I Love Hate it.

Unless you live in a black hole, or are a man, you surely know that Monday is Valentine's Day. The coup de Gras of Hallmark Holidays that I Love/Hate so very much. Its so pretty and full of spring and loooove. Its revoltingly mushy and gooey and it makes me gag. I want to decorate my kitchen house and then burn it down. Its a day that we should tell those around us how much we cherish *pukes over the work* them, and just another day created by some genius in the greeting card industry. It occasionally occurs to me that I should purchase some sexy little number for my darling beau *gags again over the work* of 17 years, but then the practical me realizes that, A. I don't look like Miranda Kerr (read Christina Applegate, because she would be the hubs model of choice. Don't ask me why.). and B. I don't have money for that kind of frivolous spending. I do, however, purchase lollipops and surprises for the children.  The hubs will be getting meat and ...

Hint

  

THAT is a super, amazing, awesome, bracelet, isn't it? Guess what.... I'm getting one except mine's going to have to be a little bigger to fit all four kiddo's names on it. If you haven't dropped by Amanda Lynn Designs you really should. She's a busy, busy girl with Valentine's Day orders and her own two kiddos, but she still finds the time and creativity to come up with some super cute jewelry designs. She's hosting a giveaway right now, so scurry on over there and check things out. I'll give you a little hint... you WANT to look at EVERYTHING and keep checking back around these parts. Something is in the air. Hopefully its spring bringing all kinds of pretty things to us. 

Check and check

Today is Thursday, February 10.

Grocery before 9:00 a.m. -  check

Mr. 4's Preschool Valentine's Day Hoopla. - check

Feed four crazy preschoolers nasty cheeseburgers for lunch. - check.

Make chili for ten people - check

Make Bake Chocolate chip cookies for said ten - check.

Lay out bread dough to make ham and cheese sandwiches, also for above ten - check.

Tweet angry questions at Tony Bennett (@Tony_Bennett), Superintendent of Indiana Public Schools - check

Make previously mentioned preschoolers all nap - UNcheck... for now.

Exchange Avon lip glosses for Amanda - check

Mop -

Laundry -

Dust -

Empty Dishwasher -

Blog - Check

Purchase Useless Item below:

Oh wait... I have a sharpie. - Check

Break out the tissues and ice cream

 EXTRA... EXTRA...

Ashlee Simpson Files for Divorce From Pete Wentz

   - Married 2 years.

Thanks for the picture and news AOL.com. Or should I say, thanks for confirming what I think we all knew would happen eventually all along. Don't get me wrong, its sad and all that. Especially for little Bronx, but I'm chalking this up to one more failed celebrity marriage. I know, I know, not ALL celebrity marriages fail, but I'm certainly glad we don't base the U.S. statistics solely off Hollywood nuptials. Perhaps I'm a cynic, but now every time I see a famous couple together, I start guessing just how long it will be before they split. I have a theory on why, want to hear it? Of course you do. Its simple math.

One narcissistic boy    +    One narcissistic girl    =    No one is getting all the attention.

I'll tell you right now that I don' t know a celebrity, so maybe I'm way off but I have a hunch that part of the reason they are at the status level they have achieved is because they work to be noticed. Certainly there are plenty of very talented celebrities acting and singing, but along with that, we often see those same people with horrific social lives. Take the three cases below.

   

   

  

    Lindsay Lohan                         Charlie Sheen                      Jessica Simpson

I think we can all agree that the three of these people are talented. Lindsay Lohan was adorable when she was a little girl and pulled off the remake of The Parent Trap. Charlie Sheen has been around for a long time and is a funny, funny guy on Two and a Half Men, and Jessica Simpson can sing. I also can also agree that these three uber famous people have lives that most of us wouldn't touch with a ten foot pole. Lilo was just arrested for the who knows how manyth time for stealing a necklace from some store. Charlie Sheen was in rehab.... again. And Jessica Simpson would marry one of the Munchkins from the Wizard of Oz if he told her he loved her. 

Its not that I think they are bad people. I really don't. I think they are a bit narcissistic, yes, but bad.... Lets be quite honest, they need someone who is going to stroke their egos, not someone who is going to outshine them. If I were a smarty pants, money making, psychology type, I would tell Hollywood to go out into the world and find a nerd! Find a hermit! Find a recluse! ANYONE who doesn't want to shine quite as bring as you do. Find some love in someone who loves you because you fart in bed or because your cooking sucks, not someone who will look AMAZING standing next to you on the red carpet.

Before I bash Hollywood love this close to Valentine's Day too much, lets find some famous couples that are doing OK. How about:

    Michael Douglas and Catherine Zeta Jones - 12 years

   Danny DeVito and Rhea Pearlman - 27 years

 John Travolta and Kelly Preston - 18 years

OK, maybe I just disproved my whole theory and its just kids these days.... whatever. I saw it coming.

  

      

 

    

I Don't Want To.

I should really put effort into posting today, but I don't want to. I think my grandma has sucked my positive energy dry. When I am 80, I don't want to be negative or say I can't do something. If I do, I fully expect someone to shoot me. Please and thank you. Plus, I have to go home tomorrow. On the up side, I get to see the hubs and the kids. Down side. It effing cold and cloudy, and Indiana. I am perfectly happy right where I am, thank you very much. Even if it is raining. Whatever. I'm having Key Lime Pie for dinner. Kiss that!

That's Super

A lot of things are super about today and not just the bowl. We can start with the fact that I'm not at home. No siree, I'm not in the frozen tundra of white and snowy hell. I escaped. Bahahaha. I'm in the sunshine. And by sunshine, I mean not a cloud in the sky. Its 55-58 degrees which isn't really warm but its a far cry from the 32 and clouds they're sporting at home. I will not complain, I will take a nap in the sun (behind a wind block, of course) in my bikini and wake up to a glass of wine. See... super!



Also, I walked down to Another Broken Egg and had delicious Huevos Rancheros and cheese grits. I love, love, love grits. I also love spicy Mexican type eggs. It was a double win which kicked my intestines into hyper mode! Lets make that a triple win, shall we? Tomorrow, I will wake up and walk to Starbucks for a Grande Non-fat Latte. If Starbucks was within walking distance from my actual home, I wouldn't have so much GRAWR for the place. I would, understandably, still bitch about the weather though.

I mentioned once that my dad was supposed to try out for the Steelers and just never did. I still haven't figured out if its because he ended up in the jungles of Vietnam, or because he took a teaching job. I do have to say that if he gave up a career in the NFL for teaching, I will tackle his ass. That was a bad decision. What makes this super though is that tonight is the ..... wait for it..... Super Bowl. You forgot, right? No reminders anywhere on the web, television, radio, grocery store, newspaper, etc? Right. Sure. Tonight is the Super Bowl and because my dad was almost at a Steelers tryout and my husband's brother-in-law is from Pittsburgh and a ginormous Steelers fan, I will be a Steelers fan for the night. I will go to this place.


This is the Red Bar. I love the Red Bar and you would too. *Nod, nod*

I will eat fantastic grouper and bacon, spinach, and cheese fried grit cakes. I will drink Bloody Marys and/or Mojitos and watch the game on big screens. Then, I will listen to some live music on that super little stage over there, which sure has hell better be OFF during half time because I want to see the Black Eyed Peas. Mr. 4 and Miss 2 can't get enough Boom Boom Pow. The only reason I wish I was at home for the Super Bowl is to watch them shake their little tail feathers. I would quickly leave after half time to come back here though. Its not even a question. If someone could please box the children and overnight them to me....

And now, just because its that time of year again, I'll leave you with this. THIS was the highlight of my Super Bowl life as a child. Enjoy and have a SUPER night.