What Shoes Say.

Shoes. We all wear them. They are the ground beneath our feet. The foundation which we stand on. And for women we have a strange fascination for them some more than others.
Even I would consider myself one of the women who loves shoes. I see a shoe sale and I get giddy with excitement! Sadly, my sense of never-wasting-money-of-things-I-don't-need kicks in more often than I want it too and I don't get many shoes. And after many years of this,  I only have about around 6 pairs of shoes not including my mismatched slippers and snow boots.


My purple Converse. These say, I am awesome to sport purple, casual enough for everyday use, and I got them for 3 bucks at Goodwill never used before! 

 These purple ruffled, 2 inch wedge heal  that were technically my first set of heels bigger than 1 inch! Even after two kids, I feet are still size 8! And I am still proud of these shoes and I think they look sexy! They say, "I am confident sexy lady!"...Hubby man would say otherwise, but what do men know about shoes?

 Yes, those are sparkles and yes those are sequins! But in the basic color brown so they should match anything I wear!

 My second pair of heels and my newest pair of shoes! And I actually paid full price of 25 bucks at Payless. I even had the good excuse of I needed them because I was bridesmaid without any shoes that matched my dress. As you can see still a wedge because I can't walk in actual heels. These are probably the most sensible pair of shoes I have in basic color besides the sparkle tennys above.

 And my go too shoes, besides my bare feet. My running shoes with neon green laces and purple accents. (Can you see the purple trend here?) These babies caarry me everywhere. From my morning run to my grocery shopping to Sunday morning church, you will see these shoes on my feet. These replaced my orange and grey Nikes I loved and had so long. (And these are probably the only pair I spent more than 30 bucks on.)

 And my last pair I have only worn a few times, my hiking boots! My Aunt gave these to me and I love them to much to get rid of them because I actually use them when I go on hikes! And they are pink! What more can be said!

Okay so my shoe collection leaves much to be desired, but they protect my feet and do the job. I still need to pair of sandals, because sad to say my sandals usually only last me a month before they are decimated.

Basically I am cheap! I can't bare to spend 20 bucks on a pair of shoes I will probably only wear 5 times in a whole year. I stare longing at those awesome boots that would look great with leggings or those jeweled sandals that would be awesome with a sundress, but in the end price wins over style. :(

Maybe though now looking at pitiful shoe collection, I can maybe muster up enough will power to lay the cash down and buy a pair of shoes just for the heck of it!....

Anyways off to Wal-mart to buy a pair of 99 cent flip-flops!

Toodles!

March-ed on into April

Well March went by real fast. It was kinda unfair. Easter strolled on in and was gone before I knew it. Which is fine, because I enjoy the benefits of Easter afterwards, *munching on clearance caramel Cadberry eggs*

But here is a picture of the egg chicks I made. I was inspired from pictures from Pinterest. They were too cute!

Hehe. The eyes were a little cuts of jalapenos. *evil grin*

And for the most part of March I was running around hekping friends plan weddings, messy Easter plans, and planning Baby Girl's 2ed birthday! Woohoo!!! After comtemptating for many hours of what theme and watching endless hour of Snowwhite and she carrying around Snowhwite doll and kissing the Prince Charming doll I have come to the conclusion!...We are throwing a Finding Nemo Party! Just kidding, we are doing SnowWhite, here is a sneak peak at what I am making so far.

I will post more pictures soon, but this is all you get for now. *munching on hot pink peeps*

Anyways, not much more to update here. Our microwave busted, our neighbors moved out. We think a new one moved in. We sometimes see a car. Once in awhile hear a voice. We assume he's a secret agent and doesn't stick around much, because he is on top secret missions.

ANyways, random cute picture of Babygirl! :)

She found a Passover plate and wore McDonalds hat, so we are assuming her dream is to serve Kosher fastfood when she grows up. :P

Until another day!

Toodles!

Scents Sense

Lets see a raise of hands of who likes to smell good? *survey the crowd* I am pretty sure that was everyone. And pretty much all the ladies, I am sure.

There is just something in a woman that overtakes us when something stinky come within 20 feet. We whip out our perfume bottles! Even if we think "BO"  we slink off the the bathroom to reapply the little deodorant we keep in the secret pocket of our purses. (Heaven forbid another sees us and think we have some chronic smelly disorder!)

And let's just tap a little into soaps and shampoos we use. There is not one Bath and Body Works I have passed that was not packed full with women picking up bottles and cracking one open like beer and taking in its scent.

Seriously! As women we have an addiction to smell goodies! It's a drug! And what makes it worse, all the soap and shampoo scents are not longer just your simple "Spring Fresh" or "Rose", its expanded!!!

We now have scents like "Apple Cherry Vanilla Blossom" or "Rosewood Evergreen Citrus".

I mean, it used to be just be I would shower with "clean" scented body wash, now I smell like "Orange Morang." and why not top that off with " Morning Dew Fern Fresh" shampoo. Oh! And guess what I bought a new conditioner treatment, lets make my hair smell like "Sugar Cookie Cotton Candy Balls!"

And since I am enjoying the bath so much, like make it more romantic and add candles!

Let's see, I'll burn "Winter Snow Flake by the Fire" (Didn't know snow had a smell, but apparently it does!)

And when I am out I will burn another as I get ready for day, titled "Fall Leaves" Yes, Bath and Body Works has a candle that smells like fall's dried up leaves. The very leaves you are endlessly raking and you gripe about when your husband tracks them into the house. But hey! your house can at least smells like it! Link here if you want that candle in a mini version!

 

*sigh* By no means do I mean to sound negative about all the new smellies that have come out. I am one of those ladies who love scents and buy candles and use twice, before I buy another. I am an addict!

 

But I just gotta know, who was the person who woke up one morning and thought, "I want to smell like Chocolate Cake" Linke here!

 

My favorites are from the people who invented the soda and Twinkies scented AND flavored lip balms! Sheer genius! My personal favorite is Mt. Dew.

 

But hey, who is to judge? If you want to smell like an ice cream sundae, you can smell like an ice cream sundae. If what makes your day is to get a wiff of your house in cascades of "Cherry Berry Banana Glazed Bun Blossoms," then be my guest and burn that candle!

 

Anyways until another day!

 

toodles

 

A pic of my baby!

 

Valentines day at the PICNIC

Well just a little post for now. Our little mini man is in the hospital due too a very bad virus. No worries he is getting better. Prayers are always appreciated.


So we start our valentines day off the night before with pink sparkly cupcake:)


And then my minimal being a stud muffin and giving all his nurses a valentine:)


And PICNIC stands for the picu and the nicu patients because this poor hospital is so full of poor sucky babies with this bad virus:( no worries they are in good hands


No worries another post soon and more pictures of MiniMan and BabyGirl to come:)

Toodles!

Valentine Cards :)

So now that Holidays are all over we can now all breathe a sigh of relief we no longer have to spend weeks budgeting, shopping, wrapping, cooking....(the list goes on forever!)

Now comes my favorite part of a new year; the Not really Real Holidays! You know which ones I am talking about. Valentine's Day, St. Patricks Day, etc. The ones that you can simple throw on a green shirt or send a little red card and that is enough. Heck you really don't have to celebrate in anyway with these little holidays, but why spoil the fun?
Besides with Valentine's Day coming next month can you complain about an excuse to eat boxes of chocolate or give cheesy cards? Better yet! Why not make your own cards?

Go ahead and break out your scrapbook paper, stickers and ribbon and just start cutting hearts and making lovely card designs.

The one I made above is just blue wood looking paper folded in half. I then cut a contrasting floral piece with crazy scissors. Added a little ribbon strip, a pink heart and blue squares you come up with a cute looking card. :)

This one I just designed around the 3D floral sticker I had.

Anyways, with your cute homemade card why not grab some strawberries; melt some chocolate and make chocolate covered strawberries. It makes a great gift for any loved one. :)

Anywhoalls, Until another Day

Toodles :)

Palmolive Fresh Infusions

Well I have only had the last few days to try out my Palmolive Fresh Infusion dish soap which I recieved from Influenster. If don't know what Influenster is, there is a link at the bottom of this post for you to check it out. I must say, I love the Lime Basil scent.

At first, I thought it would be my least favorite and the Gensing White Tea would be my favorite, but it actually reversed. The green bottle is my most favorite.

The White Tea is the pink bottle, The Green is my favorite and the Yellow is lemon scent.

A big bonus for me is that my hands don't break out to this soap. I have pretty sensitive skin so dish soap really had to be gentle on the skin for me to use it. I have so far only done three loads of dishes since getting the soap, but I love it already. :)

http://www.influenster.com/

The Night!...*insert epic music*...Baby #2 came!!!

So Saturday, at 1 in the morning, I was throwing up. (I know. A lovely starter to a blog post.) I had caught that tummy flu bug that had been going around this holiday season. So achy, nauseous and to top it off ready to pop any day, I was miserable!
And then when a decent hour in the morning came, while I was throwing up even more, my poor baby girl woke up with puke all over herself and crying. And to make it worse, my husband has this bug the other day, but he just got a head ache and little tummy ache....*grumble grumble* NOT FAIR! But wonderfully he took the day off to take care of us. ( LOVE YOU HUBBY MAN!!!)

Well by night fall, I was still feeling like gum stuck to a stinky shoe, but good news was was that Baby Girl was feeling much better. By 10 o'clock I was feeling much better myself. Sore and achy from hacking up all day and being pregnant, but I was honestly feeling much better.
Now let me tell you, here I was feeling much better, good enough to feel like I was going to get a decent night's sleep and low and behold around midnight I was feeling a bit off again. Not even thirty minutes later I had this horrid thing happen...a contraction!!

Ok ok ok  BREATHE! I told my self. It was just one contraction. It wasn't really anything. Being the good prego lady I did my research and learned you usually have a few contractions here and there a few days before labor. Well, I had just felt one. That didn't mean anything at all it was just one...oh wait was that another one? No it couldn't be. Probably just a charlie horse...well sure enough 10 minutes later I was calling my mom about having 3 contractions each 10 minutes apart. With the good advice of "Call your doctor", I did just that and of course I was told to not wait and come right on in.
I mean here I was just healing up from my puke fest and now I have to go to the hospital in the middle of night! *contraction! OW!* Ok stop complaining and move along!

So I waddle out of bed, Hubby man starts to race around trying to gather everything and all I can think about was trying to find pants (I was in jammy shorts) and where was my daughter's coat. And low and behind my water breaks. Then as I look up at the clock where it was suppose to say 1:13, since my last contraction was at 1:03. (Don't quote me on those times. Those are what I remember. I was told it was much later in the morning.) Well yeah....It didn't say 1 with a pretty number 13 next to it. It had a 0 and an 8. ...That was 5 minutes apart.
So we went from let gather everything in order and makes sure we have everything too "wake-up-the-neighbor-to-help-and-gather-what-we-can" mode because we were not sure if I was about to have the baby right there.
With our wonderful neighbors help, what seemed like forever, went much faster and we were on our way to the hospital. Poor Baby girl was under six layers of blankets because she was wearing nothing but a jammy shirt and diatee and I was under about the same, because I couldn't find my coat and was too stubborn to wait a second longer to have someone fetch it off the bathroom floor were I left because I was still trying to find socks for my feet.

So! You think out little rush would end there...well...not even 5 minutes into our little drive..."Ding" "Ding""Ding" ...what could that little harmless dinging noise possibly mean at this hour of the night?

*the gas light was on*

Oh yes! Very true, we on E and our little gas light came on so sweetly chiming. Taunting me! Our evil car had planned this! It was a conspiracy!!! (Maybe, I was little high on hormones then)

FINE! We stop for gas...and then...Hubby Man forgot his wallet! Luckily I had my purse!

So 20 minutes at the pump we were back on the road racing to the hospital. Hubby man was flying down the highway, probably speeding and praying to God there are no cops. I am next to him doing my prego lady duty of *breath* "THIS HURTS" *breathe* "Why didn't we have gas?*breath* "Are we there yet!?!"*breath* "Is Baby girl warm enough!?!" *breathe*

So finally after what seemed like forever and my poor Hubby's ears chewed off, we arrive at the hospital. Of course, we had to circle the building few times and go through the wrong entrance a few more before we actually found the entrance where we were suppose to enter. Once inside I was whisked away to warm and comfy room, with Hubby and Baby Girl right behind.
Once settled in I thought, here there was all this drama and I am probably going to be here a few more hours.

Beside I was told I was only dilated to 5, no wait it was moved to 6...

I thought then I should probably call my mom again, not sure if I called her again about arriving at the hospital or not. So Hubby or I, not sure which, gave her a call.

Oh look I was told I was at 7 now and the 8.

Yep around here things get pretty hazy. I asked for some nice drugs, because the pain got pretty bad, even after Hubby tried all the back massages.

After all this, I remember mom racing to the hospital, the nurse telling me not to push and I wanting to push and my doctor racing in.

So yeah within minutes this little guy popped right. :P

We thought he was kinda cute and decided to keep him. :)


More updates from the organic poptart to come. :)

Toodles!