I Am That Mother . . .

I am that Mother who let's her kids take a mental health day from school.

I am that Mother who allows her kids to have cupcakes for breakfast on the weekend.

I am that Mother who yells at her kids for licking the beaters because of the raw eggs, but licks them when her kids aren't looking.

I am that Mother who forgets to wash her kids school uniforms the night before, but then throws them in the dryer the next morning pretending they've been washed.

I am that Mother who has let her daughter skip reading at night because I am too tired to care.

I am that Mother who will occasionally throw out the F bomb in front of her kids.

I am that Mother who lets her under aged daughter drink wine at home on special occasions.

I am that Mother who teaches her kids how to do their own laundry so I don't have to.

I am that Mother who forgets about tag day and sends her daughter to school in uniform.

I am that Mother who crawls back in bed after sending her kids off to school because she is exhausted.

I am that Mother who eats chocolate but hides it from her kids.

I am that Mother who stays up late playing games on the internet because I can't sleep.

I am that Mother who is amazed at how awesome her kids grades are when I hated school so much.

I am that Mother who secretly likes her kids to pile in her bed to play on their iPads even though I sometimes make them get out.

I am that Mother who could cares less what other moms think of me.

I am that Mother who likes to occasionally stay in her PJ's all day long.

I am that Mother who worries every time one of her kids gets behind the wheel of a car.

I am that Mother who stays awake at night until all of her kids are home in bed.

I am that Mother that has cried after disciplining her kids.

I am that Mother that is very proud of all that her kids have accomplished.

I am that Mother that does without so many things in order to give her kids a good education.

I am that Mother who is addicted to Dunkin Donuts coffee and has no problem admitting that it is needed some times to survive the day.

Most important . . . I am that Mother that God chose for 3 little girls who I love unconditionally.

Yep . . . I am that Mother!

 

Oh Cabana Boy . . .

Fan·ta·size: to create in one's fancy, daydreams

We've all had that one fantasy that we'd love to have come true for at least a few hours, days, weeks .... well you get the picture. While talking to a friend yesterday, I was joking around about having a Cabana Boy for my pool who would serve me tropical fruity drinks, feed me chocolate covered strawberry's while I laid back in my pool chair, rub on some suntan lotion, maybe even a foot massage . . . 

Now this would be the life wouldn't it? Maybe I should have a few Cabana Boys? 

One to serve those awesome drinks . . .

One to rub on some lotion and give me a massage . . .

Definitely need one to profile . . .

Don't worry ladies, I've gotcha all covered . . . But I'm thinking he needs to lose those shorts and shoes! Whatcha think?

And don't worry because we are also gonna have a hottie serve us some DD later in the evening!!

Dropping a FiOS Line with McDreamy . . .

I am always going in several directions at once and this morning was no different. Moving around the kitchen washing dishes, decorating chocolate cupcakes, stacking water bottles in the frig ... preparing for my daughters 18th birthday party ... when I heard a knock. I looked up and saw a strange man standing at my kitchen door. And he was a pretty HOT strange man I might add .... a mix between Ashton Kutcher .... gorgeous eyes with brown hair that makes you want to run your fingers through ... and Patrick Dempsey's Oh so McDreamy smile and stunning 5 o'clock shadow.

Well, you know I can dream a little .... after all it is my story, right? Anyway, I noticed when I opened the door he kept backing up as I was moving out the door on to the patio. In fact, he opened the gate and was backing up towards his truck as I was talking and continuing to follow him. At the time I didn't think too much into it because I was talking non stop and explaining to this guy that he was at the wrong house and how great it would be if he were to drop me some FiOS line today because we cannot get cable back here in the woods. And of course I had to explain to him how many times I had tried to get cable and how much of a PITA it had been. He just kept saying, "Uh ha" so I kept on talking and walking near him giving directions for the house down the street and my hands were waving around and moving in all different directions and he just kept staring at me ..... Finally, I finished talking and turned to go back in the house when he asked, "Do you always answer your door to strange men with a knife in your hand?" 

OMG ... LMFAO. Then it hit me why he was backing up and trying to get away from me. Hilarious!!! And I kept following that poor man and waving a knife at him.  I bet he double checks his GPS next time so he doesn't get the wrong address again!!!

Wearing Multiple Hats . . .

One birthday cake picked up,another one ordered and twenty four cup cakes in the oven. Not to mention the party supplies that I cannot find and the present I ordered that won't arrive until after the birthday. Grrr ...

My life .... The multi-tasking coffee addict/full time college student trying to earn her degree in cyber security/ MOM. Yes, I not only wear many hats, but I wear many hats at the same time. Am I the only one? Two kids birthdays in one week for the past 11 years .... you'd think I'd have this down to a science by now!!

Oh, did I mention I'm on my millionth cup of coffee for the day? Dunkin Donuts oh how I love thee ...

When Mocha Matters . . .

Where Kathy is a coffee addict, I am not.  I am at the other extreme.  If you even so much as try to use coffee to enhance the taste of chocolate in my cake, I will spit it out.  On two separate occasions, Starbucks' baristas have loaded my hot chocolate up with espresso ... freaking horrid experience.  I'm far too kind and polite in public to make a scene, but on the inside my taste buds were screeching at the ruination of perfectly good chocolate.
I know that most folks do the coffee thing.  I once worked in a Barney's Coffee and Tea.  The customers would come in, take one whiff, and be all like, “God you must love working here … getting to smell that all of the time … getting to drink as much as you want.”  They were always shocked to find that coffee and me are sworn enemies.  Their response, “Wow,” spoken in hushed astonishment.
But you bring out a tray of chocolate.  Milk, dark, white, mixed, swirled, chunked, chipped, barred, … truffles, creams, caramels, covered fruit, cake, cookies, etc, etc, etc … Well, now you’re talking.  Nibble here.  Nibble there.  Gobbledy num num num … followed by fingers being licked and a face of total innocence.  “What? . . . Don’t tell me you wanted some?”  … Whoopsies.

I love chocolate so much, I wrote a romantic comedy named Dip & Devour.  … Guess what is prominently featured in it.  … When the hero screws up bad, guess what he tries to ply the heroine with.  … If you’re guessing chocolate, then you are guessing right.  Because any sane human knows that the way to man’s heart is through his belly, and the way to a woman’s heart is through … chocolate … lots and lots and lots of it!

If it’s coffee you want, be careful around Kathy.  If it’s chocolate you have, and you want to keep it . . . don’t tell me.  We all have our “things,” our quirks, our addictions.  For Kathy and me, hot romance with hot guys to be sure … hers handing her a cup of coffee.  Mine feeding me niblets of chocolate . . . from between his perfectly lush lips.

If you’re a fan of coffee, you’ve found the right spot.  And if you’re a fan of chocolate and hot romantic comedies with hot FBI guys, a little bit of mystery, action, and a whole lot of fun, check out my book Dip & Devour.  You can find it on Amazon.  And you can find out more about me at MaryKateKopec.com and also on Facebook.

The Tooth Fairy Strikes Again . . .

Don't you just hate when you need a crown and there is just no time to have it put on? And I'm not talking about a crown for my head. I think there's devil horn up there somewhere :-) ... Yep, I did the worst imaginable thing. Before I had the chance to get the crown put on, I broke the @#$%& tooth! No one's fault but my own. But somehow I managed to turn the bad into good. I laid in bed thinking about that darn tooth and my mind wandering until I thought about the tooth fairy. How awesome would it be if she were to place something under my pillow at the ripe old age of 48. HA! Maybe my own Kid Rock, or Channing Tatum? Maybe the tooth fairy isn't really a SHE, but a HE. The romance writer in me was starting to emerge. But wait! She couldn't possibly put them both under my pillow, could she? Maybe just one of them? Nah, just lay him right beside me. Yeah, that would work. The next thing I remembered,  I was being handed a cup of coffee while trying to wake up. My eyes were all blurry and of course no contacts in yet. I squinted, but couldn't make out the face. Then it hit me! OMG the tooth fairy had come through for me? My imagination started to go wild ..............

Could it be Channing?

Oh maybe she planned to surprise me and give me a Hot Firefighter?

Oh no, wait .... It must be Kid Rock! He does have a coffee cup in his hand. But, somehow I don't think he's drinking coffee. Hint: look at the bottle in the photo to the left.

I rubbed my eyes, took the cup and said, "thank you" ..... 

When I looked up, I didn't see Kid Rock or Channing Tatum ... WTH?

What I did see was even better .... and the best part? He is all mine!

Coffee, Wine and Firefighters . . .

"Lord, give me COFFEE to change the things I can change and WINE to accept the things I can't and FIREFIGHTERS to make me forget all of the above."

I came across this website 2011 Tribute Wine - Red Blend  where a portion of all wine sales are donated to the National Fallen Firefighters Foundation. Only 500 cases of this big bold wine were made. Pretty cool idea, but wouldn't it be awesome if the wine was personally delivered by a group of firefighters?

Some serious "Eye Candy" .....

    

Something to smile about .....