Sidetracked much??

Anyone else have mornings like this…

I was in the kitchen loading the dishwasher when I remembered I needed to start a load of laundry.  So I threw some clothes from the hamper into the washer but didn’t have enough for a full load.  (I never do anything but a full load!)  I headed to my bedroom to get more laundry out of my closet hamper and when I passed through the living room I noticed two dirty dishes.  I picked them up and took them to the kitchen when I realized that I never finished loading the dishwasher.   As I started to rinse the dishes that were left in the living room,  I received a text, so I picked up my phone (yes, I dried my hands), read the text, got an email, read several more emails, checked facebook super fast, and got a pop up message that someone liked one of my instagram photos. (If you have instagram come follow me here: @shoptheyum.)  I then rembered it is Throwback Thursday!   #tbt  How fun!   I set down my phone and ran downstairs to look through some old photo albums to find a cute picture to post.  So many cute ones, how do I choose?   I looked through three or four albums, awwww, I  love looking at all the old pictures of my family.  I finally found one of my son, Nate, and nephew, Trey from 10 years ago.  That will work!  I took a picture of the picture on my phone, edited and cropped it on instaframe and posted it to instagram.  DONE!   Ok… so, now what was I doing??

An hour and a half later, pretty much all I have accomplished is posting a picture to instagram.  Oh and typing this blog post.  *sigh*  I am off to go load the dishwasher.


Typical Monday

Mondays are always more challenging than other days for some reason. I’m not sure why that is. Is it that way for everyone or just me?

I rolled out of bed this morning wishing I would have set my alarm for an earlier time. I guess I should be thankful my alarm even went off, I forgot to plug my phone into the charger last night! The three younger kids (Nate, Lydia and Julia) started getting up and ready for school. I told them to brush their hair and teeth. I packed my bag so I could shower at the gym after step class. (I don’t usually shower at the gym but I had to work at Fun and Games today and wouldn’t have time to go back home to shower.) Lydia helped me prepare lunches, including my own. I reminded the kids to brush hair and teeth. Told Julia to change clothes, she wasn’t wearing dress code. Reminded kids again to brush hair and teeth. Started loading everything/everyone into the van. Ran back in the house because Nate forgot his binder. Came back out, realized Julia wasn’t in the van, ran back in to get her. She didn’t have shoes on. I told her to grab some and put them on in the van. Although I think she carried Lydia’s shoes out and not her own. Oh well, at least she had shoes on her feet!

Finally we all made it into the van with our belongings. Everyone was buckled in and off we went, running behind schedule.  I looked back in the rearview mirror and realized that Julia had not brushed her hair.  Really??  I probably told her at least ten (thousand) times to brush it.  Hmmm…I sure hope she brushed her teeth. 

My friend called just as we were driving off, another frazzled mom trying to figure out the schedule for the day. While chatting with her I looked down to notice that our dog Molly was on my lap.  Why I didn’t notice this sooner, I just don’t know.  I asked the children, “Why is there a dog on my lap?”  Nate responded, “Oh, I put her there”.  UGH, NATE!  I turned around and took Molly back to the house.  Off we went again, running more behind schedule than before.

We pulled into the school, I dropped the kids off and headed to Body Boutique.  I love my gym.  It is all women.  I have made some great friends there. They have FABULOUS instructors and Sara, the 8:15am Monday and Friday step instructor, is one of my favorites!

After class I rushed to the shower room, I only had 30 minutes to get ready for work. I started getting my shower supplies organized. I had my towel, shampoo, conditioner, body wash… wait! I didn’t have body wash. *sigh* How could this be?  I make and sell body wash for The Yum-Yum Shoppe, for goodness sake.  Shampoo would have to do.  It cleans hair so surely it would work for body wash!  After showering as quickly as possible, I began laying out my clothes only to realize I forgot to pack the shoes I planned to wear for work!  Good grief. 

So here I sit at work in these shoes… 
blog shoes photo

Typical Monday.

What were the odds?

Julia is my youngest child. She is 8 1/2 years old today. She is very active, strong willed, stubborn and sassy. But she still holds my hand in public, loves to cuddle, is so creative and can be super sweet… when she wants to be!

Julia has been wanting roller blades for weeks and weeks. Every day she would ask me to take her to the store to buy her roller blades. I kept thinking she would give up and forget about them. But she didn’t. Every day she would ask. Finally, I told her I was most definitely NOT buying her roller blades for full price at the store, they were too expensive. But I said I would take her to Good Will to look one day when we had time. Ok… I have to be honest here, I only told her that to appease her. I knew full well the odds of them having roller blades in her size at Good Will were slim to none, which was fine, she really didn’t NEED roller blades.

We had some free time after school supply shopping one day so Julia asked if we could go to Good Will. I reluctantly said yes. I told her not to get her hopes up, that they probably would not have roller blades and not to be upset if there weren’t any. She told me she was sure they would have them. We walked into the store, Julia was beaming with anticipation. She asked me where the roller blade section was. I told her to check by the shoes. Down the shoe aisle we went. All the way down the aisle. And there, at the very end, on the bottom shelf was one pair of roller blades… pink and grey… just about her size. I couldn’t believe it! What were the odds? She grabbed them and immediately sat down on the floor, threw off her shoes, put on the roller blades and… they fit! Best of all they looked almost brand new and only cost $6.99.

Julia's rollerblades!

She rolled up and down the aisle, thankfully there weren’t a lot of people in the store! I eventually got her to take them off, we took them up to the counter, paid and headed home. As soon as she got in the door she put on her new roller blades and bike helmet, and off she skated to the neighbor’s house.

Here she is at her friend’s house. Their garage is so clean. Mine does not look like that at all.
Julia and friend

Here she is walking our yorkie, Molly.
Julia and Molly

Although most of the walk looked like this:
Julia and Molly 2

Every day Julia skates around in her roller blades. That just might be the best $6.99 I have ever spent on that child! Our next investment will be knee and elbow pads. Maybe we need to make a trip back to Good Will! 😉

Are you a measurer or a dumper?

I  spent some time on Saturday making yummy sweet body treats.  There is just something therapeutic about being in my work room, alone, creating something delicious.  The kids would holler at me from the other room every now and then and I would have to run out and tend to their needs, but I did get quite a bit accomplished.  And my workroom smells oh SOOO good! mmmmmm.

As I was making lotions and scrubs, I measured everything very carefully.  I am just that way, even when I cook or bake, I always meticulously measure every ingredient.  Just to be sure I make it correctly.  I follow the recipe exactly.  I want whatever I am making to be the same every single time I make it.  There is some kind of comfort in that for me.  I am a measurer.

My husband’s Grampie is a dumper.  He makes the most fabulous biscuits you have ever tasted, and when I asked him for the recipe he said, “Oh I just add a pinch of this, a handful of that and mix it around until it looks right”.  Now how is anyone (like me) supposed to make biscuits like Grampie does with that recipe??  But yet his biscuits are always perfect, every time, even though the recipe might not be exactly the same as how he made it the time before.

I took Rachel, my 16 yr. old, out to his house one evening and we had him measure all the ingredients so we could replicate his biscuit recipe.


(I would like to thank my mother-in-law for this picture.  I never remember to take pictures.  Notice the paper and pen on the counter for note taking!!)

Anyway,  even though Rachel and I follow his recipe exactly as written (because that is what we do as measurers), our biscuits taste good but they never seem to turn out quite as perfect as Grampie’s.

I guess it doesn’t really matter either way if you measure or if you dump as long as the end result is something yummy!

So… are you a measurer or a dumper??