Saturday, February 28, 2015

My Week in Pictures

I had family here for the weekend which was really nice

Mia loves Make-up unfortunately we had to take some of it off before she went out in public because she put so much blush on it looked like we had beaten her.  Never mind that she is using my Naked Palette that is not cheap.
 We had another Photo shoot and Enya was the only one that wore the hat that well
 Gatsby inspired photo shoot where I left my black sport socks on.

 I painted my kitchen black and even though it looks like a dungeon in this picture its actually nice, all the decorations are still from Mia's birthday but she likes it so I am leaving it.
I took Mia the monster swimming and we had a blast, I let her sit on my back and I pulled myself through the water and I can already feel my muscles hurting so win-win.. 
I bought a blender and it's red....I am hopping on the smoothie wagon with Enya, I hope I don't hate it.

We are painting a shadow box but we thinned the paint too much so we had to paint it 5000 times.

This is how Mia dresses herself, crown and all. 

All in all an average week in Casa Biereth which if you know me you also know I never have an average week.

Talk to you later, 

Friday, February 27, 2015

Anti-Bucket list

I've noticed lately that more and more people are posting their Bucket lists and, while I do have a list, I decided to write down some of the things that I will never do.

1. I will never, ever ride a roller coaster. "Why," you ask? Because people die on those things, that's why.

2. I will never hold a spider or a snake. I don't have to prove anything to anybody and the mere thought of holding those animals makes me want to sleep in a down-filled burrito and treat the floor like it's lava.

3. I will never die my hair black because I would look like an asshole or a cracked-out version of Amy Winehouse -- take your pick.

4. I will never be a fan of the Simpsons. I don't care if they are really cool; I don't like it and Homer is an idiot.

5. I will never work in fast food, not because I think it is beneath me, but that kind of food is my guilty pleasure and I don't want to know how it is made. That would just make it less shameful and more disgusting.

6. I will never go to a RAMMSTEIN concert because I have enough yelling in my house, and to tell you the truth, I am way better at it than anybody else.

7. I will never become a vegan, unless I wake some day and I am allergic to everything that has any taste. Besides, I don't care if an egg has fucking feelings, I am going to eat it.

8. I will never go on a Nudist vacation. I just can't do it. Besides, I burned my fine china once and I believe some body parts don't need to be out and about like it's no big deal.

9. I will never finish this list because, "Never say Never!"

See ya,

Thursday, February 26, 2015


I hate that word. I just don't think that it entirely explains what it actually feels like to be so down that you can barely get out of bed in the morning or in the middle of the day because you went back to bed once the kids were out of the house.

I have always had issues with moods but I have always been able to get them under control before becoming a total lush for too long, but this time is different.

I think the worst thing about feeling this way is that I feel like I am being ungrateful. I have a great life and have absolutely no reason to be upset.
But, I guess that doesn't matter and feeling guilty for being unhappy just makes it so much worse.
I have been trying to get out from under my mood for a while by trying to force myself to function. I scheduled my day with cleaning, cooking and going to the grocery store, and as long as I got that taken care of, it meant that I was okay. But, it was a struggle and everyone felt it.

I have been going to therapy for several months now and today, when I was explaining how hard it was for me to be motivated, she said something that made so much sense. It was like a lightbulb went on.
She said, "Don't pick things to do that you will have to force yourself to do, pick things that give you joy or else you will never be motivated." I have been planning all this crappy, boring stuff to do so that I would keep busy, and all I did was drag myself from one chore to the next. So, I decided that I would definitely do things that I enjoy along with my regular stuff.

One of the most important things that I have to have is structure. My day has to be scheduled down to a "T."

One of the things that I learned in the past, whenever I could feel one of these phases coming on, was that exercise really helps. It is impossible to dislike yourself when you get out everyday and do something, even if it is just taking a walk or doing a workout video at home. Once your body feels stronger and you have the nice side effect of looking better, you just feel better and that is one of the things I have really let slide the last couple of months. I do like my excuses (it's cold, raining, nasty ect.)
So, now you know why I haven't written very much lately -- it's because every time I started to write I would just be so down that it sounded like I was complaining, and I really have no tolerance for whiners and complainers, including me.
I will keep you posted on my progress and even post my schedule if anybody wants to see it.

Take care,

Thursday, February 19, 2015

On my way to Fifty Shades

Let me set the stage for you so you can see what a total wacko I sometimes am.
It's fat Tuesday in Mannheim and the first 5 minutes that I am downtown waiting for my friend to get there, I am already standing in puke from some idiot who is completely plowed by 6pm. It is absolute mayhem and I feel really uncomfortable standing here by myself in a crowd of drunks dressed up in slutty costumes. There was even a guy with a unicorn mask on his head; he was admittedly pretty funny, especially because he had a string pulled through his nostrils with a balloon attached to it that he kept staring at.

After my friend got here we decided to have drinks before we had to be at the theater so we headed into this bar that we don't usually go to. After I got there I remembered why I didn't like that place. I ordered my strawberry Mojito that gave me major heartburn by the way, I am such weirdo and as I am sitting at the bar minding my business, this guy in a tiger costume and mask on his face walks up to us and proceeds to try to hook up. Of course, when someone has a full mask on it is impossible to see what he looks like nice deduction sherlock and, therefore, you don't really know how old he is, not that it would have made a difference--I was not in the mood anyway. He kept telling me that he would pay for the taxi and would I even consider it........and then he dropped the bombshell. He told my friend and me that older women were back  "IN" and that it was cool again for younger guys to take home an older woman. After I just stared at him completely flabbergasted we told him to take his ass and carry it.
It was finally time to go so we headed to the theater and got situated. Of course, I had to complain about the seats because we were all the way in the middle of the row and I wouldn't be able to enjoy my huge-ass glass of diet coke and go to the bathroom three times without getting on someone's nerves.  And yes, all that food was for me; I didn't eat dinner so I could pig out at the movies.

The movie starts..........
I dump all my popcorn on the floor except for a few kernels; my friend remarks that I could have at least dumped it in my purse then I would have been able to still eat it.
So, I am now scratching the bottom of the cup and getting the evil eye from my right because I am being too loud.
Okay, what is that sound? I keep hearing music and I don't understand where it is coming from. I check the wall because maybe there is a speaker there. I ask my friend and she checks her phone; I ask on the other side of me and she says it's probably coming from outside. Long story short, it was coming from my purse. I was the asshole with the ipod on. By the time I got home, it was dead.

Okay now on to my review:
I really enjoyed it! I loved the casting and I think they chose the perfect people for the role of Christian and Anastasia.
I thought it had just enough sex and the scenes were tasteful and sexy and not at all as stupid, as they were in the book. Thank heavens there was not one mention of that ridiculous inner goddess.

One of the best things about this movie is the soundtrack, which is just phenomenal! I have been listening to it for days and can only recommend it, especially the songs by Vaults and AWOLNATION.

I liked that they showed Anastasia with a sense of humor. That did not come across in the book and it is what you would expect of a twenty-something girl. Also, even though she was a shy girl, she was still strong and not a pushover.
As for Jamie Dornan, I thought he portrayed the damaged, tortured, twitchy-palmed Christian Grey exactly like I pictured him. I believe that the movie was a big step up from the books but while they were really out there, I still devoured because it was something new and different.
I will definitely buy the movie, and I am excited to see the extra footage and the director's commentary.

Check out the movie. Maybe your trip to the movies won't be as nuts as mine, but even if it is, I think you will enjoy it. Even if the plot doesn't interest you, at least you will see some beautiful people naked.

Take care,

Monday, February 9, 2015

The Day You Will Never Get Right

Valentines day: The day you can do no right. 

Get ready because it is coming quicker than you think and there is no way to escape it without pain, if you don't set some ground rules that I am about to lay down for you.

1) Give up. There is no way in hell you will ever get anywhere close to the scenario that we have in our head. We grew up watching romantic comedies our whole life and we know how it is supposed to be. Have you seen the notebook? I rest my case.  Just don't.

2) Now, about the gift. It doesn't always have to be something blingy -- if you have a girl who really cares about you then you can get away with something you made yourself. I am not telling you to make some dumb-ass macaroni picture frame that you sprayed gold because, let's face it, that is only cute if you are in preschool. Cooking a nice meal is a great way to be romantic. If you have to get your mother involved because you are not smart enough to make more than ramen noodles, then by God, do so! Just don't tell your love till after she eats.
3) Try not to go out that night because you will look like you are trying too hard along with the other hundred dudes trying too hard. Everything is more expensive and it just isn't romantic when you are surrounded by a bunch of other people trying to top each other. I promise some weirdo will put a ring in a champagne glass and propose and it will either be very awkward for you or hilarious, depending on your girl.
4) Don't buy roses; they are way overpriced and just not worth it. Get her her favorite flowers or even a spring arrangement that will last longer. It's prettier anyway.

5) If you are going to do gifts then set a limit before you go and make something yourself and she buys you an expensive gift. Trust me, you will look like an idiot and she will hate you. It isn't something that you can make up trust me. This is coming from the person who made a gift basket with his favorite foods one year and he looked at me like I had two heads.

This is just for the ladies:

Don't be so hard on him if he really tried and still failed. At least he wanted to do something nice for you, and besides, if he really screws up bad you can always make fun of him for years to come with your girlfriends.

Take care,

Sunday, February 8, 2015

What's for Dinner?

Did you know that I have learned how to make a delicious marinade for Tuna Carpaccio, or that I have taken cooking classes where I learned how to make an Italian finger-food buffet?
I actually enjoy cooking and trying new things as long as it doesn't have any nasty brusselsprouts in it.
Now let my tell you what isn't on my top list of things to do and what has slowly sucked the joy out of cooking for me: trying to come up with things that will make the whole family happy. I have a teenager who wants meat with everything he eats. If it doesn't have meat it is a side dish for him.
Ham is not meat by the's just ham.
My littlest one doesn't eat any vegetables or fruit and basically just eats carbs. The middle child just likes to snack and rarely eats a whole meal, only to be hungry 30 minutes later and then moping around the house because she isn't allowed to eat....again.
Cooking for a teenage boy is a never-ending story; he is never full and always on the lookout for what to eat and I guess it tastes especially good if it is something that you have put aside for yourself as a special snack. Yesterday, my son bought me a little bag of Doritos, but when I went to eat them today I discoverd that he had eaten 98% of the bag.
I think of things to cook that are filling but I have to make double the food because he eats it for breakfast and the after dinner snack right before he goes to bed.
In the beginning of the week I sit down and make my plan of what to cook that week. I go to the grocery store. Most germans go every couple of days so they don't have a full cart but when I go my cart is spilling over. I have had people ask me if I was throwing a party. "Nope, I just have a teenager," is my answer. 
I buy ketchup, hotdogs and meat patties every week just for him......and that is just breakfast food.

One of my favorite things that they do is when I buy something new like vanilla and chocolate pudding and they eat all the vanilla and leave the chocolate because, all of a sudden chocolate is gross and I didin't get the memo.
Another favorite is when I buy something and they devour it and we run out after day two, but the next week when I buy it again, everybody treats it like the plague and I end up throwing it out.

You would think that I can kind of predict the eating habits of this family but I can't, so I tell myself that it is an adventure and I am just along for the ride.
Atleast that is how I feel sometimes, when I am sitting there trying to meal plan, like I was dragged along a dirt road facedown for hours.
I love my family, dammit.....

Take care,

Wednesday, February 4, 2015

The Birthday Flu

Imagine you are three years old and your family has been telling you for the last two weeks that you are having a birthday party with rainbow cake and presents, and then imagine you wake up two days before your birthday and you have the mother of all flus.
That is how my poor little Mia mouse has spent the whole week, the week that was supposed to be fun and excitement was instead spent with bloody stuffed up noses and a fever that has lasted 5 days.

 Sometimes being a toddler is just rough....

See ya later,