Who the hell do you think you are? Showing up unannounced in the middle of the night! Interupting my precious beauty sleep? I do not appreciate the calling card of a pimple you left me ON MY NOSE and the extra water on my ankles. Do you really think I enjoy hearing my feet slosh?… Continue reading Yo PMS

Happy Birthday to my sweet girl Brenna!! You are a whole decade older and so am I. 10 Years ago today, I held you in my arms and kissed those chubby cheeks of yours. I introduced you to your big sister Lauren and your GrammaRain. I held you in my arms 24/7 because you would… Continue reading 1 decade down….

I have writers block. I don’t know what to post about. I could tell you what I did Friday, Saturday, Sunday, and today. I could tell you that I went to the doctor because I was sick and tired of being sick and tired. I could tell you that I have bronchitis and an inhaler.… Continue reading Bippy Block

So, I went to my second job “interview” on the wrong day. I went on Wed. and it was supposed to be Thurs. Ok, I fixed that, went on the right day, even showed up early! I walk in and he puts me to work. He loads my name and password in to the software… Continue reading You got to have a J O B if you want to buy shoes

Can I just whine for a while?? Please? Thanks. It all started yesterday. Went to my appt./seminar for the Gastric Surgery and listened and filled out a bunch of paperwork. I talked with the doctor and he thinks I am a good candidate. Now normally I am not one to announce to the world how… Continue reading Angie and the terrible horrible no good very bad day

Wow, look how early it is. 7:41am. For those who know me well, I don’t usually get up early unless it’s Black Friday Shopping, or a mega shoe sale going on. Today is a busy day for me. Not that everyday isn’t “busy” in its own way, but I had to be up early to… Continue reading All smiles and bippies around here…

It’s that time again. Dinner. Blech. It’s not that I don’t love to cook. I just don’t love to cook my kids dinner. They whine a lot about what I am making. If I want to try something new, they object. When they were little I did everything right. I fed them lots of varitey… Continue reading Why dinner is spelled L A Z Y

My home party was a success! I had 7 women come plus myself. Everyone had fun just getting away for a little bit and hanging out. The house looked great and I would have been even more happy if I had been able to clean all the bedrooms and the rest of the playroom, but… Continue reading All’s well that ends well…or something like that

I didn’t mean to screw up my post, but I did. So l leave you with this. Enjoy. And I have no idea why this is underlined. It’s late and now I am pissed. Goodbye. fixerated – payment negotiable – 🙂

Okay y’all, I am tired. T. I. R. E. D. Pooped, beat, bushed, dead, , weary, bleary, burned-out, haggard, raddled, worn, drooping (don’t even think about agreeing with the drooping part!), flagging (what does that mean? I am waving my flabby arms like flags? lol), exhausted, dog-tired, played out, spent, washed-out, and whacked. Whew…I need… Continue reading The one where I don’t have a witty, funny, or cute title.