I'm Featured!!

It's all about me!

I'm the featured blogger over on The Red Dress Club today. Go check it out. I, of course, am hysterical and entertaining....I kid, I kid. But seriously...go...now.

Wordless Wednesday {Hooray Santa}

* Yeah. This is a picture of a picture, the scanner was not cooperating.

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We're almost there...a few more days of voting. Go go go!!!

#SHHHHH

Just because I love you, I present the list of things I've done recently that I should be too embarrassed to tell people about...

• I spent a really long time trying to decide whether or not I put on deodorant. I tried smelling. I tried poking under my arms. That resulted in deodorant on my finger and then I spent another several minutes trying to decide what to do with said deodorant on my finger. Sadly this is a daily occurrence. #SHHHHH
• I used shampoo as soap. It was not intentional. But you can't image the extra volume my bumper had, at least I'm blaming it on the shampoo and not the red velvet cake I've been shoving in my talk-hole. #SHHHHHH
• I searched for my car keys for about 5 minutes getting increasingly more anxious. All the while wondering what the noise outside was. It was the car running. #SHHHHH
• I tried switching the tv, from tv to dvd. I couldn't get it to work. Apparently I just needed to press the tv/video button. I've done this maybe a thousand times. I absolutely couldn't figure it out. #SHHHHH
• I have watched every episode of America's Next Top Model. I saved this one for last since it's clearly the most embarrassing. #SHHHHH

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Keep voting! We're within days of the top 10...and then I can stop bugging you about it :D

Why Can't I Get in the Swing

I just can't seem to get into the Christmas spirit this year. Which is crazy since it's my first Christmas as a mom. We were going to get our tree this weekend, but didn't. I was going to pull out the decorations, but I didn't. I have so much to do still and just can't seem to get with it. Anyone else having trouble getting in the spirit?


Plus I have to figure out Pie's birthday...any and all suggestions welcome. Seriously. Any.

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WOO HOO!! Thanks to your voting I've made it into round three. I would love to make it into the Final 10, so if you have a sec, go vote? I'll love you forever!

Flash...Dance...I mean fiction. Flash Fiction

So let's have some fun. Let's do some flash fiction this week.

If you're unfamiliar with flash fiction, think of it as a condensed short story. Shorter than short. The word count for flash fiction typically ranges from 100 to 2000 words.

We have two prompts for you to choose from this week...
Trapped.
or...
I truly enjoyed spending time with them. I just had to decide which of them I would kill.

And go!

Result:
She was trapped. There was no way Emily would ever be able to get out from under this sweaty, disgusting redneck. She had known that last shot of Goldschläger was a bad idea, but damn she loved the cinnamon burn. She really should just stay away from the stuff completely, because this always happened. A few drinks with the girls, turned into a few more with whoever was buying, and then the next thing she knew some gross dude was suddenly ‘The One.’

Tonight’s gross dude had flailed around on her for all of 2.7 seconds before collapsing in total exhaustion. Emily was certain that it had not been a worthwhile trade for the $4.50 shot. If he had managed to hold out for 4.8 or even 3.2 seconds, then maybe she could have written it off as breaking even. Any chance of rationalizing the encounter was instantly erased as he mumbled, “that was great, Amy,” belched directly into her face, and rolled over. “Well,” Emily thought, “at least I’m not trapped anymore.”

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And just to make sure I'm not trapped (ahhh...get it...you like how I tied that in?) in the bottom, please take a second and vote.

Yeah...about that...

I am completely fried today. We're getting ready for a craft fair this weekend and that plus a teething grump equals a really out of it Sara. So today's post will be full of random...

A) Why is my child so compelled to eat things not meant for eating?

1. Wii remote (she has her own now...so chew away love)
2. Pillow (no idea why she loves this thing so much but it's a fav)
3. Magnet (who knows)
4. My sunglasses (she looks so grown up in this one)
5. Bubble wrap (hasn't totally decided on this one, but clearly doesn't hate it)
6. Cell phone cover (better than the phone itself I guess)

B) Pamela at 2 Much Testosterone and I were discussing Showgirls yesterday, as you do. Wait, what?! You don't sit around talking about Showgirls?! That's MADNESS. Anyway were were talking about it and discovered that we both immediately think of the scene in the pool where Jessie Spano(kopita)...mmmm spinachy goodness...is getting it on. Pamela said we were Showgirls Mind Twins. I felt a button was necessary to commemorate that awesome-ness.

C) Yup, this again...

Wordless Wednesday {Growing Teeth is Exhausting}

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This part is not so wordless. Take a second and vote? You can do it every day...all the cool kids are...

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