these lips are getting ready to eat mamas lemon bars :)

really sketchers..

talk about blatantly ripping off someone.. how do people have the nerve to do stuff like this.. 

bobs literally made the exact same shoe.. the same tag.. put their name on it.. and are even offering to donate a pair to a child in need.. I am all about the child in need.. but come on.. there wasn’t another way to donate to children in need!?

I got your back Blake Mycoskie..

I got anything you want actually ;)

my brain is mush..

July 30th, 2011

like.. really mushy.. no thoughts are being stored in there anymore.. I used to think I had “baby brain” with Olive.. but no.. this takes the cake.. and its big things.. like..

• did I mail the rent cheque? I have had to email her to ask :0  
• did I throw Brixton in the car before I left? is she in her seat in my driveway?
• did I eat today? 
• did I feed Olive?
• did I put makeup on before leaving the house? aka conceiler.. 
• did I drink any water?

it is scary.. I feel like I am going to be the mom that leaves her house without a shirt on.. and not realize it until I get somewhere.. I forgot to pay one of our bills for 2 months now :0  seriously.. and I am all about organized financing..  

I hope it returns.. and this isn’t the start of the rest of my life being the person who forgets kids homework.. or that it was my turn to bake class cupcakes.. 

we finished off our day of fun in the sun with some frozen hot chocolates.. mmm

mine of course looked nothing like this one.. it was more of a half blended glass of chocolate goodness.. sans whip cream.. 

I also thought of that diabetes commercial down here where it shows the mom giving her kid “just one treat” and then another and so on.. because I was that mom today.. and I never realized it until I handed her the frozen drink.. and then quickly drank it myself before she realized it waschocolate.. first I bribed her with a Starbucks pink  cake pop.. just so she would walk fast in the heat.. then I gave her a rocket Popsiclein the sun while we pool’d it.. and now this.. I just love the pure joy on her face when she gets a treater :)

on a really exciting note.. I saw myself in Olive today.. I saw my wholeface.. it as wild. because I birth Haffners.. I almost NEVER see my face in her.. but today I walked past her and saw it.. I would also like to point out she was dropping a deuce in the bathroom and she was glaring at the wall with her head to the side.. haha.. but it was there!!

Papa stopped by and took Olive for a walk and some ice cream.. she “led” him to the toy store in the town center.. and came out with a treaters.. 

to be a fly on that wall :)

July 28th, 2011 ( thanks Di )

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE … 

enough money within her control to move out
and rent a place of her own,
even if she never wants to or needs to…
something perfect to wear if the employer,
or date of her dreams wants to see her in an hour… 

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE .. 

a youth she’s content to leave behind….
a past juicy enough that she’s looking forward to
retelling it in her old age….
a set of screwdrivers, a cordless drill, and a black lace bra…
one friend who always makes her laugh… and one who lets her cry…

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ……. 

a good piece of furniture not previously owned by anyone else in her family…
eight matching plates, wine glasses with stems,
and a recipe for a meal,
that will make her guests feel honored…

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE .. 

a feeling of control over her destiny…..
how to fall in love without losing herself..

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW… 

how to quit a job,
break up with a lover,
and confront a friend without;
ruining the friendship….

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW…. 

when to try harder… and WHEN TO WALK AWAY… 

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW… 

that she can’t change the length of her calves,
the width of her hips, or the nature of her parents..
that her childhood may not have been perfect…but it’s over…

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW… 

what she would and wouldn’t do for love or more…..
how to live alone… even if she doesn’t like it…

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW.. . 

whom she can trust,
whom she can’t,
and why she shouldn’t take it personally…

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW… 

where to go…
be it to her best friend’s kitchen table..
or a charming Inn in the woods…
when her soul needs soothing…

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW… 

What she can and can’t accomplish in a day…
a month…and a year..

I am woman..

I am training her to be a domestic goddess.. just like her mother

(insert laughter here)