Netflix has a whole new meaning this year.
Here’s to you…the woman that keeps going…even though you are exhausted, overwhelmed, even possibly feeling lost.
You are not lost. You are not alone. You are united by millions of others just like you.
We are Moms, we are Grandmas, we are Aunts and neighbors and family…we stand united for children.
When men vacuum the angels sing.
Lately I’ve been wondering where my funny has gone. Where oh where can you be? 🤦🏻♀️
Life happens to all us bloggers and parents and grandparents etc and I’ve come to the conclusion my current weight struggles might have something to do with it.
I have bern doing Keto for awhile now. I’ve watched everyone around me drop 20/30 pounds and I’ve lost 9. Can you say discouraging?!
Never been a quitter but I’ve also always been willing to adapt and make changes so here goes…
1. Time to admit Keto might not be for me.
2. Continue my health goals but work more on my state of mind.
3. Get back to seeing the funny in everything.
Stay tuned and I will keep you all updated. I will not buy weight loss products but I will do more exercise and healthy eating for mind and body.
If anyone has any success or failure stories you would like to share, please do.
In the meanwhile let’s get our smile back.
I noticed the meaning of sexy has changed for me. I was never fortunate enough to have that one man throughout the ages, but the one I have now is a keeper.
I’ve always been a rebel. Pre kidlets I partied until 4a.m….slept till noon…worked 3-11 and basically my life was wash, rinse, and repeat.
That was then and now is now. In this life I’m in bed by 8 and up at 6…if I am lucky enough.
So what happened to the rebel you ask? Oh she’s still here. I use Beach lotion even under winter clothes…tear the tags off my mattress and pillows 😎…shhhhh…and hide a secret stash of candy in my nightstand drawer.
Yes, I’m still a rebel at heart…I just do it differently now and I wouldn’t trade this life and family for anything in the world.
Of all the bad movies I have been forced to watch by my husband…Groundhog day was and always will be the worst…or at least I thought. Now they have new movies imitating a similar theme and it’s beginning to feel like a real life Groundhog Day.
When I married my husband I told him straight up I am never going to be a Betty Crocker but I am definitely fun and creative.
Tomorrow is Super-Bowl and I baked this cake. It’s supposedly a stadium.
This is what real life baking looks like. It’s not always pretty but it’s dang delicious.
Here’s your vocabulary lesson for the day. You’re welcome.