Blueberry Dream Smoothie

    Everyday when I put Phoebe (5) on the bus, she gives me a kiss and whispers, “I don’t want to got to school.” It quite literally breaks my heart for 3 seconds, and then she hops up the bus stairs and waves good-bye to me like she’s going to the circus. I don’t get it. But I do hate it. I think maybe she’s just a drama queen like a few of her sisters. Today I said, “Hey. . .let’s say. . .I CAN’T WAIT TILL I SEE YOU WHEN I GET HOME!. . . .and give each other kisses, okay?” And Read more […]

Fast and Easy No-Crust Quiche. . . .with Spinach, Ham, and Colby Jack or however you like.

 I am not my mother. It is such a travesty. I am tired. She never was. She is beautiful, well-groomed without reproach. I forgot to comb my hair and take a shower yesterday. She did crafts with me, always made yummy dinners, and made everything in my world special. I speak in a loud voice and say “no!” much too often. Right now, I’m living my life trying to reach for her standards. I’m not there. You can ask my children if you need verification. Monday was my mothers birthday and I called Read more […]

REUSE: How to spray paint your rug.

I’m a mad woman. Not pissed or anything. More like crazed with genius inspiration. The type of mad crazy genius that makes one wake up at 4:30 AM in their hole ridden nightgown and stumble blindly into their garage with no shoes and only a paint can in hand. Posed to undo the wrong that had been done to them when their 8-year-old child dropped a jar of sun tea on the hall rug at 9:26 pm a fort night ago. Upon which night , said stumbler had a mental breakdown and sun tea up to her eyeballs, Read more […]

Easy Molasses and Nut Granola

  Sometimes I dream for my kids on a scale that I fear is  much too big. I want them to be strong, and fierce, and smart. I want them to be kind, and loving, and considerate. And I want them to love their sisters with intensity. Forever, and without question. Because your sister is your soul. She can see through anything, and has lived through the very things you had to struggle with. She knows all your bad, and still hangs around to see if you are going to dish out more. I know that Read more […]

Angel Food Smoothie…….just like at Smoothie King

He told me he needed a rotater dowel screw thing for the bunk bed. He asked me to go to the furniture store, Lowes, and Home Depot in search of it. I drove and I drove and I drove. “Do you have this thing?” I’d ask. “No. They’d say.” But still I trudged on. I called HIM on the phone and told him that the furniture store salesman gave me 3 screws that were just a smidge longer. “No! that won’t work at all. ” he says while I curse him under my breath. But I take the screws from salesman Read more […]

Pottery Barn Copy Cat: Painted Pieced Artwork

                I feel a little bad. Monday was the start of the school year, and it’s the first time in 14 years that I’ve been by myself for the period of time between 8am and 3pm. The older girls hit the pavement without even looking back. But, Phoebe was a little ‘throw-up lodged in her throat” at the thought of starting kinder. She cried. Not the ugly snot on your shirt crying, but still it was crying all Read more […]

THICK low fat Vanilla homemade yogurt

  You may or may not have noticed I have not written one single thing for 2 months and 18 days. The reason for that is . . . .I’m not really sure. Maybe it’s because it’s summer, and I took to heart the ‘lazy days’ part. Or that my kids were with me 24/7 and they tied me up with only chocolate syrup and baby dill pickles to eat. Or it could have been that the bunion on my right foot swallowed up my entire right leg and I couldn’t figure out how to get to the computer. In Read more […]

Savory Breakfast Quinoa with Mint, Flaxseed, and Sunflower Seeds & Softball Things. . .

Well. . . .I feel as if I’m starting to come back to the civilized world. Softball is over for one of my girls. All four are out of school and back in my space, exactly where I love them to be. This morning, on our very first day of Summer Break, everyone slept in except me. But, I never sleep in. Which is the way I choose it to be. Early to rise and all that jazz. . . I promised myself this would be a summer of all good things.   Taking Read more […]

An Artist in My house. . .

A thirteen year old girl is a very curious thing. Often they are cute, smiling at everyone who looks their way, politely saying please and thank you and giggling at even the stupidest of jokes. But. . . When the car door slams, their pep turns to bluk, and their smiles turn into grimaces, that weigh them down to no end. No longer can they converse, because it’s just too hard, and WE do not understand. Oh. my. Gawd. I don’t know. It’s too hard to say, because YOU/ME never listen. Seriously can’t Read more […]

Quick Breakfast! Vanilla Yogurt Parfait with Lemon And Raspberry

7 softball practices 2 softball tournaments 1 FIRST COMMUNION 3 play rehearsals 3 live performances 1 birthday 1 mother’s day tea and 1 Mother’s Day Holiday. And. . .my actual Mother (versus my non-actual. . .which is a whole other story) is coming to town. My house is in shambles. Pardon my screams of agony coupled with my giddy laughter of joy. My cup runneth over. I do realize that. I just wish it didn’t have to be on the white carpet. – – – – – – Read more […]