Last night we celebrated my daughters 4th birthday. She turned four on Thursday and last night we held her party! Long story made short, we had to change our plans for the "theme" of her party twice and did not decide on the final theme until early on in the week. Our final decision on her party theme was... Barbie! Which worked out really well, or so I thought, because I could make cupcakes, and a doll cake using on of her dolls and I could try to make it pretty and not have to pre-order her cake, and since we didn't decide on the theme until late Monday night, this seemingly sounded like a good plan.
I always take the week of her birthday off work, and we usually go somewhere to celebrate, such as the beach, Dollywood, etc... Well this year, because of our work schedules and financial setbacks we decided not to go anywhere, but to have a "Mommy and Pea" day of pampering, (hair, mani/pedis, makeup). It was in all a great day! (this was all Thursday)
On Friday, I spent most of the day, cleaning house, laundry, etc. trying to prepare for her party on Saturday night. At 3pm I decided to start working on her cake. I am not a huge baker but I thought "how hard can this be?" BOY was I WRONG! First, the directions told me to mix one box of mix and pour in the bowl, then bake for ONE HOUR/15 minutes! Wow... wasn't expecting that! After baking, you cool 15 minutes, then remove let cool 3 hours, mix second box, bake 1hr, 15mins. cool 15 mins, remove from bowl, let cool 3 hours. After I pulled the cakes out of the oven, let cool and removed from bowl. We had to leave to attend the birthday party of my niece, who was born just a short 30 hours after Pea was. We partied with Deedee for her birthday, then we came back home to make cupcakes and finish decorating the doll cake.
The first thing I had to do was cut 2 inches of cake from one of the cakes, and assemble the other cake on top, ice and decorate! Sounded simple and it pretty much was, until I went to put the doll in the cake, I wasn't aware, either I didn't see it on the directions, or I didn't think to ask someone who had made this particular cake before, but you are suppose to cut a hole in the cake to slide the barbie down, well, I did not do this! So therefore, when the doll went into the cake the cake cracked! I tried to icing it back together like glue, and that worked until the next morning, then the back of her dress fell completely off the back! I was so upset, I spent 6 hours working on this cake and then it never made it to the party!
Although the cake was a disaster, and I realized very quickly why I usually let my husband do the baking, the party was great! We had lots of family, friends, and church family come over. And even though the cake was crazy looking, it was good, and everyone got a good laugh out of Barbie loosing her butt! :)
Sunday, April 7, 2013
Sunday, February 3, 2013
No Pain, No Gain?
Heard the saying No Pain, No Gain? Well, it is 2:52 am on Sunday morning, so I think it is safe to say "I'm calling bullshit!"
First of all let me start of saying, I have had terrible luck with my teeth, I have always took pretty good care of my teeth and for some reason, I think I could have owned a luxury vehicle for the low bargain price of what I have spent on my teeth during my lifetime. Friday morning I woke up with a slight headache but assumed it was sinus', went to work as normal, and throughout the day realized it was my tooth. My dentist is closed on Fridays so I figured I'd just have to live with it til Monday... well, now I'm not sure I can. I'm not much on medication, but I feel like in the last 24 hours, I have tried everything! Around 7pm last night I took codeine, at this point I was willing to take this just to feel better, (I'm allergic, so at this point I was ok with the allergic reaction, just to have the pain go away) and I went to bed. I woke around 1 and I could feel that my face had swollen and the pain was back with a vengeance! My husband woke up to my uncontrollable sobbing in the hallway and tried to help me out by looking up home remedies... he asked how my pain was, and I got to thinking, this is far worse than child birth! (or at least my experience.)
Friday, April 3rd, 2009. I woke up just like any other day, I got dressed for work, I fixed my breakfast and packed my lunch and headed out to work. On the way there I listen to "Bro Fro I wanna know" (my Friday morning treat, they use to air waves to catch liars and cheaters in action) I got to work a few minutes early and preceded with my day as normal. I felt great! NO way did I believe that in less than 48 hours I was going to be giving birth to my daughter. You see, I was 38 weeks 6 days pregnant with my daughter, and earlier that week at my weekly visit, my doctor informed me that I would have my daughter by Sunday! Until this point, my pregnancy had been a walk in the park, so to speak, I had only gained 14lbs, I wasn't sick not even once, and I had not had one contraction, not even a braxton hicks thingy, I also had worked every scheduled work day and didn't miss a one. When she said I was dilated I about fell in the floor of shock because I had felt nothing happening, I didn't even realize she had dropped! It was seriously crazy!
Friday afternoon, I was at work trying to get the final touches done before I went out of work for the next 6 weeks, and I bent down to pick up a paint brush and felt my first contraction. Okay it felt more like a twinge than a contraction, or what I thought a contraction was suppose to feel like. The rest of the day I kept thinking I'd feel another, and NOTHING! I went to dinner, I walked around walmart, still nothing! I went to bed and woke up at 2 thinking I may be having them but it wasn't strong enough to really tell. I decided to make myself useful, the nesting thing for me was insane, so I mopped, did dishes, folded laundry, packed my bags for the hospital, checked my checklist about 14 times, and decided at 5 I needed to watch Clueless! By this point my contractions were happening more frequent but the doctor said not to come til they were 5 minutes apart. By the end of the movie they were 5 minutes apart, so I decided to wake my husband.
Me: Honey, I think it's time
Macon: Really? Now? What time is it? How far apart are they? (all half mumbles, while still somewhat asleep)
Me: yep, yep, about 7ish, about 5 minutes apart
Macon: WHAT????(Sat straight up in the bed, through covers back, in a matter of about 5 seconds, he was on his feet)
Me: What's wrong? I'm fine, don't rush. It's okay, I'm fine. I still have to pack up Whiskey's things (our dog) I have to shower, shave, put make up on and do my hair. It's okay seriously, you have got to chill out!
Macon: ~Deer in headlights~ How are you so calm?
Me: I am fine, I don't want to lay around the hospital all day and I don't want to get there and them send me home.
Macon: Your nuts you know that?
Me: Yep, now you chill
After that, I showered, shaved, washed, dried and styled my hair, makeup and packed up whiskey's things. We called his parents around 8:30, my grandma, and my dad. We then headed to my dad's to pick up magazines, and drop off Whiskey. Around 9am we were on our way, so I called the hospital told them I was coming and by that point my contractions were 2 minutes apart!
Food is a very important part of my life, and since I had been up since 2am I was STARVING to say the least, so I insisted even with my husbands questioning, we must stop at McDonalds. I ordered a plain english muffin toasted, we got my food and kept on trucking (30 minute drive to the hospital) We arrived at the hospital at 9:45 and checked in the delivery floor. By 10 I was checked (5cm, 100%effaced) and hooked up to tons of equipment and told to wait it out, so for an hour I waited.... at 11 nurse came back in and at which point I was then 6cm and told I could move to a room or I could walk. My birth plan was to wait as long as possible on the pain meds so I decided to walk. And for two hours I walked and peed, I'd walk a little and pee a lot. Lol... Around 1:45 I finally decided to go to the room and unpack my things and at this point the pain was only about a 4, but I was getting nauseous, so the nurse talked me into a epidural. My epidural procedure went great but then I noticed it was only working on the left side of my body, so I told the doctor, and she told me to lay on my right side to let the meds drain into my right leg, I did as I was told and then my left leg was no longer numb, so I did the same to the other side. I did this several times until I could feel everything again, the epidural had worn off, I had the clicker to give myself more if I wanted but I realized I didn't really need it.
At 3:30 the doctor came in and I was at 9 cm, at this point Macon called my dad, and his mom/dad, to come to the hospital, and by 4 they were all there. At 4 she came back in and I was at 10 so she called the doctor. Dr. Fair arrived at 4:15 and by 4:25 I was ready to push.... after a very long, lol... seven minutes, my daughter was born at 4:32pm April 4th...
I guess the reason I was thinking of this tonight is... When I checked into the hospital that morning, the first question was "On a scale of one to ten, what is your pain?" My answer was "honestly 2"
But if you were to ask me 3 hours ago, when I awoke to this hellacious tooth ache, my answer would have been 45!!! I think this is kinda crazy... I mean at the end of that day I went home with this amazing little girl. At the end the day today, all I'm gonna get is a day of no sleep, a giant ass dental bill, probably a root canal, and miss a day from work. I just have to say, this really sucks.
So when they say, NO Pain NO Gain, I just wanna say... that is not always true. Sometimes, in the wake of having a child, there is a major gain. Working out to get in shape and / or get healthy is a major gain. But this there is not gain! Normally I am a positive person... not so much today.
First of all let me start of saying, I have had terrible luck with my teeth, I have always took pretty good care of my teeth and for some reason, I think I could have owned a luxury vehicle for the low bargain price of what I have spent on my teeth during my lifetime. Friday morning I woke up with a slight headache but assumed it was sinus', went to work as normal, and throughout the day realized it was my tooth. My dentist is closed on Fridays so I figured I'd just have to live with it til Monday... well, now I'm not sure I can. I'm not much on medication, but I feel like in the last 24 hours, I have tried everything! Around 7pm last night I took codeine, at this point I was willing to take this just to feel better, (I'm allergic, so at this point I was ok with the allergic reaction, just to have the pain go away) and I went to bed. I woke around 1 and I could feel that my face had swollen and the pain was back with a vengeance! My husband woke up to my uncontrollable sobbing in the hallway and tried to help me out by looking up home remedies... he asked how my pain was, and I got to thinking, this is far worse than child birth! (or at least my experience.)
Friday, April 3rd, 2009. I woke up just like any other day, I got dressed for work, I fixed my breakfast and packed my lunch and headed out to work. On the way there I listen to "Bro Fro I wanna know" (my Friday morning treat, they use to air waves to catch liars and cheaters in action) I got to work a few minutes early and preceded with my day as normal. I felt great! NO way did I believe that in less than 48 hours I was going to be giving birth to my daughter. You see, I was 38 weeks 6 days pregnant with my daughter, and earlier that week at my weekly visit, my doctor informed me that I would have my daughter by Sunday! Until this point, my pregnancy had been a walk in the park, so to speak, I had only gained 14lbs, I wasn't sick not even once, and I had not had one contraction, not even a braxton hicks thingy, I also had worked every scheduled work day and didn't miss a one. When she said I was dilated I about fell in the floor of shock because I had felt nothing happening, I didn't even realize she had dropped! It was seriously crazy!
Friday afternoon, I was at work trying to get the final touches done before I went out of work for the next 6 weeks, and I bent down to pick up a paint brush and felt my first contraction. Okay it felt more like a twinge than a contraction, or what I thought a contraction was suppose to feel like. The rest of the day I kept thinking I'd feel another, and NOTHING! I went to dinner, I walked around walmart, still nothing! I went to bed and woke up at 2 thinking I may be having them but it wasn't strong enough to really tell. I decided to make myself useful, the nesting thing for me was insane, so I mopped, did dishes, folded laundry, packed my bags for the hospital, checked my checklist about 14 times, and decided at 5 I needed to watch Clueless! By this point my contractions were happening more frequent but the doctor said not to come til they were 5 minutes apart. By the end of the movie they were 5 minutes apart, so I decided to wake my husband.
Me: Honey, I think it's time
Macon: Really? Now? What time is it? How far apart are they? (all half mumbles, while still somewhat asleep)
Me: yep, yep, about 7ish, about 5 minutes apart
Macon: WHAT????(Sat straight up in the bed, through covers back, in a matter of about 5 seconds, he was on his feet)
Me: What's wrong? I'm fine, don't rush. It's okay, I'm fine. I still have to pack up Whiskey's things (our dog) I have to shower, shave, put make up on and do my hair. It's okay seriously, you have got to chill out!
Macon: ~Deer in headlights~ How are you so calm?
Me: I am fine, I don't want to lay around the hospital all day and I don't want to get there and them send me home.
Macon: Your nuts you know that?
Me: Yep, now you chill
After that, I showered, shaved, washed, dried and styled my hair, makeup and packed up whiskey's things. We called his parents around 8:30, my grandma, and my dad. We then headed to my dad's to pick up magazines, and drop off Whiskey. Around 9am we were on our way, so I called the hospital told them I was coming and by that point my contractions were 2 minutes apart!
Food is a very important part of my life, and since I had been up since 2am I was STARVING to say the least, so I insisted even with my husbands questioning, we must stop at McDonalds. I ordered a plain english muffin toasted, we got my food and kept on trucking (30 minute drive to the hospital) We arrived at the hospital at 9:45 and checked in the delivery floor. By 10 I was checked (5cm, 100%effaced) and hooked up to tons of equipment and told to wait it out, so for an hour I waited.... at 11 nurse came back in and at which point I was then 6cm and told I could move to a room or I could walk. My birth plan was to wait as long as possible on the pain meds so I decided to walk. And for two hours I walked and peed, I'd walk a little and pee a lot. Lol... Around 1:45 I finally decided to go to the room and unpack my things and at this point the pain was only about a 4, but I was getting nauseous, so the nurse talked me into a epidural. My epidural procedure went great but then I noticed it was only working on the left side of my body, so I told the doctor, and she told me to lay on my right side to let the meds drain into my right leg, I did as I was told and then my left leg was no longer numb, so I did the same to the other side. I did this several times until I could feel everything again, the epidural had worn off, I had the clicker to give myself more if I wanted but I realized I didn't really need it.
At 3:30 the doctor came in and I was at 9 cm, at this point Macon called my dad, and his mom/dad, to come to the hospital, and by 4 they were all there. At 4 she came back in and I was at 10 so she called the doctor. Dr. Fair arrived at 4:15 and by 4:25 I was ready to push.... after a very long, lol... seven minutes, my daughter was born at 4:32pm April 4th...
I guess the reason I was thinking of this tonight is... When I checked into the hospital that morning, the first question was "On a scale of one to ten, what is your pain?" My answer was "honestly 2"
But if you were to ask me 3 hours ago, when I awoke to this hellacious tooth ache, my answer would have been 45!!! I think this is kinda crazy... I mean at the end of that day I went home with this amazing little girl. At the end the day today, all I'm gonna get is a day of no sleep, a giant ass dental bill, probably a root canal, and miss a day from work. I just have to say, this really sucks.
So when they say, NO Pain NO Gain, I just wanna say... that is not always true. Sometimes, in the wake of having a child, there is a major gain. Working out to get in shape and / or get healthy is a major gain. But this there is not gain! Normally I am a positive person... not so much today.
Thursday, January 31, 2013
Where I left off...
Two years ago, when I made my last post. Macon, Peyton and I were on the hunt for a new home. On September 6th, 2011. We found our dream home!
When we began our search for our home, back in April 2011, we saw this house, and always debated on looking at this particular home. There were several factors that held us back from taking a look but on this particular day, we decided to go for it. We met with Darrell (the owner) at 5pm, and by 5:15, my mother in law and my father were on their way to look and my 7, we were ready to make an offer! The next morning, I made a withdrawal from the bank, met back with Darrell and signed the contract to make the offer. In two days we were meeting with the mortgage broker and on October 17th, we got the keys.
This house is EVERYTHING we ever wanted in a home. Darrell bought this home as a foreclosure, and he remodeled this home from the ground up. He ripped up a layer of carpet and a layer of vinyl and discovered the home have beautiful hard wood floors that were original to the home, which was built in 1922 and added on to in the 1950's. Then he created a 2nd bathroom to make it a 3 bedroom/2 bath home. He added closets to everyroom and two closets to the master. He painted all the walls with fresh paint. Added new plumbing fixtures, new kitchen cabinets, remodeled the layout of the attic and added insulation. The home has 9 1/2 foot ceilings, and a fireplace in the guest room and a master suite (which we use as my daughters room, because it is the furthest room from the road...overprotective mother).
There hasn't been a day that has went by that I haven't thanked God for giving us this blessing of owning our own home.
When we began our search for our home, back in April 2011, we saw this house, and always debated on looking at this particular home. There were several factors that held us back from taking a look but on this particular day, we decided to go for it. We met with Darrell (the owner) at 5pm, and by 5:15, my mother in law and my father were on their way to look and my 7, we were ready to make an offer! The next morning, I made a withdrawal from the bank, met back with Darrell and signed the contract to make the offer. In two days we were meeting with the mortgage broker and on October 17th, we got the keys.
This house is EVERYTHING we ever wanted in a home. Darrell bought this home as a foreclosure, and he remodeled this home from the ground up. He ripped up a layer of carpet and a layer of vinyl and discovered the home have beautiful hard wood floors that were original to the home, which was built in 1922 and added on to in the 1950's. Then he created a 2nd bathroom to make it a 3 bedroom/2 bath home. He added closets to everyroom and two closets to the master. He painted all the walls with fresh paint. Added new plumbing fixtures, new kitchen cabinets, remodeled the layout of the attic and added insulation. The home has 9 1/2 foot ceilings, and a fireplace in the guest room and a master suite (which we use as my daughters room, because it is the furthest room from the road...overprotective mother).
There hasn't been a day that has went by that I haven't thanked God for giving us this blessing of owning our own home.
In with the "NEW"
Two years ago, I decided to write a blog, and I did for a few months and now I am back! I decided to give the page a facelift and decided to change the name. "This is Me and Pea" was a blog about a day in the life of my daughter and I. Now my new blog will be pretty much the same idea but I am going to be adding recipes, gardening and remodeling ideas. I decided to name the new blog "Sweet Southern Comfort" because my daughter is Sweet, I am VERY Southern, and my recipes are comforting. I hope you enjoy my blogs and I'd love to hear your feed back!
Sunday, June 12, 2011
The search for the perfect home "for Us" Continues...
Today started out as an ordinary Sunday Morning, we woke up, got ready for contemporary service at Church, went to church, stayed for Sunday school, and then grabbed lunch. On our way home, I mentioned to my husband that I had noticed a few weeks ago, a home that was originally a habitat for humanity home was for sale, I wanted to ride by and see what he thought of it. Having volunteered on a few home builds for habitat, I always like the size of homes they built and also, the layout. We rode by, and although this particular home was very nice, it was a bit small for what we are wanting. We were turning around and noticed a friend of ours from Church (the guy who runs Habitat) outside working at his home two doors down. We stopped to say "hey" and told him we were looking at that house, he began to tell us he was building a house now, that wasn't even on the market yet, and it would be soon! He basically said, follow me and I'll show you. So we got a tour of this "Perfect" house today!!! And let me say, OMG it' is perfect! It has everything I would ever want in a house, 3 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, 1356 sqft, on main level, a basement, and valted ceilings. The only downfall at all, it is $25,000 more than our idealistic price range. But because this is a habitat fundraiser house... meaning all the building supplies, builders times, and products in the house are practically given to habitat, and the money will be going to the new habitat home store in our town. We can not make an offer lower than the asking price! This house is amazing!!! It will have pergo flooring thoughout, tile flooring in bathrooms and kitchen, all appliances and furniture included, and it's a "green home"nd a pre-plumbed basement!!! How can we turn this down? After all, we are the only ones to have seen this house and it's not even on the market yet!
So, now we're on to looking and studying our budget, can we or can't we do this? hmmm... we'll have to see! But... for tonight, I wish I could go back to kindergarten where the toughest decision I had to make was, Elmer's glue or stick glue?
So, now we're on to looking and studying our budget, can we or can't we do this? hmmm... we'll have to see! But... for tonight, I wish I could go back to kindergarten where the toughest decision I had to make was, Elmer's glue or stick glue?
Monday, May 16, 2011
Two Things!
Two things that made my weekend wonderful...
First thing,
I started my own etsy page, on etsy.com My husband talked me into it. I have been making bows for Peyton and I am getting better at them everyday. so he talked me into selling them, I have sold a few already (locally) so now I am working on setting up my page and getting stuff on there to sell. I will be selling bows, then maybe clothes, bedding, whatever I can figure out how to make, and then on to other things as I improve.
Second thing,
Peyton said "I Love you Mommy" last night. I was in the kitchen, making bows and I was telling Macon "I love you hunny" well Miss Peyton thought I was talking to her and she said "I love you Mommy!" It was the best thing in the whole world!!!! :)
Good Night Y'all!
First thing,
I started my own etsy page, on etsy.com My husband talked me into it. I have been making bows for Peyton and I am getting better at them everyday. so he talked me into selling them, I have sold a few already (locally) so now I am working on setting up my page and getting stuff on there to sell. I will be selling bows, then maybe clothes, bedding, whatever I can figure out how to make, and then on to other things as I improve.
Second thing,
Peyton said "I Love you Mommy" last night. I was in the kitchen, making bows and I was telling Macon "I love you hunny" well Miss Peyton thought I was talking to her and she said "I love you Mommy!" It was the best thing in the whole world!!!! :)
Good Night Y'all!
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
I thought he walked on water
One of my earliest memories in life was sometime when I was about two years old, my grandfather, who I called Pap-poo, bought me a child's record player, and several records to listen to, some kids music others some of my grandpa's favorite country music, and one in particular that has always been my favorite, one I still listen to today. Randy Travis' first album Storms of Life. I remember dancing with my grandfather in the kitchen at my grandma's house and standing on his feet so he could help me dance. When I was three years old he passed away. Several years later my dad and mom, took me to see Randy Travis in concert, and I remember hearing the song "I thought, he walked on water" for the first time. I was only 5 years old, but for a minute I felt like that song was written for me. He sung about the special bond between him and his grandfather and how sad he was the day he died. It took me back to the time when I was dancing with my grandfather at home. From that day on, I didn't remember the concert, or the thousands of people there listening to Randy sing. I remembered me, my mom and dad, my grandma and my grandpa, in my grandma's kitchen watching Randy sit in a chair singing to us, and us only.
As the years went on and I grew up, I still continued to listen to Randy's music, purchasing records, then cassettes, then CD's and now MP3's on my phone. Still with this memory of my family sitting in my kitchen listening to Randy Travis singing to us, and us only. But as I got older I had realized that this was only a dream and had came to the conclusion that I had never saw him in concert and the only memories I had were those of my pap-poo and me dancing in the kitchen to Randy's music.
On February 24th, 2007, I married the love of my life in a beautiful church wedding with all my family and friends there with me, and in the back of my mind was the memories of my pap-poo and me dancing to Randy Travis in their kitchen. I wrote my husband a letter that day and told him how Randy had always been a big part of my life, "If you wonder how long I'll be faithful, I'll be happy to tell you again, I'm gonna love you forever and ever, forever and ever, Amen"
My husband and I have been married now for 4 years and we have a beautiful daughter to show for it, and I still carry Randy's greatest hits around in my car, always. This year, for my 27th birthday, my mother in law gave me tickets to see my Idol, Randy Travis for the second time. This time I do remember it a little differently though, I was in a crowd of thousands. No where close to Randy or the stage, there were probably 40 rows of people in front of me, and I looked through the zoom of my camera to see him closer. but it was the best concert I have ever been too! I sat there in my lawn chair beside the love of my life, and when Randy came out and I heard his voice, tears filled my eyes and I cried like I was a 15 year old at a Justin Bieber concert, I cried through the whole first three songs. And of course I cried again during he walked on water.
People may come and go in your life, but the memories you shared with them, even if only in your dreams, can last forever!
"If the stories told, only heaven knows. But his hat seemed to me like an old halo. And though his wings, they were never seen. I thought he walked on water"
As the years went on and I grew up, I still continued to listen to Randy's music, purchasing records, then cassettes, then CD's and now MP3's on my phone. Still with this memory of my family sitting in my kitchen listening to Randy Travis singing to us, and us only. But as I got older I had realized that this was only a dream and had came to the conclusion that I had never saw him in concert and the only memories I had were those of my pap-poo and me dancing in the kitchen to Randy's music.
On February 24th, 2007, I married the love of my life in a beautiful church wedding with all my family and friends there with me, and in the back of my mind was the memories of my pap-poo and me dancing to Randy Travis in their kitchen. I wrote my husband a letter that day and told him how Randy had always been a big part of my life, "If you wonder how long I'll be faithful, I'll be happy to tell you again, I'm gonna love you forever and ever, forever and ever, Amen"
My husband and I have been married now for 4 years and we have a beautiful daughter to show for it, and I still carry Randy's greatest hits around in my car, always. This year, for my 27th birthday, my mother in law gave me tickets to see my Idol, Randy Travis for the second time. This time I do remember it a little differently though, I was in a crowd of thousands. No where close to Randy or the stage, there were probably 40 rows of people in front of me, and I looked through the zoom of my camera to see him closer. but it was the best concert I have ever been too! I sat there in my lawn chair beside the love of my life, and when Randy came out and I heard his voice, tears filled my eyes and I cried like I was a 15 year old at a Justin Bieber concert, I cried through the whole first three songs. And of course I cried again during he walked on water.
People may come and go in your life, but the memories you shared with them, even if only in your dreams, can last forever!
"If the stories told, only heaven knows. But his hat seemed to me like an old halo. And though his wings, they were never seen. I thought he walked on water"
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