Shoe Lust

Oh dear God in Heaven. I'm breathing hard. I'm drooling. I think I might even be a little turned on. I just found THE pair of shoes on Macys.com. Oh god. Just.. Well.. Just LOOK at them!!!!



Oh man. I love the way the heel is shaped. I love that it's a 4.5 inch heel. I love that it has a 1/2 in curved platform. They look COMFY. They look like my original peeps, with a closed toe.

I MUST HAVE THESE!!!!!! If they sell out before I can scrounge the money up for them.. I will die. God I haven't shoe lusted this hard in a long time. And to think, I was just online looking at boots. I found a few pairs that I loved, but nothing invoked shoe lust in me like these did.

Lori.. You must make sure Dave understands.. These are like the peeps.. they BETTER be under the tree. I need them. I really really do. :P

Sick again :(

So I have the freakin plague again. And it's Dave's fault. He started feeling sick last week.. I told him to keep his cooties away from me. I just got over being sick, I did NOT want it again. So a couple nights later he starts trying to "put the moves on me".. And I told him I did not want to have sex while he had cooties.. and besides, I was dealing with a three day long migraine and wasn't in the mood. So he starts rubbing my neck, and my head and my face (omg! who knew?!?) to make me give in... and of course I did. *eyeroll* And now I have his cooties. It's not fair. He is so not getting any booty a while for this. LOL

Freakin' Dog.. Freakin' Kids.

I'm not sure who I'm more pissed of with... The Idiot Dog who keeps running off.. Or The Kids who keep letting him out the front door. So now there is a new rule: You put The Idiot Dog in his freakin crate BEFORE you leave this house. That way, when you are coming back inside, he can't push his way passed you.

And yes, he really can push his way out.. He's a 80+ lbs (I actually think it's closer to 100lbs) Lab/Pit Bull mix. He's a big boy. Big and STUPID. I swear, he's got all of the lab sweetness... but NONE of the lab intelligence. All brawn.. NO brains. When he makes it out the front door.. it's like his own person rendition of "Born Free" as he takes off running, quickly evading anyone who tries to cut him off.. He's totally got that lab agility and running at top speed down. None of the pit akwardness. Problem is.. He's HUGE. Really really tall... with this huge pit shaped head and big floppy lab ears. So he tends to look scary when he's in a dead run at you..And knocks anyone in his path down. And keep away is his favorite passtime. Especially when it's "keep myself away from anyone who's trying to get me back inside".

We've discovered the one sure fire way of getting him back inside... Problem is.. It involves me getting the car.. chasing him down on the street behind us, opening the back door, whistling for him to get in for a ride..and then driving back around the block to home..and chasing him from the car to the front door and then into his crate for a time out. The thing is.. I think he's doing it just to get to go for the car ride. Maybe he's not so dumb afterall.

Friday 5

1. What is your dream job?
I would love to have my own small restaurant. And to have Guy Fieri come and eat my food. LOL

2. What song could you play over and over?
Depends on my mood.. If I'm cooking or cleaning and in the mood to sing loud and like an idiot... Bohemian Rhapsody. Hands down. I freakin LOVE that song. My kids crack up at me when I am in the kitchen, cooking and dancing and singing at the top of my lungs to Queen. If I'm feeling thoughtful, or sad, or missing someone in particular, then I listen to Elsewhere by Sarah McLachlan over and over again.

3. Do you prefer to talk on the phone or text (or email)?
I am not a fan of talking on the phone. Unless it's to my mom. Her and I can talk forever. If I can't talk to my favorite people in person (which is my preference).. it depends on the person. For The Bestfriend or The Sister, it's usually texting. For The Canadian, definitly email or MSN IM. Though I miss the yahoo smilies we used to have. ;) For The Husband.. Well, I like texting, he prefers phone.

4. What is your must have beauty product?
Eyeliner. I'll leave the house without putting on any beauty products, except eyeliner. I feel naked and look dead without it. Close second would be mascara.

5. What is your favorite Michael Jackson song?
I'll be there. I think that's the name of it. Its from when he was a kid, so it might actually be a Jackson 5 song.

The Girl Scout Store

So, The Bestfriend and I went to the Girl Scout Store today. I swear, it was like I was a little kid again. LOL I found about 400 things that I'm pretty sure The Pretty Girls *need* to have. I got them some fun patches today.. and I'm totally planning to go back tomorrow for a couple more. My girls are gonna have the cutest damn decorated vests EVER! LOL And there were T shirts that were so freakin adorable. I really want to get them a T shirt and maybe a hoodie for Christmas. And of course they NEED the Brownie Quest bracelets. LOL I'm pretty sure I'm going to end up being a troop mom or leader or whatever.

Baked Pastas

I have to say... Baked pasta dishes rank right up there with puppy breath and roses on my birthday. Tonight I made meatballs out of turkey italian sweet sausage and cooked them in my super devine red sauce.. and boiled up some low carb penne rigate. I didn't cook the penne all the way, though. I pulled it out of the water and finished cooking it IN the red sauce with the meatballs.. Can we say YUMMY? I buttered up a baking dish, poured in the pasta, meatballs and sauce.. then threw in a good pound of cubed fresh whole milk mozzarella. And just for good measure.. I put about a cup and a half of shredded mozzarella on top. Tossed it all in the oven for about 20.. and it's quite possibly heaven on earth. When every person at the table moans and says "this is so good" at pretty much the same time... you know you did good. :) Well almost every person.

The Pickiest Eater in All The Land ate his high fiber cereal and drank an Activia...claiming constipation and that he really needs his cereal and yogurt. Whatever. I'm pretty sure the hospital must have screwed up and gave me the wrong baby.. because he doesn't like red sauce. Let me rephrase that.. He LOATHES tomato based pasta sauces (except on pizza.. the hypocrit) and acts as though he's choking to death when he's forced to eat them. I'm not sure how a child with half my genetic make up can not like any kind of Italian food.. but he hates it. Honestly, I'm over it. It's not worth getting my panties in a wad while he insults my awesome cooking. If he'd rather eat cardboard, aka Fiber One cereal, than my amazing out of this world pasta.. that's his loss and more pasta for me at midnight when I take just a fork to the fridge and eat cold pasta straight from the tupperware in the dark. LOL

I missed Ina!!!

Oh man. The Bestfriend texts me today and says "Ina is downtown signing books". WHAT!?!?!?! How in the hell did I miss that my kitchen hero, Mrs. Ina Garten herself, was in Austin, doing a book signing at a book fair?!?!?!? I'm so sad that I missed Ina. If I hadn't had a raging migraine when I found out.. I probably would have rushed down there. I just can't believe that I missed the chance to finally meet her. It's seriously been a huge dream of mine for a really long time... right alongside going to her house, in East Hampton, and getting to see her huge ass pantry in person. Just her pantry is bigger than my dining room and kitchen put together. I really hope I get another chance to meet her.