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Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Adnoid Removal...personal experiences please!

My son's scheduled to get tubes placed in his ears, and get his adnoids removed in about 2 weeks. He's not had bad ear infections. He's only had 6 in 4 years, however he's got fluid behind his ear drums that won't drain. And this fluid is causing hearing loss, which hopefully will reverse when the tubes are put in place.

His adnoids are so swollen that they're blocking his nasal passages, which is causing him to gag and have breathing issues.

I've heard mixed reviews about the surgery and the recovery from mom's I know. Can you all please put your two cents in so I can get more feedback?? I need some help here.

THANK YOU SO MUCH!

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Sunday, July 29, 2007

My Son's Wife

If any of you read my blog about my son's little girlfriend, you'll remember how replaced I felt. It was so sweet seeing him adore this beautiful little girl. I felt I was doing a good job teaching how to treat a lady. He's affectionate and funny...a great catch if I don't say so myself.

Well he's 4 1/2 and up until now he's at least always said that he wanted to marry 'mommy' when he got older. I knew that would change some day, but I didn't know it would come so soon.

After getting home from Pump It Up last night, he couldn't stop talking about his little girlfriend. They even held hands when they'd go from one room to the next. Sickening...I tell you!

Well last night he told me point blank: Toni's gonna be my wife some day mom!

...not mommy....MOM...and very matter of fact too.

I said, "She is huh? She's awfully pretty."

He said, "Yeah, and she's got room in her heart for Jesus!"

Ahhh.....that was the sweetest thing he could of ever said. I told him, "Just remember. That's the most important thing to look for when taking a wife."

He said, "Yeah mom...I'll remember."

I'm a blessed girl! I pray every day that these are lessons he'll remember.

Saturday, July 28, 2007

Pump it UP!

Today we attended either our 4th or 5th birthday party at Pump It UP, which is an inflatable play zone. They have two different rooms with a diverse group of inflatables to play on. And they have a food room, where you can eat pizza and cake.

We had my son's there first, and it's just rippled from there. All the kids had so much fun at his, that most of the kids in his class are also having theirs at the same place.

It's the never ending gift of fun for me and my son! We get to go and play at least once a month! I end up having more fun than him most of the time, bouncing around and acting like a big kid.

At this point I'm tempted, okay MORE than tempted, to call the owner and say...You know I like to do business with those that do business with me. I plan on calling him next week and see if he'd consider letting me help him in his business, with what I do. The way I figure it, I've brought him at least $1000+ in new business within 5 months time.

We just got home and I'm pooped! For any parents out there....if you have anything similar to this type of place near where you live....think about it. It's a great way to exhaust your kids! Plus it's free when other parents pay your way when they have their party. That's bonus!!!

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Money Matters

I've never been one of those who really tried to balance a check book. My whole life it got pretty out of control. I've never been one with bad credit, in fact I've always had to best because I pay my bills with interest when I can.

Four years ago I started using quicken for our finances. It was a simple easy way to input how much we got paid, and schedule bills. It did all the math for me! I loved it. Somehow it too has gotten out of control. We use our debit cards way too much and receipts get entered when we remember. It's now not a simple solution any more, because we again really don't know how much we have in our account.

When I worked at my previous employer's, this wouldn't have been a big deal. My salary was enough to compensate for any minor infraction we'd make in our inputting system. Now, however, I work for straight commission and it's not guaranteed to pay me every two weeks unless I sell something. Some months I may get paid every week, which is great. But then the next I may not get paid at all. It's 2 steps forwards and 15 steps back.

Needless to say we are struggling financially. We live on now, what I made alone last year and our bills haven't shrunk any. My husband never got that when he saw a number on his statement, from the ATM, that it isn't a real number. He didn't get that we had outstanding checks, for bills, that would hit any day. This whole year I've asked him to cut back by not buying lunches at work, or spending little things here or there. IT all adds up.

It took a while for him to really understand that we were in financial strain but it was a little too late. I haven't kept up on the quicken, partly on purpose. mostly out of exhaustion of fighting an uphill battle to see how much we 'really' had in the account, some because I've been out of town so much and couldn't, and part to let it get a little crazy.

Now he's told me he's going to work some extra hours to open a second checking account and transfer all the ACH'ed items to the second account. We're going to start depositing into it instead of the primary. He has asked that we use only cash from now on and not our debit cards.

Hallelujah! All though we're really tapped right now and it's scary....I'm so proud of him for taking the reins and coming up with a wise solution. I'm glad not to have to handle it anymore. And using cash or not buying it is what I wanted him to move toward. I'm glad he came up with it 'as his own idea' vs. my suggesting it. I think you ladies all know what I mean by that last sentence.

Sunday, July 22, 2007

Get out of here mom!

It's finally happened...and a lot sooner than I thought it would. My little four year old baby asked me to get out of the bathroom so he could dry off in privacy. For months I've been letting him shower alone with ground rules, and I've always been with in ear shot in case of an accident. The rules were:

1) Answer if I call to check on you...to make sure all is well
2) No jumping or horseplay since it's slippery
3) No water outside of shower
4) Call me when you need to get out

I've not yet allowed him to get out b/c of his dare devil ways. He wants to hop out or step on the tub's side with wet feet. That's a huge no no!

Well tonight, he called to get the water turned off and proceeded to tell me to GET OUT MOM! Just in the last few weeks he's growing up so fast! I swear he's grown 2 inches in the last week! And he's not only picking out his own clothes, buy mine as well. What happened to my little boy?

7 years and counting

Today is my 7 year wedding anniversary. 7 years ago today there were storms throughout Oklahoma City that caused mayhem on my husband's and my special day. To this day my wedding planner, who everyone said reminded them of Franc, from 'Father of the Bride', introduces me like such, "Oh! This is the girl I told you about! She's my wedding from hell! My Murphy's Law wedding....if anything were to go wrong at any wedding-it all happened at hers!"

I can promise you that is no exaggeration! Let me give you a quick bullet list. Prior to the storms causing havoc....a few things leading up to it went a little hay wire.

Leading up to the wedding:

**My matron of honor got pregnant and ballooned up just large enough that she couldn't fit into her bridesmaid's dress. She was under 5 foot tall and a size 2. The dress was already ordered and fitted! Now where was I going to find someone that size, who I liked enough to be in my wedding?

**The man, who was supposed to fly in to do my service and who also dedicated me as a baby, passed away a few weeks before the wedding date. He was a very special friend to my family and close to our hearts. Not anyone could take his place and marry me!


The wedding weekend Oklahoma had record thunderstorms that had power knocked out over 2/3's of the city. Power lines were down, trees got thrashed around and blocked a lot of roads, and the city was mayhem.

The night before the wedding:

**The reception hall canceled due to a power outage, and they didn't have a generator to back them up. I had no reception hall!

The day of the wedding:
(get ready)

**The caterer's dad died, and she had to leave immediately. She left her part-time high school students in charge of my wedding, which served over 500 people.

**The bakery tried delivering to the reception hall, who was closed and didn't know where to deliver them next. So the cakes went missing.

**The limo company went out of business and stood me up at my home to shuttle me to the church, which meant we'd have no limo from the wedding.

**The hairdresser called to say she had no power so we couldn't do me or any of my bridesmaid's hair/makeup.

There were multiple other little mishaps that happened, but I don't need to list everything. I think you all get the idea of how crazy this day was, and how hard my wedding planner worked. I think he even raised his wedding rates after my wedding. He said he didn't charge us enough for all he did that day...of course he kids....but I'm sure he's right.

The solutions to all that ailed me:

One of my friends, Sherri, from high school was helping me plan our 10 year high school reunion. She and I became close through the reunion's planning, and she fit in the bridesmaid's dress perfectly. It was a God-send that the dress seemed tailored to fit her. ONE MIRACLE DOWN.....MANY TO GO....

A family friend, who worked with me in sales, happened to be an ordained pastor. He heard of my dilemma and offered his services. He was a perfect solution, as he is still near and dear to my heart. If anyone could come close to being as good as the original man, that was supposed to marry me, HE COULD.

The high school part time caterers did a wonderful job. Things went off without a hitch. I never heard a complaint, so I assumed all was well.

The church, I was married in, offered us their banquet hall. They had a back up generator and their banquet hall could easily seat 500 people. My wedding planner, realizing we had no cakes, tracked down the bakery and told them to get their booty down to the church. They arrived just as the service was ending. No one would have guessed that they were lost.

Miracle of all miracles, my house was one of few places that had power. I spent the night there with my sister. I had all the bridesmaids come to my house to get ready. When the hair dresser called to cancel, I asked her to come to my house to do the job. She set up shop in my bedroom and did our hair in my full length mirror. She loaded all the bridesmaids in her mustang and shuttled them to the church. My mother came in her car, to help me get me and my dress shuttled safely to the church as well.

Through it all, I didn't freak or have any nerves. I was at peace through the whole thing. If I were one to believe in signs, it would have all scared me off. But I knew this man was the man I was meant to marry. As I walked down the aisle, I looked into my soul mate's teary eyes. I felt so grateful to be exactly where I was. So much so that when little things, like the candles falling out ... over and over, all I could do was laugh. After all that had happened, a few little quirks was not going to scare me. I had my man and that's all that mattered.

To this day I am more in love with him, than I was then. It's amazing how you can't put boundaries or limits on love. Each day I find more depth in love and am so thankful I have my husband and family!

PS...to this day my husband's ring has a little dent in it, from where my sister, who'd forgotten his band, hurried back to the wedding procession just in time before she was to walk down the aisle. As she was running, the ring flew off her finger and bounced down the tile hall, barely missing the floor air vents! Whew...you knew she was sweating that one!

Friday, July 20, 2007

Making Mischief

As usual I picked my son up after work, at my caretaker's place. I asked him how school was today. I knew they had a moon bounce for that day's fun activity. He and his best friend are always together and having fun....rowdy boy fun, and I knew he was looking forward to the moon bounce.

My little boy was so excited and proceeded to tell me that his best friend, Isaiah, was in the moon bounce, while he was trying to find another way in. He wanted to crawl up inside it. He told me he unzipped it to get inside. He said, "But Mommy! It deflated with Isaiah in inside!" I assumed when he wanted inside...he meant inside where Isaiah was, bouncing.

I stopped to think about what he just said. I asked him if he was inside it with his little friend while it deflated. He said, "No, it just bent over and the air went out. I heard my teachers saying...hmmmm....some kid must have let the air out."

I had this funny feeling when my son continued, "I just felt the air blow in my face when I unzipped it, but I didn't tell my teachers anything! So none of us got to bounce in then after that."

I gave the other adult in the room eye contact and we finally understood that he wanted to unzip the bottom of the moon bounce, to get inside...underneath. He wanted to figure out how it worked and to climb inside...underneath.

All I could picture was this poor little boy on the moon bounce sinking into it while it deflated. It was the funniest thing ever, but I couldn't laugh and encourage him to deflate all moon bounces in the future. All I could say was, "Well now you know what happens when you unzip em! Just don't do it again!"

Now I have to drop him off at school and wonder if the teachers know 'which' child deflated the large moon bounce. Oh goodness.....mischief is among us in my household!

Wednesday, July 18, 2007

4 days in Louisville KY



I got back home today and am worn out and excited at the same time! 3 full days of meetings, awards banquets, and meals with over 2,000 people from 8 a.m. to 11 p.m. has left me wanting a long nap!

Both hotels, our group was booked at, had a breeze-way to the Louisville, KY convention center. It was about 4 to 5 blocks for me to get to any event from sun up to sun down. So even though I ate and ate...I could walk it off! I think I still gained about 5 pounds though. I'm not used to eating that much. I swear ever since I turned 34 last year, I've had some minor trouble keeping 5 pounds off my ideal weight. Still...I'm really blessed with that issue.

The last two nights had a fancy dinner at the main convention hall. The first night was for the sales force and the second for the service. I find it funny how different people in each department are.

The sales people the first night were so pumped to be recognized that most ran down to the front to get to the stage as soon as possible. The music and lights were going and the energy was amazing. The second night the service side took their sweet time walking slowly. The music and lights seemed lost on them. It took those employees three times as long to get to the stage for their awards. It was almost comical, but enjoyable just the same.

I find it really compelling to attend any training or conference my company holds. Thankfully all have been all expenses paid, but even if I had to pay I'd be willing to try to swing it. My company is one in a million. Those above me are coaches and mentors, not bosses and owners. They are stewards wanting to give abundance in my life and that of those around me. My company breaks the mold when it comes to compensation and compassion for it's employees. I am truly blessed to do what I do, and still have time to be a mom and a wife!

Thank you Lord for my life and the opportunities You provide.

P.S. My sister, whom I also work with, and I also found an hour to run to the Louisville Slugger Museum. It was so cool...we rode a .50 cent trolley and got to see some sights. Well worth it! We didn't get to take the tour, but were there long enough to order some bats and shop in their gift boutique. My husband and her boyfriend were extremely jealous that they weren't with us! We'll definitely have to come back as a whole family.

Friday, July 13, 2007

ONE last trip

Okay Sunday I leave for one last trip! I think this is the most I've traveled for any job ever! 4 weeks straight I've been going...going...gone!

I won a trip for our annual bash, so a lot of us will be celebrating for 4 days next week. It will be all business attire or business casual.....bummer! I would like to be comfortable, but being dressed for work isn't always so.

I will be more regular in my blogs once I'm back. I've been too busy to sit and write as I've been driving my arse off or flying somewhere for the last month.

By the way, last time I got home from Savannah...I came home to a big WELCOME HOME banner with balloons and streamers. My son has already told me he wants to have another surprise party for me when I get home this time.

I can't wait to sneak in at mid-night and wait for him to wake up to yell, "surprise"!

Monday, July 09, 2007

Mindless Monday



Since last week was a blur, between the fourth and my birthday, I thought I would just post my favorite pic that I took for you all to enjoy! I will blog more this week before leaving town, but have to run to work now! Hmmm.. yeah there is always that....work work work!

Friday, July 06, 2007

Today I'm 35~WooHoo!

My son has been so excited it's my birthday! He gave me 35 love taps today and sang 'Happy Birthday'! He says that yesterday I was 34, but now I'm 35! It's so exciting for him to have any chance to celebrate!

We usually do fireworks on my birthday since the 4th of July is over a weekend. We make it a birthday weekend event for me! With the 4th being on a Wednesday this year, it kind of broke up our celebration. I feel kind of funny today, like my birthday's already over. After all we watched fireworks this week already. I hope once I get to my mom's tonight I can gear up for a b-day dinner!

My mom is the most awesome cook and anything she prepares will always get rave reviews. I always ask for Mexican food, and my sister, whose birthday is in August, always asks for Japanese. So during the summer, we always have great big family dinners. Tonight will be chille rellenos, chicken or beef enchiladas, tex mex dip, and homemade chocolate ice cream! I got a cake at my favorite bakery, which is famous for the best desserts in town. I asked the owner to make me something delicious and c-h-o-c-o-l-a-t-e! I can't wait!

I hope you all have a wonderful weekend. I will be traveling a lot again next week to a few small towns and then off to Kentucky the following week. So I may be on here some, but not too often. (Im traveled out! Pooped!)

Wednesday, July 04, 2007

You were my egg

Each night before bed, my son enjoys watching "How It's Made" on the science channel. He has watched 20 minutes every night since he was 2. TV for kids isn't a great habit to get into, but this show is much better than most anything out there. He knows how most everything is made....seriously.

Last night they showed how fish farms are run. The fun music was playing in the background as the fish farmer was squeezing the female's fish eggs out to harvest. Then he proceeded to squeeze the male's sperm into the bin, where the eggs had been deposited. This was how they harvested the babies.

Once the babies were shown, hatched and swimming, he giggled. He thought the babies were soooo cute. He said, "I didn't know fish came from eggs!" I told him, "Yes they do...like birds."

He looked at me with this quizzacle look, smiled and said, "Mommy...you were my egg weren't you? I hatched from you!"

I had to laugh...what a concept for a 4 year old to grasp all on his own. He knows he was in my belly before birth, but always asked 'how' he was born. I just told him the doctor got him out. I didn't want to get to technical about it.

Now he knows....I was his egg! HA!

Happy Fourth everyone!