I am by no means a creative person and usually need "inspiration" from the web as I tend to get bored very quickly with decor, colors, or what have you when it comes to my home and anything else. It was nothing new when it came to a point that I was tired of my blog's look; so I hit Google for some inspiration.
I am in the hot pink & black mood with some zebra thrown in (hence the style now) and found a great header that I absolutely adored! So I found my inspiration and was now on the hunt to find the "ingredients" to make that perfect header that the rest of my blog would revolve around. I found the zebra print off google Images and used my new trusty photo editing program to add the bling. I added the hot pink band, black band, floral, and "hot lips" all with Picnik...I had a blast.
Credits:
Inspiration: Sassy Stitches & Blingy Britches
Research source: Google Images
Editing: Picnik
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Monday, August 15, 2011
New memories
I meant to post some pictures as well of our trip to Memphis, so here you go!
First of many attempts to shoot toothpicks in the ceiling..
And the many failed attempts...
Omg...look at you!...you have a baby....in a bar!
My youngest and I on Beale Street
At the Hard Rock Cafe...wish he would just smile instead of silly faces ;)
The family portrait
(youngest son, oldest son, me and my mom)
A very animated son hehe
Can you find the Gorilla?
An Elephant?
The kids just had to have a picture of the spider and the web...
The are my mom lives in is names after this old farm house...
I liked it because it reminds me of the Amityville house
Last but not least....Sit Long, Talk often, and Laugh much
Great news!
I've been so busy lately with work, traveling and my inner thoughts that I skipped one thing!
As of last week, I hit 30 days smoke free!! I have found myself chewing lots and LOTS of gum, but that's ok...my new found addiction is Orbits Bubblemint YUM! I get my two favorite things in one little peice...bubblegum flavor with a hint of mint to freshen up. I carry around the big 60pc container and every time I get the urge to smoke I just grab a piece and start chewing! The only downside is that my jaw is sore from all the chewing but its a small price to pay to not pick up food and eat bad things.
So there's my good news, guess its about time huh? lol
As of last week, I hit 30 days smoke free!! I have found myself chewing lots and LOTS of gum, but that's ok...my new found addiction is Orbits Bubblemint YUM! I get my two favorite things in one little peice...bubblegum flavor with a hint of mint to freshen up. I carry around the big 60pc container and every time I get the urge to smoke I just grab a piece and start chewing! The only downside is that my jaw is sore from all the chewing but its a small price to pay to not pick up food and eat bad things.
So there's my good news, guess its about time huh? lol
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Ruts...
It seems lately that all I post are serious posts with almost nothing positive to say...where's my happiness?
This past week the boys and I visited mom in Memphis and just piddled around town, shopping and site seeing and then winding the visit down on Beale Street. It was a great time spent with the boys before school starts and seeing mom again. We make our next trip there for Thanksgiving and then hopefully the next trip there is to pack her place up and move her back to her real home here.
So we're on our way home and I am plowing through the 497 miles to get home...home to my husband, my bed, our dog and just relax before a long day at work. Finally I'm home! Our dog greets me at the door and my husband follows. Things are normal...said he left dinner meat out to make dinner and that he would cook. Awesome! Then comes a call from our friend that lives close by, the next thing I know my husband leaves and doesnt come back for almost 2hrs. Oh but he went over there because our friend was cooking steaks and brought me one home. Ok thats great, neither one of us has to cook but he leaves again to take butter back over there...another hour goes by and he comes back home.
Now don't get me wrong, I tpyically wouldnt be bothered by something like this..but seriously? Your wife is gone for 5 days...away from you...and all you can spend with her is about an hour? You can't tell your buddy that your wife is home and you want to spend time with her? I guess not.
Am I wrong for having a "I don't feel important to you" feeling?
This past week the boys and I visited mom in Memphis and just piddled around town, shopping and site seeing and then winding the visit down on Beale Street. It was a great time spent with the boys before school starts and seeing mom again. We make our next trip there for Thanksgiving and then hopefully the next trip there is to pack her place up and move her back to her real home here.
So we're on our way home and I am plowing through the 497 miles to get home...home to my husband, my bed, our dog and just relax before a long day at work. Finally I'm home! Our dog greets me at the door and my husband follows. Things are normal...said he left dinner meat out to make dinner and that he would cook. Awesome! Then comes a call from our friend that lives close by, the next thing I know my husband leaves and doesnt come back for almost 2hrs. Oh but he went over there because our friend was cooking steaks and brought me one home. Ok thats great, neither one of us has to cook but he leaves again to take butter back over there...another hour goes by and he comes back home.
Now don't get me wrong, I tpyically wouldnt be bothered by something like this..but seriously? Your wife is gone for 5 days...away from you...and all you can spend with her is about an hour? You can't tell your buddy that your wife is home and you want to spend time with her? I guess not.
Am I wrong for having a "I don't feel important to you" feeling?
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Siblings...
When you have siblings most would think you know each other almost as well as the back of your hands. You fight with each other sure, but in the end you are still blood and love each other till the end.
Last night I watched the HBO documentary special There's Something Wrong with Aunt Diane, its a story of a "super mom" type mother driving home from a camping trip with her 3 children and 2 neices who drives the wrong way on a NY highway, killing herself, 2 of her children, both of her neices as well as 3 other innocent drivers. Autopsy results show that she was drunk and high on pot. It was a heavy documentary to watch but intriging at the same time.
Her family is in denial that she would ever purposely drink and drive let alone smoke putting the children in danger like that but later admit that they kept a botle of Vodka in their camper during the season for camping trips and admit that she occasionally smoked to help her relax so she could sleep at night.
While I can not relate to this situation directly...I can relate to loosing a loved one in such a way. My family lost a very dear member, my brother, in a drunk driving accident. I won't go into details of the story that unfolded, but my brother was the innocent driver killed while the guilty walked away and only served 4yrs for his crime but that's not my point of this post.
My point is that after watching this show, it made me think...how much did or do I really know my brother? We grew up together until a certain point and then were separated. He lived with my dad and I with my mom. That's just how our lives worked out. After he died, it seemed all I really knew about him was his favorite football team and that he joined the service....I never really knew my brother but one thing I did know, he was the one I looked up to, the one I called my hero. It made me sad to think that the one person I am suppose to know, I didn't really know. I remember being so upset because the last time I spoke to him, I didn't tell him I loved him...did I need to tell him or did he already know? I will never know and only hope he knew.
Always tell your loved ones you love them, take the time to show them how much they mean to you.
Last night I watched the HBO documentary special There's Something Wrong with Aunt Diane, its a story of a "super mom" type mother driving home from a camping trip with her 3 children and 2 neices who drives the wrong way on a NY highway, killing herself, 2 of her children, both of her neices as well as 3 other innocent drivers. Autopsy results show that she was drunk and high on pot. It was a heavy documentary to watch but intriging at the same time.
Her family is in denial that she would ever purposely drink and drive let alone smoke putting the children in danger like that but later admit that they kept a botle of Vodka in their camper during the season for camping trips and admit that she occasionally smoked to help her relax so she could sleep at night.
While I can not relate to this situation directly...I can relate to loosing a loved one in such a way. My family lost a very dear member, my brother, in a drunk driving accident. I won't go into details of the story that unfolded, but my brother was the innocent driver killed while the guilty walked away and only served 4yrs for his crime but that's not my point of this post.
My point is that after watching this show, it made me think...how much did or do I really know my brother? We grew up together until a certain point and then were separated. He lived with my dad and I with my mom. That's just how our lives worked out. After he died, it seemed all I really knew about him was his favorite football team and that he joined the service....I never really knew my brother but one thing I did know, he was the one I looked up to, the one I called my hero. It made me sad to think that the one person I am suppose to know, I didn't really know. I remember being so upset because the last time I spoke to him, I didn't tell him I loved him...did I need to tell him or did he already know? I will never know and only hope he knew.
Always tell your loved ones you love them, take the time to show them how much they mean to you.
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