Yankee Belle


Lathered Up In Vaseline

lil B had her 2 year pictures taken today. Of course, in preparation for the big phot shoot, she had a long bubbly bath the night before. So this morning as I am getting dressed, lil B decides to 'get ready' herself.

I find her in the guest bathroom. Hair LATHERED in Vaseline. (This also includes the bathroom sink, floor, and cabinet knobs.)

I should have taken a picture. Instead, I panic and throw her in the tub.

She posed and smiled angelically for her pictures. However Mama knows there is a little devil inside her too.

Like mother, like daughter.

Treating Myself

While in NYC, one of my best friends and I will be attending this play on Broadway. It will also be my first solo trip in 3+ years. (By solo I mean no hubby or lil B.) I am SUPER excited!!!

Mommy deserves some fun time too!

The Perfect Halloween Costume

I think it is hilarious that I actually sing this song to my hubby while I clean. The costume could not be more perfect for me. ;)

Cinderelly, Cinderelly
Night and day it's Cinderelly
Make the fire, fix the breakfast
Wash the dishes, do the mopping
And the sweeping and the dusting
They always keep her hopping
She goes around in circles
Till she's very, very dizzy
Still they holler
Keep a-busy Cinderelly

Sucker for the Bullseye

God is great,
Target is too damn good.
Now I just need more money,
since the store is in my 'hood.

lil B and I spent almost 2 hours roaming the aisles of Target this afternoon. I salivated at every aisle. However, I decided to make it an educational experience and not just one of mindless spending. Since we were in no rush for time, I let lil B walk the aisles with me. If she picked up an item, I allowed her to examine it. Then I taught her the importance of putting the item back where she found it. (I figure she needs to get use to this concept.)

All went extremely well until I started running into people I know. Don't get me wrong, I actually love seeing familiar faces. Having only resided in this great state for three years, it makes me feel at home. What sucks is I realize now I will have to be more conscious of what I wear in public. On days when I run quick errands, I look like...well to be honest...shit.

My damage today was $70.00. Not too bad. Not too good, considering I didn't need anything. God was on hubby's side tho. No one asked me about signing up for a Target card, nor the extra 10% I would get off my purchase.

If only this great state would institute a lottery...and make me a winner.

No Love Lost - Tennessee.

Beer at 9 am - Ugh.
Sunburn from 4 hours in the heat - Ouch.
Being there to watch Tennessee get their A-S-S whooped - PRICELESS.

Two years ago, Fat Phil thought he would need a police escort in Alabama.
Yesterday, he wondered if he would need an escort in Tennessee.

Post Retraction: For Sale

We are not going anywhere. Mostly, because we can not decide on an area. We do like several locations, but truly we love where we are. With the new Target's arrival, the traffic-less commutes, and growing housing market (interpreted as big new affordable homes) it is hard to look elsewhere. I also found a gorgeous subdivision in our current area that I would love to live in. Time and money will tell all.

So for now, no moving trucks or boxes. However, you never know what tomorrow brings with this family...since real estate is our specialty.

Welcome Princess B

Let the dress up fun begin!
Just so long as she doesn't want to go out with all this crap on.


lil B has learned how and when to use the word please. I love that she is learning to be polite, however she has also learned that the word will get her almost ANYTHING she wants. Maybe it is because the word usage is still new, but when she throws in the please - I am like putty in her hands.

"Mama - want it! *** Please."

I am still a new mom, because I am still a sucker for cute.

February 1990.

Me in the Hard Rock.

Table For Two Please.

lil B and I decided to have yummy Mexican for lunch today. The hostess seats us, and lil B decides to sit in the seat across the table from me. I think for a second. "Good idea? Not a good idea?" I let it go and allow her to sit there.

As we sit sharing the chips and salsa, excitedly recapping the events that took place at Kids Gym that morning, I felt out of place. It was like being in an alternate universe. My lil B seemed all grown up. Talking, eating, drinking the restaurant cup w/straw requiring no assistance from me. It scared the shiat out of me. WTF has happened to my BABY?!

The lunch continued this way. Pleasant, enjoyable. Not the typical lunch one expects with a toddler. However, I did catch myself saying, "Don't stuff your mouth. Sit still. Use your napkin." WTF has happened to me?!

My child is becoming me, and I have become my mother. God has a sick sense of humor.

On The Road Again.

We are moving. Again. Since I left NY, I have almost lost count of the number of times I have moved from state to state, city to city. I truly have not been able to call any place home in 17 years.

Despite my habitual relocating, I actually despise the whole process. Packing, unpacking, redecorating, yadda, yadda, and yadda. If I could afford to move into a new place and dress it up right away, maybe then it wouldn't be as bad. However, I can't. To add salt to my wounds, I am impatient too. When I want something done, I want it done yesterday. Moving into a new home always requires new window treatments, bedspreads for newly added beds, furniture, and again...yadda, yadda, and yadda.

So, here is to what may be the last few months. I love my current house. But yet again, it has proven not to be permanent.