Bathroom Renovations

When we bought this house I dont think I looked at the bathroom. It seriously was the ugliest bathroom i had ever seen. The people that owned this house before us I dont  think updated it since 1962. It had a beautiful yellow tub surround with a beige tub , toilet and vanity. The tub surround was the color of cigarette smoke stain and has cracks through it. The most disturbing part of it was that the cracks were filled with clear silicone which looks moldy.  How did i not see that. Anywho, i FINALLY got my husband to renovate it but my husband has never renovated a bathroom before so he decided it would be a good idea to hire his buddy for the job. OMG, not a good idea. I swear to god this guy, this buddy of my husbands(lets call him Jim) was ok but where he wasnt ok was making my bathroom feel even smaller than it was. He did things to my bathroom without asking me and that irritated me to no end. But as far as my husband was concerns Jim was AMAZING, i swear my husbands nose was up Jims ass the whole project. I on the other hand found him VERY unprofessional. He was suppose to have the job done on Saturday, he came on Sat at like 11am , stayed until 1pm and left with my bathroom still not done. I asked my husband where he went and if he was coming back and my husband said that he was returning on Sunday because he had BAND practice,lol. How old are you,lol. who does that. Anyway he didnt finish the bathroom and I still dont have a door. There is nothing worse then sitting on the can and fearing that your husband will come home with friends and find you sitting on the toilet with your nickers down. Before I would just quickly close the door but  cant, CAUSE I DONT HAVE ONE.LOL. I will never do a renovation again, I swear we almost got divorced,lol.

Oliver at 8 months old:)

Yesterday Oliver turned 8 months old. I never realized he would grow up so fast.I know that's kind of a lame thing to say but being a first time mom I guess I didnt realize how time feels like it just flies by. I now understand why woman usually have more than one baby,lol. One blink and the baby is in school:) I feel like I wish the time could have gone by slower and keep thinking that maybe I didnt really enjoy those moments when he was so small and now they are gone. lol, Im rambling with remorse. He's crawling now, oh joy, he never wants to sit still and wants to get into EVERYTHING!! I miss when he wasnt mobile, as im sure most moms do,lol. Ive stopped breast feeding even though  I would have LOVED to continue. I felt quitting was necessary if I wanted to keep my nipples since he was biting so hard that Im sure i would have lost at least one. I tried to tell him no, and that he was hurting mommy but he mistook my cry's for laughter and thought it was HILARIOUS when he would bite. I found it so hard not to laugh with him even though I was in utter pain. He loves cartoons but he also loves books it's so cute.He has seriously started to grow into a little man. I dont know how I will go back to work, maybe I wont. We shall see where life takes us. For the first time ever I think Im not going to make a plan. Im just going to enjoy everything and let what happens happens. I guess Oliver isnt the only one doing the growing:)

The post baby sucking the life out of your boobs bra

So last night I went to go to the mall just to get out of the house and decided to go into La senza to buy a nice bra. I haven't worn a "real" bra since before Oliver and thought it was time to get one that lifted WAY up and separated. I am no fool, I knew that they wouldn't be the same as before. I new some life in them was gone but I had no idea how much. I thought that they`d hang sown south  braless but with a bra they would look like my old pre baby fabulous boobs. Listen I dont know if Im making it sound worse than it is but Im still reeling from the shock. The good news is that my boobs went from a "DD" to "C". When the lady measured me I was pleased since HUGE boobs are so 2011.  I went into the dressing room with my beautiful glittery bra, it was one of those bras that just look pretty aka ones woman only wear when its their hubby bday,valentines day or xmas if u know what i mean). I  put it on and stopped cold. Who knows if it was the bra or me but my boobs were beyond  lifeless. Instead of lifting up and separating they instead lifted halfway and melted into one  giant boob with a crack down the middle,lol. I guess I just figured that they would still have their pert roundness with a bra on.`They did not. I left the change room and high tailed it out of there muttering curse words and not wiling to try others on. You know what they reminded me of in that bra? They reminded me of those bean bags  that they give you in elementary school to juggle with.lol. Im probably making a mountain into saggy lifeless boobies but you always hear the rumors and then when it happens to you and you realize it..... Ìm  just devastated, just devastated.

Dear Old Dutch Potato Chip Company......

 I was talking to my best friend Sarah today and we were discussing what we did on our Saturday night.She said that last night(saturday) she had a couple glasses of wine and ended up writting a complaint letter to Old Dutch (which is a very popular potato chip company for those who havent heard of them). I immediatly started laughing VERY hard because if i know Sarah which I definitly do, I know that the letter she wrote ended up being HILARIOUS!!!!Especially after a couple beverages,lol . She read me the letter and i was NOT disapointed!! I laughed so hard I almost pee'd my pants. I pictured Liz Lemon from 30 rock writting this letter which even made it funnier because this is something her character also would do,lol.I begged her to send me a copy to post on this blog to share with all of you because it is THAT funny...and she said yes. So here it is.. Enjoy!!

From: sarah 
To: "consumercare@olddutchfoods.com"
Sent: Sunday, February 5, 2012 12:49:24 AM
Subject: Customer Feedback

Dear Old Dutch Chips,

 

I love your chips. It's as simple as that. No movie, road trip, camping experience, BBQ, picinic, party or get-together is complete unless a bag or box of Old Dutch Potato Chips is there to enjoy. You can understand my dismay when I excitedly sat down to munch on my Saturday night Sour Cream & Green Onion chips and made a terrible discovery, the majority of my beloved chips were brown and stale. It seemed like the potatoes used to make these supposedly delicious treats were rotten.

 

I recently purchased these rancid imposters at a Superstore located on St. Mary's Road in Winnipeg, Manitoba. The Proof of Purchase is 066343144948 and the experation date is listed as March 29, 2012. I just thought you folks at Old Dutch should know as I know you're better than this. I hope others have not been tragically disappointed as well and that the next bag I open will stand up to its usual delicious self. Do not fear, I will still eat your chips but I will now buy two bags in case one is nasty. Touche Old Dutch. Touche.

 

One more thing, why does it look like Sour Cream is giving Onion the finger on the boxes of chips? I always thought they were good together.

 

Sincerely,

Sarah Pxxxxxxx

Drip

Well I am happy to report that I have officially stopped peeing myself. It's been almost 6 month after giving birth and it took this long for me to stop peeing??? I cant even imagine how long its going to take if this happens when i have another. It honestly makes me fearful. Nothing is worse then being out with your girls , one of them makng a joke and peeing a little.

Deep thoughts......

It's funny, I dont really have anything I can say to why I dont have enough time in the day to write my blog.  I honestly just forget to write it, nothing exciting happens to make my brain say "hey, I got to write about that in my blog". I am busy through out my day though but its with more little stuff. Wake up, feed the baby, play with baby, baby goes for a nap, mommy checks out her facebook, baby wakes up, feed baby, baby plays, baby naps, mommy checks out her emails, baby wakes up..... you get the picture,lol. Yes its very exciting in my house hold right now. The one thing that I have going on is that Im going through stuff for our annual garage sale. I say annual because we have one every year. You would think that one would be enough but i have issues about letting things go, so every year im ready to let go of a little more junk in the basement. I obviously have a hoarders amount of crap down there to keep doing one every year. I should take a closer look at that issue. Ive realized that my husband has a bigger problem that I do though when it comes to letting things go. I have "stuff" I need to let go of and he has "crap" he needs to let go of, big diiference.Ive been of his case about going through his closet and he FINALLY did it. I had to supervise of course ( or else he would get rid of NOTHING). Anyway , we went through his closet and it was amazing how many shorts he had. This is incredibly insain since we live in one of the COLDEST climates on earth. Our winters are sometimes 8 months long with 2 months of "shorts" weather and this man has 15 pairs.  It wasnt easy to get him to let go of most of them. There was some resistance, some bardering and even some tears. I have to admit I too shed a couple tears when I finally decided that those size 3 jeans will NEVER fit me again and i had to let go. I had a big bag of "skinny" clothes that I had to get rid of. Clothes from my early 20's when I was toned and hot and spent every weekend at the bar with my girls. Going through my old clothes was an eye opening experience. I could believe i was so tiny and as i went thought the clothes one by one i was plagued with one question. One question I needed answered, one question that could ONLY be answered once i spoke to people  who were there. I called up one of my girlfriends and asked the question that was burning in my brain...."did we dress like sluts?" Im older now so my opinion is skewed so what i think is "slutty" now maybe wasnt back then. She said no and that made me feel better but then again she IS a slut. I miss the 80's when you could wear what ever you wanted and the weirder and freakier the outfit was, the cooler it was. I miss Jelly shoes, sequins in jeans and jean jackets and rubber braclets.  I miss how everyday was like Halloween:) I feel so old.

A new year, happy 2012:)

My life as Oliver's Mom

It's a newyear filled with new resolutions for me to break. 2011 was an awesome year! The best year actually, it is the year  my son Oliver was born:) This year has started off kind of bumpy since i have done my 2012 weigh in and the numbers arent good. So my newyear resolution was to start eating healthy on January 1st, it didnt go very well so my new resolution is to start eating healthy on January 13th. Today is January 13th. Oliver is 5 months old on the 17th of January and I cant believe how fast the time has gone. It really feels as if i blink and he has done something new. Being a mom is allot different than i thought it was going to be, not in a bad way just different,harder.  I thought being married and having a baby would be pretty easy since I would have someone to help out. But I have come to a realization, men are useless when it comes to babies.lol. Even when my husband tries to help out, somehow he makes more work for me. What takes him 30 minutes, takes me 5. He tries so hard and i love him for that:)  At first thought it was just my husband that was a moron  but after talking to allot of my girlfriends who have babies and husbands the conclusion is this.... ALL men are idiots when it comes to some baby stuff and no one can do it better than mommy.