Honestly, what is with this weather? We are nearly a week in to April, and the ground is covered in SNOW! No, no, Mother Nature couldn't be bothered to dump the chilly white stuff on us during the winter, when we hope and pine for it, so we can make snowmen and snow angels and such. Crazy broad decides Easter is now the season for snow. I typically prefer cold days to hot, but right now I'd love some sunny spring days. The kids and I have been cooped-up far too long this winter. I want to open all the windows in my house and let in a fresh spring breeze. Maybe I can do that in June.
The kids gave us a serious run for our money Easter weekend. We had 3 poo painting incidents within 4 days. Limitless whining, fighting, screaming and such. Oh, how lovely it would have been if the kids could actually go out and fly their Easter kites and blow the bubbles the bunny brought them. Warm weather = kids outside, much less clutter and mess in the house, and happy but worn out kids at the end of the day.
Please Mama N., please. Bring us some warm and sunny days!
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Friday, March 26, 2010
Cinnamon rolls
Ok, so I've been toying around with the idea of making and selling cinnamon rolls. Using the best recipe EVAR, I have found pretty much everyone loves the rolls I bake, and thought maybe I could turn a small profit from them. I still need to do more pricing of ingredients, but I think I would be able to clear a bit of money after costs. Hopefully, this effort will help to get us out of debt even faster, and saving more for the kids college and our retirement. Oh, and get us closer to a new(er) vehicle. Anyway, that is my idea, so we'll see if it pans out. hahaha, nice pun :)
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
The beginning
Alright. I am really going to give this blog thing another go. So.....I am sick. I have a cold, and it's the first really cold day of the season. The 40 degree change in temperature doesn't bother me so much, but it would have been nice to have some 60 degree weather between the 80's and 40's. Welcome to Utah, right?
Well, as the title of this gripe zone states, this is a sort of free-for-all/place of truths. For starters, while I love my children, it absolutely sucks that while employed in the role of Mom, there are no sick days. No personal days, no mental vacation days. They don't care (or often notice) that Mommy has a cold, fever, chills, headache, aches, pains, cough or any other of our favorite symptoms. They still want to eat at the same time, play the same games and all around want that good old routine that we work so hard to maintain each day. They play as rough, make a mess and fight with each other just as much, if not MORE so than they would on any other day. So, as a Mommy, we push ourselves. We push and we push and then when our bodies say "NO MORE!" we push just a little harder. Right? Then our genius little minds wonder why we can't just kick this stupid bug and move on with our lives.
Welcome to Motherhood. The water's just fine. Oh, wait. I'm being honest here, right? Let's try that again. Welcome to Motherhood. The water is often a little too hot, or a little too cold, almost always smells and is full of germs. The pool is never empty, and you'll probably get your hair pulled. Jump on in and have a great time!
Well, as the title of this gripe zone states, this is a sort of free-for-all/place of truths. For starters, while I love my children, it absolutely sucks that while employed in the role of Mom, there are no sick days. No personal days, no mental vacation days. They don't care (or often notice) that Mommy has a cold, fever, chills, headache, aches, pains, cough or any other of our favorite symptoms. They still want to eat at the same time, play the same games and all around want that good old routine that we work so hard to maintain each day. They play as rough, make a mess and fight with each other just as much, if not MORE so than they would on any other day. So, as a Mommy, we push ourselves. We push and we push and then when our bodies say "NO MORE!" we push just a little harder. Right? Then our genius little minds wonder why we can't just kick this stupid bug and move on with our lives.
Welcome to Motherhood. The water's just fine. Oh, wait. I'm being honest here, right? Let's try that again. Welcome to Motherhood. The water is often a little too hot, or a little too cold, almost always smells and is full of germs. The pool is never empty, and you'll probably get your hair pulled. Jump on in and have a great time!
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