Pit & Peak #2

I love Fridays. Even more so now because it means Pit and the Peak is back! 

I loved reading about everyone's week and can't wait to do it again! 

There are many reasons I love Friday but mostly, it's because I can usually work from home, which means leggings, a sports bra and all the home brewed coffee I can keep in stock. Yes, McPlease. 

There are tons of peaks this week to talk about. One of them is actually happening as I type this. (thursday night). R1 is currently snuggled perfectly by my side, being all cuddly, still and quiet. THIS NEVER HAPPENS. Crap, I probably just jinxed it.

Where do I start with all the other peaks? There was a lunch date with mi madre, Netflix after Netflix of Mad Men and a tear jerking, I-love-being-a-mom moment thanks to my adorable, loving, crazy 6 year old. That note. I swear. I cried. 

"Mom, when you smile, it warms my heart."

And last but not least, the best Peak Tweet of the Week by the one and only @theotherjuliette:
It was pretty much my favorite thing that happened on the interwebs this week. 

My pit? Hmmmm I actually have to think hard about what it might be. There are definitely some things going on my personal life that I would rrrrrrrealllllly like to NOT be going on but c'est la vie, no? Sometimes I wish people could just let go and let live, you know? Isn't there a magic potion out there that I could slip in someone's drink so they could just not give a shit anymore? (And yes I know what you're thinking: It's called Xanax. Trust me, I've already thought of that and this situation calls for something much stronger.) 

What was your peak and pit?! 
Don't forget: To Link Up, add the Pit&Peak button to your post or link back to Allie and me! 

I Dream About Taylor Swift and Dirty Toilets

Have you ever woken up after a dream and looked around, going "what in the hell....." That was WEIRD. 

I'm pretty sure if anyone could watch my dreams on one of those magic pillows I've seen on Pinterest, I would be less popular than the Beibs right now. My sub conscience has some issues

So in an attempt to make myself feel more normal, I am going to tell you about some of my dreams and then you'll comment and say "me too!" "I totally dream that!" "You are normal!"

So here we go: 

I am in a lake with a bunch of friends when someone tells us there is an anaconda in the water, so I start swimming as fast as I can to get to the shore and I can see the snake swimming faster and faster, catching up to me. When I finally get to the bank, I crawl out and race up a hill and climb onto a swing set. I watch as the snake slithers out of the water and suddenly, it transforms into Taylor Swift and Kesha. They come up to me and we swing together.


Phone Calls: A reoccurring dream I have is that I can't dial the right phone number. Whether I am just trying to call a friend or sometimes, it's an emergency and I am trying to dial 9-1-1 but every time I try, I push the wrong number and have to start over again.

Teeth: Another one is that my teeth keep falling out. And I keep regrowing them. And the fall out again. I HATE this dream. Most times, I literally force myself to wake up because I hate it so much.
They are so real that when I wake up, I actually feel for my teeth to make sure they are all still there and am literally relieved to find them in their place.

Racing Against the Clock: I also dream that I am late. ALOT. The dream always goes something like this: There is somewhere I need to be but there are always reasons why I can't get there on time. Sometimes, my car breaks down, sometimes I can't run fast enough to my destination and sometimes I forget something at the house and have to keep going back inside right as I try to leave. Once, I had told all of my friends and family that I was getting married and to meet me at the church. There was only one problem: I didn't have a groom. So I was running around town (in a dress I had made in my high school sewing class) asking all of these guys from my grade to marry me, while still trying to make it to the alter in time. I'm always racing against the clock.

Dirty Toilets: The worse dreams I have a lot are dirty bathrooms. There is always this huge communal bathroom with all these people using it, no stalls, sometimes it's just one giant toilet that everyone uses at the same time, they just find an open spot on the side and sit. And the bathrooms and toilets are always filthy. It's awful. The other night I was in a rollerskating rank and realized I had to go to the bathroom. When I found the bathroom and realized it was a dirty one with tons of people, I said to myself in my dream "Oh man, I hate these kinds, it's another dirty toilet dream!" 

And don't get me started on the R rated dreams. What in.the.bloody.hell. I can't even. But if you have those dreams that you can't even repeat, I'd love to hear I am no alone! They are so real that I wake up embarrassed! 

So here's your chance: Share with me your weirdest, craziest dreams so we can also feel normal! :) 

Sean, Pink & Taylor: My thoughts on the Grammys

My thoughts on the Grammys: 

Thank God Tay Tay got over the old lady hair and red lips and taffeta. Girl looked good n' sexy last night! And that look she gave the camera during "All Too Well" was deadly! And the hair flip made my neck hurt. But she rocked it and she rocked it good. 

Daft Punk is just weird. I didn't even know they were a thing. But they must be because they got to wear their helmets on stage with Stevie Wonder. 

I love Pink. And her hair and her thighs. And her emotion. And her acrobats. Just all of it. 

Sean Lennon got caught grooving big time and then minute he realized the camera was on him, he went back to being dead serious. It was very moody of him. 

Beyonce and Jay-Z rule the world. I couldn't understand a word they were singing at the opening performance but who really cares? Plus, I am so glad Beyonce agrees with me when I say my hair looks sexy right out of the shower. It's a good look, I've been saying that for years!  Jay-Z told baby girl Blu he was bringing her home a giant sippy cup (the grammaphone) when he won and my heart melted! 

I love Gulianna, but someone on E! needs to feed that woman a cheeseburger. 

And then I got too sleepy to watch much more. I think I might have missed Bruno, which makes me said. Also, Katy Perry....I love you but I just didn't get it. Where you a witch? Where you a horsemen?  Why were your boobs glowing red? But your red carpet Valentino dress was TO DIE FOR. Nailed it. 

My favorite part of the whole night was probably LL Cool Jay's commentary. It was the first awards show that the host didn't continually bash and make fun of other people. He actually spent the evening congratulating and complimenting the artists in audience. I don't think I heard him make one bad joke and I really liked that! Not that I don't LOVE Tina and Amy, but sometimes, it's just nice to smile about something that doesn't require a mean joke at someone else's expense. 

What are you favorite songs out right now? I just found my Ipod after losing it for months and I am ready to load it up with new stuff! 

The Pit & The Peak is Back!


I am so happy and excited for this today that is finally here! 

Let's just dive right in here emmmkay?

The Pit and The Peak is the party you come to every Friday where you post about the ughs and eeeekkks of your week and link up with sweet Allie and me! 

Let's start with my pit. Which is without a doubt, the fact that I clearly have the flu. I kept wondering all day yesterday what in the world was causing me to feel so terrible and now, we know. Waves of nausea, no appetite and feeling like my head weighs 400 pounds. And no, I am NOT PREGNANT. The verdict is in: Flu. and I am NOT happy about it.

Let us move on to more exciting things. My Peak. 
I'm going to go ahead and say my Peak is probably going to happen this weekend. I have NO plans. Literally, my Erin Condren squares are BLANK. Watch endless episodes of Revenge? Yes. Curl my hair just to play with it? Yup. Clean my room? Maybe. Eat chicken nuggets or Ramen? Just might! I will probably find some time to work out if I start feeling better, but something tells me there will be a lot of couch time. 

I can't wait to read all about everyone's weekend and I promise to take more instagram pictures and have a non sick week next week so the next P&P is tons more exciting! 

I Wanna See You Be Brave

Today I went and did something that took some courage. Some self confidence, some bravery and a walk on the wilder side. My sister did it too, so I was hardly on my own but I think we both ended our day walking a little taller, with a new skip in our steps.

I am not going to tell you what we did, that's not the point of this post, per se. 

Really  I just wanted to tell you, who ever is reading this, to be brave. 

In the words of Katy and Sara, I want to see you be brave, I want to hear you roar.

There are things others want to see us do, there are words our loved ones want to hear us say. But a lot of the times, we are too afraid. 

Well I say screw it. 

Do what my sister and I did today. Drink 4 glasses of wine and "to hell with it" and just do it. 

That class you've been meaning to take? That trip you've always dreamed of taking? That one phone call you've been avoiding? That one gift you've always wanted to give? 

No one but yourself is telling you that you can't. It's all in your head. 

My mom got another dog after losing the first dog she'd had in decades. She got her heart broken after being brave the first time and pulled up her boot straps and went right on being brave. Her new dog and her have matching Vera Bradley accessories and she couldn't be happier. 

One of my best friends got married and moved across the country with her new husband. They didn't know a soul where they moved and they're doing great. I have in awe of her bravery. 

And there's these bloggers that I love. Every day, bloggers pour their hearts, souls, creativity and quirkiness into these online diaries regardless that there are probably people, both in the blog world and IRL that laugh at their posts or ridicule them when they don't get their humor. And yet, here we are, waving our freak flags for all to read. And I love it. The bravery and self confidence it takes to share my honest opinions and dorky side makes me feel a little more solid in liking myself every day and that's something we all need a dose of once in a while. 

What do you do that's brave?? 

Daniel Grayson, Erin Condren and Mood Sand: What I Learned This Weekend

Things I learned this weekend:

  • Girls nights are a must. I don't care what I have to do to make them happen more often, but when I find out, it's on. I just think there's something to be said about lounging on the couch with a great friend, talking idly about every topic under the sun, all while drinking a bottle glass of wine in your comfiest pair of leggings. 

  • Sometimes, you just have to eat junk food. Now, if this is actually okay if you do it the ENTIRE weekend, I highly doubt it. Maybe it's because of the time of month, my general laziness or my ...okay no point in dragging this on. I'm just lazy. 

  • The power of playtime with my kids is priceless. This weekend, our Lego town's bakery got robbed (All the guy really wanted was a Long John, according to R1). I made moon sand (and spent the rest of the weekend cleaning up said mood sand off the floor, chairs and counters), and spend a lot of time building forts. R2 and I even played in the bath. I took the head off my razor and let her "shave" her legs just like mommy. You would have thought she won a weekend at a 5 star resort spa. 

  • Revenge is amaze-balls. I know I must be the last person I know to jump on this bandwagon, but better late than never, eh? I can't decide which part is my favorite quite yet. Maybe it's the double infinity sign/tattoo, maybe it's Ashley's wardrobe or Emily's beach house. Okay, who am I trying to kid? It's Daniel. Yes, most definitely, it's Daniel. 

I watched 11.3 episodes over the weekend and I don't think my binge is going to end anytime soon.

I spent any other extra time I had this weekend filling out my new Erin Condren Life Planner for the year. Man I love filling an empty planner! I also learned that they are starting a line of lotion. They included a sample in my package and I LOVED IT!! 

I also talked Allie into bringing back my favorite Link Up of everdom: The Pit and The Peak! So grab the button code and write about your Pits and Peaks of this week and link up with us on Friday! It will be FUNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!

If Tantrums Were Acceptable, I'd Throw Them Everyday

Have you seen this hilarious video yet? Watch it, I'll wait right here. 

First of all, I need to know who the hell has been following me around with a video camera for the past year. 

Sneaky little bastards. 

Anyhooters, this video got me thinking. There are aLOT of things that make me want to throw a tantrum. 

When R2 throws fits, it starts with her throwing her cute little butt to the floor, where she then covers her face with her little fairy hands and yells "dis is the whoa-se day eva!! 

And I can't blame her. Whenever someone doesn't allow me to wear my dirty, holey Hello Kitty ballet slippers to the grocery store, I feel like the world is ending as well. 

But really. There is totally a list of things that make me want to stomp, throw things, cry, yell and basically just quit. 

And they are, in no particular order: 

1. Slow drivers in shitty cars. I know that sounds terrible, but I just can't. ES-pecially is there's nothing in front of them causing them to slow the whole damn world down. On the interstate, if there's no one in front of you, GO. Going 4 over the limit is totally acceptable. I've been doing it for 10 years and have never been pulled over for it. (I have been pulled over for doing 20 over, so don't do that). 

2. The sizes at Starbucks. Oh, I can't just say large and get a legit LARGE? I LOVE you Sbucks but sometimes, I swear. What is it about my appearance that makes you think I only want a TINY amount of caffeine? Is it the messy top knot, the smudged eye glasses, the bags under my eyes? Or is it the screaming children in backseat??  I don't care if I forget to speak in Italian, I WANT THE BIGGEST ONE YOU HAVE. 

3. Slow walkers. If I get stuck behind you in a throng of people,  there's a huge chance that you're not walking fast enough. There are a couple things that make me literally itch. 1) Touching people I don't know 2) Crowds. I HATE crowds and if I am stuck walking closely beside, in front or behind you, there is undoubtedly an inner battle raging inside my head, one side telling me to hit the floor in the fetal position, the other side is to just start babbling and swatting at people so they are forced to give me more personal space bubble. 

4. When my phone doesn't work. Yes, I know I should be thankful to even have a phone, let alone one that doesn't have a green screen a flip top or that damn Nokia ringtone. I am thankful to have a smart phone with Instagram-capabilities, with which I can also talk to text. All very useful and appreciated-WHEN THE BLOODY THING WORKS. When it doesn't, when it randomly decides to stop functioning, I want to throw it across the room, cross my arms over my chest and cry. I can't help it. Sometimes, I sit there and press "Call" 5 times in a row because it's frozen and for some reason I think it will actually make it work. And then throw it. Then, 30 minutes later, it starts WORKING finally and manfriend says.."is there an emergency? You just called me 5 times in a row and no one was there..." No. My phone apparently works on its own personal schedule. How convenient. 

5. Putting on jeans/real pants. Don't tell me leggings aren't pants. Pants are things you put on your legs to cover your body. Leggings do that job perfectly fine while keeping my totally comfy WITH elastic.  Not only does putting on real pants make me want to never leave my apartment, hearing people say my favorite lazy ass wear isn't acceptable  makes me want to pout like a baby. 

To the people at this shop: NO THERE ISN'T. 

Wow you know what? I actually feel relieved to get all of those tantrum inducing scenarios off my chest! Phew! Even though my blood pressure actually spike while writing about them, it was nice to just get those out there! 

Now please tell me I am normal and share your stories of want makes you want to go into tantrum mode! 

A Labor of Love: My Sister's Story

So this week, we celebrated the 6th month birthday of this beautiful little piece of wonder: 

My niece, Lucy Wynn...  

And in honor of Lucy, my sister is sharing her pregnancy and labor story on my blog today...and I couldn't love her more for it. I am so thankful to have both of these ladies in my life! Big sister, take it away....
My husband and I tried for almost a year to get pregnant. I am not going to lie…I took a TON of negative pregnancy tests….not because I thought I was actually pregnant, but because the commercial said you could test two weeks early. Then one afternoon it happened…I took the test and there it was. Sitting on my sink was a POSITIVE pregnancy test. I will never forget that feeling.
Not long after I found out I was pregnant, I found out that I was in total control of something for the first time in my life. Every morning I woke up, I felt like I had something to celebrate. I tried to turn every aspect of my pregnancy into something positive. Not feeling well meant that the baby was healthy and growing. Heartburn meant she could have a head full of hair. I documented the growth of my belly with photos and cute timeline cover photos that measured how many weeks I was with different sizes of fruit.

I had a huge gender reveal party where my husband and I opened a box and a whole bunch of pink balloons filled the air.

Everything about my pregnancy was celebrated. I got heat for this too. I remember one time during my pregnancy someone said to me…” I didn't know the world revolved around you and your unborn child”….that killed me. I felt like someone took a hammer and beat my heart with it. I couldn’t understand how another human being, let alone a family member, could ever say something so hurtful. But then I found out this person had no love for me and my family and what he said did not matter. That moment was a great example of how pregnancy changes you... it makes you realize what is truly important...and dwelling on anything less than positiveness is not worth you or your baby's time. When you are becoming a mother and growing a life, your job is so much more important than paying attention and caring about the negativity created by others who don't matter. It was an important lesson that the enlightenment of pregnancy taught me.

BACK to being happy I went….overloading the internet with the joy of my baby. 
I had so many moms tell me horror stories about labor. The pain, the pushing, the back aches….oh my God I was terrified. I found baths to be very comforting when I was pregnant. I took one almost every night and it was then where I would lay there, put my hands on my belly and visualize my labor. I wanted it to be something that was happy and joyful. I would visualize the nurses and doctor getting ready. I would visualize my epidural, cause let’s face it….that was happening no matter what! I visualized me pushing and the DR putting my baby on my chest. In my head there would be music playing and all of my family would be there with happy tears.
39 weeks and 3 days pregnant. That’s when it happened. 4:00 am came and my labor started. I was at home and it was painful, but I knew that was great because we would soon meet our girl! I took a bath and talked to my baby…I told her what we were going to do and how I would help her. Delivering a baby is a team sport. It’s you and the baby….you are working together and you have to help each other. 10:00 am we headed to the hospital where I was ready for my epidural. And then, just like I had visualized it happening: at 7:01 pm on 7.11.13, as the music played we welcomed Lucy Wynn Santo. And just like I had visualized my family was there with happy tears.

I have a lot of women ask me about my pregnancy and delivery and I swear to them that it was the easiest and most rewarding thing I have ever done. I credit it to my happiness and celebrating. Every milestone and trail can be celebrated and turned into something pretty amazing. You can never EVER share too much joy or too much love. Don’t let anyone ever let you feel scared or negative. You control your happiness. When I look back on my life and my daughter's life, I want to see dancing, glitter, balloons, and happiness. That’s what I visualize….just like how it all started… with one big positive.

And that, my friends, is why my sister rocks. "Nough said.

My Office Space: An Urban Girl Giveaway!

I'd like to introduce you to my new favorite place.

It's quiet and it makes me money. What's not to love!? 

My new office is arguably my favorite place on earth. Now, that's considering that I have barely ever traveled and haven't been outside the states surrounding me in many many moons, but I digress. 

Honestly though, check out this little slice of heaven:

The desk and cube shelf are from Target and I couldn't love them more if I tried! 

The signs on the wall I have been collecting little by little at Hobby Lobby and used PicMonkey to make the "I love you, blogs and coffee" sign. 

And how about this little paisley beauty? 

She's from Urban Girl Office Supplies. Isn't she the prettiest little padfolio you ever did see?

The padfolio also a handy dandy clip board too! 
Lucky for you, Urban Girl is a great company who loves helping people spice of up their offices. They have office supplies in every fun print you can think of: paisley, chevron and every bright color under sun!

To celebrate my luck in finding Urban Girl and how awesome they are, we are giving a 15% coupon code to anyone who fills out the Rafflecopter below, just do it, leave a comment with your email and I will send you the code! Be sure and send me a picture of the goodies you buy too! 

What are YOU reading? Here's my list

I have a slew of books that I've recently read and I swear, I had visions of seperate book reviews all in my head but free time seems to be literally leaking out of my life lately. Consequently, I bring you 3 book reviews all in one, it's your lucky day! I am like the Payless Shoe Source of book reviews!

First, I bring you A House in the Sky by Amanda Lindhout

From Goodreads: As a child, Amanda Lindhout escaped a violent household by paging through issues of National Geographic and imagining herself in its exotic locales. At the age of nineteen, working as a cocktail waitress in Calgary, Alberta, she began saving her tips so she could travel the globe. And then, in August 2008, she traveled to Somalia—“the most dangerous place on earth.” On her fourth day, she was abducted by a group of masked men along a dusty road.Held hostage for 460 days, Amanda converts to Islam as a survival tactic, receives “wife lessons” from one of her captors, and risks a daring escape. Moved between a series of abandoned houses in the desert, she survives on memory—every lush detail of the world she experienced in her life before captivity—and on strategy, fortitude, and hope. When she is most desperate, she visits a house in the sky, high above the woman kept in chains, in the dark, being tortured.

My review: Read it. Really, I give this book 6 stars out of 5. It has stayed with me, sitting in my subconscious for weeks, long after I finished the last chapter. I think about Amanda and what she went through at random parts of my day, sometimes while I am going to the grocery store or when I am laying in my obscenely comfortable bed. How did she endure all of that torture? All of that unknowing? And you know what the icing on the cake is about memoirs? Wikipedia. Google Image Search. Seeing the real life people in the stories. Just read this book. Read it to be humbled. Read it to be inspired. Read it to remember that there are terrible things that happen in the world but for every horrible thing, there's more enduring, brave and kind people that rise above them. 

The next is a book I listened to on audio while making my commute. When I went to the library, I knew I wanted an easy breezy book that wasn't too involved since I would be listening to it while driving, so when I saw a Sophie Kinsella book, I knew it'd be the perfect fit.

The book's setting and witty conversations kept it afloat, but the plot kind of sunk.

I've never been a fan of stories where bad things keep happening to the characters and they can't help or control it. (think Meet the Fockers or Lemony Snicket's A Series of Unfortunate Events).  And this story has a lot of those happening to Lottie because her sister is trying to sabotage her marriage to her old flame, Ben.

All in all, it was "meh" for me. I thought Lottie's sister's mission to ruin her marriage was a bit over the top...and there were several loose ends that didn't quite fit, including a random old man telling a story and the beginning and end...but there were several sweet moments and action packed chapters that kept me entertained. If you want an easy read that makes you feel beachy, this one isn't bad. 

After Wedding Night, I picked up Cartwheel by Jennifer Dubois

It's a FICTIONAL story inspired by the real life events of the Amanda Knox case. (You know, beautiful American goes to college overseas, her roommate is murdered and Amanda goes to jail in Italy but is later acquitted). So far, the book is really good. It's told from by the girl's father, which is interesting but kind of makes the story move a little slowly. He doesn't know himself if his daughter is innocent or not. He wants to believe she is but as the evidence and witness reports poor in, he finds himself doubting his life as a parent, his daughter's innocence, and the judicial system. 

I mean I don't even follow how our American system works, can you imagine being from the U.S. and then flying to a foreign country, where you daughter has been charged with murder and trying to figure out  all of their rules? *Shudders. 

I just finished reading A Tapestry of Fortunes. There were so many great quotes in this book that really stuck with me. 

Here's another: 

It's a great story of a group of women who find themselves searching for something. Old love, a child given up for adoption, careers, and at the center is Cece, a motivational speaker who needs a little taste of her own medicine. I loved this book because as much as it was about Cece possibility connecting with an old flame, it was more about friendships. Cece's best friend passed away from cancer and left Cece with a huge hole, in her life and in her heart. She decides to sell her house and start over...and what she finds on the other side of her old life is an entirely new perspective on life, love and friendship. I loved this book so much! It's short, sweet and painfully enduring. I cried and laughed out loud, which to me is always evident of an amazing story. 

Next up on my book shelf...I THINK maybe it's

(A Gone Girl-esque thriller, yes please!) 

Or maybe 

(A 19th century girl is given a slave for her birthday and vows to set her free)

I set a goal to read 40 books in 2014. It seems like a lot but I've consistently read over 30, plus if I listen to audio books I should be able to tackle 2 at once at some points. I am really looking forward to making my bookworm habits more of a priority this year! 

What are YOU reading?