Beauty Secrets

Every girl likes a good beauty secret, and Poochie is no different. While chatting at the bus stop recently (yes, all cool Mom’s hang out at bus stops) I was told that using spring water will get rid of the brown tear stains in dog’s eyes and faces. Spring water? So, I’ve tried out this little trick for the past 4 days and lo’ and behold I already notice a difference! 

If it does such a great job on my Havanese, I wonder what it will do for moi?



Fear is a funny thing.  Everyone is fearful of something.

For some of us, many things seem scary.

I’ll go first- I am scared of roller coasters, heights, being underwater and… that I will get cancer. Crazy I know, but the last one is a real fear most likely instilled in me after watching my Dad’s horrible battle with cancer. If I tell people that this thought crosses my mind more times than not they look at my like I’m crazy.  Fears aren’t always rational but the thoughts surroundins them at times can be consuming. For instance, I try to monitor the foods I ingest and products I use, in hopes I can control the in-my-mind inevitable.

My mini-me is equally fearful of many things, including heights.

I heard a fantastic sermon on Fear versus Faith recently and it has me starting to reframe my thinking.

It said, in part, that fear and faith have something in common… both ask us to believe something is going to happen that we cannot see.

This child?  Fear? Not so much.

Fear is using your faith in the wrong direction. I love this perspective.

More times than not, fear presents itself much bigger than it really is. So true.

After some tears and attempting the course a second time, Miss Thang went a zippin’

Instead of focusing and waiting for something bad to happen, I am going to retrain my mind to tap into my faith instead.

Psalm 27: “The Lord is my light and my salvation
whom shall I fear?
The Lord is the stronghold of my life—
of whom shall I be afraid?”

I love thay my guy is tough on the outside, but tender on the inside.

No fear.

Okay, so maybe he was a little afraid at first.

Instead of wringing my hands afraid that my children will become ill, or that we will be in a car accident, or they will drown, or get mixed up in the wrong crowd one day, get abducted, or something will happen to Mike, or my Mom, or or.. the list could go on forever. Instead I am going to invite blessings into my life knowing that God will protect me and my family. I can’t see this outcome but I choose to believe this.

I want to enjoy my time with my family and focus my energy on all the good that surrounds me.

Because the blessings are everywhere.

Rounding Numbers

My BF Courtney makes fun me of for always rounding up my age. When I was 12 years and 1 month, I would tell people I am almost 13. When I had just written the last thank you letter for gifts from my 15th birthday, I would tell you that I will be 16 “soon.”  Now that I am 36, historically anything over 5 gets rounded up to the nearest tenth in my book.  Does that make me closer to 40 than 30 now? I beg to differ.
I received the following gifts from three different people: workout clothes (Dee Dee), running shoes (Mike) and an armband for my iPhone when running (Mom). Are y’all trying to tell me something? At least it wasn’t wrinkle cream I suppose.

Celebrations now include babies, instead of beer.
Chaos instead of karaoke.
And early bed times in place of a late night.

Best birthday yet.

 Photograph courtesy of Kenley

I love to defy my sister when she tells me Allie Boone cannot have any sweets- even if it is The Cake Shop cake. Eat your heart out AB (and take that little sister)!

Our favorite fluffy nephew who has finally decided to crawl, downward dog style.

Birthday present from Raynes: Learned to climb. Oh joy. I found him standing on the kitchen table the other day.

Sweet Courtney sent me flowers for my big day- talking about raising the bar. I cannot remember the last time my doorbell rang with flowers on the other side and I am pretty sure it was from a relative.

Love it when these two get in my kitchen to clean- they are the dynamic duo with a dishwasher and rag.

According to my calculations, next year at this time I will be climbing towards 50.


Sometimes staying home is just as special as a vacation.

Mike, the girls, and Tucker camped out in our backyard. Kenley managed to make her way inside and to my bedroom to snuggle up with me in my down bedding while Mike slept on acorns with Britton all night. Thank goodness their Daddy does stuff like this with them. Everyone has their limits and camping might just be mine.

Spring Break 2013 .. The Robinson Campground

St. Teresa Beach

My favorite place: St. Teresa Beach

We are trying to get our Spring Break on by putting warm sweatshirts over our pasty white skin and heading to the Gulf Coast to breathe in the salt air. To do this, we have to bring cousins along for good measure.

‘Life’s a Beach’ and Thankfully So


‘Life’s a Beach’ and Thankfully So


‘Life’s a Beach’ and Thankfully So


‘Life’s a Beach’ and Thankfully So


‘Life’s a Beach’ and Thankfully So


‘Life’s a Beach’ and Thankfully So


‘Life’s a Beach’ and Thankfully So

This is the first time Raynes has been able to walk on the beach (I think). Seems to be much easier to have him explore on his own, rather than slide around on the sand eating more sand than I care to notice.
‘Life’s a Beach’ and Thankfully So
‘Life’s a Beach’ and Thankfully So