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FEELING: You guys, I'm pretty bummed. I came this close to hobnobbing with Bravo-lebrities two weeks ago and I didn't even know it. Gah! This is so typical of me. I had ONE chance and I blew it. Let me explain. Those of you who are familiar with the Real Housewives of Dallas know a thing or two about BFFs Brandi and Stephanie. Apparently they have a podcast and at the end of each episode they prank call viewers/fans. I was unaware of this until my sister informed me last week. You see, Aubrey listens to their podcast and when they asked followers on Instagram to submit names for potential prank calls, Aub shot them a DM with my information. Apparently they went back and forth coming up with ideas about fake products they might try to pitch me. So when my sister and I were chatting on the phone last Friday, she asked me: "Hey, have you gotten any phone calls from Texas lately?" Clueless, I responded with a "yes" and droned on about all the scam phone calls I get on a daily basis. She went on to ask, "Any from Dallas?" I pulled up my call log and there were FOUR missed calls on January 29th from the DFW area. I shared this with her and she went on to explain the rest. Yep, I was pretty bummed. I can't say for sure it was them, but I'm going to let myself believe they have my cell number and that they gave it a shot. Wouldn't you?! Now, if it was Kam trying to call and tell me I won a lifetime supply of pink dog food for Beesly, I'd decline. In this case, I really DO give a rip!
THANKFUL FOR: I don't know whether to be appreciative or weirded out by the following, but in the spirit of gratitude I'm just going to roll with it. In an age of Siri, Alexa, and a creepy number of targeted ads, I found it oddly convenient that Xfinity opted to give us a few weeks of Showtime for free. I was just talking to my mom and Flyboy about how difficult it would be to wait for the final season of Shameless to be released on Netflix. Not even 24 hours later, I was flipping through the guide on our TV and realized we had a trial subscription through February 24th. I'm all caught up on season 9 now, but have this fear the trial will end before the finale. Yoo hoo! Big Brother, if you're reading this, please don't cancel my Showtime until I complete the series. Ya year??
THINKING ABOUT: I guess I figured that since there wasn't any catchy term for age four (i.e. terrible twos, threenager, etc.), we would be in the clear. Kinda? WRONG! Try again. Life with a four year old is like living with an impulsive and emotionally unstable attorney. The need for power and constant negotiation is downright exhausting. I worried I might have trouble sleeping while Flyboy was away, so I bought a bottle of melatonin gummies a few weeks ago. Guess what?! Don't need 'em. By the time I get Max to bed and my head touches the pillow, I'm down for the count.
THINKING ABOUT: I guess I figured that since there wasn't any catchy term for age four (i.e. terrible twos, threenager, etc.), we would be in the clear. Kinda? WRONG! Try again. Life with a four year old is like living with an impulsive and emotionally unstable attorney. The need for power and constant negotiation is downright exhausting. I worried I might have trouble sleeping while Flyboy was away, so I bought a bottle of melatonin gummies a few weeks ago. Guess what?! Don't need 'em. By the time I get Max to bed and my head touches the pillow, I'm down for the count.
READING: It's been awhile since I shared a round-up of articles I found entertaining, thought-provoking, witty, etc.
LISTENING TO: Last week I shared that Max and I have a front row seat on the struggle bus these days. All aboard! Yes, this past Sunday ranks up there as one of the worst days of motherhood ever—right next to the infamous airport meltdown of 2017 in which he escaped from his stroller and several strangers came to check on us and offer me water. Anywho, it's been a wild ride for this mother-son duo. I won't bore you with too many details from this dreadful day, but it did include my son screaming at the top of his lungs: "I don't like you! You are the WORST-EST mommy I ever had!! Worst-est mommy EVER!!!!" Upon sharing this with an online friend who has four-year-old twins, she reminded me that a really bad mom would have corrected his grammar. Hehe! Trust me, I was tempted.
WATCHING: Seth Meyers and Ina Garten day-drinking!! Please tell me you watched this already. If not, stop what you're doing and prepare for ten minutes of giggly bliss. It is THE best!! I've never seen the Barefoot Contessa quite like this and by the end of the segment the two are blitzed. "Can we NOT talk about Jeffrey!"
EATING: I don't know what it is about pot pie, but I swear it's my kryptonite. I can't remember the last time I ate it because I literally become a ravenous animal when it's placed in front of me. I suppose this comfort food takes me back to my childhood (my sister and I were obsessed) and because life is short, I should probably just eat the damn pot pie. Since cooking for one is kind of boring and a low priority right now, I might take a hint from A Cup of Jo and try these Shortcut Pot Pies, made with Trader Joe's ingredients. They look amazing!
LOVING: Per Lara's recommendation (she's been my go-to beauty blogger for the past few years—her picks never disappoint!), I'm giving the Ole Henriksen Goodnight Glow a shot. I've been alternating it on the nights I don't use the Beautycounter Overnight Resurfacing Peel and Mario Badescu Seaweed Night Cream. So far I'm pretty impressed with how glowy it makes my skin look in the morning. While I understand that anti-aging products like this typically take six weeks or more to really see results, I have a feeling this will be a regular in my skincare regimen.
How are you feeling today? Any plans for Valentine's Day? Thanks for stopping by!!
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