Things I’ve learned (lately)

1. Did you know that buckwheat is not wheat? It is not even a “grain” at all. It is a highly nutritious seed. Who knew!? I sure didn’t until I looked at my list of “best foods to trial next” for my son, who has Food Protein Induced Enterocolitis Syndrome (FPIES) and began researching it.
Side note: Many of you might be new to my blog. If you wish to catch up from the beginning of my blogging career (ahem) you can read more about him, and our FPIES journey here.

A few months ago, his pediatric dietician told me to trial Japanese Soba noodles made with 100% buckwheat, as another option to get some great protein in his diet. I thought she was crazy. Buckwheat? Let’s just poison him now! Until I did some research. A long trip to the Co-op reading every Asian noodle label 5 times, and $9 later, I had a bag of noodles for him to trial. I thought he would be so excited to try something so different. Not so much. He really is just so happy with his 13 safe foods. It is kind of sad in a way, but makes for being at a party, or playdate much easier. He is not tempted by gold-fish and cake (anymore). Nonetheless, he was not tempted to trial the brown slippery noodle either. Plan B. I figured the best way to get him interested in a new food, is to get the same texture/shape of foods he is used to eating. So, I did some more research and found there is a buckwheat cracker.

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Of course, I had to order them. I swear, I never ordered food on Amazon or Soap.com (in this case) prior to having a child with food allergies, and now that is where I have to get almost all of his “pre-made” food, with the exception of his Trader Joe staples. Thank God for Tj’s!

Anywho, for all you Gluten-free-ers out there…now you know that buckwheat is misnomer, and there are cracker options out there. They also make a quinoa and hazelnut version. They are pretty tasty (for gluten-free, taste-free crackers) and are a good replacement for flatbread crisps for dipping, or whatever.

2.  The key to a clean house is to behave like a maid.  I know this seems like a no-brainer, but I think you would be surprised how an easy and simple routine, can really keep things clean. Every morning when ‘the boy’ comes to my bed side and tells me to “ake up! ake up!’ I reluctantly side roll out of bed. He goes into the living room to watch TV (gasp if you must), and I reenact Jennifer Lopez’s role in “Maid in Manhattan.”  Well, the cleaning parts anyway. I skip over the part where I pretend to be rich and marry a politician. Although that would have its perks. Kidding.  What I mean, is I go in everyone’s room, when appropriate, and make the bed, clean-up, open the blinds, and freshen the place up. I do this before my mandatory cup of morning coffee. I know. Crazy, right? I bet many of you probably don’t even drink home-brewed coffee. I guess for you Starbucks, Pete’s peeps, this is nothing new, well at least the functioning without coffee part.

Anywho, I call this genius cleaning act ‘turn-up.’ And yes, I do ‘turn-down’ too. Down to every toy, book, piece of trash, etc. They all get put in their rightful place prior to lights out. The kids help of course, but while they take their bath, I get it  ‘magazine worthy.’ After I am done with that, I do a whole house pick-up. I sweep, vacuum, wash every dish, etc., before I sit down to watch some Real House Wives program. Admit it. You love them. If you don’t, you probably do not have cable or you are a boy.

Another thing I learned is that laundry baskets are kind of evil. If you put the clean clothes in them, they never make their way out  to be folded. If you put the folded laundry inside them, then they never make it into their respective drawers. Now, I use them ONLY for safe passage from the garage (my filthy laundry room) to the couch. That way, my OCD brain will never allow the clothes to sit there long enough for the family to plumage their weekly outfits from the pile. Instead I fold it when the children are sleeping or when the boy is napping. However, whenever you find the time to fold the never-ending mounds of laundry that covers half of your couch (don’t worry, no one is judging) just be sure to put the folded laundry in front of their intended recipients door while they are sleeping. That way, when doing your morning turn-up, you are reminded and bothered by the clothes in the hallway like the left over food trays at the hotel, so you put them away first.

Trust me, you will thank me later.

3. It is okay to wear a swimsuit even if you are not at your ‘goal weight.‘ I seriously cringe at that phrase. Hubby knows this, and uses it whenever he can to get a rise out of me. It works. I mean, who is at their goal weight after children (A.C.) anyway? Well you could be one of those freakishly lucky biotches I have been talking about. Yes sister, I am talking about you again.
I mentioned yesterday, I did the dreaded swimsuit shopping. Even worse, I had to take the kids. My daughter wondered why I tried on ‘so many black swimsuits’ and she told me I looked beautiful in every one, but she especially loved the pink one. I ended up with the vintage inspired navy blue one. The point is, your kids don’t care what you look like. They just want to splash, swim, and have fun with you. Not a 20 pound thinner you. Just you. In all your glory. This Huffington Post article circulating Facebook today, reminded me of that.

I guess I will embrace that my legs and boobs are no longer my best assets in a swimsuit (or otherwise) and just have fun in the sun. Afterall, I do have vodka lemonades to help suppress those feelings of loss. At least I know have beautiful hair. I have my children to thank for that.
4. Friendships do change and that’s okay. It is no secret that I value friendship. I consider myself to be a great friend, a decent listener (working on this), and a glue that brings people together. Lately I am lucky to see my friends once a month, and even more lucky if I actually talk to them on the phone other than receive a text. Its okay. I am not mad about it. I don’t feel as disconnected as one would think. I guess it is just the times. A bestie of mine, Kristine, of 25 years shared a link on Facebook to this article, What Being a BFF in Your Thirties Means. I commented with, “I especially like, “We’ve traded cocktails on the beach for mimosas at baby showers.” Check. Love you too bestie! Even if we don’t chat everyday :)” Fortunately for us, we do find time the way we can now that we are in our thirties and have kids. The reality is, life changes. Friendships change. You know what? It’s okay!

Make the best of what you’ve got.

Muah to all my besties, old and new out there!

Xoxo,
Magazine Mom

Namaste

Yesterday, I posted on Facebook a picture of my two kiddos sitting ‘close’ together at a park with the caption, “It was a good day.”

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I realized after receiving 51 likes and 7 comments (but who’s counting?) I need to celebrate those ‘good’ days, well heck, even ‘good’ moments more often. Lets be honest, sometimes they are far and few between.

Well, unless you are living in the magical make-believe world where your children are the best behaved, angelic little beings who only bring you joy with every waking moment of your life, while prancing along side the unicorns, and flying with the tooth fairy, then you should relish in those moments too.

Right?

Part of me started blogging (if you can call it that) to have documented proof that my children are not perfect. If I hear one more time that I never whinned or had a tantrum, I am going to throw myself to the floor and scream.

I love you mom, but I really just find this statement hard to believe. I mean, have you met me? I am a whiner now and I definitely throw my fair share of tantrums. I am pretty sure these traits did not develop when I went away to college.

I know this for certain, because it was there that I perfected my OCD skills. There is no way I had the time or energy to learn  how to whine, throw tantrums, and obsess over the placement of my knick knacks, all while obtaining my cum-laude collegiate education. It’s simply impossible.

All I know, is today, I relished in a few ‘great moments’ with my kiddos that I felt the need to document. After all, it can’t always be bad.

My favorite moment (1 min and 49 seconds to be exact) of everyday happens while listening to the Frozen soundtrack in my car and watching (in my rear view mirror) and listening to BOTH my kids sing and laugh together to the “Frozen Heart” song. ‘The boy’ is hilarious as he very astutely slaps is hands down on his lap as if he too is chiseling and heaving ice blocks, and yells out “Ho” and “Go” every time they say,

Hup! Ho!
Watch your step!
Let it go!

and both of the kiddos giggle after they yell,
stronger than a hundred men! HO!

Really. It makes my whole day.

For that moment, I join the leprechaun’s at the end of the rainbow in the magical world of make-believe.

Then today, a rare occasion where we all got to exercise and relax together (for about 58 seconds) at a free mom/kid yoga class at a local yoga studio here in Davis.

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Though chaotic, it was much more relaxing than being in a dressing room (pretty unsuccessfully) trying on 13 swimsuits at TJ Maxx with both children was. Though I did manage to find one that was less offensive than the others.

Thankfully, I did that before yoga.

Although the kids found relaxation in that too.

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Namaste.

Xoxo,
Magazine Mom

 

 

 

 

 

 

Home Cooking Meal Momma

Last Friday night, was monthly mom’s night out. We all host a month throughout the year, where we can choose to host at our home or pick the restaurant. This month, my dear friend Suzanne hosted us at her beautiful home. She made us all a delicious home cooked meal, served us tantalizing basil infused lemon vodka drinks. Mmm… they were refreshing. I say, “they” because I had a few too many, stayed until 2 in the morning and am just now feeling back to ‘normal’ and it is Monday.

Needless to say, the drinks and the company were amazing.

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Suzanne, Nicole and me (looking not so cute)

So was the view from her backyard.

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We were all to bring either an appetizer or dessert of our liking.  I choose, dessert.
Lately, well since I was pregnant with ‘the girl’ (5 years ago) I could eat a cupcake everyday. Mind you, I do not. But I very well could. Since all of us mommies have some dietary restriction (I know, lame), I went to a local cupcake shop and got an array of goodies, gluten sugar-free, vegan and full of everything, things.

Truth be told, I think I ate almost all them self around midnight.

My friend Nicole, and fellow blogger, brought a simple, and super delicious appetizer. A gluten-free baguette, sliced into rounds mildly toasted with a hint of olive oil. For the dipping sauce, basil pesto in a jar from Costco.

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this one!

Easy peasy, and delicious.

Seriously. It was (is) AMAZING. So much so, that I went to Costco at the first chance I had (today) to buy it.

Really. It’s that good.

Since Nicole reminded me about boiling chicken (since I cannot touch or handle it do to an unrealistic odd phobia I developed in my teens) the other day during our Ikea playdate with our kiddos, I have been a Home Cooking Meal Momma (self-proclaimed)!

Hubby even said, “Wow, two homemade meals in a row!? Is this because you hung out with Nicole?”

Me: “Well, I guess so.”

Tonight it makes 3. Thanks to Nicole.

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I boiled some boneless skinless frozen chicken breast (somehow this is less repulsive) for 30 minutes. Give or take a few.

Afterward, I chopped it length wise then in half.

I boiled some Trader Joe’s gluten-free corn penne pasta (my favorite gluten-free brand).

Added some (half the bag) Trader Joe’s sun-dried tomatoes (Julienne cut)

Poured half of the jar (could have used the whole jar, but I am savoring it) of pesto over it all and mixed it together. You aren’t even supposed to heat the pesto. You simply bring it to room temperature for 10-15 minutes before you use it.

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It is the perfect hearty summertime pasta.

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Not too hot, and it will be fabulous cold tomorrow for lunch.

I feel obliged to say it was not kid approved in our house. In the pasta’s defense, I have an incredibly picky 5-year-old and a 2 year-old with FPIES, who can only eat 13 food/ingredients.

Instead they gorged themselves on spinach chips I made. I great tip I got from a fellow FPIES mom.

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Simply lay gobs (handfuls) of spinach on a baking sheet ( I use a drying rack for a crispier texture).

Brush with an oil of your choice or what is safe in our case, which is grape seed oil.

Sprinkle with sea salt

bake @ 350 for 10-12 minutes.

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Seriously, easy and so delicious!

I love them too.

I even got a big thumbs up from ‘the boy’

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They could not get enough!

Elle: “Mom, you make the best lettuce!”
Me: giggling, ” Thanks sweetie.”

It was messy, but fun to watch my whole family devour something together. Even it we all weren’t feasting on the same thing.

Enjoy.

Xoxo,
Magazine Mom

Per * se * revere

Seriously? Has it been 7 months since my last blog post and depressing tearful confession? What on earth have I been doing!?  I guess I should give myself some credit. I have done a lot in these last months.

I co-planned my daughters school auction, which was a totally tubular success, dude! We managed to come in $3,000 under budget, raised the most money (yet), got the majority of the people drunk, and got to see everyone dressed in 1980′s clothes. Rad, right?

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me and my awesome hubby

Oh, and I got to crimp my hair. What could be better?

Aside from party planning, my other favorite pass time, I have been a re-decorating machine.

My kiddos pre-school is a very old, school. I have been wanting to remodel the adult bathroom there (well everything, really, but I had to start somewhere) since the first time I laid eyes on it 3 years ago. Luckily, a dear friend and fellow school mom also had the same idea. So we gathered up the hubby’s and got to work. Well, lets just say, our brains got to work, and the hubby’s hands got to work.

I had an idea to have each family paint a mini canvas, whatever they wished (an idea I stole from Yolanda from the Real Housewives of Beverly Hills) and create a mosaic wall as the bathrooms vocal point. I wanted to keep it clean, fresh and whimsical. After all, it is a preschool bathroom.

I absolutely adore how it turned out.

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My intent for mounting them on plywood, is that as the years go on, they can have other classes partake and rotate the child’s art, and decorating a whole wall inside the school with these works of art. Who knows if it will happen, but the intent is there. It will be up to other overachieving moms and dads to keep it up :)

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I think the sun light on the ceiling is my favorite part. Thank you, Ikea.  I realize the rest of the bathroom is almost impossible to see (do to shotty photography on my part), and the custom cabinetry my hubby did is not even in the photos, but you get the idea. My only regret, is that we did not take a before and after photo. You will just have to take my word for it, that it was bad…really BAD, before. Now, lets just say, everyone takes a little more time to go to the bathroom.

The problem with fixing something like this up, it makes you realize all the other projects you want to do around your own house.

So, instead of not doing anything about it, I got to work.

I have not really loved the color of my living room, since, well  never. The problem is, it is such a tricky room because the lighting is different on all the walls, and the main wall continues into the kitchen with no real end place. Therefore, you must love the color so much, you want it in your kitchen too.

Thus the hunt began.

I kind of just wanted to keep it simple and use a color I already had. To save money and time…why reinvent the wheel if you don’t have to.

So I put up my master bedroom color on the wall for a patch test.

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It seems to pass, so why the heck not. Two galloons, and two days later the room was transformed. Not sure in a good way. The color was simply to cool, and too blue. Great for a bedroom, not for my living room and kitchen.

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You can see the previous tan color in the photos as well, which highlighted my dislike for the color even more. However, quiet moments was not the answer. I did complete all the walls and sat with it for a week before coming to this conclusion.

Meanwhile in that week, I painted, and repainted my bathroom.

I posted these pictures on Facebook with the caption “Am I crazy? Darn you Pinterest for “inspiring” me to spend an entire week re-painting my house room by room. Coral it is for this bathroom.

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As it turns out. I am crazy. Shocking, I know.

So, I used the cream color I had just painted in my hallway the day before,

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new hallway art too

 

ditched the new pop art shower curtain (I still love it, I just have another use for it up my sleeve) changed out the light fixture, put up a picture of the kiddos (since this will be their bathroom one day) and voila!

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To be honest. it is still not perfect. I am sure one day I will find the perfect color and re-paint it. But for now, it is sooo much better than “Coral Gables.”

I did find a great use for the coral paint though.

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A nightstand re-do. Not quite ready to show it in the space…I am still working out a pillow problem in the master bedroom. I admit, I am obsessed with pillows. Not sure why, or what to do about it. I just can’t get enough of them, and I am constantly rearranging them.

I told you I was crazy.

Well, I finally sucked it up, realized I needed to repaint the living room and kitchen, again, and I did. I persevered.

In this case, I per-se-revered with Benjamin Moore’s “Revere Pewter.”

Dork. I know.

If you are a Pinterest crusader such as myself, you have become very familiar with the color. I think it is currently the most popular color sold, and pinned.

I absolutely love it! It is a great warm neutral that just allows a great back drop to any room. To be honest, it almost goes away, and to be honest, that is exactly what I wanted. A color that lets everything stand out.

 

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hubby helps out

out with the cool blue and in with the warm elegance

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Sorry for the nighttime photos but I really didn’t want to delay blogging any further. You understand.

I think the best part of the new space is the gallery wall.

Of course I have always wanted one, but I was intimidated by the placement, hanging and potential hole filled wall I would leave behind from my constant mind changing and lopsided mounting.

Fear not, friends. Thanks to Pinterest, and my Molly (as a team we are “Moshley”) we cut craft paper to represent each frame, wrote the title of the picture on it (i.e. “Barn”) and even made marks on the outside of the paper where the hanging mechanisms were.

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Genius, right!?

Sometimes.

I really need to work on my photography. I promise these are not crooked as they appear in this dark photo.

Completely satisfied…but friends it didn’t stop there.

I have been wanting a more functional office space for awhile now, and when I saw this pin on Pinterest, I knew this is what I wanted and needed.

After careful measurements and cost analysis, I realized it was perfect. I posted my office desk on Craigslist as a start.

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Within two days, it sold for asking price and only $50 under what I bought it for  years ago. Can’t beat that. It was super smart thinking on my part because though hubby was on board, he always needs an extra push to get going.

I would like to report, my master bath is still not done. I promise to show you its ‘progress’ soon.

Anywho, I absolutely LOVE the office. I find myself starring at it all the time, and it feels so good that the whole family can enjoy it, at the same time!

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Classic. Beautiful. Functional.

Just like I like it.

More house stuff to come soon…I am not done yet.

After all, I must persevere.

 

Hope you likey!

XOXO,
Magazine Mom

 

he cried, she cried, I cried.

I am not sure if it because I have had a {body} cold for the last week which has left me completely run down and deflated like the worn out bean bag in my daughter’s room, but this week, has been one of THE most challenging “parenting” weeks, I have had in a long time.

It is no secret, that there have been many days where I spent time looking for the nearest fire station to drop off my son {not seriously}. But today, I wished I could drop myself off at the fire station instead. Especially, if it was the hunky Hayward Fire Department (wink, wink).

No, really.

I just want to disappear. Not for long - maybe for a day, or week or two, but away. Away from the crying, the whining, the demands, the chaos.

Time to myself.

Quiet.

Today, my son spent half the day crying, and the other half throwing himself to floor crying in frustration. In his defense, life sucks for him. Between not being able to eat anything (other than his twelve safe foods), or adequately communicating his needs (because he is not even two and barely has any understandable words)…I would probably be pretty pissed off too.

My daughter on the other hand, has been doing her best to break me down. I don’t think willingly, but her badgering and relentless asking for everything and anything, are working marvelously at it.

Tonight, I cracked. Snapped, really.  I have a temper, which I have never denied. I actually enrolled myself in anger management in my teens to learn how to manage it. Clearly, it didn’t really help. I am ashamed of it, but I have to talk about it, or else it seems that much worse if I hide it.

The worst part, is I am just passing it {anger} on down to my children, like it was passed down to me.

Tonight after feeling completely depleted, drained and just darn right ‘done’ I reached my breaking point. I yelled at my crying, daughter as she told me I was the “worst mean mommy” ever! She then went into her room, slammed the door, and slammed her check on the corner of her dresser. I heard her cry of hurt, not anger, so I went to her aid. Sure enough, under her right eye, now lies a purple, raised scratch, which I am hoping doesn’t turn into a black eye. Not only because I am fearful of the CPS knock on the door (she has been getting herself hurt a lot lately), but we are taking our Christmas family photos this weekend. Tis my life.

After I realized she was fine, and went in the hallway where my hubby was, and I just broke down crying. I don’t want to be “mean mommy,” I told him. “I don’t want to be this angry and yell at my children, but I feel beaten down. I need a break.”

I am really hoping it is because of this cold, that I feel so drained. It doesn’t take away the fact that being a stay at home mom is hard. Heck, being any kind of parent or mom is hard!

I have never let my daughter see me cry before. I am not really sure why, but tonight I did. I went in her room and asked her if she could see my crying. She said, yes. I told her “I don’t want to be mean mommy, but her badgering and hurtful words really got to me.” By the expression on her face, I think, (hope), she understood. For a moment, everything seemed better. Quiet.

Afterward, she wanted me to read her bedtime book, and she cuddled me while I read it.

I do love my job…don’t I? There are ups and downs. There is the good, the bad, and the ugly, and the horrid, like today, but in the end, I love my children. I love my family.

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Sometimes, I just need to love myself.

Sometimes, my anger proves that difficult.

Desperately hoping I am not alone,
-Magazine Mom

Xoxo

Day 31: behind the black door ~ lights out

This 31 day journey, behind the black door, ends tonight…as well as the Halloween hype. Starting tomorrow, the stores will be filled with Christmas décor, and I will be having dinner with friends, working on getting my social life back.

It has been a fun, and relatively short month, surprisingly. I am not really sure what my intent was titling this years, October blog challenge, “behind the black door,” but at the very least, you know me, and my home, just a little bit more. If that is the case, then mission accomplished.

I will leave you with pictures of me, and my families Halloween day adventures.

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Pink kitty strutting her stuff at the parade. If you haven’t noticed, I opted to drop the skirt…It took away from her kitty-ness. I found the tights last minute at Target to tie the whole look together.

Everyone LOVED her costume. Me included.

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Elle with teacher Christina

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She looks a little more mouse than cat with that face, but I love it nonetheless

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There is Harlan, stealing the show with his dancing, and making friends with Batman and a fellow pirate

Kitty-cat Elle with her dear friend, Emilie the witch

Kitty-cat Elle with her dear friend, Emilie the witch

my kiddos together, a rare photo moment
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The Queen Bee herself, can’t get them together

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Can you believe this is the one and only shot I have of me looking at the camera, and my eyes are closed?! Go figure…

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I get to put that, in my that?

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My dad, “g-pa”, came along too. A treat in-and-of-it self.

By the way, not sure about in your town, but there were a lot of witches, and pirates in ours, so when I saw this costume, I was over joyed.

I actually asked her, If I could take a picture of her (while I was doing so, the boy was pushing her back in hopes of getting one of her balloons on her fall).

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He didn’t really push her down, and If you haven’t guessed, it is from the movie, UP.

Brilliant.

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I am still baffled how I ended up with a daughter who does not like taking pictures. It is beyond me.

Once we had enough stimulation, and candy, we were done…just so happened to be 4 o’clock.

Gosh, I love daytime trick-or-treating.

The evening ended with pumpkin carving with g-pa
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Till next time…

Muahahha!

Xoxo,
Magazine Mom

Day 30: behind the black door ~ things I have learned {about myself} in the last 30 days

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I do REALLY well at self challenges

I need to make more self challenges

Folding laundry is no longer a priority

I really love the Eastwind Organic GF Granola Bars from Costco

I suck at listening

and I am even worse at emailing

I miss my friends

and my husband even more

I neglect my son a little too much since he now allows me too (hence his chaffing rash caused from too heavy of pee diapers)

I am more creative than I give myself credit for

Music is my outlet for stress (my whole families, actually)

You really can do so much with a Sharpie pen

I really LOVE drinking my one cup of coffee in the car (less interruption)

I have a hard time confessing wrongs to my daughter – like that I dropped her beloved kitty cat pumpkin on the ground and cracked it in two pieces

My children eat a LOT of In-n-Out Burger

I can’t put something on the stove and then come into the office to work on something on the computer (as I burn my sons millet mush as we speak I type)

Eating egg salad sandwichs makes for rotten smelling farts

I need to get my hair done more often

I do not have much tact at times

I miss watching television. Bad television.

Clicking the “like” button on Facebook or WordPress  is a message of worth

Having a ‘made bed’, clears my mind

I like my pillows much better now that I moved the blue ones to the back (thanks for all the suggestions)
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I need to lay off the sweets (according to my skinny jeans that I can no longer button)

I love to shop retail, but I like thrifting more.

FPIES really sucks.

I am TMI Tuesday ( you know, like throwback Thursday)

I need an iPhone. The glass shards on my broken HTC are simply not cutting it anymore (no-pun intended)

My yard looks like a day care facility, even when we are sleeping

I need more supportive shoes

I really like getting new “followers”, thanks to all of you :)

I should stop wiping my daughters butt for her

I could probably feed a small group of children lunch with the amount of food debris I have in my car

People don’t read my blog on Saturday nights

or Tuesday’s.

I am a fan of child labor

Sauvignon blanc is definitely my favorite wine (this year)

Charlie and the Chocolate factory is a fun book to read to my daughter. The Oompa-Lumpa’s are hysterically passive aggressive, and their songs are hilarious.

I don’t like being touched when I am eating

I am REALLY cheap

Mascara and lip gloss can turn anyone from drab to fab

Don’t trust a fellow facebook-er with the date of my bestie’s birthday (Happy Birthday, Krisitine!)

I have anger issues. Lots.

I am not going to be 34 next month, only 33.

Weekday meal themes really do work (confession I switched my taco night with my noodle night)

I leave my children in a running car for long periods of time, while I quietly get things done inside my house

My breath stinks in the morning (hubby told me to this one). How do some people wake up with fresh breath? Don’t tell me Crest.

I want to get rid of my flab. News flash: I actually joined a gym today!

I like to sign some posts with Anastasia Steele and Christian Grey humor (I hope you have been getting them)

I spend WAY too much time editing photos for my posts

I really enjoy being a working parent at my daughters school so I can see, and capture, moments like this
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I leave everything until the last minute

Hence, why I need to stop blogging so I can go paint my “bee nails” and attach Velcro to my sons costume for tomorrow mornings Halloween parade.

Xoxo,
Magazine Mom

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Day 29: behind the black door ~ you can call me queen bee…

And baby I’ll rule, I’ll rule, I’ll rule, I’ll  rule
Let me live that fantasy…
and everyone who knows me knows…

I am not driving a Cadillac in my dreams – more like a Honda Pilot, or a Toyota SUV.

In all seriousness, I LOVE the song Royals, by sixteen-year-old Lorde. The song even inspired my costume this year. I don’t usually dress-up fantastically. In fact, I think I have used my daughters kitty-cat ears and tail left over from a previous years costume, but I did draw cat eyes, a nose and whiskers on my face.

Now mind you, this year is still not going to be elaborate, but fantastic, yes!

While on the inner-web the other day (twelve to be exact), I came across this DIY Queen Bee costume, and I immediately pinned it, with the comment, “yep…this is what I am going to bee. It reminds me of my favorite song too.”

What I love most about it, is it makes me smile. The costume (really just a fascinator) takes me to a happy place, driving in the car with my kiddos, and hearing my daughter sing,

gold teeth
grey goose
trip in the bathroom
we don’t care
were not caught up in your love affair

Maybe not so accurately, but needless to say, it is hysterically adorable. If she only knew what the words were really saying. Or, not.

That being said, I knew I had to make this. With my new-found, “I can make that!” attitude, I went to Michaels and bought all the stuff, and spent way too much on pom-poms and pipe cleaner. When did those get so expensive? Granted they were $7 all together, but geez. The Dollar store, did not have the colors I needed in the sizes I needed…surely, I tried there first.

Anywho, now that I finally had all the supplies I needed,

glue gun
pom-poms (large yellow, and small black)
2 black pipe cleaner
gold paper stock (I choose gold sparkle fantastic-ness)
clip
black headband

I got to work…

I just followed the simple instructions the tutorial gave, and started with the crown. They even provided a printable crown template to make it that much easier.

Then I made the antennae, by twisting the black pipe cleaner around a pencil to make it twisty

found the pom-poms I needed
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Well sort of, anyway. I had to improvise. There were not two large yellow ones. There was a medium and a large, so I had to cut down the large one to match the smaller one. If you look closely you can tell, but I am okay with it. I have learned to let go of details from time to time (sometimes).

With only two severe minor burns from the glue gun,

ta-da…
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So cute, right?

But the buzz, didn’t stop there.

I decided to make a pin (brooch hair clip thing) to go along with the costume, instead of the shoe clips the tutorial gave.

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I am not sure how I will use it, but I am sure I will share a photo of me, and my families costumes.

For now, my masterpiece will wait here at my vanity accessories station,

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until Halloween…

Xoxo,
Queen Bee (aka Magazine Mom)

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Day 28: behind the black door~ refueled

As I just walked into the door from my {preschool} board meeting with more energy than I have had in weeks, it donned on me. I recharge, get fueled, through adult conversation and interaction. Hubby has been telling me this for years, and I never thought anything of it, until yesterday when my dear friend, Nicole, and fellow 31 day challenge blogger, asked the very question to her readers.

So, what about you? What are the activities that really make you feel refreshed? That fuel you instead of draining you? Are they all “producing” or “neutral” activities, or do “consuming” activities help you relax, too?

Of course, the question makes more sense if you read her post, but it is incredibly insightful.

What activities do you do that fuel you and maintain “internal order?”

For her, it is journaling or creating.

For me, to quote my response to her question, “I think having good conversations makes me feel refreshed, as well as doing (creating, writing, drinking (lol)…etc.)”

The other day, hubby said that maybe I should get a ‘real job’ because I thrive on adult interaction. He quickly rebuttaled, “Oh, never mind, you are so tortured by not being with the kids, that it just wouldn’t work.”

Clearly he is right, but there has to be a better way.

Light bulb.

I just need to spend more time with adults, especially ones I like. You know, see my friends who I adore, or at the very least talk to them on the phone (I LOVE talking), have some dates with my hubby, connect with like-minded people without a toddler attached to my leg.

Duh!

So, in 4 days, I will be making this a priority. I already have, by sending an email to my mommy group for a new twist to our monthly night outs. To insure, months go by without a night out, I asked us all to choose a month in the year to ‘host’ that months evening. When it is your turn, you can either host it at your house, or chose the restaurant. It is perfect.

Now, I will be creating another one, for my besties.

I will also be adding “get a sitter” to the top of my to-do list that has been collecting dust for the last 28 days, so hubby and I can have more than three date night/days a year. Ahem.

I am thankful for the awareness of knowing what I need for fueling my mental happiness. Thank you, Nicole, and hubby.
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This is good stuff.

Xoxo,
Magazine Mom

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Day 27: Behind the black door ~heavy equipment obsessed

My son is a boy. Not only because his chromosomes, and anatomy tell me so, he is a true - likes to get dirty, obsessed with anything with wheels, enjoys anything he can kick or throw, grunts when he sees heavy equipment, and plays with trucks, tractors and trailers every waking moment, BOY.

I would fool no one if I were conducting the next Baby X experiment. Maybe his hair, would fool the able minded.

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I must admit, I have just recently discovered the power of YouTube. I know, I am slightly behind the times, but I never really saw a use for it, until now. Hubby gets sucked in the “tube vortex” all of the time, so I guess I have always resented it. Now, I stick ‘the boy’ in front of the computer, with a drink and snack, and turn on heavy equipment videos. Just tractors in action. He LOVES it. I get to take a shower, do my make-up, and dry my hair, all in silence. Well, I occasionally have to get up to change videos, and I do hear an occasional grunt, but otherwise – pure bliss.
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I probably shouldn’t be proud of my new-found babysitter, but I am.

I think it is better than half of the stuff on TV.

Granted, I do have to be careful…the other day he clicked on video that had some rather vulgar language…but it could have been worse. He may have found one his dads files. Hee hee.

Aside from his heavy equipment obsession, I can’t seem to get him to wear any shirts that do not have Thomas, of Thomas and friends, on the front (like shown above). I can sometimes distract him with a Dinosaur shirt if one of his three Thomas shirts are not available (aka, dirty). Crazy. Even my daughter isn’t that picky…he is not even two years old for crying-out-loud.

I do like that he knows what he likes. He gets that from me.

The other day, I picked up a plain long-sleeved t-shirt for him on the clearance rack at Target, with the intent of making it something great.

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Can’t beat that.

Well, brand new anyway.

After I realized that I could trace directly from the computer screen, I knew exactly what I wanted to do.

I searched Google for some heavy equipment images, and I chose some that seemed best suited for a silhouette shape. Not a lot of details, but had strong graphics.

I got right to work.

Using the same technique I used to make the felt pieces for my kid’s school, I placed the shirt directly on the computer screen. The screen was wearing the shirt.

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I just took a chance on placement, and chose my favorite machines that I knew he would love.

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I LOVE how it turned out.

I, initially thought, I would fill in the shapes, but after completing them all, I love the modern vintage feel they bring in sketch form.

Don’t you?

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A big thanks to my friend, Esther (Happy Birthday!), who inspired me to make shirts for my son using a sharpie.

Her sons have many “Esther originals,” and I love the humor, originality, and love that they emulate.

I have got say, it feels good to use my creativity in different ways.

I wonder what I will do next?

Xoxo,
Magazine Mom

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