Just a first time mom writing about the randomness of life and how being mom is full of laughter, tears, fears and happiness. Living it out one gray hair at a time.

Monthly Archives: December 2013

 

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I was reading Mel’s post today and she received a good writing prompt for the new year by Chris Brogan

Choose three words for 2014 that will help define your goals. 

Good idea, right? Great way to reflect upon yourself. So here we go, here are my 3:

 

Frugal: For someone who lost their job 4 months ago, has a 4 year old daughter and living off one income that is well under 50k; frugality has not been my strong point. It’s a huge adjustment (not like we were rich before, just more poor now) and not an easy one to make. I’ve tried, but I can do better. This next year I plan on working harder at it and hopefully making it easier for us to get by.

 

Patience: I’m definitely not winning mother of the year. My life has been, needless to say, more stressful lately and I have been yelling and getting irritated with my child a lot more than I need to be. Patience is a virtue, right? Hopefully I can learn to calm my stresses a little more and calmly, but effectively deal with my 4 year old’s outbursts and tantrums. Maybe I should start putting myself on time-out. 😉

 

Health: This is a big one for me. I have gained A LOT of weight after having my child. Not something I am totally proud of. I don’t eat the best and I don’t exercise like I should. With my hubs and I deciding that we would like to try to have another child before either one of us gets any older, health is more important than ever, especially with the infertility issues I have faced and will be facing in the year to come. I need to just buckle down, cut out A LOT of carbs (which I love way too much), eat more veggies and do some exercising.

 

I would like to wish you all a wonderful and bright New Year. Be safe out there!


We went to Lathrop (California) last night to take my child with the pre-holiday sniffles to drive thru a maze of Christmas lights. This is what we saw. Feel free to hum the 12 Days of Christmas while reading.

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On the first stop of light drive thru, my trusty car gave to me…

A long line of red tail lights

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On the second stop of light drive thru, my trusty car gave to me…

Endless drive-thru archways

And a long line of red tail lights

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On the third stop of light drive thru, my trusty car gave to me…

A lighted Hanukkah menorah

Endless drive-thru archways

And a long line of red tail lights

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On the fourth stop of light drive thru, my trusty car gave to me…

A tribute to a savior

A lighted Hanukkah menorah

Endless drive-thru archways

And a long line of red tail lights

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On the fifth stop of light drive thru, my trusty car gave to me…

A line of wheat bales!!!

A tribute to a savior

A lighted Hanukkah menorah

Endless drive-thru archways

And a long line of red tail lights

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On the sixth stop of light drive thru, my trusty car gave to me…

A image that too long to figure out

A line of wheat bales!!!

A tribute to a savior

A lighted Hanukkah menorah

Endless drive-thru archways

And a long line of red tail lights

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On the seventh stop of light drive thru, my trusty car gave to me…

A prince that could jump to Rapunzel

A image that too long to figure out

A line of wheat bales!!!

A tribute to a savior

A lighted Hanukkah menorah

Endless drive-thru archways

And a long line of red tail lights

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On the eighth stop of light drive thru, my trusty car gave to me…

Cinderella and her carriage

A prince that could jump to Rapunzel

A image that too long to figure out

A line of wheat bales!!!

A tribute to a savior

A lighted Hanukkah menorah

Endless drive-thru archways

And a long line of red tail lights

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On the ninth stop of light drive thru, my trusty car gave to me…

A peacock and some ducklings

Cinderella and her carriage

A prince that could jump to Rapunzel

A image that too long to figure out

A line of wheat bales!!!

A tribute to a savior

A lighted Hanukkah menorah

Endless drive-thru archways

And a long line of red tail lights

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On the tenth stop of light drive thru, my trusty car gave to me…

Some elves who don’t know how to play volleyball (notice the 2 balls)

A peacock and some ducklings

Cinderella and her carriage

A prince that could jump to Rapunzel

A image that too long to figure out

A line of wheat bales!!!

A tribute to a savior

A lighted Hanukkah menorah

Endless drive-thru archways

And a long line of red tail lights

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On the eleventh stop of light drive thru, my trusty car gave to me…

Santa and his reindeer

Some elves who don’t know how to play volleyball 

A peacock and some ducklings

Cinderella and her carriage

A prince that could jump to Rapunzel

A image that too long to figure out

A line of wheat bales!!!

A tribute to a savior

A lighted Hanukkah menorah

Endless drive-thru archways

And a long line of red tail lights

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On the twelfth stop of light drive thru, my trusty car gave to me…

A psychedelic ending

Santa and his reindeer

Some elves who don’t know how to play volleyball 

A peacock and some ducklings

Cinderella and her carriage

A prince that could jump to Rapunzel

A image that too long to figure out

A line of wheat bales!!!

A tribute to a savior

A lighted Hanukkah menorah

Endless drive-thru archways

And a long line of red tail lights

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And Happy Holidays to All!!!!!


My kid hasn’t been the most well behaved child the past few weeks. I’m sure it’s just the “fantastically frightening” fours. She thinks she knows EVERYTHING and that she is so much smarter than you (in some cases that can be totally true, but I’m the mom, so we will ignore that little fact). We are getting to the phase where she actually voices “I know you said no, but I’m going to do it anyway.” (she has actually said this to me more than once and this is when I discovered that you actually can see RED). 

Hubs and I have told her that Zoey (our little Elf on the Shelf) reports everything she does back to Santa every night. This kid doesn’t care, or at least pretends she doesn’t, so I went to the big man myself. I went to PNP (Portable North Pole) and made a video for her from Santa. You can go here and make one yourself, it’s free and pretty cute. http://www.portablenorthpole.com

There you can give Santa all your child’s information and upload a picture (you can do this for an adult too). You also get to mark if your kid has been 1) Nice  2) Nice/Naughty  3) Naughty

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I didn’t have the heart to put Em as completely Naughty, although I was tempted. Below is the video Santa left for her.

http://www.portablenorthpole.com/watch/gq5DG2p9MiNkoeXM8kMjHAA

She watched the video in amazement, but wasn’t affected by the outcome AT ALL. WHAT?!?!? What kid doesn’t care that they didn’t make it onto Santa’s Nice List? This kid apparently. She wanted to show her Nana the video this morning and again, same results. We tell her that Santa won’t bring anything for her if she keeps up with her attitude and her response was, and I quote “Yes he will.”

I don’t think I have the heart to make Santa the bad guy and leave her stocking empty Christmas morning. 

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So I ask you parents, what would you do in this situation? Would you still put gifts in their stocking? Would Santa still come? Or will the stocking be full of coal (which my kid still thinks is pretty cool, weirdo)? Would Santa not visit that year?


Today I decided to relieve some stress and bake some oatmeal raisin cookies with the kiddo. I documented the experience.

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First add the sugars to the butter…

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Then cream together…

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Add the eggs and vanilla…

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Mix…

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Find the baking soda…being 5’3″, of course it is on the very top shelf pushed to the very back…

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Baking is SOOOOO exhausting; the constant stirring and pouring…

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Add the rest of the dry ingredients…

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Stir, stir, stir…

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Make mom take over the stirring…arms tired…

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Add the oats…

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And the raisins…

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Scoop onto baking sheet…

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Bake at 350 for 8-10 minutes…

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And BOOM, oatmeal raisin cookies a success…

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And delicious

 


We LOVE the minions in this house. These little yellow men are adorable and hilarious, two of the most awesome qualities. We also LOVE Despicable Me and Despicable Me 2, that is my husband did until Em started walking around pretending to be Margo and pretending to have a boyfriend. I think it is hilarious, hubs not so much. Sure he has a slight chuckle when she brings up “When I have a boyfriend…”, but I know the man inside is cringing at the day. What dad wouldn’t, honestly. What really started it was what happened the other day at school for Em:

Me: “Em, tell daddy what happened at school today.”

Em: “Daddy! Joshua tried to kiss me!” (mind you she is four years old)

Hubs: “Who did WHAT?!?”

Em: “Joshua tried to kiss me.”

Hubs: “And what did you do?”

Em: “I told him to go away.”

You could see the relief on my hubs face.

Hubs: “Did you tell your teacher?”

Em: “Yeah”

Hubs: “And did he get in trouble?”

Em: “Yep”

Hubs: “Good”

So today, after hubs got home from work, Em was again walking around the house saying “Oh my boyfriend…” Hubs looks up from his phone:

Hubs: “Whatcha doin’ Ems?”

Em: “Pretending to be Margo with her boyfriend”

Hubs: (Under his breath) “Damn movie”

Haha, sucker. All of this shall prove very entertaining when in fact the event actually happens. Poor guy. The love a daddy has for his daughter and the anger and dislike he already has for her potential suitor. Good luck to any guy coming around this house in the future. Hope you can make it past the front door. I’ll be the lady behind the man cleaning a shot gun when he opens the door, with a video camera.

 


So I was reading a post by the lovely Mel where she was talking about Christmas decorations that she puts out (you can read the blog here, which I totally recommend… http://accordingtomags.blogspot.com/2013/12/the-nightmare-before-christmas.html) and it got me thinking about some not so friendly looking decoration my Nanie use to have that I could not stand. One comes vividly to mind and I did still have this particular decoration until it met it’s demise this year by our visiting attic rats. I desperately searched the internet so I could share this lovely vintage piece, but I was unable to find anything that remotely looked like it. Now I am forced to try to describe it to you as best I can. Here we go…

It was an over stuffed Santa Claus with a cotton like beard, beaded black eyes, tough cotton for the trim on his suit and hat, reddest of noses and a torso that was twice as big as the rest of him. Sounds, kinda, cute but really it wasn’t. He was old, probably made in the 1930’s. He was stuffed with so much stuff, I’m not even calling it stuffing because he was not Charmin squeezable, that you could probably give someone a bruise with it if you threw him at them. His little, black, beaded eyes would almost stare right into your soul, possibly trying to steal it. Every year I would help my Nanie and aunt put out their decorations and every year I cringed touching this Santa Claus. I really wish I could find a picture of this thing, which brings me to my next point of conversation…

While Googling images for this soul stealing Santa, I came across a lot of decor that my Nanie actually did have that were cute. Let me share a few of my favs.

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Pretty cute right? (ok ok, I hear some of you mumbling under your breaths) I actually still have the ceramic Santa Claus (the first one pictured) in my house and until last year, the Mr. and Mrs. Claus with the butt warmer (minus the butt warmer). And then, while searching for “Vintage Santa Claus” I came upon this…

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What a cutie, right? Blushing cheeks, bowl full of jelly tummy. But why were they calling this vintage? I have this Santa Claus. In fact, he is one of the Santa Claus’ my mom gets me every year since the first year of my life. (It’s starting to get difficult finding room in this house for 33 stuffed Santa Claus’). I went over to my Santa and looked at the year. 1983, I was 3 years old. Vintage? How dare you people who posted this on the internet as vintage. Are the 80’s really being considered vintage now? Let me kick the person who made that decision. So with this new discovery, I decided to search the other Santa’s I have that I received in the 80’s. Yep, all listed as vintage. Come on! I consider anything from 1940 and before vintage, not 1980’s. Am I wrong? I guess it could be worse and have them called old and decrepit Santas instead. (sigh) Oh well, I guess I will go walk my vintage bootie to the kitchen to make dinner.

 

This post was in response to Ketchup With Us – Prompt 32

(this is my 1st year blogging so I didn’t have a past Christmas post)

Please don’t let Ketchup DIE!!!!! It’s a fun writing prompt with some really lovely and funny ladies. Please check them out and breathe some new life and readers into these posts and follow…

olddognewtits.com and accordingtomags.com

Ketchup With Us writing prompts are the 1st and 15th of every month



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