Words of Wisdom by Franklin the Turtle.

Sometimes I feel like my kids say this about me.

Let me set the scene for you. Franklin is trying to help his mom and be good but he is just getting in the way, so she gets frustrated with him for no good reason ... hmmmm sounds familiar.

So Franklin leaves and meets Snail (it's capital because it's a name). This is the convo that takes place between the two.

Snail : "Were are you going Franklin?" - in his sweet Snail voice ... he's a boy right?

Franklin: "I don't know but I am NOT staying here."

Sometimes I feel like if my kids could they would be SO outta here. And on the way out the door they'd be asking each other "what the #%$* is wrong with her?" (that's what Franklin meant, but you just can't say that on Treehouse.)

I am working on it. Patience is a the top of my goal list.

But right now I am outta here, see you guys in a couple weeks. If you don't know where I am going, then you don't know me well enough! - sorry that sounded sorta sassy ... but it was meant to sound more excitted.

The Devil Makes Me Do It?

There is nothing in the world like getting up early. It starts my day off right. I feel better about EVERYTHING when I get up an hour or so before my kids. I am nicer to them, I am more happy, I am better prepared and just in general I am a better person. When I am fully awake and thinking about it I can see NO downsides.

BUT, boy oh boy when my alarm goes off at 6am there is very little that will get me out of bed. Within seconds all the stuff I was going to do during that 'special morning me time' gets rearranged. I can reschedule my day in 10 seconds flat when I want to get back to sleep. (working out can go here, showering there, and I'll just skip scriptures, sweet, now back to sleep).

I ask myself 'Why oh why is it so stinkin' hard'? I hate - well strongly dislike - myself all day for sleeping in.

The only logical explanation is the devil makes me do it. In all seriousness I think that he knows how much better my life is when I wake up early, so he tempts me.

I can conquer this .... right?

C'mon This Is Hilarious!

Absence Makes The Heart Grow Fonder

It's true, absence does make the heart grow fonder... for what you ask?

Being a homemaker. I don't have a home to make and I REALLY miss it. YES, I actually miss cleaning. Since I have been homeless I've come to a greater understanding/appreciation that homemaking is not just cleaning - cleaning is a huge part of it - but it is not the only thing.

I don't mean to get all deep up in here. But I have been reading the book 'Simple Abundance' everyday for the past couple of month, and the author has some very uplifting thoughts on housework and making a home. This book, along with being homeless has inspired me. I am starting to understand that being at home and making a home is an art, and can be a very satisfying experience.

WHOA! if I were in junior high I would stuff myself in a locker.

But in seriousness I am getting really excited to move back to my own home. Here are a list of things I am excited for and miss (disclaimer : this in no way reflects my dissatisfaction for where I am currently living or the kindness and tremendous hospitality I have been shown here, this is just simply things I am excited for.)

1) be able to start organizing my stuff (it is my true passion, see future post)

2) get myself onto a cleaning schedule - having a cleaning lady is awesome, but I don't want to spoil my kids.

3) organizing my food storage (there's that O word again, my fav)

4) baking, baking and more baking (not that I don't do that here, just... you know, I am excited)

5) cooking, cooking and more cooking (again not that I don't ....... you know)

So all in all I am grateful to join the rest of the adult world and be a big girl again and have my very own home.

you Make Mama So Proud

My mom is SO proud of her kids and with good reason. 3 out of 4 of us still live at home (or some form of it). Only one of her children are out on their own paying their own bills and buying their own food.

But in all seriousness this living in your parents basement isn't half bad and you can save a buttload of money. (Just in case you were wondering, a buttload is "like a million", according to ... some to a YTV movie of the week, about a boy band starring Jimmy from Breaker High).

Ahh Breaker High ... no just me? And Christy.

Anywho, happy Mother's Day Mom. You done a great job.