My Day Off >>>(from work)

Okay, so, tomorrow is my day off. At least that's what my husband thinks. He has no idea just how jam packed my days-away-from-the-office are.  We women know that a woman's work is just a never- ending list of things that we didn't finish today, but will try to get to tomorrow. 


I'm not angry with my husband, it can be comical. He is great. He does his share and then some. We each have our roles. (But I have secretly hoped that I would get sick so he could see what my day is like as a mom of three.) Seriously, we make a great team. See, he's a work-a-holic; and I'm not.


Don't get me wrong I'm not lazy. My house is spotless- I never have to worry about unexpected guests. I cook for my family and make sure they have clean clothes even if I'm doing laundry at 5:30 am before work. BUT, as you can all see, I have no problem shutting that all off to get on the computer, crochet, read a book, or play a game with the kids. 

People ask me all the time..."How do you do it? Keep the house so clean with small children, cook real meals, etc." My husband and I have taught our children to pick up after themselves and that helps, but the fact that I don't watch much television has the largest impact on all of that. Instead of watching someone else's life- I am living mine. It's strange, in these times, when there is a reality show for just about everything. LOL But I am living my life to the fullest and completely happy with the extra time I have. (Except when someone asks me about a television show or an actor/actress.)



I take time to reflect on my day, and my life. I have to have peace . I am not fueled by the hustle and bustle that could so easily consume me (and has in the past). I have learned to take a deep breath and step back from stressful moments. I haven't always been this way, it took me years to learn, but I am more productive when I am at peace than I ever could've been when I was running on empty.


With the help of  Dr. Dwayne Dyer, author of The Power of Intention; Rhonda Byrnes, the author of TheSecret; and Eckhart Tolle the author of A New Earth; I have learned to live in the now. I have created a calmer me. 


Reading these books has allowed me to grow spiritually without compromising my religious beliefs and that is what makes them useful to all. No matter your religion, you can appreciate these books and their concepts. I encourage anyone seeking inner-peace to try one of these books. 


On that note, tomorrow I will take my three children for last minute school supplies. While I am driving, I will listen to my nature sounds CD. I will pace myself and when I feel like I need a break, we will stop for lunch. I will take a deep breath and admire my children. I will get energized when I stop to breathe, and then we will continue on. 


I will come home and make dinner and do laundry. When my husband comes home I will greet him with a kiss and a smile and that's what causes the confusion. If I had such a busy day, how could I make dinner, after school shopping with the kids and doing errands and not be stressed? He hasn't caught on yet...but I'm working on it. :)



This is how I live my life.
Peace be with you all.

Bright Eyed and Bushy Tailed

This morning I went to the local liquor/convenience store to replenish my tobacco supply. The owner of the store- a beautiful Indian young woman, whom I have become somewhat friendly with, asked me where I get my eyebrows done. I  hadn't done them in a while and knew they didn't look their best, and wondered why she was asking. I answered her anyway, not sure where she was headed. I told her that I get them waxed or  I pluck them. I would say that depends mostly on whether I am going out or not. I get them waxed and maintain them myself. I've never been the high-maintainence type.

I thought she told me that she threaded hers, but between her slight Indian accent and the fact that I had never heard of the threading method, I felt my eyebrows furrow and face contort with confusion  She smiled and said, "Let me take this next customer and I will show you.. She offered to do them for free and if I liked them I could come back and she would charge me $5.00. I agreed. I am glad that I did. She did a fabulous job! It was quick and precise-slightly painful, but no more than waxing.

There are always alternative solutions to learn about and old remedies from other cultures always excite me. Check out the video to learn more!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F37Sl1c7BA0

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a perdurable a day, helps you sleep, work and play

Make everything you do meaningful, for life is too short not to.

A Night to Remember

Most of us get caught up in our daily routines and forget to include fun in the mix. My family is no different. We have gotten so comfortable with our daily rituals that we forget to make memories. Last Friday night my husband and I were invited out dancing. We were reluctant to forfeit our Friday night routine. I do laundry after dinner and dishes and my husband mows the lawn and weed wacks. We water the outdoor plants and after about three hours of this, we may have time for a drink before bed.

After a little contemplating, we decided maybe we could use a night out. I am so happy that we did. It was just what we needed. Couples, especially those with children, have to make sure to nurture their relationships. Many marriages fail for the simple fact that they've grown apart, forgetting the energy they put into building the relationship.

My husband and I danced the night away at the Hi Hat in Providence, RI listening to a wonderful band called Chops Turner No Limit Band. They played a mix of top forty and R & B hits for all ages; everything from classics like Barry White and Al Green, to Amy Winehouse.

The HiHat is a great place for couples and singles alike to enjoy fine dining and dancing. The atmosphere was superb-low lighting, intimate round booths, and a generous dance floor. The prices are a little higher than your local bar or average restaurant, but the impeccable service and relaxed atmosphere make it well worth it. If you are over thirty looking for a  night out in the Providence area, I highly recommend the HiHat. Check out their  website for more info www.hihat.com. You will not be dissapointed.

Not Above the Law...But Below the Belt

I don't want to give the wrong impression here, like I think I am above the law but... Yesterday I got pulled over for speeding and received a speeding ticket for the first time. I will admit that I was traveling over the speed limit. I was on a country road near my house that changes speed limits three times before I get off. I didn't realize that I hadn't adjusted my speed through a certain section.

The reason that I am so upset about the ticket is that the officer that pulled me over was hiding on a side street! It made me think of the Dukes of Hazard. He may as well have had branches covering his vehicle. I think it's a low-down dirty trick to hide like that. Unless the driver is FLYING by (and there is never a cop around when that happens) it shouldn't be allowed.

Isn't there some crime he missed out on much more significant than my speeding? Like a robbery or something. Why don't they hang out at the mall or banks to catch real criminals. If they want to do something useful I suggest staking out more serious crimes.I am sure that there are better ways to pull in revenue for the taxpayers of Massachusetts. Of course this is just my opinion...feel free to comment. In fact, I would truly appreciate your thoughts.

Have a great day and be sure to travel with a light foot:)

Karma stings

A few days ago, I shared a comical story with a friend at work about my husband getting stung by a swarm of bees. I gave all the details of his attack and the bee stings that resulted from it. The oohs and the aahs, the hopping and dancing, etc. I will not share the story today because...

Yesterday, I WAS ATTACKED BY A SWARM OF BEES as I left work. Leaving work I felt a pain in my leg. I looked down and didn't see anything. Right away I felt the same feeling in a different spot. What the heck! There were several bees stuck to my pants. I started to pull them off in a panic. A man from the next office asked if I needed help. I told him I was being attacked by bees. He informed me of the swarm I had just passed by (better late than never?) As he talked and pointed, I was stung again. He then came to my aid and helped fend off the ruthless insects. I had never been attacked by bees. Stung, yes. But not attacked.

Immediately I knew it was my betrayal of my husband. I did not mean to betray him, of course. After the fact, it seemed harmless and hilarious. (my friend shared my opinion as well)

I learned a valuable lesson yesterday. Do not share someone else's misfortune's- as funny as the story may be- unless you are willing to experience it first-hand. I laughed all the way home from work. I thought of my husband. I thought of my story. Most of all, I thought about how ridiculous I must have looked hopping and bopping, picking off the bees. It was one of those moments you wish someone was there to share the memory with, because no one will ever know how funny it was... the day I got attacked by a swarm of bees!

Good news and Bad news

The great news is that our little friend is back! I hear him pecking away at the window periodically, not as often as before, but enough to know he is still around. I can't believe how happy I am to have the bird back in his domain.

The bad news, of course, is for all of you who may have read my previous post and thought that powerwashing your windows would eliminate the pecking. It seems it's only a temporary solution. But...you may find you miss it when it's gone.