Thursday, December 20, 2012

Reality Show - My Secret

I have a confession and a secret to tell.

I was this close to not writing a post this week for Theme Thursday. Not because I have nothing to say about this weeks topic cause I have a lot but because I’ve been way to busy like crazy fucking busy, like I have no time to pee busy. See my husbands back when out over the weekend so I’m working from home this week. Now some of you may think great she gets to stay home and get paid and while that is true let me tell you it's not a picking and nothing to be jealous of. Having a husband who almost can’t get out of bed for most of the morning every morning for the past 4 days means I have to get the older kid ready for school, I have to prepare lunch when he gets home and the little one has been staying with me since I don’t have the time to take him to daycare and hubs just can’t. On top of that I have my usual things that I do…make dinner, do homework, showers not to mention I have my job that I have to do from 8-4:30. Oh and it's great when I’m super super busy at work having the 4 year old sitting on top of me demanding things. Needless to say its been a very exhausting week. Just last night I didn’t get to sleep till past one cause I was working on work stuff. So now it's 11:30 on a Wednesday night and I'm trying to do this post because you see here’s my secret

I LOVE REALTY SHOWS….well some, actually mostly just one….THE BACHELOR/BACHLORETTE/BACHELOR PAD franchise.

I absolutely love that show. On Sunday one of the couples on the Bachelorette actually made it, the shows been on the air for like 10 years and this is the third wedding from ALL the couples so this is huge and very rare.

Don’t get me wrong on why I love watching the show. It's not that I believe these people will find everlasting love and even though I’m a hopeless romantic I know these people will most likely not find it. 97% don’t. How could you, there is one guy/girl and they have to chose out of 25 girls/guys in 6 weeks while making out with most of them. Seriously this is not a way to start of the relationship.

So why do I love it?
I love it because of the places this shows takes the people. Some of them are amazing. The beaches are my favorites.
I love it because truthfully I love seeing people making total fools of themselves. These men and woman are crying into the first 3 episodes after they get eliminated because they  feel something strong, how this was their last chance at finding love, how they could see themselves falling in love with the Bachelor/Bachelorette. Give me a fucking break. I think most of them are pissed of they didn’t get to visit more places. It’s impossible to find love after 3 weeks while 20+ people are competing for the same person, but its definitely fun to watch.

I love the suspense of seeing who the Bachelor/Bachlorette picks at the rose ceremony. I'm not too proud to admit that I've yelled at the TV screen when they've pick someone I don't like or when they send a good person home...this is my version of Sunday Football.
I also love when they break up go back on the show and cry to the host that they can’t believe its over, how they didn’t see it coming, how they really thought this person was the one oh and by the way they would totally do Bachelor/Bachlorette all over again because they believe in true love and they are confident they will find it this time…yeah right and I just won the mega million; so now we’re all happy.

I also secretly wish I was on the show if I was younger, not married and didn’t have kids. Again not to find love but to go to these amazing places. This show is a perfect opportunity for anyone who loves to travel to do it for free. Forget who the Bachelor is. I have no interest in finding love on a TV show. I’m not that stupid to think it could work.

So there’s my secret. I get so excited when new seasons start. New faces, new morons to make fools of themselves, lots and lots of crying and although I love all three shows I definitely prefer when the men is a Bachelor. Woman are cruel and they are not afraid to show it on national television nor are they too proud to make total asses of themselves....constantly.

How could not love watching a show likes this. You can't get this kind of entertainment in real life. By the way for this season the Bachelor ends up picking her at the end of the show after she was a complete physcho the whole season. Oh surprise it didn't work out...shocked I know.

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Thursday, December 13, 2012

One of those days

So today started off pretty good. It’s Theme Thursday and the topic was “Wedding Story”. I loved writing that post. It reminded me of when my husband and I met, how we fell in love and our somewhat unconventional path to the alter…twice. Naturally I thought this feeling of love would last throughout the day. Fuck was I ever wrong. It was all good in the neighborhood till I got home. Then I was reminded why sometimes I feel like divorcing my husband and kids TWICE. Thankfully The Insomniac’s Dream gave me a wonderful idea, she said blog it, it gives you more than 140 characters. So here I am…venting.

How pissed off I am at my husband and at my kids a little. I realize they are just children and don’t know any better. IT’S HIM THAT GETS ME MAD. Don’t tell me not to yell at them when you hardly ever do anything. I’m the one that has to feed them, bath them, get the homework done, make sure they brush their teeth & go to school with clean clothes. While Mr. “I don’t yell at the kids” plays Mafia Wars and watches TV. So when they do something bad who’s left to yell and get their little asses in shape…ME. I hate that most of the time when it comes to telling the kids what to do/not to do and getting shit done it’s all up to me. Why men feel like they should do minimal work when it comes to their home because they have jobs. News flash fucker SO DO I!!! That don’t mean shit anymore. Yes there are moms that stay home but I’m not one of them. I wake up early every day. I iron the kids clothes before I go to work, work all day and when I get home the thing that gets me the most mad is when he says “Oh thank God you’re home, I’m so tired I’m going to go take a nap”. Meanwhile he’s been with the kids for 2 ½ at this point. So what happens?? Well I wash the dishes from the whole day that he and the kids made, make dinner, feed the kids, wash dishes, give the kids a shower, put them to bed and then take a shower myself and maybe if its not too late stay up a little bit and relax….I DO THIS EVERYDAY!!!

Now to give him credit he has started putting them to bed which is why I do have time to do this blog tonight and now that I’ve had time to vent a little I do feel better and I know he’ll do something nice tomorrow cause he sees I’m mad and than I’ll feel bad and than we’ll be ok for some time until he pisses me off again. Truth is he’s no worse and for some things better than most men I know. He's just my husband and that makes it my headache. ONE MORE HEACHE TO DEAL WITH!! Time to go take a long shower.

I married the same man twice...sort of! - Theme Thursday

Some time ago I was going to blog about my wedding story and as it turns out Something Clever 2.0  decided to have a Theme Thursday topic about this. I’ve been with my husband for about 12 years. Of those we’ve been legally married for 8 ½ and 6 ½ in the church. My wedding story has two parts.

I’ve lived in America for over 22 years. When I was 21 I went on a summer vacation back to my country. I had no intentions on meeting anyone for long term. There were many stories of men and women marrying people in America just for the green cards. I didn’t want to be one of those. So I vowed not to fall in love. Of course my heart had other intentions and as it happened I met my future husband on the second day I arrived and we started dating on the third. Even at that time I didn’t think anything serious was going to happen; I thought it was just going to be a summer fling but this turned into a lot more. We ended up dating with me going back and forth for a couple of years. It was really hard for us. We were young and in love and wanted to spend every waking moment together. He tried to get a visitors visa a few times but was denied every time. It’s really hard convincing an American consulate that you plan to come back when you’re young and they know you’re going to America to see your girlfriend. Anyway after about 4 years of this we decided we had enough and were ready to start our life together. I applied for a fiancé visa for him and lucky he got it and he came in February 2004. On April 2, 2004 we got legally married.

I didn’t know what getting married in City Hall meant. This has to be the most unromantic way to get married. We were brought into a room with about 30 other couples and some you could just tell were “in love” & not getting married for “papers”. Every couple of minutes a couple would go into a room and come out about 5 minutes later. We thought they all filled out the paper work wrong. Surly it can’t be that the wedding ceremony lasts only 5 minutes…right? WRONG!!! The ceremony really is that quick. We couldn’t believe it. We went in there and the guy started talking so fast I don’t even remember if we even said I do all I remember is the guy said “CONGRATULATIONS YOU’RE MARRIED”. We both look at each other like WHAT THE FUCK that’s it??? It was so quick our friends that were there with us didn’t even get to take decent pictures. After that we all went out for a lunch and at night for some drinks and BAM we were husband and wife.

Now the only reason we did the whole City Hall thing was because with a fiancé visa you have to get married within 3 months or the person coming to America looses their visa and even if they get married say 6 months later they would not get their green card. We had always planned to make a wedding. We wanted our families and friends to celebrate this day with us. The original plan was to return to our country either that summer or the latest the summer of 2005 and make a big wedding with the church and reception. So why did we end up getting married in the summer of 2006 you ask, well because I got unexpectedly pregnant in the winter of 2004 and my son wasn’t born until September 2005. I was not going to travel while 7 months pregnant and no way was I wearing a wedding dress when I was HUGE!!!

As the summer of 2006 approach my husband and I really go into the whole planning. We tried to do as much as we could while in American since our wedding was going to be in Europe. I got the dress, him the suite, a little suite for our little guy, people were called and invited (no wedding invitations are done over there). As much as we tried to do everything right there are always disasters & some beyond our control.

First I had been going to the same hair dresser for years. I loved this woman and recommended her to everyone. I went to her a couple of days before I was due to leave for Europe and told her to color my hair platinum blond for MY WEDDING!!! I had been going to her for a couple of months before just to lighten my hair gradually so that the last time I colored it would be perfect. Now don’t get me wrong. I’m not really girly girly but this was my wedding, I wanted to look nice. After my hair was done it turn out yellow NOT PLATINUM BLOND. I was like WHAT THE FUCK I told you I wanted platinum blond not YELLOW. Let me just rewind for a minute. Before she started to color it I asked her can you get it platinum blond if not than tell me now so that my hair is not yellow. She said of course I can. So you can understand why I was pissed as hell. I didn’t even pay her for the fucked up job she did and I never went back. Luckily I was leaving the country about a month before my wedding so I was able to get the color I wanted for A LOT CHEAPER in Europe.

Second 2 weeks before the wedding my father-in-laws sister died. She was sick and everyone was expecting her to die we were all just praying that it happened after our wedding. When she died I thought that was it for my wedding. Our traditions and customs are different than here in America. My father-in-law could have easily said no wedding since his sister died. I luckily have the best in-laws on the planet not just for this but for so many other reasons that he didn’t even think about canceling our wedding.

Third a week before our wedding the guy where we were renting the hall from gets into a car accident and dies. So now I’m thinking is someone trying to give me a hint? Should I not marry this guy? Of course it was too late. I had already married him legally 2 ½ years ago and had a child with him. I was going to marry him one way or another. Thankfully the guy had a son who willingly stepped up and did everything for us so our wedding day could be beautiful and just right.

On a warm summer day in August 2006 my husband and I got married in a church in front of all our friends and family. The reception was great. Everyone had a great time. The servers were wonderful. They made sure there was always food on the table and everyone’s glass was full. People say it was the best wedding they had been to in a long time. Even now every once in a while someone will comment on our wedding and say it was still the most fun. We had people drunk, dancing till 3 in the morning.

Even thought we definitely had some bumps in the road and there were times when I thought we shouldn’t get married I’m glad I chose him at the end. Yes we drive each other crazy and I think often of ways to eliminate him (joking…mostly) if I had to do it all over again I would still chose him.

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Thursday, December 6, 2012

Why I love / hate Christmas

Why I love/hate Christmas

It’s December so what does that mean? Well if you live in New York like me here’s what it means:
-  The weather is getting colder; big jackets, gloves, ear muffs, hats and scarf’s are coming out.
-   People are so over Thanksgiving and some are looking forward to Christmas
-  The turkey decorations come down and Santa Clause and Snow Flakes go up
-  Kids start making demands what they want for Christmas

So how do I feel about Christmas, mostly I love it but part of me hates it.

Why I Love Christmas

  1. The decorations – I love the store displays. Some stores really go all out for the holidays. The lights just memorize me and the Christmas Tree at Rockefeller Center. It really is a sight to see.

The sales – Around the holidays there are always sales everywhere. It’s probably one of the best times to save money. You can get things for Christmas but also  for the whole year that you will need for a lot less

My kids faces on Christmas morning – Nothing beats there excitement. I can’t even get them to wash their face or pee before they make a run for the Christmas tree. This is probably one of the few days out of the year where they don’t ask me a question every 5 minutes. They're so preoccupied with all the new things I can actually enjoy a cup of coffee.

Days off from work -  Need I say more about this

Why I Hate Christmas

Rude people – The holidays can bring out the best but also the worst in people. Shoppers are the worst. They push, shove and have absolutely no consideration for anyone but them selves like they’re the only ones trying to get a toy for their kid.

The tourists – This goes back to my earlier post about all the tourists where I work. I guess many people take off during the holiday season and they ALL come by my job so as usual it takes FOREVER to walk a block.

Money – This is for Christmas tree, Christmas decorations (you can use the old ones for only so long) and lets not forget the presents. Long gone are days of $10-15 gifts for a kid and you were done. Kids these days have huge list of what they want. Of course they aren’t getting all those things but nevertheless since we don’t buy our kids many toys during the year we kind of go overboard for Christmas. For example this year we are spending about $400 per child. $800 for Christmas…yes I hate Christmas, but I guess that’s mostly our fault for spending that much, although I like to look at it if there wasn’t Christmas I wouldn’t have the need to spend all that money, so its Christmases fault.

There it is. My reasons. I mostly do love Christmas. I love how much my kids get excited about Christmas. I love our Christmas Tree and I love that I get spend the holidays with my own little family.

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Thursday, November 29, 2012

Get Me In The Mood...

As usual I went to bed last night exhausted. It was 10 and because I had decided to color my hair and my husband “couldn’t” put the kids to bed they had to wait for me till 10. As I was leaving hubs asked if I was coming back after they fell asleep and I said NO I’m tired which in turn he gave me a sad face that said “really I’m not getting any tonight” and he said but you go to bed early every night which made me think about a few things. Now don’t get me wrong I love my husband. If I had to do it all over again I would still chose him (probably, no seriously I would chose him...most likely). Yes he does a lot of things that annoy/get me mad but he also does so many sweet things and it reminds me why I picked him. With that said I decided to compile a list of things that my husband and probably any husband can do and also not do to get his wife in the “mood”.

Hint: Its the little things that matter guys


  1. Put the kids to bed. I get my kids to bed at 9 PM 99% of the time from Sunday – Thursday. On the weekends we let them stay up a little bit longer. Now my older one falls asleep right away. 2 minutes and he’s out. The little one is still in daycare and takes a nap during the day which means putting him to bed at 9 actually turns into 10, 10:30 before he’s asleep. That means I'm sitting next to him in the room waiting for him to fall asleep so I can get things done around the house. After sitting there for 1 ½ hrs I’m tired and all I want to do at that point is also go to sleep.
  2. Washing the dishes before I come home from work. When I get home at 5:30 I like to start dinner right away. There is almost nothing that makes me go more crazy than when I see the sink FULL of dishes waiting for me when I get home. This means I have to wash the dishes first before I can start dinner and from that point everything gets pushed back and my mood is usually ruined. My husband works from home so he CAN do them before I get there.
  3. Clean up the house a little before I get home from work. Now I’m not asking for full cleaning that includes vacuuming & dusting. All I’m asking is that if there are toys, juices boxes, plates and cups all over the living room just pick them up. This is a 5 minute job that really means a lot.
  4. Take the kids out of the house on the weekends. Again I’m not asking for every weekend just sometimes. It would really help me if he took them out on a Saturday for say 4-5 hours so that I could clean the house nicely and still have time for myself and it would do a wonder for my mood.
  5. Make dinner sometimes. Now I know a lot of men don’t know how to cook or hate to cook or think cooking is a woman’s job but trust me cooking a meal once in a while so I don’t have to every night would be wonderful. My husband is not the greatest cook but he can make a meal or two and when he does it’s almost a guarantee that he’s getting some. The problem is that he cooks like once a year or once every two years. More often would be better like once a month. Also for men that don’t know how to cook I’m sure you wife can show you a meal or two you could make that is simple.


  1. SLEEPING IN EVERY WEEKEND. My husband likes to stay up late on the weekends which means he usually sleeps till 11. By the time he wakes up I’ve already been up for a least 4 hours and breakfast has been cook and served, dishes done, house somewhat clean and I’m pissed as hell cause I HAVE TO DO IT EVERY TIME. I would love to sleep in every once in a while (AKA more than once every 2 years). Also if you happen to let your wife sleep in please take care of the kids. This means when I wake up at say 10 or 11 the first thing I don't want to hear is mommy we're starving daddy hasn't give us anything to eat.
  2. AFTER WAKING UP SPENDING ALL YOUR TIME IN FRONT OF THE TV OR COMPUTER. This goes back to number 1 when hubs finally wakes up he usually spends most of the day in front of the computer or TV if we don't have to go outside for something & expects me to do EVERYTHING and than once night time comes he’s like put the kids to bed so you know what. I just look at him like ARE YOU ON FUCKING CRACK. All day you haven’t done shit and now you expect something and you couldn’t even be bothered to help me out….HELL NO!!!
  3. FEELING ME UP. Let me clarify this. Feeling me up while I am cooking, washing dishes or cleaning is not going to get me in the mood it will have the opposite affect and contrary to what men think grabbing my boobs while I’m doing house chores is not something that every women likes.
  4. DOING A DANCE FOR ME TO GET ME IN THE MOOD. Let me clarify this. Last night my husband thought that in order to get me in a better mood he would do a dance for me. A sort of strip dance but with all the clothes still on cause the kids were somewhere in the house. This so annoyed me. I had just spent 5 minutes explaning to him that I was tired and going to bed and that I was tired BECAUSE I had been up since 5:30 that day, I had worked all day, came home washed dishes, made dinner, gave the kids a bath and cleaned the house a dozen times and had to wake up early the next day so that I could do the dishes again since I was tired at that moment to do them. Dancing for me is NOT HELPFUL. What would have helped?? If he had said let me put the kids to bed and than do the dishes for you so that you can actually relax a little. 
There you go. My mini list of Do’s and Don’ts to get me in the mood.

Oh and BTW when I woke up this morning he had washed the dishes (maybe he can read my mind), so yeah he’s probably getting some tonight.

Thursday, November 15, 2012

If I could impress one lesson, ideal, or moral on my children, what would it be? - Theme Thursday

There are just so many. I love my kids. I know I complain about them and I complain to them, and I yell and I punish but at the end of the day I love my babies. I wouldn’t take back having them for anything in this world. They are my world. They make me laugh like no one can, piss me off that I want to send them off to a boarding school and make me cry till I’m all puffy and gross looking. But I love them and they are mine and I would do anything for them.

With that said there are so many things I want them to learn. Don’t steal, don’t cheat (life or your wife/girlfriend), don’t lie, don’t hit a woman unless she hits first then all rules out the door. I know some disagree with this but my thinking is why should a woman have a right to hit her man and not the other way around. Forget about men being stronger than woman, fair is fair. Use your tongue rather than your fists unless they hit first than beat the shit out of them…honestly I’m not a violent person despite what my last two sentences say I just want my kids to be able to stand up for themselves. Do good in school and no matter what get a college degree. It really does make a difference in life. Be good to your wife. Be a good father. Don’t just make kids, play with them, read them stories and be there for them when they need you. I would love for my kids to hold all these values and so many more close to their hears and minds but the most important one is be


That’s it….just be HAPPY.

I want them to know that life is hard. There will be some great joys and disappointments waiting for them. That they will shed so many more tears but at the same time they will laugh so hard they will pee in their pants. People will hurt them but that's all part of life and thru all of this I just want them to be

I want them to be happy about the choices they make & happy about the people that they’ve chosen to keep in their lives.

I want them to be able to see the "light at the end of the tunnel". To know that even thought today looks bad maybe tomorrow won't be and even if it is one day things will get better. There is nothing that scares the shit out of me more than the thought of my babies hurting themselves (suicide, cutting and other things). I can't imagine not having them around because they thought life was too hard for them/on them and they just couldn't go on. So I just want them to know that life will get better, there are so many wonderful things in this world to make them happy so please don't give up.

Life is too short not to enjoy it even when times are bad. Everyday is a gift so enjoy it and find something to make you happy today.

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Wednesday, November 14, 2012


I went on my blog today to see if anyone made any comments for any stories I did. I like to check since I like to answer any comments that people make. So I go over and someone made a comment about my What I would say to my 16 year old self” post BUT only did she comment on my post but she awarded me with the “Sunshine Award”. Thank you so much Its Not Like Its Rocket Surgery for the award. I couldn’t believe it. My first award!!






The Sunshine Award

So as part of getting the award there are rules to follow:


¨       I have to answer the 8 questions below

¨       Award 5 other bloggers that I think are cool.

1. What is your favorite Christmas/festive movie?

Miracle on 34th Street


2. What is your favorite flower?

I don’t know if I have a favorite. Flowers in general are so beautiful & I love them all. If I had to chose it would be Tulips. They come in so many different colors and they smell so nice.


3. What is your favorite non – alcoholic beverage?

Coffee & water. It’s the only two non-alcoholic beverages that I drink.

4. What is your passion? 

Reading, I love reading. I can't even count how many books I've read so far, probably enought to fill a small library. My new passion is writing. I'm really starting to love writing.

5. What is your favorite time of year?

No question about it SUMMER. I absolutely love the summer. The warm weather, going to the beach, lake, Water Parks. I love going to Central Park in NY over the summer. The park is so big and there are so many things to do, you can stay all day and you won't get bored. The long lazy summer days. Not having to wear 10 layers of clothing.


6. What is your favorite time of day?

Late in the evening. When the kids are sleeping, the house is somewhat clean and I get to sit on the couch drink my coffee and relax in front of the tv.

7. What is your favorite physical activity?

Is it really bad to say I have none? I use to love soccer & tennis but I haven’t had time for any in the last couple of years. Maybe when the kids are older. I would love to play those sports again.

8. What is your favorite vacation?

Any place that either has a pool or a beach. We went to Florida last year for a week and it was the best vacation ever. We stood in a hotel that had 2 outdoor pools, 1 indoor and our balcony faced the white sand beaches. It was awesome!! So great that the kids still mention it from time to time.

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Thursday, November 8, 2012

What I would say to my 16 year old self

Some months ago I read a blog (I can’t remember which one so I’m sorry I can’t give credit) about what I would say to my younger self. It got me thinking and here are the 16 things I would say to my 16yr old self if I could.

1.      Dating a 22yrd old is not cool; it makes him a child molester…period

2.      Don’t even think about smoking. They’re not cool, they cost a fortune and it will take you many years to come to your senses and try to quit and that shit is so hard to do

3.      Finish school and by school I mean college…get a degree, a high school diploma will get you nowhere

4.      You are not an adult and you don't know everything. Stop acting like you are….you look stupid

5.      When you have kids your house is going to be messy and your kids will not listen to everything you say

6.      There is nothing better in life than hearing your child say mama for the first time

7.      Getting married and having kids is not a guarantee that you will get to stay home, many woman work. This goes back to #3

8.      Your mom will not help you when you’re an adult, don’t count on her (this is probably a post of its own…someday)

9.      Go visit the Twin Towers they won’t be there forever

10.  Showing your stomach may seem cool now but that shit will come back to bite you in the ass when you’re older and you back hurts when it gets a little cold outside… cover yourself girl, I'm dying over here

11.  You’ll get your heart broken, its ok, its all part of life

12.  Wearing designer brands is not the most important thing and when you have kids you won't be able to afford it anyway

13.  You have great friends, they will be a great support system for you when you need them and you’ll be theirs

14.  People that you know will die and you will cry a lot but its all part of life so enjoy your time with them before its too late

15.  Life is hard

16.  Sometimes the little things will matter the most

How Having Kids Kills Your Sex Life - Theme Thursday

This week I was asked by the wonderful to participate in Theme Thursday. This week’s theme is “How Having Kids Kills Your Sex Life”.  At first I didn’t think I could do this theme cause let me be honest my sex life is dead…right?? Well not completely so after thinking about it for some time here it is.

When I first met my husband we were in our early 20’s. We were in our prime and we took full advantage of the situation. It was all the time….didn‘t matter when or where. Our best was 8 times in one day…hell yeah I’m bragging!!. Now I’m just no longer in the mood. After waking up early, going to work, coming home cooking dinner, doing homework, giving the kids a shower & put them to bed the last thing on my mind is sex. At that point all I want to do is sleep ALONE!!!

v     When we were young our bodies were tight, lean and fit…now after about 10 minutes we have to take a break or one of us will have a heart attack.

v     Let me put it this way; We have two places where the deed is done
  •       In the bathroom (this is what we call being "spontaneous") while I hold on to dear life to the sink
  •       In the "kids bedroom (our kids sleep with me in the big bed)", cause nothing says romance like twin size bunk beds with super Mario & Lightning McQueen cheering you on.

v     Romance now a days is “ok the kids are asleep and I need to go to bed early cause I need to wake up early for work so I can give you a fast 5 minutes…go, go, go”

v     There is no morning sex….the kids always wake up before us

v     There is not spontaneous sex…the kids are always there

v     Having sex for a long time use to be for 2 hrs, now 30 minutes means its his birthday. I never have to buy him a gift anymore!!

v     Lingerie means I’m not wearing grandma underwear

v     Before kids its was 3 to 4 times a week now we’re lucky to do it once a week although once every two weeks is more like it.

Don’t get me wrong, I love my husband and even thought we're not that young anymore and we have so many more responsibilities then before I still find him very attractive, it's just having two full time jobs (work and home) with two small kids is very exhausting. We try to make time for each other but after doing everything we can to make some time for us we’re exhausted from all the work of preparing the time that we end up sleeping or just relaxing on the couch.  We’re hoping once the kids move out we’ll have more time but than we’ll be in our 50’s which will create a whole new set of problems.

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Wednesday, November 7, 2012


I’ll be the first to admit to….I’ve been really bad when it comes to blogging lately. I haven’t done it in two weeks!! I blame Hurricane Sandy and my period for this. I just haven’t been in the mood and I’ve had no inspiration. A lot of people have been blogging about Sandy and the elections. Hurricane Sandy brought tragedy to the east coast that no one thought it would, or at least I didn’t. I remembered Hurricane Irene last year and thought this one was going to be like it but damn her Hurricane Sandy kick our ass, but we’re strong and will get through this one day at a time. As for the elections I just didn’t follow it much this year.

Fair warning: If any men are reading this you might not like this post so much, although if you have a wife I’m sure you’re use to this already.

So I’ve been really kicking myself for not blogging and as I got out of the shower and reached for my face cream it HIT ME! I’m out of cream again...son of a bitch! Now I just bought this cream not too long ago and I just knew that it couldn’t be that I didn’t have anymore. It’s this small cream that cost a fortune ($22) for me so I use it only on my face and only as much as I need. So I put it up to the light and wouldn’t you know it the bottle it half full but the pump won’t pump anymore. This got me thinking about the last cream that I bought that I also “ran out” not too long after I got it. I put that one to the light and HA it was also almost half full! So I came to the only conclusion that is logical…The Aveeno Company is trying to screw us consumers! Those fuckers!! I’m not having it. So I did what any other hard working individual would do in my situation; I cut open the bottle and now I’m going to dip my finger inside a little everyday until I use up THE WHOLE BOTTLE! There is no way in HELL I’m going to spend $22 for a bottle and essentially throw away $11. What is wrong with these companies? Do they really think people in this economy or in general have money to throw away? How dare they….maybe I should write them a letter….hmmmm.

The other thing that I’m really pissed off about is my periods pads. We woman are to some extent creatures of habit and I’m sure I’m not the only woman that has a particular brand and size of pads that she’s been using for years. It took me a while to figure out which brand I like and I’ve stood by their side for years. It’s the only ones that really “protect” me. Recently I went to my local BJ’s to buy more (this bitch comes every month, maybe I should get pregnant again) and they didn’t have my "type" in that brand BUT they did have something that looked very similar (color and size) to the one that I use and I had to get something so I got that one. Let me tell you something this shit is not the same and the worst part is they don’t even make my kind anymore!! Why would you do this to me Always? I’ve been loyal to you for years and want to continue to be loyal. Don’t do me like this? It’s hard enough having to deal with this bitch every month at least give me some comfort. Did they not hear of the saying “if it’s not broken don’t fix it”. These new ones are bullshit. They’re all weird shaped and the material is just not right. I used one and ugh I’m so pissed!

My beloved pads!!
The fake imitation

I just don’t know what I’m going to do. I guess in time I’ll get use to them but for now I’m a very pissed woman…period.

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

I'm all over the place

A little over a month ago I started blogging. I did it because I read so many great blogs and realized I got some stuff to say also and I really didn't want any family and close friends to read what I have to say. They're some of my best material but they might not appreciate all that I have to say so since my husband doesn’t listen to me I figured who better than a total stranger.

I had no idea what the hell I was doing (truth be told I still don't). I see all these bloggers with the fancy titles, backgrounds and big words and I have no idea how to do any of them but I'm learning.

As I was going thru all these blogs I noticed that most of them have Twitter and Facebook....shit. So bravely I opened a Twitter account and prayed that at least one person follows me....I got 29 so far!! That's a great achievement that 29 strangers like what I say.....thank you, thank you kindly. Of course as soon as I joined twitter many twitters (is that the correct term) link their stuff to Facebook because Twitter only allows 140 characters. This also made me realize that Twitter wasn't invented by a woman, I can't say a decent good morning in 140 characters or less). Shit again, Facebook it is. After some initial trouble (I told you I HAVE NO CLUE WHAT I'M DOING) I now have a Facebook account. Does this make me cool or a complete dork?

So if you’re bored & have nothing to do or you “like” & follow so many other pages what’s one more come and see my Facebook and Twitter. I’m really excited to start this new journey and hope you will also….ok now I sound like a complete dork.



Monday, October 22, 2012

How did this happen???

Why are our kids so damn spoiled? I remember growing up and seeing kids in supermarkets or department stores throwing tantrums when they didn’t get something they wanted. I always said this will never happen to me when I have kids. You see those kids that have everything and have absolutely not appreciation for toys. They know that mom and dad will get them whatever toy they want sooner or later (most likely sooner). I being a naïve young woman myself always thought I will never raise my kids to be like this. They will know who the boss is. They will know to want a toy and wait for Christmas or their birthday to get it. Once they get that toy they will appreciate it and be truly happy that they finally got it. They will behave when I take them to the store. There will be no tantrum throwing at my house. I had planned to rule with an iron fist all the while being a gentle mom who my kids can one day say when mom and dad said no toys there were no toys and we were happy when we finally got a toy. Than I had kids and I realize now all that thinking was a bunch of bull crap. My kids are spoiled little brats.

I hate my kids when they do this to me at the store. Just one toy mom, just one, JUST OOONNNEEEE!!!

How did they become like this? What happened to the iron fist? What happen to “they will know who’s in charge”? What the fuck happen? I don’t understand how we got to this point. I never wanted kids that I got. I always looked at those kids and blamed the parents. Surely they were at fault. Kids don’t become spoiled on their own… they? My thinking was we raised them right they would be nice, well mannered kids.

The one on the right would be mine, the one of the left is what I got

My husband and I grew up not poor but not rich. We also grew up in Europe. I came to American when I was 10 and my husband when he was in his early twenties (I brought him here…a story for another post). We had a handful of toys throughout our childhood and we were HAPPY! I recall having a nice childhood. Playing with my friends with the few toys we had. We also played a lot outside which seems to be a foreign concept to kids these days. All they want it to stay inside and play video games or toys and maybe sometimes go to the park.

Take this weekend for instance. First let me take you back to about a week ago. The 7yr old asked me if he could have a new BeyBlade toy. I said we’ll see once he got his spelling test back. On Saturday we bought for both of the boys the new Skylander video game. Than on Saturday night the 7yr old says to me so can we go tomorrow and get the BeyBlade toy. I’m like WHAT!!! First he didn't even get his spelling test back AND I just spent over $100 on a video game that comes with all these figurines; I am not buying you another toy. So he gets mad at me like it’s my fault that I didn’t tell him that he wasn’t getting a BeyBlade toy and the Skylander video game. Fucking kids (that’s right I said just like we’ve all thought it before). Ugh they get me so frustrated!

After much debate (why do we need to debate!!!) it has been decided that he will get the BeyBlade for Christmas. This is complete bullshit. These kids have no appreciation for ANYTHING!!! All they know is I WANT, I WANT, I WANT. 

Sometime during all this debating and negotiating I realized that it’s all our fault. No matter how much we didn’t want or didn’t intend we have raised spoiled little brats. Kids that I despised when I was younger have turned into my kids. Why and how did this happen to us? We’re good people with good values. We were raised the right way and yet here we are with kids that throw tantrums in stores when they don’t get what they want, that EXPECT new toys all the time even thought they don’t play with them and have absolutely no concept of really wanting a toy.

This is not how I wanted my kids to be. Kids like this grow up to be asshole adults who expect everything to be served to them on a gold platter. I want my kids to know that you have to fight for the good things in life. To appreciate the small things and damn it to respect the fact that not everyone has everything. I know at heart they are good kids. They do share all their toys with their friends. They help as much as they can at home and my 7yr old is an excellent student in school. I'm mostly scared that they will turn into rotten adults that we see everyday that we all hate. I don't want anyone to hate my kids they're my babies.  

I know what has to be done….burn all their toys (just half kidding…haha). Seriously I know that it’s up to my husband and I to take responsibility for the brats that we have and it’s our job to right the wrong and make these kids into productive members of society. Stay tuned I’ll let you know how it works out.

Tell me are you kids spoiled or were they in the past? What did you do?