Friday, December 30, 2011

The Nebulizer


 I named this cute little guy Nebby. Original, huh. I'm lame like that. 

 We nebulized the chair.

  We nebulized Trevor, occasionally.

 ....behind the chair. 

...and mommy. 

And then he cried because he hates it now, apparently. 

I didn't even know what this was until a couple of months ago. Trevor and Callen had been congested and coughing for about two months. I'm pretty sure it's allergy related, but still. Something needs to be done about it.  It's pretty bad now. So I took him to my pediatrician. I changed pediatricians for the FIFTH {you heard me} time when Callen was born.

BEST. THING. I. EVER. DID. {changing peds, that is.}

I know I've plugged them before, but I'm going to do it again, Progressive Pediatrics... 30 miles, one way from my house... worth EVERY mile... funny because one of the doctors is Dr. Miles, the other is Dr. Ceron.

Seriously. Even their medical assistants know what they are talking about. They don't just say "I don't know, I'll have to ask the doctor." Most of the time they know the answers. They are SO organized and have it together at this office. They aren't condescending at all {which is HUGE to me}, Dr. Ceron is certified in holistic pediatrics {which I used to think was hippie medicine}. Everything they've told me to do has worked SO MUCH BETTER than other remedies.

For instance, when I took Trevor in a couple months ago {we saw one of the nurses, Hope Gunn; LOVE her.} She checked him out and asked me if he's ever been on breathing treatments with a nebulizer.

"I don't even know what those are?"

So she showed me how, I did a treatment on him and she came back a little after that and checked him again, she said he sounded like a different kid. She sent me home with one, compliments of my insurance {a $258.00 machine}.

WHY THE FREAK has no one else offered that instead of cramming antibiotics down my kids throats, particularly Bailey?

I MEAN SERIOUSLY, F-I-V-E pediatricians.... FIRST one to mention it. First ones, to do allergy tests.

If I told you how many antibiotics Bailey was on her first year and a half of life and allergy medications {without ever doing an allergy test}, etc.... you'd slap me and call me a bad parent.

You know, as a first {or second or third, or fourth} time parent, you don't always know which questions to ask, that's where finding a good pediatrician comes in.... with a good pediatrician, they will go ahead and explain why the treatment is necessary, how it's going to help, and what you can expect to see change, what side affects you might see, etc. .  Progressive Pediatrics does that. They are thorough.

I LOVE IT.

She also told me to get XClear... it's a nasal spray with Xylitol in it.. it comes from a plant, but it's antibacterial... so it prevents bacteria from growing in the nose. Pricey, but I'm willing to try anything once. It seemed to work.

Anyway, I could go on and on and on. I heart them. They are WONDERFUL.

With Trev's tummy issues, she told me to strictly enforce NO SOY, NO CASEIN, have him on probiotics and a papaya enzyme at every meal. It really does seem to help. He is still having some issues, but we'll see.

If you aren't satisfied where you are, check them out.

There's my plug. Their alternatives are pricey because they are natural remedies but they are safer and healthier than throwing chemical medications down their throat {not that I'm opposed to that in desperation...}.

I'm stepping off of my soap box.

The End.






The BEST Compliment

So, after a long, long morning of Trevor screaming for 2 hours, I finally made him go to sleep {more on that later} and got the baby, who's also miserable, to sleep {ANNNND Trevor just walked out, awesome.} Anyhow, so I got them both down, and {now Callen is crying and hacking up a lung, AWESOM-ER} Bailey and I jumped in the shower really quickly.

So we're in the shower and we have the following conversation:

 "Mommy, why's your belly fat?"

{luckily, I could say...} "Because there's a baby in my belly."

"What are these?" {points to the MANY nasty stretch marks all over said tummy}

"That is where new skin grew so my belly could grow and get bigger when I had you, Trevor and Callen. They are called stretch marks. They are pretty ugly, huh."


....wait for it.... because this response just melted me.

"I think they're reawwy pretty."

BEST compliment, ever.

Probably because they are purple and she's OBSSESSED with it right now, but I'll take what I can get!

Love that sweet, spunky girl.

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

B.F.F.'s


 Can I just tell you, that one of things that brings THE MOST joy and purpose to my days and life is watching my kids play together.


I can't begin to tell you how much I LOOOOVVVEEEEE hearing them laugh and play. When Bailey is at school or away, Trevor asks for her a bajillion times a day. They LOVE playing together. I LOVE that they LOVE playing together. I'm 99.99999% sure that in a few more years they will be constantly bickering and I am going to have to put them on the curb with signs saying "Free personal Slave" but for now. I freaking love it.

Love. Love. Love. Trevor doesn't even mind being bossed around and forced to do whatever Bailey's overactive imagination comes up with.

{P.S. sorry for the lack of editing... I'm lazy these days.} 

And sweet, sweet, angel, baby Callen, just watches them. Absorbing in the fact that in a few more months when he's walking, he will become prey. Maybe he's calculating his defense strategy now? He's a smart one, that boy. Trevor is already trying to break him in easy. When Callen is crawling or on all fours, Trevor takes it upon himself, to mount the poor kid as a horse and try to ride him, cowboy style, not lacking the "gyup" {giddy up}.

LOVE. THESE. BABIES.

Remind me tomorrow, when I'm barfing and can't get off the couch... or in seven months when there are FOUR FREAKING KIDS in my house and there is no more order and I don't know what to do with myself.

Friday, December 23, 2011

Holy, Stockings!

I FIIIINNNAAALLLLY got them finished.... except for the new kids. I need to know what it is first... 'cause I have some DANG cute, vintage ginerbread house fabric, if it's a girl.

Anyway... blood, sweat, tears {literally, all three} and a week later..... drum roll please...
{there is one playing in my head, do you hear it?}

They are most definitely not perfect. But I don't give a flyin' rats behind; we will use them and love them, FOR-EV-ER. 


Because I said so. {Rebekah Hunter Scott, that's for you ;) }


Merry Christmas Y'all! 

Sunday, December 18, 2011

Shepherd's Pie Awesomeness



It was DE-FREAKING-LICIOUS. No kidding. I had some for dinner AND for dessert.

Bailey LOOOOVVEED it. She begged me to take it to school for her lunch... forgetting that she isn't going to school for three, really long weeks.

 She shoveled it into her mouth, literally, see.

I'm sure your appetite has subsided, but don't worry. I'll post the other picture at the end and it will cure that. 

It's pretty much the same recipe I usually use, except, I decided to make it totally unhealthy and add gravy to the meat. HOOOOLLLLYYY MOLY!

Heaven. Divinity. Those shepherd's sure knew what they were doing when they invented this dish.

WHOA. {Joey Lawrence style... raise your hand if you remember him? Mmm he was yummy too.}

Okay, enough of my blubbering. Here's what you do, it's quick and easy... just a lot going on at once... a second pair of hands... {Jeffrey Shaw} are helpful... he was really helpful.

Disclaimer: This is NOT a healthy dish... I mean it CAN be, but this way... not a chance. 

Also, if you want a truer Shepherd's Pie... leave out the veggies, but we like them...

Ingredients:
I 1/2 lbs. ground beef
PDHS = Paula Dean's House Seasoning {scroll down for recipe}
1 medium onion chopped however you like it
6-7 potatoes, peeled, and cubed
cheddar cheese to tast {and by that I mean I sprinkle, sprinkle, and sprinkle a lot probably about 2 cups... we like cheese}
frozen mixed veggies... about 2 cupsish
1/2 can beef broth
1 1/2 TBSP. corn starch

Directions: 
Put your ground beef in a skillet and add: onion, PDHS and Worcestershire sauce. {That's pronounced wosrt-er-sher, FYI... say it right, practice if you need to.}

Brown it on medium heat... it will release more juice than a higher heat.

While it's browning get your pot of water ready to boil the potatoes... salt it pretty well, add the potatoes... cook em for about 10 minutes.

When your meat is browned all the way....

DO NOT DRAIN THE FAT. I know it's gross, and really tempting.. I usually drain it and then blot the meat with a paper towel... I'm a freak, I know.

I repeat... DO NOT DRAIN THE FAT!


Take a slotted spoon {a big one if you have it} and transfer the meat and onions to the baking dish you're going to use. spread it out evenly over the bottom.

Start steaming your frozen veggies. It only takes a few minutes.

Bust out your can of beef broth and add it to the beef fat. Pour about half of the can into the pan and whisk it a smidgen. Start adding your cornstarch, a 1/2 a tablespoon at a time, whisking well, as you go. Let it simmer while whisking it. The cornstarch won't thicken until the heat cooks it. When it's thickened, pour it over the meet in the baking dish and mix it all together, make them best friends.

Drain your veggies and plop them on top of the meat/gravy mixture and spread it out. {They can be girlfriend and boyfriend.}

Drain the potatoes and dump them in your slowly, painfully, dying Kitchenaid mixer. With the paddle attachment, add milk, butter, & PDHS to taste until smooth and moist. No one likes dry mashed potatoes, let's be honest.

SIDE NOTE: This is not a Casein free recipe... though I thought it was until I started making the mashed potatoes and remembered there was milk and butter and cheese on the top... but I wasn't about to ruin it with rice milk, vegan butter and tofu cheese... sorry, Bailey... My flesh is weak, and so is my stomach.

 Okay, so mashed potatoes are done. Plop 'em on top of the veggies and then sprinkle your cheese like it's the last cheese on earth. Lots, and lot's of cheese.

Put it in the oven at 375 until cheese is melted and you think it's heated through... about 10-15 minutes should do it.

Take it out and devour it. For dinner, and dessert.  'Cause you can. Cause in January you're going to make a resolution to lose weight, even though you won't keep it... but, hey... it's not JANUARY, YO! It's still December.


Eat up! 

Oh, PDHS. I'm sitting in Bed right now, and I'm FAR too lazy to get up and go grab the cookbook, but it's essentially Salt, Pepper, and Garlic Powder. I want to say 1 C. salt and 1/4 C. Pepper and 1/4 C. Garlic Powder... but I'm really and truly not sure, so I will post it first thing in the morning. When I'm already in the kitchen. Not ready to pass out in bed, even though I took a two hour nap this afternoon.

Good night, my friends.

{It turns out I was right... Those are the correct ratios. I put it in a large shaker {like an onion flakes shaker} and use it in dang near everything. Love the stuff.

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Pity Party For One Please {well, two, really}

Wow. You'd think I'd be used to exhaustion. I did a pretty good job of powering through it today and being productive anyway. Once 8:00 p.m. comes... I feel like I fading into a dark and dismal oblivion of bad sleep. Here I am, dishes and dinner done, kids in bed, and off I go pounding away on Charlie {Charlie's the new sewing machine} trying to make some progress on Trevor's stocking... I chose a pinwheel pattern for his... FYI... they are hard, and suck a mega mega big one. HOWEVER, I have managed to trim them down to nothingness so that they are squared decently. Anyway, this caused me to have to remeasure and fit the rest, and since I'm tired and lazy and just decided to wing it.... I've spent A LOT of time with Mr. Seam Ripper tonight. A mental break? Sure! Why not.

Bad,

BAD,

idea.

Now I'm sitting on this ridiculously comfy couch sinking into it, and I might not be able to get up {like last night when I passed out on it at the end of NCIS L.A..

The thing is, There is oh, ya know, like ten or twenty pounds of ground beef sitting in my sink that needs to be portioned and frozen.

The physical side of me doesn't get a say, because I'll sink into that dark oblivion we already covered, the mental side of me says:
" uuugggghhh... it's only 8:45... but wait? Really? It feels like 10 or 11? HOW am I going to last long enough to put that junk away........ JEEEEEEEFFFFFFFFFRRRRRREEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYY."

THE END.

P.S. How about he won me Kelly Clarkson tickets on the radio today... He kind of rocks my socks... {obviously, hence the pity party for TWO= fetus in my gut}.

The end, fo real.

Thursday, December 8, 2011

Half Birthday!


Happy half birthday to our super sweet Callen! He's 6 months today! I can't believe it! It's been a great 6 months and we love him so much! He brings such a sweet, fun spirit to our home! LOVE this little man.



Christmas Spirit.

Ya know, the past few years... I'm just not feeling it! I put my tree up early to try and channel the holiday spirit, but then life gets busy and I never get around to decorating to the extent of what I'd like. In fact, I'm either missing a bin of Christmas stuff, or threw out our old stockings in the anticipation that I would be motivated enough to get or make new ones. I really want to make these gorgeous ones.. or similar to them by Camille Roskelley.


I even went out and found some fabric... I'm not in love with any of it. So now there are 2 weeksish... I'm not counting, just guessing... and we have 0 stockings. I just found out, that I need to make a sixth stocking. Yes, that's right. NExt Christmas there will be an additional bundle of joy in the Shaw family. We are excited! Anyhow, I've been wanting to do all sorts of fun stuff with the kids... I don't have many ideas... so help a sista' out and leave me some easy, good, quality time things to do with the kids, pretty, pretty please!

Sunday, December 4, 2011

GF/CF Veggie Lovin' Lasagna

I found this recipe on Pinterest {my new favor-ite thing}. Looks so YUM, doesn't it!

So I got all excited to make it and realized... A. I hadn't looked at the recipe... but I had an idea of what was in it and B: BAILEY CAN'T HAVE CHEESE.

BUZZ KILL.

So I bought her some vegan mozzarella {she got to taste it before I bought it, and liked it... so whatev}... and left out the ricotta cheese on hers.

I'm making a whole pan for each and I'm freezing it so she can have lunches/dinners {same goes for us, so I hope it's good!}

I adjusted the recipe a bit and basically doubled it, since I was making two pans.

Ingredients:
3 large yellow squash and 3 small/med. zuccini {because it's what I had on    hand} 
2 cans of italian style plum tomatoes
A cup or so of mozzarella cheese {'cause I can}
Approx. 2 T. oregano
Some garlic powder to taste {bc I was out of fresh... garlic doesn't belong in air tight containers... it will go bad, learned that the hard way.}
salt & pepper and ground red pepper {not too much red pepper maybe 1/4-1/2 tsp. since I was doing a double batch.}
12 oz-ish Ricotta cheese {I like it A LOT} {said like Jim Carrey}
 I THINK that's it.

So here's how it goes.

Drain the tomatoes half way* and stick them in a food processor or blender and pulse 'em.


* {I would drain them all the way} because there is a LOT of water from the squash when it's done.

Chop up the onions and toss 'em in a skillet with the ground beef, sausage, turkey {whatever you want to use} to saute 'em. Add some salt, pepper, red pepper, garlic {fresh if you've got it, powder if ya don't}.


While that's sauteing, slice up your squash and zuccini.


Once the meat is brown and onions are soft put the tomatoes in and add the oregano and some salt. I added about a 1.5 tablespoon of sugar to neutralize the acidity because it made my throat burn it was so acidic. Let it simmer for a little while until it reduces a little.

 {I forgot to take a picture, sorry}

Then you assemble.

I put a little sauce on the bottom to keep it all from sticking. Then layed the squarsh. {yes, squarsh.} then some mozzarella {or vegan cheese} and some ricotta {but not on Bailey's} then some more squarsh, sauce cheese ricotta, cheese. DONE.





Bake at 375 until it gets browned and bubbly. 


It was yum! 

Bailey liked hers too. Vegan cheese and all. 


See the juice? Squash and zuccini hold a lot of water. You might want to try to draw some of it out by soaking it in a brine {salt water bath} or by pre boiling or sauteing it. If you're going to do that, go ahead and keep some of the tomato juice.

Happy Veggie lovin' lasagna eatin'!





Advent Calendar


I'm in charge of Sharing Time this month in Primary. For all of you non- LDS people out there Primary is where the kids go for the 2nd and 3rd hour blocks of our Sunday meetings. They have singing time and a group lesson/devotional called Sharing Time. This month is obviously about Jesus' birth. This week we are discussing/teaching about the different prophets would prophesied about Jesus' birth. I was looking up ideas to help me  and found an advent calendar hand out here at Sugardoodle.net. I liked it, but I wanted something with a little more visual aesthetics. I moved the dates around a little so it would fit because I had to reformat it, and just added a few graphics. The blank spaces are so your kids can fill in some of their ideas as well. I thought that was neat, so it would make them apply what they learn and decide on some things all on their own. Anyhow, you are welcome to use it if you want. I'm not sure how to make it printable from the web, but if you'd like me to email you a copy just shoot me an email @ neelyk2@yahoo.com. I did black and white since it was going to be photocopied anyway... Happy Sunday and God Bless.

Monday, November 28, 2011

Chicken Tortilla Soup



A couple years ago I was in Sam's or Bj's and they had this soup for sample. It was yum. So I made it at home for myself {Mr. Shaw was away on business}. It was so flipping EASY! So YUM {which is important!}.

Here's the recipe; it's by Del Monte. Don't knock it till you try it.

1{16oz} can whole kernal corn
1{10oz} can chicken, drained
1{10oz} can stewed tomatoes, drained
1{15oz} can black beans {it doesn't call for it but I rinse mine a little}
2{13oz}cans of chicken broth

tortilla chips to taste {crack 'em and put em on top}
shredded cheese to taste {I use cheddar, and lots of it... on top}

Dump all ingredients in a large sauce pan and simmer on medium until chicken is heated through.

DELISH. Seriously. AND healthy.

DO IT!

Saturday, November 26, 2011

Back In The Saddle, Again...

World, meet Blue.                       Blue, Meet World. 
{notice the hipstamatic hair do}

Remember how I told you I thought I was going to start riding again? And that I had a personal vendetta against this horse... Blue. Well, I grew some balls and got on him.... While my dad was there of course so he could keep him in line and give me pointers that I've long forgotten.  I'm glad I did. It helps having someone watch you and telling you how you can change... For example, I apparently like to choke the reigns {which frustrates and confuses the horse because he gets no relief from the bit after turning or doing what I say. And, then he's all WTF crazy lady... let up before I buck your fat butt off}

I wouldn't have realized it if someone hadn't been there to watch me and tell me. PLUS, my dad is a real live cowboy... as in... used to go on cattle drives regularly... in fact that's what he used Blue for, was for cuttin' cattle.

We didn't even trot. We walked and practiced his listening skills. He wanted to trot... but that crap was not happening. He was feeling me out to see who's boss. I won. 

 See him hanging his humble head in defeat? Maybe I'm imagining it.

He's camera shy. Or maybe tired from my fat mama booty weighing down on him. 

I know you probably want the juicy, yet humiliating {for me} details of Blue and I's former encounter. So for the sake of full disclosure {'cause that's how I roll}

Here we goooo...

It was Thanksgiving or Christmas a few years ago, and I decided I'd take 'ole Blue for a spin. Well, I hadn't planned it out ahead of time and was wearing flip flops {which came off}, and the stirrups were a little long and my dad didn't want to adjust them, since they were already set for him.

So, whatev, I hop on Blue and squeeze away with my child birthin' thighs. Well, Blue is devious... and smart, and conniving and demonic, and just WRONG.

He decided that before I had a tight grip, or, well, any grip on the reigns that he would just haul tail {that's pronounced haw tail} through the pasture. Not just through the pasture, but AROUND the fence line of the pasture, reeeeally close to the barbed wire fence.

 He was by no means going his fastest, but he had a good speed going and I've got nothing but a death grip with my fatigued floppy child birthin' thighs to hold me on... I seriously THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO DIE.  I was holding the reigns back up behind my head.... pulling as hard as I could, but of course, he couldn't feel a thing.

Why didn't I tighten them up you say?

Well, I WAS TRYING NOT TO DIE.

Seriously though, I was trying not to die.

These high speed loops around the 2-ish acre pasture went on for 5-10 minutes or an hour or five, in my mind.  Until finally, I stopped trying not to die, and grabbed the stinking reigns tight and yanked them as hard as I could and stopped him.

Man, I want to punch him in the face just thinking about it. He knew exactly what he was doing...

It was the opportune time, before I grabbed those reigns to just take the freak off. Smart beastly horse.

I have never been scared of a horse in my life. In fact, I've been thrown off, stepped on, shat on, slobbered on, bitten... etcetera. Never, ever, scared. Ever.

Stupid, horse.

Stupid, stupid, horse.

Ruined my freaking mojo.

Lousy horse.

So you see, I once again am not {consciously} scared of him, so... I'm going to tame that stubborn old horse and make him do I want.

Because.... I gave BIRTH. In a BATHTUB. With NO DRUGS. JERK. Beat that. I can tame a stubborn old horse!

OR. ELSE.

There you have it people. 

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

RECAP

Today was an interesting one. It's Tuesday. Tuesday, is therapy day.

The BANE of my existence. For OH, so many reasons. But mostly, because I have to go all the way over there TWICE and I have to take the boys to Bailey's therapy which means I get to wrangle them in the waiting room instead of being in there learning how to help her at home, etc. A babysitter, you say? Why, YES. Thank you... are you going to pay for it too? SWEET!

Today actually, wasn't so bad... other than missing out on her therapy.

Anyhow... on with the show!

 This morning I was awakened by a super whiney and irritable, Trevor AND Bailey.


Tantrums ensued.

Then while I'm getting the kids stuff together for our all day car ride, all over town... I walked by the kitchen and saw THIS...

Exhibit A: 


No chair or anything to help him up there.

He was after these. We call them Baby Crack... like the drug. He LOVES these things. In fact, he ate them for breakfast... because it was that kind of morning and he didn't want anything else. 

 So, of course, I'm curious as to how he managed to get up there... so a few minutes later he goes back to the kitchen and tries again, this time I'm ready. This is how he did it...

BRUTE STRENGTH. 



Except his plan was thwarted when his arm got caught... 

Serves him right... but it won't deter him... anymore than a hangover deters a  someone from getting drunk off of their a-double-s. {and yes, my kitchen is GROSS. I haven't been home to clean it... I'm accepting volunteers, any takers?}

By this point, Callen is exhausted and ready to pass out... but I wanted him to sleep through Trevor's Feeding therapy, so I was keeping him up. Except, when I walked in the living room he was waning...


Cute.Sweet.Boy.I.Heart.Him. 



Exhibit B: 


T- Rev also recently figured out how to break of the entire right side of styrofoam from his car seat. Now, THAT is safety awareness. This is an ex post facto picture. He usually enjoys playing with it while we are driving, as in, he takes it off while buckled in the seat...even better, I know.


Today while said shenanigan was going on... he figured out that he could turn the light on and off with it. Why must he be so smart?

Then, I decided, while Callen was passed-the-freak-out in his car seat I would clean out the car. Because, it too, is DISGUSTING. You couldn't even see the floor, no lie. It looks like we live in it. So while I take the initial load in and unlock the front door I come back to see Bailey scurrying back to the back {after taking as many swigs as she could off of my Coke {the drink} } and Trevor, unaware that I'm right there watching him, is swiggin' away as well. YUCK. I guess it didn't matter in the long run because as I'm collecting the next load of crap to take in I see this Gem.

Exhibit C:

{That floating white dot, is the portion of the cup that the straw poked out} 

Yes, it's filthy. I know. Hence the cleaning I was doing. So, as I learned a while ago when I had nothing but a diaper to clean up a spilled Dr. Pepper, I grabbed the nearest diaper {it took exactly 2 diapers to get it out} and soaked it up. 

Exhibit D:

When we got home, Bailey went into the play room {which is also a hot mess, especially after she dumped all the stuffed animals everywhere} and started explaining how to measure, cut, and stitch "velcro". I don't know where she got that from but her methods of sewing where fairly accurate. So I busted out the camera... of course. Then she started telling us how to knit.  The lighting is AWFUL and I apologize, it was raining and there was no daylight to help a hooka out. 

Well, it looks like blogger is having some technical difficulties... sooo... That will have to wait for another day. Lo siento mis amigos. 

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Outlets.

I've always had them. {Not the shopping outlets, though I've always had those nearby as well.}

Music has always been a huge one, horseback riding, exercising, country dancing.... I miss them all SO SO much. I actually think I may hop on 'ole blue and tame that wild beast one of these days.

{Blue is my dad's horse. We have some issues. Well, Blue doesn't have issues with me, it's more like, I have a serious personal vendetta against him.}

Country dancing, was in my younger days. I. LOVE. IT. But, when I moved back to Florida, it's just not the same. People stand around the bar and drink and watch you, but there aren't many people on the floor. In Utah, it was SO much FUN! You didn't have to worry about alcohol, or perverts {mostly}, the people that were there, were there to dance. And dance we did... until the wee small hours of the morning.

That ship has sailed.

I did just join the gym, but I think I'm going to cancel it. #1: I'm paying a small fortune that we don't really have to spare.

#2: The classes are offered at inopportune times for our routine. Either in the morning when the boys are cranky and ready to pass out or in the evening around bed time. "Early to bed, Early to rise." My kids take that very seriously.... especially the early to rise part... like 5:30/6:00 a.m. serious.  So they go to bed around 7/7:30. Which means, bed and bath are around 6:00p.m. when the other classes are. I just need to get off my toosh and work out at home or bust out the jogging stroller and power walk... 'cause you KNOW I can't run pushing 45 pounds of kids. I'm rambling. So sorry.

Music/Theatre... not an option due to scheduling.

I think that's why I've been getting crafty this past year. I created my own new outlet not even realizing it. Man! My sub conscience is getting GOOD! Not only do I get to have an outlet of sorts {though not my favorite one} it's an outlet none the less, AND I have learned a ton of new talents!

Everyone needs to channel the crazy somehow.

Outlets. Go getcha some!

Amen.

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Snowflakes in Florida!

Since these are about the only type we will ever see here... I figured we'd put some up for Christmas. I'm super anal about my tree, and I don't let the kids help me... or anyone really. I do give them a little tree to decorate. So we do Christmas crafts instead.


 I bought these a few years ago at The Dollar Tree. I got a lot more than I needed. Anyhow, I came across them the other day when I busted out my Christmas tub. Today, I decided that we were going to pretty them up. So, we took some Elmer's glue and I outlined them and then Bailey made a sparkly, shimmerific mess  dollin' 'em up.



So go make some snowflakes... and don't forget the glitter, it's the best part!

I'm a hooker...


... a crochet hooker. As in, I use a crochet hook. I just learned how to crochet, and it's my new favorite hobby.

Why do you like crocheting like an old lady, you say?

 Welllllllll, it's because it's:
mindlessly relaxing and it's not the least bit tedious... so on a day when I have nothing left, I can still accomplish something without wanting to rip my hair out,
I can watch my tv shows {the few I watch} while doing it.
It's also really easy once you get your own rhythm down.

I went with my mom, gramma and sister in law to The Sew and Quilt Shop in Bunnell. They were super nice and patient. It literally took me an hour and half to get a 6 inch strip done. No lie.  So because I pseudo understand things when I'm in the moment and then completely forget when I get home on my own {seriously, ever since elementary school... I have little to know retention} I decided to go to YouTube. My mom told me about a tutorial she found by a dude named Mikey.


He breaks his down nicely and simply. So here is a great starting point if you've ever wanted to learn! Happy hookin'! {get your mind out of the gutter!}

Friday, November 11, 2011

Morphing

I sit here in my living room in the quiet. The baby is sleeping and Trevor and Bailey are at Gramma's house. I feel lonely and I miss them. Like CRAZY.

Not so long ago I yearned to have some free time, to get a break. Maybe I'm just really starting to embrace my role as a stay at home mom, or maybe I've just learned to cope with the stress and overwhelmingness...

{yes, that is a word. Check the dictionary. If you can't find it, it's probably because you don't have the same dictionary as me... just sayin'}

...that comes with having three small kids all day everyday. I used to think MAN, I can't wait until these kids go off to college. I'm pretty sure I might shrivel up and cease to exist when that happens... don't get me wrong, I'm sure I'll embrace my newfound  free time and productivity when that time comes... but man... will I miss them.

I also used to want to travel and live in new places and see the country and the world. That has changed as of late too. I pretty much just want to be near my family. Maybe that's because I've lost several family members in the last few years and I'm afraid to miss the time I have with them, or maybe I'm just maturing and discovering that you can't get lost time back.

Who knows? It's fascinating to me though the way that we morph in life as we grow and learn, our values change, as do the things that are important to us. Life is fleeting. You don't get a redo. Make your moments count. When your pissed off at someone, ask yourself how important it really is going to be in the long run... or better yet, how would you feel if you lost that person and didn't get to rectify what went wrong. I'm starting to grasp that importance. Don't get me wrong, I still have a temper... but I don't hold grudges the way I used to.

Once again, interesting how out perspectives morph... like this blog post... that I didn't really plan on being what it turned into... but, it is what it is.

On that note, I'm so grateful for my family and friends. One thing I have never lacked is supportive and loving and amazing friends and family. Thank you, for being you and being there for me. I love and appreciate you all.




Thursday, November 10, 2011

Design on a dime... the real life edition.

I've been working on redecorating the living room for the last few months. We are still poor-ish college kids so funding is low. I'm pretty pleased with how things came out, though. Not gonna lie I'm a pretty frugal person.


I grew up POOR. So, it's super hard for me to waste money... I mean, I manage just fine, when I need/want to, but I really try hard not to. Even if money was a non-issue, I don't see the point in wasting it, just because you can.

I love watching home improvement shows. I'm a do-it-your-selfer. It's fun, and I can make it exactly what I want it to be {within my talent range anyway}. I always do a capital "Pppppsssshhhhhh!!" When they start talking about "We redecorated this whole room for $1200!" ... and they think that it's a small number. If only every american had $1200 to redecorate a room, right. Scratch that. If only I had $1200 to redecorate a room. 

I've done browns and naturals for the past 5 years and I'm done with it. I need COLOR. It's coming together nicely. Though, I didn't think to take before pictures... You'll get to see the after. The only thing that's really missing now is the storage ottoman that I haven't gotten a chance to finish covering. Hopefully, that will happen this weekend. Also, My chairs have been destroyed by the kids, so I want to make some sort of slipcover for them until we can afford a sectional sofa someday in the distant future. 

So far I have these rugs for a total of $47.00 {for both} at my favorite store EVER... Home Goods. 


Wall Art: This was minimal... maybe $25 for ALL of it. The frames are compliments of my nanny and gramma = FREE. Spray paint $6-ish, fabric... I used scraps. I used foam board from The Dollar Tree for the background boards so $2.07.  The two blue frames were  and the bronze one were about $10 for all three together. THAT is what I call frugal! Oh...


 I also got the mirrors beside the TV at Target for $7.48 EACH. So $13 for BOTH!  I KNOW!! I got the pink and green frames on the TV armoire from TJ Maxx for $14 for both.


We are making a storage ottoman, as well. Here is the top of it. This has been on our to do list for a LONG time. It was going to be cheap but I think we've put about $200 into it. Lumber, fabric, foam, scotch guard, spray adhesive. It should be finished this weekend. It proved to be more difficult than I'd expected, and we're just really busy. 


The S-H-A-W letters I already had and they were hideous. I originally painted them brown with yellow, red, orange, blue and green stripes. They didn't come out the way I wanted them too, but they took about 5-6 hours  to do and I didn't feel like redoing them. Until now. All I did was spray paint them and tie scrap fabric in knots. They still don't look right to me, so I'll probably make some adjustments, but for now, it works. So they were free.


Here's how it looks, now; sans storage ottoman, coat rack that's on my list and drapes that I'm too lazy to put up since we are moving to a different rental in 6 months. Also, the yellow and blue frame isn't finished, I just haven't had time to work on it, since Christmas is creeping up fast! 








So our grand total is approximately $300 {spread out over a few months}. Pretty dang awesome, though I am bummed that the ottoman cost so much to do, but at least I got to customize it, and it's still cheaper than what I could have bought one that size for.