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September is Just the Start


Of This Crazy Train

In my last blog post, I said, “My calendar really is already booked.  It’s very stressful.  I’m not even kidding. ” And I wasn’t kidding in any way shape or form.  September is halfway over.  But that just means that I’m getting into my busy season.  I halfway want to screenshot my calendar to show just how busy I am.  And my kids don’t even do sports.  I really don’t know how the mom’s whose babies are in sports do it.

Between Cub scouts, girl scouts, band, school, church and the random birthday parties we stay busy.  I have ten points on my to-do list every single day.  Now to not make myself sound all “oh woe is me” a lot of those to do list points is cleaning things, that I sometimes don’t do.  But should.  It’s a lot of things that just have to be done, no matter how un-fun it is.

I’m glad the birthday parties are over.  Though the backlash from the drama from them is far from over I fear.  But that is another post altogether, one I don’t think I have “in” me to make.  But from now until November, honestly not until January, do I have a free weekend.  Every weekend has something on the schedule that needs to be done.  A lot of it is FUN stuff.

We have the church play, birthday parties, girl scout events, bridal showers, trips to Orlando, weddings, parties, and those are just the things off the top of my mind.

So while I’m stressed about the business of our lives.  I’m excited to be doing and whatnot.  Not just sitting on my couch eating bonbons.  Though I’m good at that too.

for now.

that is all.














The End to Summer

Not Really, but Close to It.

August has started, so that means while it’s still warm, sunny and summer.  The school year is around the bend and that brings an end to summer. But that doesn’t mean the fun is ending.

I want to report how great summer has been.  But I can’t it’s been dramatic and hot.  Also exhausting.  I can’t remember a summer break that has been this exhausting.  I have a four-page google document cataloging the dramatic part of the summer. The fallout is still ongoing from it as well.  And yes I’m being vague.  I’m sorry about that.  But I really can’t make this blog post all about that.  But this summer is one I’m okay with it ending.

There has been some really good moment in it as well.  Traveling to Wilmington, NC to see my best friend marry the love of her life was one of those moments. Seeing her so happy was a joy.  Seeing my girl friends for the first time in WAY too long was equally amazing.

Hocking Hills trip was awesome.  That trip was rough.  Won’t lie, physically that was the hardest trip this summer. The hiking, canoeing, heat, and sleeping on a crappy air mattress.  It was beautiful and amazing.

Florida was hot and sticky.  The beach was wonderful. That’s all I have to say about that.

Leaving Florida took us to Chattanooga TN (because my parents are amazing; they helped me so much) and that was a fun trip.  My kids and I got to ride the incline and see some fun sites.  But the long trip was exhausting and it took about a week or so to even out back into a routine.  I swear I was so sick after that whole week of being so hot and sun burned.  Plus I threw my back out while in Pigeon Forge.  So it took a bit to recover from that.

Summer was overall good.  Got a ton of housework done.  Cleaned and cleaned and cleaned.   Not that it seems to matter, living in a house with five people means a perpetual state of mess.  There is always at least one room that needs something done in it.  But this is life, and I try really hard to not let it bother me.  I mean there is a constant nag at me like I need to have a PERFECT house.  But I also had fifteen minutes with my son this morning.  Sitting on the stoop, waiting for the bus, hearing about his day.  No amount of clean dishes is worth that.   I rather spend time with my kiddos then with my hands busy folding laundry.

Here lately, I’ve tried to include them with my housework.  But still.  Kiddos trump perfect house.  I’m trying to remind myself of that.

The school year has officially started now.  Things are thrown up in the air and I’m trying to make them all land in a way that doesn’t make anyone crazy.  So now onto the Fall (which doesn’t really start for a month, but whatever.) I really am looking forward to beautiful days.  But I’m also really concerned because the way it looks is that I won’t have a free moment until November.  Every weekend seems to be already booked.

My calendar really is already booked.  It’s very stressful.  I’m not even kidding.  But alas, this is life with three kids and very busy schedules.

So here is my final parting line with this blog.  I’m a busy girl.  I’m trying really hard to keep my head on straight.  Life is good.

I really would encourage everyone to make apologies when you are wrong. Be kind to others.  Do your best to be good.















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…and Blogs


I’ve been trying to blog for like three day now.   I want to tell about my vacation, my summer, what’s been going on in my life for the last few months.  But the truth is, every time I try to start this.  I just get into a jumble and delete the whole thing.

So, take 1028030282 here we go.  Maybe this one will stick.


The first of June was crazy and hectic.  We ended school in May, immediately traveled to see my BFF, Jen, get married to the man she loves.  It was a beautiful night and a good time.  The travel was hard on the kids, but it worked.  When June started on Thursday, I’m pretty sure that I was in bed sick.  After getting back I was almost flu-ish, but it was just a rough cold.     Anyway the first full week of June, was Haylie’s room, which I told you all about in a previous blog post, Thing We Do.   The next week of June was a mess.  Here I was trying to get caught back up with the normal house work that I had postponed for my daughter’s room.  (PS as of today, Haylie’s room is still very tidy and organized.  So I’m proud of her and that work was well worth it. ) When I was trying to pack because that Thursday we were leaving.  AND the second full week of June was Twilight Camp.  So cleaning, taking my kid to camp, and packing left for a very stressed out and busy Maciena.

Thursday we left for camping.   The whole kit and kaboodle family were going. Mean 13 people in four trucks one pulling a camper left from the local Kroger parking lot to go to Hocking Hills, Ohio.  The drive was long, but not terribly so.  It was so manageable.  Once we got to the camp ground we were staying at it was time to set up camp.  Let me tell Ya, I had not been camping in YEARS.  I really don’t know the last time I was actually in a tent, sleeping on the ground.  But even though I’m pretty sure I took about 10 years off my life with all the physical activity I did.  Five-mile hike,  three-hour canoeing trip, and two nights of swimming in the lake.  I was more active in that four days than I have been in a while.  I hated it. But I loved it.  It was so pretty up there. But it was also so hot.  I don’t know how anyone survives the outdoors.  It’s gorgeous and worth it but so hard on the body.  That when I got home, I was basically a veggie for two days.  I just sat and chilled.  Seriously it was beautiful and amazing, but it was so good to do nothing.

The next week in June, I was supposed to start the next phase of cleaning projects, in particular being the family room. Let’s just say that it didn’t work out.  I did do work in the kitchen.  I emptied out my blue drawers that hold all my storage containers.  Cleaned them, organized them and recycled broken containers or one that was missing a lid.  It was a long day of work, but worth it.  There is a ton of projects that were just ignored during the last days of June.  But things were also done.  Like I started cataloging all my movies and books.   That is still an ongoing process.   But I’m so proud that of what I’ve cataloged.

The very last week of June was VBS.  And quite frankly it was fun but subdued.  Normally we have hundreds of kids, this year we had a much smaller group.  It was easier to manage, but still, it was the loud ruckus that it is normal.  But I have to say that I’m happy that we had it.   It was a good week.  Lucas was a pain in the butt the first night, he didn’t want to be a part of his group.  I’m not even sure why.  It was Randy’s first year, and he was no way perfect, but I think overall he was good.  It was a good year.



The second month of summer was a much more of the same.  Granted it this month isn’t over, but still.  The first week was spent cleaning, cataloging and dealing with kiddos.  The 4th of July was fun.  Per our tradition, we went to the Jones’ farm and watched a big boom.  I’m not talking fireworks either.  They blew up a car and it was perfect.  PERFECT.  I love watching the destructed of a dead car by gun fire and explosives.  I’m just saying.

The next week of July was spent with traveling.  The kids and hit the interstate at 5 am with the in-laws. We went to Ocala, Florida, spend a few days hanging out at the in-law’s house.  Then Thursday we went to Daytona Beach.  My kids were so happy in the water.  Lucas was super brave, he learned how to jump the waves as the crashed in and was having so much fun.  Randy would run into the water but was having a blast in the sand too. Haylie just wanted to be in the deep, until she got there but was seriously having fun with her cousins.  I ended up roasted and looked much like a red coke can.  It was not pleasant. The burn was painful.  Especially since I was in a car, driving to Chattanooga TN.  Once I made it to Chattanooga.  It was very late and sleep was all I really wanted.  It wasn’t a good night sleep due to the burn.  But it was perfect enough, cause I was TIRED.

In Chattanooga, the kids and I along with my parents did the incline there, and it was amazing.  I hadn’t done it since I was a kid and to see my kids light up at it was fairly awesome.  Lunch happened, then we headed to Pigeon Forge, TN.  Got another hotel room.  Between the burn, the exhaustion, and the lack of eating properly for a few days, I was sick to my stomach.  Potato soup was my best friend that night.  It helped so much.  That night we went to the hotel pool, and the kids once again showed me how brave they are.  Randy and Lucas (with proper flotation devices) was jumping into the five feet deep end.  They are water babies.  When it was time to get out the pool and go to bed, they were not happy, but tired enough that they passed out rather quickly that night.

After breakfast, the next day the kids and I headed home.  At some point on Saturday, I did something to my back.  It was bad.  So bad that it’s had me flat on my back since then.  I’ve been to the chiropractor every day since Monday.  Today is the first day I’ve really felt normal as far as my body.  Which is good.  I just hope it sticks.   The pain that comes from not being able to move is intolerable.

July is almost over and things are frozen for me until my back gets better.  So I’m hoping that happens soon.  Like really soon.  Because I still have bazillion things that I want to do and get done before school starts for my kiddos.  Things to get done for school.  Amongst other things, I have to get my daughter a band instrument.  So there are a lot of things that need to happen. But whatever.


Looking Ahead

In the next few months, I can expect my kids to start school again.   Get my house back in order.  And get back in shape.  I hate being so out of shape.  But that has been my summer for the most part.  Now it’s just a matter of surviving until fall.


That is all.

Independence Day

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Happy 4th of July!
Happy Independence Day
Happy Celebration of National Freedom!



The Things We Do

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For our Children

School ended a week ago, and I went on an awesome whirlwind of a trip, which I should totally blog about, but anyhoo.  But Monday was the first day of a full week off school.  That wasn’t involved in travel plans.  So because I don’t think my daughter has had a completely cleaned room since 2014, I decided that had to be corrected.

Monday we woke up early and started.  I didn’t even take before pictures, quite frankly, those would have completely embarrassed me. So I took a snap after we had moved her bed out of the room. 

You can see how bad it was.  I mean over the years she’s clean it, vacuum it, put away her clothes.  It wasn’t’ like a cesspool of gross nasty things. But things dump. There were pens and pencils, game pieces, ponytail holders, notepads, and toys scattered about her room.   Her room has never been the priority, due to the closing door, to keep prying eyes out.  So.  It always resided at the very bottom of my to-do list.  )I know, Bad Mommy.(

So we completely emptied it.  Every single item she owned came out of the bedroom.  Making it the hot spot for play in the house.   Oh, my children ran circles in the freedom of the empty room.  They preferred it to the huge backyard they have, weirdos.


Once the room was empty, she and I got spray and towels and cleaned the walls, touched up paint and used the dust mop in all the corners and nooks.  Washed the window.  Got a new curtain, (well a friend is fixing it for me).  We made sure that it was clean.  Then she vacuumed.  Then I vacuumed.  She vacuumed again.  Then I vacuumed again.   Then the Rug Doctor came into the room.  It took 16-18 gallons of water through the machine, but we got that carpet nice and shiny.  It was laid in the house new in 2013 and only vacuumed to this point.  But this isn’t the highly trafficked room that other rooms are.  She mostly crashes in here at night.  Though I don’t blame her, whenever she walks into her room, two brothers follow her.


You might ask, where all her stuff when while we made her room sparkling clean.  …..

My living room took the hit.  It wasn’t pretty.  Or really walkable.  But we dealt with it for a day and a half.  


Once her carpet was dry, and I had a good night’s sleep we started sorting through her things.  Dividing them into sections: keep, trash, yard sale, or relocate.  And slowly but surely we got her belongings back where they belonged.  Bagged the trashed.  Boxed the yard sale stuff, ps I’m having a yard sale really soon.  And put the toys that are no longer allowed in her big girl room, into the play room.  I don’t think she and I have purged her stuff in a long time.  We purged a bit in our big move in 2013, but that was four years ago. 

Now her room is basically finished.  We have to finish weeding out clothes miss, I’m all legs, has outgrown.   We also need to add her bookshelf and books back into her room.  Hang her photos and posters.  But mostly it’s done.  I have whined a lot about her this week.  She’s been thoroughly frustrated with me.  But it’s been a good hard week.  Now that we are at the end of it.  I’m really proud of all her hard work.  She hasn’t really had a break yet.  School ended, travel and now this.  For her summer really hasn’t started.  But I’m so glad that she worked so hard.

She’s growing so fast, that I’m hoping she’s going to learn how to take pride in her space, and that I never have to do this again.  But that normally only truly comes with age.  I’m really proud of her and can’t wait to see who she’ll become and what she’ll do.  But I’m not in too much of a hurry.  For now…


…that is all.

Getting Started

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With New Habits


This is gonna be a short entry.  Because quite frankly I don’t have a ton of time to lollygag on this post.  In fact, right now I should be posting a devotional on my sister blog, Journey of Faith.  (check it out in a few minutes) But I have to post because well, I am who I am, and I’m a posting Sam I am.  (hehe)

I’m in a good mood, even though my body is screaming at me.   For months, and I mean since March, I’ve been writing on my to-do list, to start running.  This was something that I did back when I lived in Bowling Green.  On Tuesday and Thursday before my class, after dropping Haylie off, I’d run this road that was behind our apartment building.  It didn’t last long because I soon discovered I was pregnant with Lucas and was so sick, I couldn’t even walk it.


Anyway, the point is, today I finally got off my 40-pound butt (that is an inside joke, sorry) and ran this morning.  I was breathing so heavy and my legs are aching, but I did it.   I didn’t do good at all, .52 miles in 8 minutes.  And most of that was just at a fast walking pace, but the point is, I did it.  I didn’t just think about it.  Which for me, is the biggest part.

  • Yes, I want to get in shape.
  • Yes, I want to shed some weight.
  • Yes, I want to be more active in my life.
  • Yes, I want to be able to participate in a 5 k.

But today, I did something.

And for me right now that is the most important things.




Now the plan is every morning that I put kiddo #2 on the bus for the summer program, I’m going to go for a run.  Hopefully, by the time the summer program is over, it will be a habit and easier to do.


For now,


….that is all.

Feeling Glum

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A Bit Down and Out


If I’m being honest with myself, here lately I’ve been feeling like I’ve been in a rut.  It’s been on and off since the beginning of the new year. January was not pleasant.  February was better, but March has been an emotional low for me.  This low wasn’t a depression, just a lack of willpower.  I didn’t do really anything other than what was expected of me.  I’ve been sick and with the topsy-turvy weather, I just haven’t felt like me.

I’m sure I’m not the only one that the weather has played this game with.  But I know for one, I’m sick of it.  There isn’t a ton I can do about it.  Since the weather is as the weather does.  But I’m over it.  I’m praying that since we are now in April the cold will stop a bit.  But I’m so tired of feeling so low.

March is officially over, dead, gone, unlikely to return in this year.  I’m letting that down and out, low, gross feeling die with it.  Mind over matter isn’t that the saying.

As March fades from our minds so will the laziness feeling that has crept over my body.  The lack of work, that has been plaguing me, will dissipate. I will be able to finally do my blog work, my columns, my coloring books.  The things I call work that give me joy.  The books I’ve left unread will be read this month.   I’m done succumbing to my emotions, my feelings.  I’m stronger than this.   I’m done.

Tomorrow is April 3rd.  The first Monday of the month.  And I’m shaking the dust off, and starting a new path.  It’s the only way to not waste this next month.  The only way to get myself back to the point where I want to be.  The only way to get my head un-fuzzed.  It really is the only way.  I have to shake myself and find myself again.  To stop being so glum.


That is the plan.  Now I only hope that I can hold true to the words I’ve placed down.  Because as we all know plans have a way of going sideways.  So we shall see.


and for now.


That is all.