Monthly Archives: March 2013

Pin Love


Today I feel like sharing a few of my favorite pins that I’ve found in the past week or so. It may become a regular thing. Or not. {PS – the photos are links back to the pin if you want to click on them.} Enjoy!

I’m thinking we’ll try dying eggs like this tonight. I’m sure the kids will LOVE it!

Instructions for Volcano Colored Eggs: Mix together a tbsp of baking soda, couple tsps of water and some food coloring. Now, grab your paint brushes and begin painting your eggs. Then pour vinegar it on top of the egg & watch the “volcanic eruption” take place.You can repeat steps 2, 3, & 4 over & over until you’re ready to move onto another egg. Lastly, pat off any excess vinegar or simply let them air dry.

If this is true, it’s awesome! Someone go to a Disney park and come back to tell us if it works! {Better yet, take me with you!}

If you yell “Andy’s coming!” in front of Buzz or Woody at a Disney park they will stop what they’re doing and drop.

Wrapped V-neck High Waist Maxi Dress

Oh how I want this tub. Times 1000.

The Tub I Really Really Would LOVE in My Bathroom

I loved reading this article (and more on the blog too!) and have decided to take on the challenge of not yelling at my kids. Starting small over here with just a month long goal. Had to start over today because yesterday was…unsuccessful.

10 things I learned when I stopped yelling at my kids. Great parenting and relationship read.

And last but not least:

Do you have any favorite pins from the week? Please share in the comments!

Coconut Chicken…mm…mm…good!


While cleaning out some old photos, I came across this beauty:


I know, I know – it really doesn’t look all that tasty. Like at all. But let me tell you, this is a recipe worth trying.

For a prettier version, this is what the picture from the original recipe looks like (and that leads to my pin if you want to click on it to repin and save for later, too):

From Budget Bytes

Much prettier, right? Of course right.

Now, since it’s been so long since we tried these, I don’t have a lot to say about them except that those up there are the results and the verdict is that I wish I had some chicken thawed out so we could have this for dinner tonight! It was so yummy (though a bit on the greasy side). We didn’t make the dipping sauce because we already had some sweet chili sauce in the fridge, but oh boy was it good. Did I mention that yet? So go to the recipe page and pin it or bookmark it or whatever you do to remember where it is and then make it ASAP and then come back here and tell me I was right.

***Be on the lookout for more quick posts like this as I’m sorting through old pictures!***

Wanderlust Wednesday: Sylt Island, Germany or Random Place in Ireland?


I know I’ve been MIA for a while. I’ve just been enjoying life with my family, doing things like frosting and eating sugar cookies right before bed. I mean really, how could you not with happy faces like these?!

But I’m back, and seeing how today is Wednesday, let’s get on to wanderlusting with a new stunning picture I’ve pinned to my Pinterest travel board, shall we?

The caption under the picture that I pinned reads “There is a place in Ireland where every two years on June 10-18 the stars line up with this bridge. It’s called heavens trail.”

However, when clicking through, you will come to a page with this caption instead: “Milky Way – Germany on Sylt Island in the North Sea in November, 2010, by a talented photographer called Thomas Zimmer.”

However, when clicking through the link on that page to try and find the original, you once again find the Ireland reference. Repeatedly.

Now, due to the Germany caption actually having photographer info, I’m more apt to believe it, but who knows? Do you? If you do, then share where this is in the comments please please please!

UPDATE: Thomas Zimmer in Germany it is! Here is a post with more info about the photo (go read it – it’s really interesting!). If you’d like to see more of Zimmer’s photography, you can find it here.

It Takes a Village…


It takes a village to raise a child. We’ve all heard it. We’ve maybe even said it.

But why?

Maybe it’s so the child can have more eyes watching to keep him safe. Maybe it’s so the child can learn things his parents haven’t taught him. Or reinforce the things they have. Maybe it’s so the child can have someone trusted to turn to when he doesn’t feel comfortable talking to his parents. Maybe it’s just because the more people who love the child, the better. All good reasons for the village, right? But maybe it’s none of them.

Over the past few months, I’ve come to a realization that maybe the village isn’t for the child at all. Maybe, just maybe, the village is for the mother. Because you know what, being a mom is hard! And somewhere along the way of the I-can-do-everything-myself-and-do-it-well woman’s revolution, it became some kind of social faux pax to talk about it being hard. Because you should be able to do anything. Everything, actually. By yourself. And do it well. You are a WOMAN.

And how hard can it be to hang out with a three year old, really? Well let me tell you, it’s HARD. And you know what, it’s okay to talk about it being hard. So many women are out there perusing Pinterest boards and mommy blogs and looking at the wonderfully healthy cooked meals and perfectly styled homes and magazine-worthy outfits and fun-filled activities for kids and 18 hour a day workouts that are sure to give you fantastic abs and wondering “Why can’t I do it all?! Why is this so hard for me? I’m supposed to love every minute and I don’t! In fact, right now, after cleaning up the entire huge container of bubbles that my three year old dumped in the carpet while I was changing the baby’s mega-blowout diaper, and then feeding them a lunch of corndogs and fruit snacks and then yelling at them 5 times to take a nap so I could have this 5 minutes to just breath, I HATE being a mom! And I’m still in my pajamas! And I haven’t showered yet this year! What’s wrong with me?! I’m not supposed to hate this! No one else hates it!”

But the truth is, unless you count my sister with 8 kids who measures the same height* as Mary Poppins on that measuring tape she’s got, there aren’t any perfect moms out there. Some women take to mothering more naturally, but nobody’s dream job is to wash dishes and clothes and bathrooms and yell at their kids all day, believe me. And nobody is out there doing it all or even half of “it”, because there just isn’t time! What they’re good at, you might suck at, but you know what, it goes the other way, too. Most of all, you’re not alone.

That’s why we need to bring back the village.

Just knowing you’re not alone somehow makes it better. Having someone to talk to on those hard days makes it not so hard. Having a friend to carpool with so you don’t have to go to the school 8.4 million times in one day makes it not so hard. Having somewhere you can drop your kids off while you get a little “me time” in, even if that me time is going to the dentist to get a cavity filled, makes it not so hard. {Actually, that kinda just sucks no matter what.} Having a buddy to encourage you and exercise right alongside you makes it not so hard. Having another mom to laugh with while your 6 year old spends the entire class performance making big exaggerated winks at you instead of singing along makes it not so hard. And being able to do all of those things in return, somehow makes it not so hard.

As moms, whether we work or stay at home, we need to be there for each other. We need to build a village of encouragement, strength, and most of all, honesty. Honesty that it’s okay to be grateful for your kids and freakin’ frustrated with their hardheadness at the same time. {Because that hardheadnesses surely came from their father, and you picked him, right?} Honesty that it’s okay to find joy in the little things like a successful potty trip with your toddler and still be upset about other things like the 5 year old who colored on the newly painted walls with a Sharpie. Just honesty that it’s okay to be REAL about motherhood and its ups and downs. No mother should feel alone. She needs a village. We all do.


It takes a village to raise a mother…

…from loneliness

…from feeling lost

…from the idea that she’s a failure

It takes a village.

What can you do to build up your village? Let’s start a village revolution.

*Practically Perfect in Every Way