Saw this on Alpha’s blog.

The Recipe For Jen

3 parts Naughtiness 2 parts Humor 1 part Mania Splash of Drive Finish off with whipped cream

What’s the Recipe for Your Personality?

When you don’t want it, it’s there.  When you want it, it’s not there.  Lame!

I’m in the mood to make money.  But there’s no money to be made.  What is going on?  Is my blog that much of a loser?

Hay.

I wish our backyard was bigger.  That way, we can put a trampoline in the back for Erynne.  My friend M has one and her and her kids always seem to have the greatest time just goofing off on it.  Plus, I bet I could do some exercises on it and burn some calories.  With the summer weather soon approaching, a trampoline is perfect.  We could always put it in the front yard but then that might invite neighbors to come join me or Erynne.  And truth be told?  I don’t like our neighbors.

“My daughter is a good woman, no bad habits—she doesn’t smoke or drink whatsoever, very responsible woman.”

This is coming from the mother of some girl named Ira Eigenmann whose awful nude photos are circulating the internet. Yes, I saw them and checked it out myself. I’m no prude (and I sure as hell shouldn’t be one to talk considering the size of my body HAHAHA BUT) must you really do this and cause your mother shame?

But this is what I love most — saying the pictures are fabricated. What the hell? Admit that it’s you, call it a day and so will everyone else. What.is.the.big.deal?

Cowards.

Why am I even talking about this????? LMAO.

I used to have this immense obsession with Saabs when I was younger. I loved, loved, loved those old turtle-shaped Saabs with a passion! They were so unique-looking and I wanted one in a deep green. I wanted one so bad. Then college came and when I brought up the subject, it was a big fat no — my dad said European cars were too expensive to maintain. Fine. When I become an adult, I said. Hahaha.

So after more than a decade, my obsession with Saabs has returned folks. I was browsing through cars and I saw their new line of Saabs. I like the SUV in particular (but still prefer the old turtle-shaped ones any day!). A black SUV with leather interior, a TV for Erynne, and some chrome accessories — I’d certainly be a happy girl.

I wanted to lose 3 lbs. before Monday morning’s weigh-in. But after 3 buffets, white birthday cake (Erynne’s — which was super yummilicious!) and everything else in between, I am only .6 lbs lighter. I choose to think positively (well hell, I got to enjoy all that food and still I lost something?) so my measly .6 lbs still counts for something. I don’t have the time to think negatively because as far as I’m concerned, I’m still reaching December 31, 2008 96 POUNDS LIGHTER.

And I won’t even entertain the idea of not reaching this goal because well, I want to say I’ll shave my head bald if I don’t reach my goal — but even that’s not any real big challenge for me. You know me, I love attention so why wouldn’t I shave my head bald anyways?

For one, I might scare my daughter. *roaring with laughter right now/Eric’s asking me if I skipped my meds again, LOL!*

And two (this is where the R rating comes in bwahahha), I can’t stand the thought that my bullies would have more hair than my head.

My sister just moved into her new home at the beginning of this month.  My mom and dad flew to Vegas to help her get settled — and I mean, really settle.  Everything she (and her roommates) owned was put in a garage sale prior to them moving out of the home they were renting — in short, my sister had to buy even the most basic stuff like garbage cans, toilet cleaners, utensils, everything.  And when I say everything, you can bet that includes furniture.  Good thing she started a job this month.  Her living room, kitchen and dining room are yet to be furnished — a future paycheck, she says.  But what do you know?  She’s not as patient as I thought — she came across some online payday loans the other day and is thinking about getting an advance so she can make her furniture purchases as early as now.  She said she already pre-qualifies (she’s over 18, has a job and her bank account allows for direct deposit) and all she has to do is apply online.  I told her to think about it as payday loans come with really high interest rates.  Don’t get me wrong, payday loans aren’t bad — it’s just best to use them for times when you really need the money (like when you have to pay a credit card bill so as to not ruin your credit rating).  I think my sister can definitely wait on those furniture purchases.

Your Karaoke Theme Song is “Baby Got Back”

You’re a total show off who is willing to risk looking like a fool to get a few laughs. In fact, you’ll go for the cheap laugh if you need to… because it’s better than no reaction! Your friends can count on you to get a party started, and you’ll party hard until you can’t remember their names. You’re charismatic, charming, and a total character. With or without a few drinks in you. You might also sing: “I Touch Myself,” “Oops I Did it Again,” or “My Humps” Stay away from people who sing: “Candle in the Wind”

I love this!!!! But here’s the thing, I don’t sing. Would you believe it’s even hard for me to sing with Erynne? I seem to have this phobia with anyone hearing me sing, isn’t that crazy? Of course, things are different when Daddy Crown comes into the picture — or when I’m by myself hahaha.

“I Touch Myself” — I’d even be willing to admit I’d be a hoot at this song, bwahahahaha!

DH’s got his groove goin’ on — he’s blogging now!  I actually convinced him to open a wordpress blog last year but he never really got around to blogging much; in fact, he only blogged two entries before he threw in the towel.  It was a little difficult for him at first because he didn’t know what to write but now?  He’s opened up a blogger account and he’s been detailing his workouts, his experiences with yoga and now, I believe he’s going off on other tangents as well.  He’s really enjoying his blog.  Because of this, I told him when he was ready to have his very own site, he should research the best web hosting company online.  He told me he wasn’t quite ready for that stage but when he becomes a yoga guru, he just might do so.  He’s really motivated by all the yoga sites he frequents daily.  He told he’s read good things about hostmonster.com — I can’t wait for him to cross over!

Mommy, my swim suit is too small. You bought me a pool but you forgot to get me a new bathing suit.

No Easter eggs here but surely, this beats Easter egg hunting anyday!

This is absolute coolness. I hope they let me play here for hours.

Waaaaahh! Daddy turned on the pool sprinklers. It’s hooked onto the water hose so this is freeeeeeeeezing cold!

Mommy says I have to smile. I better stay on her good side so I can play longer. (LOL!)

Dyesebel in the making? NOT.

Brr, it’s not really as hot as you think. But don’t tell my mom that. She’ll say I’ll have to go inside so I don’t get sick. (LOL!)

Again and again. Looooooooove it.

But mommy, I want to go out and play! I want some more! I don’t want to take a bath. I.WANT.MY.SWIMMING.POOL!

(This is where she runs off to her room and throws a tantrum.)

Ok, life isn’t so bad afterall. The Easter bunny came to visit right after my bath. I’m a happier camper now. Kind of.