Valentines Day + Funniest Day On Facebook Ever

Happy Valentine's Day!

This is the first one in a long time that I didn't really celebrate. (At least today) For Good Reason.

Instead I spent the day with this cute little fireman.

Because the Rookie has all these Rookieish things going on this week, like intense studying and then a huge test, a 48 hour shift, and another huge DMV test to get his license to drive the Fire Truck.

Needless to say he has been a little stressed out and busy this week. So we decided to postpone our Valentines Day Celebrations until next week.

He even pulled me aside the day before Valentine's Day and warned me that he hadn't gotten me anything yet, and he didn't want me to be sad when I woke up the next morning and there was no secret gift waiting for me.

Good man.

I assured him that it was no big deal, that I wasn't expecting anything, (I really wasn't) and that our Valentine's Day would be on Monday. I then proceeded to tell him that the only thing I was planning to do for him on Valentine's Day, was to wake up early and make him breakfast before he had to leave to get things done.

Then in the morning when I tried to get up early, he stopped me from getting up, and said, that I didn't need to get up, that it was OK, and that I really needed my sleep. He was right. But I protested saying that I wanted to do something nice for him. (Wow, I really am nice under all that mean exterior, shocking isn't it?) But he assured me that he would rather that I get more sleep.

Better man.

So I happily went back to sleep, mumbling as my head hit the pillow, that I would do something nice for him on Monday. Then he got up, and left for the day.

Later when I finally woke up, I found this on my bathroom counter. Sneaky husband.

Word Vomit-Your Hair Looks Great!

Happy Word Vomit Monday!

The latest Word Vomit experience was submitted by a sweet girl who would like to remain anonymous. But don't worry, I know her story is legit. 

The Irony is Killing me

1. In the middle of watching Les Miserables in the theater, I suddenly realized that I was watching two Australians, arguing in English Accents, while pretending to be French. A little bit of the movie magic was lost for me after that.

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It's OK To Be Sick and Cry

Warning: Spoiler alert! If you are behind on seasons of Downton Abbey, this post might spoil a little something for you. So proceed with caution.

Now on to It's OK Thursday.

It's OK...

...that I sort of love when LG gets sick, because it is the only time ever that he wants to be held all day long. And he says cute little things like "Ah hode Mama" (I hold Mama) and "Up Peese" (Pick me up please).

...that the best thing I have ever taught him is to blow through his nose when I hold a tissue up to it. (Gross I know, but very helpful when you have a toddler with a cold.)

Word Vomit-Breaking A Universal Rule Of Conversation

Happy Word Vomit Monday Everyone!

There is a universal rule of conversation, which goes like this:

You do not complain to someone who has it worse than you.

For example. You do not tell a fat girl how fat you are. You do not complain to a new mother about how tired you are. And you do not tell someone in labor that they have no idea how much something hurt you.

There is a perfect example of this happening in this scene from Friends. (I apologize for the graphic details of labor contained in this scene, which you may not want to see if you are currently pregnant, or if you are not a fan of such things. So if you chose not to watch it, suffice it to say, that Ross breaks this universal rule of conversation.)

Clearly I understand this rule. But does my mouth know it? Obviously not...

Super Mom

The First time I met Nay, was at a Blog Conference. She was classy, and kind, and I never pictured us being friends. Not that the rest of my friends aren't classy, it's just that I thought of her as being way out of my friendship league.

Did I dig myself out of that one? Not really. Sorry friends. Moving on.

Nay as it turns out is one of the most down to earth, supportive and friendly people I have ever known. She always leaves sweet comments on my facebook posts, and likes everything. Come to think of it, I guess I do have a couple other friends like that. Maybe that is why we get along so well.

I am honored to have her guest post on my Blog today, and hope you will all pay a visit to her totally inspirational blog Coffee-n-Ink.

"Mommy?!"

{yelled in that sing-song way kids do - from upstairs while I'm downstairs usually}

"Yes, baby?"

"Mommy?!"

"Yes, love?"

{still patient and nice}

"Mommy?!"

I stomp upstairs....thinking, "ugh! why can't she {or he, for that matter} just tell me what she wants. Why do I have to go all the way upstairs? Don't they know I'm busy?"

"Mommy?!"