you know you have a special mom when...

....she offers to help you set up the pole in your bedroom...

yes, that kind of pole.

love ya, mom!

-db

If you're not my friend on facebook...

you should be. My statuses are better than my blogs. FOR SURE.

Although I only have 5 followers! haha My most recent posts... I am very proud of them.

My mother-in-law's favorite post:

I'm grateful for friends that become family & for family that become friends. I'm also grateful that my husband ate the loaf of bread that i was going to use for stuffing for tomorrow... because now I can't make it..

My most recent post:

Have you ever wanted to travel a great distance to open a can of the nastiest, grittiest whoop (A) on someone to teach them a lesson they will NEVER forget?! Tonight, I have. But then I realized, I can't do one-tenth of the amount of chastising to a soul that God can. She's all yours Lord, teach away.

Its true. I get mad a lot. If I didnt have values and morals and self control, I'd be in a heap of trouble. But theres nothing like when someone messes with your family. You want to "hit em where it hurts" and "make them pay". Today, I sure did. I'm not perfect. I said some dirty words today, but it helped me to not make rash decisions regarding this particular day that I heard about... The Lord blessed me with a rational mind, but I'm a quickdraw with my emotions. Thank you Lord, I love all my blessings. I'm so glad you're my Father.

i need a brush for these puppies.

i have been growing out my leg hair ALLL month.

my sister(inlaw) said that it was no-shave november... so I went with it (half-heartedly, i only grew out my leg hair, armpits freak me out when they are hairy...)

She shaved her legs last Sunday.

I have grown connected to my soft lovely locks.

I really want to keep it long if it wasn't so freakin gross. I look like a hippie.. but its just so much work to shave... it takes time, and sometimes you cut yourself and most of the time you run in to razor burn!!! UGH I don't think guys get that. Its TOO MUCH WORK!

Well, my husband will have to deal with it for a while longer. Its literally been a whole month since I shaved. I wish you could see...

db

i'm clueless

for WIVES/WOMEN ONLY:

how do you hint to your husband that he needs to do something sweet/romantic for you?

because apparently just blatantly telling him doesn't work (or hasn't worked in the past). And he doesn't read my blog so this is not going to help either.

Any advice is welcome.

db

ARE YOU KIDDING ME!

Here's my video blog stills

(or a reenactment of how AWESOME it was....RIP 1st VLOG attempt)

("... so it all started when he left the toilet seat up...")

(Listening to his side of the story)

(Telling my side of the story)

(that was the best part - me telling my husband - "oh no you didn't!"

BUUUT SUCKTASTICALLY...........................

I just recorded my entire first video blog and it wont play!

Any MAC users out there who can help me out?

I used iMovie.....?

Let me know! This just aint workin!

(Me after I figured out it won't play)

-db

Preparation for "The DB Connection"

..... with your host, DB.

So I am putting together some topics for some vids. (Thats how we say it in the vlog biz).

Any suggestions or stories that you would like me to tell?

Any topics you would like me to talk about?

NOTHING is off limits. I'm an open book.

If you ask, I will tell.

You may be scratching your eyes out and hoping for your innocence back, but I'll go for it!

Let me know!

Thanks,

db

accidents happen, right?

I often come home from shopping and want to show all of my finds to my E.R. (Thats eternal roommate. I'm clever). I get so excited when i find things for good deals.. (and this happens a lot.) I NEVER pay full price for anything, EVER.... because at some point in your life a perfectly good "something" will be sitting at a garage sale or in a thrift store or on ebay or amazon. Its just never worth it. Dont judge me. Buy used, save the difference. (Where my Duggers at!?)

So when I come home to show him what I find, he doesnt ask me how much anything costs because he knows that it probably equalled out to about 5 dollars, 10....maaybe.

The problem lies when I come home with a bag from Ross. Ross is the devil's store. It has shoes, it has baby clothes, it has big people clothes, it has bedding... it has one of a kind decorations, its a random store. And boy do I love Random! They have a department for EVERYTHING there! I usually/always (yes I use those interchangeably) leave with something for one of my nieces. This is why when I come home I show him what I bought in separate categories...

1. "Things I went to the store for"
2. "Things that fell into the cart, on accident"

I cannot tell you how many times I start off a sentence with, "So, I accidently bought..."

...these white ceramic birds that have no place in our home. But Dangit (usually not "dangit")! There were 90% off!

...this wooden desk organizer that we don't need, but I saw so much potential in it...

...this pot for the "garden" that we don't have because everything is dead except for that one amazing plant that lived like Harry Potter even though we never fed it anything!

...these sheets that don't technically fit our bed, but I am secretly hoping that we get a bigger bed because I don't like touching while in my nightly coma.

I am so glad he understands (or pretends to?), and just laughs at me. I'm sure one of these days, when I'm a hoarder "collector" with boxes of crap up to the ceilings it won't be funny anymore....

JK, I love getting rid of crap, I go through my stuff ALL the time. I love the cleansing feeling. Not to mention the feeling of avoiding being a hoarder. I do admit its hard in this stupid apartment we are living in.

Have I mentioned it's about the size of a colon?

The kitchen about the size of a infant's armpit.. but we wont go there.

So, how often do YOU go through stuff? Are you a "keeper" or a "dumper"?

I'm a dumper, but a shopper.

Contradicting, I know.

I have a personality disorder when it comes to "things".

I'm a shopping dumper. Mostly I like to dump. I buy, I dump, I buy, I dump. But, dumping is my favorite thing to do.

That got awkward fast.

Man, this has got me thinking - I'm gonna start my list for Santa.

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my husband just walked in.

what are you doing?

blogging.

about?

read my blog and find out.

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Hopefully he reads this by the time I have my Santa list posted!