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by Michelle Filed Under: Life Leave a Comment
What is it about this place that makes one lose all financial control? Of course I’m not talking about me, personally. Though my husband might disagree (at times).
But let’s be honest. You walk thru the door, confident that you will stick to that shopping list that you spent all of 5 minutes compiling and telling yourself, I will NOT purchase anything not on this list. Gameface.
So, how’d you do?
Was it the HotSpot that first threw you off your game? I’ve been there, I understand. You can tell me.
Or, if you managed to steer your little red and grey cart past the HotSpot, where did you give in? The clothes, the accessories, the SHOES? Electronics? or the baby section? For me, it would be the baby section. The clothes are so stinking adorable! Or the Home section. Or right now, in this warm, get outside and enjoy the weather, the Outdoor Living section!!! Ugh.
Are you like me, when you know you have the time…you just peruse? Mindlessly wandering and thinking about all the things that you could do with this, and that would look so great in this room and “I need this”!!! And then you get to the register and wait, how did that get in there? and this? someone has taken over your arms and loaded your cart with all these things that were NOT on your list!!!!
Today I went to target. The HotSpot sucked me in. Then I opened my Cartwheel app and had the, “oh, yeah, I do need this.” and “Let me look for that thing that I was thinking about the other day” moment. Massive fail on sticking to the list.
How do you do when going to Target? If you always stick to your list, how do you do it?
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I’ve decided to dub the 6ish to 7ish hour as “The Miracle Hour”.
It was an absolute, pure miracle tonight that 1. we even made it into the kitchen to 2. put together a delicious and nutritious (rhyme!), amazing meal that we 3. thoroughly enjoyed…TOGETHER at.the.diningroomtable.
Anyone else hear what I’m sayin’, smell what I’m cookin’? Yes?
I can hear some wonderful Baptist out there saying, “AMEN!”.
My friends that have at least one child are the ones shaking their heads and empathizing with me. For you, my precious single friends, you with your happy hours and cocktails in peace and (boring!) quiet, keep reading. Life doesn’t get any better than when you throw an energized (and where does he get all this energy anyway?!), on the verge of crazed, toddler into your dinner mix.
I’ll set the scene for you visual learners: I was trying a new recipe I’d found in Real Simple (snipped from January 2012‘s copy no less)…Shrimp Lo Mein. It looked and sounded delish. I went to the store Sunday afternoon and grabbed most of the ingredients and then ran by Publix on my lunch break today to snag the 1.5 lbs of beautiful shrimp.
Normal routine after work: pick up the kid (it’s a term of endearment), get home, check the mail, play with the kid and dog and then go inside. First mistake. The kid loooovvvvesss to be outside. Loves it like I love shrimp. So when I picked him up, offered to let him keep the glorious stick he’d found, the drama took over. {pep talk: we can do this!}. We made it inside and proceeded to both feed the kid and start our delicious dinner. In the midst of peeling RAW shrimp, the kid decides to have a meltdown…I laugh at him. He thinks I’m funny! So the crazy-eyed laughter takes over both of us…but hey, the shrimp is getting peeled and he’s still in his highchair laughing at me. Daddy calls…speaker phone is another miracle. He’s half way home (I praise you, Jesus)…that means I have about 5-10 minutes of my (loony-toon) son to entertain while I continue to try to put together this meal before it all burns to a brownish black crisp! Still peeling (it was 1.5 lbs!), the kid loses it all over again. Wash hands, get kid out…he discovers the mac n cheese he’d thrown on the floor and decides he wants to spear it with the blunt fork he’s got a death-grip on. Great. Keep cooking. He yells at me. I have no idea what he’s saying, so I say in return, “Really? Where’s Daddy? Is he at the door?” He starts walking to the back door (my kid is a genius but that’s a different post for a later date). Daddy IS home! Another praise. Dinner is ready (how did I manage to do this?!). Plate the food, bowl-up the salad and sit down as fast as you can!! Go! GO! GOOO!!!
Sigh. Breathe. First bite. Ahhhhhh.
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*Disclaimer, one of the names has been changed to protect the innocent :)*
Tonight I went to see “Moms’ Night Out” with two work friends. It was hilarious and I recommend all mom-friends out there to go see this movie. You will laugh, cry (at least tear up a little!) and hopefully learn a valuable lesson.
But that’s not what this post is about. Back to the subject…I went to dinner and a movie with these two great gals and after the movie we parted ways to go back to our respective homes, husbands and kid(s). I had a ~15 minute drive, which meant, the windows rolled down and the music turned up….way up. Like as far as it would go, loud. (And I wanted it to go farther b/c the wind created too much other noise!)
Side note, I love music, the fast, fun and great-beat kind of music. Annnd, flashback to college when a fabulous friend, we’ll call her “Lucy” because aren’t all females called Lucy when you want to keep their real name a secret? Ok, so Lucy and I met and instantly became great friends. Similar upbringing, similar family structure, wait, I might be giving her away. Lucy and I used to go out dancing. It’s what we did on Thursday nights in the small town where we attended college. We had a great time just dancing and being girls.
Sorry, back to the story. So there I was, driving home, listening to whatever was playing on the radio. I think I was on a Country station first, oh yes. Keith Urban was singing about strummin on his 6 string and it was great. Then I got off at my exit, changed the station for something else and it came on. “Timber”. I’ll give you the vintage version, mainly because I would like to keep this family friendly and somehow this version isn’t quite as um, offensive? “Timber” Vintage. But it took me back. Even though this song wasn’t around when Lucy and I were tearing up the dance floor in that small town, I could see us out there having a blast, not caring about a soul. Doing our thing and loving life. Tonight I was loving life in my SUV, with the windows down and the music blaring. Singing the chorus at the top of my lungs (it’s the only part I know except the beginning: these biggity boys are diggity dawgs) and thankful for this wonderful life I’ve been given.
Thanks also to Lucy, who’s still one of my greatest and best friends…and I have a feeling, that if we’re ever together when “Timber” comes on, we’ll be tearing up a dance floor somewhere.
by Michelle Filed Under: Being a Mom, Life 2 Comments
Today is a special day for females all over…it’s Mother’s Day. But it’s not just a day for the women who have someone that call them “Mom”. It’s for any woman who has poured into the life of a child, teenager, college student, young adult or other.
I was thinking of my own mom this morning…here’s a picture from my wedding day.
I love how this picture was captured (besides my hump-back train), with my mom standing in the near distance, but perfectly placed in the mirror’s reflection.
My mom has been an amazing Godly influence on my life…I can hear all of the things she used to remind me of as a child growing up. Many of those things I will tell my own children. Maybe not the “because I said so”…. But there is a lot she told me and taught me that will stick with me for many years.
There’s a saying, it takes a village to raise a child. It takes family, friends and a lot of people who care about you as a parent and your child(ren). I was pondering listing out all the women who have had influence on me, but when I started naming them out, and foolishly thought I could count them on all 10 fingers and toes, I needed an army’s worth of fingers and toes to be able to count them (and remember?) them all.
Undoubtedly, I would forget someone. So, the list isn’t going to be posted. But to my friends who may be the same age or many years the wiser, you who have guided and loved me over the last 34 years of life, I thank you. Be encouraged that if you love, and in grace, tell others what they need to hear, someone is being changed; maybe not right this moment, but someone is being changed.
Wishing you a blessed Mother’s Day!
Proverbs 31:26: She speaks with wisdom, and faithful instruction is on her tongue.
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I’ve wanted to blog for a while now. The other day I was looking at a new blog I’d found and once again I had that Julie from “Julie and Julia” moment, “I have thoughts!”. But what would I, a full-time working wife and mom (am I not already overwhelmed?!) blog about? Who am I kidding? There are so many options! Here are some I considered (but maybe not rationally…):
I could blog about the nuts I work with on a daily basis…this was the first consideration, but I’d have to be anonymous in my writing and change names to protect the um, innocent. And then I pondered, is that what people want to read about? Possibly. It could easily provide someone a great, from the gut, belly laugh and some much needed comic relief during their day.
Or, I could write about the conversations I have with my husband and 12+ mo. old son, and the chaos the ensues around 6:45am every day. But then, that’s not entirely entertaining either. There would certainly be several posts about why is it a surprise that every morning when we get him out of his crib it’s a complete surprise (and not a good one) that he has to get a new diaper? And why are you still sitting there and where are his shoes?!
Why not write about the house projects that my handy husband and I have started, worked on (tirelessly!) and completed (well, most of them) over the last 3+ years of marriage? That could work. But then there are tons of blogs about home improvement projects (Young House Love is an absolute fave!). I could even include the current projects: creating a “big boy room” for our almost 13 month old son (he’s not really a big boy yet), since his sister is due in early September. She’ll take over the nursery, which will HAVE to be updated with PINK!! So, I could write about a big boy room, a new pink nursery, or tell you all about our dining room re-do, which still needs a little TLC in the way of accessories and tying colors and patterns together.
The last thing I really considered was outdoor living. I love being outside, there’s just something about being in God’s beautiful creation that just makes me feel refreshed, energized and at peace. Even tonight, my husband and I sat outside on the patio after stringing up some fabulous copper lanterns we’d gotten last year at Target on clearance and enjoyed reading our magazines (mine->HGTV Magazine, his->Entrepreneur) and chatting about ideas we had for our backyard. We’ve only been in our home since July of last year, and with a newborn, not much was happening last year in the way of improvements, especially outside since it’s sort of my domain. Some ladies claim the kitchen, I claim the yard….or at least the flowers, plants and overall “look” of the space.
So there we are…all of the things I could write about, so what will I write about? Not sure yet, you’ll just have to wait and see.
Thanks for stopping by.