I moved….
To blogger…..so please update your links if you’ve saved my blog address…
Find me here now….http://ginas-closet.blogspot.com/
I Will Judge You…
…if you are standing in front of me, wearing bright yellow basketball outfit, purple trim with an incredibly large LA Lakers logo on the front of it.
But I will laugh uncontrollably when I notice you are wearing yellow crocs with more purple trim and lakers logo stuff, while wearing white socks pulled all the way up to your knees.
I’m just saying.
Menu Monday
Doesn’t that plate of food look delish? Well, it was. I made bbq pulled pork sandwiches last week and because it was soooo good, I am making it again this week.
So, let’s get right to the food:
Monday
B-Cereal
D-Frozen pizzas with fresh fruit
Tuesday
B-Cereal (again, I know)
D-Homemade taquitos, spanish rice and pinto beans
Wednesday
B-My version of McDonald’s sausage mcgriddles…minus the syrup in the bun
D-Bbq Pulled Pork Sandwiches, corn on the cob, bbq beans and cornbread
Thursday
B-Toast, scrambled eggs and fresh fruit
D-Chicken Fajita Wraps and whatever veggies I have left in the fridge
Friday
B-Cereal
D-Leftovers
Snacks for the week:
Pumpkin muffins, zucchini bread and peanut butter cookies…all made by *moi*.
Thing I Don’t Do…
Every mom has their own strength and weaknesses. For example, I am pretty damn patient (for the most part). Where most people would go crazy with 4 kids wrestling and screaming in their living room, just complete chaos all around, not me. Taking all 4 kids out and about doing stuff with them by myself, no problem. Getting the kids involved in cooking and baking is easy as, well, pie.
But ask me to come up with craft ideas for them…well, that’s where you’ve lost me. I envy those who can come up with cute artys ideas for the holidays, who can sew up little projects for their daughters, think up things to make swords with for the boys (well…kids, because Savannah would so be in on that action). Me…well, I need step by step directions WITH pictures.
Which is why when I stumbled upon the blog The Idea Room, I was absoultely smitten with it. The writer Amy is a stay at home mom to 5 kids who has craftyness oozing from head to toe. Each post has ADORABLE, easy to do projects with your kids. They include pictures and directions to help out those uncrafty, like me. She has also some great projects that you can do for orginzation around the house.
The kids have loved each craft we have done so far and love going through her blog picking out our next project. Next up is the Creepy Halloween Apothecary Jars!! I am so excited to be able to decorate the house for the holidays this year! I grew up with handmade type of stuff (not all of it, but some of it) and I have such fond memories from that and I want to be able to pass that on down to my kids.
Check out The Idea Room…I promise, you will love it!!
Refreshed
I took advantage of a long, unscheduled summer to spend lots of quality time with the kids. We played lots of bored games, card games, wrestled, reading, catching up with old and new friends, lots of swimming and just good ol hanging out. It was good for us.
But I am back, refreshed and ready to keep up with my blog.
Pain…What Pain??
A few weeks ago I just happened to slam the sliding door on the van onto my two fingers. I had been out all day long with the kids at a doctors office, when I realized “Shit…not only did I not finish shopping at the grocery store the day before because the baby screamed the entire time we were there, but we nothing to eat at home now.”
After dropping my mom off at home, I drove to the grocery store, pulled into the only shady spot left when I realize Savannah and Logan were snoring their heads off in the back. Crap. Do I call it quits and just go home or do I bravely attempt to finish my grocery shopping? Deciding that whichever one I choose my two sleepyheads will have to be woken up anyways, I decide to go into the store. I get the kids out of the car and go to shut the door, when *WHAM*…holy fuck…what the hell just happened? My pointer and middle finger just got slammed in the door.
I was in some sort of daze because I continue to go into the store with throbbing fingers when some sort of ferile pit bull comes running towards us. All the checkers in the store at standing in front of the door to keep the damn thing out, but now it’s running after us. I have Logan on my hip, Savannah hanging onto my shirt and the boys are pushing the cart when they all start to freak out and try to climb up me. We managed to get into the store unscathed, but realize that I am dripping, no make that squirting blood out of my one finger all over the damn place. Great. There goes this shopping trip.
With the help of my second family (the grocery store employees) I get back to my van and head home, the entire time cursing myself in my head for thinking it was a good idea to attempt grocery shopping that day.
It has been 4 weeks now (that picture was taken 2 weeks after the incident), and I now have a matching crooked finger to Dre’s crooked finger. It is permanently bent in half with limited mobility, but I just take this as another sign that Dre and I are meant to be together. I mean, who else would take us, crooked fingers and all?
Nothing But Time
Because I have nothing but time on my hands, I decided to sign myself up for a half marathon.
Pick your jaw up off the floor….yes, I am capable (hopefully) of running 13.1 miles. Way back when, I used to run every day, and I also walked to school in the snow, barefoot, uphill.
So starting tomorrow, I will be getting up at the butt crack of dawn (which would be 6:30am) to go running when Dre gets home from work. I will run 5 days a week, with some strength training thrown in here and there.
I have 20 weeks (the half marathon is on November 15 in San Diego) to get my flabby ass into shape and make sure I don’t pass out .5 miles into the race.
Lord help me now.
I’m Back
I had to take a short break from a few things in my life (this blog being one of them) in order to focus a bit more on myself. I am feeling a bit better about things these days, thankfully, but I do know I have a ways to go. Minute by minute, day by day, that’s my motto.
