Archive for October, 2017

24 Oct 2017

#BadMomsXmas #Tampa Screening: Tampa Mama

No Comments Mama Loves, Movies, Sneak Peak, Tampa, Tampa Bay

I have been waiting for this movie to come out since the first Bad Moms movie debuted!  Not only do I consider myself a member of the Bad Moms Club, but I couldn’t agree more with this hillarious movie and how they depict our daily lives of chaos and triumph! I know I want to see  Bad Moms Xmas with a few of my closest Tampa Bad Moms for a Bad Moms Night Out!

BADMOMSXMAS

If you didn’t see the first movie, I can verbally replay the movie for you because I have it memorized! It is my sanity on a rainy day. And this new movie I am sure will not disappoint! How many of you are overstressed about having to make the holidays “that perfect” along with all the pressures of doing “all the things” for Christmas! HOLLLLAAAA!!! Come watch the what I predict will be one of the best holiday movies of the season!

Can’t make the screening, buy your tickets today and go see it with your own Bad Moms Club!

ABOUT BAD MOMS XMAS:

A BAD MOMS CHRISTMAS follows our three under-appreciated and over-burdened women as they rebel against the challenges and expectations of the Super Bowl for moms: Christmas. And if creating a more perfect holiday for their families wasn’t hard enough, they have to do all of that while hosting and entertaining their own mothers.

By the end of the journey, our moms will redefine how to make the holidays special for all and discover a closer relationship with their mothers.

Edited: As of 3pm on October 24, we were informed that the previously scheduled Tampa sneak preview scheduled for October 30th at AMC Veterans was canceled by STX Entertainment. We were told that they will not be hosting any sneak previews for this movie.

22 Oct 2017

Time with my Lovely Little Ladies

No Comments Adventures, Girls Trip, Kids On Vacation, Personal, Raising Girls, Travel

Gaylord Palms

A girls weekend. A mere 2 days out of 365. But that’s all it took for us to have one of the most memorable times of my life, and has me dreaming down the road into the next twenty years. I find myself asking the question: Is it really that hard to pull away from life? And if it not hard, why don’t we do it more often?

I walked into a dream. A beautiful hotel. Just my Little Ladies and I. I cleared my schedule to just be with them. It was our first “girls weekend.” I had never really intended in starting a tradition, but I’m planning out the next 30 as we speak.

I had them all to myself. No boys- Dad and Jake were together doing manly things. And that left me with our three girls. There was no fighting. No arguing. Only laughing and smiles. There was ice cream for breakfast and pool time from sunrise to sunset. A fancy dinner one night and room service for dinner the next.  Not a care in the world. Healthy and happy- life couldn’t be more perfect. I wish the weekend could have lasted just a little bit longer. Because, in a blink of an eye, it was over. Just like that.

I can’t wait for this weekend next year. Their ages will always change. The teenage years are on the horizon and then life. Their relationships with each other will grow but I want to strengthen their bond with me so it’s as solid as a rock. One day, our lives might one day be more complicated. But I hope that each year, we can always come back to something we started a long time ago. A girls weekend. Just to reconnect. Talk about the the days when we used to have it good. Talk about the future. Snuggle in bed.  Take late night swims. Just be for a bit. Taking us back to when life wasn’t so complicated. I didn’t want the weekend to end.

But my memories will stay. And live forever in my heart. I had the most amazing time with my girls. I know they will grow up to be my best friends.

This post was a sponosred post in partnership with The Gaylord Palms Resort in Kissimmee, Florida. All opinions are my own. 

13 Oct 2017

My Perfect Mess

No Comments Ad, Florida, Home, Tampa, Tampa Bay

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The perfect picture. The perfect marriage. The perfect kid. I threw the the towel for perfection around kid number two. And as a recovering perfectionist that used to cry when my taco shell broke on Friday night after a long week at school, this was a milestone for me. I strived for perfection. Academically. Athletically. Professionally. I was driven at a young age and loved the word ‘perfect’. And no one else besides myself was to blame for my addiction.

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