Tacky Shoe Bunko Dinner

I know everybody has patiently been waiting my tacky shoe reveal. Wait no longer.

My disco inspired heels

*Blang Blang*

Our fun Bunko group

Shoe shot

My previous statement on my last blog entry about the shoes not being tacky was confirmed. Everybody thought they were fun and not tacky. Agreed. But that's all I had, so I rolled with it. I haven't graced my precious feet with a pair of heels since I found out I was prego with my sweet E man. Post baby, Mama has transitioned to an all about comfort moto, that means no heels. I used to be a pro at walking in five inch heels....not so much anymore. But I must say, I was not the only one. My sweet friend Julie, has a broken foot that's in a boot and squeezed her other size eight foot into her mother's size seven shoe. But it was SO worth it! I'm going to go ahead and say she won the tacky shoe award. Luckily my other friend, Leah, was as insane as me and wore ridiculously high heels. I wasn't alone in my discomfort. It was a fun night. We ate at Blind Tiger (got to love some Louisiana cookin) and it was goooooooood. I'm so thankful to have such a fun group of girls to get away with once a month. As a parting note, this was my conversation with my husband before I left:

Me: "Do you wish you had a group of guys that got together once a month like my Bunko group?"

Chris: "I do, it's called hunting season."

Oh how I love being married to my sweet Louisiana hillbilly ;)

Randomness

Here goes the rambling......

I have this God awful wall in my living room that is very spacey (the wall behind my couch). A big picture/portrait looks teeny tiny on it. The wall swallows it. So in an attempt to tame this annoying wall, I ran to Pinterest. Pinterst- the website created for design dummies. I found a lot of collage picture walls, which I thought would be GREAT for this wall. I began my quest for the perfect pictures, frames, and nick nacks. Where better to shop? Of course Hobby Lobby. For less than $150 I found eleven objects to take up space on my wall. Here is the final finished project.

It turned out just like I wanted. And as E grows and more pictures get taken, I can keep adding.

Second ramble.

I am so excited about tomorrow night. It is my bunko groups dinner night and the theme is tacky shoes. I (in my pre pregnancy days) was a shoe connoisseur (looked that spelling up in the dictionary). My specialty- heels. I don't believe any of my shoes are tacky, I consider them more unique/fun/crazy. Kindof like me. Here is a hint as to what to expect- Jessica Simpson and Saturday night fever, disco ball included. I can't wait to post pics.

Third ramble.

Is this not possibly the sweetest thing you have ever laid your eyes on?

This is how HE chose to lay and watch tv. Melts my little mommy heart. 

Demolition Derby

E is like a tiny tornado of destruction. He leaves his mark on every room he enters. Our palace is his playground. He might be all of twenty eight inches (at six months, I'm sure a couple of inches taller now), but boy can he cause some destruction. 

He chews on remotes, spills bottles, throws toys, yanks on blankets, climbs over pillows, and crushes food in the rug. And loves every minute of it. And I must admit, as a mom, so do I. The housekeeper in me hates it, but I push her back until after he goes to bed. That's when the fun begins. Thirty minutes later.....peace and sanity are returned.

The last nice thing I had....GONE.

The last nice thing I had is ruined...gone just like that. Lost to a long string of teething baby slobber. E sent my iPhone to its fiery grave. RIP iPhone. It was a good run. I'm semi holding on to hope that the bag of rice it sits in will save it. Doubtful. I get it now....I get why my mother had NOTHING nice. Because kids will ruin it in one second flat. E used my iPhone as a teething toy. It was an amazing distraction. And when (not if) he got his little slobbery hands on the phone it went straight to the mouth. And heaven forbid you attempted to take it away, the child would nut the heck up. When I weighed my options- screaming baby to ruined iPhone- guess which one won. The baby. Would I pick that choice now? NO. Now that I can't hear out of my earpiece and my phone has no volume. My mother warned. But parents don't know what they're talking about..right? OHHHHHH....one day I'm going to be in my mom's boat. Having the kid who never listens. The kid who has to find everything out on his own. Hopefully he won't be as hard headed as me at twenty-seven years old and still not listening to his mother's warnings. Eventually I will learn. But until then....out with the nice. 

Olympics....who needs sleep?

I am obssessed with the olympics. My bedtime for the last week has been olympic o'clock. Once baby E is asleep, the hubby and I park it in front of the tv. Whenever the olympics go off, we turn the lights off and lay it on down. Most of the time with adrenaline pumping. Definitely not the best sleep I've ever had. It's too hard to sleep with such excitement going on. The best in the WHOLE world competing against each other to be THE number one. There are sports I never even knew existed competing. I love how NBC airs stories about past olympians/olympic games. So inspirational. I honestly can't pick a favorite sport that I've watched. I've watched everything from swimming to gymnastics to water polo (that's a hardcore sport- who knew?!) to track to volleyball and the list goes on. I'm about to throw a little girl power in here.....

Wait for it.....wait for it....

You earn bonus points if you know who these girls are...

How about our women olympians? What strong women!!! Representing our country well. 

A few of our track ladies. 

Our beach volleyball ladies. 

Misty May-Treanor and Kerri Walsh Jennings

Our gymnasts...The Fab Five

Gabby Douglas- women's overall gold gymnast

And of course I couldn't leave without posting a picture of my sweet E.

We now have two beggars in the house. An E and a Peppi. This should make mealtime SO much fun. We can put the dog outside, the kid- not so much. :)

Ohhhh ahhhhh wow

The teething monster has reared its ugly head AGAIN. And this time I think we have a few teeth coming in. For sure the top two teeth and a left bottom tooth. It seems the ugly tooth monster always comes when the hubby is at work. E woke up twice last night crying (very unusual now a days). After the second time I decided it was time for some intervention from my good friend IBUPROFEN. Worked like a charm. Today he boycotted his naps and was a little extra fussy. But nothing we couldn't handle. As long as you were on the ground playing with him he was fine. Amidst all his teething pain, he learned a new trick today. 

Tadaaaaaaaa! Little boy is pulling up.

Ohhhh ahhhhh wowwww! A whole new world.

My big EIGHT month old.

On to a completely different subject. Tonight I cooked a delicious pasta. Have you ever wondered what in the world would we do without Pinterest?! It is my lifeline. "Crap, crap, what are we going to eat for dinner? Let me look on Pinterest." This meal was quick and super easy. Two things I am all about (especially post baby). Here is the recipe.....

Chicken Enchilada Pasta

How do I know it was good? The age old test...does the husband go back for seconds? Why yes, yes he did. 

New Year Resolution...kindof

I've made one New Year resolution in my whole life..and I actually kept it...and it backfired, directly in my face, actually my mouth. I made a crazy, ridiculous resolution to floss my teeth EVERY day. Why you ask....I was tired of going to the dentist and having them ask "Do you floss?" Why even bother asking? It was quite obvious. As soon as the floss touched my gums the blood started spurting, similar to a bloody massacre. A bloody massacre in my mouth. I would always respond (lie) "Yeah like once a week." They knew better. So in an attempt to be a better patient I flossed religiously every day. Fast forward to a year later, sitting in the dentist chair (still bleeding) and knowing I was a good patient and wasn't lying when I said "Yes, I floss every day." Take a wild guess who had THREE cavities. ME. It's a dental conspiracy. I had never had a cavity in my whole life. I freaked out. When I freak out I break out in red splotches everywhere. As the doctor started drilling away in my mouth, she asked if I was allergic to anything. If I was smart I would've started acting like I was having breathing difficulties, and would have gotten out of the whole gig. But my honesty shone through and I admited to my anxiety induced splotching. The process wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, but definitely not something I enjoyed or would want again in the future. So all that being said, I've decided to hit up the New Years resolution ring again, but instead of starting in January, I'm starting in August. New Years resolutions are about bettering yourself, right? So I can start any time of the year. My Mid Years resolution is to read the Bible in chronological order. I know the stories of the Bible, but not necessarily in order. I feel this will help me better understand.

So here's to sticking to my Mid Year resolution.

Here's a sneak peak of what E and I got into today....