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.