I am a wine drinker. The dryer the better and I only drink cabernet. As a little girl in an Italian family, I was given a miniature wine glass complete with about an ounce of wine. I was 4. “Start with Lambrusco and work your way up to dry wines,” my father told me along… Continue reading Hot Mess Drink’s Beer For The First Time
I really don’t have a lot to tell you guys other than I am super excited about tomorrow after work. Tomorrow after work, we are getting complimentary VIP wrist bands to something called Craft Brew At The Zoo. This may come as a shock after all….. I hate beer I have a severe phobia of… Continue reading Craft Brew At The Zoo
Saturday kicked off the beginning of soccer season with what is known as a friendly game at 9 a.m. for my 8-year-old son, while my husband was taking my 12-year-old to his game. To be honest, there isn’t such a thing as a soccer season. Perhaps a soccer year? It’s like a unicorn or big… Continue reading This Isn’t A Locker Room!
This post is a a bunch of miscellaneous so I apologize for the ADD like qualities of it. Look….a shiny squirl…… The Lump So as I wrote here, I have a gigantic, 1.5″ in diameter lump on the right side of the back of my head. The doctor (not my doctor as she was off… Continue reading Another Lump, Soccer and Back To School
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
As mentioned in a previous post, I was invited to a girls weekend half past deliverance and just before the Ohio River. My experience of the wilderness includes one miserable night at girl scout camp, combined with staying at a Best Western or a Hampton Inn in Northern Kentucky for a soccer tournament. At 2PM,… Continue reading Girls Weekend- Part 1
Now my son didn’t wake up Sunday and announce to family and friends, “I wish to be Tupac or Eminem.” No, he has simply requested, nah, demanded a set of luxuries that go beyond my husband’s and my means. Maybe these would be possible if my husband didn’t put hundreds of dollars a month into… Continue reading My Son Wants To Live Like A Rapper
I’m back bitches! Again, term of endearment. Love you all! So I have been out in the woods this past weekend with 0 cell or wifi service and it killed me, not gonna lie. Because this weekend is treated as sacred and top secret, I have promised the ladies I went camping with that my… Continue reading Anatomy Of Hot Mess Camping
As I sit at my kitchen table this evening, I’m feeling nostalgic about all the things we’ve gone through on this blog, Facebook and Twitter. We’ve had some memories and I want you to know I treasure them. I am going camping tomorrow and need to say good bye just in case. “Your not going… Continue reading Hot Mess Goes Glamping
I don’t like to post about my day too often because I know you guys don’t give 2 shits about it and I’m ok with that. I had various health revelations today I’d like to share. I went to bed at 3 am last night because I couldn’t sleep. No idea why. I had a… Continue reading My Hot Mess Day
