I am a married lady, but I'd like a man to hit on me. Please!
Hear that, men reading my blog? (are there any mens that read my blog?) FLIRT AWAY.
It will not go ANYWHERE, but I'd really appreciate the gesture...but today is probably not the best day to start, okay? I already had a dream this morning that involved me making out with my childhood crush. Hubs might get a complex. I would!
Living With My In-laws.
It's not ideal, but sometimes? It's pretty rad.
Eating Disorders/ Food Issues.
I am often surprised at how much I still struggle with them. Sigh.
O is Not Really Talking.
Most of the time, I am completely fine with it and totally confident with my child's developmental track, but then "looks" from other parents send me on a panic spiral. My husband is even worse than me.
The Versatile Blogger Award!
Robin, over at Farewell, Stranger gave me and several other lovely ladies this fun award! I need to post about it, but for now, go visit her!
Some decent material...
buuuuuuuut, the iTunes GCs that my MIL gave me for Easter distracted me, and I've spent a large chunk of O's nap time deciding what to spend them on...
[I could bankrupt our family buying iTunes, seriously.]
So I'm stealing from the fantastical Carrie over at The Sweetest. I kinda love her. Go immerse yourself in her blog! But then skip back over this way for some ABC meme-fun, that I jacked from her, that she shanked from Mean Girl Garage, whom I am not familiar with, but based on just name alone--I'm gonna get that way!
This is a bit of a lazylady post, but hey, you might learn a few gems about me, so that's a win, right?
[For past feats of lazy, go here, and here! If you want see some sad attempts at meme-ing, look no further than there and there. It will never happen AGAIN, promise.]
Plain LettersA. Age: Dirty Thirty. Showers aren't always in the cards.
B. Bed size: King. We used to have a Cal-King, but it had to go when we moved in with the ILs. Some say it's extravagant, I say it's a marriage saver.
C. Chore you dislike: Vacuuming. With.every.FIBER.of.my.being
D. Dogs: Someday we will have one, I hope. French bulldogs and rat terriers make me smile.
E. Essential start to your day: A good pee, a cup of tea, and a supportive bra.
F. Favorite color: Red. The deeper and sexier, the better.
G. Gold or silver: White Gold. Although, I'm developing this weird obsession with Rose Gold. Very QVC
H. Height: 5’3. I am all sorts of statuesque and lanky. In a petite and roundish sort of way.
I. Instruments you play(ED): I WISH. My brother is the one with all the instrumental talent. I play a mean Rockband tambourine...
J. Job title: WifeyMama and Family CEO/CFO
K. Kids: Fiending for another baby, but trying to play the patience game. Boo.
L. Live: music is the best. TV? I'd rather DVR. Residence? SoCal
M. Mom’s name: More Latin than you'd expect, lookin' at her...
N. Nicknames: I think my husband is like the only one that calls me by my given name...There are many. My godson calls me Kiki....
O. Overnight hospital stays: I've lost count. I fucking abhor hospitals.
P. Pet peeves: Rudeness. Passive aggressive behavior. Racism. Homophobia. Ugg boots worn with short-shorts. Mothers who constantly talk about how much they hate being mothers. Most conservative Republicans. Poor Grammar.
Q. Quote from a movie: "She's not my Special Lady, man! She's just my Lady Friend. Trying to help her conceive!"
R. Righty or Lefty: Left handed. Left footed. <---kept that from Carrie, because it SO applies here.
S. Siblings: Younger sister and younger brother. I love them like they were my own children, but we have a bit of an estranged relationship, so out of respect, I keep the out of the blog.
T. Time you wake up: 6:00 am. Trying.
U. Underwear: I prefer comando, but the bladder issues gifted to me by my son has sort of but the kibosh on that....It's Mom-chones, now. Sexy.
V. Vegetables you don’t like: Lima beans, olives, and since the birth of my son--asparagus. Wait, are lima beans considered a veg, or just a legume? Do olives fall into the fruit basket? Whatever.
W. What makes you run late: Miscalculating how long it will take to pack up and get O into the car, and that I can't drive, so I'm always on someone else's clock.
X. X-rays you’ve had: Fairly certain everything on my body has been x-rayed, most likely, several times. It's a wonder O came out with just the one (welllll, two...ahem.) head.
Y. Yummy food you make: My husband is a Kitchen-Nazi, so I don't cook much, but I make a mean pot of spaghetti with meat sauce.
Z. Zoo Animal Favorites: Jirafas! And Elephants. Either, especially in baby form, are guaranteed to make me sqeeeeeee.