Why I Hate Bruce Jenner

Remember the days when the most shocking thing was that Bruce Jenner was now Caitlyn Jenner?
I. Miss. Those. Days. 
Also, running didn’t make me cry or fight with friends (which you will read about) but rather hormones and the possible beginning of my menopause.
After reading this, I realize I am such a different person than I was in 2012; a less angry version of myself. Which is so refreshing to see as I am in the thick of menopause and hormonal loss.
Seeing this growth is why I am so happy I am resharing old posts.
This also ties in with this upcoming Monday’s post. Stay tuned. 😉 

First published June 25, 2012

Growing up, I had three Olympic idols: Dorothy Hamill (I even got her famous haircut when I was in first grade), Nadia Comaneci (I had the album with “her” song on…

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Movies I Love (Listed by Year)

I am planning on publishing blog posts three days a week going forward until this quarantine of massive proportions is lifted. I have new and old content I will be sharing on Wednesdays in addition to the reblogs on Fridays. This is from November and has so many movies listed that I thought it would be a perfect post for today. 

First published November 25, 2019

I blame Buzzfeed for this post. I was innocently taking a quiz about how what movies I loved would tell me what Thanksgiving side dish best represents my personality (stuffing but this isn’t surprising) when I saw a list of movies (by year) from 2000-2009 that I loved.

Recently, our family was out to lunch with another family we are friends with when we talked about movies Anna really needs to watch. It all began back in October when Mike and I noticed a…

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Humor, Life, Nonsense

It’s a Literal Shit Show Outside, So I Got Tips

Are you literally LITERALLY afraid to walk outside? I am not a conspiracy theorist by any stretch of the imagination but this has conspiracy theory written all over it. I AM KIDDING. But I mean come on, it feels very surreal sci-fi/intel/ the world is ending/ REM was right, no?   Or at least… Continue reading It’s a Literal Shit Show Outside, So I Got Tips


One More Year

Oh lordt, this post. When the thought of my oldest daughter turning 12 was too much to stomach. 
That little girl is 20 today and the past eight years flew by. 
So those of you in the thick of it, buckle up. 
Ellie is 12 now and she feels so much older than Anna did at this age which makes me think it is all about perspective. 
Happy 20th to our Annie, our sunshine, our monkey, our poo. 
You are so very loved by so very many.

First published March 13, 2012
My oldest daughter will be a teenager in one more year.
Last year, I wrote a post about my girl turning 11 here and how fast that was going.
And now here she is turning 12.

No longer is she young enough for the kiddie meal.

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Decorating, Humor, Life

I Don’t Hate Painting Furniture Anymore

A few years ago, I wrote a post titled I Hate Painting Furniture. It was a good post, actually one of my favorites which is why I reblogged it this past Friday. If you didn't get a chance to read it, maybe go read it first then come back and read this post. Like demented… Continue reading I Don’t Hate Painting Furniture Anymore


I Hate Painting Furniture

I am publishing a follow-up post to these hideous nightstands on Monday, so I felt it only necessary to share this post today. Plus it’s one of my most favorite posts. 🙂 

First published on September 12, 2017

I have read my share of DIY blogs to know that everything that I crank out is sub-par at best.

In fact, one could argue that my once DIY blog no longer has anything to do with DIY.

That is unless DIY stood for Dammit!Ick! Yikes! which is exactly my reaction to anything I try to remedy on my own as it pertains to decor.

I am good at decorating. I am bad at painting. And for the sake of every piece of untouched furniture in my home, I need to turn in my paintbrush. Because it’s insulting to the furniture when the after looks worse than the before.


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Humor, Nonsense, Tater Tots

Scriú air, Tá mé ag ithe Tater Tots – Cuid a hAon Déag (Screw It, I’m Eating Tater Tots- Part Eleven)

This month's post is in the Irish language in honor of St. Patricks Day, my husband's Irish heritage, and my oldest daughter Annie's 20th birthday which is only four days before St. Patricks Day. Happy Birthday, sweet Annie! We love you more than you will ever know. 🙂  Here is an interesting article about the… Continue reading Scriú air, Tá mé ag ithe Tater Tots – Cuid a hAon Déag (Screw It, I’m Eating Tater Tots- Part Eleven)