political me weighs in

Our government...by the people...for the people. Not so much!

If you pay attention to politics and what is going on on Wall Street, you now know this is not the case. Our nation in financial crisis and our government finds it an appropriate time to play politics. Democrates and Republicans pointing the finger at each other. Even up until the moment they are supposed to be passing a bill to help our country gain some sort of economic footing. Both parties wanting to get the last word. Reminds me of a toddler I know!

Now, I could tell myself that what goes on on Wall Street has no effect on me, so it doesn't matter. However, I would be kidding myself. I've spent too much time watching Fast Money to believe that! (Yes...I watch money shows on TV. Who knew?)

What can I do? I CAN VOTE. I can make an educated decision, doing my best to sort through the spin our media puts on everything to try to get me to vote the way they want me to vote! (that is another post in and of itself.)

If I was cool...I would end this post by saying ROCK THE VOTE! But I'm not...so I'll just say VOTE!

just keepin' it real

Me 1:55 pm. No make-up.

I am out of my pajamas though. I need to go to Wal-Mart. I wonder if my family will protest if I serve scrambled eggs for dinner? Cole won't. Eggs are his favorite. I wonder if anyone will notice if I go to Wal-Mart like this? What am I talking about...it's Wal-Mart. I desperately need to vacuume my house. I did pick up a few fuzz balls off the floor. We'll call it good! I need to do laundry. Brock wore the same underwear he had on yesterday. Sorry bud. Cody has been in this outfit sense yesterday. Sorry bud. Where has this day gone? What's that hymn that keeps playing over and over again in my head? Have I done any good in the world today? I am going to throw together a bomb FHE. We'll count that. I'm tired, but I'm smiling in this pic. I think I am surviving. Cody just smiled at me. Cole is yelling at me that if I don't come now...he is going to wipe himself. I'm out!

my home boys

These two keep me company while the others are away.

I'm pretty sure they got my back...or maybe they are plotting to one day team up and do all kinds of things behind my back. Either way, they've got me covered.

Spent a minute on etsy...and received more than enough inspiration to make these.

I think my beading hiatus is over!

i like these

Found these switch plates here.

(This is my favorite. Great for a girl's room. Although I am tempted to put it in my own room, and surely I don't have to tell you in which position the light switch would be!)

thoughts from the otherside of bowl of ice cream #3

Feeling that I may have gone overboard, but my 3 year old conquered his fear of the toilet after well over a week of struggle and I couldn't think of a better way to celebrate. "Mom," he said, "I pooped on the potty and I'm not freaking out!"

Last bite of ice cream, bowl#3...here's to patience, frustration, failure, and finally success!

You know her...you love her

Happy Birthday to my Mom.

(aka Grandma T, T-Bopper, and the Perfume Princess)

She is without a doubt the nicest most genuine person I know. That having been said, it is no suprise that she has cried at every Hallmark made for TV movie (not to mention their commercials.)

Love you Mom.

I aspire to have as big a heart as you do.