1. There is NEVER a need to post a photo of you by yourself you took in the reflection of your mirror, unless you have something insanely interesting to show like possibly you've grown a third eye.
2. Facebook statuses are not for calling out someone who has wronged you or venting about your ex. The ambiguous "you" as in "You don't know me you skanky hoe" is not ok. Show a little class and call them a skanky hoe directly to their face; you'll be respected so much more.
3. No one cares what you are eating for breakfast, lunch or dinner unless it was personally prepared by the resurrected Julia Child.
4. There's a difference between their, there and they're, your and you're, here and hear...etc. When in doubt, Google it.
5. This one's especially for the ladies- avoid putting things like "I hate staying home alone" or "I can't wait for my husband to be home from his trip!" This is an announcement to all creepos saying "come and get me!"
What bothers you?
molly rates
My crazy brain.
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Monday, January 10, 2011
Crafting
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My friend Mallory has a great blog- houseofhydrangeas.blogspot.com -and I saw this ornament wreath craft project on it. It was super easy and could be made for less than $20-$25 if you find the ornaments on sales. All you need is:
• One wire clothes hanger
• About 80 total ball ornaments in small, medium and large sizes
• Hot glue gun to glue the ornament tops on more securely (optional- I didn't need this step b/c mine were plastic and very secure)
• Ribbon (I haven't finished mine with ribbon yet)
Step 1:
Open the clothes hanger and shape in to a circle.
Step 2:
Thread ornaments on hanger through where the ornament hook would go in alternating sizes- I did it in this order: large, medium, small, large, medium, large, medium, small, etc.
Step 3:
Keep threading ornaments until wreath is mostly full. Once you get to a good stopping point, close the hanger by twisting it back together.
Step 4:
Wrap coordinating ribbon on top to cover the exposed hanger.
Step 5:
Finish with a bow. Voila!
Sunday, October 3, 2010
The YUMMIEST smell ever created
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I'm very picky about perfumes and body sprays. They usually give me a royal headache. When a friend recommended I try the shampoo Victoria Secret made because it smelled so good, I fell in love. Since they did not have a perfume that was the same scent, I stocked up on the shampoo, conditioner, hair spray and the dry shampoo, which is REALLLLLYY awesome since I'm always running late and my thick hair takes forever to wash.
I've been told I smell like a "girl" and asked what I'm wearing a dozen times. So sexy, yum.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Quotes
I'm pretty sure most quotes about love were written by a woman who was trying to make herself feel better about her love life. The fact is that men, er, boys, are just odd.
I am very blessed to have so many fantastic girl friends in my life, so I hear lots, and LOTS of bizarre stories about the pursuit of love and marriage. There are countless books, affirmations and inspirational quotes to get us through the challenges of relationships and break ups, but in reality, we put so many of these uncertainties and insecurities on ourselves. If every woman I describe above knew her true value to ANY man lucky enough to even get a "hello," then maybe the crap storms would never brew in the first place.
My advice? Life is short. Things happen for a reason. And as my friend Jess says, people never say "every thing happens for a reason!" when things are going well. They say them when things don't go their way. I have personally been through several break-ups where I felt this way, and I regret not ONE of them now and I truly am glad things panned out the way they did.
Patience SUCKS. I suppose "they" say it's a virtue. This is a virtue I haven't learned to master. So, get out there and make yourself happy. Because until you are happy with yourself, no one else can make you happy.
No one ever said love was easy ;)
I am very blessed to have so many fantastic girl friends in my life, so I hear lots, and LOTS of bizarre stories about the pursuit of love and marriage. There are countless books, affirmations and inspirational quotes to get us through the challenges of relationships and break ups, but in reality, we put so many of these uncertainties and insecurities on ourselves. If every woman I describe above knew her true value to ANY man lucky enough to even get a "hello," then maybe the crap storms would never brew in the first place.
My advice? Life is short. Things happen for a reason. And as my friend Jess says, people never say "every thing happens for a reason!" when things are going well. They say them when things don't go their way. I have personally been through several break-ups where I felt this way, and I regret not ONE of them now and I truly am glad things panned out the way they did.
Patience SUCKS. I suppose "they" say it's a virtue. This is a virtue I haven't learned to master. So, get out there and make yourself happy. Because until you are happy with yourself, no one else can make you happy.
No one ever said love was easy ;)
Sunday, February 21, 2010
P90Ouch
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I woke up this morning, rolled over, and gave Brandon my usual "Babbbyyyyyyy....." (Which he knows means "I want coffee, and I wanted it 5 minutes ago.") He doesn't have any at his condo, so he went to Dunkin' Donuts and got me a coffee and us both yummy donuts. I'm spoiled, what can I say :)
Onto the subject: P90X. Even the name sounds frightening. Don't you just imagine this totally jacked, overly tanned man flexing his biceps and growling "P-ninety-eeexxxxxxxx. Rarrrr." Well, I do anyway. And I wasn't far off.
Onto the subject: P90X. Even the name sounds frightening. Don't you just imagine this totally jacked, overly tanned man flexing his biceps and growling "P-ninety-eeexxxxxxxx. Rarrrr." Well, I do anyway. And I wasn't far off.
I managed to complete the 18 minute "Ab Ripper" workout. Ouch. Brandon said he was quite impressed with how well I did for my first time. I hardly stopped any. I haven't seen any of the other videos, but I would certainly recommend this for a living room work-out routine. I can't even sneeze without my abs burning again. I guess I burned off some of my donut :) (Maybe I will look like this photo)
Better than average "chain" restaurant fare
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We waited on our table at the dimly lit, inviting bar where Brandon ordered our usual of a Kettle One extra dirty martini on the rocks. I for once wanted something different, because we had sipped Bloody Marys poolside earlier in the day when the sunny, mild weather finally allowed a tank top. I decided on a "Winter White Cosmo." Very yummy. Made with white cranberry juice, Cointreau, lime juice, and Stoli cranberry vodka, I was quite impressed.
After milling over the menu for almost 30 minutes, I finally decided on Tokyo Style Seared Tuna and Brandon had spinach florentine and crab meat over Mahi. Both of our meals were DIVINE.
Before we even sat down, B had eyed a piece of Key Lime Pie and decided we needed to save room for a piece of our own. We didn't. We were both so full we practically had to wheel eachother out. We decided to rent a movie (Couples Retreat-ehhh, not too good) and call it a night.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
To boldly go where no woman has gone before...
I found myself half naked, under a giant paper towel, and ready to have intense beams of scorching hot light blasted onto my who-ha. Great. But, I just kept thinking about how I would never have to shave again and I could throw on my bathing suit at any given time and not be worried about razor burn or stray hair. I was also given a stress ball to hold in each hand to "help with the pain." My opinion? It was totally woth the 10 minutes of slight discomfort. Dena, the RN and laser treatment specialist, was great. She made me feel super comfortable, even though she was up close and personal to parts of my body I haven't even ever seen. She may have even saved my life, I might add, because she noticed a mole that did not look healthy, had the dermatologist come look, and now I'm scheduled to have it removed. I probably would have never done anything about it. I have to go back in 6 weeks for a second treatment and it may take up to 4, but after that I will be FREE! So for anyone thinking about getting laser hair removal, I say GO FOR IT! If you're local, I certainly recommend Dena.... Click here to contact her!
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