So.........
You know you need to do laundry when there is only sexy underwear left
AND
You know you hate laundry when you run to Kohls to buy ONE pair of panties so that you can put off laundry one more day.
Yes, this was part of my day today. I got out of the shower and went into my closet to find, gasp, only sexy little underwear left....emphasis on little. Now mind you, I should have realized when I sucked it up yesterday and wore a regular "comfy if you don't mind elastic inside your buttcheeks" pair yesterday, but between the kids, taking down Christmas, facebooking and eating chips-- doing the laundry conveniently fell to the wayside. So back to this morning... I open up the drawer and am staring at two different undies left. Both of them given to me before my wedding...I'm assuming in jest, but have kept for the sake of memories. One has a rhinestone studded butt floss...the other pearls...neither of which do I want a piece to pop off mid-wear and get sucked up. I'm not into butt beads, but apparently Grandma, who bought me these little gems, is a bit more kinky than me.
So I throw on the rhinestone pair, squeezed my butt cheeks together for about 15 minutes while I got the kids ready and into the car and headed to Kohls on the way to drop them off at pre-school. In there, I ran and got ONE pair of underwear to wear for the rest of the day. (hot pink hipsters so you know...I may not like the beaded butt floss, but I'm not into granny panties either...most days)
So, I'm set for the day. If you see me in Kohls tomorrow...you'll know why.
BUT, I must say, I might just try on those pearl panties. Squeezing butt cheeks together for 15 minutes is a GREAT toning exercise. Maybe one day my butt really will look good in them!
Friday, January 6, 2012
Thursday, December 22, 2011
So it's Friday morning, technically, since it's after midnight. My parents, grandfather, brother and his girlfriend will be here tomorrow at 4, and I'm sitting on the computer, blogging about what took up most of my night, when I should actually be doing something to get ready. But no. Here I sit.
I just finished making my Christmas Story Leg Lamp Cake Pops. They came out cute, but did I really need to bake them and dip into chocolate and then pick teeny weeny little pieces of chocolate sprinkles and attach them into the chocolate at the bottom of the pop as fringe? Well, yes. Yes, I did. Initially I was going to make 8 of them, but all I really *needed* was 6, so I cut 2 back. And by cutting them back, I mean I ate them. Less work for me.
Here is a picture of the pop, along with the platter which I wrapped with a brown paper bag and then wrote on... Yes, a bit clever, but also a bit psychotic. My floors need to be mopped people. Badly. I also have laundry and dusting to do. But here's a pic....
Here is another picture of it close up.
So that's what I did tonight. 6 pops, 3 hours, and what will surely take less than 1 minute to eat. Time well spent.
Now after I finished, I should have gone on to mop the floors. But no. I came across an awesome site! Look at the picture I made using a picture of my living room:
It came from catchacharacter.com Super cute, right?! So, of course I made a picture and will have it sent to the kids from "Doctor" our elf. That made me realize Doctor was still in his spot, so forget the floors...I've got to think of a new spot. I couldn't come up with anything else, so I caved and finally went the snow angel route.
Yep, here is Doctor:
So you have seen what encompassed about 5 hours of my night. Time well spent? Why yes....tomorrow when my kids come downstairs and see the treats and doctors sillines..and when they get that picture with Santa in OUR living room!? Yes, it was time really well spent. =)
Merry Christmas from the Meticulous Momma. xoxo
I just finished making my Christmas Story Leg Lamp Cake Pops. They came out cute, but did I really need to bake them and dip into chocolate and then pick teeny weeny little pieces of chocolate sprinkles and attach them into the chocolate at the bottom of the pop as fringe? Well, yes. Yes, I did. Initially I was going to make 8 of them, but all I really *needed* was 6, so I cut 2 back. And by cutting them back, I mean I ate them. Less work for me.
Here is a picture of the pop, along with the platter which I wrapped with a brown paper bag and then wrote on... Yes, a bit clever, but also a bit psychotic. My floors need to be mopped people. Badly. I also have laundry and dusting to do. But here's a pic....
Here is another picture of it close up.
So that's what I did tonight. 6 pops, 3 hours, and what will surely take less than 1 minute to eat. Time well spent.
Now after I finished, I should have gone on to mop the floors. But no. I came across an awesome site! Look at the picture I made using a picture of my living room:
It came from catchacharacter.com Super cute, right?! So, of course I made a picture and will have it sent to the kids from "Doctor" our elf. That made me realize Doctor was still in his spot, so forget the floors...I've got to think of a new spot. I couldn't come up with anything else, so I caved and finally went the snow angel route.
Yep, here is Doctor:
So you have seen what encompassed about 5 hours of my night. Time well spent? Why yes....tomorrow when my kids come downstairs and see the treats and doctors sillines..and when they get that picture with Santa in OUR living room!? Yes, it was time really well spent. =)
Merry Christmas from the Meticulous Momma. xoxo
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Have yourself a Clean Christmas
Cleaning ladies.
I used to complain when mine left the floor still tacky, or when they missed a spot dusting...or when they broke something of mine. Then the economy tanked and we had to make changes to what we needed and what we wanted to need. I could either sell my Louis Vuitton keepall and keep the maids for all of 10 months OR I could let the maids go. As one would imagine, my Louis Vuitton bag is still perched on my closet shelf for the extravagant trips that I'm hoping we'll one day NEED. 4 kids, people. I NEED one right now. So, it was an easy choice...buh-bye maids. (And yes, I'm aware the politically correct term is cleaning ladies, but this specific company name was cleverly, "The Maids").
Fast forward a bunch of months. I have tried my darndest, but this is a lot of house for me to properly maintain. With my deep cleaning skills, I should pop out another few kids, because I absolutely could be the little old lady who lived in a shoe. A shoe. Now that; that I could keep in pristine condition.
With Christmas coming next week, I decided yesterday to begin calling cleaning services to tidy up for me before our company arrived...although, in actuality to the naked eye, it's tidy...just DON'T open that closet...but it needs to be deep cleaned, you know?) Well, I guess the holidays are a busy time of year not to have a consistent service and to be fit in, so I was out of luck. Well, until I remembered the 4 kids I mentioned earlier, the ones who make 99% of the mess...they are about the age that kids in factories work... (horrible, I know but it got me thinking...)
So, with 2 pails, soap and water in one, a clean water pail with 2 sponges, and a towel- the kids and I washed EVERY wall in the house, all the cabinets in the kitchen and bar, the stairways...you name it, we scrubbed it. We listened to holiday music, and although we missed Samantha a few times (she HAD to go shake her booty to Jingle Bell Rock), we worked together fabulously and the kids loved it!
I'm going to see what I can do next. Tomorrows challenge is tackling my bedroom. It's the messiest room in the house by far. It's the one that houses ALL the laundry, which is never ending. It needs to be dusted, but I always want to get the clothes out of the room, so they don't get dust on them, and it's always where the kids leave all their dirty clothing, because they love showering in the big shower or taking a bath in the big jacuzzi style tub. The bathroom floor hasn't been steamed in a LONG time...maybe I can strap sponges to their knees and have them crawl all around.
Either way, Merry Christmas to me. It's the first time the kids have actually enjoyed doing something positive, in a cleaning aspect, for the house. This might just be the best Christmas ever.
Have a very merry and deep clean kinda Christmas!
I used to complain when mine left the floor still tacky, or when they missed a spot dusting...or when they broke something of mine. Then the economy tanked and we had to make changes to what we needed and what we wanted to need. I could either sell my Louis Vuitton keepall and keep the maids for all of 10 months OR I could let the maids go. As one would imagine, my Louis Vuitton bag is still perched on my closet shelf for the extravagant trips that I'm hoping we'll one day NEED. 4 kids, people. I NEED one right now. So, it was an easy choice...buh-bye maids. (And yes, I'm aware the politically correct term is cleaning ladies, but this specific company name was cleverly, "The Maids").
Fast forward a bunch of months. I have tried my darndest, but this is a lot of house for me to properly maintain. With my deep cleaning skills, I should pop out another few kids, because I absolutely could be the little old lady who lived in a shoe. A shoe. Now that; that I could keep in pristine condition.
With Christmas coming next week, I decided yesterday to begin calling cleaning services to tidy up for me before our company arrived...although, in actuality to the naked eye, it's tidy...just DON'T open that closet...but it needs to be deep cleaned, you know?) Well, I guess the holidays are a busy time of year not to have a consistent service and to be fit in, so I was out of luck. Well, until I remembered the 4 kids I mentioned earlier, the ones who make 99% of the mess...they are about the age that kids in factories work... (horrible, I know but it got me thinking...)
So, with 2 pails, soap and water in one, a clean water pail with 2 sponges, and a towel- the kids and I washed EVERY wall in the house, all the cabinets in the kitchen and bar, the stairways...you name it, we scrubbed it. We listened to holiday music, and although we missed Samantha a few times (she HAD to go shake her booty to Jingle Bell Rock), we worked together fabulously and the kids loved it!
I'm going to see what I can do next. Tomorrows challenge is tackling my bedroom. It's the messiest room in the house by far. It's the one that houses ALL the laundry, which is never ending. It needs to be dusted, but I always want to get the clothes out of the room, so they don't get dust on them, and it's always where the kids leave all their dirty clothing, because they love showering in the big shower or taking a bath in the big jacuzzi style tub. The bathroom floor hasn't been steamed in a LONG time...maybe I can strap sponges to their knees and have them crawl all around.
Either way, Merry Christmas to me. It's the first time the kids have actually enjoyed doing something positive, in a cleaning aspect, for the house. This might just be the best Christmas ever.
Have a very merry and deep clean kinda Christmas!
Thursday, December 15, 2011
Whine and wine
7 years ago today my world changed for the better and I became a mom. I laugh at myself now on how I was just soooo tired, even though my lovely son slept through the night after 12 weeks. I hardly had time to get my bi- weekly mani/pedi, and usually had to have the nanny that came to my house, stay a little later sometimes so I could get to the stores and do some shopping. I had a clean home and took my very calm and quiet baby EVERYWHERE...even to restaurants, where my husband and I would eat at, at least 3-4 times a week. Oh how the times have changed!
Now I truly only get 2 hours a day when I have some alone time, although if I'm not racing to the grocery store, I'm rushing home so I can change the sheets on the bed, clean the bathrooms, do the things that I can't get done when my little ones are home. Lately I, like most parents, have been racing to the toy store to get the latest Bey Blade necessity, or Princess bicycle.
Now when I'm asked what I want for Christmas, it's not David Yurman jewelry...this year it's a new electronic toothbrush and the annual dust buster purchase. This year, however, I'm upping the anty and asking for a Dyson dust buster. I need heavy duty hitters over here in this mess of a hizzo. No more playing around!! I'd like to also come out of the dinosaur age with my phone thats only capability is to take grainy pictures, videos and text. I'd love the Smartphone, but that might have to wait after Santa finishes shopping for the 4 little elves in the house.
Speaking of elves. Damn Doctor. He is our elf on the shelf. And he apparently is a lazy little elf. I've upped the anty and started doing crazier things, but since he has been out since before Thanksgiving (Santa NEEDED to know what was going on in this house), they are kind of losing interest...which is a great thing since I'm kinda losing interest on being the super fun mom who does cool elf things for the kids. Especially since they don't even know it's me, right? I've gotta stop somewhere and if I'm not getting credit, it's Doctor that's the dull one!
Anyway, I love this time of year...I really do. Alex's birthday and the Christmas season. Lots of parties and lots to do. I am trying to remember to enjoy it more, and do a little less, but that's hard to do sometimes. So I'll just whine a bit on my blog and wine a bit more at my house. But now that I've done that tonight, here is something fun and easy (and not sugary!) which went over well tonight. There is a blog called Kitchen Fun With My 3 Sons
It's awesome and I made the Candy Cane fruit dish...although not as nicely as hers. Here is my picture using raspberries and bananas. Enjoy!!!
Now I truly only get 2 hours a day when I have some alone time, although if I'm not racing to the grocery store, I'm rushing home so I can change the sheets on the bed, clean the bathrooms, do the things that I can't get done when my little ones are home. Lately I, like most parents, have been racing to the toy store to get the latest Bey Blade necessity, or Princess bicycle.
Now when I'm asked what I want for Christmas, it's not David Yurman jewelry...this year it's a new electronic toothbrush and the annual dust buster purchase. This year, however, I'm upping the anty and asking for a Dyson dust buster. I need heavy duty hitters over here in this mess of a hizzo. No more playing around!! I'd like to also come out of the dinosaur age with my phone thats only capability is to take grainy pictures, videos and text. I'd love the Smartphone, but that might have to wait after Santa finishes shopping for the 4 little elves in the house.
Speaking of elves. Damn Doctor. He is our elf on the shelf. And he apparently is a lazy little elf. I've upped the anty and started doing crazier things, but since he has been out since before Thanksgiving (Santa NEEDED to know what was going on in this house), they are kind of losing interest...which is a great thing since I'm kinda losing interest on being the super fun mom who does cool elf things for the kids. Especially since they don't even know it's me, right? I've gotta stop somewhere and if I'm not getting credit, it's Doctor that's the dull one!
Anyway, I love this time of year...I really do. Alex's birthday and the Christmas season. Lots of parties and lots to do. I am trying to remember to enjoy it more, and do a little less, but that's hard to do sometimes. So I'll just whine a bit on my blog and wine a bit more at my house. But now that I've done that tonight, here is something fun and easy (and not sugary!) which went over well tonight. There is a blog called Kitchen Fun With My 3 Sons
It's awesome and I made the Candy Cane fruit dish...although not as nicely as hers. Here is my picture using raspberries and bananas. Enjoy!!!
Sunday, December 11, 2011
Raising little gents and ladies
This morning my heart filled with pride when my 5 year old was going to help his 4 year old sister decorate her tree down in the basement playroom. He said, "Ladies first" as he ushered her down the stairs. I was beaming. Then he shut off the lights, slammed the door and yelled, "SUCKER". And there went my moment.
Aaah, the life of a stay at home mom trying to raise 4 little people to be upstanding citizens. It doesn't help that earlier in the morning, while my husband lovingly played with some of Alex's new birthday gifts with the boys, my 40 year old child won a Bey Blade battle and actually said, "Woo hoo...I won...you guys are the loooohooohooosers". Really? He went on to say he got caught up in the moment, so he is now in time out, which is actually taking Alaina and Alex to Kmart, in search of extra lights for the bushes outside. That, in itself, is punishment for a crime much worse than the aforementioned one, but I need to make sure this type of game playing does not repeat itself.
As for my little ladies, they are very civilized when they are not "shaking their booty" and lifting up their shirts like Toddlers gone wild. I'm not quite sure where they get their dance moves...I only wish I had them at the clubs 10 years ago, instead of my usual cabbage patch.
I can only hope and pray that we teach them to be kind, patient, loving, empathetic people who know how very lucky they are and who give back to those who are not as fortunate.
If I wrote a Christmas list to Santa, I would wish for this for everyone.
Then I would send him 8 tiny reindeer cupcakes for his time. Check these adorable treats out.
Found this on Tablespoon.com and just thought it was too cute not to make! Cupcakes of your choice, Chocolate icing. Then use pretzels for ears, Nilla wafers for the face, and white m&m's for the eyes with a bit of black gel. Then you can use cadbury chocolate balls, or anything round and tasty!
Aaah, the life of a stay at home mom trying to raise 4 little people to be upstanding citizens. It doesn't help that earlier in the morning, while my husband lovingly played with some of Alex's new birthday gifts with the boys, my 40 year old child won a Bey Blade battle and actually said, "Woo hoo...I won...you guys are the loooohooohooosers". Really? He went on to say he got caught up in the moment, so he is now in time out, which is actually taking Alaina and Alex to Kmart, in search of extra lights for the bushes outside. That, in itself, is punishment for a crime much worse than the aforementioned one, but I need to make sure this type of game playing does not repeat itself.
As for my little ladies, they are very civilized when they are not "shaking their booty" and lifting up their shirts like Toddlers gone wild. I'm not quite sure where they get their dance moves...I only wish I had them at the clubs 10 years ago, instead of my usual cabbage patch.
I can only hope and pray that we teach them to be kind, patient, loving, empathetic people who know how very lucky they are and who give back to those who are not as fortunate.
If I wrote a Christmas list to Santa, I would wish for this for everyone.
Then I would send him 8 tiny reindeer cupcakes for his time. Check these adorable treats out.
Found this on Tablespoon.com and just thought it was too cute not to make! Cupcakes of your choice, Chocolate icing. Then use pretzels for ears, Nilla wafers for the face, and white m&m's for the eyes with a bit of black gel. Then you can use cadbury chocolate balls, or anything round and tasty!
Friday, December 9, 2011
Christmas Carbs
13.
13 is the number of cookies I have eaten this afternoon to a) try to get rid of my migraine headache and b) attempt to keep me from going insane from myd 4 insanely wild, whining little monster people.
So far, it has helped the headache a little; mainly because my stomach is now hurting more than my head.
The kids have been banned to the basement, which is quite large for 4 little ones to have all to themselves, however they are literally playing on the stairs and crying and fighting right there. If you've never been to my house, you wouldn't know that it's a glass door, so it's like they are sitting on my lap giving me, my headache and my sugar ladened stomach, the finger. I would yell at them, but if I'm getting up, I will most likely head straight to the kitchen for another cookie and probably a shot of whipped cream. Not the vodka. The straight up creamy deliciousness that puts me in a better place for those 3 seconds of yum.
Today could, quite possibly, be a 4500 calorie day.
I'm not sure what it is...could it be the craziness of our recent trip to Disney, that hasn't worn off? Or could it be the upcoming 7th birthday of my firt born? Or the impending holiday celebrations that have them so excited? Not sure about the last one, as "Doctor the Elf" has been flying back to the North Pole every night with reports to Santa and my kids could care less. They are eager to find him in the morning, but as for attitude changes? Poor little elf is getting the finger too.
So, as of right this minute, I'm thinking that my kids are going to be getting coal this year. And not the messy, get black all over the place kind, but the chocolate covered coals, so that after they actually open all their presents that will most likely still be under the tree, I can stop with the cookies (written with a grin since at the rate I'm going, there won't be any left this evening) and make the switch over to chocolate.
Gotta love Christmas Carbs this time of year. Deckin my halls with it, that's for sure!!!
**Will post a picture of my latest carb fantasy....the Christmas Story Leg Lamp Cake Pop!!!-- Stay Tuned!**
13 is the number of cookies I have eaten this afternoon to a) try to get rid of my migraine headache and b) attempt to keep me from going insane from myd 4 insanely wild, whining little monster people.
So far, it has helped the headache a little; mainly because my stomach is now hurting more than my head.
The kids have been banned to the basement, which is quite large for 4 little ones to have all to themselves, however they are literally playing on the stairs and crying and fighting right there. If you've never been to my house, you wouldn't know that it's a glass door, so it's like they are sitting on my lap giving me, my headache and my sugar ladened stomach, the finger. I would yell at them, but if I'm getting up, I will most likely head straight to the kitchen for another cookie and probably a shot of whipped cream. Not the vodka. The straight up creamy deliciousness that puts me in a better place for those 3 seconds of yum.
Today could, quite possibly, be a 4500 calorie day.
I'm not sure what it is...could it be the craziness of our recent trip to Disney, that hasn't worn off? Or could it be the upcoming 7th birthday of my firt born? Or the impending holiday celebrations that have them so excited? Not sure about the last one, as "Doctor the Elf" has been flying back to the North Pole every night with reports to Santa and my kids could care less. They are eager to find him in the morning, but as for attitude changes? Poor little elf is getting the finger too.
So, as of right this minute, I'm thinking that my kids are going to be getting coal this year. And not the messy, get black all over the place kind, but the chocolate covered coals, so that after they actually open all their presents that will most likely still be under the tree, I can stop with the cookies (written with a grin since at the rate I'm going, there won't be any left this evening) and make the switch over to chocolate.
Gotta love Christmas Carbs this time of year. Deckin my halls with it, that's for sure!!!
**Will post a picture of my latest carb fantasy....the Christmas Story Leg Lamp Cake Pop!!!-- Stay Tuned!**
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
It's 5 o'clock somewhere...
Oh, the days when the timechange was a fantastic thing. It either meant an extra hour at the bar, or an extra hour to sleep in.
Now, it means you are woken up to the sounds of giddy children laughing, wait, scratch that, crying and fighting, at the dark hour of 5am. By 7am I am out of crafts and almost out of my mind. Is it 5 o'clock yet??
To top it off, this particular day, all 4 kids are home for the day due to teacher conferences....aaaand it is Day 7 of my diet. I am not a happy camper.
Being that we're heading to Disney in a mere 2 weeks, and I have 10 lbs to lose, I attempt to try a Jillian Michaels video. Attempt was the key word. If only I could burn calories based on attempts. My kids all tried to workout with me, which is fine, but arm circles in the warmup stage took out Samantha. Sobbing and crying because her sister scratched her, she went running away. Then the side kicks took out Will after Alex kicked him in the ribs. Alaina got winded on the 180 jumps and Alex would only kick one way, which normally hit into me now, so, instead of the 40 minute workout I had hoped I would get, I said "buh-bye" to Jillian after 15...tops.
Now the kids have been banned to the basement, although they each come up about every 5 minutes to tell on someone. Shortly, we will have to get dressed as I have to lug them to parent/teacher conferences at 1:20. Mind you, I should be in the shower, but I'm enjoying the next 4 minutes of "semi silence" until the next one tattles. I'll try to jump in there when they come up in about 10 minutes asking for a snack.
Now I look around the house. While it has the potential to look beautiful, most days, it looks like a bomb went off. It shocks me. It's clean at night, by the time the pop tarts are finished at 6:45, it's like a war zone. Fuggedaboudit. I guess I can't put ALL the blame on the kids. I definitely have all the teachers Christmas gift bags out, and stuff I've been making for Alex's upcoming birthday. I need a "shit" room. That would be perfect. Hmmm...wonder where I can make one of those. Dave would say it's his office, since I pile crap in there all the time, but I need a shit room of my own. Aaah, to dream.
So, as I sip down my Atkins shake and prepare for my mouth to shortly taste like I've eaten a poop sandwich (High protein diet mouth...ICK), I've decided tonight will be a cheat night because it will be well deserved.
My cousin and I went (pre-diet) to a restaurant in NY with awesome pumpkin martinis. Now, I'm not a pumpkin lover, per say, BUT, these were pretty darn delish. My cousin recreated the recipe and I'll be trying it tonight. If anyone cares to join me, I'll probably be clinking my glass this evening.
Here is the recipe for you to enjoy!
Take a can of pumpkin and mix it with pumpkin pie spice and some confectionary sugar. Then take equal parts vanilla vodka and baileys (you can use pumpkin bailys, which is made by Molly's) and put a spoonful or more of the pumpkin mixture with ice and shake it all up and enjoy!
Hope you enjoy it...gotta go. The crew is back upstairs and whining that they are soooo thirsty for chocolate milk. Samantha even added that she dreamed about it last night. Off to the kitchen....tempted to start now because as we all know...it's 5 o'clock somewhere!
Now, it means you are woken up to the sounds of giddy children laughing, wait, scratch that, crying and fighting, at the dark hour of 5am. By 7am I am out of crafts and almost out of my mind. Is it 5 o'clock yet??
To top it off, this particular day, all 4 kids are home for the day due to teacher conferences....aaaand it is Day 7 of my diet. I am not a happy camper.
Being that we're heading to Disney in a mere 2 weeks, and I have 10 lbs to lose, I attempt to try a Jillian Michaels video. Attempt was the key word. If only I could burn calories based on attempts. My kids all tried to workout with me, which is fine, but arm circles in the warmup stage took out Samantha. Sobbing and crying because her sister scratched her, she went running away. Then the side kicks took out Will after Alex kicked him in the ribs. Alaina got winded on the 180 jumps and Alex would only kick one way, which normally hit into me now, so, instead of the 40 minute workout I had hoped I would get, I said "buh-bye" to Jillian after 15...tops.
Now the kids have been banned to the basement, although they each come up about every 5 minutes to tell on someone. Shortly, we will have to get dressed as I have to lug them to parent/teacher conferences at 1:20. Mind you, I should be in the shower, but I'm enjoying the next 4 minutes of "semi silence" until the next one tattles. I'll try to jump in there when they come up in about 10 minutes asking for a snack.
Now I look around the house. While it has the potential to look beautiful, most days, it looks like a bomb went off. It shocks me. It's clean at night, by the time the pop tarts are finished at 6:45, it's like a war zone. Fuggedaboudit. I guess I can't put ALL the blame on the kids. I definitely have all the teachers Christmas gift bags out, and stuff I've been making for Alex's upcoming birthday. I need a "shit" room. That would be perfect. Hmmm...wonder where I can make one of those. Dave would say it's his office, since I pile crap in there all the time, but I need a shit room of my own. Aaah, to dream.
So, as I sip down my Atkins shake and prepare for my mouth to shortly taste like I've eaten a poop sandwich (High protein diet mouth...ICK), I've decided tonight will be a cheat night because it will be well deserved.
My cousin and I went (pre-diet) to a restaurant in NY with awesome pumpkin martinis. Now, I'm not a pumpkin lover, per say, BUT, these were pretty darn delish. My cousin recreated the recipe and I'll be trying it tonight. If anyone cares to join me, I'll probably be clinking my glass this evening.
Here is the recipe for you to enjoy!
Take a can of pumpkin and mix it with pumpkin pie spice and some confectionary sugar. Then take equal parts vanilla vodka and baileys (you can use pumpkin bailys, which is made by Molly's) and put a spoonful or more of the pumpkin mixture with ice and shake it all up and enjoy!
Hope you enjoy it...gotta go. The crew is back upstairs and whining that they are soooo thirsty for chocolate milk. Samantha even added that she dreamed about it last night. Off to the kitchen....tempted to start now because as we all know...it's 5 o'clock somewhere!
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