I've been thinking about doing a weekly post to share some of my favorite links, so no time like the present to start, right?
Real Style Real People is one of my new favorite blogs! I love how she takes a celeb look and breaks it down for us broke folks.
And supposedly a HUGE spoiler for The Bachelor!! **Disclaimer** I haven't watched this for myself YET, but I'm on my way over. It's supposed to be MAJOR! Click/read/watch at your own risk!
ETA: If you can't get to Reality Steve (I think the site has crashed from too many hits!), here are the YouTube clips:
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Bungee Jumping, Bath Tubs, and Bouffant Hair
Raise you hand if you were TOTALLY AND COMPLETELY FLOORED that Jillian got booted off The Bachelor last night.
You know The Bachelor, where the "contestants" go on completely realistic dates like helicoptering over New Zealand, "acting" on real soap opera sets, and floating on Winston Churchill's old boat. And everyone falls in love with one guy and he falls in love with all the girls. And will eventually propose to one of them, even though he was hopelessly devoted to several of them only days prior. That's the stuff lasting marriages are made of, folks.
I'm not going to recap last night's episode because there are already plenty of hysterical recaps in the bloggy network. If you love The Bachelor AND love to laugh, check out BooMama's recap or head over to Lincee's HI-larious blog (no recap posted yet, but wait for it! Plus you can catch up on the other episodes in the meantime).
However, I was sad to see "Jill" go home. I loved her and her hair. Just how voluminous can one girl's hair be? I need to get my hand's on some Candian shampoo or something b/c that girl's hair had it going on. And those 2 adorable dresses she wore last night? Fantastic!
She did lose a few respect points with me when she started telling Bachelor Jason, after she didn't receive the rose in THE MOST DRAMATIC ROSE CEREMONY EVER, about the dream she had about him and his son and how it made her so happy. I've had some vivid dreams that made me feel pretty wild, but note to Jillian- don't say it in your outside voice immediately after you've had your heart torn into a million pieces. It just makes you seem a bit desperate and IT WASN'T REAL.
So now, raise your hand again if you think Jill will be the next Bachelorette. Unless Bachelor Jason makes the mistake of his life and chooses wide-eyed fake-smiling-all-the-time Molly instead of adorable, and full-of-spunk Melissa. Then "Mel" might have the honor. But Jill is my prediction and you heard it here first!
If you're discussing The Bachelor today, please leave me a comment with a link. I'd love to chat some more!
You know The Bachelor, where the "contestants" go on completely realistic dates like helicoptering over New Zealand, "acting" on real soap opera sets, and floating on Winston Churchill's old boat. And everyone falls in love with one guy and he falls in love with all the girls. And will eventually propose to one of them, even though he was hopelessly devoted to several of them only days prior. That's the stuff lasting marriages are made of, folks.
I'm not going to recap last night's episode because there are already plenty of hysterical recaps in the bloggy network. If you love The Bachelor AND love to laugh, check out BooMama's recap or head over to Lincee's HI-larious blog (no recap posted yet, but wait for it! Plus you can catch up on the other episodes in the meantime).
However, I was sad to see "Jill" go home. I loved her and her hair. Just how voluminous can one girl's hair be? I need to get my hand's on some Candian shampoo or something b/c that girl's hair had it going on. And those 2 adorable dresses she wore last night? Fantastic!
She did lose a few respect points with me when she started telling Bachelor Jason, after she didn't receive the rose in THE MOST DRAMATIC ROSE CEREMONY EVER, about the dream she had about him and his son and how it made her so happy. I've had some vivid dreams that made me feel pretty wild, but note to Jillian- don't say it in your outside voice immediately after you've had your heart torn into a million pieces. It just makes you seem a bit desperate and IT WASN'T REAL.
So now, raise your hand again if you think Jill will be the next Bachelorette. Unless Bachelor Jason makes the mistake of his life and chooses wide-eyed fake-smiling-all-the-time Molly instead of adorable, and full-of-spunk Melissa. Then "Mel" might have the honor. But Jill is my prediction and you heard it here first!
If you're discussing The Bachelor today, please leave me a comment with a link. I'd love to chat some more!
Monday, February 16, 2009
"Not Me!" Monday 2.16.09
Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.
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*I did NOT tell my oldest son he couldn't have butter on his roll at dinnertime just because I didn't want to get up from the table for the 83rd time. I would NEVER be so lazy.
*I did NOT get upset with my husband for not being home on time so I could run an errand before knowing that he was late b/c he was buying my Valentine's Day present. I mean, he was working on a super-secret surprise. No WAY would I get mad about that, even though I didn't know.
*I did NOT consume only a 200 calorie roll with butter and garlic salt for dinner, thereby demonstrating inferior eating habits. I'm the poster woman for nutritious eating. So I would NEVER do something like that.
*I did NOT get so fed up with 2 boys' tattling that I threatened to give them 1 swat every time one of them starts a sentence with the name of the other. And, hypothetically speaking, it did NOT take only 2 swats before the tattling stopped for the evening.
*I did NOT leave Missy buckled in her booster seat for about 10 minutes after she was through eating when we had company on Saturday night just because I wanted a few more minutes of uninterrupted adult conversation. My children's needs always come before mine. Always.
*I did NOT throw away EVERY.SINGLE one of my angels' valentines, and the candy attached to each one, without reading the genuine messages of love and affection they received from their classmates ("You're purrrrr-fect, Valentine" (cats) or "I have a great feeling about you" (Star Wars)). Of course, I read all 65 of them AND recycled them properly. What else?
Feel free to click the button above and add your own, or just read about all the other things perfect parents did NOT do this week!
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Kidz
Kidz is a fantastic website with the mission to "increase awareness and understanding about different health conditions and to help all people cope with challenges and enjoy life!" As an educator who has worked with special needs students for 8 years, this is a pursuit dear to my heart.
They're having a kick-off party this week! It's a wonderful website- go check them out!!
Who says romance is dead?
If I'm being honest, Valentine's Day is just not a huge holiday around our house. If my memory serves me correctly, and that's a BIG "if," we do cards and the usual stuff, but we don't really go all out.
There are more ambitious mothers than I who go all out for their families on Valentine's Day, but we're more the type, at least at this point in our lives, who just say "Happy Valentine's Day!" to one another and move on.
But yesterday, Jason surprised me! He was a little late getting home from work and I got a little upset because I was supposed to meet a lady who wanted to buy some toys from me that I had posted on Craigslist.
Well, he really put me to shame when he walked in the door with this:
It's a programmable crockpot!!
8 years later and we've STILL got it.
There are more ambitious mothers than I who go all out for their families on Valentine's Day, but we're more the type, at least at this point in our lives, who just say "Happy Valentine's Day!" to one another and move on.
But yesterday, Jason surprised me! He was a little late getting home from work and I got a little upset because I was supposed to meet a lady who wanted to buy some toys from me that I had posted on Craigslist.
Well, he really put me to shame when he walked in the door with this:
It's a programmable crockpot!!
8 years later and we've STILL got it.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Happy Valentine's Day!
Hope everyone feels extra loved today!!
To join the blogging Valentine's Day exchange, click my button on the right and add your link to Jen's page.
Friday, February 13, 2009
Lessons from Stupidity #1: Marshmallows
Because stupidity, er, rather EXPERIENCE, can be a great teacher, I tend to learn quite a few lessons the hard way. So consider this post a Public Service Announcement. My own little ministration to the bloggy community at large.
If you ever find yourself making Rice Krispy Treats for a particular occasion and your METAL spoon submerges itself beneath the melting marshmallows, which are being liquefied in a saucepan over low heat on your stove, do not, I repeat, DO NOT use your bare hand to retrieve said METAL spoon.
Nearly-melted marshmallows, even over low heat, are roughly the same temperature as molten lava. Not only has the submerged spoon become an efficient conductor of heat, the piping hot marshmallow soup will adhere to your skin, burning it without reprieve.
Because marshmallows are so tasty and your fingers will be burning so badly, your initial instinct will be to lick the delicious stickiness from your fingers in order to gain a bit of relief from the heat. Unfortunately, the harrowing chain of events will continue because your tongue will now be scorched by the same melted goodness that seared your fingers.
It is my opinion that, should your mixing spoon succumb to the undertow of the marshmallows, you should stop and think clearly, choosing any other kitchen utensil to retrieve the spoon- NOT your own delicate appendages. Just sayin'.
If you ever find yourself making Rice Krispy Treats for a particular occasion and your METAL spoon submerges itself beneath the melting marshmallows, which are being liquefied in a saucepan over low heat on your stove, do not, I repeat, DO NOT use your bare hand to retrieve said METAL spoon.
Nearly-melted marshmallows, even over low heat, are roughly the same temperature as molten lava. Not only has the submerged spoon become an efficient conductor of heat, the piping hot marshmallow soup will adhere to your skin, burning it without reprieve.
Because marshmallows are so tasty and your fingers will be burning so badly, your initial instinct will be to lick the delicious stickiness from your fingers in order to gain a bit of relief from the heat. Unfortunately, the harrowing chain of events will continue because your tongue will now be scorched by the same melted goodness that seared your fingers.
It is my opinion that, should your mixing spoon succumb to the undertow of the marshmallows, you should stop and think clearly, choosing any other kitchen utensil to retrieve the spoon- NOT your own delicate appendages. Just sayin'.
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