What are you waiting for…

March to April…April to May…May to June…June to July…That’s me counting in my head how many months it’s been since I posted last.  That really is shameful.  I mean really…you can’t come up with 1 hour in three and a half months time to spare, to write one little blog post.  It’s not that I’ve forgotten that I have one…by no means.  Every morning when I wake up my head reminds me that I really should write something today.  And every night when I lay my head down, it reminds me again that I didn’t accomplish this task.  This isn’t the only task hanging over my head everyday that I am reminded I didn’t accomplish.  I know I’m not alone in this world.  This world where you have so many good intentions, but you just never really get around to them.  Even though there are definitely times where I feel that I must be the only one failing so miserable at this life!  When I’m working on something I feel guilty that I should be playing on the floor with the baby, or reading a book with the 4 year old, or making the 10 year old get off the tv and do some kind of awesome, Pinterest inspired science project.  And if I’m doing one of these things, which isn’t very often (especially the Pinterest inspired science project), I feel guilty because I’m not working on some much needed project.  The dishes, the laundry, cleaning the floors, dusting, prepping meals, making lists, paying bills, painting all my unfinished flea market booth projects, finishing redecorating the boys rooms, and the list goes on and on…I see these people that seem to have it all together.  They are so full of energy.  They always plan the best activities with their families.  They’re losing weight and making money doing it.  They redo the best vintage furniture pieces.  They bake and sell the best decorated cakes.  Their children are active in multiple events and excel in them.  They have their own businesses.  They are always cooking some gourmet treat and somehow sneakily convincing their children to eat spinach hidden in a muffin.  Their DIY skills are through the roof.  They adopt other children (I can barely survive my own).  They write books, magazines, and blogs.  They can paint beautiful pictures.  They love to get down on the floor and play with their kids.  They are artist with a camera.  Their parties are the bomb (yes I said the bomb).  Their house is always perfectly decorated.  They exercise on a regular basis.   They are always full of wisdom. Honestly, I could go on and on.  Of course, I’m not speaking of just one woman…I’m speaking about all the different amazing qualities of the women that cross my path on a regular basis.  I aspire to just have a little bit of each of these women.  Everyday, I ask myself, what am I waiting for?  When am I going to get it together! I recently lost a very close loved one.  I’d dare to say she was one of my biggest fans.  She always supported me in my silly little ventures, like this blog, my flea market booth, and even got all on board with every silly little theme I had for each child’s birthday party.  She’d make sure the gift wrap and the card matched whatever the theme was! This world is just not the same without her.  One of the reasons I’ve had a hard time writing a blog post was because I knew she wouldn’t be there to read it.  The two birthdays we just celebrated were hard to plan also.  There weren’t any cards in the mail for the boys this time like there always has been over the years.  Her untimely death makes me question myself even more.  Life is so short, what are you waiting for?  I’d like to say that this is enough motivation to get myself in gear.  But, unfortunately, every morning I barely roll out of bed, I drag myself around all day, and then I plop back in bed having only accomplished the mandatory and not much else.  I wonder how other people see me.  Was she the only one that thought I did something impressive?  If so, what’s the point now?  I have so many thoughts go through my head.  I know I’m not the only one.  Life really is tough.  Life really is short.  Somehow I’m going to grab ahold of this concept and I’m going to make the most of this life…right after I take a nap, haha!  So, tomorrow I turn 38 (yeah, that’s probably what this whole post is really about) and I’m going to wake up and ask myself, “what are you waiting for?”…And this is going to be my answer…I’m not waiting on anything.  I’m doing the best I can with the season of life that I’m in.  I’m not always the best mother, wife or friend.  I don’t do everything Pinterest worthy.  I have extra weight because I birthed three beautiful boys.  I don’t eat right bc I’m to busy taking care of everyone else.  My house is clean and pretty enough for us.  My booth and blog are just a hobby, they don’t have to be worked on everyday.  I can cook any meal or make any DIY with a good recipe to follow.  My children are happy and healthy.  I strive to have wisdom even if I don’t always have time to gain it.  I care enough to want to be better and what I’m waiting for is the day when I look back and say “I did all that?  I didn’t do so bad after all!” =)

Here’s to a new year…and jicama sticks

So…I know that I haven’t posted in awhile (insert sad story of how busy I’ve been and everybody has been sick, blah, blah, blah) but I’m here now! One of my many New Years resolutions is to not procrastinate and catch up on things that aren’t really important, but I think about doing them often and then forget. Sometimes I think I make things seem harder to do, in my head, than they really are. You know what I’m doing right now…using my phone to write a blog post! I’ve also recently embraced the world of Snapchat. That’s right…I’m getting all kinds of high tech around here. Young folks might not understand, but there’s just something about the thought of typing on a phone that seems wrong. It probably has something to do with learning to type on an actual typewriter! That’s right…I’m old.

Now…where was I going with this? Oh yeah, my New Years resolutions…so, also I just want to be me and do things the way that makes me happy. If that means that I’m not going to have a “niche” on my blog, and just post whatever I feel like sharing at the time, than so be it! That’s why I’m posting something a little different today…funny videos of me trying jicama for the first time. Which leads me to another New Years resolution I have, eating healthy and losing weight. I started before Christmas, which was hard, but I think it was easier than starting after New Years for some reason. Maybe because I started the year off knowing I had already started achieving my goal of losing weight and didn’t have to start from scratch! I have lost 10 pounds total to date! It didn’t hurt that I had pneumonia a few weeks ago and lost 6 pounds while sick, however I’ve already gained 3 back!

Let me set the stage for you…I hate healthy food. I don’t eat raw fruits or veggies. I grew up in Louisiana where our motto is, if it sits still long enough we can probably fry it! I mean we fry our healthy food to make it taste better. Learning to eat healthier has been a small struggle for me. I did, just recently, embrace the “zoodle”. But that is because I can put sauces on it, haha! So my cousin and I were talking about eating healthy stuff. I mentioned that I didn’t know what other than some kind of healthy chip to eat my guacamole on. She responds with “I guess you can eat it on a jicama stick”. I just laughed because when she said jicama (sounds to me like hick-a-ma) I just assumed she was being funny and meaning that as a funny way to describe some weird hippy, no taste snack with no fat, no carbs, no calories and no flavor, haha! When I realized she was serious I pleaded my case with, we don’t have those here at our stores. Guess what? I found one this morning at the grocery store I go to every week. I didn’t take any pictures of my jicama, but just do a quick google search. It’s not to appealing in the veggie aisle. No wonder I’ve passed it up so many times! So, please enjoy my videos of me trying jicama and laugh with me because if you can’t laugh at yourself…laugh at others…who laugh at themselves!

No phone to call your own?

Well, y’all, I’ve been busy, busy as usual…I had a post in mind to write titled “No Time to Carve a Pumpkin”, but as it turns out, if you don’t have time to carve a pumpkin, then you probably don’t have time to write a blog post, haha!  Since, time change, I wake up at odd hours so I thought I’d jot down a quick post about something I’ve been thinking about the last few days.  Mostly so I will stop thinking about it, but if it helps someone else out by reading it then I guess I will have killed two birds with one stone.  Ok, here it is…Yes, I am attached to my phone!  There I said it…(insert gasp from older generation).  And furthermore…I’m not ashamed about it! (Insert deeper gasp by older generation).  Ok, ok, so what am I talking about here?  The other day in bible study we somehow got on the subject of people (aka younger generation) being addicted to their phones.  My bible study is a wonderful mix of older and younger women all in different stages of their lives.  And, I know we have all learned something from each other.  But, as we were discussing this, I admit, I just kept quiet and kind of laughed to myself.  Why?  Because if you took my phone away from me I would freak out and honestly I don’t see a problem with that.  Why?  Because we live in different times and my phone is a very important tool in my life.  I admit that I have my phone with me from the time I wake up to the time I go to bed.  It sleeps beside me.  Now, mostly because my husband travels and I want to be available to talk to him if he calls at any given time, but also because I use it for everything!  Literally…everything!  I admit there are those occasional times when I use it as an outlet to escape the real world.  Example…if my kids are screaming and being obnoxious, I will zone out and read about everyone else’s life on Facebook for about 5 minutes.  And, maybe that’s not the best idea, but here are all the good things I use my phone for:

-My phone is my alarm clock.

-It is my devotional book.

-It is my Bible (mostly only on Sunday mornings because I figure 2-3 bags and 3 kids is enough to carry in and if God can’t forgive me for reading the scripture on my phone then I can just use the copy on the back of the pew).

-It’s my weather channel.

-Any news I learn is from my phone (because we don’t have live TV).

-I keep my grocery list on my phone.

-It is my calendar and it sends me reminders!

-I shop for groceries and other items from my phone.

-I store coupons on my phone.

-It is my camera and camcorder.

-It is my calculator.

-It is my map.

-It is my radio.

-I read my emails on my phone.

-I pay bills on my phone.

-I deposit checks on my phone.

-I balance my checkbook with my phone.

-I keep recipes on my phone.

-I run my little online store mostly with my phone.

-I scrapbook with my phone.

-I can use my printer from my phone.

-I keep up with my blog through my phone.

-I stay in touch and laugh with my sister-in-law that’s 8 hours away by using my phone to send each other funny videos about taking care of the kids and housework.

-I stay connected to my husband when he’s gone and his kids get to actually see him and talk with him all because of my phone.

So, as you can see…I really use my phone.  Now, I’m writing this because I want the generations to understand each other.  We are not parents walking around like zombies on our phone (well, some might be). Ok “older generation” picture this…if you were back in that young parenting stage of your life and people in your bible study had said “Ok, you’re spending too much time with your tools, it’s a bad example for your kids.  We need you to hand over your:  Alarm clock, devotional, bible, newspaper, television, grocery list, calendar, coupons, camera and camcorder, calculator, all your maps, radio, letters, checkbook and register, recipe book and photo albums and you’re not allowed to communicate with your friends and family…Do you think you would’ve laughed a little to yourself?

So, in conclusion, No, I will not give up my phone and I’m not going to feel guilty for it!  And, I’m going to laugh to myself when the older generation is appalled by that decision, haha!


Side note:  None of my writings are meant to offend anyone, so please read this in a very light-hearted, teasing, semi-sarcastic tone!  Thanks!


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Pig Says…

Pig just wanted to hop on and say…Happy Fall Y’all!  He wanted to tell  you the other day, on the actual first day of fall, but the weather was just too hot to be in the fall spirit!  Now, that the weather has cooled off a bit and he’s been shopping for pumpkins this morning, he felt better about spreading some “Pumpkin Spice” cheer…


I wear many hats…well, actually I carry bags

So, I know y’all have heard the saying about a person “wearing many hats”…well I don’t wear hats, but I do carry many bags!  This occurred to me yesterday as I was trying to carry all of our bags from the vehicle back into the house yesterday afternoon.  All days are busy, but a few days of the week are a little bit busier than most.  This picture is a collection of all the bags I have to keep up with on those two days combined.  This picture shows you three backpacks saying that I am a mother to three boys.  I carry them to school, pre-school and Mother’s Day Out.  I carry them to their church activities-Awana and Cubbies.  You can see my Bible implying that I even get a little time to myself to go to my own bibles studies (not that I have time for the homework, which is what I should be doing now instead of blogging).   In the back is my “projects” bag.  It’s large enough for a binder.  Right now I’m in the middle of planning our churches fall festival.  Sometimes it’s a birthday party, or an activity for Awana, or a PTA project like teacher appreciation week.  And, right in the middle is my purse (on the days I’m lucky enough to bring it instead of my huge diaper bag/backpack) reminding me that I’m a woman too not just a mom!  I know that my children are still small and I know there will be a lot more and completely different types of bags in our future.  And, there are many jobs I do that I don’t have a bag to show for it, still I tend to compare my bags to everyone else’s bags…How does this one keep all her bags together?  How do they accomplish so many bags?  Why can’t I seem to keep up with their bags?  What are they thinking about my bags?  Ok, I know that sounds silly, but you get my point…I compare myself to other moms.  I wish I didn’t, but it’s just out there in our face everyday…especially on social media.  Everyone posts their picture perfect moments.  Everybody has an opinion (including me).  Everybody thinks they’ve got it figured out and need to tell you how to do it.  Strangers are judging strangers and posting their business on social media for all the world to judge.  Y’all it horrifies me!  What if someone snapped a picture of me, in one of my less than desirable moments, with one of my children and posted it for everyone to criticize!!! I believe that I can use my blog to encourage other mothers…to be a positive noise in this world of “perfect chaos”.  The irony of it all is, you can think “boy I am one hot mess” comparing yourself to that other mom and the whole time another mom is comparing herself to you saying the same thing!  So, let me just fix this problem for all of us and say…Not one single mom on this planet is perfect!  You’re welcome…so get up, stop reading my opinions (until my next post, haha), grab your bags, and get on your way of doing what you’re suppose to be doing!  Not what everybody else is doing, or what they think you should be doing, or what you think you should be doing…but, what God put you here to do!

Things I Use To Do

Hey y’all…missed me yet?  I know I’ve been slacking on writing on my blog, but they say that distance makes the heart grow fonder…did it work?  In my defense, this summer has been busy with vacations, weddings, projects, and birthday parties!  Seems the older I get, the harder it is to multi-task…Maybe I will get around to sharing some things from my summer with you soon.  Until, then I thought I’d just do a little writing about “Things I used to do”.  My friend tagged me the other day in a memory with this picture.  Yep, I used to make cakes…for fun (insert tone of how was that ever possible).  I tried making a cake for my middle son’s birthday a few months ago, only because it was too late to order one, and fun was not how I would describe it.  Even when I was doing it for fun, I hated my work, it was never “perfect” enough.  I didn’t charge nearly enough for the amount of time I put into them.  Now, when I look back, I think they weren’t so bad.  This particular cake was one of my favorites.  I loved the inside layers with all the different colors!  But, I also think…how did I ever do that?  Do you do that?  Look back on something you did and wonder how in the world you ever accomplished that?  I guess it’s because we all go through different seasons in our lives.  I suppose that’s the way life is supposed to go.  I keep telling myself that I’m going to blink and the house will be empty and I’ll have time for all the hobbies I can stand.  So, I try to savor the daily madness around here.  It’s hard when you’re in the midst of it, I know!  But, this season too shall pass.  I’m sure I’ll look back at pictures one day and think “how in the world did I keep three kids dressed and fed” haha!  Until, that day I’ll just keep on keeping on and try my best not to compare who I am to who others are…we all used to do some awesome things and we are all doing something awesome right now, we just need time to see it from a different perspective to be able to appreciate those things.  So, even though I’m not able to do it all (even though I sometimes feel like everyone else around me is able to) I will know that I’m doing what I’m supposed to be doing at this time in my life…and so are you!

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Ants in My Mailbox

Yesterday I had ants in my mailbox…I know that in itself isn’t very interesting, but stay with me I do have a point.  Ever have one of those really ironic moments where the only option is to just laugh out loud like a mad person?  I did that yesterday…just burst out into insane laughter because of ants in my mailbox.  Ok y’all, I’m kidding, there’s more to it than that.  This is how the story goes.  I walked out to the mailbox to put a letter in for the mailman to pick up and when I opened the mailbox it was infested with tons of ants and ant eggs (I think that’s what they were carrying anyway).  It shocked me, but not too much because I’m noticing a pattern where this happens occasionally after a good rain.  So, anyway, I sent my husband out to exterminate them as quickly as possible so I could put my letter in the mail before the mailman came by.  You know, I wouldn’t want to have to drive in my air conditioned, over sized, fully loaded SUV to the post office (insert hint of sarcasm).  Well, anyway, he did the deed for me and cleaned them out and put my letter in the box…all was finished!  But then, maybe about an hour or so after, my oldest comes to me with his unopened ant farm he had received for Christmas.  Since, we moved in January we haven’t had time to get to it.  I was really busy yesterday and had already told him no to several things, so I felt compelled to indulge him with this request.  I open it up, find the coupon, order him some ants, and spend $5 on shipping for ANTS!  Well, I didn’t let the cheapskate in me get too upset because had it in my mind that it was probably special ants, breed specifically for ant farms, you know.  I was feeling pretty accomplished to at least get one thing done that he had asked me to do that day, while he was over there sulking because he read where it might take 2-5 weeks to get them.  When I picked it up to read I was surprised to see instructions on how to use ones from your own yard!  So, here I am waiting 2-5 weeks for $5 ants to come in my mailbox when I had a whole mailbox full of free ants already in there that morning (here is where you insert insane laughter)!  You know sometimes we are already provided with the things that we are going to need for that day, but we don’t have the patience to wait and see how we are going to need it or be able to use it.  It’s kind of like that whole making lemonade out of lemons thing…If I had just taken the time to think about it, I probably would’ve remembered the unopened ant farm and could’ve killed two birds with one stone, as they say.  So, I share this only to let you know that you’re not the only one with ironic moments and maybe when you come across a problem you can think back on the ants in my mailbox and see if there is a way to use your dis”ant”vantage (sorry, I couldn’t resist the urge to be corny) to your advantage!

To Sunscreen or Not To Sunscreen…That is the Question!

toxic sunscreen

Lordy y’all…I was stressed out yesterday.  No, it’s not because I’ve been working on a particularly tedious post about decorating my shelves on a budget (stayed tuned).  Or, because I just found out that I finally got a booth in a local flea market (I’ve only been on the waiting list for three years and I just recently let go of a lot of things I could’ve used in it).  Or, because I’m trying to balance those things on top of playing with the family this summer all while maintaining somewhat of a normal routine of housekeeping, cooking, bill paying, etc.  No, it’s none of these things.  It’s because of sunscreen y’all!  Yes…sunscreen is the topic of great contemplation in my world right now.  It’s funny how sometimes you can hear or think about something and then all of the sudden it’s everywhere!  Well, right now mine is about sunscreen.  It all started the other day when I read something on Facebook about how bad spray on sunscreen is for you…Now, all I could think was “great…now that I just bought a double pack for our upcoming beach vacation (insert eye roll)”.  Somehow, every time I think I’m doing good something comes along to tell me I’m not.  I mean really, now sunscreen is killing us?  The alternative is no sunscreen, which they say is killing us also (insert double eye roll).   So, I decided to shrug it off for this summer and just go with it.  After all, I could just focus on the fact that I got a pretty good deal on a double pack with two extra little bottles.  That would at least satisfy the voices in my head that tell me I must bargain shop and get everything as cheaply as I can in order to be a good homemaker, right?  But, I can’t lie, it still nagged at me a little bit as I carried on with my next few days.  So, then  yesterday a Facebook friend posted this awesome post by a mom about, what else…sunscreen!  Basically, she says if you don’t already have anxiety you’re probably going to if you keep listening to all the “advice” we are bombarded with everyday on social media.  She hit the nail on the head!  I have got to stop letting everything get in my head.  I am too much of perfectionist for this!  If you tell me I’m not doing one thing right, I’ll freak out and not do anything right.  Yep, it’s true, I’m an all or nothing kind of gal.  If I think my sunscreen is killing my kids, then I might as well start serving ice cream for supper everyday.  I’m already killing them off with the sunscreen anyway, might as well fix ’em their last meal just incase, right?  I decided to try and forget about it, because she was right.  You can’t focus on everything without going crazy so just do what you can and enjoy your family!  But, hold on, because right after I was done reading this, one of my good friends asked on Facebook if anybody knew where the post was about toxic sunscreen!  I was like…it’s everywhere, it’s everywhere!!!  So, I politely mentioned that I had seen one about the spray on kind and then went about my day.  I unintentionally ignored my phone for awhile, because I was out shopping for stuff for my booth-now that I had already gotten rid of everything I was saving for it (insert eye roll again).  When I looked down, at my phone (ironically while in the same discount store where I had purchased my toxic death spray) I see it is exploding with notifications about people responding to her about…wait for it…SUNSCREEN!  I mean really…you people truly are way better than me and I don’t say that sarcastically!  I wish I had the ability to stay on top of all these little details.  But, for now, I can’t.  That’s the place that I’m at in my life right now, and maybe you are too.  Just know that it’s ok and you are definitely not the only one!  With all this seriousness let me leave you with a little funny…My oldest and I have been watching clips of Tim Hawkins.  One of my favorite is about his childhood and surviving the “bug truck“.  He says his came by once a week, ours came by every evening during the summer!  I’m just believing that if we survived the bug truck then my kids surely can survive a summer of Neutrogena spray on sunscreen!  With all this said, I hope you have a great summer, and if you need me we’ll be the ones sitting over in the shade!

Pig Says…

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Pig wants you to know that some days you feel like you’re going to fly and some days you eat Nutella for lunch…and that’s ok!  Tomorrow is another day, so give yourself a break, take a deep breath, get a little rest and wake up ready to fly!

If you want to read more things that my pig has to say then check out this previous post…This pig’s going to fly.

My Not so “Pin”iful Life…Oh and Chicken Burritos

chicken burritos

Ok y’all…so this post is really more about life than it is chicken burritos, but I thought I’d give you a  twofer.  I love beautiful things, and Pinterest is great, I love all the ideas, but let’s face it…life is mostly not “pin” iful.  Supper is not always rosemary steaks and cauliflower “mashed potatoes”.  Most of the time it’s, well…chicken burritos.  The other day in my post about my flying pig I was all motivated, but this week has really gotten to me with this whole blogging thing.  I am by no means a photographer, which is almost a requirement.  And my life, is by no means very “pin”iful (I mean really, I’m not even sure I remembered to brush my teeth this morning).  I was getting wrapped up in all the glamour of Pinterest, and hoping I could be as awesome as everybody else.  I want my pins to look as glamourous as everyone else’s.  I was feeling motivated.  I was practicing my camera skills, and I use that term loosely because all I have is my camera on my phone.  If I had a good camera I’m sure it would get broken around here anyway.  I was going to attempt a beautiful post with “pin”iful pictures and then…my basement took on a little water.  I had to move everything upstairs as quickly as possible.  Now, don’t get me wrong, I am very thankful that I happened upon the water coming in, in time to get my important stuff out and safe, but it had me feeling defeated.  How can I blog, how can I work and learn, how can I have a “pin”iful life when I’m living a real life?  But, this morning I woke up, I decided to adjust my attitude, and I decided to just be real.  Maybe one day I can have beautiful posts and awesome pictures to share on Pinterest, but for now I am just going to share with you my real life…and my real life is chicken burritos.

“Pin”iful Chicken Burritos (This is going to be pretty simple):

-Some chicken (I used 2 chicken breasts because it’s just me and the two boys eating tonight and one doesn’t really eat anyway)

-Taco Seasoning (I make my own homemade version, but honestly if I hadn’t had any already made up then this would have turned into grilled chicken bites)

-Salt to taste

-Toppings of your choice (I had sour cream, cheese (pre-shredded tonight), taco sauce and an avocado


Directions:  Chop up your chicken into bite size pieces throw in your skillet with a little oil, toss in taco seasoning and salt to taste, toss around on medium to medium low until fully cooked.  I always pick the thickest piece of chicken and cut it in half to check and make sure it is cooked through.  I’m guessing you can figure out the rest, but just incase…warm up your tortillas, add chicken and toppings of your choice, fold and eat.  Be sure to snap a couple of pictures on your phone (notice no picture of the actually burrito because that’s about the time things got a little crazy trying to feed everybody and I forgot…so just use your imagination please).  Then throw the pictures together in a collage, add some fancy writing and viola…”pin”iful chicken burritos.  By the way the oldest loved them more than most things I spend hours on and of course, the middle didn’t touch it.

So, now, I want to hear from you…What are your go to, quick and easy, super “pin”iful supper ideas???