A Real ADVENTURE!

Happy Thursday blog world I thought I would share with you my little adventure from last night. I had to work till close with two of my co-workers so I volunteered to go start everyones cars so they would be nice and warm. I come back in we close up shop and start to head out... then neither of my co workers cars will open. They are sitting parked in the lot running and we are standing outside freezing our asses off. we are trying everything we can thing of looking like fools. So we decide to drive to one of the girls houses who lives close and get her spare set and the other girl has her brother bring her spare set. We get back and the key does nothing. again we are standing outside in the cold looking like dumb asses. The brother arrives and we get one car open. Okay 2 down one to go. So the damn Ford is the only thing standing between me (Did I mention that I was in a dress?) and the warmth of home. We try the trunk again, please open please open, and with a little persuasion it pops. Yes! So I slide right in that sucker trying to figure out hope to lay the seats down and praying that my co workers don't find this the perfect time to play a joke on me and lock me in the trunk. I my pushing and pulling kicking and scrapping and finally I find the latch. YES! I hit the latch lay down both seats and finally we are free. I a outta there like a bat outta hell and ready to get home to my warm bed and I think to myself is this how Cat woman felt after a long fight? Tired and ready to get outta the cold.

LOVE/HATE

I usually love, love, love the holidays all the way up until the planning comes. Every year I get so excited for Christmas and spending time with all my loved ones and then it comes time to split time up and my stress levels go through the roof. I hate splitting time; I wish I could just clone myself for two days and be able to experience it all and then my clone self join back together Christmas night so I can dwell on all my fond memories. I love all my family so much and I never want to leave no matter where we are yet I am always forced to tear myself away. I can understand why people loose the holiday spirit because when you start putting times constraints on quality time and watching the clock feeling the pressure that you have to rush you loose the holiday spirit. Each holiday experience offers its own unique joys though so I could never miss one. It makes me sad as the holidays draw closer that this is what the holidays become. Any thoughts or solutions??

SLUDGE...

So this is the down low on sludge, I am sure by the end of this I will regret having my name in the title of my blog. Sludge is what we in the know have named tarish nasty wipe 15 times and still feel dirty poop. Its so gross you feel that like you should probably shower after but you would still feel dirty. Now there are ways to know you will probably have a sludge:
1. Eating a lot of popcorn.
2. Eating Mexican food with a lot of beans.
3. Eating a lot of dairy products.
Now these are just a items that bring on the sludge in in me. I have decided that if I could magically have cottonelle moist wipes delivered whenever sludge happens I would be eternally grateful to the powers that be. So to every person out there beware of when sludge hits!

For the love of artichokes!

Hello blog world I am back.... Coming at you with love in my heart and yummy food in my tummy. Yesterday was one of the best Thanksgiving I have had in a very long time. All the food was so yummy and I love my family and spending time with them. I sometimes think I am the luckiest girl when it comes to family because we are all a priority to each other. One thing we all have in common is the deep and undying love for artichoke hearts mmmmm. They are so good in pasta or dip, or just dredged in flour and fried. Artichoke hearts are to the Squires family as shrimp were to Bubba's family on Forest Gump. So here is one of my holiday suggestions to all of you out there: explore the world of artichokes they are amazing and full of flavor and really bring something different to your next holiday dish.

Sorry for the failures to post recently I just have not been feeling the fire I guess. But now the fire is back and I am hoping it will be staying with me... So here it goes. Two nights ago I was watching TV with my husband I three times I say that I could go to Walmart at midnight and get "Call of Duty" as soon as its released and this just aggravated the shit outta me. There are many things that I do not like about Walmart to begin with but this just pushed me over the edge. How can the powers that be in the Walmart corporation say its ok to go out and kill people, citizens, other troops, ect? This is ok to sell to young kids however letting them hear shit, fuck, and bitch is crossing the proverbial line? When did we reach this point that killing was acceptable to practice in our living rooms the same as guitar hero while simple free speech is being limited and censored? Do I agree that all children should be exposed to cursing? I don't know I guess that is for a parent to decide. But if you ask any decent American parent if they would want their child exposed to murder the answer would be no. So I wonder where things are heading when it comes to leadership, social influences, and when will parents notice what their kids are "playing?" I am open for argument on this one if anyone has any feedback but I just do not understand....

Holiday cheer!

Happy Thursday from the now Mrs. Pia Parrott....please stop laughing. Anyways now that the wedding is over I am feeling all the holiday cheer in the world! I got Baylee about 6 Christmas shirts and put her in one today. I just LOVE LOVE LOVE Christmas and I hope to share that love with my daughter so she has some of the same amazing memories I am so lucky to have. So I just wanted to say that I hope everyone appreciates the "reason for the season" and spends a little extra time with family and loved ones in the coming months!

I think its happened I have become a mom

Today I took a break only so I could go to the dollar store and get my 2 year old daughter a fake baby bottle for her Baby Go-Go. (She named her) She was trying to use Brandon's mini glass cleaner for a bottle but I a have a suspicion that she would put that in her own mouth so I nixed that pretty quick! However I remember when I was pre-child I would think women who I worked with were crazy for getting their kids every little thing they wanted however I do it all the time. If she isn't hurting someone else or herself then what does it matter. Is this how spoiled rich kids are raised? Today I only spent $1.50, no big deal but in 4 years when she is in grade school will I be running out to get a new shirt that she wants for $45? I wonder sometimes where I will draw the line or if I will be able to. I have no doubt Brandon will know where the line is but what if I avoid telling him just because I know he will say no. I can totally see myself doing that. So I am taking comments am I normal or am I going to turn my perfect little angel into a spoiled brat that thinks everything should be handed to her. Could you say no to that face?