Baby Wish List

Swing Sleeper Leap Frog Bedding Travel System 2 Pak-N-Play 2 Crib Travel System Pak-N-Play Cuddle-U

Still debating between the Pak-N-Plays and Travel Systems, but I like these the best. I also think the other things are pretty neat 😉 The bedding isn’t a firm thing, for some reason it is hard to like something if you don’t see it in person. Still debating, throwing a lot of things out there, but I know it will all come together when the time is right, for now… I am just dreaming.

This Past Weekend

Friday, I went and got my gym card. Spent the afternoon with my hubby, and Jade. We went to look for Jade a desk, but realized it wasn’t what we wanted. No hardware inside the drawers, the drawers just slid in and it was made of plywood. Just one of those “no thank you” moments. Then Hubby went to the doctor about his headaches, seems they will be running more blood work on Wednesday.

Saturday, my Pawpaw’s birthday. It was so good to see him at his home. Granny check him out of the nursing home just for the day, to throw him a birthday party. We had chocolate ice cream cake, donuts, fried vegetables, vegetables and dip, and lots of other goodies. Then I sit here and ask, “Why didn’t I take my camera”. I always leave it at home, sad times.
Pawpaw said he can’t wait to get back home, and I don’t blame him, I would want to come back to the peace and comfort of home with families and friends.

Sunday, Lazy Day! Jade went to Nana’s and Hubby and I rested on the couch.

The only thing I wish I would have done different was not eat the sugary heaven at the birthday party.
Come on, who could pass that up!? and I’m sure my weight will tell on me.

This picture was taken in 2008

How was your weekend?

Grinding Teeth

For a week straight I was grinding my teeth at night. I was grinding hard enough that it would wake me from sleep, chipping a tooth, or causing my gums to be sore. I would often wake up and run my tongue over my teeth to make sure they were there and have to rub my gums with the pad of my finger. Even when I was pregnant with Jade I would have to wear a mouth guard. Grinding my teeth doesn’t happen everyday, but it use to happen often.

After doing research I figured out that chewing gum during the day was causing me to do this. Who knew, right?

Chewing gum is one of the worst things to do. It puts extra strain on only one side of your jaw. So, be sure to chew on both sides, even with food. This provides balance to your jaw muscles.

I stopped chewing gum and haven’t woke up grinding my teeth in over a month!

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National Chocolate Chip Day!

Who knew there was a day just for Chocolate Chips!?

There is so many recipes for Chocolate chips..
Chocolate Chip Waffles
Chocolate Chip Cookies
Chocolate Chip Cheesecake
Chocolate Chip Ice cream
Chocolate Chip Banana Bread
… Cookie Bars, Pie, Pancakes, Muffins, Cake, Tea, Coffee, ..

Now I am making myself hungry, rofl.

What is your favorite chocolate chip recipe? Mine will have to be Cookies!

I guess Jade’s is Ice cream…

Mother’s Day

People Watching

We pulled into the gas station. Hubby parked so he can pump gas on the left side, and that way he can just walk straight in the door and pay. I usually people watch while at a gas station. Well, this time there was actually something to watch, haha.
While Hubby went inside I noticed this guy walking in circles in the parking lot, maybe more like figure 8s combined with circles. He was puffing on a cigarette and keeping his head low. He wore a gray and white stripped shirt with gray cargo shorts with flip-flops. His hair was all shagged out, looked as though he hadn’t washed in a few days, and never brushed it, but who knows.
He continued to walk around, the same pattern, then the lady beside me stopped pumping her gas, she climbed in her SUV and flashed her lights at the guy. The guy then stopped walking his pattern and walked straight to the side of the building (the side of the store with no door). The lady pulls into the parking spot, which took her about 5 minutes to pull into. She pulled her SUV inch by inch to get into that parking place, finally when she was satisfied she parks it.
The lady gets out of her vehicle about 2-3 times before she finally just decides to turn her car off and get out for good. The guy approached her when she walked to the side of the building. He was still keeping his head low and pacing.
After they talked the lady leans against the corner of the building and lights her cigarette. The lady had a scarf around her neck, dark big sunglasses, and her pulled up into a pony tail. Now, it is almost 10 o’clock at night. Strange much? Even with the big sunglasses you can tell she is keeping an eye on the guy, who is now back doing his patterns in the parking lot. You can tell she is watching him because her head moves everywhere he goes, haha.
The guy finally stops behind a car and puts out his cigarette. The car beside him is pulling out, he is in between the car pulling out and the car that is parked. The guy backing out probably didn’t even see the guy standing there. The guy finally moved an inch away from the tires before they got run over.
After the car left the guy went into the store and out of the store about 3 times before we starting leaving.
Hubby gets into the car and says, “Don’t you find him suspicious?”
I simply said, “yeah, well, duh.”
Hubby, “kinda weird for the lady to be wearing black sunglasses in the pitch dark.”
Me, “Well, yeah, but who knows.”
Meanwhile, Hubby continues watching them as we leave.

Do you ever people watch while you are out?

The Versatile Blogger Award

Holy Moly! So, I have been in this trace this past weekend from everything going on. On this Monday morning I got this award from the very on Adventures of a Crazy Ass Mama. Thank you so much Jami! ~hugs to you girl~ and those are BIG hugs!!! I never thought this award would land in front of me, but here it is. I don’t think I could think you enough chicka.

The rules are as followed:
  • Thank the person who gave you the award and link back to them in your post.
  • Share 7 things about yourself.
  • Pass this award along to 7 recently discovered blogs.
Seven things about myself:
  1. I have been craving a hot homemade brownie.
  2. Getting back in Church
  3. I have figured out I am an emotional eater.
  4. Lisa and I have weird conversations that end up in dividing body parts.
  5. Starting back making bracelets.
  6. I have a secret lover and no one knows.
  7. One of these things are not true.
Seven recently discovered blogs:
  1. Journey Towards Purpose
  2. Analyfe
  3. Life’s Little Slices
  4. Magic in the Backyard
  5. Christina Does It All

Picking just 7 was so hard for me. During the last week I have added onto my list, and trying to just decide on 7 was like really a close your eyes and shoot for the stars, kinda thing. ~I know I usually go and cut the rules and add more, but this time I must be sick, or something, haha~ Thank you again Jami! You are so kind, sweet and just wonderful. Now, may these other 7 be blessed with this award.


 

 

 

Reality, What!?

As you can see I am up at 2am with nothing other to do but write a post, haha! I just recently watched week 3 of Bachelorette, and is it just me or has this show got into more “scripting” guys/girls into a show? Where did the “real” part of dating in the “Real” word go?

Week 3 and this girl is already head over heels for a guy that left. He didn’t even like her to begin with, he just wanted a rose. How low is this? If I want a show to be “real” I would have got the producer, when they were filming and had this guy packed up and moved out as soon as it was said. I am just not into these shows anymore.

Another thing, Ashley’s personality, it is like she is lost? (yes, I am questioning that, because I can’t read her) She was so fun in the beginning with Brad Womack, but I don’t think she has found herself again. She just comes off as she doesn’t know what she wants in a guy, and not stable. She don’t really “flirt” with the men, she just seems to be in her own world. Am I the only one who sees that?

Bring me the Biggest Loser, at least it has sweat, and “realness” in it! Well, here is my rant of the Reality TV series, now off to bed I go!

Reasons Why I am Up so LATE
~ It is nice relaxing time without the kiddo.
~ It is peaceful when the only thing you have to worry about is yourself.
~All chores are done, so you can sit back in awe.
~Truly bored, and just watched an hour and half of “stupid” Bachelorette.
~Wrote a guest post for  Just Rambling… (keep looking out for my post) 🙂

Today
I planted 4 ivy plants
Another bush
I laid out 2 bags of bark in my flower bed
Washed Dishes
Done 3 loads of clothes
Cooked Supper
Wrote 2 posts
Swept
Took Trash out
and done all the other Mommy-to-dos

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Finding My Motivation


 

Do It Yourself Ideas
Looking through Ememby’s blog and found this site…
V and Co – They are showing how to make jersey knit bracelets, would that not be cool!? I so want to do this!

Redneck Princess found a cool idea…
Honestly WTF– How to make a purse 😮
You can view how Donna did hers here

Juggling Motherhood, Word Art!?
You can make word art from Styrofoam!?
Create – wall art printable template


Recipes
Fried Pickle Chips (might do this one when my besty from Maryland comes up)
Avena Shake
Homemade Cheese-Its
Taco Roll-ups

My mom also wants me to get back into sewing, and making jewelry 🙂 Now I just need to find the room to do it in, ha! I need to also buy me a table so I can sew, and the table can be used for doing jewelry again.

I Can Forgive Him

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30 days of Truth is about bringing out the best in yourself. Also, to let people see the “real” you through what you write. For thirty days I will write about myself, I will dig deep and I hope you can start this journey with me. 30 days of Truth; Are you ready!?


Day 04 – Something you have to forgive someone for
I have to forgive my step-dad for leaving me. Even though it hurts and I still wanna reach out to him, I have to let him go. If i let him go, it is no longer me that is holding on, and if he doesn’t want to be a part of who I am today, than it is his own fault. He can never say I didn’t try, or I didn’t contact him, because I did.
I have to forgive him for calling me I am a lair.
I have to forgive him for thinking I would call and tell on him, so he could lose his job. (How stupid is for a man to think such! I may have been a kid, but I know jobs are hard to come by. He may have destroyed my family, but I wouldn’t scope down to his level and stab him in the back, even if I hated him). Point is I never hated him. He raised me, I have to respect that.
One day, I will totally forgive him and then totally forget him. His family is not mine, and I will continue walking away with my back towards them. They don’t reach out to me, then there is no need to keep looking through the rear-view mirror.
I have to forgive him even though I wake up from awful dreams, tears rolling down my face. I can wake up from a dream and feel as though it was as real as the day he walked out on me. I still have dreams and it has been 7 years.
My dreams are so vivid, it is heartbreaking. I can see his face, his smile, I can hear his laugh, the way he stands, I can see how he walks.
One dream that has stuck with me is…

I am packing a box of everything he has missed in my daughter’s life. I pack a scrapbook, on the front of the scrapbook it says “You were Gone, but not Forgotten, I still love you Grandpa. I place Jades outfits that she outgrew in the box with the scrapbook at the bottom, a rattler from when she was a baby, pictures upon pictures, and cards. I wrap the box up in wrapping paper. We get in the car on Christmas Eve (Jades birthday) and go to my Step-dad’s moms house. I tell everyone not to tell him we are there, Jade and I hide in the library right beside the living room. I can hear him coming in the kitchen door and I step out in front of him with Jade on my hip. I have tears in my eyes as I tell him Merry Christmas. As I look up into his eyes all I can see is anger, and see his eyes turn into madness. I wake up from my dream; my heart racing, and fresh tears dropping off my cheeks.

Today, I can forgive him for leaving me so heartbroken, and lost.

(Luke 6:27-37) 27 “But I tell you who hear: love your enemies, do good to those who hate you, 28 bless those who curse you, and pray for those who mistreat you. 29 To him who strikes you on the cheek, offer also the other; and from him who takes away your cloak, don’t withhold your coat also. 30 Give to everyone who asks you, and don’t ask him who takes away your goods to give them back again. 31 “As you would like people to do to you, do exactly so to them. 32 If you love those who love you, what credit is that to you? For even sinners love those who love them. 33 If you do good to those who do good to you, what credit is that to you? For even sinners do the same. 34 If you lend to those from whom you hope to receive, what credit is that to you? Even sinners lend to sinners, to receive back as much. 35 But love your enemies, and do good, and lend, expecting nothing back; and your reward will be great, and you will be children of the Most High; for he is kind toward the unthankful and evil. 36 Therefore be merciful, even as your Father is also merciful. 37 Don’t judge, and you won’t be judged. Don’t condemn, and you won’t be condemned. Set free, and you will be set free.

 


Good Charlotte – Hey Dad

Dear Person I no longer Know,
My you never know how broken I was when you didn’t show for my prom, or my graduation. I remember calling your cell. We would talk while you drove the big truck to your stops. We would laugh, and catch up on the things that were happening in our lives. You sounded so happy. Then all of a sudden your number changed. I never heard from you. I would call the fuel desk, leave my number for you to call me back, I never would hear anything. It came time for me to get married. You never showed, never called. Your mom brought me some flowers to my wedding, she told me it was from you. You came up to your mom the following month for thanksgiving. I told you thank you for the flowers and you were so cold to me. You told me that you didn’t send flowers that was all your mom. You never knew how crushed I was. I didn’t show it that day, I should had. I should had told you how I felt, but I was just glad to see you. I remember as the night went on you didn’t talk to me. You stayed your distance. I sat with my Aunt-in-law as I watched you laugh and joke with your family. I knew then I was the outcast. I was never meant to be there. I was fuming with anger, I hated your girlfriend, I blamed her for everything. For destroying my family. I called her names I shouldn’t have when I cornered you outside to ask what was up with you. You started pointing at me screaming. You started
yelling at me and told me that everything that happened was my fault. I was the one to screw up your life. I remembered putting my hands over my face as the words rained over me. I remember feeling like I was lost, cornered in a corner, and never backing off. Your mom was standing over me telling you to back off because I didn’t know what you was talking about. She was telling you to stop the nonsense. Once you went back inside I left. I left trembling, and that’s when my nightmares started. That night is when I started dreaming about you screaming at me. All I can do in my dream is watch you, it is like reliving that day all over again.
Everything happens for a reason, rather it was because you thought I did something that I didn’t, or you just needed to escape me because I was the link back to my mom. I don’t know the reasons, I probably never will, but I will never forget how you was there for me. I will never forget the times we rode in your truck when it snowed. We would fly down the driveway and do donuts.
I will never forget the time we was watching something on tv and men jumped out of a plane with parachute and you got up and walked out of the house to sit on the porch as tears streamed down your face. At that point I have never seen you cry, and I was trapped inside because you didn’t want me to see you crying or upset.
I will never forget the time you went to my school to stand behind me. You took up for me and you told the principle just what you thought.
You raised me as your daughter. I will never forget that. Memories will always be with me, no matter how hard you try to act toward me. I will always have them, at least you can’t take them away. I remember you wanted me to be your little girl, you wanted to adopt me. People always thought I was yours anyway. When you was home, I was with you. I was the “Daddy’s Little girl”.
If I could tell you anything today it would be I forgive you. I forgive you for everything we went through. I will stand up and tell you I am sorry for anything I have ever said about your wife, but you have to remember I was your little girl. I will stand here and tell you I am sorry till I am blue in the face, but just know I forgive you, and I will always have love for you, but now it is time for me to let go.
Sincerely,
Me


Previous Days

Day 1
, Day 2, Day 3

*note* I will comment on everyone when I get in tonight, or tomorrow 🙂 Busy weekend 😛 Happy posting and or happy reading! Have a great July 4th, or a wonderful day! ~Jenna
 
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