21 4 / 2014


“Amy Poehler was new to SNL and we were all crowded into the seventeenth-floor writers’ room, waiting for the Wednesday night read-through to start. Amy was in the middle of some such nonsense with Seth Meyers across the table, and she did something vulgar as a joke. I can’t remember what it was exactly, except it was dirty and loud and “unladylike”, Jimmy Fallon turned to her and in a faux-squeamish voice said, “Stop that! It’s not cute! I don’t like it.” Amy dropped what she was doing, went black in the eyes for a second, and wheeled around on him. “I don’t fucking care if you like it.” Jimmy was visibly startled. Amy went right back to enjoying her ridiculous bit. With that exchange, a cosmic shift took place. Amy made it clear that she wasn’t there to be cute. She wasn’t there to play wives and girlfriends in the boys’ scenes. She was there to do what she wanted to do and she did not fucking care if you like it.”

“Amy Poehler was new to SNL and we were all crowded into the seventeenth-floor writers’ room, waiting for the Wednesday night read-through to start. Amy was in the middle of some such nonsense with Seth Meyers across the table, and she did something vulgar as a joke. I can’t remember what it was exactly, except it was dirty and loud and “unladylike”, Jimmy Fallon turned to her and in a faux-squeamish voice said, “Stop that! It’s not cute! I don’t like it.” Amy dropped what she was doing, went black in the eyes for a second, and wheeled around on him. “I don’t fucking care if you like it.” Jimmy was visibly startled. Amy went right back to enjoying her ridiculous bit. With that exchange, a cosmic shift took place. Amy made it clear that she wasn’t there to be cute. She wasn’t there to play wives and girlfriends in the boys’ scenes. She was there to do what she wanted to do and she did not fucking care if you like it.”

(Source: amyypoehler, via heywhysoserious)

20 4 / 2014

Excuse me, little girl, where is my baby?

20 4 / 2014

19 4 / 2014

So things are looking up

19 4 / 2014

No, Pinterest. Stop. This is creepy. 

No, Pinterest. Stop. This is creepy

19 4 / 2014

My aunt sent the kids each $10 in an Easter card. Usually when they get birthday/holiday money we just put it into their savings accounts. But since she sent cash and not a check I’m thinking about letting them put it in their piggy banks. Because how fucking awesome would that be later - go to figure out how much you have in change and get a surprise 10. 

I’m also thinking about taking it to BWWs and multiplying it on a video poker machine. 

19 4 / 2014

I started a post and then cancelled it. Because I was blah about writing it I thought who is going to even want to read it?

My mood has done a complete 180 from the happy high of last night/this morning. 

Eggs sucked, dinner sucked, husband has to do homework, the house is a mess, blah blah blah blah blah. 

19 4 / 2014

Movie & snacks from last night. These two are my heart.

Movie & snacks from last night. These two are my heart.

18 4 / 2014

It’s Good Friday so we rocked out the last sushi Friday hardcore. Now we’re watching Meet The Robinsons and you guys my kids are so snuggly and so effing cute. I can’t explain the happy I’m feeling right now. It’s almost unfamiliar how perfect I feel right now.

18 4 / 2014

We again weren’t going to do much. No family or close enough religious friends to do a dinner. Then we talked about brunch but our mass services are being held at a casino (hello, Vegas!) so we were like eh we’ll just go to the buffet.

But on Veterans Day or something there was a free buffet for service members thing and it was a crowded nightmare. So I worry that the 100s of other families at mass will have similar thoughts and ain’t nobody got time for that.

So I trolled Pinterest real quick & I’m happy with the plan. We’ll color a few eggs on Saturday and do the whole plant a jellybean thing where then in the morning it’s lollipops. We’ll come home to have bunny face eggs & bunny butt pancakes with small baskets & an egg hunt.

Shouldn’t be too hard but it’ll be something. That’s my life motto.