Foodie Trickory


The best part of summer is taking your little ones out on adventures.  Since our vacation last week… 😯(Hands on face. Oops! Spoiler alert!
I know… I still have to post about it and showcase my lovely pictures.) We have been craving Thai food. Something we can’t find in our hometown these days.

What started out as an adventure to the dentist…. um …. OUCH! Getting local anesthetics is not a fun poke. Neither is the face numbing tingle.


Afterwards there weren’t any good places to feed our belllies out there. So off we went for another 35 minute drive. Did we fulfill our Thai craving. Somewhat. This empty, slow, and somewhat elegant restaurant was pretty dead. I suppose that was should have been the first red flag. There was also a group of children rough housing in the back. Their parents? No where to be seen not heard.

……. process that……. Yeah!

Turns out they were the owners kids. Cute right? …..NOT! as soon as we got our  food those kids started spraying frebreeze at us. Ewww! Considering they were the owners kids, you’d wonder… how they, of all people could be doing this to the customers

Fawking yuck!

Do you have any idea how disgusting food tastes with the febreeze taste in your mouth? No!!!
Jay  said something to our waitress about it, but nothing happened until all I could taste in the air was FEBREEZE! ugh! I got up quickly and  angrily making my way across the restaurant. Only then, did they get stopped. The parents did not come out and handle it. They kids continued getting into trouble , and trying to spray. Bad etiquette.
Will these children run their parents out of business.?
The Thai place in Santa Fe, NM is no longer an IT place for us. In life, we have our mortifying experiences. Today, I’ve found anew. Yuck! As I spend the rest of the day with an upset stomach in  …. in.. YUCK!  when your spending $50 for a meal, your kind of obligated to eat it.  Even still.

For any of my more local readers, make sure you avoid this place. I mean, unless you want febreeze in your food. ….

I don’t post rants often. Pardon my negativity. I couldn’t help it today…..



Telemarketers: Why Do They Even STILL Exist.


Telemarketers… This serves as my official message to all telemarketers

First of all, why? … Just why?

“Hello, I’m going to call you and speak half English, part gibberish, and a third of ‘I’m too nervous to really tell you why i’m calling'”

You do realize When us consumers answer the phone, were going to first spec. out who you are before handing you off to your recipient.

Truthfully, when we ask, “Can I take a message.” Were already scoping out what, and who you are. By NOT telling  us your agenda, your not really giving us the incentive we need to call you back?

When you call and ask for our children, then we’ve got a problem. Come on now! Tell me all you parents out there wouldn’t be enormously suspicious if a telemarketer asked for YOUR KID? No matter what age. I mean, unless their eighteen. What makes you think their parents shouldn’t know why you’ve been calling their child for two weeks straight?

Confession: We aren’t going to pass along the message if we inquire and receive, ” Umm… I am ________ , this is a recorded call and when is a good time to call.

Sarcastic head nod, “Really??????” A little eye roll with an annoyed, “Call tomorrow.” Generally comes soon after.

You realize, that call won’t get answered right.

I can still remember a time when telemarketers called your house phone DURING DINNER! Do you? hahahaha

Did your parents ever screw around with them?




Success is a one way street.



“Failure is a dress rehearsal for success”

While out and about today for lunch, I came across a very thoughtful fortune cookie with a powerful statement. Don’t you think?

My step daughter is quite the stubborn one. She was kicked out of her moms house three years ago, and ever since has pretty much spent the last three years spiraling out of depression. Her fatal flaw has and always will be, her dire need to be perfect. If she can’t do it right the first time, or be perfect without having to redo, or accept her faults she will upon every first failure, GIVE UP!!

  • Beautiful artist: If her lines aren’t straight she will draw, erase, redraw, erase, redraw, erase, redraw, erase, crumple it up, give up.
  • She watches me write a lot. Potential writer: She will write three words, erase, re write three words, erase, re write a paragraph , scratch it out, crumple, give up.
  • Amazing dancer: Since I’ve known her, that girl can dance. The minute the other girls on the dance team became threatened by her, they began to bully her. SHE QUIT!!

OK so you get my point.

I use her as an example because the scenario is quite fitting. In life, we all have dreams. It is our life goal to achieve these don’t you think? YES!!!

Failures are a typical part of that process. They occur as a means to shape our final product. Just last week, while editing some video footage to our Bajeebus YouTube channel, I clicked save when done, but it didn’t work. I unplugged the cam without truly saving it, and lost hours of work…Just like that. OK… Today, a week later I might add. I went back at it. I’ll admit even I get thrown back with a setback, but only for the mere purpose of… that term.

“Stop, revamp, rethink, and redo”


So I did. Failures are not meant to be final, nor an obstacle. In reality, a failure is the best thing that can happen to any of us out there in this world. While we are learning from our experiences, we are also growing from them. With every failure comes wisdom from the last. Every future attempt will be “You knowing better.” Sorry about the late inspirational Tuesday bit.

I have been so busy enjoying our first week off with the kiddos, that I completely let time fly. Have I ever told you how hard the struggle is to be in a blended family? It’s not the easiest feat. When a child lives in the home with only one parent, they tend to split themselves. Each of our first born’s are with another partner. My step-daughter, had a active dad from day one, while my daughter had to wait nine years later. Until he decided he wanted his girlfriend to marry him. News flash!!! A woman won’t marry a man who can’t be there for his kid. YEAH! you do the math.

EITHER way…. there is confliction being created in their lives right now. It serves as a slow demise. Lying becomes a norm. Because their other sides get mad at them anytime they speak of us. Rather then speak of us, they have learned to lie about their lives. 🙁 meh! I HATE this! This is a struggle we deal with on the daily. My step-daughter thinks if she tells us her visit with her mom was HORRIBLE, that we will be happy, so she then concocts this terrible experience. 🙁 It hurts us.

Have I ever mentioned soda is an out of sight, out of mind thing in our home? Yeah we don’t drink that stuff. Ice tea yea, now that goes by the gallon on the daily. Who can’t enjoy a fresh glass of Ice tea? because of this, my girl will pull the puppy dog eyes on her gramps and voila! dude buys her all the junk food she want’s.  Why? because it goes against me. SMH! (Fool)

This last week, we took our youngins’ to see angry birds. unfortunately baby blue was fussy, and Jay missed the first half of the movie while I missed the second half. It SUCKED! But my daughter went with her gramps. She asked to spend more time with him afterwards. I told her to have him feed her, and it would be OK. As we had dinner afterwards, then came home we wondered happily where she ate. We even placed bets on where we thought they’d go. When she came home, I asked with the biggest smile on my face,”Where did you guys eat?” THERE IT WAS! that dang lie!

“Oh we drove to his house and had chicken noodle soup.”

“Your gramps lives 3o minutes away, your telling me that you drove to his house, ate soup drove back within 45 minutes!”

“Oh OK no we ate at Hunans.” (Her favorite Chinese restaurant.)

Things like that don’t happen in non-blended families. My message from this rant is…

Mothers: Remember, that there are others out there who understand your struggle.  With a seven member family, two step children, and three full blood kiddos, It can be pretty overwhelming sometimes. With the step children, issues are always much harder to deal with, they take longer to resolve if ever, and the level of respect isn’t there which is necessary for learning to happen. Often, I want to find myself a corner to hide in. Probably with a big bucket of pop corn and an entire gallon of tea.

I can see it now (Place thought bubble here)

“MOM!… hey mom… Wheres mom? has anyone seen mom?

There she is in the linen closet where you can’t see her snickering 😀

But I don’t “I do what I gotta do and hope for the best 🙂 Have an amazing Wednesday everyone.




Movin' On Up

When did Pomp and Circumstance (Graduation song) become a mash up with Star Wars?

I am one to love me some Star Wars theme music, but at a graduation… Come on now… Darth Vader did not make these kids graduate. Meh! Now had the band played the song while the teachers walked on, that would have made my day 😉

As our 8th grader topped off her middle school days with a graduation ceremony, I pondered… Why the heck didn’t they have something like that for us when I was that age?

Even though these types of ceremonies tend to drag on, you want to also be proud. I mean… who isn’t excited when their kids reach their first milestones? Hey did anyone tell you how hard It is to sit within a large crowd of people during a boring ceremony with four little ones. The 3 year old crashed into baby blues head attempting to kiss her. Sweet pea cannot listen even if it could save her fawking life, Honey bear… well he’s going through a DON’T TALK TO ME stage. The kids are raging out of boredom … Have you ever thought holy shit our kids are making us look bad RIGHT NOW! (Face palm)

There was some wisdom given… Something about 

“Don’t let the noise of others around you drown out the noise of your own opinion of yourself.”

Hmm OK yeah that’s some great advice to give our future highschoolers of the world, BUT!  OK …The guy was quite the awkward advice giver. As he spoke, the message wasnt reaching or coming out sensibly.
(Zzzzzz oops was I falling asleep there?)

After a two hour blabbing session about how we shall follow our dreams, and really… no guys.. really … just don’t forget… you really gotta reach higher.
“Did that speaker seriously just say that? LIKE THAT!!!”
Higher than what? Are you saying each and every individual sitting here today should reach higher then their personal dreams and goals! Lady…LADY… stop!… just stop!! Tell them their dreams matter and to reach for that. Nothing is greater than a passion. Ask them what drives them, and to follow that itch. For fucks sake stop crushing their dreams.

Can somebody please tell me why I am not out their in the world as an inspirational speaker?
Tonight showed me, not everyone can inspire the world with a little MIND BLOWN! (My specialty)

Oh geez… did that sound cocky? 😑

Oh look their handing out those diplomas.

Congrats Lunar!!!!
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WordPress doesn’t love me anynore 😢 it doesn’t allow my videos to upload. Oh and this post was done through a phone .. 😕 Sorry.