It’s a bit messy…so what?!

Little Miss Gigli is napping. There is SO much to do around the house. Laundry is overflowing. Bathrooms need cleaned. The lawn needs mowed. The list goes on and on. I look around and feel completely overwhelmed by the fact that there just isn’t enough time to get it all done.

Then I look at Little Miss Gigli’s messy playroom…


…and the shoes by the front door.


And instead of seeing a mess, I see beauty.

I see Little Miss Gigli’s imagination at work in her playroom. I see both of my girls going out for adventures in those shoes. I see their childhood.

It’s moments like these that things start to shift into perspective for me. One day, Ziti and I will have a disgustingly clean, immaculate house because the girls will be out with their friends. Going off to college. Starting families of their own.

One day, I will not be tripping over Dusty the Airplane in the middle of the floor. One day, I will miss it.


Note: Dusty is also a Lego. Super painful.


Column down … It’s Just a Snake!

We had an adorable little bird build a nest on top of one of our columns on the front porch. It had been there for a few weeks and I was so sure that we’d see little cute baby birds poking their heads out of the nest any day now. Instead we saw nothing. As in no birds whatsoever.

It was two whole days before I realized that our sweet bird had gone missing. I found it strange that it would just up and leave so suddenly. It didn’t work hard building that nest for nothing. On that second day I saw something else lingering on top of one of the columns.

I saw the one animal that is absolutely not welcome in our zoo. Okay … maybe not the one. I’m sure there are other scary, gross creatures that I don’t want around. Anyway, resting on TOP of one of the columns was a slimy, disgusting, long, ewww, makes-me-want-to-vomit, horrifying snake!!

I could not believe my eyeballs when I looked out the front window and saw him just lying there like he owned our house. I dragged Ziti to the front window as well and he could not believe his eyeballs either. How in the world had that snake gotten up there?? And was he responsible for our missing bird??

He lingered up there for a few minutes and then he slithered INTO the column. Another question … how long had he been living there??

Ziti immediately started doing research on this snake (ah … good old Google). He concluded that it was not poisonous (I didn’t want to find out!) and that it was most likely a Rat Snake. He then looked up how to get rid of the snake.

Once he had enough information, he armed himself with a broom and began beating the crap out of the column. Is this what Google told him to do? The snake did not appear. And he would not appear again until the next morning. That little sucker had the nerve to poke his little head out of his hiding place. Did he really think we wouldn’t see him!?

Once he heard us or smelled us with his tongue or whatever it is he does with that gross thing … he disappeared again. Ziti went to work and I used the side door for the remainder of the day. I didn’t even want to make eye contact with that thing!

When Ziti came home he was serious about taking care of this snake. He put on some pants, a jacket, gloves, and sneakers. All he was missing was his beehive mask. Stelline went out there to help him. She sported capris and flip-flops. That girl has no fear! Ziti got a piece of wood and threw it on top of the column. He then harassed me to find a flat piece of glass that he could see through. Why in the world would something like that be in the house?? Instead I brought him the wired thing that we use to cool cookies on. He removed the wood and put the cookie cooling rack in its place. He looked into the hole with a flashlight and saw …. well … nothing.

That stupid, smart snake had gotten away before anyone could come face to face with him. I’m just hoping he didn’t leave to gather up some of his friends.

He's watching you!

He’s watching you!

Did We Buy a Zoo??

Ziti and I purchased a house 3 weeks ago, which is why my blog has gone down the pooper. It’s a wonderful house on a fantastic piece of land. Our backyard is full of trees and the house is plopped atop a hill. We have two decks out back which makes it perfect to watch the little birds attack each other or to witness a squirrel being a daredevil as it leaps from tree to tree.

Our location is a magnet for wildlife! Which has me wondering… did we just buy a zoo??

Our very first day here, while cleaning the house, Stelline noticed something glaring at us from one of the trees in the back. “Mom! There’s a raccoon in the tree!” she yelled. Sure enough, she was correct. A raccoon was lounging in one of the trees just watching us through the window. I mean she was seriously watching us! You’d move one way, her head would follow you. It was really cool but kinda creepy. It was as if she was plotting how she’d break into the house. I had a picture of her but I dropped my camera in the ocean (another story) before I got a chance to load it onto the computer.

A week after we moved in a bird decided to make a home on our front porch. She’s a silly little thing. You’ll come outside and she’ll sit perfectly still in her nest. It’s as if she doesn’t want you to know she’s there. Then all of a sudden she’ll just fly a way and go to the nearby tree to watch you. Ziti has been out on the porch for a few days now building the picnic table (yes, another story) and she’s just sitting there watching him.

We also have a cat that thinks she lives here. She’ll spend hours laying on the deck or in the huge flower pot out front. That actually drives me crazy because she’ll throw the dirt out of the flower pot. Grr! She also likes to bang her nose against the glass to try to enter the house. Little Miss Gigli will stand at the window and bang on it while yelling “DOG!” … we’re working on “cat”. I feel bad for the cat, but we’re not in the business of taking in strays. Plus, I don’t know how to break it to her that I’m allergic to her kind.


The cat giving us the stare day and saying “Let me in!!”

Finally, just the other day, we found a frog in the trunk of my car! That little sucker must have been living there while we were on vacation. He tried jumping into our grocery bags when we were unloading the trunk. Stelline had to pick him up to get him out. She said he was the slimiest thing she has ever felt! Yuck!

I’m starting to wonder what other animals will show their faces? A duck perhaps? A pelican who traveled too far a way from the beach? Ohhhh or maybe a penguin!! I can only wish!

My Enemy … the Front Closet

Today I tackled this nightmare … our front closet (AKA: the meaniehead).


I dislike the front closet. The front closet dislikes me. The front closet thinks it is funny to throw things onto the floor two seconds after I close the door. I can hear it chuckling at me and saying “Gotcha Sucka!!”

As much as I dislike the front closet, it had to be cleaned/organized. We are moving soon and there was no way that horrendousness was going to pack into a box. Of course while I was journeying through the closet I came across some stuff that made me pause and say, “Oh for crying out loud!”

The closet contained …

  • 14 rolls of paper towels
  • 12 rolls of toilet paper (and there’s plenty more in the bathrooms!)
  • 2 bottles of dish soap
  • about 892 plastic bags (more info later in this post regarding this silliness)
  • about 120 safety pins (leftover from a project involving Ziti and the creation of a Dumbledore costume)
  • 21 light bulbs (Hey! Don’t judge! They were free!)
  • 4 flashlights (one of which looks like a kitty cat)
  • 1 vacuum bag (Yep … our vacuum is bag-less)
  • 12 re-useable bags (Why am I not using these!?)
  • 8 notebooks
  • 4 binders
  • Enough pens and pencils to supply Stelline’s entire school
  • 5 reams of paper (okay, so I may have a slight hoarding problem when it comes to school supplies)
  • 2 Swiffer dusters (one for each hand, I guess)
  • 1 pan for cooking a turkey (don’t ask why this isn’t in the kitchen)
  • and a partridge in a pear tree (it flew out when I opened the door)

Now, regarding those 892 plastic bags … I save ALL of our plastic bags and fold them like this.


Do not be fooled! I am not the mastermind behind this idea. I owe this idea to the All Mighty Pinterest. Folding plastic bags in triangles makes them super easy to store. Plus, it makes them easier to throw into a diaper bag for when you have that “What do I do with the poopy diaper and poopy clothes?!” ordeal. Also, seeing the plastic bags displayed like this further proves that I live at Target.

Anyway, back to the front closet. Here is the finished product!


Yes, there is still a lot of stuff in there. But at least now I know where everything is located! This will be so much easier to pack into boxes. I just wish I had done it sooner so the front closet and I could have been friends.

Watermelon Cutting Skills

Seeded watermelon (the best!) was only $4 at the grocery store this week. So what did we do?! We bought the biggest one we could find! Buying the biggest watermelon means that it is a pain in the hiney to store that beast in the fridge. Luckily, Ziti has a unique and clever way of cutting up watermelon.

He cuts them so just a small piece of the green is left. What is the purpose of this you ask?


That way you have a fancy little place to hold the watermelon while eating it!


Plus, you fit more into the tupperware and it fits in there neatly!


For the record, I don’t cut watermelon or cantaloupe. Mainly because cutting round objects with a big, sharp knife scares me.