Trifecta Friday

I wish Trifecta Friday meant us hopping on the local Allegiant plane back to lovely Las Vegas. For Ever. (and to those of you who thought we went to vegas????? hellz no, this was last summer. le sigh)

Trifecta days are always wonderful. Today we went to the Serendipitea House on Montrose for lunch & tea. And scones & cream! MMMMM! (Good thing I went to the gym this morning....did I tell you? Ms. Cupcake & I joined a new gym...I LOVE it there...)

We went to R & R,, Quilt Essentials, Fanny's and of course our Trifecta fave, Homesense!

I totally look forward to Trifecta days...bliss. Love you my Trifectesses

**IMPORTANT** For Women's Health

Do you have feelings of inadequacy? Y/N

Do you suffer from shyness? Y/N

Do you sometimes wish you were more assertive? Y/N

If you answered yes to any of these questions, ask your doctor or pharmacist about Margaritas.

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You will notice the benefits of Margaritas almost immediately and with a regimen of regular doses you can overcome any obstacles that prevent you from living the life you want to live.

Shyness and awkwardness will be a thing of the past and you will discover many talents you never knew you had.

Stop hiding and start living, with Margaritas.

Margaritas may not be right for everyone. Women who are pregnant or nursing should not use Margaritas.

However, women who wouldn't mind nursing or becoming pregnant are encouraged to try it.

Side effects may include:- Dizziness- Nausea- Vomiting- Incarceration- Erotic lustfulness- Loss of motor control- Loss of clothing- Loss of money- Loss of virginity- Table dancing- Headache- Dehydration- Dry mouth- And a desire to sing Karaoke

WARNINGS:-

The consumption of Margaritas may make you think you are whispering when you are not.

The consumption of Margaritas may cause you to tell your friends over and over again that you love them.

The consumption of Margaritas may cause you to think you can sing.

The consumption of Margaritas may make you think you can logically converse with members of the opposite sex without spitting.

*Please share this with other women who may need Margaritas.*
(a borrowed post..many thanks to My Sweet Savannah)

I think this is ADORABLE! Pinky Swear!

From a 1950's high school home economics textbook, teaching girls how to prepare for married life.



1. Have dinner ready: Plan ahead, even the night before, to have a delicious meal on time. This is a way of letting him know that you have been thinking about him, and are concerned about his needs. Most men are hungry when they come home and the prospects of a good meal are part of the warm welcome needed.

2. Prepare yourself: Take 15 minutes to rest so you will be refreshed when he arrives. Touch up your make-up, put a ribbon in your hair and be fresh looking. He has just been with a lot of work- weary people. Be a little gay and a little more interesting. His boring day may need a lift.



3. Clear away the clutter. Make one last trip through the main part of the house just before your husband arrives, gathering up school books, toys, paper, etc. Then run a dust cloth over the tables. Your husband will feel he has reached a haven of rest and order, and it will give you a lift, too.

4. Prepare the children: Take a few minutes to wash the children's hands and faces if they are small, comb their hair, and if necessary, change their clothes. They are little treasures and he would like to see them playing the part.

5. Minimize the noise: At the time of his arrival, eliminate all noise of washer, dryer, dishwasher or vacuum. Try to encourage the children to be quiet. Be happy to see him. Greet him with a warm smile and be glad to see him.

6. Things to avoid: Don't greet him with problems or complaints. Don't complain if he's late for dinner. Count this as minor compared with what he might have gone through that day.

7. Make him comfortable: Have him lean back in a comfortable chair or suggest he lie down in the bedroom. Have a cool or warm drink ready for him. Arrange his pillow and offer to take off his shoes. Speak in a low, soft, soothing and pleasant voice. Allow him to relax and unwind.

8. Listen to him: You may have a dozen things to tell him, but the moment of his arrival is not the time. Let him talk first.

9. Make the evening his: Never complain if he does not take you out to dinner or to other places of entertainment; instead, try to understand his world of strain and pressure, his need to be home and relax.

10. The goal: Try to make your home a place of peace and order where your husband can relax.

The Big Secret

a MUST read...

http://www.alreadypretty.com/2010/04/big-secret.html


everything happens for a reason. love, ROCKETGIRL. xo

can we continually blame eve?

whether you have biblical tendencies or not, i'm sure you all know the story of adam & eve. the long & short of it, as i remember, is adam, being the proverbial-as-we-know-it-today-male, tempted the dimwitted female, eve, into doing something she shouldn't have. and the repercussions were a lifetime of "suffering" and i use the term loosely.

i think that we as women, really have been suffering...and again...term used loosely. i can't speak for generations past, i can only assume, but women, just look at what is on our plates on a continual & daily basis. we have jobs, children, spouses, family dynamics, social issues, financial issues, insecurities, household planning, physical & mental responsibilities not only to ourselves, but to our loved ones & others around us. i find the ones that seemingly "suffer" are...well...us. we cater willingly, and yes sometimes unwillingly, we don't do enough for ourselves, we worry & we carry far too much on our shoulders simply because it is bred in us. i think that very well may be one of the things that make us so amazing! the ability to "do it all"! but wait, we can't do it all. and when we realize that we can't, we are left feeling low, blue, inadequate, we build walls, shut people out, pile our guilt, worries & sadness higher and higher upon our already weary shoulders. don't worry if that glory pile falls, for you can cover it with blame, a big giant blanket of blame to make you feel better.

which brings me back to eve. i could blame her for falling into temptation so long ago, thus leaving me to "suffer" for life. i could blame her for my crappy day today, for my lack of self control (there may or may not have been a bigmac involved), for my "short" words to my wee son, my tone of voice directed at my husband and the cold shoulder to the innocents in the parking lot. i could blame just about anyone to justify my poor me attitude. OR, as i sit here on night shift and feel sorry for myself & mostly pissed off that i just want happiness & light in my life, i realize i just have to take control. i can HAVE that happiness & light. i can't go on blaming "eve" no more than i can blame anyone else. putting on my big girl panties as of now. ok, it may be 0200h, but it's not delirious time yet so you know i speak coherently.

today, i am. i am what? i don't know yet, but i challenge you, as i challenge myself, to turn it all around. i want to to know what your "i am" phrase is today, the one that is going to get you thru the day and make you feel good about yourself and feel empowered. don't roll your eyes at me. do it. don't blame anyone but yourself. find something good for you! me, i'm tired of the i feel miserable , oh i feel good roller coaster i am always on, and my shoulders are beyond tired of carrying so much. today, i am changing my outlook.

everything happens for a reason. love, ROCKETGIRL. xo

transference

so mrs c has the birthday, and i exhibit the signs of old age. i'm thinking...that ain't right!
ok ok, so like the true hypochondriac i am i trucked myself into emerg yesterday cuz i was having chest pain. but, i really truly was. i couldn't breathe, pain, pain, pain, some lab work, an ekg and a chest xray later and nothing. chest pain is better today...breathing is better, still big bad pain to my back...so weird. like i have time for that. but i figured, given the physical nature of our job i better take a sick day today.

well what a good day for that! it is mrs c's bday today (wheeee) so we shopped at Fields (what???? i know), we went for bday pedicures, yummy sushi, went to Roses & Rutabagas (sigh) and fabric shopping. i could very well have pushed it a little, i'm sore and exhausted but what a lovely day.

i'm in my jammies.painkillers on board. just ordered my sewing machine (YESSSSSSSS), listening to jukebox oldies on ch419. catching up on all you bloggers out there.

i want a blizzard. the dq kind.

everything happens for a reason. love, ROCKETGIRL. xo

oh gosh, what a nice evening

a nice evening indeed!

see, a couple of years ago i met a girl at work, we'll call her Mrs Cupcake, & we hit it off. thru Mrs C, i met Buckshee aka Brokeshopaholic as well as a few of Mrs C's old gal pals. and you know, the bunch of us all get along like it ain't no thing! we've done some traveling, some wedding-ing , some very fast driving, and we got together tonight at Mrs C's Casa for a catch-up-get-together-potluck -dinner/birthday thingee for Mrs C. so nice to chill with wine, coffee, good food & laughs with the ladies + and the occasional quip from Mr C. we've got a baby on the way! & i finally got to oogle the lovely belly. you know what really amuses me though? when we all sit around and talk shop (gross gross nursey stuff) i just love the look on Em's face!

tonight i am thankful for good friends.

everything happens for a reason. love, ROCKETGIRL. xo

list of rather immediate wants

1. a vacation. warm & sandy, windy & sandy, not fussy.
2. the renos to be completed. i will even settle for re-started.
3. this AMAZING weather to continue.
4. peace in my head :)
5. the source yogurt commercial to go away.
6. a super duper fun weekend
a) 2nd wedding anniv.
b) steve is done school!
7. a shift tonight or tomorrow (to fund the list)
8. pedi/mani/massage/new hair
9. a new book. suggestions?
10. more cowbell! um, i mean coffee.


much love, ROCKETGIRL

playing with picnik

bored. exhausted. gettin too old for this workin bizness! ;) long days, long recovery. can i just say....why the hell did it take me 6 months to get back to yoga. eff ya! to unison yoga. if you get a chance, go take a class with wendy...just get to yoga. so peaceful & transforming.

my ass is firmly planted on the couch for the night. gots me some AI and.....my Gordon is back! Kitchen Nightmares baybeeee! yeeeah! the boys are safe & sound in their bedroom, the doggy is asleep, the green tea is a'flowin and the hubby is, well, home. and still getting used to that...loving it more & more each day.
tlc is gettin back on the bandwagon here after a much needed break...i'm happy bout that. having said all that, don't think i wouldn't get on a plane ASAP with the Trifecta for a vacay....sigh.

love, ROCKETGIRL xoxo

i think i can, i think i can

woooooooooowooooooooooooot! (you knew that was a train yes?)

2 days down, 2 to go. 2 of them were with my baby mama,
the next 2 are with buckshee. oy, bootcamp falls between the last 2 shifts.
hurry days off! hurry!

love, ROCKETGIRL xo

damn you Eve!

it's all her fault, she fell to Adam's charms in the garden, and now look....

ok, that could be a BIT over the top. having said that, wtf....why must we women suffer so?
night sweats? more like night drenches....i am FAR too young for this...i swear after 2 or 3 nights like that my electrolytes are WAAAAAY out of whack....does that explain the nausea & dizziness?

meh. i had to run to michaels craft store....oy! i am so glad i am finished all my Xmas stuff for the year....ppl are CRANKY! and mean! and bitchy! it's all elbows out, every man, woman & child for themselves....

TLC is about to deliver their very first cake, order #2...so exciting...so nerve wracking...i feel like buddy on cake boss...my tummy is in knots over the transfer....i will be PISSSSSSED if the transfer does not go well....pleeeeeeeease please don't let me screw up the transfer! planning out the flattest, un-bumpiest route...

is it nap time yet??

d.xo

stop, drop & roll!

guess what i did today. got up. took boy 1 to school. came home. took boy 2 to school. came home. ate 4 more pillsbury halloween cookies. went to bed.

so it's noon thirty-ish. time for a shower i guess. go get a coffee. go get boy 1, go get boy 2. drink some more coffee. tidy the house. make dinner. wait for steven. bed. sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.

for all you sports fans out there, it's philly vs the angels or the yankees in the WS. i'm ok with philly & the angels. not those dirty rotten oughtta be tossed out of the mlb new york yankees. except you johnny damon. you bring your hot little ass to my house, get in line behind Daniel Goddard & Taylor Lautner. Oh hell, who's in for a dawn sandwich!

i had the strangest dream during my morning nap. it was about MCBabyC. no lie. she was in a teal green, off the shoulder super ruffly ball gown, we were trying to find the right escalator in Guildford Mall (but it wasn't really Guildford...you know how that goes) the escalators went all which way, all of a sudden the escalator stairs went flat while we were on them. i knew she was talented but she got down, arms straight up over her head like a pencil and rolled all the way down the rest of the stairs and into a bank. Unscathed. WOW.

and that is why you don't eat handfuls of pillsbury cookies prior to napping.

Vegas 2009

Well, we survived. 5 nurses on the loose in Las Vegas. A great time had by all. I did the things that I personally set out to do...lay in the sun, eat (& eat & eat), shop...a severe lack of sleep still wears on me today, but was well worth it.

I was introduced to the Cheesecake Factory, Pandora, Dooney & Bourke. I finally got my Coach bag. The Lion King Production was fantastic. One of our nights out, which ended at 0500h, was a fun-filled night of the Ghost Bar, The Moon Bar, which are both high-rise, patio style nightclubs, The Playboy Club and much drinking. And I know why I don't do that often. Far too old for that kind of debauchery. But I do miss Szechuan.

Vegas 2009 Bitches.

xo

24 hours til we get on a plane!