Here’s My Sign.

I am praying to God that whoever actually reads my blog has heard of Bill Engvall.

When I was a youngster (not sure how old) my older sisters started listening to his “Here’s Your Sign” album. On CD because that’s how we did it back in my ‘olden times’.

If you haven’t listened to it, you must. I know for sure it’s on Spotify, but you can probably find it everywhere.

Anyways, the gist is, people say stupid things, and they deserve a sign saying so…aka “here’s your sign.” Read More


I Loved Justice League.

We went and saw the new Justice League movie over the weekend. Before we went, Justin mentioned someone on Facebook posted how they hated what the movie did to Wonder Woman. Made me curious, so I was even more glad we were on our way to see it.

I completely forgot what he said during the movie.

I ab-so-lutely loved it!

I have seen every superhero movie that’s been made in the past few years. This was actually my favorite out of all of them. Even the Avengers. Shocking, I know. One of the main reasons, the length of the fight scenes. Don’t get me wrong, I love movies with blood and fighting. I love them! I just hate long fight scenes. For me it makes me feel like the movie drags on and on and on and onandonandonandon… I think you get the picture.

I wouldn’t mind that long of a fight scene if the ending was different, but it never is. Good guys always win so spending 30 minutes watching these people fight it out gets boring. However, in the JL movie, the fight scene seemed so much shorter. I was actually able to enjoy it. It didn’t drag the movie down.

Now, as for all the other B.S. going around about this movie…

People are angry about Wonder Woman. Either about her outfits, butt-shots, personality, and whatever else. Seriously? Can we talk about double standards? I was curious so I googled previous Wonder Woman outfits. I am pretty sure that this current WW outfit actually covers more flesh than the original! Also, the amount of time spent on Gal Gadot’s ass is way less than the amount of time the men spent shirtless.

And if you enjoyed seeing Momoa shirtless (which I extremely enjoyed!), then shut up about Gadot’s ass. Because I sure as hell loved seeing him walk shirtless through crazy water chugging whiskey (or whatever he was drinking). That might have actually been the best part of the movie (must take a minute to fan myself)! And don’t forget about Cavill! He also spent a large portion of the time he was in the movie shirtless. So, if you also thought seeing large parts of their body was gross, then go ahead and complain. But if you enjoyed their muscular chests…Shut. Up. If we can ogle mens bodies, why can’t they ogle ours? I’m not saying touching, I’m saying watching. As in a movie. A movie that these actors/actresses have been paid millions to be in.

As for the Amazon costumes, not all of them wore a ‘skimpy’ two-piece. Also, those women work really f-ing hard for those bodies, why shouldn’t they show them off? I wasn’t angry at seeing their abs, instead it helped motivate me. No man in the movie attacked them because they might not have been as fully clothed, not only because there were no men around, but because they are mother f-ing amazons. They didn’t wear bikinis or thongs. Their breasts were fully covered and looked very supported. They looked incredibly kick-ass and powerful no matter what costume they wore. Maybe we can be outraged if every woman was horrified at what they had to wear, but I really doubt that is the case. I bet they are damn proud of their bodies and they have every right to show them off.

As for WW’s casual outfits. I have read where people hated the jackets she had to wear, the leather pants, the low-cut shirts (which personally I thought looked kind of comfortable), the high-heeled boots since they were used to show off her legs..basically, every single thing she wore. I would like to point out the Woman in Wonder Woman. That’s right. Woman. As in female. As in, she has breasts and maybe wants to show them off? I see nothing wrong with that. I see nothing wrong with her wearing tight leather pants, considering that is clothing that I SEE ON THE STREET EVERY DAMN DAY OF MY LIFE! Should she have worn baggy sweat pants and turtle necks so as not to offend your delicate sensibilities? They didn’t force her to walk around in bootie shorts and a crop top during her daily life! A normal shirt and leather pants. I can’t. I just can’t.

I’m not even going to touch on how Aquaman “sexualized” his teammate by basically saying how hot Wonder Woman was. Yes, it was a stupid part of the movie and felt like a place they wanted to just add a little comedy, but good lord.

Also, Wonder Woman isn’t and wasn’t the main focus of this movie. Which is correct. It’s called the Justice League. Not Wonder Woman 2. Why do you think she should have had a bigger role? It wasn’t just her movie! The Flash, Cyborg, they all deserved, and I believe received, equal time.

I really hope I am not the only woman out there who thoroughly enjoyed Justice League and could give a flying f*** about the so-called “sexism”. Let me know if you also enjoyed the movie!

♥ RR


My Marriage Doesn’t Have a Hashtag.

I have an addiction to my cell phone. I am the first to admit it. Sometimes it’s hard to just set it aside and not think about it. I don’t post on Facebook, Instagram or Twitter very often though. Mostly, I use it because I feel bored. So I see what other people are up to, or read incredibly stupid articles about incredibly stupid topics.

One thing I see many posts of are couples doing things together. That is one thing I’m not great at doing, for many reasons.

  1. When Justin and I actually do things together, I like to be in the moment. I try to keep my phone in my bag or pocket, or just leave it at home. For me, getting my phone out to take a selfie and then posting it online doesn’t make me feel like I am dedicating my time to our relationship.
  2. I suck at taking selfies! I really do. I can take about…50 pictures and get 1 good picture out of the bunch.
  3. Neither of us really enjoy having our picture taken. Which sucks for him cause I do enjoy being behind the camera.

I wouldn’t mind taking more pictures of us to someday hang on our walls, since we don’t really have that many, but it probably won’t happen anytime soon. We have our engagement pictures, and our wedding pictures. Other than that though, we might take one a month? Maybe? Probably less though.

I would much rather embrace the time I spend with him than letting everyone else in the world know how much fun I’m having.

#MuchLove, RR.


A Family Recipe.

I LOVE Strawberries. They are my favorite red thing ever!

My sister gave me a recipe book the first Christmas we were married and in it were recipes from both of our families. It was such a lovely gift and I treasure it. Mostly because I have found recipes that I completely forgot about.

Cookbook

It’s not that I forgot about this precise recipe, but I haven’t made it in a very, very long time. My Aunt Mariane died the summer I graduated high school from a long battle with cancer. This strawberry salad creates a deep memory of her for me. This was at every family dinner we had. It was always sooo good.

Recipe

So, you start with some Strawberries then add some vanilla pudding. Fun fact, apparently everyone in the Manhattan area uses vanilla pudding for Thanksgiving since all that was left when I went Tuesday night was the store brand.

Personally, it looks a little gross to me….and Justin? I think he was concerned.

Justin Concerned

But we carry on! Add some marshmallows, then the most delicious delicious delicious thing.

Marshmallows

Did you guess what the most delicious delicious delicious thing was? It is… (drumroll please!)………..

Cool Whip Package

Man, I miss eating this stuff for dinner. (I was broke, it was in my freezer. Don’t judge.)

Finished

While I was mixing this up, this guy came out to see what was happening… In case you can’t tell, he just loves having his picture taken.

And my punishment for taking said pictures…

Oh how I adore him.

And while we are on recipes, here is a sweet one my Aunt and Uncle added to the beginning of my recipe book. I’m glad there is a pound of laughter in there.

Happy Home Recipe

Happy Thanksgiving!

♥ Ali.


Sore.

We did some “fun” workouts yesterday with our trainer. It was brutal.

We did some leg and butt stuff and now…now it is difficult to walk. And sit. And stand.

I think you get the picture.

I mean, everything else is also sore, but mostly my ass.

Which gives me hope that someday I will actually have one!

As I am reading this, I am fully aware that this sounds a little…dirty.

But…it’s not going to change, so you’re welcome.

This post is only about exercise, nothing else.

Also, I slept super wrong Monday night and my neck was killing me yesterday. That mixed with a headache and some fun hormones, I might have cried a little bit during our workout. One part mild frustration, the other part…pain? When my body hurts I have a tendency to cry.

Much love, Me.

 


Maybe It’s YOU Who Doesn’t Understand.

If you don’t have kids yet, like us, I would be astonished to find out that you haven’t heard some variation of this wonderful line:

“Oh, you don’t understand. You don’t have kids.”

Let me start by saying I love kids. I love when they are loud and crazy and I love when they are quiet and peaceful. I adore the look of wonder and joy and the sound of the laughter of my nieces and nephews when we are together. I laugh everytime our friend’s child asks me “please sir, may I have some more.” I have very few people in my life that don’t have children. Some with two working parents, some with stay-at-home moms.

Now, I am a fully functioning human being. I understand that every single person, including the teeny tiny ones, have good days and bad days. That’s life. I am sure that there will be parents out there who will have a good laugh at my ignorance and others who might be upset with the fact that I could be calling them out on their bullshit. Deal with it.

But you know, maybe there are some things I don’t understand.

Eating out.
I understand that you might not want to cook. There are days I don’t want to either. I just want to go out and have someone take care of everything for me. However, I don’t do this when I’m in a horrible mood. I might take it out on the people around me. But then, maybe we are having a great day and decide to treat ourselves with a meal out on the town. Oh my gosh. Yes! How did you know that just the thing to make our $70 meal better was your screaming child. The screaming child that you aren’t trying to calm down at all. Nope, please, just continue on with your conversation and don’t pay attention to your child who has now managed to piss off every person in a 6 table radius. I don’t mind if they talk loud, or laugh or even throw crayons onto our table.

What I do mind is if you don’t try to control your little piece of s***. That’s right. Maybe your child isn’t a perfect little angel and not everyone is able to tune out the precious demon snarl that they have been making for the past 5 minutes. Help me understand why I should put up with that when it appears that you don’t even want to. Order a pizza in! Or maybe hit up the local McDonalds. If you are unable, or don’t want, to entertain your child while they are in public, maybe they aren’t ready to leave the house yet. And maybe, neither are you.

(If you actually pay attention to your kid while dining out, this is not directed at you.)

“I wish I could/had time to do that”.
Oh I do love it when a parent tells me that. It could be about anything. Going to the movies, getting your hair cut, taking a bubble bath, you get the picture. Maybe you would be able to, or have the time, if you wouldn’t have abandoned your friends when your child came along. Yes, I understand that your lives have changed, that you know have a small person who is completely dependant on you to keep them alive.

I have friends that I would absolutely watch their kids for them so they could get their hair cut in peace, or to catch a movie. All they need to do is ask. But maybe it’s guilt stopping them, or maybe they enjoy the sympathy they gain from people when they say this little phrase.

I know we don’t have kids, yet I know that they can consume you. At some point though, those children will have moved on. College, marriage, families of their own. They won’t always be there, and after they are gone, who will you have left? If you don’t have time, or don’t think you can do something, it’s your fault. I don’t want to hear you complain how you don’t have time for something, when you actually could. You have just chosen not to.

How you can be so conceited.
“You don’t understand – you don’t have kids.” That phrase has never once made me smile when I hear it. I might give a fake grin on the outside, if only to mask the rage I feel inside. Picture it from the other side. To the SAH moms out there, “You don’t understand – you don’t actually work.” That’s right. Doesn’t feel good does it? And I know SAH moms work. They work hard. Oh, but let’s not forget about the working parents. Maybe next time you want to tell a childless person they don’t understand, picture them telling you “You don’t understand – someone else raises your child”.

You may think your being funny, or asking for sympathy. I don’t know why you say it. All I know, is that it makes me want to punch you in the face.

Maybe, the next time you think about saying that to someone, maybe realize that it might be you who doesn’t understand. Who doesn’t understand that we have put decades, years, or maybe even just months into our friendship. We have celebrated birthdays, weddings, anniversaries. We might have thrown ourselves into giving you the most amazing bridal shower, bachelorette party, or baby shower. Maybe spent hundreds of dollars on dresses, dinners, and gifts. And now, we don’t understand why you don’t have time to care a miniscule amount about our lives?

Maybe it’s you who doesn’t understand that you can still have, and should have, a life outside of your children. A life where your friends, who still love and adore your beautiful children and love to spend time with them, are waiting for you. Waiting for you to realize that you are still your own person who needs your own life.

Now, sending love to all the parents out there! Stay strong. Someday the other half of the population might understand.

♥ A.


What I’ve Been Watching.

I love watching TV and movies. It’s like a nice escape from my everyday life.

We don’t have cable or anything. We use Netflix, Hulu, Amazon and a Plex server.

So, here is what I have been watching recently:

Liv & Maddie

I like to release my inner child sometimes so I binge watched Liv & Maddie (Disney Channel) on Netflix this past week or so. I watched the series finale last night and cried for the last two episodes. *sigh* I’m such a sap. It was a fun show to watch. I mostly watched it because the main actress is Dove Cameron. I became a fan of hers after watching Descendants where she plays Maleficents daughter.

The Mysteries of Laura

Okay, I actually have watched this (or season 1 or so) before but I stopped due to some reason I don’t remember. I recently tried again. Literally, tried. I didn’t make it very far. Okay, we don’t have kids ourselves yet, but I have 6 nieces and nephews between my two sisters. I have dealth with screaming, unhappy kids and I don’t mind for the most part. It’s a part of being a child. I would rather that than a child with no personality what so ever. HOWEVER, I couldn’t even make it through the first episode this time due to their fucking kids and the soon-to-be ex-husband who took zero responsibility of them in the part I saw. I quit watching after the twins ran through the…well, the room where the cops desks are…and bumped into a detective, spilling her hot coffee all over her. Did the kids apologize? No. Did their mom (aka her co-worker) apologize for them? No. Did she make her kids apologize? No. Fuck that. I was done, and I won’t be sorry be for it.

Desk Set (1957)

I adore this movie! Katharine Hepburn is just wonderful. Everyone is just wonderful.

Blindspot

I started watching this show when it first came out, and once again, stopped somewhere towards the end of season 1. I binge watched this to catch up also and they are now on Season 3. I can’t wait for the new episode every week. It’s pretty good stuff.

The Good Place

What The Fork?! For some reason I didn’t start watching this until this past month. I don’t know why! It is so gooooood! So Good. Seriously. Just watch it.

I am also watching…

  • Lethal Weapon (the remake)
  • The Brave
  • The Gifted
  • Big Bang Theory
  • Mom
  • Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries
  • Death in Paradise
  • Madam Secretary

Over and Out,
RR.