The Wonderful World of Christie...Diary From The Quest For Sexy..
Just another fun fun fun conversation with my hubby. He loves me. He's a man. There's some TMI language, but if you read me, then you know how the words just flow from the fingers.
"Hunny, I need you to do something today. GO on VS (Victoria's Secret) and order something," He said with a sexy little wink. LOL.
"Ok, but does it have to be sexy or can it be comfy?" I asked, without any coffee and holding the peanut butter knife while listening to the dogs gobble up their food. It was quite the sexy moment.
Gotta love him. :) I'll take a look, but my ass is so not thong or semi thong worthy, in my opinion. LOL. I've got the boobs, though. Oh and PS, when did it become standard to put padding in bras? D cups do not need paddingk I'm done.
Happy Friday Friends and Lurkers. Comment and I'll follow you!
Find a little PEACE today and embrace your sexy. Sexy does not mean perfect. I'll tell myself that today when I'm ordering the hubby's requested item. :)
XOXO
Xty
Friday, January 27, 2012
Thursday, January 26, 2012
A Little Bit Crazy
Wonderful World of Christie's...Diary Of Some Crazy,
Chelsea Handler is my favorite! I've read her books, I've listened to her books, and if you want a never ending laugh then pick up any of them. Her new show makes my night, well not my night, but my Thursday morning without kids and with coffee time, after my Sexy Matty Lauer time.
"Where did you get that Forever 39.".. New Waitress in slutty t-shirt to prudish and breast feeding Sloan. (Natasha Legger, Are you there Chelsea?)
" I am breast feeding. Where did you get that, in the stripper section of Abercrombie and Bitch?"...Sloane. (Chelsea..Are you there Chelsea)
After waking up to my coffee brewed all over my counter and not any in the pot, because it leaked to a clogged brewing spout, I was ready for a nap already! After cleaning up the mess, making lunches, breakfasts, getting the kids all ready, I was overjoyed with my whining and crying daughter. Oh, what fun to listen to my child cry for 20 minutes, because she wanted to STAY HOME! Oh give me a break. That was the last thing I needed. I wasn't functioning. I gave in and told her to go her room and to bed. I couldn't deal with her. Needless to say she stayed home. I was done and it wasn't even 8:30.
Am I bitching? Yes, I am bitching. I realized I wasn't functioning and handling the morning very well and it hit me as I went for a cup of freshly brewed coffee. I grabbed my coffee and glanced down at my Starbucks bag. Wait for it....Wait for it.....IT WAS DECAF! The new packaging makes it almost impossible to make a distinction between regular and decaf!
Note to Starbucks, PLEASE FIX YOUR PACKAGING! It's not working for me!
On that note I will say TTFN. I'm off to watch House Hunters International and decompress. Dinner is over. Migraine meds worked. I am taking a Klonopin and seriously tuning out everyone.
XOXO,
Xty
Chelsea Handler is my favorite! I've read her books, I've listened to her books, and if you want a never ending laugh then pick up any of them. Her new show makes my night, well not my night, but my Thursday morning without kids and with coffee time, after my Sexy Matty Lauer time.
"Where did you get that Forever 39.".. New Waitress in slutty t-shirt to prudish and breast feeding Sloan. (Natasha Legger, Are you there Chelsea?)
" I am breast feeding. Where did you get that, in the stripper section of Abercrombie and Bitch?"...Sloane. (Chelsea..Are you there Chelsea)
After waking up to my coffee brewed all over my counter and not any in the pot, because it leaked to a clogged brewing spout, I was ready for a nap already! After cleaning up the mess, making lunches, breakfasts, getting the kids all ready, I was overjoyed with my whining and crying daughter. Oh, what fun to listen to my child cry for 20 minutes, because she wanted to STAY HOME! Oh give me a break. That was the last thing I needed. I wasn't functioning. I gave in and told her to go her room and to bed. I couldn't deal with her. Needless to say she stayed home. I was done and it wasn't even 8:30.
Am I bitching? Yes, I am bitching. I realized I wasn't functioning and handling the morning very well and it hit me as I went for a cup of freshly brewed coffee. I grabbed my coffee and glanced down at my Starbucks bag. Wait for it....Wait for it.....IT WAS DECAF! The new packaging makes it almost impossible to make a distinction between regular and decaf!
Note to Starbucks, PLEASE FIX YOUR PACKAGING! It's not working for me!
On that note I will say TTFN. I'm off to watch House Hunters International and decompress. Dinner is over. Migraine meds worked. I am taking a Klonopin and seriously tuning out everyone.
XOXO,
Xty
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Suck it up and Wait!
Wonderful World of Christie's..Diary From Here We Go Again,
Another move is upon us with the Marine Corps. It's inevitable that every 3 years we are going to move. Timing of this move couldn't be worse, though. I have to move my daughter at the end of her Junior and beginning of her Senior year of high school. Hard? Yes. Fair? No. I did it at her age and know the havoc it wrecks on the academic and social structure of the child.
My middle daughter is in Middle School. Talk about crap. She gets to begin 8th grade in a new school and I couldn't imagine anything more difficult at that age. My goal is to get us into a neighborhood with kids and kids in her age group! She needs someone people to, at least attend school with on the bus or share lunch with during the day. Sigh.
My son will go with the flow. He is still young enough to just make friends everywhere! I'm not writing off his potential anxiety, but I do see a little more ease in that situation.
The bright spot is that when we move we will move somewhere we have been before. I am the one that must get over the anxiety and potential heartbreak of where we may end up, if it's not where I want move! Happiness is where you find it! I have that sign in my kitchen. It's time for me to suck it up once again and wait! Ugh.
XOXO
Until we meet again.
Another move is upon us with the Marine Corps. It's inevitable that every 3 years we are going to move. Timing of this move couldn't be worse, though. I have to move my daughter at the end of her Junior and beginning of her Senior year of high school. Hard? Yes. Fair? No. I did it at her age and know the havoc it wrecks on the academic and social structure of the child.
My middle daughter is in Middle School. Talk about crap. She gets to begin 8th grade in a new school and I couldn't imagine anything more difficult at that age. My goal is to get us into a neighborhood with kids and kids in her age group! She needs someone people to, at least attend school with on the bus or share lunch with during the day. Sigh.
My son will go with the flow. He is still young enough to just make friends everywhere! I'm not writing off his potential anxiety, but I do see a little more ease in that situation.
The bright spot is that when we move we will move somewhere we have been before. I am the one that must get over the anxiety and potential heartbreak of where we may end up, if it's not where I want move! Happiness is where you find it! I have that sign in my kitchen. It's time for me to suck it up once again and wait! Ugh.
XOXO
Until we meet again.
Saturday, January 7, 2012
Sparkle Sparkle Where Did You Go?
Wonderful World of Christie's..Diary From The Less Sparkly,
The dazzle isn't here. The coffee has run dry. Spirit fingers are hiding in the webs of these fingers that are just the extension of my unspoken life. What the fuck. Sometimes days are just dull and maybe that's why I left the Christmas tree up for a few extra days this year. I loved the sparkle of the lights brightening up the otherwise dullness of my little realm.
The dazzle isn't here. The coffee has run dry. Spirit fingers are hiding in the webs of these fingers that are just the extension of my unspoken life. What the fuck. Sometimes days are just dull and maybe that's why I left the Christmas tree up for a few extra days this year. I loved the sparkle of the lights brightening up the otherwise dullness of my little realm.
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
Dixie Chicks - Not Ready To Make Nice
This is my favorite video right now. I watched the disgusting interview Chris Wallace had with Santorum. It brought me back to this. A trio of women villified and threatened during the war and their views. Then there's Santorum skating by with a vile attack on gay men in the military. Video will be to follow. Call this Man out! Dixie Checks need to come back out and sing it!
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