The Voice is back! And it was well worth the wait. Oh how I missed the witty banter between these four. And I might have to agree with Cee Lo that some of the banter between Adam Levine and Christina Aguilera is sexual tension. Which is good. For [...]]]> Pin it

The Voice is back! And it was well worth the wait. Oh how I missed the witty banter between these four. And I might have to agree with Cee Lo that some of the banter between Adam Levine and Christina Aguilera is sexual tension. Which is good. For us, the viewing audience. Everyone knows sexual tension makes for great television. And witty banter.

You know who I wasn’t happy to see return to The Voice? That tool Carson Daly. Can’t NBC hire someone with a little more personality and charm?

My heart just breaks when no one turns around. I felt so bad for Daniel Rosa. However, he wasn’t that talented. Them the breaks, kid.  I loved Jesse Campbell and Juliet Simms.  Cee Lo liked Juliet too. I thought his overt flirting (“You turn me on.”) might turn her off, but she decided to go with him. Probably a wise decision since Cee Lo is pretty good with the rocker chicks. And perhaps the arguing between Christina and Adam turned her off.

Everyone loved Jesse. And of course his sob story doesn’t hurt either. Who doesn’t want to turn a man who was left by his wife because he’s trying to make it in the music biz into a star?! They were all fighting over him and it was touch and go there for awhile. What with Cee Lo calling him “brother”, Xtina accusing Cee Lo of playing up the fact that they are the same color and then Cee Lo letting her know, “We’re all the same color when the lights are out, Christina.” Ha! True, true. I thought for sure that would get Jesse to go with Cee Lo. But he chose Christina because she said she’d fight for him.

What about Mousketeer Tony Lucca? Christina didn’t even recognize him until he walked off the stage. Then she fed him some line of crap about Britney having a crush on  him back in the day. They all turned around for Tony and he decided to go with Adam. Probably because Xtina didn’t know who the hell he was.

Chris Mann had an amazing voice, in my opinion! I think he blew them all away. Blake’s attempt at a joke was pretty lame. Chris sang in Italian and Blake said he thought he was talented but couldn’t understand a word he was saying. Um, yeah. Lame. Chris decided to go with Christina.

Looking forward to tonight’s show.

Because the Superbowl is Sunday (No, no one in this house will be watching any such nonsense. We’re having a contractor, who’s also a friend, come over to give us an estimate on finishing our basement. Fun times!), I thought I’d post this hilarious video of a drunk [...]]]> Pin it

Because the Superbowl is Sunday (No, no one in this house will be watching any such nonsense. We’re having a contractor, who’s also a friend, come over to give us an estimate on finishing our basement. Fun times!), I thought I’d post this hilarious video of a drunk Packer fan who is distraught over her team’s loss. I’m sure you’ve already seen it, but it’s worth another look, no?

Behold the ugly wall color: (And ignore the arcade game. It’s being moved to another room.)

It is the color of the inside of McDonald’s.  Also, the color of a French’s yellow mustard bottle. So, you know . . . it’s ugly. It’s just too [...]]]> Pin it

Behold the ugly wall color: (And ignore the arcade game. It’s being moved to another room.)

It is the color of the inside of McDonald’s.  Also, the color of a French’s yellow mustard bottle. So, you know . . . it’s ugly. It’s just too much yellow. For me. Big Daddy seems to like it. But there is absolutely no way in hell I could live with this shade of yellow. This is the color that will be on every wall and ceiling in the main living areas of the home. Nope. Not gonna work.

I’m envisioning a lighter, sunny yellow. With beige undertones. You know? Not too light that it’s hardly even a color, but not so bright and bold that it reminds you of a Crayola crayon. Do you get me?

I’ve asked for yellow paint suggestions, and have gotten a few. What about you all? Any yellow paints that you love? That aren’t $40 – $60 a gallon, please. Think Behr and not Benjamin Moore. I’m on a tight budget.

While you’re at it, if you’ve got any hideous paint stories to tell, do share!

I wrote this for the Listable Life Link-up on Moments that Define Life.

5 Things on My Bucket List

1.   See the giant tortoises of the Galapagos Islands

2.  Pass the fucking bar exam. I don’t care if I never practice. I don’t care if [...]]]> Pin it

I wrote this for the Listable Life Link-up on Moments that Define Life.

5 Things on My Bucket List

1.   See the giant tortoises of the Galapagos Islands

2.  Pass the fucking bar exam. I don’t care if I never practice. I don’t care if I’m 80. I just want to pass the damn thing.

3.  Ride in a hot air balloon.  Big Daddy is such a pussy, I’m going to have to do this one on my own. You should have seen him on an elephant in Thailand. Or in line for the Goliath at Magic Mountain (right, JR?).

4.  Have something I’ve written published. A book; an article, a short story, a play. Anything.

5. Drive cross country in an RV

What’s on your bucket list?

As you may have noticed, 3 Kids and a Breakdown is under going a make-over. We were getting a little tired of the old look. Big Daddy always hated the header and I was sick of the pink. Plus, it’s time to update, add a few widgets and [...]]]> Pin it

As you may have noticed, 3 Kids and a Breakdown is under going a make-over. We were getting a little tired of the old look. Big Daddy always hated the header and I was sick of the pink. Plus, it’s time to update, add a few widgets and plug-ins and whatnot. What’s that you say? You don’t know wtf I’m talking about? Well, that’s okay, dearie. You don’t really need to. The point is, please bear with us while we stumble through this process. (It’s much more difficult and time consuming than one would think. Just ask Big Daddy who has spent hours upon hours helping me help myself).

I’ve been wanting to do this for a long, long time. But had no idea how to get started. Then was busy with a couple brand new social media clients, getting a business license, blah, blah, boring, boring, stfu already. And Big Daddy was busy with all his shit. Then! Like magic or kismet or whateverthefuck, the brains over at Sitsgirls  announced an online challenge: 31 Days to Build a Better Blog.  I immediately signed up.

The program is just beginning its second week and already I have learned a ton! Like which plug-ins to use and how to install them on my own. And guess what else? One of our first assignments was to ask another blogger to do a guest post for them. I did and she said yes! I’m so excited! I wouldn’t have had the balls to do that 6 months ago.  We’re still working out the details of when and what I’ll blog (translation: I’m waiting for her to get back to me, and am refraining from nagging), so I’ll keep you posted.

Anyway, all this just to say: Bear with me while we work out the kinks; keep coming back because I’ll still be posting while we are under construction; and please give me some feedback/suggestions/constructive(or not) criticism in the comments.

We took the kids roller skating yesterday for the very first time! It was So. Much. Fun! I don’t know why we didn’t think to do this before. Well, one reason is I wasn’t aware we even had a roller rink near us until very recently. But now [...]]]> Pin it

We took the kids roller skating yesterday for the very first time! It was So. Much. Fun! I don’t know why we didn’t think to do this before. Well, one reason is I wasn’t aware we even had a roller rink near us until very recently. But now that I do and now that we’ve been? We’ll be going a lot! Here’s why:

1.      All 3 girls can do this and they all enjoyed it. Yes, Jemima needed some help, but Big Daddy and I just traded off skating with her while the other one did their own thing. (And by “their own thing,” I mean skate like a fool while singing really old songs off key. Well, that was me. I shouldn’t really speak for Big Daddy)

2.     They play the best music at roller rinks. Everything from Run DMC to Pat Benatar to Ke$ha (No comments on my questionable taste in music)

3.     It  made me feel young and coordinated (2 things I am decidedly not)

4.     It’s affordable (not a lot is when you’re paying for 5 people)

5.     Great family bonding. (I didn’t yell or cuss anyone out once!)

So, I wanted to post some really awesome pictures of us skating, but Big Daddy is The. Worst. Photographer. Ever. And that’s no exaggeration. As will be evidenced by the photographs below.

OK, here are a couple that don’t suck balls:

Dude, I’m experiencing some serious winter weather this week! The likes of which I haven’t seen since that Storm of the Century in New York City in 1993. Wow. That was a long time ago. I’m old. Anyway, we’ve got Snow! And Freezing Rain! And an Ice Storm! [...]]]> Pin it

Dude, I’m experiencing some serious winter weather this week! The likes of which I haven’t seen since that Storm of the Century in New York City in 1993. Wow. That was a long time ago. I’m old. Anyway, we’ve got Snow! And Freezing Rain! And an Ice Storm! And now it’s melting and is a mess!! Woohooo.

This is our third snow day. I must give credit where credit is due. My neighbors are amazing! I heart this neighborhood so, so much. Not only is it filled with kids who are my girls’ schoolmates and buddies, but all their parents are  super cool! We have all had the best time this week sledding, watching the kids sled (or in my case, sending them out to sled while staying in drinking chardonnay), warming them up with hot cocoa and sending them back out again.

I’ve got to say, it’s all much better with power! Last winter’s snow storm kinda blew because we were without power for about 3 days. It’s all fun and adventurous for 12 hours. 24 tops. 3 days is just not fun.  So let’s all give a big shout out to electricity!!

I actually broke down and busted out the canvases and paints I bought the girls for Christmas. And guess what? It wasn’t that bad! They didn’t make a huge mess or dump paint on the floor. Yay.

I just might survive this snow stuff.

It’s a sad, sad day here at the Breakdown house. My bestest friend and most favorite person in the whole wide world (don’t freak out friends, you are close seconds) was supposed to arrive this afternoon. She wanted to spend her 40th birthday celebrating with ME! Me! She [...]]]> Pin it

It’s a sad, sad day here at the Breakdown house. My bestest friend and most favorite person in the whole wide world (don’t freak out friends, you are close seconds) was supposed to arrive this afternoon. She wanted to spend her 40th birthday celebrating with ME! Me! She has a ton of friends (with her personality and charm, of course she does) but she wanted to usher in her 40th year with little ole me!

And we have been so excited! Making plans and dinner reservations, buying wine and goodies. But, alas. This fucking snow storm has put the kabosh on all that fun and merriment. I held out hope – and so did she.  She was on the plane, people! She even purchased snow boots! But conditions are just too bad. The restaurant where I made my reservation called this morning to tell me they wouldn’t be open today. The airport runways are iced over. And we currently have freezing rain.

So she and her husband (who I also love a bunch!) are making the best of things in their sunny hometown of San Diego. I believe they are dining al fresco and sipping cocktails to numb the pain. But we miss each other! And we’re bummed! And she really, really wanted to celebrate her big day on Bainbridge Island with the best broad she knows!

However, plans have been altered. She and her husband and hopefully their amazing kids, whom we all love, will be here for MY birthday in March! So we’ve agreed to say that it’s her birthday too and we are both turning 40! Why not, right? Lemons = lemonade.

I love you, Lisa. I hope you read this (she’s my bff and the catalyst behind this blog, but she only reads it twice a year. I refuse to nag her any more about it. I do have some pride, people).

PrompTuesday from SanDiegoMomma: Please describe a hair atrocity. What horrible hairstyle did you once wear? (Pictures, please!) What haircut were you compelled to try despite all conventional wisdom? Did you ever dye your hair a color not represented in nature?

Oh my. I could [...]]]> Pin it

PrompTuesday from SanDiegoMomma: Please describe a hair atrocity. What horrible hairstyle did you once wear? (Pictures, please!) What haircut were you compelled to try despite all conventional wisdom? Did you ever dye your hair a color not represented in nature?

Oh my. I could fill a book with my hair atrocities from 1980 – 1989 alone.  Think big hair, bad perms and terrible dye jobs.

Let’s see . . . there was the bangs-in-my-eyes look of 3rd grade. The Dorothy Hamil do around the same time.  Bad perms that were ugly and fried my hair. The highlighting fandango that resulted in tiger stripes of orange and almost-black. Big, fat tiger stripes. The bleaching attempt that left my hair an ugly yellow-y, orange tint.

Cuts that were just too short for my big ears. And one jackass who shaved off my widow’s peak! Live,on stage at a hair show (remember hair shows? So 80′s!). I recall my mother saying something a long the lines of, “What sort of sick sonofabitch shaves off a girl’s widow’s peak?!” She was out for blood. I was 17.  The growing out process was not pretty. Is it ever?

I won’t be posting pictures.  You’re welcome.