Digging the letter “J” and Kathy Owen

I am not sure how the whole thing got started but there’s a little game flying around the blogosphere where peeps get assigned a letter and share their top 10 things that start with said letter. I first came across Myndi Shafer’s love affair with the letter B and then…Kathy Owen’s follow-up frenzy with the letter R.

Well…not wanting to be left out of anything, I begged Kathy to assign me a letter and let me play along.

She gave me…the letter J! Squeee!

I am so excited because the letter J is uber sexy (I mean…look at those curves….) not to mention, there are a ton of fabulous things that I love that start with the letter J. Today, I shall share with you my top 10. Buckle up!

1. Java: Girl gots to have her java! I am not the ultimate java drinker like my blog BFF Jenny Hansen (who is a fabulous J herself…she actually dreams of bathing in java). But I do like my one cup a day in the morning. It’s like I can’t really get started till I’ve sipped away a hot steaming cup of java. Yum.

2. Jacked Up: I love TLC’s Say Yes to the Dress and when they launched the Atlanta version with Lori and Monty and their beautiful southern accent…well I just about died and went to heaven. A PVR staple in my house, these two also coined the term “Jacked Up” which is all about bedazzling their brides…LOVE IT! I like to get jacked up all the time!

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3. Jewellery: well duh?!?! Of course jewels are in the top 10! The bigger, brighter, fanciers, and flashier…the better!

4. Jackpot: what I hope to win someday but also one of mine and hubby’s fav slang sayings we use to indicate we found something that’s either A) fabulous or B) has been lost and is now found.

Me: Hey hubby…get in here…and bring the olive oil.

Hubby: Jackpot!

5. Just sayin’: another favorite slang saying that I am wearing out. It’s my cover when I know I am being too blunt with someone.

Me: You totally need some extensive therapy to deal with your daddy issues…just sayin’!”

Goes well with a triple z snap and some head bobbing.

6. Jiffy Pop: Hubby and I have a little story about Jiffy Pop. Y’all know we love camping. With no microwave, Jiffy Pop is a fantastic popcorn treat to cook up over an open fire. But…one needs to shake the Jiffy Pop over the heat so the kernels don’t burn.

No problem. Most campground fire pits have a grill top so you can cook on them. Or set Jiffy Pop on them and use a stick to shake it.

One night camping, hubby and I got a little tipsy around the fire (shocking…I know…). And of course, we got the munchies. So…we decided to whip up some Buttery Jiffy Pop. The only problem, the fire pit didn’t have a grill top…and we didn’t have anything to put the Jiffy Pop on.

Not to fear, hubby (the ingenious little bugger that he is) rewired the Jiffy Pop’s handle around a long stick so we could hold it over the open fire and “shake” as required. With the butter sizzling and the kernels just starting to pop, we awaited snack heaven with bated breath. However…in our excitement, we accidentally pierced a hole in the container. DANG! Before we knew it, all that delicious popcorn and butter poured into the fire…

But that wasn’t the worst part.

Seconds after…FLAMING popcorn started FIRING out of the fire.

We literally had to dive to take cover.

Jiffy Pop has been a fav in our house ever since. You can’t buy that kind of entertainment!

7. Je t’aime: I love you in French. I love you in any language rocks!

8. Jell-o Shooters: a party staple! My fav…strawberry with coconut rum. Yum! Looking for some recipes to try? Check out some ideas here.

9. Jansen, Jenny, Jami, Jennifer, Jillian, Jody,and Julie: DUH?!?!?! Some of the BEST bloggers around!!! And people I’d totally share my Jell-o shooters with!

And last but not least…cause y’all know I love to laugh…is:

10. Jeff Dunham: one of my most favorite comedians EVER! He is a ventriloquist with characters he’s made himself that totally come to life on stage. You forget they are dolls…it’s amazing. Hubby and I saw him last year and near fell off our chairs laughing. If you ever get the opportunity to see him, GO! He’s probably most known for his character Achmed the Dead Terrorist but I loved them all!

So what are some of your favs that start with the letter “J”? Stories behind the pick? Feel free to play along in the comments…or I can always assign you a letter so you can play on your blog (or pick your own and join in). Ask and you shall receive.

More blog deliciousness here:

  • LOVED Julie Glover’s post on why we cuss – totally thought-provoking!
  • Lisa Hall-Wilson’s post on raising expectations Pretty Woman style reminded me a lot of my post on how buying clothes for my bigger bode really helped fire up my confidence. Loved it Lisa!
  • Absolutely stupendous post by August McLaughlin on loving ourselves…just as we are!
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Hubby’s Corner: One person’s junk is another person’s treasure!

Here at HC Headquarters we’ve previously detailed the relationship differences of Hot vs Cold.  Today we are dumpster diving head first into the relationship difference of Junk vs Treasure.

I’ve been a die-hard dumpster diver from as far back as I remember. It all started back when I was a kid and my father would take me along to our weekly dump run. While Dad was off-loading a truck full of boring garbage bags, I was lost in a fantasy world of wrecked metal cars and scrap metal looking for that one significant object that could be used for unimaginable fun; building something uber-cool! The possibilities – endless!

After the truck was empty, I’d throw my treasures in the back and Dad would always chuckle and say “I came to drop garbage off – not bring it home!

And that’s where it all began…

My sweet wife Natalie – let’s just say, does not share the same vision and imagination when it comes to my “treasures.”  She likes things fashionable – great packaging – showroom condition and top shelf all the way!

More than once I’ve brought something home from walking the dog on garbage night. Only to hear “they threw it out for a reason!

{Note from Natalie: let us not mention the broke-ass screen tent that you brought home and spent hours putting together only to discover, it really was a piece of shit. Don’t even get me started on the junk Christmas tree stand you insisted was fine. Might I remind you of the pine needle explosion followed by the emergency trip to the hardware store to pay top dollar for the last remaining deluxe tree stand that you tip your hat to every. single. Christmas! I will however concede that the washing machine inner drum that you literally dumpster dove for WAS in fact…genius! It served us for many a wonderful fires. All that to say…the treasures do NOT outweigh the trash albeit, the adventures are always good for a zillion laughs! And ain’t that what life’s really all about.}

One of many “treasure” signs you can find at the Flea Market

Our differences in this area were never more apparent than recently when I took Natalie to the NB Antique Auto Club annual flea market in Sussex. This place had it all; $5 parking, $10 admission, food vendors, and a full afternoon of junk treasure exploration in the 4-6 hours range. There was bounty as far as the eye could see.

We are talking knick-knacks, antiques, car parts, etc. Anything my wildest imagination could muster – I’m sure it was there…and up to me to uncover and discover.

Then I saw it – THE LOOK – it was the same look I got when I returned from walking the dog on garbage night. Similar to Lynnette Conroy’s Look of Death!

It was then that I knew that my little Love Peddle…my Flower…was not having it and not feeling the same excitement and magic as I was. I will say, my little Trooper held on for a full 2 hours below waving the white flag!

We still had a great day together holding hands and laughing. And as I walked through the flea market, I recalled the day we first met….and I realized Natalie must have been dumpster diving and thought to herself “one significant object that could be used for unimaginable fun; building something uber-cool! The possibilities – endless!“ when she stumbled upon me.

And I obviously thought to myself “hmmm! Fashionable – great packaging – showroom condition and top shelf all the way!

So I guess we aren’t that different after all and one person’s junk IS another person’s treasure!

What are some of the different quirks or interests between you and your partner that you indulge? Do either of you like to dumpster dive or hit flea markets? What trash treasures have you brought home? Come on…share the wealth…

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Tasty tacos and tube steak delight

So yesterday I was talking about how I’ve recently discovered olive oil as a fabulous new sexual lubricant. One of the great things about using it in that fashion is say mid-session you or your partner wanna head downtown for a little nibble, you can. No more worrying about ingesting store-bought lubricants. You can lower your cholesterol with heart-healthy olive oil while you pleasure your partner. Talk about killing two birds with one stone.

I mean, hell, why not toss some garlic or oregano down there and make a salad out of it?!

Ok, maybe that’s pushing the olive oil envelop since I doubt my hooha would appreciate being sprinkled with garlic…nor would hubby be thrilled with me making his rod a balsamic salad stick…

But…this did get me thinking.

God help us!

I got to thinking about products that enhance that taste of giving oral pleasure. I’ve never found the intimate canned whip cream too tasty (go for the real deal on that one) but hubby and I have tried some flavored gels that work wonderfully. Chocolate, mango, BANANA…yummy!!! Though if you plan on getting back to basics afterwards, not so sure I’d want that sticky stick on the inside, if you know what I mean?!?! And although they might “enhance” the flavor…they don’t always completely hide the taste…

Till NOW that is…

One of my loyal readers (THANK YOU) forwarded me this fabulousness: MASQUE Sexual Flavors.

Developed by a team of scientist and researchers, MASQUE is like the fellatio version of Listerine dissolvable strip. It’s an engineered formula that combines individual taste blockers which are microencapsulated on a paper-thin, orally dissolvable strip that you place on your tongue moments before the big event. It’s specifically designed to completely conceal the taste of semen. Shut up?!?! Seriously!??!

The strips enhances the taste with either chocolate, strawberry, watermelon or mango flavors (all with a slight hint of mint) while, supposedly, completely neutralizing flavors associated with oral sex on men, especially the taste of semen (salts, bitters, and proteins).

Although not designed to be used the other way around, if you want to pleasure your lady friend and send her man in the boat sailing, the FAQ portion of the website says that they’ve received reports of women enjoying the hint of mint in the downtown region.

And they last up 15 minutes.

Although if hubby last 15 minutes, I won’t be talking right for a week!

How do you keep things spicy in the bedroom? Know of any fabulous oral pleasure taste enhancers? Would you give MASQUE a try? Come on…share the wealth….

It’s Twisted Tuesday and that means it’s time to enjoy a smile, giggle or laugh…here’s hoping I’ve provided it in spades…enjoy!

(P.S. I LOVE it when readers come across little delights and forward them my way…if you find something you’d love to see featured on a Twisted Tuesday, send it over via the Contact Me form)

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Urban Word Wednesday: Port-a-Hover

Welcome to Urban Word Wednesday! New words, phrases, and sayings I am learning (and using in my day-to-day life) brought to you by ME…and the Urban Dictionary. You are gonna love these!

Port-a-Hover: the hover position women take when using a port-a-potty so that their ass cheeks don’t touch the seat of the port-a-potty.

Examples Of Use:

As you know, hubby and I recently took a little mini-vacation to Shediac, New Brunswick: beach/cottage country. As it so happened, the Lobster Festival was in full swing during our stay which meant tons of neat things to see and do; daily entertainment, concerts, and a full exhibition with rides and games galore.

On Thursday evening, after a long day at the beach, we headed over to the beer gardens to see a great Bon Jovi tribute band, Keep the Faith.

Since it was a beer garden, there weren’t any seats. So before the band came on stage, hubby and I copped a squat just outside the tent on a side walk. The port-a-potties just behind us.

We enjoyed a beer and the cool breeze. There were people all around us, sitting, standing, smoking. That’s when hubby and I had the following convo much to our neighbor’s chuckles.

Hubby: you gonna check out a port-a-potty before the concert?

Me: yeah, probably a good idea.

Hubby: make sure you do the port-a-hover.

Me: Nah, I’m just gonna sit right down in the urine.

*Hubby snorts his beer – girl next to him (who was obviously eavesdropping) has her jaw dropped*

Hubby: what?!?!?

Me (with a straight face): my hamstring is still sore from golf so I don’t think I can manage the port-a-hover. Whatever. It’s only urine right? I mean…in emergency situations, people drink it so how bad can it be to get some on my ass? A GoGirl would totally come in handy right now!

Hubby: I’m speechless!

*we fist pump*

Do you practice the port-a-hover? Ever had to just sit down (and shudder to think what’s beneath you)? Share the wealth…

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From Sussex and I Know It – video goes viral

Fredericton, New Brunswick (see red circle) where I current reside is located on the East Coast of Canada. Much of our beautiful province borders on Maine, Prince Edward Island (ever hear of Anne of Green Gables?), Quebec and Nova Scotia.

About a 2 hour drive from our fabulous Freddy Beach (as we like to call Fredericton), there is a lovely farming community called Sussex (see other red circle) mostly known for it’s dairy farming.

Hubby lived in Sussex for a couple of years when he was a kid. It’s actually where we went to spread some of Mamma K’s ashes on Mother’s Day. We like to visit the quaint town because it’s like a step back in time. They have the only drive-in theatre in New Brunswick and there’s nothing quite as heart-warming as a date night at the drive-in. Very traditional and old-fashion…we totally dig that shit! And of course, we do it up right…as you can see!

Now we have even more reasons to be proud of our sister-town. A couple of teens from Sussex are the newest YouTube phenomenon. They did a parody of LMFAO’s I’m Sexy and I Know It that’s going viral. The story of the video and it’s success even made the Huffington Post and it’s been all over local news programs here. I guess the teens are hoping Ellen takes notice and features it on her show.

I watched it last week and near fell off my chair. I knew immediately it was perfect for a Tuesday post since it’s guaranteed to make you laugh (unless you are near dead or without a sense of humor).

Any YouTube videos cracking you up? See any other stellar LMFAO parodies worth giving a shout out to? Come on…share the wealth…

It’s Twisted Tuesday and that means it’s time to enjoy a smile, giggle or laugh…here’s hoping I’ve provided it in spades…enjoy!

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Rocking the rag with reusable cups

Disclaimer: To my male readers, I apologize but this post isn’t for you. Dang. Although you might want to pass it along to your wife, sisters or female friends.

Ladies, are you sick of fearing “the string” peaking out when wearing swimwear when on your period? Or maybe you are fed up with avoiding swimwear all together? What about the clogged toilet scares or the dirty looks from the septic guy? Or how about the shame of shunning your thongs, g-strings and c-strings for famine undies during that time of the month? Or maybe you are like me and sick of the tactical tampon carrying techniques we have to employ? Most of the time, I feel like Tom Cruise in Mission Impossible sneaking to the bathroom with my arsenal of period protection gear?

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Well NO MORE!

Move over tampons, back off pads….HELLO DivaCup!

The DivaCup is a non-absorbent cup that you insert into your hooha during your menstrual cycle to collect the flow. It can be worn for up to 12 hours before emptying, washing and reinserting although for heavier flows, one may need to empty more often.

Shut UP!?!?!?! I know!!

But…how do I get it in there…and then BACK OUT?!?!?!

According to the DivaCup website, to insert you simply fold it in half twice and with your vajayjay relaxed (cause mine is always super mellow and relaxed when inserting an object), you push the curved edge into the opening. It has little holes around the top edge to aid in suction. Hmmmm….

To remove, you pull gently on the stem until you reach the base of the cup at which point you pinch to release the seal and continue to pull down. They claim the “contents” shouldn’t spill and you simply pour them into the toilet, wash, and reinsert. You are good to go for another 12 hours.

Now…I gotta tell you. I wasn’t really sold on the product the first time I read about it. Ok, it’s cool. I knew I’d definitely blog about it but BUY it and TRY it? Hmmmm…not so sure…

That was until I met someone, in person, who uses it and LOVES it! We were at a girls-only party a few weeks ago and after much wine, the topic of Aunt Flo came up (do not ask me how…) This friend of mine SWEARS by the DivaCup and said she’s never going back to tampons or pads ever again. She said it’s soft and smooth and when inserted properly does not leak. And she said it’s COMFY! MORE comfortable than a tampon. So comfortable, she said she forgets it’s there entirely.

Best yet, she said you’d be surprised how “easy in and easy out” the thing is. After the first time or two, when you get more used to it, she said it takes all but 2 seconds to pop it in. And it’s worn low in the vagina so it’s not difficult to “find”. Removal was a bit trickier but she said that once you get the hang of it, it’s a snap. Her advice; be sure to use the middle finger and DON’T PANIC.

DivaCup makers say it can be worn during all activities like traveling, running, biking, camping, swimming, diving, yoga, extreme sports and more. About the only sport you can’t do when wearing the DivaCup is have sex.

This would be great for me considering our high propensity to engage in redneck activities that usually involve a lot of banging, bumping, and bouncing. I don’t know how many times after hitting a wallop of a washout in the Rhino that I’ve said to hubby “I feel like my tampon just catapulted up my vag and into my throat…” NOT FUN!

Not to mention the “Green” factor here, which is a total double whammy. Whammy #1) think about the billions of tampons and pads that are dumped into our environment each year. Gross. Whammy #2) think of the green staying in my POCKET not having to buy an arsenal of feminine products each month!

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The DivaCup gets great product reviews all over YouTube. I found quite an extensive one:

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Check out the DivaCup’s YouTube channel for more videos.

And this revolutionary period product ain’t new ladies. Can you believe the menstrual cup has been around since the 1930’s?

Back in the day, they were made from rubber latex and millions were sold. However, over the years companies shut down and the cups got hard to find. A mother in search of the product actually ended up reintroducing the menstrual cup back to the world about 15 years ago. And in 2003, her and her daughter revamped the rubber/latex version to the current DivaCup, which is made from soft, top-quality silicone. It’s patent-pending and ISO certified.

Why am I only hearing about this fabulousness now?!?! I’m going to have to go have a chat with my mother.

Have you heard of and/or tried the DivaCup or a menstrual cup? Does it work? Good or bad? Would you try one? Come on ladies…share the wealth…

It’s Twisted Tuesday and that means it’s time to enjoy a smile, giggle or laugh…here’s hoping I’ve provided it in spades…enjoy!

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Reaching teens through powerful messages from their peers

One of MADD Canada’s most uberlicious awareness programs is their School Assembly Program. This program tackles the problem of impaired driving among the age group which is most at risk.

According to MADD Canada, road crashes continue to be the number one cause of death among young people in Canada and alcohol is a factor in nearly 45% of those crashes. Can you imagine? Those stats make me so sad.

This year’s School Assembly Program, entitled Damages, was delivered to more than 1 million students in Grades 7 through 12 across Canada. How freaking fantastic is that! Check out this highlight of Damages. It brought tears to my eyes. Wow.

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MADD Canada does everything it can to make their school assembly program speak to their target audience. They show the video on a giant screen with a powerful sound system and they use stories and people in the same age range. In this way, the program presents students with solid information and best practices in a style that will help them understand the issue of alcohol and/or drug impaired driving in the language they speak.

And in exciting news, The Dude will be a part of this coming year’s School Assembly Program, entitled MADD Long Weekend. MADD Canada flew a whole crew down to Freddy Beach (our nickname for Fredericton) and they spent an entire afternoon at our home taking video of him sharing his story of impaired driving.

I can only imagine how difficult it was for him to sit, facing a camera talking openly with strangers about what it was like to be in a 2-door sunfire with his grandmother when they were suddenly struck by a drunk driver behind the wheel of a 1-ton truck. One moment they were driving along, heading back to a family reunion on a gorgeous, sunny afternoon talking and laughing…and the next…his life was changed forever as he watched his grandmother take her last breath and die before his eyes. At 16 years old.

Imagine the courage it took to share this story?!?! Wow. I am not sure if I’d have the stones.

But he did it. He spent hours and hours with this team of individuals who work tirelessly to stop impaired driving telling his story over and over again. Painful but all in the hopes of reaching his peers and saving lives.

We’ve never been so proud. We’ve never respect him more. What a young man he is growing into.

How do your kids knock your socks off? How do you think we can reach young people to get them to stop drinking and driving?

Two years ago, my beautiful mother-in-law’s life was cut tragically short by an impaired driver and my stepson’s life changed forever. In honor of Donna and Jordan Kennie, please don’t drink and drive. Impaired driving is 100% preventable. Think about it.

Support MADD Canada and follow them on Facebook, Twitter (@maddcanada), YouTube, and on the Web.

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A palooza of romance: hubby’s top 5

Tomorrow is Valentine’s day and I’ve got a week-long love fest planned for you. Buckle up for a palooza of all things romantic, sappy and corny. We are going to kick off the week with the top 5 romantic things hubby has done in our over 7 years together.

1. Nat’s Day – Letters of the alphabet. Very early on in our relationship, hubby planned and executed a day-long scavenger hunt. All day long I received different clues and deliveries that led me to flowers, love notes, cards and presents all with these little foam letters attached. Each letter came with a note. “A is for how adorable you are; B doesn’t begin to describe your beauty” etc. At the end of the day when I got home with my entire alphabet, I found the original alphabet form to put all the letters in. When I did, and flipped it over, there was a message to meet hubby at his place. There he had dinner, dessert and an evening of the Notebook all planned for us.

Nat's Day - Letters of the Alphabet

Nat's Day - Letters of the Alphabet

2. Nat’s Day – Keys. Another day-long scavenger hunt for little gold keys (you know, the ones for those tiny luggage locks). Throughout the day, I came across them in a million different ways; packages delivered by co-workers, in the trunk of my car, and hidden in flowers. At the end of the day, all of the keys unlocked a box which promised a night of romance.

Nat's Day - Keys

Nat's Day - Keys

Nat's Day - Keys

3. Nat’s Day 3 – Mission Possible. This time it was a scavenger hunt for CDs. Each CD was part of an all-day mission for Bruce Easily (hubby) and Fatality (me) to hook up for a night of romance. And each CD contained hints about where and when to find the next.

Nat's Day - Mission Possible

 

4. A day for Dad. My Dad was killed when I was 16 years old. One year, on the anniversary of his death, hubby gifted me with a large picture frame that he put together with a picture of my Dad, a few of me growing up, and the poem I wrote for Dad’s funeral. He also gave me my first orchid (my Dad grew orchids).

A day for Dad

5. The millions. The millions of flowers I’ve received; the hundreds of romantic messages in dreamy cards; the foot rubs, massages, and spa evenings; the never-ending surprise dinners; the engagement proposal; and….the never-tiring cuddles, snuggles, chick flicks, back tickles and hair pulls.

Hubby’s talent for all things romance makes me a very lucky lady indeed. There’s nothing that makes a gal feel more special and loved than surprises and unexpected gestures of adoration. And I gotta say, hubby delivers in spades.

How do you breath romance into your relationships? What’s the most romantic thing someone’s ever done for you?

Prize Alert: Last Monday I did an author’s spotlight featuring the amazing Elena Aitken and we did a fahhhbulous book giveaway. Here are the winners:

  • Julie Glover – Nothing Stays in Vegas e-Book
  • Louise Behiel – Nothing Stays in Vegas e-Book
  • Darlene Steelman – Nothing Stays in Vegas e-Book
  • Marcia Richards – Grand Prize – Drawing Free signed copy

Elena is gone on vacay (lucky lady) so she will connect with y’all upon her return. In the meantime, fire me your email addys to Natalie at nataliehartford dot com. I will forward the info along to Elena and she can get in touch with each of you upon her return Feb 25.

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