian's a friggin window licker, I swear that girl has issues! I'm so dang frustrated with the Bachelorette that my remote was a heartbeat away from being thrown though the TV...then I realized I wouldn't be able to watch Harper's Island (LOVE IT!!!!) and decided against it. After watching this last episode I felt that I should help Jillian out a little bit so I went ahead and made a little translation chart for her. Here it is....I call it, How To Understand Cheating Liars With Fugly Gold Chains.

He says: "You know I'm here for you, right?"
He really means: "You know that I'm a musician, right?"

He says: "I'm so excited for you to meet my family."
He really means: "I'm so excited to air my band on TV."

He says: "I wrote this song for you, Jillian"
He really means: "I wrote this song for Laurel."

He says: "Honest to goodness truth."
He really means: "I'm completely lying to your face."

He says: "I really care about you."
He really means: "My album drops July 30th."


I'm hoping this helps clarify things for her. If this doesn't help then I don't know what will. But seriously, it was all too much for me. Jake coming back, Ed coming back (I totally called that!), and Wes staying. It was all just so predictable.

But how funny was it when Jesse hit his brother in the head with the drum stick?! Did you catch that?! And his gypsy mom doing a rain dance in the corner....cukooo!

I would have to say my favorite moment of the night was Kip's heavily intoxicated mom rocking out to the bachelorette blues banging away on those bongos. Priceless! I'm sure that's one of her finer moments in life! Other than that I'm depressed I wasted 2 hours of my life watching her play kissy kissy face when I could have been watching old episodes of Murder, She Wrote. So what were your thoughts on it??

We're a bunch of dorks...

We have some fun times here at the ol' Cline residence, just not all of them make it to the blog... so here's some snapshots of the good times this past week...

Making my hubs take goofy pictures with me...he's was a good sport, not that he had a choice!

Cowboy Mason (he dressed himself..he's so fashion forward!)

Cowboy Bruiser...poor dog


Boogie found my camera

Wearing my favorite bra to Bunko night with the ladies


Taking the offspring to see Mickey & Minnie at the new Disney store...
too bad the kids couldn't care less, they just wanted a new toy...figures.


Little Miss Presley Rose with her new Minnie sporting matching bows...

So there you have it! Proof that it's not all playdoh in buttcracks and explosive doo doo butter bombs over here...hope you guys had an awesome week!! Don't forget to enter the giveaway, time's almost up!!

No ice cream at this party!

I've been having "issues" for a while now. It's gotten worse after each pregnancy, so finally today I went to the Doctor to find out what the heck what going on. We'll call him Dr. X, in lieu of doctor/patient confidentiality. So I go to Dr. X's office and he asks me what brought me in...here goes!

I proceed to tell him that I think I have food allergies because my stomach CAN NOT handle food anymore. I eat, I get stomach cramps, I get mudbutt. Yeah, I'm getting personal, whatever, we're all friends, right? I tell him how badly I get gas...don't worry, I smell like roses on a spring day, and I tell him how my abdomen swells so badly I look friggin pregnant! Which is NOT the look I'm going for! But the worst part is the pain. I mean, lying on the floor in the fetal position, eyes watering, punched in the gut pain. So after a long visit, an hour of talking about "stool" (sick and wrong), and answering about 800 questions, you wanna know what this quack said?!?!

IBS....what, you didn't hear me? I said IBS....still can't hear me? IBS!! That stands for Irritable Bowel Syndrome...Sweet mother of Benjamin Franklin!!! That Doc has lost his mind! THEN...he proceeds to tell me that by looking at my food diary I'm also lactose intolerant and to stop eating dairy products. Um, ok, so after 25 years of existence my body just decides it doesn't like dairy?! Eh...I don't think he understands. Thursdays are Cookies and Cream frozen yogurt day at the Big Spoon. You want me to give that up?! No milkshakes, no ice cream, no yogurt, no cheese?!?!

I've lost my will to live...just shoot me in the face now and bury me with a hunk of Gouda tucked in my hands. What kind of life is a life with no cheese?! Sigh...

So Dr. X has ordered me to keep a food diary, which I've dubbed The Captain's Log (get it...log. poop. IBS.) I thought it was clever...so that way I can tell what foods my body is rejecting. And a new medication to take on top of that. BOO!

So I guess that Mexican food tonight isn't such a great idea, huh? I'm off to go throw a pity party for myself...and no, there won't be ice cream at my party....

Farewell, my sweet delicous friend...

Who the freak invented Playdoh?

It had to be a male. A seriously disgruntled husband who was trying to get back at his wife by inventing the worst toy ever, thats who invented it. Do you think a mom would invent a toy that their kids would want to eat, that crumbles all over the friggin house, that is IMPOSSIBLE to get out of carpet?! Heck no!

Here at the Cline household Playdoh has been the cause of World War III. Seriously I'm about to drop some bombs on a certain little 5 yr old that thinks its fun to wrap ALL his figurines in Playdoh...do you know how difficult it is to get all that Playdoh out of all those little cracks and crevices?! Because I do!! AND IT SUCKS!! If they didn't cost $7 a pop I'd throw out the entire collection. But nooooooo, here I am pulling Playdoh out of Luke Skywalkers butt. I'd like to drop kick my kid like a football right now...don't be alarmed...I won't really do it. But a girl can dream, right?

Here's a random fun fact I just found out. The makers of Playdoh- Noah McVicker and Joseph McVicker. MALES! And originally they made it as a wallpaper cleaner...wtf? Whose bright idea was it to let the kids play with the wallpaper cleaner? UGH.

Okay enough complaining! I just had to vent. And on a more serious note, I'm super bummed about Michael Jackon passing away. Despite all the controversy that surrounded him and his life, he was an American Icon. The King of Pop. The guy was just Bad. I will truly miss his amazing performances and the sequined glove. I'm so thankful for his music, at least we'll always have that. Now I'm gonna go slide around my kitchen floor with my glove on, let out a loud "HEE-HEEE....OWWW" and rock out to some MJ.

Ta-Daaaaa!

Soooo.....what do you think of my new "outfit"?? The amazing Jessica (sounds like a magician!) over at This, That, & Your Blog gave me a whole new look and I looove it! If any of you need a makeover, or just a little fixin' here and there go check her out! Thanks Jessica!!! You can't see me, but I'm hugging you!

To My Little Hershey Squirt....

Dear Presley,

There is no doubt that you are adorable. Quite cute, in fact. But here's the thing...this whole explosive diaper thing you have going on...not so cute. It has got to go. I know you're a girly girl, my own little fashionista in training, and you looove to change outfits through out the day, but you don't have to saturate your current outfit with mudbutt just so I'll change you. In fact, I'm kind of sad to say goodbye to that adorable onesie I had to CUT OFF you today since you decided to unleash the dirty dirty all up on it. I don't think your hair appreciated the, er, "treatment" either. (yeah it got all the way up there)

So I have an idea! We'll make a deal, scream twice then fart and I'll know you want a new outfit. Deal? And while we're on the topic, I would really appreciate it if you would confine these mishaps to the crib, somewhere I can wash the fabric, as opposed to the carpet. Which now has a ginormous stain that the dogs can't stop smelling because it reaks of Eau de Crap. Not exactly my scent of choice. I still don't understand how someone so sweet can make such a vile and toxic smell that just singes the nostrils. It's inhumane. And definitely not the jumper. Please don't unleash the beast in there. Jumping and mushy butt...not a good mix.

However, if you have a momentary brain lapse and proceed to flood the poop deck, could you at least do it when Daddy's home? I sure would appreciate that. Thanks for being so understanding.

Love,
Mom

Taking Care of Business

I just have some blog business to attend to....

1- Thanks Brooke for the award!! I'm so glad you're back from your 'blog hiatus'!! And thanks for the awesome dye job!!I'm passing this sucker onto my girl Kristiana over at Orange Juice because she's AMAZING and she has the best mom advice/tips ever....oh, and she has 2 awesome giveaways going on! Check her out, tell her I sent you!

2- Make sure you enter the giveaway...it's such a wonderful gift, if I do say so myself!

3- Sorry if I haven't commented on some of your blogs lately...my dang blogger wasn't working right, but it is now! So I'm on my way to come give you some sweet sweet blog lovin'!!

(this was supposed to post earlier...but for some reason didn't...laaaaame)

Thank Goodness For Reality TV

Let's start with the Gosselin throwdown! I knew the instant I saw Jon in those 'bling-bling midlife crisis holy friggin 90s' earrings that things were going downhill. Oy, those things were nasty! Buy your little sports car, go clubbin', get hair implants...those things I can somewhat understand. But for real??? The earrings have got to go!

Just the way he talked during the episode made me wanna stab myself in the eye with a dull pencil. He was such a jerk! You can tell he's excited to be 32. He only said it like 83 times. It's sad that he would walk away from his family just so he could tear it up on the town with some floozies in his outdated Ed Hardy shirts. He makes me sick, yet sad for him at the same time.

Now Kate. Well I think it's a humbling experience for her. But as a mother and wife, my heart just aches for her. You could tell she'd been crying and was trying so hard not to break down. I truly wish her the best. I hope she will find someone who makes her happy. I was so hoping that they would quit the show and just focus on their family, but it looked like Jon was set on getting the heck outta dodge! Can't wait til the girlfriend comes to the family Christmas! HA! Won't that be cozy?!

Now for the face sucking machine we call the Bachelorette.....

She's gone postal. She got rid of Jake?? She's hitting the crack pipe a little hard these days or something. I'm so glad Tanner P and his freaky foot fetish are out of the running, but man, she kept Wes?? She has some major blinders on. The one and ONLY reason I will continue watching from here on out is because the previews for the end look SOOOOOO dang awesome!! I almost piddled when they brought Jake back! BOOYA! Nice guys don't finish last SUCKA! I pray he tells Jillian just what a tool Wes is! I'm so excited (and I just can't hide it! remember that episode of Saved by the bell when Jessie was addicted to caffeine pills and she sang that? because I do!). The suspense is killing me! So what did you guys think?!

Don't forget to enter the giveaway!

50 is Fabulous!!

Bow chika bow wow!! 50 followers! *tear*

Alright ladies..have at it! Forget the rules...all you have to do is leave a comment, or 2, or 5, it's up to you!! If you want to follow me, that would be awesome, but it's not a rule for this giveaway! So thank you for reading and good luck!

I'm giving you all until Tuesday June 30th at midnight to post, then a winner winner chicken dinner will be selected at random. The teapot is gooooooorgeous and I want to see it go to a good home! Thanks to my lady over at Step-fabulous for being the 50th follower!! You rock!!

Click on this link and check out the rest of the marvelous stuff Lola B's Boutique has to offer!! You will be in loooooove!

GAME ON!!

You scratch my back...I'll scratch yours!

So here are a few reasons why Monday's suck monkey butt:

1- Little Miss Presley projectile vomited all over herself 8 seconds after getting out of a bath and getting dressed. Of course, why wouldn't she?!

2- Projectile vomit splattered all over my entire outfit, which I wore for a whole 12 minutes.

3- A stupid, yet delicious, bean & cheese burrito ruined my outfit #2. That's what I get for trying to eat while driving.

4- An acidic smelling mud butt explosion ruined Presley's outfit #2.

That's all I could come up with! Here are a few reasons why Monday is mah-velous:


1- Jon & Kate plus 8!! WHAT'S GONNA HAPPEN!!!???

2- The Bachelorette...that face sucking hussy's gonna suck some more face, and I'm gonna watch!!

3- I went shopping at Ikea....heeeaven!!

4- Macey over at Living In France gave me this:

(Go check her out, she's hilarious!)

5- And the amazing gal over at the girl with the golden touch gave me this:

(she gives amazing fashion and make up advice!)

6- This adorable old man in Ikea randomly came up to me and gave me the sweetest compliment....you better watch out Jordan, I think he liked me....grrrr

7- And I'm getting ready to give you guys this!!!!! (Insert ooohhhs and aaahhhhhs)
That's right!! Here's me doing my Vanna pose...This could be yours for the low low price of...well reading my blog! It's been such a rewarding experience writing this blog that as I come up on having 50 followers I wanted to celebrate and give a little thanks. THANKS!! So as soon as I hit 50 I'm posting this bad dog up! BOOYA!

Thanks for knocking me up honey!

NO! I'm not pregnant! I just wanted to share a little Father's Day looove by telling my man thanks for giving me such adorable babies...FDW (Father's Day weekend) is kind of a big deal at the house of Cline. Everyone likes to get in on the celebration, just look at the picture below...
I'm pretty sure Sang Sang was cleaning his "hindquarters" about 7 seconds prior to this picture. Blech...We started the celebration early by taking Jordan to play, I mean the KIDS to play at the park. He's a grown man...why would he want to play, right?

WRONG! Just look at my honey go!!

So for part one of my gift to Jordan I've compiled a list of tips to help him through his journey we call Fatherhood:

1- Never raise your hand to your kids. It leaves your groin unprotected.

2- First you have to teach a child to talk, then you have to teach it to be quiet.

3- Hire a bully to toughen up your kid.

4- Never use the check out with the candy display.

5- Ice cream is the answer to pretty much everything.

6- If your kids are giving you a headache, follow the directions on the aspirin bottle, especially the part that says, "keep away from children."

7- Monster truck rallies can be educational.

8- When you hear the ice cream truck, cover their ears and run inside!

9- The quickest way for a parent to get a child's attention is to sit down and look comfortable.

10- Give your awesome wife all the credit when you're kids turn out to be friggin amazing.

I found these tips on the internet so they must be true! And here's one more token to show my love and appreciation for you...ok, so maybe it's more for you to show your love and appreciation for me...whatever works...I leave you with the soothing sound of Bryan Adams and a young Johnny Depp.

My heart hurts...

Do you ever wonder if you're a good person? If you could stand up to do what's right? Help someone out in a time of need? I mean, for real though. I've always wondered how I would respond or react when faced with certain situations. Example: You see a guy shoving around and yelling at girl....Do you intervene before he gets violent? Or do you let them handle their own business? Are you too scared to approach? Would you wonder what happened after you left? Sorry for the depressing example, it's the first thing that came to mind.

Well today I received a partial answer to my endless questions. Brooke and I were out and about, returning from a trip to Pottery World. It was lunch time and we were absolutely famished. We were getting ready to go pick up some food when for some reason or another I decided that I wanted to go pick up my boys (the boys were at grandma's while Presley had a girl's day out) first. Making this decision completely changed our route.

So on route to our new destination we saw something up ahead in the middle of the road, but we couldn't quite make out what it was. As we drove closer we gasped in shock as we realized it was an elderly man sprawled across the ground, his motor scooter strewn on the ground partially broken, and his belongings were scattered across the sidewalk. We quickly pulled over and ran over to him, struggling to get his legs free from his scooter so we could stand him up. The sweet man was so confused. You could just see in his eyes that he had no clue what was going on. His poor arms were thrashed from where he hit the asphalt and there's no doubt in my mind that his fragile body ached, seeing as how he could barely stand. We asked him if he needed a doctor or if he had someone we could call for him and he politely declined. Which I'm totally kicking myself in the butt for now, I totally wish we had called so he could have at least been checked out.

At this time another guy pulled over across the road and ran over to help. Following him was an unmarked policeman (who was kind of a d-bag, not gonna lie). We could tell that the sweet man was from the retirement village just up the street, and as Brooke and I cleaned him up, gathered his belonging, and returned his glasses my heart just started to hurt. We made sure he was in good hands and that there was nothing more that we could do. But as we sat in the car, emotion just overwhelmed us both. There was something so heart wrenching about seeing this poor gentleman in the street that just struck a cord with me. I found myself wondering if he had family around? Did they visit? Was he lonely? Why didn't anyone else STOP?! It happened on a main street, there were cars everywhere, and it was apparent he hadn't just fallen....so WHY hadn't anyone STOPPED?! The more we thought about it, the angrier it made us. I was torn between anger and sadness...that's never a fun combo.

I'm grateful for that still small voice that made me change my mind, that made us change our route. This experience isn't something I've hoped to experience, but now that we did, I'm glad to know that we stopped. We helped. We rock. Brooke gets my Good Samaritan of the day award!!

Ugh...when did I get so emotional? Freak my emotions are going on rampage! Stupid stupid stupid period. Sometimes being a girl sucks! Sorry for the emotional, and rather novel-ish, post. That's so not like me. I wish I would have given the old guy a hug and brought him over for some milk and cookies while the kids played and adopted him as their own special Grandpa...oh well.
But I can't end a post all bah-hum-bug.....so look at this picture! How can you not laugh?!

Ya gotta love The Hoff!!

Who's Having The Best Day Ever???

That would be me! BOOYA! Today (or should I say yesterday since it's past midnight) was just a fan-flippin-tastic day...and here's why:

1- I took the kids to the park and there were no melt-downs, no screaming, no bleeding, no pooping, AND, here's the best part...when I said it was time to go, Boogie came running towards me and happily got in the car..for real...WTF?! Why can't they do that every time?! I didn't even have to threaten him with his life or bribe him with delicious treats. Sweet mother of Abraham Lincoln, I love it!

2- Brooke and I took the kids to see UP...so dang cute! The popcorn was delicioso and the kids ALL BEHAVED! Seriously...WTF? They're gonna be complete terrors tomorrow...

3- Amanda over at Cheap Wine and Cookies gave me an award! And she shares my love for the word Buttload, so I love her even more!!! Thanks woman! I'm gonna buy you the finest boxed wine money can buy, because that's how I roll.




And I'm going to pass this awesome award on over to these two totally rad ladies:

Brooke in Wonderland
K.Law: Inspired

So go on girls, grab the award and spread some sweet sassy blog lovin!

4- I got some adorable flowers in some outrageous colors and I la la la la looooove them!


5- But here we are....best for last....the icing on the cake...my scrumptious piece of man meat for a husband signed me up to go to SITScation 2009! OH SNAP! Vegas here we come! I always thought my hubby was the coolest thing since hypercolor t-shirts....but now he's even way cooler than that! I'm still pretty new to this whole blogging thing but I can't wait to go make some new friends and get some good tips!

So there you have it. That's why I'm having the best day ever, and that's why tomorrow is probably going to completely suck. There's no way it can top today.

Ok, can I end this on a random note? Last night I drove around for an hour and a half trying to find Little Miss Presley's canned formula. I went to SIX different stores, drove all over the stinkin town, called every dang baby supply store in a hundred mild radius (ok, I called two places, but that's neither here nor there) and finally...I found it...so I bought every frickin overpriced can in the store. So why am I telling you this? Because you know what I found out like 2 minutes ago??? THEY REDID THE STUPID PACKAGING!!! So those six stores I was telling you about...yeah they all had it...nice....good to know....Thanks Nestle Good Start. I'm glad I got the memo on the pointless can re-packaging...you could have at least called it the same darn name! You owe me an hour and a half of my life back, $6.47 for gas, and $3 million for emotional distress. Ok, I feel better now that I've gotten that off my chest.

Home Sweet Home

I'm baaaack! So we just spent the last 4 days at the sweet little town of Incline Village in Lake Tahoe and I'm relieved to say that it was a success! We had a 4 day family reunion that consisted of 40 people....20 of which were kids 12 and under. Yikes. It was intense....but, it was also a buttload of fun! (I just wanted to say buttload) We stayed in an awesome cabin and the kids had a blast hanging out and doing whatever they wanted the entire weekend. I didn't see my kids eat anything other than Mother's circus cookies...you know what I'm talking about...the amazing pink and white ones, but hey, whatever keeps them quiet...I mean makes them happy! Despite the lack of sleep, constant screaming, constipated children (btw, Presley totally pooped on Jordan tonight!! HA!), and lack of chocolate in the house we managed to make some awesome memories....here, take a gander...

Of course my boys find the heavy duty machinery....

Hot tub time! Can you imagine the amount of urine in this thing?! Because I can!

Yeah it won't rotate. Lame. But this is Boogie's new trick! NO HANDS! Coke is nutritious right?

See the one in the front tossing gang signs? Yeah, that's our....figures.

I asked for chocolate. The husband buys this. All I could think of was deer poop. I couldn't eat it. What a waste.

I couldn't get the dang picture to rotate!! But dang baby you look goooood! Booya!

My boys on the ferris wheel at Scheel's.

Dude my butt looks huge in this picture!

Little Miss Presley lookin' tough for the camera. Grrr!

How cute is this?! And look, she loves it!

I don't know why, but I think this video is so funny. Presley loves to rock herself to sleep and I've never seen another baby do this. Check it out if you have time...this girl is just too stinkin' cute!

Crazy home intruder...

If I was ever attacked by a home intruder I would be useless. You wanna know how I found this out? Take a walk down memory lane with me...you can hold my hand if you want to...

It was a Thursday like any other. Boogie was eating lunch, Presley was napping, Mason was playing at grandma's, the hubby was earning that dolla' and I was still in my pajamas cleaning the house, like the good wife that I am. I was deep in thought, mentally preparing myself for Friday's trip to Tahoe and everything I would need to bring. "Pack the kid's medicine, wash off their boots, buy formula," I thought to myself as I wandered through the house, when BAM! I turned the corner into the bedroom and ran straight into a man hiding, pressed against the wall. HEY! he shouts and jumps out at me! HOLY SWEET MOTHER OF PEARL I'M GOING TO DIE!! I think to myself as I try to back away screaming bloody murder. So what's the first thing I do?

Well I'd like to say that I hit him straight in the solar plexus and beat the tar out of the guy, then said something really witty like "Not this time mister, you've messed with the wrong girl" and then he'd black out until the police got him. But no.....I threw a shoe at him. Yeah. Turns out that's not very effective. Where did I go wrong?! I've played this scenario over millions of times in my head before, never once did it involve footwear. I'd had it figured out for years. I'd hockey punch the guy, knee him in his snuffaluffagus, grab the kids and RUN! But no....I threw a shoe... A sandal to be exact.

Lucky for me it was only my crazy husband who decided to scare the crap out of me by coming home HOURS early and sneaking in like some crazy crack head. My heart didn't beat right for over an hour! And I'm pretty sure I piddled myself a little. In fact, I would still be pretty bitter at him if he didn't leave me such a sweet note on the bathroom mirror.....



In case you can't read that it says "I wanna bite your butt." He even put teeth marks on the tush...isn't he romantic? He really knows how to make me go soft in the knees after all these years...

I'll miss you all the next few days! Lake Tahoe here we come!!

My wedding kiss...

My BF Brooke over at Brooke in Wonderland, whom I love and adore and would even give my last cupcake to (as long as it wasn't the Pink Delicious one), tagged me with a really neat little gig. So here goes!!

1. Open your first photo folder
2. Scroll down to the 10th photo
3. Post that photo and story on your blog
4. Tag five friends to do the same.

My wedding kiss...

Some of you may know that when Jordan and I got married I was a single mom to a beautiful 2 yr old boy named Mason. Being married and sharing my child with someone was an exhilarating, yet terrifying, transition in my life. This picture was taken on our wedding night. We got married in my in-laws living room on a random Tuesday night, dined on fine chinese take out, and splurged with a Costco sheet cake. It may sound weird, but in my eyes it was perfect. I was really struggling leaving Mason overnight and this photo was taken as were getting ready to leave....I'm so glad we have such a sweet and tender moment captured.

Geez, when did I get all sappy?! Stupid period!! I need a cupcake. Oh, and chinese food right before your honeymoon night....not a good idea...

Now to pass on the fun. I choose...

Rocksee
AB Home Interiors
Domestic Urbanite
Maggi
The Scholastic Scribe

Honest Scrap

I'm feeling a little emotional right now. My girl T over at Life as a G just gave me a super fun award! Go check her out, she's super fabulous and just too sweet. And her flashback Friday songs rock!! Thanks T! Ok, here goes!


The rules are:
* tell everyone 10 things about you they may not know, but are true
*tag 5 bloggers with the award

Drumroll puh-lease....

1. I used to be OBSESSED with *N Sync....you're all I ever wanted....you're all I ever needed..yeah!
2. I am terrified of wearing make up. It makes me have panic attacks. I draw the line at mascara and eyeliner.
3. I moved away from home at 17 to San Francisco where I went to the Fashion Institute of Design and Merchandising.
4. I play (not recently though) clarinet, piano, and violin.
5. I hate when people touch my wrists or collarbone. It makes me want to cry.
6. I was born in Spain and speak Spanish. Ole!
7. I hate when people say the word PORK.....gag.
8. I think it's funny to attack my husband with the occasional "covered wagon".
9. I have to pour my milk before the cereal....don't ask.
10. I used to be a cocktail waitress/bartender....decided SAHM was more for me!

Now for the fab 5 who will carry this on (I hope):

Brooke In Wonderland
Orange Juice
Careful what you wish for
A Modern Move
3 Critters

How do you spell victory?

It's Monday night at the House of Cline and we decided to have family game night outside. We busted out the golf clubs, the long boards, bikes, and the playground ball. The oh-so-important playground ball. The ball that 10 minutes prior my husband had been threatening me with...that's right...threatening to kick my trash in a rousing game of FOUR SQUARE!! HA! Who plays that anymore?! That's so totally elementary school...We're grown adults...Who am I kidding. We were gonna have a battle. Much to my sugar boogar's disappointment the ball was flat....so we had to resort to plan #2. So what's plan #2?

ahem...pogs. Yeah, I said it. POGS FOOL! It was on like donkey kong. We busted out the pogs and prepared ourselves for all out war. It was a tense 20 minutes....sweat dripping from our brows. But alas, there had to be a champion....How do you spell victory? A-L-I-C-I-A!!! That's how! Bow chicka bow wow! It was a close match. I have the pictures to prove it. But victory was mine, and oh how sweet it tasted! Too bad we're playing four square tomorrow...he's totally gonna kick my trash! That's what happens when you're hubby's 6 foot 3 compared to my staggering 5 foot 2. I don't stand a chance, don't tell him that though! Oh yeah, the kids had a blast too!

The yin yang slammer that led me to VICTORY!

Our array of pogs...totally rad!

That's my "Come here Sucka!" face
The final verdict....mine's on the left...booya!

Who??? Meee???!!!

Oh, you shouldn't have!! But I'm so frickin glad that you did!! My girl over at Orange Juice gave me this sweet award....tear. sniffle....She is the raddest gal who is completely devoted to her family. She is an amazing mother and does some of the coolest activities I've ever seen with her adorable son. Check her out!! We can all take notes from this one woman wonder! Thanks girl....I looooove you! This is a very sentimental moment for me....my first award! Now to pass on the blog love....



Rules of the game:
1. Accept the award, post it on your blog together with the name of the person who has granted the award and his or her blog link.
2. Pass the award to 15 other blogs AS MANY BLOGS AS YOU WANT, that you have newly discovered. Remember to contact the bloggers to let them know they have been chosen for this award.


So here are my new faves!

1. Dirty Laundry....she is flippin hilarious!! anyone in need of a good laugh needs to check her out! her storytelling is fantastic!

2.Buried with children ...she is a mom of multiples that always has something fun to share! and her kids are just too cute!

3. Suburb Sanity...i love this blog! she always has the funniest pictures on her blog!



There are so many more blogs that I do so adore so check back later because I'm gonna toss out a couple more!!! Many thanks to all the great people who come check out the blog and leave all those fun comments! You guys have made my blogging experience so fulfilling! Man, I'm getting all mushy...And don't forget...BACHELORETTE TONIGHT!! I can't wait to post and compare notes with everyone! WHO HAS THE GIRLFRIEND?! I can't handle the suspense anymore! Talk to you soon! Peace out yo!!

I'm in a cupcake coma....

So Jordan and I have been making more of a conscious effort to watch what we eat...Uh-huh. Yeeaaaah. By watch, I mean I watch my hand pick up the chip, swoop into the guacamole, and direct it straight into my mouth. Let's just say that some days are easier than others. Now the last few days we'd actually been doing really well! Toot Toot! We'd been really sticking to our plan....Then there was today...well, here's how it all started. A few months back, Mason got an award at school, and with the award they gave him a gift certificate to this scrumptious bakery called The Icing On The Cupcake. We decided that today we would take him in to claim his yummy treat...yeah I didn't stand a chance. I'd been there before and I knew what I was battling. Jordan and I even agreed that we would get one and split it, that's not so bad right?? Well the thing is....that didn't happen...

I just couldn't resist the sweet aroma! It hit me full force like a ton of bricks. BOOM!! Delicious butter cream frosting right to the gut! POW! Sprinkles!! Chocolate!! AHHH!! The only thing I cared about was smashing my face into a slab of deliciousness....and that's exactly what I did. I ate that Pink Delicious cupcake like my life depended on it. And in that moment I was convinced it truly did!! Here's me throwing Jordan under the bus. Homeboy didn't even stop to breath! He inhaled that cupcake like someone was gonna take it from him if he even stopped to chew! It was intense. We were sweating by the end of our feast!

I should feel guilty, but I don't!! In fact, I'm still hungry! But it was an awesome time...the boys loved their treats and we loved watching them partake in the smorgesborg!

I'm committed to being good again...so tell me why I came home with a dozen frickin cupcakes??!!! THAT'S RIGHT!! They're even better the second time around!

I'm purring right now like a cat with cream on it's whiskers.....yum yum yum...sorry I can't share with you guys...here's a picture...just imagine...it's a lot less fattenning!

Just remember, you said I could!

Let me start out this post with a little background history...My dear husband, Jordan, was a complete nay-sayer when it came to the blog. It took me quite a while to convince him that having a blog wasn't a bad thing. In April he finally gave me the green light and thus my blogging journey began. At first I had to force him to check out the blog, but as time has passed he would come home from work and tell me how much he liked my post and how he had showed the guys at work. He was starting to come around, that's right, I'm awesome like that. Then the other day, out of the blue he asks me:

"How come you never write a post about me?"

Uh, for real? Like....I'm allowed?! You really want people to know about...well I won't go there now. But in my mind it was a combination of maniacal laughing Muah ha ha! and me singing the Pussycat Dolls "Careful what you wish for cuz you just might get it!" This was like Christmas, only better! So here it is....Part 1 of the How I met my delicious piece of man meat!

Technically, we met online. Jordan will beg to differ, but that's the truth. I don't lie. And yes, he stalked me for a year before we met online. That's true too, but that's a story for another day. Our first date we were supposed to go out on New Year, and I flaked. I had been at the snow all day and it just didn't work out. Not a good start, huh? So a few days later I got a call from Jordan and he asked if we could do dinner. But I already had plans, with another guy, but asked him if he wanted to come along...yeaaahh....and he said yes! So the first time we met was at Chuck E. Cheese where I had taken my date...my adorable 2 yr old son Mason. (for those of u who I don't truly know being a single mom isn't a subject that I will blog about, sorry! just trying to protect my kiddos!) Talk about throwing him into shark infested waters!! It was lust, I mean LOVE, at first sight. I had a great night of watching Mason tear up Chuck E. Cheese, he had a great night of watching my booty as I played ski ball, before we called it a night. As we went out separate ways he left me a message asking to take me out the next night! OH FO SHO!! I saw that truck he was driving...that boy looked good!

Fast forward to the next night. Dinner for two at Macaroni Grill....drooling right now...Where we proceeded to tell each other every thing known to man that bothers us, annoys us, so on and so on. I mean we laid it all out on the table. My kinda guy. Afterward we talked in his truck for like 3 hours...he totally wanted to make out with me...but we didn't! But here he was bragging to me that he could make a sound just like a flamingo. Whatever. So I did my chicken sound (which I'm AMAZING at) and told him to 'Take that to the bank!' Booya! Then you know what I did. I farted. In his truck. Straight hot boxed it. Yup. I even warned him, which I think was really nice of me. You know what he did. NOTHING! Just laughed! Match made in heaven! We were married 55 days later. We now have 3 kids, 2 dogs, and 1 happy family!

Jordan if you're reading this don't get any ideas! I'm not gonna sing your praises all the time! Next time I'm gonna tell them about our "Honeymoon"....

I've been tagged....and I like it!

My first TAG! How exciting! Thanks Brooke for thinking of me, you rock! Brooke has an awesome blog you should check out at http://brookebtty.blogspot.com

Ok so here are the rules:

Answer the question.

Mention/link who tagged you.

Tag 6 of your favorite bloggers.

Let them know they're tagged.

Question: What 6 unimportant things make me happy?

1. Cookies n cream frozen yogurt from Big Spoon.....heaven in my mouth...
2. Watching Murder, She Wrote.....that's my all time FAVORITE show!
3. Playing bunco with the girls....4. Red Bull....I know it's bad and I shouldn't drink it...but I love it! It makes me buff...



5. Going to garage sales to find treasure!!6. School supplies...I love them, all of them!...I wish I could use my Lisa Frank Trapper Keeper still!
Ready?! Because Tag you're it!! I'm tagging...

T over at Life as a G
Jen
Whispering Writer
Natalie
Orange Juice
Lynsey