semicharmed kinda life

Tristan Prettyman last night in Illadephia. She is perfect, in everyway.

You know what sucks? When someone is hurting and you can’t take that hurt away. When all you want to do is make things and better, and no matter what you say or what you do helps? That’s how I feel lately. My husband’s dad is not well.
He’s been through three major surgeries in the last year, recently lost his job, has a daughter who is a drug addict, is constantly in and out of jail & when she’s not is too busy overdosing to notice anything or anyone for that matter. He’s also a widow (is it safe to call men that, or does that term only apply to women? Hmm). My husband’s mom died 7 years ago and it’s something his dad carries around with him everyday – up until recently even had a spot at the table set for her. I cannot imagine carrying that kind of grief around everyday or even thinking I know how I would feel if something happened to my husband. His dad called him Monday night saying how lonely he was, how he missed his wife & was concerned over his health.
He said the death of George Carlin really hit home, he is around the same age & he said it made him question his own mortality. I spoke to my husband on the way home Monday night before I knew they had spoke and he didn’t sound right, I knew something was bothering him. When I came home, he collapsed in my arms. Crying, he didn’t know what to do – he missed his mom too and was worried about his dad. He said he hasn’t been the same in the last few weeks. What can I do he asked. Just be there for him I said, he just needs you to listen - to hear him. I think that’s what we all want sometimes.
 

I feel like I should be having a going away party or something, complete with balloons, streamers, sad songs too many dirty shirley temples & cupcakes (because honestly I can think of nothing better than dirty shirley temples and cupcakes, ummmm yum!). Life has been crazy, I have no excuse as to why I haven’t been around. I could tell you I’ve been working 80+ hours a week at work and have had no interest whatsoever in coming home and turning on the computer - but I don’t think that would matter much. Instead here are a few thoughts running around in my head at this very moment a la bullet point style:

• white tank top & orange bra at work, ummm not very appropriate - I mean really don’t you look in the mirror before you leave the house?
• Watermelon before bed = not such a great idea, I think I woke up every hour on the hour last night - never again my friends
• since learning my sister in law is preggo I’m flooded with ideas: baby shower themes, nursery ideas, silly songs and things I wanna teach him/her - if I am feeling like this, I can’t imagine how she is feeling
• men seriously are eternally 10, they never grow up - EVER
• while we’re talking about men, what’s the deal with men and porn? My BF called my in hysterics the other night because she “snooped” and looked through her husbands history online and low and behold she found *gasp* porn. What to do she wondered? Do I confront him? My advice, no - men are men their gonna look at porn, it’s in their genes there’s no getting around it.
•  Russel Simmons and me are soulmates. Seriously I have seen him like 6 times between last week and this week and well he’s really short and dresses pretty fly. I guess you wouldn’t expect any less from KLS’s ex husband.
• Denise Richards. I don’t wannt like you. But I am starting to. Damn you and your truck driver mouth and pole dancing antics.
• I’m loving this song, seriously it makes me want to sing at the top of my lungs - which somehow I don’t think is appropriate, but I love it nonetheless.  
• Mario Lopez hottest bachelor??? People magazine. How could you? Yuck! How do you go from George Clooney & Matthew Mcconaughey to Mario Lopez? So not my favorite.
• Oh & last but not least - 3 weeks down, no caffenine or diet soda yay! Down 12 lbs and counting. I’m super stoked!!!

Hope everyone has a good weekend.

I thought I’d drop in and say hi friends. I have been kind of all over the place these last two weeks, as summer is fast approaching I have found myself crazy busy, with get togethers, bridal showers, birthdays - seriously the list could go on and on. This weekend I tried to keep it low key, you know catch up on things - spend some time with the H, because let’s face it I gotta keep him happy. Anyway, some great news in our family - I’m going to be an aunt. A real aunt! I can’t wait. My sister’s husband found out a couple weeks ago that her and husband were expecting, I can’t tell you how excited I am for them. They have been trying for almost two years & suffered a miscarriage last year. I am thrilled, I’m already planning the shower and my vacation time for when the little tadpole is born.  Also, in happy news - I’m 1 week and half down on no more diet soda! Now, you may not think this is a big deal but I kid you not when I tell you that stuff…….is like crack for me. No more! In addition because of my crazy hours at work, I usually don’t get home until 7:30 to 8:00 which may not be late to a lot of people but when I’m eating dinner & then going to bed an hour later - it’s not good. I almost feel like it’s been a big factor in my inability to loose weight (along with chocolate cake, french fries & pizza). So I’ve started eating my bigger meal at lunch (my husband saves me dinner from the night before). And when I get home at night I have fruit - watermelon, pinneapples or strawberries usually. I’m getting used to it for the most part, I think it’s definitely going to work out (cross your fingers). I got on the scale last night & down 12 pounds so far (which I am still trying to beleive). So that’s that. Also, in totally unrelated news - ummm……did anyone catch the new New Kids video this weekend? I have to tell you, I seen it tonight and it made me feel really old. I was worried one of those guys was going to break a hip with all those dance moves. They definitely are not as young as they used to be, but you know - I guess neither am I.

Hope you all had a great weekend!

I hope everyone made it out this weekend to see SATC because, well what can I say - it was fabulous.

Me being the geek that I am had purchased tickets weeks in advance for myself and four of my girlfriends. Our night started off with a little mexican flavor (food that is), some cosmos & finished with the movie we’ve all been waiting years for. The theatre ended up being packed so unfortunately we had to sit in one of the front rows, but it was well worth it. I laughed (until I snorted!), cried (at really weird moments so my BF says), and in the end was over the moon happy with the way they wrapped it up. Such a fantastic night, that in fact I can’t complain over the fact that 4 late 20, early 30 something women were crammed in the hatchback of my girlfriends mini van (which let me tell ya was a sight to see!!!). So tell me ladies (and men) whaddya think? Did you love it? Did you hate it? Do tell.

Oh and while I’m at it…..WTF is up with wordpress lately and being unable to upload images???? UGH.

Baby Seeds. Yep - according to my best friends 3 year old little girl that’s what it takes to make babies. Where do you get them you ask? Well the baby doctor of course. It makes you wonder, where do kids come up with this stuff? It’s hysterical. While I was visiting my BF this weekend, and oogling over her cute new baby, this was the lesson I got - along with “where’s your baby?” “when are you going to have a baby” “maybe you could go to the doctor and get baby seeds”. Yep bad enough I have to hear it almost weekly, from various people (including family) but now I have to get hassled by the cutest 3 year old on the planet.

And really do toddlers seriously ask that many questions?? Before I was set to leave her 5 year old little brother said “Aunt B, I think you want to take baby Abby home with you don’t you”, my response of course was “I sure do……I think I may have run out of those baby seeds a long time ago”. I mean for real - how could you not want to scoop this little one up? Love her.

Ok! Magazine did a list of their top 10 hot guys - I can’t say I agree with many - except of course Mr Beckham. He could play on my soccer field anyday! So what do you think do you girls (or guys) agree:
10. Mario Lopez
9. Chris Carmack
8. Ashton Kutcher
7. Jerry O’Connell
6. Jesse Metcalf
5. Michael Phelps
4. Antonio Sabato Jr.
3. Shemar Moore
2. Maksim Chmerkovskiy
1. David Beckman

I mean, Michael Phelps & Jerry O’Connell?

Makes you wonder who exactly is picking these lists??

“Some people are settling down, some people are settling and some people refuse to settle for anything less than butterflies.”

When did dating get so complicated? When did our expectations go from hoping our date would pick up the tab & open doors, to hoping he has a six figure salary, a house in the burbs, a nice car & good relationship with God?

I have a friend let’s call her Bella who is single, divorced actually for the last two years. She’s a great girl, but hasn’t had much luck in the dating department. The other night, we got to talking, turns out her sister Red (also single and might I add one of my very best friends) is dating a new guy. She really likes him, they share alot of the same interests & have a great time together & he treats her like a princess. Bella proceeded to ask Red a series of questions:

Does he have a job? No he’s in school

Does he go to church? No, he was raised Catholic but isn’t practicing

Does he smoke? Cigarettes - no, but pot once in awhile

To which Bella replies, “that’s three strikes, I don’t like him already”  I said “Are you kidding me, just be happy for your sister, she’s happy - he makes her happy. So he’s not working, at least he’s going to school trying to do better for himself, and who cares if he doesn’t go to church - that definitely doesn’t make him a bad person. Smoking pot? Please - he’s 23! He’ll grow out of it, that’s what guys do!”

She proceeding to tell me, she wanted someone with drive - someone that had a good job & made good money - someone that was passionate, and was sure about what he wanted. Which honestly, is fine. In a perfect world, in a perfect guy that’s what we would get. But let’s be real, we don’t live in a perfect world & there is no such thing as a perfect guy. Or a perfect girl for that matter. Sure it’s easy for me say I’m married, I have a great husband & a great life and I wouldn’t trade it for anything. I knew the moment my husband kissed me that I would spend the rest of my life with him. He is by no means perfect & neither am I for that matter.  He leaves his dirty socks next to the hamper instead of putting them n the hamper, he is the messiest cook I have ever met and he is a procrastinator but I love him. I love even those qualities about him. I guess what I am getting at, is when it comes to finding love you can have expectations as high as the eiffel tower, but it’s not reality. And I think somehow in the end you just may miss your chance at true love. So what do you think, to settle or not to settle?

Watched this movie tonight, for the second time. Love, Love, Loved it! I read the book a little while ago & cried throughout most of it. Why? Because I am a girl & we are emotional and did I mention how much I love an Irishman?? Well - I do.

Here one of my favorite quotes from the movie, which a little spoiler alert - don’t listen if you don’t wanna know the premise. Basically Hilary Swank’s character’s husband passes away in the movie, before he passes away he writes her letters & sets it up with someone to have them mailed every month. Sweet love letters, pushing her to do things she normally wouldn’t - in one of his final letters he writes:

Gerry: Dear Holly, I don’t have much time. I don’t mean literally, I mean you’re out buying ice cream and you’ll be home soon. But I have a feeling this is the last letter, because there is only one thing left to tell you. It isn’t to go down memory lane or make you buy a lamp, you can take care of yourself without any help from me. It’s to tell you how much you move me, how you changed me. You made me a man, by loving me Holly. And for that, I am eternally grateful… literally. If you can promise me anything, promise me that whenever you’re sad, or unsure, or you lose complete faith, that you’ll try to see yourself through my eyes. Thank you for the honor of being my wife. I’m a man with no regrets. How lucky am I. You made my life, Holly. But I’m just one chapter in yours. There’ll be more. I promise. So here it comes, the big one. Don’t be afraid to fall in love again. Watch out for that signal, when life as you know it ends. P.S. I will always love you

Are you crying? Me too.

I found the perfect thing to relieve my anxiety & help the funk that I have been in lately.

Shopping.

I did a lot of it this weekend………clothes, towels, kitchen gadgets (I love you Homegoods!!!!!), oh and a pretty new bathroom set - to liven up my spirit. Why is it when we’re stressed we feel the need to shop? Insanely? Like we have never been to a mall or a target in our lives?? Dear lord.  It did feel good, until next month comes along & the credit card bills come in (damn you shiny, little plastic things!!). I guess we all have are vices right? Anyway, had one of my best friends over Saturday night for dinner & a little Rock Band action, we may or may not have played tennis and gotten a tad bit into it  (thanks K for the big fat bruise on my arm!). The night ended with a deep conversation, on lesbians & polygamists (don’t ask me how it got here, I still haven’t quite figured it out). Seriously though it was just what I needed, good friends, good fam & good times. It made me realize I need to buck up - stop feeling sorry for myself, because no matter how bad I think I have it - I really don’t have it all the bad. I have great people around me who love me & support me, and at the end of the day I think that’s all any of us can really ask for.