I heard a phenomenal sermon on Sunday. Side note: besides the fact that the pastors at our church are amazing and most always give great sermons it is often so much more about where my head is at when they are given.

This is what I came away with and it may/…

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This summer has been a battle of wills it seems. Ten minutes after cleaning the whole house it is often a disaster all over again regardless of threats, bribes, chore charts, allowances, chiding, begging, imploring, weeping, screaming or whispering. My children are strong willed mess makers and it wr…

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Since this summer may go down as the singular most challenging extended period of time in my life and my blogging is sporadic and at times like a car crash you can not look away from it makes absolute sense that a random site would pick my blog to be featured./…

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New work that I will hopefully get listed on Etsy as soon as I finish cursing this vicious summer cold that will NOT leave me be. Thank you dear husband for recording my snoring last night with your phone and then showing me this morning. If only you knew the thousands…

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It was Thursday evening when I boldly declared to my dining companions that I never get sick and when my husband scoffed I gave him the eye and dared him to speak up. The tickle at the back of my throat just an annoyance, not yet a real live bristly rope/…

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A couple of weeks ago I decided to throw together a sort of fort for the girls upstairs. I had leftover foam and stuffing from redoing my pathetic saggy couch cushions and a plus size Old Navy Skirt (that no longer fit me woo hoo!) that just beckoned to be repurposed…

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All Sculpture by Sarah Hicks of Chicago, http://thomasrobertello.com/artist/view/1639
Still working on my camera skills (can not get sharp pictures, dramatic sigh with an eye twitch) and wishing for a super amazing macro lens to appear on my doorstep............

Don't forget to use code 106DEGREES/…

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I am outlining the letters of Poppy's name in paint and Poppy says, "Wow, Mom how you do that?"
"Because I am awesome" I reply.
Poppy gestures all around the kitchen, "Mom you have to do ALL the cooking and then you be awesome."  So true Poppy. So true.




Next up a visit to…

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The other night after the gummy bear fiasco Sam let me have the night off. I had to return some things after a slight overdose of shopping therapy (sorry dear husband) and feeling so proud of myself for returning 6 items of children's clothing thus receiving $17.35 back on my Gap/…

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Summer 2012 has thus far been me feeling overwhelmed with a side of panic and a splash of hysteria. Is it just me or do all mothers weep while questioning their job performance? There are days I can not fathom why I have this job. Like yesterday when I calmly warned…

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A friend of mine Bailey did a photo shoot of all my Etsy goods at my moms house recently and I am so excited to share these pictures with blog world! Before I do let me tell you a couple of things about Beautiful Mess Photography. Bailey and her husband have…

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For the past few weeks, months maybe?, when I sew or knit or crochet my hands go numb. First the right, my supporting one and then the left, the worker. It's probably some sort of repetitive motion thing and today I tried to remember how long it's been since I began…

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Over the last few weeks I have slowly been inching my way towards the southwest corner of the gym. The weights area. The area where males stop between every set and gaze at their own reflections for a good long while before they move on to checking iPhones and adjusting shirtsleeves,/…

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So I will just keep on showing up to the page. There may not be anything worth reading for these next few months because I mostly will be fending off little ones but I will not quit. I think. My all or nothingness has been rearing its ugly head and if…

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The cute life guards know they're cute. Trust me on this. You are better off acting indifferent than gazing up at them in adoration as they nod without listening and act cool. Stick to the boys your age, especially the ones who don't know they are cute yet or are going/…

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I will admit I was not prepared. I made no plans or schedules. Camps are too expensive times four. Everything is too expensive times four. I naively thought we would all somehow float along, sleep in, lunches no longer having to be packed meant that our noonday meal would just appear/…

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Size 8 jeans. Despite the Ding Dongs I am suddenly now addicted too. I think it's my mothers fault for never giving us that crap as kids. It's like grown up guilty crack. So I am not doing any extreme diet. I am trying my very best to unwire the way/…

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We bought our house almost 7 years ago? I was pregnant with Ruby at the time and remember lumbering up and down the sidewalks with Sadie, her doll stroller, and her baby. Because of that pregnancy and then two more the backyard was declared no man's land while the front yard/…

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Thank you for the pile of mulch delivered to our driveway every spring that lived there deep into the summer, our mountain. The spaghetti noodle fight where all of us screamed "Worms!" while laughing till we thought we would die. The encouragement to do what we loved, even go to art/…

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Yesterday was some sort of crash for me. I just wanted to wave a white flag and take to the bed. It started at the gym where no matter what I do I hit a WALL at 30 minutes and have to stop running. I am feeling beyond frustrated and discouraged…

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I used to call you baby spy. You would watch me, expressionless, calculating, and I was sure you were reporting to someone else, some higher up. You were transmitting my endless failings over a sophisticated and undetectable line of communication.

We have slowly left behind the pointing and screaming/…

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My father had a German father. What does that even mean? Silence? Sauerkraut? Is sauerkraut even German? His mother was also silent but not German, I think maybe Irish. Together they raised my father in silence. At least that's what I have gathered over my father's 67 years of mostly silence.

There/…

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The needlework has finally been completed!





Then at the suggestion of a friend I tried out a new design, a three stranded necklace with one strand all sterling beads.

To check them out and more GO HERE! And don't' forget to use code MOMDAY2012 for 10 percent off.
Tomorrow's topic, putting on the armor…

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