Freebies baby

I am hooked on signing up for freebies. I squeal like a little girl every time I go the mailbox. There is nothing like facing the bills with a free rice cake in hand. OK, some of the freebies are not exactly exciting, but free is free. Today I got Free samples of Jell-o singles, 2 full size granola bars, and dove shampoo. The economy may be going down the drain, but I got a coupon for a free bottle of Drano. If you are into free check out these websites:
http://thefreebieblogger.com/
http://www.dealseekingmom.com/
http://www.heyitsfree.net/

sisters

Never count your chickens....

The house that were were going to put an offer in on, just went under contract. I have been the one saying all along, if it was meant to be everything would fall into place. I was saying this while I was decorating the house, and arranging furniture in my mind. I am bummed...yes, I know there is another house just waiting for us, blah, blah, blah. I am still sad.

We just couldn't make an offer until we knew if Jeff had a job. On Friday the "last of the pink slips" will go out. He doesn't seem too worried. We may not have the house, but if he has a job I will be happy.

Death warmed over

Today I felt like crap. My legs are the only part of my body that feel normal. My nose is dripping like a faucet. I wore waterproof mascara to work and came home to discover that I resembled a raccoon. Think a cross between raccoon and Rudolph the red nosed reindeer. I am taking some NyQuil and hoping for the best tonight. I have given up wiping my nose and have resorted to just sticking Kleenex up each nostril. Highly effective...not very sexy. I don't think that I will have to say I'm too tired tonight...I think Jeff will be clinging to the opposite side of the bed!

Crabby

Yesterday was a long day. We are all suffering from a cold, my house is littered with Kleenex and it seems that our trash cans have mysteriously disappeared. Strange isn't it? I can seem to find the trash, but no one else can! Jeff had a business dinner, so I had to miss book club, sniff, sniff. I didn't mind it too much since poor Jeff rarely gets to leave the house since he works from home.
Jeff got home around midnight, and I was passed out so I did not have a chance to hear about his evening. Turns out he had a "working dinner" at Truluck's. Now Truluck's is one of the restaurants that I have always wanted to go to. To add to my jealous feelings, I discovered that it was all you can eat crab night. Man, so not fair!!
I must go, I need to go on another Kleenex treasure hunt. Jeff's brother is coming over for dinner tonight, so I need to clean this house up. Needless to say, I am feeling crappy..I mean crabby!
My Fake Boobie update: I have worn them twice and each time ended up with a ginormous mono boob. The darn things migrate and I don't have a big enough bra to keep them in one spot. I have contemplated using double sided tape?

Nice

There is nothing like walking back after taking communion to discover that your fly is down. I was wearing my beautiful red and pink leopard print panties that Ella picked out for me for Christmas (she is a pantie connoisseur). I was wondering why the old man in the front of the church was grinning at me.

How old am I?

This whole facebook thing is so addicting. I don't know why I care that one of my friends is tired or one of my friends just ate dinner and is full..but I do.I finally got my husband to get on board. He is now friends with a ton of people, but he did not ask me to be his friend. What the??? Facebook has turned me into a JR. High Ninny. I look to see how many friends I have, and how many friends my friends have. Seriously, the way facebook works is if you have any idea who they are then you are "friends". You more than likely will NEVER write anything to them.

I went to school 4 years in Vegas (JR high and 2 years high school), so I have all of these people that I know from way back when. One of my Vegas friends pointed out that the love of my JR high life was on facebook. This boy scared me, and I am sure has no idea how obsessed I was with him in 8th grade. I was "going with him" in 8th grade. We held hands in the carpool, we walked each other to class. He tried to kiss me a few times, but I wouldn't have it. I had this image of how my first kiss would be and it was not in the cafeteria. He got tired of waiting and dumped me for my friend that was a known serial kisser. I still carry that scar. By the time 9th grade came around, my heart still fluttered when I saw him walking in his pink van sneakers. I was seriously sweating if I should ask him to be my friend via facebook or not. What if he rejected me again? After a few glasses of wine, I asked him...we are now "friends!! Whoo Hoo We will never speak or type anything to each other, but we are "friends"...

Dog Days

In an attempt to save money, I purchased the Costco brand of dog food for Sadie. It has come down to either Sadie eats cheap, or we do. The bag boasts "Made with fresh chicken". I really can't figure that one out. Anyway, after the first day we noticed that someone in the house had some serious gas. I mean the kind that knocks your olfactories on their butt. I knew it wasn't me...now Jeff maybe, but we had not eaten ice cream or cheese as of late. Ella has been known to clear a room, perhaps it was her? The days went on and still every day a stench would silently stalk the room. After one week and several accusations later I have pin pointed the source. Our dog Sadie. The Costco dog food has done a number on her digestive system. The stench that she is capable of letting lose is fairly impressive. I am sad to say that she will be eating the food until the ginormous Costco bag is gone. You may want to stay clear of our house for a bit. On the bright side, if you must pass gas at our house you can really blame it on the dog!

The other day we saw Slumdog Millionaire. It was one of THE BEST movies that I have seen. If you have the opportunity to see it, go!!!

What a woman wants

We had a busy morning. We dropped off our pooch at the groomer and then the girls and I headed to the gym. I attended my dance jam class and dragged myself over to the elliptical machine to watch the inauguration. I seriously tried to watch the whole thing on the elliptical, but gave up after Aretha Franklin sang. I watched the rest downstairs on a comfy chair. It gave me the chills watching history. The whole gym erupted in applause when Obama finished his speech. I was on a serious high after that, and decided to tempt fate and head to the mall for the free makeup being given away, thanks to a 175 million dollar law suit.
I threw the kiddos into the double stroller and loaded them up with snacks. I had plenty of bribery in my purse (lolly pops are like the holey grail to my kiddos). I trotted into Macy's looking ultra scheek in my workout clothes, no make up , and greasy hair. The line wrapped around the store. It took about 20 minutes to get my first product...yes that is right several of the women informed me that I could also go to Dillard's and Nordstrom too. If it is free...I am there! Panting I jogged my way over to Dillard's, I figured I already smelled and was sweaty, why not??? I scored some Vera Wang body scrub and made my way to Nordstrom. It is amazing what women will do for free stuff. One woman in front of me wearing 7 jeans, a boutique top, Burberry
purse and a diamond that made mine look like a speck of dust, chatted enthusiastically with me. She told me that she had already had been to the mall across town and got freebies from Sax, and Nieman's. Who knew?? It was a very bonding event, and the girls thanks to my bribes did fairly well. After the mall, we popped into krispy kreme for our free donuts. Great day. It had me thinking however; a man would never stand in a line or make an extra trip out for free cologne, or deodorant. Hmmmmmm...

Boob Job

I have always coveted a size B cup. I have always been an overachiever, but this A business is really getting old. My favorite thing about being pregnant was getting a B+. I saw on amazon a great deal. Silicone inserts on clearance. I had to but them. There is no way we are forking over $$$ for a boob job, but inserts on clearance, can't pass that up. Ladies, I just want to be able to fill out my clothes, I am not looking to be porn star big, just average. I have no idea why, but I wore them to church under my tank top sans bra for a test drive. I was wearing a top over my tank, don't worry. They did not live up to my expectations. Perhaps I need to put in some double sided tape or something, because they kept scooting together creating one large mono boob. So much for my great buy...

This will make you smile

Princess Ella

My Princess Ella seems to be having some serious nose issues the past two days. I think that she is suffering from some slight allergies. She is infatuated with her right nostril. I look over and more often than not, she is mining for gold. I have been trying to get her to use a tissue. Well today we went to MOPS (mother's of Preschoolers) and then to Target. Target has a ton of toys 50%-75% off by the way, time to stock up for spring birthday parties! I decided to chance it and stop off at the library to drop off some books and let the girls pick out a few new ones. Claire was her usual self. She attempted to try and scale the book shelves. I had just pulled Claire off of the windowsill when I noticed Ella going to town on her nose. I told her to please stop picking her nose. She looked at me and yelled, "A kleenex isn't available!" and turned her head. When I say she yelled this, I mean she really yelled this. I got the stink eye from one of the patrons working at the computer terminal. I couldn't help giggle, whatever! We were just checking out books, and I was constantly reminding Ella to please refrain from picking her nose. An elderly man walks in the front door digging in his nose too. So Ella in her bossiest voice states, "You can't pick your nose, it's nasty!" I heard a few snickers around me, I was beet red with embarrassment. Luckily, the gentleman was apparently hard of hearing. No harm no foul I guess.

Just in time for valentine's day..or for a laugh

A friend of mine alerted me to the following merchandise from Amazon.com
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B001J0WO22/?tag=mommysavers
Pleasure Pack 1 - 12pack of Maxpro Condoms, 6 Vibrating Rings, 12 Intimate Wipes
Other products by Maxpro Condoms
1 used & new available from $19.99
One "used" pleasure pack is available. Nasty!!! I think I will pass.

Change is coming

For a "change" you can get a free donut.
In honor of Inauguration Day next Tuesday Krispy Kreme will offer every customer a free donut of choice just for stopping by on Tuesday only. This promotion is nationwide!

If you have an issue grab a tissue

I am having one of those "nose issue" days. You know one of those ones that you never know if you have a crusty hanging around. You wipe, you blow, but you still feel a little friend flapping in the breeze. I was teaching my class of preschoolers today and I thought for sure that one of my little guys would point out that I was having an issue. Luckily, they were too busy rooting around in their own nose to notice mine. I am thankful that I am about the same height as most adults, so they don't have a direct line of sight up my nose. My poor husband is not quite so lucky. One of the draw backs of being freakishly tall (ok not really freakish, but 6'4") is that I can always peer up his nose.

Anyway...I am crossing my fingers that we don't get the call in the next two Fridays. It is rumored the company that Jeff works for is laying off up to 16,000 employees worldwide, the majority being in the US. I know several people that have lost their job recently. Scary! I will continue to think positive!

Cheap

OK..the water company for our city averages the water usage between Nov-March. So I have been showering at the gym (on the days I work out) instead of going home to shower. I hope my husband appreciates my attempts at being frugal. My mother goes to the gym as well, and commented on my use of towels. I admit I do go overboard since I don't have to wash or dry them. I said, heck yeah I use lots of towels, totally a luxury. Her comment was, well I don't because that will bring the cost of the gym up. Here I was doing it BECAUSE I pay for the gym. Can't win I tell you! I figure that her lack of use and my over use will cancel each other out. So not feeling guilty anymore!

One more thing...my friend turned me on to this great website. It is only great if you like catty comments about fashion. I love it because I can't afford to be fashionable so I like to make comments about those that can! If you have money there is no excuse to look like crap. Ladies...leggings are NOT pants!
http://gofugyourself.celebuzz.com/

If it looks too good to be true...

The old adage is most certainly true. We met with a Realtor today and saw two of the properties that we fell in love with via ads on the web. Photoshop can do some serious magic. It erases stains, crappy workmanship, and can make a house appear "pristine". Our ideal house turned out to be some ones home improvement project gone awry. Apparently, they did not read home improvements for dummies. Why pergo not only on all surfaces down stairs, but the stairway and all of the halls upstairs as well? The "re modeler" never got good at putting down the pergo. There were gaps between the wall and the flooring all over. the other house had water damage and was missing part of the ceiling...but it had a pool! Looks like we will be staying put. Secretly we are hoping the housing prices start tumbling down. I think some of the people who are selling these money pits must be high if they think someone will pay good money for crap in this market!

Day is done

It was a beautiful sunset two days ago. The pictures really don't do it justice. Today, I interviewed several potential teachers. I actually really look forward to these events. I get to use my brain. My job teaching three year olds really doesn't compare. I am exhausted and ready for bed. Jeff watched the girls while I was at work. He did a great job and even organized a few of our kitchen cabinets. I am missing the organizational gene. I have an obsession with clean floors, but lack any sort of organizational skills. As usual, one of the girls fell and bruised/scratched their face. I swear, every time that I am gone for the day and daddy watches them, there is ALWAYS an injury.
We are meeting with a Realtor tomorrow to look at a house. The price is crazy,it is such a deal Someone bought it in Nov and defaulted on the loan so it is now bank owned. It appears that the bank just wants to get rid of it. It sounds too good to be true. There must be something seriously wrong with it

Relax don't do it

Today was suppose to be my day of relaxatation. I had booked a 50 minute facial at the gym (I am working thie weekend and need a treat). Yes, I know why a facial and not a massage? The answer is a 40% off coupon. I am too cheap to buy something not on sale. So, the facial was cheaper than a massage. I know deep down that I will regret this. I always break out, but I was desperate for some me time. I had the day all planned out. Claire had her dentist appointment @ 10:00, my facial was at 11:00. The dentist is about 5 minutes away from the gym, no problem. Right??? The dentist was 45 minutes late in seeing Claire. In that time Ella fell in waiting room and scratched her face, major drama. Claire attempted to pull off her diaper yelling,"potty mommy". We finally got in at 10:47 Her appointment took all of 8 minutes once we got in. It was 5 till 11:00 when we got out. I called the gym to let them know that I was running late. I keep reminding myself to breath. We pulled into the parking lot. I scrambled to get the kids out of the car. Then I noticed that Claire was missing a shoe. When I asked her about it she giggled and replied,"I throw". Son of a.... I tore apart the car searching for the renegade shoe. No luck. I gave up after she dumped her cup of water on her car seat. I dropped the kiddos off at the day care and explained that Claire was shoeless. I flew to the spa, hurry up and wait again! My facial began with my heart racing and my mind in overdrive. I tried so hard to relax, but my brain kept a constant commentary in my head. I did enjoy myself even if I never truly relaxed. It is very strange to have someone pop your zits and squeeze your blackheads out. She earned her money, my face reads PMS in braille. I wonder, do all rich people have someone to groom their face for them? I was lectured on the fact that I need to take time for myself. Apparently, the occasional bathing with Dove isn't doing wonders for my skin. Perhaps I should purchase an exfoliate for 125 dollars. Ummm...not going to happen. On a positive note, I found Claire's shoe in the gym parking lot. If you see me this weekend and wonder why I am so broken out...it is because I had a facial. Next time I think I will fork over the extra money for a massage.

On the hunt

Why is it that when you don't really need anything you find EVERYTHING and when you are on the hunt for something it is like finding a needle in a haystack? I have to work this Saturday. I will be interviewing potential teachers. I have one pair of black pants that fit and I wore them way too much this holiday season. This interview event requires business casual attire. I really want at least one more pair of black pants, or nice khaki pants. I know that a pair of black and khaki pants have been tailored for my tushie at The Limited. They look great on me if I don't say so myself, but I refuse to pay 89.00 for pants. I headed to the upscale Ross...aka T.J. Maxx. I found The Limited brand pants there, but in the wrong size. I also found two shirts that I almost bought until I checked the price...not quite Ross prices. I ran over to Ross to check out their pant stock, nothing there. I was however shocked to see a few pairs of acid washed jeans in PURPLE!!! Nothing says HOT like a pair of purple acid washed mom jeans. Yikes!

On another note, Ella loved her dance class and threw a fit when it was over. She fully expected dance class to go on all day. She told me, "Mommy I just want to dance forever and not go home". It was so traumatic for her to pull off her little dance shoes. Claire continues to be a marvel. She fell off a chair, down two stairs, and ran into a wall at full speed today and only whimpered once.

Pressure is off

I have lost my desire to do anything productive. I went to work today, picked up the girls, put them down for their naps and then... Nothing. I couldn't seem to motivate myself to even turn on the TV. I surfed the web for more free stuff. I scored big however. I signed up for a free sample of Gas X (https://secure.novartisotc.com/secur.../trial_alt.jsp). The pressure is now off to find a birthday gift to my husband. Gotta run. Ella starts her dance class today. She has been living in a tutu and tights for the past two weeks. She claims that,"I need to wear them so they will still fit".

son of a

I was snuggled in my bed. Blissfully asleep and then it hit me. I felt as though my abdomen was being assaulted by a very wide serrated carving knife. Yes, it is 4:15 am and I have been moaning in pain for the past hour. I would like to take this moment to personally thank my dear friend Auntie Flo for ruining my good nights sleep. I am assuming its her. I couldn't take it any more so about 30 minutes ago I raided our medicine cabinet and dug out some post C-section pain meds. I only took a half of a pill since I can remember if these were the ones that made me want to puke. The bottle said take with food, so I downed four cookies and drank and large glass of water. 30 min later...yep, I think these are the ones that make me sick to my stomach. Crap! I am so jealous of Jeff right now. He is softly snoring, a little spittle makes his left cheek glisten. My moaning and swearing hasn't seemed to cause him a moments concern.

Stinky

I love my gym. It is my escape, I look forward to going and participating in my dance jam class. I also attempt to go once a week to use the elliptical machine. Before you get too impressed...my reason for going is not to get into shape, it is to watch my soap opera in peace. I went to the gym today, the elliptical machine area was practically empty. I found my favorite machine, I am a creature of habit. It is right in front of the 5 video screens showing everything from CNN to Judge Judy. My machine is closest to the channel airing my soap. I program the machine for my 60 minutes and go. A seriously handsome man takes the machine next to me 10 minutes into my workout. I repeat that the area is practically empty, who knows he may be into soap operas?? He smiles at me, I smile back and then glance back at the TV screen. Then it hits me, an odor so pungent that I almost lose my lunch. It is a delicate mix of BO, Pizza Hut, and strong cologne. I glance around and there is no one there but the handsome guy to my right. What the heck! I try to breath through my mouth and ignore the stench, I did not want to move machines. I had diligently programed mine and I did not want to lose my calorie count. I tried to hang in there, but just couldn't. After 30 excruciating minutes I left to go to the sauna. Why is it that we just assume that handsome men should not stink??

Welcome 2009!

We welcomed 2009 with a bang, and I am officially surviving my first hangover of the new year. Yes, I know no one is feeling sorry for me! It isn't a bad one. As much as I would like to lay down, I have been pushing myself to take down Christmas. I hate taking it down. The only way I can keep little Miss. TROUBLE out of the way is to occupy her with shaving cream. Parents this is a remarkable tool to have in your arsenal. Stick your kiddo in their highchair, squirt some shaving cream,on the tray and let them have at it. Afterwords your highchair is somewhat clean and your kiddo smells like Grandpa! I would wait until they are about 2 to try this because sometimes kiddos like to eat the shaving cream.