Whether you’re a poop talker or not, you probably need to get on my level with this because it is real shit, no pun intended. Regardless of whether or not your prefer vanilla (gross), tropical, some fruit blend, breezy cotton or a plain old lysol….once your spray of choice has been deemed the Number two spray, that smell is what everyone who lives in the house associates with your poop.
Trials and Tribulations of Co-Habitation: “Poop Spray”
14 JunDang! It’s Hard Meeting Friends When You’re Thirty!
12 Jun
My entire life I’ve always been an extrovert. Excited to meet new people, ready to learn from them and offer up whatever I can as their friend. Now that I’m thirty…I know what I like and I like what I know. What I’ve found is people are much more “set in their ways” when they are older, including me. This wasn’t even on my radar until we moved last year and well, it was meet new people or literally depend solely on my husband and the dog for entertainment. While Justin and Brody are nothing short of amazing…I find myself missing my girls back home everyday, especially every weekend.
This and a gmail chat with a good friend (Lauren) is when it hit me that it is pretty f’n close to finding a needle in a haystack when you actually find a friend in your late 20s and 30s. Unless you’re introduced through a mutual friend (because I like to think that my friends hang out with equally as cool people) or you meet people at work (which I have… and I love them) then you’re damn near out of luck in the friend department. Continue reading
Sometimes You Just Know It In Your Heart
26 MayOh today is going to be such an awesome day! Traveling the other day I had some time to think about my best friend’s upcoming shower that I was flying home for and really how much her and her fiance mean to each other. Which of course then made me think of my husband and how much he means to me. Why does that always happen?
When J and I first met there was something there, obviously…but in all honesty we barely knew each other for a good year of our relationship. Often I just can’t believe how real our feelings were from day one, even though we had spent so much time apart. Where we are today proves to me that sometimes you just know it in your heart.
That lovely little sparkle of a memory stemmed from thinking about my beautiful best friend and how much she deserves such a wonderful shower this weekend.
The “Gentards”
25 MayAlright Generation X, Y or whatever the hell you are. If you are between the ages of 20 and 25, I’m talking to you. Now I’m not saying you are all idiots, I’m just saying from what I’ve seen….this ship is sinking fast! These kids are overly sensitive, they cry to mommy and daddy about spilled milk and they have no motivation or drive whatsoever. Clearly some parenting issues there.
We were hiring for a Marketing Intern in our office and out of four people that I scheduled and confirmed phone interviews with:
1) Didn’t answer and never called back
2) Was sleeping!!!!!!
3) Acted like the call was a surprise
The fourth, thank god, we hired and has her head screwed on straight. Well done mom and dad….well done.
As for the others…good luck you to in this world. It’s hard to teach any of them anything because they think they know it all. IF YOU KNOW THEN WHY ARE YOU HERE AND WHY IS EVERYTHING YOU ARE DOING NOT WORKING?
Trials and Tribulations of Co-Habitation: Who Lets The Dog Out
24 MayI love my little Boo Boo, but ten O’clock is witching hour most nights and the last thing I want to do is put his leash on and walk his energetic ass around outside while he sniffs the same plants and grass that he does every night. Oh, wait! That also brings me to 6 in the morn… Ideally I’d like the dog to make me a cup of coffee while I roll out of bed and take him outside once I’ve had a few sips, but I live in this four legged furry fockers world and this is no fantasy island.
What use to be an Open the Door and let him out in the backyard comfort is no more.
Wholesale Stores….I just don’t get it.
23 May
Every single time I walk into a Sam’s Club or a Costco I have to hold back from losing my shit. Well, not quite losing my shit, but I’m 
pretty sure J would be mortified if I actually asked the people “WHY DO YOU NEED TO CHECK MY ID CARD WHEN I HAVE TO SHOW IT TO PAY ANYWAYS” I mean seriously…is it because you don’t want someone rushing in to buy your 1048 calorie chicken bake without paying for a full membership? I mean the easiest job in the world has got to be standing there “bouncing” at the door to make sure that members do not enter the building without their card showing.
Seriously though, I really can not get past this. I’m wondering if there is some reason that this is the case because I have been to BJ’s Wholesale before and those people seem to be ahead of the game, because they would rather have a person doing work, than checking the door. It saddens me Costco as you are my favorite, but you lose major points for the angst you cause me.
I always wondered…am I the only one who is annoyed by this? But then, I stumbled upon this gem. If you’ve got a minute…I’ve found someone crazier than me: One Man’s Defiant Costco Run
Trials and Tribulations of Co-Habitation: The Dishes
23 Aug
Raise your hand if you love to do the dishes!!!! Wah Wah! No one…no one in the world likes doing the dishes and if they do, they are weird. Not only do I hate doing dishes (I think it has something to do with the sponge and continuing to use it after the first time), I also hate unloading the dishwasher.
Most men are notorious for doing a horrible job washing dishes, as in not ever doing them. Hopefully you are not one of those people who is co-habitating with the type of person that is not only too lazy to wash dishes, but also to lazy to rinse off a dish and put it in the dishwasher!
