Thursday, August 29, 2013

Young Mothers Don't Always Know Best!


For those of you who don't know, I married a few months after graduating from high school at eighteen years old. Just shy of my nineteenth birthday we were blessed with my daughter, Jenna Lindsay! As all first time moms, I thought nothing could surpass this picture perfect, wrinkled beauty.

As I said, I was a young mother and other than English class, I was not very interested in higher learning. I was in love and my head was in the clouds.

During Lamaze classes when they were explaining every tiny detail about birthing, I was mentally checking off every baby item that I must have, the colors of the nursery, and did I really need a Diaper Genie, or not!

The blessed moment arrived after fifty-nine of the most gruesome, painful back and front labor pains, of which I endured alone. Why alone? For one, the only part of the Lamaze class, my now ex-husband, heard was “getting as much sleep as possible before the “hard labor”…he took it to heart with television remote in hand and went to sleep.
My mother could be found wandering the halls of the hospital asking every maternity nurse and doctor to—my mortification—saying, “Just give her some anesthesia and take the baby out. She doesn’t tolerate pain well.” We eventually sent her home with orders to buy a bottle of Bailey’s on the way, and told her we’d call her the moment our new arrival came into the world.

My only other means of support was the maternity nurse, who was also a nun…a.k.a. Attila the Hun. By the end of Attila’s shift, I was very sure I had been ex-communicated from the Vatican and well on my way to Hell. According to the “ex”, you’re not supposed to use the “F” bomb in front of a nun, let alone tell her to leave the room using the term.
My former mother-in-law, finally waltzed in to the rescue, grabbed her son by the ear and demanded him to rub my lower back where the pains were near intolerable by this time. Within an hour and a half, my daughter was born. All 6lbs. 10oz and 21 inches of her came into this world screaming.
Remember that little tidbit about me not paying attention in Lamaze class? Yeah, well it would have come in very handy at this point. They handed me my little bundle of joy, and I took one look and I weepily said to myself, “She’s butt ugly, and she had the biggest “port wine” stain covering her face, but it doesn’t matter because I love her.” My heart ached for the ridicule she would probably endure at the hands of her peers eventually, but I vowed to protect her with every ounce I had in me.
Then the nurse did something that would shock me into full-fledged mother bear mode…she took off the little hat upon my daughter’s head and exposed the biggest cone head I had ever seen…and I’ve watched numerous episodes of Saturday Night Live to know it was HUGE!  Again, Lamaze class…had I listened would have been very helpful at a time like this. Once again, to myself I said, “Oh my God! She’s retarded. (I know…not politically correct, but in my defense I was nineteen). My poor baby girl has a misshaped head, but I still think she is perfection, and if anybody says, otherwise…they are so going down. Don’t worry Jenna; I won’t let anyone hurt you…ever!”
Eventually, they took my dearest possession to the nursery and put her in the incubator. It was 4:30a.m., and I had not slept in nearly fifty hours. After three hours of fitful sleep, I needed to see my baby. Just thinking that my poor little angel was in the nursery next to all the “normal” babies was torturing me. Visions of striped tents, a scrawny man with a barbell mustache, wearing a bowler hat, and large cane in hand saying, “Step Right Up!”, flowed freely through my young, inexperienced mind. I called down to the nurses’ station, and less than twenty minutes later they wheeled my precious cargo into my room.
I scooted off my bed and looked down into the tiny hospital bassinet and my eyes fell on perfection. I mean…PERFECTION! Even the nurse’s face was glowing at this beautiful baby, so what do I do…I say, “Ummm….this is not my baby.” Those words can give a maternity nurse the dry heaves, and it did. She says “What do you mean this is not your baby?” She reaches over and matches our hospital bands up. “The bracelets match…and she is the only girl in the nursery. She is definitely yours.” I literally was near tears, as I did not want to be overjoyed by this sudden, wonderful change of events. I said, “You’re absolutely sure. I mean my baby isn’t very pretty, and last night she had a birthmark covering half her face.” Leaning over, I whisper to the nurse. “And my baby is retarded…she has a HUGE misshaped head.”
Boy! Did I look stupid when she started to explain to me that my daughter had not been given a bath yet, which would explain the dried blood on her face, and apparently, infants have soft skulls so they can pass through the birthing canal, which gives them a temporary cone head! I was right all along,….Jenna was Perfection, and still is! 

Wednesday, August 28, 2013

A Few TidBits of my Walt Disney World Knowledge...okay, it's an Obsession

A Few TidBits of My Walt Disney World Obsession 

- My Top Tips for having the best vacation in the happiest place on earth.

So, yeah, most of you know that because of my rather expensive surgery and extensive recovery time, we cannot afford a vacation this year.  I used up all my sick and vacation time off from work in one fell swoop.  I was secretly hoping to persuade my husband to take another WDW vacation.  Yes, we went last year.  So what?
I have been on thirteen full length (9-14 day long) Walt Disney World vacations.  I made a shirt to wear there on our last trip so that I could brag about it silently.  I don't live in Florida, mind you - I'm from Texas and it is worth every minute in the car, on the plane and being frisked by TSA.  I know a lot of ins and outs.  None of them are secret.  I think most are common sense but I see tons of people doing just the wrong thing and I can see that they are ruining or wasting their own vacation.  Here you go.  These are in no particular order, mostly because I have trouble prioritizing the features of my vacation.  There is a way things have to be - they are all equally important.

1.  Stay on Disney property.  I suggest the Caribbean Beach Resort.  It is considered Moderate, not Value but for just a bit more you get a LOT more.  I would avoid the All-Star resorts.  They all share the same bus and they are often packed past capacity and the walk to the stops both at the parks and at the resorts are the longest.  My parents swear by Pop Century.  If money is no object, go for Polynesian if you need a themed resort, or the Grand Floridian if you just want straight luxury.  Yes, you could save a few hundred bucks staying in a Days Inn but the package means your magic starts months before the trip.  They send you your travel packets.  Disney gets your luggage to your door.  That's right.  You check your luggage with adorable Mickey tags on them and you don't have to see (or worry about) them again until you get to your room!  You ride the buses: stress free.  No fighting with the hubbs about getting lost or forgetting which parking lot has your car.  You also get bonus magic hours in the parks each day that Holiday Inn's guests won't.

2.  Get the meal plan.  This kind of goes hand in hand with #1.  Go 100% Disney.  Getting the meal plan means that it looks pricey upfront but you don't have to spend another dime while on vacation.  No stressing over that $15 hamburger.  It's paid for in advance and you can have the most expensive item on every menu if you like and it's all the same.  Get the Dining Plan, not the Quick Service, not the Deluxe Dining.   The middle plan gets each person (over the age of 2) one snack, one counter service meal and one table service meal for every day of your vacation.  That may not sound like much but it is MORE than enough.  I will explain below.

3.  Don't get every person a meal every time you sit down.  The counter service portions are huge and every meal comes with a dessert.  There are 3 in my family so most lunches were made of two meals split between us.  I can't tell you how many times I've seen families of 5 throwing out enough food to feed an army.  Just don't do it.  Your kids can share that pizza and then have plenty of room for the chocolate cake.  Don't worry about it.  It's vacation.  Some of the really nice restaurants take 2 table service meals PER person.  So, our family of 3 would use 4 adult table service meals and 2 child table service meals to go to Ohana's (a Hawaiian buffet that is worth it!).  It just means that we share some other meals.  The snacks can fill in the gaps too.  You can use it on almost anything: ice cream in the park, a giant muffin at your resort, an extra side of fries to let your kid have 'their own'.

4.  Plan your trip in advance.  I have mine down to 10 minute intervals and I suggest that for everyone BUT if your family isn't into forced march vacations at least plan where you will be for each day, each meal.  You can make reservations up to 6 months in advance and I wouldn't advise waiting any later than 4 months in advance.  The best places fill up.  Know when which park is open late on what day.  Know what day which park has fireworks, laser light show, and parades.

5.  Don't let your kids run the show.  Yes, this is Disney World but darn it, it's your holiday too and WDW has something for everyone.  Make a plan and stick to it.  Don't agree to run from one side of Magic Kingdom to the other just to ride the rides in the order your six year old wants to.  You'll wear yourself out and miss a ton of stuff.

6.  Go in September or October.  It is starting to cool off.  Most kids are back in school so the crowds are more manageable.  The parks are still open super late.  The hours start to shrink down in the off season.  Most years Disney offers packages at a big discount to get people to come in September and October.  We got our Dining Plan for FREE last year because we picked the sweet spot to attend.  In fact, I know for a fact they are offering that same deal RIGHT NOW if you book by September 15th.  Here is the direct link. 

7.  Park Hopper and Water Park Fun Options - get 'em.  If you are going to be there for 10 days (which I suggest as the perfect length), buy 7 day tickets.  With the Water Park Fun Option you get not just one but two great water parks.  You can also spend a partial day (after spending the am at the water park) at Downtown Disney or the Boardwalk.  It's fun and it's free.  Get the Park Hopper so that you can be in Animal Kingdom in the am when the animals are most active and visible but you're not stuck with that as your only park that day when they close at 5 pm.  In the afternoon/evening go to the park that is open the latest.  It really helps you get the most for your money.

8.  Make dinner reservations (at restaurants inside the parks) for right when the park is closing.  That way you get to stay in the park even later.  You will have the whole thing to yourself practically.  No, the rides and shows won't be going but they will let you walk as slowly as you want and shop until the wee hours of the morn.  For example: we made our dinner reservations at the Coral Reef Restaurant (seafood with a view of the Living Seas Pavilion, basically you are inside a giant aquarium) for 9:30 PM because the park closed at 10.  We got to see the big IllumiNations at the lagoon inside Epcot and then enjoyed our late dinner.  When we got out, there were only a few people left and we took a leisurely stroll and bought souvenirs without fighting the crowd for THE mouse ears my 5 year old daughter had to have.

You may be thinking (and rightly so), "How did you have dinner at 10 at night with a 5 year old that didn't end in tears and a fit?"  #9 is the answer.

9.  Take a nap EVERYDAY, all of you.  I don't care if you're 2, 12, 19, 34, 55 or 83.  TAKE A NAP. Break your day up into two pieces: from 7am to 1pm and then from 5 to midnight.  Sleep for 2 to 3 hours in the middle and wake up refreshed and ready to go.  The kids might resist it at first but when they see how late they get to stay up if they acquiesce.  Plus it starts to feel like you get two days for every one because you got the park hopper and are at Magic Kingdom in the AM and Epcot in the PM.  Napping keeps you out of the park during the hottest and most crowded part of the day.  You can nap in the cool of your magical Disney resort or you can stand in line for that one ride for two hours with all the other schmucks.  Seriously, you'll get nothing done in those hours except wearing yourself out.

There you go.  And those are just off the top of my head.  
WDW Luva 4 LIFE!
Author Natalie Gibson

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Monday, August 26, 2013

Crash Into Me-K.M. Scott #contemporaryromance #newrelease

Hi! Gabrielle, here. I'm celebrating a new release today under my alter ego's name. Crash Into Me is the first book under my K.M. Scott name. A contemporary romance, it's a story I fell in love with as soon as it began rattling around in my mind.

I usually write PNR and am very happy in that genre, but early this spring I had an idea for a contemporary romance. The idea of writing in another genre was unnerving for a while. I've read contemporaries for years, and in fact, wrote a contemporary way back when. (It was a very early effort, so it's sitting in drawer with my first PNR.) But I'd been writing paranormal for years and gotten in that groove.

The problem is that Tristan, the hero of Crash Into Me, was a very persistent man and after a while, I accepted that this was a story I was going to write. From then on, Tristan and Nina took over all my writing time until the book was complete. I guess it was meant to be.

Crash Into Me was a labor of love, and I'm thrilled that release day has finally arrived! So here's the blurb of the story that took over all those days and nights:

What would you give up for everything?

Tristan Stone was powerful, commanding, sex incarnate. And he wore it all so well. From the moment his mesmerizing gaze met mine, I had no choice but surrender to everything he was. His power. His decadence. His passion. He was all I never knew I needed.

He wanted to possess me, and I wanted to be his everything. All I had to do was accept what he offered. But everything has a price.

The world he gave me fulfilled my wildest dreams, but would that be enough when the past crashed into the present?

For more on Crash Into Me, including excerpts, visit my alter ego's blog at and please join me for the Crash Into Me Release Party on FB Wednesday, August 28 from 6-10 pm at There will be giveaways and lots of fun, so stop by!

Saturday, August 24, 2013

Our New Family Activity - Geocaching

August is always a crazy month in our house.  When my husband and I got married in 1998 we had no idea 3 months later we’d get pregnant!  So our one and only child was born two days after our first anniversary. 
Most of the time we celebrate our anniversary early or late depending on the year.   Our beautiful little baby boy is a whooping fourteen years old this August.  Where have the years gone?

In addition to the celebrations, I home school so I have been busy getting us back into a routine for our school year.  This is our last year to home school.  We decided there was just too much in the high school experience we wanted him to enjoy.   So he’ll enter public school next year.

This year one of my friends has been posting a lot about geocaching on Facebook so I decided to start our school year off with a fun day of trying out this activity.  It’s quickly becoming a family obsession.   It turns out my husband and son love it.  It also gave us a great excuse to stop at several things we have driven past and ignored, like the huge monument on Main Street.  It became a little educational doing things like that where we read about our town history.

If you have never geocached, it is where you take a GPS or smart phone with GPS/Geocache apps and look for little caches (treasures) hidden by other hunters.   Some have little logs you sign, some have learning information in/around them, and some have little boxes with trinkets, toys, etc you can swap out.  We now have a little Rubbermaid container under the seat in the car full of little toys and swap items. 

I wasn’t sure how this activity would be viewed by my 14 year old so I did everything I could to make it fun.  I had him go get a stuffed animal we could use as our geocache name and for taking anonymous pictures at the geocache sights we stop at to upload to the website.   It’s been such a fun experience.  I really recommend if you have kids or younger teenagers and want a way to spend the day together as a family you check this activity out.   Free family fun for all ages!  Bonus: You might learn something and you’ll definitely be teaching your kids things on the hunts like how to use a compass, etc.

We did learn to put a little first aid kit with some insect repellent wipes in the glove box.   We caught as many mosquito bites as we did caches one night.  I’ll leave  you with a little shot of Sylvester and I when we stopped at a cache that asked what we were supposed to stay out of and got into anyway (my answer was makeup – my dad hated me playing with it when I was little - and I left a new little Hard Candy lip gloss in the container).

Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Vacation Recap with pictures

The view from our condo balcony

I'm back from vacation and since I don't have any word back on a two book proposal that I submitted before I went on vacation.  I'll bore you with my vacation pics. 

Warning:  There are no pics of me and you can't take a cellphone to a water park or on a river an expect to ever work again.  LOL!

This was our first official family vacation and we cried on the way back.  We spent 8 days in New Braunfels, Texas enjoying tubing all but two days on the Comel River and two days at Schlitterbaun Water park.  We can't wait for July 2014.  Enjoy!

Our condo is on the one on the top left w/the tree slicing the windows
Hubs grilling with the Comel River and Schlitterbaun in the background
Again, view from the condo.  This is the tower at Schlitterbaun home to the Master Blaster water coaster.  Woot!
Brian finally dying after the vacation
This is where we launch for floating on the Comel River.  Steps from the condo.

Brian at the condo

Literally our condo was on the riverbank and we could walk, across the river, to the water park.  This was our third time to go but our first time to stay a week.  We even stay in the same condo every year so it makes it nice.  We have a stackable washer/dryer so I can come home with clean clothes and the kitchen is stocked with everything but food.  I think we went out to eat once they whole time.  Hubs loves to cook and as you can tell, there were grills there so he grilled most nights.  

Oh and a month later, we still have our tubes in the back of the Tahoe.  :)

*note all pictures were taken by me, Harlie Williams on my camera phone*

Until next month...

Sunday, August 18, 2013

Sit With Me a Moment, Grasshopper

David Carradine in "Kung Fu"
Sit With Me a Moment, Grasshopper
Sometimes the most valuable lessons are revealed through loss

Eight years ago, I was diagnosed with kidney failure. Don’t worry. It really is related. Keep reading. I have low blood pressure and I’m not diabetic. So what caused the kidney failure and how the heck can I keep from getting it? you ask. One in ten people has kidney disease, and the most common causes are diabetes and high blood pressure. Unfortunately, it’s not always caused by those things though. What I want to share with you today is probably one of the most valuable lessons I’ve learned along this journey – the importance of destressing with “me time.”

First in my family to ever have kidney problems of any kind, doctors diagnosed me with Focal Segmental Glomerosclerosis (FSGS). FSGS has been linked to childhood Rheumatoid disorders and resulting illnesses that attack the body’s immune system and allow infections to damage vital organs. Whew! That’s a mouthful. There’s probably not much I could have done to avoid kidney failure since I was born with a heart murmur and developed Rheumatic Heart at five years old, but I said all that to say this: most illnesses are exacerbated by stress, so take time to nurture yourself right now. If you’re predisposed to a particular illness, don’t give it ammunition by allowing unnecessary stress to fester in your life.

Before the life-altering diagnosis, I worked 70-80 hours a week. Over the years, I’ve worked as a band director, choral director, substance abuse counselor, mental health therapist, college counselor and career counselor. In my pursuit of success I probably spent 70% of my life working and going to school. In fact, when I was diagnosed with kidney failure I’d nearly finished doctoral coursework. Still on autopilot and so out of touch with actually living, all I could see was the proverbial finish line. I completed my final courses and passed comprehensives, a grueling endeavor considering I was just starting the grieving process that accompanies any chronic, degenerative, life-altering illness, and my brain was still foggy from the surgical anesthesia to boot.

It wasn’t until I was at work one day (at that time I was doing dialysis at home) emailing my dissertation advisor (who was notoriously difficult to reach, BTW) that I had an epiphany: “I’m not enjoying this and I don’t want to do it anymore.” The next step was to just stop. Now don’t get me wrong; I’m a major advocate for education, and I’m happy and proud for anyone pursuing more of it, but it’s important to pursue things that give us joy and fulfillment. It took me a long time to face it, but no matter how many “A’s” I made, I realized school didn’t make me happy.

Wish I’d realized it sooner, but oh well, c’est la vie! I’m just grateful I realized it when I did, and in many ways the diagnosis with kidney failure made it crystal clear. I no longer had the luxury of making lofty plans for the distant future – I had to start living for right now. Once I did finally figure it out, it gave me time to get down to what’s really important. Most of us spend the majority of our time working inside and outside the home, running errands, paying bills, and 60% or more of our time doing “busy work.” Finding “me time” can be a challenge for any adult, especially women because we’re too often expected to be everything for everybody.

I suppose it’s human nature to keep saying “one day” I’ll take the time to go on vacation, or take that trip to Italy, or spend more time with family, but too often, “one day” never comes, and other things happen to make our goals unattainable. I could write a book about this (and I’m still considering it), but just for today, make time for yourself, enjoy your family, make a list (you should have known there would be a list somewhere) of things you’d like to do, accomplish, or experience -  a bucket list, if you will, and destress and declutter (things, people, and ideas) your life as much as possible.

The general principle is to spend more of your limited time enjoying life and less engaging in the necessary drudgery that comes along with the package. Living by this principle means you’ll never have to say “I wish I had.” Each of us lives several lives, so to speak. In the course of a short period of time – months, years, sometimes even days, the still frame of your life can be changed completely. The only constant is you. I know – sounds daunting, right? It’s not. Really.

In this particular still frame, I’m a Minister of Music, author, and algebra and statistics tutor, and I fight everyday to keep kidney failure and dialysis from taking over my life. It’s challenging, but I can’t help thinking that if it weren’t for being diagnosed with this terrible disease, I’d still be plodding along the misguided path I was on, thinking, “one day I'll make time to do more things I enjoy.” So, Grasshopper, what’s stealing your time? Your joy? What would you really like to be doing with your life? Any recent epiphanies?

Saturday, August 17, 2013

Back to School Woes

As August slowly comes to an end and school soon getting started I am faced with the fear of my child attending middle school.  For me middle school had its ups but it also had its downs.  In middle school you fall in love for the first time, face bullies and maybe even battle with acne.  This is when your heart is broken and you either mature a little more or dwell on it for a while.  Being that he is my only child I worry but I have never been one to baby him or shelter him.  If he fell and cried I wouldn't rush to him unless I saw some actual blood which luckily only happened once, and only required three stitches. 

What worries me is not the fact that he will be attending middle school, but that he may be bullied. In elementary school they had an anti-bullying campaign that taught children how to spot bullying and how to put a stop to it.  In elementary school kids are more innocent and can easily say they won't be a bully, or will quickly say they will report anyone they see as a bully, but in middle school one is trying to fit in and don't want to rock the boat so it becomes more and more difficult.  I have coached my son and discussed the issues he may be facing but he seems to either take it lightly or is not worried at all.  I can only hope it's the latter, but again I do not want to baby him and I want him to continue to be independent as well as capable of standing up for himself when he needs to.

The innocent stage will soon be over, and with that will come a bit of attitude but I shall be prepared for that as well.  These next few weeks we will be enjoying the end of the summer together and then he will spend five days with his dad and family members in Florida.  The shopping for school supplies has just begun and then we will have to purchase new clothes and remaining supplies upon his return. 

I have a lot to look forward to as does my son, but I am still hoping I can turn back the clock a little, just not as far back where I'll have to deal with the terrible two's.  My son will soon be a teenager and with that will come a lot of ups and downs as well, but again, I look forward to it and best part about it is I get to now see and experience things from a boys perspective, so always get to learn a lot.  

Copyright © 2013 ~ Susan B. Anna

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Saturday, August 10, 2013

It's Time to Change

by Susan Arden
As a parent, this time of year in early to late August is a time of transition. Gone are the dog days of summer. There’s the hustle-bustle as we’re getting the kids ready to start school. New clothes, new schedules, and a great time to begin reintroducing structure as classes and extra-curriculars commence.
And we adults too can benefit. Lately, I’ve been given a choice regarding high blood pressure: meds or lifestyle. I have high-blood pressure as a result of heredity and life…the luck of the DNA draw. In short, it makes it harder to redo lifestyle as I’m already underweight but of late, I’m also under my target for get-of- my-duff-and-move with a hectic writing and release schedule. So, as the kids head out the door, I thought this is a good time to reinvent a lifestyle gone amiss.

First, I had to define the target areas (Oh yeah I’m one of those). Here the four crucial parts or missing pieces:

Diet: DRINK MORE WATER  This little change dominoes so many other aspects of diet and health at the cellular level. Now, the first thing I do in the morning is drink two full glasses tepid water. No need to shock the system.

Exercise: Must be cardio and at least 15 minutes a day. I’m not trying for a triathlon, and this low target (*snicker*) is easy to turn into say 20-25-30 minutes.  With a low goal of 15 minutes, I found I was more apt to actually DO IT! Walking, jogging, sun salutations, elliptical (snort*I can read at the same time and it’s not cheating!!).

Meditation: In truth, this is one area that at first when I began five years ago, was so vague I thought what is everyone talking about. Close your eyes and what??? I was still thinking and more so because I was trying not to. I’d hear people talk about the benefits, but I didn’t understand the process. Smack to the head. I needed instruction and studied Zen forms of walking meditation and those clicked with me. The breath and movement allowed my ADHD nature a place to recede, rest, and rejuvenate.

Sleep: BIG POTHOLE. Easily, I was going with five hours. An overactive mind and underactive body will do that and do that relentlessly. A sure sign of being out-of-balance.
And for me that’s what high-blood pressure is a sign of or put another way, normal blood pressure is evidence of being grounded.
So yepper! After two weeks of Diet – Exercise – Meditation-Sleep guess what??? Instead of 159/92 my blood pressure hovers 130-127/72-78. Instead of MEDS I opted for DEMS (Diet, Exercise, Meditation, Sleep) to get a handle on blood-pressure.

Am I proclaiming everyone can go this route? Sorry, I’m not a doctor and if you’re taking meds, don’t stop. But go talk to your health care provider. August is a great time. Before starting any course impacting your health, seek professional advice and INSTRUCTION (no closed eyes and waiting for an answer) and maybe there’s new solutions. Ask about DEMS and how to incorporate changes into your lifestyle.

And if you’re not taking meds and have medical concerns, then seriously, do seek treatment and professional advice. The end of summer might be the a new start and time to think about changes.

Are you thinking about changes or the steps you’ll put into play? Great. Share your success and get others motivated to make positive changes.

Happy end-of-summer and enjoy this special time of transition.

Monday, August 5, 2013

Where does the time go?

Time is FLYING by this summer. It’s already August. OMG! What happened?

Oh yeah, two jobs, choir practice for church, plus taking care of the animals of the two and four-legged variety. Then there’s that pesky stuff like eating and cleaning, and umm…sleep…uh huh, I’m pretty sure that’s what I’m supposed to be doing right now.

Time just disappears around my house. I start the day thinking I’ll get EVERYTHING done on my list (hardy har har) and I can get a head start on tomorrow’s list. That hasn’t happened in months.

There just isn’t enough hours in the day, and what I realized is that I can still make everything fit I NEED to fit. Not want to, but need to.

I’ve come to terms that all of the household chores might not be perfectly done every single evening, but I snuggled with my boy, who’s not going to want to much longer, and I got all my book pimping done, talked to my husband, got nightly kisses. BONUS!!

You know the adage, “Treat everyday like it’s your last, because tomorrow may not come!” I’m a firm believer in that. So if my time runs out, I’m not going to obsess over a dirty dish in the sink, a few rocks on the floor in the laundry that came inside with one of the spoiled rotten dogs that are laid up in the doggy beds at my feet.

I’m going to spend my extra time, writing and reading and enjoying my family and friends as much as I possibly can. Life’s too short to rush everywhere. 

Sometimes the point of the trip isn’t the destination, but the journey to get there.
Good gracious am I enjoying my journey! I’m a lucky girl, and I’m not taking it for granted. :)**GRIN**

Oh, and why did I put a picture in of me at White Castle? Because I would literally shank someone for some right now. Mmm...

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Jennifer Kacey is a wife, mother, and business owner living with her family in Texas. She sings in the shower, plays piano in her dreams, and has to have a different color of nail polish every week. The best advice she’s ever been given? Find the real you and never settle for anything less.

Saturday, August 3, 2013

Back to School shopping and why it makes me sad.

I was roaming through the isles of Walmart last night and ended up in the back to school supplies. I stopped and realized that I have rummaged through these crates, boxes and packages of pens for 31 years, but not anymore. My daughter is in her last semester of College and has no list for me to fill.
I felt a twinge of sadness as the kids ran past me. Their parents were scanning the lists and the kids were picking out new pens, notebooks and everything they thought they needed. Their smiles, and the look of aggravation on the parents faces made me wish for yesterday.
A smart person would have smiled and walked away from the mass confusion but I stood there and actually wished I had a list to shop from

The memories of my children getting excited about having the best box of crayons, the prettiest pen and of course the new backpack.

Then as they grew we had to buy the locker organizers, different project supplies and the best graphic calculator money could buy.
Then my sadness started to fade and the thought of not having to spend all that money made me smile. I stepped away, walking past all the confusion with a little skip in my walk as I ran through the list of things I was going to buy for myself. You see, as a writer I also need supplies. Like the best box of markers for my book signings, the smoothest writing pen for all the story ideas I need to jot down and maybe even a new backpack.  : )
I guess I'm just not ready to give up the ritual of back to school shopping,
Tell me what you think about this time of year. Does it excite you as much as the kids or is it a time that causes you to pull out your hair and drain your check book.

Until next time.


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