THE OFFICIAL WHITE CHICK

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This is exactly what my husband thinks of me on a daily basis. I can see him cringe from the corner of the room the second I take off the first shirt that I have tried on. Although he has already made this connection. I haven’t noticed the extreme white chick in me until recently. I woke up one Wednesday morning yep hump day but no humping going on that morning. I was extremely bloated. Ugh. sigh. no need to explain any further. After the fourth pair of pants I heard John let a out a uncontrollable sigh to ask “Sarah are you ok?” At this point I looked at him with eyes to kill and said “Well what the hell do you think? I’m late, my clothes don’t fit, I haven’t had any coffee and my hair looks like crap.” He calmly sighed and walked away to make my coffee. ( Yes he made my coffee that morning, but I think it was just so he could have a good reason to get the hell out of the bedroom.) I still mumbling under my breath cursing him because of this shitty morning. ( While he s making my coffee.) what a jerk I am.
I finally got dressed grabbed my coffee and ran out the door. It wasn’t until later that day that I realized I am the uncontrollable girl in the fitting room freaking out. Yes! That WHITE CHICK!

Driving to a friends house that evening my husband was on the phone telling someone about a new deal that he got. The very second he got off the phone I asked why didn’t I know anything about this and I quote he said ” Because you were flipping out acting like the girl on white chicks this morning. OMG look at this its tina the talking tummy.” I was laughing because John has his hands throwing up in the air yelling about a damn talking tummy. John was a tad bit over dramatic ( way more than myself.) Not he has me pegged

So anyway now you know on a terrible, awful, bad day I am the WHITE GIRL that can later laugh at myself for my ridiculous blow ups.

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About Us
We both wear many hats John is a veteran, full time college student, entrepreneur, grandson, son, brother, uncle, husband , and most Important dad. I (Sarah) am a teacher, entrepreneur, daughter, sister, aunt, wife and most important a mama. Yep that is us we both are crazy in love with each other and our 8 month old daughter Riley. She is amazingly! A new journey for al l of us.

About Our Kid
Riley has had an extreme personality from day one. Perfect example: the first time that Riley ever kicked me was when a student hugged me. It seemed like after that day she was so calm inside me all day until someone else would hug me. She was jealous all ready. I knew we were in trouble and I was right.

About our Blog
This blog is made to track our life. I want to look back at this blog through the year to smile, laugh, maybe cry at the little things that have happened to our tiny family.
I have always said that our life would be a perfect reality tv show but they would have to edit it all except us sleeping. I mean come on no one wants to watch a show with a ridiculous amount of cursing, failed attempts of family gatherings, and petty arguments that are 30 times more entertaining than any Kardashian ever thought about,

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