100th Post - Let's Celebrate

So yesterday I didn't even realize that my post marked the 100th post of my blog. I've been blogging since May of 2009. I really enjoy it, and the people I meet. I think it's fun to read and learn from each other. I really hope that everyone has enjoyed my blog over the past 5 months or so.

Thanks for all my follower's, readers and tweeter's. All of you have been a great addition to my blog since I started.


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Wordless Wednesday

I found this photo this morning, and it's one of my favorites. 

I love Fall... cold/flu and all.

I was sick all weekend with the cold and flu, so I'm sorry for the lack of a post today. However, check back tomorrow for the Hot Mama Bag's review and giveaway. They are awesome bag's and also the owner Maranda has an awesome offer to my readers.

Hope everyone had a great weekend. Mine was relaxing, but tough with being sick. Also, the Seahawks lost.

Rain, wood burning fire and football. Taken from the couch. :)

What did you do this weekend. I hope it didn't involve being sick.

Follow Friday

I love participating in twitter follow friday's, but I would like to have more traffic through my blog and I'm sure there are a lot of people out there that would like that too.

So, link up with me for blog follow friday.

Thankful Thursday - I'm not Perfect

I'm not perfect the more I age and get on with my life I realize this standard of being perfect I hold myself too is an unobtainable goal. It's something that I will never reach... perfection!
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I remember way back, when I was a little shit girl I used to tell myself and my dad that I would be perfect. My life would be perfect because I would be running the show. I will do what I want my house will look the way I want and my room will have dirty clothes on the floor.

Any of you have memories like that as a child?


I'm pretty sure I reminded my dad everyday that I would be better then him because I wouldn't have as many strict rules as he would and my kids would love me more for it. Something to that effect.


I think it is hard for us to realize that we aren't something we thought we should be.
* I'm not perfect mom
* I'm not a perfect person
* I'm not a perfect wife
* I'm not a perfect cook

Anyway, let me just say, "I'm not Perfect!"

There are some days where I come home from work and I don't do anything. I mean no cleaning, no cooking, nothing. I feel ok with it, but sometimes the hubs isn't ok with it. My daughter wants to play with me so bad that she will get on the couch and jump on me. I then get mad and tell her that she can't jump on people and put her on time out. I guess that isn't really fair, because I shouldn't even let my daughter get to the point to where she has to jump on me and hit my face to get me to play with her.

Someday's I just want to be able to lay on the couch and watch a stupid show by myself for a few minutes. Or just want to crawl in bed and go to sleep because of the day I had that day I want to just forget it. Please know that this isn't an everyday occurrence just for the record.

I love my daughter and she is growing up so fast and I want to be the perfect person, mother and wife, but sometimes being perfect just isn't something that is a reachable goal and I should live my life the best I can possible.

Even if.... I'm not perfect!
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What are you thankful for this week?

54. Realizing I'm not perfect, and I'm ok with it.

55. Fall Weather

56. Pumpkin spice latte's reappearance at Starbucks

57. My Daughter's smile

58. Scrap booking classes

59. Diet coke

60. The weekends with my family

61. Sunshine 

62. My perfect life the way it is

Hump Day

Happy Hump Day Reader's

Representing the hawks at work

My BigMac Painting

Picasso at work

Potty training take 2

A long time ago I mentioned that I was going to start potty training my daughter. Well, that just didn't happen the way I wanted it to. Not only was she not interested in potty training, I just didn't give her the time and effort the whole thing deserved.

The last couple of days and over the weekend I've been really good with her. She can't really tell me that she has to go potty quite yet until she is already going. (go figure.. right?) :) I ask her every 20 or so minutes if we need to go sit on the potty and she will either tell me yes or no. For the most part she will tell me yes and we will go and sit down and she will go pee. Which has been so awesome. However, today she went poop in the potty. I was so excited I think I scared her.

At this point in the potty training I'm trying to make a decision at this point to just throw away all diapers in the house and just go for it. Or, if I should keep the diapers around for awhile for like the car, sleeping, and or longer outings such as shopping and such.

Does anyone have suggestions for me that has gone through it or going through it now? 

What worked for you when you potty trained your tot? 

What didn't work? 

Am I crazy for wanting to throw away all the diapers?

I started a sticker chart for her in the bathroom, so every time she goes to the bathroom and she can get up and stick a sticker on a piece of paper in front of the toilet. Although, she has more fun flushing the toilet then putting a sticker on the wall.

Happy Tuesday

Firewood is a man's job

So, as you know I live in the mountains and all of fall is the preparation of our wood for our wood burning fire place. The hubs stated awhile back that inside the house is a woman's job. (Who hasn't heard that from a man's mouth.) Anyway, he told me that since he is dealing with cutting, splitting the wood that I can't ask him to do any chores in the house. Ok, that seems fair right?!?

Only Half of the wood we will need this winter

The other day after he realized how much wood their was to stack, he has changed his mind. He told me, " you know you are going to be the one helping me stack this, it's going to be a family event." (What the Frack!)

Not only now do I have to clean the house and clean his pee pee off the toilet, I now have to stack wood.


 I simply just said, "I don't think so, wood is a man's job."