Quiet. Shy. A Peacemaker. A Pleaser. That’s how I’d describe myself growing up. Since having 4 kids, being their advocate when dealing with teachers, medical specialists and school administration, and moving around a lot, I’ve come out of my shell. My family would agree that I’ve become opinionated. And fortunately (or not) I’m not afraid …
One sock, Two sock, Red sock, Blue sock, From the singles pile you wish you could walk Out of the laundry room to find your perfect match Who you haven’t been with since the last whites batch. As a couple you entered this house to live, Your warmth, reinforced toe and comfort to give. Now …
Mud. Dried mud. Technically it would be called dirt, I suppose. Whatever it’s called, someone tracked it all over my house this morning. I won’t name names but I could tell who it was as I followed the path around with my vacuum after the kids were bouncing down the road on the yellow kidmobile …
One good thing came of the trainwreck this week. I spent some time at the second hand store searching for costume accessories. Hey, if I was going to hack my way through the song, at least I could look good doing it. Second-hand stores are not on my normal shopping route, although with this economy …
I’m Going to He** in a handbasket… Tonight… At precisely 7:00… On the stage of our church… (Get there early for good seats) It’s going to be a trainwreck. The women of our church meet once a month on a Tuesday night for a little inspiration, instruction, and calorie-laden dessert. This month our topic is …
Dear Fitness Instructor, WHAT was THAT all about this morning? I’ve been coming to this class for 6 months now and it’s never been THIS hard! I will cut you some slack because I know you were just subbing. Perhaps Cheryl failed to explain the intricacies of our 5:30 AM Strength Training class in Studio …
Someday I’ll wake up and not have little toothbrushes to put away… Someday, I won’t have damp pink towels to hang up… Someday I won’t have elfin shoes to hunt for in the corners of my house… Someday my windows won’t have crayon dogs drawn on them… Someday I won’t have a playroom strewn with …
I found myself in Walmart this morning in the cleaning aisle with my nose pressed to all the different fabric softener sheet selections. I’m sure I elicited a few strange and curious stares. But I didn’t care. I was out of sheets and my laundry was suffering from some serious static cling. Why not just …
Congratulations to Shannon, Cricket and Jennifer for winning my giveaway. Some handmade fun will be in the mail by tomorrow! As I was rereading my new years resolutions post, something jumped out at me. I realized I used two words together that really have no place sharing the same post. It happened when I said; …
After a fun-filled week of celebrating, we’re home again. (I’ll post some pictures tomorrow when I have the desire to upload and sort through them all.) Christmas is packed away for another year, the kids are stocked up with fun for another year, and I’m sitting here conflicted. Yes. Conflicted. I know I should conjure …