Monday, April 18, 2011

The (non)Whisperer

Have you ever met someone who can not whisper in a soft tone? That is my husband. I ask nicely, "Can you please whisper?" My husband has this lovely, deep, smooth, radio-talk-show-host voice. And his voice just carries. A long way. His throat must hurt when he whispers, because my throat hurts when he whispers. So much air is coming out it sounds like he might pass out. I could hear him across the street if he whispers. This brings a smile to my face. He might not be able to whisper, but he has crystal blue eyes. And he turns the heater on in the bathroom for me so it will be nice and warm when I get up. I just love my non-whisperer.

Saturday, April 2, 2011


Drew called me yesterday to see if I wanted to go to lunch. He met me at the food court. It's a good thing he did. I had a couple of days of too much thinking. Not of work or deadlines, but about time. Where did it go? When did my baby girl get to be 5foot 4 inches. When did my baby boy get too big to sit in my lap (OK, he still does occasionally!) Late Thursday night I pulled out the scrapbook from when my kiddies were babies. I did alot of documenting during that time in their lives. I am so glad that I did. It gives me lots of reasons to start crying...uncontrollably in the food court over a chicken cheese steak from Great Escape. My poor husband looks at me in an uncomfortable glance and says, "why are you crying". I couldn't tell him for a minute because there were LOTS of people and I didn't want to make more of a scene than I was. What I wanted to do was just put my head on the table and cry for a good while. I have spent the last 48 hours being very sad and wanting desperately to go back to those lazy days of tickling, reading and eating pb&j for 5 days straight.

But, I didn't put my head on that table. I finished my sandwich. On my way home from work I stopped by the store and bought 4 big beautiful steaks. Pulled out the china and the pretty red place mats. I even washed the crystal tea glasses for our celebration. We sat down and my kids said, "What are we celebrating?". I told them we were celebrating being together and being happy. Ultimately that is all I have ever wanted for my sweet little family!

Sunday, March 27, 2011


My sister and I went shopping this weekend. I am pleased to announce that I officially have no faith in the sizing that our current fashion industry uses. Within 1.5 hours I ranged from a size 8 to 14. Instead of being sad about this, we immediately found the closest Coldstone Creamery to celebrate our diversity! I am of the opinion that these clothes were cut for women who 1. NEVER eat at Coldstone and 2. Have never EVER had to wear Spanx!

This past winter I had a beautiful "aha" moment. I decided to stop agonizing over what I would wear to work and traded that anxiety with a very simple strategy... uniforms! This picture represents my "Monday" skirt ensemble. Every Monday for many months, this is the skirt I wore. The black tights and the boots automatically go with the skirt so all I had to do was grab something to throw on top. I found comfort in the fact that Monday was taken care of. I actually took a similar approach to Tuesday, Thursday and Friday. I left Wednesday as a wild card. I was free to choose something really crazy and wild. Most of the time this ended up being my green cardigan with my lime green tank.

This picture is actually part of my Project Life book. Even though my children probably will not forget me wearing this outfit since I wore it every Monday for months. I want them to know that I spent my time on more important things like cooking cinnamon rolls for them on Sundays and riding bikes. I also did NOT spend as much time cleaning from the looks of the fogginess on the mirror hence,the thin layer of dust! And this too is part of my story.

Live Today!

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Starting my Day!

My typical day starts waking up to a busy household just like yours! There are lunches to be made (thanks to my wonderful husband!) teeth to brush and homework to be stuffed in the back packs! I LOVE that we start our day all together and end it in the same way! (That story is for another day!) I am fortunate to spend about 30 minutes in the car with my daughter! What wonderful times we have had! We cover many subjects and laugh until tears come out! I cherish that time.

After I drop my eldest off to learn about history and getting the best seat at the lunch table, I continue on my journey to work. I enjoy that time too. I ponder and consider during this time. Or I call my mom,dad or husband. I don't call my sister because she is more of an afternoon talker. This is part of my journey to the office. I park waaaaay away from the building. So, I have even more time to ponder life and prepare for the day and plan on what I'm going to eat for lunch!

These small details are all part of my story. What does your story look like? Go capture it!

Live Today!

Saturday, March 12, 2011


We get only one chance for these! I realize that my reputation, especially in my children's eyes, is treasured! I think I blew it though! So...I have been doing Becky Higgin's Project Life. Yesterday before I took H to school, I wanted to take some pictures. We took the pictures on her itouch. I love using her Hipstamatic app. that I paid for in itunes. Pictures came out great! I then decided that I wanted to document my morning routine of dropping H off at school and my drive to work. How cool! So, I asked her if I could borrow her i thing and use it. She was never more shocked! She looked at me like I truly had lost my mind. She simply states, "Mom, I know how many times you have dropped your phone, I really don't think that is a good idea." I didn't have a reply. I know that she has witnessed the dropping of the phone and there was not defense. So, I had to think fast. I went and got one of my husband's thick socks. I promised that I would keep it safely tucked in the sock while I wasn't using it. She was hesitant, but agreed. She also instructed me how to turn it off when I wasn't using it. I think I have completely lost my techological reputation here.