Negative Nelly bitch fest.....

Six weeks of summer camp has come and gone in the blink of an eye. Honestly, I am DREADING the second half of summer break. Ugh, 5 very L-O-N-G weeks lay ahead of me. September 9th couldn't come quicker. Every time I have these thoughts I can't help but think something wrong with me. I am so NOT the June Cleaver kind of mother that I always envisioned myself to be.

Its going to be me and her 24/7. One child calling MY name ALL THE TIME. One child talking non stop to ME ALL THE TIME. One child to look to ME as form of her entertainment ALL THE TIME. I am going to be her IT GIRL. No freedom, no escaping to work, pure torture as I see it.

I am trying to turn my stinky thinking around but it is REALLY hard. I try to be 'the nice mom.' I am trying to set a 'schedule.' I even TRYING to create a 'girls summer club,' organizing activities at our house for a handful of her closest friends. Being the nice mom doesn't even seem to work.

It's never enough, she always wants more and it has to be bigger and better. I enthusiastically approach her with my ideas and thoughts and she immediately needs to take control in an aggressive manor, as if I am the enemy. She tells me when it's going to happen, what is going to happen and for how long! HELLO, am I the mother or are YOU? I feel like I have created this monster and I am not really sure how I did it.

It's so hard to not take responsibility for her behavior. I spend a lot of time pondering if it is in fact my fault or is it just another stage and phase that we have to muddle through. Every day seems to be a challange for me in the motherhood department. It's constantly a battle of wills, a push and pull, and argument, a screaming match. I am always feeling defeated. I really do feel out of control. I feel like I walk on egg shells in order to prevent arguments and outbursts that totally stress me out.

I SHOULD be embracing then next half of summer but instead I am dreading it. I feel awful for having these feelings. I just have to take a few deep breaths, chill, let it go, do the best I can to get by and pray that I keep my sanity along the way.

I love my kid to death but she is like no other. It's so hard when we are POLAR opposites. Her thought process and her spirit are so different. That's okay, somehow we just need to have a game plan on how to play on the same team. Figure work together without feeling like we are knocking each other down along the way.

For now I'm going to sit back and crack open my new summer read, 'The Explosive Child', a new approach for understanding and parenting easily frustrated chronically in flexible children. After all I need all the confidence and knowledge I can get to handle the situations that I am put in hourly in a competent and loving manner.

Can someone pass me a beer please? Cheers to the next 5 weeks!

Anyone else faced with the same day to day challenges? How to you cope and keep your sanity at the same time? Please refrain from 'only child syndrome' references as I can't deal with any of that right now.

I'm so 2008, your so 2000 and late!

If you are 'friends' with me on Facebook or follow me on Twitter you might have seen this video.

If not take a view minutes and let my child entertain you!

BY NOW I HOPE YOU KNOW THE DRILL WITH MY PLAYLIST.

SCROLL DOWN AND SHUT IT OFF!

When your done come back and click play.



I would like to apologizing for her appearance. You see we had no idea that we were going to produce such a video. This came after a day of swimming and dumping a whole bowl of spaghetti sauce down her shorts! But see when you have mad talent like this none of THAT matters!!

They say you are a product of your environment. Hmmmm, can we say like mother like daughter?

I would like to give a shout out the the peeps at my kids camp for tuning into Q-102 in Philly. Her summers would not be complete without knowing ever word to 'all the hits'!

My ears will never be the same

WOW! What a Friday night I had.

I got the pleasure of taking my daughter and her best friend to the Jonas Brothers concert in Philly. Holy shmokes people, when they tell you to bring your ear plugs they are NOT kidding. The screaming of teenie bopper girls was defining.

The girls were extremely pumped up, so excited that they literally couldn't even focus on a thing I was saying. My head was spinning for a good 24 hours later, I kid you not.

The stage was amazing and the special affects were phenomenal. I enjoyed the surprise of Jordin Sparks being on tour with them. It took a good hour and a half for our boys, Kevin, Nick and Joe to FINALLY arrived on the stage...that was a bit much!

We all survived and made it home around the mid night hour safe and sound. Nothing like watching the excitement through the girls eyes.

* A cute clip from the show*,

Don't forget the scroll down and shut off my Playlist before viewing

Sex, drugs and chocolate!

Tonight while dining out at dinner the hubs and I exchanged a few words.

It went a little something like this:

Me: Oh my God honey, it's amazing how much better I feel now that I am eating healthy. I mean seriously,do you realize how addicted I really was to chocolate?

I felt like it was becoming my drug of choice. The more carbs and sugars I had the more I needed, wanted and had to have. I had no self control and couldn't help myself.

Now that I haven't ate uncontrollably and shoveled shit in my mouth for 10 days I don't even want it any more!

Him: Sorta like sex!

Me: EXACTLY!

Things your kids might never know....

Take a trip with me down memory lane.

When life was simple and less was best.

DO YOU REMEMBER WHEN.....

Inserting a VHS tape into a VCR to watch a movie or to record something.

Playing music on an audio tape using a personal stereo. See what happens when you give a Walkman to today’s teenager.

Rotary dial televisions with no remote control. You know, the ones where the kids were the remote control.

8-track cartridges

Vinyl records

Betamax tapes

Scanning the radio dial and hearing static between stations.

That there was a time before ‘reality TV.’

The scream of a modem connecting.

The buzz of a dot-matrix printer
- and 3-inch floppies, Zip Discs and countless other forms of data storage .

Screens being just green (or orange) on black.

Joysticks

Recording a song in a studio.

Finding out information from an encyclopedia.

Using a road atlas to get from A to B.

Doing bank business only when the bank is open.

Shopping only during the day, Monday to Saturday.

Phone books and Yellow Pages .

Newspapers and magazines made from dead trees.

Filling out an order form by hand, putting it in an envelope and posting it.

Not knowing exactly what all of your friends are doing and thinking at every moment.

Carrying on a correspondence with real letters, especially the handwritten kind .

Privacy

Waiting several minutes (or even hours) to download something.

When Spam was just a meat product.

Typewriters

Putting film in your camera .

Sending that film away to be processed.

Having physical prints of photographs come back to you.

CB radios

Getting lost, with GPS coming to more and more phones, your location is only a click away.

Rotary-dial telephones

Answering machines

Pay phones

Phones with actual bells in them.

Fax machines

Vacuum cleaners with bags in them .

Taking turns picking a radio station, or selecting a tape, for everyone to listen to during a long drive.

Remembering someone’s phone number.

Not knowing who was calling you on the phone.

Actually going down to a Blockbuster store to rent a movie.

Toys actually being suitable for the under-3s

LEGO just being square blocks of various sizes.

Waiting for the television-network premiere to watch a movie after its run at the theater

Relying on the 5-minute sport segment on the nightly news for baseball highlights.

Neat handwriting.

Starbuck being a man.

Kentucky Fried Chicken, as opposed to KFC.

Finding books in a card catalog at the library.

Hershey bars in silver wrappers .

Having to manually unlock a car door .

Writing a check.

Looking out the window during a long drive.

Roller skates, as opposed to blades .

Cash

Libraries as a place to get books rather than a place to use the Internet.

Spending your entire allowance at the arcade in the mall.

A physical dictionary — either for spelling or definitions.

When a ‘geek’ and a ‘nerd’ were one and the same .

*Props to Geek Dad for the fab info!*

10 commandments for a happy home

Hopefully your all familiar with the original 10 commandments. If your not take a moment to refresh your memory.

Lately our home has been the furthest thing from 'happy.' I thought it would be a good time to reflect on my expectations as a mother. I have written them in no particular order. As the months and years pass these commandments are subject to change!

Thou shalt speak respectfully when spoken to.

Thou shalt keep balance in our lives.

Thou shalt be team players.

Thou shalt keep eye rolling, foot stomping, door slamming and any other extremely sassy behavior to a minimum.

Thou shalt limit hurtful things we say to each other out of anger.

Thou shalt be grateful for what we have and not wish for the next best thing.

Thou shalt try to never go to bed angry. Remembering to ALWAYS hug & kiss each other goodnight no matter how hard the day might have been.

Thou shalt be forgiving and try the best we can to learn from our mistakes.

Thou shalt help yourself and use the hands & feet that God has given you.

Thou shalt NEVER tell your mother that her food tastes & or smells nasty.

Seems so simple doesn't it? If only we could all do these things how happy our home would be. Perhaps if I have them posted in each room and constantly reinforce every hour on the hour eventually it will sink in. Might be wishful thinking on my part.

*Be sure to visit Mama Karebare over at

Our Little Monsters and Us

she has some really good ones too!*

All the girls are doing it...at least that is what he says!

IF YOU ARE MY MOTHER OR A CLOSE FAMILY MEMBER GO AWAY!

I am warning you if you choose to read this post you might never look at me the same.

Alright, you brave ones that have stuck around. Let's get right to business. I'm about to discuss what most of you think about but would most likely never talk about with anyone but your significant other.

For the past few years the husband is OBSESSED with bidding my winter bush (which has turned into spring, summer and fall bush) farewell. Perhaps he forgot I am about to be 39!? Could you picture ME calling the salon? What would I ever say? "Hi, I would like to make an appointment to get my entire beave waxed OFF. Do you supply the weed wacker or should I bring it? After all it is a jungle down under!" THE PAIN this would cause me would bring me to tears. Remember what happened when I experimented with God forsaking Surgi in a box!?

If it's good for 'us' then why isn't it good for 'them?' That's right, call that salon and go get your package waxed OFF. Not just a little bit the whole shabang. Then you come back to mama and let me know how that feels!

Thank the Lord that I am not single and ready to mingle cause jeez if a man got a hold of me he might run for the hills!!!

Well shit if all the girls are doing it then so am I dammit! I take that back maybe admitting that I have a hairy jina is a big enough step! Last week Jenny Craig this week Harriet is going to get an extreme makeover!

Alright, that's enough for one day! It's time for you male readers to step up. Is this the NEW thing? Where have I been, under a rock? Cause when I was at my peak I surly didn't get the memo that a bald vajayjay is the way to go!

PLEASE comment.... I'm not talking comments where you tell me how disgusting I am for putting myself out there for the entire universe. I don't want to see or here from any anonymous trolls. Let's keep it real... Mrs. Clean or Harriet? How do you roll? We all have one so let's get serious!

H-E-L-L-O is anyone LISTENING!?

Recently I have noticed that a vast majority of the people I come in contact with are self absorbed in one way or the other. Let's face it, we all love to toot or own horn on OUR OWN Facebook wall or through OUR personal blogs. It's nice to give ourselves props or pats on the back every now and again. But when one does it in excess and they are on un chartered 'territory' it becomes absurd.

Narcissism describes the trait of excessive self-love based on self-image or ego. In psychology and psychiatry, excessive narcissism is recognized as a severe personality disorder. The terms narcissism, narcissistic, and narcissist are often used as pejoratives, denoting vanity, conceit, egotism or simple selfishness. Selfishness denotes the precedence given in thought or deed to the self; self interest or self concern. It is the act of placing one's own needs or desires above the needs or desires of others.

I am not sure why people choose to show these characteristics more often then not. Perhaps they have no self esteem or are looking for others to fulfill that void. Maybe their mamas never hugged them as a kid. What is it that they need and/or are looking for?

The whole one upping you or trying to compete in one form or the other leaves me very uneasy. From my experience I have found others are so preoccupied trying to figure out how to rebuttal that they miss IT all together.

It becomes exhausting listening to a song and a dance about another individual over and over, day in and day out. I try to ignore this type of personalities because I find it VERY annoying, extremely distracting and disturbing all rolled into one.

IT'S NOT ABOUT YOU, ALL THE TIME!

Attention Target Team Members

WARNING THIS POST MAY BE OFFENSIVE AND CONTAIN FOUL LANGUAGE..

If you are sensitive like that don't read.

Early this afternoon I was doing what I do best, shopping at Target and chatting on my phone.

Previous to my arrival in the girls department I recall some manager making an announcement over the intercom suggesting ways that the sales people could 'help out' customers. The sales person that crawled up my ass obviously missed the memo!

Picture this, I was standing next to a wall of hanging shirts thinking to myself how how perfect the 'LITTLE MISS SUNSHINE' shirt for my daughter. I proceeded to look for her size. It was at that very moment I made the mistake of dropping one on the floor and not INSTANTLY picking it up. Who knew that the "Target Member" was about to attack.

Bitch came over bent down in between me and the six inches of the shopping cart that was right next to me. She has the audacity to say, "OH I WILL PICK THAT UP FOR YOU." ARE YOU KIDDING ME!? You literally were up my shorts, I hope you enjoyed the view.

Since "Little Miss. Sunshine" got me at the wrong moment I found it the only right that she know how rude and inappropriate I thought her actions were. I work in retail so I get where she was coming from but for Gods sake give me a second to pick up the ONE item that I dropped.

Bitch is lucky I didn't think fast enough to take the whole stack of them and drop them on the floor and tell her pathetic self to get to work.

Damn that felt good...haven't had anyone rub me the wrong way in a long time. Did someone/something tick you off today? Join in, click on the button and follow the links.

The ultimate

Last week I woke to an email that one of my best friends had lost a family member to suicide. It made my heart sink. The harsh reality is that this 34 year old female took her own life becasue she was suffering from anxiety and depression. She was found in a pool of blood with a gun shot wound to her head. She had been through a lot physically and mentally. She left behind a 8 year old son that was her world. Taking her life seemed like her only way out.

I have dealt with depression first hand not only personally but also within my family. I know how it deeply affects each and everyone. It can either rip a family appart or make you stronger. Depression needs to be recognized as a disease that kills if not treated properly.

If you or anyone you know is suffering from mental illness in any form let your family or friends help you. CRY for help and don't be ashamed, don't feel like you are a burden on others. If you know anyone who might have these dark moments do what you can to lend a helping hand. Do whatever you can to show them you care. You can be that person that makes a difference in someones life.

Count your blessings each and every day as you never know what tomorrow will bring. Live you life with no regrets. Life is NOT easy but we need to be thankful for the blessings that God has given us.

Call 1-800 Jenny NOW!

I did it, I finally made that call. It is time, I'm done, sick and tired of how I feel. I checked myself into Jenny Craig yesterday. Something I thought I would never see myself doing. I'm uncomfortable in my clothes. Nothing fits, you know how it is when you feel like a stuffed sausage about to explode out of the casing.

I will admit it, I have been enjoying life a little too much. I am the worst eater on the face of this earth. A carb/sugar addict at heart.

I am quickly approaching the big 4-0 and let's just say I'm not what I used to be. I have zero self control. Exercising in the past has aloud me to burn off those extra calories. The older I am getting the more I notice that this method is NOT working. I need to gain control.

I need to learn how to eat. I admire all these people who can just stop eating carbs/sugars and drop weight fast..I have tried but it doesn't work for me. Not only does it not work in my heart I know it's a quick fix and not a healthy route to take.

I wanted to cry when I saw the scale...I am at my all time high. I was a little floored and that was all the motivation I needed. My goal is to lose between 26-35 lbs. Those of you who know me 'in real life' might find this shocking. I too found it to be a bit distributing. I have never been faced with such a challange.

I am not looking back. It is what it is I have taken the first step and this time I am NOT re-lapsing. I am giving myself a year.

Goal: By my 4oth birthday next August I WILL be in a bikini woopin' it up in Vegas.

WORD!

Happy Blogaversary to me!

One year ago today I started Mommy Madness. I initially thought blogging was a great way for me to 'journal' the highlights of my day. It was an ideal way for me to share photos with family and friends who are long distant. It was a way for me to release the random thoughts that always pop up in my head. My 'mission' was to create a safe haven, a place to get it off my chest...the good, the bad and the ugly.

Because of my blog I have discovered a love that I actually have for writing. Blogging isn't just a a way to reflect and release it's also an amazing form of therapy. Posting allows me to quiet myself and learn from all the off the wall 'things' that go on in my life. Mommy Madness has truly become me, my place that I could say whatever I want and be myself. Blogging has given me the opportunity to connect and gain support from other fantastic woman.

Today I invite you to stick around..come and go as you please. While you are here go to the left column of my blog all the way down on the left hand side. Click on the little drop down bar and read through the 'archives.' I think it is interesting to see how far I really have come since the begining. Sort of ridiculous to read through some initial posts. Oh well...it's all about the journey!

Cheers to another year of Mommy Madness!

Out of the box

Monday was visiting day at MLC's camp. I got to enjoy spending a majority of the day seeing her in action. Earlier that morning during breakfast she brought to my attention how nervous she was to participate in 'Adventure Course' (swinging ladders, tree climbing, tight ropes, zip lines etc.) I believed she was intimidated by the instructors who shout out commands and help motivate you to be your best.

I thought that moment was the perfect time to teach her a little lesson.

It went something like this:

Honey, in life we are faced with challanges. We need to face our fears and not let it hold us back. We need to get out of our box, take risks in order to learn and grow. Otherwise we will be stuck in a rut. It will be comfortable but non the less it will be a rut. We will never know unless we try.


Now if only I can practice what I preach to the choir!

I compared it to last Friday night when I let her go to her first sleepover. I went way out of my comfort zone. I was scared and extremely anxious but I realized that it was all good. If I didn't give it a chance I would never know that it would be okay. I would have let fear take control.

SILENCE...she just listened.

FAST FORWARD: Here we were at camp , my girl was all geared up to take the leap of faith! She climbed that tree with all over her might. The strength and determination that she showed me was amazing. She had her game face on and was SO in the zone. My kid got her butt up on that platform and swung straight across the woods, what a sight it was!

I hugged her and told her how proud I was of her she then said, "Mom, I listened to you. I got out of my box." Okay, yeah I did shed a little bitty tear. For all the heartache that this kid causes me, this experience made all the aggravation worth it.

At times I say that she was put on the face of this earth to drive me insane. Truth be told...if I take some time to stop, look and listen she teaches me a lot more than I can imagine. I think this was one of those 'ahh ha moments' that Oprah speaks of!

I LOVE New York!

I am back, refreshed and ready to rumble. I find it amazing how much getting away from it all can do for my mind and body. The highlight of my trip came when I jumped out of my girlfriends near moving vehicle after I caught a glimpse of Buddy outside of Carlo's Bakery! It was completely unexpected and I was caught off guard. I seriously think I went into shock. For the first time in my life I was speechless. In my wildest dreams I would have never thought I would be greeted by him at the door, how ironic. The timing was JUST RIGHT! He is so totally awesome. Buddy was even nice enough to pose for some pictures with us. It's ashame I looked like a horses hiney with a quivering lip, I was THAT nervous. If only I would have been prepared for such an event I would have had a bit of a speech all prepared.

After our trip to Carlo's Bakery we had a little brunch at the Brass Rail about a block up the street. We enjoyed the $25 brunch with all you can drink Mimosas, yeah they were going down a little too smooth. I tell ya what... if you are single and in your 'younger' years Hoboken is the place to be. Well, at least I think so. What an adorable place, so many great restaurants and bars. I was digging the whole vibe that was going on

Next stop we had great seats for "Next To Normal" What an AMAZING show. Not only were the seats phenomenal the performances was breathtaking. I was on the edge of my seat the entire time. A very emotional show that I am sure everyone can related to in one way or the other.

We headed over to the Village where we took a load of at "Sweet Revenge." It's a tiny little place where beverages are paired up with cupcakes. It was an interesting concept and surprisingly VERY tasty! We decided to do dessert before dinner #1 because we are crazy like that and #2 we needed to make sure we had room before our YUMMY dinner at Sushi Samba. SURPRISE, we ate and drank some more. Two of my girlfriend were sushi virgins. We broke them in gently and they wanted more the following day! Between Hoboken and the Village I don't know which one I liked more. So hip and trendy people, people and more people, everyone was out and about, LOVED IT!

It was getting a bit late and we needed to make our way back to the subway or whatever it was that they had me on to get back to our car that was parked in Hoboken. We were all concerned that the garage was going to be closed, yet we should have concerned ourselves with the fact that the "PATH" doesn't run all night! Thank THE LORD we caught the last one in.

The weather was on our side, it was a beautiful day. Didn't feel much like July, more like late September. The rain held out and poured the entire way home. The ride was a bit stressful as the driving conditions were just a little hazerdous. We all arrived in one piece safe and sound.

We woke the next morning with aching feet. No matter how hard you try to wear the perfect shoes to do NYC it never fails you get hurtin' blistered feet. What better solution then to treat yourself with a pedicure and MORE sushi before hitting the road home, back to reality.

I am fortunate enough to be able to do this twice a year. It makes a huge difference in the mother and wife that I am upon my return. We are all better off for it. It might be hard to get away but it is worth it in more ways than I can count.

BFF

THANK GOD IT'S FRIDAY!

I need a blue sky holiday...

I am escaping the insanity and heading to NYC with my sorority sisters for a weekend away.

Not sure what is going on in our house but we are ALL 'off.' I am chalking it up to the full moon. When that sucker shines we act like a bunch loonies.

I am a nervous wreck as my kid is going to her first sleepover. I have avoided it for as long as I could. I wish I could still control her but in all honesty I can't. It's not healthy and I don't want her to resent me . I get enough attitude as it is.

I don't know what it is that scares me so much but it is enough to make me want to puke just thinking about it. The good news is I won't be here to deal with the sleep deprived bear that will walk through these doors tomorrow morning! I plan on self medicating myself with wine at dinner tonight to ease the pain.

IF you don't watch CAKE BOSS on Monday nights you should start! It is one of my favorite shows right now. Every single time I watch it I cry laughing. I am also amazed by the the cakes that they produce. Each one is truly a work of art.

We are making a pit stop at Carlo's Bakery in Hoboken before we enter the city tomorrow morning. Our plan is to roll in the cooler and stock up on lot's of sweet treats! 'My people' are working on getting us a tour/meet and greet. I am not going to get my hopes up as it's not looking very promissing at this point. However one never knows... things might take a turn.

In any even I am going to bring a long my rolling pin and me and the girls are going to pose just like the picture above.

Because that's how we roll!!

Gone insane got no brain!

Come on, hurry up your going to be late, get up, be quiet, wash your hands, leave me alone, move it NOW! What are you doing? Be careful, brush your teeth, I ♥ U, blow your nose, chill out, sit still, stop your drama, no means no, stop nagging me, pick up your dirty laundry, did you put your deodorant on? (love this one) I am not going to do this for much longer. When are you ever going to take care of yourself?

I am like a damn broken record over and over day in and day out.

According to Einstein:

I can't expect different results if I continue to do the same thing over and over.

Does this make me insane?

ABSOFREAKINGLUTLEY !!

It's about time I take control, after all I am the parent.

I am going to stop enabling my child and let her learn from her mistakes.

TIME TO STOP THE INSANITY!

1) If you don't hurry up you WILL miss the bus. YOU will be accountable for yourself, NOT ME.

2) If you don't get up when I say to YOU WILL miss breakfast and go to school/camp hungry.

3) If you don't be quiet and chill out every now and again I WILL go off the deep end and YOU WILL miss me very much even though you tell me you hate me every day.

4) If you don't wash your hands YOU WILL get nasty green germ bugs in your body. Quiet frankly I don't want to deal with a sick child so HELP ME HELP YOU, PLEASE~

5) Take care of your basic personal hygiene on your own. After all you are approaching 9 years of age. If you don't you will smell and be a filthy child. That will be very embarrassing for YOU, not a reflection on ME.

6) Blow your nose or you will have boogies hanging down to your chin. Remember how you laughed at that boy on the bus when it happened to him?

Now, if I can only stand firm on all this talk. Perhaps I should post this in her bedroom as it will be a constant reminder.

Smile

*WARNING*

IF YOU ARE A MICHAEL JACKSON HATER SKIP THIS POST!

*TURN OFF PLAYLIST BEFORE VIEWING*

Smile, though your heart is aching
Smile, even though it's breaking
When there are clouds in the sky
You'll get by...
If you smile
With your fear and sorrow
Smile and maybe tomorrow
You'll find that life is still worthwhile if you'll just...
Light up your face with gladness
Hide every trace of sadness
Although a tear may be ever so near
That's the time you must keep on trying
Smile, what's the use of crying
You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you'll just...
Smile, though your heart is aching
Smile, even though it's breaking
When there are clouds in the sky
You'll get by...
If you smile
Through your fear and sorrow
Smile and maybe tomorrow
You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you'll just Smile...
That's the time you must keep on trying
Smile, what's the use of crying
You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you'll just Smile

I fell in love with it this song when I heard it for the first time at MJ's memorial service.

I thought it was worth sharing.

The words are so true... we have all been there.

JUST SMILE!

Stars and stripes

*Click on collage to enlarge*

We ended up having an great weekend. Although we didn't have much planned. We seemed to go wherever the day took us.

Friday we went to a local carnival and enjoyed the fireworks. So nice to actually look forward to watching fireworks again instead of running away from them. For the longest time it was my girls biggest fear.

Saturday we saw The Hangover. If you havent seen it yet GO! Honestly it was the funniest movie I think I have ever seen. I actually had a head and stomach ache from laughing so hard. IF I only had a pen and paper to write down all those one liners.

Since we live relatively close to the city we spent a lot of time in Philadelphia. The weather was picture perfect. Just moseyed around, we spent sometime in the 'Seaport Museum.' Sunday we went to the Phillies game and watched them sweep the Mets!

I couldn't think of a better place to spend a long holiday weekend. As always Mama-razzi was in full swing trying to capture all my red ,white and blue photos.

Enjoy~

Let freedom ring........

Such is.......

Pick a number, any number!

How old would you be IF you didn't know how old you were?

If I didn't know how old I was and had to pick an age I would say my mid 20's. Not for any other reason but it was the happiest I have ever been, or so I thought. My life was so simple, I was so carefree. LIFE WAS GOOD and couldn't get any better...or so I thought!

In all reality I am where I should be, age is just a number. I am happy, I am wiser and I am more comfortable in my skin now more then ever before. The older I get the more I realize that so much doesn't matter, including age. I am 39, just where I need to be, it is what it is!

"Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of
arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but
rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn
out and loudly proclaiming-WOW, What a Ride!"

Tell me, how old are you? Would you go back or are you just looking forward?

When I say Fluff you say Nutter.....

Oh yeah baby, a good ol' Fluffernutter nothing in the world like it!

The beauty these bad boys is you are NEVER too old for them. A childhood friend introduced me to my first Fluffernutter when I was in elementary school, I was never the same.

They are not just for lunch anymore. In a dinner pinch? Why not eat one of these beauties combined with an ice cold glass of milk? It does the body good I tell ya!

Mine tasted just fine with wheat bread BUT it MUST be fresh and you MUST have that fluff piled high... more fluffer than nutter. I have heard they too are a tasty treat with bananas. That might add a little bang for your buck.

Breakfast, lunch or dinner... wherever, whenever they are one of life's simple pleasures that has been enjoyed by many for years!

Try one...the taste, the smell, it all brought me back.