When Selling A House...

Women, remember to put away all your bras. Don't leave them hanging in the laundry room. It causes my boys to make such comments like, "Look, Mamma, there's some ice cream cones like yours!"

T is For....

Touchdown Tuesday!!!!!

This week at school, the boys are studying the letter T. So in honor of the letter T, they are having Touchdown Tuesday today. They got to wear their favorite sports attire. And of course, we had exactly what was needed...their Crimson Tide football jersey. They wanted to wear the whole uniform...pants, shoulder pads, helmet but after a little convincing that the jersey was cool enough, they left as proud Roll Tide fans. I don't know who was prouder...JB or the boys. JB said that he just might shed a tear leaving them at school this morning.

Faithful Friends

Motivation

Yes, I am lacking in the world of blog. I post more about my day and feelings on Facebook and forget that there are some of my readers who don't "do" Facebook. As my mother would remind me..."There are some of us from the lipstick age...not the Facebook age".

I recently posted on Facebook that I had been getting up at 5:30am to go workout. And today was my 4th day in a row to do this. I was asked by a friend, "what's your motivation?"

So my motivationS...notice the capital 'S' are:

My clothes are too tight. I can't afford a whole new wardrobe nor do I personally want to spend more money on clothes that are bigger. I would much rather spend money on clothes that are smaller in size.

I am paying for the gym, so again, I don't want to personally waste our money.

I tried to go at night. I found myself making more excuses not to go and really just couldn't always find the time. And the few times I went, I wasn't at my peak performance for exercising. So my exercising wouldn't be with much effort.

I have been dragging throughout the day. I know from experience that when I have exercised in the past, I have generally felt better throughout the day.

And most of all, I weigh the most I have ever weighed in my life. Not to make excuses, some of the weight gain is definitely from poor eating habits and lack of exercising, but after having twins and having Hypothyroidism, I can't live the lifestyle of eating what I want, when I want it and how much I want...like I used to. I have to practice better portion control, better eating habits, and better exercising habits in order to loose and maintain a healthy weight for my age and height.

I don't know about other Stay-At-Home-Moms but since staying home, I have developed the habit of snacking. Watching TV with my boys, sitting in front of my computer designing monogram orders, sitting in front of my monogram machines...it's just become a habit to snack on something.

So not only am I trying to get into the habit of an early morning workout, I am also trying to curb other unhealthy habits that I have developed along the way.

I know some of you that have read this, knows this is not the first time I have blogged such great intentions. So, once again...I am attempting a lifestyle change to a healthier one. And again...we will see how much will power and discipline I have.

Dirty and Sweaty

The other day when I picked the boys up from school, I tried to get some conversation out of them about their day. It's kinda hard with boys. They aren't "detailed" kinda humans.

But this particular day, I asked them what was their favorite activity at school.

CB's reply: "To get dirty and sweaty". Well, he had the evidence to prove it. And this picture just doesn't do it justice. He was sweaty and dirty from head to toes. Not to mention you can tell (in his eyes) how tired and worn out he was from getting "dirty and sweaty".

Poor, Bob

I got this email the other day. It's 1 of several that I get. Some stating that I've won the lottery, some stating that I have some long-lost relative in Africa that has left me money and in order to receive it I need to send them listed information.

However, I thought this was a little different. I've never received one with this specific request. But I sure hate it for Bob. If he's expecting me to bail him out, he'll be spending the rest of his life in the UK.

Sorry, Bob...you better start making some friends over there and I just couldn't keep this a secret like you requested. In fact, this may help. Maybe someone will recognize who you are and help you...but that someone will not be me.

"How are you doing; How's work on your end? This has had to come in a hurry and it has left me in a devastating state. I am in some terrible situation right now and I'm really going to need your urgent help. I am presently stranded in the UK.!!! Unannounced, I came to London for an international conference but unfortunately for me i got robbed in the Hotel . I booked in and they made away with my Luggage (which included my cash, diaries,credit card & some other valuables). I didn't bring my cellphone here since I did not get to roam it before coming over. I am so confused right now because i don't know what to do or where to go, So all I can do now is pay cash and get out of here quickly. I do not want to make a scene of this which is why I did not call the office or my house,this is embarrassing enough. Please I want you to lend me a sum of $2000, just to clear my Hotel bills and get the next plane home. The Embassy only cleared me of my traveling documents and ticketing since I came in as a tourist and not on official purpose. I shall have your money reimbursed immediately on my return. Looking forward to positive response. Please keep things quiet for now. I NEED YOUR HELP AS SOON AS POSSIBLE!!!!!!!!!"

Thanks,
Bob M.

You know, this situation sounds like one that our politicians find themselves in.

Today

Today was "Grandparent's Day" at the boys' school. Since none of the grandparents could make it, I went to represent. I didn't know about it til the day before. We were gone last week so we were behind on school events. The grandparents were invited to eat do-nuts with their grandchildren and then watched the children perform a few songs in the fellowship hall. (I haven't posted about their school yet, but it is to come).

There were some grandparents sitting behind me that kept commenting on my boys. "They are so cute and well behaved. I think they are "So and So's" grandchildren. I can't believe they are not here to see them. And I don't see their mother either. I guess she went back to work. But they would have told me. I'll just have to call her when we get home and tell her that we saw her grandchildren perform today. I obviously need to catch up with her anyway." I didn't even turn around and tell them any differently. I just sat there and tried to keep from laughing. I would have loved to hear that phone conversation. (word gets around in a small-small town)

Took the boys to get haircuts at "The Butcher Shop". Yes, you read right. I thought JB was kidding or had it confused when he told me that's what was recommended. Not exactly what I would name a place for haircuts, but they boys loved it. Oh, and BB got his haircut by Edward...I didn't ask if his last name was scissorhands. The owner's little dog, Buzz, runs around. It at least kept their minds occupied as their hair was getting "butchered".

Came home and monogrammed a bib. Organized 5 orders to be mailed.

Baked cookies for Ms JoAnn. She's the only employee at the post office I use to mail all my orders. The boys love to go to see her and she loves to see them. She's a grandmother...that explains why.

Went to Office Max to pick up some envelopes for orders to be mailed.

Made it to the post office to mail orders and deliver cookies by 4:00.

Until next time,