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How do I get more hours in the day?

Posted 04 Jun 2010 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category blog bidnass, house stuffs, I am a moron

As I’m sure you’ve realized by now…I am what’s known as a promise breaker. I know I have to unload a kajillion photos from our cameras and I know it’s going to take roughly an hour to do it all. And when I get home from work…I have a billion others things calling me and that takes the back burner. EVERY DAY. (On the plus side, laundry is done, dishes are clean and I managed to feed Abbers & bathe her a couple times in there too.)

SO. The weekend is upon us. And, as per usual, I’ve tasked myself with something nearly impossible – getting our kitchen painted. (As well as eventually getting the photos unloaded.) This photo is from the MLS listing the previous owners had, so FYI, none of that crap is mine. Anyway, please look at the color of my kitchen. I best describe it as “Bloody Poop.” Seriously. There is no better descriptor.

The kitchen and it's horrid color.

Why, why did they choose such a dark, putrid color? Because they couldn’t figure out what color would go with orange terra cotta tiles and brown grout? Really? I plan on painting it a light olive green. In my head I can accomplish this task in one day. However, my subconscious is also reminding me that it took A WEEK to paint the nursery. And I wasn’t covering up a shitty crime scene. (You get the joke there? No rim-shot? Okay, FINE.) In my defense, there’s less square footage to cover in the kicthen than there was in Abby’s room, but we’ll see.

This is the suspense I leave you with over the weekend. Will Jenna get it done? Will Abbers cut another toofie? Will the hubs mow the lawn or get eaten alive by mosquitoes trying? Stay tuned.

Serious mommy/bloggy FAIL.

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Posted 02 Jun 2010 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category baby business, blog bidnass, I am a moron, six dresses + six months

Yep. Abby’s turned 7 months old, had her first pool party and met a bunch of family over the weekend. I also have my dresses for April and May. Have I posted anything about any of it? No. However, I promise to do so soon. I’m hoping tonight. So, hang tight, internets.

A voice only a dog could hear.

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Posted 23 May 2010 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category Abigail, blog bidnass, I am awesome, motherhood, paparazzi

Maybe not. You be the judge.

But before I give a longer description to the cuteness that is my Abbers “dancing” in a laundry basket, I’ll say this: Thursday I started a post that was going to be all serious and a topic that I’ve been thinking about a lot lately…and I just didn’t know where to go with it so I bailed. I still want to publish it, but I don’t know.

Anyway – the weekend was spend with friends visiting from Milwaukee and TWELVE INNINGS OF BASEBALL. And lots and lots of heat. And yardwork. And awesomeness.

Anyway, without further adieu – Abbers and her dancing skillz.

Dancing Abbers! from jenna bee on Vimeo.

Yeah, I don’t totally believe my voice sounds like that, but apparently it does. If this video has taught me anything it’s that I need to start using my “adult” voice at home more. And to look into being voice talent for cartoons.

Twitter Tat Tour.

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Posted 14 May 2010 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category blog bidnass, cancer sucks, RAD

I enjoyed looking at fellow twatter’s tattoos, so I thought I’d share mine too! Exciting, yes?

SO.

The first tattoo I ever got was three stars on my lower back. Yep. Tramp stamp. I haz one. Anyway, I was 19 and star tattoos were all the rage. And I really like stars. Don’t ask why. I shit you not, I went on my PC, opened up Publisher, used the “star” tool, made three stars and printed it. I then brought it to a tattoo place not far from my apartment (Ink Lab on Lake Street) and said “I want this.” The guy (who’s name I don’t recall because I didn’t care) honestly said “Stars are hard to do because they’re so precise.” Did this make me stray? NO. I was like, “Oh, well…do the best you can!” an hour (and $150!!) later, I had three stars on my back. One of them is wonky. But I had a tattoo. I hid it for a while from my parents until I hugged someone in front of them, up came the shirt, and there it was for all to see. Whatevs.

My second tattoo was the cherry blossom branches surrounding my lame stars, which I had done in the summer of 2006. I was lucky enough to have Jon at Uptown Tattoo do it for me (his waiting list is almost a year now). I love my branches. (The picture above was taken shortly after I had it done, complete with tape marks on my back.) I’m obsessed with Japanese art, and cherry blossoms rank pretty high on that list. This tattoo took three hours. THREE HOURS. I did pretty well though, until the last 30 minutes. I could barely tolerate the pain anymore. But I love them. The edges of the tattoo wrap onto my hips a bit and have not been saved from pregnancy stretch marks, but they’re still pretty.

The last tattoo I got was on my foot in October of 2008. I got it for two reasons; one was for my aunt Julie, who had passed away earlier in the year after a battle with breast cancer, and the other was because a month earlier I had walked over 60 miles in the Breast Cancer 3-Day. I had initially planned on a 1/4 – 1/2 sleeve of a geisha (she loved Japanese art too), but I freaked out. It was going to be $800 (which I didn’t have) and take 8 hours. A huge commitment, both time AND skin-wise, and I wasn’t ready yet. So I used my appointment with Zack at Uptown Tattoo to have this done instead. It’s a pink ribbon in the shape of a J (for Julie) “pinned” to my foot, for the 3-day.

I love this tattoo a lot. It only took about 40 minutes but OH MY GOD do foot tattoos hurt. See the ribbon curling up on the right side of my foot? I almost cried. That part of your foot has NO FAT and is like, straight bone. And apparently eleventy BILLION nerve endings. But so worth it.

So, those are my tattoos! I’m still wanting about a billion more, so when I do – of COURSE I’ll let you know. I have a few in mind I would like to have done soon. That geisha 1/2 sleeve is still calling to me.