The Happiness Project :: Week 26

The calm that settles in when we read bedtime stories.

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I am a pansy ass southern mama.

I watched the movie Babies the other morning. I figured that there was no way that my husband would watch it with me. So I put it on in the background while I took turns folding laundry and chasing Koen around the room as he ran off with clothes that I had just folded. A trail of wrinkled dresses and jeans led me in circles and I was so happy to have a baby to chase after while I watched a movie titled Babies because if I didn't have a crazy baby driving me bonkers, I totally would have wanted one after watching this film.

As I watched scene after scene of four babies from all around the world explore their part of the world, I caught myself feeling very western minded. Like when the mom from Nambia wiped her baby's naked butt onto her knee and then rubbed his poop into her knee with a corn husk, I suddenly felt like a pansy for gagging when I changed some of Koen's nastier diapers.

When the child from Mongolia ran around naked on his parents' farm and scampered through cow crap, I cringed a bit. I also felt a bit concerned when the child explored a rusty barrel that must have once been a watering hole for the cows. He climbed on top of it proudly and he must have almost scraped his naked little pee pee on that rust covered nightmare a hundred times in the process. It was a tetanus shot waiting to happen. Then, all these little calves surrounded him and I worried that they were going to knock him off and trample him. I am so not a farm mama, nope, not at all.

Oh, or how about when the baby from Nambia was laying face first in the dirt and sucked on tiny rocks? I bet a you twenty bucks that I don't have that his mom did not have her Infant CPR certificate folded up in her wallet. She just casually sat by the stream as he sucked on rock after rock. I would not survive in that tribe. No, I would be running around pulling rocks out of baby's mouths and scolding them to no end. All the other moms would hate me and talk bad about me in their huts.

At one point in the film, the same woman was nursing two babies, had a baby on her back, and another one playing with her feet. I'm not even sure how many of those children were hers. It was beautiful and I suddenly wished that I could be in her tribe. My heart filled with admiration and respect for these women who raise their children in such primitive ways. I wished to be one of those moms that just could just sit back and let her child explore unabashedly. I mean, I'm all about letting the kids get messy but I would never feel comfortable with a bovine smelling my baby's naked butt or letting him play with a plastic bucket that I had just gutted a calf into. I mean, I would at least rinse the bucket and scrub it a bit before handing it over.

I was pulled out of my reverie by Koen who charged toward me half naked (taking off his diaper is a new found skill) with an unfolded shirt that he had fished out of the laundry basket draped over his head. He haphazardly slammed past me and tripped over a toy truck. He got up, dusted himself off, and starting spinning in circles. I suddenly felt very connected to all mothers everywhere and felt kindred to all those mamas half way around the world who watch their babies do beautifully insane and unsafe things. Even though I am a pansy ass southern mama who worries too much about things like tetanus and cranky cows that trample children, I am a mama just like them, with a brave baby who has no fear and to whom the whole world looks like an adventure.

It's a lovely world out there for all the wild naked babies.

Winner : Use the force edition.

We have a winner for this week's installment of Freakshow Friday. Please take note that my super hilarious and non biased best friend was the judge. Here are the top three in no particular order.

Dee Crowe
It took mom an hour to get into those pants...
but the force in Juniors shorts was making young Yoda antsy.

Jeremy from We Took The Bait
Kill parents one day will I, yes?

Moooooog35
Not surprisingly, little baby Emma grew up
to be one of the most successful serial killers.

The winner is...
Dee Crowe

It took mom an hour to get into those pants...
but the force in Juniors shorts was making young Yoda antsy.

Dee Crowe
is the funniest blogger in all the land.
Now head on over to her blog

and marvel at this fantastic award she just earned
to proudly display forever.

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How come stuff like this never happens to me?

Laughter is infectious.

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Freakshow Friday :: Use the Force Edition

It's time for another installment of Freakshow Friday. Where I ask my readers to come up with a caption or story for a funny photo. My best friend will be the judge and she's one hilarious freakaziod. So, bring it! Here is this week's photo, an old friend from High School sent me a photo for this week's edition. It's kinda small but it packs a punch. I'm sensing a Star Wars theme unfolding today.

Do these ears made my head look big?

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You Capture :: Get Outside

The topic the week at You Capture was get outside.
The other afternoon when I was at my parents' house
I saw the most amazing spider web glistening in the sun.
I swear, it looked like Charlotte's web from far away.
When I went to admire it, I saw a terrifying spider waiting to eat me.
I risked life and limb and squirmed and prayed
to God that it wouldn't jump onto me while I tried to photograph it.

Doesn't she look like she just scurried
out of a Tim Burton movie?

Oh How We Love the Lovie Pile.

The happiest place in our house is the Lovie Pile.
We took a Hot Wheels car bed that my parents
found at the flea market and took out the mattress.
Then, we filled it up with stuffed animals
that we've collected over the years.
We have an embarrassingly large collection of lovies.
Don't judge us.

It's the perfect place for my little sensory monster
to take refuge and burrow into the Lovies.
He gets some really great sensory input
from those furry little guys
and it calms him down.

The boys climb in and roll around and laugh

and roll around and laugh some more.

It's the perfect place to channel wild and crazy energy.
We send Griffin to the Lovie Pile often.
The moment he acts wonky
I toss him in there.

Other times, it's just right for a moment of quiet exploration.




To learn more about how to provide
a good sensory diet for children with
Sensory Processing Disorder
click here.

The Happiness Project :: Week 25

A single orange leaf in my front yard,
announcing that fall is on it's way.

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Retro post : Finding the Poet Within Me.

I am a very reflective person and love
to go back to my archives to
remember where I was this time last year.
It seems so very far away
yet just within my grasp.
It always puts the present into perspective for me.
So, this time last year I created a little project for myself.
I had maybe 12 followers at the time.
So, I'd like to invite all of my new friends
to check it out.
It was an amazing experience for me.

A stymied poet's quest to find her words.

Long ago, before I was a wife and before I was a mother, I was a poet.

I wrote poems almost daily.
The words just fell from my fingers to the paper.
It was effortless.

I have volumes of journals full of poems that have only been read by my eyes.
It has been too long since I last took the time to simply sit and write a poem.
So, I'm starting,

The Poetry Project

For the next 6 days I will post a poem each day that I wrote in the past.
Then on the 7th day I will post a new poem that I will write over this week.
I am hoping that reading my old words will inspire me
to search and find all of the poetry that still lives within me.

Here is a link to the poems...

The Poetry Project 2009

Enjoy!!

Winner : Circle of Life Edition

We have a winner for this week's installment of Freakshow Friday. Please take note that my super hilarious and non biased best friend was the judge. Here are the top three in no particular order.

Wym
The dress maker knew, THIS mold was not the right fit.
Unfortunately...Betty wet her pants.

Amy
Things got a little rowdy backstage during Tuesday's episode of Maury.
But, as it turned out... Leigh, you are the father!

Kearsie
This is what we call around these here parts SEXY.
The winner is...

Wym

The dress maker knew, THIS mold was not the right fit.
Unfortunately...Betty wet her pants.

Wym
is the funniest blogger in all the land.
Now head on over to her blog

and marvel at this fantastic award she just earned
to proudly display forever.

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Why do I love this so much?

MARCEL THE SHELL WITH SHOES ON from Dean Fleischer-Camp on Vimeo.

I can't stop watching
this adorable little video.

Freakshow Friday : Circle of Life Edition

It's time for another installment of Freakshow Friday. Where I ask my readers to come up with a caption or story for a funny photo. My best friend will be the judge and she's one hilarious freakaziod. So, bring it! Here is the week's photo, this photograph is a little somethin' special. When the hubby and I were looking at the photos from Erin's baby shower last weekend, we stumbled upon this little gem and he said "You have to use that for Freakshow Friday." I can't wait to see what y'all come up with!

Someone must have skipped school the day they taught
how babies were made.

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Blog and make a big deal
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Simply leave your funny caption or story
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The winner will be announced on Monday.

You Capture :: In the kitchen

The assignment this week at You capture was In the kitchen.
I am not one of those ladies that feels at home in the kitchen.
No, it can be an uncertain place where burners are turned up too high
and sometimes the oven doesn't ever actually get turned on when I attempt to bake.
Many casseroles that I thought were baking were really just sitting
in the oven wondering why it was so cold in there.
I have shown up to more than one social function with an unbaked casserole
and a request for the hostess to turn on her oven.
There is only one thing that makes me feel
like I can pretend to belong in my kitchen...

wearing a cute apron while I cook.

I think too much when I drink wine and watch romantic comedies. Oh...and I love my husband too.

Saturday night (after my "College Night" trip to Kroger) my husband and I sat on the couch, drank copious amounts of wine, and watched the movie Date Night together. My parents had the boys for the night so we felt all wild and crazy. We enjoyed the movie and laughed really loud (since there was no baby sleeping in the other room) and I might have snorted some wine out of my nose once or twice. The characters are very easy to relate to as they are "a boring couple from New Jersey" and well, I guess that we could be considered a "boring couple in Georgia" in some circles.

Another couple in the movie had decided to get a divorce because they felt like roommates instead of lovers. This got me thinking...in the same way that the movie "He's Just not that Into You" made me wonder if my husband was just not that into me even though he makes it abundantly clear that his is totally into me. There is no logic in these types of thoughts, they are strictly prompted by romance comedies gone awry in my brain. After the movie was over and we were good and snockered, we attempted to have a drunken pseudo-intellectual conversation about marriage and parenting. Here is how our conversation went;

Me:" I mean, just because we are busy being parents doesn't mean that we're boring, right? I'm not boring am I?"

Roger:(taking a swig of wine) "You are cool as hell!"

Me:" Well, I think that you're cool as hell too. I mean, just because we spend most of our evenings tending to the kids and then by the time they are in bed we only have like one hour together before we go to bed, that doesn't make us lame."

Roger: (taking another sip of wine) "Naw, we're cool. "

Me: "You don't feel like we've turned into roommates that just take care of the kids, do you?"

Roger: (raising my glass up to my lips to make me have a sip of my wine) "No way, wanna make out?"

Brief intermission...
(cue "bow chicka wow wow" music)

Me: "See, we're wild and crazy!"

Roger: " Who gives a crap about if we're cool or not? We love each other, we love our kids, we have our sh*t together. So, I don't see a problem there."

Me: "You're right, who gives a crap? I'm cool, I'm damn cool...screw Tina Fay."

Roger: "It's not like we aren't spending as much time together because we don't love each other, we have kids, what do people expect?"

Me:"So you don't want to divorce me because we don't get to hang out all the time and eat fancy meals and get all drunk like we used to?"

Roger: "You are forever banned from watching movies about boring couples who get divorced."

I can live with that!

The Happiness Project :: Week 24

Taking the traditional first day of school picture.

Complete with the "backpack, lunch box,
and stand in front of the front door" pose...

...just like my Mom did every single year.
(Me circa 1983, first day of 2nd grade)

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I lost my mind at Kroger the other night...

I live in a college town and when the students return to campus in droves, our little town gets turned upside down. I went to Kroger Saturday evening to buy a bottle of wine and cupcakes. It was 7:30 pm and the place was swarming with young people. At the entrance, right next to the automatic glass doors, was a huge promotional box offering Ramen Noodles at the low cost of 10 for a dollar. There were red and black balloons covering the place on every corner. It was a sensory explosion.

Upon walking into the store, a female employee screamed at me..."IT'S COLLEGE NIGHT!" and threw some coupons at me. She then pressured me to enter a "tailgating inspired" raffle. I looked at the potential prizes which consisted of a huge red Miller Light inflatable chair, a canvas bag full of cans of Monster energy drink, a Miller Light cooler, a red and black folding camping chair, and various other items. I very politely declined.

As I walked up and down the aisles grabbing my wine and cupcakes, I saw college students at every turn. I would say that over half of them were wearing their pajamas. This is a trend in my town. Girls and boys alike walk around in their jammies, it's a bit disconcerting because often times the girls are tiny and they are in tiny shorts. I always end up feeling old, chubby, and bitter as I buy a pack of diapers or any other non fun grocery item. This night was no exception as tan co-eds grabbed up microwave pizzas with their ass cheeks hanging out. Plus, I don't mean to be all judgy or anything but my Mammaw taught me three things that I still carry with me to this day. Never leave the house in your jammies, always wear a bra in public, and take a little moment to put on some lipstick before you get out of the car. These girls break all of these rules.

The checkout area was pure silliness. Every single checkout lane was open and the lines were ten people deep. Some dude was announcing the raffle winners over the store intercom. You would hear him say "The winner of the inflatable chair is Max Jones." Then, Max Jones screamed and yelled and his buddies high fived him as he ran up to claim his amazing prize. I imagined that it would be put to good use in the Frat house.

The announcements continued as I waited in line, laughing out loud at the scene that unfolded before me. They handed out prize after prize and celebrations would burst throughout the store. They also had a promotion going on where every checkout line had a bell that you could ring if you felt like you had gotten good service. The little bells would ding and all of the employees would cheer. So, between the winners of the raffle freaking out, the bells dinging non-stop, and the Kroger workers clapping their heads off, it was an intense fifteen minute wait to pay for groceries.

I even got into the spirit and started cheering and screaming as the excitement unfolded. I am well known for taking advantage of any opportunity to be loud and obnoxious in public. Some whipper snapper one line over gave me a high five over the gum display. I slapped his hand and yelled "WOOO HOOOO" at the top of my lungs and pumped a fist into the air. An old lady behind me looked afraid as she peered at me with huge eyes and said "I have a Pacemaker, I can't take all this rowdiness."

I suddenly felt so very young and wished
at that moment that I was wearing my pajamas.

Winner : Showstopper Edition.

We have a winner for this week's installment of Freakshow Friday. Please take note that my super hilarious and non biased best friend was the judge. Here are the top three in no particular order.

Neena
Put up your jazz hands or the leopard leotard gets it!

Jeremy from We Took The Bait
Brenda raised five fingers in response to the question,
"How many cans of Aqua Net did you use this morning?"

Amy
Lucy was never so excited as when
she landed the lead in her school's dance drama,
"Bonnie and Slide."

The winner is...
Amy

Lucy was never so excited as when

she landed the lead in her school's dance drama,
"Bonnie and Slide."

Amy
is the funniest blogger in all the land.
Now head on over to her blog

and marvel at this fantastic award she just earned
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Bye bye summer, hello sanity!

Today marks the last day of summer for us and it is bittersweet.
Many mornings I woke up at six am already overwhelmed.
I had twelve hours to fill before my husband got home from work.

There were meltdowns that unfolded as we walked down the aisles at Walmart.
We stormed up and down the frozen food section
bickering and fussing.

There were days when the television might have been on for six hours
while I sat on the couch and whimpered.

There were moments when I questioned my position in life as a Stay at Home Mom.

There were moments when I looked up and realized
that both of my kids were suddenly running around the house naked.

There were the days when zero housework got done
and we each took turns saying "Ouch!"
as we stubbed our toes on scattered toys.

There were desperate playdates
where we unleashed our children on the McDonald's playground
and the frazzled Moms all drank milkshakes.

Then there were the good days.

Where I woke up to smiling faces and enjoyed
not having to rush to get out the door for school

There were dance parties filled with good music and wild laughter.

There were trips to get ice cream.

There were early morning trips to the park
that were full of fun and exploration.

There were evenings spent eating homemade Popsicles
as we sat on the front porch and waited for Daddy
to get home from work.
We would cover him with sticky kisses when he arrived.

There were bedtime baths taken in a small swimming pool outside,
as they floated in carefree bubbles,
their little bare bottoms glistened in the summer sun.

The good, the difficult, the fantastic, the exhausting
days of summer are coming to a close.

I can't believe that I survived it.

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Freakshow Friday :: Showstopper Edition

It's time for another installment of Freakshow Friday. Where I ask my readers to come up with a caption or story for a photo taken from Awkward Family Photos. My best friend will be the judge and she's one hilarious freakaziod. So, bring it! Here is the week's photo, this girl is packin' some serious heat.

...because Jazz can be really dangerous.

You got a better one for me?
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Blog and make a big deal
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Simply leave your funny caption or story
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You Capture :: Everyday objects

The assignment over at You Capture was Everyday Objects.
So, I looked around my home as I went through my everyday chores.
I decided that I would use this as an opportunity
for you to see what a busy life that I lead around here.

There are dishes to wash.

Dinner isn't going to cook itself, now is it?

Oh, and plenty of phone calls to make.

Now, if only my kids would give me a moment to talk on the phone.
School starts in 4 days, not that I'm counting or anything.

Have I been drinking the Kool-Aid or is this the best book that I have ever read?

I am a prayer warrior but I don't go around advertising it. People who are close to me know that if they call me with a prayer request that I will pray for them a hundred times over. I jokingly say that I have a direct line to God because often times, my prayers are answered. I make a practice of praying. I pray at stop signs, while I'm loading the dishwasher, or changing a diaper. I see any regular moment as an opportunity to pray.

I don't discuss my spirituality often. If someone asks me about my beliefs, I will tell them but it's not open for a theological discussion. My spirit is mine and my heart is free to believe in prayer. Your heart is free too, I'm not here to change anyone. I can only be in charge of my own heart.

Yet, there is this book that I read that has changed my life. It has changed my husband's life and he doesn't even know it. I discovered it one day when I was seeking refuge at the grocery store a few years ago (click here to find out why I consider a trip to the grocery store a form of therapy). My husband was out of a job and depressed. I floated around the aisles praying, crying, and hoping that no one was staring at me. My eyes happened to fall upon this book...

The Power of the Praying Wife

I picked it up and tossed it into the shopping cart without even batting a teary eyelash. When I later read it, I discovered a key to changing my life. Let me interject here and tell you that if I had picked up this book six years ago I would have slammed it shut and tossed it into the trash within the first chapter. It has some seriously old school biblical views. Frankly, I am shocked that I not only read the book but totally immersed myself into it. The photo of the author looks like a lady at church who would have given me the stink eye as a teenager because I was painting my fingernails during the sermon. I mean, look at her...

"Hi, my name is Stormie and
I eat bad little girls for lunch."

I digress...something within me found comfort in her words. Each chapter is a meditation of prayer for your husband. From finances to his integrity, this book has 30 devotions that you do daily. It's backed up with bible verses and has a script at the end of each chapter. If you read this book for one month, by the end of the month you would have prayed for every aspect of your husband's life.

Let me tell you something, this book is like gold. After I read it, my husband found a job within 2 weeks. Any time I sense that he is misdirected or just feeling down, I'll bust out this book and pray. Just a few weeks ago, I pulled out this book and within a week Roger got a raise at work. It's magical! It's also better than me riding his ass all the time and trying to control things that I can't change.

In conclusion, if you have a servant's heart and are willing to get down on your knees, buy this book and let the praying commence. If this is not really your thing and just the look of Stormie scares you, then simply move along but do it quietly please...I'm not open for business if you don't like what I'm selling, if ya know what I mean!

Disclaimer: I received no compensation for writing this book review.
I wrote it out of the kindness of my own heart and so that you wouldn't
have to walk through Kroger crying your eyeballs out
in search of this book.
You're welcome.

The Happiness Project :: Week 23

Buying school supplies.

When I was a little girl
I used to get so excited about buying school supplies.
The anticipation of a new school year
always thrilled me as I filled up my school box
with pencils, scissors, and erasers.
I still feel that same thrill when I
buy Griffin his school supplies.
I hope that I never lose it.

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To be read in 2027.

Dear Leigh,
This letter is being written by your 35 year old self. By my calculations when you read this you will be 53 years old. If all goes as you hope it does, Griffin should be about to graduate college and Koen should be packing up to leave for college right about now. I just wanted to tell you how proud I am that you made it this far and that the boys are happy and healthy and ready to go into the world and take it on. You did good, mama.

Listen, I really hope that you took the time over the years to take care of yourself. I mean, I know that being a mom is what you seem to do the best but I hope that you fostered your writing as well. I hope that you kept a part of yourself over the years for this moment, the moment that the boys are leaving. Please, do us both a favor and don't freak out because they are leaving.

Get excited about your new life. Travel, paint, read, write, and please spend some much needed time with your husband.

Today, as I type this, Griffin is 5 years old and about to start his third year at Montessori school. He'll be staying everyday until 2:30 pm. This is a big deal around here. I'm going to miss him so much. I guess that I am feeling just a touch of what you are feeling now. It's so hard to let him go with grace. I can feel the shift, he is growing by leaps and bounds. Koen is 16 months and is about to give up nursing. I think that he is just humoring me at this point. We are down to two nursings and they are so short that they really shouldn't count. So, both of the boys are needing me a bit less. I just had a good cry about it.

I am starting the hard work now. I am working on letting them go slowly so that when you are saying goodbye to Koen as he leaves for college and both of the boys are officially out of the house, that you will have a safe space saved just for you. I am creating that place in your heart today and I promise to protect it. A place that is full of love and memories of when the boys were so very young. I promise to do this for you, to take care of you now and over the years as each milestone passes by. So that when the time comes, you will feel strong. I promise to cry if I need to cry so that the tears don't sneak up on you. I promise to be good to me so that you will be nurtured. I will love my children unguarded and whole heartedly but I will love myself freely too. I will take the time to make sure that there will still be joy available to you when this job of being someone's Mom has run it's course.

I love you,
Leigh

P.S. Sorry that I didn't moisturize my face better in my younger days!

Winner : Family of Freaks Edition

We have a winner for this week's installment of Freakshow Friday. Please take note that my super hilarious and non biased best friend was the judge. Here are the top three in no particular order.

Sue
Our menfolk become werewolves at puberty...

tucsoncordovas
No one told Rico the theme was blue.

Goat Mom
...right before we drank the Kool-Aid
...served by the nice hispanic boy.

The winner is...
Sue

Our menfolk become werewolves at puberty...

Sue
is the funniest blogger in all the land.
Now head on over to her blog

and marvel at this fantastic award she just earned
to proudly display forever.

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How to be alone.

Not that I can even find a moment for myself...
but a girl can dream.

Freakshow Friday :: Family of Freaks Edition

It's time for another installment of Freakshow Friday. Where I ask my readers to come up with a caption or story for a photo taken from Awkward Family Photos. My best friend will be the judge and she's one hilarious freakaziod. So, bring it! Here is the week's photo, this family had it goin' on in 1974.

Dad loved Rico just for his badass shirt...and the 'stache.

You got a better one for me?
If so, you may just when this awesome award

and have bragging rights forever.
Oh...do I ever have an award for you!
You will win this brand spankin' new award!!

If you win then I'll linkup to your

Blog and make a big deal
about how funny you are.
Simply leave your funny caption or story
in my comments section.

The winner will be announced on Monday.

You Capture :: Summer

The assignment over at You capture was summer.
We had a great time at a good friend's Back to School Ice Cream Social.
There was ice cream and lots of water fun.
It was a great way for Griffin to celebrate the end of summer with good friends

There was chocolate mint ice cream.

And tons of fun in the sun!