Rock Out New Years Eve

I wanted to wish everyone a safe and happy new year. You all have been so understanding, loving and kind. I couldn't ask for better viewers. Seriously. I'm kind of a crazy girl with a lot of different personalities. Some people get me, some don't but that's the beauty of life. We're all unique in our own ways. I'm so thrilled to be bringing in the New Year. I feel like it's going to be an awesome year. Wherever God may lead us I'm sure it will be fabulous. So here's to all of my fabulous peeps. Be good, keep it classy and stay safe. And of course, Dress To Impress.

Mini Dress with Snake Print

Yves Saint Laurent Charm Necklace-

Christian Louboutin High Satin Peep Toes

Prada Clutch

2010 Here's To You

Adios two thousand nine. It feels really good to say that. In the entire twenty nine years of my precious life I never had such a zany year. On this exact day last year I became extremely ill from what I assume to have been the nasty flu. I was sick in bed for an entire two weeks and thought it was just a virus. My equilibrium was off, I was nauseas all the time and I thought I was going to die. Really. Although some of you probably wish I did croak, too fucking bad. I'm alive and plan to fulfill what I was put on this earth for. After the battle of the virus I continued to get sick every month and had these wrenching headaches that prevented myself from taking care of my babies. They were taking care of me while dad was working his buns off. My baby started to feel sick as well and I rushed her to the e.r. thinking she had severe asthma. She was up all night coughing and could not breathe. She was put on an inhaler and that didn't even soothe her pain. Months went by and I couldn't figure out why Hannah and I were the only ones getting ill. Bryan was always working and Mack was always at school. Hannah didn't start kindergarten until August. I had mentioned this to the owners of the townhome we were living in at this time because they continuiously had someone coming to check the air conditioner. I had no idea why since the time we moved in they had it checked so often. In March I expressed how sick we had been and by May we received a letter from them stating they suspected Chinese Drywall. Mind you, they had the air checked from the get go back in October when we moved in. So about eight times the guy came to inspect this air conditioner and the owners never told us why. Well after the letter I knew they had just held out as long as possible to gain every months rent from us and could care less about the damage this was doing to my family. This explained why we were so sick. I did my research on this stuff and all of the symptoms we were having were related to Chinese Drywall. I was fumed. This bitch let us go eight months living there and she knew the entire time that it was hazardous to our health. Upon receiving the letter-eight months later, I immediately got rid of everything and moved out sending her a letter about how hurt I was that she did this to us and she had absolutely no remorse. No apology what so ever. What a cold fucking bitch.

Maybe now some of you can understand why I hate ignorant, selfish human beings and anyone that gets in my way will be bashed. I truly am the way I am because of the run ins I've had with people that don't deserve to be on this earth. I am a kind, loving person but if you rub me the wrong way, that's it. I'm done. I've had my fair share of idiots and I think that it's better that I meet them when I'm young because I guarantee you I now know what assholes to look for, what questions to ask and what to look for when I'm dealing with people, places and things. You live and you learn. I'm just glad we are still very young and having had the experiences like no other whether good or bad, I am truly blessed and glad to be alive. I thank God everyday that he has given us what we did not have growing up and despite the fact that I seem like a rotten biotch sometimes, I'm a damn good mother and not a single person can ever make me feel otherwise.

We moved two times, been to the emergency room three times, had the in laws down to visit, bumped into many curbs, well, me anyways, yelled at three older people for not knowing how to drive in a parking lot (look who's talking), sold a vehicle, returned approx. twelve items back to the stores, drank about three hundred seventy cups of joe, wiped ass about eleven hundred eighty times, did about three hundred sixty loads of laundry, had sex nineteen times, watched a movie at the theater, wrote one hundred thirty six posts, donated twenty bags to Goodwill, baked with my girls countless times, read numerous books, had it out with eachother (B and Me) two times, sang and danced a million and one times and got silly: about a gazillion times. 

My hopes and dreams for this new year are brighter than ever before. I have no regrets of the experiences we've faced, it only makes us that much stronger. We've been fortunate enough to live in nice places, have food in the fridge and clothes on our backs. I don't take anything we have for granted. Money is so not important to me. Although it does relieve a lot of stress. But having been just the four of us all year long, I wouldn't have asked for anything more. They are all I need and I am so very blessed to be raising these girls that are growing so gorgeously. 

So here's to you 2010. I can feel you behaving already. Now just bring an end to war, hunger and violence so we can live in a world without any worries.  

      

 Cheers.

A Warm Rose Petal Bubble Bath

It's way cold here today. Unusual. It's 11:23 a.m. and my girls are still snoozing. Normally, I'd rush in to wake them up with a Wake Up and Smell the Roses holler smothered with hugs and kisses but this is the last week off until they go back to school and we all know how draining waking up early can be. So I'm dragging and feeling like I need to soak in the tub with some rose petals and bubbles. No time like the present to relax and soothe the muscles from working out these past five days.

I'm a Bitch What Else is New

I just got told by the man that I am always so negative when I write my posts. Hmmm....maybe so. If I could get some people to actually do things right then I wouldn't be such a fucking cunt about the littlest things.

People over sixty shouldn't be on the road, people serving you food should have their hair pulled back, people fixing your coffee should put as much cream and sugar in as you request, people shouldn't let their dogs shit in your yard, people shouldn't rub up against you in the aisle of the grocery store, people shouldn't take a shit in a public restroom and wipe it on the wall, people shouldn't let their kids open a pack of gum, chew it and leave the pack there, people shouldn't stare at you because your pinching your kids cheeks in Target, people shouldn't be allowed to pass gas in public, people shouldn't charge you $1400 to live in a place, people shouldn't forget your kid at school and then make them cry, people shouldn't have hairy balls, people shouldn't park so close to your car that you have to crawl in from the passenger side to get in, people shouldn't give me a hard time about returning an item after ten p.m., people shouldn't wear holey underwear, people shouldn't have to eat out of garbage cans, people shouldn't go without because the world is so fucked up.

People should be given a certain amount of money every month to live off because they just print it out and throw it away anyways. People should keep their mouths shut when they don't know what they're talking about. People should be able to run around and act silly without worrying about the neighbors upstairs. People should be able to be people and sometimes I just run into the most ridiculous people that it makes me write about them and if I'm always negative then I'm sorry. No Not Really. Get over it babe. I'm not changing for anyone. 

The Winner of Dr. Bronner's Soaps Giveaway is Shannon @ The Finer Things 
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New Hair Not So Good

I went out and got the hair done. I spent hours there believing this woman knew what she was doing. The entire time she spoke of everything I expected in a stylist. I knew they were closing at five and she was still doing my highlights at five thirty. By quarter of, she was getting phone calls from her kids and ansy to get finished. I don't care how long your over time you need to finish my hair and finish it not just good but damn fabulous. No. She started rushing and it pissed me off. My hair needed to set longer. After she washed it out and cut my bangs she says, "I'm just gonna blow dry your bangs to see what they look like." Everyone had left for the eve and I honestly was getting tired of being there as well. So she barely blew them dry and I said, "Very well, good enough." Not really. I was spending a hundred and forty dollars on a garbage do that could have been done from a bitch off the street. I kinda felt like it wasn't completely done but couldn't tell until I rushed home to blow it out and straighten it. So I paid for someone to do a half ass job and I had to finish her work. Who does that. I can totally understand if I'm getting a fifteen dollar haircut but that wasn't the case. By this time, I'm tired and not really seeing the end results yet. Bry says, "Wow that doesn't even look like she touched it. Go get your money back." I'm straightening it and it looks okay. Not as good as needed but okay. So I finally get all the way done and take some pics. No. Not what I wanted but that's the way it is. You win some, you lose some. Tell me whatcha think. No lies. 

I agree. It looks like shit. O'well. Maybe next time it will be Fab.

   

Thou Shalt Not Starve

When I was younger I could go days without eating. I never thought about food. I was too involved in cheerleading, clothes, what shoes I was going to wear, chatting on the phone, sneaking out, spending hours on my hair, dating and going to the gym. Everything was an obsession. Food was the last thing I wanted. Having kids definitely turns your body inside out. You find that losing weight is way harder than you expected, you fight the urge much more and you look at other mothers who are skinny the moment they plop their kid out and wonder why that bitch has it so easy. I think when you have to make food instead of wanting to make food it's that much harder. If I didn't have children I would barely eat. I wouldn't be cooking dinner every night, making breakfast every morning or stopping at restaurants to grab a bite because I didn't have time to make it. I would look like an ethiopian with a delicious bitch ass attitude. Because God knows when you go without eating your a royal biotch. For a while I can go with just eating dinner and be good. I then for some reason have a change of heart and start eating all day long. Which is supposed to be the way you need to eat. Six small meals my ass. I've tried everything in the book and the only thing that seriously helps me lose weight is starvation. Which I cannot do because that would just be against the law and heaven knows I don't break the law. Since working out on this Wii, yes I'm going there again, you will hear an awful lot about this gosh darn Wii of mine. Well technically it's the girls but I call it mine. I feel like I cannot eat as much or I will get sick. I guess that's what I've been missing out on. Working out. The little bike rides and little walks here and there wasn't working for me. Duh. I wasn't losing but a pound every year. My goodness. This Wii should have come to us sooner. I'm enjoying the activities on this because it's actually really fun. I'm a complete nut gone wild on this thing. The girls crack up laughing at me. Whee. Break a sweat. Though I cannot starve myself, I can certainly cut back on a lot of food. I feel like the bikini bod is working it's way to the beach here shortly. I took photos of my chub a lub while wearing the hubs briefs and will be comparing by the end of next month. Maybe you'll finally get to see the undies I wear at bedtime. Hehe. Anyways. For us mothers who actually have to fight to stay fit, we're gonna do it and do it good. And eat but lightly. I can feel my abs under my fat and they hurt. No Pain. No Gain. Ohhhh I'm in pain. But it will pay off. Challah.

Crazy Shopping

We have been rushing to stores to return things and shop for more things. Things we did not anticipate on getting. But needed. The girls need more clothes and shoes. I personally hate shopping when the mall is packed but this is the only week that we can get everything done before B goes back to work. The endless running around has me whopped more than the wii. Haha. I have been doing aerobics everyday on there. It's really got me worked up. I will be so happy to get rid of twenty pounds. That's my goal. I lost three pounds since doing it. Yee Ha. And yes the Red Bulls get ya wired. Well me anyways. I only drink the sugar free. I'm off to do some errands. I have to ship out The Healing Garden Giveaway today and some items from my store. I'm also going to try to get my hair done and shop for shoes. Every gal loves shoes. I found some fabulous Guess black platforms.

But they didn't have my size. Go figure. They happened to be the only style I liked and couldn't find anything similar over the weekend so today I'll try again. In the meatime, I need to get my hair done and hope to find a color specialist that can do it like this:

Well I hope ya'll have a good day! TTYS=D

Don't forget to send me your photos for Hottie of the Week. Your photo will link to your site for an entire week. And Dr. Bronner's giveaway ends 12/30, So be sure to Enter Here. 

XOXO

WiiFabulous

A fun gift for the kids turns out to be a fabulous gift for ma. I have been acting like a kid in a candy store with the Wii. I was thrilled to watch the girls open this because they have been wanting one so bad. After they opened all the gifts that were related to the Wii, Mack handed me this heavy gift for myself to open and I couldn't possibly guess what this package was. Once I began to rip the paper open I could see what it was and that did it for me. The smile grew wide and the mother was jumping for joy once she seen that it was the Wii Fit board. WoooHoooo....I think I was more ecstatic than the girls. I have been imagining all the fun that could come out of exercising and for me this was it. I finally get to enjoy the "getting fit"....Today I started with a Red Bull and am going to start taking losing weight a number one goal of mine. My weight fluctuates a lot and I get to these stand still points where I can't lose any weight for the life of me. My body is sometimes my enemy and I have the hardest time dealing with the changes. I'm not unhappy with my looks by no means. I just don't feel comfortable being at this weight that I'm at. Allow me to mention that my BMI is normal according to my Wii trainer. This thing is amazing. It weighs you and everything. What more could you ask for. I'm looking forward to the days where the girls go back to school and the Wii and I can get our shake on. It's going to be something else. I tell you. This is so awesome. I'm in my glory. My new best friend. And Red Bull. 

Please share what your greatest gift was and if you have a Wii, tell me how much you love it. :) 

Mr. Fix It

When we were searching for a house almost a month ago, we came across many that did not fit our standards, remember. Upon looking at the house we're in now, we took one step in and said this is definitely our style. Clean, updated, high quality, everything and more we could have asked for with a high price tag. But we're willing to pay for a nice place to live. My girls deserve it. Well, anyways the shower head was spitting water everywhere. It was powerful and hot. The nozzle was backwards so the only way to get a shower is hot or cold. No in between. B and I don't mind taking extremely hot showers, well, okay...I do a little. I don't want my hair drying out and hot water will do just that. Not to mention burn my skin off. We both like turning the shower on and letting it run while we take a shit. Not at the same time of course. Well he can take one no problem. Me on the other hand takes an hour and sometimes very unsuccessful. Thank you hemorrhoids. So I'm literally taking a shit and a shower at the same time because the water is spitting over the glass doors and soaking me while I'm on the toilet. Who puts a toilet right next to the shower. I'm completely shocked at how some things were done in this house. They have travertine, granite, nice appliances & furniture and the rest is just half ass.

The girls bathroom has nozzle and head problems as well. Their head was dripping and Bry was afraid the water from behind the wall would cause major damage so he had to tell the owner. Mind you, we know a thing or two about house work. B is a handy man and it should be his full time job. Why it's not is unanswered. After he called the owner and told him the shower heads needed to be fixed, a guy showed up to come take a look and as soon as B saw him walking to the door he said, "No wonder why it's messed up. Look at the people he hires." Very well. This guy was retarded. He's like, I don't know why they're doing that, they're Moen and Bry is like um, no they are not Moen. That's besides the point. The point is they weren't put on right. So the guy leaves and says he'll have to go get new ones. Meanwhile B is like I could fix this no problem. A couple hours later another man shows up to take a look. Why two men need to come take a look is beyond me but whatever. He says he's running to Home Depot and will be back but if we had to go somewhere he would just use the key from a time ago when they did work before. Bryan said, "I don't feel comfortable with that." Real calm. The guy flips out. Whips the key out of his pocket and angrily states, "Fine, I'll just leave the key here then." What are you getting mad about. Who gets mad because the people are going to be present while your fixing something. Freaking A. He finally arrives an hour later. What the long wait was for I don't know, Home Depot is right around the corner. Anyway. He comes in with rinky dink shower heads. Now we can care less about how much was spent on the things or what they look like just as long as they work. Right. So right away Bry knew he was gipping the owner and the owner thinks he has high quality shit in his place. The guy places them on and can't even screw the head on right. He leaves and says a plummer will need to come back. Well if you know B then you know he can't wait for some moron to do a simple job, he'll just do it himself. He grabs the shower head that was just bought by the guy and went to Home Depot to exchange it for one that works because apparently the guy should not be a handy man especially if my man can do it 2.2 seconds. He comes home and places the head on and voila....works like magic. No spitting, no drips from the top. So these heads only cost eight dollars and some change. Really. What a way to make a profit from the owner who thinks his shower heads costs way more. The following morning I jump in the shower. Extremely powerful. I go to turn the nozzle to the highest pressure and whoa. The pressure was so hard that it literally ripped my nipple off.

So ladies beware: If you get an Aquadyne Shower Head-It might rip your nipples off. And if you need a handy man, chances are your husband can do a way better job than the doof hired off the street.

The True Meaning of Christmas

I wanted to wish all of you a Merry Christmas today. We did not make it home to New York to be with our loved ones but are truly blessed to have our girls. Sometimes people get carried away with materialistic things and forget the true meaning of the holiday. For me, it's not the amount of presents we open it's the reason we're here. The purpose for our being. I couldn't have asked for better gifts than my little family. To all of you; enjoy the life God has given you and don't take what you have for granted. Many blessings as always.

Happy Holidays

Hottie of the Week

I'm going to be featuring a Hottie of the Week here on my site.

If your interested in sending me your photo to be featured along with a link to your site simply e-mail your photo, your name, your link and you will be entered. I think this is a great way for you to show off your hotness. It's fun and exciting. So get those hot pictures rolling and submit to vickt80@aol.com.

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The Real Santa Claus & Chipmunks

We finally arrived to see the ol' guy. The kids have been waiting so anxiously to sit on Santa's lap. We took them to the mall to find the "Real Santa." He's the real deal. Of course if a Santa looks fake the kids wont believe. I was beyond thrilled to see this man actually had a real beard and Hannah now believes that there is a real Santa Claus and Mama is no longer taking Santa's place. First of all, I hate no matter how hard you try, the pictures you spend so much money on never turn out the way you would like. Why is that. Ughh. Secondly, never try to buy the kids gifts when they're with you. It won't happen. It always fails and of course dad's blaming me and I'm blaming him. Impossible. Lastly, why do people walking through the mall act like your not walking and come straight at you like a raging elephant as if your supposed to move. No. You see me making my way through, go around. I had so many idiots walking right into me. Like for real. I'm walking on the right side. Isn't that the side your supposed to walk on. Why do people insist on walking on the wrong side of the hall. I don't understand. Morons. This is why I avoid malls at all costs. I do not want anyones germs getting on me or anywhere near me. I'm a complete freak. You should see me walking so fast trying to get outta there. No time to enjoy a stroll through the mall shopping when maniacs are rushing to get last minute gifts. It's just not worth it.

The only thing that was worth it was Santa's beard and Elf Hats=D

Then off to see Alvin and The Chipmunks: The Squeakuel as promised. What a funny movie to go see with the kids. I couldn't escape the thunderous farts from them either. But the kids enjoyed a good laugh. Once they started singing, the kids' faces got so wide with smiles. A really good time:)

Merry Christmas Everyone

Put Some Clothes On Geez

I'm completely behind on the posts I've been meaning to get to. I guess that's what happens when the kiddos have two weeks off from school. The girls love playing games on the computer so I have to equally divide their times when they're fighting over whose going to get more ass cheek on the chair. Apparently dad wants to get M a laptop for Christmas but failed to express that to me until the very last minute. Seriously, you could have given me a notice. Christmas is in three days. I thought about it and did not want her to have one due to the many sites I caught her going on and the numerous email addresses she has with all kinds of screen names to different sites. Yeah they are kid sites but no need for five email accounts. I was cleaning out the stationary closet when I came across a notebook she had with all of these names and passwords along with the many different email accounts. I have two email accounts and don't even use one so for her to have that many is beyond me. Anyways it's not that I don't trust her, I don't trust the other end. Now that we're all home and been in the last couple days because it's on the chilly side, I'm having second thoughts and think it might be beneficial to all of us if he does get her one. So that will eliminate any fighting over the dang computer.

Every day when I get the kids off to school and the man off to work, I brew my coffee, write a post, check my store and get items ready to be shipped. I then take a hot shower. After drying off, putting lotion, face cream, deodorant, and my smelly stuff on I put my bra and thongs on. And for some reason I then take the laundry basket straight out to get into the wash. I've done it forever. It's a habit to do things the way they get done in that order.

Yes, the towel is usually still on my head.

So anyways the house we are in now only has one problem. The laundry is outside. How many of us run around the house when no one is home naked or half naked. I know I do. It's only natural. When we looked at the place I was like, Um, there is no washer and dryer. The lady was like yes there is, it's right here and shows me the laundry room on the lanai. Who the fuck puts a washer and dryer on the lanai. Mmkay. Whatever. That's something I've got to get used to. Mind you the way I do my routine is not changing. I seem to forget that just because it's at the back of the house, it's still outside and people could see my not so sexy bod. In either case, B catches me running back and forth from our bedroom to the lanai to do laundry and says, "put some clothes on." I fail to realize people are home from work and school this week. Go back already geez.

A view since I'm sure your all trying to imagine this porch I flaunt my naked behind on.

Really no one sees me. Except the guy across the pond with his binoculars.

Candy Bar Cheesecake

You know my style and its junk food galore. I'm the only one that actually indulges in a piece of cheesecake. Everyone else thinks it's gross. When I came across the box in the freezer department at none other than Sams, I growled at em. They looked divine and tasted ever so delish. Of course I had to rub it in. Reeses cup crumpled on top of a luscious vanilla cheesecake. Yum. This one is snickers. Where have I been. This is the first time running across these and I thought I was the queen of cheesecake. So not. But what a dessert. Enjoy the urge.

Farts are More Important than Sex

I think its been awhile since we've gone at it. I mean, we've moved this month, been ridiculously ill and by the time he gets home from work and I get done with house work, we're whooped. On any given night I put the girls to bed by seven thirty, finish what needs to be done and finally relax. I hate watching television in the living area. I am almost always relaxing on my bed watching my shows after everything calms down. Mind you I'm waiting for him to come rolling in but he ends up either falling asleep on the couch or he's playing call of duty and thats fine. I just fall asleep because in all reality I'm toooo tired to get into the groove. So my wish finally comes true. He's lying in bed before me for once. He's watching a Christmas movie or so I thought. Yay, I get to snuggle with my hunkorama. Snuggle wuggle. The HTC Hero gets more attention than I do. His new phone is the bomb diggity and he's paying mind to that while we're lying in bed. I'm actually waiting for him to finish whatever he's doing on his phone, meanwhile I hear him laughing under his breath. I'm like- what's so funny. Him and his buddies from work are usually sending eachother pics back and forth so I figured his friend sent him something hilarious. He's like, "here watch this." I take his phone to see that he's watching a fart video on youtube. I mean cracking up laughing funny. I'm like. What the hell is so funny about this. I'm literally cracking up at him cracking up. Whatever. So after I watch a minute of this I hand him his phone back and was like, this having sex thing is never going to happen. Very well. Nothing new.  

In case you need a laugh:

 

So I was with Miss H at Target the other night. Remember. I completely forgot to tell you that the old lady standing in front of us in the sock aisle tooted. Loud. She tried glancing around her shoulder to make sure no one was there but of course it had to be us. I pulled Hannah away and was like, people are sick. Seriously gross. Hold your shit in. Please. All I could think of was the video he was watching. People.

Mama's Santa Claus

I had every intention on going out to dinner when dad arrived home from work last night but he was whooped and M was being snoody so Miss H and I went out by our lonesomes. We went to TJMaxx and of course Target. While shopping for some gifts for Mack and Dad I tried to sneak a gift in for Hannah Beans. She was looking at the books and toys when I sneakily placed a Leap Frog set of flash cards in the cart for her. They were placed underneath the shoes I picked up for M. While @ the check out she was like, "Whats that?" I said, "Nothing." Trying to hide them even more. In front of the entire store she screams, "Ahhh Ha. I knew it. Your Santa. Mama's Santa Claus." I was like oh my gosh. She continued to the car, laughing and giggling like it was the best discovery she'd made yet. Although she didn't see exactly what they were she insisted on rubbing it in my face and I simply said, "It 's okay for Mom & Dad to buy you presents on top of Santa, Silly." She said, "Oh alright." Then we headed over to Target for a delicious Starbucks Gingerbread Latte.

Note: I usually can't stand them but there was no DD around and I needed my fix. It wasnt that bad. Miss H indulged in a slushy mixed with every flavor available. I gave her the two bucks and told her to ask politely for a small slushy. She did. With moms help. She and I had a marvelous time. As we always do. I love taking them separately. That way I get to spend quality time with each of them. We were looking for Rice Crispy's to make treats and she was in her glory in the Christmas candy aisle. She dropped a Santa filled with gumballs and they scattered all over the aisle. I'm trying to hurry and pick them up before someone notices and really so no one would slip and fall. Workers were all over so, I'm like oh my goodness. My face is beat red and the balls are everywhere. I picked them up fast and scooted. Finally onward to make these treats. I have to admit. This was the first time making rice crispy treats. I am not a huge fan of eating them but I thought they would be fun to make. Yeah. Whatever. My arm was getting the workout of it's life. Stirring the marshmallows in wasn't bad enough Mack was pouring the crispies in and my arm gave out. I was done. They were finished enough for us. The girls just wanted to decorate them. And so here you have it. The one and only rice crispy treats ever made by the girls.

    

No7 Be Confident in Your Beauty

Let's face it. Without great skin, we as women would feel ugly. Finding the right beauty products is crucial to the way we look and feel. Our skin is and should be numero uno. As you know, if I'm not shopping for products online, I'm at Target. You can find me in the beauty aisle. I'm like a fat kid eating chocolate cake. You know what I mean. It's like the most fabulous thing on earth. Ooohhhh la la. So this past weekend I ran across the best facial moisturizer by far. I've tried many. When I sampled this in the store (they have samples), I knew this was the cream for me. It felt so good on my skin. My face was glowing and stunning. You can immediately tell when you apply something if it's good or fantastic. This was fantabio. No7 beauty products by Boots is the creme de la creme. 

For me, facial cream with spf is very important. Living in SW Fl can do some major skin damage if you don't protect your beauty.

Boots No7 SPF 15 Protect and Perfect Day Cream is extraordinary.

I was ecstatic when I found it. I love how great it makes my skin feel and how smooth it is.

As always, I love sharing my beauty finds with all of you fabulous women out there. When it comes to price beauty is priceless.

 

A Menstrual Cycle Gone Hay Wire

Most young girls get their periods around eleven or twelve. Mine was eleven. It's a time in your life where you feel like your maturing, growing into a woman. They were never heavy for me. I was lucky because they were never a "problem" ever. I was friends with lots of gals who had explosive flows of blood and had to wear tampons and two maxi pads at the same time. I never could relate to them. I just felt bad for them. After having my girls they seemed to be even lighter which made me happy at first but then after having Hannah Beans I noticed they were extremely light lasting only a day or two. Now I started getting upset with the period. Well normally anyone would be happy to not have a period last very long and be that light. No. I need my blood to flow. It cleans us out. I also have to mention that it smells like roses. So while your reading this don't be thinking my shit stinks because it don't. No lie. Alrighty then. The past five months I have been getting wrenching headaches and I've had migraines before so I thought I just had a tumor or something. Everything came back normal. Normal. This is so not normal. I could barely hold my head up let alone drive. But I manage to get home and lie down for hours popping IBU like I'm some kind of druggie. They cause nausea and I thought it could not possibly be my pms causing these headaches. I've never experienced this in the entire eighteen years that I've been having them. After this last move I felt a-ok. I felt like they weren't coming back and I was not going to have to deal with having the most horibble pain someone could ever experience. A month went by without a headache. Well I noticed that I had no period last month so I just let it slide. Noticed I was eating more and thought there could be no possible way that I could be pregnant. I'm tied and I can't remember the last time we actually had sex. So that couldn't be. Or could it. I got a test just in case. Nope. Negative. I waited for the next blood to come dripping and sure enough it did. Yesterday I was so sick from this so called friend of mine. She beat the living day lights outta me. Mind you it's making me constipated so I feel like a heffalump. Why were you so nice to me all these years and now you hate me. I've never dealt with pain related to a period. I mean I felt like I had swine flu. How gross. So to the doc I must go. I must find out what the change is about. Why she hates me now. I'm so good to her. Must be a mid life crisis at the age of 29. I think thats my age. Yeah thats how old I am. No need for perimenopause this stage in my life. But who knows. Life is a complete roller coaster. Something is always changing, people are always coming in and out of your life, and well, the kids grow so fast before we know it we'll be preparing their college applications and becoming grandparents. YIKES.

A Little Bit Of SNUG

I have been searching for the perfect boots and found these fabulous ones at Victoria's Secret today while browsing their site. Who would have thought they would have the exact ones I pictured in my mind. 

They are Colin Stuart faux fur pom pom. Tell me you love them cause I sure do. Now if I can just get them in time for New York. And I say it with the Long Island Accent my mother has. Newwww Yorkkkkk. Anyways, I love shopping online before I actually go shopping in any department store or mall because I can be in a store for numerous hours and come out empty handed. And then I'm in a rotten mood because I couldn't find what I was searching for. I love Victoria's Secret not only because they have my beautiful name but they have some of the best beauty products ever. And the bras and panties are beyond comfy. When all else fails pamper yourself in this luxurious shop. I promise you you'll feel like a million bucks. No lie. My babe showers me with the VS products every Christmas. Their pajamas are snuggleicious. I personally sit in my pj's for as long as possible. Why. Because I can.

Have a snuggleicious day.:)

You Pissed in My Yard

Each and every morning I wake, snuggle with my kiddos, start breakfast and open my blinds in the kitchen. While putting bread in the toaster I peek out to see an old expired lady walking her 150 pound dog. Yes he's a heffer and not cute in the least. She's glancing over her shoulder to see if anyone is watching while the beast squats to take a dump. Mind you this was not in my yard yet. If it had been there would have been words. She's scrolling along when he lifts his leg, exposes his long saggy balls and pisses right in front of my window. Hchhhmmmm......my kids play in this yard. Tap Tap. She's not the first person I wanted to go off on. This community has entirely way too many old farts and if I get too many complaints we might be on the streets. haha. My big mouth and I have been holding it in. Let's just say I'm not here forever and have better things to do than yell at an old hag and give her a heart attack.

So listen up my friends. If you think for one minute that no one can see you letting your dog poo and piddle in someones yard....think again....where ever there are homes, there are people looking out their windows.

The Puzzle Queens

Ever since I was a little girl I loved putting puzzles together. My Uncle is like another father to me since mine past away when I was five. He would have a table set out all the time with a puzzle started. It stimulates the mind and oh what an accomplishment to see the finished results. I've always been so eager to finish quickly like I'm in some kind of race against no one but myself. I'm constantly finishing a book of word search just to see how fast I can beat my previous time. I'm like a genius whizzing through words of time. I get my girls a ton of puzzles. We enjoy a quiet afternoon putting the pieces together. Miss H would find one that fit and say, "oh yeah, I'm so smart." Indeed. The encouragement I give them is priceless. We sure do have a blast with some good ol puzzles. It took a day and a half to finish this one. The Beauty Shop. 

I don't think there is anything better than sharing a game, a puzzle, a craft or even baking with your little ones. It sure makes me feel like the best mom in the world when we do things together. And I make sure it's all the time. It's something I did not share with my own mother but am blessed to be sharing it with my two girls. Everything happens for a reason. So if you haven't had a chance to sit down and do a game or puzzle with your dolls, let this holiday be a time for you and your babe. The end results are amazing.

Notice there are two missing pieces...who cares...

   

Holiday Desserts

Holidays are my favorite time to bake with the girls. I love finding new recipes and trying new things. Often times I cheat and get boxed mixes but thats okay. I have a busy life and sometimes thats much easier and sometimes they turn out ten times better than if I made by scratch.

I don't think there is anything prettier than a table filled with delicious yum. It looks fabulous, smells wonderful and when you walk into the room it makes everything warm and special.

FoodNetwork has some of the best recipes as you know. I often get my ideas from them. Mack watches this channel all the time and usually tells me if I'm doing something wrong. She's going to be a chef. Really. I have no doubts. If not a professional, a darn good housewife.

These Chocolate Toffee Candy Cookies caught my attention and I will be trying them.

It's a quick and easy, fun dessert. And we all know I need quick & easy!

Simply Use:

40 saltine crackers (about one sleeve, Do not use unsalted)


1 cup butter (2 sticks)


1 cup brown sugar


1 teaspoon vanilla extract


11 ounces semi-sweet chocolate chips


Directions:
Preheat oven to 400 degrees.


Cover cookie sheet with a single layer of saltines.


Boil butter, sugar, and vanilla for one minute. Pour evenly over saltines. If needed, gently spread to make even. Bake for 7 minutes.


While toffee is still hot and bubbly, pour chocolate chips evenly on top of candy. When the chocolate chips begin to melt, gently spread chocolate over toffee. Freeze for one hour. Break into pieces and enjoy.


You can also sprinkle nuts and/or drizzled white chocolate over the top of this candy to make it even better, but the basic recipe is outstanding as well. You can also change the type of chocolate that you use in the chips. White chocolate chips and milk chocolate both work, but make the candy incredibly sweet.
 
 

 
How Cinch.
 
Enjoy this fabulous Saturday and Holiday Baking with your loved ones:)

It's Beginning to Look a lot Like Christmas

With the exception of the snow. Miss H pretty much decorated the lovely tree after school yesterday. She loved every minute of it. Before they got home I set it up. This artificial tree was by far the easiest set up ever. The poor thing looks pathetic right now:

Go ahead. You can laugh.

When B came home we decided we didn't like it in that window and moved it to the other window. It took some straightening of the branches but it turned out pretty.  

She barely had the tree decorated and wanted so bad for me to take a pic of her underneath it. Every year I take pictures of them in front of, beside and even under the tree because well, they're the only gifts I need. And they very well know it. She was acting all grown. She placed decorations higher than I thought she could reach. Some were backwards and bunched together but what fun would it be if I didn't let them have it their way. They decorate every year and that's what its all about. Letting the kids decorate, have fun and remembering these moments forever. They don't have school today so they are excited to spend this day dancing around the Christmas tree. Come on Youtube. I'm trying to upload the videos and my coffee is getting cold. I think the girls passed off some of their sickness to Daddy-O. He wasn't feeling good so no family photo yet. But here's the girls and I. 

Mack is at the age where she gets bothered by taking so many photos. She takes after her father. They make me mad too because sometimes you gotta take several snaps before you get the perfect one. But whatever.

If this youtube would hurry it up, I wouldn't be sitting here trying to write a post for an hour.

Meanwhile, my Friday Confession. I will be straight up. I'm a writer not a reader. I have had many people comment on my posts and I don't get nearly enough time in a day to get back to everyones blogs, read theirs, post a comment and tell them thanks for stopping by my blog. It goes both ways. I have posted many comments on other blogs where they never return to mine. It's okay. I don't get mad when someone doesnt return the love. To be quite honest I can't even remember whom I left a comment for let alone sit here thinking about if they are going to stop by my blog. I know some people get angry about it because I have read it on blog communities and I wanted to say, " GET OVER IT." Everyone don't have to come back to your blog to return the favor. Thats not what this is about. Yes it would be nice and usually I DO get a min to return the love but if I dont, it's not the end of the world so dont get all antsy about it. If you love to read:Great, if you love to write:More Power to Ya. It's as simple as that. I think most viewers can understand that and I understand when I leave a comment on theirs and they dont get back to me. It's not expected. By me anyways. I dont expect everyone to come back to mine. If I have the time and I want to READ-which I hate- then I will leave you a comment. Don't hate me because I don't. Then again hate away. What else is new.

Merry Christmas To All of You:

Wait...Miss H Is Not Done...

And The Mini Cupcakes:

Back To Basics

It's about time this post happened. The girls went back to school yesterday. It was way better than I had anticipated. Clean, nice, respectful young children, quiet, safe and roomy. What more could you ask for in a school. The girls' teachers were beyond welcoming. They were warm, loving, caring and so excited they had finally made it. They were expecting them on Monday but they missed that day and Tuesday because of these awful illnesses that keep attacking my kids. I want to blame it on their old school now because although I had thought that it was a great school (I still think its a "good" school) but it was no where near as clean as this new school. Thank Goodness for a nice roomy, clean classroom for these kids. The classrooms were well kept and very spacious. Did I already mention that. Every school should have that much room in a classroom. More space, less chances of getting sick. When we went to Hannah's class the sub was filling in for the teacher due to maternity leave and this sub was thrilled to have Hannah there. She gave her a buddy for the day and showed her around. Most old ladies are grouches but not this one. Whew. When we took Mack over to her room, the boys that were in there on the computers were "checking her out." Mack noticed after I did and her faced was turning red. Yep. My girls are going to have a flock of boys begging for their attention. It was so cute. I cannot believe she'll be in junior high next year. Can't they put 6th grade back to elementary. These kids are going to be graduating before I know it. When they arrived home they were as happy as monkeys eating bananers. Miss H is learning so much. She kept reading her books (she makes her own stories up) and calling her sub a different name: Mrs. Eye Dr. Her name is actually DR.I. She's an anxious little girl who's eager to learn. After they told me how their day had been I took Mack shopping for some outfits. They said it was weird not having to wear uniforms anymore. I actually can let them look like girly girls and let them have fun dressing up once again. We had a blast shopping as we always do. We are beyond SILLY. It's in our jeans. While she's dancing around the store being a goober talking chinese, people are starring and we could give two shits. We crack up laughing at the ugliest shoes, clothes. We attract so much attention. You have to be there. We boogied home so we could pick Dad and Miss H up. We were def. getting a tree. Whether it was artificial or real, we were going home with one. Since we move so much we got rid of our artificial one two moves ago. It was brand new. I can't believe how much stuff we give away-throw away. Whomever gets our things is a lucky duck. We had posted an ad on craigslist "free everything" and you should have seen how many people came at us. Two lucky ladies got an entire truck full of items. Just give it away. I'd rather give it away for free than have Goodwill try to get ridiculous prices off my free stuff. I can't take them. I'd like to open my own giveaway shop. People can come get what they need for free. I did have to drop 3 bags off at Goodwill yesterday. Did I want to. NO. But I had to get rid of it. 

So we ran to Home Depot, Target and Lowes to see which one had the best deals on a tree. Notice I did NOT mention Walmart. Ran back to Home Depot because we liked theirs the best for the price. The artificial tree we grabbed was $169 but under a $59 tree. And you bet your ass they gave it to us for that price. No arguement needed. I would have ran back and got the other tree but they took care of their customers like any store should. 

This is the latest we've waited to put a tree up and decorate. With everything going on we just had to wait. The girls are ecstatic about coming home this afternoon to fancy it up.:) I will be surely posting photos. Unfortunately, the Christmas Photo Cards are probably going to be late but better late than never. We still want to get home to NY and that decision will be at the very last moment due to the unexpectedness in our lives.  

So there you have....back to basics. Stay tuned for fun photos, yummy desserts made by Chef Mack and Miss H and a snobby mommy. Do you think I'm snobby. Please tell me. I'd like to know because I'm thinking of changing my name to snobby mommy. Tell the truth. Trust me. You aint gonna hurt my feelings.

Pampered Feet

Feet work hard. Pamper THEM.

We often find ourselves rushing, especially in the shower. Feet are not to be ignored. I tell you I don't know how many times I've seen people wearing opened toed shoes and their feet look busted. The first thing I look at when someone is talking to me is their hands and feet if they are wearing sandals. When people hold a conversation they often talk a lot with their hands. Make sure they are beautiful. Now let's be frank. Most people dont have good looking feet. Some people have some fugly ones. I know many dont even wash them while they are showering. It's something you need to take care of.

Wash your feet in warm water with good soap. I use Dove. It's my favorite. I can't use anything but that brand. Use a foot scrubbing pad to remove any rough dead skin. You can find good scrubs at Target. I use the Pumice. One like this:

BannerTherapy.com has them for $5.95, but you can find them in any department store as well. They are terrific. So once you scrub your pretty little heels, run over a second time with a lather of soap. Rinse and pat dry. Now everyone may think they have to go all out and buy all kinds of products to have beautiful feet but thats not the case. A simple few steps will have men (and women) gawking at your sexy toes. Now immediately rub some lotion onto your entire foot. I use Curel. But you can use any good lotion. For some reason I don't like to use Curel on my body but I love it on my hands and feet. Weird but true. You can let it dry and re-apply. Believe me they will feel amazing and you did barely anything to make them feel that way.  

Last but not least splash some nail polish on them babies. I rarely ever go without nail polish especially on my toes. Thats what gives them that sex appeal.

Don't hate. You know my feet are cute.

As requested: My Tattoo: A flower with my loves initials:) Don't mind the boo boo, it happened during the move. I'm all banged up...hehe... & the color of the polish is Plum Power by Sally Hansen. And Judy I'm glad you love your gift. More to come shortly.

Merry Merry SITSmas

When I started my blog I had no intentions on meeting and interacting with such powerful women. Finding the SITS girls has been a very delightful experience. They have so much to offer and make blogging entirely FUN. These ladies have been beyond fabulous and I can't wait for more excitement. As we go through the trials of life we never expect so much encouragement from anyone let alone so many. I tend to believe that I need no one except God to lift me up but the truth is, is that everyone needs friends and without them we would be nothing.

So here's to my SITS girls- Have a Very Merry Merry SitsMas. You and your Families deserve endless love and happiness. May you always stay true to yourselves and let no one ever let you down. 

My hopes for 2010:

-Super Duper Good Health
-A new home to settle down for years to come
-Good friends for my daughters at their new school
-Reunite with family in NY
-More joy & peace
-An End to War
-No more shooting sprees
-More love amongst all

I could go on and on....but we would be here all day.

This month is filled with wonderful birthdays as well. Today is my Aunt Trishs birthday. She is a beautiful Mother and without her I don't know where I'd be today. So Happy Birthday, I'm sorry I can't be with you to share your special day. This past weekend, my nephew Jonathon Douglas had his seventh birthday. He had so much fun at his RockBand Party and again so sad we missed. I love you buddy and can't wait to see all of you. Another nephew, Michael will be having a birthday here in a couple days. I can't believe how time flies. I miss you so much sweetie:( My Nana will always be remembered. Especially this time of year. She was the strength of our entire family and loved her grandkids more than life. And of course it's really hard to celebrate the holidays without my little bro. He passed away way too early in this life. There is never a day that goes by that I don't think of him.

Merry Christmas to all and especially to my sitsta's. Orlando is a beautiful place this time of year. This photo was taken there a couple years ago and it's my all time favorite. There is something about celebrating the holidays at Disney. 

It's just plain Magical.

This Puppy

Was Calling My Name

With Loads Of Cream & Sugar

Now that the drama is over between Walmart and Us I can get on with my Holiday Spirit. The girls are still so very sick. Antibiotics are not kicking in fast enough. I had to call off school and what a poignancy. I'm tired of doing laundry and have been having not so nice dreams lately. I don't usually dream until early morning when I'm trying so hard to fall back to sleep and get the last minute of snooze in. I end up falling back to sleep for 15-20 minutes, meanwhile I start dreaming bad things. Bry and I were driving down the street without the girls. Don't ask where they were. I haven't a clue. It was in the current car.

A fire truck was making his way past us, the truck in front of us had a ladder on the back and started dropping it onto our car smashing the hood while the fire truck started letting his down smashing right through Bry's window. They both kept going and I was dragging B out of the car. We were okay but I kept trying to call 911 and the phone kept leading to someone other than the operator. The 911 number was being changed and it was supposed to lead me to the new number which is now 103 but still no one was coming to save us. I just texted him and told him to be careful. I have psychic powers sometimes. I just hope this one doesn't come true. Ever.

Most of you know that I'm probably the biggest alcoholic ever, so I thought that if I left the wine bar empty that would be a big no no. I bought two bottles of CHEAP wine: Pinot Grigio & Chardonnay to put in our new wine cooler.

And if you've been hanging around you know that I don't really like anything but fruity mixed drinks. Therefore I made my own fruity drink last night with Pinot Grigio.

 

Mix about 1/3 Cup Pinot, 1/4 Cup Hawaiian Punch, Fill the rest w/ Dole Pineapple Mango & Ice. It's very NICE=D

Finally Getting There

Whew. This past week has been outragously stressful. We found a new place. Not the one we were signing the lease as we spoke a few posts ago but at the very last moment we received a call from someone in a community that had a turn-key furnished place. In a complete rush, both parties were eager to get places. Upon entering the unit, we knew that this is what we have been waiting to see. Updated, awesome neighborhood, quiet, friendly & TENNIS. We haven't been able to use our racquets in some time. The bikes will get more use and I can actually feel safe taking a jog. I ran back and forth all week trying to get everything taken care of, so I am whooped. We went through a scare, whether the place we put all this money down on was really this couples place. After all, Craigslist is Scam Heaven but that's a completely long story. Maybe another post. On Wed. Eve I took my baby to the E.R. to discover that she has pneumonia. This family has been more sick than ever in our entirety. Two Thousand Nine, I really don't like you. Two Thousand Ten, please bring me a much better experience of this life. Lying on the hospital bed, she insisted that we play rock, paper, scissors. She really pushes herself to the extreme. I am constantly saying, "calm down, take it easy, take a nap, shhh, come lay with me, snuggle, relax, rest your eyes," but no, this little girl was born with massive energy and doesn't let anything get in her way. I got them registered at their new school. Starting Monday. New Place, New School, New Life, New Beginnings. And as always the family is still missing. When will these people realize they need to move out of that city and come closer to me. It should be as easy as one two three. The only downfall I have with this new home is that it's only a six month. Story of my life. Owning will come sooner than later hopefully. Just not sure if this is where we want to buy yet. Naples is gorgeous with tons of things to do but kind of fast paced and we all know I'm a calm, relaxed kinda lady. I don't like lots of traffic. I need to get to where I'm going quickly. More to come shortly. Hope you all have a relaxing weekend. I'm still running back and forth to stores, the old place and to the W&D.