Dying to french kiss me today?

July 21, 2008

Well, you can’t. Because I’m not here today. I am here. So click it. Then meet me back here tomorrow, and I will totally make out with you. Maybe even let you get to third base, depending on if I shave or not. COPYRIGHT BAREFOOT FOODIE 2009 All rights reserved. This content may not be […]

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Smell me…you wanna fight?

July 19, 2008

What up bitches. Yikes, did I come across too strong just then? Sorry, I ran out of deodorant (damn you $8 Secret Clinical, why you gotta cost so much for so little?), so all weekend I have been banished to hubby’s manly Old Spice…so I am feeling a bit like a bad ass. In fact, […]

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Everybody wants to rule the world.

July 18, 2008

The other day, I got a package in the mail. It arrived on the heels of “the discussion” hubby and I had had regarding him being more romantic and thoughtful, as in, more thoughtful than just bringing me back a hot dog wrapped in wet napkins from the golf course. I was giddy as I […]

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The last place you’d look

July 17, 2008

Last night we went to a bonfire in the fields behind a friend’s house. I was ill prepared, donning a sundress and flip flops, but, I have hiked my skirt up for nastier situations, so hurdling knee high corn wasn’t an issue. We had fun, the boys had fun, there was plenty of Busch and […]

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My Life in Sound Bytes

July 17, 2008

No one really knows what happens to old posts. I used to think that after they disappear from my main page, they fly away to some kind of post purgatory, where 100 naked and eager virgins are waiting for them, and they play tetris, sudoku, and beer pong all day. And then one day, your […]

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About last night

July 16, 2008

So we made up. A couple times. You know you are a parent when you don’t even care that you are messing around on rubber sheets because you have two toddlers running around who take off their own diapers and pee on everything in sight, so everything worth anything is under high alert rubbery protection. […]

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Fudge rounds are my happy place.

July 14, 2008

I have a bit of a…oh let’s see how to put it…an anger problem. As in, I get angry easily about insignificant things, and continue to stew about it for 3-5 days afterward. ..at least. I still hate Alisha M. for messing around with my best friend Laura’s boyfriend in 7th grade. She was a […]

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Vodka cleans everything, including your soul.

July 13, 2008

The plan for today was church then a pool party featuring a collection of all my darling girlfriends from high school, where we planned to drink, not swim and try to out hot each other in our bathing suits. But, as it turns out, I was out of vodka…so, I had to pass on church. […]

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Drunken Fruit Salsa

July 13, 2008

I am always looking for the latest and greatest way to make my public drunkenness acceptable in every day society…enter, fruit salsa. I mean, you really can’t go wrong here. Fruit. Good. Salsa. Good. Fruit salsa. Hangover good. My fruit salsa is made with vodka, which makes it ideal for family get togethers and baptisms. […]

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Growing up, one M&M at a time.

July 11, 2008

I had grand plans to post something brilliant today. Seriously, it was all kinds of awesome, and it even fell on the side of good taste. But, then, well, we got kinda busy…actually, very busy…doing really, really important big kid stuff. So, it turns out, we really can’t be bothered with good taste today. So, […]

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