Ringing in 2014 like a boss!

Happy New Years Eve everyone! A big group of us are ringing in 2014 tonight at Mohegan Sun Casino in Connecticut! I am beeeeeyond excited. Like, I'm ready to pop a bottle and then pop my booty at the club.

I always tend to come up with resolutions say, 2 months into the new year. Workout 6 days a week instead of 5, stop taking fistfuls of snacks, blah blah. THose are great and all, but honestly, I just want to live a happy, healthy life. Make new friends, learn new things, laugh more, love more, maybe get engaged... ;-) haha! Really though, 2013 has been so good and I cannot wait to see what 2014 has in store!

Happy 2014 friends!!

Bring on the sparkles!

Let's just say, I stressed the hell out over what to wear this year

The time I got an 11 on a math test

Can I tell you guys a secret? Promise you won't laugh, even though I can't stop laughing while I type this.

In 8th grade, I got an 11 on a math test. That's right...an 11 out of 100. An 11 as in, I probably only got points for my name and maybe half a question. It's no surprise that I kind of suck at math.

Yesterday one of my best friends Liz posted something on my Facebook wall about how adults fail a 5th grade math test. Liz and I were both equally bad in math. She got a 4 on a math test, so you know, we are just meant to be friends. We used to sit next to each other in math and rather than pay attention like we should have, we did things such as see who could write the smallest or we'd write out entire songs from the Broadway musical, Wicked or we'd just pass notes to each other.

She posted the article and I took one look at the first question of the test below and had a panic attack; as did Liz. One thing about me and math is that fractions were a no no. I just don't have the math brain!

It's kind of funny to think about. We go through 12+ years of math, and if we don't work with something involving math, how often do we really use it? Sure, we need to add things, figure out tips in restaurants and once in a while need to humor ourselves and figure out if Sally has 5 apples and Billy has 8, how many does the damn dog spot have. I'm happy I have a job where I can just trust excel to figure things out for me.

Are you good at math? Would you pass that test?!

Or better yet...have you gotten an 11 on a test ;-)

A New Years Eve Dilemma and Twerk Talk

By now you've probably heard the phrase "first world problems." Or, its usually tagged #FirstWorldProbz. Let's just abbreviate it to FWP.

I don't normally like to admit when I have a FWP moment because I think it sounds bad, but this one.....oh this one...I just need to share.

This year for New Years Eve we have a big group of us driving down to Connecticut to Mohegan Sun, which is a big ass Casino with tons of restaurant, bars and night clubs. I usually start assessing my New Years Eve outfit in say, November...just to be safe :-)

Anywho, I rarely order clothes from websites that aren't physical stores. I like to try things on beforehand, especially because I have barely any boobs so things look different on a model than me! I came across this dress a while back and fell. in. love. Something about New Years Eve makes me want to feel sexxay, but keep it classy at the same time. And this was just what I was in search of.

I bought this dress and checked my mail every single day until it finally came! I tried it on and it was as if I was auditioning for a porn. The dress fit everywhere perfectly except for one minor detail-my cheeks were poppin' out like they had their own zip code.

The model was 2 inches taller than me, so I convinced myself the next size up would be perfect. I returned the dress and waited for the same dress in the next size. Monday I received the new one...new size...but different color. I slipped it on and turned around to look in the mirror. The middle was too big, the chest was too big, and to make matters worse, it was still the SAME LENGTH! My bootay was still showing if I moved the slightest. What gives!

Now that NYE is just a few weeks away, I'm struggling to find something! I'm also struggling to understand why I dedicated an entire blog post to this. Years down the road when I'm trying to hold a bottle up to one kid while getting another kid ready for school, I'll read this post and call myself an idiot and say "you should have just went to Forever 21."

To end on a completely random note, much to my surprise, my zumba class just start to learn how to "split twerk" (seen below) and I have to admit, it's hard...and painful if you catch my drift!

47 Layer Party Dip

I love dip. Not the type people stick in their lips or cheeks and spit into Poland Spring bottles but...food dip! I honestly find excuses to dip things into things. Hamburgers dipped into various sauces? Hell yes. Bread dipped into leftover pasta sauce on a plate? Only if I didn't lick it clean first. Ooooo YUM.

A co-worker showed my this yesterday...this, is a 47 layer party dip. Is this for real!? After seeing it though, I feel like I am being challenged to make it. Perhaps, Superbowl? Could I handle this? Actually, do I even have a bowl big enough for this?

Completely awestruck, amazed, disgusted and hungry looking at this

I would imagine my stomach looking like it was about to produce quadruplets after eating it

Anyway, now that I've either made you hungry, throw up or run to your nearest grocery store, let's back that ass up because it's been a hot minute since I've done so! 

Because it's been so long, I thought I'd come with something hot. R. Kelly...he's a bit of a has been, but seriously produced some hot beats back in the day; Ignition? Same Girl? Yes! Now, he's debuting with a new album called "Black Panties." Automatic baby-making music right hurrr, including this jam which I've been loving! Have a listen ya heard? And link up with Whitney!

Happy weekend everyone! My friends and I are having an ugly sweater "friendsmas" party this weekend and I am beyond excited for it! :-)

That time I didn't blog for a week!

Knock Knock little blog!

Who’s there?

Erica

Erica Who?

Erica the writer of this blog!

Erica…who?

For real guys, I honestly just needed a hot minute away from blogging! Maybe it was that work suddenly went crazy busy? Or maybe it was just because I suddenly became absolutely addicted to watching The Walking Dead and doing nothing else? Well in any case, I’m back!

It feels good to be typing again in this space. I wish I had something so cool to share, like, I got engaged or I’m pregnant with quintuplets, or I’m suddenly nominated for Time Magazine’s Person of the Year. Speaking of which, did you see how a bunch of important global people are nominated, and amongst those, Miley Cyrus? Go girl!

I've feasted on a variety of things....no joke. I went to look through my phone pictures over the last week or so and the majority was food! When in Rome, right? Or....when winter comes and it's freezing, eat lots and lots.

Other than that, it's Christmas crunch time! Time to buckle down and BUY ALL THE GIFTS! Also, it's time to suffer panic attacks at the mall with crazed, enraged shoppers looking to get the latest deals on Yankee Candles, Clarisonics and Hunter Boots (I've seen it!!)

Happy Tuesday pretty people!