What I want for Mother's Day

     I have NEVER had a good Mother's Day. It's just a crappy day for me. It just reminds me that my Mom isn't here to celebrate with. And makes me miss her so much more. I know what I want but no one seems to get my subtle hints. So I'm making my list for next year in hopes that the Children and the husband will get the point.

1: I want to sleep uninterrupted for however long I wish. I don't give a fuck if I have been in bed for 12 hours. Leave me alone!

2: I want a day where I don't hear Mom every 5 seconds. In face I don't want to hear it at all. If you want me, just call me George or some shit like that.

3: Booze is always an acceptable gift

4: I know I bitch about how useless they are, but maybe I would like flowers

5: I don't want to worry about cooking or cleaning ALL Day!!!

Feeling a bit stalkerish?

     Is that even a word? Stalkerish.... I might have to look into that. Now this sorta thing takes devotion. I should be making dinner for the kids, or cleaning. But I'm not. I am on a mission, the kids and house can wait. Or eat ice cream for dinner. Whatever. Now I have a mission. I want.. no I need for Danila Kozlovsky to follow me on twitter. Why you ask? Well why the hell not? I could send him wonderful messages then. So my mission is to make this happen... NOW. I'm not a patient lady! So we are making a list as to why he should follow me.....

1: Why not follow me? Isn't it obvious that I am freaking awesome?

2: I don't hold back from anything I want to say

3: I am quite persistent, so you might as well follow me now and save us the time of me doing more stalkerish posts about you. 

4: I am fun!

5: I'm not overly crazy, but then again I suppose this borders on the line of crazyville. So I'm not crazy crazy, I'm like a fun crazy.

6: I am fucking hilarious! 

7: I have an extensive vocabulary. Ok maybe not extensive, but it is colorful.

8: I live in the exciting world of Stay at home mom land, I need something/ someone to entertain me. (Lucky you)

Ok so that is all I could come up with for now, but like seriously you should totally follow me on Twitter. Damnit I'm old (32) and have no life (that's really exciting anyway). I would totally leave my Hubby and maybe one of my kids for you (Yep that doesn't sound creepy at ALL). But really it would mean a lot. And if it helps any my kiddo's would be happy to hear me stop talking about you. Seriously........

#angelsforangela

     I know that I don't reach out into the interwebs often and ask for help. But this is a time that it feels like the right thing to do. My beautiful sweet wonderful friend as suffered loss after loss. In 2012 she lost her sweet boy Will. Just last week she lost her loving Husband after a 5 year battle with colon cancer. Craig was buried Wednesday, and yesterday one of her remaining 2 children, 11 year old Jessica went to join her Daddy and baby brother in Heaven. This has put a horrible financial strain on Angela. She not only has to come up with the money to cover her Husbands funeral, but now has to bury her baby. I could not even begin to imagine the pain she is in right now. Please go to this link and contribute to help out with funeral expenses. Every dollar will count and help. Share share share this post. Lets get the word out and help alleviate some of the financial pressure for Angela. Lets keep her in our prayers for healing and comfort. 

Here is the donation link: https://www.indiegogo.com/projects/funeral-expenses--8

If you have a twitter account share the link there. Lets get the word out!!

#angelsforangela
#caringfortheboyces

Friday Feels

     So over the past few days my mood has been all over the place. I have spent more time in the hospital with Miss M than I ever wanted to. This week I have been from worry to ecstatic happiness to feeling stabby to mournful lows. Worry for M with fear that she would have emergency surgery, which faded to relief to find out it was just enlarged lymph nodes around her intestines. I felt extremely stabby when the sperm donor decided to come to the hospital. Yep you read that right. The POS that can't be bothered with volleyball or softball and hasn't seen his children since March showed up. And decided to act like he knows every damn thing. I do believe if we hadn't been at a hospital that would revive him, I would have cut him!

     Yesterday (Thursday) was a roller coaster ride of feelings. I've been following the Alexis Murphy case since the beginning. I was over the moon to hear that Randy Taylor was found guilty of all counts and was sentenced to TWO life terms. Personally I think he deserves death, but I'll take what I can get.From that wonderful high, I got throat punched and brought to an earth shattering low. My wonderful friend Angela. I love this lady so very much. 1 1/2 years ago her son died tragically. She buried her Husband Craig Tuesday after a 5 year battle with colon cancer (CANCER SUCKS) , She was left with her 2 SMI daughters. Yesterday her oldest daughter passed away (Not going into any details). My heart is broken for this wonderful lady. She has endured so much loss in less than 2 years. I hate that she is going through this. And nothing I can say will make anything better.

Tasty Thursday: Spinach and Crab dip

Holy tasty goodness! My kids love when I make this orgasmic dip. Now I shall pass this wonderful recipe onto you.

Here is what ya need:

• 3 tablespoons butter
• 4 tablespoons minced garlic
• 1 box spinach (frozen)
• salt and pepper to taste
• 3 additional tablespoons of butter
• 3 tablespoons of flour
• 1 1/2 cups milk
• 1 package (8oz) cream cheese
• 1/2 cups feta cheese
• 1/2 cups grated Parmesan cheese
• 3/4 cups grated pepper jack cheese
• 2/4 teaspoon Cayenne pepper 
• tortilla chips

Prep:

Melt 3 tablespoons of butter in a skillet over medium heat. Add the minced garlic and cook till the garlic are all nice and brown and smelling of buttery galicky goodness.

                                           mmmmmmmmmmmm yummy!!!

Then toss in the frozen spinach and let it cook till it is infused with the garlic butter heavenly goodness.

add a dash of salt and pepper

                                                  Till it looks like this!!!

Set the skillet aside and it's time to work on the cheesy goodness.

In a pot melt 3 tablespoons of butter and add 3 tablespoons of flour.

                                           whisk it around till it make a kinda paste


Add 1 1/2 cups of milk. Stir and cook till it is thickened some.

Throw in the cream cheese

Toss in the Feta cheese

Add 1/4 teaspoon of Cayenne pepper

Stir stir stir, Get that shit mixed good!

Stir in 3/4 cups of grated Pepper Jack Cheese.

Get it all mixed thoroughly and toss in the spinach and garlic

Oops forgot to take a pic, open your crab, shred it and toss it in and mix well

Transfer to a buttered baking dish... or a cast iron skillet sprayed with Pam like I did. Sprinkle with Parmesan cheese.

Bake at 375 for 15 minutes till the cheese is all bubbly.

Grab some chips, crackers, pita wedged, a spoon, what ever. Eat and enjoy!!!

Late night Bitchiness

     I am in Hell. Truly I am in Hell. I had to bring Miss M back to the E.R over her tummy. Fine, I brought my cell, tablet, and laptop to keep us entertained. Easy peasy, right? WRONG!! My POS ex-husband decided that tonight is the perfect time to be a Dad. Are you fucking kidding me? This sack of shit can't even come to Miss B's softball games. And now he shows up, acting like he knows everything and trying to diagnose Miss M on his own. Mother Fucker you haven't gotten the kids for your weekends since fucking MARCH!!  Why am I being punished?

     I hate that man with a fierceness I didn't know possible, and now I am stuck in a little room with him and my kid. FML someone needs to come up with some bail money.... I'm gonna need it!

Can I get a Mulligan?

     Today is one of those days where I really need a do over. The whole day started bad. The alarm went off and scared me out of my wonderful dream of Danila K, as in it scared me so bad I jumped and in the process fell out of the bed and hit my head on the night stand. From there the day has just gotten worse and worse. I walk in the bathroom and slip in water (why must my children play in the bathroom) and bust my ass. Walking back to the kids rooms to wake them up for school I stubbed my toe on the coffee table and then walk into the fucking wall. I mean REALLY WALL?!?! Why is it even there?  Get thing 2 off to school and come back to make breakfast for things 1 and 3, and I burn myself and spill a whole gallon of milk in the floor. I had a Dr appointment. Of course I was running late. And I missed it and they wouldn't fit me in. And to top it all off, I got a speeding ticket. I haven't been pulled over in 6 fucking years. One would think I would just get a warning. Nope that cock sucker gave me a ticket and told me to control my child. WTF?!?! Miss V had to go potty and was telling me that. WTF am I suppose to do, duck tape her mouth shut? So yeah I really need to start today over. It is 3:01pm, it can only get better from here... right?