Friday, February 25, 2011
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
B!tchBag: Ellie-Mae
Meet Ellie-Mae.
It's Girls Night Out. You look amazing. You know it, and he knows it too. Already he's bought you two drinks and is trying to talk you into some shots of Fireball. Yeah, that's right, you have his full attention...
That is until he spots this Country B!tch across the room, riding the Mechanical Bull.
It's Girls Night Out. You look amazing. You know it, and he knows it too. Already he's bought you two drinks and is trying to talk you into some shots of Fireball. Yeah, that's right, you have his full attention...
That is until he spots this Country B!tch across the room, riding the Mechanical Bull.
She won't be riding a bull ever again though, because now she's just a B!tch Bag... waiting to be your B!tch.
Ellie-Mae is 12x8" of pure vintage leather jacket magic.
Did I mention fun? Well, I suppose that goes without saying, anyone that rides a bull is fun. However, she is also multifaceted and oh so flexible. Turn her into a shoulder bag, a clutch or a wristlet, she does it all.
She's fully lined, double seamed and zipper topped, so you can shut her up good.
Yup, she's even got an elastic topped inner pocket as well as two outer pockets, all the perfect size to hold your phone, mp3 player or wallet.
YEE-HAW!
♥'s & Bubbles,
Lissy
Monday, February 21, 2011
Friday, February 18, 2011
Love Day, Schmuv Day......
I know it's a little late to be discussing Valentines Day but that's sort of my style when it comes to the day itself. I think everyday should be love day. I would rather be spoiled on some random day then a day that Hallmark pressures my man to do it for me. For this reason, it is not much celebrated in our household. I'm sure my man feels blessed to have gotten off the hook for so many years.
This year I decided to at least recognize the day. I want my boyz to grow up to believe in Valentines Day because they may not have a lady friend that feels the same way as me. See, I'm being a good mom by thinking of them. Now I may have saved some heartbreak in the future....
The night before Valentines Cohen saw a burger commercial on tv and of course, because it was past bed time, he decide he should cry about the fact he couldn't have one. I explained that it was impossible. Pointing out that if I went to town to get him a burger I would not be able to make it home with his burger the same night. He decided that it wasn't worth it but then continued to express, through long dragged out whining, that Dad should do it. I then promised him burgers for Valentines dinner.
That was the first part of my Valentines plans. I decided to get a card for my other half and some Scratch & Wins. When I gave the card to him that day he was of course caught off guard. What I thought was a sweet card (see image below) he thought was my way of telling him I was preggers....lol
This is how thrown off we get by Valentines Day gestures... lol
No I'm not preggers! But I do agree the monkey on the card has a well rounded tummy ;)
So we scratched tickets...won some, lost some and later bought more. We sat at the kitchen counter with Cohen and taught him to gamble while eating the box of smarties I had earlier picked up for his gift. Followed by a burger dinner. It was the perfect evening!
Then I watched The Bachelor. Of course, watching that show is sad but truly makes me think, "Wait, I do want that kind of romance!!! Next year I will demand something expensive, tropical, planned and funded by someone else with a soundtrack!"
OR NOT!
Love to my boyz! No matter where we are or what we are doing, everyday is love day!
♥Alli
Monday, February 14, 2011
Friday, February 11, 2011
B!tchBag3: Kelsey
Meet Kelsey.
This vacillant vegan just gave you Stink-eye at the grocery checkout for buying chicken breast and then mouthed the word, "Murderer".
But look again, this B!tches shoes are made of 100% cowhide...
Not anymore though, now she's just a B!tchBag, waiting to be your B!tch.
Kelsey was created from a vintage (early 80's) "Marquis of London" leather jacket. This big girl's got cinches on each side for easy weight loss or gain and 5 inner & 2 outer pockets. So fill her up, she'll haul all your sh*t around.
This vacillant vegan just gave you Stink-eye at the grocery checkout for buying chicken breast and then mouthed the word, "Murderer".
But look again, this B!tches shoes are made of 100% cowhide...
Not anymore though, now she's just a B!tchBag, waiting to be your B!tch.
Kelsey was created from a vintage (early 80's) "Marquis of London" leather jacket. This big girl's got cinches on each side for easy weight loss or gain and 5 inner & 2 outer pockets. So fill her up, she'll haul all your sh*t around.
H's&B's
L
Wednesday, February 09, 2011
The Things We Do for Kids (Backfire!)
So I think we all agree that having kids make us fat right?
How else would we be able to grow a full on human in our own body. We have to expand, we have no choice. “I didn’t know I was pregnant “ on TLC tells stories that say different, but face it, that is just freaky sh*t. Those poor women, could you imagine...? Anyway that’s not what I'm getting at here....
I run after my children constantly, pick up toys, laundry, vacuum. You name it, a stay at home mom does it!
So, with all that, I cant figure out why I am not losing my weight. It should be melting off me (ignore that image).
Then it dawned on me twice in one day...
I sit down and I am sharing a little mini serving of my “zero” yogurt with my 1 yr old (don’t worry I checked, no aspartame). I was so proud of my self for not only eating this small portion but sharing it! Then my 6 yr old had a couple bites and I was even more excited.
Portion control, check!
Then 6yr old wants his own...so I go get it.....then the other one cries and wants his own too.
I then realize in my glory of eating minimal calories maybe I was actually depriving/teasing my poor offspring.
Alright, everyone is happy, they all have there own. I am a good mom and I have my portions under control right?
WRONG!
My older son decides he doesn’t like it so I take on his ¾ full cup of yogurt and I figure I am still doing pretty good... until the lil guy gives up on his. Now I am screwed. I can't waste it, so what do I do? Like any mom I take on my child’s leftovers. So now I have eaten close to 3 of these portions.
Mission FAIL!
Well at least I’m aware of this and have learned my lesson...or not....
Later that day.... Rice cracker with peanut butter x 2, nice healthy snack....my son tries one and loves it. He asks for another and of course I jump at the chance to feed my child, because I’m a mom and this is what we do.
I decide I'd better make another for myself as well. So we would each have 2 but by the time I get back to him, he has already given up on the first one I gave him... So you do the math... I now have to consume 3 ½ peanut butter rice crackers! This my friends is why I’m not getting any skinnier!
One more thing I would like to note about children and the relation to weight gain/ beer guzzling.
They make you drink way to fast! They see that nice cold bottle of whatever you have in your hand and they want it! So in turn you have to drink fast to get it out of your hand, just so the lil bugger will stop bugging you... and you know what happens if you drink to fast? You get drunk faster... then you probably drink more and just think off all the calories they have just hurried along into your system!
How do you fix this problem you ask?
Coffee mugs for all alcoholic beverages! Believe it or not, it does make it taste better!
Oh, and don't even get me started on the birthday parties we attend with all that cake and the goodie bags with too much candy. We couldn't possibly let our kids have all that could we?
Conclusion.......
Obviously I need to learn portio control and moderation but it is always nice to have someone to blame part of it on right?
Its a good thing my boyz are so damn cute!
♥Alli
Saturday, February 05, 2011
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