Yesterady, the Fam Bam went down to the beach to watch fireworks off the marina. We were there from about noon to 10 pm. It was a last minute plan and I was all alone in trying to pack and get 3 kids ready etc. But we got it done and had a great time! Except for one thing. I put myself last again. Continue reading
My family is German Scot. That means we enjoy every little thing, talk shit about every little thing, and argue over every little thing. And we do it LOUDLY. Me personally, I have a lot of patience but once that’s worn thin, I get FLAMING MAD and it lasts forever! When you have kids and they are babies, you are just in awe of how this little miracle came about. When they turn 2, you wonder how you’re going to get through the day without a felony charge. ‘Terrible Twos’ they say. That’s being polite. I call them, “The Asshole Years.” Continue reading
So here I am, 1:07am and I’m writing my first blog entry about my journey to become the Ultimate Trophy Wife. Being a new SAHM, it’s quite the challenge for me. My blog is going to help me be accountable to keep me focused on my way to building a new me.
Because the old me wants to get lost in the sofa with a gallon of ice cream and a Doctor Who marathon on.
It’s time for a change. To show my kids it’s not cool to be fat. To show my BF that I can care enough about my family to take care of myself. To show myself that even though things have changed, they are changing for the better. Continue reading