Blueberry Crumb Muffins

This one I will put under the page No Brainer.  When you are bored, frustrated, or just in dire need of a little comfort.

I woke up so relaxed today for some reason- floating in a zen like state through the routine of getting out of bed, coming downstairs to get breakfast ready and cleaning up from last night- yup- that’s something new.  I used to not be able to go to sleep unless the kitchen was spotless.   That was until the past year, when life at home with a spunky three year old and a wild one year old left me spent up like a broken wheel.   The little one has so much energy and zest for getting into creams, cleaners, and yes, even the occasional nail polish bottle (Even thinking about that incident makes me cry and remember my aching arms from four hours of blotting and rubbing, blotting and rubbling until the stain was a mere pink stain- ON MY NEW CREAM CARPET!)

I digress…the thing is the zen/relaxed thing is a bad thing for me.  Its like a warm blanket that makes me loopy and not on my game. I am more organized and on point when I am anxious and jittery. It really is unfortunate that I can’t be both.

 All of a sudden we had five minutes to leave for preschool, and I had no make up, didn’t brush my teeth, kids were a mess, etc… I’m sure you’ve all been there at one time or another( assuming anyone is reading this). 

We got out the door. I was super frazzled. I didn’t bring diapers or anything useful with me.  I stopped at Harmons- baby pooped- very smelly, she opened up nailpolishes (she’s really not a baby- she’s a toddler!) She had a meltdown when I said not to the random winter hat with ears on it that was completely heinous- it was just an off morning and I had wanted to get to the library to get some books but with the poop situation, I had to go home.

The only thing to do when things go awry and I feel a loss of control, is to lock the kids in their room and have a major tantrum.

Kidding. I bake.  I do have a play date tomorrow so now I’ll have something fresh and home made to put out. Always a nice touch.

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Yum. This is site I used for the recipe. http://allrecipes.com/recipe/to-die-for-blueberry-muffins/

Awesome Oatmeal Cookies Made by Tiny Hands of Love

Yesterday was absolutely freezing, actually beyond freezing, like 1 degree with a windchill of -18 degrees! They canceled her preschool for the day- I secretly rejoice when school is canceled- I love staying in my pajamas with no where to go…well, I love it as well as get a little anxious about it. The wheels start rolling in my brain- what are we going to do? This day has to be amazing with visions of forts and crafts, and litle girls cuddled under the covers while I read them a story !

Wham! Crash- My little just broke a plate, crying ensues , sigh…so much for my Cleaver dream – What was I thinking- this never happens! Its like a dream or a fantasy, one that I’ve seen before, one with rosy cheeked children coming in from the cold and enjoying delicious cups of hot chocolate! 

Well, perfect dream day or not, I decided to cookies with G.  I decided to deliver some to my cousin and her daughter who live in town and you know what- it felt great. G was so happy to help with the cookies and cousin said it was a nice surprise…so I decided to start

TOO KIND TUESDAYS. Every Tuesday, we will do something kind. Stay tuned.

 

Empowerment

I just let out a deep breath, I feel lighter, and I feel myself straightening up.  I did it, I figured something out, although extremely simple, something which these techies and bloggers would scoff at, at least I figured it out.

I changed my url address.  I have been blogging now for two weeks and every time I logged onto this account I saw the url address that I DID NOT WANT. Because of my embarassingly bad habit of relying on my husband for many things, namely computer stuff, business type of things, and home improvements, I ended up with something I did not like.

In fact, if I dig deep into the memories, I’m pretty sure past situations where I relied on others left me unhappy with a result or perhaps just unhappy. 

But I lived with it until today.  Today is the day I decide to overcome helplessness because I certainly do not want to continue down this damsel in distress charade and I absolutely do not want my girls to feel helpless, trapped, and not empowered!

“Screeech…scrape…per klunk!” Ok well my two year old just dragged the kitchen chair over to the counter so she could climb up and grab some cookies that she just spied. Hmmm,  I guess I can’t be too mad because 1) Those are my home made oatmeal frosty cookies and they do happen to be amazing and 2) She just figured out how to get these delicious treats all by herself.

Yes! I silently think to myself, you go little one!  As I half heartedly remind her,  “No cookies before dinner.”

Oh what the heck- have a cookie- really, there are worse things!