Yet Another Purpose Post

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There are a lot of things I believe in and enjoy.

Caring for one another. Equality. Kindness. Not focusing on the lives of others to make yourself feel better OR worse. Money Writing Feeling Good Religions (I really love religions…fascinating stuff…I was almost a Theology major in college that first time out.) ……tons of . . . → Read More: Yet Another Purpose Post

Easter Holiday Recap (Mamavation Style)

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I think the most important part of Easter for me was the sunburn.

That’s right, I got sunburned on a cold day in Michigan. It’s a talent. It also happened because I spent a good deal of the day hanging out in the sun on the back porch feeling warm and watching the kids . . . → Read More: Easter Holiday Recap (Mamavation Style)

The Waiting is the Hardest Part

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As you know, I’ve been talking about my husband being in training.

He graduates from training tomorrow.

He may or may not have interviews tomorrow and the teachers at the training facility tell the group that they should all be working by no later than the second week of April.

All this sounds vague . . . → Read More: The Waiting is the Hardest Part

How Do I Determine Reading Placement for My Daughter? (also, kid anxiety is sad)

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It’s an old far side joke, I know, it’s cheesy and silly and right now feels accurate.

This morning, just to keep the kids entertained I gave them color-in worksheets from Super Mom Moments and they really had fun coloring them in. They had to color the verbs, nouns, and adjectives different colors. Is . . . → Read More: How Do I Determine Reading Placement for My Daughter? (also, kid anxiety is sad)

Acid Trips for those who have Never Done Drugs

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I’m walking around my living room. Wait, no, I’m not. I’m vacuuming and pushing the stupid vacuum around the living room.

Earlier, I had sprayed like eleventhousandmillion ants to death with my (super okay to use around pets and kids) vinegar and lemon degreaser and cleaner.

Quick sidenote: I have not written a post . . . → Read More: Acid Trips for those who have Never Done Drugs

Sacrifices Sometimes Make Me Feel Like A Horrible Mother

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There’s this plan.

It’s one my husband and I have had for a while. It’s a good plan. It’s a plan that allows for a lot of good things to happen for everyone in the family. Most of the time, I feel good about the choices we have made. I feel fulfilled and right. . . . → Read More: Sacrifices Sometimes Make Me Feel Like A Horrible Mother

Why People Who Correct Spelling and Grammar on Facebook are Rude

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Okay, I know there is a big division between those who believe in correcting grammar and spelling and those who don’t.

Most of the people I know, like, and respect tend to be those that correct grammar and spelling, because they want the ‘net to be a better place. A place where logic and . . . → Read More: Why People Who Correct Spelling and Grammar on Facebook are Rude

Updates: Cleaning, organizing, and keeping my toes warm.

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Randy is still plugging along doing his thing that I should finally be able to talk about come April.

Which is weird, because it’s not like he’s in training to be an astronaut, but whatever.

Over here I have been cleaning and challenging myself to do more, more, more in the area of the . . . → Read More: Updates: Cleaning, organizing, and keeping my toes warm.

Sometimes Everything Comes Together (Or, thank goodness for 40 bags in 40 days)

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Oh my gosh.

So I’m totally doing this whole 40 bags in 40 days thing being hosted by White House Black Shutters (That link will take you to the week one update that has links to the original post and everything else, including the Facebook group.) While there is a ton of support both . . . → Read More: Sometimes Everything Comes Together (Or, thank goodness for 40 bags in 40 days)

Give ‘em Love and Get ‘em Gone

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Vacation is this amazing blessing and curse all wrapped into one.

The first week of vacation is awesome, we’re decorating the tree, the kids are being good because of their massive fear of Santa deciding to skip them for the “good kids,” and they’re wanting to help bake cookies (fraction practice!) and clean up . . . → Read More: Give ‘em Love and Get ‘em Gone