Some of you who follow me on the twitta may remember when I tweeted this picture about a month ago:
May 142012
May 042012
Do you ever get cold feet? Literally?
Sadly, the state of my tootsies has become a major issue for me lately. It all started a few months ago when I got put on meds for high blood pressure, which I am positive are causing my BP to run really low these days. I was always the type of person that ran hot, but ever since I started those pills, I am cold all the damn time. My poor tootsies get so cold that when they do finally thaw out, they sting like a son of a biscuit. Oh, and that’s not to mention that my frozen feet have been keeping me from falling asleep at night.
But after about two months of suffering…..and I do mean suffering, I have finally found the solution. My husband, Chris.
What I do is wait for him to roll over on his side that faces away from me and as soon as he does, I quickly stick my feet in the bend of his legs behind his knees. It’s SO nice and warm in there and it’s almost like that spot was made especially for thawing out my tootsies. Continue reading »
Apr 092012
Over the weekend, my hubby, Chris, and I were looking for something to do, so we decided to go for a walk. We usually hit up Massasoit State park in Taunton, MA, but this time we were feeling adventurous, so we decided to go walk at Pratt Farm, which is right in our own town. If that name sounds familiar, you may remember me telling you last month about my encounter with a creepy guy at the same place that had me scared shitless. But since Chris was going with me, I figured it would be all good.
Not so much.
Mar 262012
Last week, Chris told me that he planned a surprise date for us. Because I am an awful nag, I got it out of him and was super excited when he told me that we were going to the shooting range. I haven’t shot a gun in several years and even though he’s in the military, he had never shot a hand gun (he usually shoots with the big guns…think M-16).
Because of the fact that Chris has never shot a hand gun, and since it’s been a while for me, we took a beginners class. The instructor taught us basic gun safety, showed us how to load the guns, how to stand correctly and how to aim properly. I’m right handed, but left eye dominant, so I have to turn my head to the right in order to get anywhere near the target.
Mar 222012
On Monday night, my husband, Chris and I put the kids to bed and then sat down on the couch to watch something that came in from Netflix. It was about 8 pm when all of the sudden my four year old called me. He had already been in bed for close to an hour and I was surprised that he was still up. I asked him what he needed and he asked me when Chris & I were going to bed. My response was “in a little while” and then I told him to go to sleep because it was late. A little while later he calls for Chris, so Chris goes into his room and tells him the same thing that I did. About a half hour later the same exact thing happens.
I have no idea what he was doing awake so late (he normally goes to bed at 7 pm), but around 9 pm he calls me again. He still wanted to know when we were going to bed. I told him that Chris was already in bed and that I was going in a minute. Chris wasn’t in bed, but I thought that if I told the little guy he was, it would put his mind at ease and he’d finally go to sleep.
Mar 152012
Specifically inside my basement. Yup, there is a live reptile slithering around inside my house right this very moment.
It all started on Tuesday afternoon. It was about 3:20 pm and since I had a few minutes before the bus was due to arrive with my seven year old, I went down to the basement to do some laundry. The washer and dryer are against the back wall, so I have to walk across the basement to get to them. I was about half way there and something “stringy” caught my eye.
Mar 062012
The other day, Chris, my handsome husband, sent me a text with an image of “I (heart) RSR” (that’s me) carved into the side of a tree. He was out with the boys while I was stuck home working and apparently he was feeling kind of mushy. Isn’t that sweet?
Along with the image, he typed in “Aw”. I responded with an even bigger “awwwwww” (with six w’s), but look at what it auto-corrected to:
Feb 272012
Hi there Masshole Mommy readers, I’m her husband Chris and I’m taking over for her today. I am here to talk about the “real” American Idol since MHM is one of those “believers in American Idol”. She still believes in the tooth fairy, so it is understandable, but I am here to tell you that American Idol is 1000% fake. Here are my top ten things that will get you on American Idol and not one of them is having a good voice.
1. You have to be able to cry on command (in front of the judges, on camera or back stage). You will not make it past Hollywood week if you have not cried at least once.
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Jan 272012
I’m a relatively light sleeper. I have a hard time falling asleep if there is a lot of background noise, which is exactly why I sleep with a fan every night. The hum of my fan helps to block out a lot of the noises that would normally keep me awake. Noises like my husbands snoring, the tv being on or rain. Well, ok, that’s a lie – all of those things would totally keep me from ever falling asleep, but the fan does drown out the noise – a little. My problem is that I have super sensitive hearing and pick up on background noises that most other people don’t hear. And unfortunately for me, sometimes there are noises in which I have no control over and they’ve been known to drive me almost to the brink of insanity.
Jan 262012
I’m not the mushy, romantic type. It’s just not my thing. Don’t get me wrong, though, I do have my moments and rarely occasionally I like to be swept off my feet by my handsome husband, Chris (although I don’t have those moments very often). Sometimes he will say something to me like “you’re so beautiful” or “I can’t wait to grow old with you” and do you want to know my standard response? ”Barf.” It’s just the way I am and anyone that knows me in real life can verify it.
Jan 182012
Got your attention, huh? Here’s what happened:
Last Friday night, my boys were with their dad, so since Chris and I had a (much deserved) night off, we stayed up late catching up on the shows we had on the DVR. When it was time for bed, Chris went into the bathroom to brush his teeth first and then he went upstairs to the bedroom. A few minutes afterwards, I went in to brush my teeth and saw something that I need to question Chris about. It was something I’d seen before and frankly, I was just tired of letting it go. I brushed my teeth and went upstairs to confront him and the conversation went something like this:
Jan 112012
Remember yesterday how I told you about our adventure at 5-Wits Espionage, the role playing spy game? What I didn’t tell you was that no one else was there at the time Chris and I arrived, so we got to play the game by ourselves. If other people had shown up, they would have been part our group and played along with us, but since it was just the two of us, the tour guide asked us our names. My husband, Chris, immediately blurts out “Ken” and simultaneously say “Kelly”. So, there we were – Ken and Kelly.
Jan 092012
Saturday night, the handsome guy that I’m married to took me to the Outback for dinner. Honestly, he hates it there, but he knows that I really like it, so he takes me there every now and then – and that’s why I keep him around.
Anyway, since it was a Saturday night, the place was pretty busy. We did the call ahead seating, so we didn’t have to wait long, however some people weren’t as smart as we were and had to wait nearly an hour to get seated. Luckily for the suckers people who were waiting, we’ve been having some unseasonably warm weather here in Massachusetts and it was almost 60 degrees that night, so waiting outside was very tolerable. Despite the heat wave, there were quite a few people that chose to wait inside in the lobby and/or at the bar.
Jan 022012
On New Year’s Eve, Chris and I headed to Mohegan Sun casino down in Connecticut for the night. Normally, we’re pretty lame and just stay in, but for Christmas I had gotten Chris tickets to see Kevin Hart (a very funny comedian) that night, so off we went. Sadly, we didn’t win big – or at all, but between the show, a great dinner and some awesomesauce people watching, we ended up having a really fun night.
As we were walking around, Chris suggested that we should grab coffee before driving home later that night. The casino is about 90 minutes away from home, so we thought the coffee would help keep us awake for the ride. We had walked past a Starbucks, but since I’d rather drink sewer water than try to gag down a Starbucks coffee (was that a collective gasp I just heard??), I had said to Chris that maybe we can just split a Coke instead.
Dec 132011
I can’t believe that I’ve lived in this area for my entire life, but just went to the Medieval Manor in Boston for the first time this past weekend. It’s an interactive dinner and show set in the dark ages and it was a fricken blast. Throughout the night we were entertained by the King, the Minstrel, the Jester, an Oaf and a few Wenches who all put on quite a show filled with jokes and music. All of the performers (minus the king) were also the servers, so they had double duty. But since we were doing things dark ages style, meaning we had to eat all our food with our hands, the performers were able to just drop our food and go. I guess they didn’t have forks back then.
Dec 092011
If there’s one question that I get asked more than any other, it’s “How did you meet your husband, Chris”?
Let me give you a little backstory first, though.
I had my second son on August 16, 2007 and he was delivered by c-section. I had several complications from the surgery and thanks to a visiting nurse who came to my house daily and a second surgical procedure, I was finally back to my old self about thirteen weeks after I had my son. Thirteen weeks!! It was a very long recovery and my ex-husband was such a douche anything but supportive and helpful during the time I was out of commission. Within a week or two of getting back on my feet, my husband left. Like as in moved out. We both mutually agreed that it wasn’t working out with us and it was for the best that we each go our seperate ways. That was in November of 2007.
Dec 052011
Have you actually tried a chestnut that was roasted over an open fire? I did – and after I gagged over it for about 30 seconds or so, I spit it out. It was so bad that I couldn’t even bring myself to swallow it. And trust me, I’ve swallowed plenty of foul things over the course of my life. I can’t put my finger on whether it was the taste or the texture that grossed me out more and since my husbands experience with one wasn’t much better, I know it wasn’t just me.
Wondering why I was even eating a roasted chestnut? You know you are.
Nov 232011
The man I married is a far better husband than I am a wife.
It’s a fact and even though he will stand in front of anyone and deny it – it’s true.
He’s the type of man that will see something around the house that needs to be done -and he’ll just do it. No questions asked. I am the type of person that sees something around the house that needs to be done and I go in the other room and ignore it.
Oct 182011
Shortly after I started dating Chris (my husband), he took me out to eat at The Outback Steakhouse. It’s one of my favorite places to eat and since he had never been, we decided to go there one night. I don’t remember what he got, but coincidentially he ended up getting some sort of weird rash/allergic reaction the following day, which of course – he blamed on The Outback. For the record, as convinced as he is that the food he ate was to blame, I am equally convinced that he’s full of bologna. It wasn’t until recently that I finally convinced him to go back there with me and low & behold – he was just fine.
So anyways, I’m working on getting him to take me back again soon and in the process we got to talking about some other things he will never do with me. I’m talking things that no matter what I said or did, would never convince him to do them with me.
Oct 102011
One year ago today (on 10/10/10) I got hitched in Vegas to one of the most amazing men I’ve ever met, my husband Christian. In some ways it feels like I’ve known Chris forever, but in other ways this whole thing still feels brand new and I’m looking forward to many, many more years with him.
Today I wanted to share a couple of never before seen photos from my special day: