Brad and Angie, oh no!

I have the title in my family of being the gossip queen. (Which, I am very proud of) My father in law also is a pop-culture nut (which makes our relationship that much stronger). He and I always try to out-do the other by seeing just how current the others knowledge is. You know the saying, "Miss a day, miss a lot"? Right, the days that I missed checking in on my sites (People, Perez, dlisted...) HUGE things happened which my father in law graciously rubbed in my face.

What kind of huge things am I talking about? How about Brad and Jen filing for divorce? (Yeah, I know it was like 5+ years ago, but that still stings like a bee). Heath Ledger (that was just tragic...but I was already on my way home from work, away from my computer, when the news broke). Anna Nicole Smith's son dying ('nuff said).

You know how sports fans have superstitions, like "if I watch the game while sitting on this couch, they win...but if I sit in that chair, they lose!" I have the similar superstitions for pop-culture.

If I miss checking in on the latest dirt, even for a day, something MAH-JAH happens. It doesn't fail! Case in point, Sunday night.

The hubs and I go over to his parents house for pizza (which was awesome) and, as we are talking, my fil brings up the Brad and Angie story.

SAY WHA?!

I immediately say "that's bullshit! No they didn't! They couldn't have!" but then I realized, it was already 7 p.m. and I hadn't checked on the sites yet...so maybe they did file? Craaaaap!

Like a tornado I spin around in my chair, grab the nearest laptop and get to work digging for the "truth". My fil pointed out that the National Enquirer is always the most accurate for these types of stories (if you've watched Men in Black, you know just how accurate they really are...) Anyway, I load up my sites in record time all the while my mil is watching in amazement.

Know the saying, "I speak faster than I can think?" Right. In a high stress situation like this, I type faster than I think...

It seems as though I have lucked out, since Brad and Angie haven't split. Maybe this was the wake up call I needed to break out of my superstitious funk I've been in for the past five years? Or maybe this was just God's way of toying with me to make sure I was still paying attention...

Oh baby!

It seems that everywhere I look (or read) people are having babies! They are popping out over at All Things G&D, The Spohrs Are Multiplying and Young House Love

The other day I took Jack for a walk (which I do all the time, weather permitting) and my neighbor (who I only seem to talk to in the summertime) was totally carrying a baby in a baby carrier! SERIOUSLY?!

When I first moved to Ohio from South Florida five years ago, the first thing I noticed was that everyone was preggers! I was certain it had something to do with the water supply, so I drank bottled for a long time. (You know, just to be sure...)

Some people say I notice it more now because I'm "that age"...but whatever.

Have you seen the new movie coming out ALL ABOUT BABIES? Guess what its called, you got it, Babies! (shocker!) Its actually a documentary that follows the first year of life of four babies around the world. Check it out. I'm actually really excited to see it, based on the very first 30 seconds of the trailer. The two babies playing with rocks in the desert...seriously? Then the one bites the other...haha, it just makes me smile.

Anyway, all the baby blabber makes me anxious to eventually have one of our own. The hubs and I are on the "five year plan", which at times seems more like a death sentence than a goal. I mean, when there are cute things like this and this out there, how is a girl supposed to NOT want them all to accessorize with her spawn? hehe

Let the games begin

So excited! Last night I met with one of my neighbors to help her put together her great room. She read the blog, liked what she saw (on my house redesign) and wants my help! Eek! We met for about an hour to get an idea of what she and her hubby wanted for the space and now, its time to get the ball rolling, yippy!!

Things in the world of me are going well. I had a long talk with my boss; which helped me feel more at ease with the whole situation. My solutions to the current problems are:
- I'll come to the office once a week
- This will help cut down any additional hours I'm accruing
- When he gets busy and needs my help, I'm here
- Hopefully one day, maybe soon, I'll get some moolah

Funny story. Last week I went out to one of my clients homes to take 'after' pictures of her fabulous kitchen addition/remodel (which ended up taking 6-ish months to complete, oh yeah, it was as close to a nightmare for her as they come...) The first time we met, we were in her laundry room and it was filled with cow stuff. (I have a soft spot for cow figurines, cow spots...yeah back in the day, I was a cow-a-holic)

In passing I mention to her that I LURV cows...she says, "well, when this project is all over sweetheart, its all yours! I'll put all this crap in a box, and its yours!". I totally thought she was kidding.

Fast forward to last week when I go to take the after pictures, she hands me a HUGE box and says, "tip it". "Excuse me?" "Tip the box"....so I tipped the box and guess what. The damn thing started to MOO at me.

Apparently she had a cow cookie jar that each time you open the top, it mooed. How thoughtful. She also gave me a bottle of wine, some chocolate covered pretzels and a big hug. When I was driving back home, each time I made a turn or drove over a bump in the road, I heard "moooooooo" from the backseat.

Best gift from a client ever.

Loves it

So I got an email from Benny (Benjamin Moore, yeah, we're that close) the other day talking about their 'top ten new year's resolutions'. At first I was all, "wtf, who cares what a paint companies resolutions are..." and then I thought, "oh alright, I'll open it" and that's when I realized it wasn't the companies resolutions, it was designers tips to start off your new year. Yippy!

Each day they have been featuring a different designers tips along with their personal websites. I'm looking at the run down today and come across Jenn Sbranti's site, hostessblog. Eek!

I am in total like with her blog.

I scroll down to see what the headlines are on and I come across a picture of a ladybug cupcake. Now, I know its not rocket science to make it, but I never really thought about how to make a ladybug cupcake!

New Years Reso-WHA?

I've never been a resolution maker. I'm more of a 'I make my mind up, and I stick to it' kinda girl, you know?

So when this time of year rolls around, I always get a little, what's the word, irritated by everyone asking "whats your resolution?" I don't have one. I never have one. Oh wait, I take that back, last year I did have one. Ready?

To actually STOP at all stop signs.

See, when I make a resolution, its not even a good one. I suuuuuuuuuuck at resolutions. So I stopped making them.

Three years ago I wanted to stop eating fried foods, done. But it was because I signed up to the Susan G. Komen Breast Cancer 3day walk (60 miles in 3 days) so I embraced my inner health foodie...it worked out well, I was 'sober' for almost two years! But it wasn't a resolution, it was a choice.

That's what I think bothers me about this time of year. Yes, its exciting that its a new year and everything *should be fresh, but honestly, you are still the same person wanting the same burger and fries today (January 5th) as you were on July 4th.

If you wanna make a resolution to say, "eat healthier" (because that's what everyone says and I gotta tell you, hearing it over and over and over makes me want to shove a Frosty at them to shut their hole) then just make the freakin' change. Don't call it a resolution; your making a CHANGE.

And now, I'm getting off my soap box. Thank you.

(and if you think I'm a little cranky today, I am. I'm still having sleep issues...damn sheep!)