Sunday, August 23, 2015

all about the chalkboard

So two projects I had been wanting to share for weeks and weeks and weeks are all about the chalkboard.  Originally I stumbled across the idea on this blog after doing google search for chalkboard bunting and browsing the images (I am slightly bunting obsessed....I google bunting often...fall bunting, Easter bunting, Halloween get the picture) I saw it done as well with a painter's drop cloth here....I picked one up at Home Depot for about $15.00.  I used spray chalkboard paint for both of these projects.

First a chalkboard bunting.  After seeing this idea and thinking about it for a few days I had the thought....why not do this to an apron?  Like aprons could get better....but maybe with a wee chalkboard they could.  I was kind of excited to try this.

Definitely something I had never seen before, an apron with a sweet patch of chalkboard for a special message.

First the drop cloth made four aprons, one was a causality of not getting the paint quite right the first time.  One went to work and was raffled off for Father's Day (I mean that is sort of cute....some dad got a apron with a special message from his kiddos chalked on it), one went to another gal that loves chalkboard shiz as much as I do and I kept one.  I love a good apron.

I am not sure why but I didn't get a huge wow factor from the aprons or the bunting, which I passed along to a friend.  Maybe they hung around in que waiting to be finished for too long, I don't know. Maybe the work to make them outweighed that final product high.......although they really were not that tough to make.  I don't know what it was.  There are times I finish a project and I am on cloud nine with the results.  This time around I wasn't feeling the love.

I have an urge to make more aprons and of course more bunting.  I will just minus the whole chalkboard thing.

Sunday, August 16, 2015

a touch of august

Well holy cow the summer is almost over. I won't lie and say I don't miss those early years and the lazy days of summer because I use to enjoy those times with the girls when they were younger and I didn't work.  I see moms coming into the library with their young ones, enjoying the programs and signing up for the summer reading club.  I miss it but at the same time am glad my time as that busy mom is finished.

The other day I walked past a little spot that use to be paved with cement decorated with large decorative rocks. Shelby would often be pushing the speeding limit as I waited for Porscha, and then Amber when she was old enough, to navigate balancing across these rocks. Construction has taken that little patch away.

Time flows forward so quickly.  That is what has happened with summer. I feel like the last few days have fall walking up our front step thinking about knocking on our front door. I am excited for is my favourite time of year but maybe just a little more summer would be nice before it takes up camp.

I spent some time in the hospital the beginning of July.  Six very unexpected days.  I woke up one morning with a start and my heart was racing out of control.  I had chalked it up to being fatigued.  I went on with my day.  I went into the ER around 10:00 p.m. that night.  Long story short it took six days to get the right kind of medicine cocktail to bring my heart rate down and keep it there. Many tests later there still is no clue as to why it flipped. Right now it is back to normal and my medication has been lowered.  The first while on the medication was frustrating.  My energy was no where to be found.  I felt tired walking up a flight of stairs.  I am so grateful to be finally feeling like my old self.  I have a few more tests and will see the cardiologist for follow up in six months but am strong and healthy.

The night before this happened was a night that brought me close to my limits.  The cat knocking over a vase of flowers.....broken glass and water all over the floor.  As I cleaned it up.....vowing to never ever own anymore pets.....Shel was on the commode.  Well when I got back to her, finally, there had been an issue that required extra clean up and laundry all at about 12:30 a.m.  I went to bed that night angry at life.  Annoyed at the responsibilities that nag at me daily.  Mad at the things I can't change. Just a whole lot of f@%$ my life going on.  I am a very happy person....I look for silver linings....I make lemonade outta lemons people but I allowed the crappy stuff in life to get the better of me that night.  I went to bed wrapped in such negative feelings and thoughts.  They can't seem to find a cause for why my heart went I to atrial fibrillation.  There is a part of me that does feel that our lives.....particularly our bodies.....have some pretty awesome warning signs......letting us know when somethings gotta give.

My family is use to me doing it all. Well that has changed. Clearly me doing it all isn't working anymore. Everyone stepped up to the plate when I was in the hospital and they continue to.  I still have to ask sometimes but they don't complain about it. I think it is scary to see your loved one unwell. They understand that I need their help.

This week started us on seven more visits from workers to help Shelby. I now have four nights a week when someone is coming in to get her into well as three extra mornings that someone comes to bath her.  This was help that I should have asked for ages ago.

I am not really a stressed out kind of person.  I don't sweat the small stuff.  I go with the flow.  Had I fallen victim to any of that over the years I would have succumb to life long ago.....and I probably would yell a lot.  On my end what I need to change is my habit of taking on way too much with only five minutes before I have to head out the door. Time management.  I am getting better.  Knowing that some days starting that sewing project an hour before I have to leave for work and I still need a shower is maybe not the best plan.  Knowing that there are days I am not going to accomplish all I want. I have been having to put my way too busy mind on time outs.

I have always stressed my desire to be good to my mind, body and soul.  Well that is even more so a priority.  Exercise, eating well and taking time to just be still and reflect. Being grateful for being given the chance to remember the important things.....and enjoy the little things.  Fostering those relationships that make me shine.  Being humble and grateful for all that I have.  

John was truly the most amazing and sensitive partner.  It is hard to know how your spouse will navigate this sort of situation.  He made me feel loved and supported.  He came back and forth to the hospital each day.  He did everything he could to make this situation easier for me.  Which included him bringing me movie popcorn one night.  I am so grateful for all he did.

I got a lot of knitting done while I was in the hospital.  I finally finished my sock yarn afghan.

Some stats:
495 squares
approximately 207 hours to finish
675,000 stitches

We were suppose to go camping but my little hospital stay put a bit of a wrench into that plan.  So we spend a few days at John's parents.  I was bummed to not have been able to do our planned week of camping but it would have been way too much physically for me at that point.  So the last square happened on our drive up.  So then there was lots of threads to tie but I finished it and had a beautiful back drop for some photos.  I will say that it was probably better we didn't camp.....the bugs were insane.  Even just sitting out by the water you had deer flies bugging and bugging.  The city looked very good after a few days!

I was very pleased to finish this.  It had been on the needles for years.  It honestly makes me very proud that I can accomplish something so beautiful.  

I have moved onto a sweater I have had waiting in the wings for over a year.  On bigger needles I am making quick work of it.  Jax was helping me double check my stitches. As I started into the second arm hole I thought I had too many but under Jax's watchful eye I was able to verify all was good!  It is going to be an amazing sweater.  It is from Mary Maxim.  You can see it here.

I leave you with a picture of the cutest baby.  That sweet adorable Logan.  He is getting so big.  He is the happiest baby.  I love when he can visit.  This face was beyond excited at how close the cat was getting to him.  At one point he did grab the cat by both ears.  Jax let out the loudest meow and from that point on kept his distance.  I told Lee-ann that I wished I could quit my job and babysit him when she goes back to work!  I would in a heart beat do that if I could.    

Maybe I should buy a lotto ticket!  I would also buy myself a nice new computer.  My old one is done.....I can't charge it anymore.  I have done a good portion of this post on my phone the last few days and snagged Shelby's computer while she was sleeping for the final touches before publishing it. That is blogging dedication I 'd say!!!

Monday, June 29, 2015

elementary dear watson

Amber graduated from grade 8 last Tuesday. It is hard to believe how time seems to fly by. I remember her starting school. She was so excited leading up to her first day. The back pack had her sold....I think it was Dora.

As John and I walked her to school her mood changed. She looked incredibly sad.  I remember John saying that she looked as though she was walking the green mile.  She never cried...she was close though.

She had taken a special token for those first few weeks.  A picture of Gran.  Once she got into the groove she really loved all that school was.

I didn't feel nostalgic last week.  I think that I am at the point in life where I have settled into watching my girls grow and change and it does not affect me like it use to.  I wonder sometimes if it is because with each step they take toward becoming independent, there is less on my very full caregiver plate.

I took Amber to get her make up done.  It felt nice snagging her away and having some time with her alone.  That does not happen as much as it use to and so I really did enjoy it.

She let me do her hair which was a total shock with that whole my mom isn't really cool stage she is in.  She wanted pictures in her basketball gear.  I love this picture.  It is a I can be a girl and be strong type of picture.  The type of message I hope they all take with them throughout life.  

And then a picture with the heels.

Amber had a fantastic year academically.  She graduated with honors distinction, athletic distinction and citizenship distinction.  As well she received a co-curricular award which is an award that highlights the fact that she was able to achieve excellent grades while being exceptionally involved in extra curricular activities.  We were so happy for her and very proud.

We were reminded during the ceremony, as one of her teachers made a beautiful speech prior to awarding one of her classmates with an award (her mom passed when she was young and the teacher made a point of acknowledging her mom and how proud she would be of her accomplishments), that life is uncertain.  We must live each day well and with love towards others.  There is no room for mean words....conditional love....there are no do what you do today...what you say to someone today.....this moment, those words, those actions....stay here always.  That sort of thing makes me want to live better.  It was a beautiful moment and it humbled me.

Her and her friend Marissa with a change of footwear ready for their dinner and dance!

Amber has said that she is ready to leave elementary school.  I am sort of happy to be done the whole elementary phase as well....I think again it falls into less being on my well the public system is not getting better...funding is constantly taken away and the schools suffer and ultimately the children I feel like we got out just in time in so many ways.  

She is ready to take on high school.  I think she will do high school well.  I think she will strive to be her best both in the classroom and on the basketball court.  And I know above all else, she will have so much fun getting involved and leaving her mark!  Cheers to you Miss Amber!!!

Monday, June 22, 2015

warning: long ass catch up post

We had a visit from the cutest baby ever a few weeks ago and I had fully intended to blog about it and then a week turned to like five.  John's nephew and his wife brought their sweet Logan in for a visit. My heavens that baby is beyond sweet. I kissed his head way too much.

Well he came to see Shelby after her graduation last week.   My heavens he has changed in those few weeks....he is bigger and so inquisitive.  We strapped him into Shelby's seat belt.  It made it so much easier for her to hold Mr. Squirmy!!!  His smile is infectious.  He is such a little gem!

Parenthood looks good on Christopher and Lee-Ann.  I loved the early times of motherhood but it wasn't easy.  I have weathered the storms of motherhood not many people talk about....the whole loving it and hating it. The exhaustion of it all some exhaustion that knocks you to your knees.  Sometimes feeling jaded by your experiences as a mom.....for me, special needs, little relief and feeling overwhelmed often.  It is lovely but equally hard to be a parent. I hope that they never field these sorts of challenges.......although there is a part of me that knows it is near impossible not to suffer from the blows parenthood throws at you.....not suffer from the impact parenthood has on you as a person, on your marriage....on everything. I feel a pang in my heart at the possibility they will at one point have these challenges. The saving grace is that with all of those possibilities comes a feeling of accomplishment when you do a great job parenting......particularly through adversity.

When I think of motherhood and its impact on my life, I know that I have done it well.  Certainly far from perfectly but I have done a not too shabby job.  The girls are older now and the tide has shifted somewhat to them finding their place in life and living their lives well....I am able to step back somewhat and breath a sigh of relief.  John and I are slowly getting time back that involves just the two of us which is so amazing.  One thing that I think can be hard is still finding a place for each other once you have that time back.  John and I have no issue with enjoying the heck out of "our" time.  We have taken a leap.....we booked an only us trip for the fall.  I am beyond excited at the prospect of him and I alone for 7 days at a very beautiful resort in Mexico.  We have never been away like that.  It will be so rejuvenating for our bodies, souls and minds.  I stress about the cost. There are things that need done around the house....I think to myself that money should stay in savings......but then I take a moment and remind myself how tough our parenting path has been and how much we need this to continue on that path.  I foresee a new bikini in my future and a real great beach hat!!!

Back to that college graduate. Shelby was beautiful on  her special day.

I had her disability counselor send me this message after I took a moment to email her and thank her for all her help over the last few years.  Her help made this special day possible.

I will miss seeing Shelby around the college but I wish her much success!  I will also miss you, you represent a stellar example of supportive parenting- being there so that Shelby could succeed, but backing off enough to allow her to find her own way.

It made me smile and feel proud.  The last few weeks as this special moment had inched closer I had had moments were I had got lost in the thoughts of how much it all has been for me to help her along this path.  How many meetings I have gone to, how many times I have planned to make sure she had the workers in place to toilet her, the planning of transportation, the times when I had to go each day and toilet her when services were not in place and then rush to work.....the weight of realizing how much that put on my shoulders stops me in my tracks. It was often terrible to navigate. Her words make me realize that as a mom you make it all work, you support your children, you push your limits to see their successes happen and you do your best to raise them up to be their best. Above all you must love unconditional.  Then in the end you take a deep breath and pat yourself on the back for doing your best.  Then you drink.

Okay drinking.

Well you end up being celebrated on your special day.  Mother's Day.  I wanted to talk about Mother's Day sooner but somehow times slips by way too quickly some days. Mother's Day is one of those days that really is just another Gran often said....she liked the everyday. I am the same way but I won't lie and say it wasn't sweet to have John take me to breakfast at a very cute diner. The Harbour Diner.  Another great little whole in the wall place that was featured on You Gotta Eat Here.

Everything a great little diner should be.  No frills menus.

Crazy old lady wallpaper.

Mismatched tables and chairs.

Little nooks and crannies.  We sat up a few stairs in the front window.

And of course delicious food.

Then when I came home Amber had cleaned the kitchen and did something so sweet....she navigated the dog pooh in the yard to pick a few flowers for me. That honestly made my heart swell.

Later the girls gave me some of which was a gift card to Michaels and because it has been so long since Mother's Day I actually spent some of the gift card on this awesome rustic light up arrow....40 % off which was a bonus!

My mom did something so amazingly sweet for my sister and I for Mother's Day. Last year we made a special gift for her. Well all year as she read those each week she wrote and reflected on each one. She did it all up in folders for each of us to enjoy. I actually waited until the Monday after Mother's Day....when I knew I would have no interruptions.  I made a pot of tea and sat down to read them all. It was a beautiful gift. One I will cherish and re-read often.

I had the chalkboard all ready for John when he woke up on Sunday.

There was cake too!!

We were away last weekend for a basketball tournament. I was able to get the coverage I needed for Shelby's care to get away for a break.  It was very nice.  I always love watching the girls play.  I made a point of taking my camera.  I sometimes get stuck on using my phone a lot and there is something nice about pictures from my good camera.

Amber had a good weekend with her teammates.  We had good food and shopping and they played hard.

During one of the games I snapped this photo of John taking with the girls during a quick time out.  I applaud John. I am proud of him.  When the girls were young a lot of it fell onto my shoulders.  It was hard and there were times I was angry at him and resentful that he did not help more.  The thing is that I would do all those younger years over again just as they were because I have been able to witness John become an absolutely amazing father.

I am thankful and appreciate all he does for the girls and for me.  It is hard on him....there are days that he just does not get what being a girl entails and I am sure he feels lost and out numbered often but he handles it well and continues to give his time and love to his daughters.  I think he had a pretty great Father's Day!

I leave you with my idea of gardening, orange juice, yet another banner and a surprise visit!

I use to have gardens everywhere and quite honestly they were far too much work.  As I have gotten older I have really acquired a distaste for dirty finger nails and the very huge possibility that I will in fact kill whatever I plant.  Pots are perfect!!!  They are non committal and they have a very low disappointment rate if I forget to water them.  Pots leave far more time for the important things in life like knitting!!

Speaking of knitting I am working still only on that sock yarn afghan.  Slowly I am moving closer to it being finished.  At first I had thought about going to 500 squares.....I am at I think like 410 but then I thought maybe I should just finish the pile of sock yarn I have.  I am undecided but each time I finish a ball of the yarn I get a real high!!!  A few balls getting smaller and smaller!!!!

Oh right the juice!  Homemade orange juice using the Vitamix!!!

It is so amazing.  You honestly won't want to drink it from a carton again and from what I have been reading lately.....our orange juice isn't as "pure" as companies would lead us to believe!!!  Go have a little look here.

Amber celebrated her 14th birthday back in May.  Honestly hard to believe.  I think of one of my first posts was when Shelby was turning 14 years old.  That was almost 9 years ago!!!

There was the banner.  The times when I doubt doing them.....or rather loathe doing them because I have again left it all until the last minute, usually 2 a.m. of said birthday.....I am reminded on the morning of the birthday why I do it still.

The first thing she did when she woke up.....went to check out the banner.  I think I am screwed....these banners are happening until I am old and gray!!!

There was a surprise from my parents on her birthday.  They showed up unexpectedly.  We were so fortunate to enjoy a few days with them here.  We actually went for breakfast one morning at The Harbour Diner!!!  It was so nice to see them!!!

Wednesday, June 10, 2015

nothing like from scratch

The other week my neighbour was having a garage sale and I scored this amazing cake stand for seven bucks.  Deal or what!?!

I have had a bit of an obsession over this cake (icing) recipe I told you about awhile back.  Well with the stand, my obsession has increased and I ventured out to try another recipe.

Today I made this amazing cake!

I ate a piece for lunch.  Oh my lanta.  So amazing!  It reminds me of the homemade cakes Gran use to make for everyone's birthdays.  I love the glass stand.  Nothing says welcome home, relax, have a cup of a cake siting under a glass lid, on a glass stand, on the counter.  In my opinion anyway.

(a picture from when there was left over chocolate cake last week)

Then the next weekend she had another garage sale and I got this portable cake container for $10.00!!! John said to never take cakes anywhere...why do you need that?  Well I never did because I never had one of these. 

I can not wait for the first opportunity to take a cake somewhere.  In fact I may just make a cake and take it to work next week.  I am off tomorrow for Shelby's graduation and I am suppose to be going to a basketball tournament in Syracuse for Amber's team for the weekend, which I was so looking forward to, but the help I had for Shelby's care had to cancel due to a death in the family and now I am waiting to see if I can cover what needs covered somehow.  I may end up eating the whole cake if I don't get things figured out!

I must share a bit of green in such a sugar filled post.  I started making my own green juice.  There are a ton of reasons drinking green juice is a good a google search and you will find a multitude of sites explaining them all.  Ingredients like cucumber, ginger, lemon, parsley, coconut water, all working to boost you up with amazing health benefits.  

I don't own a juicer and honestly I don't have the space to store one but I stumbled across this!!!  Hell to the no...I can use my Vitamix you juice?!?  Yes you can!  Awesome pulp free green healthy for your body juice.  Go check out how!!  It takes about a half hour total and you are doing your body a million times of good!  It is a great daily ritual that you won't regret!!!

There has been other blog worthy news....a visit from the cutest baby ever, a birthday, a real nice mother's day, a surprise visit from my mom and dad but for now I leave you with the local swans.  Seven sweet babies.  My sister and I have been keeping an eye each week, incorporating a walk along the water with a doughnut run, to see if any hatching had been going on.  It has been fun to anticipate such beauty.  John and I took Shelby down to see them the one night.  She was able to get her chair pretty close to the edge of the water and snap a few pictures.  I hope you are seeing some of those little beautiful anticipated moments that bring a smile to your face each day.

Monday, May 4, 2015

i am a baker....not a cook

Okay so here is the thing...I am a baker.  Give me a new cookie recipe to try and I am on it with bells and whistles.  Cooking.....mmmm....not so much so.  I think that at one point I liked to cook.  I recall making dinner when I was younger....making dinner at home for my parents when I was a teen.  I recall at one point liking the whole holiday feast preparation.  There definitely was shift to my thoughts on cooking that probably can be narrowed down to having children and the expectation that the mom cooks dinner.....years and years of being responsible daily for feeding your kids is just exhausting.....unless you have a personal chef or eat out all the time.  I have hit my I fucking hate to cook plateau.  Anyway bottom line is I truly loathe cooking.  I do pretty much whatever I can to get out of cooking meals....or cooking meals that require no more then three or four ingredients.  If you can make it in one pot even fucking better.

My lack of enthusiasm for cooking does not mix well with John's eye for picking out a recipe he sees and showing me.  A while back he found a recipe in the LCBO seasonal cookbook.  Well let me tell you, if you decide to look through one of these "seasonal" cookbooks and if you decide to try one of the recipes, well you will need to be high on crack cocaine or three sheets to the wind to actually enjoy making it.  That is why it is in the LCBO cookbook.....they expect you to be drunk.  At least that is what I think...because what sober person would subject themselves to the chaos that is making this recipe.  I have decided a minimum of four shots of tequila will be needed before I make this again.

(A version of the recipe can be found here.  Martha's has a few less ingredients.  In case you want to make something like this.  I suggest you don't though.  Open a can of ravioli and call it a day.  This will allow more time to knit.)

The recipe in the LCBO suck you in by the front cover make you think this is a great recipe for entertaining cookbook version has twenty ingredients.  That's right...t.w.e.n.t.y ingredients. That is a good sixteen more then I like to see in a recipe.  There are nine paragraph size, intense instructional steps to preparing this dish. As well it takes hours to make and the dirty dish fallout is horrific!!

I usually start out feeling good about making it.....I am doing something sweet for John....I know he appreciates it...he sees me meltdown as I make it and thanks me profusely afterward.....but by step four I have lost steam and from that point on I inwardly and outwardly curse the fucking recipe and vow to never make it again.....this time I left a note at the top of it to remind me of this fact.

As well the whole time I am making this recipe that has been printed in the depths of hell, I have to contend with this...

 I must have said, "Max move" fifty plus times the whole time I was cooking this dish.  Honestly...right in front of the fridge.

Now the good thing is that that pan does a ton of meals and can be frozen in containers all ready to go.  The bad thing is that I don't feel like cooking anything for like a week afterward.

We have an away tournament for Amber in a few weeks.  A whole weekend away where I will not have to cook anything for anyone.  I can not wait!!!  

Friday, April 10, 2015

chalk board violation

The last few weeks have been busy.  I finished up a course I was taking.  It started out very badly.  My logging on the first week reading the first two lectures, thinking what the heck have I got myself into and not logging on again for two weeks.  Marc coding.  Thankfully, after getting only 49.5% on my first assignment, it started to make some sense and my assignment marks improved.  I got 91.5% on the exam and ended up with a final grade of 82%.  I am so glad it is done!!!  I am taking a break until September.  It is tough taking courses....even just one.....when your life is full.  I want to continue to focus on my exercise goals over the next few months without a course hanging over my head. This last one kicked my ass.  Working out is changing my body in so many awesome ways.

I have been rocking my fitbit flex.  Clocking step after step and seeing some great progress because of it.  I feel amazing.  There are days I feel like I could tackle the world.  I was kind of not seeing progress until I compared a before picture with a newly taken picture.  Well hello!  I was so stoked by this.  I feel so strong.  I am back running and doing weight resistance....and actually liking it.

It has been years since I have felt this good.  I had a rough time a few years ago and during that time my thyroid went out of whack.  Once the thyroid was under control I think that my body still needed to recover.  Recover from years of doing so much.....pushing myself to the brink both physically and emotionally and I believe that my body needed that time to find balance before I could get back to being active.  I am so grateful every day my body gives me the gift of a strong workout.

Porscha played for provincials back in March.  I never blogged about it.  They went to a gold medal game and came away with silver.  Unfortunately she did not play because a bunch of the girls off of many different teams ended up sick and barfing.  Maybe a food poisoning thing.  It was all she could do to sit on the bench for the game.  I am not sure she would have played even if she was well.

 It has been a tough season for her.  She started out fantastic and then ended up with her ankle injury back in the fall.  It really sidetracked her and by the time she got back on track she saw her playing time dwindle by quite a bit compared to prior to the injury.  Some games she played not even a minute.  One game not at all.  It was frustrating for parents you hate to see it but it is competitive ball and that is how it goes.  I am always in awe of her.  She was unhappy at times but handle it all with grace.  The year wasn't what she had hoped for but she has pushed through the adversity of it and is looking ahead to next season.  She will be playing at a different college in the fall.  She is planning to go away.  There will be a lot of amazing changes for her and hopefully a stronger season playing ball.

Amber's team competed in their home tournament two weeks ago.  They came out of it with a gold medal.  John and his assistant coach did a great job with the girls.  John said it felt like the tide had changed somewhat...that things were starting to click for some players.  It is hard to be a coach and I give John props.  I could not do it.  Telling players over and over what you expect them to do to have them not do it.....the frustration level they must feel as coaches constantly would have me poking my eyes out, rocking in a corner somewhere.  So it was nice to see it coming together and all their hard work as coaches and time volunteered showing some pay off.

John had a double extra great weekend.  Not only did they win was his birthday.  We did the cake thing.   Homemade icing is his favorite.

I was so happy to have a extended weekend with Easter.  I felt like I accomplished a ton.  First I actually got decorations up!  A far cry from Valentines, that almost seem to go unnoticed in the decoration department.

Oh my chalkboard.  I love it.  So it is like I live with a house full of frat boys.  After I had done this I came home to a little change.  The bunny tail was removed and "male bunny" shiz was going on.  I said how I obviously did not hide the chalk well enough, to which I was told they have a stash of chalk somewhere so they can screw with my chalk art.  It is a good thing they are cute or I would have ate them when they were young.  Now I am sure some people reading this will cringe at the fact that they drew a penis and testicles on the chalkboard in the kitchen...well that is my authentic life.....we fart, we have a messy house 90% of the time and well we draw penis pictures.  I am hopeful they are well rounded young adults but I am still a little on the fence with that one. I won't lie....the chalk penis has me worried a bit!

I found this great idea.  I wasn't sure how I would feel about bunting made just out of paper.  I am a fabric and thread kind of bunting gal but let me tell you I adore it!!!

We had an issue this week with one of the support workers that comes to assist with Shelby's care.  I will share the story another time.  I still am hoping we are wrong and the missing item will resurface but I kinda think there is a greater chance of pigs flying out of my ass.  Talk about feeling suckered.  It knock me on my ass emotionally.  I felt so out of sorts this week.  The worker will no longer be sent into our home, which is good.  Shelby seems to have taken it in stride.  I never want her to feel uncomfortable with her workers.  Thankfully she seems still positive about her other workers.  We know that great workers far outweigh bad workers.

Well I am hoping for the great weather they have called for this weekend.....I am looking forward to it!!!