eatthefrostingfirst

 Hey younger self,  I want to tell you something that’s going to be hard for you to do for a while- I wish you could see that if you do it early on you’ll be so much happier but, unfortunately- it’s so hard to do as a teen- or young 20 year old ..  But here it is, My wise wisdom words; You do you.  That’s it. Be you. I know you feel you’re not as popular or as thin or as pretty.  You feel you’re not as smart or athletic (you’re not. You’re definitely not as athletic. Sorry my younger self that’s the truth)  but the rest- You are worthy.  You have strength and courage and kindness.  You will be okay even if you have to drop out of statistics in college and cried on your 30th birthday.  You’ll have some challenges as you get older but you’ll meet someone who you will spend your life with who will hold your hand through it all (so honestly stop seeing some of the jerks you’re seeing) and set yourself some higher standards.  Boyfriends aren’t everything and throw away the GUESS jeans with

   I often wonder what would happen if the garbage overflowed- would my boys end up actually emptying it?  I experimented. And for all you mothers you will not be shocked that the answer to this is; no. I have also realized that I hate thinking about what is for dinner, planning dinner, answering the question what is for dinner and lastly- cooking dinner.  My children are already better students than I ever was.  And I’m so proud of them for this.  Yet, I still feel the need to tell them that they will never use chemistry again in their entire life -unless they go into some kind of medical field.  Which is unlikely for either .  I am AMAZED that I have lived this long without a Dyson vacuum.  Game changer! I am in my “wish I was thinner, why aren’t I losing weight? Eat a blondie don’t give a shit life is short “phase which basically is like groundhogs day because it’s my phase every day. Speaking of Blondies please follow my new business @batterup blondies on Instagram and/or Facebook

  We are all in love with our 8 month old Bernedoodle;  Skylar.  She seriously is very smart and cute as can be but she doesn’t know how to sleep late.  So we now ignore her. 457AM I hear the clicking of her paw nails against the hardwood floor in our bedroom and I know what comes next.  Her wet nose nudging me. Ignore. Ignore. But then her front paws come into the bed.  “Down” I say in my loud whisper.  She obeys. Do not pet the cute dog. I roll over facing away from her. She is no dummy and makes her way over to the other side of the bed, nudging DH. Ignore.  We remain like statues.  One false move and it’s all over . I have serious heartburn and I’m desperate need of TUMS.  Plus I need to pee. I mentally will DH to get up. I can tell he’s getting restless.  The man falls asleep within 2 minutes but once he is up in the mornings- he is up.  Unlike me. Who, even if I was up, could happily lie in bed all day long.  This is like a chess game. All About strategy. Ignore. Ignore. Paw nail

It’s pinktober. If you ask a breast cancer survivor, most will say every day is pinktober. Because breast cancer is never far from our mind. Once you join the sisterhood (not to be exclusive because there are men who get breast cancer ), it becomes a part of who you are. Does it define you? Maybe. Does it give you a different perspective on life? Most usually. Does it scare you of returning? Yup. I don’t live my life in fear  (that is sometimes a lie) but I would be totally lying if I said I don’t panic more than usual. I’ve gone through this crappy disease twice. I say the first time I got off “easy” and by “easy” I mean “ONLY” a mastectomy with implant reconstruction. And by only I mean 3 drains, 2 nights inpatient, 3 cosmetic revisions, and physical therapy bc I ended up getting a frozen shoulder. (And  then shoulder surgery to boot) I spent 5 years on tamoxifen (resulting in more womanly surgeries due to some side effects) and reached the 5 year “woot woot”‘ mark which "means&

Most people I know are feeling pretty frustrated these days. And rightfully so. Especially after this week. I feel like we could be sitting on the White House steps with our tongues sticking out saying “told ya so . TOLD YA SO!” Do I wish people Ill will? Not usually. Do I feel you reap what you sow? Pretty much. So now we are surging. WBecause the leader of our country showed the non believers that there was no reason to wear a o because this is why we are in the state we are in. Like you- I want our lives back. It seems the only way we can make steps towards this is following rules. I’ll probably be fine continuing this way.. And you may be fine. But our kids need to be kids. For those of you who do not want to follow rules then don’t. But just remember - reap what you sow .

 So you know how people say to you "life is short. live in the moment". And you think, yea, I totally get that. But then life happens and you become crazy busy with kids and their activities, and jobs and housework.. that it becomes really hard to live in the moment.  And then the end of the day comes around and you want to sit down with your family and friends and remind them how much you care about them but you end up collapsing in front of your latest Netflix binge.  And you think tomorrow I will call my Mom or grandparent or BFF to catch up and at the end of the phone call I will make sure to say I love you so that they know.  But then tomorrow becomes a repeat of yesterday. Here's the thing. It is true that life is short. Life can change in a heartbeat and sadly, people I know have had that happen to them the past few weeks.  A 50 year old man that I went to summer camp with passed away suddenly, leaving behind a wife and two small children.  This past summer we beca