I have opened Steph’s Rockin’ Bakery but still have more things to add and I have also made a facebook page for the shop so if you haven’t liked it then feel free to do so.  I have had four customers so far and many of you have promised to make purchases soon which means a lot, it shows me that you guys have faith in me and want my goodies which makes me happy!  Now buy dammit buy! :]  I’m one of the donators/sponsors for an event at Fresh Market since The Husband asked me, I’m donating a $25 gift certifcate to my shop and then I’m making little sample bags with a couple cookies or a couple pieces of fudge or a piece of banana/pumpkin bread in them with my information, maybe a $1 off an order code or something.  Since I’m just starting out I can’t really do too many discounts and stuff but I’m beyond excited for the venture!

I have been writing my articles for examiner, if you love me you will go subscribe and comment and adore me.  If you don’t have time I understand!  So far thanks to my loves my numbers have been well above average for my area!  For some reason they still don’t have my picture on there yet!

I’ve been reading this book called The Baby Business and have been reading about the reasoning and punishments for infertility back in the day and marked a couple things to share with y’all…the first is that infertility has been around since the ancient Greece.  In the book they talk about how in the bible Jacob’s wife had her maid bear a child because she couldn’t conceive.  The part that made me kind of sad and glad that we progressed as a society is that woman who were childless were regarded with pity and scorn.  Tragic and incomplete (so not the case), they would say a woman without a child was like a field without crops.  And it was their fault.  Infertility was interpreted as and act of God or a sign of sin and women were childless because they were unworthy.  Men were free to kill or abandon their wives.  In ancient India a husband could tie up his childless wife and burn her.  In Greece, Turkey and Bali the women were forced to commit suicide!!  In the fifteenth century ‘witches’ performed contraception, abortion and castration for those who wanted it and because of this men would assume they were the cause of infertility, they were tying womens wombs up so they couldn’t bear children.  Prostitutes were usually childless (thanks to the contraception/abortion) so then they decided that they were the cause.  People were crazy, although they were more ignorant but still, it makes me wonder how they came up with these theories!  My favorite, and I bet the ladies of the times favorite, was that women couldn’t get pregnant without orgasm, if your wife wasn’t pregnant then you just weren’t doing it right and needed to get to work on that.  I will share more with you guys as I work through it, it’s not a book on infertility exactly it’s a book about how babies are kind of a business because so many people are willing to pay to have them but that it’s a strange uncharted area.  It’s interesting, I also have books on how to keep marriage hot, dysfunctional relationships (I don’t have one) and a couple other relationship books and a parenting book I found at the book sale.  I like to read and learn.1

I told you about the antics of Babe yesterday so none of that today!  Kids a lunatic and he sure doesn’t get it from me!

I have some new workouts as to not get bored and will be trying them soon! 

So, what’s new with you?  What did you accomplish this week or do/are doing this weekend?

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Today is the day of Blog Stalk Friday with CB and Fawk You Friday with Boobies which means I will be linking up with my girls!

If you are here from them then poke around, follow if you want to and then I will come back to you too!

I don’t have any Fawk yous! for this week so you will now be entertained by my child

the

DRAMA QUEEN

The other day he is walking around the living room and up and down the halls and finally he stops, I look over, he throws his hands up and drops them with a big sigh and…

Him: Done!

Me: You’re done?

Him: Yeah, I done. Night nigh.

Me: Okay, Mommy will lay you down for a nigh nigh (nap or a he’s whiny for no effing reason and mommy needs a minute time).

He came to me and let me carry while he acted so very put upon.

Tuesday.

I picked up some toy.  He said ‘iv aniel’ (give my childs real name here).  Picked up a cup ‘iv aniel’.  Picked up the toilet paper that ‘aniel’ threw all over the bathroom ‘iv aniel’.  So now everything I pick up that he has interest in he wants.  We try to say that’s mommys or that’s daddys instead of mine so really hoping to skip that part.  Wishful thinking I know.  So now I hear ‘I done’ ‘iv aniel’ and ‘yeah’ all day oh and lots of ‘nos’.  When I say no he does this like grunt cry but it’s really short like one second, pause, one second, evil glare, over it.

still Tuesday.

Me: ‘Did you poop?’

Him: big smile ‘POOP!!’

Me: ‘okay well let mommy change your booty’

Him: ‘heehee hee’ as he runs away.

repeat three times, catch baby, strip baby, baby runs off to air dry (this is my system)

Kid crawls into his car seat, our car was being a douchcanoe the other day and we haven’t gotten it back in yet, so he crawls in and stands in it facing the back (if he was in a car he would be), naked, I start to say ‘I see your booooooty.  I see a booooty!’  his response?  to shake his booty, drop and pop his booty and look back at me occasionally smiling while he does it.

Sparkles.  The DRAMA QUEEN.  was obviously a stripper in a past life.

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I normally do all of my reviews/giveaways on Sundays but I have THREE posts for Sunday SO you get this tonight!

**Disclaimer: This is adult material so if you are under the age of 18, related to me or The Husband or just don’t want to read about ‘naughty’ things then SKIP this post!**

The C Vibe!  As part of my on going affiliateship with Good Vibrations I chose to review the C-Spot VIbrator , Good VIbes is great for sex toys, dildos and is a very women friendly place to shop online.

The C Vibe retails for just $22.00 and is worth every penny!!  It takes 2 AA batteries which are not included and measures a little over 6″ in length.  As I’m sure you can assume from it’s name, it’s a clitoris vibrator.  The head is a convex round surface shaped just so to craddle your clit and the handle helps make it easier to use during sex.

This thing is BANANAS (yes I have been watching Rachel Zoe) amazing!!!  We tried it first while the husband was betwix my thighs and he would alternate mouth and vibe which felt amazing and then he just used the vibrator to see if it could bring you to orgasm and it sure can.  I haven’t came that hard since I first I used a vibrator!  I love my husband of course and we have amazing sex but vibrators and dildos move to fast and twist and turn and do things that regular penis’ and vaginas just can’t do so of course they give you stronger sensations.  Then we tried it during penetration a few days later and it made things feel that much more intense.

This is the first toy I’ve had where I think that everyone would benefit from the amazing that it provides.  Use it alone or with a partner and if your husband/boyfriend/girlfriend is like my husband who gets off more on me getting off the you will LOVE this product!

YES!  I recommend this!  You all need one!  Get yours now at Good Vibrations!

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I was tagged awhile ago by Boobies to answer her 8 questions and then come up with 8 of my own and tag 8 people.  I have had full up posts lately but now I have a free day so it’s time to catch up! 

Her 8:

Then I got this award from miss nikkicupcakes

The Life is Good award

here’s the deal i’m gonna name 6 blogs to get this award and all you have to do is answer these 10 questions AND pick 6 more people!

1. If you blog anonymously, are you happy doing it that way; if you are not anonymous do you wish you had started out anonymously so you could be anonymous now?

I don’t blog anon, I do keep my kids name as Babe but some of you know his real name and have slipped a few times in comments and my husband is usually ‘The Husband’ but I have slipped and said his name. I never use the full name of friends or family because I don’t want to have to ask for permission everything.

2. Describe one incident that shows your inner stubborn side.
It would be easier to show one that doesn’t. Oh, ok, when I was pregnant with Babe I got a migraine but I figured it would pass so I took it easy for a day, it got worse, I toughed through it but it was starting to feel like my brain was splitting so after one entire day in my room with my eyes closed in the dark while TH was at work he came home and I went to the ER where they had to try several things to kill the pain. It was beyond awful. I was in the waiting room with my hoodie up, couldn’t look at any lights just cuddled Chris and cried.

3. What do you see when you really look at yourself in the face in the mirror?
A gorgeous woman who is sometimes too tired and a little self consious.

4. What is your favorite summer cold drink?
super cold diet pepsi or diet sunkist

5. When you take time for yourself, what do you do?
I play with makeup, blog or do my nails. Or a lemon scrub, that’s happening as soon as I finish this.

6. Is there something you still want to accomplish in your life? What is it?
Have my own sucessful business. Or a couple business, originally wasn’t planning on the husband factor lol.

7. When you attended school, were you the class clown, the class overachiever, the class shy person, or always ditching school? Describe who you were if not one of these.
I was a shy ditching weird girl. Bleh in 8th grade Cory Bauman (I think that’s how you spell it) said that my life long wish was to marry Marilyn Manson…wtf dude he was like 40 and I was like 14. I was the girl who had black hair and wore dark clothes. If you ask my friends at the time I was super sweet and shy and a great friend but these other kids thought I was like sacraficing goats in my spare time or something.

8. If you close your eyes and want to visualize a very poignant moment in your life, what do you see?
When I have what I want.

9. Is it easy for you to share your true self in your blog or are you more comfortable writing posts about other people or events?
I have no problem being my true self, people who thought they knew me are surprised frequently. I would let this all out but it’s hard, hence the blog lol

10. If you had the choice to sit and read or talk on the phone, which would you do and why?
Read because I hate talking on the phone.

I bequeath this too…
Boobies
Masshole
Carrie
Salt
Crazy Suburban Mom
Erin

I felt like mixing up my picks a bit!

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It’s been a couple weeks since I participated and Poured My Heart Out with Shell but this week is that kind of week.  I was driving home from the post office after shipping some tasty treats and this song that reminds me of my Grandpa came on and normally I change it because I don’t like to cry but I was alone so I did and then right after that the one for my Grandma came on and I lost it…I was back together by the time I got home and didn’t mention it to The Husband because I forgot until I sat down to write my post.

In August they both would have celebrated birthdays.  Grandpa has been gone for almost three years and Grandma for almost two.  It was getting close to the one year anniversary of Grandpa and I got the call about Grandma, October 28th and November 1st.  I miss them like crazy, I have to hide memories from myself or I will tear up and usually end up crying.  I’m the ‘emotional’ one in my family as we have discussed before and that makes me sensitive or a wuss with them but oh well.

My Great Grandma (I called her and my Grandma, Grandma) was a really big part of my life when I was younger but we drifted apart as I got older.  I would still come home and visit but I was in a bad relationship and drunk like all the time and doing so many stupid things.  I don’t know if she ever knew about any of that but she had to of.  My family gossips plus you know how it is Mom tells Grandma who tells Granny.  When I was younger I would spend the whole summer with her, my Mom says it started when I was three and they didn’t think that I would even stay the night but I did and I stayed every summer up until my Great Grandpa died.  We would go to garage sales and the store (big deal when she lived out in the middle of NOWHERE), I would play on the farm and she had a garden and chickies and ‘moo moos’, I remember she had this spare room that was stuffed full of just stuff…dolls and boxes and food, it was crazy and I loved it.  I was alone without my siblings, when I first started going it was just me and S but then there was L and N and almost C by the time Grandpa died and I stopped spending whole summers.  When I was back home we would write letters to each other and she would always listen and I could babble on about whatever trivial little things were going on and she would always write back in her shaky cursive writing.  I loved that woman so much.

Grandpa was funny and very mellow, he was almost always in the garage building something and listening too the game. He was so talented with the wood working. Amazing. I didn’t spend as much time with him but he was always good for a laugh and was a sweet man. We would pick our pumpkins from his garden every year. Him and Grandma S would hide Easter baskets (even when we were older lol) in the same spots every year. In fact you could see a couple as we would drive in. They had a hammock in the backyard and we always went to their house for the fourth of july parade. In fact, if I lived at home I’d probably be there for it since it’s right up the block from my other Grandma. I remember him being warm, caring and chill. I remember my brother, sister, Dad and I bawling at the funeral. Some people looked at us funny but umm…it was our grandfathers funeral, I must have missed the happy go lucky memo. I am very sure that he knew about all the issues because my Dad lived with him and Grandma S for awhile after he and my mom split up.

The reason I have been kind of bummed is…they never got to see the major changes in me. They knew that I left my shitty relationship and was trying to make my life better but they didn’t get to see it. They never knew. So many things that I want/wanted to tell them, explain why and show them how happy I am now. How amazing my relationship is with my husband and my beautiful son. Their Great Great Grandson/Great Grandson. I have done a crazy amount of growing up the past couple years. I think about a month after my Grandma died I found out I was pregnant, it was a lot but I was due July 4th and later they changed the date to a few weeks later. At the time I thought it would great to go over and have Babe on her birthday but by the time he made his grand appearance he was almost 3 weeks past so that wouldn’t have worked! Anyway, just to have a few hours with them to show them what I have (and am still) becoming. I know that we can’t live in the past and we can’t change things and we can’t go back but sometimes I can’t help but think that my Grandparents missed out on my blooming to an incredible adult.

I miss them very much.

I’ve included one of the songs that sets me off…I couldn’t find the official band video but it works.

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