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Refiner's Fire

Got the worst call of my life on Friday. Dad has cancer. Dad has cancer. Dad has cancer. It was everything I could do to get off the phone. I was in shock. I couldn't feel anything. Everything my mom was telling me was just information. It was like we were talking about a stubbed toe. There was no falling to the ground in hysterics. There was no earth opening up and swallowing me. There was no pain. Until hours later when all was quiet--when the kids were in bed; when my mind took all that information and processed it. My Dad has cancer. My Dad has cancer. MY dad has cancer. my DAD has cancer. my dad has CANCER! Then, if I had been standing,my knees would have buckled and the ground would have been taken out from underneath me. All the fears, and the unknowns came rushing at me...and then the tears started. Then they stopped. And then they started again. And again. And again. Today the tears held themselves at bay as I awaited the news of my dad's doctors appointment to...

All dressed up and nowhere to go...

Monday morning. Jump out of bed like toast popping out of the toaster. Ready to seize the day. Shoot...I'm ready to seize the WEEK, brother!! Get all gussied up in my finest--skirt, nice top, scarf and going to wear my dressy boots for the first time this season--and am planning to go into the office to 'take on the world!' (or at least tackle some of the paperwork cluttering my desk) when a fanfare ringtone sounds on my phone. That would be my hubby. I chose this ringtone for him because it sounds royal and he likes to think he's the king around here. (Bah ha ha haaa! I will just let him have that...) On the text are 5 little words that change the entire course of my day: "Oops, I took your keys by mistake." (I see what you did there --bravo for you for noticing that there are actually seven words, not five.) No keys means no access to my office so off comes the skirt, the top, the fancy scarf. On goes the jeans with just the right amount of lycra,...

And the rain, rain, rain came down, down, down....

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I can't imagine why this song has been stuck in my head for the last few days. Could it be that the sunshine has finally tired of shining on us? Could it be that the rain clouds are making up for their lack of appearance in the last 3 months. Could it be... THE RAINY SEASON?! Yes, Virginia, there is a Mother Nature and she has caught up to where she should be with her seasons in short order. Just last weekend we were literally roasting outside in the sun while our Thanksgiving turkey was roasting in the oven. Look--here's proof of how HOT it was outside. Now, just one week later we are subject to wind, rain and cold. Look--here's proof of how GROSS it is outside. Why am I in my car? Because I love the sound of the rain and the only way I can truly experience it is sitting in my car. Okay, this is only sort of true. I do love listening to the rain when I am lying in my bed, or snuggled up for a movie with the family, but I am not crazy enough to run outside and sit...

What we can become...

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Today when I went to pick Zee up from skool I saw the newspaper he had been working on had been posted outside his classroom door. Eager to see his work I paused for a moment to read it when suddenly he slammed his hands over a certain section of the project. Nonplussed, I continued reading the other sections of his newspaper and had no intention of looking at what he covered up because it obviously revealed something he wanted to keep from me. I'm not a nosy kind of mom--at least not one that I will admit to being--so I had full intentions of walking away without looking at his secrets but as I moved from it my eyes betrayed me. They cast a quick glance in the direction where his hands once protected the entry. And I saw this: Meet My Hero My Mom Well, as if it was possible for me to continue to walk away. I turned on my heel and headed back towards the wall with complete disregard for what I once considered my son's protected privacy. That entry was about ME!!! And it wa...

REMIX

My iPod is gifted--it does it's own remix.  It just played Born This Way (Lady Gaga) and followed it up with Express Yourself (Madonna). That's a girl...

Coolest. Thing. Ever.

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Got my Moshi Moshi in the mail today! What's a Moshi Moshi, you may ask? See picture: It's an old fashioned receiver that you can plug into your Blackberry, iPhone, iPad or computer and cut down almost 95% on the radiation that comes from cell phone usage. In my business I'm on the phone alot and as the phone heats up during the call I can't help but thinking what that heat is radiating into my brain (just for the record, it is not radiating the lotto 6/49 numbers, nor any stock market tips)  So now, I don't have to worry! This little baby makes FaceTime clearer, can be used on Skype and so far it's been great on my Blackberry.  There is one little problem though...how am I going to fit it into my purse?!   Either I can steal ideas from Lenny Kravitz et al, or I'll just have to buy that ginormous Michael Kors that I have my eye on.  I think that Louis Vuitton might suffice also... Oh yeah, me and the celebs have a CONNECTION now (pun intended!!)...

So maybe I DO have a little bit of Martha in me....

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I'm so excited! We acquired this little bistro set a couple of years ago and I absolutely loved it but lately it's been looking old, tired and dated so I went to Home Depot, grabbed myself a couple of cans of espresso satin finish spray paint and voila, infused new life into my little bistro. We also had a bench downstairs that hubby built over 20 years ago--inside our one bedroom apartment--that has just been taking up space so I moved it outside, put some pillows on it and tried to make a conversation area. I am very happy with the results. In fact, this morning I sat outside on my bench, drank my morning shake and listened to my scriptures...in the SUNSHINE...and it was glorious. Amazing what a little creativity, a couple of cans of paint, and some knick knacks can do! Come on over anytime and enjoy my little piece of heaven with me! Yucky. Boring. Cold. Sterile. Inviting.  Warm. Friendly. Almost perfect.  Need the bench to be a different color.

Flash Tape--A little flash of AMAZING

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Are you tired of constantly tugging at your clothes to make sure your bra strap isn't hanging out?  Tired of constantly pulling your shirt up to prevent your girls from making their debut?  Tired of that gaping hole right in the 'busty' area of your blouse?  If so, let me tell you about my little flash of amazing--it's called FLASH TAPE and it is a life saver!! I am a very particular girl--I don't like my underwear showing, don't like my shirt to pull up when I bend over, don't like to worry about anything being seen that isn't supposed to be seen, so this product has been so amazing for me.  How did I discover it, you might ask?  Well, I stole it from my kids!  Kiki had some very long socks that she wore for her jazz solo and she used this tape to hold them up so they didn't fall down in the middle of a jete or a baryshnikov (doesn't my command of the 'dance' language impress you?!), and the surprising thing is that it totally worked...

I'm BACK!!

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Howdy peeps, I'm back!! My brain hasn't been thinking in 'blogging mode' for a long time so you are going to have to cut me a bit of slack here until things get rolling like they used to (if, in fact, that can ever happen again). Life has been filled with many challenges for me in the last year. Suffice it to say that God and I weren't speaking for a while and that lead me on all kinds of paths.  Paths of research, paths of discovery, paths of rebellion, paths of questioning, paths of depression...many, many paths.  One of these paths lead to me getting my nose pierced, as well as having two sessions with a naturopath that can only be described as a witch doctor.   Through all this exploring I came to know that the 'truths' I have held dear my whole life were indeed 'truths' and were what answered all my questions about life, and is a perfect example of how I want to live my life.  Durring my trial, one of the things I found that really helped me...

Good Earth Summer

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Good Earth Summer by mommaluvsfashion featuring long shirts CALYPSO ST BARTH long shirt $49 - calypsostbarth.com MOTHER flare leg jeans £215 - harrods.com Missoni summer sandals €179 - jades24.com Balenciaga handbag $1,895 - balenciaga.com Chan Luu wrap bracelet $180 - shirise.com R J Graziano crystal bangle $45 - bloomingdales.com Betsey Johnson flower stud earrings $40 - macys.com Rag bone braided leather belt $125 - rag-bone.com H M flower hair accessory £1.99 - hm.com

Calling All Fashionista Wanna-be's.

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This, www.polyvore.com, is THE coolest website ever!! Thanks to Carmen for letting me know about it. Maybe I shouldn't be thanking her, come to think of it, because I really don't have the time to be fooling around with a fashion site. The website is full of skirts, dresses, pants, purses, shoes, boots....ohmigosh, you name it...and you get to co-ordinate, create and fashionista yourself to death!!  It is totally THE BOMB! Yes, I just used that phrase... ...and yes I am totally aware that I am must too old to use it.. ...but you've got to check out this site! Good girl gone bad by mommaluvsfashion featuring high heels Carvela high heels £120 - houseoffraser.co.uk Marni zipper wallet $385 - marni.com TIARA flower hair accessory $58 - bcbg.com Rockett St George Kiss Wall Sticker – Red $50 - coggles.com

The MONSTER in our Family Room

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There is an enemy in our home. A time sucking, brain numbing, facial disfiguring (mouth hangs open and eyes are glazed) MONSTER... ....and we pay to feed it food like Wizards of Waverly Place, Toddlers and Tiaras, The Iron Chef, Good Luck Charlie, and a bunch of other crap.  (Yes, I said it...CRAP!) Kiki comes home from school and bows to the TV god and worships until she gets shamed by me or else has to rush off to dance. Zee copies everything his sisters do so ditto for his behavior after school. Mo, I have to confess, has so very little time in her day that she RARELY even glances at the TV let alone worships it...however, I bet if she had more time then she, too, would find herself succumbing to my personal enemy.  And the Hubby? Well, he's needs it to 'decompress' apparently.  I'm not entirely opposed to the TV, just to clarify my stance on things, but I feel that it is for the occasional entertainment...it is not the mainstay of our existence.  I ...