tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68372983536191938872024-03-12T17:58:23.248-07:00One Fabulous MomWhat we all long to hear from our friends and peers. A Mom's survival guide to help you navigate everything from pacifiers to purses. Looking great, feeling great and still being a Mom!The Mrs.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05665800276194590859noreply@blogger.comBlogger1264125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6837298353619193887.post-23050326249180748622016-08-22T08:54:00.001-07:002016-08-22T08:54:40.984-07:00Magic & Miracles Please.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I knew it this was coming. The older Landon gets the more the condition
of his arm, the nightly exercises and surgery every year start to build,
the more I feel the tension grow.<br />
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For the most part we lead normal lives. <b>We are not victims here.</b> We are <b>grateful</b> to have this arm....We believe in <b>MAGIC & MIRACLES.</b><br />
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last week, in the darkness of bedtime, the honest feelings came to the
surface, <b>the snuggling was not enough</b>, there were questions and Landon
wanted answers.<br />
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In general <b>I hate questions what start with
why.</b> I don't think "why me?" benefits anyone. Landon however, being 10,
has a right to ask. Sometimes I feel so angry he has to deal with all
of this. He just wants to be happy and keep it moving like his Mama. So
when the tears came I have to admit, they came for me too. <b>It was
heartbreaking.</b><br />
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I let him have his feelings and tried to bring the
gratitude forward. He wanted the full story, the real story of his
birth, so I told him. He listened intently and had more questions. He's heard it before but I went a little <b>DEEPER.</b><br />
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<b>I tried not to DROWN as I did. I kept the faith. </b><br />
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When the questions were done we snuggled. There was nothing else to say.<br />
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I
have been doing a lot to keep any negativity, and harm from this guy. I
have never made him learn to tie his shoes, I cut up his food, I make
things easier. I do it for him. Don't get me wrong, he plays piano,
writes with his left hand when we feel he was born a righty, and a lot
of other things that are hard for him. However I'm starting to realize
it's time. Time to push him to be more independent even though it will
be painful. <b>Time to be a little more real. We're 10 after all. </b><br />
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Still....Landon
believes in Santa, Disneyland, and sleeps with a blankie. <b>He's
still my baby.</b> We just need to shift a little. Let the pain in sometimes
so it doesn't overwhelm us. So that's what we're gonna do.<br />
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And
to all the Moms out there, who have a kid with ongoing issues. Whether
they're mental, physical, emotional or all of the above... <b>I'm thinking
of you. I'm thinking of the daily decisions you make, the doubt
you feel, the helplessness. I'm thinking of you're nights with your
kids... And I'm sending you love. All my love... And a little MAGIC & MIRACLES.</b>The Mrs.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05665800276194590859noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6837298353619193887.post-32883321766613353572016-06-23T12:15:00.001-07:002016-06-23T12:17:36.912-07:00How Long Does It Take To Make a Tech Break STICK?<b>It takes 3 days. Just 3 days.</b><br />
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<b>Day 1, They're still asking, begging for TV and electronics.</b><br />
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<b>Day 2, Negotiation, lawyering, asking for screen time.</b><br />
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<b>Day 3, One ask....then DONE.</b><br />
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This summer we are trying a major <b>TIME OUT</b> from electronics, from devices, TV, computers, from the<b> BUZZ</b>.<br />
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Instead we are crafting, playing, laughing, and watching a movie each night. Not just any movies. Old ones.<br />
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<b>We're talking Seven Brides for Seven Brothers.</b><br />
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<b>Is it more work? YES. Are they killing me? YES. Is it already some of the best days we've had all year YES.</b><br />
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<b>A tech break.</b><br />
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<b>Make it happen. </b>The Mrs.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05665800276194590859noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6837298353619193887.post-24111648076980737232016-04-03T07:52:00.001-07:002016-05-09T15:57:01.519-07:00Vacationing With Kids! Top 10 Things To Do In Las Vegas With Kids!Well I was wondering....Can you take kids to Vegas?<br />
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The answer is <b>YES YOU CAN!</b> There is a dark side to Vegas but there are so many things to do and see with the kids the good outweighs the bad. We had a GREAT time in Las Vegas. The kids <b>LOVED </b>it and were BLOWN away. My kids are 7 and 9:)<br />
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<b>Here's my TOP 10 Things To Do With Kids In Las Vegas!</b><br />
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1) <b>SEE MYSTERE</b>-<br />
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The first <a href="https://www.cirquedusoleil.com/mystere">Cirque Du Soleil</a> show and definitely the best. The kids were blown away. We sat up close but any seat in the Treasure Island theater is worth it because the show is <b>ALL AROUND</b> you. It's gorgeous, breath taking, sweet, heart warming and FUN. Worth every penny but <b>look for my next post on discounts in Vegas </b>and how to get a great price on tickets!!<br />
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2) <b>PET A DOLPHIN</b>-<br />
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And get a picture of it to boot!<a href="https://www.mirage.com/en/amenities/siegfried-roys-secret-garden-and-dolphin-habitat.html"> The Mirage Hotel has Siegfried and Roy's Secret Garden</a>. It's a little oasis where you can see Dolphins, White Tigers, Jaguars, Leopards and Lions <b>UP CLOSE</b>. Well manicured and cared for this is a <b>GREAT experience</b> for kids. It's small enough that you aren't exhausted walking around. <b>Get there when it opens at 10am</b> so you can see the f<b>irst Dolphin training with less of a crowd. This is FREE.</b> They do many Dolphin trainings throughout the day. The Mirage offers many different levels of Dolphin experiences. You can be Dolphin trainer for the day, have a Dolphin meet and greet, have a Dolphin paint you a picture and more. The regular admission price is $17 for kids and $22 for adults and believe me you see a lot just doing that! But i<b>f you want to pet and take a picture with the Dolphins don't pay FULL PRICE! Stay tuned for how to save!</b><br />
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<b>I don't love animals in cages BUT</b> the lions and tigers are very well cared for and the property is beautifully maintained. They swap animals out to give them breaks as well. The animals were playing, sleeping, wrestling....it was good to see.<br />
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Seeing the <a href="https://www.caesars.com/paris-las-vegas">Paris Hotel</a> Eiffel Tower up close is mind blowing. <b>It's HUGE.</b> You can go up to the top but we decided to have a drink at the restaurant which has a <b>GREAT VIEW</b> and is mid way. Make sure you <b>FIRST take a picture at the base of the Eiffel Tower on the street outside</b> the hotel near the restaurant Mon Ami Gabi. Get down low and shoot up! Amazing shots!!<br />
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Then go inside and take the elevator (not the first one you see, ask for restaurant) to the restaurant. You can sit in the lounge area and watch the sunset or get an afternoon break. Gorgeous and great for pics. Dress the kids up and make it fun. We did this before dinner and went to dinner at <a href="http://www.monamigabi.com/home/?loc=vegas">Mon Ami Gabi</a> (a much less expensive option) after wards (<b>my review is coming!)</b>.<a href="http://eiffeltowerrestaurant.com/menu/"> You can also eat there but it's $$$$$.</a><br />
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<b>4)</b> <b>TAKE A GONDOLA RIDE-</b><br />
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<a href="http://www.venetian.com/"><b>The Venetian</b></a> is an enormous place so finding the gondolas is a little bit of a feat! You can do an indoor or outdoor ride weather permitting. We did an indoor ride. <a href="http://www.venetian.com/hotel/attractions/gondola-rides.html">Get there early and make a reservation so you don't have to wait long</a>. This was a nice, <b>mellow, fun experience for the kids and US</b>. Ask them to sing. They are well trained and make it fun! Ask questions about Venice too.<br />
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<b>5) SEE A VOLCANO ERUPT-</b><br />
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We thought the nightly <a href="https://www.mirage.com/en/amenities/volcano.html">volcano eruption at The Mirage</a> would be hokey but it was spectacular!!! The music, the drama! We stood inside the circle drive next to the hotel and could feel the heat from the flames! It's very well done. They can't do it if it's too windy and they usually do it once at 8pm and once at 9pm so call the hotel and ask on the evening you want to go! <b>FREE!!!!</b><br />
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<b>6) EAT BREAKFAST AT THE MOST GORGEOUS BUFFET EVER! (and see the gardens too!)</b><br />
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I am NOT a buffet fan but this buffet at the <a href="http://www.wynnlasvegas.com/">Wynn Hotel Las Vegas</a> is MIND BLOWING.<br />
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The flowers are beyond belief!!! And the food is to die for! The breakfast is $22 a person but kids are half price! Omlettes made to order, pancakes made to order, bagels and lox, sushi, dumplings, pasta, it had everything you can imagine! Not just breakfast! Great value with all the other more pricey restaurants. The dessert bar was amazing and is open at breakfast too!!!<br />
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<b>7) GET YOUR PERSONALIZED M and M's! </b><br />
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I will admit the <a href="http://www.lasvegas.com/listing/mms-world/4789/">M and M World Store </a>(4 stories!!!) is a little chaotic but take the escalators up to the 4th floor and work your way down!!<b> </b>They have a 3D movie that plays every 20 minutes, lots of places for photo opps....<br />
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And I think best of all and most fun, make your own personal M and Ms!!<br />
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<b>8) SEE THE BELLAGIO GARDENS AND FOUNTAINS AT NIGHT!</b><br />
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Don't forget to visit the chocolate fountain too! (just past the garden exhibit)<br />
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<b><a href="http://www.lvmonorail.com/"> The monorail</a> </b>goes up and down one side of the strip and is nice and fast compared to walking or a cab! The kids really loved it.<br />
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<strong>10) SEE THE SHARK REEF AT MANDALAY BAY-</strong><br />
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In addition to seeing <a href="http://www.sharkreef.com/visitor/prices.aspx">sharks and turtles</a> in the main shipwreck
exhibit, you’ll also find crocodiles, Komodo dragons, jellyfish and
octopus. Seeing the piranha being fed is a highlight. There’s a chance
to get interactive with rays, sharks and fish in the touch pool. Adults
pay $18, kids 5-12 $12 and under fours are free!<br />
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<b>Stay tuned for how to SAVE BIG IN LAS VEGAS!!! </b><br />
<b> </b>The Mrs.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05665800276194590859noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6837298353619193887.post-33416077986132832772016-03-09T11:38:00.001-08:002016-03-09T11:38:56.786-08:00Is Your Clutter Making You POOR? Clear Your CLUTTER!<br />
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You may have felt clutter was bad for you but.....<b>CLUTTER in</b> Feng Shui terms is:<br />
<b>STUCK ENERGY.</b><br />
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The essence of cluttered spaces – as well as the
dominant energy of people who live in cluttered spaces – is based on <b>FEAR mixed with PESSIMISM. </b><br />
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<b>Clearing clutter is NOT EASY. </b><br />
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I have <b>CLUTTER</b>....<br />
Okay <b>A LOT of CLUTTER</b>....<br />
Okay....maybe I'm a <b>low level hoarder.....</b><br />
I mean I don't have trash everywhere but I do have things from 3 years ago that are still in a pile TO DO.<br />
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And you know what staring at that 3 year old pile of TO DO feels like? That <b>TO DO feels like DOODOO</b> and I'm not kidding!!! So I threw it out. All of it. Wasn't even sure what it was. <b>FELT DAMN GOOD. BUT IT'S HARD.</b><br />
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<b><i>Did you know that the part of the brain which experiences the same
pain as break up or losing a loved one is the same part that feels the
pain of letting clutter go???!!!!</i> </b><br />
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I, like other Moms, am hanging on by my fingernails trying to remember school parties, homework, house projects, bills due, clothes to the cleaners, gifts to buy, packages to ship...there is a lot to get CLUTTERED about!<br />
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To really <b>RID YOURSELF OF CLUTTER</b> you need to:<br />
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<b>Bring good energy to the process. Light, music, joy to the process. </b>Otherwise you'll quit. Give up. And STOP.<br />
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You may know that clutter <b>EXHAUSTS</b> you. Makes you feel <b>HOPELESS. OUT OF CONTROL. </b>But what if I told you it makes you <b>POOR!!!?? </b><br />
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<b>Once you de-clutter, </b><b>you’re not spending money on things you don’t need. The clutter
has been removed and with it all that old, stagnant energy. You’ve
opened the door for money to flow into your life!</b><br />
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David Bowies death was sad. A legend like that, you would like to live forever. David Bowie touched so many of our lives.<b> Including my little seventh grade one.</b><br />
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In seventh grade I moved to a new school. I had graduated from 6th grade and my little elementary school and moved on to the big leagues. A school three times the size, this junior high was intimidating to say the least. My friends I had clung to were now in other classes, other buildings, other lunch areas and I never saw them. <b>I had to forge a new life for myself.</b><br />
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I remember meeting new kids who were so free with their identities and expression. I, on the other hand, had fallen into a group in elementary school and dressed like them, talked like them, and was <b>entirely not myself.</b> In addition this was reinforced by the fact that any time I stepped out of bounds fashion wise or in any way, I would by shamed into going right back. There was a uniform required to be in this group. There were no deviations accepted and I was to consider myself lucky to be in the group at all. <b>I put on my pearls, head band, and corduroys and kept my mouth shut.</b><br />
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In junior high, and no longer with my copycat posse, I was exposed and alone. In short I was terrified. My uniform was no longer my armor. In fact it made me stick out. I didn't know what to do.<br />
<b>I spent the first part of the year just trying to keep my head above water.</b> Then I started meeting some girls I felt like I could really bond with. Girls that would end up my life long friends. They loved my humor and my way of looking at things. Still, I was dressing like my old gang. Too afraid to be singled out. I watched as my new friends took chances with fashion and I remained scared. Soon I was getting attention from new boys (because of my new group). Again, I was not comfortable. <b>I remember looking in the mirror and saying: "who are you!?"</b><br />
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<b>Not long after that David Bowie released: Let's Dance. My thirteen year old mind was swimming. I loved the video and watched it incessantly.</b><br />
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I loved his sex appeal. His strength. I loved his individuality. I listened to the lyrics.<br />
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<b>(Let's Dance) Put on your red shoes and dance the blues<br />(Let's Dance) To the song they're playing on the radio<br />(Let's Sway) While color lights up your face<br />(Let's Sway) Sway through the crowd to an empty space</b></div>
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<b>[Chorus]<br />If you say run, I'll run with you<br />If you say hide, we'll hide<br />Because my love for you<br />Would break my heart in two<br />If you should fall, into my arms<br />And tremble like a flower</b></div>
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<b><br />(Let's Dance) For fear your grace should fall<br />(Let's Dance) For fear tonight is all<br />(Let's Sway) You could look into my eyes<br />(Let's Sway) Under the moonlight, this serious moonlight</b></div>
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<b>It was brave. It was powerful. I was inspired.</b><br />
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I went out shopping that week with my Mom and picked out clothes I liked. No one else. My Mom was encouraging. Most importantly, <b>I got a pair of red shoes. </b>Red "Mia" flats with pointy toes. Edgy. Brave. Cool.<br />
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<b>I showed up to school Monday morning like I owned the place. People noticed. I got a lot of positive comments. Some negatives ones too. I didn't care. I was myself. I looked the way I felt. I looked like me. I put on my RED SHOES.</b><br />
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I need to remember this NOW as life challenges me in different ways....<br />
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The Mrs.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05665800276194590859noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6837298353619193887.post-79459264701833865752016-02-07T10:11:00.000-08:002016-02-07T10:11:58.515-08:00Non Candy Valentines For Kids!<b>I don't know what comes over me on Valentines Day but I become real CRAFTY.</b><br />
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Those who know me know<b> I am actually NOT crafty</b>, but I am always looking for easy Valentines favors for the kids to make with me. I am a HUGE fan of the <b>heart shaped crayons.</b><br />
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We've done them a few times!! <b>They are easy TRUST ME! See how to make them</b> <a href="http://onefabulousmom.blogspot.com/2014/01/valentines-day-favors.html">HERE. </a><br />
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But these <a href="http://www.wineandglue.com/2012/02/love-birds-valentines-day-bird-feeders.html">HEART SHAPED BIRD FEEDERS by Wine And Gl</a>ue are the cutest things! I have to try them!<br />
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So anyhoo there they are.<b> Pray to the crafting Gods that this goes well. I'll report back!</b><br />
<br />The Mrs.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05665800276194590859noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6837298353619193887.post-51162501660416924132016-01-31T15:03:00.005-08:002016-01-31T15:03:52.738-08:00An Easy Dinner Party Menu For A Night With Good Friends!<b>The older I get the more I realize that time is my greatest extravagance. </b><br />
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It's the <b>most valuable commodity I have</b>. I no longer want to spend time with people that don't care about me, lift me up, make me laugh or make me think. I no longer want to do things that don't make my heart sing.<br />
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That's why I was excited to get my first real group of great Mom friends and husbands together for a dinner party at my house. We haven't done this in a while so it was a nice reunion! <b>Here are my girls:)</b><br />
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<b>I love everything about a dinner party.</b> From picking the menu, to setting the table (like how it turned out?) to the great conversation at the table.<br />
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One thing I don't like is working so much on the food that I don't get to spend time with my friends! Don't get mt wrong, I have girlfriends that jump in and help, but <b>I would rather lounge and chat as much as I can.</b><br />
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I wanted to share my menu with you because it was not only delicious, it was the perfect easy menu. <b>Most of these recipes you can prep way ahead of time so you can truly enjoy your evening!</b><br />
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<b>The appetizers:</b><br />
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<b>Artichoke Bruschetta from <a href="http://www.thecookierookie.com/artichoke-bruschetta/">The Cookie Rookie- </a>(OH MY LORD THESE WERE INSANE)</b><br />
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<b>Parmesan Tortellini Bites by <a href="http://damndelicious.net/2014/09/29/parmesan-tortellini-bites/">Damn Delicious</a>- (COULD THIS BE MORE BRILLIANT??)</b><br />
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<b>Main Course:</b><br />
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<b>Pinwheel Steaks by <a href="http://www.rachaelrayshow.com/food/recipes/18602_grilled_pinwheel_steaks_and_roasted_broccoli/">Rachel Ray!</a> (sooooo good and fun to make!!!)</b><br />
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Here they are when we made and tied them:<br />
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<b>Smashed Yukon Gold Potatoes by<a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/crash-hot-potatoes/"> Pioneer Woman</a> (kids loved these too!)</b><br />
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<b>Blackberry Cheesecake Bars by <a href="http://hugsandcookiesxoxo.com/2014/02/blackberry-cheesecake-bars-on-vanilla.html">Hugs and Cookies</a>- (aka you've died and gone to heaven bars)</b><br />
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It was a great evening and made even better by some amazing food! What's your go to dinner party recipe? <br />
<br />The Mrs.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05665800276194590859noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6837298353619193887.post-23539004424355764042016-01-10T09:59:00.001-08:002016-01-10T09:59:07.209-08:002016 Resolutions- Goals Part 2- Determine Your Priorities and Focus Areas<br />
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Now that you've asked the most important questions of yourself <a href="http://www.onefabulousmom.blogspot.com/2015/12/2016-year-to-transform-your-life.html">from my previous post</a>, the next step in the goal setting process is determining your <b>PRIORITIES.</b><br />
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This may seem obvious but believe me it's <b>VERY</b> important. Most people spend 85% of their lives not doing anything that is a priority in their life. By setting priorities you will learn what is <b>NOT a priority and you can feel free to say NO!</b><br />
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<b>I have learned most of this amazing goal setting from the goal setting queen <a href="http://moneysavingmom.com/2011/12/qa-tuesday-how-do-you-decide-your-yearly-goals.html">MONEY SAVING MOM- Crystal.</a> I just LOVE her! </b><br />
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So here we go. Next on the goal setting list: <b>Create a list of 5 or 6 priorities. </b><br />
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<b>Priorities are personal and are very specific to this season in your life</b>. I will share a few of mine to get you started:<br />
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1. <b>Having a more connected relationship with my husband-</b> After being married for 13 years this year, I want to ensure that my husband and I make our relationship a priority. The kids, finances, work all seem to take precedence over our relationship. I want to put him first and take time to be together.<br />
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2. <b>The Warrior Moms</b>- I want to get <a href="http://www.thewarriormoms.co/">my new venture</a> off the ground in a big way in 2016.<br />
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3. <b>A fairly clean and organized home</b>- I have been living a pretty cluttered life in my house and just barely keeping up with the mess. I want more peace in my home and that means less clutter!<br />
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4. <b>Deeper relationship with my children</b>- as my kids get older and grow and change I want to enjoy, teach, and connect more deeply with them.<br />
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These are a few of my priorities. After determining these the <b>next step is to create focus areas within these priorities. 4-5 things for each priority item. Again here are mine to help you get started:</b><br />
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<b>1. Connected relationship with my husband-</b><br />
-Spend more one on one time <br />
- find more things we have in common<br />
- adventures together<br />
- date nights<br />
- find mentor couples to model after<br />
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<b>2. The Warrior Moms-</b><br />
-Create more connection on the website<br />
-Find sponsors<br />
-budget for first event<br />
-Begin compiling stories for book<br />
<a href="http://www.thewarriormoms.co/">-get people to subscribe to my website </a><br />
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<b>3. Clean and Organized Home</b><br />
- develop a cleaning schedule<br />
-punch list for house<br />
-de-clutter and organize<br />
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<b>4. Deeper relationship with the kids- </b><br />
-find ways to connect individually with each child<br />
-one on one time<br />
-fun nights together/ adventures<br />
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<b>Now it's your turn! You can share your goals with me by email or comment and I will support you.</b><br />
<br />The Mrs.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05665800276194590859noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6837298353619193887.post-75496720012938199562015-12-30T08:07:00.001-08:002015-12-30T08:49:31.219-08:002016 - The Year To Transform Your Life! Questions to ask from Mallika Chopra- STEP 1Hi friends!<br />
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I don't know about you but I am <b>ready to kiss 2015 GOODBYE.</b> I am ready to leave a lot behind. I am ready to embrace and get a hold of some significant parts of my life.<br />
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I am ready for <b>TRANSFORMATION.</b><br />
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<b>Can I get an AMEN??</b><br />
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<b>The first step is getting focused on what is really important.</b> A LOT of important time is wasted on things that are not important. An easy trap to fall into!<br />
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<a href="http://www.mallikachopra.com/"><b>Mallika Chopra</b></a> (daughter of<a href="https://www.deepakchopra.com/"> <b>Deepak Chopra</b></a>) suggests in <b>"Living With Intent"</b> that we ask these questions:<br />
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<b>1) Who am I?</b><br />
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<b>2) What do I want?</b><br />
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<b>3) How can I serve?</b><br />
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<b>4) What makes me happy?</b><br />
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You can meditate on this and then write it down. The funny thing is, when I started this I only had a few things for each category. Now I have 10!<br />
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Here are a few of mine:<br />
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<b>1) Who Am I? </b><br />
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Mother of two amazing kids.<br />
A wife who is committed.<br />
A seeker who wants to learn.<br />
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<b>2) What do I want?</b><br />
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Health and wellness for myself and my family<br />
A purpose driven life<br />
Financial freedom<br />
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<b>3) How can I serve?</b><br />
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As a mother/ teacher to my children<br />
On the board of Junior League<br />
With <a href="http://thewarriormoms.co/">The Warrior Moms</a>- helping women rise to their greatest potential<br />
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<b>4) What makes me happy?</b><br />
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Deep conversations with good friends<br />
Reading<br />
Hot yoga!<br />
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<b>Try this exercise and join me on my journey! Let's make 2016 everything we hope for! </b><br />
<br />The Mrs.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05665800276194590859noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6837298353619193887.post-75124359346425681162015-12-23T05:45:00.002-08:002015-12-23T05:45:40.445-08:00The Marriage QuiltA few nights ago my high school friends and I got together. This was no small feat. With kids, holidays, different zip codes and coasts, it was a miracle we pulled it off. What I love about this crew is that everyone is cool being exactly as they are. No pretense. No B.S. We've all been through various good and bad things. Divorce, husband issues, child issues, parent issues. We've all walked through the fire.<br />
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When the conversation turned to marriage I heard a lot being said about how hard it really is. What it takes to have a marriage that lasts.<br />
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<b>My analogy that I came up with was: Marriage is like a quilt.</b><br />
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When you first get married the quilt is perfect, snugly, and everything you want. You don't know how you ever lived without it before! The perfect comfort and happiness.<br />
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But over time job stress, financial strain, emotional strain, kids, can put holes in your quilt. It can wear it really thin and leave it threadbare. Mending it takes major work. You need time alone to reconnect, you need to let built up resentments go, and that's HARD. Sometimes the mending is as easy as watching your kid score a goal at soccer together, or sing in the school play.<br />
<b>You just smile at each other and feel mended.</b><br />
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<b>Sometimes, however, you feel tired of mending. You think of how your quilt used to be and compare to how worn it looks now. You even think about getting a NEW QUILT. We could all just walk away from our relationships. Say we would be better off, happier, without it. </b><br />
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In reality, in a lot of cases, there's a comfort to that old quilt that a new quilt can never bring. There's a history, a shared dream. New quilts look better but there's no guarantee it will really keep you warm.<br />
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So when you're holding on by a very thin thread....remember that's all it takes sometimes. You can always mend and patch those holes.<br />
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And for those of you who feel you <b>NEVER had a quilt</b>, <b>WANT to have a quilt but can't find one</b>, or have <b>a quilt so DAMAGED it wouldn't be good for YOU if you fixed it</b>....I am thinking of you and know what while all the crazy emotions of this past year are swirling around, and you are having a hard holiday, <b>the new year beings RENEWAL. And NEW QUILTS. So take heart and keep the faith.</b><br />
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<b>Oh, and everyone keep your sewing kits handy. Mending will happen!</b><br />
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<br />The Mrs.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05665800276194590859noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6837298353619193887.post-74591313375440483802015-11-11T08:59:00.003-08:002015-11-11T08:59:33.786-08:00Are You About To Erupt? Magma Mamas<b>This time of year brings an incredible amount of stress. It's almost VOLCANIC.</b><br />
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But it's more than the time of year. <b>Something is happening my Mom friends, something where we are all about to ERUPT. </b><br />
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<b>WE ARE MOMMY VOLCANOES. MAGMA MAMAS. </b><br />
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We are under pressure. And eventually, it will come to the surface. <br />
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Although the Earth is solid rock, it’s under high pressures
and temperatures, and this causes rock to melt and squeeze out of cracks
in the rock. When it’s underneath the surface, the molten rock is called magma.
When it reaches the surface, it erupts as lava, ash and volcanic rocks. The magma collects into vast chambers beneath the Earth’s
crust. Since this magma is less dense than the surrounding rock, it
“floats” up to the surface, seeking out cracks and weaknesses in the
rock. When it finally reaches the surface, we see this as an eruption.<br />
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I see women who are under such immense pressure from themselves, husbands, parents, children. They are keeping it together but I see. I see it floating to the surface. Cracking. Breaking. About to <b>ERUPT.</b> We are on a path that is so strenuous, over scheduled, stretched thin we can hardly take it. I keep hearing Moms say: I'm <b>EXHAUSTED</b>. I'm so <b>TIRED</b>. I'm at the <b>end of my ROPE</b>. You keep going even though you are about to blow. Too tired to change.<br />
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You see the nature of a volcanic eruption
depends on thickness of the magma. When the lava flows easily, it can
travel far. When the lava is very
thick, it creates a more familiar cone volcano shape. And <b>when the lava
is extremely thick, it can build up in the volcano and EXPLODE.</b><br />
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<b>How thick is that lava that's building beneath the surface for you? </b><br />
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<b>Believe it or not YOUR LIFE BELONGS TO YOU. YOU ARE ALLOWED TO QUESTION, SEEK, SLEEP, SAY NO and TAKE THINGS OFF THE SCHEDULE. </b><br />
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<b>You are allowed to take a yoga class instead of taking your kid to a birthday party. You are allowed to sign up for juice boxes for the class party and not to bake homemade cupcakes. You can send New Years cards instead of Christmas cards or an email instead. You can pull back on Christmas gifts and not put yourself in major debt. You can relax, take a bath, take a yoga class, and have lunch with a girlfriend.</b><br />
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<b>IT'S YOUR LIFE. Stop being too busy to enjoy it.</b><br />
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<b>Listen up Magma Mamas. Before you BLOW. </b>The Mrs.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05665800276194590859noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6837298353619193887.post-21192393091628702472015-11-03T16:09:00.000-08:002015-11-03T16:09:16.757-08:00Want To Have A Stress Free Holiday? Take The Christmas Pledge!<b>Have you heard of the Christmas Pledge?</b><br />
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many things are going on over the holidays it's hard to really enjoy it
and really feel what it's all about. The idea of the Christmas Pledge is
so brilliant I can't take it. <b>The idea is by <a href="http://www.theartofdoingstuff.com/the-christmas-pledge-2013/">The Art Of Doing Stuff</a> but I read it on: <a href="http://3peanuts.blogspot.com/2013/11/holiday-prep-pledge-and-photos.html">3 Peanuts.</a></b><br />
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<b>You do the WORK of Christmas in November so you can ENJOY CHRISTMAS! WHAT A CONCEPT!!!</b><br />
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am doing my best to get EVERYTHING done in November, attacking a little
day by day. The wrapping will be my toughest challenge to make myself
get done but I need to do it so the gifts look amazing. Sometimes at the
end of my marathon, end of December wrapping sessions things look
nutty! LOL<br />
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How about you? Want to take the Christmas Pledge? How do you handle all of the holiday craziness?The Mrs.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05665800276194590859noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6837298353619193887.post-83463596569832170062015-10-26T12:54:00.001-07:002015-10-26T12:54:13.926-07:00Halloween Party Ideas 2015!Every year we have a big Halloween Trick or Treat Party and every year it gets bigger and better!<br />
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This year I am having a Mexican food theme (dia de los muertos!). Here's my menu:<br />
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Appetizers:<br />
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Fabulous tamales from <a href="http://cornmaidenfoods.com/">Corn Maiden</a><br />
(My favorite is the roasted green chile and smoked gouda!)<br />
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Queso<br />
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Individual 7 later dips (from <a href="http://www.pinkpistachio.com/super-bowl-foods/">Pink Pistachio</a>)<br />
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Main course:<br />
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Mexican Street Corn Salad (<a href="http://www.pinkpistachio.com/super-bowl-foods/">from Love Bakes Good Cakes</a>)<br />
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Chicken Enchilada Casserole (from <a href="http://www.gimmesomeoven.com/chicken-enchilada-casserole-recipe/#_a5y_p=1732022">Gimme Some Oven</a>)<br />
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Dessert:<br />
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White Chocolate Candycorn Blondies (from <a href="http://www.averiecooks.com/2014/10/candy-corn-and-white-chocolate-blondies.html?utm_campaign=shareaholic&utm_medium=twitter&utm_source=socialnetwork">Averie Cooks</a>)<br />
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And for the kids?<br />
Quesadillas, Chicken nuggets and this skeleton crudites!!<br />
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Of course I am always looking to amp up the fun as well! Here are some amazing activities I am thinking about doing!<br />
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Pumpkin Bowling (from <a href="http://thepolohouse.blogspot.com/2011/09/idea-house-exterior-inspirations.html">The Polo House</a>)<br />
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Making Candy Corn Rocks (from <a href="http://audizcreations.blogspot.ca/2011/07/3rd-batch-of-hand-painted-stones.html">Audiz Creations)</a><br />
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And maybe a Mini Haunted house??<br />
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More on that later! <br />
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Are you hosting a party? What's your plan?<br />
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<br />The Mrs.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05665800276194590859noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6837298353619193887.post-80834234914058227952015-10-18T06:43:00.001-07:002015-10-18T06:43:17.825-07:00What Do Your Kids Think Of You As A Parent? Interview them!I love this idea from <a href="http://joyinmykitchen.com/">Joy In My Kitchen</a> and I think it's brilliant!<br />
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<b>Want to know what your kids think of you as a parent?</b> Or how much they know about you? It's fun to get their perspective.<br />
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Now this also may open a bit of a Pandoras Box...<b>try to learn from it and not beat yourself up. After all being a Mom is TOUGH.</b><br />
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I'm going to interview mine and report back. Either way a fun experiment. TRY IT!<br />
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2. What makes me happy?<br />
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4. How do I make you laugh?<br />
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6. How old am I?<br />
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8. What is my favorite thing to do?<br />
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10. If I become famous, what will it be for?<br />
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12. What am I not very good at?<br />
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14. What is my favorite food?<br />
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18. How are we the same?<br />
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20. How do you know I love you?<br />
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22. Where is my favorite place to go?<br />
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<b>23. How old was I when you were born?</b></span><br />
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<span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text80:0">20. How do you know I love you?</span><br />
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<b><span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text84:0">21. What do I like most about dad?</span></b><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text87:0" />
<span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text88:0">22. Where is my favorite place to go?</span><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text91:0" />
<b><span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text92:0">23. How old was I when you were born?</span></b> - See more at: http://joyinmykitchen.com/do-you-need-a-fresh-perspective-mom/#sthash.bqBUQRyR.dpuf</div>
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<h3 style="text-align: center;">
Mom Interview: Questions for A Fresh Perspective</h3>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<i>I do not take credit for coming up
with this idea. Apparently the questions have been making rounds within
the web, though I only became aware of them recently. Enjoy! A printable
copy is included at the end.</i></div>
<b><span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text4:0">1. What is something I always say to you?</span></b><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text7:0" />
<span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text8:0">2. What makes me happy?</span><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text11:0" />
<b><span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text12:0">3. What makes me sad?</span></b><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text15:0" />
<span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text16:0">4. How do I make you laugh?</span><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text19:0" />
<b><span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text20:0">5. What was I like as a child?</span></b><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text23:0" />
<span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text24:0">6. How old am I?</span><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text27:0" />
<b><span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text28:0">7. How tall am I?</span></b><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text31:0" />
<span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text32:0">8. What is my favorite thing to do?</span><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text35:0" />
<b><span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text36:0">9. What do I do when you’re not around?</span></b><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text39:0" />
<span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text40:0">10. If I become famous, what will it be for?</span><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text43:0" />
<b><span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text44:0">11. What am I really good at?</span></b><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text47:0" />
<span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text48:0">12. What am I not very good at?</span><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text51:0" />
<b><span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text52:0">13. What do I do for a job?</span></b><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text55:0" />
<span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text56:0">14. What is my favorite food?</span><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text59:0" />
<b><span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text60:0">15. What makes you proud of me?</span></b><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text63:0" />
<span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text64:0">16. If I were a character, who would I be?</span><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text67:0" />
<b><span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text68:0">17. What do we enjoy doing together?</span></b><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text71:0" />
<span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text72:0">18. How are we the same?</span><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text75:0" />
<b><span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text76:0">19. How are we different?</span></b><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text79:0" />
<span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text80:0">20. How do you know I love you?</span><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text83:0" />
<b><span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text84:0">21. What do I like most about dad?</span></b><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text87:0" />
<span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text88:0">22. Where is my favorite place to go?</span><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text91:0" />
<b><span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text92:0">23. How old was I when you were born?</span></b><br />
- See more at: http://joyinmykitchen.com/do-you-need-a-fresh-perspective-mom/#sthash.bqBUQRyR.dpuf</div>
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<h3 style="text-align: center;">
Mom Interview: Questions for A Fresh Perspective</h3>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<i>I do not take credit for coming up
with this idea. Apparently the questions have been making rounds within
the web, though I only became aware of them recently. Enjoy! A printable
copy is included at the end.</i></div>
<b><span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text4:0">1. What is something I always say to you?</span></b><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text7:0" />
<span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text8:0">2. What makes me happy?</span><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text11:0" />
<b><span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text12:0">3. What makes me sad?</span></b><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text15:0" />
<span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text16:0">4. How do I make you laugh?</span><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text19:0" />
<b><span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text20:0">5. What was I like as a child?</span></b><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text23:0" />
<span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text24:0">6. How old am I?</span><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text27:0" />
<b><span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text28:0">7. How tall am I?</span></b><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text31:0" />
<span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text32:0">8. What is my favorite thing to do?</span><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text35:0" />
<b><span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text36:0">9. What do I do when you’re not around?</span></b><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text39:0" />
<span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text40:0">10. If I become famous, what will it be for?</span><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text43:0" />
<b><span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text44:0">11. What am I really good at?</span></b><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text47:0" />
<span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text48:0">12. What am I not very good at?</span><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text51:0" />
<b><span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text52:0">13. What do I do for a job?</span></b><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text55:0" />
<span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text56:0">14. What is my favorite food?</span><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text59:0" />
<b><span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text60:0">15. What makes you proud of me?</span></b><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text63:0" />
<span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text64:0">16. If I were a character, who would I be?</span><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text67:0" />
<b><span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text68:0">17. What do we enjoy doing together?</span></b><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text71:0" />
<span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text72:0">18. How are we the same?</span><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text75:0" />
<b><span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text76:0">19. How are we different?</span></b><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text79:0" />
<span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text80:0">20. How do you know I love you?</span><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text83:0" />
<b><span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text84:0">21. What do I like most about dad?</span></b><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text87:0" />
<span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text88:0">22. Where is my favorite place to go?</span><br />
<br data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text91:0" />
<b><span data-reactid=".3.1:4:1:$comment10153405266370990_10153405266720990:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$text92:0">23. How old was I when you were born?</span></b><br />
- See more at: http://joyinmykitchen.com/do-you-need-a-fresh-perspective-mom/#sthash.bqBUQRyR.dpuf</div>
The Mrs.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05665800276194590859noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6837298353619193887.post-87045454766649969972015-10-11T09:40:00.001-07:002015-10-11T09:41:39.310-07:00When Mom's Attack<br />
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<b>Don't ever underestimate a mom. </b><br />
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We have been
through a lot and I don't just mean surviving high school. We have been brought to
the brink of our sanity in many ways. Forgetful husbands, ungrateful
kids, homework, meal planning, carpooling, and just trying to work out one or two times a week.<b> We are the plate spinners you see in the circus.</b><br />
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<b>We are tired and
were PISSED.</b><br />
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Which is why it's easy to have a disagreement.
Whether it's on the fundraising committee for your school in the carpool
line, in the office, or in your spin class, some mom is trying to piss us off.<br />
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And sometimes we attack. We can't help ourselves. <b>Sometimes it feels good to just go off the deep end. </b><br />
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<b>I've
been guilty of this.</b> I have attacked on mom on occasion. While it
offers some initial relief. Afterwards I just end up feeling awful. Like
a mean bully. I've been on the other end of that as well and it is
really heartbreaking and infuriating.<br />
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<b>But what if?</b><br />
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<b>What if
we all assumed, just by virtue of being mothers, that we are doing the best we can and have the best of
intentions.</b> That we're all in this crazy mess together. That t<b>here is no
need to tear another woman down because, in essence you're tearing us
all down.</b> Let's face it moms are running the world. And we are raising
the next generation of mothers.<br />
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<b>When we attack another mom or bully
another mom, or hurt another mom what are we showing our girls?</b><br />
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Disagreements can be mended and fixed. <b>You know what can't be fixed? Terminal cancer. The death of a child. Divorce. </b><br />
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I
knew a mom in preschool once. She was lovely. She was a good mother.
And she died of cancer. Her Facebook page is still there. Sometimes it
comes up on my feed. I want to write something to her. Instead <b>I just
remember I'm lucky to be alive. And so are you.</b><br />
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So before that
disagreement with that mom becomes out of control... <b>Fix it... Mend it....
Talk it out. </b><br />
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<b>Treat her like you would want to be treated.</b><br />
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<b>Or like you
wish you were treated...</b><br />
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<b>Because when you attack one mom....you attack us ALL. </b> <br />
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<br />The Mrs.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05665800276194590859noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6837298353619193887.post-75186701367756968242015-09-22T20:58:00.002-07:002015-09-22T20:58:53.247-07:00Back To School? Back To YOU!Every Fall, once the kids are back in school and my sanity starts to return, I remember to put myself <b>back on the list.</b><br />
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I start to remember that<b> I MATTER.</b><br />
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<b>And one of the ways I treat myself is.....</b><br />
<b> </b><br /><b>to treat myself like a well oiled machine and take myself in for maintenance!!</b><br />Dentist,
gyno, mole check, physical and mammogram all happen in September and
October ( just in time for <b>breast cancer awareness month!)</b><br />
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<br />Back to school is a good time to remember to take care of <b>yourself</b>. <b>After all if you weren't here who would do everything!? </b><br /><br />Take
this time to book all your appointments. <b>Get a TUNE UP.</b><br />
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<b>No excuses.</b><br />
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And throw a Mani/
Pedi and massage in there too.<br />
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<b>Why not? You deserve it!! <br /><br />Happy Back To You!</b>The Mrs.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05665800276194590859noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6837298353619193887.post-7144377742646857442015-09-13T10:29:00.002-07:002015-09-13T10:29:09.835-07:00It Didn't Turn Out Like She WantedMy Grandmother passed away a few weeks ago. Although she lived a long life, it still hit me hard. She was my last living grandparent, the end of an era for me. I was so thankful she had spent time with my kids, but selfishly, I felt old. I was no longer was somebody's grandbaby.<br />
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The funeral, in my gorgeous hometown of Raleigh, North Carolina, was a nice tribute to her. She was a war bride, had many friends and was a devout christian. I was barely able to stop crying. I was just so SAD she was gone.<br />
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Then my Father said something that, at the time, made it even worse.<br />
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<b>"Well, it didn't turn out like she wanted." </b><br />
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<b>I was FLOORED</b>. It was devastating to me. She had spent her life as a devoted friend, wife, mom and christian and still....I wasn't even sure what my Father meant by it. I didn't ask. It just struck me. What were her dreams? Goals? What had she hoped for?<br />
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When I die would people say the same about me?<br />
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Part of <b>"Losing My Fabulous" </b>was this feeling of being <b>LOST.</b> Not knowing what direction to go in next. Feeling stuck. Feeling unsatisfied. Feeling unmotivated and depressed. Nothing seemed to be working. Was this my destiny?<br />
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On my way home to LA I became MORE sad, until<b> two women magically came into my life</b> on my travels home.<br />
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<b>One gave me a great idea. She took something I had been thinking about and made me think of it in a BIGGER WAY.</b><br />
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And the other, <b>made me feel loved enough to follow through with it. She let me know that the universe was on my side.</b><br />
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These divine encounters, and a meeting with some of my key <b>board members</b> has lead me to launch: <b>WARRIOR MOM.</b><br />
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It encompasses the way I have been feeling, things I have written about and all my passions. I hope you'll follow along and see where this takes me. Where it takes US!<br />
Thank you for always supporting me and encouraging me and sharing your stories! <b>I hope I am inspiring you, making you think, and prompting you to action.</b><br />
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<b>Stay tuned for more on THE WARRIOR MOMS by following on <a href="https://instagram.com/thewarriormoms/">Instagram</a> and <a href="https://twitter.com/TheWarriorMoms">Twitter.</a> This is going to be BIG.</b><br />
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The Mrs.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05665800276194590859noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6837298353619193887.post-41151905201018173522015-09-08T06:30:00.000-07:002015-09-08T09:20:01.033-07:00I SWAM IN MY OWN DAMN POOL<b>I'm going to tell you something. I'm like the rest of you.</b> I have a to do list a mile long. I am constantly feeling like I can never get it all done. There is always more emails to answer, work to be done, laundry to clean, and bills to pay.<b> It's ENDLESS.</b><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij1YBEJVqUp3III6v3iw6k0Zb8GfrY_QLaUSNkvPWt72FS3NXXOJprAUZEc8UYMxhB34QIOwaPnrthm7a4OOeGbIPDG-cod2NNzQMXjkXIY0Ih6wIpWHx2T1P-2Od_aJ3gFn5FAM_aEPE/s1600/swiming-pool.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij1YBEJVqUp3III6v3iw6k0Zb8GfrY_QLaUSNkvPWt72FS3NXXOJprAUZEc8UYMxhB34QIOwaPnrthm7a4OOeGbIPDG-cod2NNzQMXjkXIY0Ih6wIpWHx2T1P-2Od_aJ3gFn5FAM_aEPE/s400/swiming-pool.jpg" width="400" /></a>Knowing this you'd think I'd let myself off the hook? <b>NOOOOOO.....</b>I don't cut myself a break. I do what I am told, go where I am asked, and wake up and do it all over again. <b>Lot's of responsibility and no taking care of myself.</b><br />
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I can remember a very tearful <a href="http://www.oprah.com/spirit/Wynonna-Judd">Wynona Judd telling Oprah</a> <b>she forgot to put herself on the list.</b> She had been through so many bad things and struggles and was not taking care of herself. Hence her weight gain and other issues.<br />
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The other day I got sick of myself.<br />
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<b>I let the living room by messy. I let the laundry pile up. I let those emails go un answered.</b><br />
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And I took a walk. I exercised. It felt great.<br />
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And then I did something <b>REALLY RADICAL.</b><br />
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<b>I SWAM IN MY OWN DAMN POOL.</b><br />
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The pool I NEVER go in because:<br />
I don't want to get my hair wet. I don't have enough time. I need to do laundry. The kids are splashing too much. I don't want anyone to see me in a bathing suit. I don't want to put on a bathing suit. It's too cold. It's too hot....and on and on.<br />
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<b>Yes I SWAM IN MY OWN DAMN POOL. AND IT FELT GREAT.</b><br />
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I got my damn hair wet too. That pool has been sitting in my back yard for years and I can count on one hand the number of times I have swam in that thing. What the heck??<br />
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I am so busy trying to be there for my kids, husband, job, house <b>I will put anything on the list before myself. A swim in the pool was just too indulgent. PLEASE.</b><br />
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Lot's of women will do <b>NOTHING</b> for themselves. They literally have to be <b>FORCED</b> to. You may not have a pool but you know what I am talking about. When is the last time you: <b>READ A DAMN BOOK? CALLED A DAMN FRIEND YOU WANT TO TALK TO? WENT TO A DAMN MOVIE? HAD LUNCH WITH A DAMN GOOD FRIEND?</b><br />
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Well I want you to <b>DO IT TODAY</b>. Put yourself at the top of the list and feel <b>DAMN PROUD</b> you did. I'm giving you permission. And tell that voice in your head it better <b>KEEP IT'S DAMN MOUTH SHUT!</b><br />
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<br />The Mrs.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05665800276194590859noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6837298353619193887.post-15657659091003559622015-08-30T08:01:00.002-07:002015-08-30T08:02:11.091-07:00Leaving Perfection Behind and Embracing Your Broken-ness<b>I used to covet perfection.</b> The perfect outfit, party, relationship all the surface things. It wasn't that I didn't have depth, it was just that I liked things to be just...<b>PERFECT.</b><br />
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As I got older I started realizing this was getting tougher and tougher to accomplish. After a perfect wedding to a perfect husband I went through some very imperfect <b>infertility.</b> It made me question everything in my life. I thought getting pregnant would be a snap. Not so much.<br />
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After in vitro and finally getting pregnant I got back to my usually perfect ways with the perfect baby shower. Little did I know what was around the corner. My perfectionism was about to get it's <b>REAL rude awakening. I thought I had it all back together but....</b><br />
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Having Landon changed all of that. When you have a child who is born with an issue of any sort, especially an ongoing one, or one that is life changing, it takes the perfectionism you're suffering from and just throws it up against the wall and smashes it.<br />
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Even when Landon came home with a less than perfect right arm I still longed for perfection. I tried to get back on the perfection horse. It was no use.<br />
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<b>Over the last few really tough years in finances, marriage, kids and life....I have come to appreciate: BROKEN-NESS.</b><br />
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In people, animals, things...all of it.<br />
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There was a Lilly Pulitzer store going out of business, the woman was so upset, beautiful store and she couldn't keep it going...she was selling <b>EVERYTHING</b>. She was humiliated but called me to come in and buy. I looked at a fog necklace and she said oh you don't want that, it only has one foot. It's broken.<br />
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Guess what:<br />
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<b>I bought it.</b><br />
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<b>Turns out the broken-ness is the good stuff.</b><br />
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<b>Some of my best friends have been broken in many ways, and still are, and it's what makes me LOVE them,</b> relate to them and able to have the best conversations. <b>They don't wear their broken-ness like victims, they choose to share it when they feel it's important. Life is not our perfect Facebook posts, and instagram pictures</b>. Life is really TOUGH. It breaks us. That broken-ness pulls us together and let's us connect. <b>Don't hide that broken-ness.</b> That is what makes you who you are.<br />
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<b>Embracing my broken-ness is not easy.</b> <b>It's hard to admit when things are going BAD. GETTING WORSE and seem UNFIXABLE. But if that's where you are. That's where YOU ARE. It's not forever. It will change and evolve. </b><br />
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Looking down at my frog necklace reminds me were all <b>BROKEN</b> in one way or another. Does this mean I'm going to stop monogramming things? Dressing up? Setting a pretty table? <b>HELL NO. It means that when someone admits their BROKEN-NESS to me I will share my own. And when I feel broken and scared I will share this with my closest friends and get comfort.</b><br />
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<b>WE ARE ALL BROKEN. Time to FACE it. ADMIT it and EMBRACE it.</b><br />
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<b>Now THAT'S what makes a WARRIOR WOMAN! </b><br />
<br />The Mrs.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05665800276194590859noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6837298353619193887.post-30857033232473634832015-08-13T07:42:00.004-07:002015-08-13T07:42:42.477-07:00Who's On Your Board? Why You Need A Personal Board Of Directors<br />
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<b>Do you have a personal board of directors? If not YOU NEED ONE!</b><br />
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Whenever I am at a place of change, renewal or just <b>STUCK IN A RUT</b>, I consult my board. Yes I have my own personal board of directors in my life. I may not meet with them all at once, or take all of their advice, but they are guiding, encouraging and inspiring me. <b>They might not even KNOW they're doing it!</b><br />
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I came up with this idea after sharing my ideas with the <b>WRONG</b> people. When you share your ideas and dreams with a <b>NON BOARD MEMBER</b>, you are left unsupported, discouraged and depressed. The negativity will <b>KILL YOUR CREATIVITY</b> and <b>WRECK YOUR FUTURE</b>. Sound dramatic? It is! <b>THIS IS SERIOUS! THIS IS YOUR LIFE!!!</b><br />
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<b>This is why you need a Personal Board Of Directors.</b><br />
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Here's how it works:<br />
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You are going to select 10 people to be on your board. The people do not need to know each other, live near by, or talk to you every day. The key is to get 10 diverse people. 10 people who you admire, look up to, and feel understand you deeply. 10 diverse people from different walks of life. These people may not be your best friends. For example, one lady on my board is <b>MY EYEBROW LADY.</b> She is like a Dali Llama of perfect advice and encouragement. Think outside the box!<br />
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Get out a piece of paper and start creating your board list. Remember you don't have to <b>TELL ANYONE</b> who is on your board or if they're on your board. This is a list of people you can <b>SHARE YOUR IDEAS</b> with and get positive feedback. They can help you create and achieve a <b>VISION FOR YOUR LIFE.</b><br />
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Usually family members are <b>NOT</b> board members but there are always exceptions to that rule. My sister in law is on my board and always helps me to see the future more clearly. She knows me and knows what would be good for me.<br />
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Once your have your list (you can even start with a board of 3 people until you find your full board), keep it in a special place to refer to. When you are having trouble in your life, or are wanting to make a big change or a wonderful opportunity comes your way you can ask a board members advice and weigh your choices. It's great knowing you are supported no matter what!<br />
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The board can change, and grow as you do. You can kick someone off the board if you need to! That's why it's best to <b>NOT TELL THEM THEY'RE ON IT! </b><br />
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<b>Remember this:</b><br />
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AMAZING people—those worthy of being personal board
members—tend to be unusually generous with their time. They give of themselves
for the development of others. This level of generosity requires that you be highly
selective about when to call on them. For daily or noncritical
decisions, do not contact your board members. Keep the list of your board members easily accessible (on the wall,
in a wallet, in your nightstand) and make sure when you call on them you are ready to present something or get big advice. Otherwise you can hold imaginary board
meetings, envisioning what each board member might say about a
given situation. </b><br />
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<b>Who's worthy enough to be on your board? </b><br />
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<br />The Mrs.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05665800276194590859noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6837298353619193887.post-45221645509444729432015-07-30T10:31:00.002-07:002015-07-30T10:31:51.084-07:00DON'T SUCK IT UP- the passing of a Mom Blogger<br />
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<b>When I learned of Leslies passing I was in SHOCK.</b><br />
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I have been reading her blog, <b>A Blonde Ambition</b>, on and off for a while. <b>I knew she was having heart issues but, she DIED?</b><br />
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<b>There is an instagram post from a week ago.</b><br />
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<b>There are two young babies.</b><br />
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<b>AND SHE'S JUST GONE.</b><br />
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This is hitting me on so many levels.<br />
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First- I have developed heart issues. I am on heart meds and need to take better care of myself. <b>BECAUSE I DON'T. </b><br />
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Second,<b> Leslie was so grateful.</b> In the hospital, away from her girls for weeks and months, and she was a grateful happy person. The kind of person who should be around a long time to be an example for others. She was even grateful for her health.<br />
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<b>Leslie understood being someones cheerleader was really important:</b><br />
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<b>"One of the things this little medical fiasco has also shown me is the
importance of encouraging others who may be going through tough things.
The emails, words of encouragement and prayer have been so appreciated,
and it has been a great reminder that I need to do more of that for
others. I'd love to be able to incorporate the blog into that somehow
and I'm excited to explore that idea more. We could all use our own
personal cheerleaders sometimes, don't you think?"</b><br />
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<b>Leslie offers up a warning here in</b> <a href="http://www.blondeambitionblog.com/2015/02/lately.html">THIS POST</a>. That if you are feeling <b>TIRED. REALLY TIRED. </b>And you don't really have a reason to be SO TIRED, it could be a heart problem. She was a new mom, exhausted like the rest of us. <b>She knew she was REALLY TIRED and instead told herself to keep pushing. SUCK IT UP she told herself.</b><br />
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<b>READ: </b><br />
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<b>"If you are more tired than normal, if something just doesn't feel <i>right</i>,
if you feel like you can't get enough sleep even though you technically
are - SAY SOMETHING. DO SOMETHING. WAVE THE WHITE FLAG. I didn't. I just thought I was tired from chasing a toddler and caring
for an 8-week-old. I thought I just needed to suck it up, drink some
caffeine and stop complaining.<br />
In reality, I was having major heart trouble."</b><br />
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<b>She just had a baby months ago. They will never again get to have their Mother. This kills me. </b><br />
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<b>Donate to the girls college and wedding fund here</b>: <a href="http://www.gofundme.com/d53bgd5p8s">GO FUND ME</a><br />
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<b>And read Leslies Blog and learn from her. Learn about her. Pass on what she's telling us. </b><br />
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<b>And hug your babies. </b><br />
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<b>And be grateful.</b><br />
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<b>And BE GOOD TO YOURSELF. </b><br />
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<b>Get your heart checked regularly. If you're TIRED and you know something is wrong...... DON'T SUCK IT UP.</b><br />
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<br />The Mrs.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05665800276194590859noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6837298353619193887.post-51531100514547394462015-07-01T11:13:00.004-07:002015-07-01T11:13:31.033-07:00Finding My Fabulous- It's The Little Quiet Things That Make You HappyWith my non fabulous self in tow, I headed to the beach. I needed a break.<br />
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I started to feel BETTER. Still there was something NOT QUITE RIGHT. I know there's more digging to do. More excavating....<br />
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With all the bad stuff that seemed to eat me alive, I started noticing that it was the little things that were making me feel happy. Things like:<br />
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My old dog feeling like her old self playing frisbee....<br />
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The kids doing a puzzle quietly together.....<br />
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<br />I'm slowly building on the little things, learning to de stress, and CALM DOWN. Deep breaths.....#SummerSlowDown2015 is my hashtag. See all my slow down moments on Instagram here <a href="https://instagram.com/onefabulousmom/">ONE FABULOUS MOM.</a><br />
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Thanks for your encouragement. It helps when I know what worked for you!<br />
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<br />The Mrs.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05665800276194590859noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6837298353619193887.post-20520651026842243822015-06-23T07:25:00.002-07:002015-06-23T07:25:30.232-07:00Lost My Fabulous- Trying to get it back!<div class="base-card-body" id="yui_3_16_0_1_1434977573200_250620">
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I've realized the first step to "Finding Your Fabulous" is to get the hell away from everyone. You need to BE ALONE.</div>
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talk it out. But when you have truly LOST YOUR FABULOUS this is only a
band aid. When you have truly lost your fabulous you need to sort some
things out ALONE. <br />
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You just need a minute to process things.
Think about what has gotten you in this situation. You need to ask
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I always think of that Oprah show
where she talked about signs, symbols of when God is whispering to you. A
funny feeling, a time you say huh....but then you let it go and drink
your wine. But then a bigger sign comes, and a bigger one and a bigger
one. Soon that little feeling, that huh? becomes a WTF?!<br />
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So in losing my fabulous I am realizing that I put off some things, avoided some things and made some bad choices. <br />
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I'm kinda wanting to beat myself up about it too. Which I hate. I can't let it go. I'm PISSED. I know I'll get through it...and I appreciate your words of encouragement and sharing about you losing your Fabulous because THAT HELPS.</div>
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The Mrs.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05665800276194590859noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6837298353619193887.post-56259868163375154102015-06-12T06:36:00.001-07:002015-06-12T07:37:19.265-07:00I Lost My Fabulous. I don't know how it happened.<br />
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That's not true. I
do. I guess I don't know the exact moment. Sometime, in the middle of
working, tending to family, volunteering, socializing, dealing with friendship dynamics, family dynamics, dealing with
minor crises, dealing with major crises, dealing with people with bad
attitudes, hearing unkind words, financial issues and just bad juju.....<br />
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I lost my fabulous.<br />
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I
didn't think I had really lost it all together. Even amidst emotionally
devastating happenings I was able to still bounce back a little. Go out
to dinner. Put on the Lilly Pulitzer....<br />
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But then my heart was
broken. My dreams were dashed. Things got worse. And soon, looking
around and then looking in the mirror. I realized: I lost my fabulous.<br />
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You
may think this is funny coming from One Fabulous Mom. And truthfully I
started this blog because I was feeling less than Fabulous and wanted to
get it back.<br />
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But things have piled up too big to ignore. And my heart is broken. So friends, no more fabulous. And I have to face it. After all the definition of crisis is: a difficult or dangerous situation that needs serious attention. And so, this does.<br />
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I'm
hoping I can get it back. Right now I have no clue how. But since I
know some if you are in the same boat...I'll keep you posted. I'll take
you on my journey. And if you have lost your fabulous you are not alone.
And if you are getting it back I applaud you. And if you never lost it,
trust me one day you will. <br />
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So let's do this together. Join me on my journey Find My Fabulous. Stay tuned...<br />
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The Mrs.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05665800276194590859noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6837298353619193887.post-73755031096137313992015-05-31T16:02:00.001-07:002015-05-31T16:02:16.579-07:00Where have I been? I joined the BAND! The Mrs Band #ImEnough MovementI've been on such a whirl wind the last few months I finally just had to sit down and write this post! It all started with this:<br />
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Have you seen this #ImEnough video? It touched my heart! Don't we all feel that? Don't we all want to say: "I'M ENOUGH!" This video has been viewed more than 5 million times across the world! That's when I learned that <a href="http://themrs.com/">The Mrs Band</a> was more than a band. It was a movement! An all girl band, a band of WOMEN, who were still dreaming and inspiring. They bring the Magic Mirror across the country changing women's lives and their inner voices! <br />
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Low and behold The Mrs was releasing a NEW song for Mother's Day called "You Told Me". The lyrics say it all:<br />
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I love this song. It really speaks to the complicated relationship Mothers and Daughters have. The Mrs held an amazing song launch event in NYC and I was THERE! It was at the Top Of The Rock at Rockefeller Center with Jenny McCarthy as our host and benefiting Dress For Success!<br />
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Jenny couldn't have been more down to earth and SWEET! Just loved her. The Mrs treated us tired Moms to a fabulous night out with cocktails by <a href="http://www.deepeddyvodka.com/2.0/deep-eddy-vodka.html">Deep Eddy Vodka</a>, decor by <a href="http://www.redvelvetevents.com/">Red Velvet Events</a> and earrings from <a href="http://www.kendrascott.com/">Kendra Scott!</a><br />
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And they even brought their Magic Mirror!!!! Quite a magical experience!<br />
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The Mrs Band played their new song and everyone loved it! A huge success!<br />
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Aren't they gorgeous!!!???<br />
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Now I'm a devoted fan of <a href="https://www.facebook.com/themrsband">The Mrs</a>. Women who make music for people my age? THANK YOU!!!!! I'm on board! <a href="http://themrs.com/music/">Watch their new video</a> and download their new single!The Mrs.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05665800276194590859noreply@blogger.com0