Texts from My Mother: The Nutella Conspiracy

The other day, I randomly got this text from my mom....

And if you've been around here for any length of time, you know that random texts from my mom are not that surprising.

That weird symbol instead of a 0 in the 20 - that is my mom's signature symbol.
She doesn't know how to make a 0 on her phone, but it's cool, cause then I know that she really is texting me and it's not some weird old school flip phone hacker.

In fact, my sister got the exact same text...and made sure to post to Instagram.

I stop by my parents' house on my lunch break most days.
Yesterday when I arrived, no one was home (except Mylie of course), and this was sitting on the kitchen table waiting for me.

My mom loves a good class action.
Actually, thanks to her I've received several hundred bucks over the years from miscellaneous class action suits.


In this case it basically says Nutella claimed it was a healthy item - and we all know that low cal nutella exists in the same world as unicorns and rainbows.

I am defintely not plotting to take down Nutella, but if they want to pay me for eating their insanely high calorie deliciousness, I may as well jump on board.
So, who is with me?
Are we filing?

You Say it's Your Birthday, It's My(lie's) Birthday Too!

Today everybody's favorite Schnoodle turns 7 years old!

We had a quick party hat event on my lunch break to celebrate.

We also did a quick MylieCam where she showed off all of the tricks she has learned in her 7 years of life!

She is pretty much super ultra mega talented.

The girl can fist bump. 

She is available for parties, films, bar mitzvahs.

Her rider contract does stipulate endless shredded wheat be made available at all times.

And as a reference, she is amazing on camera, 

however, 

posing for still shots require a bit of work....as seen here. 

Mylie says thanks to everybody for being her biggest fan over the years, 

she will be available for autographs this weekend. 

Have your people call her people.

Oh, Hello Little Blog.

Hello, little blog

that I only seem to post on on Mondays.

Hello, new blogger format which makes me want to not think about blogging. 

Hello, another super fun weekend on the books that I want to share so I'm sucking it up and dealing.

Hello super long post ahead:

Hello, Friday lunch break. 

Hello, eighty degrees, lunch on the lawn, with my favorite pup.

 Hello, Friday night at home, bake-a-palooza.

Hello, taste-testing a mini Kahlua cake.

Not my best.

 

Hello, 5:30am wake up on a Saturday.

Hello Starbucks.

Hello, Garage Sale/Bake Sale fundraiser to send Pastor Dave & Jon to the Sudan.

Hello, sudden customer influx.

 Hello, garage sale assistant.  

 Hello, Swag-a-thon 2012.

Hello, Hope Decals being slapped on everything.

Including folding tables.

 Hello, best lemonade stand in town.

Seriously, SUPER delish.

Hello, Peepers chugging all the product.

Hello, happypotomous.

Hello, hand smushed in a cupcake two seconds later.

 Hello, naptime.

Hello, IT'S ALMOST NINETY DEGREES AND THERE IS NO SHADE 

AND I'M SO OVER IT RIGHT NOW attitude.

From both of us. 

Goodbye, unsold items.
Goodbye, hipster table.

Goodbye, super cool pineapple lamp, why did no one want you?

Hello, three stores for watermelon on the hottest day in April.

Hello, five dollar mini watermelon.

Hello, Sunday AM, Pastor found having a triple Mac Party. 

Hello, not having to tell the kids "no sweets til after church" because someone is doing it for me.

 Including physically restraining them.

Hello, Sunday birthday lunch with Grandma.

Hello, chilly beach wog with sister.

Down and back.
Down and back.

Hello, hijacked seashell

Hello, two amazing weekends in a row.

Hello, being excited for a third.

Hello, can it be weekend again ASAP?!?

Linking up with Lisa.