Considering I overslept by ummm…1.5 hours and left my makeup in my husband’s car…now 25 miles away I am having a fan-fucking-tastic day! I refuse to NOT post on a Monday and given my Ikea theme this week, I present to you an AMAZING video of 2 high people attempting to assemble Ikea furniture. This… Continue reading A Hilarious Ikea Video
My back aches, I have about 3 new bruises, 2 scrapes and I’ve been stabbed by a wood nail in my pinky toe. I smell like the bottom of a trash can and this is only after almost completing my son’s bed: It’s going to be really cool because it does this: It pulls out… Continue reading Ikea Has Bent Me Over
My title says it all. I’m on day 3 of attempting to put together my son’s new bed from Ikea together. Allow me to demonstrate my mindset and where I currently am in the process: I’m on step 6 of 52 steps. On day 1 I realized I had one of the sides attached but… Continue reading Ill Equipped to Assemble Ikea Furniture
I’m always looking for inspiration. Today as I sat in my car, praying the lighting would hold off so soccer would continue on, I found this amazing little nugget. I laughed like I do when I see awkward family photos or people of Walmart. I will try (really hard) to not pass judgement. And maybe… Continue reading Disney Princess Nugget
I do, I really do. I read my spam comments just now and you would think I’m the Damn Budha or Suzi Orman. Makes me feel great and this makes up for the morning. “But Hot Mess, what happened this morning?” Glad I pretended you asked. So I put my makeup on in the car… Continue reading I Feel Like The Damn Budha
It’s quiet here, about 11:30 pm in Ohio. I am reflecting on the day. Though it’s Monday, my house looks like a frat party just took place. I have a passed out boy on the sofa. I look over to the table and see one last bite of an Ikea cinnamon roll, stabbed in the… Continue reading Reflecting On The Day
As many of you know, I have a 400 year old Chihauhau named Chichi Barbados. I want to share with you her diva like tendancies. Here she is refusing to move so my son can mow.
As I type this my 8-year-old is working on snack #1. He’ll probably end up tapping out at around 4 snacks this evening. My oldest, the 12-year-old, isn’t even done with his dinners yet. Despite a steak dinner at 6:30, he’ll probably have dinner #2 then begin his parade of snacks, stopping around midnight. Like… Continue reading How Do My Children Eat So Much?
I thought it would be a fun post to share with you guys a few pics from my past and comment on all of them. I grew up in an Italian-American household so several of the pics are from those events. Enjoy! Picture 1 This was I believe a birthday party held in honor… Continue reading A Trip Down Memory Lane
Before I tell you about Girls Weekend Part 2, I’d like to call out our wine charms for the weekend. Each little swimmer had a name on it’s ass….and it’s own little “package”. Despite looking for a swimmer named Fabio or Big Papa, I settled for Ryan. So here we are. If you want to… Continue reading Girls Weekend- Part 2