The Streets of San Francisco

My super hot hubby and I spent a glorious day in San Francisco.  The weather was just gorgeous and our kids were at home with my in laws (hopefully NOT dancing to gospel rap again, I am still traumatized).   Our plans included a trip to the California Academy of Science Museum, the Pantagonia store (for him), Ghiradelli Square (for her) and a nice dinner at a great italian restaurant in North Beach.  

Super hot hubby and I had our first date in this lovely city and it has always been a romantic city since then.  After a great museum trip and a walk to the Pantagonia store we decided to head out to the dinner.  We chose to take BART into the city since the parking is atrocious and expensive.  So, we were hoofin it throughout the city.  I just follow super hot hubby as I have no idea where I am in SF and have no idea where I am ever going.  We have gone to the same restaurant several times and still I have no idea how to get there or what street it is on.  

We are strolling and chatting and walking hand in hand.  We come to SEVERAL steps,  I believe to heaven, as they never seemed to stop.  We proceed to walk up the steps with no complaints...then we come to GIANT hill that we must go up.  I again walk up it with no complaints (mainly because I couldn't breath but, whatever).  We get to the bottom of the hill and he realizes we have been going the wrong way and the way we really need to go is up ANOTHER giant hill.  I ask him if he is smokin' crack at this point.   I tell him I will go up that one hill but, I won't be happy about it and if we are still not going the right way we WILL be getting a cab and paying a million dollars if necessary to get to the restaurant.  I am so NOT happy at this point that I wouldn't talk to him even if I could talk.  What goes up must come down so we are now headed down these gigantic hills when he realizes we just went way out of our way and that we are headed in the right direction now.  He asks me if we passed Green street before and I tell him I wouldn't know if we passed an elephant standing on his head let alone Green St. as I was so winded at that point.  He tells me he must have missed it since he was checking out my ass and how good it looked in my jeans.   All was forgiven at that very second and I fell in love...again!!  

For those of you that must know...these are the gigantic hills that I climbed without complaints, I might add.  Am I a trooper or what?

Not Me! Monday

Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.

1.  I did NOT spend the entire day on Sunday in my pajamas.  I did NOT rationalize this with "I would be putting my pj's back on to watch the Oscars".  I do NOT have any idea what movies or people are up for the awards this year since I haven't been to the movies for anything other than a G rated film since the year 2000.  I do NOT care less that I know nothing about the movies and I am NOT giddy like a school girl to watch 6 hours of TV.  That is NOT just sad.  

2.  I did NOT make a special trip, 20 minutes out of my way, to pick up my girl scout cookies from my nieces.  I did NOT eat an entire box last night and plan on doing the same again tonight but with ice cream this time.  

3.  I do NOT need to go to the store to get some ice cream.  

4.  I did NOT have the most romantic and fun day with super hot hubby in San Francisco.  I do NOT think I fell in love him all over again because he totally gets me and puts up with me.  I am NOT writing this hoping he will read it and go to the store for that ice cream.   WAIT...I better do it...he will come back with some soy based, non fat, frozen yogurt sorbet type thingy.  

Tales From the Eco-friendly House

One of the things that I adore about super hot hubby is he is very environmental.  He uses only earth friendly type cleaners, buys organic whenever possible, and would LOVE to buy a hybrid car (not for the savings in gas money but, for the environment).  I strive to be this way as well but, I have a confession to make.  Lean in close and I will whisper it to you.  Ready?  While I love this about him, I hate it as well.  It is usually an after thought for me to buy and use the eco friendly products.  I am getting better but, convenience and cheapness prevails at times.  I think it takes longer to scrub and scour the sink with the homemade cleaner that he makes for me.  Yes, I said home made and I KNOW you want the "recipe".  There are days when I would really like to smuggle in a container of Comet to really scrub the sink and my school has this cleaner that we use on the floors in the cafeteria that is one step short of eating away at the floor but, man, do those floors shine and sparkle.  

The organic foods is another one I don't understand.  He prefers to buy from Whole Foods or as I like to call it Whole Paycheck.  I love that he is concerned for our well being especially for the kids since they would be more effected by all the junk in the foods but, it gets a little bit overwhelming sometimes for me.  There are times when I just want to say "Is it really necessary?"  but, I know the answer to that one. The icing on the cake came the other day when he wanted to go and buy Monopoly to play with our oldest daughter. He came home with Earthopoly instead...what??  So, instead of houses you get carbon credits??? huh??? Instead of hotels you get clean air (do I really need clean air more than a hotel?). Instead of a thimble a shoe or a top hat you get a bean, corn kernel, or a shell, OK come on now...this is getting ridiculous.  I have come to the conclusion that this is my life and I could either sit back and feel good about it or complain about it...which do you think I have chosen?  BTW, recipe for the cleaner is half borax and half baking soda...I know that at least half of you are thinking, "What the hell is borax?"  

Not Me! Monday

Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.

This week has NOT been boring and as I sit here I wonder "What the heck happened this week that is post worthy?"  I can't really think of much but, I will give it a shot.  

1.  I did NOT laugh so hard at America's Funniest Home Videos that I woke up my oldest daughter with my fit of laughter and she kept asking me if I was OK?  I did NOT pee just a bit during this fit of laughter and realize that things have changed since having children.  People, please, do NOT allow your elderly mothers to ride jet skis, pogo sticks, or slip and slides...no good ever comes of it.  

2.  I did NOT have a Wii injury at work and still have a sore shoulder and wrist.  I mean I can run 2.5 miles these days, I am quite certain that I can handle a silly little video game such as Wii tennis or baseball without needing to go on the disabled list. 

3.  I most certainly did NOT steal my kids conversation heart candy on Valentines day because it is NOT my most favorite candy EVER!!  Those things are so gross and they taste like chalk how can anyone eat an entire bag of that candy? 

4.  I did NOT witness something that was so unbelievable that I almost took a picture of it but, realized I didn't have my camera.  I did NOT see super hot hubby in Target and he was NOT all sweet and holding my hand while walking up and down every aisle with me and the girls (ok, that last sentence was NOT what happened in my head). I believe the last time he set foot in Target was when we went to register for wedding gifts almost 10 years ago.  

It is Like Watching A Baby Calf

We have this young girl at my school that is, quite possibly, the most uncoordinated person I have ever seen in my whole life.  She tries so hard and I admire her tenacity yet, I can't take my eyes off of her when she is doing anything physical.  She runs like Phoebe on Friends...remember that episode?  No, I am totally serious.  Arms flailing, legs doing god knows what, and she is not the least bit quiet when she does this.  She draws an awful lot of attention to herself from adults (not on purpose, I might add) but, the kids don't even notice.  She was jumping rope the other day and I swear she hit herself in the head several times and looked like she was having a full body convulsion as she tried to jump just one time.  She kept saying, "watch me" and I kept thinking, "oh sweetie, I can't STOP watching this."   She is the sweetest girl I have ever met and she has the curly head of hair.  I have always called her Curly Q and I don't think she really gets why I call her that.  She will say "hi Curly Q" to me every morning and my hair is straight as a board.  Her smile is infectious and I love the way she continues to partake in physical activity even though it is NOT her strong suit.  We should all take a lesson from her.  

Not Me! Monday

Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.

 

1.  I did NOT adamantly refuse to share the malt balls that I eventually went to the store, on my own, to buy.  I could NOT believe that he would even ask for some of said malt balls.  He is NOT that ridiculous, is he? 

2.  I did NOT feel so bad about not sharing those malt balls with my husband that I eventually gave in and let him have some. And when my children asked for some of those same malt balls, I did NOT tell them that daddy ate them all.  I did NOT throw him under the bus like that.  (I did NOT giggle just a little at the very mention of balls, I swear I did NOT). 

3.  I did NOT listen to a 90 minute fit from my 3 year old because she was refusing to apologize for hitting her sister.  I do NOT know where she gets her stubborn tendency from, I really do NOT.  90 minutes, for gods sake!!! 

4.  I was NOT so excited when I found out that part of a behavior incentive for a kid at school was for him to play the wii for 30 minutes with me.  I did NOT try boxing for the first time and I did NOT look like a total spazz trying to jab and uppercut throughout the game.  

5.  I did NOT try to make a dramatic exit after reprimanding a child at work and take a header on my way out (Charlie Brown style, I might add) and my first thought, as I lay on the ground, was NOT "I hope I didn't rip my jeans."  

6.  I was NOT completely traumatized by witnessing my mother in law and father in law dancing to gospel rap music.  There was NOT spanking involved in this dance-freak show and I am NOT in need of a really good therapist to make the lambs stop screaming.  MAKE THEM STOP!!!  

Note To All The Men Out There

When you say you are going to the store late one night to get a gallon of much needed milk and you ask you beautiful, thin, and loving wife if she wants anything...please for the love of all things that are good in the world, get her what she asks for.  Super hot hubby put the kids to bed and left for the store to get milk, cheese, and ice cream or malt balls.  Now, I requested the ice cream or the malt balls and I told him, quite clearly that he could get both if he was so inclined.  I am sure you see where this is going.  I did NOT say "get a treat", I did NOT say "get something you might find good", I did NOT say "get something from the natural foods isle", I did NOT say "carob will do"...what I did say was malt balls and/or ice cream.  I envisioned crushing up the malt balls and putting them on top of the ice cream.  My mouth was watering just thinking about it.  So, when he got home with yogurt covered pretzels I was NOT happy to say the least.  COME ON...yogurt covered pretzels?  For gods sake, he may have just brought me some tree bark or tofu.

Not Me Monday!

Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.

1.  I did NOT do an entire Not Me post only to erase it because so many things happened on Sunday that were Not Me Monday post worthy.

2. I did NOT spend an hour on the trampoline with my niece taking pictures of us in mid flight...trying to get that perfect one. I did NOT get that perfect picture but if I did, it might look like this...

   2a.  That picture is most certainly NOT me and I do NOT want to tell you that it was made possible mainly by the angle of the camera. What 30 something year old would be doing toe touches on a trampoline and posting them on a blog?  Certainly, NOT me!! 

3. I did NOT spend two hours on the phone with a high school friend (who I lovingly refer to as Skinny Bitch) that I have missed over the years and we did NOT plan a trip to Vegas without consulting with our husbands first.  

    3a.  She did NOT agree to do the triathalon with me in September and ultimately remind me how smokin hot we will look at our 20 year reunion due to the training schedule.  This is NOT one of the main reasons we are friends!!!  

4.  I did NOT run by myself on Sunday and have to stop 5 times because I was sucking wind so much AND...

5.  I did NOT notice that there was something bunched up in the bottom of my pant leg on said run and I did NOT pull it out only to find it be a clean pair of my underwear that had become lodged in the pant leg during the spin cycle. 

6.  I did NOT laugh so hard that I didn't have a place to put the said underwear, no pockets or anything, and I did NOT have to carry this pair of underwear throughout the rest of my run in my hand.  That would have been embarrassing if that happened.