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iPhonography: my 2 cents.

2012-01-18T22:24:00.001-06:00

an ironically untouched iPhone photo

So, I'm sure there are a crap ton of people out there that are bored to death of overfiltered and overedited iPhone photos.

I. Am. Not. One. Of. Them.

Boy, I tell ya...as much as I love my big bangarang camera, my camera phone has saved my life in many a situation. Literally, and figuratively.

This one time, my car died {yes, my husband is a mechanic...go figure} in a not-so-great area of town, and if I didn't have my phone, I probably would have been raped and pillaged. Or, some nice passerby would have stopped to help. But, whatever...for the sake of drama, let's go with the former theory. M'kay?

Anywho, that derned camera phone is too accessible and functional for day to day life photography to be ignored.

Don't get me started on all those bomb diggity apps to edit, filter, embellish, and bling out your pics.

In the strong case for iPhonography, I am a more is more kind of girl. You can't add too much masking tape, or faux bokeh, or tilt shift. I get crazy-giddy just thinking about it.

Seriously, my pulse is quickening as we speak.

totally edited

So, for those of you that are on board...I will give you the long-short list of my favorite photo apps {in no particular order}:

Instagram...duh.
Hipstamatic
Snapseed
Phonto
Labelbox
Big Lens
Diptic
PicFrame
maskingtape
Montage
LensLight
Camera+/Camera+ Pro
Smilebox
Dramatic B&W
Filterstorm

Good luck with your own iPhonography adventures!

Tidbits.

2012-01-12T11:06:00.000-06:00

I love this free clip art from Martha Stewart. It is colorful, fun, and could be used for so, so, so much!

We are super addicted to clementines. Are you?

It will be a sad day when the season is over. Sad, indeed.

Betsy stands at the refrigerator and sniffs the fruit drawer until I get the hint. It's redunkulous.

This certainly isn't the best photo, but that is the current progress of our master bathroom redo.

Lots more to do, but I think it's pretty rad so far.

And, finally...

we are going on vacation to Destin!

We have never been anywhere with our whole family except Chicago and Trout Lodge {one hour from our house}, so this is super exciting. I cannot wait for my kids to see the ocean.

If you have any tips on where to stay that has 2-seconds-to-get-there beach access, full kitchen, and a condo pool, or tips for traveling hours on end with littles in the car...please share. We are very new to this.

Ahhhhhhh...

2012-01-10T13:59:00.000-06:00

Well, the holidays are over, and I feel I can breathe now that order has been loosely restored to the House of Grebe. I had a post all worked out for today, but I have plum run out of time, and need to scoot off to pick up Rosie from school.

So, I thought I'd show you some of our 2011 family photos taken by my friend, Brenda. She never disappoints.

Also, I will have a giveaway coming up shortly, and lots of news, and funny little stories, as well as, our master bath reno to share. I'm back, baby.

Is it me? Or are those some of the cutest little humans you've ever seen?

Why, yes...yes, they are.

Peace out ladies and gents, and buckle up. It's going to be a bumpy ride

Oh, and one more thing...you can find me on Pinterest and Instagram under Oddgirloutblog. Fun, fun!

The most wonderful time of the year.

2011-12-23T14:15:00.002-06:00

Things have been {for the most part} quite cheery around here. I have had a stress headache for the last 4 days, but that is my own fault. Betsy has been peeing on the potty at home A LOT! Yippee!

Cookies are almost all baked, Harry Potter is on the tele. Breakfast casseroles for tomorrow morning are up next.

Sadly, my mom is sick, and probably won't be celebrating tidings of joy with us tomorrow, and maybe not even on Christmas day. Which sucks, but what can you do? When you're sick, you're sick. Oh, and our washing machine is broken, and the part won't be in until next week.

So, my sick mom has been doing my laundry. I'm not sure what the hell she's thinking, but sometimes you just don't argue with your sick mother.

Since this post has, sadly, taken a negative turn, I will also tell you I don't have any present wrapped, and still 3 more things to pick up tonight with all the crazies that will be out.

We have made time for some Steak-n-Shake Happy Hour. Which, I'll have to say, is better than Sonic's. I will argue to the death about that with anyone, anytime, anywhere.

I'm also ticked that I cropped the above photo the way I did. I hardly ever crop, and I'm not sure why I did on this photo, but it was such a wonderful shot of my oldest's Lloyd Christmas hair. The kid is almost 11, and really needs to start styling it. Otherwise...Lloyd.

In more uplifting news, the teacher gifts were a hit.

So, you see? Things have actually been quite pleasant here as of late.

Perspective, people.

And, finally, to bring this post about nothing to a close...
a big welcome to all the newest followers who found me via Young House Love.

I submitted our kitchen project awhile back, and was pleasantly surprised to see our remodel was featured on their blog-diggity yesterday HERE. I have been enjoying all of the comments and questions. Keep them coming.

I am also humbled at some of the wonderful emails I've been receiving about sharing Betsy's story. If what our family has been through touches any one person, and makes them feel less alone, then this blog has accomplished just what I intended it do when it all started over 3 years ago.

Thank you, thank you!

Thoughts...

2011-12-13T08:56:00.000-06:00

**I wrote this on November 19th. I wasn't going to publish it. I've decided that I should. I am leaving all the typos and spelling mistakes because I was in a fragile state of mind when I wrote it. I think it should remain just as it is. I am sure some think I whine too much, but I think it's important to know that tragedy to one person isn't necessarily tragedy to another. My world has been forever changed, and I'm not sure I will ever get over it. I try everyday. It gets easier and easier everyday, but it is always there. A little black spot on my heart. The spot where I have laid to rest my idea of what I thought all of my childrens' lives would be like. Every hope and dream I initially had for Betsy has been buried there, and in it's spot I have planted new hopes and dreams. Different ones. It is a learning process. One step forward, two steps back. Certain things trigger my mourning to surface all over again, and I quietly push those feeling back into their grave and dust myself off, and carry on. Yes, I am selfish in that sadness. I can admit that. In those moments, I have to remind myself my sadness is pity for myself and the way I thought things would be, or should be. I definitely have other worries and sadness when I think of what Betsy's future will hold. Jake and I cannot be there for her forever, but my darkest times are when I let the evil of self-pity grip my broken heart. Pray for me. Pray for sweet, sweet Betsy. And always remember...EVERYONE has a cross to bear. No one is immune from that.**

So, I've been watching 'American Horror Story'.

Not much to report. I guess I'm still waiting for it to get as scary as everyone says it is.

But, that's not really what this post is about.

There is a character in the show named, Addi. She is an awesome person living with Down's Syndrome.

Jessica Lange plays her kind-of-psychotic-but-has-good-intentions mother. And she plays the role well.

In one of the episodes, she's upset with Addi. She asks her if she knows what people think when they see the two of them walk down the street together. She goes on to tell her that they think two things:

1. That they feel lucky they're not either of them.
2. That she {Jessica Lange} must be a hero.

I watched this episode in one of those rare, rare, rare instances that I was home alone, and I cried.

Like a baby.

I wondered if that's what people think when they see my Betsy and me.

Grateful, and full of pity.

I am no hero.

Jessica Lange's character goes onto to say, "As if I had a choice.".

I didn't. Most mothers's do not.

Oh, well, I'm sure some think there is a choice.

But to the ones that are in it, really in it...they don't.

I had a choice in making her, but not how she turned out. Not how God thought she would be most perfect.

My, how long it's taken me to realize that she is just as she should be. Perfect in every way.

My perfect little girl.

We speak a perfect language only we understand.

She walks a perfect way that only I know when she'll fall.

She loves me so perfectly, sometimes I think I might burst from it.

One day, even she'll want to leave. She'll want to spread her wings in her perfect Betsy way. And, I will have to let her go.

And it will hurt.

More than with the other 3.

And the thing is, they'll understand why it will be harder.

Those other 3 are my hero. They know so much more than the average kid their age. And they didn't have a choice either. But I'm thankful. Thankful they know that kind of love, tolerance, empathy.

They let me love her the way I need to, and they get it. Even at their tender age. They know without being told why. Sure, they will resent me, or Betsy one day, for something, at some point for having to be so patient, and lenient. But it will be fleeting.

After 7 long years, I think I'm starting to get it. Why Betsy is all mine.

And the answere is simple...because she is supposed to be.

That's it.

Whatever I learn from it, no matter what I decide to so with those lessons, it's just 'to be'.

It's exactly what I needed exactly right now.

Maybe that doesn't make sense to anyone but me.

And that's okay.

Maybe it shouldn't make sense to anyone but me.

And her perfection is what I will always need right at that very moment

It's been awhile...

2011-12-12T10:31:00.000-06:00

I have not fallen off the face of the Earth. Quite the opposite. I've been firmly planted on the ground trying to get things done for the holidays. My goal was to have the non-glamorous stuff out of the way 2 weeks before Christmas Day. For the most part, I've accomplished that, but there is little stuff that pops up along the way. The little detail bits that I always seem to forget year after year.

Once school let's out, I will breathe a bit easier.

But sharing details about my schedule is a total bore. So, I will tell you what I'm making all of the teachers, bus drivers, occupational therapists, speech therapists, physical therapists, and teacher assistants for Christmas gifts.

I insist on handmade when possible, and useful in some way. You can imagine my difficulty every year in coming up with something. Honestly, if I could give them all $100 in a card I would. We love our teachers, etc. They deserve it without a doubt, but my pockets do not run that deep. :(

For the men on the list above, we are doing THIS.

Assembly will take place later this week. If you want to know where any of my supplies came from they came from here and here. I am making some cute, vintagey red & white labels for the spice containers with clip art from here.

For the ladies on the list, we are making THESE.

They are coming along nicely. I was able to find fun wooden spools at Hobby Lobby, and I think they make the kits look much better than the cheap plastic ones.

These gifts are turning out cheaper than I originally budgeted for, but I think since our blood sweat and tears {mostly mine} is going into them, they are more meaningful, even if it's just a little bit.

What do you do for teacher gifts? Do you give to your mailman, trash men, etc? If so, what do you give? In the past, we've given those peeps fast food bucks for a quick lunch. You'd be amazed at what good service you'll receive when you let them know they are appreciated, too.

If you have any questions about these projects just let me know...

be blessed & stuff.

2011-11-23T16:35:00.000-06:00

just because it makes me smile.

So, just a few things before the big turkey day...

1. I totally forgot to celebrate my 3rd bloggersary. It was officially on October 12th. I cannot believe it's been 3 years. Wow!

2. A big welcome to all the new followers I've gotten in the last few days. You have landed in Crazy Town. I hope you enjoy your stay.

3. Thanksgiving is one of my most favorite times of year. It's like Christmas, but without the presents. And, let's face it...the presents just complicate things.

4. I hope you find blessings in the little things. They are EVERYWHERE...if you look hard enough! My advice would be to look with your heart, not your eyes.

Happy Thanksgiving, and many blessings!

The cleaner side of things...

2011-11-17T09:50:00.000-06:00

So, now that you know what our house normally looks like, you may want to pop over to 'Life Made Lovely', and see what it looks like all purdy'd up in the 'Home Made Lovely' series Heather has put together.

I think you might like it better. Or is that just me? Maybe so.

Either way, hop on over and show Heather {and me, too} a little love.

True to my word.

2011-11-16T10:18:00.008-06:00

I'm starting to think that people have a HUGE misconception about me and what my house looks like on a daily basis.

I had promised awhile back to dispell those non-truths. I have delayed this post as long as I could. Mostly because I don't want anyone to think I'm a mess.

If my house looks a mess at any given moment, what must my insides look like?

To honestly answer that question, sometimes my insides are a mess. Even with all the healing that's occurred on my heart the last couple of years, I still have dark days. Bad times.

Don't we all?

So, here you go. This is what my house looks like most days.

A mess.

Sometimes I feel like the messier it is, the happier I am. The more I've learned to let go of stupid hang ups. Keeping your house perfect all the time is a source of GREAT stress and anxiety. It's a full time job of worry and psychoticness. Trust me when I tell you that. I've lived that life.

Cleaning the house to tip top shop 3+ times a week for 3 years so that Betsy's home therapists didn't think I was a failure when they came over to work with her was hell. Because somehow having a clean and tidy house made me have it all together.

Back then, I didn't. Not even by a mile.

But, I wanted so badly to control the things that I could because the rest of my life seemed to be spiraling so desperately out of control. It was a hopeless feeling. At the time, I thought my cute, clean house was all I had. I was blind then. By grief, by sadness, by hopelessness, by desperation, by whatever you want to call it, but blind.

I still have work to do. Lots. I know this because you have no idea how badly I want to make a million and three excuses as to why it looks like this. Which really isn't that bad considering most of the mess is pillows, clothes that need to be put down the laundry shoot, and dirty dishes in the sink, and let's face it my toliets are freshly bleached and tubs scoured out, but for me this is a disaster.

I want to scream at the top of my lungs to the internets that this is right after getting the kids on the bus. That this is right before I start to do my morning tidy-up routine. That I am editing photos like a mad woman {tis the season}, and haven't been staying current on my housework. That it's get my work done and feed the kids, or have spotless floors. That it NEVER looks this bad. That I plan on cleaning tomorrow when the kids DON'T have a half day of school to interrupt the progress.

But, those are all just excuses.

See? That's what I do. I am always trying to make excuses for things like this, so you don't think my house is, heaven forbid, messy sometimes.

**GASP!**

I mean, what would that say about me as a person?

Would you like me less?

Would you like me more?

Would I like myself less? More?

It's territory I don't really want to explore, but I'm going to.

So go ahead and judge away.

I am human.

I have four kids.

Wait a minute, are those just more excuses?

As much as I would like to, I canNOT control everything.

A lesson driven home by the birth of a baby girl that would change everything I thought I knew about life. Thank you, Miss Betsy Jane.

Random fact about me...I HATE a closet that is left open. HATE, HATE, HATE. Always have for as long as I have memories.

Hey, at least Pete made his bed this morning. That's progress.

Someday, I'll let you see our laundry/storage area. For now, I'm not that brave.

Some news.

2011-11-09T10:14:00.000-06:00

Next week {Thursday to be exact}, our homestead will be featured over at 'Life Made Lovely'.

I am always most flattered when someone I admire seems to find something redeeming about my simple little life.

In this particular case, Heather {who has amazing style, a penchant for finding joy in the small things, and is one of the most adorable people I've ever seen}, made my day when she asked if I would let you all take a peek inside our home.

My {emphatic} answer was, YES!

So, during the time you have to peruse the internets before November 17th, I HIGHLY recommend checking out Heather's blog, design shop {she designed my own blog's header}. and find out more about her 'Joyful Life Library Project'.

And check out the other incredible homes already featured in the 'Home Made Lovely' series.

My 2011 Holiday Wishlist

2011-11-08T19:02:00.002-06:00

Because sometimes ~~people~~ Big Daddy needs some direction, and PLENTY of time.

Oh, who am I kidding. We rarely even do the gift thing.

So, I will be really irrational and make some of these items DREAM wishes.

Go big or go home.

The gifts are more fun when they're for the kids anyway.

But, just in case...

Cath Kidston Gnome Jasmine Jumper

Lensbaby Composer Lens & the Sweet 35 Optic

Hunter Original Tall Wellies in Dark Olive or Green

AlienBees B400 flash unit

Tory Burch Patent Caroline Ballet Flat in Camille Pink

a trip HERE because I heart it, and haven't been in 12 years

{can we add Scotland & Ireland this time?}

Yeah, right.

And, since I have been a good girl this year, and will be receiving every item on this list, thank you in advance, Big Daddy.

Wink, wink.

That time of year.

2011-11-07T09:53:00.000-06:00

Well, it's that time of year. The time of year that I costantly feel stressed, anxious, spread too thin.

Once New Year's rolls around, I can breathe easy.

It's the holidays and everything that goes along with it {baking, parties, gift buying}, the financial aspect of the holidays and never wanting to spend what we don't have which means getting creative, which means making my head hurt, all of the school obligations, the cold/bad weather starts {which I actually love, but it adds 20 minutes onto the commute anywhere making sure 4 kids are bundled}, and all of the unexpected things that you just don't plan on happening because, let's face it, they always seem to happen in force at this time of year. {This is my finest run-on sentance to date.}

Every year, I vow to slow down, say no, enjoy the time spent with family and friends that we don't get to see that often. But every year, I fail miserably.

Is there some magic spell I should know? A part of the equation I'm missing?

The real tragedy is, I have so much to enjoy. So much to be grateful for. The obvious: husband, kids, health, home, clothes, food, a general want for nothing. But there is also the not so obvious: a thriving start up business, a husband who has been sober for 6 1/2 months, people who appreciate my gifts of which I love to share, the realized joy of having a child with special needs, the acceptance of who I am and being comfortable in this skin.

So, I have to ask myself, what gives?

I am alone in this struggle?

I find it so hard to be in the moment from Halloween to Christmas. And there are so many fantastic moments to find yourself in during these months.

What do you do to slow down, enjoy, relax?

PLEASE TELL ME!

Please?

You could potentially save me from certain doom.

Insta-Friday

2011-11-04T12:13:00.002-05:00

I love these shoes. They stink, they aren't even gray anymore, our puppy has gnawed the insole, but I don't care. I even have two other pairs.

But, when you love something, you love it. I am starting to fall in love with my gilded herringbone pair, but I feel like I'm cheating on the gray pair. Woe is me.

I'm sure you've heard that my hometown team, the St.Louis Cardinals, won the World Series. Right? Well, we did. It was a fun night, complete with a victory dance with some amazing people.

On Tuesday, I got a call from the school nurse to come pick up Betsy. She wasn't acting herself. About 10 minutes after we got home she basically collapsed and crashed. Right where she was. Turns out she wasn't sick. At least not for reals. She had TMH virus. Too much Halloween. She was golden when she woke up.

I had the pleasure of catching an Avetts' show with some special girls. I've learned that if you're friendly, you get VIP treatment {. We happen to meet the promoter {no lie}. We didn't know he was the promoter, but we had a nice convo with him, and he asked if we wanted to be closer to the boys. Uh, YES! He told us who he was, led us through the 'velvet rope', and voila! It was as if they were performing just for us. Friendliness goes a long way. I picked up a couple of t-shirts for my little boys, too. They thought they'd died and gone to heaven. Once they're back in the Lou we will be taking the boys to the show. They won't know what hit them.

Our family pictures are next weekend. We have the outfits nailed down, AND the awesomest prop ever. A red convertible Olds. Holla! We're going to a very urban setting downtown, so I'm super excited. Brenda will work her magic for my family as always.

So, that's what's newsworthy from my instagram. Have a super weekend! I know I will be dancing the night away tomorrow at our 'adult party'. Hahahahahaha!

The Rock.

2011-11-03T15:08:00.002-05:00

Our master bathroom sucks. It's functional, and that's about it's only endearing quality. Real problems, right?

Well, it's just not in the cards for a total gut job. {Which it desperately needs.} It's a totally awkward space, and needs to be reconfigured. The sink area is open to our bedroom which is strange, and that door that you see {which we screwed shut}, is a pass through to Pete's room. The toilet and shower are to the left and are separated by the sink area by a door. It's just a little too cuckoo-ka-choo for me.

It was so bad, I didn't even take before photos. Which I now regret. The sink was peach with some sort of permanent toothpaste'ish stain in it, the vanity was a creamy color, with a faux marble finish, and you can still see the pretty floor. Stunning as it is. It was lovely. Plain lovely.

It made me want to vomit every morning. Right in that pretty peach sink. Something had to be done. Enter creative ingenuity. We had some grayish/tan paint that I slapped on the walls, stupid door, and ceiling. Then I took this {but was able to purchase the faux bois 'rocker' separately,and not the whole kit at Home Depot}, and some brown paint that we had, and did a faux bois finish on the vanity.

Then, add a white-less-than-$30 drop in sink, and it looks MUCH better. I added the white deer head for a little towel rack, and moved my old-window-turned-accessory-holder and hung it over the hole where an old, nasty medicine cabinet randomly was. Big Daddy also changed out the light fixture for my old favorite stand by HERE. {Yes, you can still buy them in-stores, and yes, it's an outdoor light, but who cares? They also look fab spray painted obnoxious colors, which I still may do.}

Then, the piece de resistance...that mid-century rocker. It's awr-some! My mother-in-law was getting rid of it. YES, PLEASE! Now, I know a rocking chair seems a bit odd in a master bathroom, but it just works, ya know?

I 'rocked' the vanity, and 'rocked' the chair.

What can I say? I like to rock.

Now, I just need to find an affordable oriental'ish type rug to cover up some of that floor. Yick! I think the reds, golds, and blues will really tie into the other colors going on in the room. I found one I loved at HomeGoods, but when I checked the price it was $99!!!! For a 4x3 rug?! Pass. Hello, Craigslist.

We have a plan for the shower/toilet area to cover the sub-par tile on the wall, but I don't want to talk about that now. I'm tired of typing. But, I can assure you it will be cool & cheap, with a super-fly industrial/cottage feel.

Someday, we will lay the leftover hardwood where the nastiness now lies, dry wall in the non-functioning door, and we will retrofit an old dresser to fit this bad girl...

In all honesty, we will probably never gut it after doing all of the above. The hard part will be finding the right piece to fit the sink. That may take some time. I am NOT patient, so it will be interesting to see how this turns out.

Time will tell...

Hump day ear candy.

2011-11-02T07:56:00.001-05:00

Matthew and the Atlas.

Just really fantastic stuff.

Had a few of their songs on my ipod, but then I saw them open for Mumford & Sons back in June.

Wow, oh, wow!

You know, the same show I that I got to sit in the sound booth. The show that I met Marcus Mumford, Ted Dwane, and Ben Lovett. And, yes, I stood 5 feet from Winston Marshall, but it's hardly worth mentioning because apparently he was too good to frolic with the fans. Dumb. The show that I found myself in the same place as the band after the show for a good hour, and had a nice chat with Ted & my cousin while I was there. It's true. I would bore you with photos, but this post is really about Matthew & the Atlas, after all. Okay, just one...

So, where was I? Oh, yes...M & the A are good. Really good. They will actually be here Thursday night. Not here as in my house, but here as in St.Louis. Just to clear up any confusion. I mean, they are more than welcome, but I'm not sure they know who the hell I am.

My favorite...

And more...

They also do a fantastic cover of The Pogues 'Fairytale of New York'. Listen HERE. They are definitely worth adding to one of your playlists. Good, good stuff.

I think I have a banjo problem.

Halloween ramblings.

2011-11-01T09:43:00.000-05:00

So, I don't have a picture with the boys. They were too busy playing in the fire pit. We like to keep it safe in these parts. I have a couple, but you can't even see their costumes. I can tell you we had a sailor, a doctor, a Quidditch player, and a gladiator. They all looked great, and more importantly, they got a ton of candy that I can steal while they are at school today. That is a reward of parenting. If you didn't know that, now you do. You are welcome.

Also, I was alarmed and appalled to learn that St.Louis is one of the few places in this great country that require kids to tell a joke before they get their candy. Always has. Check this article out HERE. Do your kids have to tell a joke to get their candy on Halloween? Please tell me they do. You hear the best jokes. Good, clean, funny jokes.

Want to give a shout out of thanks to my sister and brother-in-law for hosting a great little party, and for sending home a TON of leftovers with us. I wish the kids were off of school today so we could have stayed later, but alas they were not. Which isn't entirely a bad thing because now I have more opportunity to pilfer their candy. Too bad for them. Too bad.

Tale of a tripod.

2011-10-31T16:13:00.006-05:00

I took on the daunting task of taking some photos of the whole fam damily with the help of a tripod, and, my friend, Hollie firing the shutter. I had the remote with me, but I felt better with a human pushing the button. Sometimes, I don't like to rely solely on technology.

The weather was cloudy, we had pelting rain 5 minutes before we did this {believe it or not}, the kids were acting like nut balls, and my Dad was worried about the rain droplets on his truck showing up in the photos. They're not the sharpest or greatest {technically speaking}, but I think they're pretty rad. I know, I know, I'm a bit biased.

I cannot even tell you how long it's been since my sister and I had a photo taken with just my mom and dad. Maybe our weddings?

AAAAAND, I flipped when I saw how tall I was in that bottom picture. GIANT! A six footer to be exact.

I was also struck with how freaking cute my Mom and Dad are. They're still in their 30s, right? Because that's how I see them. Probably always will.

So, that's it. With a tripod...even an endeavor this lofty IS possible. Who'da thunk?

Hump Day Ear Candy.

2011-10-26T17:27:00.001-05:00

Just because this song always reminds me of chilly, fall days {I have no idea why} spent warm and cozy inside while reading a book with some candles burning {for ambience} under a suggly blanket...

Okay, I'll stop.

Just listen.

Adult Party?

2011-10-25T15:24:00.003-05:00

So, we are having our second 'Grebe Fall Ball' coming up here, shortly.

Basically, it's an event we have with no kids allowed, so that our friends {most of whom are paretns}, can relax, socialize, enjoy some good food {without worrying about sharing with little hands}, and the company of friends {many of which we don't get to see all the time}.

To say I look forward to this night is an understatement. It is such a fun time.

We have even had guests come in formal wear, which may or may not have included a tuxedo shirt and old bridesmaids' dresses. I mean, we do call it a ball, right?

Funny enough, the first year we had this soiree, I was telling some folks that they should come, and I was giving them the deets. All I said was, "You know, it's an adult party.". I was met with some quizzical looks.

Apparently, an adult party to some means something totally different than what it means to me. Ha! I was told I didn't seem like the adult party type. At that point, I picked up what the were puttin' down, so to speak. I assured them there was nothing 'questionable' involved. No strange 'toy' demonstrations, or unrated movies, or bowl of keys, if you know what I'm sayin'.

Needless to say, I have since referreed to the party as the 'no kids allowed party', or the 'find your babysitter party', or 'mom & dad's night out party'. But, every once in awhile I catch myself saying things, like, "Hey, Big Daddy...did you invite Bob and Suzie to the adult party?".

I must admit, it does sound a bit sketchy.

So, the moral of the story is this, if you ever receive an invite to an adult party from me...you can rest easy. It's not what you think.

Hump day ear candy.

2011-10-12T21:37:00.002-05:00

So, it's been awhile.

And, today, I thought I'd do a little something different.

Instead of sharing some of my favorite music with you {even though I have tons of stuff to share: Local Natives, Jonsi (Sigur Ros), Miike Snow, Imagine Dragons, Wye Oak, new Mumford & Sons, etc} I was going to share with you my all time favorite lyrics.

I think lyrics are a pretty powerful thing. Sometimes they can change the entire way I feel about a song.

Say the melody isn't a favorite, but the lyrics are magic...

Or the tune is catchy, but the lyrics are all wrong, and just don't speak to you...

See what I mean?

I think they are so important. It's poetry. A lot is left to interpretation. Subjectivity.

So, without further ado...
my favorite lyrics come from Mr.Jeff Buckley, may he rest in peace.

This is our last goodbye
I hate to feel the love between us die.
But it's over
Just hear this and then I'll go:
You gave me more to live for,
More than you'll ever know.

Well, this is our last embrace,
Must I dream and always see your face?
Why can't we overcome this wall?
Baby, maybe it's just because I didn't know you at all.

Kiss me, please kiss me,
But kiss me out of desire, babe, and not consolation.
Oh, you know it makes me so angry 'cause I know that in time
I'll only make you cry, this is our last goodbye...

~Excerpt from "Last Goodbye" written by Jeff Buckley

Sigh.

I know, right?

Those words get me every time.

The thing is, they really aren't relevant to me in my life. Call me lucky in love, I suppose. But, the reason I think I adore these words so, is because they have the power to make me feel a deep sadness about something I don't know much about. Heartbreak.

They evoke so many emotions. I think that's what a good song {lyrically & otherwise} should do. I think these words above others always stick out to me because even though I haven't experienced severe heartache in the love department, it still stirs something inside me.

Sort of like 'Wuthering Heights'. Don't even get me started on that one!

That sounds totally cheesy. Kraft Macaroni and Cheese. But, geez, that is why I LOVE MUSIC!

There just isn't a good way to articulate it. At all.

So what does it for you? Lyrically speaking?

I'd LOVE to know.

Unless, of course, it's Lady Gaga, "Poker Face":

I won't tell you that I love you
Kiss or hug you
Cause I'm bluffin' with my muffin
I'm not lyin' I'm just stunnin' with my love-glue-gunning

Which, I'm sure every good crafter out there can appreciate, but c'mon...not a lot of substance, ya know?

The Lulu.

2011-10-05T20:35:00.002-05:00

When you blog, and your blog grows, you'll 'meet' people. This phenomenon has enriched and blessed my life. Maybe that sounds nerdy to you, but I don't really care. Maybe in reality it is. Then again, I never claimed to be cool. The bottom line is this...{nerdy or not} these new people you'll find will be good.

Trish from 'DAiSYS & dots' is one of these people. Not only is she wonderfully nice and just plain lovely, she's crafty. Much more than I. She makes cool stuff. Some of it, you can find HERE. She also takes pictures. Pretty, pretty pictures...you can see those HERE. Sadly, she lives far away in a land called Michigan. These days, Michigan might as well be China. BUM-mer!

One of the great things she's been making lately is the 'Lulu Headband'. I'm sporting one in the photo above. I'm a huge fan of headwraps, even with short hair. I have quite a few. More than I probably should. The 'Lulu' is my new favorite. I get compliments whenever I wear it. Even from strangers. {Which kind of creeps me out, but my irrational fears are a post for another day.}

My only problem with this amazingly cute headband is that Rosie has quite a fondness for it, too.

Aside from the fact that she looks absolutely edible in it, it bugs the tar out of me. So, if you have little girlies, these headbands fit them great, too. Just be prepared to fight with them over it.

Trish has kindly offered 'Odd Girl Out' readers a 10% discount on any 'Lulu headbands' purchased in her Etsy shop for the next 48 hours only! All you need to do is use the code 'ODDGIRLOUT10' when checking out to redeem your discount! How cool is that? I would hurry though. She sells quite a few of them.

If you don't get one...well, you'll just wish you had. So, do yourself a favor, and just order one already...or two, or three.

dumb.

2011-09-30T13:27:00.000-05:00

I'm a big dummy! I have run out of days this week to accomplish all I've wanted to, and to top it off, I've forgotton that my kids were off of school today.

That being sad, I'm tired. I am also having a birthday party here tomorrow night that is top billing which makes me even more tired just thinking about it.

But, I do love a good party once it is in full swing.

Makes me happy.

And, I will have a pitcher of beergaritas for the adults.

That makes me happy, too.

THAT being said...my spectcular show and tell post will be postponed until Monday.

You won't want to miss it.

If you have hair, anyways.

Although, if you don't have hair, but like to dress up your head, you'll still want to tune in. I'm serious.

{Sorry for the big, fat, dumb, delay, Trish!}

Happenings...

2011-09-28T12:12:00.000-05:00

Some of the treats for the Harry Potter bash...I actually folded those bad boys ;)

Chocolate Frog and Bertie Bott's printables from Britta Blvd. by brittadotcom

Pete will be having a Harry Potter party on Saturday night to celebrate turning 9. I can't believe he's 9. I also can't believe some of the awesome, CHEAP printables I've found on Etsy for the celebration. Not that those 2 unbelievable things are quite equal, but Etsy still has a spell on me.

We are approaching a crazy busy month in the House of Grebe. I am booked solid with photo sessions, the boys are in heavy football mode, Rosie has started the fall session of dancing class, and Miss Bets is almost potty trained! I hope we survive it all!

I'm thinking about boring all of you with some photos of our Labor Day Weekend Chicago trip. We shall see, but for now, look for a fun 'share' post coming tomorrow.

FYI...

2011-09-26T16:42:00.001-05:00

This parenting gig is hard. Really hard. That is all.

To bunk or not to bunk?

2011-09-22T16:57:00.000-05:00

image via Dmagazine, photo by Stephen Karlisch

So, we've only been here for about a year, but I'm thinking about {per Rosie's urging} putting bunk beds in the girls' room. They can use the ones the boys used to sleep in.

It really would give them a lot more room since they have a shared space. I could even give them a little art table, ballet barre and mirror, and a dress-up center. Sounds like a long list of pros.

The big con...talking Big Daddy into moving things around and putting the bunks back together. Yikes! That is a BIG CON! I think he is done with house projects for awhile. {Little does he know the master bathroom reno looms in his future.}

IF I can work my magic on the old man, I have another big idea to try a simple mural the girls' bedroom. I'm loving the pagoda in the image above. One of those in glossy red would fit perfectly on the wall space next to their closet.

What to do, what to do?

getting by with a little help from friends...

2011-09-20T09:04:00.001-05:00

I've blogged several times about friends I've made from blogging. It's crazy to think I have friends scattered across the country that I've never even met in person. With miles separating us, we still try to lend a hand to each other when we can.

Case in point...Crystal. {I've mentioned Crystal and her amazing blog and etsy shop before. Both aptly named, 'Little Bit Funky'.}

To make what could be a long story short...Pete's 9th birthday is coming up. To say he is Harry Potter obsessed is an understatement, specifically all things quidditch. If you follow me on 'Instagram', you may have seen a snapshot of him making his terrifically unique handcrafted quidditch brooms. We now have about 12. OBSESSED!

Anywho, all he's been asking for is a 'Chudley Canons' team quidditch robe. Oi-vey! I can sew a straight line. I've read & followed a pattern one time. Years ago. This robe thing wasn't going to happen in my lifetime with my sewing skills.

I sounded a cry a for help, and Crystal answered. It's fair to say she probably wasn't thrilled, as a quidditch robe is made of satin, and I'm told {by several sources} that it SUCKS to work with satin. She had to deal with 8 yards. WOW!

The end result is nothing short of amazing. A dead ringer for a 'Chudley Cannons' robe. It is even complete with the number Pete envisioned on his dream birthday present.

I love, love, love giving gifts, but I'll have to say...I'm going to adore giving this to Pete. He thinks it is impossible. He's said so just about everyday. He mentioned it at the bus stop this morning, in fact.

To say he is going to go ape is an understatement. If I remember to, I'll have to take a little video of him opening this, and share it with all of you.

So, yet another reason I think blogging and the interweb can be used in a positive way.

Wouldn't you agree?

P.S. A thousand times...THANK YOU, Crystal! You are the BEST!

Yum!

2011-09-10T22:03:00.000-05:00

You have to try this...

-whole wheat bread
-nutella
-peanut butter
-toasted marshmallow cream {yes, there IS such a thing}

I wanted to add some sliced banana, but, alas, we were plum out.

It is soooooo good. Guaranteed to turn a frown upside down.

One more thing...

if you have a spare moment go HERE.

My newest adventure is about to begin. :)

Pardon my absence...

2011-08-28T22:30:00.000-05:00

We've been busy little bees around here...

doing this:

I have lots of other stuff to share non-house related...stay tuned!

Take a peek...if you like.

2011-08-10T13:55:00.000-05:00

Just a quick announcement.

I updated the 'House of Grebe' tab under the header. If you want to take a gander at our past and present home {in it's current state} everything has been updated. While I was updating...it really made me miss our old house. As much as I love this house, the old place was so great, and so ours. This house will get there, I'm sure, but it sure is a process.

Hope you enjoy!

Click HERE to view!

Tuesday thoughts...

2011-08-09T19:43:00.002-05:00

first day of school, 2010

As the summer comes to an end...I am struck with a feeling of being blessed.

Blessed without measure. 4 healthy, amazing kids who are actually absorbing the values that we are trying so very hard to instill in them day by day.

Coaches, teachers, grandparents, friends, their friends' parents...all tell us what a good job we are doing. This makes me happy. Compliments coming from people that interact with them when we aren't around. It's a tough job, and it certainly isn't ever over no matter how many kudos we get. It's made even harder when your time is divided by 4. Tougher still when you are submerged in a world where it seems most people are raising their children to be entitled.

We aren't perfect parents by any stretch of the imagination. We fail probably as much as we succeed. I'm learning it is very much a 1 step forward, 2 steps backwards process. And that, my friends, makes it very difficult getting up that 'raising your kids' hill. It's more of a mountain, really. A sheer cliff.

As I still struggle to find balance in building a new hobby/business, running a household, focusing on my kids, blogging, finishing the new abode...I have to remember what is most important. THEY ARE THE MOST IMPORTANT THING. No matter how much I try not to lose myself in this parenting journey, 4 other little souls are more important than my own.

It's hard not to think of Jake, too. Without him by my side I couldn't be half of the mom that I am. {Okay, three quarters of the mom that I am.}

Who was it that said if it's a job worth doing, it's worth doing right? I think it is really a proverb, but that is a debate for another day.

Blessings to you.

Unfathomable.

2011-08-01T11:28:00.002-05:00

image via D. Bush: http://www.missouriskies.org/rainbow/february_rainbow_2006.html

Hello. No I have not skipped town. No I have not headed for the border. No I have not been laying on a beach somewhere {I wish}. I've just been getting these kids ready for school, and have been busy with photos. Hopefully, when they return to school I will achieve some sort of balance. I know that sounds sad, but school equals a calm normalcy around here. Then, come Christmastime, I will be whining that I feel like I never get good moments with the littles between school hours, sports, and social calendars.

But, enough about my silly life.

Recently, I was contacted by my bloggy friend Katie from 'Where is Thumbkin Pottery'. She is on quite a mission. She wants to raise money to fund adoptions of children with mental and physical disabilities from countries that treat these children much differently than we do in this part of the world. It is shocking, and sad, and really hurts my heart to imagine. I thought the best way to share with you Katie's passion is to share a bit of one of her emails to me...

This subject is such a killer for me -- all of those children in such terrible situations. I think about it every single day, and wish there was a way we could adopt now. I am hoping that in a year or two, those doors will be open for us, but for right now, all I can do is pour out my guts to people and advocate for them. Nicholas {a child currently in an orphanage with downs syndrome} will be having a birthday next month, and while I don't know his exact status, it could definitely mean a transfer to a mental institution. Children disappear from Reece's Rainbow all the time, and I fear that he will be the next one to become "unadoptable." There are children in certain regions who are still available after a transfer, but they tend to decline quickly. The difference between baby houses and institutions are pretty clear. Conditions are bad at the baby houses in many areas, but the institutions are far worse in general. Sure, there are some places that are better than others, but for the most part, being an orphan with special needs in Eastern Europe is pretty much hell. The last few posts in my blog talk about it in more detail. It is just so SAD.

So for some reason, I feel compelled (in a OCD sort of way, almost...lol) to advocate for one special little boy, Nicholas. Maybe because he reminds me of Ben, or maybe it's the cut on his lip, or 70's style collar. Most of all it's his expression. It might look blank to some at first glance, but there is so much more there. Tears my heart out. So I have been his "5/5/5 Warrior" this summer, and my goal was to raise $5000 for his adoption grant through Reece's Rainbow. Man, it's not easy! Right now I have raised I asked for donations through FB, twitter, homeschooling groups, had a huge yard sale, and another one coming up, promoted my Kindle giveaway, my etsy shop (100% go to him right now), and just created a new one just for him called Saving Nicholas. I just set it up last night, so there is hardly anything in there yet. I wish I could have set up more local fundraisers that would have brought in more, like a spaghetti dinner or auction, etc, but I was not organized enough and time ran out.

I have only a few days left until the 5/5/5 Warrior event ends (7/31), and I would love for it to go out with, if not a bang, then maybe a little pop. I will still be raising money for Nicholas past the end of the program, and probably will be until he either disappears (the money would then go to another child's grant) or until he is safely adopted. But raising as much as I can for the 5/5/5 goal before it is over would be a great thing. But #1 for me is getting his face out there. It is so important that as many people as possible see him, especially prospective adoptive families. You can use any of my posts, there is a video there that you can use...If people would like to donate directly to him instead of to the link on my sidebar, they can go to his page here and click on the donate button: http://reecesrainbow.org/nicholas-25ha

I tend to be long-winded -- sorry about that! Please let me know if you have any questions, suggestions, anything. Oh, and if you know of anyone thinking about adoption, direct them to Reece's Rainbow and perhaps Nicholas will be found. :)
Thanks so much, Beth!
-Katie
www.whereisthumbkin.blogspot.com

I know that time is up for Katie's 5/5/5 goal, but you can still help! This is a seemingly never ending crusade. I will leave you with a video from the Today show. It is difficult to watch.

Will you help?

Where we live.

2011-07-22T15:02:00.001-05:00

These are the rooms we LIVE in. Really live in. The kitchen and family room. The hub of the home.

I know I've shared a bit of each, but now, they are just about complete save some baseboards and trim pieces in the kitchen.

These rooms make me happy every morning when I go in to make my first cup of coffee {of many}.

I hope you enjoy them, too. As we all now, I love a good peek inside someone's home. ;)

Let us not forget {EVER forget} what it started as...

Have a super {if not hot} weekend!

Blog-worthy...

2011-07-21T13:39:00.001-05:00

If I was blogging only for my close friends and family, I'd have a million stupid, what-can-seem-mundane stories to tell and photos to show. I choose not to bore too many of you, and for that, I haven't posted any good meat, lately. I apologize.

I've been too busy with it being summer to even think of note worthy things to write about. Sometimes, I like being too busy doing nothing. You know what I mean?

I am happy to report some good things have been happening in Betsy's life, and we will be getting her a 'big kid' stroller very soon. This is something we've wanted for ages, but they are VERY pricey.

I am over-the-moon excited. We are going on a trip to Chi-town over Labor Day Weekend, and I think it will be invaluable to everyone's experience. She gets tired fast.

So, in a nutshell...we've been sick-busy doing nothing, but the pool, golf, baseball, summer school for Bets, and being hot. Oh, and eating a ton of sno-cones {thank goodness they finally got some more pomegranate flavor...I was almost ready to go postal}.

I do have a post coming up about a touchy subject for myself...the current state in some countries of how they manage/deal/view children with special needs, and the difficulty associated in adopting them. Sad stuff. Get your tissues ready...

I {heart} faces - props

2011-07-19T18:05:00.000-05:00

I decided to try my hand at the 'I Heart Faces' photo challenge this week. The theme is props, and for this particular theme you do not need a visible face in the photo, just a body. This is probably my favorite photo I've taken to date, and I thought the wagon made it very 'proppy'.

Insta-mania.

2011-07-06T15:06:00.001-05:00

I don't have a whole lot of time today, so, I though I'd share a few from my Instagram arsenal with you.

On Sunday, we got kicked out of the pool due to thunder. The skies got craaaaaazy shortly after. I took this in our driveway, and then took shelter. It was spooky.

Rosie lost the ribbon to her tap shoes. I, of course, wasn't told until 2 minutes before she walked into the studio. This is called mom improvisation. I found a party favor bag in my purse and made it work. It's not the prettiest thing, but it got the job done.

Pete got this amazing hat from my pal, Tara of My Crochet Obsession. He pretends he's in The Avett Brothers when he wears it. Is it sick to be proud of that? Because...well, I am.

This photo sums up my two boys' dispositions beautifully. My oldest, Jake, is sitting patiently waiting for his slushie and burger at Bob's Drive-In. Pete, on the other hand, is laying on the patio in the background writhing around. Good gravy!

Our little Willie. She likes me. A lot. Too much. Rosie likes her. A lot. Too much. Because as Rosie carries her around everywhere, pushes her in a stroller, and is so close to putting doll clothes on her, Willow seems to grow more attached to me. Funny how that works. Rosie traumatizes the puppy, the puppy falls more in love with her 'momma'. Again, good gravy!

Have you heard of these? Apparently, I'm behind the times. They. Are. Amazing. Go get yourself some. Now. Here.

Betsy came upstairs yesterday in this. She put it on all by herself. It's my shirt, but on her it looked like a muumuu/caftan thing. Instantly, I thought of Mrs.Roper from Three's Company. If only her crazy hair was red, and she had some plastic jewelry on...she'd be a dead ringer. I'm smelling an epic Halloween costume. What are the chances of finding Pete a leisure suit? Can you say, Stanley?

If you're on Instagram, I'd love to have some new followers {oddgirloutblog}. If you're not on Instagram, what are you waiting for? You need another time suck, right?

Exciting stuff...

2011-06-30T15:00:00.002-05:00

I try not to pimp my LITTLE photog business too much on the blog. Word of mouth is a place I like to be. But, I had to share something pretty great with all of you. I'm doing a couple of blocks of mini-sessions at a secret {super amazing, incredibly beautiful}location in South County on July 24th and July 31st. The minis will begin at 4pm and the last session will be at 7:30pm. I already have several slots booked, so if you want pricing info or you want to book a session, email me! This is a great way to get fabulous, natural light photos at an affordable price.

Also, if you or someone you know is having a newbie...I just got my hands on some great new props in my newborn/infant arsenal. Take a look at a few {and that pram is the REAL deal}:

The owl hat {pictured with the 'baby' nest}, the elf hat, and the strawberry hat are all made by Tara at My Crochet Obsession {and on Facebook}.

Party in the works.

2011-06-29T12:25:00.002-05:00

Betsy's favorite thing to eat is probably cereal. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner. No matter. I saw this amazing cereal buffet birthday party on the internets, and I stupidly didn't bookmark it. I can't find it for the life of me, now. BUT, it gave me the spark I needed to throw a little something together for Betsy's 7th birthday.

Just her cousins, cereal galore, and Saturday morning cartoons! No cake to bake, no craft to come up with, no stress to kill my party buzz!

Here's what I've come up with so far...
Simple and quick invite I made in Photoshop.

I've hooked up with a few great Etsy vendors to lend their artistic hand. I found this great shop that makes custom pinatas. If there is one thing Betsy loves more than cereal, it's a pinata. Even if she never cracks it open. She could whack it forever! Enter the amazing 'Whack'. Below is just a sampling of 'Whack's' amazing work. They are replicating the cereal bowl and big spoon from the invite for the festivities.

Yipee!

I've heard great things about Makmaydesigns from friends. She was running a great deal on preorders, so I ordered Betsy a t-shirt and ruffle pajama pant set. She's using the invite as inspiration, and I can't wait to see the finished product! Sadly, she is closed for the next couple of weeks because she is THAT busy with custom orders. I'd say that is a good sign!

Here's a sampling of some of the goods...

Then, I found ApropoRoasters. They're whipping up personalized spoons for each of Betsy's guests. They are too cute, and something that will actually be used post party. Aren't they cute?

I'm planning on tying them up with some of those individual servings of cereal you can buy for take home favors. Like these...

In my searching for the original cereal party, I did find this one from The Purple Pug.

Pretty amazing, right? I love the oranges with the juicer straws stuck right in. Fabulous.

I'm really excited about this party. I think Betsy will LOVE it!

You can find all 3 mentioned Etsy shops on Facebook, too:
AproposRoasters Makmaydesigns Whack!

What cereals should I include on the buffet bar? Any favorties? We are big Fruity Pebbles and Cinnamon Toast Crunch fans! You know, the healthy ones.

Backyard bounty.

2011-06-27T14:10:00.001-05:00

We have amazing hydrangeas in our back-yard. At first, I thought they were old lady colors, but I have completely admitted being in the wrong. Normally, I am an all greenery, foliage, and white flowers landscape kind of girl, but I have been rethinking that. Needless to say, I am glad I haven't 'fully' landscaped the front because, much like the interior, I want color! I don't have high blood pressure, but if I did, all that amazing color would lower it, I'm sure. It makes me that happy!

Our front yard has gone under a complete overhaul, and would like to know what is your landscape like? Wild and crazy with color or monochromatic? I would love to see and share photos.

The new abode: living space.

2011-06-23T15:25:00.002-05:00

It's been awhile since I've updated you all on the house. I've had a couple of inquiries. The photos are a bit grainy as the light was fading away. Hence, there aren't any good ones of the kitchen family room because the light was really undesireable back there. I was going to work on finishing up some things in the boys' rooms and snap some photos in there in the upcoming weeks. If only I could find my mojo.

This is pretty much the view to the left when you step in the front doors. You can see part of the kitchen and family room in the rear past the dining room. If you remember, we took a wall out between the kitchen and dining room. We love the openness. It is great for when we have parties, which is pretty often. It's also thrilling to me that we can fit 8 chairs around the table, now. It's the small things.

That family photo of us on the upper left of the shelves was the inspiration for the colors, etc. in the new house. I think it's getting there. I always thinks it takes a good couple of years for a house to be 'done'. Decorating takes layers, layers take time. One of my favorite layers is Chopper. Ha!

This is the view into the living room when you're standing in the entryway near the master bedroom doorway. Not that exciting, but a different perspective.

Basically, the full-on, opposite direction. You can see into our bedroom if you look close.

This was taken standing near the yellow chair on the side of the fireplace. The buffet in the dining room is one of the few things I bought new when we bought this house. I lurv it! I got it at TJ Maxx of all places. It reminds me of something from Anthropologie. It was waaaaaaaaay cheaper than anything you could pick up there. I think it was $199. I debated for at least an hour over it. When I finally decided to buy it, it didn't fit in the back of my mom's CRV. You should have seen us in the parking lot. It was a circus, for sure. Jake had to come and pick it up with the truck. Pi$$ poor planning, pi$$ poor performance, as my dad would say.

I was standing in the kitchen with this one. Again, not too riveting, just a different view.

Like I said, I will add more. I like to satisfy all of the noisy people. Only because I am one of them, and I always appreciate a good house tour! So, enjoy...

Yes, I'm a cheeseball.

2011-06-22T13:45:00.000-05:00

We love her!

So does Chopper!

Strength in Pain.

2011-06-21T11:45:00.004-05:00

taken on my iPhone

Recently, I've been 'chatting' with a reader. She is a breast cancer survivor. She told me I'm a wonderful mom. I suppose I try my best. I think dealing with a serious illness, and raising a family makes her a far better mother than I. Funny how that all works!

So, I've been thinking a lot about this idea of drawing strength from pain. Not only pain in our own lives, but the pain that others are going through. At first, the idea seems a bit wrong. To find encouragement in the crap that someone else is enduring. Talk about guilt. Of which, I think is such a wasted emotion. But, isn't this idea sort of human nature?

Let me give you an example. When Betsy was in the process of trying to be diagnosed, she underwent numerous tests and procedures at St.Louis Children's Hospital. When you sit for hours in the lobby and waiting rooms of such a place, you see things. Things that rock you to your core. Sick children. Parents of sick children. Children with multiple & severe physical and mental handicaps. Much worse than Betsy. Blind and deaf children. Children with no hair, amputated limbs, burn scars. Your heart aches for them and their families. Then, you feel foolish. Almost all of them are smiling or laughing. Hugging and kissing.

No matter how happy they seem, you can't help but draw strength from the hell that is their inner pain. You can't help but count your own blessings. While in the hospital, I found myself saying silent prayers of thanksgiving that Betsy was healthy. The worst of the possible diagnosis behind us, she would have a long life ahead of her. Sure it would be fraught with challenges because of her physical and mental disabilities, but she was happy, healthy, and strong.

Likewise, I've been told that people draw strength from our own story. I have to giggle at that thought. For us, it's not a big deal anymore. At least, not like it used to be. When you're knee deep in it, it consumes you. Then, as the days goes by, it becomes normal. Or, at least, a new normal. I don't think I'm a hero. I don't think what we do makes us special. If changing my almost-7-year-old's poo diaper makes me awesome, well, then, maybe I am. But, I think it just makes me a mom. Any of you would do it, too.

I wonder if parents of terminally ill children feel this way, too? If they get to a point where all of the turmoil becomes normal? Expected? I pray I never, ever find out.

I do know this...the answer to the question, "How do you do it?". You just do. Just like I imagine parents of sick children do it. Or kids with parents that are sick. Or families that lost everything in the Joplin tornado. You just do. I can't speak for them, but I know we aren't extraordinary. We don't deserve a medal or trophy. Sure, I still fall apart every now and then. Doesn't everyone over something at some point?

The human condition is a funny thing. I suspect we will never understand it. But, I think we all sell ourselves short. I think we all have the possibility to amaze ourselves when faced with challenges. To rise to the occasion.

Perspective is essential. Sometimes I wake up and think meeting the basic needs of my brood is a challenge because all I want to do is get back in bed, or go shopping, or veg out and watch movies and eat junk, or read a book ALL day. But, I can't. So, you just do it. The best you can. That's all any of us can do.

And, now, I will try my best to clean under the couches and beds. It's been weeks. Ewwww!

Drum roll, please...

2011-06-18T10:32:00.001-05:00

I am having trouble pasting the random number generator on here, so you will just have to trust me on this.

The winner is...Nicki!

Congrats, Nicki! Just send me an email, and I'll get you all set up!

Thank everyone who participated, and a BIG thank you to Methane Studios and Carolyn!

The delay...

2011-06-17T16:39:00.000-05:00

I have had a most hectic day, and am writing this post from my iPhone as I am not at home. I am at Rosie's dance class, in fact. Next, it's off to the boys' end of camp celebration. All I know is that there will be Chik-fil-a there. The point of this very boring story is you still have a few more hours (until midnight) to enter the fab Methane Studios giveaway! Winner will be posted either LATE tonight or early morning tomorrow.

Hump Day Ear Candy.

2011-06-15T10:47:00.001-05:00

Ghostland Observatory. They are rad. This is one of my several Wakarusa discoveries.

My favorite...

They tour pretty frequently, too, which is grrrrrrreat. Nothing beats live music. NOTHING!

They will get you dancing for sure. Personally, this is house cleaning music if I've ever heard any. Funky.

I've been writing a deep post that I think I'm finally ready to share this week, so stay tuned. Don't we all love my deep thoughts?

Also, don't forget to enter the Methane Studios giveaway, HERE. Good Luck!

Giveaway: Methane Studios

2011-06-13T10:43:00.001-05:00

The day is here! One lucky reader will get to choose the letter poster of their choice from Methane Studio's Ransom Letter series. Feast your eyes...

They are all pretty fantastic, eh? Honestly, I like a lot of them that aren't even letters significant to my fam. It would be also pretty great to get one representing each person in your brood, and displaying them in a wall collage. That would make an incredible statement.

Don't forget to check out their amazing gig poster line-up. They do lots of Dave Matthew's stuff that would tickle any avid DMB fan's fancy. My favorite of their DMB arsenal...mostly because it reminds me of when Pee Wee Herman chains up his bike to that psycho looking clown in Pee Wee's Big Adventure.

A couple of my other favorites include, but are certainly not limited to...

They also sell custom designed Keds on Zazzle. They are awesome! Check them out here.

Methane's booth at Bonnaroo

As you can probably tell, I think they are pretty great. I hope you do, too.

Here's what you need to do...show them some love on Facebook or Twitter. Let them know it 'twas I that sent you. {If you really want to make us both swoon, buy something. You won't regret it.} Also, visit their online shop HERE. You know the drill after that...come back here and tell me you like them on Facebook or follow them on Twitter, and what you would buy or better yet, what you bought! I will choose a winner on Thursday!

Good Luck!

A return & stuff on the horizon...

2011-06-09T12:38:00.000-05:00

Well, we made it home in one piece! It was the most fun anyone could ever have in the Arkansas death heat. Which really was a lot of fun. I have some crappy photos to share taken with my craptastic point and shoot from 2006. You will have to deal.

If you have never been to a major music festival and you're old {like we are}, you may have a bit of culture shock as you pull up. Luckily, I've had some previous exposure. The photo above is the main stage camping area. This is NOT where we camped. We camped across the road in a lovely, shaded spot called West Woods. This festival was 25,000 strong {maybe more}, so you can imagine some of the conditions. It is not for the faint of heart. I will say that I think the staff did a great job keeping everyone as happy, as comfortable, and as safe as possible!

The main stage grounds were full of fun stuff and dust and sun and sweat. But also, art, food, smoothies, beer, and, of course, music. Again, if you are new to this sort of thing...there is music nearly 24 hours a day. Some of the food vendors serve 24 hours a day, too. Which is good for fatties like me.

The photo above is of Big Daddy and my super cousin and musical-soul-mate-at-arms, Michelle. They are walking off into the Mulberry Mountain sunset. Yes, there is some sun haze/flare, BUT it is also an enormous dust cloud settling over the grounds after Mumford & Sons amazing, foot stomping set.

I'm not sure how anyone in their right mind could perform quite the set they did in long sleeves and jeans. But they did. No one passed out, no one gave up, no one disappointed. It was hot folks. Hotter than I can put into words.

So hot in fact, that about 98% of that wetness is sweat, and the other 2% is water from a very welcomed water balloon attack. Michelle even has broken balloon remnants still stuck to her sweatyness. We may have sweat a bit excessively because we were dancing up a dust cloud.

This is my favorite photo of the weekend. The ferris wheel and the blue Ozark sky. Do I need to say anymore? When I took this, we were headed back to our camp for the night. On the way we bought some fresh ice for our cooler. Carrying it back was welcome relief from the heat.

The whole gang {my sis, brother-in-law, hubby, cousin, and me} was getting tired. We had been on the road since 5:30 am, and couldn't hang any longer. I wish we would have had some 20-something youth on our side to head back over the main stage area at about 2 in the morning. It sounded bumpin' over there. Alas, I couldn't drag my old ass out of the tent. Nor could anyone else. I will say that the temps dropped to a very comfortable 70ish that night. It was amazing.

It really is a beautiful part of the country. The views are amazing. The people were friendly. The music was fantastic. I'm glad we did it.

In other news...I'm hosting an incredible giveaway early next week. My friends over at Methane Studios are going to be giving one lucky reader their choice of a letter from their 'Ransom Lettters Series'. Thanks, Carolyn!

I will post the deets on Monday or Tuesday, and choose a winner on Friday.

Cool, huh?

Hump day ear candy.

2011-06-01T08:52:00.000-05:00

Since I'm off to Wakarusa Music Festival early Saturday morning, I thought I'd share with you one of the Saturday performers. Taking the stage after Mumford & Sons is Ben Harper. He's pretty much amazing. I read somewhere once that if you're a guy, and you're choosing between two girls to date, you should pick the one that prefers Ben over Lady Gaga because chances are she's quality. I think that sums up is musical ability.

First, I'll give you one of my favorite songs of his, 'Skin Thin'. Plus, the video is so great! My sister says I always like depressing music. I guess she's 1/3 right because I also love show tunes and anything that gets my toe tappin' or foot stompin'.

Second, I'll share with you a great cover he does of the INXS tune 'Never Tear Us Apart'. Check out how he tears up his weissenborn. Wow!

Another fav of mine...

I'll leave you with one of his vids with Jack Johnson. They've done lots of stuff together.

Enjoy, my friends!

Summer, summer, summer time...

2011-05-31T16:50:00.001-05:00

summer sunset ]via my iPhone while on a run the other night

It's been like a whole week since I've blogged. I'm not sure it will get any better now that summer is in full swing around here. We are going to remain active and outdoors as much as possible. With Six Flags passes and pool passes in our pockets, we may actually achieve our goal.

The gang on Betsy's kindergarten graduation day

This last week has been an exhausting one for sure. We had to be on lock down at school pick up under threat of tornadoes, Jake turned 10 {don't even get me started on that one}, Betsy had her last field trip as a kindergartener, Rosie slept over at my sister's house {twice}, Pete was...well, Pete, the cicadas are dive bombing us and piercing our ears with their chirping or whatever it is they do, and we wrapped it all up with a family BBQ.

Jakey's cake from his 'around-the-world' party made by my friend, Amy.

Thanks, Amy!

While I can make no promises in the blogging department during the summer months, I can promise you great stories/ideas/adventures here and there. And in the fall, well, you may just be sick of me by December. I'll be back tomorrow with some new music, and Thursday with some of our recent party details.

Happy Summer!

Random randomness in bullets.

2011-05-23T16:17:00.000-05:00

image via Gimme Me Some Oven

Thank you, Crystal for showing me the light, and by that, I mean 'cake batter rice krispie treats'.
Thank you, Trish for being concerned about us in Missouri. Fortunately, we are hours away from the devastation. What a heartbreaking tragedy. Mother Nature knows no bounds.

image via MSNBC

I like engagement sessions. Super fun!

I like to laugh. Especially at Facebook. I am its biggest fan and strongest opponent all at the same time. Certain types of status updates are a favorite topic of conversation around here.

I cannot and will not stop listening to this song. I love Johnny. Love, love, love.

Last week of school means craziness. Cuckoo, nuts, psycho.
That is all.

Hump day ear candy.

2011-05-18T16:18:00.000-05:00

Try "The Naked and Famous".

You will like them.

And you do not have to be naked or famous to enjoy.

By the way...Mum and his Sons have some new material floating around: HERE, HERE, and HERE. I thought you may like to give a listen as we all wait for that elusive second album. I will be giving a full report on their set list from Wakarusa, along with many, many photos...of us, not them. Unless of course our plan comes to fruition. That being becoming best friends with the band. Then, the photos will be of us WITH them. I would not hold my breath if I were you.

Every once in awhile...

2011-05-15T19:06:00.000-05:00

They all get along perfectly.

More details from Pete's big First Holy Communion celebration to follow!

A problem.

2011-05-10T10:54:00.000-05:00

I have a confession. I go to Hobby Lobby probably 3-4 times a week, average. The thing is, I don't have an Etsy shop, I don't supplement our income in any way by crafting, I'm not a fabric hoarder, I don't scrapbook, and I don't really like their home decor items. So, what gives? Why do I harbor such an obsession?

Sometimes, I find myself pulling in the lot, walking in the store, and realizing I don't have a purpose. Half the time I don't even buy anything. If I did, it may be grounds for Jake to divorce me. If only he had such an easy out. *wink, wink*

In my defense, it is right across the street from a plaza with Target, Wal-Mart {shudder}, TJ Maxx, Lowe's, and HomeGoods. And, one of Rosie's and my favorite lunch spots {'Chipolte'} is right smack dab at the front of the parking lot of Hobby Lobby. Sigh.

It's a constant internal struggle.

Am I the only one? I think I need to know I'm not alone. That someone out there has the same problem. That might help. If not, I may resign myself to sucking my thumb in the fetal position in the corner of our room.

Please, don't let that happen...

Here's to the littles {and not so little anymore} that make us moms.

2011-05-09T15:08:00.003-05:00

Without them our name wouldn't be 'Mom'. Hope every momma had a fantastic day yesterday!

**all photos by yours truly**

Pick up the pace.

2011-05-05T10:32:00.004-05:00

The other day, whilst in Hobby Lobby with all 4 of my brood, I noticed Betsy was purposely walking slow and scuffling along to get us all to laugh. Normally, this would have made us all laugh, but I was on a mission. To get in and get out. At the rate she was walking it could have taken the better part of the evening to get my 1/8 yard of fabric and 1 piece of 12x12 scrapbook paper. Hey, if it were 1972 and legal, I probably would have left them all in the car that's how fast this stop would've been. {And, no, I don't feel bad for saying that.}

I was trying to not let my frustration show. With Betsy, that only makes things worse. {Normally, she shuts down and lays on the ground wherever she may be. She weighs 75 lbs. and has low muscle tone, so you can imagine how difficult it can be.} The other 3 could feel me about to boil over, I suppose. Enter Pete.

He put his arm around her and turned it into a sort of game to get her to pick up the pace. It worked. Jake picked up on what he was trying to do, and helped in the 'game'. Rosie loved it, too. Not only did it work, it instantly broke the tension. We giggled and skipped through the store, and in 15 minutes {still longer than if I'd left them in the car}, we were on our way home with 1/8 yard of fabric, 1 12x12 piece of scrapbook paper, AND Skittles for all.

It is difficult to express how a situation like this one {which happens almost every day in some shape or form} makes me feel. My normal reaction is sadness. In many forms. Sad for her that she doesn't understand typical social cues or that she isn't a typical kid, sad for myself because, at times, I show that I'm only human and wonder why this happened to me, why God chose me to raise a girl like her, sad for my other kids that they will not have a childhood like most children. And then, after having a pity party, I get slapped in the face with guilt. Guilt for feeling so ridiculous on all accounts.

We are lucky. For many reasons, but concerning this situation, blessed beyond belief. Some of you may not see the blessings in this story. So, I will explain...

We are blessed, blessed, blessed to have Betsy. Just to have her is the biggest blessing of all. Sure my children may have more responsibility than the average bear. It's not intentional. We have all evolved because Betsy is in our lives. The boys have stepped in for her so many times, when I simply cannot {think she's having a meltdown, needs a glass of water, and I have raw chicken juice up to my elbows}. It's not like an older sibling helping a toddler: she's almost 7, she isn't potty trained {no, they have never changed her diaper or will ever be expected to}, she doesn't speak, she is extremely strong, she doesn't walk so great, she can reach things most 3-year-olds cannot, she develops much slower than a toddler, and the truth is, she may never be independent. The list goes on and on. And just like myself, they have learned how to 'handle' tough situations involving her by knowing what calms her down amongst other things. They have been scratched until bleeding, taken down to the floor, squeezed, pushed, BUT they have also been hugged, tickled, laughed until they've fallen on the floor, kissed so hard it hurts. All from that 75 lb. sister of theirs. Their sister has made them, in a sense, blind to differences. The notion that different IS normal. I couldn't think of a better way to teach that lesson than with those 75 lbs.

I anticipate a time where they will resent her and me. Possibly, go through what I hope will be a phase of rebellion when it comes to helping out with her. And, I know it will be okay. I wouldn't expect anything else from a hormonal, self-involved, teenager. {My mom has said that God plucks the souls of teenagers, and gives them back when we become adults. It's a joke, but with an ounce of truth, I think.} At the end of the day, they will come to understand what a true beacon of light their sister is in their lives. How just by her being there they have learned acceptance and empathy beyond what a typical kid or adult will ever know, and how they have the unique opportunity to share that lesson with others.

I will leave you with a final story...

Several weeks ago, we were all piled in our bed on a rainy Sunday afternoon. I asked Lil' Jake if Betsy could live with his wife and him when he gets older and is married. Very matter of factly, he told me that it would be okay with him, but he'd have to make sure it was okay with his future wife. I thought that was a very diplomatic answer. I know better than anyone what an undertaking it would be to take on full-time care of Miss Betsy Jane. I assured him that was a great answer. Pete had a different approach. Emphatically, he said yes. I asked him what he would do if his wife didn't want her to live with them full-time. He said, simply, "I would tell her that Betsy lives with us, or you're out!".

His sister aside, I think Pete has a few things to learn about the ladies.

**Let me add, I would NEVER leave my babies in a car. So, if you're new around here, and haven't gotten a handle on my sense of humor...know that.

The Wall.

2011-05-02T12:29:00.001-05:00

Sorry to disappoint, but I'm not referring to Pink Floyd.

I'm referring to a our off-the-cuff family gallery. It is actually two walls, each with two of THESE oh-so-easy-oh-so-cheap shelves. Jake made them in a matter of a couple of hours.

By the way, did you know you could add hyphens to any series of words and create your own legitimate 'word'. True story.

Silly me thought I would have too much space to fill. Too bad I still have a whole box FULL of photos and art. I have decided I will swap things out as I see fit. I have about 4 canvases I'm planning on ordering of photos I took of my littles. Those will have top shelving priority when I get around to it. Whenever that may be.

For now, the shelves are full of oldies, but goodies with a few posters and art that I love mixed in for good measure.

I love this idea that all of our photos are displayed in a large statement grouping. There aren't any other photos in the house except on these two walls. Okay, I lied...there is one other photo in the master bedroom. See? I can't be trusted.

I've read personal/family photos shouldn't be in 'formal' rooms or bedrooms. I say, "Dumb.". My house, my rules. These two walls are the first thing you see when you come in the front door. Bam! In yo face!

You can also see the right wall when you walk down the back hallway where the kids' rooms and the main bathroom are. Our floor plan is very open and the lines of formal and informal are blurred. Better yet, they're non-existent. Just the way we like it.

Now, my question for you, dear readers...should I paint all the frames white to make such a busy installation more cohesive, or do you like the mish-mash {there's that hyphen thing again}?

What is your take?

For alas, I can't make up my mind for chiz.

Yes...the Royal Wedding.

2011-04-29T13:24:00.004-05:00

that's me in Cambridge, 1999
my love runs deep, people

Go ahead and roll your eyes...and, then, let me say that I was not a fan of the months of harping on every last detail of the royal nuptials, BUT I knew I would watch with rapture on the big day. Being the anglophile that I am, it is quite a day for the English. I have a handful of friends from across the pond, and even though they seemed to be more excited that it's a bank holiday, it seems, in the end, their fondness for the royal family and their peaked curiosity followed suit with the rest of the world. In fact, on this day I considered myself honorary, proper English.

The other day, I saw these cute, FREE printables from The TomKat Studio, along with a great champagne cupcake recipe from With Style & Grace. I knew what had to be done. So, I hosted a little get together for my sister, my niece, Kate, little Ro, and myself. I would have pictures of us, but I never quite got around to it. Boo.

I am not ashamed to say I got a little teary. For me, the whole event was such a pleasant, and positive distraction from the current state of things. Harmless, good fun. And, oh my, that dress. Timeless, modest elegance.

But, now, life returns to normal. In fact, I'm most interested in closing my eyes for a bit on my favorite pillow du jour before folding some laundry. How's that for royal?

A girl and her dog.

2011-04-27T07:41:00.001-05:00

Betsy and Chopper have had it 'going on' since she was a baby. I can't pinpoint why they seem to be so connected. However, their bond is evidence of the power of canines in one's well being. I'm not suggesting our lil' schnauzer has healed her in any way, but his presence has always lifted her spirits.

Keeping the two of them apart is almost as hard as keeping clothes on Betsy Jane. Or keeping a ponytail in her crazy hair. I have admitted defeat on both accounts. Don't judge.

Do you have a special little woofer in your life? I would love to hear about him or her. Especially names...

HomeGoods is fun.

2011-04-25T09:15:00.001-05:00

HomeGoods...

I always find something fun there, like these chairs.

Then again, the trash is fun, too.

That table is from the trash.

See?

With an ounce of perspective...ANYTHING can be fun!

Hump day ear candy.

2011-04-20T09:08:00.000-05:00

Grace Potter & the Nocturnals.

If you haven't heard of them, now you have.

Grace has quite a voice.

They can rock it out.

I had the pleasure of seeing them live last year when they opened for The Avett Brothers.

Fan ever since.

This is GREAT cleaning house music.

Start with "Paris". It's been getting some radio time. It's fine rock-n-roll.

And, yes...she looks like Heidi Klum. And, yes....she is friends with Kenny Chesney.

And, yes...she did a song for Disney's 'Tangled'...

Here is one of my favorites...

Hope you like Grace and her Nocturnals. Try 'Sugar' and 'Falling or Flying'. Try it all.

Have a great Wednesday!

Too cool.

2011-04-19T10:14:00.002-05:00

It is pretty clear she is a rock star.

She is getting more and more independent every day.

Case in point, she put her own nightgown on in these photos.

Sure, it's inside out and backwards, but she did it herself.

She has quite a love affair with my shades as of late, too.

And, as every knows, it's a unique fashion sense and a great pair of sunglasses that makes one a rock star.

Now, if only she could work out a guitar...

Eh...?

2011-04-15T08:48:00.001-05:00

I'm not sure why, but this is what

Rosie is walking around the house

saying this morning...

"Let's hear it for Quebec!"

So, why not?

Let's hear it for Quebec!

Hip-hip-hooray!

Go Quebec!

Things I like...

2011-04-11T07:40:00.000-05:00

1. The American Flag

2. Getting the boys new tennis shoes, mostly because you would have thought I gave them a shoe box full of gold instead of sneakers.

3. The RESULTS of exercise and eating better.

4. 4-year-olds who endlessly talk into a staticy walkie-talkie of which there is no pair.

5. Little boys who pretend they don't like their mother's hugs.

6. Clean, tight sheets.

7. Fiber.

8. Lush.

The End.

Cooking! Food! Dancing!

2011-04-08T07:45:00.001-05:00

I love to eat.

But, I will eat anything. Junk, good stuff, meat, veggies, tofu.

In my quest to 'toiten' up, I am trying to eat better, and not snack.

Last night was pizza night.

I made my own concoction on a whole wheat tortilla.

A splash of good olive oil, a sprinkle of parmesan, and load of fresh stuff...onion, broccoli, spinach, shrooms, and tomatoes after it was baked at 350 for about 8-10 minutes. Did I mention the goat cheese?

Just a few dabs here and there.

It was delish.

My husband and boys would never eat it.

Ever.

Sigh.

In order to keep a good thing going,

I cut up a bunch of fruit and veggies and put them in the fridge ready to go.

That's part of the problem.

Convenience.

If it's all ready to go, I'm way more inclined to eat it.

Also, I like to dance around while I'm cooking or baking.

This is a good song for that...

It's Friday...so DANCE!

Deal.

2011-04-01T18:53:00.000-05:00

photo via Gap.com

Sometimes things just happen right. God is beaming down on you, the stars align, and Gap has 40% off the lowest marked price.

I have admired that dress above for some time. Alas, it was $89.50. My wedding dress was $225. I could not consciously buy a $90 dress just because. I tried to justify it. One of my favorite people in the whole world {my cousin, Tony} is getting married in October. There's a reason. A 6 months away reason. But the price tag still gnawed at my sale loving soul.

I would periodically check for a markdown on-line. It went down to the current on-line price of $79.99. Then, I got a hold of a 30% off promo code. Still couldn't do it.

Yesterday, my sister and I went to the mall. For me, that doesn't happen often. I wanted to show her the source of my anguish. Here's where the story gets good {if you aren't asleep already}.

The dress was marked down to $30.99. WITH AN ADDITIONAL 40% OFF THE LOWEST MARKED PRICE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

But, then the story gets sad again. They had big sizes and little sizes, but not MY size. Sigh! Plus, the on-line store does not honor in-store prices anymore. Sniff, sniff.

Here's where it gets better again...a quick phone call located my size at another mall right by my house.

Here's where it gets tragic...again. They did NOT have the 40% off the lowest marked price.

But, this tale takes another turn in my favor. The sales girl told me to buy one there and then, the other store would do an even exchange for the one in my size. Ca-ching!

I am now the proud owner of a 'Tiered tulle dress' from Gap for $20.16 with tax.

So, to recap...wanted a way too expensive dress for an occasion 6 months away. Practiced self-control, and decided it was out of my reach, and ended up getting it for a steal.

Patience is a virtue, my friend.

Some randoms.

2011-03-31T07:54:00.000-05:00

I've been taking a lot of photos, lately. That is a good thing.

Surprisingly, I get more done with gobs of photos to edit that someone paid me for.

It forces me to prioritize.

Time for laundry, cleaning, photo processing, laundry, cooking, laundry.

Laundry.

That last photo is of Jake.

I was not paid to take that one.

In money, anyway.

Maybe with hugs and smiles, but no dollars.

That photo is why I love taking pictures.

If you do it right...you capture the essence of the person.

Forever.

That photo is sooooo Jake.

Quiet, thoughtful, introspective, sensitive, empathetic.

All right there frozen in a moment.

I can't believe he's going to be 10 in May.

I'm not old enough to have a 10 year old.

Am I?

One a much different note...

my friend Jeanne {above} needs your help.

She is a wife, and mother to two littles.

This past July, Jeanne got diagnosed with breast cancer.

But, she attacked it!

After taking an aggressive approach to fight it, she is now a survivor!

She is a tough nut to crack!

Here's where you can help Jeanne.

Major League Baseball's 'Going to Bat Against Breast Cancer' campaign is having a bat girl contest.

She needs votes to become the honorary bat girl for the St.Louis Cardinals.

Her kids would love to see their momma help our home team!

She definitely deserves it!

Go HERE to vote for Jeanne.

You do not need to be local.

ANYONE can vote!

You don't have to register.

It takes 10 seconds.

For realz.

Incidentally, she is doing the Susan G. Komen 3-day Race for the Cure.

60 miles in 3 days!

Surviving breast cancer AND challenging your body to do 60 miles in 3 days!

See? Tough!

For more information click the photo below...

And, if you're interested in helping Jeanne's team reach their fundraising goal,

click HERE.

Hump day ear candy.

2011-03-30T18:46:00.000-05:00

I am terrible blogger.

I am comfortable in that knowledge.

Let's resurrect 'hump day ear candy' to take some of the pressure off.

Shall we?

Not that there is pressure on me to blog, but I do like doing it.

And, in keeping good with my readers, I will share with you a new-to-me musical discovery.

Ellie Goulding.

She is a young British tiger that has somewhat recently hit the scene.

She has style, moxie, and runs 6 miles almost every day.

She even invites fans to run with her in all the different cities on her tour.

And her voice is haunting.

She writes and performs her own music, and does amazing covers, too.

Here's my top Ellie picks:

This is a cover of Temper Trap's 'Sweet Dispostition'. Wowza, wowwy, wow!

'Wish I Stayed'.

A cover of one of my favorite Cold Play songs, 'Don't Panic'.

#4 HERE 'The Writer'

#5 HERE 'Starry Eyed' {acoustic}

Enjoy!

Snapshots of home.

2011-03-25T09:50:00.003-05:00

Things are coming along swimmingly.

I found some great fabrics locally, and have been sewing pillows galore.

Finally, we have a spot for our mid-century green chaise.

We've had it for almost 11 years.

Incidentally, it reclines and vibrates.

It's amazing.

I discovered this great bench at Home Goods.

The colors tie everything together.

It was a happy, happy find.

My momma passed down a chair in the perfect shade of yellow.

I'm collecting Gs for a wall vignette.

{If you have any good sources for old, nasty letters...do share.}

I painted our big clock in a chevron print with the help of my mathematical husband.

It really anchors the dining room.

Here is a good tutorial if you're interested in painting chevron stripes.

I'm happy to have a bundle of forsythia branches resting peacefully on the entertainment credenza.

Spring is coming.

And, finally, we come to my new favorite.

That big, yucky head on the other end of the credenza {also from Home Goods}.

We have named him 'Bob'.

I think he'll like it here.

Sadly for him, if he does not...he has no legs to leave.

Poor Bob.

I'm also hoping to share the gallery ledges Jake built for me sometime next week.
I'm still tweaking photo arrangements and painting frames.
There are A LOT!
Hopefully, enough to fill approximately 30 feet of shelving!

Have a great weekend!

I'm taking the boys to see THIS.

The first one was so great, so we have high expectations!

Jake and Pete are huge fans of the books, too.

Hope we like it...

Sometimes you need a nap...

2011-03-23T11:07:00.000-05:00

"There was never a child so lovely,

but his mother was glad to get him to sleep."

-Ralph Waldo Emerson

St.Patty's Day.

2011-03-17T09:26:00.000-05:00

Guinness Chocolate Cake recipe form here

I've mentioned before what a big deal St.Patrick's Day is in the Lou. Maybe it's all the Catholics, maybe it's living in a brewery town, maybe we like green. Whatever, the reason, it's a good time. With a town coming down off of all the Mardi Gras debauchery, it's nice to have a more family friendly celebration to take the littles to. {The only part of Mardi Gras that is family friendly is the pet parade, which I highly recommend if you are ever in this town in February. Heck, if you are sans family, I highly recommend the Mardi Gras parade, too. But, please, don't take your kids! I, myself, haven't been in 12 years.}

Sure, there are plenty of revelers that have been drinking green beer since 7:30 am, but there are also plenty of normal people with their kids in tow, and a sack lunch waiting for some candy or beads to be thrown from the 'clans' of St.Louis that walk in the parade. It really is fun. Good, green fun.

Unfortunately, this year, I'm not sure we'll be headed down to Dogtown. Jake was supposed to be off to go with us, but it turns out he has to go into work after all. With the {literally} thousands of people, I simply don't trust my eyes alone to keep our brood safe. It can get a bit overwhelming at times, and with Betsy's mobility it just really shouldn't be attempted by my lonesome. Sigh.

So, it's a good thing we'll have that 'Guinness Chocolate Cake' to keep us company, along with corned beef and cabbage slow cookin' in the crock pot. Maybe I'll whip up some Irish soda bread, too.

Hope you have the luck o' the Irish today!

P.S. You can leave out a bit of the whipped cream in the frosting recipe, and add a tablespoon or so of Bailey's Irish Cream to kick the frosting up a notch. Yum!

Things making me smile today.

2011-03-16T10:16:00.002-05:00

My 'new-to-me' espresso/cappuccino maker.

It is boss!

{Don't you love when friends clean house?}

Is it bad that I've already had a total of 4 shots?

I need to stop.

But, damn, it's good!

Late risers {it's spring break, wrapped in blankets, eating chocolate donuts.

You know...the kind full of artificial colors and loads of chemicals?

Big Poppa knows what we like!

Spring Break is full of treats like that.

'Quality' computer usage. Roblox is quality, right?

The kids don't get Wii, IPods, or computers during the weekdays.

Spring Break is always an exception in these parts.

They are taking every advantage.

Crazy curls, baby blues, and sticky donut faces.

This was taken 1 hour after she had a donut.

That's how we roll.

It is now wiped off, AND she has clothes on.

I'm not a total wash as a mother.

Freshly painted nails on 4-year-olds.

I am not a nail person.

Poor little thing had to beg me for a day to get some pink polish on those digits.

She is elated.

It really is the small things.

so it goes...

2011-03-15T21:08:00.014-05:00

Finally, I feel like this house is becoming our home. With the girls' room near completion, I can see how each space is becoming 'us'.

I love that.

My one goal in the new house with the kids' rooms was to try and stray from a theme. Ironically, the girls' room has lots of winged creatures, Pete's room has a British/music vibe, and Jake's room is going to be a bit 'world traveler'. Funny how that works.

Their room is the biggest of the three kids' rooms, obviously, with two bodies they needed the space. The color palate and overall vibe of the room started with their shams that I purchased from Urban Outfitters several months ago. Actually, I think I got them before we closed on the new house. They were a super deal at about $7 or $8 on clearance. I loved the Swedish feel to them. In fact, I think that line of bedding was called 'Swedish Landscape'. The toss pillows on each of their beds are Dwell Studio for Target.

I love this little nook right inside the door. I bought that little bench when Jake was about 1. I love that I've had it that long, and keep finding uses for it. Rosie sits there with books, and uses it as a pit stop to talk on her 'cell' phone. The mirror is from a garage sale, and I sprayed it gray for another room, then, decided it works better in here. I need to spray it a different color, but can't decide on that color. The little squirrel print is one my favorite things in the whole house. Again, I bought it at Urban Outfitters on clearance when I bought the shams. His name is Cornelius Thoroughgood. Enough said.

The collage wall is full of lucky finds and happy accidents. I found the letter 'R' in the trash in a historical part of town when I was taking pictures for a friend. I am, seriously, dumb. There were about 6 other letters in the same finish, but since they weren't relevant to anyone I knew, I left them there. See? Dumb. The albums were purchased for a quarter at an estate sale. The colors were great, and they are just awesome. Album frames can be purchased at Hobby Lobby, Michael's, Urban Outfitters, etc. Instant, cheap art. The 'laugh' is kind of a funny story. I bought it at Hobby Lobby, but it was covered in mirror. Well, I dropped it. The mirror cracked and fell off. The crackly blue finish was what was left behind from the adhesive that held the mirror on. Love. The 'B' is from Hobby Lobby {$5}, and the collage print is from Target. They still had them last time I was there.

The curtain rod and valance were on clearance at Home Depot of all places. The valance was really a panel that I cut in half and steam-a-seam'd end to end to create a long valance. It was no-sew and super easy. The sconces above each of their beds are ancient. I bought them on eBay about a decade ago. The shades are the shades that were on our chandelier in our kitchen at the old house. Incidentally, that chandelier is now hanging in the girls' room with new red & white striped carnival-ish shades that I made.

Finally, we come to toy storage and a play area. This was tough because of space. Rosie uses her doll wardrobe all the time since it houses all of her American Girl clothes, shoes, brushes, etc. It took up precious floor space, so I had Jake hang it on the wall, but within her reach. It is securely mounted with heavy hardware right into the studs. I, also, got a cubby unit from Target, and had him mount that, too, but horizontally. Add a few baskets to house toys, and use the open space for books, and, voila...it's out of the way storage. This left room for their heavily used play kitchen, doll bunks, and Harry. Necessity truly is the mother of invention.

The rugs are from Wal-Mart. I wish they weren't, but what can I say? They were cheap, and are machine washable. Sometimes, I cave.

There isn't much else to report, except to say that the girls love it. They spend a lot of time in there which makes me feel like I did something right.

And, just to reiterate the fact that we are real people, really LIVING in our home, I thought I'd share a snapshot of the living room during the girls' bedroom photo shoot...

Classy, huh?

Linking HERE and HERE and HERE.

The "Harry" party.

2011-03-08T14:10:00.012-06:00

This was the final invitation for Rosie's "Harry and the Hendersons" birthday party. I really wanted to streamline things a bit, and not make it so busy. It is quite a departure from the original one I envisioned. I added the red balloon as a last minute thing, and I really like the way it turned out. The quote at the bottom was the tag line on the original movie poster way back in the late 80s.

Rosie's Harry greeted everyone at the door with a handful of red balloons. Isn't he cute?

She drags him everywhere. Well, let me clarify...I don't let her take him out of the house because he is made of hard plastic and he's on the heavy side, not to mention pretty awkward, but she drags him all over the house. She pushes him in a stroller. Brushes his tuft of hair. Makes beds for him in every nook and cranny she can find. It's all pretty comical.

Every little got a tagged red cup with a straw. No confusion over who's was who's. I got the tag idea from Better Homes & Gardens in this past months issue. I think it's a great idea for all ages, and all parties.

The dessert table was pretty simple. Cake, pudding parfaits, chocolate covered Oreos, and frosted

sugar cookies. Real logs were used for risers. Incidentally, if you want to use real nature {i.e. logs} for food service, you bake them in the oven at about 200 degrees for an hour our so. You may need to know that in the future. I, on the other hand, sprayed those bad boys down with every household cleaner I could think of, and let them sit overnight. Not to worry...it wasn't anything that I don't use to clean my kitchen. No one got poisoned or anything. Plus, the food was kept separate from the logs by layers of fabric and cardboard. I probably shouldn't have told you that, but it might spare you from the same tragedy the next time you use logs to serve your food off of. Whenever that may be...

In keeping with the theme...my pal Amy made these charming Harry feet and Bigfoot foot print cookies.

They were super yummy.

Some of the chocolate covered Oreos were topped with royal icing flowers similar to Sarah Henderson's 15th birthday corsage that Harry ate in the movie. I'm telling you, if you haven't seen this movie, you really must. Also, I totally just noticed that I spelled corsage wrong. Wow! Please excuse.

The Henderson's annoying but lovable neighbor, Irene, loves her roses. Unfortunately, so does Harry.

I made some pudding parfait 'dirt' cups topped with buttercream roses that Amy made for me.

More table detail.

I made the cake. Rosie requested vanilla and chocolate. The inside was a layer of white, and a layer of fudge cake with vanilla and chocolate filling. The frosting was homemade Hershey's Cocoa buttercream. The little toadstools and acorns are made from white modeling chocolate, and then painted with powdered food coloring. The grass is plain ole homemade buttercream made really stiff so it holds the grass shape after it's piped. I enlarged the Bigfoot silhouette and cut it out of heavy weight shimmery card stock. I added the glittery red balloon, and got it to 'float' by attaching it by wire for the string. I'll have to say...that cake was pretty darn good, and not too shabby on the eyes either. I think when all was said and done, it cost about $12. I really like that about it, too.

Cake detail.

Each little guest left with goodies that included a tiny terra cotta pot, and seed kit to grow their own

mini rose bush. I found them at Target in the dollar section around Valentine's day. It was too perfect.

All wrapped in red tulle, and waiting to be handed out in a big twig basket.

In the end, I wish we had more time for the game and craft. Boo! But Ro loved every minute of it. Her friends had a great time, and most importantly...Rosie had a great time! She is still talking about it.

{Rosie's "Harry" shirt is from HERE}

I can't believe my baby is 4!!!

Happy Birthday, Rosie!

Linking here and

Still here...Sasquatch didn't kill me.

2011-03-07T16:29:00.001-06:00

I am still kickin' it over at the House of Grebe. I just have LOADS of photos to edit from lil' Ro's "Harry & the Henderson's" 4th birthday party on Saturday, and LOADS of laundry to catch up on that went ignored while preparing for said party. She loved every minute of that bigfoot bash! I plan on sharing lots of photos and details tomorrow or Wednesday, but will leave you with a peek of the dessert table for now. Hope you all had a great weekend! Till then...

Spread the word.

2011-03-03T09:21:00.004-06:00

Many of you probably don't know that it's 'R-word' day. Or that there is even a national campaign called 'R-word'. It's main focus is to shed light on individuals with intellectual disabilities. In March, they have a special day set aside to 'spread the word to end the word'. Today is that day.

I could go on and on about this topic. Back in 2008, I did, HERE. So, today, I thought I'd share with you a couple links and You Tube vids that speak volumes on the topic.

#1: "The retard in the next booth" from J.C. Wert
This is a post I can relate to. Unfortunately. I haven't encountered ignorance to quite this degree, but it undoubtedly exists. Sad, but true.

#2 "Stop Using the Word 'Retard'" from Jeff Goins Writer
Straight forward. To the point. Who you are when no one is watching speaks volumes about, well, who you are. The REAL you.

#3 Johnny Knoxville, Eddie Barbanell and the R-word {probably my favorite of all}

#4 We Need a New R-word

#5 ABC's "The View" discusses the R-word {I hate 'The View'. But, I'm posting this because I am amazed that not all of these women agree on this ONE topic. No matter what your political affiliation, job, religion, race: THIS WORD IS UGLY! And, yes, Whoopi, it is VERY much in the same category as the 'N-word'. All of the same principles apply. Used to describe someone who is thought of as 'less than human'. And, Joy, literally it does mean to 'slow down', but get real, that's not the way it is intended when used in everyday slang. Remove your head from your butt, please. Elisabeth, get off of your right wing soap box for just a moment, and let's not use this opportunity to advance your political agenda. Because, ladies, until we can agree on the bottom line here, we aren't making any forward progress. Know better, do better.}

So, now you know.

Spread the word.

What's been going on...

2011-03-01T09:36:00.002-06:00

Between everyone being sick, and basketball, not much has been going on. Rosie's birthday party is this weekend, and I'm trying to throw a few things together in the house, so it doesn't look like we moved in yesterday. Because let's face it, we've been here 5 months and there are still boxes in every room. Blech!

Notice the mirror isn't hung, or the coat hooks I bought a month ago.

Notice the half finished silver-leafing on the armoire, and the pile of junk on top of it, AND

the magazine/file basket is not hung but laying on the table, AND where we tore the wall down
still needs to be mudded and taped. Sigh.

Note that there is only one bulb in the chandelier, and the bulletin boards I have are not hung yet,

AND my silhouette project isn't completed either.

You may notice 2 red chandeliers...I doubt you remember what they looked like before, or how much I got them for. So, I will remind you. The little one above the desk was $.75, and the big 12-arm monster was $20. I think they turned out pretty nice. The big one reminds me of the circus. Which reminds me of cotton candy, elephants, Ferris wheels, funnel cakes. Happy.

We also had a birthday. Big Poppa turned 34 on Friday. The kids had to have this carousel set from the cake decorating store. It was actually pretty cute. And, you can never go wrong with THIS frosting.

I've read that good photos are a main component to a successful blog. Good thing I'm not a professional blogger, huh? I'm having a hard time picking up my camera for stuff like the house, basketball games, etc. My phone is just too easy. I'm dealing with a lot of changes in regards to Betsy's education and what it will mean for her next year when those changes are implemented. My mind is full and my heart is heavy. For now, IPhone photos will have to do. Crappy ones at that.

Hoping tomorrow is a better day.

Nellie.

2011-02-26T11:10:00.001-06:00

Miracles and tiny set backs.

2011-02-21T13:25:00.001-06:00

First off, let me say congrats to my cousin Melissa and her husband Josh on the birth of their beautiful baby girl, Nellie Rose. She is pink and perfect, and much anticipated by many, many people. I, for one, am completely smitten. {I have photos to share from the shower, belly, and baby.}

Next up, I just want to say it's been a tough few days. The kids all got over strep a couple of weeks ago, and Saturday night the pukes started. Even the Big Guy. Now, I feel completely nauseous. Great.

I am definitely a fall and winter kind of girl, but this is insane. We couldn't even enjoy the unseasonably warm temps because of the sickies. That park across the street seems to be laughing at us at this point.

Hopefully, I'll be back in action soon!

Free is good.

2011-02-17T12:14:00.001-06:00

I like free stuff. Free paint is really super.

The other day my friend, Crystal, posted on Facebook about Valspar Paint's super deal.

All you have to do is 'like' Valspar Paint on FB, and you can join their Power in Color Giveaway.

It's that simple.

You choose what 8 oz. jar of color you want, and it's sent right to you door {super fast} for FREE. Fed-Ex style.

Here's the cool part...

I was expecting just the jar. What you really get is the jar, two mini paint trays, two mini rollers, AND a $5 off coupon towards a future Lowe's purchase.

The jar is bigger than I expected, too. It covered a little dresser I'm putting in our entry TWICE. Sweet.

Did I mention this is all FREE?

Free is good. Free is fun.

And, no, this is not a sponsored post. And, no, I was not paid to post this or was I given anything.

I just think it's plain cool.

This just in...

2011-02-15T19:33:00.001-06:00

We are going here:

for one night only.

To see them:

Just to clarify,

that's 'Mumford & Sons'.

Thank You.

for the love...

2011-02-14T17:02:00.002-06:00

via pinterest

via thirty-something drama queen

I know it's an overly commercialized holiday, but I think it's sweet.

Not so much the candlelight, fine wine, & roses angle

{unnecessary pressure on a relationship},

but for the crafts, the colors, the sweet little things you can do for the loves in your life.

You should let them know everyday how you feel,

but on this day you can do a little something extra.

A note, a cut-out heart, a homemade cookie, a bear hug.

It's even more fun when you do something anonymous.

I hope you enjoy this day as much as we do.

I mean who needs roses when you have your very own ROSIE?

She happily obliged me on a lunch date to Panera,

or as we say in the Lou, St.Louis Bread Co.

{After all, it originated right here.}

Happy Valentines Day!

The lair of love.

2011-02-11T08:01:00.002-06:00

Finally, I'm seeing the rest of the house come together. It will take at least a year or two for it to be realized fully, and even then, I feel our home {no matter where it is} is always evolving. When you collect junk like I do things are always moving around, getting a new coat of paint, or being sold on Craigslist. These rooms are my playground.

Even though our bedroom isn't finished {some stuff isn't hung, the dresser door and one nightstand still need another coat of paint}, I thought I'd share with you a few photos.

The cielings in every room are painted the palest of blues, but every last wall is bright white. I like the idea of plain white walls as a backdrop for bright accessories and art. Red will be the unifying color throughout the house. Let's see if I can pull it off...

I also had trouble justifying buying new curtain rods for the living room, family room, and master bedroom {which wouldn't have been cheap}. Lucky for us, the house came with big, gaudy, distressed, fake brass rods on the monster windows. Nothing some quick coats of spray paint couldn't fix. Here, I sprayed the rod a glossy gray topped off with clearance Target curtains from the kids' bedroom section no less. You can't tell from
the photos, but they're a funky open weave crochet. Love.

The quilt is from Target. It's Dwell Studios, and I think I paid $19.98 for it. I hit the mother load clearance at Target right before we closed on this house. Which
reminds me that I bought a really great cover for the body pillow on the bed that I cannot find in any of our boxes. It was white with bikes all over it in red, blues, and yellow. I really want to find it. I think it will add some punch to the bed. Plus, it's a really fun and unexpected print. That, and I'm going nuts that it is no where to be
found. The mirror and tweed drum shade turned pendant light were Home Goods clearance. The dresser is from Target. Pretty much everything else we had, and I just painted it.

The 'me & you' print was made by Monika of "I love it all" in custom colors that I chose. Remember THIS post? It turned out great. The frame/mat came from Target's famous end cap clearance. Did I ever tell you I live at Target? I even bought the L'Oreal lipstick "Target Red" that was made just for the ole bull's eye.

Okay, enough rambling. If this post is all wonky, I apologize. I had to finish it from my phone. Let's just say we're having some computer issues.

Have a good weekend!

The aftermath.

2011-02-10T09:08:00.006-06:00

Homemade cards...

I like the flower on my shirt. I don't recall owning a shirt like that. Maybe I should get one.

Dishes...

if you like meringue, this is the cake for you. Delicious.

Lego sculptures just for me...

I like the hole through 'Big Jake's' lego body.

my favorite mail delivered on my special day...

what are the chances?

What could be better?

Oh, yeah...take-out for dinner.

A super sexy man that folded ALL of the laundry.

It was a super day.

I am trying to get together at least one room

{besides the kitchen},

and photograph it to show you all some of the snail's progress around here.

Maybe today is the day.

I have 2 sicklets home with me.

When will this sick cloud hovering over our house LEAVE already?

These poor kids.

It's ridunkulous.

One more thing...

my cousin Mel's husband, J, baked me this special cake,

and shared it with me virtually on Facebook.

{Mel is on bedrest, and they couldn't deliver it for reals.}

This cake makes me very happy.

I smile just thinking about it.

For those that know me,

you know why.

And, for the record, I'm not 40.

I'm 33.

Josh, you are so funny.

I WILL have my cake...

2011-02-09T13:00:00.002-06:00

and eat it, too.

The best part of a birthday if it's your own,
is picking what kind of cake you want.
I made THIS cake.
I canNOT wait to eat 3.980 pieces in one sitting.
At the very least.
I hope it tastes as scrumptious, and fluffy as it looks.
Whisper pink meringue frosting is the stuff dreams are made of.
Add some rainbow sprinkles, and it's a bit of heaven here on earth.

Hope you have a magical day, complete with cake!

Dreaming.

2011-02-05T20:04:00.001-06:00

My 33rd birthday is approaching. February 9th to be exact.

The best day of my mom & dad's whole life, I'm sure. Well, maybe a tie for the best day, what with me having a sister and all.

Jake and I don't really make a big fuss over our birthdays. Homemade cards from the kids, and a cake. That's about it. Somehow, it doesn't mean quite the same thing as it did when we were littles ourselves.

I thought it would be fun to put together a luxurious wish list. The kind of list that includes items that even if I was a bazillionaire, I'm not sure I would afford myself.

Let's begin:

#1:

The elusive Hermes Cape Cod PM watch with double strap

$2,350.00

Cutler & Gross sunglasses #0740
classic aviators

$450.00

Belstaff vintage knight boot
These. Are. Incredible.

$400-700

Tod's D Bag Bauletto

A classic bag that would NEVER go out of style.

$1450

image via flickr

a second home in London's Kensington & Chelsea or Camden

or any place with easy access to music, pubs, the tube, markets, etc.

approximately $500,000

I mean this is a fantasy list. And, I would totally wear all of that stuff when I'm visiting my fancy new flat in London, right?

Duh

Simplicity with stainless.

2011-02-04T11:21:00.000-06:00

Betsy is under the weather. Again.

So, I thought I'd share a quick tidbit.

The best stainless steel cleaner, EVER, is distilled vinegar.

Dump some in a spray bottle, dilute with a little water, and voila!

No polishing, no having to use 5 different cloths.

Just spray and wipe off.

Genius.

100th day.

2011-02-03T09:49:00.002-06:00

It was Betsy's 100th day of school today. I'm not sure it really was with all the snow days, but who cares, right?

She got to wear the Grebe '100th day' sweatshirt lil' Jake and I made 5 years ago for his 100th day celebration. Then, Pete wore it in 2009. Now, it's Betsy's turn.

I love the fact that they have all worn it. I love the fact that some of the paint is pealing off. I love the fact that I have had to reglue eyes back on it for the last 2 wearings. I love the fact that in two more years, it's Rosie's turn. I just love all of it.

She is going to have a great day!

Now, if only I could figure out what to do with that hair.

Ice, Ice, Baby.

2011-02-01T14:04:00.004-06:00

photo by Stephan Savoia

"There is something joyful about storms that interrupt

routine. Snow or freezing rain suddenly releases you from

expectations, performance demands, and the tyranny of

appointments and schedules. ...All those affected this way are

united by a mutual excuse, and the heart is suddenly and

unexpectedly a little giddy."

-Wm. Paul Young, "The Shack"

All right, stop.
Collaborate and listen...
***
The ice has come to the Lou.

In fact, the ice is still falling. As I type.

Now, we wait for the 10 inches of snow.

The fridge is stocked. The electronic devices charged.

If we lose power, my sanity will go along with it.

But, for now, we are having fun. Watching movies, playing 'Angry Birds', pushing strollers around the house, napping here and there, and, generally, enjoying this unexpected staycation.

Ask me in 3 days how I'm doing. I may have a different response.

Be safe if you're out in this madness!

Stars & Sinks.

2011-01-31T08:58:00.004-06:00

Betsy is "Star of the Week" this week at school.

It requires a poster, among other things.
Including: 5 show & tell items, a favorite snack to share, and a Q & A interview sheet.

After having to make many "Star of the Week" posters,

I have grown weary.

Plus, I like to wait until the absolute last minute.

That way, the pressure is so freakin' great that only my best ideas blossom.
Except this time.

Good thing I know Julie.

What are the chances that she was in the same pickle as I?

On Friday, I saw THIS.

My creativity issues were solved.

By someone else, but solved nonetheless.

Rest assured, you can do this without a MAC.

I am a PC girl, and did it pretty easily in a combo of Photoshop & Picasa.
I used photos from 2009 & 2010 taken by Laura Siebert and Brenda Shelton.
Both sites feature a photo or two that I am quite partial to.
Wink, wink.

I like the free fonts from HERE, too, in case, you're interested.

Then, I sent it off to Costco for some cheap {but good} 1-hour processing.

Now, she probably won't even get to use it.

We are going to have a snow apocalypse here beginning later today.

They say it will be worse than the "Snow Event" of 1982.

Yipee! {said tongue in cheek}

I can handle it, as long as the electricity does not go out.

Food is stocked, sleds are greased up, but electricity is not negotiable.

I've had many of you email me or comment on the kitchen post about our faucet.

It is from Lowe's.

The brand is AquaSource.

I will admit being a little leery about buying an 'off-brand'.

But, this faucet is the real deal.

It's really heavy & substantial stainless steel.

It was easy to install, and we've had no problems with it.

It has an optional deck plate if you have a drop-in, over mount sink.

It also comes with a soap dispenser.

FYI...

if you live near a Lowe's it is cheaper to buy it in the store than on-line.

Hope that answered your questions!

a 'Harry' situation.

2011-01-27T09:23:00.000-06:00

a ROUGH version of the invitation

Have we discussed Rosie's near clinical obsession with 'Harry and the Henderson's'? It's sick, twisted, a bit scary, and I love it. THIS is all she wanted from Santa {and she got it}, and she wears THIS every other day.

After much debate {mostly from my end} between a cookies & milk party, a doll party, an 'Alice and Wonderland' party, and a Harry party. We ultimately let the birthday girl have her heart's desire.

How the heck do I throw a Harry party?

Harry likes to eat woodland foliage, fast food fish sandwiches, potato chips and dip, and 15th birthday wrist corsages. Hardly the menu I was after.

I NEED YOUR HELP!!!

Let's stick our heads together. If you are remotely familiar with this 1987 theatrical masterpiece, and have any ideas, shoot them my way. If I can use it, I will give credit where credit is due.

For once, I am at a loss.

Methane Studios.

2011-01-24T09:37:00.006-06:00

First off, let me say, I was not paid or rewarded in any way to write this post. Secondly, little Jake is sick, so I'll be quick about this.

I got a comment from a reader on this post, and based on what she told me, I had to check it out.

I was wowed. Wow, wow, wow!

Her husband owns Methane Studios. It is just fantastic.

Let me share with you a sampling:

love this one by Mark McDevitt

my favorite band du jour

and those florals make me swoon

LOVE Camera Obscura, LOVE this print by Robert Lee

think...little girl's room

this one is great by Staci Janik

would look groovy in a sewing room/studio

this one by Mark McDevitt

c'mon, we all know how I feel about Glen

and books for that matter

They sell gig posters, art prints, t-shirts, and lots of Dave Matthews posters, too. The designs are so incredible.

Additionally, if you follow them on Facebook here, you can get in on purchasing one of a kind test prints, and view rejected designs {personally, I think that is so cool}.

If your design and musical tastes resemble mine at all...I highly encourage you to not only take a peek at Methane Studios, but buy something. Treat yourself to a real work of art. I have a feeling it's a purchase you won't regret!

My semi-beauty not-so-secrets.

2011-01-22T09:34:00.007-06:00

Let me preface this post by saying, that although I have a love affair with fashion, I am no beauty. I wear little to no make-up most days, I am not into hair {hence its shortness}, heck, I don't even wash my face every night. Gross, I know. Ironically, I've never had an issue with acne. That's a sore subject with my sister. So, if you should ever meet her, don't ask her how she felt about the fact that I had a scuz face in high school and her's was clean as a whistle, yet she had a battle with the zits, and I did not. She wouldn't like that. Looking back, I can understand why. I wouldn't say I'm a girly girl. I do like dresses and such, but I'm not into primping and prodding. I am what I am, body parts have settled where they've settled. I have the face & body that the Good Lord blessed me with. All 6 feet of it.

However, there are certain things that I cannot live without in terms of my beauty regimen, if that's what you call Dove soap and a good scrub. Just little things I do everyday. My skin is pretty nice for being almost 33, I've never had hair issues, my teeth are big like a horse, but nice & white, etc. So, I will pass on simple things I do to keep me looking and feeling my best.

1. Keep a tube of toothpaste and a toothbrush in the shower. Go ahead and kill two birds with one stone. This is a little something that my parents did, and now my sister and I do. My husband finds it nauseating to brush with warm water, and refuses. Personally, I find it exhilarating to step out of the shower COMPLETELY clean.

2. Baking soda as a toothpaste. Every so often I kick it old school and dip my toothbrush in a box of baking soda {NOT the same one I use to bake}, and scrub my pearly whites. My teeth never felt so good. It's the best at home teeth cleaning ever.

3. Apricot scrub. I have used this for years. I use to exfoliate mainly my face, but will use it on any rough patches. It also has salicylic acid in it to diminish blemishes and blackheads. I don't use it everyday. Maybe once a week, but it's awesome. I feel like it makes my skin glow.

4. Moisturizer. After a shower or face washing slop it on. I have combination skin, but this is still really important. I have done it forever, and have to say my 32-year-old face thanks me more and more everyday. Particularly, because I use one with SPF. Which leads me to...

5. DON'T TAN! You may think you look fantastic, now, with your very obviously fake orange glow, but when you're in you 40s/50s and your skin is all wrinkly and saggy, you will not. Contrary to what you think, it doesn't make you look thinner or prettier {really, it's all in your head}. Your face is still your face, just a shade of tangerine, and you still weigh the same. What is wrong with pale, ivory skin? I find it refreshing and radiant. I was guilty of tanning bed visits in my late teens early 20s, but never had an obsession. My skin has thanked me.

6. Use a razor made for men. No one on Earth can convince me that a Gillette for men is the same as a Venus for women, or any manly razor is the same as any Daisy. I'm telling you ladies, if you're not using a razor for men on those legs, you're missing out. You will never have a closer, smoother shave. You're legs will be glossy, they're so hairless.

7. Use good perfume. I've decided if you like fragrance, don't skimp. Cheap stuff is full of alcohol, and that evaporates quickly. Splurge on a sent you love. If you can do it, get the eau de parfume or the eau de parfum {yes, that one letter makes a difference}, NOT the eau de toilette. It is waaaaaaay more concentrated leaving the scent on your body, not evaporating into the atmosphere, and you need to use way less of it. IF I use perfume, I like clean, light, fresh scents that are subtle and not overpowering; Donna Karen Cashmere Mist, many of the Philosophy scents {I love Pure Grace}, Fresh Citron de Vigne {all of which can be found at Sephora or Nordstrom}.

8. Spritz some perfume on you hair before you dry it. I swear by this. I only do it when we go on a date, or out somewhere. Something about the heat sets the scent in, but makes it subtle, too. Every time you turn your head you get a wiff. It's lovely.

9. Great Lash mascara. Out of all make-up, I love mascara and lipstick/lipgloss the best. If you can slap those two things on, you can look polished. I have used a bagillion different kinds of mascara. Expensive stuff, cheap stuff, you name it. Nothing compares to Great Lash. Classic ole Great Lash.

10. Water, exercise, sleep! The tri-fecta. Possibly my favorite tip. I didn't realize the importance of water and exercise until the last year or so. It does something to your insides that inevitably reflects on your outside. I have always enjoyed my sleep. Ask anyone who knows me.

11. When in absolute peril Photoshop. I jest, but if you look worn down, and feel like you need it, it's a photo lifesaver. Fix a blemish, brighten your smile, diminish under eye circles, liquefy if you have to! Sadly, Photoshop only works on PHOTOS. Remember the golden rule of Photoshop, subtle, subtle, subtle. It still needs to look like you. Let's be honest, we've all needed a little Adobe help. However, I cannot stress the importance of subtlety. Remember a photo is not the genuine you, in real life you will still have that zit, those dingy teeth, those eye bags, and that fat. A sad reality, but true. People will start to wonder why you don't look as fantastic in real life. Use it sparingly! Personally, I don't do beauty PS, unless I have a hair or something across my face or big under eye circles. ~~I'm afraid~~ I KNOW I'll become too reliant.

The End.