No Good Very Bad Morning(s)

Every single damn weekday morning in my house is so exhausting. Monday thru Friday I wake up in a mostly pleasent mood and start the day. I get the house ready, pack lunches, and get clothes ready to go. Then Kelly or I wake up Olivia- oh the dreded wake up. Mostly it doesn't feel dreded. You forget what shes like because we are excited to say "rise and shine! Good morning!" to her. Then she sits up rubs her eyes and it is all down hill from there.

Olivia is not a morning person and she brings everyone down in her grumpy wake of destruction. It seems to always start with her lovely greeting of "oh no I didn't wake up in time to play!" follwed by a angry grumpy march to the bathroom and then complaints on anything from the weather to what she doesn't want to see on the breakfast table that morning.

You see we wake Olivia up at 8am to get ready for school. There are rare occassional mornings were she will wake up on her own at 7:15 or 7:30 and then she will get some quiet playtime in her room in the mornings which she enjoys very much. I know this because every morning I seem to only be greeted with her dissapointment in not having time to play.

This continues on in this grumpy spiral until after breakfast where we have to argue about every bite, the discomfort of her outfit, her dislike for not having gym everyday, her anger at not being able to take toys in her backpack, and her just general dislike for everyone that is not her.

I only seem to get a break from her grumpy mess of an attitude after breakfast is done and over with and I can dismiss her to the playroom for a good 15 minutes before the school bus arrives. You see she does get playtime before school, we just have to go through a lot to get there.

So needless to say I'm tired. I'm drained from the morning routine. It is another reason I love the weekends and mornings the girls can sleep until 9 because they wake up on their own very happy.

Today is the last day of the 2011-2012 school year and I am so ready for summer! I am so ready to leave behind grumpy mornings for a few months and start my day on a more positive note.

****we have tried alarm clocks to take away from us waking her up and getting the beloved grumpy greeting, but it only worked for a short time. She quickly figured out she could leave her room to hunt us down with her grumpiness.

So What! Wednesday

I am linking up with Shannon again for another week of So What! Wednesday. This week I'm saying so what if . . .

-I got a pedicure and totally did not shave my legs before (like several days of not shaving). My luck a man did my pedi- I'm just thankful he wore gloves. Which now that I'm thinking about it does not seem like a normal practice. I guess he also did not want to touch my hairy legs.


-I would like to murder the birds that sing outside my window at 5am! Can they not wait until like 7 am or better yet sing umm never!


-I haven't done laundry in like a long while, so G has run out of clean underwear. I have resorted to putting her in her clean size 4-5 panties that I never remembered to throw away.

-I have resorted to stalking the Internet for all blogs, articles, comments on anything related to the Grey trilogy. It's sick. Good news is I can feel the addiction getting better. I just don't know what to read next and I fear The Hunger Games is NOT for me. Any suggestions?

-I keep resorting to ordering take out or going out because I fail to go to the grocery store.

-I haven't printed or updated any family photos since December.


I could go on, but I decided to stop- my life feels like it has completely fallen apart since taking the babysitting gig 10 months ago. I must say that while I really feel "So What!" to these 6 items, I am feeling like I am failing at my domestic life as of late, but who am I kidding the laundry and grocery break is blissful- except in moments where I'm scouring the pantry for creative snacks and lunches. If I make it through these next 5 days and my house is still falling down I guess I can admit that I am NOT a domestic Goddess and I was fooling my husband in the beginning. We shall see . . .

Happy hump day!!!



****Apparently "resorted" is my word of the day since I used in like a million times in this post.

Crack Brownies? {Recipe}

I hope you all had a great Memorial Day weekend! Ours was jam packed with all sorts of things and now I am completely exhausted and full. I did have a chance to try a new brownie recipe over the weekend. I was inspired after visiting a blog. Even though I'm not a huge chocolate fan, I do love me some brownies, so I thought what the hell I will try it. I sent Kelly to the store and was not specific on things, so I ended up with slightly different ingredients.

I am not 100% sure how I feel about this recipe yet. I got good reviews, but I myself am not sure it is worthy of the title "crack brownies". Ya know, Mr. Grey is kind of like my crack right now, so I feel like these didn't quite hit the spot, but I will be trying it again with different chocolate and a different brownie batter- possibly home made next time?

I wanted to stop by and share it all with you- if you happen to try it and think it's amazing let me know what you put in it so I can try.

Here are the steps:

1 Box of Brownie Mix

2 Large Bars of Chocolate (any flavor)

Prepare the brownie mix as directed on the box

Pour 1/2 of the brownie mix in the baking container

Place the bars of chocolate on top of the brownie mix covering the top

After the layer of chocolate bars then pour the rest of the brownie mix on top

Bake as directed on the brownie box, but you might need to add an additional 10 minutes.

{I found the adding 10 minutes cooked the center perfectly, but made the edges a little hard}

{I personally like to put powdered sugar on the finished products but it is a choice}

Remove from the oven, cool, and enjoy!

***** This is my first time placing a recipe on my blog- I have vowed to my family that this summer I will be trying one new recipe a week from Pintrest or anywhere else that offers something I have yet to try. I am mostly going to stick to dinners instead of desert, but this is the first recipe and I will be back for more in the near future.

Too Bad . . .

Too bad I don’t like sports. With all the coverage they have you would think it would be right up my reality junkie alley. I mean there is a countdown to the game, a pre-show, the game, a post show, news conference, and then they talk about what happened for like 70 days! Man alive- sometimes I wish my husband didn’t enjoy every damn sports program out there. Like for real, there isn’t a season with a sport he doesn’t like. If golf is on I know it’s nap time, and thank the lord for that baseball app he has on his phone.ugh.

I hope you all have an amazing holiday weekend!!! We have a busy one planned, but I am so thankful my husband will be around for 3 days even if he is watching sports and all.

Happy Happy Friday!

I Need Botox

I'm sitting here sweating my balls off, well if I had balls I would be sweating them off. I am so over armpit sweat, so over yellowing my white t-shirts, so over not being able to lift my arms without worrying 'am I sweating?'. It is such a pain in the ass!

Which is why I want/need botox, for my armpits. Is all this TMI? Sorry if it is- no actually I'm not, it's what is on my mind as of late. I learned that botox works after watching an episode (many years ago) of MTV's True Life (reliable source-right?).

I have always had this problem. From as far back as I can remember. I have tried so many different deodorants and methods it's ridiculous.

I am so over it!

I want to be "normal". I want to not have to wear black so I can feel like I am covering my problem.

Fuck you sweaty armpits!!!

On a side note- I am typing this post on my pretty brand spankin new computer!!! I.Am.So.Excited. This baby rocks! My husband is the best when he surprises me with awesome things like this. I have to say it is like a new concept to be on a laptop and to not have to be near and electrical outlet. Oh the freedom I will have.

Happy Thursday!

I got nothing, but I'm trying for something

I don’t like “neglecting” my blog. I don’t like it being a ghost town with zero new posts, but what I feel is even worse is when people (I) have nothing to say and post nonsense. I mean I am guilty of posting nonsense, but lately I haven’t even had nonsense to write about. I got nothing, so I am just going to keep typing until maybe nothing turns into something.

This week I have been mourning the loss of Mr. C Grey. I mean for real. I finished book 3 on Friday and now I have nothing to read. Since I lent my first book to a friend I for real started reading book 2 (again). I have NEVER EVER read a book more than one time before- I never saw the point. Fifty Shades of Grey- I see the point. I need rehab to get away from this book. It consumes my mind and I want more Mr. Grey. E L James damn you for not writing more.

This week has been full of obsessions- aside from my sick sick need for more Grey I also have stumbled upon a new food obsession. Last Friday I had Chick-fil-A, I don’t eat there often because honestly I always seem to forget it exists, but I went there and got a chicken salad sandwich, fruit, and a diet dr. pepper, and people I am in love. I have had that meal every day since Friday with the exception of Sunday when they were closed. I tried to recreate the meal at Panera and failed.

I lost 7lbs. I mean I’m not jumping for joy or anything, but I am patting myself on the back, actually no, that seems like too much work- more like I am smiling on the inside. It has been surprisingly easy to make better choices because my body isn’t craving anything that isn’t my Chick-fil-A meal (which has a once a day limit- too bad they don’t deliver).

I got O&G’s memory books out yesterday. I haven’t updated them since December, so I felt like I needed to get on it since the school year is only days away from ending and I was tired of the piles of paper on the desk and on the stairs. I miss them being little little. I looked at those pages over and over. Smiling at their cute tiny little faces (that I didn’t realize were so tiny when they were that age). I’m so glad my Mom started memory books when I was a kid so I could do it for O&G. So many things I have forgotten. It was good to remember, but also made me sad that they are growing and wanting independence that I don’t always want to offer them. I need them to need me.

My husband got me personalized plates for Mother’s Day (for my SUV) and they are starting to grow on me. I am still feeling guilty for how I reacted to the gift. I know he put in a lot of thought. Every day I like them more, but mostly because it makes me think of him.

Olivia judged my other Mother’s Day gift. Tory Burch flip flops. 2^nd pair. She kind of told me that $50 was too much money to spend on sandals. I kinda told her they were worth it. I hope that doesn’t come back and bite me in the ass when she wants designer things at 16.

Whelp that’s all I got. Just a bunch of ramblings that never amounted to anything that was really worth a post, but at least I feel like I wasn’t neglecting my little slice of the internet.

Happy Hump Day Ya’ll ß------- I wish I could pull of cool words like that. Maybe in another life.

I think I'm dying . . .

I think I’m dying- okay well in all reality not really dying but something is definitely off. As of late I have struggled to eat right, so I said fuck it and went with things I love. Last Friday I started not feeling 100%, my stomach was hurting me which later led to a strange occurrence of heartburn. It continued on like this all weekend long. Seriously, I had to- go containers in our refrigerator and I haven’t brought home a to-go box since I met my husband. Something is wrong! See why I think I’m dying? Eating is just like my thing.

I had lowered my portion size by so much that by the time Tuesday rolled around I had lost 5lbs. Crazy. All I did was eat less of the bad shit I was already putting into my body. Oh and another HUGE red flag- my beloved adult beverages were becoming something I only wanted to sip on and Kelly finished the rest. It is so strange.

Tuesday I found I was forcing myself to eat a peanut butter and jelly sandwich (I had to eat something). Then I thought- if I am forcing myself to eat bad stuff, then why not force myself to eat the good stuff.

So here I am. Enjoying  eating things like this and this.

Because this and this no longer looks appealing.

I’m not sure what is up, but I have decided to embrace it and see what happens. You know since all my favorite clothes are collecting dust in my closet and I find myself staring at them like I’m visiting a long lost friend.

So there you have it- my body has tricked my mind in to eating healthy. Hopefully that’s all it is.

But now I leave you to go celebrate the fact that it is Friday- which means IT’S THE WEEKEND!

Have a wonderful weekend and have a drink or two for me- you know since I’m dying ‘n all.

I'm officially old

Well well well, I have discovered this aging crap is BS. I mean I already have gray hair which I am sure has been caused by my husband not learning to say “yes, babe” to anything I say/do/ask for (jk babe jk) but now this.  I am sad to say that last week while on the table getting my extremely overgrown eyebrows waxed I was asked “would you like your lip done as well? You have quite a bit of hair there” Ummm now that I’m extremely embarrassed lying on the table I have no choice but to listen to the oh so wise recommendations of the waxing god.

And I must say I have undergone a lot of waxing in my lifetime. I am practically a pro (or would be if I remembered to show up more frequently. How do I forget to show up if I have massive amounts of hair growing all over my body you ask- well I apparently enjoy being hairy.) Anyway, I am practically a pro, but this my friends, this lip waxing was one of the worst- no joke.

First off the wax burns the shit out of you! I seriously expected to walk away with third degree burns on my upper lip, and news to me is my lip is sensitive (who knew). It hurt when she ripped that paper away!

Needless to say I am unsure if I will be going back to that waxing woman who oh so kindly pointed out my hair on my lip.  So if you see me out and about rockin peach fuzz- yes I know it’s there, just know it was so traumatizing to get removed, it was the first and last time all in one.

If you see me out and about sans peach fuzz- just know I may or may not  have drank an entire bottle of wine to take that shit off my face so I look more presentable for you. Your welcome.

So ya I am now part of the old folk’s club- don’t be surprised to see me in orthopedic shoes sooner than later.

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O&G update:

-G has her first lose tooth! We are so excited for her! She is predicting it will fall out tomorrow (Friday) so the tooth fairy can come. I’m not so sure but we shall see.

O on the other hand is actually not so excited for G. She is seriously jealous of the attention we gave G for the lose tooth. O had actually stopped sharing with us when her teeth are about to fall out because she is indeed afraid of her teeth falling out. The blood is just too much for her to handle.

So upon learning G’s tooth was lose we also learned O is about to lose her 8^th tooth! But we can’t really celebrate and I actually dread the moment it happens because the blood freak-out is all kinds of ridiculous.


-O had gymnastics tryouts and made the team! We are so proud of her!

-Lately I am aware of my fails. G has been watching A LOT of TV in the afternoon lately. When I say “okay that’s enough TV time go play in the playroom” I am fully aware she turns off the TV only to go play her DS. Fail.

So What! Wednesday

I'm linking up with Shannon again this week! I’m so thankful she has this link-up. This week I’m saying So What if  . . .

- I am obsessed with Mr. Christian Grey and I want my new saying to be “laters, baby”

- I still have yet to do any laundry and have gotten very creative with clothing choices for O&G

- I put way too much cinnamon and sugar on my toast in the morning (come to think of it I probably shouldn’t be putting any on at all).

- I let my bathroom trash cans overflow because I kind of hate empting them.

- I haven’t watered my strawberry plants or bought chicken wire (is that what it’s called?) to protect them from the squirrels. Maybe they will just die and save me the trouble.

- I washed twice in the shower yesterday because I am so in love with my new body wash.

- I haven’t gone to the grocery store.

- If I promised my husband I would clean up the floor on my side of the bedroom and totally didn’t (yet). It kind of blocks his access to the closet- I guess I better get on that.

- I keep picturing Mr. Christian Grey as Ryan Phillippe circa Cruel Intentions even though most people say otherwise- anyone with me on this? Anyone?

After reading this fine list of so whats I just came to realize 'what is it I have been doing lately?' and then it hit me- only things I want to do such as reading Fifty Shades, blogging, watching Real Housewives, feeding my family (only when necessary), and sleeping (you know all the real important stuff). Jeez- I apparently need to get it together soon or my husband might replace me.

P.S. (to Susie @ A.D.) I only started calling my husband Mr. Gillis as of last night- he DID NOT enjoy it, so phase over.

25 things & Giveaway Winner

Shannon tagged me for 25 Things You Don’t Know About Me- I was honestly shocked, because I think I still live in this bubble where I feel this online thing is my secret diary and I am surprised when people know my name. So without further adieu, 25 things about yours truly.

1.       I have a younger brother, Eric. Most people I knew growing up remember him and not me.

2.       My favorite color is green. I never got on board with the pink shit. I would choose anything green over anything pink.

3.       My favorite movie is Goodfellas.

4.       I am terrible at math. Like don’t ask me to help with homework past third grade.

5.       If I could have any talent I would want it to be singing

6.       I played the Violin, but only for a short time, I never got past “plucking”.

7.       I hate crickets with a passion. Mostly because I know I can’t kill them (they make a crunch and it’s gross).

8.       I could eat cereal all day every day. My favorite is Frosted Flakes. I hate milk even though I push it on the girls, so yes I eat my cereal “dry”.

9.       My husband is 14 years older than me.

10.   I hate to get dirty. Don’t ask me to go camping- I’m not your girl.

11.   I have never had a favorite actor and still don’t.

12.   I love Celine Dion and paid a ridiculous amount of money to sit third row to see her in Vegas.

13.   I have 2 tattoos. I got both of them on vacations. So yeah- little trip + little alcohol = tats.

14.   I have gray hair and it has recently gotten to the point where I have to add color to cover it upL

15.   I’m not athletic and suck at any and all things competitive. Like seriously- you don’t want me on your team.

16.   I love to bake, but don’t do it often enough.

17.   I’m not really an animal person. I bought a puggle in 2008 and named her Zoey. Zoey currently resides with my Mother because I sucked at taking care of her. Don’t worry she’s super happy now.

18.   Everyone that sits shot gun in my car thinks I’m a bad driver, but I think I’m the best.

19.   My husband turned me into a country music fan.

20.   My favorite wine is Riesling.

21.   I love turtlenecks like a lot.

22.   I got my ears pierced at 2 ½ and I still have my original holes even though I only wear earrings on special occasions.

23.   I became a clothes snob in 7^th grade when Abercrombie & Fitch was God. My taste just gets more expensive with age (especially in the jeans department). Now none of my brands fit and I just look at them in hanging my closet. One day.

24.   I don’t like tofu.

25.   I didn’t drink much alcohol until I met my husband. Either he drives me to drink or he has shown me things I really love.

So that’s it- 25 things about me! Now it’s your turn . . .

1.       Brandy @ A Little Bit of Brandy

2.       Laura @ Between the Lines

3.       Sheree @ Mom FITting it all in

4.       Erin @ The View From 510

5.    Ashely @ The Childers Family of 5

 

Now for The Old Navy/ Starbucks Giveaway Winner!!!

(okay, so honestly guys I seriously suck ass at widgets and coding and nonsense, so I had to take a picture because I couldn’t figure out the widget thing.)

Winner is- ASHLEY!!!!
                   (The Childers Family of 5)

Congrats girl! Email me lgillis@live.com so I can get your info.

Best Kind

2.5 days and 2 books down. I am now officially a confessed addict of the Fifty Shades of Grey Trilogy. My weekend was the best kind- silence, mimosas, and Mr. Grey. I am unsure when I will start book 3 due to my house falling down around me while I read, but laundry will always be there- right?

I hope everyone experienced their own best kind of Mother’s Day- now back to the grind. Happy Monday!

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If you haven't had a chance to enter my giveaway- you can do so here. Winner will be drawn and announced tomorrow (5/15)!!!

Mother's Day Letter

Dear Mom, (also known at some point in time as Mama, Mommy, or Kim)

Happy Mother’s Day to the woman who gave me life and has continued to be the glue who holds me together even 25 years later. I know the Doctor cut the umbilical cord, but the way I rely on you (especially in times of crisis) you would never know.

From the earliest memory I have I remember wanting to grow up and be a Mom just like you. You gave and continue to give in ways I am unsure I am capable of.

From what I am told I brought you much joy and happiness and from what I remember later on I gave you hell, but you still loved me. I remember at some point in time you told me “One day your children will do this to you”- I don’t remember what I did, but I’m more than sure they are currently giving me the “hell” you once warned me about and yet today you laugh and support and understand.

Your patience, willingness to teach, and gift of the silent treatment are all things I long to have. Especially that gift of “the silent treatment” man alive I will never know how you could ignore us like you did and it worked- it was worse than being yelled at, and yet I can’t seem to master it.

Your ability to make scrambled eggs is something I cannot for the life of me master, so therefore I have found a new love for a different kind of eggs. You always think outside the box and even had a secret to perfecting Kraft Mac & Cheese.

I know having a family takes away from me being around so much, but I still need you today as much as I needed you 25 years ago.

Thank you for always answering my (many) phone calls, for telling me I’m being “ridiculous” when I need to hear it, for your unconditional love, and for always knowing the right time/place/way to say things.

Happy Mother’s Day to the best Mom I could ever ask for!

Your one and only daughter,

L

Me, My Brother Eric, and My Mom on my wedding day

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Haven't had a chance to enter my Starbucks/Old Navy giveaway- You can do so here.

Giveaway!

Because I like giving more than receiving (yes it’s true) and because I want to say thank you to all my lovely readers out there who have joined me on this journey and taken the time to read the good, the bad, and the ugly- I greatly appreciate you! And to show my true affection I am giving away gift cards to two of my favorite places right now.

                   $25 Old Navy Gift Card

                   $10 Starbucks Gift Card

To enter this giveaway there is only 1 simple step:

1.     You must be a follower of From Nanny to Family via Google Friend Connect

 Bonus entries:

2.    Tweet about this giveaway and mention @gillislindsay

                                   And, OR

3.    "Like" From Nanny to Family FB page

       
       (Leave a comment for EACH thing you do)

Winner will be drawn & announced on Tuesday (5/15). Best of luck to all of you and thank you for reading!

So What! Wednesday

I’m linking up with Shannon again for another week of So What! Wednesday. This week I’m saying so what if . . .

-I chose blogging over doing laundry and other lovely household chores.

-I feel accomplished when I empty the dishwasher before the morning breakfast rush begins.

-My IG photos seem to mostly be pictures of food and drink.

-I’m not enthused when G earns a new Girl Scout patch. It seems like these kids get a patch for wiping their ass these days and then I have to put them on the vest. Ugh.

-I bought new headbands even though I know how they damage my hair.

****Stop by tomorrow I have a special treat for you guys****

Sad State of Mind

I’ve been in a funk lately. Well in all honesty I know it is more than a funk- it is flat out depression and I am finally admitting to it. Depression/anxiety is something I have struggled with my entire life. Medication to help my brain do all the normal things was my every day. Today I own it. Today I am saying fuck off to all the haters out there that will judge me for this. Today I am getting to my realist real because I no longer want to cover it up.

When Kelly and I decided to start trying for a baby in March I knew I would need to end my medication. It was a personal choice to go off of my depression medication. A choice that I felt was the right one for me. If we wanted to start baby making in March then I knew I needed a good 30 days without medication before we started. So in February I stopped taking something I knew I needed to hopefully get something I wanted. A baby.

I was on a weight loss journey and after losing 20lbs in a short period of time I thought that I could continue my goals sans my medication. Well I was wrong. Because with no medication comes depression for me. I lose all positivity and gain a blah attitude towards life. Sadness becomes my reality and food feels like it will be the only cure. So I eat. I eat lots. And you know what it doesn’t make me feel any better. Then I realize I’m still fat. I’m not the weight I want, so I eat more. So now I’m fat and sad and nothing seems to get better.

 And you know what is so hard?  Feeling like you have to choose between having a baby and your mental health. So if I want to have a healthy pregnancy and be medication free it means I am choosing to give up my mental stability and happiness. It fucking sucks!

I sat at a restaurant on Friday night with a girlfriend on the verge of tears because I knew my period was happening right at that very moment which means I was not pregnant. It feels like all the mental tormenting I have been putting myself through is not worth it when the other pink line doesn’t show up on the pregnancy test. It feels like I have failed.

I went to see a psychic (a card reader) on Friday night and she told me things that I want to believe because it makes me feel like it will all be easier and worth it one day. She also told me I’m too hard on myself and need to stop beating myself up. I chose to actually take her advice and take control on my own life yesterday. I’m not pregnant which means I’m 50lbs overweight, and I’m walking around in a gray cloud of depression and sadness. Enough is enough.

I don’t know what will happen in the baby department and I don’t know what will happen with my weight either. This I do know- I need to feel normal again. I need to feel like my normal self again.

This past few months has been rough for me and it has made me realize even more that I have the best husband in the world. This man loves me more than I could have ever imagined possible. I am so thankful that he has been willing to go on this journey with me to bring a baby into the world. He is my support and my rock and without him my world would not be the same.

I hope that things start going better for me. I hope I can get past feeling like a failure and do something about it. I hope that everything I dream for our family will one day be our reality.

Until then I’m working on me. I have to climb out of this hole and if it takes medication to do that than I am finally on board.

(*****Any decisions that have been made to take or not to take medication have been monitored by a physician*****)

Friday Love

I’m struggling with blogging this week. Mostly because I don’t feel like I have anything important to say. I mean yesterday I for real wrote about Tupperware. Need I say more? So I leave you on this lovely Friday with things I’m lovin from the week. I hope you all have a fab weekend and I hope to be back next week with some things to say! Happy happy Friday!!!

Lovin alone moments where I can enjoy some Real Housewives & Margaritas

My girls gave me lots of love yesterday which was so much nicer than attitude.

Finally got a rug for the hallway after a year of living here. Love Target!

This yogurt is my new crack

I can be cheap {sometimes}

There are so many things in this world that I am willing to spend money on. Things that maybe don’t make so much sense to others but make sense to me. There are some things that I don’t care what they cost I will still pay for them like Tide or pedicures. But when it comes to Tupperware that is where I draw the line. I mean I only own like two actual Tupperware products and the rest are  Glad or Ziploc brand from the super market and those babies I hold onto for life.

A few months ago my husband surprised me ( I look at it as a surprise because like I said I look at these as something I don’t want t spend money on) by buying all new Tupperware and throwing out the old. After saying “wow! Thanks!” I then went into snide remarks like “well how much did that cost us?!?!” and you know what? I had placed my same belief on my husband. I had him also thinking Tupperware was too much money. Do you know those plastic bad boys only cost like two or three dollars for several? Still I find that they are something I don’t want to spend money on.

When I first went to use the new plastic containers it was pasta night and I found myself lining this two dollar plastic container with Saran Wrap so I didn’t get it all red and stained. My husband had a good laugh at me on that one. Yesterday I was heating up pasta for lunch for Gracie and I was all ready to put the pasta in another bowl to heat it up so it wouldn’t stain our fabulous plastic containers and then I thought fuck it we will get new ones sooner than later because how much could those lovelies really set us back right?

I guess some old habits do die.

Read it & Share it

Today I didn’t have much to blog about. I always struggle with Tuesday’s and what to write. I was going through some of my favorite Blogs this morning when I clicked on Mama Laughlin’s blog. Today she is sharing a story about a family whose five year old little boy has leukemia. Their story touched my heart and I wanted to share it with all of you. Please stop by MamaLaughlin’s blog to read their story OR go directly to their blog page When Skies Are Gray. It only takes a few moments.