Thursday, March 23, 2017

Day 9: Piercings and tattoos

I have my ears pierced. That's it.  Pretty boring but it's just what I like. I have an aversion to pain, LOL.  I do not fancy tattoos or the needles that go with getting a tattoo. I have thought about getting the piercing that prevents migraines, but as of late migraines have decreased, so I have declined.

I don't have anything against tattoos or piercing but it's just not my cup of tea.

I have been known to wear some pretty cool temporary tattoos with my kids...LOL.

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

Day 8: An old picture of me. Little me...a long, long time ago

This photo has to be around 2nd or 3rd grade because we I got glasses in 2nd grade, I think. In any case it was a very long time ago. It's a picture of a picture. I don't have a lot of photos of me but I enjoy seeing my girls' faces in my pictures. LOL

Tuesday, March 21, 2017

Day 7: My 10 Favorite Foods

To say I love food is a vast understatement. I am a "Foodie". I love to eat, I love to cook, and I love to explore new foods. Now, that being said, I do NOT like seafood. Other than that, I like most foods. To pick favorites is very hard to do. Now, I am going to list them in no particular order because some days I like one thing more than another and another day it is something else altogether.


  1. Fried chicken, southern fried chicken. Not KFC, not Popeye's...but my Mama's southern fried chicken, I have picked up her art of frying chicken but none is as good as hers.
  2. Mexican/Tex-Mex food. I love this type of food. The spices appeal not only to my taste buds but to my nose. I love the aroma of this type of cuisine.
  3. My newest favorite I get at work. It is the moistest scone I have ever eaten. It is a brown sugar pecan scone. To say it is good is to put it down. It is quite honestly so decadent and rich and delicious that it will make your tongue slap your brain with joy just for putting it in your mouth.
  4. NYPD Pizza.  I love pizza but in our area, this is the best place to get pizza and the slices are not skimpy. It has the right balance of cheese and sauce and I love cheese. 
  5. I have to put Coffee even if it is a beverage. I love coffee. I love the smell, the taste, and the feel as it goes down your throat, warming you from the inside out. 
  6. Chocolate cake with chocolate icing. I love a moist cake and I love to put it in the freezer and eat it frozen. To me, it makes it like ice cream cake without the mess of ice cream.
  7. Milk, again, it is a beverage but I love a glass of ice cold milk. I have to have a glass every night before bed. For calorie's sake, I went to skim milk and taught myself to like it. Now it is what I am used to and what I enjoy.
  8. Salad. I love salad but I love all sorts of things in my salad, peppers, onions, banana peppers, olives, croutons, spinach, lettuce, carrots, cheese, bacon bits, mushrooms, scallions, bean sprouts and so much more. The more diverse the salad, the more I enjoy. I love ranch dressing most of the time.  I do branch out on occasion. BUT....IF I am at my mother in law's house I love her bsalmic vinegar salad dressing. She makes it herself. I would eat it with just the dressing and the bread if I could get away with it. IT is that good.
  9.  Melted/fried cheese. Just the cheese. I love when cheese gets crispy edges and you pick the baked on cheese off a pan you cooked something with cheese. I have yet to figure out to how successfully just fry cheese or cook cheese without breading. I love it in all its cheesy goodness.
  10. Sugar snap peas. I love to eat them like chips/or freeze dried green beans/snap peas. They are so good.

Monday, March 20, 2017

Mom Blog Monday

One of my favorite people and favorite blogs can be found over at http://simplymoms.net/.


Simply Moms - Parenting Homemaking and Real Life



Jennifer has an insight into life that is caring, compassionate and real. She has faced so many challenges over the years but she keeps on believing in people.  I "met" her years ago when Hannah was a mere baby at a forum for well Moms. We have shared so much over the years, grief and sorrow, joy and celebration. I feel like she is the family even though we have never met in person. She has organization skills that I envy. She has ideas for home, family, and household management for I think just about every stage of parenthood.  Now she is rocking being a grandmother and passing all that awesomeness on to a new generation.

Go on over and check her out.

Day 6-Three personality traits I am proud of

To be quite honest this one is uncomfortable for me. I don't like talking about myself or bragging, but here goes.


  1. I am good with kids. I always have been good with kids. The younger women at work call me the "baby whisperer". LOL. I love kids and I love to get on their level and play with them or let them just be kids. I love seeing them develop and grow as they learn so many new skills so quickly.
  2. I am compassionate. I believe this comes from my Granny Thelma. She was one of the most compassionate people I have ever know. Add to that, we spent a year in LaPaz, Bolivia when I was little that impacted my life greatly. I never forgot the poverty or sadness in people's eyes.
  3. I forgive easily. I learned long ago that unforgiveness can hurt you physically, emotionally and spiritually. I learned that forgiveness isn't about saying what the other person did was okay but it is giving you freedom. It is taking the power from the person that hurt you away from that person, at least where the pain is concerned. They can't hurt you with what they did to you if it no longer caused you pain because you have let go and given all of it to God. Forgiveness isn't about the person that hurt you, but about freedom from that person and the pain.

Sunday, March 19, 2017

Day 5 My "guilty" pleasure


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Well, I don't feel guilty about it at all and it isn't terrible. I guess if I had to pick one it would be my international coffee french vanilla creamer. I use more than the "recommended" serving...LOL.  So that is my biggest splurge each day. I no longer drink sodas. I don't eat a lot of sweets and rarely eat junk anymore so that would be it.  I love my coffee with a LOT of creamer.  YUMMY.

Saturday, March 18, 2017

Day 4--Earliest childhood memory


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The light filters softly into a dark room from a doorway. It is a soft light. There is a soft creaking sound as I gently float back and forth.  I hear the melody of my mother's voice singing in the night.  I am wrapped in a fuzzy pink blanket and I feel safe and warm.  I hear the sound of her breath and voice and the creaking of that old rocking chair and I feel safe and warm. She brushes her fingers softly across my forehead and cheek, soothing me, willing me to sleep. I keep watching her face holding on to wakefulness and the light...just to stay in this feeling....I feel so safe and warm.

That is my first memory. I remember it. I remember the color of the blanket and I was too young to know the colors. I asked my mother about this memory and described how the light came from the right of me and where the rocking chair was sitting based on the door and the light. She said I had to be less than a year old. My mother always sang the same few songs to us when she rocked us to sleep. Faith filled songs of love. In The Garden, Abide With Me, Rock of Ages and a few more.  The one I remember most is In The Garden
:" I come to the garden alone, while the dew is still on the roses and the voice I hear falling on my ear the Son of God discloses and He walks with me and He talks with me and He tells me I am His own and the joy we share as we tarry there, none other has ever known....

That song, that song still moves me and in my mind, I always hear it in my Mama's voice. I sang it to my own kids.  I sing it at work when rocking a restless baby to sleep. It is most likely my favorite song in all the world.

The blanket I remember was heavy and fuzzy. To this day I love the feeling of a heavy blanket when I am cold or just needing some comfort. Now I outgrew the need to be rocked, LOL and I don't particularly like creaking sounds but back then..that sound was like listening to crickets on a summer night.

My mother did not tell me this memory. I asked her about it after I was a grown up. She was so surprised. I think sometimes a memory can be so profound and so special it imprints on your soul and heart in a way that other memories do not.  I will always treasure this first memory.