Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Challenging myself in 'The Hood.

Through the last few years I've hosted this weight loss challenge, and had lots of luck getting about a dozen people involved and signing myself up for a 60-90 day diet at the beginning of each year and you know what?   I'm sick and tired of it.  I'm sick and tired of doing it every fricken year! I need to buckle up buttercup and just get a handle on making myself healthy.  No more crash diets, and I worked out for 2 weeks straight now I'm going to be a couch potato for 3 months.  Every year I try try again with losing those 20 whatever pounds only to gain it back again as soon as it ends. Thats it!!! It will happen no more!  I drew the line see  --->

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 I will (as I cross my heart) carry a better lifestyle!   I will give myself the standard 30-60 minutes of yoga and/or exercise a day no matter what.  This is my body and my life and I want to see a change.   I care about what I put in my body and that my favorite drink at Starbucks is a Toffee Mocha an it has an outstanding 450 calories in it and that's just for the Grande size not the Venti size!  Egads!  I will be cautious of how much I consume, and just be more wise about my choices.  I'm not going all South Beach on you, but I am making an honest effort, and by putting it on my blog, what better way for you to check on me!I will make myself a better person because I found some great friends so far in 'The Hood with the Sisterhood of the Shrinking JeansSisterhood of the Shrinking Jeans
  I figured out how to Tworkout:

and if you are curious....and you know you are...click on the Sisterhood Website to find out how to Workout and Tweet at the same time.   The hood is filled with fabulous people that are just like me and are in it to shrink their jeans.   So I just wanted to share the news, spread the word, and start logging my triumphs because starting today, I will make a difference, I will see a difference, and I will shrink my jeans!   Goodbye my BMI of today.... I'll post often and let you know how I'm doing!

Monday, November 22, 2010

Easy...

With money misfortunes and career challenges life has it's ups and downs. I would definately call dibs on one of those "easy" buttons.

Back off...this one is mine!   Hey... mine's not working.... life's not "EASY" yet!

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Dear Santa...

Here is the current 'Letter to Santa' from the girls for Christmas...

The funny thing is...I can almost make out everything on the list. Tell me if you can make these things out?

Now remember these were written from a 6 year old's perspective just learning how to spell...

From Autumn:
#1 apatsnackwetisinabox
#2 fetharod
#3 asbox360
#4 iwotaspekr
#5 notv
#6 arobotcar
#7 iwatatothowt
#8 aflathlit
#9 altlfarmos
#10 apol
#11 dsi
#12 zoozoopeswethamohak
#13 abik
#14 oliwotforcesmsisaubreytofoteth
#15 olokejeepwotislotl
#16 a dog
#17 a hapstr
Love Autumn


From Aubrey:
#1 Oliwotforcesmsismytofoteeth
(continuation from #1:) sreiredelostmyfoteth ha ha
#2 I wot a Brbe
#3 I wot a scodr
#4 I love zoo zo
#5 I wot cande
#6 I LOVE DSI (now add cute little hearts and a big drawing of a DSI).

I love Santa not you.
Signed, Aubrey


I have not received Aaron's wish list as of yet, but I had to laugh my way through reading the girls'.

Tomorrow I will go ahead and post the answers... can you guess any of them?

Monday, November 1, 2010

I think YOU'RE Amazing! :)

If you are feeling down, don't. I think you're amazing. Cheer up and listen.




Just The Way You Are lyrics

Saturday, October 30, 2010

My writing blog: WriteThisPatiBartlett

I am going to take November seriously.  It's National Novel Writing Month and I will begin 30 days and nights of literary abandon. 

I will be posting my stats of my writing goal over the next 30 days on my other blog, so please feel free to follow along:
http://www.writethispatibartlett.blogspot.com/.

If you have a minute check it out, and follow along as I pursue my task of writing...yet another novel in just 30 days.

Let the writing begin, in about 24 hours!

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Cider and donuts...a few days later

So we went to the cider mill on Sunday and now it's Thursday.  We stopped by http://www.franklincidermill.com/ for a quick taste.  Back on Sunday a beautiful crisp fall day with the sun shining and the bees swarming and the smell of fresh apples filled the air.   Ah yes, it was the perfect day.  My family found a parking spot in the tiny lot, eventually; and waited in line patiently for the goodies.  Making a $14 purchase of just 1/2 gallon of cider and a dozen donuts we cursed at the prices but nonetheless were happy.  Through the heavy crowds of other cider buying flocks, we found a small place to sit at the mill while we brushed the bees away and watched the mill spin as the sounds of lapping water rolled over and over and over. 

My family of 5 each had one or two donuts and we headed home with minimal leftovers.  I set the 4 or 5 donuts that were leftover under the glass dome to help preserve the goodness of the donuts and waited.

Today being Thursday, I saw two donuts sat staring at me from inside their fish bowl glass dome.  They were still soft, but a little bit too soft.  The condensation of the warm donuts under the glass dome made it a little sweaty in there and now it was already several days later.  I was disappointed, these were some seriously tastey donuts and they were now a smidge soggy and on the verge of going stale.  A thought hit me, I wonder how these would taste if I put one in the toaster.

Now, I was a little scared, but what harm would it cause?   The worst case scenario would be that it gets stuck in the toaster, flames ignite the entire box and sets fire to the kitchen and I would promptly find a fire extinguisher and put it out.   So... eh, I'll take the risk.

I slide it in, on the lowest setting wait and watch the hot wires sizzle.   Don't worry, there was no worst case scenario burning away.  No smoke, just a quiet toasting of donut.

The toaster pops and with a little help I free the donut from the iron claw of the toaster and must say...

I HIGHLY recommend this.  It made it taste like I just bought it at the cider mill.  Warm, a little crunchy on the outside soft on the inside and oh so yummy.

p.s.  Don't use the sugar/cinnamon ones because I can for-see worst case scenario coming for you.

Now you can enjoy warm donuts from the cider mill again at home!

Monday, October 18, 2010

Falling apart, on the floor, kicking and crying.

Yes we've all had those days, but we've seen it more and more in our kids.  The "falling apart, on the floor, kicking, screaming, and crying because I don't know why..." is happening time and time again.   I understand, kids are kids and some are a little more cranky than others.

Let's recall a recent "fall apart day" one of my daughters had.

I'm standing in the kitchen in the early wee hours of morning.  The sky is still dark, the alarms have gone off and the sleepy bed-heads and getting ready to start the day.  As I read over the choices of lunch menu items to the children they cringe in disgust as I mention some sort of misshapen tater tots were on the menu.  Alrighty, bag lunches it is.   I begin the task of making up the three lunches as breakfast is consumed at the table. 

With a minimal, yet obviously devastating conversation; I started said conversation like this:
Me:  "Can you go please get a sweatshirt.  It's chilly out today"
Autumn:  "I don't want to".
Me:  "No, I'm sorry it is chilly out, you need a sweatshirt, or a jacket.  Please go get one."
(daughter drops into a heap of instantaneous cries and uncontrollable conversation rise from the floor)
Me:  "Please go get one or the other.  You choose."
Autumn:   cry whimper...unintelligible jargon continue
Me:  Please move you are laying in front of the refrigerator I need to make your lunches.
Autumn:  cry continues, "Please I want to wear this"
Me:  Please move you are laying in front of the refrigerator.
Autumn:  cry continues.

So you can see where this conversation is going right....yes this goes on for a few minutes.

I know I am a mean mom, making my daughter wear a sweatshirt, in 40-low 50 degree weather.

With one hand on the refrigerator door I threaten a pull of the door. 
"Please move".
The last straw has been used, I open the door to gently push her out of the way.  As she lays flat on the ground below me looking straight up to my eyes I pull on the door.  As the door begins to open the cold air rushes out.  The refrigerator door opens right over her.   That skinny <  40 lbs 6-year old body is laying at my feet and she is so skinny the fridge door brushes right over her.

With a puzzled look on my face I open and shut the door continuously and the house erupts in giggles.  Autumn's cries turn to giggles, my scowled face of a mean mom wanting her child to be warm has welcomed a smile.  The break in the conversation is enjoyed as we laugh out loud.

Who would have thought that you could fit a child under there?

Monday, September 27, 2010

Minty

Standing in the midst of hot beating water is the perfect way to start the day isn't it?   A hot beating realm of water beads striking your body in a massaging manor.  Ah yes, that is how I like to start my day.

As I stand in the sauna of my bathroom the aromas of tantalizing soaps have subdued my body with lots of bubbles and I rinse off.  I reach for my toothbrush before I get out, as I'm sure some of you do.  Yes, I brush my teeth in the shower.  Not that you all need to know that.  A little TMI, but eh...

Anyway I flip the cap of the toothpaste shut after I doll up my bristles with some minty goodness and a little booger of toothpaste flicks me in the eye.  There are only two words for me to describe what I'm feeling at that time.

IT BURNS.

If you have ever done this you are chuckling in comparison to my story of the morning fun.   I'm chuckling as I remember what it was like, but at the time the only thing I could think about was how the feeling of ICY HOT has invaded my eye and has now evolved into a flesh eating disease that is now engulfing my socket making the tears fall unwillingly.  Imagine the feeling of MACE along with a seventeen Habanero Pepper-like capsaicin sucking on the flesh off your eyeball. 

Oh yes, what a wonderful way to start the day.

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

The perfect muffin or cookie

Are you looking to make perfect looking chocolate chip muffins or chocolate chip cookies? I've got a simple trick for you to make them LOOK fantastic!

Go ahead and whip together your favorite chocolate chip recipe ...go ahead I'll wait...BUT only add in half the amount of chips. Don't be sad that I'm asking you to cut the chips in half. Just wait...

Now that you have your recipe ready and you filled the muffin tins and/or placed the cookie batter on the cookie sheet WAIT don't put it in the oven just yet!

The tins are full and the scoops of dough are waiting...go back to the bag of chocolate chips and grab a handful. Take a moment to place 3-6 chips on top of the batter/dough. Placing the chips on top will let your muffin/cookie rise and will host a cluster of chips on the top of the delectable treat!

You are getting the same amount of chips that would normally be baked inside the muffin on the top of the muffin for a more appetizing look!

Just try it out and you'll see how fantastic your recipe is with a simple trick of placing the chips on top.

Enjoy those muffins tonight... I am.

Live and learn...apples are not banana's

Inspiration struck tonight as I looked at the week old apples in the fruit bowl. The large green apple looked delicious but was starting to get a little soft and no one wants to eat a slightly soft apple now do they? So I peeled, cored, and diced it up and poored the last 1/2 cup of oatmeal on it and doll'd it up with some cinnamon sugar and let it soak in. Sounds tasty doesn't it? I just made some fantastic banana muffins out of the BLACK banana's that were in the fruit bowl too last week and they didn't last but a few hours because over ripe banana's are perfect muffin makers!

So tonight, I thought I'd see how well the apple muffins would go over with the fam. I am baking them up with hopes that the kids will eat muffins instead of cereal bowl after cereal bowl tomorrow. So baking up the o' so sweet smelling goodness of apples and cinnamon the house smelled like Fall. Just add some crunching leaves under your feet as you sip some hot apple cider. Mmm mmm sign me up!

So the apple muffins were baking away and the batter seemed SO thick I could probably serve it to the muffin tins with a knife. I filled it nearly full and as they came out of the oven they didn't rise at all, and looked like a dead cupcake. They smelled nice, don't get me wrong. But they looked like melted pancakes in paper wrappers. :(

So I break one open and taste. Not bad but now I know why banana's should not be subsituted with apples, I should have probably looked up an actual apple muffin recipe instead of using a banana muffin recipe and just added apples. Ah well...live and learn.

Now accepting applications for fantastic apple muffins...

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

I lost my poor marshmallow...

So I've been cracking up about this all day. I could probably think of about 100 different reasons why it was there. Just laying there on the sidewalk behind a vacant building in the middle of the parking lot. The kids laughed as we got close, I too joined in their frivolous giggle when we realized what it was.

We walked up to the theatre today. There happens to be a movie theatre within walking distance of the house and just by chance on our bike ride yesterday we rode by and saw the giant sign that read "1/2 off Tuesdays". Everything was 1/2 off and they had matinee prices the entire day. So we came back today and enjoyed the movie Despicable Me.. I'm not one to write a review on a movie and all I remember was that it was cute. That's probably all I can recall about the movie except for those mighty bean shaped yellow worker guys in the movie that did not speak English and they made me laugh a lot with their reactions.

Anyway... back to the venture home with giggles.

There laying in the middle of the empty parking lot was a lone marshmallow.  One of the kids walks over and picks it up. 

"EW" were my first words. "Put that down, we don't know where that has been." She throws it back to the ground and we leave it there. Aaron happens to bust out laughing, spews melting Icee out of his mouth.

"It's still a little bit soft," she says as she thumps it to the ground. It bounces as only a marshmallow can bounce.

"What's so funny Aaron?"

"Why is there a marshmallow in the middle of the road?" He asks back as he wipes red spit from his chin.

"I'm not really sure son." I can't help but smile at the odd scene.

He starts singing the song. On Top of Spaghetti--- All covered with cheese. I lost my poor marshmallow when somebody sneezed!

We all laugh and sing along with him. Then we joke about how it may have ended up there. Somebody had a marshmallow throwing contest. It fell out of a bag as somebody had a campfire and a bird grabbed it and picked it up and dropped it many blocks away. Aubrey's version was that somebody threw it out their car window. Oh the stories we could continue with this one small thing we found today and it has caused many tears of laughter.

Where do you think the marshmallow came from?

Why was there a marshmallow in the middle of the road? The world may never know.

Friday, August 13, 2010

Spice things up!

So is your spice rack overflowing with various spices you probably don't even remember buying? They are lined up, stacked on top of each other balancing precariously and shoved in the top shelf of your pantry aren't they? No...wait...let me guess they are all above your microwave and you can't even reach them with your step stool? No...they could be on that carousel of spices that takes up over a foot of counter space? Am I right?

You know just where the cinnamon and the seasoned salt is because you use them on a daily basis...but for heavens sake the recipe is calling for Cream of Tartar. What in the heck do you even use Cream of Tartar for? You know you have that spice...it's up there...but where? So you rummage the shelf, your knocking over the salt, and the nutmeg makes a dive for the floor and pepper just flaked into your eye. UGH. You just can't find the spice you need but you know it's up there somewhere? Wouldn't you love to be spice-organized?

~~~Here is my resolution for you!~~~
Stop at your local dollar store on your way home or a way fun place to go is IKEA and pick up a plastic see-through shoebox or two. You know what I'm talking about. The plastic rectangular shaped box with a lid that can snap on. Like a Sterlite or a Rubbermaid, or the cheap off-brand it really doesn't matter. You don't need the lids so don't buy them or just leave them at the store if they want to keep them. Or just go ahead and play frisbee with that rectangle. Or wait for another post one day in which I'll reclaim a purpose for that never-used lid from a plastic box thing.

Now take down all those spices that you have up there. Take them out of the carousel and get rid of that bulky countertop taker and line them up. Go ahead and get a little creative maybe you want to put the cinnamon with the nutmeg. Or put the salt in the opposite bin as the pepper. It doesn't matter really.

Now put each shaker or spice inside the plastic bin. (I use two because I have lot's o spices!). It doesn't matter what order they are in but make sure they all fit in those shoeboxes standing up. Don't stack them on top of each other. Now just lift the shoebox up and set it back on the shelf you used to keep your spices in. I keep mine in that shelf above the stove. Now...you can easily see through the sides of the box so you know which bin you'll need. You just lift the entire box out of the shelf, use your spice, and put them all back inside the bin when you are done. Now lift the bin back into the shelf. You'll be baking with ease and the next time you are baking mom's signature tomato marinara and you need about seventeen spices they are all in that bin and easy to reach. It's a perfect organizer for the kitchen and it make the shelf look so organized. Plus...you don't have to wipe down the spice shelf every time you use a spice and it leaves a little reminice on the shelf. It's in the bin, easy to wash and easy to organize!

Good luck emptying out that spice rack baby, now go spice things up a bit in the kitchen!

Monday, August 9, 2010

But... I didn't mean it!

It's hot. It's so hot outside that we are sweating just thinking about it. The yellow sun has ducked behind the swollen clouds but it's just too hot to even rain! The clouded sky stays a light gray well into the midday. I'm sweating just thinking back about it still. 90+ degrees in pure humidity. Did I mention it was sticky too? Hot. Sticky. Miserable.

So on this miserably hot day we are on our way to the Sprinkler Park. Also known as the spray pad, the outdoor sprinklers that spray up from the soft asphalt in various mists, sprinkles, and showers. We tried a "NEW" sprinkler park. A new-to-us-never-been-there-before-lets-just-go-because-we're-too-cranky-from-the-heat-and-we-need-to-cool-off, sprinkler park and it's only 4 miles away.

We approach said Sprinkler Park and enjoy a quiet afternoon there. As we jump out of the car onto the molten lava blacktop my son, forgets his shoes at home. How does one leave the house without shoes? Especially on days like this one in which we could easily fry and egg on the front sidewalk.

So he jumps from the black lava asphalt to the grass and the kids go play in the sprinkles. I find a quiet shady patch by the tree and spread out my blanket and begin a little tapping on the laptop as the mist from the sprayers find their way over to me, a mere 4 minutes after we arrive I put the laptop away because the sprinkles were heavy. So I watch my children enjoy the spray and I myself, enjoy the mist. Soaking wet they come in for a towel and are ready for a break. The kids got bored, much too quickly from the playing in water and begin playing 'race'. Race to the fire hydrant halfway across the grass. Race to the tree and back. Race to mom and back. See who wins. So the race is on between my three kids and a friendly family of two other kids. I'm so glad we came all the way to the park on this stupidly hot day just to run in the grass.

As I pack up our blanket I put away the towels since they would rather play in the grass and now they are begging to play on the playground. So we head over to the playground for a good swing on the swingset before we go.

As the kids race up the hill Aaron falls to the grass.
"MOM! O, I stepped on something!" Of course the first words out of my mouth were.... "Aww....maybe next time you'll remember your shoes."
Truthful... maybe a little harsh at first but seriously, how did you forget your shoes son? I said it with a smile and his sad puckered lip made me bend down so I could kiss his boo-boo.

He rubs his foot and I find a smear of something... it looked wet. GROSS actually. That was my instant thought. GROSS! Someone just hawked a loogie on the grass and he stepped in it. It was right next to whatever he stepped on. The towel comes out and we wipe it off. Maybe it was, hmm... I'm not sure. Whatever it was it didn't really leave a mark but the bottom of his foot was a little pink. I search the grass thinking... o gosh... there are a number of things he could have stepped on. We were just next to a pine tree, maybe it was a pine needle. Nope. Hmm... well we are in a public park, maybe it was glass. Nope there are no cuts and nothing in the grass. JINKEES, maybe it was some kind of needle from a drug lord or something dangerous. (Yes my mind wanders to instantaneous danger in our friendly neighborhood splash park). So I'm on my hands and knees for fifteen minutes using my glasses as a magnifying glass trying to find just what he stepped on and find...Nothing.

We continue our day...of course now he's got MY flipflops on and he is really nursing the mystery pain of his foot. Limping... dragging his leg, and the word "ouch" comes out much too often. Yet, I'm barefoot racing across the molten lava pavement now and pinching my feet on the wood chips near the swings because I told him to wear my too-big-for-him flip flops. BUT, at least he had shoes on now. Hmm... why is it I am suffering now?

So a few minutes goes by and he is just in too much pain to swing. O geez, really? . So let's walk ALL the WAY back to the car now on the other side of the park, and go home. The other two kids are devastated by the fact we have to leave because Aaron has a mystery pain. As we walk back toward the grassy patch that claimed Aaron's foot we search again. As we cross the grass I look at his foot more closely. I see four of his toes are swollen and it's getting pretty pink and red-ish. I'm concered. What in the heck did he step on? I find NOTHING still. Except for the fact there were about five bees nursing the weedy-flowers in the grass.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOh. Now I get it! I tell him. "Son, you stepped on a bee and it stung you."

"But... I didn't mean it!" Were his priceless words. "Do you think it's dead?"

Yes son, it's dead. We wiped bee-guts off your foot without knowing it was bee-guts, thank goodness it wasn't a loogie!

A little sad, and a big frown. He repeats himself. "But. I didn't mean it."

Saturday, July 31, 2010

I wonder...

A fantastic 13 year old follower of my blog from Oklahoma had a inspiring moment after reading my post:
"This one is for you Aubrey".  A very vivid, beautifully crafted, tablet drawing!  

Thank you Caitlin Suarez!  You are an artist!   I thank you so much for letting me post this on my blog.

You really can win GIVEAWAYS

You really can win by commenting on GIVEAWAYS! I did!

I won a book called Santa Story Revisited - How to Give your Children a Santa they Will Never Outgrow by Arita Trahan with Norma Eckroate

Not only did I receive a brand spanking new copy I have a personally autographed copy "Pati - Here's to having a jolly old time our ho-ho-whole lives long!
- Anita"

I am really looking forward to reading this book because Christmas is very important to me; and being able to give my children a Santa they will NEVER forget sounds like THE most fantastic thing I can give them!

Friday, July 30, 2010

Giveaway: Wet or Dry Floor Cleaning System

Doesn't everyone like FREE STUFF!?

I know I do! That's why I entered the Giveaway contest found at Diaries of a Domestic Goddess


Leah is offering a giveaway for a Wet or Dry Cleaning System by ProMist. This may just be the next best thing since sliced bread. Okay, maybe not, but the next best thing besides a Swiffer!

Please visit this link to enter the contest. I did! Tell her that Pati sent you!

Tag! You're IT

There must be some kind of natural instinct we gain as children to instantly know how to play games that I/we played as a child. Like Tag! You're IT, nope you're IT, nope you, you, you. It's a never-ending game of tiresome running fun!

Let's take these games for example I certainly didn't 'teach' my kids how to play they just Play. Imagine yourself as a 6-8 year old child. Here is what comes to my mind...

There are the 'tents made out of blankets'. Easy enough to explain, tents...made out of blankets stretched far across any room in the house. I've seen my kids drape blankets over kitchen chairs lined up in a row; I've seen them drape blankets over the actual kitchen table to make a clubhouse, I've seen the normal draping over the side of the couch and make sure you pull every pillow in the house inside said tent too. It's always fun to put the house back together after that.

Next, we have 'hot lava'. The game of 'don't touch the hot lava (aka the carpet) and throw all the couch cushions to the floor as stepping stones. Now you must jump on the couch cushions to make it back to safe (aka the couch). Careful! Don't fall in the lava!

A spinoff of the 'hot lava' game called 'lava monster'. This takes place when you make an unfortunate fall into the lava, and become the lava monster. Now the monster must try to pull everyone else in.

Then, there's always the 'dirty clothes monster'. Stuff yourself in your hamper or under the pile of dirty clothes. You must rise from the dirty clothes and moan like a zombie. Then walk around with dangling pajamas, towels, and socks on your arms as you Zombie-limp your way to the other unsuspecting victims in the house. True, I'd really like to see this done out of CLEAN clothes, but just think of the mess folding the drawers when you are done. Just let them use dirty clothes.

A nice spin off of this game is 'Leaf Monster' in which you do the same thing with dead leafs attached to your hair as you stumble around outside of the graveyard of leaves you bury yourself in. (Let's not think about how long it will take to get all those leaves out of their hair.)

Also, there is a good old fashioned game of 'hide and seek'. It's always more fun to play at someone else's house because you already found all the good places to hide at your own house. (p.s., No. The dryer is not a good hiding spot) <---be careful not to teach that dangerous spot to your kids no matter how funny it may seem!!

Making snow angels is another hot topic in the snow. I can't say I showed them how to do it; they always just 'did'. The making of snowmen does require some adult help in getting those really heavy middle and head sections on there.

I think last but not least is 'tea party'. My son may admit someday that he even liked to play tea party once in a while when he was around 3 or 4. I never taught him how to line up his stuffed animals, talk to them, and while he fed them pretend plastic food with cups and bowls. It's not just a "girl" thing ya' know. My girls learned how to play too around that age and they still play at age 6.

Lastly, there is nothing like a good game of 'who can scream the loudest!'
Need I say more?

These are my most favorite games I played as a kid, and then I see my children play. I didn't teach them how to play, it must have been their eerie sixth sense. Children gain this natural instinct at birth, I think, how else would they 'know' how to play these games automatically?

What kind of fun games did you play as a kid? No, I'm not talking Nintendo 64, or Atari, I did play those too. I'm talking actual games you played outside or inside. It didn't take much to make-up a game and I'm sure other familes have lots of other fun things they did. Please feel free to share!

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Another way to use the coffee filter...

So I've given you one way to use a coffee filter here.

I have yet another helpful tidbit for using those fantastic paper circles!

Of course, you can use them to filter coffee. I know that, but they are so resourceful in your everyday deeds.

It's lunchtime...your stomach is growling and you mosey on over to the fridge. Yes, mosey is a word, the definition is located here at dictionary.com.
So anyway, you mosey on over to the fridge and see what's leftover from yesterday. Oh that scrumptious pasta. Huge stewed tomatoes bathed in garlic and onion marinara, with the Parmesan cheese that had once melted has now congealed over the last of the ziti pasta. I'm drooling already. It sure was good last night at dinner, and it will taste even better for lunch today! So you place your block of cold pasta on a plate and pop it in the microwave. STOP! WAIT! Did you forget about the whole coffee filter thing? Take a coffee filter, and place it on top of your pasta BEFORE you microwave it. OKAY GO! Now set the timer on the microwave for 2 minutes and walk away. You can go check your email really quick, grab a cup of milk and throw in a slice of bread in the toaster and when the chime rings, lunch is served.

So I'm sure you are guessing WHY, just WHY did I put a coffee filter on my plate of pasta? Open your microwave and see... the filter has grabbed every spit of hot pasta sauce that would usually be dangling like volcano ash inside your microwave. Throw said coffee filter in the compost (if it's an unbleached recycled filter) and you now have a stayed-clean microwave!

Feel free to be flexible with what you use the filters for, use it on pasta; spaghetti-ohs, soup, anything!

Enjoy your mess-free microwave today.

Monday, July 26, 2010

Days like these we remember...

"It's days like these we remember." The wise words of my 9 year old son.

It's around 8pm on a late July summer evening as we drive in the car heading West. As the sun begins to set on the clouded thunderous day, the large puffed clouds stand behind us as tall as they eye can see. The blue sky before us breaks apart into a peach-orange colored glow giving us a slightly eerie setting from the storms that had just passed. The low hanging clouds are whisping away as they stretch long across the summer evening sky. With their gray colored haze the outstanding sun streams into the clouds with its warming rays as the day closes.

He joins me in a quiet ride in the car and says "It's days like these we remember." I look at him with a curious smile and wonder why he just said that, so of course I ask. "Why would you say that?"

He smiled back and answered so honestly. "Because when was the last time I got to enjoy a quiet sunset with my mom? I wish we could pull over and watch the sun fall in the sky. We could spread out a blanket and just watch the cloud shaped animals pass us by. I don't remember the last time we got to do that."

With tears in my eyes I don't respond. It is days like these we remember, this particular day I will remember. When was the last time I remember watching the sunset with my son? I do remember, it was that night.

Thanks son, for having me remember those small things in life.

Saturday, July 24, 2010

This one is for Aubrey...

As she pushes her tip toes with a strenuous reach, she can finally see over the railing. Her little blue eyes twinkle in the late evening sky. She reaches her chin up over the wrought iron fence and is just tall enough to see the cascade of flowers that dwindle down the embankment. The fence keeps her safe from falling down as she clenches the bars in her tight grasp still afraid that she might fall. The wind sweeps her hair up off her neck with thousands of stray hairs finding their way into a low tangle onto her shoulders again.

She looks to her left at her mom who is standing beside her as they exchange smiles. Her short haired sister is squeezing her cheeks between the bars as she tries to look down to the flowers below but she can't because she is not tall enough. She looks to her right as watches her big brother pull the few strands of spit back into his mouth as he let a big drop fall down over the bars. Her dad, sitting on the bench behind them all, just watches his family.

Another burst of air swirls around them and she feels the tingle. Then ... ACHOO. Her little face smacks right onto the wrought iron fence. At six years old the only song you long to sing around Christmas is "All I Want For Christmas Is My Two Front Teeth".

Today, she is getting closer to singing that song this Christmas. Little Aubrey just knocked two of her front teeth loose with a single sneeze. They are only loose now, not out. But it is one step closer to singing that song this winter!

Thursday, July 22, 2010

Chores, make it a game!

Chores is a book in itself. There are so many offers, tidbits, and easy methods in handling the daily load. We'll address all those in due time. You can't expect me to dump my entire blog of Chores in one post now can you? :)

One of my most fondest memories I have with my mom is learning how to do chores and how to make it fun! We would scramble to be the next one to get to pull a folded crumbled paper from the cup. Let me let you in on a little secret that she taught me.

So, today's post will help you through the jungle, or at least give you a machete to begin to find your way through the jungle of chores you want to accomplish. If you look up right now, go ahead, look up into your living room. Do you have that pile of laundry on the couch, toys scattered across the floor, that "someday I'll go through that box" in the closet, but you can't see over the mail stack that is three phonebooks tall, and you have about 1000 emails in your inbox that you probably will never answer but never delete but who cares right?

There are probably close to 1000 things that you *could* be doing right now. Chores is the never ending daily battle that we must do otherwise we'll just end up doing twice as much tomorrow, or three times as much the third day. So let's try to get a handle on them today and have the kids give you a hand doing it.

Let's begin today, not tomorrow, today.

Now do this:
Find a scratch sheet of paper and a pair of scissors and cut the paper it into even sized pieces (it doesn't matter how big or small). Now, look through your house and write down one thing you would really like to get done today and write a few words or a sentence "fold the laundry" "change the kitty litter" etc... Go ahead and write it in crayon if you can't find a working pen it's okay. Write them in NO specific order. They don't have to be HUGE Chores, or even a chore it could just be your "to-do" list today.

Now that you have about 6-8 pieces of paper that have a chore or a "to-do" item on it. Fold it up. Fold it in half, then in half again, and again and into a small squared v-shaped crumble until you can't fold it anymore. Put that folded paper in an empty cup or bowl. Add in as many as you would like to do today or this week.

Take that cup full of folded squares and give it a good shake. Here is what you have a cup full of untitled squares. Pick one out, the suspense is killing me.... you get to do what first? What does that little square say? It gives a little bit of fun into your daily routine of knowing what you have to do but giving you a variety of what order you do it in.

Now lets' have the kids play this game in their room. You can write down all the main parts of cleaning a room.
"pick up stuffed animals"
"find all the barbies"
"put the blocks in the bin"
"put board games in the bookshelf"
etc...

The kids get a big kick out of this game because they get to draw the next surprising task!

We've always gotten a kick out of the pick-a-piece chore game. I think it makes it a little bit more fun on how to clean, and not just putting our nose to the grindstone and getting it done. A little variety makes us a little happier. You can keep this cup and paper squares in the kitchen and put away and get it out every time you ask the kids to clean their room. You will be surprised how fast it can get done some days.

Have fun, shake things up!

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

It's snack time but all those dishes are dirty...

It's snack time!

Don't you feel like you have NOT stopped doing dishes? Yet it is mid-afternoon snack time with breakfast and lunch dishes still dirty and waiting. I know you don't want to deal with more dishes, I sure don't. Don't you wish you had a magic plate that you could just throw away without feeling guilty of extra trash? You do!

The magic plate I found is a coffee filter!!!

No matter if it is just cheese, goldfish crackers, pretzels, heck even apples, grapes, and banana's can easily be contained with these! It's a simple plate that keeps the food contained right in front of your toddler! I bet you didn't even know you had a magic plate in the cupboard did you?

The paper filters already come in the shape of a bowl. They can be flattened for a plate, and can hold those goldfish crackers in a pile. It's okay if your baby throws it to the floor it wont break! The best part of it all is that if you purchase recycled and unbleached filters you can just throw them right in your compost pile!

You can get about 1000 filters for less than $3. So to do a quick little math, 1000 filters x 3 kids = almost enough bowl/plates for one snack every day for an entire year!

Monday, July 19, 2010

Are you still in your pajama's?

Are you still in your pajama's, and it's already after-noon? Somedays, yes this is acceptable. Everyone is entitled to a pajama day. Stay inside and snuggle up on the couch with a family pile of kids all around you. The cat purring in a blanket on your lap. Oh yes, days like this are not common but completely acceptable. Although...everyday is not a pajama day.

Are you feeling like you are stuck in a rut with NOT being able to get out of your pajama's and start your day? No matter if you have children or not yet, if you are home all day alone, home with your babies, or working from home getting YOU ready for the day is sometimes hard if you do not always have to leave the house.

Here is my suggestion, on how to help jump start your day. Get up; take a quick shower, make your bed, get dressed all the way down to your socks, heck even throw your shoes on it's okay to wear shoes in the house if you are not going anywhere! Do a quick maneuver with your hair and the blowdryer and *poof* you are now ready. Now you can have a seat at the computer, pull out the school books, tend to the baby, or pour yourself a cup of coffee and sit down with a good book. You are ready to start your day!

Let's say you pour yourself a cup of coffee now but you realize you are out of creamer! The milk has less than a teaspoonful left in the bottom of the carton, and the bread end caps have nothing between them in the platic bag. You do not have to run up to the grocery store pulling the sleepy cranky hungry babies from their beds with your flannel pants and bunny slippers and your hair pulled up in somekind of twisted uncombed ponytail.

You, look good, feel good, and can go out the door in the blink of an eye and be feeling good and ready to start your day it will make you *feel* better about yourself. You are not going to keep your head low pushing the shopping cart through the store as fast as you can with your bunny ears flapping across the parking lot.

You are ready, the rest of your day awaits...

Saturday, July 17, 2010

Good morning!

It was a good morning today. I think the donut fairy came by to visit. I woke up hearing the thumps and stomps of children heading up and down the stairs. At the foot of my bed was a plate of 4 little donuts. I did not hear any steps in my room, they must have tip-toed. My honey and I take turns, let's say it's an unspoken expectation, of allowing the other to sleep in. (As much as one could sleep in with barking neighbor dogs and children playing LOUDLY). They try to HUSH each other as loud as can be. "SHHH DON"T YOU KNOW DAD IS SLEEPING". Well, I'm sure he's awake now. haha. So I pull myself from the blankets and stumble downstairs with my plate of breakfast and two smiling six year olds at the table munching away. It's one of life's great pleasures to see the kindness you teach reflected into the children you raise. Mommy gets breakfast in bed today. I hope you have a great morning too...

Friday, July 16, 2010

GIVEAWAY: Do you like FREE STUFF?

How would you like a pair of RYN Shoes? I know I would! That's why I entered the contest on my friend Leah's blog: Diaries of a Domestic Goddess

She is giving away a FREE pair of RYN Shoes to those that follow her blog. You can learn more about RYN Shoes and their fantastic styles and designs. Their shoes are aimed at increasing muscles, reducing stress, and strengthening and toning. I could surely use a helpful tool like these shoes. Go ahead and check them out!

Welcome to my first post...

Hey there friends! I will go through my life triumphs and defeats, what's on my to-do list, and where my personal life and professional life take me. I've found many beneficial tips and tricks in my everyday life and I am happy to share them with you. I'm not here to stir up debate, nor to embellish political views. I just have a fun time in life and enjoy my friends and family and like to share the wealth of information that I find. Whether it be a coupon, a hint, words of advice, or just a laugh I'll share it here.

I'm a proud mothers of three children, and have been happily married for 13 years. I have an almost 10 year old son; and twin daughters that are 6 years old.

Everyday life cracks me up with little laughter funny phrases by the children, or a challenge with sibling rivalry, plus household fun of mating socks and organizing the pantry. I've got plenty of battles to share. I've got simple tricks to help with dinner, or begin or finish a project from around the house. It is my life, written for you. While I'm a full time mom, and a full time writer, and a very avid bowler I enjoy my time at the keyboard. Of course, sometimes time gets the best of me and that's why dinner is not on the table yet. Sorry Honey, the keyboard ate the meatloaf, that's why dinner is not on the table yet. I find this quote funny, and enlightening and hope you get a kick out of this blog.

Someday soon, I hope I get "found" by an agent. I have a thrilling murder/drama/suspense novel I am attempting to publish. It is my 2nd official book I've written and I have about 5 more that I could be working on at any given time. As I dive into the sea of the unknown I hope that I find a very successful career out of writing. My first novel was self-published and while I have lots of friends and family that support me and have read and purchased it, it's not enough. Of course I'll shameless promote it here: A Castle Inside I want to take the marketing and advertising of promoting my book further. While it takes time to promote I figure I'll begin another novel and find out how fun a blog can be. So that is another reason why I'm starting this blog. It will help me continue with my quest of writing, no matter if it's in my blog, or in a new novel, it helps me get my feelings out and I feel so much better when I know that all my energy is not pent up inside. I will let them explode on the keyboard, and I hope that you get a good laugh, find a useful tidbit, hear about life's battles with children and households, and enjoy our conversations.

So stay tuned everyday for a funny laugh, a kid-friendly approach to my kid's life battles, and a lot of fun along the way...sit back, hold onto the cup of coffee...and lets go!