Operation Tubetop

Well, apologies for a very serious post coming up. This is kind of an important day. I know for all of my lovely American friends that it is Thanksgiving and I hope that you are all having a great meal and spending a wonderful day with your family. Thanksgiving was also a great anniversary for me for a friendship starting. It is also an important birthday for my sister today. I am proud of her for being such an inspiring person and for being an amazing mother. Happy birthday, Tonya. I wish I could celebrate today with you. Enough about you. On to me. Heh. Joking. Or not. Or yes? Happy birthday! Anyway, a year ago on Thanksgiving... I celebrated the worst day of my life. That might sound dramatic and well... it was. Back in November of 2013, we were in the midst of the Daycare problems. There were threats of kicking him out and there was the Aspergers Letter written by a student and I finally signed my work contract after two years of doubt and it was just a difficult time. We had hir

Sup? It's Wednesday. It's cold. It's windy and I've been acting like a 20 year old with a disposable income the last half week. To balance out my crazy Tila Tequila ways, we took the Kid to an indoor spielplatz on Saturday. I can't write about it here just yet. Patience. I'm saying patience to myself because I am literally chomping at the bit right now. I hope for not much longer. Saturday night I went to my favourite restaurant; Satrapezo. The food is glorious, the service fantastic, and the prices are reasonable. We ordered a 21 euro bottle of wine and I had a little internal heart attack when they served it with such flourish. Did I miss a "0" on the wine price list. But, no, it was all good. After dinner, because I felt like I hadn't Paris Hilton'd it up enough, we headed to a bar near my place. That was how I justified the bar hop; "Sis jus round carner from meeeeee!!!". We didn't know where the bar was so I said to t

Hola everybody! It is Friday night and I am in my sweats, currently enjoying a cranberry vodka because Mommy can't drink yeast. Ugh. Pity party for one. Or not... because I am enjoying cranberry juice WITH vodka. When life gives you something uncomfortable, you switch to vodka... and cranberry juice. I think you get what I am saying. I couldn't BE more obvious. It has been a hectic week and I am still all angtsy for my "exciting news" to happen officially so that I can brag and brag. But I will be patient. Where's my drink? This week was a bit of blur with a lot of annoying whining on my part. And it was also filled with a lot of laughter. So here is a bit of a re-cap using keywords again. Cellphone: Son of a bitch! My alarm didn't go off again. I overslept. This is the second time in a few weeks and it has thrown me for a loop. I do not OVERSLEEP! My normal time for arising from my coffin is 5 a.m. On Tuesday morning, I woke up with a start. I loo

Oh guys. I love made-for-tv films. I don't know what it is about them but they are special. The Husband and I truly love craptastic films that we can watch while on the sofa. We cackle, we discuss and we laugh and laugh. On one of our two romantical weekend trips we took this summer, we about lost our ever loving minds when we discovered that there was a channel that showed true life crime movies 24 hours straight. Oh! The goodness that was shown. We watched a film starring the brunette from Charlie's angels. This true story was about a nurse who faked her pregnancies to hold on to her married boyfriend. Then she got desperate for babies and ended up killing a woman. Lori Laughlin starred in it as well. Fantastic. Then there was another one starring Jack Ritter who plays an abusive husband and it was kind of like someone casting Mr. Rogers to play a South American drug lord. All so wrong... But again, so fantastic. And the third film we watched starred Lisa Rinna, Harry Ham

Sup? It is Monday night and I just inhaled a mozzarella/pesto ciabatta sammich and all is right in the world. I am still recovering from a fun fun weekend. And I am also in the middle of a biggish project. I've been a bit of a pain in the tuckus by writing on Facebook about "MY EXCITING NEWS!" that I can't reveal yet. I apologize. But all will be revealed soon. On Friday evening I had a meeting that ties into MY EXCITING NEWS and I kind of feel like I have been on a legal high ever since. All will be revealed soon. Soon, my pretties, soon. Patience. Shhhhh. Saturday turned out to be an awesome awesome night. I took my early morning walk with my friend. We did 14 k which is absolutely insane and pretty awesome and yet my pants are still too damned tight. Ugh. Then I pulled out the Christmas decorations and the Michael Buble Christmas CD. The Husband was all like: "Why? Why are you doing this? It's too early!" and I was like "Well, I figure if I

O.K. O.K. I know that it is too soon to talk about Christmas but you know what? We are about 6 weeks away and that is a little too close for comfort for me. I have a ton of gifts to purchase and glitter to glue to shit and I might be freaking out a little. I have shown extreme restraint by not decorating yet. I am waiting until the weekend before December 1st. Then all bets are off; it will look like an elf had his first innapropriate dirty thought in here. It is going to be amahzing. I have a whole slew of films to start watching. This is my list: Elf, Home Alone 1 and 2, The Family Stone, Love, Actually, Scrooged, National Lampoons Christmas Vacation (I literally giggle myself into an asthma attack when the squirrel scene happens), Jingle All the Way (what? Arnie is a national hero, shut it), White Christmas, Gremlins, The Santa Clause, The Santa Clause 2, The Muppet Christmas Carol, Fred Claus, anything from Lifetime starring Melissa Joan Hart and/or Tori Spelling.. Oh so much