Im a drug addict.

Well my friends, it has officially begun. What, you ask?

My new life without SUGAR!

Yes, that right no more sweets for me. No more cookies, cakes, doughnuts, candy bars, .....chocolate * drool* or any other good- but- oh -so- bad for you confection ever made!

* GASP!* BUT WHY!!!

Well here is a list of ailments Ashleigh is currently suffering from due to her high volume of sugar intake:
1: Monster head aches..migraines if you will. I get them when I eat sugar, I get them when I don't.

2: Secret migraines. The ones that cause pressure in my head and eyes and all around everywhere up there, but have no pain. Weird huh? I can't focus or think when these are happening. Don't ask me..I'm just the recipient of the strange but annoying symptom.

3: Dizziness. Not the kind that happens when you stand up too fast..oh no..the kind that comes on when your standing completely still and then you almost fall over. Or your bending down to clip your daughter in her stroller and you do fall over. It sucks.

4: This awful stuff called acne. ( ew gross, I know!) You would think that at my age, having already gone through puberty, that this stuff would be receding. I have worse skin now than I did in high school. (Partially due to lack of sleep I'm sure, which I am also trying to remedy)

5: Fatigue and witchy-ness. I am tired. I am cranky. I have no patience. I am a B- word, a lot of the time. No matter how much sleep I get, I always wake up exhausted.

6: I have intense cravings for Chocolate. Not candy, not cake not sweet stuff like that. Chocolate specifically. My body whispers, " Wouldn't a nice, huge bag of pnt butter M&M's taste good right about now? Go ahead, eat the whole thing, you aren't THAT fat," or " No treats in the pantry today? Why not rip open one of those bags of chocolate chips? No ones going to miss one little bag." ( FYI: I have done this. I have been caught. ( I stuffed the bag down the side of the couch and The Man just so happened to sit in that very spot and it somehow popped out!) It wasn't very pretty.)

7: Im fat. I know, I know. But seriously, Im going to say this only to prove my point. On average, one American eats 3-4 pounds of sugar a week. One pound of sugar has over 2,000 calories. You do the math. Think about how many calories I will cut out of my diet just by giving up sugar. And then what happens after that..inevitable weight loss. Cool huh?

8: Other ones that I'm not going to blather on about because this is already really long!

So the short of it is, I have an addiction. I'm a druggie! Who ever could have guessed that this sweet young girl from a middle sized town in Idaho would succumb to the temptations of a powerful, sweet, yummy drug? ;-)

So that's it. Yesterday was my first day without it and I am actually feeling better already. If anyone is interested in joining me..even for experiment sake, let me know. Its good to have support. Here is a list of really good books to check out if you want to learn more!

Wish me luck!

"Sugar Blues" by William Dufty
" Sweet Deception" by Dr. Joseph Mercola
" Lick the Sugar Habit" by Nancy Appleton, PhD

I am also going post every day, one way sugar harms your body. So check it out! =-) I will get down off of my soap box now......

Where have I been?

Five days without posting? What was I thinking?

Well, this last weekend Ashleigh was home alone. *put hands to cheeks and scream:AAAAHHHHHHHH*
And well, things weren't so great.

First of all, four days with just me and the kids? Things were bound to get scary!
1: I lost The Boy at Wal-mart.(don't worry, I found him again.)
2: I had an emotional breakdown in front of about 15 awesome women..tears and all!
3: Little Girl has either a chest cold..or Asthma, poor kid could hardly breath.
4 I went out looking for a sweet coupon deal, drove around for an hour trying to find the dumb store and ended up at Krispy Kreme. I bought two dozen donughts. ( did I mention it was just me at home?)

Needless to say I wasn't feeling so hot by Sunday night when The Man returned.

Secondly, I discovered that I really am attached to The Man. I was trying to deny it. I didn't really want to face the fact that I could possibly NEED someone other than myself so much. But I conceede, and its all his fault! Things just aren't right when he's not around.

So, I haven't really felt like posting. But all that has changed, Im a new woman!

From now on, its posting everyday for me!

Oh, and I wanted to say if anyone out there who is reading this blog happens upon a freakin sweet, awesome coupon ninja deal...post it in a comment. I want to know!

Who can relate?

Oh, this is just too funny..and oh so true. He's really quite genius actually.

If you have kids..or even if you don't... give it a listen!

I am the Coupon Ninja!

This is a long one..but suffer through it. Its well worth your time...I promise!


I have this friend. Let's call her "Maybell". "Maybell" is a Coupon Ninja. ( I know, lots of references to Ninjas this week...there cool OK..) Anyway, this friend named "Maybell", who is a coupon Ninja, introduced me just recently to the Coupon Ninja World.

There's a whole world of Coupon Ninjas, you ask? Well, yes..yes there is and I can't believe I never even knew.

I mean, I knew there were people out there who saved a few bucks here and there from clipping those little pieces of paper out of magazines and newspapers. " Not for me!" I said ever so ignorantly. " I don't see the point or the gain from spending the effort."

Well, my dear friends....this Wednesday I was re-educated.

Here's how it went:( note: I have taken liberties with this conversation..it might be a tad exaggerated..but only to heighten the effect..)

Said Maybell to my other Coupon Ninja friend " Harriet" ( name changed to protect the not-so -innocent): So, are you going to go to the store with those coupons to get the freaking sweet awesome deal that is waiting for you there?

Said " Harriet" to "Maybell": I am at Ashleigh's house right now.

Said " Maybell" to " Harriet": Take Ashleigh along... educate her, teach her and guide her into the wonderful World Of Coupon Ninja-ness.

Said " Harriet" to Ashleigh: Come...to the store we go.

Said Ashleigh to " Harriet": Um..I have to get out of my pajamas, brush my hair and teeth and then to the same for my half naked children. After that..Yes, I shall join you on this quest for the freakin sweet, awesome deal. I must tell you that I am skeptical though. I have heard its not worth the effort spent.

Said " Harriet" to Ashleigh: Just get in the stinkin' car.

So off we went to the store with our kids in tow. Two women on a mission, our envelopes stuffed with coupons and (for one of those women, namely..me), embarking on a journey of enlightenment.

At the store:

Said " Harriet" to Ashleigh: Here are the fifty million coupons you need to make this work, keep them in order, keep all your stuff in your cart in order, don't look so scared.....and hold on.

Said Ashleigh to " Harriet": I'm confused.. ( actually, I think I said that at least a hundred times..if not more)

Said " Harriet" to Ashleigh: Just pick what you want and stick it in your cart..I'll help you with the rest...my goodness woman!

10 - 15 minutes later, at the checkout:

Said Ashleigh to the cashier: Here's all my stuff and here's all my coupons..I hope this works.

Said the cashier to Ashleigh ( after ringing up 11 boxes of assorted Post and Quaker ( not cheap) cereal, 4 boxes of Quaker chocolate chip and smores ( not cheap) granola bars and 2 (1 quart) boxes of Rice Dream rice milk ( not cheap): That will be 6 dollars and 30 cents please.

Said Ashleigh to the cashier: nothing..because I had fainted.....


Isn't that sooooooo crazy? " Harriet's" total was almost the same as mine and her cashier almost couldn't believe it!

Want to hear something even more crazy? I have another friend ( yes, Ashleigh has lots of friends huh?) ;-) who got 52 boxes of cereal and 4 Gallons of milk for..wait for it........................10 bucks! ( she added up what it would have been without all the crazy Ninja-ness and...over two hundred dollars!)

I am dying over here! This whole time I thought it wasn't worth it..that you didn't really save that much money. " Maybell" has told me that you even can get money back..they owe YOU after its all said and done.

The Man was so impressed with my wicked Ninja skills that he actually encouraged me to continue! That alone..in and of itself is worth more that the effort it takes to get it all done.

If any of you are wondering how you too can enter this World of Coupon Ninja-ness, let me know. Its way too long to explain on here..but oh sooooooo worth it in the end. Especially those of you who are looking to bulk up your food storage.(or in my case, actually start it..) Its amazing!

So for now..I bit you Adieu'. I must leave to hone my new found skills so that I may one day become a Coupon Ninja Master. Good luck to you all.

Ask a Ninja- in honor of the Emmy's

I don't know if any of you are " Ask A Ninja" fans, but I will tell you what, if you not...your seriously crazy! I found "ask a ninja" a while ago and I don't think I have ever laughed so hard at random Ninja-ness in my whole life! I love to laugh and this guys makes it possible to do so anytime of the day or night!

I came across this one today and although I didn't actually see the Emmy's..it gave me a good idea of what I missed out on!

So watch( all the way to the end, past all the adds!), enjoy, laugh your pants off and check out more " Ask A Ninja" videos here or even here. Don't forget to press pause on my player at the bottom of my page before you start!~

Thank you!

So I just got a wonderful post comment from Rachel, and I wanted to respond to her personally but at the moment her profile is set to private so I will respond here and maybe she'll happen along again and read it! ;-)

Congrats on your second baby! ( two girls..you are so brave! I have one and everyday I live in fear of that Little Girl attitude! No joke man...) ;-)

I also wanted to let you know that the " imagined scenarios" in my last post are in all actuality true scenarios! Yes, my child is crazy..I know! She get's it from her father.

Now, her incredible beauty, too- much- for- her- own- good smarts and wild infatuation with pretty shoes..that she gets from me.

Thanks for stopping by and checking me out. I feel extremely flattered that the simple musings of my insane life prompted such an awesome reaction! Keep coming back, Im sure there will be plenty more belly laughs to come!

“That is the best - to laugh with someone because you both think the same things are funny.” Gloria Vanderbilt

How to raise a cooperative toddler.

I recieved this email in my box today and I thought I would add my two bits on how it went.


When your toddler falls in love with the word "no," it can feel like you've run straight into a brick wall. Here are some tips from BabyCenter parents on how to get your toddler past "No!" and on to whatever it is you need him to do.





Offer limited choices

Ok Little Girl, you can either stop crying or you can send your dear sweet mommy to the nut house..it's your choice.


Respond with humor

Oh yes, isn't that soooo funny when you throw food all over the wall? Yep..ha ha ha, mommy's laughing while she's scrubbing-----what? These tears? Oh, they're just tears of mirth and happiness..really...continue, please.


Turn tasks into games

Ok time to clean up now! Clean up, clean up, everybody every wh.....what? You want to play with this toy..ok here you go.



Oh you don't want it? Well, I'll just put it away then.



No, no, no...don't cry, it's right here see?



What? You don't want it again? Alright....away it goes then.



Wait, wait... no need for screaming, here you go, have it back.



Oh, come on! Are sure you don't want it? Ok, for the last time its going in the toy box.



Seriously! Throwing a fit gets you no where, Little Girl..Im not playing this game any more!



AAHHHHH! You either take it or put it away, we are supposed to be having fun!



Thats it, who wants a snack?




Use reverse psychology
Don't eat that food on your plate, Little Girl. No you don't...not the veggies! No way! * In my mind : You aren't going to eat one bite of that stuff no matter what I do, are you? Fine, I'll resort to bribery instead.* You can have ice cream if you eat it! Oh and look, right into the mouth it goes!




Get his full attention

Hey, you..little girl. HElloooooo? I'm talking to you! * arm raises..points*

Yes, you. Come over here so I can change that Atom Bomb that just exploded in your pants. No, don't you run away, get over here..now! * arm slightly raises..points to floor in front of shoe*

LITTLE GIRL, I MEAN IT! I know your not deaf.. Hey!! * arms raise over head, wave back and forth vigerously*

Oh yes, laugh it up, its soooo funny to ignore mommy. ( continue to wave if the exercise is needed, if not ( most likely in this case), sit down and order The Man to bring Little Girl to you so you don't have to extend the effort.)




Take turns

Alright Little Girl, mommy will take a long drink first and then you can have one, ok? * glug, glug,* Here you go baby, your turn. Yes, that is yummy isn't it? It's mommy's favorite! Alright, my turn. Oh my, whats this?....floaties.... hmmm, why don't you just go ahead and drink the rest, ok?


Don't bother to fight it

Fine sweetheart, you go ahead and play with that really sharp knife, its just not worth the fight today. Oh and Im in a good mood, so if you want to stick mommy's bobby pin into the light socket, go ahead. I know you've been wanting to do that for a really long time now....


Take advantage of "Me do it!"

I know you can honey, but you've been " helping" me put the dishes away for an hour now....mommy needs to move on to the laundry. Oh, you want to do that too huh? Well, let me just call My Life and tell it I won't be showing up today.


Help them learn through teaching

See baby, you can just sweep it all under the rug when your done and daddy will never know the difference! And look at all that extra space under the bed! Its a perfect place for all your toys and dirty clothes, its what I do with mine!


Try alternate phrasing
No:
Nada, uh uh, I don't think so, are you serious?, nice try, maybe tomorrow, do you want mommy to have a heart attack?, go ask your dad.


( note: I don't really parent this way, on most days anyway.) ;-)

Thoughts on Chris Crocker

So there is this kid right..and he's a tad bit strange. (Well, " tad" is probably an understatement. ) Im not sure how old he is but to me he looks maybe 16. He posts videos on you tube and I had never personally seen one until just two days ago when I ran across this one.

Now, I myself, am a sort-of Britney Spears fan..( laugh if you must) I like some of her stuff, but a lot of it isn't what I would choose to listen too. Especially since my children are always within earshot of what ever happens to be on. The Boy is a pretty good parrot of the things he hears and I would hate for him to show up to preschool singing " Boom, Boom Boom, boy you look so sexy!" or " Im a slaaaaaave for you.." Questions would then most definitely be asked. He already walks around the house singing " you gonna remember me, Im gonna remember you!" in the most manly voice he can muster at age four. Yes, britney spears would definitely be a step in the wrong direction.

So this kid on you tube posts this video and Im watching it and Im wondering, " is this kid for real?" Like I said, I like a little britney every now and then, but this......this, to me, is bordering on partial insanity and obsession. You be the judge.

( warning..this video is really, really, really hard to watch..its almost painful, in fact it IS painful! so be aware that you are about to lose 2 mintues and 11 seconds of your life that you will never be able to get back. Oh, and there are a couple of F-bombs too.. just so you know. And to the Cris Crocker fans out there..nothing personal!) ;-)

Friday Fill In!

1. Chips or chocolate? How about chocolate chips..oh yeah!

2. Pickles on your hamburger? More like..Hamburger on my pickles. ( when I was prego with my Little Girl I craved pickle juice..I would drink it from a cup..sick, I know! Actually I used to do that when I was a kid too..I have a salt addiction I'm afraid. hee hee )

3. Baked potato: with everything or.... I love a baked potato with chili and cheddar cheese..oh and sour cream and chives....and salt..*mouth watering, gargling like homer simpson*

4. The perfect meal _____. Anything pasta, preferably angel hair. Or anything The Man makes..since it such a rare occasion! ;-)

5. Martinis, wine, beer or _____. I like a good Shirley Temple..or a pinia colada smoothie..yum, yum! ( not a drinker!)

6. Your favorite pirate is (technically not food, but still yummy)_____. Pirate? As in " arrrr!!" and " shiver me timbers!"? Well, can't say I know too many pirates..personally. But if I had to pick one..( its really a toss up cuz Johny Depp is soooooo sexy) but I was in love with Orlando bloom the minute I saw him leap off that white horse in Lord Of The Rings, him and those pionty ears...mmmm. So I have to say that he is my favorite. Especially in the last "Pirates" movie...oh yeah. ( I won't ruin it for those of you who haven't seen it..but let me just say...that man and his accent shouldn't be allowed to roam free, tempting us marrieds with his charm and impossibly good looks!)

7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to sleeping, tomorrow my plans include sleeping and Sunday, I want to go to church and then come home and sleep! ( note: notice how there is no cleaning in there whatsoever!!)

For more Friday Fill In's check out: Fond Of Snape

"The hand that rocks the cradle is the hand that rules the world."

I 'm sitting here, minding my own business ( i.e. ignoring my house and reading about fabulous womens lives via blog) when out of nowhere I hear--- RIP..RIIIIIIP, RIIIIIIIIIIP, " mommy, I'm naked!"

Turning around I find Little Girl, suprisingly, exactly as she had claimed, dancing around and singing. The song of choice? "Im naked, Im naked!" by none other than, herself. ( which is so stinkin cute if you hear it! I laugh so hard every time she breaks it out!)

Little Girl has ripped off her diaper ( not a common occurance, thus the suprised look on my face) and thrown it on the floor! I stand up to retrieve said diaper and before I take two steps she blurts out, " GO PEE ON THE POTTY MOMMY!"

What? Did you just say that? Are you actually going of your own free will and choice ? I double check, just to make sure my hearing is still intact, " You want to go potty on the toilet?" I hold my breath..... " yeah!" she states and runs straight for the bathroom.

Oh glorious, wonderous day! The best of days....at least, the best of moments. Growing up too fast is my Little Girl. Days ago, Im sure it was, she was placed in my arms, tiny, helpless and quiet. (other than the occassional scream for food and a clean bum!)

And now, oh how times have changed! Loud and precocious, opinionated, strong willed, and still screaming! ;-) Counter balanced with smarts ( to much for her own good I''m afraid) cuddles, a compationate nature and an immense love for her mommy( ok, and her daddy), she makes up one great kid. Not always perfect, but always mine.

I LOVE these days of Mommyhood!

"A mother's love for her child is like nothing else in the world. It knows no law, no pity, it dares all things and crushes down remorselessly all that stands in its path."-- Agatha Christie

new posts

I have posted a bunch of new stuff over at A is for Amazing. Check it out..you know you wanna! ;-)
I also think that I will delete this one after all. I just like my other one so much better! So you guys should put my new blog up on your pages. I'll give it a couple days before this one goes bye- bye!

I absoultely LOVE beatboxing!

This is one of my all time favorites! ( his accent is soooo sexy!) If you happen upon any others..send them my way!

Don't you think its so awesome what they can do? I try it all the time and all I get is weird looks from The Man," Ashleigh, are you ok? Is there something wrong with your throat? Are you having a seizure?"

Yeah, thanks for that hun...

( be sure to press Pause on my player at the bottom of the page before starting!)

I think I might stick this up on my page permanently!

WFMW

Ok, so here is my first post for Works For Me Wednesday.

A while ago I was getting fed up with a little problem I kept finding in my laundry. Mostly all over my little boys ( and my big boy's..namely, my husband!) shirts. What is this little thing that caused me so much grief? Grease stains my friends, grease stains. Yes, you know, those little spots that seem to , no matter what you do, continue to come back and haunt you! I scrubbed and scrubbed with every stain remover you could imagine, to no avail. Until, finally, one day I decided to venture online to see what I could do, short of chucking them all in the trash! I found this helpful tip that I use all the time now and it really, really works..I swear! Try using your dish soap. The ones that " Help fight tough grease." Its so cool! Just put a dab of dish soap on all the spots, give them a little scrub, throw them in the wash and Wa-la!, you have a B-E-A-utiful new shirt that you don't have to swear at every time you pull it out of the hamper! =-)

For more awesome "Works For Me Wednesday" tips check out the great links at Rocks In My Dryer !

On professional blogging..

So I have been spending the day pouring over a million new blogs that I had no idea were out there. Some are funny, some witty, some really cute and some are extremely relatable.
Out of all these millions ( I'm so sure..) blogs I happened to be reading, I stumbled across one, that now for the life of me, I can't remember the name of. (When I do, I will be sure to post it for all to enjoy.) However, as I was reading this blog and laughing considerably, I came across a paragraph were she stated, " this blog now pays enough money for my husband to quit his job and become a stay at home daddy, my blog now supports this family."

I could not believe my eyes! People actually make that much money talking to random strangers about their day- to-day lives? I don't know about you, but I personally feel like If I were paid to talk about my life..it would be like paying a therapist to put you to sleep. Not that interesting folks! ;-)

Maybe its the wit, the mad writing skills, and the all over charm of the blog that sets it apart and makes it one of the top fifty blogs on the Internet. Or maybe we all just have no lives.. either way, it amazes me that it can happen.

Maybe I should work on my charm. What do you guys think? Do I have what it takes to become blog famous?

“I handle fame by not being famous…I’m not famous to me.”~ Bob Marley

“I never wanted to be famous. I only wanted to be great.”~ Ray Charles

It's a long one folks!

“I think the one lesson I have learned is that there is no substitute for paying attention” Diane Sawyer

Today has been an interesting day to say the least. I, being the great and amazing house keeper that I am, decided to finally pack up that HUGE pile of clothes that has been slowly taking over the floor of Little Girl's bedroom for the last..well, forever. Clothes that have either not fit her for at least seven months, or will not fit her for at least another seven! Yes, I know. Throwing clothes in a heap against the wall for seven months hardly qualifies me for maid of the year, but if you have seen my garage ( where the boxes for these clothes have been hiding since we moved here) then you would know the effort I had to extend to get this pile cleaned up!

First I had to open the garage door to even get to the side of it where all of our junk..I mean appreciated accumulation of goods..is residing. Our car barely fits in its assigned space and with the door closed there is maybe three inches of space between it and the bumper. Good old Corey Barton! So, since my legs are not ( sadly) three inches across, up goes the door and around the car I go. Next feat, the pile. Oh man! What were we thinking? Throwing random boxes, sleeping bags, stoves, baby toys, junk over there in that corner, to land where it may!? As my mother would say," you weren't!" ( thinking!) So, I dig. Digging, digging, and more digging until " aha!" like a buried treasure I find a box, " baby girl clothes, 0-3 months." Here it is, oh and there is another one, and another! Its about time! I place them all on the hood of my car so I can carry them all in without having to extend too much energy by walking all the way around it five times and back. ( and I wrack my brain over where these 30 extra pounds came from!)

Now, many of you are wondering where, perchance, are my beautiful, lovely children while all this hunting is going on? That comes next my friends.
While I'm placing the boxes on my car and getting ready to heave them through the door, ( they aren't really heavy, I'm just a pansy) I hear a very loud and very distinctly The Boy yell of, " mom...MOM, MOOOOOOOOOOOM!" I can hear this very loud yell from the garage because all of the windows in my house are opened, to let the breeze clear out a odd and mysterious smell that I woke up to this morning. So, inevitably the whole neighborhood was sure to have heard the following conversation:

Me: " WHAT !?"
The Boy: " WHERE ARE YOU?"
Me: " IN THE GARAGE!"
The Boy: " OH, OK..... MOM? I HAVE TO GO POOP!"
Me: " OK...(embarrassed that everyone, I'm sure, now knows the bodily function needs of my four year old) WELL, JUST GO I"LL BE UP IN A MINUTE! ( though this doesn't come close to the embarrassment of the " mom and dad are going upstairs to get naked" comment from The Boy's mouth the other day..Oh yeah..but that's a blog for another day!)
The Boy: "ALRIGHT!"

So, I walk back around the car, shut the garage door and bring all my boxes in. I can hear, through the monitor downstairs, that The Boy is indeed in the bathroom and has begun to lecture Little Girl on some random thing that I didn't quite catch before heading up the stairs to help him. I turn the corner, step up the last couple of stairs and The Boy is sitting on the toilet. ( sorry if that's a bad visual!) Little girl has her back turned to me. Smiling at The Boy, I say, " Hi, what are you guys doing up here? At the same exact point in time, Little Girl turns around with a bottle of some sort in her hand. It didn't register at first, and then I saw her face. A face like you had just eaten a lemon after brushing your teeth. It was all screwed up in a way I can't describe and her tongue was hanging out. Sounds of gagging and sputtering were emitting from her throat.

I immediately go to the bottle and discover that she had just found and ingested a questionable amount of Mary Kay Blemish Control Toner! So, of course, I freak out, grab a cup and start shoveling water into her mouth. Then I think to myself, " what if its one of those times where giving water makes it worse!" So I freak out again, grab the bottle and call poison control.

I decided that from the look of the thing ( it was my sisters and she told me how much was in it before Little Girl got a hold of it, which was about the same as how much was in it after.) that she could have maybe gotten barely a teaspoon into her. The poison control lady was very nice and surprisingly ( the toner contains Salicylic Acid) she said it wasn't the acid part they were worried about, since I guess its just aspirin. They were more concerned with the alcohol level. She hadn't ingested enough for a problem though, and while I was talking , Little Girl was running around singing and screaming and laughing at the top of her lungs. So me and the lady on the phone decided she was just fine. A little juice and a nice snack were all the doctor ordered.

So the moral(s) of this big, huge, long blog story? Always keep the windows shut while having important bowl movement discussions, never tell your children you are going upstairs to play married games while they watch a movie and then when they scream or start fighting in the middle of your games, go downstairs to check on them while only wearing a towel,please pick up the darn pile of clothes long before it gets out of hand, keep your sisters medicated skin care up and far away from your inquisitive children's little reaches, and finally, pay attention to your kids or they could die! =-)( oh and I didn't just leave The Boy sitting on the toilet, I did manage to help him finish up his business somewhere in the middle of all the chaos.)

Ha Ha...

So today I figured out how to change the URL on your blog. The whole reason I got a new one was because I didn't think you could change your blogspot address once you got it. I was wrong. So I have two blogs...but its ok. Its fun to see how different they are and it is really nice to have one thats kind of just for me. Im sticking the link to it on my list of friends in case you dont want to have two spots for me on your pages. Is there some way to get notifications when another person posts? I always have to just go into a page and hope there might be something new! Anyway, thanks for reading and caring everyone!

Kids go where there is excitement. They stay where there is love.

Women gather together to wear silly hats, eat dainty food, and forget how unresponsive their husbands are. Men gather to talk sports, eat heavy food, and forget how demanding their wives are. Only where children gather is there any real chance of fun. ~Mignon McLaughlin, The Neurotic's Notebook, 1960

Making the decision to have a child - it's momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking outside your body.

I am so thankful for my children. Everyday a new miracle and laughter enough to split my sides. Not always perfect but always mine. Who knew my heart coupld split into so many paths of love?

Millions of peaches, peaches for me..

This week I tackled a new feat. Jaring fuit! Yes amaizing isn't it. I blanched, peeled, sliced, stuffed, poured, boiled and listened to the sweet pop-pop of sealing lids! It was hot, sticky, tedious and altogether fun!! Well, I can't take credit for it all. A couple of good friends helped out, which makes it worth the effort! It feels good to work hard and accomplish a goal. I have always wanted to learn to jar and be able to stock up on my food storage. So step one is done. Now step two is figuring out what else I want to spend the day sticking into jars! Here are some B-E-A-utiful pics for your viewing pleasure!

Thank God every morning when you get up, that you have something to do that day which must be done, whether you like it or not. Being forced to work and forced to do your best will breed in you temperance and self-control, diligence and strength of will, cheerfulness and content, and a hundred virtues which the idle never know. ~Charles Kingsley

First day of Preschool

So it was The Boy's first day of school on Tuesday. He was really excited. A couple of friends from his class last year are in with him again.

And his favorite girl friend from church is in the class as well. I love these pictures because Little Girl is so trying to do everything Seth does. I was laughing so hard while I was taking them. They are both so cute, I really don't know where they came from!

Ok

So im not going to delete this blog..I am just going to add the link to my new one under my friends list and when I post something there I will tell you guys on this one..that way I can keep this one to. I guess this one will be more for family stuff and the other one more for me..and whatever the heck else I want it to be! I just was kind of sick of the name " the happy Brown family" and I don't think you can change the URL. So anyway, thats the scoop..so keep an eye out for " A is for Amaizing!"

Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of living. Anais Ni

I have many dreams. Can I say that many of those many dreams have formed into realities? No. "I am a dreamer", this is a much better sentance to describe my action process. I dream the dreams, but don't produce the action. Sad. Action to follow through, action to form a reality, action to achive a goal. Lacking. Realization is the new word. Followed by action. I like that one, ACTION!

Definiton: ac·tion (n.)
1. The state or process of acting or doing
2. Something done or accomplished; a deed
3. Organized activity to accomplish an objective
4. The causation of change by the exertion of power or a natural process

To turn dreams in to realities one must have action. No fear. No excuses. No more feeling I should be doing more with my life. Trying everything at least once. Trying it until I master it.
Dream, courage, realization, action, perserverance...success!!

Welcome to the new me.....

"Only when we are no longer afraid do we begin to live." Dorothy Thompson

Re-vampness

So, I decided that I should get rid of this blog. I never write in it and its just a little cheesy, wierd. So I am going to delete this one and start a new one that is a little different. We''ll see. Anyway, I think I am feeling a little off latley so I need a change. A few changes actually. I will post the name of my new bog when I get it, before I delete this one.