I never know who I'm going to run into…even when I run into them.

The Coach forced me to attend THREE college basketball games this week. 

Three. 

Forced.

THREE.

The coach noticed some ball-playas in the vicinity of us during our second game this week. 

Me? 

Red Sox who?

Four of the Boston Red Sox. 

 Ummm…I know nothing, but looked them up. 

One of these guys has a paycheck that looks similar to 10.5 million a year.

We have SO much in common. I mean really, I have the same t-shirt from Old Navy!
(the coach knew all their names: Gomes, Ross, Napoli, Pedroia?)

Seriously though, they were very nice guys and none of them were wearing colored socks. 

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On another Boston note, Lindsay is going to Boston next week.
(she is marching in the St. Patty's parade) 

Can you believe I had to go out and purchase winter SOCKS and a JACKET for her? She had neither.
Not a jacket to be found for this child in our house. Bikinis? yeah, we have plenty of those.
{in case you were concerned, she isn't marching by herself….she'll be with her band}
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We attended our third game on Sunday afternoon. (our peeps lost sadly)

When we got home I noticed something different. Oh, yeah, that dang time change!!!

The sun was in a different spot and everything seemed chill & calm.

Me: Look at the sun and pool! It's gorgeous!!!

Oh, yeah, Cocoa was thinking the SAME thing!!

Oh, much better minus the boxer. :)

Our weather has been spectacular. I almost hate to admit it and then jinx myself. 

A great weekend here in our neck of the woods. 

Did you have to purchase warm clothes for the cold or sunscreen for the sun? How about socks?

I'd Smack That...

...person who decided to put a non-removable sticker on the mirror/glass that I've purchased. Wish I knew when I purchased that mirror/glass object that I'd need 2 gallons of chemicals to remove it. Holy Chemical overdose.

…person who loves to always share with you the things they *DON'T DO…or *DON'T NEED in their lives. *insert many things here:_____smart phones, TV/cable, dinner out, pretty shoes, name-brand purses, you name it.
Does that make you a better human being? 
No. I just makes you a blabber mouth. {we all know that recycling makes you a better human being!}
Down with the blabber mouth.

…person over 23 doing the selfies. I see them on FB. I see them on Blogs. (baby bump pics are necessary and enjoyable as are photos of your new glasses or 'do) It's one thing for you to update your profile pic, but another to, well, it's only ok to update your profile pic when you get a new hairstyle or specs. That is the law. Don't make me enact a citizens arrest on your butt.

…person who feels the need to take up two or three parking spots….oh wait, I've already covered that. Who fondly remembers my run in with the crack wh*re? Those were the good ol' days!

Wishing you all a great weekend low on chemical overdoses, minus blabber mouths, self involved people and no run-ins with parking lot crack wh*res!

Click here for my latest selfie. 

XOXOXO

Seriously, you clicked?

Gosh, I love you!

P is for Puple

Way back in the early ages...you know, when my kids WERE early aged...
Linds could not say her 'r's.
She had the cutest speech impediment ever. Gosh, I'm kinda mad that she speaks correctly now!

Anyhoo...in kindergarten they had these songs to learn colors and spell them;  I still sing: P is for puuppple when I bring up anything purple related.

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Ok, enough about Lindsay and the fact that she can now pronounce all letters {Grrrrrr}...this post is actually about my Lolo.


A few months ago while at the hair salon, Lolo spoke to our stylist about adding in some purple highlights.
She suggested that purple extensions would be the way to go, as the color would not fade. Lo asked my opinion, and I'm usually very opinionated.
 It's your money, its your hair. 
Lo booked an appointment and made a down payment on her purple locks.

If she wants to express her personality with some purple hair, I'm ok with that. 

Tattoos, well that's another story.

 I love her 'do. She's had them in about a month and they should last 3-4 months. 

When you are young, cute and hip...you can pull off purple highlights. 

{I keep my purple highlights on my legs...I call them very-close veins}

I'm thinking about getting white or silver highlight/extensions...you know, just so I can see the future today.

XOXO

Coming out of the closet.

Well, we've talked about it for years and years and yearrrrrs. Ok, perhaps YOU and I didn't talk about it for years and years, but the Coach and I have talked about it for years and years.

Our master closet was embarrassing. You know, kinda like the cobblers kids with no shoes….Mr. Cabinet maker with crappy cabinets.

After a few roof leaks, water damage to the wall/carpet, a broken drawer-face…well, we were
embarr-ass-ed

See the lovely half carpet, half concrete and pretty drawer?

 Because of the set up of our bathroom/closet, it was hard to get a good pic of it all. 

 I was a huge fan of all the drawers, but my closet designer (Coach) wanted more hanging space and assured me that I would still have the same amount of drawer space. He knew if I wasn't happy, he might lose his life as I tend to get violent when it involves improper organizing. 

Step one was to build a temporary closet in the living room….because my husband doesn't believe in being normal. (I suggested we lay all our clothes on the guest bed for the interim-he gave me a pity chuckle) 

Lolo, builder extraordinaire. 

Having a closet in the living room was more convenient than I thought it would be! 

 The new closet was built out of raw maple….and *we installed cork flooring. 

When I say 'we' I mean Herman who has installed cabinets for the Coach for 15 years. 

The rip-out, installation of flooring & wood took 3 days.
Next up….our painter arrived and was here for 2 1/2 days.

The photos don't do it justice, why don't you all come over and have a glass of wine while admiring the closet?

The coach has his side….and I have mine. Of course, I can move my stuff into his side if a great shopping opportunity presents itself. 

Are you as excited as I am that I have room for MORE shoes??

This was of course a great opportunity for us to take inventory and truly purge the things we won't ever wear again.
And if you're wondering, yes the Coach is alive and well…I DO have enough drawer space.
But really….does one ever have enough drawer space??

XOXO