The reason why I love Monday nights.....

Maksim. Umm hmmm.......he's the reason why I can't wait for Monday nights to be here.

I LOVE Dancing with the Stars, which the H and SIL have forced me to watch the last two weeks & you know what I'm glad they did! This guy is smoking - I mean beyond smoking really. I may want to have his babies and you know even clean his kitchen or his bathroom for good measure. Gorgeous.

Oh and my other reason why I love Monday nights:

Gossip Girl. And Blair Waldorf. Although I feel like I may be borderline getting a little too old for this show (hello new 90210, WHAT is the deal??? I don't love you!).

So what do you love about Monday? Maks? Blair? Do tell.

Confessions of an un-modern woman

I have a secret......I really, really could get used to being a housewife.
Today I took a mental health day & called in sick - I've been having this nagging headache all week & this morning when the alarm went off at 5:30, the last thing I wanted to do was haul ass to New York.
No thank you.

So I emailed my boss to let her know I would be working from home. I have the vacation time & I mine as well start using it! So today I spent the day sleeping, baking, cooking and cleaning - and you know what? I really, really had a great day. I cooked dinner for the fam which is something I NEVER do a) because I suck and b) the h does it - every single night. I'm pretty lucky right?

Today I thought I'd give him a break and do all the cooking and cleaning since he SO spoils me. It wasn't anything fancy (baked chicken breasts, with whole grain rice & yummy veggies) but I felt such a sense of accomplishment & even got a few compliments that I think I might start doing it more often. I also managed to squeeze in some food shopping tonight and a two hour phone call with my sister-in-law, who really I think I could never run out of things to say.

I'm watching the debates now, playing Brandy's drinking game and ummm I have a feeling that tomorrow morning is going to be pretty rough.

The mother daughter dynamic

"I'm not crazy, but it occurs to me that it wouldn't bother me if she were dead. That can't be healthy right? To feel like if your mother was dead you wouldn't miss her. That you might be better for it? I just don't know how we got to that point."

"Well, maybe you should ask your mom that question."

Seriously, all it takes is an episode of One Tree Hill to bring on the tears.

See I could totally relate to this conversation Brooke had with her therapist, about her bat-shit crazy mom - who in fact she thought was responsible for a recent assault that Brooke was the receipiant of. While my mom isn't (or wasn't) quite as crazy, her and I definitely had our moments. Is it sad that I have no happy memories of her? That I can't remember a single time where she told me she loved me or she was proud of me? That even though she hasn't been apart of my life for the last 15 years, I don't miss her for a second? Honestly, I can relate so much to that quote above, maybe that makes me a horrible, wretched human being but I get it. I totally get it. And it breaks my heart. For my kids that I'll someday have, because they were robbed a grandmom to spoil them rotten & for me, that I never really had that mother / daughter relationship that I've so craved over the years. It makes me sad and it scares the hell outta me that I could repeat that same cycle with my kids someday. But I won't, that much I know for sure, and if I ever get that chance to be blessed to be a mom I'm going to everything she didn't so that my kids always know how much they are loved.

The way to a girls heart

This picture may or may not have made me cry this morning, over breakfast. Some of you may know, I was rooting for Hilary all the way - but since she conceded I have made a point to learn everything I can about this man. I hope and pray that he becomes our next president and leads us in a direction we have so desperately craved over these last eight years. This right here, is why he just may have a small piece of my heart.

Showers and Such

I’m all consumed with baby shower planning these days. It’s pretty nuts right? I mean, how do you ladies planning big fat weddings do it? I can’t imagine, and really I think I’ve said it before Thank GOD I had a small wedding & eloped. But you know, my sister in law is one of my best friends & I just want to make this day so special for her. So baby shower. Do I need a theme? I mean, I’ve read all these mentions in magazines (F-U Martha Stewart) and they all talk of the importance to have a theme or a focal to the shower. Sorry but I thought the MOM TO BE should be the focal point or is that wrong? I just don’t know. Also – I am stuck w/invitations. I’ve narrowed it down to three:

As you could see I’ve got a brown/blue thing going on. I love those colors and so does my sister in law, so I figured that would be a good choice color wise. But really I need some help kind readers, which one would you like? #1, #2 or #3?

Oh and just for good measure and because really nothing makes me feel better than Johnny, how cute is my favoritist guy strolling for office space right in my neck of the woods (even if they are work woods, ya know – they still count!).

Now I know what it feels like to be man

Well.....sort of. Tonight I slammed my nipple in the screen door. Yep. I am not kidding. It brought me to my knees and tears to my eyes. I was standing too close to the screen I suppose talking to the H who was standing outside lighting up the grill & I went to shut the screen door and bam, nipple closed in the DOOR! Who does that? Me I guess! Good God - if that's what it feels like to be kicked in the balls, then maybe just maybe I can sympathize w/the boys just a little.

How time flies

Today, while I was out doing some very important shopping for some new fall/winter clothes I ran into my very first boss. My first job when I graduated high school was in retail at Fashion Bug (so not cool I know!). I was hired on the spot, the manager and I hit it off immediately & her and I became fast friends. I had zero experience in the retail word, but quickly caught on. I loved the atmosphere, the girls I worked with were all around my age, right out of high school or getting ready to graduate. The only that I couldn't stand, which would ultimately lead to my quitting were the hours. As I'm sure you can imagine - retail hours suck, big time. Your on your feet all day, dealing with the rudest people. I lasted a little over two years there, being young and immature I quit one weekend mad over a scheduling conflict - not the smartest thing to do but seriously I was 19. So today, I had a coupon to trusty Fashion Bug - so I decided to check out what they had - I've seen these new jeans advertised, they're supposed to be fit to your shape (yada, yada, yada) so I wanted to go check them out. Anway - I walk in the door and who do I see? My old boss!!! We both could hardly contain ourselves. We caught up and talked about old times, she is now apparently the district manager for a dozen or so stores in our area & really loving it. She asked me if I had any interest to come back to retail, and I said HELL NO! Not in a million years, I would sell my ass before I would go back to that. But she told me if I ever needed anything I could go to her. She asked me if I was still with "that guy". I told her that guy, is my now husband - 12 years later and still going strong. She couldn't beleive it. She said "We all warned you about him, to stay away - he was too old for you and had a family already", which they did - but what can I say I loved "that guy" and we made it work. We made plans to meet up for lunch to properly catch up and as we hugged goodbye & she told me how proud she was of me for all that I became, I told her - I have a lot of it to thank to her. She really showed me the ropes & taught me alot of the fundamentals that you use in a day to day working environment. It's always nice seeing old friends, but seriously I felt so old! So much time has gone by, and I feel like lately its catching up to me. I guess the whole "gonna be 30 soon" is making me freak out.

Hope everyone is having a nice weekend, I'm off to make Pizza Lasagna & Grape Long Island Iced Teas (ummmm.......yumm!!!).

A change will do you good

Yep, I think it will actually. So I made the leap from Wordpress to Blogger. I've actually been thinking about it for quite some time now & have been well lazy I guess.
So I did it, the only problem is I can't figure out how to transfer my wordpress posts to blogger - any suggestions??