Monthly Archives: February 2017

Planting, Sunshine, Life!

Yesterday, Travis and I worked hard on finishing up what he had started over the weekend. Levi and Travis built our raised bed garden. Now that we have started it, we want to expand it and add a hoop house next to it. One project at a time though.

We spent the day filling it with straw bales, mulch and vegetables. Adding a water system and checking on it to make any changes throughout the day. We ended up putting a couple of plants in buckets, knowing that their height will far surpass the height of the green house-top. Since this photo, Travis added some wood so we could add some climbing plants such as zucchini and squash without taking up room inside the actual box. I’m excited to see how this works out for us. We have usually had a huge space outside for the garden planting more than we would ever need. With all the rain we needed something we could cover.

We also bought plants that are natural mosquito repellents. We tore all the plants out of our flower beds in the front of our house, added fresh mulch and planted them there. They are not only natural mosquito repellents, they are all edible and I can use them for tinctures and teas later. Plants like lavender, lemon balm, mint, rosemary, basil. Because we have quite the deer population, we did fence it off. Hopefully, that works but I’ve seen plenty of deer get through a fence.

Yesterday was a good day, full of working together and accomplishing a lot! We ended the day with a pork loin that was in the crock pot all day and a long walk with the kids and dogs.

How did you spend your Monday???

Happy Tuesday My Friends


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Living A Suburbian Life

It is no surprise to anyone that knows me, that Texas is far from my favorite place. Not because Texas isn’t a nice place. There are tons of trees and it’s green everywhere (at least where we live). Most of the people are nice and we have a beautiful house.

We didn’t have much choice when we moved and we didn’t have much time to find a place. If we had all the time we needed or wanted, we would have bought more land where we could have had a closer lifestyle to what we had back in California. Land with animals and lots more to do.

Unfortunately, we didn’t know our location of transfer until it was down to the wire and we needed to move soon after. We were actually lucky to be able to find a house so quickly and be able to move just as quick costing us less money in the long run for Travis traveling for work. We were very grateful for this.

I was the most positive, optimistic person when it came to Travis’ transfer and our move. Wanting to believe in all the good things that were to come of this. I pushed my positivity onto my kids and the people around me, focusing on the bigger picture always. Recently, things have hit me harder than usual. My positive outlook is harder to obtain.

When I thought about it and talked with Travis about why I had been feeling this way it wasn’t because I dislike Texas. It’s because I don’t have enough to do. I have no animals to feed, no “big” yard to take care of and until my doc clears me next month I’m not allowed to do much and haven’t been able to. I do the same thing every. single. day! I tried making friends and having people over, trying new things and going new places to check out our new town. That’s not really my thing. I enjoy being home. Hiking. Camping. Horseback riding. Four Wheeling.

This shows the difference of how we used to live to how we live now. So if you are questioning why I am having trouble look at the first picture compared to the second. We lived in the area of that first picture. No real town. No city and no neighbors. Paved streets are few and little boxes are never seen. Hiking and riding in our back yard. The second picture is where we live now. I don’t need to elaborate on that.

My lifestyle is changing. I’m not ok with that at this particular moment. If we could, I’d like to look around for a house on some land near here and sell this one. It’s not exactly feasible right now but that doesn’t stop me from looking and possibly trying to figure it out…somehow. The fact remains that we will be living in Texas for some time. We don’t know how long that will be and if there is a way for us (me) to have a big piece of land and get back to me, I wouldn’t mind being here half as much.

Things I have contemplated doing lately include- going to college and getting a job. Neither of which I have wanted to do since I had Levi and still don’t want to do. I just want something to fill my time that doesn’t include spending all of our money. If I go to college, I just want to take some history classes and maybe some art and play sports. I’m older and they probably won’t let me play sports. I wouldn’t be getting a degree taking classes like that, just filling my time.

We did just get a small raised garden ready. We have bees on order for our bee hive and chickens are on the list even though they are not allowed within our HOA. If you don’t tell, I won’t tell. That is about 20 minutes of busy-ness to add to my day.

Life is different now. It is still the most amazing life. Everyday my kids remind me of that. My family surrounds me with love and happiness. We are here together. Learning, growing, figuring out Texas and suburbian life together.

Happy Monday My Friends


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Responsibility In Sixth Grade

It’s so hard to teach an 11-year-old how to be responsible for themselves and their belongings. You believe that you have been doing that all along in your journey of raising them but somewhere along that journey the message has either been lost or mis-communicated. Now they are in 6th grade with 6 different classes and can’t remember to ask for the assignment they are missing or tell the teacher they will be missing their class for a doctor’s appointment and get any assignments from that day. They don’t turn in homework without a being asked for it and I’m pretty sure I’ve only washed his PE clothes twice this year and once was because the were covered in blood and he was made to bring them home. Yep, that’s gross.

Sixth grade is a big change for many kids and I’m sure that many kids have gotten at least a portion of the responsibility part down. It’s a time when they really need to start learning it and picking up on ques from teachers and from other students. I have been helping Levi this year a lot. The transition from moving and then beginning a new school was hard on him. He is still playing that card and it’s hard to say that he can’t use it. I feel that way too. Because I know how hard it is, I do more talking with him and reminding him when assignments are do or when he needs to talk to a teacher. Constant reminding. I write notes to help remind him and emails to ask his teachers for work in case the notes fail. They usually always do. Fail…

He is not learning responsibility. He is learning how responsible mom is. I know that it has been so hard to move and start over but I think it’s time to implement some Love and Logic. If you haven’t heard of it and/or heard me talk about it, you should look into it. It’s a book called “Parenting With Love and Logic” By Foster Cline and Jim Fay. (To Buy it and/or just check it out click here →  Love and Logic ) I basically need to tell him once, remind him of the consequences (natural or not) and let it happen how it happens. He is old enough to understand and certainly old enough to be responsible enough for his own homework and school work.

I know I should have implemented this sooner. With our move and the transition, I haven’t wanted to. I have been having a hard time with it myself so I know how hard he has it. A boy going through puberty, already growing a mustache, having to make all new friends in a new place that is completely different from where we had lived. I am still apprehensive to it. I really don’t want to do it because I am not yet comfortable here, so how could he be? But, unless I want to see MSG on the school website forever, or continue fixing that myself, I need to help him. Not by emailing the teachers to ask for the work either. Telling Levi once and if it doesn’t get done, he lives with his grades and the possibility of repeating a grade. Seeing the school counselor himself to talk about what to do next and possible tutoring…after school. They call that Natural Consequences.

That would make me feel bad but I could bet money, it wouldn’t take much to get him to get on top of things himself. He hates giving up any more of his free time that he has to for school work. Or he won’t care at all because sometimes that’s Levi. Either way, I’m not helping him right now and I know that.

Parenting is tough. If I remember correctly, being a sixth grader is tough too. If he can learn a smidge of responsibility, I bet he can make my parenting and sixth grade easier for him!

Happy Friday My Friends


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Beaming At The Airport

During my travels I have found that people travelling are in a hurry, very sullen and easily frustrated, callous and almost no one has a smile on their face. Granted it was LAX, I was determined to keep a big smile on my face.

The line through security seemed to lengthen as minutes pass. Only the security technician seemed to get increasingly slower at their job. I watched as the people in line got irritated. We waited, to wait some more. Still I smiled. I finally had made my way to get my boarding pass scanned and with a big smile asked how the security techs morning was going. I offered him an apple and chit chatted for a good 10 minutes as the line failed to move forward. I was fine. Smiling. At the airport with plenty of time. I know I just have to wait more once I get through security, so I’m just embracing what I have no control over.

The children I saw were either quite pleased with themselves or very tired. Either way, they annoyed their parents. Which I got a good laugh from. I have traveled with my kids many times. Although I wasn’t traveling with them this time, I know what to do and bring to make it more pleasant for them and me. Why would you not do that? Still, I smiled as the little girl behind me swung her jacket around hitting me with it every so often. Her fidgeting really bothered her mom. The little boy in front of me who whined until his mom held him because like the rest of us, he probably had to get up very early and was extremely tired. She was tired too and appeared miserable in the long lines at security.

Once I make it through, I gather my things and find a bench to collect myself. Of course this gives me the opportunity to watch others. Still scurrying all around with scowls upon their faces. As if being unhappy is going to make any of this process go quicker.

I dilly dally on my way to my gate smiling and saying good morning to all the workers at the airport.

There was a time when I would be like those that I was observing. I loathed flying. It gave me a fright and my tolerance level for any sort of delay was a zero. The bar was my best friend at the airport along with the very friendly bar tender who knew the tip was going to be a generous one by how many double Grey Goose any things I had ordered and inhaled as quickly as possible. Needless to say, I no longer sit at the bar drinking to fly.

I have flown a lot since moving and come to like it. I don’t mind taking off my shoes, taking out my lap top or being body searched. Hey, it happens. Some of the best entertainment comes from people watching during the wait times through security, before boarding and then as soon as you board seeing who the first person is to get up and use the restroom as if we didn’t just have ample time to use the many that are located all over the airport.

Now I sit, happily in my home. The environment far less stressful. At this particular moment, silence. The kids are off to school and there are many things I could be doing. Collecting my thoughts not only sounded better, it feels better.

Next time you head to the airport, don’t forget to look around with a big smile on your face!

Happy Wednesday My Friends


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