Choo- Choo!!!

Sweet goodness I hit the jackpot with the I choo choo choose you Valentine's Day swap hosted by the lovely Summer and crew over at B is for Brown!! I knew it was going to be amazing when I saw the package addressed to Alicia 'The Hammer' Cline....HAHAAA!!! I loved this girl already! Who is this girl, you ask? The darling Tamara! She is friggin rad and she's gong to be my new best friend....I should probably tell her that first. It's going to be hard, but try not to be jealous when I show you all the amazing pretties she sent....

{My love day loot! Dang kids stole my lollipops already. Check out the mustachio....be still my heart!}

{I can't wait to wear this GORGEOUS necklace! To. die. for.}

{I may or may not be wearing this awesome necklace already!! LOVE!}

{My mustache brings all the girls to the yard!! HAHA!! Perfection!!}

Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!!

Who needs boys when we have blog buddies?? KIDDING JORDAN! I didn't mean that baby...you know I love you. Come sit on my lap and let me hold you.

And in case there are any men other than my husband reading this.... when a girl says "You don't have to get me anything, it's fine." she really means "You BETTER get me something, kthanks." Just thought I'd give you a little V-day advice.

Parenting at it's finest....

Do you know what spoiled milk tastes like? Yeah, me neither. But Mason does! He's only been drinking it for 3 days now. Mother of the year, right here. 6th year straight. Thank you! What an honor...

Don't look at me like that! I didn't know!! He may or may not have been complaining about the taste of it for the last few days...and he may or may not have told me it smelled sour. But that's neither here nor there. I had JUST bought the dang milk!! (Side note: organic milk is NOT cheap!) There was no way it could be sour already!! Well apparently there was. Because after an adamant refusal from my demon spawn to drink his milk I decided to take a whiff and PEEEEYOUUU!

UGHHH I'm pretty sure that rank cow's goodness singed my nostrils. You could practically chew the stench it was so thick. Ok, so it was a little spoiled. For the record, the expiration date on the jug was clearly legible hard to read. How was I supposed to know that was a 4 and not a 9?? To my defense I'm lactose intolerant, so I never drink the stuff. I had no clue!! Maybe next time he should tell me. HAHAHAAAA!!!!! That's what the little terd gets! I mean...ahem...lesson learned.

But that does explain the raging mudbutt he had....Oooops.


Mother of the year, folks.

Mother of the year....

I need a hug.....

Bittersweet folks....the Super Bowl was bittersweet. Bitter because my ponies couldn't pull it together and snag a victory. And sweet because Nola has never won a Super Bowl....and I guess if anyone had to beat the Colts I'm glad it was the Saints. But don't tell Summer that, she'll never let me live it down!!

So I need a little cheering up today and I have just the perfect thing....

{The Hoff and puppies....the perfect antidote}

There....better already!! He's Hofftastic. And if my Monday didn't suck already, it sure is about to, because for some INSANE reason I've decided to go back to the gym. Uggghhhhh. My Thighs (yes with a capital T) hurt just thinking about it! I've promised them that if they manage to survive an hour of cardio, I'll treat them to a smoothie.

Sorry to keep it short, I'm hoping to have time to get caught up on YOUR blogs today! Have a great Monday folks...I'm off to go breathe heavily and act like I'm working out.

It's time to put my game face on....

Are you ready folks???

Because I AM!!

You can smell it in the air today....Testosterone mixed with Doritos, little smokies, ruffles, onion dip... with a touch of pizza, hot wings, and burgers....That smell can only mean one thing...

IT'S SUPER BOWL TIME!!!

Put on your blue & white, grab a snack and pull up a chair because it's gonna be one heck of a game!

We're gonna be eating a whole lotta this...

{ Nom nom nom.....}

Doing a little of this...

{Boogie down with your bad self!! BOOYA!}

And rooting on the 2010 Super Bowl champs!

GO COLTS!!!

Have an awesome Sunday friends! If you need me I'll be the one with the blue and white face screaming at the TV....

She's crafty, and she's just my type.....

Thursday was spent channeling my inner Martha Stewart and letting my domestic goddess banner fly high. It's amazing how much crap I can get done when I'm not blogging being lazy. It's 1am and I'm FINALLY managing to sneak on and get my blog fix. But for real...I'm a real housewife yo....I'm legit. Like a ref with a whistle! Woot woot! I've got proof....

{My gorgeous new niece Berkeley!! Fresh out of the oven!!}

One of my besties, Courtney, delivered this beautiful baby girl in the wee hours of Wednesday morning and let me tell you my uterus was SCREAMING when I snuggled her....so dang precious. A full head of hair and the yummiest chubby cheeks...to die for! Little Miss Presley can't wait to hang out!

{Masterpieces by my boys....priceless!}

I ran out of room on my fridge to display all of the artwork the kids bring home from school, and since they'll freak out if I throw it away I want to hang it for all to see I made these little bad boys. I painted a few plain canvases, stuck cardboard in the backs, and got fun push pins to hold up their paintings! They're hung proudly in the living room for all to see....and BONUS, I can rotate them as often as I want AND they add an awesome pop of color to the front room! BOOYA!

{Eliza these have your name allllllll over them!!}

Oh sweet mother of pearl I may just lick the screen....so friggin delicious. I made a tray of these for tonight and its totally worth the mudbutt aftermath to chow down on these...nom nom nom, come to mama...

{He's secure with his masculinity}

I made some bad arse tutus and couldn't wait to try them on someone...poor dog. Anybody need a tutu?

{The Little Miss has a severe clippy addiction}

I made some adorable hair bows for my boo. Am I impressing you with my mad domestic skills yet??

SEE?! I told you! I made Martha my biznatchel...word. But it's Friday folks and as far as I'm concerned the weekend is here. If you need me I'll be catching up on your blogs and practicing my end zone dance for Sundays big game!!!

GO COLTS!!!!!!

{Super Bowl champs...say it with me....Super Bowl champs}

What are your plans??
Who are you rooting for??

Have an awesome weekend!!

Poop and legos just don't mix....

I hate legos.....I LOATHE them...I want to make a giant bonfire out of legos and dance naked around it. I didn't know it was possible to hate plastic bricks, but alas, I've managed to do so!! Friggin devil toys.

They're everywhere!! All over the living room, all over the kitchen, in the bathroom, in my car, in Little Miss Presley's diaper...YEAH. AGAIN. My daughter is huddin' blue chunks and they're not blueberries!!....Holy sweet mother of pearl why can't people give my kids normal gifts???? Or books?! Books would be AMAZING! Babies don't swallow and crap books!

And as much as I would love to get rid of these useless pieces of over priced plastic I can't. Ughhh. Because of course, Mason LOOOOOVES them. He plays with them for HOURS, and being that he's a total crackhead ADHD it's such a great outlet for him. He creates the most elaborate designs and structures...they really are pretty radical...and then Boogie comes and tears them apart, does a little river dance on them, and throws them around like he has beads on a float at Mardi Gras and the ladies are flashing their ta-tas.

So, I've come up with a plan....if you can't beat 'em, join 'em. Right?

I've decided that I'm going to mold and cultivate Mason's love of lego's and make some money make a career out of it. Who knows...maybe one day he'll be an engineer. Or an architect! And if that fails at least he'll be able to make really cool crap like this that I can sell on Ebay...

{Blows my mind...flippin' amazing!}{My fav of the bunch....}

{Lady Liberty a la Jedi style. RADICAL!}

{Artist's rendition of the rebirth of New Orleans. Speechless.}

{Yeah folks. That's a cello....and it WORKS!}

So that's it...I'm throwing in the proverbial towel. He can have his flippin' legos and I'll deal with it encourage his artist passion. But in the meanwhile I'm just going to focus on keeping the legos out of Little Miss Presley's bowels and in the toy bin instead.

{All pictures of creations via brickartist.com by artist Nathan Sawaya. Bad arse!}

Nothing says 'I Love You' like useless crap...

What the crap? How on earth is it February already?? And you know what that means don't you? D-Day, I mean V-DAY is in 2WEEKS! Don't freak out...settle down...there's plenty of time to do your shopping and I'm here to help. I've taken the liberty of assembling a little gift guide for the men in your life...no need to thank me. I'm here to serve.

{For the golfer in your life...a nice sack of golf balls}

{For the clean freak in your life...heaven forbid you get the soap confused}

{A little friendly warning makes life a lot easier with this courteous caution tape }


{A little Baconnaise for your beloved bacon connoisseur}

{MMMM.....kissably soft Corndog lips...win win situation!}

{Here's a twofer! A gift for the egg AND gun lover!}

{ For those ladies with an Italian Stallion...this is a guaranteed hit!}

See? Consider your shopping done! Hope you all had a great weekend! Happy Monday ....if there is such a thing.