Letting the iphone take the wheel.....

Ricardo and I were having a conversation about how the iphones think they're god with their autocorrect option.  Tho' it has come in handy for us all, it as also been a kick to the ass too.  Sometimes iphone just needs to trust us, that what we typed us exactly what we wanted.
He sent me a text message with this screen capture last night.  He was trying to save the web address for this blog as a "sticky note".  if you cant read what is written on the photo, he was writing "dathousewife" and his phone was suggesting to change it to "fat housewife". this is just a small part of the conversation, which honestly I wasn't offended at all.  In fact I thought it was down right hilarious.

Sometimes you just have to laugh at life.  And probably listen to your phone when it tells you to maybe join a gym.  lol

We're the same and we're different....

"A great relationship is about 2 things: first, appreciating the similarities, and second, respecting the differences"

I love all my friends dearly.  I've met them all based on common interests, mutual friends or by pure accident.  Mostly its the first 2 of those 3.  Now its great to be alike in some ways, but what I really dig are the opposites.  You make me see a different view and think with those opposing opinions and ideas.  I love that. 
Now, I want to introduce you to my friend Oscar. I refer to him as my "conservative friend". He takes offense to that phrase, but I think because he thinks it makes him uncool.  Which couldn't be further from the truth. I just mean that him and I are set up on the opposite ends of the spectrum for the most part with some meeting points in the middle. Opposites attract sometimes and its all good. Anywho Oscar and I were having a discussion on facebook last night about girls and such.  I was telling him that girls could be broke down into 2 categories.  His response made me laugh so hard. 

With age comes wisdom....

Me: I'm 37 years old.  I'm not playing any more of those teenage games damnit.
Jaxx: Right?
Me: I'm too old for that bullshit.
Jaxx: It's not their fault... a penis is a cancer to their soul.


Advice to the men of the world.....
those teenage girls that you were able to pull all that bullshit over and think you could do whatever you wanted and get away with.... Yeah, they grow up and don't even bother with your shit.  So knock it off, its not cute anymore.

Eminem aint got shit on us.....

So I was texting with my friend from back home.  He was discussing about how he wants to meet a foreign chick. I mentioned that the certain group of chicks he'd like to meet are all about my instagram. This lead into quite a conversation where he summed up "America" perfectly.  I threatened to blog this and even my mister thought it was funny.  I think mostly because it takes my blog attention off of him for a minute. 

Yes, this is real life.....

Sometimes I really wish that I made this stuff up just for your entertainment.  But its all real.  My stories, photos and text messages are all 100% unrehearsed real deal.  I sometimes feel like my life is the love child of June Clever and the cast of Jackass. I'm not complaining tho'.  Makes for a spontaneous life and is obviously entertaining to you.  Just makes me a little sad that some of you think I script this stuff out for you.
Anywho.... this is a text message I got from the mister while he was out in the field.  He obviously likes to keep me on my toes, yet sadly I'm not surprised by his shenanigans.  I wonder if this is how the wives of rock stars feel?

So I lied about being back in 10 mins....

 

I've spent almost a month back in the motherland, the mitten state Michigan, visiting family and friends.  I had some shenanigans with my friends and quality time with my family. Good stuff, I miss that place. I got a few tattoos, painted some pottery, ate some yummy foods, had some drinks and enjoyed the cool summer temps up there.  I also ended up coming home with some Michigan cooties.  Guess they didn't want me to forget them so fast.  So I been rocking a cold since last Wednesday and it kinda sucks. 
So Sunday night we're clearing the beer bottles out of the tub (long story) and I'm laying on the floor half in the bathroom and half in the hall carrying on the most hilarious conversation that I cant remember now because the lack of sleep and cold meds. But this is the part I remember.

*kali in the hallway sniffing my foot*
Me: Kali is probably wondering what the hell you did to me now. She finally got me back and doesn't have to worry about food situation anymore.
Mister: WHAT EVER! She ate fine.
Me: She lost weight.
Mister: No way! She had food every day.
Me: Yeah, because she learned to ration it.
Mister: Why are you so mean?
Me: Don't hate because I'm better at it then you.

Now onto the vacation photos....
(my 3 siblings in the front, my BIL and niece behind me)

(I got tattooed. 3 total this time. mermaid on my side/ribs, a memorial heart on my hip/butt and a painting I did on my thigh)

 

(saw some friends I haven't seen in years)

(and some I haven't seen since last time)

(I even kicked it with some new peeps)

 

 

 

 

Well, it was a good run.....

Me: How many years have we been married this year?
Mister: I don't know.
Me: Really? Or are you just too lazy to do the math?
Mister: *looks at me and shrugs* Both.
Me: 16 years.
Mister: Whoa! Really?!?!
Me: Yup, got married in '98.
Mister: Did we really got married in '98?!
Me: Are you kidding me?!?!

If it wasn't for the fact that he makes good blueberry pancakes and will kill the bugs I cant, he probably would of been smothered with a pillow 8yrs ago.  *laughs*