Thursday, February 25, 2010


Today is a good day :)  I read over my last two posts and just laughed, life can be pretty crazy sometimes.  After I posted that, Mike and Steve came over and brought me chocolate, it turned into a good day... full of chocolate!

I am 145 today! Wow, its crazy to think that I've lost 55 lbs since Liam was born.  My body and mind feel so much more at eez, not to mention I feel a lot more comfortable with myself.  I only have 20 more pounds till I hit my ultimate goal! It's exciting, I am so ready for the change.

Saturday, February 20, 2010


        I woke up this morning to a tapping at the sliding glass door that seperates my bedroom from the rest of the house.  I had just gotten Liam back to sleep and was getting ready to get out of bed myself.  I turned to the door and gasped.  Autumn was COVERED head to toe in chocolate.  Not ONE speck of her was left unscaved. I started to panic, I had left the peanut-butter bars I made for charlie out on the stove last night... She must hav climbed the baby gate, gone into the kitchen, pulled up a stool to the oven, then dug her hands in.  I got out of bed threw on some pj pants and dragged my feet to the kitchen, imagining the inevatably ruined dessert I had worked on last night.  It would be so sad to see it destroyed, a whole pan of delicious peanut butter chocolate bars gone to waist.  I turned the light on in the kitchen and screamed in my head the loudest my brain could handle.  She had not gotten into the bars... she hadn't even touched them.  She had instead opened up my mushroom-shaped jar and found my very expensive, very rich, dutch cocoa powder.  I had about a lb of it in that jar, now the jar was empty.  Instead, I had a chocolate covered kitchen and child to match.  Willy Wonka seems to have some competition over here in Tiny town.... Not one surface had been left clean, all had been covered.  Has anyone ever tried to clean up a cocoa powder mess?  It doesn't conveniently wipe up with a rag, instead it smears... Lets just say I was not a happy camper this morning.
When I had finally gotten Autumn and the kitchen of death cleaned up I was in for another terrible experience.  I was headed into Autumn's room to get a diaper, when I looked on the floor of the hallway and found a mouse.  It was dead alright, that isn't what bothered me.  It was the little babies that clung to their deceased mother that trully traumatized me.  I am not ashamed to say that I broke down right there on the floor.  I crumpled like a wet noodle onto the ground and sobbed, sobbed for the mouse that died, sobbed for the babies that lost their mother, sobbed because they would soon pass as well, and, I sobbed for myself as well.  After about 5 minutes of crying on the wood floor of my living room, I got my composure and went to get a diaper and put Autumn in her room (not that she couldn't get out, it was just something to slow her down) I looked down at the mice and went to go get toilet paper to dispose of the mother.  I picked her up by the tail and all the babies held on, I tried to keep my straight face, but the tears still strolled down my face.  Finally 2 of the babies let go and ran, the third ran under my oven.  Great, now they are gone and one is under my oven... So, I did the only thing I could think of, I put the mother mouse on the floor of my kitchen in front of the oven.  I was going to trick that poor baby mouse into thinking their mother was there... sick, I know... But by this point I had to lose my emotions and just get buisness done.  So, now, I have a dead mouse in my kitchen and a baby mouse under the stove.

I need to stop complaining, I know I am blessed.  I just feel miserable right now.
I wish I could have some chocolate...

Friday, February 19, 2010

the truth

okay, so I really exaggerated a little bit ago about my baking/cooking skills.  I am really not  very good at all, but I was trying to pump myself up to get myself going on something that might help my family out a little bit. I am still going to try to start making cupcakes, but I need a lot of work before then.

I am having troubles with some parts of my life right now...

Here is my day:

7:00 wake up and feed liam
8:00 Autumn wakes up and eats breakfast
10:00 Autumn takes bath
12:00 Autumn has lunch
1:00 Autumn takes nap
1:00-3:00 clean house
5:00 make dinner
6:00 eat dinner
8:00 Autumn goes to bed
9:00 I start getting ready for bed

This isn't just my schedule, these are the HIGHLIGHTS of my day.  Everyday the same thing.  I am starting to get really warn out.  I have been trying to do things extra like make up things to bake and cook, sew, knit... I am even teaching myself to play the banjo.  This is all fun and dandy, until I realize that I still have the same problem- I am always alone.  I have tried reaching out to people and it just doesn't seem to work, sad day.

I have thought a lot about having game nights, or baking days, or just plain making dinner and inviting people over, but who would come? I love being a mom and wife, I just didn't know it was going to be this lonesome.
Sorry for the sob story, hopefully tomorrow feels better. 

Tuesday, February 16, 2010


I just thought I would let everyone know that I hit 150 lbs today.  Go me.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010


I have had an "ah-ha!" moment, just now, as I sit at my computer.  

Recently, I have been wondering how I am going to be able to help support my family AND be a stay-at-home mom.  Well, I like doing crafts and I like making things for people... Hmm

Then it hit me.

What is my absolute passion??  Food, yes food.  I love it.  There is barely anything that can top eating something that makes your taste buds rejoice in hallelujias!  I want to be humble, but there is no way to get around it when I say, I am a dang good cook, every night I cook dinner my hunny groans in delight as the meal I prepared hits the flavour side of his brain.  It truly is a thing of pride and self-satisfaction to cook not just good, but fantastic meals. But enough about cooking... I want to talk about baking.

I have been baking twice as long as I have been cooking.  Talk about comfort.  Getting a baked good, whether it be bread of a pie brings such warmth and joy to your heart, that words cannot describe.  I just love a delicate treat to savour to really enjoy a special day, or to make a bad day feel amazing.
I'm talking CHOCOLATE, VANILLA, BANANA, CREAM CHEESE, NUTS, BERRIES... talk about comfort.

So, to finally get to where I am going;

I am going to start a bakery-type business.  I will mostly do cupcakes, but I can do other things as well.  I'm talking about the moist, rich, decadent, so dreamy that when you only see a picture of it your mouth starts to water cupcake.

It will be out of my very own kitchen... And it will take time to start, but I am going to do it.  So... I have no time any more for my craft blog, I am off on a new journey.  Wish me luck!

Tuesday, February 9, 2010


I have started a new diet... Well I actually started on Sunday... I am not going to say what it is, I will reveal it when I am done.
Here's my progress so far:

Day 1: 160
Day 2: 158
Day 3: 155

No, I'm not starving myself :) 

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Winter the ozarks
Home, Sweet Home.

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Soon to come!

Soo... I made a new blog.  This one is about my life.  My new blog is about the things I make up in my brain.  Please enjoy... if you want to...

This is it!

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Oh goodness...

A very good offer has come my way... Though, we weren't wanting another dog.  I would'nt mind an outside dog, ONLY an outside dog...  And just LOOK at those eyes! 
Well, what do you think? Should I say yes?

Monday, February 1, 2010


Gah! I have NO idea what to name this poor excuse for a blog! Any ideas??