Me Mimi

Because I Said So

The tag line for my blog reads “The Rants and Raves of a Fab Mom”. Well the other day after the bagger at the grocery store very confidently referred to me as Ma’am I took a quick mental inventory of why he would think I was a Ma’am because in my thoughts at that moment there was nothing “fab” about being a Ma’am. So forgetting that I was wearing a pair of skinny jeans that were a tad too short, some leaned over gold flats, a huge ketchup stain on my shirt courtesy of my son,  two strand twists that were all twisted out and needed to be redone days ago, and the dead giveaway that I was pushing two children in a buggy I was appalled. I mean I am fab…right? *nod your head and look straight ahead*

Because I could not leave well enough alone, I just had to corner the young gentleman and ask him just how old did he think I was. Word to the wise, NEVER ask a teenager a question like this..NEVER. He responds with a slight grin, “I don’t know I guess about 40”. *dead* I can’t. At this point, the cashier has finished ringing up my groceries and we are all set to go. I quietly disclose to him that I am 32 like he cared but it gave me some satisfaction in the matter. That’ll show him .

Still on this hours later I started thinking what are the credentials that I possess *in my head* that qualifies me as being fab. Sure I’m more of a connoisseur of Yo Gabba Gabba than the latest fashions to walk the runways of Spring fashion week, nonetheless I would like to think I’ve still got it…a teeny bit. I’ve never been one to need validation..until this day. So I decided to come up with MY own reasons. Wanna hear it? Here it go

I’m Fab Because:

As I type this my nails are gold and sparkly

Nails

I listen to Lil Wayne at obscenely loud levels…no, not with the kids in the car. Okay, sometimes.

I’ve been to the club in the last year, not considering the fact that I complained about the loud music the.entire.time

I know how to Dougie..not a whole lot of consolation on this one seeing that Wolf Blitzer did it.

I still wear high platform heels..who cares that my knees hurt for days after

I paint my fingernails weekly

I manage to keep my sanity while chasing behind a budding 11 month old walker and a motor mouth 5 year old ALL DAY LONG

I wear sunglasses whilst driving the Milf mobile, and still get stares at the stop light

I get out of the house alone often and have drinks or dinner with my BFFs

I’m fab because I SAID SO!!

Fab is the shortened version of the word Fabulous which is defined as:

adjective:Almost impossible to believe;incredible. Exceptionally good or unusual; marvelous; superb

That sounds about riiight.So now that we have the official definition, and I’m quite sure that all of you possess a trait qualifies you as being fab..as if it really matters to anyone else but you.  Do share something special about yourself that “ups” your FAB quotient. I mean can you juggle bananas. Can you cook, fold clothes, talk on the phone and check homework simultaneously..What is it?

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Photos & Cheerios

Awhile back I mentioned that my dad passed down his old Canon Rebel and prior to receiving the camera I never took much interest in photography. Well since I’ve had the camera I literally cannot put it down. I am finding myself reading instructional information online and taking tons of photos of anything or anyone who will stand still long enough…poor kids.

I have posted a small amount of photos that I’ve taken on my personal Facebook page and the feedback has been awesome. I have even gotten a couple of requests. The love has been so great that I am thinking of starting my own photography business…maybe.

For the next two weeks I have decided to link up with SITS on their Spring Into Action Photo Challenge. I said all of that to say you will probably be seeing a lot of photos the next two weeks because I will have to post them as a part of my daily challenges. I’m not normally the “link up” type of girl but I am really trying to learn as much as I can to see if I indeed want to step out on my own with this.

Oh, and during these challenges if you can provide some feedback I will be your best friend!

Today’s Challenge involved taking a photo from different perspectives or viewpoints, chosing 3 photos, and editing one of the photos with a free program. Below is my masterpiece.

Cheerios

 

I edited the small one in the middle in Picnik. Here it is outside of the collage

Original

Feedback…please be honest..like seriously honest!

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Let Me Hold Something

*It’s Monday with Mimi. Go check me out over at Mami 2 Mommy*

Now. For some of you upon reading the title you knew exactly what this post was going to be about. For those of you not familiar with the phrase ” Let me hold something”, let me explain.

Let me hold something: A term exchanged between family members or close friends to mean, can I borrow some money (no interest included). If you are on the receiving end of this question payback is unlikely and dependent on the borrower. In a nutshell do not lend it if you do not have it to give.

So now that we are all on the same page, my wonderful blog readers I ask you when does lending money cross the line from being helpful to becoming an ATM machine? The Mr. and I are continually clashing on this topic. I understand times are hard and people may need a little help but when is enough… enough.

I don’t come from a very tight knit family, so his argument is I don’t have strong familial ties that would allow me to understand the great feeling that comes from helping out family members in need. He just might be right, I agree with helping SOMETIME but continually being called on is a bit aggravating. Do you agree? How I see it is if someone always needs to borrow money they need to reevaluate their priorities and make some adjustments that are more conducive to their wage level.

I’ve asked a number of people their opinions on this matter and I have heard everything from a person should feel blessed to be in the giving position no matter how often it happens because God loves a cheerful giver, to if the person asks and you can spare it and its in your purse still say NO. I’m on the fence.

What are your thoughts. Should people become walking ATM machines and loan officers out of “obligation” or put their foot down and stop enabling folks and instead educate them to make changes to their lifestyle that will allow for them to take care of their own affairs without counting other people’s dollars in their equation.

Any likeness in this post to events in my personal life in the past, present or future, may or may not be coincidental….BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

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A Week in the Life of.. You Might Need a “Drank” Edition

This week was pretty decent but for lack of better words I was just plain out ditzy. I’m not sure what was going on. But I found it to be rather hilarious.

The keyfob to unlock my door has been needing a new battery for quite some time. Well the other day the battery died and the doors wouldn’t unlock. I had a fit, started looking for the AAA card to have someone come unlock the door for me when I realized…uhhhh there is a key hole on the door that is used to manually stick the key in and turn. Gosh darnit and wouldn’t you know its main  purpose in life is to unlock the door. Technology has surely made the obvious invisible. 

 I go to Marshall’s and take the Mr.’s car. I come out out of the store and my heart starts racing. I’m looking up and down the parking lot, I’m walking around in circles in the middle of the street until it dawns on me that I didn’t drive my car, I drove his…and yes the children were with me.

I’m cooking a recipe and it called for 1/8 tsp of Nutmeg. Well I only had the 1/4 measuring spoon. For the life of me I couldn’t figure out if 1/8 was smaller or larger than 1/4… As I type this I still don’t know. But lets just say the dish seemed extra nutmeg”y”. For all intensive purposes fractions have never been my thing.

I went to wash my hair and couldn’t find the shampoo. Looked high and low, never washed my hair only to realize it was hiding between the shower curtain and the liner.

Having yet to learn my lesson, I go to the store without a list and purchase a third bottle of bleach.

In other news:

Baby starting standing this week. *wahhhhhhhhhhh* I don’t want her to grow up. However it is so much fun to see her discover new things…most of which go in her mouth.

I got some major things accomplished with Divinitee. I am still in major need of capital so I’mma get real creative. I’m about to sell all of this baby “stuff” around her and with the proceeds standing as business capital I hope to start a small amount of inventory. The response has been growing and although my initial plan was not to keep inventory it seems there is no way around it. Who needs an investor when you have a daycare center worth of baby swings, Bumbos, bouncey seats…..laying around.

The weather here has been the PITS. Raining and cold not to mention the hail and awful thunderstorms we had for like three days straight. AWFUL. Messed up my running schedule but I did manage to get in 3 days. I got my number to run in the annual Peachtree Road Race which will take place on July 4. I am one of 60K and nearly 2K were not taken..I feel speeeeecial about that. Now I really have good reason to get out and run. I start the Couch to 10K training program TODAY.

Enough of my madness. How was your week? Do share your ditzy moments from the past week…please!