tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60838696712290273512024-03-12T20:24:18.293-06:00adventures of a domestic diva...tracie bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543210648293389380noreply@blogger.comBlogger192125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083869671229027351.post-82617735990183482722011-05-13T15:10:00.002-05:002011-05-13T15:28:36.137-05:00oh, baby.the national geographic channel has a show called "taboo" that features certain topics that are socially, well, taboo. this little doozy aired recently and while i didn't see the whole episode, i heard a little about it on the radio and found this video...prepare yourself...<br /><br /><iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sB1gPgcycQ8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br />what. a. freak. show. i'm not sure where to begin. for one, who knew they made onesies in men's size 3-XL? there is no male on this planet that should even consider footie, onsie pj's past the age of 5..maybe 6. two, can you even imagine what a grown, 300 pound man's dirty diaper smells like?? i know that layton is 2 1/2 and it's getting worse by the day. and, i believe that if you are capable of BUILDING your own crib, you are much too old to be SLEEPING in one. and going to lowe's to buy lumber to make his own high chair?? and what's up with this woman that she's willing to take care of this jack ass?? pacifiers, bottles, toys, a reinforced play-pen to hold is big ass..this guy didn't miss a beat and what exactly is in those bottles because this guy sure ain't missing any meals.<br /><br /> the technial term for this is infantilism..however, i think it's just a fancy word for LAZY. i mean, this guy doesn't even want to be bothered to go to the bathroom on a toilet or wipe his own ass. call is what you want, but this guy is L-A-Z-Y.<br /><br />so, please, share you thoughts on this. did anyone see the whole thing?? i'm dying to see all of it!!tracie bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543210648293389380noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083869671229027351.post-61444919869644630122011-05-10T15:41:00.002-05:002011-05-11T11:42:08.410-05:00holy botox, batman!you know i love me some real housewives and the oc gang never disappoints. is it just me or is this season just getting crazier by the episode?? let's review..<br /><br />alexis~holy, codependent! she has a major nervous breakdown because she is attending a dinner party without her husband??!! really?? <br /><br /><object width="400" height="400" align="middle"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /> <param name="movie" value="http://widget.bravotv.com/singleclip/singleclip_v1.swf?CXNID=1000004.10035NXC&WID=4657041ec2a2cf53&clipID=1323851"/> <param name="quality" value="high" /><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /<param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff" /> <embed src="http://widget.bravotv.com/singleclip/singleclip_v1.swf?CXNID=1000004.10035NXC&WID=4657041ec2a2cf53&clipID=1323851" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="400" height="400" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="always" allowFullScreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed> </object><br /><br />locking herself in a bathroom, crying?? OMG! i'm pretty sure, Jesus, himself, would encourage her to grow a pair. and what about the poor guy she brought and then left at the table..ALONE! the look on his face is priceless. like, "what the hell has that bitch gotten me into?? oh no she d-idn't.."<br /><br />tamra~now, i love me some tamra. she's got some balls on her. anyone that would proclaim herself that hottest housewife right out of the gate is going to bring the D-R-A-M-A. but her little scene in the bathtub, waiting for her man?! what was that?? and i love how he guzzled down that wine before he climbed in that tub. mentally preparing himself, perhaps??<br /><br /><object width="400" height="400" align="middle"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /> <param name="movie" value="http://widget.bravotv.com/singleclip/singleclip_v1.swf?CXNID=1000004.10035NXC&WID=4657041ec2a2cf53&clipID=1314613"/> <param name="quality" value="high" /><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /<param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff" /> <embed src="http://widget.bravotv.com/singleclip/singleclip_v1.swf?CXNID=1000004.10035NXC&WID=4657041ec2a2cf53&clipID=1314613" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="400" height="400" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="always" allowFullScreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed> </object><br /><br />wonder what simon thought about that?? tracie bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543210648293389380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083869671229027351.post-51584690728802023912011-05-07T15:41:00.010-05:002011-05-07T17:08:54.561-05:00MOM...with mother's day being tomorrow, i thought this would be a good opportunity to write a little something to each one of the people that call me MOM. and a little something for the wonderful woman who gave me life...<br /><br />ashlen~WOW! that pretty much sums up the impact you have had on my life...i realize i've only been in your life since you were the ripe old age of 12 but it feels like so much longer. i am so very, very, unbelievably proud of the woman you have become. i have thought this since i very first met you: you are one of the strongest people i know. i've always been envious of your strength and courage. i can not wait to see what the future holds for you. you will do great things. you have done great things. and you are beautiful both inside and out. i couldn't love you anymore if i had shot you out of my vagina. oops. TMI?? i love you and miss you more and more every day.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfQBdIC_pFXN3NIVcbFmcSjr_2v6I0F5FFMzQV_CDJjYhiw1BbNA84tO4xwu6tM0Tw0q9gqvYqA69kIGFX5UOsjvciz73v2vl_Psfdf6NXip3x5hznRWdE4L33Q1GDEzLq1U8T3jgJBaWa/s1600/DSCN2617.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfQBdIC_pFXN3NIVcbFmcSjr_2v6I0F5FFMzQV_CDJjYhiw1BbNA84tO4xwu6tM0Tw0q9gqvYqA69kIGFX5UOsjvciz73v2vl_Psfdf6NXip3x5hznRWdE4L33Q1GDEzLq1U8T3jgJBaWa/s200/DSCN2617.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604093332613981058" /></a><br /><br />blake~looking back, i really feel like we raised each other. i have learned just as much-probably more-from you than i have taught you. you are an incredible young man..but will always be my baby boy. i admire your big heart and your sensitive nature. you can light up a room with that big smile of yours. i've been trying to mentally prepare myself for this time next year when you get ready to leave and start the next chapter of your life. it's not working. i will miss you terribly. for so long, it was just me and you. and i will never forget those times. you kept me going and everything i've ever done, has been for you. i love you more than words.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2PCdNPYTsF1RVP82Q9_-nP11l-aTvm2J403lmWxUEw8WXzp7MdmYtMUHyFa2PsqznM_F5fdeQC7BzrUkW50e9ytewFvvLiqE_ulNC05jFuUl0dfdxFZscqp5tgYZ3jVgUe8Wua0Adi36T/s1600/DSCF0077.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2PCdNPYTsF1RVP82Q9_-nP11l-aTvm2J403lmWxUEw8WXzp7MdmYtMUHyFa2PsqznM_F5fdeQC7BzrUkW50e9ytewFvvLiqE_ulNC05jFuUl0dfdxFZscqp5tgYZ3jVgUe8Wua0Adi36T/s200/DSCF0077.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604094105218687490" /></a><br /><br />mackenzie~i don't even know where to start. from birth, you have amazed me. you are smart, funny, and have managed to become a teenager wrapped in a little bitty package. your spirit is like no other. you can make me laugh, cry and scream all at the same time! that's some talent! i can't wait to see what great things you are going to do. i do know that whatever it is, you will give it 110%. and will always keep all of us on our toes while doing it!! i love you more than the sky, mackie!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvTmVo4LPog76OhJXFG-afaXRWTw_sTFyHPUYv9PXAFSWfOq3fPWxY9xQkBaDoFxldSvnb0Tq8EWWWf5z7DlpR9RYg1BwsO_9BoG3OIRdiSYQ4OLDrPT4kx-QhZeqdibyi5goE7_m8DeVW/s1600/IMG_6486-Edit.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvTmVo4LPog76OhJXFG-afaXRWTw_sTFyHPUYv9PXAFSWfOq3fPWxY9xQkBaDoFxldSvnb0Tq8EWWWf5z7DlpR9RYg1BwsO_9BoG3OIRdiSYQ4OLDrPT4kx-QhZeqdibyi5goE7_m8DeVW/s200/IMG_6486-Edit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604095949609347682" /></a><br /><br />layton~you stole my heart. i will never forget the feeling of emptiness i had when i had to leave you at the hospital. or the gut-wrenching day they took you back to have heart surgery. i have never felt so helpless in my life. fast forward 2 1/2 years later and you are such a big boy...so sweet. when you look at me and say, "hi, mama." i truly melt. your daddy says that you have my number and i think he's right. i am putty in your hands. that toothy grin gets me everytime. you are my little miracle. i love you more than anything in this world!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg10lqEW5655cqHCsSKfXba3oeQ29wMsJ92OCNe6KRUwr1JYziobGcZ1jRo8aZhu9QhZdUDRAaU4bzPu4anbfUICuCjmuqAF1bOGG9nghjXch9Wd_y_sBoaUMXJQsROtyXGv5be6J6msYCE/s1600/IMG_6445-Edit.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg10lqEW5655cqHCsSKfXba3oeQ29wMsJ92OCNe6KRUwr1JYziobGcZ1jRo8aZhu9QhZdUDRAaU4bzPu4anbfUICuCjmuqAF1bOGG9nghjXch9Wd_y_sBoaUMXJQsROtyXGv5be6J6msYCE/s200/IMG_6445-Edit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604098994102566754" /></a>and last but surely not least....<br /><br />to my mother~i could not have asked for a better role model. you have always been there and supported me no matter what. the sacrifices you have made have not gone unnoticed and will never be forgotten. your strength and tenacity are unbelievable. i am so proud to call you mom and thank you for always being there to talk, listen or agree with me...even if i'm wrong! i love you.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEPfeCywCDdjkQrHxi2VTSZzIT7VU5FAnfk6uwHavJRJi1k4XjwcqGR9STcka9B2lu-tvs4oGnjOQy2AbJPFHdQzlT67vcFg3GrNIRkz8VXwzym4ilNtHUJEpcElDID4TOTkQ6QaAsBVsH/s1600/570582609605_0_ALB.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEPfeCywCDdjkQrHxi2VTSZzIT7VU5FAnfk6uwHavJRJi1k4XjwcqGR9STcka9B2lu-tvs4oGnjOQy2AbJPFHdQzlT67vcFg3GrNIRkz8VXwzym4ilNtHUJEpcElDID4TOTkQ6QaAsBVsH/s200/570582609605_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604099469718600514" /></a><br />happy mother's day to all the mom's out there! enjoy your day!! i know i will!!tracie bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543210648293389380noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083869671229027351.post-76244943129919208972011-04-26T16:09:00.003-05:002011-04-26T16:36:56.398-05:00AMEN...so, last wednesday, the alarm went off at 4:45 and i dragged my tired ass to spin class at 5:30. i go to spin class monday, wednesday, and friday at 5:30 am. AM. let me repeat that, AM. i've been doing it for a while now so i'm actually pretty used to it but i'm still pretty damn tired when i climb on the bike. i don't listen to my own music because they play music in the studio and you need to be able to hear the instructor when it's time to add gear, speed up/down, etc.. and normally, the music selection is okay...pretty upbeat.<br /><br />until..it wasn't.<br /><br />last wednesday, the instructor~who is the usual instructor for wednesday morning, was feeling very, uh....spriritual? yeah, that's a good word for it. she started by playing christian music. now let me say this before you get your panties in a wad: I RESPECT A PERSON'S CHOICE TO LISTEN TO WHATEVER MUSIC THEY LIKE. i, however, do not like christian music. i never have. and i really don't like it when i'm trying to climb a big, ass imaginary hill in spin class. i'm sorry. not gonna work for me.<br /><br />after contemplating leaving half way through because i was dying to hear some metallica, eminem, the killers, ANYTHING but what was playing...i decided to stay and tough it out. i, mean, how worse can it get. right?<br /><br />a lot.<br /><br />the instructor proceeded to explain that this particular spiritual song reminded her of losing her mother. to a stroke. she even started crying. not to sound insensitive, but DAMN. are you kidding me right now?? what do you do with THAT?? <br /><br />what happened next can be summed up in two words: JOSH. GROBIN. yes, THAT josh grobin. and you all know the song.<br /><br />so while josh grobin was being all raised up, the instructor began to talk about her infertility issues.<br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IJ_R-G_i4Xk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br />needless to say, i left there wanting to go home, eat my weight in chocolate, curl up in the fetal position while listening to patsy cline.<br /><br />here's hoping tomorrow doesn't bring tales of doom and gloom.<br /><br />because 5:30 is early, ya'll.tracie bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543210648293389380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083869671229027351.post-70684719331028727082011-03-17T09:59:00.002-06:002011-03-17T10:20:30.207-06:00i can't even come up with a title that would do this justice....so everyone knows i like trashy t.v. i will pretty much watch anything. my brother and sister-in-law were here last weekend and asked me if i had seen "the wild and wonderful whites of west virginia." i had not. he explained to me that it was a documentary about some hillbillies in west virginia and that i HAD to see it. so i searched the guide and recorded the next showing which was tuesday night on the movie channel. cory and i sat down to watch it last night. i was really curious because my brother had already texted me earlier in the day to ask if i had watched it. <br /><br />holy. shitballs.<br /><br />i don't even know where to start. first of all, if you haven't seen it, WATCH IT. NOW. it is a train wreck. no it's beyond that. it's a train wreck times a million. how these people do not have their own reality show is beyond me. here is the trailer for this fun, family, flick...<br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pUIapa-U0bY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br />you may think you know white trash. you don't. unless you know THESE people. they take family dysfunction to a whole new, trashy level. you can't stop watching. and just when you think you've met the craziest one..BAM..they hit you with another one that is more nutty than the one before.<br /><br />the most infamous, i believe, is jesco white. he smokes, drinks, does drugs....and tap dances. yes. tap dances. he also has a pretty tattoo of elvis and charles manson on his back. he feels that those two personalities best describes HIS personality. need i say more??<br /><br />i don't really want to talk anymore about the film because you must watch it yourself. i can't do it justice. so go watch it. and then come back and leave your comments.<br /><br />make sure your kids are NOT in the room.<br /><br />i did check and it's available on netflix. it is also on the movie channel sunday night at 10:40.<br /><br />so forget charlie sheen for two seconds and check them out. they have definitely cornered the market on CRAZY.tracie bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543210648293389380noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083869671229027351.post-47684187934866244232011-03-07T10:02:00.002-06:002011-03-07T10:20:44.537-06:00anyone speak african??? anyone??so you heard the story of the non-proposal. however, long before i basically proposed to myself, cory and i had discussions on what type of wedding we wanted. he made it perfectly clear that he didn't care to have a wedding at all. **crickets** <br />not have a wedding?? no way! i've never done this before. i plan on it being my only one. we were SO having a wedding. and then the compromise was made: we would have a wedding IF there was a honeymoon in africa to follow. ok. no problem. where are my bride's magazines??<br /><br />so we did not take said honeymoon after the wedding. it was october and we had two kids in school. and then before i knew it, i was pregnant with mackenzie...NOT until march for all you people that are frantically doing the math.<br /><br />so fast forward to 2010, and he comes to me and says he's going to africa with his buddy, brent. ok. have fun. see you later. don't get killed by a cape buffalo. or malaria. it didn't hurt my feelings that he was taking OUR honeymoon without me. then came the talk of me going with him. it took some convincing but finally i agreed. so while i was mentally preparing myself to go watch my husband stalk and kill the most dangerous animal on the planet, i was told by brent that i should wait and go next year when his wife was going. there would be a resort. and a pool. SOLD. so africa was off the table for me. this was in october.<br /><br />i guess the guilt of taking our honeymoon without his blushing bride was starting to get to cory and he started asking me to go AGAIN. so after turning him down several times, it dawned on me yesterday...why the hell not??? this is a once and a lifetime opportunity to see a part of the world i've never seen. never even thought about seeing, for that matter. and although i don't hunt, i do enjoy watching him get such a high off of killing poor, defenseless animals. BUT...these are not poor, defenseless animals. these are cape buffalo, which FYI, you better kill the first time you shoot it because it turns the tables quick and comes after YOU. and alligators. or crocodiles. whatever. you get the point. <span style="font-weight:bold;">I </span>will be the poor defenseless creature. so i said what the hell, i'm in! my decision had nothing to do with the fact that at that particular time, i was telling layton for the third time in thirty minutes to put his pants back on. but 10-12 days with no kids?? AND an added bonus: our babysitter who will be keeping the kids has promised to potty train layton while we are gone!!!!!!!!!!! i'm not certain, but i'm pretty sure, at that particular moment when she spoke those words, i could hear angels singing HALLELUJAH!!!!!<br /><br />so i'm going to africa in june. i would love to hear stories if you've been. but NO stories of shit you've seen on the discovery channel of safaris gone bad or anything like that. my imagination is wild enough.<br /><br />i hope to come back doing that "clicking" thing they do when they speak....<br /><br />off to find a book on the lower zambezi valley...<br /><br />do yo think they have WI-FI?? or starbucks??tracie bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543210648293389380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083869671229027351.post-40116508555823126842011-02-28T16:52:00.002-06:002011-02-28T17:37:04.279-06:00just a few things you never knew you wanted to know about me...one of my favorite sections of US weekly is where a celebrity gives a list of things about themselves. just random things. soooo, i thought i'd let you in on a few things about me. TOTALLY random things.<br /><br />1. i truly believe i have an addiction to target. and it is an addiction i do not wish to seek treatment to cure.<br /><br />2. i never, ever drink coke at home or when i go out to eat. however, i am a huge sucker for a coke from sonic. it just tastes better. <br /><br />3. if you read my last blog about my non-proposal story, i should have mentioned that my husband told me he thought that i would have picked a watch when he took me in the jewelry store. sucka!<br /><br />4. i don't really understand when people say, "i wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy." i, personally, would only call one person my true enemy. no..i won't reveal who that person is on here..those that truly know me can probably guess who. but there really isn't anything short of horrendous i wouldn't wish on her/him. yes, i know..karma and all that. but whatever. i feel that strongly about it.<br /><br />5. i have never had, nor do i think i ever will have baby fever. i've never looked at a newborn and longed to have one again. in fact, the newborn days SUCK. (yes, i LOVE my kids and wouldn't trade them for anything in the world..but stick a fork in me cuz i'm D-O-N-E.<br /><br />6. i try to be the kind of friend that i want to have. i have many dear friends that i see and talk to all the time. but i also have a few very dear friends that i can go weeks/months without seeing or speaking to... but when we do, it feels like no time has passed.<br /><br />7. i would love to write a book. not sure what type. hopefully one day.<br /><br />8. my toenails are ALWAYS painted. they may not always look freshly pedicured but always polished.<br /><br />9. i love working out. i feel that it is crucial to my mental stability as well as my physical health. it just makes me feel normal.<br /><br />10. i'm not a big music person. it's not that i dislike music but i would rather watch t.v. any day.<br /><br />11. i'm a huge words with friends player...the fad has not faded for me yet.<br /><br />12. everyone should have a list of celebs that you would hook-up with if your significant other gave you a free pass. share it with your girlfriends and have them tell you theirs. it's fun to hear all the different types of people!<br /><br />13. if i were put on a stranded island and could only have one thing to eat, i would want chips and a really, really good hot sauce. i could live on the stuff. seriously.<br /><br />14. i don't understand when you smile at a stranger and they don't smile back. <br /><br />15. my all time favor tie song is "sweet child of mine" by guns-n-roses.<br /><br />16. i don't understand when people say they have no regrets. don't get me wrong, i don't believe in dwelling on past mistakes, but doesn't everyone have things they wish they would not have done? or things they wouldn't have said?<br /><br />17. the first concert i ever went to was shawn cassidy. can't tell you what he sang. i just thought i was cool because my mom took me to a concert.<br /><br />18. i'll watch a comedy over a chic flick any day. give me dumb and dumber over pretty woman.<br /><br />19. i really want to learn to play golf. but do not want my husband to teach me. can you say D-I-V-O-R-C-E?<br /><br />20. i'm a huge kathy griffin fan. i've seen her twice and will see her every time she comes to austin. LOVE her.<br /><br />21. i just recently got a tattoo with my mom. she wanted one for her 60th birthday. i got a stitched heart on my ankle in honor of layton..who had heart surgery when he was born. it means a lot to me. escpecially when layton points to it and says, "pretty."<br /><br />22. my other tattoo is an eternity symbol on my lower back. cory and i got matching ones one year on new years day.<br /><br />now, tell me some random things about YOU....<br /><br />GO!tracie bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543210648293389380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083869671229027351.post-51388325873788202692011-02-26T21:45:00.003-06:002011-02-26T22:51:15.545-06:00a non-romantic love story...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXzz3Y5qzLPduE5fy1ZGV-XtXklFVYaGX-MQ4V6XFXQMYow1_GUHH98qLbWX4F2THFBZl3PiWjikVySMUe3U_-qoFeOhn5prwtyBy0uSbLGibZESKvbss4Phw8g-fj-BG6deGEmgmNvzMt/s1600/l_03faa4fbc786dcf913b787d2dade0e66.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXzz3Y5qzLPduE5fy1ZGV-XtXklFVYaGX-MQ4V6XFXQMYow1_GUHH98qLbWX4F2THFBZl3PiWjikVySMUe3U_-qoFeOhn5prwtyBy0uSbLGibZESKvbss4Phw8g-fj-BG6deGEmgmNvzMt/s400/l_03faa4fbc786dcf913b787d2dade0e66.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578225694475847874" /></a><br />my husband is not a romantic person...i LOVE him more than anything and i'm so glad that i'm married to him but when it comes to the romance department...not a lot going on. perfect example: our engagement story. oh, wait. there ISN"T one. it went a little something like this...<br /><br />i started seeing cory in april of 2002. moved to austin with him in august of 2002. fast, i know. but it was obviously meant to be. so fast forward to christmas ever 2003. we are in ft. worth for christmas. he takes me to a jewelry store and tells me to pick out anything i want. i had already been in this particular jewelry store because he had been so kind to buy me some earrings awhile back. when i went in to get said earrings, i spotted a beautiful, antique engagement ring. so, when i cam in on that christmas eve and it was still there, i thought it was fate....not really. luck. just pure luck. let's not make this sound romantic. so, of course, i pounced on it. like a lion on a...whatever it is they pounce on.<br /><br />cory: "you sure this is what you want?"<br /><br />me: "yes."<br /><br />and that was it. we went to my grandma's for christmas eve and it was just assumed that we were getting married. well, it was assumed because i kind of told everyone that we were. i mean, i moved to austin with him. we had an understanding that marriage was to come eventually. and by we, i mean I, had an understanding. so wedding plans began and the next october we were married. there was no down on one knee, will you marry me, i'd be honored if you'd be my wife. nothing. not even a you wanna get hitched or what??? that's probably more along the lines of how it would have been had there been an actual proposal.<br /><br />but the thing is, i don't think i expected some big romantic gesture from him. he's just not THAT guy. not that there's anything wrong with THAT guy. but when your guys isn't that way, you just don't expect it. and frankly, i don't want it. if he busted out with some romantic, rose petal shit..i' d probably just laugh. it's just not who WE are as a couple. i get that. and because i do, i'm never disappointed. this picture shows just how romantic he is. or isn't.<br /><br /><br />love ya, babe.<br /><br />and i'll take "dutch ovens" over rose petals anyday.tracie bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543210648293389380noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083869671229027351.post-71285927941898840242011-02-24T18:49:00.004-06:002011-02-24T19:04:50.638-06:00real housewives of....what the HELL is that??i love all the "real housewives" franchises...some more than others but they are all must see t.v for me. so when the new batch of "housewives" from miami were introduced this week, of course, i was glued to the t.v. from the beginning it was a lot of the same things we've seen before...people with lots of money, talking about how much money they have and obnoxious womens with fake boobs talking about how much they work out to stay looking so good. yada, yada, yada... then, all of a sudden, i almost shot wine through my nose when i saw THIS:
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<br />what. the. holy. hell. is. that??????? is that a woman? is that a cat? is it a cat-woman?? i've never seen anything so strange/ridiculous/scary in my life!! who was her plastic surgeon?? edward scissorhands? freddy krueger? and did he work in the dark? and blind-folded?? and on CRACK??? that was enough to give me nightmares, ya'll.
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<br />and like all the other "housewives"...how are these women housewives?? let me tell you about housewives. me and three other housewives just took 8~yes, 8~kids to eat at denny's at five o'clock today because kids eat free on thursdays. they could not wait for us to get out of there. i'm pretty sure that "kids eat free thursdays" will be a thing of the past after today.
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<br />THAT is what REAL housewives do.
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<br />well, THAT, and drink lots of wine...while watching "real housewives."tracie bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543210648293389380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083869671229027351.post-6392381050112244082011-02-23T10:45:00.002-06:002011-02-23T11:05:36.640-06:00helllloooooooo....WOW!! have i fallen off the wagon or what??? i can't believe it has been over a year since i've been on here! i would love to say that my time away has been spent helping to cure cancer, feeding the homeless or something way more exciting than my reality. but i felt the need to blog today so here. i. am.<br /><br />i'm actually sitting here in barnes and noble having some coffee and realized that this is a GREAT place to people watch! talk about an eccentric group. the first to catch my roaming eye was a group of senior men in the cafe area...probably like 8-10 of them. they are all gathered around the small tables, drinking their coffee and chatting away like a bunch of girls! it's like a GNO...but it's in the morning...and they are men...and old. what's really interesting is that there is a young man dead center of all of it..he looks like he's probably in his late teens, early twenties and he looks absolutely LOST. like he's been dropped on another planet or something. poor guy. hope he's learning something.<br /><br />next up, the creepy guy. oh...you know what i'm talking about. there's always that one guy lurking through the aisles..not really looking for anything in particular...just looking. he was just sitting near me over by the magazine rack. just sitting looking at a magazine. i tried very hard to see which one but had no luck. by the way he was dressed i thought he might be homeless but his huge starbucks made me think otherwise. not sure why...i don't see a homeless guy buying a starbucks. he has now gotten up and continued lurking. creeeeepppyyyyy.<br /><br />and of course, there are all the young mothers bringing their kids to story time. but one grandma particularly caught my eye. and ears. she was pushing, what i presume to be her grandson in the stroller, and was talking on her cell...VERY LOUDLY. have you ever noticed that some older people do that?? they think they have to speak louder when on a cell phone?? meanwhile, the child was screaming away and she wasn't even phased..not sure if she could even hear him over own voice.<br /><br />i wonder how many people come in here and buy nothing?? i see a lot of people grab a book or magazine, take a seat, read awhile, put it up and they are outta here. is that okay?? can you do that? or do you need to go to a library for such behavior?? thoughts?? anyone??<br /><br />we know have a man in the magazine section that is a cross between kenny rogers and willie nelson...gray hair and beard but long braided pony tail. <br /><br />well, we could do this all day.<br /><br />i wonder if someone is watching me right now??<br /><br />or you??<br /><br />happy people watching!!tracie bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543210648293389380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083869671229027351.post-363048869748132092009-12-08T16:25:00.002-06:002009-12-08T16:48:08.415-06:00these never get old....<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzBVJnNBzhZbmxK-dNzXcV8QflcG7XJBTi26KoksqSCkWD82hViSouGKl6QsKUeO7-mGHeHGaQbkJWKmL0r_g' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>tracie bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543210648293389380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083869671229027351.post-41614324588838680772009-12-02T20:55:00.003-06:002009-12-02T21:51:07.769-06:00FYI: getting to second base with the sales girl will NOT get you a discountso you know those days where everything seems to go your way...sun is shining, birds are singing, you hit all the green lights, etc..well, this was NOT one of THOSE days. this was the exact opposite of one of those days...in fact, this day would be THAT day's ugly stepsister...you know the mean, ugly one that nobody likes. yeah. THAT one. it all actually started the night before or monday evening around 6:39...okay, i don't know for sure that it was 6:39 but for dramatic effect, let's go with it. i spilled a glass of wine on my laptop. now, any other time, i would be crying over spilled wine and if it would have spilled on anything else, that would have been the case this particular time. but this was my laptop...my LAPTOP...my means of escaping to the world of TMZ, perez hilton, reading the adventures of my favorite bloggers and FACEBOOK!!!! OMG...what did we do before facebook?? i shutter to think of such a time...i quickly dumped off the excess liquid, just praying that it hadn't gotten any further than the surface. after drying it off, everything seemed to be ok...WHEW! crisis everted.<br /><br />or so i thought.....<br /><br />so a few hours later, i settled in to check one last time before going to bed, what was happening with tiger woods and the "alleged" beating of his ass by his wife~which by the way..LOVE it...i mean, being chased with a golf club?? talk about the irony..<br />that's when my laptop startd going all "exorcist" on me...screen was blinking on and off, i'd try to click on something and it would take me somewhere totally different, and the delete key wasn't working. or the A. or ENTER. NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! the next few minutes were like a scene from "grey's anatomy"....i was like a doctor trying to save my dying patient...i was wishing for some of those paddles to i could, i don't know, shock it or something. that always seems to work. so after several attempts to gain control of the situation, i decided to shut it down for the night...hopefully, it was just a little pissed off and after sleeping it off, it would be fine in the morning...<br /><br />so i woke up early the next morning to go workout and i had to check out the situation before leaving for the gym. no change. i immediately went to the apple website on my phone to schedule an appointment at the genius bar ASAP. i got one for 10:15.<br />i dropped mac off at school and layton and i headed to see if a "genius" could bring my baby back to life. long story short, the repairs would be over $1000 and i would be better off buying a new one. soooo not what i wanted to hear. i packed my laptop back up and left the store feeling defeated...very defeated. i immediately started thinking what kind and how many sexual favors it was going to take to score me a new laptop...hmmmmmm...<br /><br />next stop, getting fitted for new bras. it had been a while since i had been measured and bought some new ones so i figured maybe that would cheer me up. after telling the sales girl that i needed to be measured she ushers me in to the dressing room. now if memory serves me correctly, the last time i had been measured, the girl did it over my shirt. this one instructed me to remove my shirt. oooookkkkkkk....so i did. she did her thing and her measurements confirmed that i was still a 34B. alrighty then. she then went to grab some for me to try on. she quickly returns and started telling me a little about each one...yada, yada, yada. she hands me one and says "let's try this one on first." i paused and waited for her to, i don't know, LEAVE THE ROOM. it didn't take me too long to realize she wasn't going ANYWHERE. we were headed in to this thing TOGETHER. this girl took customer "service" to a whole new level. she told me to face the mirrors with my back to her and put my arms out in front of me. she slipped the bra through my arms and then told me to bend over...yes, you heard me, BEND OVER...and, i quote, "get everything all in." what?? what's "everything?" it's not like i'm wrestling a couple of double d's here. but i did as i was told. she hooked me up and started doing her thang...checking the fit, adjusting the straps. and that's when she said what NO woman wants to hear: "i think you need to go DOWN a cup size." i mean, honestly, i had been thinking for some time that i could probably wear an A cup, but i never, ever said it out loud. heaven forbid! but now it was CONFIRMED. i. have. no. boobs. none. zero. zilch. nada. she then retreats to go find me my "new" size. yippee. comes back to tell me that one of the ones i had chosen didn't come in that small of a size. well this day just keeps getting better and better. just point me to the training bras, lady....<br /><br />and just when i thought my day couldn't get any worse, it did. a lot of you know that once you've had a few kids, your bladder is never the same. used to, if i felt i needed to go to the bathroom, i could hold off if need be...no biggie. uh...not anymore. i was unloading the car when i felt the urge to pee. then i REALLY felt the urge. i quickly put layton down and what started out to be a jog turned in to a sprint to the bathroom. if you guessed that i didn't make it and pissed my pants, you'd be correct. not a full on, need a diaper kind of thing but enough i had to change my pants. un-freaking-believable. someone just shoot me now. or give me a glass of wine. or four.<br /><br />now, you are probably asking yourself, why on earth would she put this out there for everyone to see?? i'll tell you why. because i'm a giver. that's would i do. i give and give and give. and if i can give you an embarassing story that makes you feel better about something REALLY embarrasing that's happened to you, then great. because that's just the kind of person i am. and it is the season for giving. so there...don't say i never gave you anything.<br /><br />now, PLEASE, i beg you, return the favor and leave me something embarassing about YOU in the comments section. it'll be fun. fun. fun. fun.<br /><br />and now i must leave you for some "grey's anatomy" and a glass of wine.<br /><br />and be very thankful that i married an "ass" man.......<br /><br />atleast that's what he TOLD me....<br /><br />hmmmmmm...........tracie bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543210648293389380noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083869671229027351.post-12036920505926164342009-11-26T20:40:00.002-06:002009-11-26T21:12:14.523-06:00i'm thankful for a lot of useless information...that i have found to be WAY useful....so this is the time of year to share all the things you are thankful for...and you usually hear the same things from everyone...family, health, friends, yada, yada, yada...and don't get me wrong...i'm WAY thankful for all of those things, too. however, i'd like to lighten the mood a little and share with you some tidbits on a variation of subjects...things that i've learned over the past 35 years. do what you will with the following information...<br /><br />*you never, EVER get used to the thought of your parental units having sex. i have two siblings, therefore, i believe that my parents have had sex THREE times and THREE times only. period. end of discussion.<br /><br />*you should never, EVER say the following to anyone at anytime: "oh...my kid will NEVER do (insert whatever here)" i guarantee as soon as you utter those words, your child will either be doing it, about to do it, or has been doing it for awhile. and the ONE person that you don't want to know/see it, will be the only eye witness. trust me.<br /><br />*i'm pretty sure that if i'm being graded as a parent, i'm failing. i don't think it's a good sign when your soon to be four year old has a bag packed because she's planning on moving out...with her boyfriend.<br /><br />*there's nothing the day can throw at me that a glass of pinot grigio can't make better<br /><br />*you will never feel anger like you will when someone hurts your child. they say that you should not hold grudges..it's not healthy. well, hurt my kids and i will NEVER forgive...and i will definately NEVER forget. i'm a firm believer of karma and you will get yours in the end. i'm counting on it...<br /><br />*i think when people marry their cousins, it's just gross. REALLY gross.<br /><br />*when your husband surprises you with a nice dinner out, he wants something. and he will try to collect as soon as possible. like in the car. on the way home. <br /><br />*NEVER purchase one of those sexual coupon books at spencer's thinking it's just a cute stocking stuffer for your husband. he will take them seriously. VERY seriously. and expect to use them. and you will be expected to do it. whatever "it" may be. and no matter how much they are "misplaced" they will always show back up. ALWAYS. if you take to heart any of these things LET IT BE THIS ONE.<br /><br />*there is always someone that will judge you and the choices you've made. SCREW 'EM. it's that simple.<br /><br />*it doesn't matter that i know how wrong it is or how many times i've seen it, i will always watch the youtube video of the little person shooting a shotgun and laugh when it knocks him on his ass. EVERY time.<br /><br />and last but certainly not least...<br /><br />everytime you think you've got it so bad, just remember, there's someone, somewhere that has it much worse than you do. because they've just walked in on their parents having sex.<br /><br />happy turkey day! and be thankful for the little things....tracie bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543210648293389380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083869671229027351.post-52727221126102894052009-11-18T15:41:00.003-06:002009-11-18T16:02:51.891-06:00the doctors fixed his heart....so he could steal mine...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVjSseC6MFDdPt6UCCb3JW1vIi1MQVfN-dBkev5sejgQhVv2Gf6tArPY34upVV8Eu2UIduQqr6aKYopubBiRPQWoD-1jrDfGaHl5AgAdpNgvppGqYXDsSicFNORyE6xN-2Kk-2enSBPBSJ/s1600/DSC00195.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVjSseC6MFDdPt6UCCb3JW1vIi1MQVfN-dBkev5sejgQhVv2Gf6tArPY34upVV8Eu2UIduQqr6aKYopubBiRPQWoD-1jrDfGaHl5AgAdpNgvppGqYXDsSicFNORyE6xN-2Kk-2enSBPBSJ/s400/DSC00195.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405567157832182082" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB6s2mDeRf2trwyfE2ubTGceSOI7dhhdey3qw013NFz2HgGhW2RItndUWm36px7_HW7FTSSC4hpeN8_2Aex2qdzeZd5q5f0Q-XbQysqRQAwEY2sNcNVxszy2cRm4bhTV5XleM-gWqwm3Wv/s1600/DSC00184.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB6s2mDeRf2trwyfE2ubTGceSOI7dhhdey3qw013NFz2HgGhW2RItndUWm36px7_HW7FTSSC4hpeN8_2Aex2qdzeZd5q5f0Q-XbQysqRQAwEY2sNcNVxszy2cRm4bhTV5XleM-gWqwm3Wv/s400/DSC00184.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405567148412065666" /></a><br />today is my baby layton's first birthday...and what a year it's been. if your new around here, you may not know that layton was born with a heart condition that required surgery a week after he was born. it was a very emotional and stressful time for all of us...i totally took for granted having 3 healthy children....and the feeling of leaving the hospital with your new baby. it was gut wrenching to drive away without him with me. i don't wish that feeling on anyone...and there's a few people i really don't like.<br /><br />i was going to write a long post explaining the whole day that layton was born, the months leading up to it when we found out there was a problem, and the LONG days before, during and after his surgery. but now that i'm on here, i just want to post some pictures to let you know where he was and where he is now. <br /><br />i'm posting a video that was taken after the breathing tube was removed after surgery...i'm pretty sure he's trying to tell us to get him out of the f'ing hospital. the pictures were taken yesterday at the park where we met with friends to celebrate layton's birthday.<br /><br />thank you to everyone that has been a part of this journey with us....and happy birthday to my sweet, sweet baby boy.<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwM2LI6dK7RuI02g35vV8WB7fKu3ghVOxE3X1z-43-YadqipHs-LnH0nonJ4IIod1tbFTIhruD0o5FlE4Zw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>tracie bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543210648293389380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083869671229027351.post-14391096545133644662009-10-10T09:24:00.002-05:002009-10-10T09:39:07.585-05:00blake's gamethis is a small clip from the game last night...it was an AWESOME game!!! blake is at the 1:50 mark...<br /><object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" id="video" width="320" height="280" data="http://www.kxan.com/video/videoplayer.swf"><param value="http://www.kxan.com/video/videoplayer.swf" name="movie"/><param value="&skin=MP1ExternalAll-MFL.swf&embed=true&adSrc=http%3A%2F%2Fad%2Edoubleclick%2Enet%2Fadx%2Flin%2Ekxan%2Fsports%2Fhs%5Ffootball%2Fdetail%3Bdcmt%3Dtext%2Fxml%3Bpos%3D%3Btile%3D2%3Bfname%3DWeek%5F6%5FHS%5Fscores%5Fand%5Fhighlights%3Bsz%3D320x240%3Bord%3D535440376028418560%3Frand%3D0%2E7914510841947049&flv=http%3A%2F%2Fwww%2Ekxan%2Ecom%2Ffeeds%2FoutboundFeed%3FobfType%3DVIDEO%5FPLAYER%5FSMIL%5FFEED%26componentId%3D20634312&img=http%3A%2F%2Fmedia2%2Ekxan%2Ecom%2F%2Fphoto%2F2009%2F10%2F09%2FWeek%5F6%5FHigh%5FSchool%5FFoobbcd1847%2Db404%2D4b7e%2D8df3%2Db5e8ff5b90fd0000%5F20091009225803%5F640%5F480%2EJPG&story=http%3A%2F%2Fwww%2Ekxan%2Ecom%2Fdpp%2Fsports%2Fhigh%5Fschool%2FWeek%5F6%5FHS%5Fscores%5Fand%5Fhighlights" name="FlashVars"/><param value="all" name="allowNetworking"/><param value="always" name="allowScriptAccess"/></object>tracie bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543210648293389380noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083869671229027351.post-39548914601288547272009-10-07T12:10:00.001-05:002009-10-07T12:11:55.307-05:00i knew there was a reason i loved nancy grace....<object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RCY2QtVjBxo&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RCY2QtVjBxo&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object>tracie bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543210648293389380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083869671229027351.post-31251768597095307182009-10-02T09:31:00.001-05:002009-10-02T09:32:33.587-05:00blake's gamehere is a video clip from the game last night...final score vista ridge 63 georgetown 41. blake had an awesome game...go rangers!<br /><br /><br /><object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" id="video" width="320" height="280" data="http://www.myfoxaustin.com/video/videoplayer.swf"><param value="http://www.myfoxaustin.com/video/videoplayer.swf" name="movie"/><param value="&skin=MP1ExternalAll-MFL.swf&embed=true&adSrc=http%3A%2F%2Fad%2Edoubleclick%2Enet%2Fadx%2Ftsg%2Ektbc%2Fsports%2Fhs%5Ffootball%2Fdetail%3Bdcmt%3Dtext%2Fxml%3Bpos%3D%3Btile%3D2%3Bfname%3D100109%5FHS%5FFootball%5FGeorgetown%5Fvs%5FVista%5FRidge%3Bsz%3D320x240%3Bord%3D269783136434853100%3Frand%3D0%2E9885794695001096&flv=http%3A%2F%2Fwww%2Emyfoxaustin%2Ecom%2Ffeeds%2FoutboundFeed%3FobfType%3DVIDEO%5FPLAYER%5FSMIL%5FFEED%26componentId%3D130723465&img=http%3A%2F%2Fmedia2%2Emyfoxaustin%2Ecom%2F%2Fphoto%2F2009%2F10%2F01%2F100109ninehsfootballgeorgetownvsvistaridge1%5Ftmb0000%5F20091001222455%5F640%5F480%2EJPG&story=http%3A%2F%2Fwww%2Emyfoxaustin%2Ecom%2Fdpp%2Fsports%2Ffriday%5Ffball%2F100109%5FHS%5FFootball%5FGeorgetown%5Fvs%5FVista%5FRidge" name="FlashVars"/><param value="all" name="allowNetworking"/><param value="always" name="allowScriptAccess"/></object>tracie bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543210648293389380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083869671229027351.post-31149611785182480142009-09-30T20:31:00.001-05:002009-09-30T20:32:40.597-05:00best. commercial. EVER......okay, okay...i promise, i'll post something of my own soon! but i just saw this commercial and it's sooooo funny! enjoy!<br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bDUpdicn81s&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bDUpdicn81s&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>tracie bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543210648293389380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083869671229027351.post-46146544821302908582009-09-28T12:54:00.002-05:002009-09-28T12:54:59.834-05:00a funny for your monday....most of you have probably seen this because it's been posted on facebook several times. but it is soooo funny!<br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s2aQvEmFwx4&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s2aQvEmFwx4&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>tracie bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543210648293389380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083869671229027351.post-45355823159073000462009-09-24T17:16:00.001-05:002009-09-24T17:17:34.584-05:00this makes my vagina hurt.....<div><iframe height="339" width="425" src="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/22425001/vp/32999190#32999190" frameborder="0" scrolling="no"></iframe><p style="font-size:11px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: #999; margin-top: 5px; background: transparent; text-align: center; width: 425px;">Visit msnbc.com for <a style="text-decoration:none !important; border-bottom: 1px dotted #999 !important; font-weight:normal !important; height: 13px; color:#5799DB !important;" href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com">Breaking News</a>, <a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/3032507" style="text-decoration:none !important; border-bottom: 1px dotted #999 !important; font-weight:normal !important; height: 13px; color:#5799DB !important;">World News</a>, and <a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/3032072" style="text-decoration:none !important; border-bottom: 1px dotted #999 !important; font-weight:normal !important; height: 13px; color:#5799DB !important;">News about the Economy</a></p></div>tracie bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543210648293389380noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083869671229027351.post-24149942087241833052009-09-24T11:18:00.002-05:002009-09-24T11:22:18.620-05:00HOW on earth were THESE guys single???if you watched "ellen" today then you have already seen this....HUH-larious!<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GUIqftJgNEI&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GUIqftJgNEI&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>tracie bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543210648293389380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083869671229027351.post-87694347935826462472009-09-18T15:11:00.002-05:002009-09-18T15:44:39.731-05:00these definately aren't your mom's cartoons....with two little ones in the house, we watch a lot of kid's shows. our t.v. goes back and forth between nickelodeon, noggin and the disney channel ALL day long. and one thing i've noticed is that cartoons are definately not what they used to be. anyone remember the smurfs? i LOVED me some smurfs on saturday morning. it never occured to me to find it strange that there was all those male smurfs and just one smurfette. or how come gargimel was always torturing the poor smurfs relentlessly despite the fact that there was only of him and a million and one smurfs. and why were they blue?? anyhoo, back to the cartoons of today. after watching so many of these, i've drawn my own conclusions about some things...consider this a kind of "true hollywood story" on the world of kid's televesion entertainment.<br /><br />dora the explorer~now, this chic has it figured out...she has learned that all a gal needs is to surround herself with a great group of friends, a token "gay"~you did know that tico, the squirrel is gay, right?? no straight man, i mean, squirrel, could pull off that vest...come on~and a stylish, functional bag can get you through anything life throws at you. her bff, boots, well, the jury is still out on his sexual preference...after all, he does wear red ugg boots...i'm just sayin'<br /><br />max and ruby~i truly don't understand the appeal of this one. but mackenzie absolutely flips her shit when it's on and i hear that a lot of her friends are the same way. first off, where are these kids parents??? seriously? they live all alone? and what's up with the grandma who pops in every now and then, i guess to make sure they are still alive? is it just me, or does she seem drunk most of the time?? and ruby is such a little beotch...she never lets max speak and never lets him play with his own shit...her and louise are always trying to make him play dress-up or pretend he's a baby. i'm waiting for max to grow a pair and tell his bossy sister to back the f' off. now that's an episode i don't want to miss.<br /><br />yo gabba gabba~three letters pretty much sums this one up: LSD...whoever came up with that one has taken a lot of it.<br /><br />sesame street~this one has been around for a LONG time and i've heard a lot of theories out there about how the characters are developed to teach the children about diversity. for example, i've heard that oscar, the grouch, is a homeless person. well, duh. he lives in a trashcan, people. burt and ernie? totally a gay couple. not that there's anything wrong with that. the count? totally a major case of OCD. all that counting and the numbers!! it's madness! cookie monster? obviously suffering from an eating disorder. big bird? schizophrenic...NO one else can see snuffy??? totally makes sense, doesn't it??<br /><br />spongebob squarepants~this is a fave in our house right now. mac wants to watch it all the time. i have to say, i don't get this one. i mean, WHAT is he exactly? and is it just me or does squidward look and act like a major drunk?<br /><br />we've come a long way since bugs bunny...tracie bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543210648293389380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083869671229027351.post-18553317270571442922009-09-16T21:55:00.002-05:002009-09-16T22:52:59.226-05:00and the "douchey" goes to....wikipedia defines a douche bag as a piece of equipment for douching-a bag for holding the fluid used in douching. HOWEVER, for the sake of this post, douche bag is defined as a man that is a complete idiot, tool, moron, asshole....you get the picture. their should be an awards show that hands out awards~the douchey~to these ass clowns. i've compiled a list of some who's douchey meters were off the charts here recently. and the nominees are:<br /><br />south carolina governor mark sanford~now many of you may not know this douche bag. he's the south carolina governor who was having an affair with a woman in argentina. now that alone, is pretty douchey, but infidelity seems to be a pre-requisite for a life in politics. but this dumb ass, had the audacity, to explain that he had met his soul mate~the mistress~but was going to try to fall back in love with his wife. now if that didn't make his wife feel all warm and fuzzy inside i don't know what would. if i were his wife, he would have come home to all his shit on the front law...and a one-way ticket to argentina.<br /><br />congressman joe wilson~this tool actually called the president of the united states a liar~in the middle of his speech. i mean, that's pre-school 101...you don't interrupt the teacher when they are talking. he should have raised his hand like a good little congressman and waited until he was called on to speak. i feel the punishment should fit the crime...he should have had to sit in the corner and think about what he did.<br /><br />joe jackson~just a few days after losing his son~it may have been the very next day~mr. father of the year was seen at an awards show, plugging upcoming artist on his record label. now, this really shouldn't be much of a shock...he's not exactly know for his outstanding parenting abilities. but COME ON! <br /><br />kanye west~his latest tirade at the VMAs really shouldn't shock anyone. this long-time douche bag has been known to say some of the most ridiculous things. a few examples:<br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">"george bush doesn't care about black people."<br /><br /> "If I don`t win Album of the Year, I`m gonna have a problem with that... I said I was the face of the Grammys last year. [This year] I`m 10 times that!"<br /><br />"i realize that my place and position in history is that i will go down as the voice of this generation, of this decade."<br /></span><br />poor, poor kanye....he should really see someone about that self-esteem problem.<br /><br />and last but definitely NOT least........<br /><br />jon gosselin~now, when i first started watching "jon and kate plus 8" i admit that kate seemed pretty bitchy...she was kind of bossy and was a tad bit OCD...but after watching, you realize that she kind of has to be..she's raising 8 kids! and her husband didn't seem to get much of a fire under his ass about anything. still, when they divorced, you expected him to be his usual boring, woe-is-me, self but he has turned into DOUCHE BAG EXTRAORDINAIRE! with those earrings and wearing all that ed hardy crap?? running around with all these different women..announcing on television~that his kids will see someday~that he despises their mother?! say what you want about kate...everyone is dogging her for making all these appearances and trying to make a living...well, yeah, she's a single mom of 8. she's gotta make a living somehow. i say go "team kate" with your reverse, spikey mullet hair-do.<br /><br />and their you have it...these are the douche bags of the moment..<br /><br />who would YOU add to the list???tracie bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543210648293389380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083869671229027351.post-88371956137944945982009-09-16T17:29:00.002-05:002009-09-16T17:37:59.780-05:00are you there, oprah???<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji15eY-TP3Vu6UbDM1lqNPMAxJ_3opcKxgucWC2IvwwSD4ZvWHMjWtH8P0ekzfJO0MHKY9wBFH-Y6T1hbeNyrP96sp9WvxC3yYaEZvzTipfM5ZKRE_Gfiqxw3DPd4R-2nNwq6pNLMnTcAa/s1600-h/Oprah+Winfrey-KMY-000728.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji15eY-TP3Vu6UbDM1lqNPMAxJ_3opcKxgucWC2IvwwSD4ZvWHMjWtH8P0ekzfJO0MHKY9wBFH-Y6T1hbeNyrP96sp9WvxC3yYaEZvzTipfM5ZKRE_Gfiqxw3DPd4R-2nNwq6pNLMnTcAa/s400/Oprah+Winfrey-KMY-000728.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382198119074905298" /></a><br />for those of you that aren't on "crackbook" i had a very exciting afternoon today! i received an email from someone with the "oprah" show who found my blog through google while doing research for an upcoming show. uh, i called her back IMMEDIATELY! and it was a DIRECT line...i wasn't even put on hold! it's the little things, people! anyway, the show is about moms who are in a rut and don't actually enjoy staying home with the kids. after further discussion we decided that wasn't me....i may complain a little....okay....A LOT...but i do love staying home with my kiddos. and most days, i really mean it. but she did say she would keep my information in case they could use me for something else.<br /><br /><br />sooooooo, now that i know that the divine ms. O is reading...i know that she is not actually reading herself but a girl can dream...or be delusional...right?? anyway, i MUST be more diligent about posting on here!! you never know who's reading!!<br /><br />so stay tuned for my next post coming straight to you tonight! it's going to be a good one!!tracie bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543210648293389380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083869671229027351.post-24392166059996346512009-09-03T17:26:00.000-05:002009-09-03T17:27:43.342-05:00i'm just sayin.........ever have days like this????<br /><br /><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cNkp4QF3we8&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cNkp4QF3we8&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>tracie bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543210648293389380noreply@blogger.com1