Moving Day

Do you ever feel like you’re juggling too many balls and if you don’t make a change soon one of them is going to hit you in the head?

(insert “Um, hell yeah, Wifey” here)

While I love all of my balls, ahem, I do feel the need to streamline so that I can work smarter – not harder. With that said I’ve decided to combine residences, pack up Wifey’s House and make all of my posts at Ask Wifey – on one blog.

What does that mean for you? More Wifey. While Wifey’s House is where I let loose a little more, gasp, I’ve been finding that I’ve wanted to share the same things on both blogs (figuring out how to say the same thing differently and sending everyone somewhere else all the time gets a little old), so this seems like the perfect solution.

If you read both blogs, now you have one less stop to make; and if you’ve never been to Ask Wifey I look forward to welcoming you to that side of my world.

To my faithful followers, I appreciate all of the love and ask that you come over to Ask Wifey and hit the follow button there so you can continue to get your dose of Wifey. And, to any new folks stopping by, you’re also invited over and invited to click that lovely little follow button so you can keep up with what’s happening in Wifey’s world, too.

My new forwarding address is:

www.AskWifey.com

Can’t wait to see you there.

Winks & Smiles,
Wifey

Another Notch in My Belt

In January when I started my quest to rock a bikini on my 38th birthday I was wearing my belt on the first notch. Not the farthest notch where you have to bypass all the other notches to get to it, but the loosest one, the one that screams, "you can’t get any bigger or you’ll need a new damn belt."

One month ago when I blogged about rocking a bikini on my birthday I had moved comfortably on to the second notch. Well, this Saturday marked a new era for me and my belt. I entered into territory that has never been explored – I put the belt on and fastened it easily in the third notch.

I’m not bragging folks – I’ve punctured belts, and my hand, making my own notches just so I wouldn’t have to go up a size – I’m just trying to stay motivated and maybe motivate one of you, too.

I’ve get less than one month until my birthday and I’ve probably got to slide another two notches if I’m going to rock that bikini – and not scare anyone. Since I’m boycotting the scale notches in my belt, not pounds, are my milestones.

Three down, two more to go…

Winks & Smiles,
Wifey

Wait! Are you married to a sports fanatic? In honor of March Madness I’m dishing about the top ten signs of a sports fanatic at Ask Wifey. You don’t want to miss this one.

"Reunited and It Feels So Good"

A reunion is probably not the best way to describe my Uncle Tony meeting his son, Charles, after 38 years since he never knew he existed; but, after watching the two together you would think they were never separated.

It was a television weekend for my family – I was on The Travel Channel and my uncle and his son’s heartwarming story made the local news. You don’t want to miss this one. …



And they say there are no happy stories on the news. Love you, Charles! Welcome to the family.

Winks & Smiles,
Wifey

WAIT! The Travel Channel show “Great Cruises: Why Not the Mediterranean?” featuring me and my girlfriends aired this past Saturday night; and today is the last day to win the goodie I brought back from Venice. You guessed, come on over to Ask Wifey to catch a clip of the show and get in on the contest!

Wait, Is that Me? On TV?

I was flipping channels last night and came across this hot, ahem, football player’s new show on The Travel Channel and then saw ME strolling on the beach in Barcelona.

Gasp!

Yes, it was a commercial for my show airing this Saturday at 8 p.m; and yes, you know I pulled a copy of it. Come on over to Ask Wifey and take a peek …

Winks & Smiles,
Wifey

Check Your Girls

Do you check your girls? No, I’m not talking about your BFFs.

Come over to Ask Wifey for an important reminder that should top everyone’s list.

Um, come on … what are you waiting for?

Winks & Smiles,
Wifey

A Hard Act to Follow

I’m not quite sure how to follow yesterday’s post – if you haven’t seen The Breakfast Song click here – so I won’t. But I will tell you that I just bought a new video camera, an Aiptek 720P HD, and once I figure out how to use it I plan on making some videos of my own. No, I can’t guarantee that I’ll top yesterday’s duo, but I’ll definitely do my best.

In the meantime, Wifey’s Weekly Q and A is up at Ask Wifey. I’m dishing about handling a helpful husband and his needy girl friend; and I answer if exercising everyday is really necessary.

I know you’ve got two cents … come throw it in.

Winks & Smiles,
Wifey

Bye Bye Miss American Pie

Isn’t she gorgeous? And, yes she tastes just as good as she looks. That was a piece of my favorite chocolate cream pie that a devoured after going out to dinner with my family last night. And now it’s time to say goodbye. I’m officially on food lockdown even though Husband doesn’t believe me.

“You’ve said that EVERY Sunday for the past four weeks.”

Yes, thank you Husband for bringing that to my attention, but this time I mean it. No, really. I mean it. I have to. See, I set a goal at New Years that I would rock a bikini on my 38th birthday. A little background – I haven’t rocked a bikini since I was … hmm … five. So, if I’m going to do this I’ve got to go on lockdown. My birthday is April 28 and I’ve got a little less than two months to get myself together.

Why am I telling you this? Because I’d love a little help from my friends. Last time I blogged about a fitness goal it helped keep me on track and accountable. And, who knows, maybe I just might inspire one of you to join me in my quest toward bikiniville, too. Yes, you would get to go on a shopping spree.

So, how am I going to do this? By working out and eating clean. Food lockdown does not mean starving myself; in fact I normally eat more when I eat healthier foods. But what it does mean is bye bye chocolate pie and very limited alcohol. Gasp! I know, that’s a big one, but I’ve done it before and I can do it again.

I’m also not stepping on my scale. Last time I became too obsessed with a number that can fluctuate so easily, it’s often counterproductive. Besides, my goal is not about what the scale says, but how I look and feel.

So, encouragement is always welcome. I can also handle tough love. And, if anyone is tackling some fitness goals of their own please let me know – I’d love to cheer you on, too!

Wait! Before you go, a quick question; do your kids miraculously wake up when you lock your bedroom door to have a little fun? I’m venting about that today at Ask Wifey. Come by and let me know I’m not alone …

Winks & Smiles,
Wifey

Tech Support for Husband 1.0

Dear Tech Support,

Last year I upgraded from Boyfriend 5.0 to Husband 1.0 and noticed a distinct slow down in overall system performance, particularly in the flower and jewelry applications which operated flawlessly under Boyfriend 5.0.

In addition, Husband 1.0 uninstalled many other valuable programs, such as Romance 9.5 and Personal Attention 6.5, and then …

Come over to Ask Wifey to read more. Not trying to be difficult folks, just not trying to double post!

Winks & Smiles,
Wifey

There's a Coup Going on at Wifey's House

There’s a coup going on at Wifey’s House … and here’s the culprit leading the revolt.



Its not like he’s trying to overthrow me, but he damn sure isn’t trying to listen. And yes, it’s a dictatorship at Wifey’s House. I, ahem, I mean Husband and I run the place.

Now don’t get me wrong, Miles is a sweetheart. He brought home all A’s on his last report card, he cleans his room without being asked, and he looks out for his baby sister. So, what’s the problem? He doesn’t listen when I tell him to do things. I heard myself practically begging him to get dressed this morning and it made me cringe. I come from the ol’ school when-mom-says-jump-ask-how-high mentality. I’m the only one jumping at Wifey’s House right now. Oh, HELL no! Things are about to change.

One of the best things that have come from me writing my Ask Wifey column is it forces me to think logically. In times of conflict or confusion I constantly find myself taking a deep breath and asking, "what would Wifey say?" If someone sent in a question with my exact scenario it would take me two minutes to spit out the answer – no more threats, act swiftly, dish out consequences, and maintain control. I shouldn’t have to ask a 7 year-old to do something more than one time – period. Especially if he wants to play with his Nintendo DS, MP3 player or any of the other little gadgets that his father and I were kind enough to give him.

So, it’s time to practice what I preach. There’s a coup going on at Wifey’s House, but I’m flipping the script and counter revolting. If anyone has any good tactics now would be the time to share.

Winks & Smiles,
Wifey

Stop! Before you go, head over to Ask Wifey. This week’s Q&A is up and I’m dishing about fighting fair with your husband and the classic toilet seat trauma. I know you’ve got two cents!

They’re Letting Me Out of the House

I’m chaperoning Milan’s kindergarten class trip today. There will be more than 80 little, smiling, happy faces like this one …





… all clamoring for my attention. I’ve got my camera, my cell phone, plenty of patience, ahem, and a bottle of extra strength rapid release Tylenol.

Pray for me.

Winks & Smiles,
Wifey

Wait! Before you go come see me at Ask Wifey. I’m over there dishing about “mothering” your husband and vacationing without the kids. Come weigh in!

Ask Wifey

Ask Wifey – anything – and she’ll tell you what no one else will.

I just gave my site, AskWifey.com, a makeover and would love for you to stop by and check it out.

Don’t have a question … I bet you have a comment. Don’t be shy, make sure to leave one so I know you were there.

Winks & Smiles,
Wifey