I Did The Splits…Literally

I just wanted to tell everyone that I did the splits first thing in the morning.

Yep.  At 31 years of age, I did the splits.  

Feeling a bit nostalgic that morning, I slid my battered duck slippers onto my very cold feet.

From there, I cruised through the house, completing my usual routine; brush teeth, pull back hair, begrudgingly walk down the stairs, rubbing my eyes, wishing I was asleep in my warm bed.

Making it downstairs safely, I opened the baby gate, and took one step onto the lament hardwood floor.

This very ordinary motion prompted my slipper to react with my floor as if it were freshly mopped in oil.

Without any time for my morning brain to react properly, my foot slid straight out in front of me without warning.

I was also juuuuust barely out of reach from the table to grab hold of in order to catch my inevitable fall from grace.

Then it happened…

Down she went… my 31 year old-out-of-shape-body.
Landing into the splits, with duck slippers on my feet.

Then I hear, “It’s a TEN!”

Not really.  But it would have been funny if someone did shout that.  

What lesson did I learn?

I now understand the importance of stretching.  I also now know that you can skip caffeine because doing the splits will make you feel wide awake!

Ouch.  Now excuse me while I go stretch.

Oh…and just in case you were wondering,  I no longer own those slippers.

Yep. You Can Tell We Are From Texas.

There he is, my oldest, standing outside in the snow in his shorts, flip flops, short sleeved shirt, with sock covered hands.  It is a classic image of a southerner who enjoys year round warm weather standing outside to enjoy a fluke snow storm that would grace the south for a day.  
Nathan really doesn’t have an excuse for this though.  We have lived in two wintery states and enjoyed nearly four years of annual snowfall and white Christmas’.  So his choice in wardrobe is a result of pure laziness.  I snapped a couple of pictures of his lunacy before I stepped in and made him dress more appropriately. 

Job 38:22 “Have you entered the treasury of snow…”

I love the snow.  I’ve already written about that.  So when the snow fell in a steady flurry all night long, I looked up into the sky with a large smile and said, thank you.  I also made potato soup with a toasted baguette.  Carb on carb…who doesn’t love that?  Next, I took a thousand pictures, and titled the file “blizzard of 2013”.  Haha.  I crack myself up. 
Seriously though, I never thought I would take so many pictures of the snow.  But gosh darn it, I never get to see snow anymore and it is SO pretty– as if it fell straight from heaven.  
So now I am going to bombard you with all the pictures I took.  Don’t worry…there won’t be a thousand of them.

 Eating snow…

 Eating more snow…

 And some more…

 He was saying, “Gooooooood.” 

All the snow melted by 10:30 the next morning, but we enjoyed it while it lasted.  🙂  
Now I’m ready for spring. 


Art Journal | Update 2

My art journal is slowly evolving into a reflection of my life.

Very s-l-o-w-l-y. 

If you flipped through it today, you would find it teeming with unfinished sketches, partially painted pages, and splotchy areas that were my attempt to fix an uh-oh.

Throughout this experience so far, I would have to say that having an art journal is fun.

On the flip side, it is very time consuming (or I make it time consuming) and this will probably be my last art journal for a very long time once I’m finished. (Haha)  For me, using words to express what is on my mind, coupled with a few snap shots is much easier.

Here are a few pictures of my unfinished drawings so far…

I found a cute mug on Pinterest that had this written on it a long time ago.  I always felt it befit me since I don’t drink coffee.

 This idea for the mason jars were actually done from a tutorial that I watched on Yes and Amen.  She mentioned that she got the idea from somewhere else and passed it down, but either way, I found it to be a charming project, despite my husbands eye roll, lol.  It was also a great way to use up some leftover paper from my scrapbooking days.

As usual, this isn’t finished.  I wanted to add a sleeping cat at the top of the page with its tale hanging over one of the jars.

Bwahahahaha!  This picture…I call her Helga.  She was supposed to be a lovely lady, but she came out an ugly lady, lol.  Bubba and Nathan give me so much grief over this sketch!  They constantly make wise guy remarks; cracking themselves up.  Bubba told me I better take a picture at an angle so it wouldn’t scare anyone.  I figured I would take his advice one this one.

There is a sweet story that accompanies red birds.  It was a story that my grandmother told one day when I was about 12 years old.  I plan on sharing it soon!

Okay, that’s about it for now.  I have a few others that I didn’t photograph, but you get the idea!


Staring At A Blank Wall

Staring at the blank wall in my dining room has been driving me mad for the last two months.  My husband and I have been going back and forth on design options between here and the living room.
Since when did the husbands have a say-so on interior decorating?  We need a garage; That way he won’t impede my vision.  Just kidding.  Sort-of.
Back to the wall.  It is large, plain, and empty.  I can’t have that…so while the kids napped, I decided to paint it with magnatic and chalkboard paint. 

And yes, I finished painting the entire wall in just two hours.  What can I say?  My husband and I make a great team.

I only painted half the wall with the magnetic paint for the kids.  Then, I painted over everything with the chalkboard paint.

My overall vision for this area is to add a desk to it, which my husband plans on building (hopefully) soon.  
But until he can get around to building it, he figured he would give you a visual…

How nice of him.

Products used:
Rustoleum Magnetic Primer
Valspar Chalkboard Paint

To be honest with you, if I could go back and do this again, I would ditch the magnetic primer.  It doesn’t work very well AND it left my wall feeling gritty– making it harder to write on that side of the wall.  
But hey, that’s just my opinion.

Self Portrait Challenge

Linking up with The Paper Mama for her Self Photo Challenge!

I decided to take the self portrait challenge hosted by, The Paper Mama.  She is offering an Instax Mini 8 for the chosen winner!  (I’m using an Instagram photo for this entry.)


Obsessing over…
Household decor.  We moved into a new (to us) house three months ago and I’ve been in total decorating mode.

Working on…
This past week I’ve been working on updating this here blog and looking for good blogs to advertise with.

Thinking about…
Sleep. I miss it.

My dad is visiting from Texas next week! Woot, woot!

Listening to…
Learning To Be The Light by New World Son.

I’ve been nibbling on chocolate all day and sipping on Dr. Pepper.

I could have a back massage.  I have a crazy knot in my shoulder.

Bubba 0 | Karma 1 | The Blair Witch In Texas

My husband’s high school friend, Terry, came to visit last week, and while I don’t often write about my husband, (the one pictured to the right is my husband, Bubba) I feel I have to retell a story they shared with me, that had me laughing until my face turned red.

In fact, I think this story deserves to be told.  It’s not doing any good wasting away in their heads.  Haha.

I hope it at least puts a smile on your face!   

The Blair Witch In Texas

Bubba, Terry, and Josh were the ripe age of sixteen when they decided to camp on a piece of land owned by Josh’s mom’s boyfriend.  Their plan was to stay one week, but on the third day boredom struck.

While Terry and Josh left to try their hand at fishing, Bubba decides the only way to beat the boredom was by mentally scaring his two buddies.

Wasting no time putting thoughts into action, Bubba marched to the back of the campsite where he stacked sticks and rocks behind a hill in different shapes.  Stepping back to admire his handy work, he decided to take it a little further; he grabbed a stick and etched the words, DIE and I’m going to get you in the mud.

While in the middle of his brilliant scheme, Josh busted him.
Josh: “What are you doing!?”
Bubba: “Uhhh…I was trying to scare y’all.”

A short pause.

Josh flashes a crooked smile, looks at Bubba and says, “Let’s get Terry.” 

You didn’t have to tell Bubba twice.  Together, they kept stacking rocks and sticks into shapes.

Proud of themselves, they headed back to camp.  About one hour later, Terry joins them at the tent where they begin to tell him stories about bums that would be caught around there doing strange things in the woods.

Terry took what they said lightly until they took him for a walk at dusk around the woods while continuing to fill his head with more elaborate stories of the witches and the crazy homeless that stalked the woods at night.

Armed with flashlights, they stumbled across random items left by someone else in the woods providing “evidence” that their bum stories were indeed, real.

By now, Terry began buying into their elaborate story.

When it was completely dark, they took Terry around to the spot where they had laid the sticks and rocks out.  Bubba made a big scene, pretending to be scared.

Bubba: “What is all of this stuff!?”

Terry ran up behind him, shined his light on it,  and completely freaked out!  He turned around and ran back to camp as fast as he could.

Bubba and Josh were clearly bemused with themselves.

Back at the campsite, they kept up their charades 

Terry being completely freaked out, pops firecrackers (to keep the bums away) and maintains a huge fire throughout the night.

The next morning, Bubba and Josh awakened to ALL their bags and coolers piled in front of the tent.  They looked over to sleeping Terry, white knuckling his army knife. 

This is when Bubba and Josh loose it, and start laughing and making fun of Terry.  Of course, this made Terry a little butt hurt so he grabbed his gear and packed it away in his car.
They tell him to stay and that it was them all along.

In the end, Terry stayed.

Later that night, they were all inside the tent making shadow puppets after a long war with bottle rockets. (Shooting fireworks at one another)
All of a sudden they hear a loud thud on the tent.

They didn’t think to much about it until they heard something rustling around the tent.

By now, all three boys are shaking, freaking out, “Did you just hear that?”

A large shadow passes in front of the tent.  Now they started to get a little worried and panic ensues.  Someone runs up and starts shaking the tent, violently.  Everyone in the tent storms out, screaming, ready to make a getaway…only to find it was Josh’s mom and cousin messing with them! A storm was approaching and they came to give them a heads up.

Bubba: 0 | Karma: 1

Over The Weekend

1| Rori is eating like a toddler now 2| I’ve been reading, Edge of Apocalypse 3| I came up with a killer marinade for chicken AND pork 4| Rori & me 5| My son told me, “You look like a nice old lady with glasses on.” 6| Need any bread? 7| Playing with my recent app, Snapseed.  I actually wrote this on our chalkboard 8| It has been warming up so we took advantage and went outside 9| Self portrait challenge 10| The snack my son stole from me: baby bell cheese wedge & wheat crackers 11| This kid takes his blanket everywhere 12| We discovered a cute little town with a park 13| Scout sleeping 14| The hubs and I about to go shopping 15| Scout was being a terror this day so I decided he could be a terror outside 16| Following a trail 17| Sticky hair 18| Watching a movie 19| The cabinet door fell off when I opened it – naturally the hubs is fixing it 20| This is the wrapping paper my toddler found and then threw down the stairs 21| Rori eating my lens cap 22| Scout terrorizing my books

Pictures were taken Friday, Saturday, Sunday February 2013

Buying In Bulk | Storage Tips

Let’s hurry to the point.  Buying in bulk for our family is beneficial.  Not only are we on a super duper tight grocery budget, but we are a larger family with a preteen boy who has a healthy appetite.  If you read my meal planning 101 post, then you already know that grocery shopping is typically a bi-weekly ordeal.  However, my husband and I feel that transitioning into buying our groceries only once a month would be a lot easier for us; mainly because we have been splitting our grocery shopping into two days, between three to four stores. 
And shopping for two days at four stores, with three kids (two of which are babies) is EXHAUSTING.  The kids are grumpy by the end of it and usually have to miss out on their naps. 
So, like I said…we are trying to shop monthly.  I don’t know if this will entirely work…this is our first month to try
it, but I have high hopes that it will be a success.
Alright, now that I have that tidbit of information out there for you, I wanted to offer a few tips on how to store your bulk items, and get the most use out of what you purchase.

Four out five of us love eating pineapple, backing me into a corner to purchase it.  Buying canned right now is cheaper, so I make the most of the 6lbs 10 oz can.

  • First, I drain the pineapple and let the juice run into a bowl underneath the colander and set it aside.  (I save the juice to use for our marinades!)  I also save the can to grow my herbs in.
  • In order to make the most out of the little freezer space we have, I bag the pineapple into three quart freezer bags, flatten them, label them, and freeze them by laying them flat.  Once they are frozen, I can move them around as needed.  I also fill one plastic container full and place in the refrigerator.


  • Now I take the pineapple juice that I drained earlier and pour it into a gallon freezer bag.  Then I clean a shelf in the freezer, and lay it completely flat to freeze.  Once it is frozen, you can move it around. 

  • I use this same technique for our hamburger meat.  We bought a 9.38lb log of lean beef, divided it up to roughly 1.25lbs per/bag, flatten them, label the packages, then freeze. (And no, we will not use all of this meat in one month.)

  • For our cheese, we cut the block into chunks, wrap them in sandwich bags/plastic wrap, place in a gallon freezer bag. 

We do a lot of other things, too.  I just figured this would be a good starting point on storing the items we purchase in bulk.  I hope you find it helpful!

Time is Not On My Side

I have a lot to say lately, but little time to say it.  
In other words, time is not on my side.

I’ve been busy.  
I wish I had a nickel for every time anyone said this, I’ve been busy.  I would be filthy rich for the rest of my life. Haha!  I have a pretty good hunch that at some point in a day, we utter those three words.  Four words if you choose to say,  I have instead of I’ve.  Okay, I’m going nowhere with this post so far.  Sorry for my mindless rambling. 
Back to time being on the side of someone else.  My point is, I’m behind on the posts I have been wanting to share.  I estimate I am two weeks behind on sharing what has been on my mind or has been happening in my life.  
One day my life will slow down enough that I can dedicate more time to my preferred hobbies, such as this blog, but until then I’ll probably be behind on dishing out the what’s, what, around here.  I’ll have to rely on notes with random thoughts scribbled across it, my memory, and my voice recorder to make sure I get it all down.  Not just for you; mainly it’s for me.  I love the documentation this blog gives our family.  As a matter of fact, I’m not sure why I didn’t blog sooner.  It’s so much quicker to type than it is to hand write (although, I still have handwritten journals.  they’re charming to flip through.) and you can add pictures as you see fit, which is also quicker than scrap booking.  Less expensive, too.  
I’m veering off my topic again.  
My overall point is that I’m about to play catch-up.  
So hang tight this week.  I’ve got…catching up to do. 
I’m very redundant tonight.  Gah!
Here are a few  pictures for all you visual lovers out there.  They are pictures of things I want to talk about but haven’t carved out the time to tell…there I go again with the redundancy.