Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Puff Face

My poor Baby Loretta got stung.  :(

Dreams

My anxiety medication makes me have some crazy-ass dreams some times.  I am talking full on movie type ones that I seem to never forget.  And when they are truly scary and I wake myself from it, it never fails to start right back up where it left off.  Sometimes I have to make myself sit up for a little while to really clear the cogs.  But there are other times that they are freaking awesome and I wish they never ended.

Last night, it was a cross between the show Mad Men and The Strain.  It was truly terrifying and awesome all in one.

Monday, September 15, 2014

I Do Love Him So Though!

Yesterday Bryan and I celebrated our 5 year anniversary.  Our marriage date was actually the 18th but our schedules just meshed better for yesterday.  I want to talk about the amazing place he took me that was delicious and like a field trip all in one.  We invited both kids because we enjoy spending time with them too but only Claire wanted to go.  She has the sickness right now but was feeling a little better.  She mostly ate soup when we were there anyway.  I will go more into the day some other time but I had to share this comment Bryan made in the truck that made me give him the stink eye however it cracked Claire up.

Bryan:  I need a new butt because mine has a crack in it.

Rolling my eyes now.

Monday, September 8, 2014

SSSShhhhhhhhhhh

Last night we were eating dinner and Claire mentioned how silly her Dad was being when she came home from skating and hanging with friends.  With Bryan working different hours now as a manager, we don't get to hang and have drinks together as much as we used to.  Luckily for me, I don't mind being a party for one.  ;)

Anyway, we did get to have drinks Saturday after he got home from work.  He had fallen asleep on the couch when Miss Claire came home and proceeded to lay down on the other couch to watch some tv.  She said he woke up, went into the hall, used the bathroom, and then started at her from the hall making grunting noises.  She asked him if he was ok, he cursed and then laid back down on the couch.  She thought he fell back asleep but she said he got back up and leaned over her to I guess see if she was still awake.  Then he laid back down.  She thought the whole thing was hilarious but I mentioned that I didn't like that he got mean while being drunk.

Then Taylor pipes in that it's ok becuase Mimi does too.  He was talking about my step-mom.  They had gone hunting this past weekend and I guess on the way up, my step-mom decided to have some beers while my Dad drove and Taylor chilled in the back.  They went through the drive thru where my step-mom got the idea to try and give her empty beer cans to the drive thru worker.  My dad told her they weren't going to take them to which she replied yes they would and to shut up.  Taylor thought it was hysterical.

Family.  =)

Thursday, September 4, 2014

Throwback Thursday

On of my faves from when we went to Disney in FL.  I love the fact that everyone is looking the same way cept Taylor.

Tuesday, September 2, 2014

Biscuits Are My Nemesis

I got a question for ya'll.  This past weekend I made biscuits for the kids for the first time ever.  Now don't get me wrong, they have had them when we go out for breakfast or over at a relatives but I personally have not made any for them.  Why you may ask?  Because I am scared of them.

I recently picked up a roll thinking how easy and quick it would be to whip this up for the kids on the weekend but when the day rolled around, I eyed the packaging warily.  I had forgotten how you "unwrap" these delightful darlings.  I don't know about the rest of the world but I stand there with my entire body puckered up and squinting like the explosion is going to take out an eye.

I actually called Claire in to do it but since this was her first time, I had to walk her through it.  She peeled the paper like it says to and when there was no paper left, the can had yet to pop.  I then instructed her to lightly bang it against the counter and still, nothing.  It was like a dud on the 4th of July.  She went to hand it to me and wouldn't you know that as we exchanged it, it decides to pop making us both scream.  Curse you biscuits!!

So my question is .......... Does anyone have any suggestions on how to open biscuits without causing me an anxiety attack?

New Pic of Miss Loretta