Everyone Needs to Read This!!

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I got this from one of my best girl friends this morning and felt like it was something that should be shared.  It certainly made me feel good!


Every night, someone thinks about you before going to sleep.

At least 15 people in this world love you.

The only reason someone would ever hate you is because he wants to be just like you.

There are at least two people in this world that would die for you.

You mean the world to someone.

Someone that you don't even know exists loves you.

When you make the biggest mistake ever, something good comes from it.

When you think the world has turned its back on you, take a look.

Always remember the compliments you've received.

Forget the rude remarks.


Though moderately cheesey, all are good things to remember when you're having a bad day. :0)

I Hate to be A Mom Like That ...

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I always swore I'd never be one of those moms who allowed my little girl to think she could get by on her pretty face.

But when I emptied Kendall's backpack today, this


totally made up for this.

The Bomb Shelter

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"How do you do it?"

That's what everyone keeps asking me.  I don't think my savings are tremendous or unbelievable, by any means, but I've certainly come a long way since I started using coupons.  I mean I'm not one of those people that gets $100 worth of groceries for $10 or anything.  But I think saving more than I spend is pretty awesome.  (And even more awesome is that fact that Kendall stands beside the cashier at Publix now and waits for it to "flip."  She gets as excited as I do!!)  And now it's like second nature to me.  When I first started, it used to take me hours to clip, sort, arrange, and group my coupons.  But now it's an art form.  It's all about the planning!

OK, so how do I do it?  First, I swear by a website called Southern Savers.  I use this site to print my grocery lists.  I just go to the home page, click on the store (I shop at Publix and Kroger mainly), click the box next to what I want/need, and print.  The site has the best priced items listed along with the matching coupons to save the most money -- so this is where the planning comes in.  I try to avoid buying anything that isn't on the list at Publix or Kroger.  When I first started, this was really hard to do.  I mean, I need toothpaste when I need it, whether it's on sale or not.  But once you get the hang of it, you won't need to buy anything that isn't on sale because you'll have a stockpile.

OK, so after I've printed my lists, I pull my coupons.  I get most of my coupons from the Sunday paper, but occasionally I'll print from one of the websites on the list.  I buy a double paper every Sunday so I get double the coupons.  I clip everything that I think I may need, even if it's not a brand I normally buy.  In other words, I clip every coupon except ones for things like blood pressure monitors or diabetic supplies; I won't ever need those.  But I still clip formula,diapers and wipes, though I don't use them, because those types of things make excellent baby gifts or donations to shelters.

After I clip, I sort.  This is a personal preference thing.  Some of my friends use a binder with baseball card protector sheets to sort.  Some of my friends don't "clip" at all; they simply stack the coupon packet on a shelf in the pantry with the date on it.  That way they can just clip the ones they want to use.  I keep my coupons in an expandable check file, sorted into categories like "breakfast," "beverages," "fridge," "freezer," etc.  (On a side note, I usually clip and sort mid week so that my entire Sunday is not consumed with coupon craziness.)

Once my lists are printed with matching coupons and I have my coupons sorted, I can pull the coupons I need for each item.  I use an envelope for each store I shop at.  As I pull the coupons for Publix, I write down how many of each I have on my list (this helps when you're in the store with the old lady running over your heels and the screaming preschooler in the buggy) and insert them into the Publix envelope.  The envelope goes in the purse and I'm ready to shop.  I don't take all of my coupons to the store (again, a personal preference) because then I may be tempted to buy things that are not on the list simply because I have a coupon.

That is the deceiving thing about couponing.  I always thought that if I had a coupon, I should buy it right then.  But actually sales run in cycles.  (This is all on the tutorial on the Southern Savers website.)  For example, toilet paper goes on sale about every six weeks.  So when it's at it's best price, I use my coupons and stock up.  That way I don't have to buy toilet paper again until it's on sale next cycle.

Makes sense, now, right?

Anyway, so once I get home with all this stuff (that I only paid $100 for, mind you), where does it go?

My poor family had to help me stuff paper towels and toilet paper into strange places when this first started.  I think I had 15 boxes of toothpaste in my closet stuffed between my shoes at one point.  Luckily for me, I have a crafty and handy do-it-yourselfer for a husband, and he built some shelves in my basement that serve as my "store."  When we run out of something upstairs, I take a grocery bag downstairs and go "shopping."  It's so nice.  This area of our basement is affectionately known as the "bomb shelter" because I'm fairly certain we could survive down there in case of a bomb or other natural disaster!  Usually more than half of what I buy at the store goes straight downstairs to the shelves to be kept for later.

So that's how I do it.  I'm sure my explanation is oversimplified, but now that it is second nature, I don't even think about it.  And when I do shop without coupons, it feels very strange.  That's why we've started stockpiling for a Florida trip in a  few weeks -- buy it now so we can save and spend the money on things that are more fun than food!

Favorite Photo(s) Friday

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I am including two separate Favorites today since I was unable to post last Friday due to my grueling work schedule and terrible procrastination.  So here's a favorite for last Friday and today.

Rachel, Keisha, & Jackie
July 2010

We are laughing because we are all Class of 1996, yet the picture was taken at the Class of 1995 reunion ... and yes, we have aged well.  Rachel and Jackie are two of my oldest friends; by oldest I mean I've known them the longest, not that we are old, per se.  I've known Jackie since elementary school -- and we've been through it together.  I have some terribly incriminating photos from a few years of cheerleading and a trip to Gatlinburg where we made it on the cover of a teen magazine. (ha!)  We started our periods together.  We started wearing bras together.  We started finding boys interesting together.  We cheered together.  And through it all, Jackie was always my friend.  One thing I admire about her is that she never lets gossip affect the way she feels about something.  (That could be why our friendship survived through high school ....) I've known Rachel since middle school, and we become especially close in high school when we had Mr. Claiborne for homeroom.  Rachel and I dated guys that ran in the same circles, and we spent a lot of time together.  Her mom was out cheerleading coach, and we spent a lot of time at her home.  One of my favorite memories (OK, there are several ...) is from our Spring Break trips to Destin.  I believe there are also some incriminating photos from those trips, as well. ;0)

It seems crazy to me that life has brought us full circle.  After Tim and I moved to Canton, I reconnected with Rachel and Jackie because we all live within miles of each other.  After years of losing touch (in college we were in different schools in different towns), somehow we all ended up with guys from NCHS (Class of '95, mind you) and living in Holly Springs, GA.  And I couldn't be happier to still have both of these girls as my friends!

Tanner Michael
August 2010

Because I hate for everyone to think that he never smiles for me anymore ...

This was taken after Tanner's 4th day of school.  He's still in tact, whole, and in a good mood.  I love this picture because he looks so big!!  I love my little angel.  And don't tell him I said this, but he could probably get just about anything he wants from me if he'd flash me that smile!

Here's An Idea

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I am taking a much-needed break from the hours of tedious researching and typing I've been doing for this job I won on Freelancer last week.

Silly me, I thought that this one sounded easy peesy.  Boy, was I wrong.  I'm supposed to type 100 articles about anything I want and create 5 comprehension questions to go with each.  A super cinch, right?  It should be, except that I bid on the job honestly believing that I would have time to work on the 100 articles before I said I would have them completed (I said 7 days.).

Silly Mommy.

You know better.

So I bid on the job Friday; I won the job Friday; Saturday was Birthdaypalooza; Sunday was recovery from Birthdaypalooza, complete with 102 fever from the girl child.

OK, so I shouldn't have said 7 days if I wasn't even going to start to think about the job until Monday.

So Monday morning I was ready -- thinking cap was on.  Then Kendall was sick with the fever and the sore throat that are over-taking Cherokee county.  And I had to take Tanner to his Open House.  And I had to watch Brady.  And I had to go to the bank and the pet store to buy food for the other "kids."

You know -- I had to do my real job.

OK, so I should've just removed the thinking cap and saved it for Tuesday.

Oh, wait.  Tuesday is today, right?

Anyway, by dinner time Monday evening I had 8 articles written without questions.  And it was GRUELING getting that many done.  I felt so guilty -- like I was neglecting my role as mom and caretaker for my kids.

And that's not how it's supposed to be.

Then my super-awesome-and-fabulous SIL saved me by giving me some ideas -- topics, if you will.  You see, that is part of my problem here.  I am slightly Type A (Yes, just slightly), and I need direction.  Give me boundaries.  Instructions.  Many people hear, "Any topic you want," and they are ecstatic.  I was to begin with.  But then, once I started to write, my brain was overwhelmed by the idea of "anything."

Maybe it's because I know so much.  There are so many topics floating around in there.  I'm not trying to boast -- I just mean I have a lot of information in the grey matter.  (Of course, most of it is buried under the years of cobwebs brought about by childbirth and child-rearing.  Lack of use, I suppose.)  I taught for 6 years.  This job should be easy.

But it's not.  So here I am, at 4 PM on Day 4 of my 7 day job with only 18 articles written and 0 comprehension questions.

Mostly because I've been at the doctor and the pharmacy and washing anything with germs (which is everything) for the past few hours while trying to get some work done.  Both kiddos are sick now, one with strep throat and one with a nasty cold.  Because I'm so busy trying to keep straight when one took meds last and when the other one can have meds again, I seriously just can't focus on anything else.

And they just want to sit with me and get lovin'.

So here's my proposal.

You can read my blog.  And then you can pay me.  How does that sound?

Favorite Photo(s) Friday

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Sorry.  I couldn't pick just one.  This week, my sweet "baby" boy turned 4.  No longer a baby, my big boy came running out of his room on his "birthday" (OK, it was the day after his real birthday -- but that's another story altogether.) with a big grin and empty hands.

I asked, "Good morning, Birthday Boy.  Where's your lovey?"

He replied with, "Mommy, I'm a big boy now.  I'm four.  I don't need my lovey and blankie."

How awesome.  I can't believe how big he's gotten.  Looking back at these pictures, each taken on his birthday or at his birthday party, really shows how much he's grown and changed.  He doesn't look like a baby anymore, that's for sure.

And yesterday (his "birthday") was filled with many fun things that just flooded out of his mouth.  All day he talked about how much bigger he is -- Mommy, look at my big 4-year-old teeth.  Mommy, I have huge big boy muscles now.  Look.  Mommy, I think I have fuzzy armpits now ... no, not yet ...

I love it.

Every second of it.

He wanted to go to Fuddruckers for dinner, so Tim and I obliged, complete with chocolate milkshakes, cookies, and "pretend" playing on video games.

Now I'm taking a tiny break in the cleaning of the house to post my favorite photos from the past 4 years with Tannerbug.

Big birthday party tomorrow!

More Firsts!

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Anyone who has talked to Kendall in the last few weeks has heard her talking about how excited she is about being a big first grader.  We met her teacher last week, and she is super sweet and appears to be very loving.  (On the first day K came home and told me, "She doesn't yell, Mommy.  And that's a good thing.")  So Sunday night, as we climbed into bed, I don't know who was more excited/nervous -- K or me.  She, luckily, went right to sleep.  And though I feared she would wake up all night long, she slept all night, and woke up refreshed and raring to go.

Of course, I had to wake her at 6:25 after an entire summer of her waking at 6:15 on her own.  But that's the nature of the beast, right?

So Monday morning K got up, got dressed in the clothes she picked out the night before (that were strategically hanging inside her closet -- my newest attempt at making our mornings a little easier), packed her lunch box, brushed her teeth and hair, and came to the breakfast table with a smile on her face.  Two bites into her breakfast she informed me that her tummy hurt and she didn't want to eat anymore.  I knew it was nerves, and so did she, which tells me that she is growing up too fast.

Nana came over at 7 to sit with Tannerbug so I could walk K in at school; I was anticipating tears, so I wanted to have both arms empty for her.

But I didn't need my arms after all.

After 20 minutes in the carpool line, we parked, entered the building, and Kendall walked in front of me to her classroom.  I had to take her to the cafeteria since it was before the 7:30 bell, and that was the first sign of unease (from either of us!)  The thought of leaving her, sitting in the cafeteria, alone, not among friends, terrified me and left me feeling so sad.  But I also didn't want her to the only 1st grader whose Mommy was standing beside her the entire time, unable to leave her to be a big girl.

So I stood with her for a minute, pointing out people we knew from last year.  When I knew she only had about 5 minutes left before the bell, I reminded her how to get back to her classroom, kissed her on the head, sniffed back some tears, and walked out the cafeteria door.

I looked back one time, just to make sure she wasn't running after me, and she was fine, sitting quietly in her seat, a tiny little head among a sea of other tiny heads.

Then, when it was time to pick her up, she met me at the car door with the biggest smile!!  As she climbed in the car (and buckled herself ... things sure have changed since last year!), I asked about her day, to which she went on about her new teacher and how different 1st grade is all the way home.  (Also a big change from last year when she never told me anything about her day!)  She said she only cried for a minute when she couldn't find her crayons (I had moved them in her book bag ... that's my girl ... getting upset because she thinks she's not prepared and feels out of control ...), but that Ms. Cervone helped her find them and then she was fine.  She loves not being "the baby" anymore.  And on Day Two, she didn't even want me to walk her in anymore (though she did say that she didn't want to sit in the cafeteria, so we made sure we got to school after the 7:30 bell).

And when she's gone I miss her so much.

And she misses me.

So I guess this is just what we needed.