Red Headed Slut

I shouldn't admit it, but the Red Headed Slut is my favorite drink. I don't even remember how it happened. But since I've known T, this has been my drink of choice. I just enjoy it. It's girly, not too crazy, and fun. :) T, he prefers beer. I'm not a big fan of beer. But you know, it's all good.

What got me thinking about drinking? It's almost New Year's. And we were making some plans. Being responsible. That's important. If you're going to drink, you need to be responsible. And plan ahead. No drinking and driving.

Sorry, I didn't want to go all "Back-to-School" special on you. Especially when I'm talking about my favorite drink. But it's important to stay safe. :) XOXO

Yummy Donuts!

T brought home a mass amount of donuts this morning. The yummy glazed ones! They were still hot from the bakery. Yummy! They were pull apart gooey hot dough. We may or may not have eaten the entire 2 dozens! Oops! But at least we had some milk too. ;) XOXO

Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas everyone! It's an absolutely beautiful morning here. :) T and I have decided to spend Christmas at home together. Just the 2 of us. We're even attempting to cook. Although, it's a precooked ham, mashed potatoes, that sort of thing. But we're trying!

We've definitely started some holiday traditions of our own! And one day, it will be nice to tell our kiddos all about them and how they started. But for today, we're just going to hangout. You know, we're going to enjoy our son, W. He's a good boy. And Santa even brought him some presents!

Merry Christmas from all of us! XOXO

Troop Beverly Hills

This was one of my favorite movies growing up. I know. Weird. But I really liked it. So much so, I used to make my bestie watch it with me all the time! Every time she would come to my house, she had to watch it. I don't know why I liked it so much. But I did!

Maybe because I wasn't an "outdoorsy" person. I never went to camp. I was never a girl scout. This movie just made me think, I could have still had the same kind of fun. Too bad we didn't have a Troop Beverly Hills in my hometown. :) XOXO

Tough

In every single way, this song reminds me of my bestie and her guy. They're so much in love. And she is sick. Really sick. Fighting it with all she has. And her guy, he's right there helping her through it. You can tell that he used to be a "tough guy." A little hard and reserved. But she has broken through all of that. And he just loves her. No matter what. Sickness and health. That's love. And she's strong. They're strong together. And I know that she's going to make it through all of this. :) XOXO

W

I don't know if I've ever mentioned W on here. Something tells me I haven't. W is T's dog. A big dog. When T and I first started dating, W didn't like me. I have to confess, I didn't like him much either.

But I'm like the dog sitter. When the guys are working, I watch their dogs for them. Because I have nothing else to do. And it's really not hard to do. Anyway, I spend lots of time with them. And over time, W and I are starting to like each other.

You see, in the beginning, he definitely didn't want to share T. And he was so protective over him. Let's not even talk about the bed situation. But it got to the point where T would have to put W in the spare bedroom a good hour before we'd go to bed. If not, W would lay across the bed. And he wouldn't let me near it!

But like I said, were getting better. W is starting to like me. And I'm getting used to him. You see, I never had pets as a kid. My mom just didn't like them. She barely could stand us. But W and I, well, were starting to love each other. :)

Especially this week. But that's mostly because T is away. And it's been storming like crazy. W is kinda stuck with me. And I'm stuck with him. We even cuddled up on the couch last night to watch a movie. It's progress I tell you! XOXO

Hunting

I don't really know much about "outdoorsy" type of things. I'm just not that kind of a person. My parents never took us camping or anything. we just were "city folks." Nothing bad about it. But just weird.

Well, T went on a hunting trip with his buddies. Yes, I said hunting trip. I don't know what they're going to hunt. Or what goes down. I do know, they asked my bestie to go with them. Ya, a bunch of guys. Because she hunts too. And I think they really want her to go cook for them.

But she's working. And well, the guys are on their own. Yes, hunting. T and her guy, with a bunch of friends. Here, we're having crazy snow storms. Go figure! And I'm pretty much trapped at home. But that's OK too. The guys are hunting animals, and I'm going to watch some of my favorite movies. XOXO

Christmas Tree

We managed to chop down a Christmas tree this morning. And drag it through the snow. To T's truck. And we finally got it home. While searching for an appropriate picture for this post, I found this one. Not exactly what we have, but we have a tree.

T got it into the tree stand. And it's standing outside. On the porch. Because it's still covered in snow. We're hoping some of it falls off before we bring it inside.

But I'm pretty excited. 1st off, we have a Christmas tree! 2nd I've never had a real tree! 3rd, it's our first Christmas together. This is going to be so much fun! I just can't wait! Oh, and we also bought a bunch of Christmas decorations. :) I'll be doing lots of decorating this week while T is out of town. XOXO

Home Sweet Home

We made it home. Just a few minutes ago. And all I want to do is snuggle up in a warm blanket like this one. Doesn't it look so inviting?

We had a great time in the city. And I kinda wish we could have stayed a little longer. Because the city is so magical at this time of year. But after lots of work (for the guys) and lots of shopping (for us gals) we're home. With lots of bags. We did lots of Christmas shopping!

I think we're going to take the next few days to relax. And to try and get our Christmas tree up. Maybe some of these presents wrapped too. That would be nice. But for tonight, I see myself having a date with the couch, T, and a warm blanket. Maybe even a fire. :) XOXO

Scarves

We're still here in NYC. And it's pretty cold. My bestie has been sporting some of the cutest scarves ever! And she always manages to tie them so nice. I'm not good at that stuff. Not at all! But she is. And looks so put together.

Maybe I should start with buying a scarf. I should have thought about that a few days ago. Then I need to learn how to wear them. Because I swear, every day, my bestie has had a scarf on. And every day, she wears them different.

And who doesn't want to be warm and toasty? I know I want to be! That's on the top of the list for me today, a new scarf. And a lesson from my bestie. Now I just need to get out of bed and get ready... XOXO

Oh Nellie!

This morning, T and The Guy went to go do some work stuff. My bestie and I were just hanging out. In their room. Because it's amazing! It's like an apartment. No lie!

Back to the point here. We were talking about when we were little. OMG! We're were hilarious. Yes, my bestie and I were born in the early 80s. And well, fashion was hilarious. Wasn't it bad enough that it was the 80s? Apparently not! My mom, would dress me up like a character from Little House in the Prairie. I felt like Nellie Oleson...



First of all, I'm a blond. With green eyes. And my mom used to put those stupid sponge rollers in my hair. And it would turn out like this! :/



I also had ridiculous bangs like these. The ones that hit in the middle of your forehead. Makes you look stupid. Ya, I had those.



And those stupid bows. I wore those. The big ones that were bigger than my entire head! And the stupid bows that she would tie in the weirdest places...



Yes, my mom tried to sew too! Not cool clothes like my bestie's mom made her. But stupid looking ones. I looked like a character from Little House in the Prairie. They never fit right. We're like 3 sizes too big. And we're so uncomfortable. We're not even going to talk about the fabric she would choose...



And that big bow, it just makes me laugh! I had so many of those stupid things! Ya, my mom was cruel to me. And my uncle, he used to feel bad. He would take me shopping without my mom knowing. And we'd buy "cool" clothes. Then I'd wear them under the hideous dresses. Because my parents wouldn't drive me to school.

Until that one day that she caught me. I had forgotten my lunch. When she brought it to school, I was in jeans and some neon shirt. Remember, it was the 80s. I thought I looked cool. My mom was going to kill me. And well, I still don't remember what happened to those jeans. After that, she used to make sure I only had those ugly dresses on when I left home. XOXO