NanaExtraOrdinary

When men vacuum the angels sing.

Lately I’ve been wondering where my funny has gone. Where oh where can you be? 🤦🏻‍♀️

Life happens to all us bloggers and parents and grandparents etc and I’ve come to the conclusion my current weight struggles might have something to do with it.

I have bern doing Keto for awhile now. I’ve watched everyone around me drop 20/30 pounds and I’ve lost 9. Can you say discouraging?!

Never been a quitter but I’ve also always been willing to adapt and make changes so here goes…

1. Time to admit Keto might not be for me.

2. Continue my health goals but work more on my state of mind.

3. Get back to seeing the funny in everything.

Stay tuned and I will keep you all updated. I will not buy weight loss products but I will do more exercise and healthy eating for mind and body.

If anyone has any success or failure stories you would like to share, please do.

In the meanwhile let’s get our smile back.

-NanaExtraOrdinary

I noticed the meaning of sexy has changed for me. I was never fortunate enough to have that one man throughout the ages, but the one I have now is a keeper.

Sometimes you just have to get Chip faced… it’s mandatory on certain weekends. Keto be damned this last weekend. I needed carbs.

Don’t beat yourself up for falling off the Keto wagon. Monday we can just climb back on.

I’ve always been a rebel. Pre kidlets I partied until 4a.m….slept till noon…worked 3-11 and basically my life was wash, rinse, and repeat.

That was then and now is now. In this life I’m in bed by 8 and up at 6…if I am lucky enough.

So what happened to the rebel you ask? Oh she’s still here. I use Beach lotion even under winter clothes…tear the tags off my mattress and pillows 😎…shhhhh…and hide a secret stash of candy in my nightstand drawer.

Yes, I’m still a rebel at heart…I just do it differently now and I wouldn’t trade this life and family for anything in the world.

Of all the bad movies I have been forced to watch by my husband…Groundhog day was and always will be the worst…or at least I thought. Now they have new movies imitating a similar theme and it’s beginning to feel like a real life Groundhog Day.

Are you feeling sleep deprived? Still in school? Part time job or no job? Is sex on your hormonal little mind 24/7….he or she said they love you?

Well let me explain something your parents won’t. They probably just say don’t have sex. That’s like an ostrich sticking his head in the sand. I hope you listen to them because that’s the best solution but odds are you won’t listen because you have teenage hormones… trust me when I tell you hormones are not love.

So here’s my advice… don’t get pregnant. A child is a blessing that deserves happy and adjusted adults…. with jobs…that can actually take care of them….not a 13 year old Mom in school that still lives at home.

You think you are tired now? I suggest the condom aisle ASAP…just in case abstaining is not your greatest strength.

As for me, I’m thankful for my kids and grandchildren…but I was not a teen in school. Just think before you do it. Think. Kids are not an afterthought nor an inconvenience. Kids are 100 percent your responsibility. Not someone else’s responsibility.

When I married my husband I told him straight up I am never going to be a Betty Crocker but I am definitely fun and creative.

Tomorrow is Super-Bowl and I baked this cake. It’s supposedly a stadium.

This is what real life baking looks like. It’s not always pretty but it’s dang delicious.

Anybody here occasionally drop an F bomb? Not much here unless I bang my head on a cabinet my husband left open…which I guess is pretty darn often now that I think about it.

I’m also a huge candy crush fan. I swear it eliminates my need for therapy. Candy Crush soda is equally therapeutic, just sayn’.

Today’s fashion show isn’t much different than any other day.