King Henry, Laundry, and Eyebrows

I sat my butt down to write a post but instead I did the following…

  • Scrolled through Insta and FB repeatedly as if something so new and earth shattering would happen since the last time I checked my phone 2 seconds ago
  • Googled “Why was King Henry the VIII an ass”
  • Wondered why my feet were cold 
  • Stared at this pile of laundry 
  • Listened to the bugs singing in the trees 
  • Wondered why bugs sing in trees
  • Thought about waxing my eyebrows 
  • Cursed my Italian heritage for giving me eyebrows that would rather be called eyebrow
  • Wondered why it’s called an eyebrow and not a foreheadbrow 
  • Googled brow and Wikipedia claims it is also an “entryway for boarding a ship” Who the hell knew that?!
  • Is now envisioning a rather large eyebrow for people to walk on to board a ship
  • Thinks I need to stop typing because I am getting carried  away

Ooohhh look! A post! 


You Know You Missed Me!

It’s been 2 years. It’s been 2 years since I posted on Mama Spaghetti. It’s been 2 years since I posted on Mama Spaghetti because…I forgot my password. 

I mean let’s face it…everyone, including the ice cream man, tells you that passwords need to be different for each account. They also must contain an uppercase letter, special character, Morse code, and your 1st born child. I am just incapable of remembering such things.

Why not reset it you ask? Because apparently I also couldn’t remember which email address I used. Because we’re supposed to have 71 different email addresses too, right?!

Have no fear! I have figured it all out! (Obviously since I am ACTUALLY POSTING SOMETHING!) And…guess what??! I downloaded the glorious app! Which means that I can just spout off about whatever I want whenever I want. 

This could be dangerous. 

A picture of Little Miss Gigli’s spaghetti plate because…why not?!

Happy Spaghetti Year!

I’ve never been one for New Years Resolutions. I don’t take them seriously. My past resolutions are proof.

2009 – Use a spork more often while eating spaghetti.

2010 – Finally become a proud owner of a penguin.

2011- I didn’t make a resolution this year because I failed terribly in 2010.

2012 – Have a baby (Note: I was already pregnant).

2013 – Eat more pasta.

2014 – Establish a National Glitter Day.

Resolution for 2015? Have the cast of Downton Abbey over to drink the 125 bags of tea sitting in my pantry.

What’s your resolution?

I haven’t updated Mama Spaghetti in 3 months because …

… every time I sit down at the computer Little Miss Gigli decides that it is a fantastic time to sit on my lap and do this aoruewairauew89rew7apr98eauhtrw38754q2345749305 with the keyboard.

… I was trying to conquer those painfully slow Candy Crush Quests without harassing my FB friends.

… Downton Abbey had my undivided attention.


… I’ve started knitting with means I’ve turned into an old lady and no longer know how to use technology.


My scary knitted dishcloth

… I was trying to read The Great Gatsby and fell asleep.

… I was waddling around the house pretending to be a penguin in preparation for our trip to SeaWorld.

… I’ve been watching the Catching Fire trailer obsessively because I still have yet to see the movie!

… I was too busy eating spaghetti.

You got it dude!

The Pretend Knitter

I just wasted a vast amount of time on the Raverly website. What is Raverly you ask? Raverly is a website for knitters.

Which would make one think that I knit.

I do not.

I just wasted time on a website in which it does not currently benefit me.

I am determined to learn how to knit though! I have wanted to knit for years now.

A few years ago I attempted to learn. I grabbed a set of needles, some blue yarn, and sat my little hiney in front of the computer. I googled “how to knit” and watched a not so good youtube video. I got frustrated and threw the needles and ball of yarn across the house. That was either my Italian kicking in or my severe lack of patience.

Well I signed myself up for a knitting class this coming November. A REAL knitting class in which REAL people will show me how to REALLY knit. Ziti has titled my new knitting obsession as my “Old Lady Habit” and says that I better not knit in front of him.

And because of that, I shall knit him this sweater for Christmas …

Where’s the Mountain?!

It was our first family vacation. Ziti, Stelline, and I decided to drive from Florida to Ohio and then onto Gatlinburg, Tennessee.  We chose Gatlinburg because we were in search of the mountains. I barely remembered what a mountain looked like having lived in Florida for so many years. The tallest mountain in Florida was the fire ant hill in the backyard.

We visited family in Ohio and then made our way to Tennessee. We had driven a good 4 ½ hours before we hit Sparta, North Carolina. At that time we decided to take the Blue Ridge Parkway as a “shortcut”. Let’s face it … we were dumb. We didn’t really know what the Blue Ridge Parkway was and this was back in the day before it was super easy to just “google it”. We didn’t realize that it would take us about 93 hours to drive it!

Our jaws hit the ground as soon as we turned onto the Blue Ridge Parkway. All we could see around us were beautiful, never-ending mountains!  We were so excited! There were so many overlooks to stop at every few miles. We stopped at all of them! There was not one overlook that we could drive by. Every overlook was more spectacular than the last.

As the day progressed that amazing-ness turned into well … scariness. We were driving along and all of a sudden we were met with a wall of fog right smack in front of us! How in the world were we supposed to know that as it got later into the day, that the fog would start to roll into the mountains!? Ziti thought it was awesome and I began to cry like a baby. And while I was crying like a baby, Ziti decided to pull off at an overlook to TAKE A PICTURE!!!


Doesn’t look too scary, right?? Think of it this way … there’s supposed to be a mountain there!!

I was so mad and of course, I cried even more. What was he doing?!! Didn’t he know that the fog would eat him!? After enough crying and yelling, he got back into the car. I didn’t want to leave that spot. I wanted to ride out the fog or something. But nope, we drove on and I cried.

I honestly don’t know what I was expecting Ziti to do. Turn around? Pitch a tent? Turn the car into a helicopter? Anything but drive!!  I was terrified that we were going to drive clear off of the damn mountain! Well … we didn’t.

We decided it was time to take the highway once we hit Asheville. It was about a 2-hour drive to Gatlinburg from there. The hotel was plopped right in the Great Smoky Mountains and by the time we got there it was dark. You’d think I would have cried again, but I didn’t. That’s because the fog had scared the tears right out of me.

My 10 Most Favorite Things About Fall

I know exactly what you are thinking …it is August. So why in the world is this chick rambling on about Fall??!! Here’s the thing, Fall has decided to come early to our state. The high today is 71. The high tomorrow? 66 !!! What in the world is going on? It has me scrambling for pants for the super human baby that grows at a rapid rate of speed (Little Miss Gigli… incase you were lost).

I think the planet got so sick of everyone complaining about Global Warming that it said, “Enough!! Take a blast of some cool weather in AUGUST and shut the eff up!” Not gonna lie … I had myself a nice warm cup of hot cocoa this morning. I’m not going to argue with the planet. If it wants me to think it is fall then I will gladly go along for the ride.

So I love the fall! It is my absolute favorite season and since I’m feeling all in the fall spirit today, I now give you a list of my favorite things about the fall. I guarantee you they are your favorite things too!

1. Pumpkins – They are orange. You can carve them. You can eat their delicious seeds. Plus they give you pumpkin pie!!

2. The Leaves Changing Color – It’s like I close my eyeballs and the last thing I see is green. When I open them up I see orange, red, yellow and I am so confused. The leaves change that fast and I love it!

3. The Crisp Cool Weather – Not too hot. Not too cold. Just right!

4. Pumpkin Spice Lattes – Just set up that IV right now.

5. Hot Air Balloon Festival – Sounds like it is for sissys. But it totally is not. You try wrangling an 800 pound hot air balloon into the air and then tell me your opinion. Plus, they are pretty!


6. The Mazie Maze – Nothing better than getting lost in a 50 billion acre corn maze!

7. Cinnamon Brooms – It is the only time of year where is it appropriate, and not at all strange, to buy a broom that smells of cinnamon and hang it on your wall.

8. Halloween – I get a kick out of witnessing what kind of costumes Ziti creates not only for the girls, but for himself as well. Me? I just wear my good old fairy costume. Maybe I should get creative this year?


Stelline as a Bloody Bride!

9. Football – I’m really not a crazy sports person, but if you can’t sit down and watch a football game in the fall then something is wrong with you. You don’t have to enjoy it. Just sit there and make fun of the players!

10. I can wear PANTS – Which means I don’t have to shave my legs. Ziti is the luckiest man in the world.

What do you love about fall? Or do you secretly hate it?