What We Spend Money On

Our bank online has a cool new feature.

It lets us know exactly how much we spent in the last 20 days and what we spent money on.

If I did this in college I would be excited to share but now that I am a grownup I am sad to report that 90% of our money is spent on bills and food.

It is depressing that I had to scroll down for many days to see a fun purchase. Where or where have the fun times gone?

I was going to tell the hubby that I deserved a new fun purchase but he was quick to point out that the last fun purchase was my new wedges and he deserved a fun purchase.

Good observation Captain Obvious! I'll remember that next time.

Hope my fabulous friends had a great weekend!

I have a confession to make ....

It is a little embarrassing but everyone knows that I am not too proud to let the world know just how ridiculous I am.

Someway, somehow, I voted for Scotty 87 times last night. I think what allowed my little fingers to rest on speed dial was the fact that each time I got through!

Very surprising when I know I was competing with tweens. I have something on them, it's called years, ha!

If you don't know who Scotty is, shame on you! And well, shame on me for voting 87 times last night.

It wasn't like I did it on purpose.

From 9pm - 11pm, I watched television but my fingers were on speed dial. Each time I heard the "man" say "Thanks for voting for contestant #1, please watch American Idol tomorrow at..." I would hang up and do it again.

I apparently did it 87 times. I counted because I wanted to know how many votes I gave Scotty and when I counted 20 votes, I had to continue counting. Imagine my surprise when I reached 87.

I actually stared at myself in the mirror because I needed to see the dork I have become. I have never been this strange, ever. I know this.

I am not even a fan of country ... I must be a fan of the man boy. I just frickin' hope that Verizon doesn't tell my husband the weirdo he married.

Scotty, all I have to say is that if you do not win tonight, I am mailing you a bill. I don't even like country music. I probably won't buy your CD but please tell me why my fingers had to dial your number 87 times!?

Hmm, this is a new thing but I am feeling just a bit of mortification and shame.

{Dinner} Tuscan Pesto Chicken Simmer

I wish I could/can remember the blogger I stole this recipe from. I want to give credit because it was soooo good. If this is your recipe please let me know that way I can give you credit. You certainly deserve it!

Ingredients:

4 Chicken Breasts
Half a Block of Cream Cheese - {I used a little more, I like my sauce creamy}
1/4 Cup of Water
1/4 Cup of Pesto
2 Cups of Tomatoes
1 Cup of Five Cheese Blend {I used 1 1/2 Cups of Four Cheese Blend as I couldn't find the Five}

***The recipe did not call to season the chicken but of course I did. I'm a rebel like that***

I seasoned the chicken with Goya Adobo, Mrs Dash's Garlic & Herb, dried Basil and dried Herbs Provence.



Directions:

Spray cooking spray in skillet. Heat stove at medium heat. Add chicken & cover.


Cook both sides for 7 minutes. The first side you cook should look somewhat like the picture below.


Add tomatoes to skillet once both sides of the chicken cooked.


Add cream cheese & pesto. I used Classico Traditional Basil Pesto.



Add Cheese.


Sauce should look like this in skillet when it is ready.


It was so delish & super easy. It tasted professional. Like I went to a fancy, expensive restaurant and ordered this off the menu of a famous chef. I loved it and hubby licked his plate. I'm serious, that good! Try it and if you don't love it something is wrong with your taste buds! :)

"At Least He Has A Job"

This weekend, the hubby and I were invited by our neighbors {let's call them D & K} to go with them fishing at D's sister's lake house.

Hubby was more stoked than I was because fishing is not my cup of tea. I just want to eat the fish, not see them die. Hubby was thrilled because for his graduation gift I got him a fishing line so naturally he wants to put it to some good use.

D & K are older than us. How much older you ask. They are in their 50s. D's two sisters and BIL are in their 60's so we were called kiddos the whole time. Not a big deal.

While hubby fished, I talked to K, one of D's sister and D's BIL.

Anywho, D's sister started to talk about her daughter with K and I, and one comment she made had me scratch my head. Of course, I scratched my head internally. Scratching your head in front of a person let's them know automatically that you don't understand them.

She said, "C has a new boyfriend. The last one was a mess but at least this one has a job."

I smiled politely of course but a million thoughts crossed my mind. Wait, what? Is this what a good man is all about now-a-days.

I began to think of my own mother and knew that, that comment would never have come out of her mouth. My mom believes I deserve more than just a man who "at least has a job."

Whatever happen to morals, good character, being God-fearing and etc? When did having a job make you a person that your parents want you to be it? Yeah, I know that having a job is a good quality but in this day and age there are so many great men out there who do not have a job. Does that make them least appealing?

And so what if he has a job. Is he punching your daughter in the face? If so, that job means a whole lot of nothing.

If I ever have a daughter I will make sure to never make that comment. I would let her know just how important it is to be with a man who has great character. Because most likely if he has great character, he isn't lazy, and will most likely have a job.

Are pigs flying???

I crap you not. I am watching House Hunters and hubby is chilling on the couch talking about and "reading" coupons. He is actually reading the fine print. I didn't even KNOW they had fine print on frickin' coupons! You are probably wondering what the hell happened to my husband, I am wondering the same thing.

Well, Mr. Sean decided to watch an episode of Extreme Couponing last night and now he is determined to walk out of a grocery store with the store owing him money. He is serious about it too. I am a little spooked out.

I am so tempted to take a picture of this that way you can see what he is doing but then he will get suspicious and know for a fact that I am blogging about him.

He seriously just said, "Babe, we are so going to save a lot of money. I'm couponing!"

Where is my husband and what have they done to him?

Why I Refuse To Own A Smart-Phone

The hubs keeps pressuring me to buy a Smart Phone. I know I should be jumping at the thought but maybe you also remember how difficult it was for me to own a cell phone in the first place. I've already caved once, I don't need to do so again.

He has the Droid2 and I seriously think it is his new best friend. He talks to the darn thing and it talks back to him. Droid2 tells him where to go and sometimes Sean orders Droid2 to call someone and it does! This is not normal, I tell ya!

He asked me again tonight and my answer was quite simple.

"I refuse to own a phone that is smarter than I am".

He stared at me blankly and now I wonder if he really BELIEVES that Droid2 is smarter than I am, because he didn't say a word.

Regardless, I think he won't bother me for another month about it. So even if I confessed that I am not that smart at least I won, for now.

Virginia Beach Vacay

We had a grand ole time in Virginia Beach. The weather was perfect for me. Not too hot or too cold. Of course the hubby would have liked it a little bit hotter but I'm not trying to tan or anything.

We went with my sister in law and brother in law which was nice. They were celebrating their one year wedding anniversary so it was perfect timing.

I feel that I should warn you that I took too many pictures because it is what I do. If you don't want to know what I did then I recommend you skip this post. It's a post about a whole lot of nothing. I am in a lot of things but not in denial.

{Road trip = Self car pictures. I am sure that is not what road trip means to everyone but that is what it means to me} I contained myself from taking too many car pictures because I don't need to give my BIL and SIL anymore leverage. Even I am aware that I just might be a itsy bitsy teeny weeny bit insane.


I did take a picture of my new shoes because no one knew I did that, until now.


Moving on.

We left Wednesday night and decided to stay in Delaware instead of drive the whole ten hours. That was a good idea because when we were driving back to New York from Virginia, I really wanted to strangle a few people. I won't say any names because I'm polite. :)

We happened upon the longest bridge I've ever been on. It's the Chesapeake Bay Bridge. I can't even imagine the amount of manpower it took to get that thing up. It's a shame that they do not allow you to get out of your cars and take pictures but I understand. Do you know how many people would want to jump off a bridge after being in a car for ten hours?




My picture taking skills does the bridge no justice. I promise you that it is incredible.

{After the bridge we finally made it to our destination. This was the gorgeous view from our room. I wouldn't mind waking up to this every single day}

I gave you two pictures because I truly do not think anyone can get tired of that view. And if you do, I recommend an expensive shrink.



After checking in, we realized we were starving and the place that never fails me when I am starving and I know will ALWAYS be good is Subway! Hubby even asked to take my picture. He never asks to take my picture. Usually I am begging him and guilt tripping him into doing so. Sucks that the moment came at Subway but beggars can't be choosers.


I will treasure that moment always.

After stuffing our pie holes, we quickly headed to the beach. Sean played in the water with BIL and I took pictures. Like I said, it's what I do.









After the boys stopped squealing with delight in the water we bought some Italian Ices. They were huge and $5. But not as good as the ones from NYC. I remember loving Italian Ices so much when I lived in the Bronx. They were cheap, like .50 cents cheap, and so good. Hubby loved them but he has never had an Italian Ices from NYC. I hope to change that this summer!




The Beach at night was so pretty.


We shot some pool and did some dancing the first night.



I'm almost a pro now.


We had a good night. Look at hubby's smile!


The next day was a bit cloudy so we decided to go fishing. When we arrived at the marina an older woman said to me, "Are you fishing?" I think she asked me that question because of my outfit. My outfit was very comfortable to me mind you! I was tempted to say, "I always go fishing in my 4 inch wedges but I didn't. I realized that if I didn't actually fish she would watch me more so I said, "Nope, just here to spectate."

And spectate I did. People watching is the best sport known to man! Wait, it isn't a sport? Well, it should be ... I would win trophies and stuff.






My "uncomfortable" outfit.


I watched people pull out all sorts of stuff.





Even a puffer fish!


The only people who were not fishing was hubby and BIL. I mean it was kinda embarrassing, haha. They started with shrimp


and the fish were just eating the shrimp. Then they asked around and learned that the other fishers were using calamari so they bought calamari


and the fish continued to laugh at them and eat their bait.

I finally said, "Stop Feeding and Start Fishing!"

I think this got to them because they got blood worms


{what they should have had in the first place} and before you knew it fishs were coming out of their hooks. BIL caught two stingrays. That was a little scary though.






They became the Fishing Kings which was much better than being the Fishing Feeders.


He looks proud, doesn't he? I had to show him some love!



Soon they just kept getting fish that I started to get sad. Poor fish. I had to take some happy pictures.





Of the Mountain Dew because everyone knows I despise beer.


You are probably wondering what we did with all the fish they caught. There is a delicious restaurant called Murphys that we ate dinner at the first day. We saw on their menu that if you caught a fish and cleaned it they would cook it for you. So that's what we did! SO delicious!


The next day we rented a bike. We thought we could do it for two hours but less than 30 minutes later we returned the darn thing. Boy, was it hard work! It looks a lot more fun than it actually is. But we did get to see a lot more of the strip for the few minutes we lasted.





Before I end this vacation recap & quite possibly the longest post I've ever written, I'll leave you with a picture of a car that held my attention for five minutes. And a picture of the hubby flexing because I want to remember what a dork he is for as long as I live.



Hope you enjoyed my recap as much as I enjoyed my trip. I highly doubt it but a gal can hope.