If Teasing Your Husband is Wrong I Don’t Wanna be Right

If Teasing Your Husband is Wrong I Don’t Wanna be Right

Today I have the burden of trying to think of ways to make a boring weekend sound interesting.  Because I doubt you really want to hear about my double nap on Saturday or the way we had to spend an hour trying to find a matching pair of shoes for Elijah before church.

I did get spend a couple of hours with Noah in his room on Friday afternoon discussing and planning the general Lego situation.  He has apparently caught the vision because on Saturday afternoon when I couldn’t locate three of the boys, I called up to their loft and they called down, “Yes ma’am, we are up here organizing Legos.”

Never underestimate the power of mom with a trash bag in her hand.

On Saturday I worked toward getting the house ready for spring/summer.  I like to change it up with the warming of the weather which means out with the piles of blankets and in with the vintage fans.  Even if the fans don’t work, it makes me feel cool just having them in the room.

James does not understand this concept.  But then, he also doesn’t understand why I like to just look around in a store where I am not planning to buy anything.  When we were first married he would panic when I would suggest that, just for fun, we would go look around in a furniture store.  He’d start to hyperventilate and say things like, “Um…we can’t buy any furniture Lisa.  We don’t have money for that!” to which I’d just keep walking toward the door and say, “I know that!  I just want to look at it.”  He never has completely adapted to this ritual.

I still like to play with him sometimes by telling him I want to pick up some vacation brochures or peruse the local car lots.  He never knows if I am serious and it keeps him on his toes.

I’ve been laying off the teasing for the past couple of weeks to be nice, since he’s in the throes of tax season.  But three more days baby, and I will be back to my normal behavior.  I can’t keep up that kind of niceness for much longer.

Now that we are days away from the end of another tax season AND the Legos are getting cleaned up, I may have to do some mock shopping to celebrate.  It’s the only reasonable thing to do.

If You Really Loved It Then It Wouldn’t Be on the Floor

If You Really Loved It Then It Wouldn’t Be on the Floor

I have apparently gotten some kind of bug.  Not the sneezing or stomach ache kind, but the kind that drives your family insane from your a constant need to organize and clean.

Today, unfortunately for my younger boys, I will be cracking the whip on the Lego situation.  I have had it up.to.here as we say in the south.  You don’t need to even show where “here” is.  It’s understood to be too high to even reach anyway.

Last week we emptied their loft bedroom of everything except the beds and gave the room a fresh coat of paint.  Then we built shelves to hold the Legos and I picked up some storage boxes at IKEA while I was in Houston.  The boys tried to convince me that it would take way too long to organize all of the Legos, but they are out of their league when it comes to convincing.  Once I get a notion in my brain to straighten something it can’t be unconvinced no matter how many car washes you offer me.  Resistance is futile; you will be assimilated.

I think they don’t want me in their room because they know that I can get a little aggressive with the trash bag.  I would never throw away a Lego (mainly because they cost more than all of my jewelry combined) but I wouldn’t think twice about tossing the cereal boxes they like to save to build tiny forts with or any craft projects.  One of my boys has a thing for using pencils that no one else wants because they are too short to go in the sharpener.  So he sharpens it with his pocket knife and does his schoolwork with these nubs.

But my motto is, “If you really loved it then it wouldn’t be on the floor.”  #TRASH

Cleaning the Lego room -- The Pennington Point

After I get that done I plan to keep the momentum going by cleaning out what used to be a study room for the kids and making it into an office for myself.  I’m not trying to hog the space, but they really never study in there. Instead they sprawl across the couch or front porch to do their work.  I can’t let a perfectly good 6′x10′ space go to waste.  Especially when I am working from a recliner in my bedroom with no desk or flat surface of any kind.  I just balance my computer on my knees while typing.  It works OK, but a desk and real chair are appealing.

Plus, if I had an office I might actually get something done besides sitting down to work then instead Googling everything that pops into my head.  I wonder about things….like the age of various celebrities or where to buy baby chicks.  I am hoping that being in a big-girl space will encourage me to focus like a real business woman.  Or at least enough to get over this cleaning bug.  Before my family has had it up.to.here with me.

Well, back to work.  Have a great weekend!

The Last Cold Front and Cheesecake

The Last Cold Front and Cheesecake

Here in Texas we are having some kind of cold front, which I am loving.  I know that in a month I will be wishing for the days to be cooler so I am pretending it’s May and enjoying the crisp breeze.  I am also enjoying my last few opportunities to wear my cold weather clothing.  Long sleeves will cause me to sweat profusely in a matter of weeks and I am having a love affair with the anthropolgie shirt I bought myself in February.  We don’t want to part.  We are soul mates.

On Saturday we cleaned the house all morning like a little army.  I barked orders and handed out supplies while the kids scrubbed and swept.  I didn’t make them wear a uniform or anything, but after each task was complete I would inspect the work.  It sounds kind of  miserable, but it was actually kind of fun.  It’s nice to work hard together to take care of our home.  In the afternoon we rested, except for two of the boys who had a Lego disaster in their room and took the whole day to get it straightened out.  Legos are the bane of my existence.

This morning I am in Houston for a quick, fun, visit with my aunt.  She had a couple of spare days and I couldn’t resist driving the 4 hours to see her.  She pampers me and tells me I’m pretty and let’s face it….I’m not getting much of that at home since we are just over a week from tax season being over.

On the good side….we are just over a week from tax season being over!  See?  I can be an optimist when pressed, although it’s not my natural gift.

Tonight my aunt and I are going to eat at The Cheesecake Factory, my favorite restaurant to which I don’t have easy access back home.  I have been saving all of my calories for this meal and, while it will probably make me ill, I plan to eat a few bites of cheesecake.  This will be my first rich food in months so I don’t know how my tummy will take it.  I may have to settle for eating just a teeny bit.

This makes me wonder if we weren’t really meant to eat 1200 calories for dessert.  Food for thought.

In the meantime my kids are home eating scrambled eggs or spaghetti, which only makes me feel 1/100th guilty.  But not enough to skip the cheesecake.

I will go home tomorrow and go back to normal old grilled chicken salads and non rich foods and probably warm weather.

The word for the week is: EMBRACE

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1L, 4Ds and 5K

1L, 4Ds and 5K

It’s been a girl themed week.

Last Thursday my 4 daughters and I went big city shopping.  It was a birthday shopping trip for my oldest daughter Grace since I was going to be gone over the weekend of her birthday.  We spent the whole day hitting everything from anthropologie to thrift stores.  The girls are now set for clothes for the rest of the warm weather season, which is a relief to me since shopping with them is a test in endurance.  Of me and my wallet.

daughters

For myself, I am on the search for t-shirts with sleeves.  Not long sleeves or 3/4 sleeves.  Just plain old short sleeves that are long enough to cover my arm flaps.  It’s a sad day when you nearly slap someone with your extra arm skin and I am trying to avoid that with sleeves and prayer.

Saturday and Sunday I went to Austin.  I ran my first 5K this weekend.  I did it with my sister….she gave it to me for my birthday and it was a double treat to get to spend the time with her.

I have never had any interest in doing any kind of running or, really, moving at all.  But after walking every morning since last July it was pretty easy.  And on a cool spring morning….almost heaven.

My first 5k

To keep the girl theme going I will be going on a photoshoot for my daughter’s 17th birthday this week.  Shopping is not her thing.  She asked for a photoshoot in the city and as an added bonus she wants to be there when the sun rises to get the best lighting.  Leave the house at 6AM….oh sure.  Because giving birth to you wasn’t enough of a sacrifice.

Next week I need to have a boy themed week.  Those are much easier.  Just dump some Legos in the living room and throw food into the middle every few hours.

Have a great April!

I Simply Can’t Stick to One Subject

I Simply Can’t Stick to One Subject

Well friends, I have officially reached code red status of exhaustion.  As much as I love to travel, it wears me out and takes me a week to recover from.  Add that to the time change recovery period and we’re talkin’ deep sleep deprivement that only a cruise or quiet beach house would cure.

I thought about trying to take a three day nap, but my life of homeschooling and OCD house cleaning doesn’t lend itself to being asleep for days at a time.  I wonder what would happen if I just closed my door and fell asleep at odd hours.  Would my children survive?  If they did, would I survive the state of the house afterward?  Would I have to notify everyone or could I just disappear?  These are the questions I ask myself in my sleepy stupor.

Last Wednesday I was just home from a quick trip to California and spent the day catching up with the kids.  I went though their school work and played games with them and generally laid on the couch while they told me stuff that was in their head.  I learned that Elijah has decided not to become a grocery store manager and now he is planning to become a hurricane chaser.  Boy, you leave for three days and all kinds of changes happen!

On Thursday I went to the city with my 2 best friends for a fabulous evening of eating on the Riverwalk and seeing “Wicked.”  No kidding…this play was so amazing I just sat there glued to every word.  I used to wish for a trip to Hawaii but I am now dreaming of a trip to New York so I can go see more of these incredible works of art and talent.  My dreams change frequently.  Wait.  I am starting to understand Elijah a little better.

Then as if all of that wasn’t enough, I went on Friday to see the new Muppet movie, which I have been waiting for since forever!  Even though I was worn out, I wouldn’t be able to call myself a true Muppet fanatic if I didn’t see their new movie on opening day.  It was so cute….I loved it.  But I’m not objective since I have a huge crush on Kermit.  He’s my kinda frog.

I took my daughter, Hope, with me to see the movie and we talked and talked and had such a good time with just the 2 of us.  I want to bottle her up and keep her in the closet ‘cuz she’s so sweet.  More impossible dreams.

We spent the weekend filling Shop24 orders and trying to stay healthy since several of the kids were getting a cold.  I kept putting essential oils all over everyone and they’re feeling better this morning.  What would I do without my Thieves?!  And lemon…oh and peppermint….I could go on and on….

This week I am getting ready to do a 5K on Sunday.  I wish I could say that I did an intense Couch to 5K training, but I really haven’t prepared.  I am doing it with my sister, so I have warned her that I will be slow and she is welcome to run ahead of me.  I doubt that 5 days of preparation will really help much.

I’m off to try my idea of disappearing and randomly falling asleep.  I’m hoping to get down to a code orange by tomorrow.

Have a great week!

Californy Here I Come

Californy Here I Come

Well,  I’m in California today so it’s gonna be hard to think of anything to say because my recliner is my writing partner and we are missing each other.

I flew out here over the weekend to attend a meeting.  I am a jet setter, didn’t I tell you that?  Yep.  I’m sure it was obvious to the airport security people when they saw my suitcase with one wheel broken that I was dragging behind me.  It’s the small things that can make or break your airport travel experience.

The Pennington Point

I’m also a mild germophobe with that perfect touch of clumsy, making me ideal to be behind in the airport security line.  Shoes off, dirty airport floor, people pushing behind me, it’s the perfect storm.  You don’t need the whole story.  Just believe me when I tell you I understand what it’s like now to be the first domino in a line.

I also don’t care for sitting shoulder to shoulder on a plane with a stranger that is coughing for three hours.  But I’m not one to complain so I just popped in my earbuds and spritzed a little Thieves in his general direction.

Since I’m gone, I thought I’d share an older post that you may have missed if you’re new here.  Sadly, it is one of my most read posts of all time.  It’s about the time my skirt fell off in the parking lot of Bed, Bath & Beyond.  Yes, really.

Enjoy your week!  Wear something green for me!

This May Not Be My Best Week

This May Not Be My Best Week

I have something I need to get off my chest.

Daylight Savings Time.  Seriously.  Why must we endure this torture?

I do not adjust well to change.  So as you may imagine, Sunday was a long day for me (therefore it was a long day for my family).  I could barely crawl out of bed in the morning.  It was tempting to get that extra sleep instead of walking, but I am determined to get a workout in every morning and I knew I would really be disappointed in myself if I didn’t.  So I arose an hour earlier than I am used to and walked and did my TTapp.

As soon as we got home from church I fell into a deep sleep.  I didn’t even warn the kids.  I just dropped onto my bed and I slept for two whole hours.  It was the deepest nap I’ve had since 1997.

True story.

One day in 1997 after my fifth child was born and I had gone without sleep for two weeks, I was a walking zombie, my mom stopped by my house.  Her plan was just to say hello, see the baby and get back to her job.  But I was so sleep deprived that I handed her the baby and said, “I have to take a nap.”  I never heard her trying to tell me that she had an appointment.  I just walked away…..straight to my bedroom and closed the door and left her with a newborn, a 14 month old, 3 year old, 5 year old and 7 year old.

Even though this may not sound unusual, I seriously think I would have done the same thing to anyone who had the misfortune of knocking on my door that day.  Hello mailman, thanks for the package, here’s my baby, I’m taking a nap.

Four hours later (but it seemed like seconds) I awoke to my mom shaking me.  She had to leave, the baby needed to eat and I had no idea where I was or what was happening.  Baby?  What baby?

Sunday’s nap was like that.  But without the part where I woke up being soaked in milk.

I am hoping not to take my typical 10 days to recover from the time change.  I don’t do well with these kinds of shifts to my sleep schedule.

In other news, I got a lot of work done on my book this weekend.  It’s been a long process since I never have more than 12.5 minutes at a time to work on it.  I have tried to convince James to send me on a cruise so I can get all of my writing done on the lido deck, but he isn’t falling for it.  He’s probably right.  There is the slightest possibility that instead of writing I would spend the whole time asleep in a lounge chair holding onto a tall cup with a tiny umbrella in it.

This coming week some of us will be at the Christian Worldview Film Festival.  There’s still time to get your tickets!  Or just show up….it’s gonna be a great opportunity to be around other families who are interested in wholesome, meaningful entertainment.

If you go and want to find me, I will be the woman dragging myself along yawning.  Or if it’s later in the afternoon, I may be in the car getting a little post-daylight-savings-time shuteye.

This may not be my best week, but I’ll do my best given the difficult circumstances.

Birthday Week

Birthday Week

I would tell you about my weekend, but it would be pretty much a reprint of last weekend.  Fill Shop24 orders, clean house, then add in some packing for my husband since he left yesterday to be gone all week.  He is taking the Bar Exam in California and it’s an intense 3 day test.  This is the grand finale of his 4.5 years in law school.  I am so excited to have my husband back after all of this.

When I write my memoirs the chapter about these past 4.5 years will be titled, “I Know I’m Married, but Where’s My Husband?!”.

So I will instead tell you about my upcoming week because it’s much more interesting.

First of all….this is my birthday.  Yes, I still like to celebrate despite being old.  If I could get away with having a princess party complete with pony rides I would do it.  My birth certificate may make it seem like I am mature, but on the inside I’m one sparkly tiara and a bowl of Captain Crunch Peanut Butter Cereal away from elementary school.

Then tomorrow is my son’s birthday.  So it’s birthday-palooza around here!

I’m gonna have a week long party.  From today until my husband gets home I will be in celebration mode.  I have many plans including a bowl of the best chocolate frozen yogurt on Wednesday night.

Why Wednesday?  I’m glad you asked.  I have had so many inquiries about using essential oils that I decided to host a class on Wednesday night.  I’ll be talking about how I got started and ways to use them; let’s end the mystery.  If you’re in the San Antonio area and want to pop by, I will be at Sweet CeCe’s at 1604 & Blanco at 7PM with some fun oils info and a 20% discount on your yogurt.  Bring on the birthday treat!

An essential oils class in San Antonio....come join us!!  -- The Pennington Point

In addition to that fun, I decided to build myself something for my birthday.  My parents sent me $100, so I decided to use it to build a jewelry holder/full length mirror in my bathroom.  The only problem is that the supplies cost double what I expected.  So I spent Sunday afternoon picking through piles of old scraps and putting some of my purchases back in my van to return.  As God is my witness I will make this project fall within the birthday money budget.

Before I get struck by lightening I will give myself the out that I bought the mirrors a few weeks ago at IKEA and those won’t fall in that amount.  But after that if I have to make hooks out of rusty farm tools I am gonna do it.  I will not exceed this money.

I promise you will be the first to see it when I am finished (hopefully later this week) and I will give you a full financial report.

Have a great week and be sure to stop by and see me on Wednesday night!

I Finally Found My Superpower

I Finally Found My Superpower

I may have accidentally discovered my superpower this weekend…..doing 12 things at once and still not having anything to show for it.  Maybe all of those colored tights I love will come in handy!

This past weekend was filled to the brim with activity, yet I can’t think of anything to talk about.  It’s a contrast to my usual riveting report of weekend adventures of house cleaning and excessive napping.

On Friday I spent the whole day celebrating love and avoiding candy.  Before I went on my early morning walk I left piles of goodies at each child’s place at the dining room table complete with teeny boxes of Nerds that were supposed to be stuck through a little card with playful Valentine’s Day saying on them.  The Nerds and cards were sold together with pictures on the package of the little box adorably slid through a pre-punched slit in the card.  Cute, right?  Um, no.  I ripped so many of those dumb cards trying to force the box of Nerds through that I ended up leaving 9 ripped cards loosely wrapped around the candy boxes.  I eventually had to walk away.  This, my friends, is not my superpower.

On Saturday I worked on Shop24 orders then in the afternoon I had a funeral to go to.  My friend Sara lost her precious mother-in-law and it was a sad day.  After I got home Adam was waiting for me at the door, “Want to go for a bike ride with me?!”  Despite being worn out, I couldn’t say no to that hopeful little face, so I hopped on my bike and we rode for a while.

He talked all about his ideas for making a bike track in our field and maybe could he go fishing sometime and he wondered if there were any family members in our genealogy that liked biking or fishing.  I just rode and listened and thought about how much I love him.  Tired-schmired.  It was fun.

Sunday was my big party at Michael’s.  Several friends stopped by and we had a blast chatting and doing chalkboard lettering.  Crafting with other women is so inspiring.  Thanks Faith, Colleen, Stacy, Jenn and Sara for being my special guests!

This week is another opportunity to use my powers of getting 12 things done at one time.  James is preparing to take the Bar Exam next week which puts my loving-wife skills to the test.  I will be sliding trays of food under his office door and diffusing essential oils in his office to help him magically absorb law facts and hold them in his brain.

Yes, now you know the whole truth.  He is the one in our family with super powers.  I just bounce around his awesomeness.

Have a great week!

My Weight Loss Journey: What I Eat for Breakfast

My Weight Loss Journey: What I Eat for Breakfast

I told you last week that I have lost 75 pounds so far on this weight loss journey that I started last summer.  It’s been a great experience and I have learned so much about myself and my body, but I still have a long way to go.

Truthfully, I think it’s a lifelong journey.  There’s always a new layer of experience waiting to be had.

Can I get an amen?

Lately I have stalled a bit.  I’m still eating what I am supposed to and doing my daily exercising.  But I have traveled a lot and not been home as much and it’s been harder to really know what is going into my food.  Eating out can be a killer on the diet.  And I think travel does weird things to my metabolism.

Anyway, I am still at about 75#, alright maybe 75 1/2# lost.  But that’s OK because I am still doing everything I am supposed to.  I haven’t lost my drive to stick with it.

One of the things I notice makes a huge difference is what I eat for breakfast.  When I eat a good, protein rich breakfast I get a better start, have less cravings the rest of the day and more energy.

what I eat for breakfast

Before this diet I would eat cereal or toast for breakfast.  I always had a slight stomach ache and I never knew why.  Well now I know it was the breakfast I was eating because as soon as I started eating just protein and berries that stopped.  And I used to drag, but now I have energy to last me well into the rest of the day.

I have several quick options for breakfast.

1. Omelet and blueberries (I put a little chopped up turkey bacon and some grated parmesan cheese, maybe spinach or and mushroom, in my omelet)
2. Hard boiled eggs with slices of turkey bacon and strawberries
3. Plain yogurt with blueberries and cinnamon (this took some getting used to but I like it now)
4. Protein shake (if I’m in a hurry I drink a powdered protein shake mix with almond milk and a little PB2)
5. Scrambled eggs with sprouts and chives

I really don’t need a huge variety of options.  I’m a simple girl and I’m happy with a variation of any of these.  My diet doesn’t allow dairy (except a tiny bit of dry cheese) except yogurt or fruit except berries.  That makes my choices limited, but still tasty and satisfying.

I notice if I skip breakfast I am more likely to have out of control cravings and be more fussy.  So even though I generally don’t feel hungry in the mornings I always get some protein in.

Like my momma always said, breakfast is the most important meal of the day.

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