And I just couldn't have done it without you.

Dear Blogger,

Let me just say...Thanks.

Thanks for always being there when I needed to vent, or share exciting stories and even relive past stories.  Thanks for never judging me, and just letting me be myself.  You taught me that I really can stick with something, if only I try hard enough.  And hey, thanks for letting me know that I didn't hit my 'writers peak' in high school, and that I could still write a story.

And most recently...

I thank you for giving me the experience and confidence to do something, I would never have done before you came into my life.  You see, I submitted a couple posts I made to you, to an up and coming online magazine.  And guess what.  I just had my first article published, and I'm currently working on a second.

So let me just say...

Thank you, I just couldn't have done it without you.


Me.

P.S.  I know you're dying for a Wordless Wednesday picture aren't you, dear Blogger.  Okay, here you go.

I love LOVE these trees.  

I hate that the wind is totally blowing off the beautiful flowers right now.

I love that this looks like a heart. ♥

Like a virgin.

I've had a pretty awesome weekend, well, with bits of unawesomeness, but mostly just full of awesome and full of firsts.  Friday I did something that I've never done before.  I drank, like a gallon of wine, and got tipsy buzzed flat out wasted, and found myself puking, which by the way is another first.  I've never drank so much that I've gotten sick.  NEVER EVER.  Carlo Rossi, you started out the weekend as my friend, but then you turned me into Jack Nicholson in The Witches of Eastwick, you know when the girls put that spell on him and make him puke cherries and it's just a red mess everywhere, yeah that was me.  I learned a valuable lesson tho.  White wine puke would be much easier to clean.  

I awoke Saturday to the most hellatious headache.  Not so much a hangover, but a 4 aspirin sized headache.  Thankfully, the plans I had for the day and the aspirin, would not allow me to feel pain.  I had bigger plans, I was going to be on sensory overload, and I was going to love every minute of it.

I went to my first Avenged Sevenfold concert.  Now if you don't know who they are, I'm sorry, and you should go listen to them.  But only, if you're into getting smacked across the face with purely awesome rock and roll, or you like bands that have a stage that looks like this.

I can't remember the last concert that I went to, that they still had real flames.

My daughters took me here as a birthday present, but the older and her fiancee' had to work, so it was me and the younger, and her bf.

Look at those smiles.  The only got bigger as the night progressed.

There were some other bands there.

The Art of Dying was pretty decent.  Didn't really know too much of their music, but they rocked.

Bullet for my Valentine was pretty awesome and they started some pretty amazing slam circles.  My baby girl was at the front of one of those circles.  Talk about a nervous mama, but she totally handled it.

And they were definitely good for head banging.

And there was Seether.  Again, they rocked for a band I'm not crazy about.

And there's my KT, she's my wine drinking partner.  Her and Carlo Rossi are having a similar issues with one Carlo Rossi.  Oh and with her are M. he's apparently loves what Carlo Rossi does to us, something about being entertaining and of course there's T.  He's awesome.  Him and his wife are the ones that throw the amazing poker bashes I attend.

And the show we were all waiting for....

Oh M. Shadows, you are amazing.

The new drummer is pretty amazing too.  He had some big shoes to fill, and he did it with rock.

It was truly amazing and I can't wait until they come back, because I plan to NEVER miss another one of their shows again.

Although next time I will wear appropriate shoes so that I don't end up barefoot on wet grass in 50* weather.

Sunday was left for recuperating and now it's back to the reality of life.

Can we go back to Saturday? 

Please?

Fine!

Be that way.

Bye bye fried hair.

Some of you may know my obsession with changing my hair color.  If not here's a rundown of my hairs life.  I honestly can't believe that I have any left.  While complaining about the way my hair felt one day, my friend KT's sister recommended I try Moroccan Oil  to help.  I of course blew off the idea, because that's just what I do, until the day that I happened to be browsing through the beauty supply house, looking for stuff to help destroy what's left of my hair, when lo and behold there it was, like magic, a beautiful brown bottle.

Moroccan Argan Oil.  Amazing stuff!

When I first saw it, I'm pretty sure angels started singing in that monotone high C that they always sing in, and I'll tell you why.  This stuff is literally and simply,  miraculous.  I bought a little two ounce bottle over two months ago.  I use it almost everyday and the kid uses it every morning and were only down, maybe a fifth of a bottle, which is great, since the bottle costs about ten dollars, and if y'all know me, it almost killed me to spend that much on a two ounce bottle of anything.  You can use it on wet or dry hair, I prefer wet, right after I get out of the shower and you really only need a dab.  I have long, thick hair and I use a dime sized amount, putting it only on the bottom half of my hair.  If you use it at the top, you're liable to look a little greasy.  My hair is getting healthier, softer and I think it shines a little more now.  Not to mention it smells, incredible.


So if you anything like me, switching your hair color constantly, putting it in ponytails and clips all the time, going days without brushing it.  That's right, I don't brush my hair everyday.  I get up, it goes in a ponytail.  I get out of the shower, it goes in a ponytail.  My poor hair.  Get yourself some of this stuff pronto, you'll thank me.


Really.


Til tomorra!
Marisa

PS.  The people that make this stuff don't know me.  I just want everyone's hair to be as happy happier than mine.

Nitro for breakfast anyone?

Nitromethane: The fuel used to make a kick-ass car go 300+ mph.


This weekend was our annual, Feel the Rumble, weekend.  The Mister, the children (with bf's in tow) and the father-in-law, instead of lazing about on a Sunday afternoon, woke up early, gathered together and started our day in anticipation for what was to come.


Things like:

We got to see John Force, up close, well kinda.  I'm not his hugest fan, but he is entertaining.

An absolutely gorgeous day.

American flag waving parachuters.  I have to say, he was coming in so fast, I really thought he was going to smack the ground, but he made a perfect landing.

And a lot of nitro.

Don't forget burning rubber.  Again, I feel like I should grunt.

You think regular gas prices are ridiculous.

I'm not sure if I like the funny cars, or these bad boys, better.

Never mind.  This one's my favorite.

Here's a snippet of what we experienced.  I wish I could capture the actual rumble you feel in your chest, but you just gotta experience it for yourself.


All in all, I'd say the day was practically perfect.


Hope your weekend was as bitchin' as mine was.
Marisa

New love.

No, it's not a person, or animal or a new coffee drink.  Although I had a Godiva Cupcake espresso the other day and WHOA BABY, I'm in love with that and I'll share the recipe on Thursday!!!

A couple few months ago my Grams asked me if I knew of anything that would even out her skin tone.  Not a make-up, but a moisturizer.  This is when I had to tell her that I have a "Skin Evening" moisturizer at home, but hadn't really used it long enough to see if it actually works and I couldn't even remember the name of it.  Well a couple months ago, I decided to switch out my make-up, from my dark winter colors, to my light spring/summer colors and came across this.

Neutrogena Visibly Even Daily Moisturizer.  It's even SPF30.  It rocks!

So I decided to try it, I mean I spent the money ($8.00 I think at the local drug store) on it and I'm not trying to waste money here.  In the last 4-5 weeks I've used it faithfully and I can seriously see the difference.  I wish I would have thought this through and taken a "before" picture, but I did take a picture of myself this morning to show you where my problem spots were.

That area had spots that were really dark.  I hate pimples and pick at them.  I also hate scabs, so I would pick at them too, causing discoloration in the worst way.  

One of the things I really liked about this stuff, compared to other skin evening moisturizers is, you only have to put it on once a day, not two, three times like the other stuff I thought about buying.  Y'all know me, I'm way too ADD to try to remember to put lotion on more than once a day.  Plus, I like wearing makeup, so I put this on, then I can put makeup on over it and it's fine.  I keep it right in front of my computer so that I don't forget to use it everyday.

If you know anything about me, you know that I'm a pretty thrifty person, but I will gladly spent the eight bucks every three months to have pretty skin again, like when I was a teen, and puberty would be the easiest hormonal change I would ever go through.

So there ya go Grams, now you know what to use.  I got mine at Walgreens, but I'm sure they have it all over the place, if not gimme a holler and I'll bring ya a tube.

Now I'm going to find that damn bunny that my damn cat is holding hostage.

**Fine Print:  This is not a paid advertisement, just a product I love.  Neutrogena has no clue who the hell I am.  




Rock on!
Marisa