I had another weird dream last night. I was laying in bed this morning and I actually remembered my weirdo dream.
I was living with my husband in a haunted house next door to where I lived once for a while. But only the basement in our house was haunted and that’s where the laundry was so I was scared to get the clothes out of the dryer.
Ray (my husband) went to go get them and when he came back he said that Boys 2 Men was coming over. I went outside to wait for them to tell them where to park and I noticed there were people sitting on the porch of where I used to live so I asked them if I could take a peek at what it looks like now and they said sure!
When I walked in it was like the middle of the floors where all taken away so if you stood in the middle of the floor you could see every level and into every room. It was weird. The people said they were renting it for a while but they agreed it was a weird design.
I said thank you and went back to my house and Boys 2 Men showed up and walked past me.
I was like “Hi! My name is Jess and I’m Rays wife. Welcome to our house. Make yourself at home I have to go walk Prince Harry.”
And I went in our house and the actual Prince Harry was sitting at my table wearing a tux. He said he hadn’t washed his pants in a year. I said he didn’t wear those ones everyday so that was okay. Then I took his hand and we left for a walk.
Then I woke up like what that fuck did I just dream?? I don’t think any of that had any meaning. Haha. Maybe because I was reading a lot about Meghan and Harry and I truly feel for them, but I don’t get anything else.
*This is my personal opinion. I paid for the first rental and my monthly membership. *
My sister in law told me about Rent the Runway. She rents dresses and she always looks so pretty so I figured I would give it a shot.
I rented a dress for a wedding and I absolutely loved it. I felt amazing and pretty and wonderful. So I thought, why not feel like this all the god damn time?
This is the dress below, isn’t it gorgeous?
I talked to my husband and signed up for the monthly membership. $160 after 3 months, $120 for the first 3. It seems steep to me but you get 4 pieces at a time. And you can switch them all month. They have to get it back before sending the next shipment. It could be one or all four. Depending on if you want to keep any for a bit.
My first shipment is 2 pants and 2 shirts. I came home to them sitting neatly packaged on my porch. I was so excited. I tried them on immediately. Everything but one shirt felt great. One shirt was a little short for my liking. I will wear it but I already have a feeling I will be tugging it down all day. The other sweater felt big but it’s a sweater so I’m going wear it with the green pants and see how that feels.
I’ve been in a huge funk lately with clothes. I have 3 pairs of pants I love so I rotate them all week with 5 sweaters and a tank top under. I’m looking to refresh my look. So. Here we go.
Today I am wearing the green pants and the stripped sweater. I felt good after getting dressed, asked my husband how I looked, he said “Great.” I walked out the door to bring my kids to school.
The pants are pull-ons and they feel comfortable, like sweatpants without the sweat pant insides. The sweater is heavier than I thought but I like it. They both feel like polyester. Thick polyester. Which is fine now because it’s one of the coldest days of the year today. But might not be fine on a warmer spring or fall day. I am not really sure what the fabric was, I didn’t look. Whoops.
We got to school and my kids said “you should get those pants again for St. Patrick’s Day.” And so began my doubt in this outfit. I got to work and my coworker loved the sweater. She said it looked great on me. She said she probably would have choose black pants and wore the green pants with a black shirt. I went to the bathroom to look at my combination again and to tell myself I looked okay. Which I do. I decided I wanted tea at some point and walked halfway down the hall and I heard people in the kitchen so I turned around and ran back to my desk. This has more to do with me being terrible at small talk and a little to do with me wearing something that I know a lot of people have never seen me wear. I need to be more confident. That’s what this experiment is all about. Overall though, I really like both pieces. The pants do feel a little loose and the pockets are really shallow and towards the end of the day the stretch gave a little and I felt like I had to keep pulling them up. Not a deal breaker. I just have to hold my phone. I would order these pants again maybe in a size smaller and a different color.
Wearing the Black and white pants, white tank top, and a black cardigan. I feel great! Pants fit great, the fabric is a little thin so I am cold because it’s freezing outside, but I like these pants a lot. I think maybe I went to bold on my first time out with colors. My husband assures me I looked great but I felt a little insecure. But today I am in my primary colors. Black and white and I am way more comfortable and confident today. I still didn’t make into the kitchen to get my hot water for my tea, but that’s mostly because I hate small talk. I really do and I really need to work on that.
Today I am wearing the Floral top. I originally tried this on and thought “Nope.” Not that I didn’t like the shirt I just didn’t like it on me. I felt like I was going to be tugging it down all day. I put it on this morning with my black gap jeans, black tank top and brown boots and I actually love my outfit today. I have to get a little use to the top but I like it a lot. Getting in an out of it is new because I have never worn a wrap shirt before. And I have to agree with the other people that it’s very open, I need to wear a tank top underneath. But I really like it. My coworker said it was really pretty and my husband said I looked really cute this morning before I ran out the door. I did make it into the kitchen for tea today. Go me!
If you would like to try it, please use my link. You’ll get $30.00 off and so will I so we’ll both win! Thank you!
I was thinking the other day that I was feeling kind of bad about the cost of renting per month. Even at the reduced rate it seems like a lot to me. I was thinking of just doing it for a month because I already paid and then ending it but now I am thinking that I feel really good. I am looking forward to returning these items tomorrow and picking out 4 new ones next week. I will continue posting my Rent the Runway adventures over the next few weeks.
The return is very simple too. They provide a return label in the bag so you just put everything you are returning in the bag, zip it up, replace the UPS label on the front with the return label and drop it off at a UPS. I am already looking forward to my next 4 pieces!
Have you ever tried this service or something like it? What did you think?
Hi Everyone! Ahh…. It’s that time of the year again! I LOVE thanksgiving.
I love having everyone over and cooking and hanging out. This year we should have between 16 and 19 people. I told my in-laws to invite anyone they would like too, so maybe we’ll be having a couple more.
This is the menu I have decided on for this year:
I will be doing a Cheese board for everyone to munch on when they arrive. My mom is bringing all the cheese. I am going to get a couple meats from Trader Joes, a couple different crackers. Honey, nuts, hummus, carrots, cut up peppers, olives, grapes, and berries for my daughter. One of the book club girls always does a cheese board and there is this olive spread from Trader Joes that I love.
For meats I will be crock pot cooking a 8-10 lb ham. This is a super easy recipe and everyone loves it. https://www.allrecipes.com/recipe/80525/slow-cooker-ham/
My husband will be deep frying a 15-18 lb Turkey outside. He brine’s it for a few days before and then drains it thanksgiving morning and deep fries it.
Everyone loves this. I have a ehh relationship with Turkey. It’s alright. It’s not my favorite but I don’t hate it. I’ll have a piece or two and maybe make a sandwich the next day.
Green bean casserole, sweet potatoes with marshmallow on top, mashed potato, carrots, monkey bread biscuits, regular biscuits, Stuffing, Gravy, Cranberry sauce.
I can not stand when something happens and it’s wrong and people will literally stop everything to figure out who was wrong. This drives me insane.
I once worked at Pizza Hut and nothing pissed me off more than when an order was wrong and the entire production line would like stop to find the ticket and see who was wrong, the person who took the order, the cook, or the person boxing everything up. My point was always, who the fuck cares? Fix that shit and keep it moving. Does it really matter? I mean really?
Listen, if I make a mistake and I know I did, I will say whoops and sorry and help fix it any way I possibly can. It wasn’t intentional. But can we figure that out after the customer is satisfied and the rush is over? What does it help to stop everything and point fingers at each other? I mean, really? Who wins?
I noticed it a lot when I worked in the restaurant but I have noticed it even as I moved into other fields. It’s like people never want to admit they could possibly be wrong, or maybe there might be a mistake somewhere. Clearly there is a mistake somewhere and I highly doubt the person who did it, did it on purpose. Let’s work together to fix it and move on. It’s totally okay if it’s your fault too. Isn’t it better to just admit it, learn from it and move on then to try to point the blame at someone else?
This is one of my biggest pet peeves. What’s yours?
How do you feel when plans get cancelled? Not big plans like holiday’s or vacations, but a little weekend plan. Like a maybe hang out or a possible play date.
I sometimes get so happy thinking that it’s kind of a free day! Now I can lay around all day and read or watch movies or cuddle my kids, husband and dogs. We can order pizza or Chinese or anything and rent movies and stay in Pj’s all day.
I don’t mind when plans get cancelled so much anymore. When I was younger and had nothing else to really do but work and hang out, then I would sometimes get upset if things got cancelled. Now I think ever since I had my own family and run around moving kids to school and chores around the house, I sometimes like when things get cancelled and we can just chill out.
What about you? How do you feel when plans get cancelled?
It’s not me, it’s you, you have to go!! You’re not welcome here, in fact you never were. See the way you made your way into my life was quite smooth if I don’t say so myself. You played with the fact that I have a disability and that I have to use a wheelchair because of it. You squeezed yourself in a little more when people made fun of the way I spoke or asked why’d I sound like that.
Then you somehow managed your way to my looks. Growing up I constantly heard “you’d be so beautiful if you weren’t in that chair” as if my looks had something to do with the chair. I heard that so much that I actually believed it.
Are you happy with yourself for causing so much pain in my life?? Does it boost your ego by constantly tormenting me with mean words from the past?? You have to go!! Does it make you happy knowing that I actually believed your lies constantly repeating them to myself day after day, month after month, year after year??
While you’ve most certainly been my longest relationship, it’s time I say goodbye. The love you have for me is no longer needed. I found someone new, her name is confidence and she loves me!!
Unlike you she makes me feel strong, smart and most importantly she lets me know that I am beautiful!! So insecurities I hope you enjoyed your stay but pack all your shit cause you have to go!!!
I told myself I would keep November weekends open and suddenly, they are all filling up. It’s fine. Tis the season.
I don’t know what the weather is like around you, but here it is really cold for the first time this season. And like the wonderful mother that I am, I sent the kids to school in their fleeces without even checking the weather this morning. Not even realizing that it wasn’t going to warm up at all today. Mommy fail. Ugh.
On top of that I don’t have their new winter jackets yet either. I have last years that they can still fit into, but they need new gloves, hats and coats this weekend. I was not prepared.
This weekend we are scrubbing the house, having some friends over and then my daughter is going to a friends hotel swimming pool party. I think my sister will be taking her to that cause I already know I will be exhausted by dinner, and probably a few glasses of wine or whatever in by then.
Sunday we are spending the morning relaxing… or possibly jacket shopping. Then heading to my mother in laws for a little family something. After we get home I have to put together my daughters invitations for her birthday party because I can’t believe December is in 3 weeks! That’s nuts, isn’t it? Plus, I have to talk to my mom at some point because she is already calling about the thanksgiving menu and what she will be bringing. Which I love because I already have most of the menu planned, but that’s another blog post.
I realize I am a little late to the party on this one. My husband and I couldn’t bring out children so we needed to find a babysitter so we could go.
Here’s our reviews of The Joker Movie:
My husbands Review: I liked it a lot. It was really fucked up. I don’t think it glorified having mental heath issues. A bunch of the negative reviews were saying it’s about white privilege and not really. They thought incels will rise up about it but if you watch the movie it’s really about a guy who’s really fucking sick and has a lot of problems and needs help and like so many people in real life he goes off his meds and then everything goes sideways.
He’s absolutely delusional and you have to figure out which part of the movies are real and which parts are just in his head. It just so happens the back drop is the early 80’s when there was s lot of discontent, anger and rioting.
As for the movie itself, Joaquin Phoenix was amazing. Cause the roll required physical and spoken acting and he’d blur the lines between delusion and reality.
I would recommend it definitely and in theaters if you can find it. But definitely rent it.
My review: There is so much to unpack. I really enjoyed this movie. I would recommend it. Joaquin Phoenix was amazing in it. I really enjoyed his version of the Joker. It made the Joker more real to me, which is scary. I also think that this movie could have held up on it’s own if the main character was just a man named Arthur Peck living in the 80’s. It made the Joker more realistic and more human you could almost sympathize with how he got to that point in his life and why he was going crazy. Except when he actually did kill people, then it was like Holy shit, that just happen. I did like the movie though and I am glad we went to the theaters to see it.
What did you think? Did you see it? Will you see it?
I think this happened because I was going to a wedding for an old friend and there were going to be a lot of people there that I grew up with but who I haven’t seen in a long time.
In my dream we were at a party for a friend and it was in a hotel with a room on the second floor that overlooked this field and all the kids were down stairs in the field playing. We were in the room and people were arriving and I was drinking a glass of wine and my friend, who I still talk to who is also named Jess, came to sit next to me and this girl Sarah walked in and she goes “Oh, look it’s Jess C and ugly Jess, how are you guys?”
And I was like wait, what? Cause my friend Jess is Jess C so that must make me ugly Jess.
So I said, “Wait, what?” and Sarah was like “Oh, sorry, that’s just what we used to call you.”
I was like “who? “And standing next to Sarah was this guy Jason we used to hang out with a lot and Sarah said, “Jason, Right? You used to call her ugly Jess too.” And Jason was like “You are the one that made it up.”
And they started bickering but my friend Jess C was like come on let’s go see what the kids and husbands are doing. And I was like “gladly.”
So I grabbed my wine glass and a sunflower to bring down to the table downstairs and Jess said that she was going to grab us another glass of wine.
I went out in the hallway to wait. A couple other people came out of the room and I walked and talked with them to the elevator but told them I would see them downstairs because I was waiting for Jess C. And they said okay, and got in the elevator.
I was standing there waiting and I was talking to myself Like “I’m not ugly, she’s ugly. I’m pretty. No, I am beautiful.”
And right at that moment some man who came out of the elevator was like ” You are beautiful, like that flower, like the sun… ” And he kept going on about my beauty and then he dipped me while I was holding my wine and flowers and kissed me and I was like Wait, what the fuck is happening?
Just then Danny DeVito and his partner Rhea Perlman came out of the elevator and I gave them hugs and they asked what was going on and so I started telling them what just happen and this guy was behind me kissing my neck while I was trying to talk and finally I was like “Okay man, that’s enough. Thank you but no thank you. I’m done. Goodbye” and Danny came and stood in between us and the guy was like “But one more kiss, please?” So Danny kissed him and said “Goodbye” and if I wasn’t horrified about this guy, I would have laughed because thank you Danny DeVito. Then Danny, Rhea and a couple other people formed like a human chain and bulldozed this guy down the hallway and then I woke up.
I kind of know what this dream means because insecurities from long ago and whatever but can I just say that I love Danny DeVito and Rhea Perlman. They are like my fairy god parents for some reason in my dreams. This isn’t the first time they have showed up and taken me out of a weird situation.
Do you have any recurring celebrities in your dreams? Who are your godparents?
Once. I knew him. He liked me. It was valentines day and he brought me a chocolate rose. I thought, omg, how sweet. But I hate chocolate. So I took it. People assumed we were possibly dating. We barely talked. I dated some other assholes. I knew they were assholes but they spoke to me.
There were a couple others. The “losers”. I spoke to them. I was a loser so I felt like we saw each other.
There was one time, I was working at a radio station and the DJ was named Large. “”.. And I used to go in and talk to him all the time. I was interested in learning radio even though I hate my voice. He taught me about headphones, the good ones. How to program the music and commercials. Theres a play list. You have to play certain songs every hour and you have to play certain commercials. You have to try to space them out so they’re not to repetitive.
We laughed a lot. I would visit him after working the front desk, before I went to my next job. He said he wanted to give me something for my birthday. I was like, cool. But not a big deal. I thought maybe we would go to the casino. He surprised me with tickets from JFK to LA and a hotel and American music award seats. I was like OMG, that’s not ok. I told him that I wasn’t going to sleep with him. That if I went it would be as friends only. That I didn’t really know what to say. I mean, I never really traveled that far before. I was like what the hell. He said it was cool. He wanted to see the show and he liked hangin out with me.
American music awards were hosted by the Osborne’s that year, 2003. And Mariah Carey was preforming. Mariah Carey is my idol and part of my childhood. We went. We checked into the hotel and We walked in to a king bed, he said that was all they had. I felt trapped.
I didn’t sleep with him. I slept on the floor. I took him to dinner at wolf gang pucks restaurant and paid. I prayed my credit card would cover it. It did. He thought that I would change my mind about him being in a different environment. We’re just two people on vacation. I think that’s the jist of what he said.
I went and smoked on the patio. Why would that matter? I felt so lied to. It completely overshadowed that experience. A few years ago he found me on facebook. He would forgive me for ghosting him, he said. Wait. What?
I’m going to forgive myself for feeling so bad about possibly leading you on when I really told you from the beginning that it was friends only.
I was dumb. I should have and did know better but I told you how I felt and you assured me I was thinking too much. I’m going to forgive myself. I didn’t owe you anything, ever. I have made a lot of wrong turns in my life and this wasn’t one of them.