…mind voting for me? I’m buried in the lists and pretty much just praying for the next reset. But any little bit helps!
Thanks y’all. And click often! And subscribe! And follow! And buy me stuff! Rad.
Because I could use a little help…
Posted 13 Apr 2010 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category blog bidnass, please and thank you
Category blog bidnass, please and thank you
Movies I need to see.
Posted 13 Apr 2010 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category RAD
Category RAD
The Best Worst Movie. Also, I should probably see Troll 2. Since that’s what The Best Worst Movie is about.
Have you seen Troll 2? I’ve heard things. You know…not good things…just things.
(via MamaPop.com)
The difference a week can make!
Posted 13 Apr 2010 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category I am awesome, other people are awesome
Category I am awesome, other people are awesome
As I mentioned in my last post, I was a happy girl when I went to bed on Saturday night because that meant last week was officially OVER. I guess I didn’t actually go to bed…I fell asleep on the couch while we watched Up in the Air. (Don’t get me wrong, it was a good movie but exhaustion had officially won.) The hubs tried to wake me up, only to muster a “hnghuugh” from me and thus I brought in the new week on the couch. No matter.
Sunday we went for a nice long walk around Lake Calhoun with the Abbers, I got a couple loads of laundry done and all was well. Yesterday was the Twins Home Opener, for which the Hubs and I paid out the ass to be at. It was AWESOME. I made the mistake of starting my drinking at noon (after dropping Abby at the in-laws, of course) and cracked open a beer to celebrate the gates officially being opened. (While I watched at home on my couch waiting for friends to arrive. By myself. No, I am not an alcoholic.) Then I helped my bestie split a bottle of Blood Orange Mimosas (premade in a bottle). All on the fabulous base of a Slim Fast shake! YAY! DRUNK JENNA! AT ONE-THIRTY IN THE AFTERNOON! Whatever, it was the home opener, beetches. At our new fancy ballpark. It was all legit.
The headache I got in the fifth inning was NOT cool, however…even if it was expected. So, after the game, we headed home, picked up Abbers from her grandparents, came home and pretty much went to bed.
I did not log into Twitter yesterday.
Meanwhile, this was happening.
That’s right. I EFFING WON A GIVEAWAY AND HAD NO IDEA.
And this is not some lame-o giveaway. This is THE MOST AWESOME GIVEAWAY EVAR. Mandy at Harper’s Happenings and Modern Bird Studios teamed up for this epic awesomeness.
So yeah, imagine my surprise when I see an email from Mandy in my inbox telling me I won…and wondering where I’ve been all day!
Needless to say I may have peed my pants a little. Or a lot. There might have been squealing too.
I’m going to look at all the photos I have of Abbers tonight and pick one out with the hubs. I’m so effing excited about this. Really.
If you don’t already subscribe to their blogs – you should. You should also follow these guys on Twitter. They’re good people.
Harper’s Happenings / teammandy on twitter
Modern Bird Studios / modern_bird on twitter
Sleepovers and the marital bed.
Okay, before you get all “YES! A post about sex!” may I remind you that both my mother-in-law (hi, Chris) and MY GRANDMOTHER read this and you will not be getting any inside info about my sex life. So, go ahead and crack open the latest Penthouse forum and pretend you read it here. Wait. Don’t do that either. That’s gross.
This week has been less than awesome and I’m pretty sure when midnight on Saturday rolls around I’m going to offer this week a big middle finger and then run less than gracefully into the arms of next week.
However, it made me recognize how important my family and friends are, most importantly the hubs. The days this week have been rough, to say the least, but nights with him made me smile. We’d climb into our bed, turn the Twins game on the TV, laugh and make jokes. I’d stick my cold feet on his legs. We’d laugh about some stuff until I nearly had tears in my eyes. It reminded me of sleepovers when I was younger.
I realized some nights can feel like a sleepover when you’re married. Even more so when you have kids, because you have to shush each other occasionally, like when you were worried your parents would wake up and tell you to SHUT UP IT’S TWO IN THE MORNING.
However, some nights are not like sleepovers, like when your husband goes to a concert, and although you’re able to sleep through the door being unlocked and alarm being disarmed/rearmed, the husband getting ready for bed and then drunkenly climbing in…he decides to wake you up to let you know that he plans on buying tickets for another concert in June and did you know Julian Casablancas was rightthere at the club standing next to him and blah blah blah. And then I’m all SHUT UP IT’S TWO IN THE MORNING.
(you know I love you, Mr. Hubs. even when you’re extra talky at 2am.)
We Love Liam.
Posted 09 Apr 2010 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category other people are awesome, please and thank you
Category other people are awesome, please and thank you
I can spare $10. Can you?
