Time to move on

There comes a time when everything comes to a "head" and we must either sit on the fence or move on. It may be scary. It may be utterly terrifying, but it is so much better than sitting on the fence. Besides, if you have ever sat on a real fence it kinda hurts your hiney. I am tired of the hurt "hiney", so I made a cake. Not just any cake, my Birthday/moving on cake. Decadent chocolate cake with vanilla make you want to slap your momma buttercream... This cake represents a new beginning, and hey it is divine! After thinking about how I have been stuck on this fence because of the actions of others, I made a decision to hop off my fence. We ate this cake minus the person who said she would be there for it. We sang Happy Birthday, and we lived...I lived... Cake glorious cake. I can only change me. I can pray for those who put me on the fence. I can enjoy my husband's smile. My kiddos smiles and giggles as they eat their cake instead of what I had originally planned for dinner. Next time I feel stuck I will remember Cake.

There are some days I want to request a do-over

When you wake up in the morning to 2 barking crazy pugs, the baby has a poopy diaper that blew out and defied the laws of physics, kids whining because for some reason today is a shocker that they have to go to school- and no I will not get them dressed so they are moving uber slow, and the one that takes the cake is the oldest decided to escalate things with her Aunt and threw the "You aren't my mother!" card! She was being a pill about wearing a hussy shirt and the Aunt said "heck NO!" So instead of changing she decided to pack her bags and wanted to return to a former family friend's home. Such an intense story regarding said daughter I may have to write a book. So needless to say I want a do-over... But can I scratch the dramatic teen part?? I can do slug slow kids, poopy diapers, the whining, and barking dogs; all while standing on my head!! So if you have a magic wand can I please use it?? Or if you know Mary Poppins can you give her my number??!!?? I am not super mom, I do have limits. My heart is broken when it comes to this daughter. Do-over please?? *

insert pouty lip here*

When I get old....

When I recently went with my mother to visit my Grandma, a funny thing happened. I realized when you get old, you loose your ability to filter what you say or maybe you choose to not care what people think. Cute little old ladies who once gave us those stern looks when we giggled when we weren't supposed to are now spilling their guts on what ails them! Grandma, noticed I burnt my neck with the curling iron. Her being old came into play and she proceeded to tell a story..."I took a shower the other day." she started. In my mind I thought, this is good but where is this going?? "I got out of the shower and dried off."she said. This is good I thought..."Well I was curling my hair and I was naked" she replied. WHOA!!! Please don't say anymore!! "And I dropped the curling iron on my boob and burnt it!" she said. She then measured about 6 inches on her boob. "It hurt like heck!" Rolling on the floor laughing I realize that my beloved Grandma has either lost her speech filter or doesn't care anymore. I hope one day I can be carefree like my Grandma, don't want to burn my boob but not be so consumed with what will people think, life is too short!! This whole conversation puts what Great-Grandma said to my mom long along into perspective, "Someday when you are my age all you will have to do is roll them up and put them in your bra!"

Hello out there!

I figured after talking to my sweet dear friend, Staci; that I NEEDED to blog. I actually have a blog for my photography but I needed one for my family. Thank you Staci!! I should first start by saying I am mommy to 10 kiddos....not a typo. They range in ages 17 3/4 to 6 months old. 6 girls 4 boys. 9 living. I am in transition with my glorious family, to civilian life (Hubby was in the military for 20 + yrs.) , in the Cache Valley. Both of which are new and exciting. Our own personal mission field! We just moved here a month ago and are trying to adapt to all the new changes. We have 8 hens, 2 pugs (with a baby), and soon a australian shepherd pup named Luna. Our kiddos who are school aged attend 5 different schools! Which thankfully picks them up and drops them off in front of our house. After many years of having my husband gone serving our country, I am here to share the many skills I have acquired in his absence to battle loneliness and the skills I have yet to acquire. You could say my bucket list is never ending, so sit back and enjoy my family and our Serendipity!