Friday Fabulousness~Who has a case of the blahs? I do! I do!

{Hap-BEE Halloween!}

I know, right? You guys are all “quit posting so often, we can’t keep up!” I’ve just got a case of the blahs and when naptime – which is blog time in this here household – comes around this little lady just zonks right out.Or maybe watches some SVU.Detective Stabler…yum. For some reason my writing mojo has taken a vacation, and I don’t think it’s somewhere fabulous like Crete. I think my mojo is somewhere snowed in and miserable. I got snowed in with some friends in a cabin Aspen once in High School. It was far less fun than you might imagine.Anyway, I’ve got to kick my own booty into gear because tomorrow I get to go to the Rally to Restore Sanity and/or Fear and record my first iVillage report. If that isn’t fabulous, I don’t know what is!Hot on the heels of that I get to dress up my precious boy and take him out trick or treating! I have successfully taught him how to say “trick or treat, smell my feet, give me something good to eat” Motherhood? CHECK!

And crazy exciting news, as I work on getting my (blog) groove back (where is Taye Diggs? What? It worked for Stella!) I have a couple of HOT MEN who shall be entertaining you with their hilarity. First up is the brilliant Jamie Grayson AKA the baby guy.He doesn’t have a blog, but I think we should insist that he rectifies that on the immediate. I always love reading mens perspectives on parenthood and shopping.

In the meantime,what was fabulous in your life this week? Or did you have the blahs too? I hope not….it’s not miserable or unhappy…it’s just…blah.

 

Steppin’ Out {lazy days edition}

Last week I plum forgot to take a picture and link up…shame on me. I rest assured knowingthat you would all be soooper inlove with the various yoga pants/hoodie combos that I rocked all last week, you’ll just have to imagine their glory.

And this week…well TOTT was out of town so you get a stunning self portrait taken in Auntie Keek’s room with her fun house mirror.

Coffee  Cup: Starbucks {what? That’s an accessory!}

Necklace: JCrew

Sweater: Old Navy

Long Tank: Nordstroms

Leggings: Target

Boots: Target

{ I love these boots. I get compliments every time I wear them. Love them}

Linking up with Harper’s Happenings. You should too! What did you want to wear this week? Enquiring (Nosy) minds (me) want to know…

 

Friday Fabulousness~

I was having a bit of trouble with Fabulousness this week. It’s not that I was depressed or bummed out or anything…in fact everything is going really well! I’ve just had a case of the blahs.

{the Boss in his King Max pj’s and a Colonial hat. Cause that’s how he rolls}

But then I realized that just today I had a shopping date with my friend K and her little daughter E. The Boss loves him some E! While we were shopping The Boss picked out his Halloween Costume, which for real might kill me with cute! I figure this might be the last year that I can get away with uber cutsey costumes before he wants to be batman or buzz lightyear.

But for one more year he will be my squishy widdle baby.  I always dream of grand costumes and making them myself  but so far I’ve always found myself at Old Navy squeeling at the cute and bribing the Boss with fruit snacks to try them on. He did not need to be bribed this year, oh no, he took one look at the wall of costumes and declared his preference and then danced around in it for about a half an hour. When Ma got home tonight he put on for her and allowed himself to be ooohed and aaaahed over once again.

He is so generous like that.

Plus? When I went to pay for the costume it was on sale for ten bucks.

So, playdate with lovely friends and one more halloween of cute baby costume for the Boss…that is the Fabulous.

And so with that I leave my case of the blahs behind and notice that I’ve been smiling while writing this just remembering him dancing around in his costume. It’s one of those memories I want to burn in my brain forever and never forget….it was perfect. He is perfect!

I plan on taking a billion pictures of him.

What was fabulous in your life this week? I want to know! Link up, and let me know!

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Definitely NOT in love with Alexandria, VA. {except that I totally am!}

Yeah…Alexandria? You’re not so cute with your darling little streets and your George Washington Church. And all that adorable fall decor? Hmpf.  You think you’re sooooooooooooo cute.

Cutesy little Antique and thrift stores filled with treasures.

And your oh-so-precious little pumpkins.

I just want to let you know Alexandria, VA that my beloved home of Los Angeles has EVERYTHING YOU DO!

Yup. Los Angeles has everything you do, cutesy adorable Alexandria. It sure does.

It’s called The Warner Brothers Lot.

Sister Wives, say what?

Sister Wives is over. Whatever will I do???  When does Big Love start? Because Lawdie, I love me some polygamous family tv. Reality. Scripted drama. Doesn’t matter to me. Of course as an ex-Mormon; which is a story for another day….but as an ex-Mormon I can tell you that never once in all my Mormon life did I ever meet up with anyone who was just a waiting for polygamy to make a big comeback.

Plus? None of the Mormon boys I dated could really handle one girl, much less four. Actually, if TLC is a listening…I’ve got some names for you. Serious comedy will ensue. For. Reals.

But whatever random splinter group of Mormonism supports polygamy, I’d like to thank them. What on earth would I do on Sunday nights without your shows?  I mean, the Big Love- Sister Wives kind of polygamist natch  The bizarro Cultish, Compound living, big hair kind that marries off it’s teeny boppers girls and kicks out it’s young boys…don’t let the door hit ya where the good Lord split ya. Know what I’m saying?

But I digress. Sister Wives. Are you guys watching this trainwreck of sad/awesomesauce? 

So, Barb, Nikki and Margene all live in one big house with their just sweet enough to not be a total douche husband Bill….wait, crap. I’ve got it all mixed up again. Sister Wives is Big Love true life, you know without the Hollywood casting. The threesome is Meri, Janelle and the Margene one whose name I can never remember because her look at me-ness makes me cahrayzay, but they all seem to be kind and to genuinely care about one another. They certainly seem to care about one another more than their husband does, and honestly even more than he seems to care about his hair. Which is a lot.

I must admit that my enjoyment of this show is derailed (sticking with the trainwreck analogy) by how much I worry about Barb errr…Meri. First wife or not this woman has the sads. And not the cute I has the sads, the serious kind. The possibly medication might be a good idea kind.

Also a good idea? Finding a husband who will listen when you bare your soul about how taking yet another wife will break your heart. Unless she is freaking Meryl Streep {and she is not} that was one of the most sad panda things I have ever seen in my whole life. This woman needs a hug big time. I want to take her for a spa weekend and just give her pep talks for days. She hurts my heart.

I mean just her unexplained infertility is the sadness. And then bam! Two more wives who just pop out bambinos on the yearly, and here is poor Meri. Just waiting for her time to come. It never comes, you guys. And now? Brunette Barbie Robin is on the scene. Robin is 30. Meri and Kody have been married for 20 years. Nothing says happy anniversary like marrying another woman who could have been flower girl at your wedding! I mean, if she could have gotten out of fifth grade to attend. She’s skinny, sweet and you know the Trinity just bitch about her behind her back no matter how much they say they love her.

I also was especially thrilled with how shocked they all were that they were being investigated…WHA???? Outting ourselves on TV means people know I am a polygamist? Quelle surprise.

Here is the thing I don’t understand…and I REALLY need someone to explain it to me. How is this illegal? Morally icky, yeah. Totally wonking up your kids…yes! Good TV…HELL YEAH! But illegal?  I don’t understand.

Say Kody is married to Meri (which he is legally) but cheats on her with three other women and has kids wtih them. He provides for them and is involved in their lives, but the wife doesn’t know. He’s clearly scummy, but can’t be arrested. I mean, I guess he could on adultery charges, but have they arrested anyone for that since 1702?

The only difference between that situation and this Sister Wives sitch is that all the women know and agree to it. And actually have pretty strict rules about how this whole thing works. So how is this illegal when only ONE of them is legally married and the others are basically mistresses who all agree to this arrangement.

Make no mistake, I think it’s gross. But illegal? I need some one to explain to me. Please.

I also need to know when the next season starts, and can I give them make overs??? I really want too. We’ll start with the shoes. I have a testimony for cute shoes.

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Friday Fabulous~ Pretending you’re rich edition

One of the best things about having the same random buy me things day as Keek is that she always picks out spoiling services instead of material things. Case in point Wednesday night Keek and I headed over to Red Door Spas in Bethesda and got our spoil on. See, our random buy me things day falls sooooper close to the most wonderful time of the year: SPA WEEK!

{photo from reddoorspas.com}

Does your city have spa week? Check it out, cause it’s the schizz. 50 bucks for a facial, massage…all kinds of bells and whistles.

And if you can get into the Red Door Spa DO. And do what I do…pretend you’re rich and you do this all the time. From the moment you check in and they hand you cucumber water and then escort you down to the private dressing area where you will change into a big fuzzy robe…pretend this is something you do on the regular.

I had a deep cleaning facial and oh mai gah…I want to sleep on one of those adjustable bed thingies they place you on. I want to sleep under one of those warm steam wands that steams your face into youth. I swear, I have not been that comfortable since…ever. And for reals and for true I looked so glowy and fabulous afterwards! She put some sort of magic potion around my eyes that was obvioulsy made of unicorns and luck dragons. There is no other explanation for how my laugh lines  were temporarily banished to a land far far away.

There is nothing better than getting spoiled, especially when you get to go with someone you really have fun with. We had a great time and already agreed that Christmass will be filled with gifting one another with spa certificates. {although I have a project I am going to make for Kelly! I can’t wait!}

So this week’s fabulous is GETTING SPOILED!!!! And doing it for next to no money! Spa week. It’s the fabulous!

What was fabulous in your life this week? I want to know!
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Flattery will get your everywhere.

A few weeks ago I got the best #FF on Twitter. @stayathomebabe tweeted “Follow @minkymoo because she likes brave” I hadn’t really thought about it…but I do. I really admire bravery. And the bravery that I see on the interwebs consistently humbles me. Every day women confess to their shortcomings. They proffess their triumphs and share how they have survived great trajedies and obstacles in the hopes that it might help someone else.

I find this astonishing.

This week I got an email asking for my help….a very flattering one at that! One of my readers is in the process of changing her life by applying to be a Mamavation Mom, a program that was started by one of those brave women on the interwebs

It just so happens that today I am cutting out the jokes and getting real about postpartum anxiety over at postpartum progress. {Click it!Read it!} Since I am guest posting there, I figured she could guest post here!

And now, I present to you the very brave CJ. Read till the end, watch the video, vote and then enter to win that gift certificate so you can buy me those boots I am giving up…day one and already I’m struggling.

Hello there! This is CJ (@CJinKY) coming to with a special guest post!Mamavation™ is a social experiment and weight loss campaign in social media with the goals of teaching moms healthy living lifestyle choices so they can share with their family. Mamavation™ is a two part campaign: (1) a virtual healthy living boot camp for two moms and (2) the home of the first virtual healthy living sorority in social media, the Sistahood™ .

Stephanie has been kind enough to allow me to tell you about a little something special I have going on:

I’ve been overweight my entire life. I remember being a child and being afraid to play kickball at recess because seriously, no one wants to be that slow-running fat kid. Instead, I just sat on the sidelines and let the cycle continue. I took dance lessons for ten years and remember my mom literally having to sew two costumes together since the largest size fit tightly instead of flowing like it was supposed to. I’m SICK and TIRED of being overweight and think it’s time to turn things around not only for me, but for my entire family. I don’t want them to suffer through the same things I have.

Now I’m sitting here in my twenties with over 100 lbs to lose. 100 LBS! That’s an entire other person. I’ve already lost about twenty, but could really use a kick in the pants to get this thing in gear.

I don’t want my children to sit in their rooms crying on a Saturday night because they’re too self-conscious about their body weight to go out and make friends like I was. I don’t want my daughter to miss her senior prom. I don’t want my son to be afraid to ask that cute girl out. I don’t want my parents to die a pre-mature death because of obesity-related issues.

I have been selected as a finalist to be one of two Mamavation Moms. What the heck is a Mamavation Mom? Here’s an explanation taken directly from Mamavation.com:

As a healthy living bootcamp, Mamavation™ is an opportunity for two moms (Mamavation™ Moms) to change their lives together by entering into a 7 week healthy living boot camp created to give them the tools they need to succeed. The will receive a professional nutritional plan created by Cynthia Pasquella @CPasquella and a fitness program created by Tracey Mallett. They will also receive  Earth Footwear, an EA SPORTS Active, Tracey Mallett and Tae Bo DVDs. The program was created and is managed by @bookieboo, with the goal of teaching moms how to live life better. The Mamavation™ campaign plans to give them the tools they need to succeed, in hopes that they will create a healthy lifestyle for themselves and their families.

All six finalists (myself included) are now up for a vote to see which two will be selected. This is where I need YOUR help!

Please take the time to view my application video and vote for me (@CJinKY) here:http://www.mamavation.com/2010/10/vote-for-mamavation-mom.html

Also, visit my blog cjssentiments.blogspot.com to enter to win a $50 Visa Gift Card giveaway for voting for me.

Much Love!
CJ

Shoppers Anonymous…except you know me.

The time has come for me to admit it. I shop too much. I am huge bargain shopper, but my Target bill (yes, I caved after 1.5 months…I missed you Target! Let’s never fight again.) alone is crazy. No, I didn’t NEED a new little wallet with a cute owl on it, but it was only 9 bucks and it’s soooooo cute! It’s now living in my purse.

My name is Minky and I am a shopaholic.

I’m bored. I miss seeing my friends on the daily. I miss going to auditions. I miss being able to head over to WWJD’s anytime the mood strikes me for a gabfest and TV Snark with wine. I miss working on shows. I miss having my own place to decorate and run. I miss….everything. And I am filling that gap with shopping. I know that we are close to being ready to leave the safety and security of The American Dream and I am antsy. TOTT is crazy supportive of my new craigslist aquisition obsession and projects. I mean the man bought me a paint sprayer for my birthday! {note to self…get over fear of paint sprayer and USE IT! } My IL’s not only allow me to use the backyard and garage as a workstation but they praise my newfound skills and support me as well.

I have so many blessings. The time has come to start focusing on those and not those adorable black boots I want at Target. I spent 100 bones there yesterday on…what, I don’t know. My point is this: I spend too much money on stuff that I don’t need. It makes me feel momentarily happy, who doesn’t love a cute new bag?? I do, that’s why I have 30 of them. Or shoes? Also me. Except…well,  I never go anywhere to show those off. Except Target and Home Depot and my local Thrift.

So here’s the deal…

I do not need a new purse. I do not need new shoes. I do not need any more clothes. I do not need these things just to fill the days and make me momentarily happy.

What I do need: money to fix my car. Make-up, shampoo etc when the stuff I have runs out. To go to the eye doctor for contacts and glasses.To go to the dentist.To finish all my projects. Have another baby.

I’m going to try very hard to stop my extraneous spending so that we can finish up paying off our debt and get settled in a place of our own soon. I am going to try to feed that shopping need with thrift, if I have too.

This will be very hard for me, as I always have a HUGE case of the I Wants, you might have to put up with some virtual I Want shopping on this here blog…but it’s for the greater good.

I’ve got to keep my eye on the prize. Which is a really great pair of boots.

CRAP! No, no boots. Sigh. See? I need your help!

Have you ever given up something to save? Was it hard? What was the hardest thing to give up?

Late breaking news: Ear Infections are the suckage.

Sigh. I just knew we were in for it. The Boss crashed out easy on Friday night but the whimpers creeped over the monitor every half hour like baby clockwork. He’d fuss for a moment and then back to dream land….for 30 more minute. I couldn’t sleep, Iknew itwas pointless as sooner or later I was going to be called upon to fetch the young lad. Sho ’nuff at 12:30 the wail to end all wails rang through the household and I pulled myself away from the Entourage rerun that had been keeping me entertained until the bell tolled for me.

The kiddo was not just hot, he was on fire and miserable. Popped someTylenol in him and brought him tobed with me where the poor dude informed me that his ‘ear hurts right here’ and touched his left ear. Benefit 1000 of having a hyper verbal toddle: they can tell you where it hurts! After a change into some lighter pj’s The Boss cuddled up next to TOTT and we busted out the big guns- Beatles videos on the push {laptop} and guess where he slept that night? Please, we are suckers doncha know.

 

A quick call to the Pediatrician the next day and some antibiotics ordered up, TOTT and I did our best to keep him happy and snuggly. Monday we marched into the doctor’s bright and early where it was quickly confirmed that my kiddo is no liar. His ear does hurt right there cause that bad boy is infected. So I bought him a ball pit. Cause I’m a total sucker. And he wanted it.

Ear infection+kid in pain+pediatrician=mom will buy a toy that means she will be chasing toys til the end of time.

Are you a sucker when they are sick? What’s the worst toy you ever bought post pediatrician trip?