Taking care of business...

While all of you lovely people are reading this I will be on VACATION! Woopity-frickin-doo! There's nothing like a little vacation to visit the family to end a fantastic summer...But don't worry, I'll be thinking of you all the entire time. Longing for my blog **sigh** since I WON'T HAVE A COMPUTER! Vacation my patoot, this is down right torture!! So I've planned ahead and written some posts so you don't forget about me while I'm gone! Enjoy your weekend and I miss you already...I'll be back and better than ever (with some MAJOR catching up to do!)!!

Let's get started!! A fun tag and a few awards on this faboosh Friday! The lovely Aubrey over at Made you blush smacked me with a fun little tag she created herself! Here goes...

-write 5 things that make you feel sexy
-post a pic (if you dare!)
-pass it on to 5 lovely bloggers

**DISCLAIMER** Now I've never considered myself sexy. I'm not the bombshell type. I'm the funny, goofy, not afraid to fart on the first date kinda gal. So this tag was a little tough for me... but let me put on my sexy face and get this party started!

1- The way my hubby looks at me...with those 'ooohhh mamasita' eyes...you know the look I'm talking about...

2- Driving my husband's ginormous truck...

3- Getting a really good work out...

4- Fitting into my pre-children clothes...Mama's still got it! Booya!

5- Wearing yoga pants...

See...totally sexy! At least my man thinks so and that's what counts! And now I pass this onto 5 of the sexiest people I know....

Always a bridesmaid...Finally a bride!
Annie over at Chapters of our life
Step-fabulous
Bobbi over in La la land
S Club Mama over at S Club 4

The stunning Christina at Fabulous Finds Gal bestowed this sweet little award upon me! Thanks doll!! Go on over and check her out...she is quite the fashion guru! Now here are the rules...

- write 10 things we don't know about you
- pass the award on to 10 lovely bloggers

Man, I'm not good at keeping secrets...I feel like you all already know everything! But here goes!

1- I love watching UFC fights with my hubby and the crew

2- I hate wearing socks with tennis shoes...Jordan complains but if he would just learn to keep my feet out of his mouth then we wouldn't have a problem.

3- I hate Julia Roberts because my husband thinks she's hot....tramp

4- I hate the snow...

5- I went to the Fashion Institute of Design and Merchandising...

6- The word 'PORK' makes me want to vomit...blech

7- I want to have a pet pig....it's a work in progress...I'm slowly convincing Jordan it's a good idea!

8- I have a dream to one day be a contestant on the Wheel....of....FORTUNE!! I've applied twice. Just waiting for Pat to call and give me the thumbs up! Anytime you're ready Pat!

9- I'm addicted to Gossip Girl...and so is Jordan...don't lie! you are too honey!

10- I'm extremely ticklish. It's a curse. I hate it!!

Now that you know me a little better don't you love me even more? Because you really should.

And finally, thanks to my lovely lady friend Hit 40 at Sane without drugs for this very humbling award. I appreciate it so much!!! You are the best! And I can't wait to pass it on to women who inspire me...

And I choose two amazing ladies whose blogs always give me a huge smile and many laughs....

Jenny Mac over at Lets have a cocktail...
and Kelly at the Housewife Savant

Thanks for all the love peeps! Pass it forward and enjoy!! See you in a few!

Milestones suck...

It seems as if I'm always waiting for my kids to learn something new. To hit the next age benchmark per se. I remember reading What To Expect The First Year and having anxiety attacks because Mason couldn't clap at 6 months. What was wrong with him? Did he have medical issues that I didn't know about? Was I a failure as a mother?! And wasn't he supposed to be crawling by now?!! I called the doctor on the verge of hysteria, all snot faced and sobbing into the phone "MY SON DOESN'T CLAP! bwwwaahhhh!". Motherhood makes you do some stupid crazy things.

I over-analyzed EVERYTHING the first time around. The second time around I was a little less neurotic. Ok , who am I kidding, no I wasn't. At all. And Jordan if you say anything I will cut you!! Be afraid fool! The crazy runs deep in my blood I can't get rid of it. And the third time around....well, let's just say I'm not encouraging milestones at all.

I encouraged Mason to walk at such a young age and the kid went from a crawl to a RUN! And he's never stopped. He just slows down slightly when mommy remembers to crush the ritalin over his frosted frakes for breakfast. And Boogie has had such a struggle learning to talk and now that he's started, the kid never shuts his flippin pie hole and drives me straight crazy. Thank goodness they are so cute, and quiet, when they sleep.

And last but not least, Presley. You see, this is my baby and I'm really not excited for her grow up. She's clapping now. She waves hi and bye. Sigh....And now she's crawling. Is it bad that I pull her legs out from under her when she crawls?? I really don't encourage it. She's growing up way too fast. Maybe I should strap a weight to her back, that should slow her down! And I refuse to let her hold her own bottle. She NEEDS me dang it!

Milestones. Shmilestones. Pooh on them. Can't I just keep her my baby just a little bit longer? On the bright side...I can't wait to hear her say Mommy. I can't wait to take her to get mani pedis with me. I can't wait for her to wipe her own butt. Ok, so maybe there are a few milestones I can live with...Ha...come to think of it, it's gonna be Jordan that has issues with this little beauty growing up. I mean, come on, just look at this face...

Free dog! Any takers?

I'm done. I've thrown in the towel. And earlier today I made the phone calls...that's right, plural. The phone calls that make all my worries disappear...now you're wondering who I called, aren't you? Let me tell you a little bit about my day first.

There I was, lovingly preparing Little Miss Presley a wholesome breakfast when she starts to whimper. So I rush over, whisk her up from her exersaucer, and plop her on my hip. That's when I feel "IT". No. No no no no no. Oh friggin monkey butt, it is. Yup, definitely poop. The little princess had gone and caused a crime scene on her clothes, the exercauser, herself, and ME. Somehow it had worked its way down her leg and she was doing a friggin river dance to make things worse! 45 minutes, 2 baths, 2 new outfits, and 1 destroyed exersaucer later we were back in business.

So I put her in her highchair and finally start feeding her the now cold breakfast and then it hits me. The dogs!! Where are the dogs? Ok, I see Bruiser, but where on earth is Sampson? Backyard? No. Boys room? No. KITCHEN? LIVING ROOM? OH CRAP!!!

Presley's room. Mmmhhhmm.

Yeah.

Devouring the left overs of the now empty diaper genie. Breathe, Alicia, breathe....

There he was, caught red-handed (or pawed, whatever) looking at me with a chunk of diaper hanging from his mouth. I'm pretty sure I looked like one of those cartoon characters with steam coming out of their ears because let me tell you, I was TICKED!! Fuuuming mad!!

So I clean up yet another disaster and go into the kitchen to wash off, happen to peek at the clock...and WHAT THE FREAK??? It's not even TEN in the flippin MORNING and my house smells like a dang public latrine!! That's when I knew it was going to be a very. very. long day. And that my friends, is when I picked up the phone and called Jordan. I explained to him very calmly that he has a vasectomy scheduled Monday morning because we are never having any more children and that I'm hanging up my bucket and mop and taking a few days off.

Following that call, I called Aleada. Aleada is a gift from above. Aleada is a true bearer of all things happy and lemony fresh scented. Aleada is my awesome housekeeper that I treat myself to now and again. Aleada is coming first thing Wednesday morning. Ahhhhh. Aleada is my favorite.

I'm over it...

Blaaahhh...I'm so over the bachelorette!BUT...since I did waste two months of my Monday nights watching her suck face with a bunch of fraternity boozehags America's most eligible bachelors, I figured the least I could do was wrap this trainwreck up with a nice big bow and send it off.

First she "breaks Kiptyn's heart" by sending him home after sparkin' with the guy for the last few days. I'm pretty sure they exchanged a total of five words and 8 gallons of saliva. Blech. I'm sure he's completley heart broken in San Diego....or he's surrounded by beach babes who are trying to "make him feel better"...ya know what I mean? Plus I'm thinking he may be the next bachelor...

Then, Reid makes his lame attempt at winning her back. Um. You told the girl you like her 'this much' and held out your arms. Screams maturity! If that doesn't say I'm ready for a long term relationship then I don't know what does. And yeah, I felt bad for the guy, but I'm sure he can do better than Jillian. No offense to her, but after the last 2 months I don't see what all the fuss is about.

Last but not least...Ed. I'm pretty sure he just seduced her with his amazing gams in those bitty bitty shorts. And how come I never noticed the guy has a lisp?! What the heck?! I just loved when he said that he loved her with "Every bone in his body"**snicker** Every bone, Ed? Ya sure about that? That's not what she said! HAAAA! I'm funny...

All in all I'm glad its Ed she ended up with. He seems like a stand-up guy and truth be told I think they'd make some cute babies. I can't wait to find out more tomorrow night on the after the rose ceremony, because as much as I protest I'll still totally watch it! But in all honesty, I'd rather be writing about the random things going through my mind right now like.....

1- I wish Jordan was a cowboy. I read this sappy western romance novel (shut up, don't judge me) called Visions of Ransom Lake and now I want to make Jordan wear wranglers and his cowboy boots, start calling me Miss, and maybe chop some wood without a shirt on...Shortmama knows what I'm talking about!! She's all about her cowboy! Wrangler butts drive me nuts!

2- I think Mason has IBS...because that kid made some serious doo doo butter today. I mean, yikes, holy colon cleanse.

3- I need to toughen up some. Last night I made Jordan get out of bed at 1:30 because I was convinced someone was under the bed. No joke. I was terrified. The funny thing is, he did it, without even asking a question. Am I really that weird?

4- Gluten free "bread" tastes like a soggy milk bone. Remind me NEVER to eat it again. I'm pretty sure I spit up in my mouth just a little. I'd kill for a tray of brownies right now. Or a cupcake. Mmmmmm....

A night of passion...

Swoooooon....Last night was enchanting. Seriously magical. The hubs and I, sans kids, went out to Reno to be enticed by the sweet sounds of Il Divo. And let me tell you...we were enticed and entertained all night long!!


Apparently the Il Divo concert was the place to be last night. The hip crowd was there in full affect, hearing aids turned up and loafers shined to the max. The average age of the party animals around us had to be around 65 (no joke). They were tossing back shots of Ensure into the wee hours of the early evening like they were going out of style. We could barely hang!

The music, however, was incredible! We had awesome seats and were fortunate enough to make our way down to the front row. Whoop whoop!! They put on an amazing show and the only thing that could have made it better was if the gentleman in front of us would have stopped passing hot mustard with a touch of deviled egg stink bombs our way. Sweet mother of Abraham Lincoln my eyes were watering and I'm pretty sure he singed all the hair in my nostrils. Pun-gent.

I think my favorite line of the night had to be when Guido (that's what we call him) asked the crowd in a sexy spanish accent: "Did you miss me?.... Did you miss....my curl?" The guy seriously has the best hair EVER!!

I even attempted to make Jordan jealous by letting this guy come down and grab my hand (yes that's my hand he's holding) while he sang to me. He even threw in a "Hi there...*wink*" (jealous?)


...but my husband was busy being enchanted by Guido who cast a spell on him by waggling his perfectly sculpted eyebrows at him...he's hypnotizing, isn't he?


BUT....the best part of the evening had nothing to do with the actual singing...let me preface this with a little background. The groupies of Il Divo are, um, different. Let's just say they're not the kind I'd like waiting for me back at the bus. One of these ladies took it upon herself to provide the fellas with a little entertainment of her own during one of the songs. Sorry for the crappy video!! Just look for the flailing body that's "dancing"... you won't regret it....



So all in all it was an awesome night! The ol' ball and chain and I had a blast screaming like little girls at a Jonas brothers concert and it gave us an excuse to be all kissy kissy face with each other. Plus I learned some pretty sweet dance moves...

Taking care of business...

I've been kind of sporadic with my blogging lately thanks to my computer taking a dump...but I'm back and I've got some things to take care of! Thanks to Equidae for the lovely blog award!! She is such an amazing gal with a true heart of gold! Go on and visit her and tell her I sent you!


I'm going to pass this award onto my lady Kristy over at Orange Juice...because I love her so dearly and she lets me harass her everyday via email!

And thanks to my blog buddy Amy over at Just add Walter for these two AWESOME awards!!


I'm going to pass the first one over to Aubrey at Made you Blush because she always has something positive to say to lift my spirit!! Congrats doll!


And I'm going to pass the second on to my partner in crime over at Brooke In Wonderland! But I'm only giving this to her as bribery so she'll come home!!!


Last but not least...thanks to the hilarious Confused Homemaker for this next award! If you've never read her blog go and check it out, she's a riot!



I'm bestowing this gem upon the one and only Oofa Luffa Le Brooke!! This girl just makes me smile and we were destined to be friends!

So thanks and congrats! You guys are the best!!! Come back in a bit...I'm posting all about last night and the crazies we encountered at the Il Divo concert...you won't want to miss it!!

Bow chika bow wow....

Ever since my magical love affair with my husband began, it has been amazing. Just oozing with romance I tell ya. Kissy kissy face. Rainbows and puppies and all that crap. I couldn't think of a better way to meet someone than online. Very not creepy stalker-ish at all. And who needs candlelight and roses on a date when you can go to Chuck E. Cheese on your first date instead...definitely sets the mood.

I'll never forget our exotic honeymoon. We drove to Utah, with our 2 yr old son, and Jordan's BFF Dizzle, to stay with my SIL (who I had never met, but now absolutely ADORE), in her basement (definitely not a boom boom room!ha!)....and here's the best part... Jordan went snowmobiling for 3 days while I hung out with my brand spanking new in laws! I think I saw him for like a total of 4 hours that whole time. ROOOOMANTIC! ***Disclaimer: he did end up making up for said 'honeymoon' with an amazing trip after, but that's neither here nor there.***

So you see what I mean...I'm swooning over here ladies! He always says the sweetest things to me too. Like today, he calls from work and says...

Him: Are you excited?
Me: For what?
Him: That you're gonna let me suck your big toe tonight, because ya know, daddy can suck a mean foot!
Me: (hangs up)

Then as I'm laying on the floor he says...

Him: I didn't know we were in Egypt.
Me: What the heck are you talking about?
Him: All this camel toe I see.

Thanks honey, way to make a girl weak in the knees. Sometimes he doesn't need words at all. Who can forget this tender illustration he made for me?

Yeah, it says I wanna bite your butt....bite marks and all... mmmhhhmmmm.

And to think, he's all mine. I'm a lucky girl. So why am I reflecting on all of this? Because my little Casanova decided to surprise me and get tickets to go to Reno to see these guys....

And this....is just another way my man's so dang romantic...because he'll take me to do the things he knows I love, even though it wouldn't be his first choice. In case you haven't heard Il Divo, they are AMAZING! (I have a very very broad taste in music). So this is where I will be tomorrow night...swooning over my man while listening to these incredible voices...I had better go to Wal-Mart and get some granny panties for Jordan to throw on stage while he screams like a pubescent teeny bopper. It's gonna be fabulous. Jordan if you're reading this...I love you...grrrr

In case any of you are DYING to hear Il Divo, and I'm sure you all are...here's me and my man's song...enjoy!

Move over Posh Spice....

First off, I FINALLY fixed my blasted internet at home! BOOYA! So I will be back and commenting away on your amazing blogs ASAP! Secondly, thanks for all the amazing birthday wishes, you guys rock! And last but not least, hello to all the new readers, I'm so excited you're here! Now, I have something very important to tell you all.

Ahem.

I am officially a soccer mom. Mmmhhmm.

My day has arrived.

Bring on the refs, the team moms, and the Saturday morning extravaganzas. I'm ready, and let me tell you, I was born ready. Ever since I had Mason I've longed after this day. I can't wait to stand on the sideline yelling at Mason to get his thumb out of his butt and GET THE DANG BALL cheering Mason on. I can't wait for the ref to make a bad call so I can say something like "Hey ref! You might wanna check your answering machine, because you've been missing calls all day!" And I'm sure the coach will really appreciate me weighing in with my completely non-existent extensive knowledge of the game. I've seen Bend it like Beckham, I know how the game works, ok?

I've made a checklist of the things I need to get, like a really obnoxious chair to put on the sidelines with Mason's number embroidered on the back. Something that screams 'my kid is better than yours'. But in a subtle tasteful fashion.

Mason has already expressed a great desire to be the goalie. I suggested to him that I could help him practice by kicking balls at his face. You know, so he could learn how to block! He didn't think it was such a great idea. It was worth a shot though.

I wonder what color the uniforms are so I can color coordinate our outfits? Hmmm, that would be good to know. Hopefully it's not something that clashes with red since I'm planning on collecting quite a few red cards this season. Because you see, here's the thing...I'm known to be a little bit of a mama bear. So this is fair warning to all the moms that may cross paths with me on the field: check you piehole when it comes to my kid. I'm not too proud to be kicked off the field for throwing down! But I'm sure in something as civilized as rec soccer all the adults will behave appropriately and not become stage mothers, right?

Practices start in 2 weeks and I Mason couldn't be more excited! And I can't wait to be there with him every step of the way. Orange slices in one hand, capri suns in the other...it's gonna be fabulous! I still can't believe my baby's growing up...So move over Posh, because there's a new mom in town!

Daddy can suck a mean foot!!

Ahhh, the bachelorette tell all...what an awesome birthday gift that was! The return of the cheese arse, the almighty man code, and the behind-the-scene gas passing...what an education experience tonight was!

Let me start with the self proclaimed belligerent foaming at the mouth drunk alpha male, David. He creeps me out with those beady little eyes, but that beard was dis.gus.ting. I didn't think he could get any worse, apparently I was wrong!! And man, did that little firecracker have an opinion on EVERYTHING! I wanted him to shut his friggin piehole and let some one else get in a word or two. I couldn't believe that he didn't feel he did anything wrong when he got all handsy with Jillian and lusted over her lady lumps. NO WONDER YOU'RE SINGLE YOU CHESTER THE MOLESTER! You're dirty! He probably stinks too...I bet he perspires Jack Daniels. Blech. I hope I never have to lay my delicate eyes on his freaky face again.

Now Jake...Apparently the guys did not like him, but I'll tell you what....every female in America did (with the exception of me, I'm happily married to my little fox of a man....grrr). They picked that poor guy apart. It's so sad to me that a good man with an honorable set of morals is now the odd one out. He's considered weird for not being a boob grabbin-sailor mouthed-frat guy walking around in a drunken stupor. I'll take weird anyday then! And for the record, I haven't watched a rated R movie in almost 4 years! More power to you Jake! Ok. I'm stepping off my soap box now.

Juan....grow a pair. The end.

Wes?? I didn't see him there...he must have been playing for his fans fan in Chihuahua, Mexico. I hope he crawls under a rock and stays there for years to come. But that video montage?! PRICELESS!!! And to all the lame losers that were coming to Wes's defense in honor of "man code", another red flag as to why you're single.

Tanner P. I don't care what anyone says, I like you. Anyone who gets excited about mango-mango and call pull off saying "Daddy can suck a mean toe!" is grade A as far as I'm concerned!! HILARIOUS!! Probably my favorite line of the night!!!

All in all it wasn't as scandalous as I was hoping for. I didn't really learn anything new, EXCEPT... that these poor guys have gas at all the wrong times! I almost piddled my pants watching all the funny out takes of them crop dusting all over the place! And Jillian REALLY likes peperoni. Did anyone else get uncomfortable watching that? I felt like I should give her a moment alone with her peperoni. Maybe Ed should just cover himself in peperoni and their little "issue" will be solved! I'll shoot him an email and let him know my brilliant idea!

As far as next week is concerned...sigh...Reid comes back. Of course he would. PREDICTABLE! But did you see the cracker jacks ring he was holding?! C'mon man...you're trying to impress the girl!! Shoot a ring pop would have been better than that! But I'm so excited for next week, it's kind of pathetic actually...what did you guys think?

Happy Birthday to Meeeeeeeeeeeeeee....

HOLLA!! Let me get this item of business out of the way so I can dedicate the rest of this post to myself....it's my BIRTHDAY, so I'm allowed!! WOOO! Alright, here goes...

First off, a HUGE thanks to Kristin for being so willing to donate one of her awesome pieces so we could enjoy a sweet giveaway. If you haven't checked out her shop PLEASE go do so, she's so talented! Dim the lights, may I have the envelope please? And the winner of the bird cage charm necklace is.......VALENTINE!!!! And the crowd goes wild!! Thanks to all those who participated, I'm so thankful to have such an awesome group of readers! Suckers! I mean, thank you...

Now, let's talk about me...26 years ago today, everything went downhill the world became a better place. The heaven's parted and my parents were graced with a screaming bundle of crazy that would give them grief for years to come a darling baby girl that would be the sunshine in their lives. Now that baby girl has transformed into a bigger bundle of crazy a responsible young woman and has been the source of many therapy visits the source of endless happiness to all those around her. Don't you love talking about me? This is just great...

I had a fantastic BDW (birthday weekend) and Jordan spoiled me to my heart's content. We are officially broke, but hey, I had fun and that's what counts. Being the awesome hubby that he is he took me shopping and got me all kinds of neat clothing and accessories. My favorite being the one below....Yes, that's a necklace with a gun, bullet, and grenade. Romantic isn't he?
He even took me to a health food restaurant so I could enjoy a gluten free vegan meal. I'd like to say it was delicious but I'd be lying. On the bright side it didn't give me muddbutt, so I'll take it! He even made me an allergy friendly dinner tonight consisting of Mac & Chreese. No that's not a typo. Chreese?! What the heck is CHREESE!!!????

Disgusting that's what it is! Sorry honey. A for effort, but vomit in my mouth that chreese was rancid. Plus, I got to spend the entire weekend with good friends, what could be better than that? I'll tell you what would be better! Josh Groban serenading me with a Happy Birthday song....that's what.

Thanks for all the warm birthday wishes!! You guys rock! I'm off to go have a non-dairy eating, gluten free, forget about a cake birthday! BOOYA!!

Sleeping Beauty

You know, here at the House Of Cline we don't ask much of our friends. Just that they be loyal, fun, bring over delicious snacks, have stellar dance moves, lend a compassionate ear, lend us money, give good advice, bake delicious brownies....you know the normal stuff. Oh, and one more. That they STAY AWAKE when hanging out.

Tonight, Bobby (Brooke's hubby) made the mistake of passing out on the floor after a riveting movie night watching the crappiest Nicolas Cage movie ever that wasted 2 hours of my life and killed a few brain cells while somehow incorporating giant angel butterflies the greatest movie ever. This just doesn't fly in our house! Oh no siree bob! We stayed up late!! It was at least past ten! He should have known better... but thankfully he didn't and we were able to have some fun! SUCKER! Go on and take a gander at the lovely Sleeping Beauty...

Aww...look at the little guy...he's all tuckered out. Sucks for him! Let the makeover begin!

Isn't she a great wife, pampering her man?

Sleeping Beauty didn't even TWITCH the entire time.
Passed out cold. At least he looks pretty!

The final product! Stunning isn't it?

I really think that Wet & Wild (yeah, I still own it!)
Summer Splash is his color, wouldn't you agree?

Come to think of it, I'm not sure if it was a punishment as much as it was an improvement. He looks faboosh! He lucked out because we almost slathered him in the dog's liver paste so they could go to town on him, but we decided to take it easy on him this time. However, I think we made our point clear! HA! Take that!! And even if we didn't, it was fun while it lasted.

On a side note: The movie The Knowing. Piece o' poop. Seriously bad. I love Sci Fi, but sweet mother of Abraham Lincoln this was just straight garbage! And Nicolas Cage officially creeps me out. Ok, that's all I had to say. I feel better now.

The Queen's Proclamation

ATTENTION ALL CLINE HOUSEHOLD RESIDENTS! Please read the attached memo:

For starters, I love you children so dearly, and that is why I'm warning you I'm giving you some tips. Contrary to popular belief, I don't like being woken up by two crazies dressed like cowboys jumping on my bed and shooting cap guns in my ears. Weird, I know. Might I suggest something a little more toned down like perhaps a chilled Red Bull on ice? That would be splendid! And if you could refrain from building towers on my backside while I'm sleeping that would ensure that you survive another day be so nice.

And while I know you may not appreciate my style of decor, please leave the decorating to me. The monopoly money strewn across the house mixed with army men, cars, and every other possible toy you own isn't exactly the look I was going for. So I would be so grateful if you would refrain from redecorating while I'm ignoring you and laying in bed I'm busy cleaning the house. Thanks, I knew you'd understand.

Daughter, this one's for you. I know you love me and that's why you insist on pulling my hair and scratching my face when daddy puts you in bed with us, and while I think it's sweet, I think daddy might appreciate it a little more than I do. So if you could claw his face that would be fantastic.

Oh, and Presley? One more thing. You know the way you splatter painted all over your onesie today and then spit up everywhere when I was trying to get you out of that foul onesie?....that's another one of those things that daddy might appreciate a little more than me, so go ahead and save that for him next time!

Jordan. Dear sweet husband that you are. The half hour back rub was a fantastic way to start the day. And sleeping in was indeed a wonderful treat. However, when I have a major wedgie and have yet to pick it, the polite thing would be to tell me or even pull my skivvies out. I found it a little in-polite when you came up my rear and said "looks like somebody's hungry. nom nom nom!".

Thank you for letting me lay the smackdown taking all of this advice, for your own safety I'm sure you will put it to use tomorrow.

Love,
Her Majesty

DISCLAIMER: This post may or may not have been written during a PMS fueled, chocolate (and every other delicious food) lacking, waiting for the Ritalin to kick in, too friggin early in the morning moment.

Mmmmmm lettuce...again...

I officially hate my bowels and greatly dislike Dr. X. But on the bright side, I'm not on this journey alone (more on that later). So it's been almost 3 weeks since Dr. X rained on my parade and laid the smack down on my bowels. Since finding out I have IBS, am lactose intolerant, and have allergies to seafood I've totally re-vamped my diet. Oh, did I mention I'm not a meat eater? Thankfully I've stopped having spontaneous hothole things have gotten a lot better in some areas. BUT...and there's always a but...other symptoms are still showing and I've been so bloated that I look 6 months pregnant! No joke.

So another chat with the doctor and guess what he says....I HAVE ALLERGIES TO GLUTEN!! You're kidding, right?! No. Not kidding. Curses bad words and more curses. But because I don't have any friggin choice like the good girl I am I followed Dr. X's orders and today was my first official day 100% gluten free (and dairy and every other delicious food in the world). And you know what? It was faaaabulous! No bloating, no crazy trips to the porcelain throne, no hot mustard gas. Maybe I should write Dr. X a thank you card, with love, from my bowels.

It's been an adjustment switching over to a pretty strict vegan diet, but I'll have to admit I feel so much healthier! Plus my kids are totally eating so much better too! And I don't think I've ever eaten so much rabbit food fruits and veggies in my entire life. Luckily I live close to several health food markets so I've been able to spend a buttload of money find some awesome vegan products so that I can actually eat something other than lettuce.

The bright side to this....due to what I found out at the doctor, a friend of mine recently went in to her doctor because she had been experiencing similar symptoms and never knew that there was a cause behind it until I got diagnosed. Guess what? She's allergic too!! At least we get to starve together find new great foods together, like this organic gluten-free non-dairy rice dream "ice cream" I'm eating right now! Whoop whoop! So thanks for all the kind words and suggestions! If any of you happen to have some vegan recipes you'd like to share I would love to try them out!!

On a random note...did anyone catch America's Got Talent?! AWESOME!! Of course it's awesome, the Hoff is on it...he's such a dreamboat...swoon.

Jillian, will you accept this rose?

Taking care of business...

In case you haven't heard, I'm a Kreativ Blogger! Thanks to the lovely Jennifer over at It's a Beauty Filled Life for this peach of an award!!

Rules:
• Thank the person who nominated you for the award
• Copy the logo and place it on your blog
• Link to the person who nominated you for this award
• List seven things about yourself that people might find interesting
• Nominate and post links to the seven Kreativ Bloggers you nominate
• Leave a comment on each of the blogs, letting them know they have been nominated

Alrighty then....7 interesting things:

1- I have 4 tattoos....yeah, I'm a rebel.
2- I have a deep rooted fear of clowns.
3- My all time favorite show is Murder, she wrote....don't hate! That show rocks!!
4- I love old Mel Brooks movies...young frankenstein anybody?
5- I can burp on command.
6- I make bomb enchiladas.
7- I'm allergic to hair dye, but I dye my hair anyway!! Don't ask....it's a long story.

So I'm breaking the rules (refer to #1- I'm a rebel) and I'm only passing this on to one. And I choose....drumroll puh-lease....Atlanta over at Life(ish). She's my hysterical sister in law and i love her blog! (even though I would love it more if you posted pictures of me, just sayin'). Go over and say hi!

And a huge huge HUGE thank you to Lori over at Lady Sunflower for this next award. She took it upon herself to create an award to give to some of her favorite blogs (toot, toot! that's my whistle I'm blowing! BOOYA!) and I'm so honored that she chose me. If you haven't checked out her blog before you totally should! She always has the most amazing art and photos posted and she loves to switch things up constantly! It's always a surprise over there! So give her some sweet blog lovin!
Thanks again! I truly appreciate all the love and support! And please don't forget to enter the giveaway! The talented Kristin over at Just Peachy Handmade Jewels & Treasures has supplied us with an awesome giveaway!! Go check it out!

The not-so-fantasy suite night....

Well it was that time of the week again...time for another fool to suck face with Jillian one last time before getting the proverbial boot! Let's start at the beginning, shall we?

Kiptyn- Yeah I can't make up my mind on this guy. I can't fully trust that he's really emotionally invested in her. There's something off about him and I can't quite put my finger on it. Maybe it was the creepy way they kept winking at eachother...it gave me the heebie jeebies. And as far as their date was concerned it bothered me to watch Jillian be the damsel in distress. You're on a friggin rope course with a harness keeping you from plunging to certain death...get your panties out of a bunch and get on top the dang totem pole! And watching them be kissy kissy face makes me cringe. He looks like he's trying to eat her face. Blech. I knew she would keep him...but will she pick him?

Reid- Dear, sweet, Reid. Way to shoot yourself in the foot!! When a girl asks you a question 1,487 times it probably because she WANTS AN ANSWER....and I mean an answer other than 'Ya, you know...'. And avoiding the question by making out with her isn't going to work. But I guess you found that out didn't you?! At least you got a little tubbie time action before she threw you out on your hinney...that's not a bad consolation prize I suppose. Keep your head up Reid, and remember....They say love, it don't come easy....

Ed- Oy.....where to begin? How about those shorts?! Or lack there of...I mean, really?? I couldn't take my eyes off of those things! It was really sweet of Jillian to let Ed borrow her shorts, but yikes, it was just a tad distracting. I was terrified that his cash and prizes might fall out! But on a side note....his thighs were almost as nice as Jillian's! It was way sweet of him to bring his parents out though. You can tell it was really important to make this happen for Jillian. And as for the boom boom room drama. Was I the only one that though it wasn't that big a deal?! So he didn't sleep with you...um, ok, that's a bad thing why? Personally I thought it showed a great deal of character and respect on his part. Weird. If she wanted to be treated like trash she could have kept Wes around. And he dropped the L word. With a capital L. Ohh la la! The boys got some gumption! Hopefully he can redeem himself in her eyes because I'm totally rooting for Ed!

But you know what really has me excited?! THE TELL ALL!! I can't wait for the return of the cheese arse, the drunken trucker, the foot freak, the two timing cowboy, and the rest of the gang! WOO HOO! I hope some punches get thrown!! I can't wait to hear all the juice!! Man, I really need a life...so what did you think?! And Kip or Ed? Hmmm.....

Ps- Don't forget to enter the giveaway!
Pss- So I found out today that on top of being lactose intolerant, allergic to seafood, and having IBS.....I'm also allergic to gluten! this royally sucks monkey butt...I'd drown my sorrows in ice cream, but I can't. Boo.

Cheap panties and produce!

My mind took a mental blog vacation this weekend (must have been a side effect from the brutal wasp attack)....so instead here are some random pictures from our weekend! Enjoy...

Mason and Uncle Dizzle showing off their amazingly sculpted bods...I never knew Dizzle had such nice ta-tas!


Little Miss Presley showing off her brand new teeth! She FINALLY cut her bottom two front teeth. If you squint really hard and tilt your head slightly to the left you can sort of see them...


Apparently Boogie is so neglected he feels the need to revert back to an infant so Mommy will baby him...he's a cute little turd...


Denio's Farmer's Market!! WOOO! We got some yummy and dirt cheap produce...and the kids got fake AK-47's. Every one wins! Did I mention why the kids wanted AK 47's? It may or may not have something to do with their father's sick obsession and massive gun collection desire to be just like Daddy! yay.


We discovered this diamond in the rough! Who knew the farmer's market had such a fine and quite extensive selection of dirt cheap skivvies and over the shoulder boulder holders women's unmentionables made out of nasty polyester blends the finest silk around...


REMEMBER THESE?! I'm pretty sure we still have one with an eagle on it!! I was tempted to buy the snow leapord blanket, but somehow mustered enough will power to resist it.


Ahh....the market place. My favorite! We loaded up on all the delicioso Mexican candy we could shove in our bag....and did you know I can get a Raider's pinata for only $9?! I may have to splurge and get one for my birthday...


So there you have it. I'm gonna go eat some pelon pelo rico (amazing tamarindo candy) and snuggle with my muy caliente man...AY PAPI! Can't wait to hash out the bachelorette with everyone tomorrow!! And don't forget to enter the GIVEAWAY!

We've Got a Piper Down!!

This is Jordan (Alicia's Husband) posting an important message for Alicia!

***I couldn't let him post this blasphemy without editing it first!....alicia**
While she was walking barefoot to the neighbor's house (which I've warned her about I don't know how many times because walking barefoot is dirty), (actually I had socks on, thank you very much) she was bitten by something! She came running into the house hopping like a wounded animal. (I was a wounded animal...in excruciating pain!) After jumping around and mumbling incoherently for what seemed like the longest minute ever, she finally sat down and showed me her 'wound'. All that whining for one tiny red dot! (a deep tear to my tender flesh throbbing in pain) She insisted that I go hop with her out to the front lawn. So hopping we go, we find two GIANT wasps on the lawn. Terrified, she looks at me like she's going to spell out her last will and testament and says..."what if I die?!" She tells me "I'll give Sampson and Bruiser to Tim and Courtney..." and as she is thinking of all the things she can give away, I blurt out..."HEY! I'm still alive, REMEMBER!" (what if I was allergic?! he didn't know if I was or wasn't!) So she hops back into the house and Googles wasp sting pictures and says "I totally did"!

So she turns around and falls to the floor insisting that I tend to her every need. And of course, like the strong husband I am who is not about to taken advantage of and tend to her whining...I immediately get her an ice pack to put on her 'wound' to keep the swelling down. So apparently I grabbed the biggest ice pack ever and it wasn't good enough. I resorted to four ice cubes in a sandwich baggy filled with water. She's quite now and stopped whining...kind of. (The least he could have done is rubbed my back while the poisonous wasp serum crept it's way through my blood system)

She wanted me to post a note in case this is her final goodbye...or she ends up on the ground milking this for a while. Send your love and support. (Actually he was pointing at me laughing while telling me he was going to tell everyone about this, but you can still send your love and support...I'll need it while I'm in this fragile state.)

ps- dear jordan, if you ever try to taint my blog with your vile words i will unleash the beast. just remember....you mess with the bull, you get the horns...so stay clear of my little piece of cyberworld, ya dig?
love, your wife

To quote Beyonce....I'm a survivor!

Mama Kat's writer's workshop: #3 Describe a difficult moment you have survived...

Life is good. I have no complaints. In fact, I always wondered how I was so lucky to end up how I did....because I'll be honest, if you would have asked me 5 years ago where I thought I'd be, I never would have guessed I'd be married to my scrumptious man meat and be a mother of 3.

When my oldest was just shy of a year I made the decision to leave where I was living and move home with mom. Truly a humbling experience. But it was more than leaving my home. It was leaving my job, my family, my friends, my life.....and my son's birth father. Now I wasn't moving the next town over. I was moving a good 7 hours away. I knew what it meant to take my baby so far away, and that was exactly why I was doing it.

For those of you who read the blog regularly you know I don't go into this topic too often, so sorry if I keep it vague, it's my little piece of life I don't like to share. So on with the story...It was gonna be hard. Of course I had my mom, but other than that I was alone. Just me and the little guy. But I knew in my heart that I was doing what was best for my baby. I was securing his future while protecting him from the present...and one day he would see that. I realized as I packed everything I could fit into my car and hit the road that I was the only hope this little boy had. If I didn't do what was best for him, no one would. So I left. We had some rough times, the little man and I. I got up for work at 3:30 every morning and went to school at night. This way I could spend my day with my baby. It began to take a toll on me.

I was exhausted. I was broke. Being a single mom to a one year old, working, going to school, and paying for daycare wasn't exactly the high life. And dealing with the aftermath of leaving didn't make things easier. Just thinking about that makes me sick. But after being there almost a year I landed a better job, with better hours and pay and took a semester off school. Things were starting to look up. Then I met Jordan......(this is the part where the heavens open and angels sing)

We'd barely been dating for two weeks at this point and we were making plans for the evening. I remember telling him I couldn't get a babysitter because I only had $20 until Tuesday...and it was only Thursday. The next day he paid my day care and my bills. I didn't know how to respond to that. So I married him. Just kidding...but really, it was hard. But as he slipped my ring on my finger a mere month and a half later and vowed to take care of 'us'...I realized it didn't have to be hard. The hard days were gone. We were a family. He loved us. He would protect us. And my oh my, how he has....

Useless crap about me you NEED to know...

What's a meme tag? I think I'm doing one right now! The lovely beth over at be careful what you wish for tagged me with this little beauty.

Here are the rules:
1. Respond and rework; answer the questions on your blog, replace one question that you dislike with a question of your invention, add one more question of your own.
2. Tag other people.Sounds simple enough, right?

What is your current obsession? Um...I'm doing it!! I'm totally obsessed with blogging!

What are you wearing today? A white v neck with a purple ruched back tank top with torn up jeans...I look fly yo.

What’s for dinner? I have no clue! The family is in town, so whatever restaurant they feel like going to. I'm hoping Cheesecake factory...mmmm.

What would you eat for your last meal? An entire wheel of cheese followed by a tub of cookies and cream frozen yogurt.

What are you listening to right now? My kids wrestling while watching Dora.

If you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go? Back to my nice warm bed....I'd even invite the hubs....bow chika bow wow

Which language do you want to learn? Vietnamese, so I could eavesdrop in the nail salon!

What do you love most about where you currently live? The people here are awesome!! It's such a family oriented place and my neighborhood is like something out of Leave it to Beaver. No joke!

What style is your current home decorated in? Does lego's with a touch of toy story count?

If you were a time traveler what era would you live in? Totally in the 50s, when I could dress all rockabilly and watch Elvis while he was still in his prime.

What is your favorite color? Cerulean....it's a crayola crayon color and it's bee-yoo-tiful

What is your favorite piece of clothing in your own wardrobe? Does my wedding ring count?

What were you doing ten years ago? Thoroughly enjoying the summer before senior year by working at Starbucks and taking a road trip to Texas with a good friend where we completely tore up the town and went crazy had a nice time seeing the sights.

If you had $300 now, what would you spend it on? Some new clothes from H&M.

What are you going to do after this? Go visit my sister!

What are your favorite films? Boondock Saints, East of Eden, Goonies, History of the World

Your favorite books? Dharma Punx, Suite Francais...and of course Twilight...yeah, I said it!

Do you collect anything? Nope, I'm an equal opportunity kinda gal, I like everything.

What makes you follow a blog? Usually if I find them funny or a good resource for my kids.

What was the most enjoyable thing you did today? Listen to my kids sing Poisen By Bill Bev Devoe....friggin hilarious...especially because Levi can't say Poisen. It sounds, well lets just say its not a word I want him singing in public.

Ann's Question:What makes you comment on a blog? Finding the posts interesting and having fun pictures.

Amy's Question:What is your favorite thing to do when you have some free time? I don't get it...what's free time? I would have to say watch my shows.

Annissa's Question:As you know I homeschool -- If you could would you? Do you agree with homeschooling? I'm not patient enough, but even if I was I wouldn't do it. Personally I think it's good for my kids to go out and get interaction with others. I don't agree with homeschooling, but at the same time, I don't have any bad feelings towards it. It's just not for me.

Tonya's Question:What is a talent you wished you had? I wish I could sing....good!

Kyooty's Question: If you could be any other animal other then Human, what would you be? A dog. They live the good life.

Carrin's Question: Rush just told me that by 2042, white people will be the minority. Do you believe that? Would that be a big deal to you? I can believe it, but what's it matter?

isabel's Question: Would you want your blog to be as popular as Dooce? What would be some of the pros and cons? Of course I would want my blog to be popular, how flattering would that be?! But realistically I don't have the time to dedicate to blogging, much to my dismay. It would be great because I could help out by bringing in some extra cash, but I wouldn't want it to be at the expense of my family.

Alicia's Question:What fad do you wish was popular again? Totally the puff paint and splatter paint t shirts! Those rocked!!

Aren't you so glad you know all that about me now! I bet you will sleep soooo much better tonight! I'm passing this doozy on over to Taylor over at Totally Tay! Go do it!

Well now what?!

I've spent the last few months of my life praying that Jillian dump Wes off at the nearest rodeo and now he's gone! HALLELUJAH! But don't forget...he's coming out with a new single, so all of you in Chihuahua, Mexico be on the lookout for it! But seriously could that guy have been a bigger creep?! Some of the things he said didn't even surprise me were so vulgar! For example...

I'll be home having lots of sex......blech. gag. vomit.

Goodbye Wes. Have a blast on your radio tour with Laurel. I'd wish you luck, but I'd be lying. Actually I'm very happy to not have to write about you ever again! Moving on...

Yay for Ed! I'm so glad their romance is rekindling....bow chika bow wow! Oh and the whole "we're sleeping in out clothes" thing....yeah. right. I totally believe that. Or not.

As for Kyp and Reid...they're kind of on the back burner for me right now. I'm liking Ed for her. But the previews have me stumped! What happens?! What's the drama?! I can't wait any longer!

Why can't I wear a ruffled swimsuit?!

You know what I miss about being 6? Being able to wear a one piece swim suit with an attached ruffled skirt and people thinking it's cute. Those were the days! You know what else I miss? Being flat chested and people thinking it's cute. One more thing...I miss pig tails. The ones that sit right on top of your head with the big obnoxious bows...why can't I wear those anymore?!

As we hung out and bbq-ed on the 4th I had such a blast watching the kids destroy my house play, laugh, and just be so care free. They ran around with popsicle stains on their clothes and dirt smears on their faces and they looked so dang cute! I found myself thinking how nice that would be...

For some reason when I walk out the door with toothpaste dried on my shirt and baby spit up dribbling down my back it's not so cute. Weird, I know! Apparently some people don't appreciate the finer fashion that comes with motherhood. And if I walked out in a ruffled one piece my husband would disown me it wouldn't be so cute. It'd be funny though! And just think of how comfortable I would be...Sigh....if only I were six...Maybe I should bring back the ruffled skirt...or maybe the pig tails. It could be the next big thing! What do you think? Take a look for yourself...(sorry for the crappy picture, my camera died before I could take another one)
ps- bachelorette tonight!!! booya!!
pss- sorry if i haven't stopped by your blog recently...the fams in town and my bloggin time is minimal!!

From me to you....

It's giveaway time!! In pre-celebration for my birthday (mark your calenders...July 20th) we are doing a giveaway!!

Kristin from Just Peachy Handmade Jewels & Treasures, has an awesome shop set up over at ArtFire and she has so generously given to me a piece from her collection to give to one lucky reader!! She is a full time jewelry designer/maker and mom to two lovely little girls. She is self taught and most of her design inspiration comes from Mother Nature. Please go check out her shop, it's amazing!

Alright ladies, here's what's at stake....
An adorable bird cage charm necklace!

And here are the rules....

1. Go check out her shop and let me know what you're favorite piece is.

2. Leave me a comment letting me know you're in on the fun.

3. You don't have to follow, but I'd love if you did

That's it!! You have until midnight on July 19th to get in on the fun....yeah I know it's a long time, but hey, it's my birthday, it's my rules, but it's YOUR GIFT!! Whoop whoop!! Good luck ladies, thanks for playing (and reading) along!

I soak in my awesomeness bath every night....

I've been awarded the most awesome award!! My girl Kristy over at Orange Juice found me worthy... BOOYA! Go check her out, she has awesome giveaways and amazing hands on craftivities for all you moms out there..in short, she's flippin awesome!



So before I pass this award along, I get to tell you 7 AWESOME things about myself....I don't know if you can handle this much awesomeness, but we'll try!

1. I'm awesome because I teach my kids how to 'drop it like its hot'....

2. I'm awesome because I have an awesome head of hair...

3. I'm awesome because I only surround myself with other awesome people...

4. I'm awesome because I'm married to Mr. Awesome...

5. I'm awesome because I'm an awesome cook who makes awesome meatloaf (Mr. Awesome made me say this)

6. I'm awesome because I have awesome sense of humor...

7. I'm awesome because I have 3 awesome offspring who have inherited their mother's awesome genes...

So there you have it...now that you've read that list don't you love me even more??? Because I love myself even more...And now I pass on the title of the Queen of All Things Awesome to....

Step-Fabulous!!!

Because she has 5 awesome boxers and has an AWESOME sense of humor and an AWESOME blog!! Go check her out...

PS--- I'm posting an AWESOME new giveaway tomorrow....whoop whoop

As we celebrate the 4th....

I think I've watched this video one too many times, and still, it gives me chills...There's just something about the day and age that we live in that has made my pride for our country rise to a whole new level. And as we get ready to celebrate our nations birthday...the day our freedom was restored, I hope we can keep in mind the true meaning of the day.

I can not even begin to express my undying gratitude for the brave men and women of our country that fight to uphold our beliefs, to defend our country, to give us our freedom. As we have our bbq's, let our flags wave high, and watch the sky burst with beauty, let's keep in mind the amazing people who make this all possible.

As I sat and watched this video, comfortable in my home, I thought of the men and women in the trenches, on the front line, torn away from their families, alone, and I am so saddened...but even more, I am just proud.

I have so much emotion that words just can not capture. Words can not do justice to the sacrifice that these countless number of men and women make. And not just soldiers, but their families as well.

So thank you to all those who serve our country, we celebrate this day for you and because of you. You are truly my heroes.

Reason #521

So my lovely lady friends and I went out tonight for a little girl's night out and caught the flick The Proposal. It was ah-may-zing! LOVED IT! About every 30 seconds I had to wipe the drool off of Brooke's chin, but we had a blast! Note to self: buttered popcorn not a great idea. bowels completely mad. I left the theatre feeling all starry eyed and kissy kissy face, eager to get home to my delicious husband. Romantic movies do this to me....I get all gooey and lovey dovey. So once at home Jordan and I start naming off the reasons we love eachother (aren't we cute? gag) He loves me because I have cute feet apparently...good to know...I wouldn't want him to love me because I'm an amazing mother and can make the best impersonation of a chicken ever. Feet are definitely more important. Kinda creepy in a Tanner P kinda way...

Then I made some raunchy remark about how I just want to run my fingers through his hair...but here's the rub. Jordan has an afro. Totally thick, curly hair...and a lot of it! So he uses gel to style it and I. Hate. Gel. For some reason I can't stand the way dry gel feels, it gives me the heebie jeebies. And needless to say, I can't run my fingers through gelled hair. He then tells me that he wants me to find him a new hairdo! Ummm, was that angels I heard singing?! I took full advantage of the moment and the next thing I know it's midnight and I'm washing his hair in the tub getting ready to channel my inner Vidal Sassoon. He was such a good sport, he didn't even complain when I got shampoo in his eye! I was on fire as I busted out the flat iron and got to work...I wish I had a picture of the end result, but can you say Ay Papi!! Bow chika bow wow.....Me likey!!

So reason #521 why I love my scrumptious piece of man meat: he goes along with my crazy ideas at all hours of the day and lets me tame his wild mane...what a man!

These dang sappy movies...but you know what? I don't need the movies, I have the happy ending...Some people thought we were nuts when we got married after only knowing each other for 55 days. But man it sure is fun to prove them wrong day after day!

I'm the pack leader dang it!

I love my dogs, truly I do. Despite the chronic hot hole that's stained my carpet, the chewing that's claimed many a toy, the insane vet bills, and the piddling contest they had all over the house (so glad the puppy stage is over!)....I still love those mangy mutts. I've even turned a blind eye when they've taken the food right off of the kids plates. But this time they've crossed the line...

Here's a little background info...I'm done having babies. No more getting knocked up. Never again will I be heavy with child. No bun in this oven...unless it's cinnabon. So I've been busy cleaning and sorting through all the baby items I'm parting with since like 8 of my friends are currently gestating(and so we can reclaim our garage). I cleaned, scrubbed, sorted, everything was ready to go....so what did the dogs decide to do??? EAT THE FRIGGIN HIGHCHAIR!! Which was in perfect condition, by the way!! I could have murdered them! I may as well have just burned a stack of twenties!!

However...they're just so stinking cute! I can't stay mad. Bruiser walks around with his Foofy and Buhby all day and Sampson thinks he's a lap dog and literally sits in your lap. They're a bunch of teddy bears. Plus they let me take crazy pictures of them and they LOVE IT! And smart too!! I taught Bruiser how to hit the light switch today. BOOYA! Maybe tomorrow I'll teach him how to bring me the diapers and wipes! And who needs to mop when you have 2 dogs...I just let them clean it up! Hooray for laziness! In fact I don't even have to get up to open the sliding door for the dogs...they're very independent, just watch the video! Now if I could only get them to learn how to rub my back, life would be gooooood. So despite the fact that they just cost me a pretty penny...I'll let it slide today...but so help me if those dogs crap out plastic in my house....they're goners!

Boosa & Sang Sang on Cinco De Mayo! Ole!

Sorry for the crappy video...I only had my normal camera...and wow, it is a pain to download!!

I'm a little tea pot.....

I couldn't get the random number generator to post for some reason, but the results are in ladies!! But before I announce the winner, I want to say THANK YOU for being such awesome blog friends....and for reading about my everyday nonsense! So without further ado....the winner of the fabulous tea pot is.................

MACEY!

All of her crazy comment posting paid off!! Congrats my love and thanks for being a reader, I looove you like waffles love syrup! But don't fret my dears....the amazing Kristin has so graciously agreed to do a giveaway starting next week! Check out her shop, she has AMAZING jewelry! http://www.peaches4me.artfire.com/

Thanks for playing!