Yo, peeps! What’s happening?

Did you hear that gigantic sigh yesterday?  I’m certain you did.  It was HUGE, I tell ya.  That was me, wrapping up the hell that is personal and corporate tax returns, while doing my regular job and trying to survive the start of school, dance, hockey and every other thing.  Now, that I have all this free time, I’ve signed Miss Thing up for puppy manners classes!


Whatever you do, please do not tell her that this will require her to get into the car.  She’s not a fan.  At all.

It’s still wicked HOT here.  So there’s no baking happening.  There’s barely any cooking.  Want a salad, cereal, or sandwich?  I’m your girl.  Beyond that, you have to learn to order takeout or wait until fall.  Sorry.  Think of it as you being part of my support group for getting skinny!!  Do not bring up my thinking that chocolate and alcohol are food groups!  Have I taught you nothing?

Onward, to the books!!!

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Let me start by saying I do not typically read Stephen King.  He’s a brilliant writer.  He is.  But the man freaks me the hell out!  Okay, I said it.  I’ve read On Writing and Misery.  I’m pretty certain I read the latter with my hand over my eyes barely peeking at the words, as if that would make it better.  Freaks me the hell out.

Mr. Mercedes and Finders Keepers are the first two books in his Detective Hodges trilogy.  I ordered the second book on chapter ten of the first book and the third book before I reached the end of the first.  Yeah, that good.  I can’t wait to dive into the third one but there’s a few I need to finish up first and book three will be my reward.

I’ve read a bunch of other stuff too, some so long ago that I can only tell you whether I enjoyed it or not.  So here goes with a few of those.

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You know the phrase if you can’t say anything nice?  Well who cares about that?! I kept reading this book until the end.  Why?  Because I kept hoping it would make sense.  It totally didn’t.  So then I threw it across the room and broke my favorite picture frame.  Still worth it.  Someone explain this book to me.  No, never mind.  I’ve wasted too much time already.

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There’s a writer I follow on here.  I love her because she’s funny and one of those people whose blog you read and think we could be friends!  She reviewed this recently and LOVED it.  I’d just finished reading it and remembering being like what? really?  It was okay.  Struck me as a 50 Shades wanna be minus the kinky.  My fault I suppose as I prefer more complicated men AND women.  And author’s that can think outside the box.

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This I enjoyed.  I’m a pretty happy, bubbly person.  I work with the public and I LOVE that.  Love my job, love meeting and talking to people.  It’s so fun.  BUT, when I’m off work….well, let’s just say that I could be a hermit without too much trouble.  I’m someone who needs a good bit of downtime.  Quiet.  Time to hear myself think, to read, to annoy you people (kidding!).  I need time to myself.  I’m not a party person.  I’d rather have a few friends over than go anywhere.  Okay, except maybe to a hockey game or dinner where someone cooks for ME!  Reading this book made me realize that there are likely more me’s out there.  I need to meet some of them.

Okay, well I’d love to tell you more but I’ve a sick boy to check on and laundry to fold.  You can get your own, I’m not sharing.  😉

Much love to ya! xo


Wait for it….

It’s National Rum Day.

You’re welcome.

Hope your day and week are going a bit smoother than mine.  Talk soon. xo

Seriously? Seriously?!

WHERE does the time go?  No, I’m serious.  Where does it go?  It cannot simply be because I’ve three kids and more than a full-time job plus my domestic goddess and assistant to M duties, can it?  Those “you can have it all” women?  You know the ones….bunch of liars!  All of ’em!  I was just telling my friend, Marcia, that I did it wrong.  Instead of a husband, I should have gotten a wife!  Except I know girlfriends that have wives and they don’t seem to have it that much easier.  Ah well, maybe in my next life I’ll come back as a pampered princess.  And maybe I’ll have all the fabulous clothes and the hot men to fan me…

Yeah, back to real life.  So you missed the big adventure.  M and I were downstairs catching up when we heard a big crash.  He yells upstairs to make sure everyone’s okay.  ‘We’re fine, it’s all good’ echoes down the stairs from the goalie.  Okay, that’s fine then.  Only that’s not fine!  BECAUSE, then the girl comes down looking like something out of a horror movie! Blood’s matted her hair and is dripping down her shirt! Um, goalie boy what universe is this all good????  So M bundles her off while I try to get the story.  When I walk back to check on her he tells me it’s fine, it’s  starting to bleed less.  I get a look.  She’s got a gash down the back of her skull about and inch and a half long.  Now, I know head wounds bleed profusely.  That doesn’t phase me.  She didn’t lose consciousness so that’s good.  She’s talking and answering questions.  But, she is NOT fine.  M looks at me as though I’m on crack when I grab my purse, tell her to press hard with a towel to the back of her head ’cause we’re headed to the hospital.

Listen,  I’m pretty sure that all the people I live with are completely insane, delusional, goofy or whatever.  Not fine!

We didn’t get to the ER.  Penny to the rescue as she happened to have dermabond at her house.  She at least got it.  She took a look and gave me a look like have you SEEN this?  Oh, girl, I know.  Turns out that playing soccer in the goalie’s bedroom is NOT a good idea.  Some people fell or were tripped, depending on who you ask, fell backwards and hit her head on the corner of a dresser.  I told you playing soccer inside was not a good idea.

I might need more chocolate.  And alcohol.

I have been testing recipes but nothing that’s come out worthy of sharing.  A few things like the crock pot beef and broccoli went right into the trash.  I want Nutella brownies! Why is the goalie allergic to all the nuts???  Maybe this weekend I’ll be inspired.  Maybe not.  Hard to be inspired with triple digit temps.  You’d think I’d be skinnier, right?

Onward to the books.  First, one I simply couldn’t read.  I tried.  Really, really tried.  It got great reviews.  I made it a bit more than halfway through.  I just couldn’t do it anymore.

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Has anyone else read this one?  Was it just me?  Did it get any better?  It’s still on my kindle and, perhaps, I’ll finish it one day.  It depends on what you tell me.  Life is too short.

A few I enjoyed –

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Fun, beachy, doesn’t require too much thinking – though there’s a number of characters and plot lines to keep track of.  Super quick, somewhat mindless read.  Perfect for summer.  Especially if you can’t get away but really, really want to…. (yes, I do realize that’s me most days.  So?)

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I do not know what possessed me to pick this up.  But, I’m so glad a did.  If you like a good mystery, it’s one to check out.  Really liked this one.

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Another one I really liked.  This one I picked up because Penny enjoyed it.  Really good.  Easy read but CREEPY!!!  Definitely going to be picking up more by this author.

Options, people, I like options.  And now I need to go choose between option A, making dinner, option B, putting in a load of laundry and option C…..get moving sister, these jobs aren’t going to do themselves!