Hey..It's Okay Tuesday

I have been absent in the blogging world and you can tell! Nice to know that literally no one noticed. But its Hey....its okay Tuesday

So its okay

That no one missed me in the blogging world!

That I will more than likely have to have my gallbladder removed soon.

That my daughter does not want to spend 2 weekends in a row with us

That while I was a tad bit intoxicated I let my Mr. Sexy get a cat, I am not a fan of feline critters. And this describes our relation perfectly!

That my blog will never be where I want it. I will never be that professional blogger pulling in tons of money. I have yet to even make $30 this year. But its okay. I do not want to put in the time and effort and especially funds into it that it calls for! Im good at taking a couple of weeks off. You can not do that if you want to be a "professional" blogger. I do not want to follow all those blogger rules and such. I am good to just go with the flow!

What are you okay with this Tuesday??

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A Day In My Life

A day in my life is not glamorous by any means. It is boring for the most part and a lot of people probably do not want to be in my shoes. We have everyday struggles with living pay check to pay check. I am a worry wart so I worry about everything even if it is two months ahead of time. I think I put a bunch of unnecessary stress on myself. (To much time to think about it, perhaps?)
2 boys who attend school (public) and one that attends a preschool. I guess you can say that. I am not sure what they call them. Developmental preschool. He has autism which I have mentioned several times. 

My morning starts off at 6:30 a.m. by waking up little man (Logan) and getting him ready for his day. Some mornings are good and others are not so good. Depends on how he slept that night. 

I get him off on the bus, then the two boys off on theirs and I usually try to back to sleep. I am an insomniac so sleeping in the night is something that I do not usually do. 

I wake up from my nap and take my dogs out and start on my "chores" you know those awful things grown ups have to do? Laundry which is a never ending battle, picking up all the crap left from the night before. Our coffee table ends up being completely covered by the end of the night. Did I mention I live with 4 boys? I dust everyday. Once a week I move everything and dust under it. I vacuum everyday. I have a Siberian Husky, this must not be skipped or I will have a new dog in the house. After my chores are done I sit down in front of my computer, in "my spot" and start working on my blog or scrolling through facebook. Have I ever mentioned that I do not have a social life? My social life is behind a computer screen. 

By the time I have had maybe an hour or two for all my blogging and things Mr. Sexy gets home from work with my little man. He has a total of maybe 20 or 30 minutes to calm down from school, get something to drink and a snack before our wonderful ABA therapist arrives to start another 4 hours of therapy with little man. 

So while therapy is going on I try to participate as much as I can, Mr. Sexy will most of the times take care of dinner. I am running back and forth with therapy and taking care of the older two boys, which they have to be reminded to do their chores, take a shower and do homework. I try to call my mom everyday and do this almost towards the end of therapy during the time Logan is having books read to him. The therapist leaves around 7 p.m. then its time to get Logan settled down, eat his dinner(since he does not eat with us because he is super picky) get cleaned up, lotioned down because he has eczema so he needs his daily steroid cream rubbed on the rough spots then the lotion on after that on his entire body. He hates this so its whining the entire time and my hair getting yanked on and even sometimes being kicked. The joys of autism right? He just does not like the feel of that slimmy stuff on him. Then he gets his nightly dose of melatonin and benadryl. If no benadryl he will scratch himself until he bleeds. Then if he is allowed he will get to play his game for a bit before bedtime and of course all we do is sit and watch t.v.

So the little one goes to bed and we are soon to follow. Eric goes right to sleep of course. Men seem to be able to do that well. I sit there on my phone on instagram, pinterest, farm heroes saga, and fb for several hours before I drift off. Then wake up and start over. Not so glamorous right? Every now and then I can go to wal-mart after begging my Mr. Sexy if we can go after therapy. Who thought being in the house so much can make you go insane?

What about you? Is a day in your life glamorous or boring or just peachy?

Our New Tradition

I hope everyone is doing great! I have been out for several days. A week to be exact I believe. 
Here is my explanation. Firstly I try not to blog when my Mr. Sexy is home. He feels like I am ignoring him :-) Second, I ended up sick. Yes the illness came upon this house. My daughter had came to visit for her weekend time and she passed it on to us. Thank you Gabby! Eric (Mr. Sexy) ended up sick first. He took off work and slept for awhile and I will admit, I have a lack of empathy sometimes and I did not want to get sick so I tried to keep my distance from him. That did not work and I ended up with it, 2x's worse. Imagine that. Seems the further down the line an illness goes it gets worse. My step son ended up at the doctor yesterday with a minor ear infection. He is no antibiotics for a bit. 

This morning you could tell it was Friday. Waking the 2 kids out of 3 up to get ready for school was a bit more hard. Cory overslept and would not wake up when his older brother tried to get him up. 30 minutes later he gets up when I tell him. Shower was skipped. Logan had his covers up over his head and was not awake at all and he just wanted to stay in bed. Thank goodness its Friday so the little bits can wake up on their own tomorrow. The one thing I love about Saturday.

During the down time of trying to recover I missed out on several prompts from the Blog-Tember Challenge. That is okay I will do my best to try to make them up. If not at least get back on track again. 

Day 12- Tell us about a favorite tradition, it can be any tradition and tell us what makes it so special. 

It is very hard to have traditions when you have a blended family especially around the holidays. Everyone is trying to figure out when kids will be with us or be with the other side or when we can celebrate with our families and then try to have our own. Mr. Sexy (Eric) and I have been together 2 years this month. Our relationship is new still yet so there are not many traditions set in stone. Like I said it is so hard to do the traditional traditions. 

While trying to type up this post and racking my brain on a tradition we have or could have, I found one.

We make a yearly trip to the Little Rock Zoo every year. This started in 2013 when we heard thatArkansas Autism Resource and Outreach Center hosts one day out of the year where admission is free for families who have been affected by Autism. We have attended both years so far and hope to continue this. Unfortunately, getting everyone to go and together is impossible. 

2013 All the Kids together

This Year and As you can see, 2 kids are missing. One wanted to stay with a friend and the other is having issues talking to his father. Long Story

I have come to realize when you have a blended family, traditions have to be tweaked a bit. You can not always have everyone together at once to do the special thing your family does. Keep the tradition and if everyone can attend that is great if not that is fine too. We will continue to attend Zoo Day that Arkansas Autism Resource and Outreach Center hosts every year! 

What favorite traditions do you have? We want to hear and you can link up At Brave Love

What I Want To Be When I Grow Up

This is the first time that I have decided to join in on a blog challenge. It looks to be fun and it will definitely give me something to write about everyday. Or at least I hope. You can catch all the prompts and join in your own posts at Brave Love

What Do You Want To Be When You Grow Up?

First off I will answer this question as I was a child then now. 

As a child I wanted to be a lawyer.  As an adult I would still love to do this, but my life and the track I took put all my childhood dreams on a complete stall. I wanted to be a lawyer, live in Australia on a huge horse ranch. 

I was never really on the right track to head down this road because I discovered boys! This put me pregnant at 16 and married at 17 and a single mom at 19. I re-married at 20 had my second child at 21. Divorced again within 5 years then re-married again and another child at 30. (divorced again) Never take relationship advice from me! Now I am with Mr. Sexy. No more relationships for me.I am done. 

Still I had hopes of becoming a lawyer but with my age, this was almost 10 years ago..I knew I could not make it through a 4 year college and law school. I would be old and I did not have much confidence in myself so I did what I thought was the next best thing. I got my associates degree in Paralegal Studies. But this degree does no good. No one will hire unless I have experience. I can not get experience if I am not hired. At least this is the case where I live. Small town Arkansas. 

On to now!

I want to be the best mother to my children as possible. I have made many mistakes in my parenting. It is a very very long story. As of now I have my youngest child in my custody and 2 step children. My girls, 1 is with her dad and the other with her Aunt. I will say this much, they did not get taken from me due to neglect. I will say this........never go to court without a lawyer! You will get screwed. 

After this mess I was blessed with my son. Logan, he is 3 years old and he has autism. He is my inspiration! I am his advocate. I love my children and when I grow up I want to be the best mom ever! I strive for this everyday and will continue to do so until the day I pass away. 

What do you want to be when you grow up?

My oldest and I 

My oldest and my 2 step kids..Sean the tallest and Cory

My middle girl. Kiya and of course Logan on my hip

Sean and Cory
At the end of the day, the most overwhelming key to a child's success is the positive involvement of parents.

Jane D. Hull

It's Okay Tuesay 9/2/14

That we did absolutely NOTHING this holiday weekend. No cookouts, no shopping (the sales) no trips. 

We stayed home. It was Corys 12th Birthday and he did not to go or do anything but I did make sure I got him the present he asked for which was another mp3 player. This time he better not lose it. 

He got his gift at midnight, the above is not the mp3 player in his hands, its the Duck Dynasty gummies

That we will leave Logan with his two older brothers while we go to the oldests' (sp) volleyball game. 

That it has been one rainy day! 

Anyways that is pretty much all for the It's Okay Tuesday, here are some pics from out boring weekend for your enjoyment :-) Not really just want to share

Guitar hero watching Logan

The boys holding down the furniture

Gabby kept hiding her face but I got her this way

Logan and I just chillin'

School Events and Meltdowns

School events have started for this school year. Last night was the kick off pep rally! Mr. Sexy and I are going to do our best to be "good parents" and go to each event we can. Even though neither of the boys are in sports, the oldest boy (Sean) plays in the high school band. In my opinion he should be in football. He definitely has the build but oh well. I can not mold him the way I want him. The even started out well. 

After about 20 minutes of us sitting in the bleachers waiting, Logan started getting loud. He had his ipad and was playing a game that is very stimulating to him. He gets excited, starts jumping up and down, flapping and yelling as loud as he can. People began to gawk. Granted we were outside and everyone was talking but Logan seemed to get several octaves above everyone else. So we took his game away in hopes of quieting him down a bit. WRONG!! This led to meltdown mode. A gruesome 20 minutes of flailing, screaming, hyperventilating and a down pour in sweat. Mr. Sexy had him the first 15 minutes or so and then I took over for the rest of the event. Every time we go closer to the crowd he would scream. Logan and I just hung out on the side until the pep rally was over. We have made the decision to not take his game with us anywhere we go and try to find something less stimulating.

Mr. Sexy was able to get a few pictures while i was comforting Logan. I was also able to capture the football team before I took over. 

Sean on the trombone

While sitting out of the crowd and somewhat by myself other than Logan I noticed a beautiful sunset. You can kind of see the pink behind Sean here but I got the following shots with my phone. Mr. Sexy had my fancy camera. 

#WordlessWednesday

A Calming sight to mark an ending to a horrific meltdown!

Here is to a school year full of events and meltdowns! 

My Version of Smores Pie

Here lately I have been having a huge craving for smores. I have no idea why, I have never had one so I had no idea whether I like them or not. 
(no, not pregnant)

We were out grocery shopping and thought why not try them? One thing though, I did not want to mess with a campfire. After all it is summer and hot hot hot outside so why in the world would I want to sit at a fire to try something that I am not sure I will even like? 

Solution
1 graham cracker crust
1 pkg of hersheys chocolate chips
1 pkg of marshmallows

pour half the pkg of chocolate chips on the crust, dump the desired amount of marshmallows on top. I put the oven on 300 degrees and let the marshmallows brown and melt. 

I let it cook just a little bit before cutting it. It will come out of the pan just like a piece of pie. You definitely want to eat this while it is warm. The chocolate will harden and the marshmallows will not be gooey. 

The verdict? I liked it, I will use less chocolate next time but this was a good dessert. It satisfied my sweet tooth! The boys liked it at as well so we will make it again. 

National Dog Day--Zuri

“I founded National Dog Day in 2004 to honor dogs, to give them ‘a day,’ to show our deep appreciation for the historical connection of companionship with one another – for their endearing patience, unquestioning loyalty, for their work protecting our streets, homes and families as Police K-9’s, Military Working Dogs, Guide Dogs and Therapy Dogs,”  (Colleen Paige)

So in celebration of this day I introduce you to Zuri. I am sure if your a follower you have seen pictures of her throughout my blog. We got her October of 2012. She belonged to our neighbors. They decided to go on a weekend trip and just threw her outside to fend for herself. She kept crossing a busy highway to get to our house so we just kept her for the weekend until they returned. We left a note on their door telling them we had her. They returned and hours passed and they did not come to get her. I sent one of the kids over to let them know and they took her and put her in a kennel she was to big for that was soaked with urine and feces and put that kennel with her in it, in a shed outside. She was crying. One of my other kids talked them into letting us just keep her. She has been a joy to our family and would be lost without her. 

"Dogs never bite me, just humans"
--Marilyn Monroe