This is a repost, so if you've been around for the last few years you've seen this before.
I was going through my old blog pictures trying to find one of my cats and stumbled upon this.
A long, long time ago, my husband and I tried one of those baby maker online programs.
I've seen other couples' matches and they are generally good and provide relatively accurate matches.
............................except this time...................
Somehow, my husband and I ended up with a black baby. It still cracks me up. At least he's cute- even if he belongs to the mail man.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
This is a repost, so if you've been around for the last few years you've seen this before.
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
1980 Called and they want their exercise back.
Dirty little secret of the week: I enjoy step aerobics (minus the spandex and sweatbands).
Not too long ago (ahem Melrose place girls) I was a step aerobics fanatic. I was 24, single, and spent most of my time drinking beer on back patios.
Several of my neighbor friends took a step aerobics class 3-4 times per week and they convinced me to join. I loved it. I went 4 times a week. I was the skinniest I had ever been.
Random tidbit: (It's amazing that at 24 I could do step for an hour and pig out on broccoli cheese soup and panninis at Panera immediately following without gaining an ounce).
After about a year, we all became burnt out. There comes a point in every almost 25 year old's life when you just don't want to listen to a peppy cheerleader in spandex any more. I had stepped to a few too many Justin Timberlake songs for my liking and I quit.
I will have you know that I continued to eat at Panera and spent even more time drinking outside on the patio instead.
Times have changed, but maybe my exercise of choice hasn't. I tried step again tonight. I almost died and got served by a 50 year old, but I'm trying. Here's hoping my stepping love sticks once again.
Monday, June 28, 2010
*WTF! Now they are in Turkey!?!?!? Luckily, I have no desire to go to Turkey so I'm not entirely jealous. Close though.
*Wow, things get crazy right off the bat, eh? My BFF Chris Harrison is there to deliver some bad news. He tells Ali that Jessie (from last season has some news). Why couldn't he tell her himself?
*The phone rings and rings and rings. HELLO, this is TV, we know that Jessie must be sitting by the phone waiting for the producers to call.
*While Ali talks to Jessie, Chris is sitting there looking depressed. Oh SNAP, here's Jessica, Rated R's girlfriend on the show. This is a soap opera.
*These guys have GOT to be planted on every season. It's become far too common that one guy per season makes it to the final few and is there for the wrong reasons.
*Ali is one tough chick- she called his butt out. I like it. Justin is such a little boy. Losers like that make me so mad. He won't even talk to her-- isn't that part of his contract?
*OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH SNAP! I love the bachelorette. Saved voice mails? Genius!
*Moving on.. Ty and Ali make out and massage each other for awhile. Looks fun.
*This group date is a strange idea? Wrestling Turkish men? Weird.
*Frank looks exactly like this little emotionally disturbed boy that I work with. I just can't get past it. He even wears/owns those same glasses. It doesn't help that Frank is a little EMO as well.
*I wish that my husband would wear Kirk's rose ceremony outfit-- purple plaid tie. So hot.
*It's pretty obvious that Craig is going home. Are these guys really that clueless? I'm not there and even I know what's up.
*Ali's dress is super cute. Her hair still sucks.
*I am shocked that Craig is so shocked. She's practically knocked boots with all the other guys and never even kissed him. Come on man.
*Holy crap.. they are really putting it all out there on the previews for the rest of the season. They've let all of the secrets out of the bag.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
I just finished Not My Daughter by Barbara Delinsky last night.
According the Publishers Weekly, "Delinsky proves once again why she's a perennial bestseller with this thought-provoking tale of three smart, popular teenage girls who make a pact to become pregnant and raise their babies together. Lily, Mary Kate, and Jess also happen to be the daughters of best friends Susan, Kate, and Sunny, and the mothers are thrown into a tailspin by this unexpected news. Susan, the principal of the town's high school, has the most to lose, when the schools superintendent and editor of the local newspaper question her abilities as a leader and mother, and other parents prove quick to blame her—a single mother herself who got pregnant as a teenager—as a poor role model. But all three women must come to grips with where they failed as mothers, how the dreams they had for their daughters are disappearing, and scathing smalltown judgment. Timely, fresh, and true-to-life, this novel explores multiple layers of motherhood and tackles tough questions."
The premise of this book seemed great. A pregnancy pact? The inner psychologist in me was thrilled to read this. Halfway through, I almost stopped reading it. It was that predictable. The author could have done so much with this book. There could have been scandal, there could have been drama, and there could have been more talk about the girls and why they decided to have babies.
The actual "pact" is mentioned about three times in the entire book and reasons for it are inane. In fact, the most dramatic occurrence in this book occurs when a high school principal has to rally her friends to keep her job (boring)! We heard almost nothing from the pregnant girls themselves and the whole book was a little too Pollyanna for my liking. Of course all three girls would keep the baby! Of course all three moms would accept the babies! Of course the girls would finish high school and go off to a local college next year!
I would have prefer to read this book from the perspective of the daughters. I wanted to know why they did it, what hardships they endured at school, and why they would attempt to form such a pact. The entire book left me pretty dissatisfied.
I'm thinking that perhaps this particular author is not for me. I tried reading her other book, The Secret Between Us, and couldn't get past the 50th page. It just didn't grab me. This one didn't either.
Friday, June 25, 2010
Dirty Little Secret for June:
We have champagne taste on a beer budget. As a result, we've been dipping into our savings for like- oh, say the last two years- which is never good.
As a result, we've finally found a budget that should work for us (after trying several). What have I learned from the last month in the poor house?
We spend entirely look much at the "Marts." You know what I'm talking about. Walmart, Target, CVS, KMart. It's actually sickening. Do I really need $400.00 worse of household items each month? It's doubtful. I wish I kept the receipts because lord knows what we purchased.
Ladies, tell me your secrets-- how do you leave Target with ONLY the items on your list?
Our money goals for the rest of June/July include:
* Stop blowing our life savings on toilet bowl cleaner and trash bags. I have to remember it's toilet bowl cleaner sales or we're going to be on our way to living in a cardboard box.
* Eat from the pantry. If you looked in our pantry you'd think we're preparing for a natural disaster. We need to stop shopping the sales and eat what we have.
* Stop getting sucked into the sales. We do not need 10 cans of corn.
Got any other tips for us?
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
I've had a sore throat since Monday
I think that technically it's more of a dry throat than a sore throat.
Regardless, nothing helps.
Not even my best friend, my neti pot OR my side kick -saline syringe.
I am literally gagging on post nasal drip- yet my nose isn't that stuffy.
I've been up hourly for the last three nights because I can't swallow due to the aforementioned drip.
Yesterday, while coughing after a neti pot trial, I projectile vomited all over the wall.
It was an accident. I didn't know I had to puke.
Damn you post nasal drip.
Does anyone have a cure?
Please, help me out.
My throat is on fire.
Mucinex D isn't working.
I really wanted a margarita tonight.
Instead, I took some left over antibiotics just in case it's an infection.
I know, I shouldn't use prescription drugs without a doctor, but this is serious.
I promise I won't finish the pack if I'm still gagging on post nasal drip tomorrow.
Monday, June 21, 2010
So Ali ends up in Iceland?!?!? How does a scraggly haired girl get an all expenses paid around the world vacation? Apparently, I missed my calling.
The boys all write poems. In true bachelor/bachelorette form, they are traditionally tragic.
I am thrilled to see that they've started using subtitles when Kasey talks. That was/is SO needed.
Kirk gets the first one on one and the guy has all the right moves and says all the right things. That being said, I don't know if I buy it. I've heard a rumor that two of the remaining guys still have girlfriends at home. I may not be surprised if he's one of the two.
Does anyone else think that they knocked boots at the lobser house?
The group date was the same as it usually is- Frank expressing his anxiety and not a peep from Chris N and Craig.
Next up, we've got Kasey and Rated R. They are both losers. I wouldn't be surprised to learn that the wrestler is only 5 ft, 5 inches. He looks/acts like he has small man syndrome.
Personally, if I were Ali, this trip to the volcano would feel like a helicopter ride to Hades. I can't think of two worse people to share a romantic moment with.
Ali took the whole tattoo thing really well. I would have laughed my ass off- in.his.face. Obviously, Justin gets the rose. God, I hate his chin pubes.
Ali continues to have the worst hair styles in the world. What is up with the pseudo bun at the rose ceremony? TRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGIC.
Chris N goes home. Big whoop. He's said like two words in the last 10 hours of showtime.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
When did I become so old that I have more friends that are married than aren't?
This past weekend the hubs and I went to his high school best friend's wedding in Connecticut. Being a former Connecticut girl I knew that the wedding would be beautiful (but that the drive would suck).
After SIX (ugh) hours and a few episodes of Tori and Dean (I brought my laptop while the husband drove) we made it to Kent Prep school in Kent, CT.
Hotels within a 30 mi radius of Kent were 300+ per night so we decided to stay in the dorms at the school. One husband, two bunk beds and communal bathrooms. I felt like I was in college again-- especially when the fire alarm went off at 4am waking us all up.
The rehearsal dinner was held at a gorgeous inn! The entire place was full of windows and the view was gorgeous.
A picture of my food. Eight months later, I'm still amused that I'm now "Ashley C"
When the hubs and I got married I tried to convince him that seersucker is better than a tux but he wasn't buying it. J Crew is not my husband's friend. Anyways, he surprised me on the honeymoon one night with the purchase of a seersucker suit.
I convinced him to wear it to this wedding. If you can't wear a seersucker suit to an outdoor wedding at a prep school in Connecticut then where else can you wear it?
He's so cute.
Ever the classy broad, I'm always photographed holding a beer at weddings (even my own). I swear I drink classy stuff, but if I have to maintain and last all night beer is my friend.
Congrats to Tim and Alexina, the wedding was gorgeous!
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
This time, it was Anna Quindlen's Every Last One.
I've never read one of her books before, but I saw this particular book reviewed in several magazines and I decided to check it out.
The book started off a little slow for me and I almost stopped reading it about 1/3 of the way in. That being said, I'm so glad that I continued on. I laughed, I cried, and I really enjoyed this story. Towards the end, I could barely put the book down. Although the story line took a devastating turn, it ended in an uplifting way. I would check it out if I were you. :)
Monday, June 14, 2010
I was looking forward to some crazy dudes tonight.
Kasey (the crazy dude) gets the first date. I hope this segment is quick because I can't understand a damn word that this boy says. Either he is/was deaf and I'm going to hell or he needs speech therapy.
This guy is a total dweeb. I can only hear/understand every other word, such as cocoon, butterflies, and protecting hearts. Next, he breaks out in song about his ride in the helicopter and the entire situation is really awkward.
Moving on... The Lion King date-- boring. Although as a side note, the Lion King is probably one of my favorite broadway plays of all time (second to Beauty and the Beast).
Poor Frank, he was going to have a conniption if he kept being ignored.
Ali is sick. I'm surprised that they couldn't reschedule her dates. Who wants to date when they feel like a hag?
Gosh, I know she's sick and I should cut her a break but her hair is so scraggly. What is with the weave/extensions?
I don't have much to say except for the fact that Crazy Kasey, the wrestler and the weatherman have GOT to go. Ugh, where did ABC find these crazy hoodrats?
There about five decent dudes here. I'm thinking that Chris, Roberto and Frank are the front runners-- or at least they are the ones that I would pick.
Only time will tell and for now, I'm avoiding the spoilers and rumors.
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
1. What does your car say about you? If you don’t have a car, what kind of car would be your daily driver? I drive a 2010 Honda CRV. I used to think that this made me cool (when we bought it last July/August), but now I think that it might mean that I'm a grandma. I was obsessed with it for months before I bought it, but I always have buyers remorse. My husband hates that about me.
2. To this point, what has been your purpose on this planet? To keep people laughing.
3. If you could trade places with any person for any amount of time, who would it be?Good question- probably anyone famous and/or rich. Bonus points if you have a maid and a chef.
4. What is your favorite kind of cake? If you don’t like cake, what is it about it that you don’t like? Luckily if I can turn down any dessert, it's usually cake, so I don't eat it a lot. My favorite is funfetti cake, vanilla frosting and sprinkles. Yes, I'm a five year old.
5. Would you have wanted to live in your parents’, grandparents’ or great-grandparents’ generation or only your own? I like my life just fine.
6. Do you have any home remedies for illnesses, cleaning or otherwise? I am obsessed with Emergen-C. I drink it like water.
7. What is your ideal weather situation? My ideal is something between 75-80 with a nice warm breeze and ZERO humidity.
8. What is your best attribute (physical or personal)? I think that my best physical attribute is probably my hair. I don't get it because it's thin and baby fine, but people often stop me to tell me that they love the color and that they love the fact that it is stick straight. I happen to enjoy my smile as well. My best personal attribute is probably my loyalty.
9. Do you text or surf while driving? Not often, but I can't say never. I need to stop, it's seriously dangerous.
10. How long have you known your best friend? It depends on which best friend you are referring to!
Labels: ten on tuesdays
Monday, June 7, 2010
Here are my reflections on this episode..........
DURING THE SHOW:
* Ali's hair is scraggly. Is it just me or is it NOT cute?
* Roberto appears to be a front runner. I'm also a fan of Chris L (from Cape Cod)
* What about Kirk and Ali dry h*umping for the music video? That was SAAAAAAAAAUCY and they continued the saucy moment in the hot tub a little later.
* Jonathan is one big mess. He's a little (or a lot) short, he cried in front of everyone for NO reason, and he's seriously awkward.
* Justin the wrestler is a total D-bag. I think that he thinks he's Ronnie from the Jersey Shore.
* I like that Steve made a private picnic for the two of them at the rose ceremony. Props to him!
* Chris Harrison, way to keep it real. "I know it's tough, but things are only going to get worse from here." So reassuring.
DURING/AFTER THE ROSE CEREMONY:
* No big surprises except for Jonathan. WTF? You want to keep him? AND Justin (GAG ME).
* I was really hoping that she would keep Steve around. His impromptu date was cute.
* Ali, throw that dress away. It looks like something that I've got on the bed in my spare bedroom.
* Jonathan cannot be straight.
Thursday, June 3, 2010
I just finished Emily Giffin's book, Heart of the Matter.
I know, a bit out of order, considering I just told you about two other books that I'm reading- but the library called and this bad boy was only a 14 day hold. I finished it in 4.
According to the publisher, Heart of the Matter is about:
Tessa Russo is the mother of two young children and the wife of a renowned pediatric surgeon. Despite her own mother’s warnings, Tessa has recently given up her career to focus on her family and the pursuit of domestic happiness. From the outside, she seems destined to live a charmed life.
Valerie Anderson is an attorney and single mother to six-year-old Charlie–a boy who has never known his father. After too many disappointments, she has given up on romance–and even to some degree, friendships–believing that it is always safer not to expect too much.
Although both women live in the same Boston suburb, the two have relatively little in common aside from a fierce love for their children. But one night, a tragic accident causes their lives to converge in ways no one could have imagined.
To be honest, I didn't even read the summary before I added it to my library cue. I read it because I enjoyed her other books.
Overall, I really liked this book and I couldn't put it down-but I do wish that there was some way to get a follow up on Tessa and Nick (one year later). Although the characters weren't very well developed (I for one would love to know why Nick fell for Valerie), the actually story leading up to the events was rich, interesting and it made me think.
No one gets married thinking that their husband is going to cheat, but what would you do if he did?
I'm still not sure what I would do and I hope that I never have to think about it. That being said, neither did Tessa. It almost scares me to think that I need to stay perfect, stay the way I was when we met, to keep my husband happy and satisfied- of course he's never said that to me, but it's implied in the story and it's implied in a lot of real life marriages in this day in age. With the divorce rate higher than the actual marriage rate, it isn't reassuring. I don't want to be part of the majority, but being perfect, friendly, honest, romantic, and exciting can be exhausting.
I will keep my fingers crossed that John loves me for "us," for the home we made, and for the family we will make. That at the end of the day I will change, he will change, but I hold out hope that he (we) will want to be able to look back in 27 years and say, remember that time that you tripped while speaking with that southern accent?
Did you read it? What did you think?
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
As of May 31st, my parents have been married 30 years.
To celebrate, we asked my parents what they wanted to do and they decided that they wanted to do something low key so that we could really enjoy each others company, talk, and spend time together.
My brother, sister, and I threw together a small family BBQ with the help of my aunt, cousins and grandmother.
We had some seriously phenomenal food and had a great time. Unfortunately, I didn't get a picture of the bride and groom, but we did take manage to take some snap shots.
Me and my siblings, before we broke out the champagne and yes, I have a spot on my shirt. One of my parents four dalmations jumped up on me after an afternoon in the pool (yes, my parents have four dogs-- they started a mini disabled dog farm after we all moved out of the house-- all of which were rescued from their original homes. They have one dog who is blind, one who is deaf, and another that was hit by a car and whose leg is/was pretty messed up. I'm trying to convince my husband to adopt their fourth dog, who is gorgeous):
A cousins/sister outtake- I thank the lord that I am so close to these ladies:
Now this looks better-- Moriah, Me, Ciena, Erinn, and Alexa- we took 5 and someone was looking down in every picture.
Finally, my sister and myself. I'm loving our poses. Can you guess who's older? Ha.