The Good
I am in school! Yes, I am in school! after 6 years of no schooling, I take that back, after 6 years of not being in an actual class room.. I am now in my second week of school. This is good. Really good. I waited so long! Everything happens for a reason though!
The Bad
Humm. This is hard. Oh! I spent to much money this past weekend. The brew fest was fun! Don't get me wrong, I would do it all again! The night before I was out celebrating my brother in laws birthday (which cost money going out of course) and then the following night was Brew fest. TOO MUCH MONEY SPENT! Good thing we get paid this week.
The Thankfulness
I am so greatly thankful for the opportunity to go back to school. Thankful that financially we are able. Thankful that my mom can keep my chica while I am in school. Thankful that it is actually here. I am excited. Thankful that I have the motivation and confident that I am going to rock it!
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Sunday, August 28, 2011
The best cleaning day ever!
A few weekends ago, Madyson had her 4th Birthday Party. It turned out amazing. Today, we are writing Thank You Notes. I was going to let her write them out herself but, she gets bored of writing. This time I decided to let her tell me what to put in the note and I would write them out. They are so funny to read. She said I love you and miss you in each other them. Over and over. In one, she told the person that she hope they like the presents that they got her. HA, I laugh because who would get a present for another person that they themselves did not like. Also, this person was pretty proud of her present she got Mady.
We had to take a break for the Thank You notes because playing with stickers is way more fun.
We spent the day cleaning. It feels so good to start the week off with a clean house. As I was cleaning the bathroom, Madyson runs in and ask to help. I don't really want her cleaning the toilet (yet) so we made a chore chart for her.
(sorry about the quality of the photo)
She did a wonderful job. It was nice not having her ask me what to do. She just looked at the pictures and did what was needed. The bedroom didn't get done because honestly I just didn't want to do it. We will get to that this week. I think I am going to continue the chart chore system. Melissa and Doug make a great one.
During the house cleaning, we did take a few breaks and play.
Such as:
holding Mae
(while cleaning out the hamster cage)
Making a seesaw that didn't work
and then making another seesaw that almost worked
Mady started getting creative (which is nothing new) and threaded a balloon through the tshirt thing to make a pulley and also a kite.
We also rode brooms around the house with a certain little one squealing at the top of her lungs in the highest pitch possible. She did not want to be like other witches so she turned her broom around backwards.
Then there was the bed with no sheets. Some how or another, this seem to be the best thing in the world that ever happen. I never knew that taking the sheets off a bed could make a person so happy. Actually that is a lie, when she was little she had a crib and then a toddler bed. Every time I took that little air filled mattress off the bed and took the sheets off, she would have the time of her life. I wonder if this enjoyment will follow her into adult hood?!
Now my little chica is fast asleep, the house is super clean, and I am waiting on my husband to get home with dinner. Today was one of the most fun cleaning days I have ever had! Now, lets see if we can keep it this clean until next weekend.
p.s. Thank You notes are finished and will be mailed in the next day. I just need stamps.
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Choked up in class?!
I have not been to school in 6 years. That is crazy to say, think about, and even wrap my head around. Mainly because I feel like I just left high school 3 years ago. When I went to Chattanooga State, my mind was just not in it. I went to class until I found a friend to skip class with. I did my homework until I met a guy (my now husband) and decided that talking on the phone to him was more important. I paid attention until the teacher bored me. I studied for test until I realized that regardless of if I studied, I was going to fail. I didn't expect much out of myself. I didn't have the motivation for it. I was in no way ready for school. So, during the second semester I dropped out. I did go to nail school (and finished it) but then I got pregnant. While I was a stay at home mom, I did online classes for property management. I used that education to get a job at an Apartment Community which I did very well at for 2.5 years. There was no room for me to move up, get pay raise, or really succeed any more than what I already had unless I switched communities. After some thought, I decided there was no way I could spend my life dealing with people's every day living situations without helping them in a positive way. I could not deal with seeing the way people live, drank, smoked, and treated their kids along with not paying rent.
I had been patiently waiting since the birth of my daughter (who is now 4) for the right time and opportunity to go back to school. Well people, the time has come! The time is here! Today was my 2nd day of classes.
That is right, I am back in school. My first semester is only 6 weeks. I have 2 classes that are both 2 hours long back to back in the same classroom. 4 days a week. The teachers are husband and wife. Class one. Oral Communications. Class Two. Career Development. Therefore, spending 4 days a week in the same class with the exact same people for 4 hours a day and a husband/wife teaching, I feel like I am in a 4 hours class. It is LONG. Only a 10 min. break in between. It is LONG.
Anyways, that was just all the background on my 2 day schooling.
While in Oral Communications today, the teacher was talking about graduation. She went on to mention that some people feel like that are failures because they did not go to or finish school right when they graduated high school. That people come back to school so they don't feel like such a loser. Most the students in my class have kids. Most are actually single moms. As she started talking and I really started listening I got choked up. Choked up in class on my second day. The teacher started talking about the impression that it makes on a child to actually see their parents go to school. That when parents finish school before the child is born, it does have many benefits such as being easier to do well, being easier to go to class, setting up yourself with a good job before the baby is born, and so on. The difference is that as the child grows up, they know the parent went to school to get where they are at and provide for the child. They do not see the struggle, the homework, the motivation to better yourself. This is so true! The teacher went on to not think of yourself as a loser or that you failed. Think of yourself setting a visible example to your children that you can and you will do what need to for their future. This hit me. Mady knew it was my first day. She actually sat next to me while I did my homework for a while on the couch tonight. She visually watched me to my school. She sees me leave in the morning to go to class. It is making a visual impression on my 4 year old that will last a life time! She will be proud of me. Another thing the teacher brought up was graduation. I had not thought about graduation and walking across the stage. Then she said, your children will be there. How many parents can say that their child watched them walk across the stage clapping and yelling. OMG. This excites me! Mady will be almost 6 when I graduate (the first time, because I will be continuing for my Bachelors in Applied Science after these 2 years) She will understand that I have accomplished what she saw me working at for 2 years. This is going to be amazing. As I am sitting there all choked up I realized that this was why God had me wait. This is why "my" time did not come until now. Maybe Mady needed me and I needed her to see me struggle at and accomplish a goal. Everything does happen for a reason doesn't it?!
I had been patiently waiting since the birth of my daughter (who is now 4) for the right time and opportunity to go back to school. Well people, the time has come! The time is here! Today was my 2nd day of classes.
That is right, I am back in school. My first semester is only 6 weeks. I have 2 classes that are both 2 hours long back to back in the same classroom. 4 days a week. The teachers are husband and wife. Class one. Oral Communications. Class Two. Career Development. Therefore, spending 4 days a week in the same class with the exact same people for 4 hours a day and a husband/wife teaching, I feel like I am in a 4 hours class. It is LONG. Only a 10 min. break in between. It is LONG.
Anyways, that was just all the background on my 2 day schooling.
While in Oral Communications today, the teacher was talking about graduation. She went on to mention that some people feel like that are failures because they did not go to or finish school right when they graduated high school. That people come back to school so they don't feel like such a loser. Most the students in my class have kids. Most are actually single moms. As she started talking and I really started listening I got choked up. Choked up in class on my second day. The teacher started talking about the impression that it makes on a child to actually see their parents go to school. That when parents finish school before the child is born, it does have many benefits such as being easier to do well, being easier to go to class, setting up yourself with a good job before the baby is born, and so on. The difference is that as the child grows up, they know the parent went to school to get where they are at and provide for the child. They do not see the struggle, the homework, the motivation to better yourself. This is so true! The teacher went on to not think of yourself as a loser or that you failed. Think of yourself setting a visible example to your children that you can and you will do what need to for their future. This hit me. Mady knew it was my first day. She actually sat next to me while I did my homework for a while on the couch tonight. She visually watched me to my school. She sees me leave in the morning to go to class. It is making a visual impression on my 4 year old that will last a life time! She will be proud of me. Another thing the teacher brought up was graduation. I had not thought about graduation and walking across the stage. Then she said, your children will be there. How many parents can say that their child watched them walk across the stage clapping and yelling. OMG. This excites me! Mady will be almost 6 when I graduate (the first time, because I will be continuing for my Bachelors in Applied Science after these 2 years) She will understand that I have accomplished what she saw me working at for 2 years. This is going to be amazing. As I am sitting there all choked up I realized that this was why God had me wait. This is why "my" time did not come until now. Maybe Mady needed me and I needed her to see me struggle at and accomplish a goal. Everything does happen for a reason doesn't it?!
Sunday, August 21, 2011
A pinterest birthday party a.k.a.. under the sea
Have I mentioned I love pinterest? Well, just in case I have not.. I LOVE PINTEREST!!
I get all my ideas for my home, clothes, storage, decor, sayings, and hair... I also get ideas for Parties!
My chica just had her 4th birthday. That is another blog in itself, but I based her birthday party off of pinterest. Well, I didn't base it off but I got ALL my ideas from pinterest.
The theme was Under the Sea. She wanted a jungle theme, but in our downstairs basement we had to take the ceiling down in spots to look for the bees that moved in with us last spring. We didn't put the ceiling back because 1. it wasn't that easy, and 2. we want a different ceiling. The ceiling looked horrible and with missing parts so I knew I was going to have to do something to cover it. This lead me to and under the sea theme. I could cover the ceiling with blue cloth to make us feel like we were under the sea. That is exactly what I did!
I get all my ideas for my home, clothes, storage, decor, sayings, and hair... I also get ideas for Parties!
My chica just had her 4th birthday. That is another blog in itself, but I based her birthday party off of pinterest. Well, I didn't base it off but I got ALL my ideas from pinterest.
The theme was Under the Sea. She wanted a jungle theme, but in our downstairs basement we had to take the ceiling down in spots to look for the bees that moved in with us last spring. We didn't put the ceiling back because 1. it wasn't that easy, and 2. we want a different ceiling. The ceiling looked horrible and with missing parts so I knew I was going to have to do something to cover it. This lead me to and under the sea theme. I could cover the ceiling with blue cloth to make us feel like we were under the sea. That is exactly what I did!
Here are the things I found on pinterest that I knew I would be doing. Mine all turned out amazing, but some of the pictures don't show you how amazing they were.. You will get the idea though.
The string of balloons, net decor, I loved the napkins, pizza bread (aka my coral pizza), the penutbutter and jelly fish, octo dip, sand dollar cookies, stuffed baguette (I did mine with spinach dip for seaweed) and the submarine.
Below are my party foods and decor.
Food:
Seaweed Bites (baguette stuffed with spinach dip)
Shrimp Cocktail
Sand dollar Cookies on Sand (crumbled Graham crackers.. made by my mom)
Coral Pizza (cheesy bread cut in checkered board dip it is pizza sauce)
Octo Veggie Dip
Penutbutter and Jelly Fish (PBJ cut out in fish shapes)
Fruit Tray
Shark Bites (pigs in a blanket.. made my my sister)
The party was a wonderful success and I will blog about the party at a later time. There are so many pictures I have to go through. But I just want to say:
Thank you Pinterest for amazing ideas!
Grow like Kent
When I asked my chica what she wanted for her birthday, she said a plant. A real plant, not a fake one. So, that is what she got (along with tons of other things). She loves to water it and talk to it. I am pretty sure at one point in my life I heard that if you talk to the plants, they grow faster.
This is her tree..
While she was watering it today. She starts talking to it.
Then I hear her say....
"Tree, I want you to grow like Kent."
Kent is her very tall uncle.
I asked .. "did you just say you want your tree to grow like Kent?"
She says.. "Yes, I want it to grow like Kent"
as she is motioning her hands in a grow tall way.
Other than it being really funny she said that. It also amazes me that she thinks like that. She could have said I want you to grow tall. She doesn't say things in a simple thought matter though. Her thought was Kent. Kent is tall. She didn't want it to be tall, she wanted it to be tall like Kent. I can not really explain what I am trying to say other than the way her brain works, the way it processes what she means, the way she decides to say what she is thinking, it all amazes me. Putting two and two together. The way she so quickly puts two things together in the situation she is talking or thinking.
Her brain is amazing.
Just saying..
Friday, August 12, 2011
I believe in this to the core!
In life God doesn't give you the people you want, instead He gives you the people you need. To teach you, to hurt you, to love you, and make you exactly the way you should be.
I believe is this to the core. To the core of my being! I always say that people come and go in our life for a reason. When people leave your life, it is because they are done teaching you or learning from you. I think this is why friends come and go. Even family in some situations. We may look at that person who is no longer in our life and think; what did they do for me? If they come in our life for a reason, why were they in my life? The answer is not always right there. You may not know the answer until years and years down the road. Also, they might not have been in your life, you may have been in theirs. To teach them. You may also think; well this person is no longer in my life because it they were not good. They were not good for my life. This is true, the wrong people come in our life and they are not good for us but, you do learn. You learn what you do not want to be, you learn what you do not want, and you learn how to handle people that you done want. It really is that simple.
It drives me crazy when people say; Why is it this person or why is it that person. Why did God have me deal with this person. Why did God have me meet this person. DUH.. there is a reason. A reason for everything. And if the smallest thing you take from a person is that you never want to meet, be with, or even act like that person... then that is enough. It isn't small. No lesson is small.
I know in my life, I have many people come and go. Friends, people on the street, even family. As I have gotten older, I try to take something from most people I encounter.
p.s. When you meet a person that is not "up to par" in your book, always remember; you do not know what is going on in that persons life. You do not know what their day or week has been like.
Thursday, August 11, 2011
The Good, The Bad, The Thankfulness
The Good
This week is huge for me. It is a week of celebration. A week to thank God for so much. It is my anniversary week. It is my daughters birthday week. On 8.12.08 Madyson Jade was born. Tomorrow, she will be 4 (if you cant do the math). On 8.09.08 I married my best friend. As of today, we have been married 3 years and 2 days. The good is that Zak and I have such an amazing relationship. Over the past year we have grown closer to each other and to God. We have realized that our relationship would not be if it was not for God and that it can only grow stronger if we live by God's word of a relationship. Now, we are not perfect. I still like to be in control and "bossy" but I am learning to step back. I am learning to let my Husband be the Husband God wants him to be. Not the one I WANT him to be. Mady is the most amazing little girl. I have never loved anything in my life the way I love her. It blow my mind that tomorrow she will be 4 years old.
The Bad
Oh the bad.. oh the bad.. being that this week is a celebration week. It also means it is a spending week. Money Money Money. I know we do not have to spend money on Mady to make her happy. I also feel that if we are able to, why not. It is not promised that we will always be able to spend on her presents and party. I also skipped a day of working out to take Mady birthday shopping. That is bad and good depending on how you look at it.
The Thankfulness
Thankful. This week there is so much to be thankful for. I am thankful for a healthy soon to be 4 year old. I am thankful for the person she is and the person she is becoming. I am thankful for my husband who stands by me in everything, holding my hand regardless. I am thankful for myself. Myself being a wonderful mom and wife. I love being a mom and wife. I love my life. I am thankful for God. If it was not for him, I would not have the life that I love.
This week is huge for me. It is a week of celebration. A week to thank God for so much. It is my anniversary week. It is my daughters birthday week. On 8.12.08 Madyson Jade was born. Tomorrow, she will be 4 (if you cant do the math). On 8.09.08 I married my best friend. As of today, we have been married 3 years and 2 days. The good is that Zak and I have such an amazing relationship. Over the past year we have grown closer to each other and to God. We have realized that our relationship would not be if it was not for God and that it can only grow stronger if we live by God's word of a relationship. Now, we are not perfect. I still like to be in control and "bossy" but I am learning to step back. I am learning to let my Husband be the Husband God wants him to be. Not the one I WANT him to be. Mady is the most amazing little girl. I have never loved anything in my life the way I love her. It blow my mind that tomorrow she will be 4 years old.
The Bad
Oh the bad.. oh the bad.. being that this week is a celebration week. It also means it is a spending week. Money Money Money. I know we do not have to spend money on Mady to make her happy. I also feel that if we are able to, why not. It is not promised that we will always be able to spend on her presents and party. I also skipped a day of working out to take Mady birthday shopping. That is bad and good depending on how you look at it.
The Thankfulness
Thankful. This week there is so much to be thankful for. I am thankful for a healthy soon to be 4 year old. I am thankful for the person she is and the person she is becoming. I am thankful for my husband who stands by me in everything, holding my hand regardless. I am thankful for myself. Myself being a wonderful mom and wife. I love being a mom and wife. I love my life. I am thankful for God. If it was not for him, I would not have the life that I love.
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
a little bit of judging..
ATTENTION: this post contains a little bit of judging..
While we were eating tonight, at Outback, I saw this family come in. They sat at the table right in my view. You know, that view, the one where it seems like the only place your eyes look. I noticed that she was a larger lady. Actually I also noticed her feet didn't touch the floor from the booth but that is not what my issue was. Like I said, she is a larger lady. Her husband or man or whatever he was, he was an average man. A little weight but nothing much. Then I noticed her son. He was no older than 11. He was a chunky boy. A very chunky boy. You know, all that is fine. It is fine that they have some weight on them. I mean heck, all of America has weight on them. When they ordered, I noticed something though. The lady. The MOM. She was talking to the man as she salted her food. She was going back and forth over her entire plate. Not one time did she look at her plate. Just kept salting and salting. It was one of the salters that you have to twist the end to make it come out. She knew she was salting it. The Entire Plate. This erked me. Not only did I wasn't to yell out "Enough Sodium Already" but they boy. That is all I could think about. The boy. Why does this lady not see that she is setting her son up for a hard life when it comes to his weight. Why does she not want to prevent him from the struggles I am sure she has with her own weight. I don't think kids should have to worry about weight. I don't want kids to be self conscious. He was young. The mom though, she should set an example. Fix healthy food, eat healthy, make it a life style for all of them. STOP SALTING YOUR PLATE
It drove me crazy honestly. Poor boy. He doesn't even know the struggle he will probably have. I hope he doesn't. I really hope he doesn't struggle. More than likely he will. I don't mean to judge.. judge one plate.. at one restaurant.. for one minute. but.. I did judge. I judged and then vented. I judged that mom. I probably gave her a look. Not to her face because she didnt look at me.. or her salty plate, but I could not help but judge her. I hope I am wrong. I hope this was her "cheat" meal.. or her one plate of salt with some food on it for the month. I don't know. But it was wrong all in all. I don't think it would have bothered me as much if the boy wasn't there. It is her life her body, but it is also her son's future..
Come on people!!! Change the way you think.. or don't think..
While we were eating tonight, at Outback, I saw this family come in. They sat at the table right in my view. You know, that view, the one where it seems like the only place your eyes look. I noticed that she was a larger lady. Actually I also noticed her feet didn't touch the floor from the booth but that is not what my issue was. Like I said, she is a larger lady. Her husband or man or whatever he was, he was an average man. A little weight but nothing much. Then I noticed her son. He was no older than 11. He was a chunky boy. A very chunky boy. You know, all that is fine. It is fine that they have some weight on them. I mean heck, all of America has weight on them. When they ordered, I noticed something though. The lady. The MOM. She was talking to the man as she salted her food. She was going back and forth over her entire plate. Not one time did she look at her plate. Just kept salting and salting. It was one of the salters that you have to twist the end to make it come out. She knew she was salting it. The Entire Plate. This erked me. Not only did I wasn't to yell out "Enough Sodium Already" but they boy. That is all I could think about. The boy. Why does this lady not see that she is setting her son up for a hard life when it comes to his weight. Why does she not want to prevent him from the struggles I am sure she has with her own weight. I don't think kids should have to worry about weight. I don't want kids to be self conscious. He was young. The mom though, she should set an example. Fix healthy food, eat healthy, make it a life style for all of them. STOP SALTING YOUR PLATE
It drove me crazy honestly. Poor boy. He doesn't even know the struggle he will probably have. I hope he doesn't. I really hope he doesn't struggle. More than likely he will. I don't mean to judge.. judge one plate.. at one restaurant.. for one minute. but.. I did judge. I judged and then vented. I judged that mom. I probably gave her a look. Not to her face because she didnt look at me.. or her salty plate, but I could not help but judge her. I hope I am wrong. I hope this was her "cheat" meal.. or her one plate of salt with some food on it for the month. I don't know. But it was wrong all in all. I don't think it would have bothered me as much if the boy wasn't there. It is her life her body, but it is also her son's future..
Come on people!!! Change the way you think.. or don't think..
From one to four in less than a month...
If you know me, then you know I am not a "pet" person. I am not really an animal person. Let me explain because you are probably thinking I am crazy for not being an animal person. Notice I did NOT say that I don't like animals. I love animals. I love learning about animals. I love watching animals. I do not like touching, holding, or petting animals. I just don't. Unless I know the animal very well, I do not like the animal in my personal space or in my chicas space. (She loves animals and bugs of all kind and will hold/touch anything that moves or breathes. Even dead bugs she loves) Back to me though. When an animal moves towards me, my heart beats fast. I didn't have an experience in my past that I know about that made me this way. I have not even been stung by a bee. Petting zoos.. nope not for me! I like zoos though. I could watch and talk to them all day. They are behind a cage. Wild animals, love them.. as long as they do not come near me or at me. Other peoples pets, once I get to know them.. I like them. but still not a fan of the licking or rubbing on me.
When Zak and I bought our house, he couldn't wait a month to get a dog. I am not an inside pet person. Well really, I just don't like pets. If they could not make a sound, not need to be fed, not need to have attention, not chew or scratch thing, and not poo... they would be perfect. This is why I think a fish is the perfect pet. PERFECT PET!
Where were we? Molly.. yes, Zak had to get a dog. She is a cutie I must say. She is everything I wanted in a dog right down to the color of her fur and eyes. Most days I love her. I must admit, I don't spend time with her like other people do with their pet. but she is not mine.. she is Zak's. We have had her for a year now. Just her. Until recently. We did have 1 pet. Now we have 4! 4 pets I said!!
First we added a fish. I really didn't want another beta fish. I wanted something with a little more personality. When Zak and Mady went to get it, the lady kind of freaked out on him about putting a goldfish in a bowl. Really? Who doesn't put a goldfish in a bowl? Well, needless to say, we ended up with a beta.
When Zak and I bought our house, he couldn't wait a month to get a dog. I am not an inside pet person. Well really, I just don't like pets. If they could not make a sound, not need to be fed, not need to have attention, not chew or scratch thing, and not poo... they would be perfect. This is why I think a fish is the perfect pet. PERFECT PET!
Where were we? Molly.. yes, Zak had to get a dog. She is a cutie I must say. She is everything I wanted in a dog right down to the color of her fur and eyes. Most days I love her. I must admit, I don't spend time with her like other people do with their pet. but she is not mine.. she is Zak's. We have had her for a year now. Just her. Until recently. We did have 1 pet. Now we have 4! 4 pets I said!!
First we added a fish. I really didn't want another beta fish. I wanted something with a little more personality. When Zak and Mady went to get it, the lady kind of freaked out on him about putting a goldfish in a bowl. Really? Who doesn't put a goldfish in a bowl? Well, needless to say, we ended up with a beta.
This is not the best pic because it is hard to capture his beauty in a plastic bowl. The bowl is pretty freakin awesome though. It is plastic and changes colors. You can set a color, have the colors change fast, or have them dim slowly into another color. (We dim the slowly so the fish doesn't get a headache) I have to say, I love this fish. He swims, doesn't make a noise, doesn't smell bad, and is easy to feed!
For my chica's 4th birthday (which is this Friday) we decided to get her another pet. After looking at cages after cages, reading what is best, and looking at more cages.. we decided to use the 55 gallon tank we have at home. This tank would be so pretty with salt water fish in it, but that has not happened yet. We once had a lizard in it. For now though, it is the new mansion to some very lucky pets.
yes, we got hamsters. I do not hold hamsters (although, I did tonight for the first time since I was a little little girl.. it went ok.. I am way more scared of them than they are of me) Also, we did get two. Supposedly you can not put two hamsters together if they did not "grow up" together. Meaning, we could not decide to get the little girl a friend later on. This is what Zak and the guy told me. I am not sure how true it is though..
Above is Daisy Mae. aka Mae. She is so cute. My favorite. She is very calm, the smaller of the two, and the perfect gray color. (this is the one I held tonight)
Below is Jeta. She actually has red eyes in most lighting (I didn't want a red eye one but.. they were the only two in the cage and I really wanted the gray one. Mady wanted all of them, all colors. We let her choose between these two and two in another cage.. the two that didn't get chosen looked exactly alike so we wouldn't have been able to tell them apart very well.. good choice Mady!)
Anyways, Jeta. She has red eyes and is fast. Red eye JET plane. Fast like a JET. Mady felt like JET was a "boy" name so we went with Jeta. She is the dominant one. I have not held her.
All in all, I am happy with 4 pets. I love the fish. I love love the hamsters. I also truly do love Molly Brown.
Mady loves them all. She isn't scared in the least to touch them. She wants to hold them. Right there in the store she tried to pick one up. The fish she loves, she always see him and says.. he hasn't died yet. I assume this is because the last fish died. The hamsters play, she sits her chair right in front of the cage to watch them. Molly is still her favorite though. Nothing like a dog I guess.
Glow On!
So today, after shopping for myself, I went shopping for Mady's under the sea party. While at the dollar store, I ran across glow sticks. This reminded me of... can you guess... PINTEREST.. I saw a cool thing with glows ticks and mason jars! So, I grabbed a glow stick pack and to the homestead I headed.
I took a knife and sliced the end off. Then placed my finger over the hole and broke the glow stick up. Next I dumped the glow stick into the jar and went looking for a dark room..
I wonder how long it will glow?
Total cost, (I already had the mason jar) $1.00
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
They are becoming an obsession
Mason Jars! Mason Jars! Mason Jars! Mason Jars!
Mason Jars! Mason Jars! Mason Jars!
Mason Jars! Mason Jars! Mason Jars!
I have a new obsession. Can you guess what it is?
MASON JARS
I just recently became drawn to putting things in jars.
I am talking from food to bottle tops!
Crayons to quarters! Cotton balls to glowsticks!
Crayons to quarters! Cotton balls to glowsticks!
I bought my first set of mason jars to begin the new obsession. I decided to just do the fruit I bought and see how it kept. How it looked. How easy it was to use. OMG. I fell in love! I want my entire fridge to be mason jard. As for food in mason jars, I read that when you see somthing on the eye level shelf in your fridge, you are going to be drawn to eat it than something in the drawer. I would agree. I also read that when you use clear tupperware or clear bowls, you will be drawn to eat it instead of a colored one.
So.. here is my first mason jar experience with food!
Dont you love it?
Doesnt it just make you want to eat that yummy fruit?
Doesnt it just make you want to eat that yummy fruit?
A plus side of this was; when my chica wants grapes, I hand her a jar. One bag of grapes filled up 3 jars.
I love it.
I really really love it.
Now I have 2 jars in my pantry. Chocolet chips and mixed nuts. I also have a jar with beer bottle tops (these are for a DIY project I looking forward to making) I must say, even the beer tops look good in them. Ill take pictures of them later though.
So, wish my luck on this mason jar adventure.
It's been 3 years
3 years ago, I made promises to keep forever
3 years ago, I committed to a life long journey
3 years ago, I celebrated with family and friends
3 years ago, I said "I Do"
It is amazing to me how my love could grow for him. Although we have been married for 3 years, we have been together for 6 years. The man he has become, the man he is still becoming, amazes me.
He truly is:
my best friend
my comfort
my laughter
my supporter
He always:
holds my hand
kisses me before he leaves
tells me I am beautiful
puts our family first
I love him because:
he is an amazing Daddy
he strives to be the perfect Husband
he has God in his heart
he loves me regardless
I have been:
Blessed
Blessed
Lucky
Blessed
to have found love in such an amazing person.
3 years later:
I love him more than I did when I said "I do"
He still makes me laugh till I have tears in my eyes
He still holds me tight when he hugs me
I still look at him with the same "want" in my heart
He has shown me:
Letting things go is worth it
You can fully trust a person
Good things to come to those who believe
The real meaning of, a man loving a women
I am looking forward to:
seeing him get old
creating memories to tell our grandchildren
having him in my low and high points forever
continuing to grow in our relationship year after year
1 year anniversary
2 year anniversary
3 year anniversary
AND MANY MORE TO COME!
Sunday, August 7, 2011
So far So good
I have been saving all my projects from Pinterest that I have been working on for one big Pinterest blog! I am not even half way there so I figured Id give you a sneak peak at something I have done..
These are dates .. dates Zak and I were born, when we met, when we got engaged, and when we got married. I got the idea from here. I added locations to it. Not it doesn't look all fancy on here because.. this is a sneak peak. I can't show you the finished product until it is done!!
These are dates .. dates Zak and I were born, when we met, when we got engaged, and when we got married. I got the idea from here. I added locations to it. Not it doesn't look all fancy on here because.. this is a sneak peak. I can't show you the finished product until it is done!!
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Annoyed.. but dont judge me for it
As you know, back in April, I decided that I was going to start eating healthy. Then in June, I started a boot camp program (I did it a few times over the past years but never for more than 4 weeks).
The difference between all the other times and this time.. I AM COMMITTED. I am still easting healthy and I am on week 8 of boot camp. I am annoyed though. After 4 weeks of boot camp. Hard Boot camp. My number weight has stayed the exact same. The trainer told me I need to eat more. Eat More. I didn't really understand this because I eat 4 or 5 times a day. I feel like I just eat and eat. My calorie intake was not enough though. I was trying to get 1,000 calories a day. I need to be getting 1,200 - 1,500 for the workouts we do. My body needs something to burn. Ok. I don't know how I can eat more but.. I decided to stop writing it all down. I think this was making me nervous to eat. If it had high calories, sodium, fat.. I just would not eat it or buy it. So what I was buying to eat just would equal what I needed. I have to say that since I stopped writing it down I am not so much "afraid" of what I am eating. I have been writing it down since April. So now it is kind of common since what is good for me and what is not. Out of 8 weeks at boot camp, going 3 days a week I have only missed 1 day. That is awesome! That is the best workout commitment I have ever made in my life. I am still going for the next month, and the month after that, and the month after that. It is hard since my husband is not at home in time to be with my little Chica, but I figure it out. (Thank you wonderful friends and family for watching her for me)
So, like I said after 4 weeks my weight was the same. It fluctuated between 10 and 12 pounds. He did my 4 week "check up" my BMI was down 3.7, my arms were down 1/2 inch. and so on. The inches and the body weight were changing.. the weight not at all. I did what he told me, started eating after my workout (protein only) and getting more calories per day. I even started vitamins. Here it is on week 8.. 4 weeks after my last "issues" and I am STILL around the same weight. UGH! I am now fluctuating between 12 and 15 pounds.. but in the past few days I am back to the damn 10 pound mark. WHY WHY WHY
It is soooo annoying. It is hard to know you are giving it your all when you work out, you don't eat everything you want to eat, and you STILL are not changing in the way you want to change. I know my BMI is down from the last time we checked. I know my legs are down some. BUT I WANT THE NUMBER ON THE SCALE TO BE GOING DOWN DOWN DOWN.
Not only is it annoying, it makes me want to give up. I wont give up because I love working out. I love it like I have never loved it before. It makes me happy even when I don't feel good. I know it is healthy for me. I know other parts are benefiting from it. I just want the number to go down. It really makes you feel like it is not worth it.
What else is annoying.. all my friends are skinny skinny. I am not wanting or even trying to be that skinny. I love my curves. I love my butt. I would rather have my butt with extra pounds then no butt. I like looking like a women. I might not be the sexiest body type but I again, I want to keep my curves. It is just so annoying because they (my friends.. not even talking about movie stars, or models) they eat what they want. The eat as much of what they want. They do not workout like I am working out. Yet, they stay skinny.. super skinny. HOW IS THIS FAIR. Life isn't fair, I know. But I am trying.. and trying.. and I cant even get close to what I want. They don't try and they get it. Why couldn't I have fat friends. That sounds horrible I know. I don't mean that in any other way then at least I would have some people to relate to. They have perfect stomachs. They have small tiny arms. They have slinder faces. I want a flat stomach with tiny arms and a slinder face. Ill keep my butt, my thighs, and my boobs (they are fake so that wont change regardless) GEEZ I am annoyed
In it way it keeps me going. In a way it makes me want to succeed even more because at least I can say I busted my butt and worked for it and got it. They were just blessed with it. I would be more proud having to work for it. But I would be more happy if I were blessed with it. UGH..
They thing is, I don't mind to work for it since I don't have a choice.. but again, the numbers need to go down. I don't understand what I am doing wrong. What am I not doing enough of.
ANNOYED
Makes me not want to be around them because they don't know or understand the struggle. They have no idea what it feels like to not look like they do. I love them to much to leave them for something like this.. but it is hard. hard to be around their small skinny flat stomachs. Makes me want to have them swallow a balloon and then blow it up when it is in their stomach (not to kill them like it prob would do.. ha, but to just imperfect their stomachs) They need some imperfections!
p.s. I love my friends, I don't really wish imperfections on them. I am just venting my aggravation. It would just be nice to have a close friend that understand not having a perfect body.
ANNOYED!!!!!!! Dont judge me for this post though.
The difference between all the other times and this time.. I AM COMMITTED. I am still easting healthy and I am on week 8 of boot camp. I am annoyed though. After 4 weeks of boot camp. Hard Boot camp. My number weight has stayed the exact same. The trainer told me I need to eat more. Eat More. I didn't really understand this because I eat 4 or 5 times a day. I feel like I just eat and eat. My calorie intake was not enough though. I was trying to get 1,000 calories a day. I need to be getting 1,200 - 1,500 for the workouts we do. My body needs something to burn. Ok. I don't know how I can eat more but.. I decided to stop writing it all down. I think this was making me nervous to eat. If it had high calories, sodium, fat.. I just would not eat it or buy it. So what I was buying to eat just would equal what I needed. I have to say that since I stopped writing it down I am not so much "afraid" of what I am eating. I have been writing it down since April. So now it is kind of common since what is good for me and what is not. Out of 8 weeks at boot camp, going 3 days a week I have only missed 1 day. That is awesome! That is the best workout commitment I have ever made in my life. I am still going for the next month, and the month after that, and the month after that. It is hard since my husband is not at home in time to be with my little Chica, but I figure it out. (Thank you wonderful friends and family for watching her for me)
So, like I said after 4 weeks my weight was the same. It fluctuated between 10 and 12 pounds. He did my 4 week "check up" my BMI was down 3.7, my arms were down 1/2 inch. and so on. The inches and the body weight were changing.. the weight not at all. I did what he told me, started eating after my workout (protein only) and getting more calories per day. I even started vitamins. Here it is on week 8.. 4 weeks after my last "issues" and I am STILL around the same weight. UGH! I am now fluctuating between 12 and 15 pounds.. but in the past few days I am back to the damn 10 pound mark. WHY WHY WHY
It is soooo annoying. It is hard to know you are giving it your all when you work out, you don't eat everything you want to eat, and you STILL are not changing in the way you want to change. I know my BMI is down from the last time we checked. I know my legs are down some. BUT I WANT THE NUMBER ON THE SCALE TO BE GOING DOWN DOWN DOWN.
Not only is it annoying, it makes me want to give up. I wont give up because I love working out. I love it like I have never loved it before. It makes me happy even when I don't feel good. I know it is healthy for me. I know other parts are benefiting from it. I just want the number to go down. It really makes you feel like it is not worth it.
What else is annoying.. all my friends are skinny skinny. I am not wanting or even trying to be that skinny. I love my curves. I love my butt. I would rather have my butt with extra pounds then no butt. I like looking like a women. I might not be the sexiest body type but I again, I want to keep my curves. It is just so annoying because they (my friends.. not even talking about movie stars, or models) they eat what they want. The eat as much of what they want. They do not workout like I am working out. Yet, they stay skinny.. super skinny. HOW IS THIS FAIR. Life isn't fair, I know. But I am trying.. and trying.. and I cant even get close to what I want. They don't try and they get it. Why couldn't I have fat friends. That sounds horrible I know. I don't mean that in any other way then at least I would have some people to relate to. They have perfect stomachs. They have small tiny arms. They have slinder faces. I want a flat stomach with tiny arms and a slinder face. Ill keep my butt, my thighs, and my boobs (they are fake so that wont change regardless) GEEZ I am annoyed
In it way it keeps me going. In a way it makes me want to succeed even more because at least I can say I busted my butt and worked for it and got it. They were just blessed with it. I would be more proud having to work for it. But I would be more happy if I were blessed with it. UGH..
They thing is, I don't mind to work for it since I don't have a choice.. but again, the numbers need to go down. I don't understand what I am doing wrong. What am I not doing enough of.
ANNOYED
Makes me not want to be around them because they don't know or understand the struggle. They have no idea what it feels like to not look like they do. I love them to much to leave them for something like this.. but it is hard. hard to be around their small skinny flat stomachs. Makes me want to have them swallow a balloon and then blow it up when it is in their stomach (not to kill them like it prob would do.. ha, but to just imperfect their stomachs) They need some imperfections!
p.s. I love my friends, I don't really wish imperfections on them. I am just venting my aggravation. It would just be nice to have a close friend that understand not having a perfect body.
ANNOYED!!!!!!! Dont judge me for this post though.
Monday, August 1, 2011
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