Aw, Shucks!

My new blogger bud Asha from Random Ramblings of an Agnostic Mom has deemed me interesting enough to create yet another list about myself as I accept this lovely award from her. Thank you, Asha, for enjoying my lists so much.

Here are the rules:

 1. Link back to the person who gave you the award.

2. Share seven things about yourself.

3. Choose ten other bloggers you're currently following.

4. Let them know that you have passed this award on to them.

Now for the 7 things about me:

1. I have a teaching degree that I never used.
2. I hate any kind of fruit in my dessert.
3. Chocolate is my go-to comfort food.
4. I tend to lose my patience rather quickly.
5. I don't have any pets now but I prefer cats over dogs.
6. I miss wearing heels and dressing "nice."
7. I don't think I'm going to my 25th high school reunion this spring.

Ok my fellow bloggers, I've chosen you to be the recipients of this award as well. Enjoy!
Falling Off a High-Heeled Life
Reasons to Skip the Housework
Kimberly's Scribbles
I am Not Superwoman
Extreme Personal Measures
A Mothers Ramblings
The Mom Road
Carrie with Children
Ninth Street Notions
Life & Times of a Self-Proclaimed Saucy Bitch

Tuesday Blog Hops

Back to some hopping today. Make it a great one!

Musing Mondays

Musing Mondays is hosting by MizB at Should Be Reading. This week’s musing (in honor of St. Valentine‘s Day) asks two questions, but you only need to answer one…

If you read romance novels, answer this question: Who are your favorite “romance” authors? Why?

If you do NOT read romance novels, answer this question instead: Do you read love-themed books in honor of Valentine’s Day? Or, Valentine’s Day books, specifically? If so, give us some examples! If not, why not?

When I was in high school, I think I read every Danielle Steele novel that existed. I've since given up on Steele but have read a few by Sandra Brown and Jennifer Crusie.





Grammy Awards Wrap-Up

Oh good Lord, what a freak show at the Grammy's. Painful to choose but this is what I managed to come up with:

Top 3 Best Dressed

1. Mya Beautiful, elegant and classy in ice blue.
2. Jewel Sweet and simple and 5 months pregnant. You go momma!
3. Selena Gomez Simple, elegant and chic.

Top 3 Worst Dressed

1. Nicki Minaj Really? What's with the leopard? And the hair???
2. Jennifer Lopez Way too short. What is she trying to prove anyway?
3. Ciara Is she a super-hero?

Mars & Venus Pulling a Carpet

I've been married for almost 10 years, and the opposite sex still baffles me. Over the course of those 10 years, we've completed survived several home projects. Today we finished up our latest: ripping up the carpet from the boys' bedroom.

The original plan was to pull the carpet on Sunday. For some reason, known only to hubs, he started pulling it up Saturday . . . with the 1 year old in the room with him. That right there was enough to stop me in my tracks. Why are you pulling carpet with a child in the room? A. He's all over the room, how can you pull it? B. The amount of dust and dirt that gets generated from this task is E N O R M O U S.

So we get past the child being in the room by the child leaving the room in disgust, and I come to find a lot of the furniture is still in the room . . . uncovered. Why? Just why?

Hubs pulls the carpet but the padding was still underneath. As some of you know, the padding sort of disintegrates over time turning into a pile of dirt. This carpet has been in the room for over 10 years. So the padding/dirt mound is still on the floor and now hubs is taking a break. Ask me how long the break lasts. I'll tell you . . . 2 hours. Why take a 2 hour break? Why not just finish? I have no answer to these questions but I can say I was on the verge of a serious nervous breakdown.

After some serious huffing, puffing, yelling and head-shaking, the pad gets pulled up and the room is now mine to be cleaned. Wouldn't it have been easier if most, if not all, of the furniture was out? Easier if what was left in the room was covered with sheets? Easier if the children weren't in the house screaming to get to the train table that is in the room, uncovered?  You know the answer. I won't even waste my time writing it.

After several vacuumings, washings, and furniture moving, the room is back in order and looks great. I wish I could say we've learned our lesson when undertaking a project, but we haven't. Hubs still doesn't understand why I get so upset, and I . . . well, I just don't understand.