Thanks to numerous spells of food poisoning, I have become extremely paranoid when eating and cooking chicken. It has become so bad that I have avoided favorite restaurant spots and cooking certain recipes because they remind me of the horribleness that I once endured. Sometimes I think my eyes do tricks on me and I see pink when I cut into a nice, juicy piece of chicken. It may be cooked perfectly, but my freakish mind immediately thinks the worst and I push it away. To be frank, it SUCKS! I have to live in such fear that every piece…
Ohhhh Sexy Girlfriendddd
0My husband considers himself a movie fanatic. Claims he’s seen pretty much every movie out there, and I’ll admit, he’s right. He can quote the most random of movies, except one specific genre. The most coveted of cult movies – the coming of age, 80’s teen classics. What.The.Fuck. When I asked him about movies like “Sixteen Candles”, “The Breakfast Club”, “Pretty in Pink”, “Say Anything”, he just sat there, confused. ?!?!?!?!?! Ok, I’d understand if he maybe hadn’t seen one or two, but EVERY movie I mentioned he said no. How does he not know who Samantha Baker or Long…
The Analyzation of Mindless Television
0Since being stuck indoors for the past 7 days with a sick baby, I’ve been watching a lot of TV. So from the lack of sleep in conjunction with the hours of mindless television, my brain is mush. But clearly there were some active brain cells still up in there last night when I was watching a re-run of “How I Met Your Mother”. It was the very first episode, surprisingly, one I have never seen. If anyone knows me they know I’m not one of those people that watch every show on every channel religiously. I have my favorites…
Screw This Cold Spell
0South Florida, my tropical residence of 15 years, is going through its yearly cold spell and everyone is going out of their mind. For northerners out there, a cold spell down here can compare to a nice spring day by you. Anything below 70 degrees usually sends everyone into a state of panic. Anything lower than that, like this past week, snow gear is broken out just to get to the store. You think I’m exaggerating. Yesterday I wore my UGGs. (Yes, I own a pair of UGGs. Don’t laugh.) I saw people with winter marshmallow man coats on, running…
The Party’s Over.
0You all warned me that this time would come. I didn’t want to believe it. I tried to trick myself that this would last for years, but it didn’t. Remember the most incredibly amazing, greatest baby jumping invention I so lovingly praised? Baby A is starting to become very bored of her jumper and I couldn’t be more upset! WTF am I going to do when I need some “me” time (me time = cleaning)??! She has been crawling for a few months, but now its all she wants to do. Crawl around and stand. Crawl some more, and stand…
