Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Mandy who I just adore, and Morgan, who is cute as a button, and her mom is too! Carolyn, whom I have more in common with than I knew!! I can't wait to get together with all of these ladies again!
And one of those people was Cheryl, who writes for Mommy Pants
Cheryl, Kat, and Me
I've been reading her blog for the longest. Her, along with Nichole at In these small moments drew me into The Red Dress Club. I was inspired, I was touched, and I was hooked. I met Nichole briefly at the San Francisco Bloggy Boot Camp, but we didn't have much time to talk.
Sunday, March 20, 2011
I met Fran from SITS for the 1st time and she is an absolute DOLL!! I love everything she is doing with SITS and I still do miss her old blog!
Angie from Seven Clown Circus, I have wanted to meet her for SO long, she is a total sweetheart, and? She looks EXACTLY like she does on her blog! I still can't believe she has 5 kids!!!! I heart her already!
Angie, seen here with Morgan from The Little Hen House, and she is just adorable as well.
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Me: Hi-row? (Yes I'm all stupid sounding when I call my mom)
Mom: what's up?
Me: Not much, just sitting here with the (Thomas stop that) boys
Mom: and how are they?
Me: Oh fine, you know same (Christopher, come here) ole, same ole
Mom: So what do you think you'll do today?
Me: Oh I don't (*SCREAM* ACK! THOMAS?? Why did you do that to your brother? Don't hit him, or push him over) anyway, I am not sure....but I have an hour before we can go (Christopher, come get this book) anywhere, I'm waiting (Thomas? I gave that book to your brother, don't take it from him) for the clothes in the dryer, it has (Thomas, I said no, give it to your brother) where was I? Oh right the dryer, a jacket, Thomas' (Christopher, NO! I gave you the book, leave your brother alone) and so I'm waiting for the dryer, I had to wash Thomas' jacket, he spilled on it!
What are you going to do?
Mom: zzzzz *snort* oh umm that's good.
That is pretty much what happens and it becomes a LOOOOONG hour for my mom I'm sure.
Anytime I have an hour to waste on the phone, I call my mom, because I know she adores our broken phone conversations, and I know she hears things over and over and over again. And only rarely does she ever complain, she's never once hung up on me.....well unless you consider the "Dropped calls" .....or maybe they aren't dropped calls? hmmm
And so this weekend while I head down to San Diego for Bloggy Boot Camp, she's coming with me, and we will get all caught up, like on the $300 designer boots she got for like $80 bucks! I know right!!!
Brought to you by Mama Kat
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Monday, March 14, 2011
I am the worst when it comes to fashion, I look at some of the magazines and think, "THIS is what people are wearing?" bbbaaaahahahahahaha
It's all so ridiculous. I don't have designer jeans, I don't have designer shirts, shoes or underwear. I buy what's cheap, what looks decent for the occasion and what I like.
My mom has forever been threatening me with "What Not to Wear" and I am sure they would have a field day with me.
Especially since my closet consists of pre pregnancy, maternity, post maternity and current things. I own more jeans than anything, a ton of sweater I wear to work, t-shirts and about 7 pairs of nice pants for work. Since they don't consider shorts, t-shirts and flip flops to be professional.
Now I don't shop for myself, I rarely buy something for myself, unless I am forced, such as pregnancy and weight loss and all that goes with that.
Most times I shop in my mom's closet or I rely on her to buy me clothes for my birthday and/or Christmas. Which works either way in my favor or totally against me.
I have decided I do not need "What not to wear", I just need a trip to the salon.
I sat in the salon on Saturday night, my stylist is 25, she's tall, she's thin, she's beautiful and she's my friend. She is always dressed so nice, she looks so cute, her hair is done all cute, and she has a 2 year old daughter and a 6 month old son! Yes I want to shove her in the mud!
I sat in her chair, and with all those mirrors you can practically see everyone in the salon. You look in one mirror to another mirror to another mirror and you can see into forever with as many mirrors there are.
I see women stuff themselves in tight jeans and a tight shirt and they look like stuffed sausages, I am forced to look away for fear my retina's will be burned.
Some of the young stylists there, tiny little dresses and heels. HEELS??? You stand ALL. DAY. LONG. Are you kidding me? I'd be looking for a skirt of pair of jeans that had a stool attached to my butt so I could sit down whenever I wanted.
I see a heavier stylist wearing a shirt that is a tank of a sort, and it has one piece that goes down the back. And it's all sequiney....only the straps that is. So of course there is no wearing of bra with this outfit, and OMG. no no no no!! Just NO! So wrong in so many ways!
A middle aged stylist, she's so cute, always looks made up, her hair is perfect, so sweet. And she's in a flapper style spaghetti strap dress and these little half inch peek-a-boo style heel. And she worked like that, all day! So it's not like she just changed because she's going out that night and this was her last client.
Another girl, wearing a white loooooong sweater, comes just above her knees, and she has a chunky black belt on. Okay I get it, it looks okay. But for one, a sweater? Like that? In a salon? Really? Do you realize how hot it gets in a salon on a Saturday with all those blow dryers going? And two....that black thong you are wearing is not keeping your stuff together under there, so seriously? It does not look good! TRUST ME! And? It's not sexy in the least to see your black thong as you lean over to wash your clients, I almost barfed.
And I am not fashion expert! So I do not need "What not to wear" the TV show, nahhh I just need a trip to the salon....I learn it all from there!
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
My Brother, about the day of his service, and what happened that night while I lie in bed.... I posted about it HERE if you are interested.
Hush now, don't you cry
Wipe away the teardrop from your eye
You're lying safe in bed
It was all a bad dream
Spinning in your head
Your mind tricked you to feel the pain
Of someone close to you leaving the game of life
So here it is, another chance
Wide awake you face the day
Your dream is over... or has it just begun?
There's a place I like to hide
A doorway that I run through in the night
Relax child, you were there
But only didn't realize and you were scared
It's a place where you will learn
To face your fears, retrace the years
And ride the whims of your mind
Commanding in another world
Suddenly you hear and see
This magic new dimension
I- will be watching over you
I- am gonna help you see it through
I- will protect you in the night
I- am smiling next to you, in Silent Lucidity
-spoken during solo-
[Visualize your dream]
[Record it in the present tense]
[Put it into a permanent form]
[If you persist in your efforts]
[You can achieve dream control]
[I'll do better than that]
If you open your mind for me
You won't rely on open eyes to see
The walls you built within
Come tumbling down, and a new world will begin
Living twice at once you learn
You're safe from pain in the dream domain
A soul set free to fly
A round trip journey in your head
Master of illusion, can you realize
Your dream's alive, you can be the guide but...
I- will be watching over you
I- am gonna help to see it through
I- will protect you in the night
I- am smiling next to you....
And I still believe it today, my Brother, close by, always, watching over not only me, but my boys. I have posted before, my brother is a Soul Set Free to Fly. To me, he is my flutterby.
A Flutterby, the ultimate sign of freedom to me. They flutter by and look beautiful!
Whenever there is something significant in my life or in the lives of my boys, guess what we always see? You got it, a Flutterby.
He's always here, watching.....protecting....loving, and he's only a dream away!
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Tuesday, March 8, 2011
And she came across these......
She saved these for me.....
The very first People magazine with Mia Farrow on the cover when she stared in The Great Gatsby!
This one came out March 4th, 1974.....37 years ago!
Also, the 1st LIFE Magazine, put out in November 1936!!!
Monday, March 7, 2011
When Christopher was born, that was the 1st time I was away from Thomas. And I was gone for 4 days. Christopher didn't come home for several more days after that. And I was worried.
Thomas paid no attention to Christopher when he came home because Christopher slept a lot, and I was worried.
When Christopher was about 6 months old, sitting in his swing and Thomas slapped him for no reason at all, I was worried.
When Christopher started walking I watched Thomas push him down, and I was worried.
I have seen Thomas take toys from Christopher and tease him just for the sake of seeing him cry, and I was worried.
I picked up Thomas from school, last week he brought home a plastic fireman's hat. The ones we had at home were to small for their heads now. His teacher handed me another one, I looked at her oddly.
"Thomas asked if I had an extra one, said his little brother really wanted one just like his but he didn't have one, asked if I had an spare so he could take home to his little brother" she said.
I looked at Thomas, and he said "Well he didn't have one Mommy, and I can't wait to give it to him, he'll have one just like mine"
And now, I am not worried anymore.
Something special about Brother Love!
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
"DAMN! I'm going to be late AGAIN! aarrgghh I hate that, it means I have to stay 15 minutes later" I think to myself.
I can make it, I have 7 minutes, and it's not that far to work, side streets, one lane.....well there is that one school, and the cross walk and that old cross walker guy seems to know when I am late, and he presses that button every. single. time!
No matter, I can still make it, even if he does stop me.
I'm hitting my brakes....WHY???
Seriously? You have GOT to be kidding me. H-E-L-L-O, speed limit is 40, and you are going 32. And? YOU DRIVE A PORSCHE!!!!
I should have been Danica Patrick
I like speed, and I drive Rhonda the Honda. Yes I named my car Rhonda the Honda, don't hate. Yes that is right, I drive a 4 door Honda Civic. And I LOVE Speed. I got my 89 Honda Civic hatchback up to 118 mph, the steering wheel almost fell off, and I only did it once, back when I was 18 and invincible.
Yes, my point, I love speed, yet I drive a Honda Civic, I'm not saying my little unmodified Rhonda the Honda is going to blow a Porsche out of the water.....but seriously? When I drive faster and blow past you, GOING SPEED LIMIT, you need not be in a Porsche.....perhaps you could have bought a Buick? At least then I would know not to expect to much.
My biggest pet peeve, that really shouldn't bother me, but does, and recently met a client who agrees with me....
If you are going to buy a performance vehicle, such as a Porsche, BMW, Benz, Corvette, Ford Shelby GT (my dream car), even a Nissan Z, please.......please......please.....
LEARN TO DRIVE IT!! Use the performance that you paid all that money for. If you can't? Leave that sucker in the garage to show off when company comes around.
I can't stand it that people spend all this money on a high performance vehicle, it has speed, it has pick up, it has the horsepower to blow my Rhonda the Honda away, and I STOMP all over your car. Heck even my mom knows how to drive her VW Beetle Turbo, Please, it's shameful, for you!
What's your biggest pet peeve? Mamakat's inquiring minds want to know!