Las Vegas Mama

Hello, my name is Andrea, and I am an official card-carrying member of Costco. There, I said it. I tried to resist Costco , but I have failed . So here I am. I am ready to do this. I say ready, but what I really mean is angry. I prepare myself as best I can, with my most comfortable walking shoes, hair pulled back into a practical ponytail, and a grocery list. Although I do not have a picture of my face as I entered the dreaded Costco warehouse entrance, I can leave it to the better artists of the world to fully express my sentiments as I arrived. Yup, that just about sums it up. I only had to take PJ with me since Phillip had taken the girls to ballet, and fortunately he was in a great mood. But the downside was that I lost my grocery list five minutes in. Since it had only been five minutes, I hopefully went back and retraced my steps. But there was absolutely no sign of it. So now I am just winging it. Even though growing up I used to go with my mom, I wasn...

I have something important to tell you. I have been pushed over a precipice . You may recall a little blog post some time ago about Costco and how I'm being pushed to shop there. If you haven't read it yet, catch up here: Costco Pusher . Well, the time has finally come. I have been pushed, and pushed, and pushed.... slowly, but surely, towards the Costco precipice. And, finally, right off of it. So. How did this happen? When last you saw me in this Costco saga I was resisting with all my might.  But at some point I stopped resisting so hard. This was a fatal error on my part. It seems that my first mistake was admitting to my my mom and sister that with my growing family that perhaps it made sense for me to start making larger scale purchases at some point in the far off future (like, on my deathbed). My second mistake was allowing my mom to buy some stuff at Costco for me. And my third mistake was Christmas. Oh wait, that one was not my fault. What d...

Every once in a while my BFF Laura and I end up with funny text conversations, and I was just thinking it would be fun to share them. She doesn't know this, but I actually keep screen shots of our convos when they are especially entertaining. Is it creepy and slightly stalker-ish that I save our convos without her knowing? Perhaps. But she and I have been friends since we were 18 years old and were roommates on a study abroad trip to Oxford, England. Even though we now live in different states, we are still "BFFs 4 Ever". So that makes my saved text messages un-creepy. Maybe. Besides, she has told me she has always wanted her own stalker, and I want her to be happy, so it actually works out.  I miss her a lot and I  miss hanging out with her all day long doing nothing but laughing about stupid things. These days, text messages are the easiest way to stay in touch since we both have toddlers who often interrupt phone conversations, or are napping so we don't dare ris...