through the rabbit hole with jack falahee

So, it's not often that I remember my dreams but when I do they are often so far fetched I'm amazed when I wake up wondering if it was real or not. Well, my sleep was so horrible last night that I'm not even sure how my brain was able to even form a dream of this weird magnitude.

Well, it starts out with me being at a waterpark and I am seemingly there alone, without my family, but weirdly there is snow and ice in the water but no one really seems to be affected by this.

I'm making my way to the water slides and when I get to the top, there is a little girl there with her mom. The opening to the slide was completely covered in shards of ice and there was no life guard on duty. Deciding not to ride down the slide, the three of us turned around.

The next thing I know, I get a message from Jack Falahee who is apparently at the same waterpark. He sends me a photo of two guys, but just their asses. One is unknown, but the other was Scott Disick. How did dream Leia know this? I'm uncertain, but it was him! The message said something like, "please find out where to get his techie shorts, it would make that girls day."

So many questions:

• how long have we been bffs?
• when did he get my number?
• why does this little girl want these 'techie' man shorts?

In my dream I was trying to be non-chalant even though I was so very clearly freaking the fuck out because Jack Falahee was messaging me. Why, when he wouldn't be romantically interested in me? No clue. DREAMS, MAN! Oh, and I'm married, duh. I'm all like, "yeah, no problem. I'm glad you thought of me because finding techie shorts is one of my specialties."

The dream then jumps to me pulling up to the drop off location. For whatever reason, it was not at the waterpark. I found his car easily because there was a bumper sticker of the message I sent to him? Yeah, I don't know and it was extra weird because the sticker looked worn as if it had been there for many moons. So, I message him that I'm there with the shorts and he comes out.

Next, we are at his house/apartment just hanging out like old pals. He is on the couch being swarmed by 5 or 6 cats and I'm trying to sneakily take pictures of him because I knew even in my dream that no one would believe that this happened to me. That Jack Falahee and I had just hit it off so well as friends and we were just having a grand ol' time.

Then, I woke up. And was bummed. No celebrity bff's for me. But is it really that big of a stretch? We grew up only twenty-some miles apart and are roughly the same age!

It's a cruel world.

Leia

 



conversations with kennedy

"The ultrasound looks like a squirrel, by the way."
"Cause it was a squirrel. It's all I could find on the internet!"

Okay, so that's from Baby Mama. Shame on you if you didn't recognize it.

ANYHOW. *driving in the car with Kennedy*

Kennedy: "So did you know when babies are still growing inside the tummy they eat?"

Mom: "Oh, really? That's interesting."

K: "Yeah."

M: "Well, how do they eat?"

K: "They have a straw that goes to their belly button and everything the mom eats, the baby gets too."

Umbilical cord out *mic drop*.

Leia



sharknado: the 4th awakens

The Sharknado movie franchise is one of my favorites. The best part is how serious the actors are but how corny and laughable the movies are. The fourth installment really took things to a brand new level.

Before watching the poster made me ponder a few things:

• Where did April's chainsaw hand go?
• This is totally a copyright infringement, right?
• Why is Fin shown twice?
• Who are all these new peeps?

How to celebrate? Have a viewing party with your best friend and be sure to bring/make shark themed snacks!

'Shark Teeth' Bugles

½ cup peanut butter

1 cup chocolate chips

½ bag original Bugles

1-2 cups powdered sugar

1. Pour half bag of bugles into freezer bag.

2. Melt chocolate and peanut butter in microwave at 15 second intervals.

3. Pour over bugles and shake/knead/other technique until bugles are well covered.

4. Add in powdered sugar and repeat shaking technique. Make sure your bag is tightly zipped closed.

5. Enjoy!

Shark Fin Pita + Hummus

mini (or regular) pita bread

hummus

olive oil

*salt

*garlic powder

*italian seasoning

1. Pre-heat oven to 350°F.

2. Grease a baking pan or line with foil.

3. Lightly spread olive oil and sprinkle with desired seasoning.

4. Cook pita bread at 4 minute intervals until desired crispiness has been met.

5. Enjoy!

Ocean Jell-O Cups

1 packet jello (or more)

whipped cream

Swedish fish (or other fish candy)

1. Prepare Jell-O according to package. I used the quick set instructions for the first time due to being a slacker and it worked well!

2. Pour Jell-O into small cups and let set.

3. Add whipped cream on top (be sure to do this just as your guest are arriving or it will fall flat as did mine).

4. Add gummy garnish.

5. Enjoy!

Bloody Beach Cake

1 box red velvet cake

graham crackers

frosting (colored blue)

fish sprinkles

1. Prepare cake according to box.

2. Channel Martha Stewart and decorate.

3. Enjoy!

Adam brought the cake and he completely outdid me. My Jell-O ended up being a major fail. The whipped cream was on top for around 4 hours before we ate it and it had fallen flat, made the Jell-O runny and made the fish extra chewy. Make note that I have forewarned you about this so if you ever throw a beach/shark themed party you are prepared!

The ingredients for everything (aside from the cake) were only $13. For three party snack items I think that is really affordable.

So, now sit back and relax with your snacks and get ready for some side splitting laughter.

May the chainsaw be with you.

Leia

hypochondriac

Well, I'll have to save my 'excitement over new glasses' post for another day.

Turns out that maybe Piper didn't have food poisoning like I had previously crossed my fingers for. Now today Kennedy is sick and boy do I feel miserable about it. I am the worst mother when it comes to pukey kids. I don't really feel shame in admitting this. Am I horrible? I want to comfort her but my 'would rather be mauled by tigers than throw up' attitude absolutely gets in the way.

Few people truly understand my feelings on the subject. My mom would be number one on the list though. All throughout my life I have hated it. I know, I know; is there anyone that actually likes it? I don't think so. But there are not many things that rank higher on my shit list than throwing up/seeing/hearing other throw up. I've mentioned it more than once before. SORRY, I HAVE MANY EMOTIONS WHEN IT COMES TO THIS.

Currently in between making sure Kennedy is okay, her telling me in a shaky voice that she loves me while I'm an arms length away, cleaning and sanitizing, and running to wash my hands, I feel that I might be coming down with it too? Or is it in my head? There has been too much puke around me these past few days that I can't tell if I'm making it up or not. Help! Is there a "am I going to puke" hotline?!

It's bad guys.

Leia

hello, pnc

A little over two weeks ago I decided to make the change from Chase to PNC. The main reason I decided to change is because I learned that I can have my work ID linked up to my bank account and use it as a credit card (at work). I knew that the hospital partnered with PNC but not to what extent. Also the $200 new member bonus was a nice perk.

Well, little did I know that it was going to be a hassle and a half.

When I set up the account online it let me decide whether or not I wanted to create my PIN now or have one mailed to me. I chose to pick my own and at the end of the process I was told that I would get my new card in the mail in 3-5 business days. Well, on day 5 a PIN was delivered to my house but I threw it out because I was like, "ummm, hello I already picked one out!" The next day my card came and yippee time to activate it! Well, I called over the phone since there are really no PNC ATM's near my house and the number I entered for the PIN didn't work.. nor did the two other options I tried. I was told I was now suspended from phone activation.

The next day after work I stopped at an ATM and the same thing happened, and it was after midnight so I didn't have the option to go inside. I called customer service the next day and they said they would mail a new PIN out. Jaysussssssss. Well, when it came I tried calling to activate and I was still suspended from that service. On the way to see Lights Out, I stopped at an ATM with the new pin.. and it still didn't work! Was finally forced to go speak with someone in person to get the problem fixed. Oh how the electronic age has made me hate dealing with real humans. But hey! Steve fixed the problem in 30 seconds and I was on my way!

But, I still have to call to get my online banking refreshed because I'm still locked out from numerous failed attempts. Luckily I still had money from my previous account so I wasn't hard up for cash but it was extremely frustrating nonetheless.

1-888-PNC-BANK

Leia

3am-3pm

Well my first 3am shift went surprisingly well. The melatonin eventually kicked in and I fell asleep by 10pm or so. Unfortunately for me this still meant only 4 hours of maximum sleep. Let me say that it felt like I was in the twilight zone waking up in the middle of the night for work. The drive to work was also surreal; no traffic on the road and parking was extremely easy.

While things were going well for me, it was a different story on the home front. Brendon checked in around 2pm with reports that miss Piper had thrown up twice. Meeeerrrrrrrrr. I came home to this little pathetic scene:

This was after round two. Her blanket had to be washed and she was clutching her temporary blankie in one hand (a clean shirt hastily grabbed from the fresh laundry to quickly try and comfort her) and some ice water in the other. Her paci was out and she was fast asleep. After she woke up I gave her a dose of Tylenol and a nice long soak in the tub and she was seemingly ready to go. Around 8pm I made a late dinner per Kennedy's request. "Kraft macaroni and cheese". Seriously can't tell if she just watches too much television or if she just has an extremely great memory. Welp, Piper's belly was not ready to keep that down and I'll spare you the diaper details. I have a feeling she got ahold of a piece of stray food from the ground or did a bit of garbage picking and ended up with a stitch of food poisoning. Is my toddler the only one that goes dumpster diving?

I put her to bed as soon as to was feasible and crossed my fingers hoping I'd seen the last of that. Then, Kennedy and dad had "girls time". Brendon had promised Ken that he would paint her nails and somewhere along the course of setting things up this happened:

What a champ! So fetch, I might add. Kennedy told him he had to "let it come off on it's own, NO PICKING" and he agreed. We'll see how that goes, haha.

On my last stretch of energy I have no shame in my attempt at cleaning up.

Tomorrow is a new day and I don't have any obligations.. well, besides putting the play table away the right way.

ZzzzZzZZzz.

Leia

new schedule

I start my new schedule tomorrow after 4 weeks of training. I tried and tried to prepare myself, including a daily dose of melatonin tonight, but alas my brain is going haywire. The girls have done really well with having their bed times pushed back but.. not tonight; they are currently cuddled up on the couch watching a movie with dad. Tomorrow is definitely going to be rough but I thought getting some feelings out there on the interweb might calm me down. Oh and doing this slow breathing technique I saw to help you "fall asleep in minutes". 

2am is so close..

Leia