Black Friday

Quotes at my house on Black friday!

I don’t care of you go outside…just don’t kill each other.  And if you do, make sure there is no blood!!  I hate the sight of blood before breakfast!

Oh, I just burned my bacon…I better stop dancing!

Are you twerking in the fridge again?

I’m going to need you to close your eyes when you take the first bite of french toast, that way you can thank Jesus for blessing you with your awesome mom who just made killer french toast!!!

This house smells like bacon, looks like a train wreck and sounds like a dance club!!
Loving my Black Friday!!



Whatever you want to call it, ’tis the season to let someone know you are thinking about them.  sometimes a simple Thank You or a phone call just to let them know that they are on your mind can make someone’s entire week!!!

It is also a time to reflect on what is important in your life, or maybe things you are grateful for.

How do I even begin?

Here is my thankful list in no particular order:

  1. My strong faith in God
  2. My two beautiful children
  3. The Past, Present and Future
  4. My furry kids.
  5. My Daddy
  6. My Momma
  7. Sisters
  8. Extended Family
  9. Photography
  10. Pottery
  11. Cheesecake
  12. My church family
  13. Health
  14. Teenagers
  15. Books
  16. Awanas…Kids, volunteers and the ability to make a difference in these kids lives!
  17. Chocolate
  18. Red Bull
  19. Haiti
  20. Pandora
  21. Homeschooling
  22. Passport stamps
  23. Blogging
  24. All Four Seasons
  25. My Ex Husband
  26. My squeaky ceiling fan
  27. Snooze button
  28. Cell Phone
  29. Pictures
  30. Ability to forgive
  31. …..and forget
  32. Lifetime movies
  33. Unsweetened tea
  34. Roller Coasters
  35. Sports Bras
  36. Yoga pants
  37. Naturally curly hair……and my Flat iron
  38. my couch
  39. Lawn Mower
  40. Crushed ice
  41. Matching Socks
  42. Good Night Prayers
  43. Good Morning Kisses
  44. Grass Stained Football pants
  45. Mismatched socks
  46. Frozen Blueberries
  47. Disabilities
  48. Breakfast Food
  49. Naps
  50. Netflix
  51. SnapChat
  52. Sad songs
  53. Flowers
  54. Random dancing in the kitchen
  55. Ice Cream and Milk
  56. unconditional love
  57. Missing Shoes
  58. Long Drives
  59. sleepovers
  60. Best Friends
  61. Old Friends
  62. New Friends
  63. New Relationships
  64. Cartwheels
  65. Trampolines
  66. MEMORIES!!!!

This is my short list!!!

Many blessing to each one of you who follow my Blog.    Have a happy and safe Holiday!!!

Until next time….Make your own thankful list!!!!

Homework Strikes Again!!!


Well, it’s official.  I am a failure as a mother.

Apparently, I have this nasty habit of trusting people.   I look back on my life and realize that may not be the wisest thing to do, yet I continue to do it over and over again……and I continue to get disappointed.

This morning while getting my son ready for school, he tells me he didn’t finish his homework.  Now, that can’t be right.  He told me he finished his homework Monday night.  He also reiterated to me last night that his homework was complete and I even checked it!!!

This morning, he pulls out a math test that he made a whopping 50%. (he must be Houdini, because where he “pulled out” this math test is nothing short of magic, since I just checked his folder less than 10 hours before.)

Oh wait, it get’s better…….

Mom, I need to finish this math homework!!   (he tells me 10 minutes before we leave for school)

Rushing around trying to finish math homework while he eats his cereal, I am spraying his head with a water bottle trying to tame the wild hair sticking up from his sleeping soundly with apparently no guilt at all  for lying to me about having ALL of his homework finished.

We finally get in the car to head to school, and the lecture starts as I call his father and we both harshly tell him the consequences of not doing well in school and lying to his parents.   Hang up from Dad as we pull into the school drop off…….

Mom, this is all your fault!!!!!!

Pardon me?  What is all my fault?

You knew that I had to redo my math test so I could get a better grade!!!!!

I am Fuming by this point, certain that steam was coming out of my ears as I screamed a nasty little profanity that obviously shocked my son as he broke down and started bawling that I am the worst mom in the world!!!!


I squealed out of the school parking lot and headed back home to get the failed math test that he saw me take out of his folder and place on the kitchen counter this morning as he was devouring his second bowl of Corn Flakes!

I barrel into the parking lot like a NASCAR driver, put the car in park and told him to go get a pencil and his test and bring it to the car.   What felt like “5 hours later”  (the famous timeline on SpongeBob) he made his way to the car.

Now let me pause for a brief minute and explain to you that 4th grade math is absolutely the most ridiculous waste of precious time in the history of the world!!!!

You have to add 500 ten thousands to 70 hundreds to 782 ones and then round them off  to the nearest 10s and estimate the missing numerals after writing it in expanded form……..And if you get the first answer incorrect, then the whole darn test is a complete fail!!!

So, correct me if I am wrong.   I have a possible solution to kids NOT failing tests.   Check the first answer, teachers.  Then let the kids finish taking the test.  That way they wont miss the next 12  questions and fail the test.

Now, back to the story of my son…The Drama Queen.

We started arguing immediately because I knew I had the FIRST answer right and he said I was totally wrong.   After 5 minutes of yelling back and forth over who was right, I called his father again.  (basically so he could tell his Father goodbye for the last time because I was getting ready to murder him)

His dad and I both did the math problem together and I WAS RIGHT!!  It  took every thing in me not to jump out of the car and do some embarrassing happy dance that would have included the “Roger Rabbit” and “The Sprinkler” followed with a “split and spirit fingers” for my grand finale.  But it was all cut short when my son proclaimed to his father that I said the “F word” to him.   Imaginary Happy Dance over…Insert Violin music…as my son tries to have a pity party for himself at my expense.

I do not condone using profanity at your children.  I had already  forgotten that I lost my mind and even used the dreaded “F Bomb”.   (and I am truly sorry and embarrassed that it came out of my mouth!)

By this time, He has decided he is not going to even finish the work, His dad is telling him (over the phone as I sit in the Medical school parking lot) to finish his work.   I am in tears at this point.

We are all in tears at this point!!!

Homework finally complete…I guess, unless he had other work he magically forgot to finish!!

Off to school…LATE.  He tells me he is not going to school because he was crying and his friends will laugh at him.   Well, I am the one taking you to school in yoga pants, hair in a messy bun, no makuep or BRA!!!!! 

Finally get him out of the car, sign him in…turn around to give him a hug and kiss goodbye….he’s gone!!!  Houdini strikes again!

Another morning in the life of a single mom who is quite sure she is screwing everything up.

Now off to finish a deadline at work, homeschool the other Hoodlum, write a Bible lesson for class tonight, and do laundry!!!

Bible lesson entitled….even Mom’s need to ask God to forgive them!!!

Ohhhh…. there will be some apologizing tonight and some extra hugs and kisses.  That is, after homework is complete!!!




Atelophobia:  The fear of imperfection of not being enough.”

I find something inspiring about a cold rainy fall morning.  The house is so quiet, tea is hot, music is softly playing Lyle Lovett ballads, I am wrapped in my favorite quilt in absolute bliss.   My job takes me to some beautiful places and I am blessed to be where I am at this new phase in my life.   I am doing what I love.  I get to spend the days with my daughter teaching her, playing with her, enjoying every second of her beautiful sometimes complicated life.    My son and I hit the snooze three different times this morning, because we couldn’t stop hugging each other.  His warm little body snuggled so close to mine, arms wrapped around me so tight.  Good morning tickles and giggles.

It was this morning I realized something.  I am enough.

Here are some things I thought about this morning that I want my kids to know:

  • Be strong enough to stand alone.
  • When you need help, be brave enough to ask for it.
  • You are good enough.
  • you are smart enough.
  • You are brave enough.
  • You are beautiful enough.
  • You are doing enough.
  • You are compassionate enough.
  • You are LOUD enough.  (that one is specifically for you Adam)
  • You are normal enough.
  • You are talented enough.
  • You are confident enough.
  • You are loving enough.


When you feel life beating you down, remember how much I love you and you have always been enough.   I am and will always be your biggest fan.

Know who you are, and know it is enough!”






ImageBe Still and Know That I am God…..


I find myself reciting this verse to myself on a daily basis.  As a person who finds it very hard to sit still, I contemplate what it would be like to actually “be still”. 

I am known to bite off more than I can chew. Being a full time college student and Mom can be quite challenging at times.  Then there are circumstances that are beyond my control, like endless snow days, a flooded house, sick kids and parents then the occasional personal disasters I find myself in, makes me even more busy than I had originally planned.  I used to complain sometimes as the daily activities of life found me overwhelmed, exhausted, and sometimes down right irritable, now I embrace them with joy in my heart, the overwhelming kind of joy that only God can give you.

I meant to write in my blog yesterday, but my day was interrupted by the beautiful warm sunshine that I couldn’t pass up…Another day I found I couldn’t “be still”.

So here is what I decided…maybe in my life I am not supposed to be still. 

I found God yesterday through the glorious sunshine that kept me warm enough to actually turn on the air conditioner in the car as we drove down every country road in two counties.

I saw God through those rolling West Virginia hills full of shadows and sunlight, cattle, wildlife, pigs, sheep, lambs, horses and even a Llama farm.    I saw God through the perfect reflections of the green tinted clear water, the beautiful covered bridges and the beginning of spring peeking its way out of the ground.   Driving past the orchards reminded me that we will soon find ourselves  picking endless supplies of peaches and Apples, I even found myself thinking of that sweet little dog “macintosh” that will greet us as soon as we pull up the long road as we get ready to grab our baskets and start picking the fruit off of the overloaded bending branches.

I heard God yesterday through the snorts of the pigs, the moos of the cows and the sweet little cries of the lambs.  I also heard God through the giggles and squeals of the 5 kids I had with me…singing songs at the top of their little lungs, some on key and some, well, I think they should not pursue a career in music.  Yet, it all sounded beautiful to me.  

I find the true peace of God seeing happy content children playing with their friends, making bonds that I am certain will last a lifetime. The constant laughter and noise, the endless talking and even complaining I find almost serene.

I wouldn’t change it for all the “stillness” in the world…..yet I still see God. 

I find myself in  “Almost Heaven.”