Nov 302009
 

Oh, darling Jessica. How did you know that I would need help with content this week? You are a doll. So here’s a simple little meme for you guys to chew on while I finish packing.

Name someone with the same birthday as you:
Off the top of my head I know that Lucy Lawless (Xena: Warrior Princess) and I share a birthday.

Where was your first kiss?
I honestly don’t remember my first kiss ever but I DO remember my first kiss with my husband. I was renting a house with a couple of friends in Norman, OK. I had gone out with Jacob a couple of times and met his friends so after a night at the bar they all came back to my house to watch Shaun of the Dead (HIGH-larious). Jacob and I stepped into the backyard to smoke a cigarette and get some alone time to talk and he leaned down and kissed me. It was lovely.

Have you ever seriously vandalized someone else’s property?
I have never vandalized anyone’s property.

Have you ever hit someone of the opposite sex?
Nope. Only in a playful manner.

Have you ever sung in front of a large number of people?

YES. Karaoke, baby!

What’s the first thing you notice about your preferred sex?
Hair and eyes.

What really turns you off?
Bad teeth and ugly shoes.

What do you order at Starbucks?
Right now I’m loving the pumpkin spice latte. Venti, of course.

What is your biggest mistake?
Not finishing college before jumping into a career that I really hated.

Have you ever hurt yourself on purpose?
Getting piercings and tattoos.

Say something totally random about yourself:
I hate eggs but will eat them if made into an omelet.

Has anyone ever said you looked like a celebrity?
I look like Satan.

Do you still watch kiddie movies or TV shows?
Of course! We love Yo Gabba Gabba in my house.

Did you have braces?
When I was 13 I had braces for a little over a year.

Are you comfortable with your height?
Yeah, I’m a pretty common height, 5’4”.

What is the most romantic thing someone of the preferred sex has done for you?

My husband is so romantic. It’s the little things that make me fall in love with him like taking the baby so I can sleep in late or making dinner. I swoon on a daily basis.

When do you know it’s love?
You. Just. Know.

Do you speak any other languages?

Not really. I know a little French and I’m slowly learning Farsi.

Have you ever been to tanning salon?

I’ve never laid in the UV coffin but I have done the spray tan a few times.

Have you ever ridden in a limo?
A couple of times. That’s something that’d be special for younger people. I’m over it.

What’s something that really annoys you?
People who are oblivious and block a walkway. I just want to ram them with the stroller.

What’s something you really like?

Swimming, reading, blogging, sleeping.

Can you dance?

I dance about as well as the average person.

Have you ever been rushed by an ambulance into the emergency room?
I have never been in an ambulance. The one time it was offered to me I declined since my injury wasn’t bad enough to necessitate a ride in the ambulance.

 Posted by at 1:23 pm
Nov 292009
 

I’m not interested in taking sides or claiming that I know anything about the situation that I have witnessed in bits and pieces.

What I have noticed is that there is some incredibly silly but hurtful drama going on in the mommy blogosphere. It’s gross. I am not even going to name names or link to anyone’s blog because I’m so embarrassed by it.

If someone in blog land posts something hateful about you there is a better way to handle it than to publicly blast her.

With that said, claiming that you have received death threats is pretty pathetic too.

I have recently become Twitter friends with women on both sides of this childish debaucle and I have no interest in confronting either about it. The reality is that I just need to get it out of my head and I’ll be over it.

Stirring up shit may draw attention to you and your blog but it is NOT the right kind of attention.

While I don’t think that everyone needs to agree I do think that we all need to play nice. Common courtosey is not overrated.

We’re women, let’s be CLASSY and NOT trashy.

#justsayin.

 Posted by at 7:06 am
Nov 282009
 

Would any of you badasses like to do a blog badge exchange? I love your blogs and you love mine so let’s spread the love. Or whatever. If you are interested or already have my badge leave me a comment so I can grab yours (your badge, or your ass)!

MOMMYISROCKNROLL OR ELSE


 Posted by at 3:46 am
Nov 262009
 

I know that on Thanksgiving it’s expected of us bloggers to write about what we’re thankful for so of course I’m going to do it too. Because, well, baaaaaaaaaah (uh, that’s a sheep).

In no particular order and now with less sappy sentiment! I AM GRATEFUL FOR:

  • My husband and daughter. They are the reasons why I don’t go on killing sprees.
  • Meeting and making new friends and then destroying those friendships only to find out that they weren’t really friends anyway. Everybody wins!
  • Making my first bloggy friend.
  • Having unwavering support from Jacob in me going back to school and him riding my ass to do my homework and quit being such a flake and WILL YOU SHUT DOWN TWITTER ALREADY YOU HAVE ASSIGNMENTS TO DO!
  • Not giving up on baking even thought I am an epic FAIL in the kitchen. In this case practice doesn’t make perfect but it does make soggy banana bread.
  • Sticking with my blog and being determined to take it to the next level. I don’t plan on making millions or even thousands on my blog but I would like to make some money. It has also reminded me how much I love to write (and read, for that matter) and has redirected my goals for what I want to be when I grow up.
  • Dr. Pepper. Just… thank you for existing.
  • My brother-in-law for fighting for our country and for my sister and niece who will be spending over twelve months without him at home.
  • DVR.
  • Glee. Seriously. BEST. SHOW. EVER. But also House. I heart you both.
  • Finding medication that is helping me manage the crazy.
  • BUYING A HOUSE. It’s so stressful and I want to break some faces up at BoA but it will be worth it.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

 Posted by at 1:44 pm
Nov 252009
 

We were supposed to close on the house today. TODAY. Like, by now we should have the keys in our hands and zero money in the bank.

What happened, Lauren?

I explained it here. I don’t want to copy pasta and deprive you from getting to know another blog. It’s a public service provided by the hotness over at Rock and Drool for all of those posts you MUST write but can’t or won’t publish on your own blog. Anonymity is sexy. There are posts that I should have posted over there but didn’t. So go check it out. OR ELSE!

I’M A MOTHER FUCKING LOOSE CANNON!

We are so not packed yet. Most of the shit we don’t use everyday is packed but the house still looks like a trailer that got caught in a tornado. Only, it’s an apartment and our stuff isn’t torn apart but strewn about the place. I’m trying to remain organized but I am thisclose to just tossing random things into boxes and being done with it. There are clothes everywhere and I feel like a photo of our living room should be in the dictionary next to the definition of chaos. At least it’s manageable chaos.

My baby sister and my niece (her daughter) have been here for a week already. I wish that time would move more slowly but it is what it is. We have had a blast so far and I will totally recap it soon. Maybe this weekend when I am supposed to be packing but will in fact be sitting in my pajamas dicking* around on Twitter and watching DVDs. Because that’s how I roll.

I have some type of sinus infection or head cold or booger infestation thing going on right now. And? It is fucking AWESOME. I can’t really breathe through my nose because it’s clogged but if I breathe through my mouth then my lips and the inside of my mouth become raw. The air here is dry so I’m basically a giant crusty booger. With arms and legs. Oh, and huge tits. Mustn’t forget the tits.

I am totally going to compose another blog post right after I publish this one and it will have a Thanksgiving theme. Or I’ll just do my usual random ALL CAPS sentences and throw in some foul language. Because why? THAT’S HOW I MOTHER FUCKING ROLL!

* FYI – According to Blogger’s spellchecker ‘dicking’ is not a real word. I call shenanigans!

 Posted by at 10:54 pm
Nov 232009
 

I’m sure that no one wants to read my review of the Twilight Saga: New Moon so I won’t write one. What I will say is that it was fucking rad and oh yeah HOT TOPLESS GUYS.

It made me feel giddy like the first time I saw Leonardo DiCaprio in Romeo + Juliet in the eighth grade.

I relate to Bella’s awkwardness but she is much more desirable to her male counterparts than I was in high school. I remember going to the movies with a guy I liked and wanting to hold his hand and lean my head on his shoulder. I was never so depressed that I would sink into a hole if I was single but I do know what it feels like to have someone tell you that they can’t or won’t see you again and having your world fall apart.

I am not sure if I will EVER be ready to tell that story here or anywhere. First love and first loss is always difficult. I do remember crying a lot and writing letters that were never sent. I was a lot like Bella, desperate to have him back and not understanding why he didn’t want to be with me.

Being in love is amazing and exhausting especially when you’re young. You put everything you’ve got into it and if you get the same in return, great. If not, you do your best to cope and move on but the pain is always there.

All I know is that I love love. The rush, the tingles, the butterflies. But I am so grateful to NOT be young and stupid anymore.

Okay, just young. WHATEVS.

So there you go. New Moon is fabulous. Go see it with friends. Your husband will only roll his eyes at the screen and wish he were watching something else.

HOWEVER, once you get back home unleash your pent up sexual tension from two hours of Edward and Jacob onto your husband. Then he’ll become Twi-hard.

 Posted by at 12:22 am
Nov 222009
 

I will be writing a post about New Moon. Just not right now.

Tonight I will dream of vampires and werewolves and love.

Only I don’t have to dream of love because I’ve already got it. He’s asleep in our bed.

Oh, and TEAM JACOB!

 Posted by at 6:09 am
Nov 212009
 

I think I have the swine flu.

Okay. Not really.

But my throat hurts and I felt kinda achy today. I didn’t get any packing done. I did fold some laundry but didn’t put it away.

My sister came over for a little while to “help” but we mostly just chatted while she folded some towels.

Today was a total waste. I managed to take a shower today which was really my most significant accomplishment. I slow cooked some veggies for the baby but didn’t make dinner for Jacob and me. I even went to bed at 7:30pm but Peanut woke me up at 10 and it’s now after 3am and I’m still up. LAME. I have to get up at a reasonable time tomorrow and I need my rest. Why the fuck am I still up? This night owl business is stupid and I’m so tired of it.

My whackjob sleep habits are causing Peanut to have totally messed up sleeping habits. I complain that she stays up so late but it’s my own fault.

Seriously, Lauren, go to bed already.

 Posted by at 9:15 am
Nov 182009
 

My sister and niece are coming into town today and they will be here for two months which makes me ecstatic!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I miss my girls so much. It’s hard when your best friend lives so far away. Before she moved to Georgia we had grown so close that her leaving was so painful for me. I physically ached for my best friend. She couldn’t control where her husband got stationed once he joined the Army. While we are glad that their lives finally have stability her family back home misses her and the baby so much.

But that’s neither here nor there. It is what it is.

Besides, SHE’S COMING! The next two months are going to kick some serious ass. I may have a hard time keeping up with a regular posting schedule but it’s not as if you care anyway. It’s not like I signed up to do NaBloPoNoHoMoDoJoMoJoRoYo or whatever.

Rad bitches. Holla. (Uh, me & sister in Charlotte in August.)

 Posted by at 1:29 pm
Nov 172009
 

I share my bed with the cutest, cuddliest, sweetest…

BED HOG. Seriously. I lay her down and she decides to sleep in the MIDDLE of my side of the bed. Her spot on the bed is either in the middle of the bed itself in between JuJu and I or on the other side of me closest to the edge (there is always a firm pillow or something there to keep her from falling off, don’t worry, we are careful co-sleepers). But no. Not this time. She has flung herself in my spot. And you know that if I try to move her I will FAIL and she will wake up and then I’ll have to nurse back to sleep AGAIN FOR THE FIFTIETH TIME IN A SINGLE NIGHT.

But she’s so warm and cuddly. I’ll let her get away with it this time.

 Posted by at 1:09 pm