Eff, Marry, Kill

This reminds me of the movie Stepbrother's when Dale, during an interview with Brennen says to his interviewer, "Okay, here's the shot out of the cannon: Oprah, Barbara Walters, your wife.  You gotta fuck one, marry one, kill one, go!

Probably one of the funniest lines in the movie.

In keeping with funny, I've chosen three men who I consider some of the funniest actors today.   So to play along, you have to choose one to eff, one to marry and one to kill.

 Adam Sandler

Owen Wilson 

 Will Ferrell

This was such a hard decision for me because they are too funny and don't deserve an axing.  I would definitely have to choose Owen Wilson to eff...the blonde hair, the blue eyes...yeah, I would.  I would marry Adam Sandler because he seems like such a family man.  It saddens me deeply to say that I would have to kill Will Ferrell.  He's so funny but he's not attractive enough to eff nor do I think he would be great hubby material for me.

What would you choose?


Tater Tot Casserole

You would never have caught me making, let alone actually eating this dish a couple of years ago.  I would have claimed it was too busy and I don't eat busy food.  I still don't to some extent.  I also had a big aversion to ground meat unless it was covered in taco seasoning.  Slowly, I've overcome this dislike and will now eat most anything that contains ground beef.  However, I thought I would give this recipe a chance, knowing my husband would love it.  Anything with a meat, a potato or a combination of the two is a-okay in his book. 

This meal is pretty heavy so it didn't take much for me to be full.  My husband also says that it must be served with applesauce (like every other dinner in our house is served with). 

Seriously, my husband won't stop talking about this.  He says it's way better than his mom's tater tot casserole...score one for Rach!

Tater Tot Casserole

1 1/2 pounds ground beef, thawed
1 medium onion, chopped
3 cloves garlic, chopped
1 can whole kernel corn, drained
1 can cream of mushroom soup
2 cups shredded cheddar cheese
1/2 cup milk
4 tablespoons sour cream
1 bag (30 oz.) frozen tater tots (crispy crowns)

1.  In large skillet, cook onion until soft and translucent.  (I actually let mine get a little brown).  Add garlic and cook for 1 minute more.  Add ground beef and cook until no longer pink.  Remove from heat and drain.  Set aside.

2.  In small bowl, combine soup, milk and sour cream.  Whisk until smooth.  Add to meat mixture.

3.  Add corn and 1 cup of shredded cheese to meat and soup mixture.

4.  Grease 9x13 casserole dish and layer bottom with 1/2 of the tater tots.  Cover with meat/soup/cheese/corn mixture above.  Layer the rest of the tater tots (other half of the bag) on top of mixture and sprinkle with remaining cheese.

5.  Bake at 350 degrees for 25 - 30 minutes or until golden brown and crunchy.

**Note: you could make a healthier version by using light or fat free ingredients and also using ground turkey.  I choose to use ground beef because I can't justify buying ground turkey when I have a freezer full of ground beef and other random cow parts in my basement.


Running My First 5K This Year

I signed up for my first 5K this year:

Mercy Medical Center Presents
4th Annual Run for the Red 5K Run and Health Walk
Benefitting the Gateway Area Chapter of the American Red Cross
Sunday, November 20, 2011 at Noon

I've been dying to run a race this year and didn't think I'd actually get to since we're almost in the month of November.  I consulted the good ol' internet and found out there are actually quite a few races around the Quad Cities in November and December.  Who knew?! 

This one grabbed my attention because it's only 15 minutes away and it starts at noon!  No getting up at the butt crack of dawn to run my little heart out.

I actually registered, so there is no getting out of it!  Now I just need a pair of running shoes and to start training and I should be all set.

Hubs told me that I was crazy, but he and Quinn would be there to cheer me on!

Any running shoe suggestions?

Wish me luck!

Hey, It's OK! {#1}

...to oversleep and wake up like a mad-woman at 6:30 a.m., scream at your husband to get the hell out of bed and now have to eat out for lunch because your whole day is screwed up and you didn't have time to think about what you wanted to pack.

...to Shazam every song I hear.

...to love working from home on Fridays. It's the only day of the week where I have the entire house to myself.  It's so peaceful and quiet.

...to be really worried about baby Lisa.  There is something fishy going on with the parents.  I think they know more than they're saying.  I hope it's not them because, as a mom, how could you ever do anything to your child?!  Have you ever watched an interview?  They are some weird actin' folks.

...to be obsessed with Words With Friends.

...to only have worked out twice last week because I've been down the bug.

...to be elated to have a night out with the hubs and the best of friends this weekend.  We haven't gone out, sans baby, since our friend's wedding at the beginning of September.  I'll miss Quinn while we're gone but this night out is greatly needed.

...to be glad I don't live in Ohio after hearing of all those wild animals being released by their owner.  It's sad to hear that they were all put down and the monkey was "eaten" by a lion (or so the news reports but how can anyone really determine that?), but the protection of people is number one. 

...to not want the St. Louis Cardinals to win the World Series. 

...to make my second trip to Target this week over lunch because it never fails that I forget 1 or 98989 things the first go round.

Its Ok Thursdays

We Gots The Sickies

The germs are plentiful and free flowing in this household.  Gross!  How bad does that sound?  Well, it's mostly true. 

It started off two or three weeks ago (I don't know...all these weeks of sickness are starting to run together) when Quinn was sent home from daycare.  Apparently, she had a fever that needed to break for 24 hours (no fever in sight so I think they made that one up) and little, tiny, red dots all over her face.  The hubs took her to the pediatrician and was told that she just has a virus that is making her stuffy, coughy and have the dotties.  (Is this deja vu?  Did I already blog about this?).  Fine and dandy.  Nothing we can't fix or get over, right?

Skip a few days or maybe it was a week, hubby comes home from work with achyness (I just thought of Billy Ray Cyrus) and the Hot N' Colds.  He can't even hold the baby because he doesn't want her to get sick and he wants his "mommy" which means me, to take care of him.  Great, Quinn is still getting over a virus and we have another person sick in our house.  By the next day, hubby is feeling much better.  He go's against my better judgement and his non-existent judgement and heads to work instead of staying home, allowing his body get the proper rest it needs to be 100%. 

Skip a few more days to Saturday, hubby once again stays home because he doesn't feel good.  He should have listened to the wifey earlier that week.  He then proceeds to SLEEP.ALL.DAY.LONG.

The next week (which is now last week if you're not keeping up), I wake up on with a sore throat.  I force myself to go to work because deep down, I know there something bad headed my way and I'll probably have to take the next day off.  Sure enough, my entire drive home I was consumed with the Hot N' Colds and dodging the urge to pull over and up chuck.  I picked up Quinn which I probably should have never even entered the daycare facility (shhh! don't tell anyone) and we headed home, remembering that she needed a bath that night.  Of course, I feel like complete dog ass and hubby still can't manage to give Quinn a bath, so I do it.  I did make hubby do 'lotion time' and get Quinney dressed.  (P.S. lotion time isn't some sick, twisted game we like to play...it's sort of like a song or saying we do every night when we put lotion on Quinn and comb out her already tangled hair before she goes to bed).

Skip an hourish...I'm catching up on Rachel Zoe and my stomach is rolling and I'm fighting off the gags.  Then the throw up starts and doesn't end for 3 - 4 hours.  WAIT!  REWIND!  We have to go back a couple of days.  The Thursday of the week prior, I received a free flu shot from work.  OK - FAST FORWARD!  I freaking have the flu!  The entire next day, I spend laying around the house while Quinn's at daycare and hubby's working (which may or may not have been a blessing in disguise). 

Skip a couple of days, Quinn has a bad case of diarrhea as I am feeding her in the car, in the middle of a Target parking lot.  It flew out of her diaper and up her back.  Thankfully, I was smart enough this time, to pack an extra onesie. 

The next day, I think we're all feeling good, so Quinn and I go shopping.  Yay, shopping!  We went to the mall where Quinn insisted she need two new pairs of tights and a sweatshirt.  I decided that I wanted to get a little crafty over the weekend and make a pretty wreath so we head over to Hobby Lobby.  Just as the lady finishes telling me where all of things are located around the store and Quinn and I are looking at felt color options, I hear a noise.  I look over at Quinn and she's projectile vomiting clear liquid all over her and onto the floor of the store.  I think I stared for at least a minute.  I had no idea what to do so I chose to do the best thing...promptly exit the store and tell no one there is a pukey mess on aisle felt and paint.  I didn't make eye contact with a soul as I hurriedly walked out.

This week, I'm bogged down by a sore throat, no voice and a severe cough which has made me vomit a couple of times, unexpectedly.  And by all that, I mean I sound pretty sexy. 

Needless to say, the last few weeks have kicked our butts and I am more than ready to get back to regular programming around our household.  We're getting there.  We're in the process of  kicking the bags to the curb where some other poor soul can deal with them.

So, anyways, enough about the sickies...who wants to come over for the big game this weekend? 

Book Club: Lies That Chelsea Handler Told Me

I finished Valley of the Dolls last weekend...finally.  Overall a juicy and fun read.  You think you know what is going to happen and then everything changes. I'm a little disappointed in some of the characters.  I thought they would be stronger and stand up for themselves more than they actually did.  I've never felt so much emotion for a character than I did for Anne's toward the end of the book.  It was fun reading a book that took place in the 50's and 60's like this one did.  Just makes you realize how life was for people during these time period's.

I wanted a real good laugh as my next read so I picked up "Lies That Chelsea Handler Told Me" which I've had on my bookshelf since this summer.

'My tendency to make up stories and lie compulsively for the sake of my own amusement takes up a good portion of my day and provides me with a peace of mind not easily attainable in this economic climate.' - Chelsea Handler, from Chapter 10 of Chelsea Chelsea Bang Bang It's no lie: Chelsea Handler loves to smoke out 'dumbassness,' the condition people suffer from that allows them to fall prey to her brand of complete and utter nonsense. Friends, family, co-workers - they've all been tricked by Chelsea into believing stories of total foolishness and into behaving like total fools. Luckily, they've lived to tell the tales and, for the very first time, write about them.

Once again, I wasn't disappointed.  Even though this isn't written by Chelsea herself, just the morons she surrounds herself with, it's still freaking hilarious.  I can't believe after all the fucking with she does, they still believe things that come out of her loud, Jewish mouth.  It's not only that.  She somehow masterminds anyone around her into being in on her hijinks of whomever has fallen prey.  Not only that, her lies could go on for days, weeks and even month.

Seriously, she hangs around some pretty stupid people.  Funny, but stupid.  This little fact makes Chelsea genius but we already knew that.  I wish I could lie like Chelsea can.  Any joke or lie I've conjured up lasts about an hour but I do love to mess with anyone, especially the non-smart.

This is a definite, must read if you love Chelsea or have a sense of humor (as are all of her other books).  If you dislike vulgarity, you're not going to Chelsea and we probably can't be friends.

Top Ten Reasons I Dislike Other Drivers **Warning: this post contains pretty words**

I commute Monday through Thursday every week to work.  My drive is about 50 minutes where 30 of it is on a highway with 2 lanes (one in each direction) and the other 20 minutes is four lane.

Since being back at work for a month now, I'm again reminded of how bad people are at driving and what really pisses me off about it. 

My frustration is mounting once again and the birds are flying.

Here you go.  My top ten things I hate about other drivers.  If you find yourself falling under one of these categories, please go to your local DMV and kindly hand over your driver's license because you fucking suck.

10.  Not waiting your turn at a four way stop or any stop for that matter.  Sure, Mr. BMW you do have the far superior car out of all of us here who have been patiently waiting our turn to go.  But go ahead, you fucking deserve it.

9.  Oh hey ciggy smoker, that is just what I wanted, that cute little butt to your cancer stick flying at my car and potentially being sucked through my open window.  No that's fine, I wasn't really enjoying the fresh air.  I mean, why would I when I can suck up all that secondhand smoke you emit.  You fucking rock.  Keep on keeping on.

8.  Dear morning, afternoon and night slow driver.  I never allow myself enough time to make it anywhere going the speed limit so would you please relocate your GD accelerator and GO!  Better yet, just pull over and let me pass.

7.  For the love of the environment at least, get your stink-mobile fixed.  I shouldn't get a headache from following you for 5 seconds.

6.  Those who never allow others to pass them on the open road.  Yes, you, person who will pass me, merge into my lane and then proceed to go the speed limit or less.  Don't even think of passing these people because it won't happen.  For some reason, they rediscover their accelerator the second they feel threatened.

5.  To the people who don't know how to operate their turn signals and slam on their brakes two feet before they need to turn, here's a big fuck you.

4.  I drive a Grand Prix but it does not mean that I think I have a race car under my two hands.  No, I will not be partaking in your game of "race me across the line".  Also, nothing pisses me off more then when you race me across said line to only slam on your breaks and turn fifty feet after.  Drive off a cliff.  Kidding.

3.  The swervers.  You know those people who swerve in and out of traffic, across three lanes on the highway, cut people off and  probably cause the majority of accidents.  Yep, you really should consider driving off a cliff and I'm not kidding.

2.   Mini-vans and Ford Focus'.  Maybe I'm generalizing but the owners of these two machines are the worst drivers in America. 

1.  Other drivers are assholes.  Period.  I guess that's why they call it defensive driving.

I'm confident Quinn will hear her first curse words, if she hasn't already, while in the car with her mom.  I guess she has to learn sometime.

A Baptism

A couple Saturday's ago we had Quinn baptized.

Baptism's at our church involve being in front of a lot of people the entire time (and I'm not a big fan).

First, we baptized the baby in the common area by the fountain, where the entire church stood around us and watched.

Then we had to walk down the aisle after everyone was seated to "show off" the newly baptized baby, where we then we had to sit in the front of the church through the entire service. 

I was the leader of the pack so of course, I sat in the second row instead of the first because who sits in the front row? People who like to kiss ass for life, that's who.

My sister then proceeded to give me evil eyes and/or said something to me in the form of a whisper about how I'm supposed to sit in the front row.  Or maybe it was my mom?  Whatev.  I do what I want.

During the last part of the service, we had to stand in front of the altar where we received mother and father prayers.  Again, in front of everyone. 

Then we followed the cross back up the aisle where we were bombarded by people and congratulations. 

It was actually very nice.

Quinn was a perfect angel the entire time.  She didn't cry at all.  During the actual church service, she took a bottle and then said "peace out, I'll see you bitches after this business is done" and asleep she went.

Also, when we arrived to the church, a man gave us instructions on where were to sit and other things.  Then he said, "you don't look old enough to be a mom."   Umm thanks?  Should that be taken as an insult or a compliment because it really could go either way.  I am a mom, I know I look 16 and no thank you, I do not want to be featured on Teen Mom...oh?  I get paid, then yes please, sign me up. 
No, sorry I don't live in a double wide.

Finally, my favorite part came.  We went to eat where I proceeded to stuff my self with prime rib, grease fried shrimp dipped in butter and Mountain Dew.  I didn't even have a swip of alcohol.  What has motherhood turned me in to?

I actually think the best part of the day was having my family together...AWW!  We haven't all been together since my sister's wedding back in May so it was long overdue. 

Also, did I mention that my sister-in-law is preggers which means Barney & I get another niece/nephew and Quinn gets another cousin.  She's due in March.

Throwin' It Back Thursday {vol. 5}

I haven't done this in awhile and thought you all could use a little tuneage in your life today. 

Lord knows that I do.

Throw back:
Rosa Parks by Outkast
Rosa Parks anybody? 

Not Over You by Gavin Degraw
I remember first hearing him back in my freshman year of college when his song "I Don't Wanna" was the theme song to One Tree Hill (I don't watch this show anymore since I missed so much in the past couple of years so I don't even know if it's still the theme song).  One of my favorites of his is "Chariot" but his newest song has a good vibe.


And, hey?  Tomorrow's Friday.  Just thought I would remind you all in case you all forgot.

Exercise Log - September

I'm  a little embarrassed about how many 'off days' I have this month.  I know I shouldn't be.  But in my defense, I started back to work mid-month and I am still trying to get into an after work routine with Quinn, dinner and making time for working out.  I have yet to give up Mountain Dew.

9/1:  Off day
9/2:  30 Day Shred - Level 2
9/3:  1 game slow-pitch softball
9/4:  4 games slow-pitch softball
9/5:  Off day
9/6:  30 Day Shred - Level 2
9/7:  30 Day Shred - Level 2
9/8:  30 Day Shred - Level 3
9/9:  Off day
9/10:  Off day
9/11:  30 Day Shred - Level 3
9/12:  Yoga Meltdown - Level 2
9/13:  30 Day Shred - Level 3
9/14:  Yoga Meltdown - Level 1
9/15:  20 minute run/walk
9/16:  30 Day Shred - Level 3
9/17:  Off day
9/18:  30 Day Shred - Level 2
9/19:  30 Day Shred - Level 3
9/20:  30 Day Shred - Level 3, one No More Trouble Zones circuit.
9/21:  Off day.
9/22:  Off day.
9/23:  No More Trouble Zones  (big challenge)
9/24: Yoga Meltdown - Level 2
9/25:  Off day
9/26:  Ripped in 30 - Week 1
9/27:  Ripped in 30 - Week 1
9/28:  Off day
9/29:  Ripped in 30 - Week 1
9/30:  Ripped in 30 - Week 1

I was really intimidated to start Ripped in 30 but so far, so good.  I would recommend that if you are just starting out with working out, you do the beginner's version of the workouts and start with 30 Day Shred.  Even though I work out all the time, I still get stiff after Ripped in 30 and that's saying something about the program.

10 Day YOU Challenge {Picture}

Well, this is it.  The last day of the 10 day challenge.  Now, I'll just have to figure out what I'll blog about. 

{Picture of myself}

Yesterday was spent working out, road tripping to a benefit for a co-workers husband, watching baseball and football and eating buffalo chicken dip (yum!).  Today I'm catching up my DVR, mostly Glee and Castle, watching football and trying to read the rest of Valley of the Dolls.

Enjoy the rest of your weekend!