Been a rough week(s)

I know I haven’t posted in awhile. Sorry about that. Work has been crazy and my house is full, six boys, 10 hours a day! I am exhausted at the end of the day.

But…I made time for date night this weekend with the hubby and the galpals. Went to Art A Whirl with the hubby, open studio event spanning the NE Arts District in Minneapolis. Dinner out at Pizza Luce, and home to crash!

So I basically had no time to post anything, my apologies. Also, had no time to think about the Feature Friday. Will think more on this this week and see what I can come up with on Friday, thinking I might debut something. Kind of leaning towards the Netflix idea, seemed to get a few likes for that one.




Feature Friday Coming Soon!

I have been thinking about doing a weekly feature. I am uncertain what it is I am going to focus on for Fridays. I know Fridays are probably already busy, but as it is usually my only day off from the jobs, it is my best day to post. No hubby to distract in loving ways, no work kids to supervise either and no customers to be a slave to.

So I have a few ideas, but I am not sure what to share here. I feel a bit mean, cause I don’t want someone else to use my idea, though I doubt they are original. But….here is a list of some of my thoughts for “Feature Friday”.

  1. Character Biopics- I make up a character and flesh them out so to speak
  2. Words of Wisdom- things I hear from the mouths of my boys at work
  3. Book reviews- I read ALOT
  4. Natural Concoctions- some of the recipes and bloopers I make for natural beauty products
  5. My weekly to-do list with comedic commentary
  6. My Netflix addiction commentary and what to watch

Please leave feedback and let me know if anything even remotely sounds interesting.

When it all goes south

When it all goes south…Most know what this mean. This is the time we possibly dread, the times we don’t look forward to as this could be the one moment that could change everything.

When it all goes south for me includes many things, but usually centers around work situations and events. And yes I mean events as in a total preteen or adolescent meltdown.

I am sure you mothers and fathers out there have experienced them before and know exactly what I am talking about. Now imagine this child has mental illnesses, going through chemical withdrawals, behavioral issues and educational deficiencies. Yes, these explain most of my boys here at work.

All it takes is one imperfect moment for it all to go south. A temper tantrum, an unjust action, an untrue insult, or even a disproportionate slight. All it takes it one little thing to make the whole day be ruined, for me for them, for the rest of the house.





My addition to The Daily Post today is centered around the word buddy. Hmmm…

As a child a buddy was someone I could play with, as a teenager it was someone to conspire with, as an adult it was someone I could lament to. The term or definition of buddy is on a constant rotation for me. Let me explain.

As a child my buddy was a girl named Amber, she was two years younger than me, but as my neighborhood was predominately male we were pretty much it. We got along so well, I truly enjoyed being her friend and she seemed so much more mature for her age, especially for being a pre-teen. Probably because she had three older brothers. We grew apart as she entered high school and we went our separate ways, were are still friends via Facebook, but what does that even mean anymore? I certainly don’t call her when I need to talk, but I will always remember her as my first best friend.

As a teenager, my best friend had the same name as I , we had our rough patches, especially freshman year. We had a blowout and let a guy get between us, jerk! However, we remained friends and are still friends to this day. Probably the only friend I came out of high school with and kept ties to. We call each other every couple of months and see each other 1-2 times a year. Tragic, I know! She has two teenagers, while I have two jobs. I still have her Christmas present form 2015, yet to get to her! But she will always remain my best friend!

My adult best friend, my mom, cliche I know. But, she listens, and only judges sometimes. But mostly, she is the one I can turn to when I need to just vent my frustrations. Or when I need advice of being a strong, independent woman who still just’s wants her mommy to hold her. She is also the woman I admire and respect. She is the woman I aspire to be, I love everything about my mom, faults and all. If I could turn out half of what she is as a person I would be an amazing person. I don’t know where I would be without her.Shes my rock!



The sex talk

Ever had to have the sex talk with a kid/teenager? I have and it was not pretty. I’m saying, because I don’t have kids. I had to have this talk with a client from work. He had questions, apparently he thought I had the answers. Ummmm….no!

But I did anyways. I would rather be uncomfortable for a few minutes with someone else’s kid, then pay for their mistakes and watch their lives unravel. The awkwardness was palpable from both sides of the conversation. I couldn’t imagine how this kid got up the courage to ask a woman he has only known for a few months to give him information on sex and anatomy. Ack!

I wont go into detail about his questions, but lets just say he was very misinformed!.How misinformed you ask? Well, lets just say he thought girls only had two holes in their nether regions.

Looking back on it I laugh and laugh. Knowing I have this to look forward to with my own kids eventually. Or Will I get to skip this class because of sex-ed in schools. Maybe I will, or maybe I will just get the incredible precocious child my mother always said I deserved after the hell I put her through.


I am writing this post today because my boys are talking about STI’s in group today. They are currently talking about the myths vs. truths of STI’s. Which I know will only lead to more questions later and lots of giggling tonight. Instead of boys it will be like a girly sleepover here tonight.

The Crush Saga

The Crush Saga Books 1-9 by Chrissy Peebles

crush new cover by kellie

This series is mostly set in California and is centered around a adolescent girl. This girl, Taylor, moves to a new town and makes one new friend. New friend gets her into a bit of trouble, Taylor finds many new friends, mostly from the supernatural world, that she never knew existed. She also never knew she was a key piece in a major centuries old ceremony to take place to restore all the witches powers, too bad she has to die to do it.

Each book centers around a specific event Taylor must stop or overcome. Taylor becomes a girlfriend, a werewolf, a vampire, a witch, a wife, a queen and a mother all in the space of a few books.

This is a great story line to follow and I was very intrigued by the first book. The first book was free and the subsequent eight books are usually less than five dollars. The writing style is easy to follow. But I  did notice the author tends to let her angsty, teenage, “woe is me” brain explode a  bit. There were some portion of the book that I just skipped over, because the main character just wanted to bemoan her life instead of pulling up her big girl panties. Also the relationship between Taylor and her lover, Jesse, is a bit intense. Taylor is often thinking of Jesse as her savior and she cant live without him. Very reminiscent of the Twilight sagas Bella. Sometimes it was a bit hard to swallow listening to this character go on and on about her love. It does get a bit wishy-washy sometimes.

But, I think this series is definitely on my recommend list, as I love the paranoraml young adult books. I get sucked into a series and I just cant wait to finish it. This is a great series to help me go to another world of the fantastic.


Lazy day really means…

What does a lazy day really mean to someone? To some it means sitting/laying on the couch watching TV or playing on the internet. To others it means getting shit done…finally.

For me, most of the time it is my alone time to get shit done I cant normally get done while my husband is around. Cleaning the house, laundry, little piles of whatever, spring cleaning my closet/his closet, paperwork filing; you know the boring stuff we know we have to get done but never make the time for until it becomes manically necessary.

I don’t have kids yet, so I know I have no idea on how manic life can become, but I do work a lot and sleep a little in between. but more often than not my time off is spent in the company of family/friends and getting shit done that needed to get done three weeks, I mean three months ago. The time I do spend “relaxing”, it is almost always in between projects, 5 minutes here, 5 minutes there. rarely do I have a whole day ahead of me to just no nothing. Even when that rare day does come, I am itching to get out of the house and find something to do. Inevitably that ends up being shopping for myself.

So  I guess I am supposed to write about who I am trying to reach in my blogging. My best answer, would be I have no idea. Whoever finds my writing amusing, inspiring, may be sometimes offensive. But that is okay, I don’t have to know who I am writing to, probably wont ever know. It is not like I can write to the mothers out there, as I have no kids. Cant write to the 30-something’s, because I am not overtly focused on any one thing. And face it if your already in your 30’s and can honestly say you have not once thought about having or even wanting kids, then we probably have little in common.


What do I want to say to my readers? read my posts, if you like them great, if you love them, like them or even comment. I am not writing for anyone else but me, simply because I miss writing. I loved it when I was in university, now I’m out and have nothing to write about. Cant rite about work because tat would be a gross invasion of privacy as well as very unethical. Can’t write about kids, cause I have none. Cant write about my hobbies, cause I cant decide on one. Cant write about something I love, because I haven’t found it yet (the something I am truly passionate about). Except writing, I love writing. sometimes as you the reader will notice, I tend to blather on.

Sometimes I catch myself, sometimes I don’t.