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Just because I’m in a hotel…
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I can wash dishes with tiny bottles of off-brand dish soap that doesn’t work.
I can have 2 computers running at once, and another on the other side of the room.
I can have lots of bottles of medication everywhere, and stuff all of my things into Scotts shaving kit.
I can write notes, wear my cute new sunglasses and eat lemonheads without any kids distracting me.
I can crochet, and play games with my honey.
Or even take funny pictures of myself when I’m bored.
I can sneak around the hotel and take pictures of the housekeeping carts while the housekeeper isn’t looking.
And drink tomato tea, even if it makes the room smell like garlic.
And watch Scott shave his head, but only from afar, because he will cut the $%^& out of himself if he knows I’m doing it.
And yes he knew I took this one, and didn’t care at all.
And finally, I can try to look sexy and goofy all at the same time, and only me and a few others know. 
“Housekeeping”
This week I’ve been in a hotel suite yet again. Its nicer than in a regular hotel room, but not quite a studio apartment. One of the things I love to hear is knock knock knock “Housekeeping.”
The lady comes in quietly, watches tv with me, chats with me, or just ignores me altogether. I really don’t care a whole lot how they act as long as its civil and they do the potty.
This got me to thinking, as I was comming back from doing laundry. How can I make this work in my own house?
1. Make sure that I pick up before I start cleaning.
2. Have everything ready in a little cart. (where can i get a cart like that?)
3. Just hurry and do it, like it or not.
So now I’m going to Craigslist and search for a housekeeping cart or maybe a job to pay for a housekeeper to go with it.
The summer head cold. (Tomato Tea)
The last few days Scott and I have had a summer head cold. we’ve taken OTC meds and they reek havoc on our sleeping schedules. We’ve gone from not sleeping, to sleeping 12+ hours to not sleeping and back again. Neither of us have been on the same schedule at the same time.
As I sit here this morning, I’m sipping on a new tea. New to me. This tea isn’t anything you can buy in the grocery store, health food store, or even order online. I’ve been up for a couple hours and have been quite miserable with the coughing and congestion. About 5 minutes ago I pulled my tea out and warmed up a cup, and WOW! I feel the effects already.
If I had taken one of the OTC’s or even a prescription medication, there is no way that it would have started working by now. Most medications have adverse effects on me. If its a nighttime medication, I will be up all night, and vice-versa for Daytime meds. Now and then something will work, but it doesn’t usually work the next time I’m sick.
So on with it, I know that you are wondering what this new “miracle” tea may be. Well here’s the recipe:
For reviews and more information : Earth Clinic
Whatcha Reading?
Hey look who I found!
I have been doing the Blog Hop the last two days and have found some great blogs out there that I’d love to share with you. I’m so glad to have found even more blogs to read, and some amazing new friends. Thanks for the comments, emails and tweets from everyone lately. I’ve been having a blast.
Now go click away!
Studio Jewel by Lisa who also has thebeadgirl Etsy shop. (Thanks for the wonderful words that you left for me)
Chick Critique by Regular Women for Regular Women. (lots of authors in other words)
Green Earth Journey by Hyla (Thanks for everything! You are an amazing mama!)
One Nerve Left by Lizz (Thanks for making me laugh until I almost wet my pants)
The Journey by: Christi (Hey she spells her name right so she is def in my list! )
His Fire Fly Photography by Rick, writing by his wife (name?) (WOW is all I can say!)
Speaking Southern Like it Oughtta be Spoke
Now folks, yall all know that people round this country speak funny. The fact of the matter is, we here down south are the only ones that speak properly. For instance, when describing a liar, folks from around the country would say, “That man is a liar!”. Now that ain’t very thoughtful is it? Down south, we says, “He would rather tell a lie on credit than the truth for cash.”
See how we say things so that they don’t hurt the innocents feelings.
Now I am fixing to show you the ways that we talk down here to educate the American society. Yall need to learn this and know it fore yall fly in here on Delta Airlines.
Here’s just a few southern expressions that you need to know fore you get here else it can cause you some serious problems.
- Broad as a barn – Now this is what we call the obese.
- Flat as a pancake – Referring to the cat or dog after the logtruck runs over it.
- Blind as a bat – Speaks for itself.
- Mad as a wet hornet – This is really the worse kind of being mad.
- Bright as a new penny – This is what we says about the smart folks.
- Mad as fire – This is 1 step beyond the worse kind of madness.
- Dead as a doornail – This is absolutely the point of no return.
- Wild as a buck – This is just plain wildness.
- Mean as a snake – Some people have snakes for pets, but we all know that those snakes just as soon bite you as they had to look at you.
- Fat as a tub of lard – Don’t know what lard is? Ha!
- Black as the ace of spades – This is what to expect with the lights off on at midnight.
- Shallow as a moron’s mind – Doesn’t get know shallower than that.
- Crazy as a lune – Lunatic
- Stiff as a board – Many meanings, most commonly used when your legs are stiff from sitting or when you find the cat dead. That dead cat was as stiff as a board before I buried it.
- Cold as mother-in-laws heart – That’s cold folks.
- Happy as a hog in slop – Speaks for itself
- Happy as a dead pig in the sunshine – Again, speaks for itself.
- Sweet as honey
- Full as a tick on a bloodhound – Overeating
Now here’s some more good southern expressions that you got to know.
- Juice a cow – Milk it.
- Give somebody a piece of your mind – tell them off
- Jump over the broomstick – Get Married
- Split the blanket – Get a divorce
- Fly off the handle – Get mad quickly
- Fit to be tied – Being pretty mad
- Dressed fit to kill – Dressed nice
- Pull a shennanigan – Pull a stunt
- Laid out on the cooling board – Dead
A few words that have several meanings.
- Ax- 1. Question. 2. Wood splitting tool. example- If you ax me that again, I’ll split your head wide open with this here ax.
- Aster- 1. Question. 2. Pretty flowers. example- What I aster was,”Ain’t them aster’s real?”
- Far – 1. Distance. 2. Chemical reaction what burns. example – Bobby sure did run a far piece when pants caught on far.
*This is a guest post by my loving Scott. Thanks Honey! *
Can anyone recommend dance lessons?
So if you’ve known me for a while, you know that I’ve planned the most part of two weddings in my life and I guess I’m starting to plan a third. I’m praying this one is actually going to happen. I’ve never been married, never walked down the isle for my own wedding. So anyways this video was brought to my attention. I want to have a party for a wedding, something no one will ever forget. Maybe this is going into the planning file for now. Will check with Scott to see what he thinks. We can’t dance, but we could learn right?
This video made me cry! I know, I’m sappy, but they are SOO happy!
Welcome to Polka Spot Farm
Thanks for stopping by from Blog Hop 09. I’m Christi. I’m a single mom of 3, and girlfriend of the best man on earth who has 2 kids also. I write about the day to walk down the simple life road. Lately I’ve taken the 30 Posts in 30 days challenge to improve my writing skills. I find that the more I write the more natural it sounds. To get a feel for what I do check out my blog and tell me what you think.
*Warning Rant in Progress* Single mom’s CAN make it work.
If you don’t know, I’ve been a single mom for over 7 years. This is minus a man living with me for about 8 months of that time last year. I’ve lived with my parents, or in my parents home for that amount of time.
I NEVER thought that would happen.
Now I live by myself, along with my kids, in a very rural area on a small farm. I am unemployed and have been for over a year and a half. (I removed myself from a bad position at work that was taking a toll on me and my family)
I do not get child support. I repeat, I DO NOT GET CHILD SUPPORT.
I do take advantage of 2 government programs: Food Stamps and Pell Grants.
With this I feed my family, and I keep the lights turned on at home. That’s about it.
For extra money, I do a few other things that are all perfectly legal and ethical. (For a single mom, this is important to say because I’ve been accused of many things)
When I became single I cried, I screamed, I became depressed. That was 7 years ago when my third child was 2 days old. The second time, I went through the same things again, only add anxiety to the list.
I’ve gone through bankruptcy, I still have debt that I cannot pay. Am I proud of this, no! But I have to make sure my kids have what they need.
Under NO circumstances have I ever considered giving up custody of my children, or living apart from my children. It. Will. Never. Happen.
I have relied on my mother to help with money when it was too tight to stretch any farther. I have made bad decisions and supported a working man while he was living in MY home. I still took care of things myself.
Only when I’ve been totally single and things have just gone wrong (which happens a good bit) have I ever asked for help. My mother is that help 99% of the time. Other family members have refused to help me in the past, even if they knew without a doubt they would have the money back within weeks.
I have heard so many comments (not questions) saying “how do you do it?” My answer is, “I just make things work.” They don’t get this, because they don’t understand it.
I’m blessed I know, but I have had to bow my head down and ask for help many times.
If you want your family to wear designer clothes all the time, this isn’t going to work, unless u buy everything second hand. There is NO problem with that at all.
So my rant is that if you are a single mom, stop saying “I can’t make it work!” Don’t say, “My kids would be better off if I were dead!” Have you ever talked to suicide victims? The children of those people don’t agree with you at all.
Don’t tell me that you don’t want to live with your parents. DO IT, if that’s what keeps your family together. Your kids need you. Don’t tell me that you can’t let your kids live with you because they are better off staying in the same school. Move them with you! Don’t tell me that if you move you will loose custody of your kids. ITS NOT TRUE! Go talk to the judge. If you are moving your children into a better situation with you, they will almost always agree.
Don’t make decisions because of your babies daddy may not like it. If you are letting him control your decisions, then you are not the Woman that you need to be for you children.
Get off your behind and DO WHATEVER IT TAKES! Even if that’s living in a po-dunk town with dead end jobs, or sleeping in the same room with your kids, or in the same room you did when you were 12.
Aren’t your kids worth it?
Do you have the blues? Perk up!
There’s a general consensus in my circle of friends, where we are all waking up on the wrong side of the bed or just feeling blah. We discussed this a little yesterday and I thought I’d step up and do something about my blah mood. You can read more about yesterday here at my other blog.(For those that dont want to hear all the ga ga over there, I dressed up and had a good night)
Today I sat around in pj’s for a while and was blah. I told myself, “Self, Get up and get dressed, put on some makeup and feel more like you did yesterday when you got off your behind.” So I did.
I feel a ton better. I’m wearing jeans, and a cute top, and sandals. I put on a some daytime makeup and refreshed my hair. Amazing what this will do for your mood.
If you are not a SAHM, you may not understand what I’m talking about, but getting used to wearing whatever that’s comfy means that you feel like crawling back in bed every single day. Hey we have jobs! We educate our kids, clean our homes, and blog. (Just look at all the businesses that are targeting mom bloggers these days, we are important people I tell you)
As for pics, someone please bring me some really good batteries so that I can take some without using my phone. Read more
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