tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64006078505624478712024-03-12T22:54:19.967-04:00Meandering Through the ForestMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.comBlogger100125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400607850562447871.post-30095670875121489032011-02-15T21:09:00.000-05:002011-02-15T21:09:25.422-05:00LostI've been lost in the forest for a while, wandering around aimlessly. Now I find myself standing is a clearing gazing around and wondering how I happened upon this place. I believe I'll rest here for a while and revel in the beauty that surrounds me.Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400607850562447871.post-8571316349722686512010-10-05T23:11:00.000-04:002010-10-05T23:11:40.442-04:00Winding PathWell, my trek through the forest has led me far away from where I expected to be. We recently relocated to the other side of the state where I know nobody and have very minimal knowledge about the surrounding area. It has been a bit overwhelming.
This change has been good in many ways, though. The past few months have been a blur of chaos and despondency that found me unable to write more than aMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400607850562447871.post-77380164659758560722010-05-16T01:10:00.000-04:002010-05-16T01:10:21.798-04:00Home Sweet HomeOh, to be by the side of the ocean waves every day. To wake to the sweet smell of salty water. To hear the calling sirens of the crashing waves. Were it possible, this is where I would be. It matters not what shore I roam, as long as the water is near. As long as I can gaze upon the ever changing roll of the seas, my heart and soul are at rest. Alas, it is but a short respite that I take at Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400607850562447871.post-79110007339044321922010-04-28T22:22:00.000-04:002010-04-28T22:22:00.894-04:00Tea Party TimeI has a sad.
I'm having a birthday party - Tea Party - for my youngest child. My sister is refusing to come because my brother will be there. Seriously? How old are you? It is quite irritating. Frankly, I'm not surprised. She's never been to any of my kids' parties. This time, though, she's placing the excuse squarely on the knowledge that my brother will be there and she can't possibly make Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400607850562447871.post-54841084657338523942010-04-13T23:40:00.000-04:002010-04-13T23:40:28.361-04:00Finding MotivationI've been lethargic over the past few months. I haven't had energy or motivation to do anything. It's difficult to have a list of things to be done when there is no energy for doing.
I took a week off away from the babies and my husband. I took my teenager out of town - just me and him - for a week in Washington D.C. The trip was good for me. It was difficult because this was the longest time Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400607850562447871.post-74490504706347216012010-03-16T11:55:00.000-04:002010-03-16T11:55:52.799-04:00Family Crap Today's post is brought to you by my recent Facebook Interaction. For the players: Shaunalynn - is meself Celena - is my sister &Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400607850562447871.post-71041042506916529492010-03-08T14:05:00.000-05:002010-03-08T14:05:10.734-05:00Welcome SpringI love warmer weather, when it's not too cold to be outside and not too hot to be outside. I love being able to hang out at the park and let the kids play. I love the gentle breeze and the healing warmth of the sun that is present at this perfect time of year - before the sun is so strong and hot that even a few minutes is enough to make me run for cover. It's awesome.
Welcome Spring!Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400607850562447871.post-16434727958219793562010-02-15T10:52:00.000-05:002010-02-15T10:52:49.489-05:00Let It Snow...We had snow this weekend. We actually had about 4 inches of snow here. We RARELY ever get decent snow. The snow rolled in on Friday and now it's gone. It was here for the weekend - perfect for playing with the kids - and gone by the time we were all getting restless.
I remember how much fun we had playing in the snow when we were kids. Watching my girls playing in the snow and having snowball Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400607850562447871.post-26741530448982971682010-01-24T23:47:00.000-05:002010-01-24T23:47:30.815-05:00Scrapbook EventLife is settling down a bit now that the holidays are past. There is no upcoming events that require attention at this moment.
Yesterday, I attended an all day scrapbooking event in hopes of getting some much needed work done on my big project. I managed to complete 18 pages yesterday, which is majorly awesome. I also learned a few lessons to put to use for the next all day event I attend.
1) Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400607850562447871.post-55595803027450865052010-01-09T12:07:00.000-05:002010-01-09T12:07:20.793-05:00ExhaustionThe holidays are now well behind us, but the aftermath is still lingering. I'm still tired. The house is still in a state of chaos. (Oh wait - the house is always in a state of chaos. I can't blame that on the holidays.) There is the essence of change on the horizon.
We are preparing to enroll Kira in riding lessons in March. She loves horses so much that it is a natural option for her. Her Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400607850562447871.post-63275922032479845012009-12-28T12:22:00.000-05:002009-12-28T12:22:16.717-05:00Remote ControlI am so glad the holiday season is over for the year. While I thoroughly enjoyed Christmas, it has been quite exhausting and I'm just plain tired. Unfortunately, the kids are still running full speed ahead. I seriously need to invent a remote control that has a "Child Mute" button and an "Instant Sleep" button.
In fact, my husband was watching a Stargate episode last night where the people were Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400607850562447871.post-8954324519913803422009-12-02T00:39:00.000-05:002009-12-02T00:39:25.408-05:00Christmas TreesWe spent the evening at my mother-in-law's house enjoying dinner and letting the kids play. The highlight of the evening, though, was when Grandma finally said it was time to decorate her tree. Her boys had set the tree up last Thursday, but the decorating had to wait because she was too sick for the girls to come over and help. She wouldn't dream of trying to decorate the tree without them, so Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400607850562447871.post-21871536112517063782009-11-30T11:27:00.000-05:002009-11-30T11:27:04.420-05:00BrrrI'm cold. This may seem like a normal way of being considering the time of year, but this is the first time in over five years that I have actually been cold. My body temperature was elevated for the past few years due to pregnancies and hormonal irregularities. I was always burning up. I slept with a fan blowing all night, much to my husband's displeasure. He endured. Now, I'm freezing. It takesMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400607850562447871.post-13619324781481629042009-11-23T13:25:00.000-05:002009-11-23T13:25:39.996-05:00HolidaysIt's that time of year again. Another round of holidays to be faced and conquered. This year feels different, though. I'm not so anxious. I'm not so restless. I've barely even realized that it is holiday time again.
The past year has been a time of growing and moving for me. I'm no longer bound by the pain of the past in the way I have been before. I'm no longer waiting for my "family" to get Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400607850562447871.post-35843424618393423912009-11-12T15:05:00.000-05:002009-11-12T15:05:08.666-05:00Chicken SoupI spent last night awake through most of the night reading a book that I picked up at the thrift store a few weeks back. It's one of the Chicken Soup books. Admittedly, I've never actually read an entire Chicken Soup book. I love opening them in the stores to a random story and reading just one or two of the entries. For some reason, though, I just couldn't stop reading this one last night.
I Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400607850562447871.post-54247444795563232962009-11-06T10:04:00.000-05:002009-11-06T10:04:05.261-05:00Check it out...I have a new published article. I would love it if you would check it out. Read it. Like it. Stumble it. Twitter it. Yada yada yada.
Ten Things a Woman Should Never Apologize ForMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400607850562447871.post-75495017864706439452009-10-31T11:01:00.000-04:002009-10-31T11:01:06.641-04:00Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400607850562447871.post-87654574281005995422009-10-31T11:00:00.001-04:002009-10-31T11:00:32.700-04:00
Halloween Glitters
Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400607850562447871.post-2350196851580781362009-10-30T17:37:00.000-04:002009-10-30T17:37:03.869-04:00Leaves are FallingWe went for a drive through the trees yesterday. The colors this year are glorious and vibrant, unlike many years before where the trees dropped their leaves unceremoniously from their limbs to the ground. This year, the trees are putting on a show. It's nice. If you enjoy the beauty of colorful fall leaves, get outside and experience the display. With all the rain that we've had here in Georgia,Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400607850562447871.post-66947717081603127012009-10-24T20:39:00.000-04:002009-10-24T20:39:11.357-04:00Kindred SpiritsDo you know that feeling you get when you come across a person that you just know will touch your life deeply?
Over the past two weeks, I've been blessed to become acquainted with two such persons. One person, I've known for sometime through the Internet but only just met in person today. I spent a few hours at her house with her kids. I was so surprised at how easily we fell into friendship Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400607850562447871.post-2653132354752519912009-10-23T11:14:00.001-04:002009-10-23T11:16:41.252-04:00Duct Tape DayI need duct tape today. My little angels are being awfully whiny. I'm not sure why this is, but it's starting to get on my nerves.One lost her beloved Beatin (aka: blanket). The other one lost her beloved pacifier.Somehow, they believe that I should locate these objects that have been misplaced. Why is that? It isn't MY Beatin. It isn't MY pacifier. It isn't MY problem.Except... they whine about Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400607850562447871.post-35345624890291965442009-10-17T16:44:00.001-04:002009-10-17T16:44:12.176-04:00Have a laugh...Tom Mabe: EavesdroppingTom Mabe: EavesdroppingMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400607850562447871.post-21658670947998389832009-10-15T11:36:00.002-04:002009-10-15T11:45:28.097-04:00On Being OverweightYou may not be aware, but I am severely overweight. My doctor is even to the point of recommending the Lap Band Surgery. I vetoed that idea outright and told him I wanted to wait a while longer and try just one more thing.Well - my one more thing is my sister-in-law. She has graciously volunteered to be my personal trainer. We are meeting 3 times a week to do workouts that she is tailoring to my Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400607850562447871.post-57980242020668715222009-10-14T14:58:00.001-04:002009-10-14T15:04:01.192-04:00Marisa - 2 Days OldTime is ticking away. The counter has begun.The contest will begin shortly. Do you want to win free stuff? Are you ready? Well, well, well - do I have the spot for you. Visit The Art and Science of Parenting on Friday evening. I will be posting details regarding my next give away contest right here. **If you want to be a sponsor, just send me an email at aandsparenting@Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400607850562447871.post-70371302796061534172009-10-10T01:14:00.002-04:002009-10-10T01:30:05.610-04:00Rocks, Bridges, and Memories - Oh my!I conquered the swinging bridge today. I cried from one side to the other, held tight to the ropes with each hand, but I made it across the bridge and found a moment to look out and admire the beauty of the view while I was in the middle of my own personal crisis.Thirty years ago, I walked across that same swinging bridge. I didn't want to make that walk. It was a very scary path for the 5 year Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.com1