New York Giants win the Super Bowl! Yeahhhhh Budddddddy! Never doubted they would be world champions!!! AGAIN!!!
Hustle Like A Girl Scout
0No joke, these chicks are EVERY WHERE! I go to the grocery store, there they are. I go to the doctors office, there they are. I go out to eat, whattayah know, they are there, posted up right by the entrance. To every store in the entire world. Waiting, lurking with their cute little smiles and overly zealous parent chaperon. I go to great lengths to avoid these girls. But I got sucked into their web of lies and bought a box of Thin Mints. So today, my husbands friend and I were shopping and about 3 little scouts were…
Super Bowl Extravaganza
0It’s the start of Suu-Suuuu-Suuuuper Bowl weekend baby! And my Giants are in it……again! That’s what I’m talkin’ bout! There is only one way to watch this game, and it’s with a party. A massive one at that. I love a good party, sometimes they can be a pain in the ass to throw because, lets be honest, cleaning up all that shit suuuuucks! But when its all said and done, I really do have a great time hosting shindigs. Parties should always have 3 great things: great food, great drinks and a great crowd. If you have that, then…
May I Have…This Dance
0In efforts to make Baby A laugh last week, I started dancing like a spastic maniac around my living room. In the middle of one of my weird arm-jerking moves, I pulled a muscle in my neck and shoulder. I feel like such a tool for even saying that, but I got nothing to hide. So yesterday morning I wake up and can’t move my neck left or right and I have numbness down my entire arm. I immediately call my sister who is a Physical Therapist and she broke the news to me that I most likely have a…
Child Proofing: My Arch Nemisis
0Now that Baby A is extremely mobile, she has pretty much said screw playing with toys and hello to her new friends the smelly garbage, my expensive pots and the stair case. Oh yeah, and every single cabinet in my house. It’s really fun. That only means one thing for me to do: time to baby proof. Kill me. In AntiMom fashion, I truly hate the way those child proofing contraptions look. Hanging all over the knobs and shit, looking all plastic-y. We spent good money on our house and furniture, now I have to crap it all up. UGH!…
