Thursday, September 29, 2011

DIY Subway Art

I have this in my house
It looks like poop against the brown wall
 It was supposed to be subway art-ish.
 
Major fail.

I'm going to redo it, I'm just debating about if I'm going to do it white with green letters or  what exactly (besides the design) that I don't like about it.

In the meantime, I found this tutorial on Pinterest and became a subway art making fool. I started out making one with the exact quote she used for B's cubicle at work because he loves How I Met Your Mother, and I made it in his beloved crimson. I put it up as a surprise.

And he didn't even notice. There's too much other WSU stuff up already that it blends in.

Then I moved on to making one with the Whole Heart quote in the actual colors I wanted (to match our couch) which I can't find in paint. It's okay, but at 8x10 it's too small and I like the look of it being on wood so I'm still going to try and redo the other one.

And because I get excited when I learn something new and get carried away, I made one for my sister using her favorite quote: "When someone makes a decision he is really diving into a strong current that will carry him to places he never dreamed of."

Let me tell you, that is way to long for an 8x10. It took me forever because I finally got the spacing right, I didn't account for the matting on the frame. So I had to re-space it all over again.

Then I couldn't find the perfect frame for it.
There's one!
What? You don't have silly photoshopped pictures of your loved ones in your house? It's actually not there anymore, I just had it up to terrorize tease B.
This one works, and it's already matted.
The finished product
It's okay, but again, if you're using a long quote, you should probably have it professionally printed onto a bigger size. I kind of love it though. I love that my sister will have a piece of something I made in her house.

Now I want to make 736247635764 more of them. I can see myself getting carried away and covering our walls.

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Oh How Pinteresting Words



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I've been on Pinterest way too much lately. I dream of covering my walls with subway art that says all of these, but I need to stick to the one I have right now. 

The Reluctant Entertainer via Laura Brockoven via pinterest 



From rockettstgeorge.co.uk via Barbara Stevenson via pinterest


Via vodkaandvogue.tumblr.com via Brandi Murphy via pinterest
I tell my boys this all the time 

Via Life by April via April Jones on Pinterest
 There's so many more, but I'll stop with these ones.
 
Tomorrow I'll share a DIY I actually made using a Pinterest tutorial




Monday, September 26, 2011

Genius Google Reader Tip

Mama Says is taking a break this week because I have to post this genius tip I found on Oops I Craft My Pants last week.

Did you know you can install a next button on your bookmark bar and still give your fave blogs the page views everyone needs? Yes you can, here's how:

1) Go to your google reader home page and choose Reader Settings from the drop down menu

2)On the settings page, find where it says "Goodies" and click on it

3) Scroll down until you see this:
4) It's pretty self-explanatory, you drag the bookmark to your toolbar and your next button will be ready to use.
See, there's mine, right next to my Pinterest bookmark.

And when I click the button, my browser goes to the next unread item in my reader and still gives the blog the page view it deserves!




Friday, September 23, 2011

Baby Food Making Machine

Last night I became a roasting, baking, steaming, chopping, pureeing aficionado. For $15 I got all this
Plus one butternut squash,I forgot to take pics before I roasted the squash
and turned it into all this

Notice I also forgot to steam one pear. Oh, well, we'll have it for next week.
Usually, $15 gets me this
 I was so proud of myself, that I posted on facebook that I'm a Baby Making Machine
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Oops.

Baby FOOD making machine.

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Slinky Slimy Slopher WHAT?!

Growing up, my parents and I never had open lines of communication. In fact, when I was a wee one of five years old, I remember walking to the bus stop with my mom singing:

Greasy Grimey Gopher Guts
Slinky Slimy Slopher Sluts

"Lindsay! My mom admonished me,"that's a bad word."
"Which one, Mama?" My five year old self wondered.
"I'll tell you when you're older."
Not understanding, and feeling like I did something so terribly wrong, I grew up thinking Slopher was a bad word!

I hope to learn from my parents' mistakes.




Monday, September 19, 2011

Mama Says: From Two to Four

Today's Mama Says Mama is Brittany from  From Two to Four. She's one of the first twin blogs I found and I love being able to keep up with her two adorable little ones!

Thanks to Lindsay for hosting me today! Heres a quick rundown of who I am: I am a mommy to boy/girl twins via IVF and born at 32 weeks who will be turning 16 months on September 13th. I started my blog because I am better at sitting at a computer then filling out a baby book.  Hubby and I will be celebrating 6 years of marriage on 11/11/11 this year!!  I work at my Father In Law's dental practice 3 days a week doing PR and marketing for the practice.  Hubby works in the Insurance industry.  We had a long road to parenthood and never take a day for granted because of this.  You can learn more about us at our blog From Two to Four.

When the twins were born I think I was on a mommy high, I went through each day that the twins were in the NICU holding everything together to the point that most were surprised at how well I was doing.  The first fews days were a blur of nurses and doctors telling us a hundred different things about each baby.  I was recovering from my double whammy (vaginal & c-section birth) and trying to be 100% there for each baby at every care, every diaper change and feed, I wanted them to know that mommy was there. 
You see those nice dark eyes (I NEEDED sleep)
I refused to relinquish any sort of control over anything that I thought I could do.  I thought that was what being a mom was about, I was supposed to be the ones to care for these babies, I was supposed to change their diapers, I was supposed to be there night and day to tell them how much I loved them and cared for them and how much I couldn't wait for them to come home.  My hubby and I would spend several hours in the NICU every day with the babies, we had nurses who had been NICU RN's for 20+ years tell us that they had never seen more dedicated parents and they loved seeing us with the babies.  I thought they were crazy how could a mother have a baby in the NICU and NOT BE THERE... 

After several days of trying to continue on my SuperMoMmy run I finally hit a wall and BIG.  HUGE.  YOUR GOING TO THE ER WALL.  I was dehydrated, had a UTI, was bleeding too much for where I should have been in my recovery and the doctors and nurses told me I needed to rest.  Rest, Rest, how was I supposed to rest I needed to be with MY babies.  Finally someone told me these words "You can't take care of your babies, unless you take care of yourself".  Suddenly it clicked, they were right, obviously I wasn't being a good mommy if I was exhausted and dehydrated (which was effecting my milk production), and fighting infection, I needed to rest and accept help where help was offered.  I FINALLY listened to my mom, my mother in law, my friends, and the nurses and accepted the fact that I needed to heal from what my body had gone through, if I needed to stay home from the NICU for a day so be it, but it didn't make me a bad mom.  
One of my happiest days!
This didn't stop at the NICU, I had to learn to let laundry sit there for an extra day (or two), I learned to eat whatever someone might have made us to help out so I didn't have to cook, I learned to enjoy my babies.  This poem really says it all.  

Babies Don’t Keep by Ruth Hulburt Hamilton
Mother, O Mother, come shake out your cloth,
Empty the dustpan, poison the moth,
Hang out the washing, make up the bed,
Sew on a button and butter the bread.
Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
She’s up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.
Oh, I’ve grown as shiftless as Little Boy Blue, Lullabye, rockabye, lullabye loo.
Dishes are waiting and bills are past due
Pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo
The shopping’s not done and there’s nothing for stew
And out in the yard there’s a hullabaloo
But I’m playing Kanga and this is my Roo
Look! Aren’t his eyes the most wonderful hue?
Lullabye, rockaby lullabye loo.
The cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow
But children grow up as I’ve learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs;
Dust go to sleep! I’m rocking my baby and babies don’t keep.

I know us moms tend to just go into superMOM mode, we are supposed to handle our children, a husband or significant other, our homes, our jobs, our pets, and our daily tasks with a certain poise.  This balancing act has become my biggest challenge of motherhood.  Some days I feel like a freaking ROCKSTAR, like when I have managed to keep both children alive and done laundry and have a warm meal ready at 6 pm, other days I feel like I could just curl up in bed and sleep for hours on end because I am exhausted from being a rockstar.  My babies are healthy and happy and my house is "semi" clean and I am happy and well thats really all that matters in my book!

Such great advice, Brittany! I think all new mom's juggle with balancing everything. I know I do.

If you'd like to be a Mama Says Mama, just let me know in the comments below!

Thursday, September 15, 2011

It's Okay Thursday


It's okay to have been planning a So What Wednesday post last night only to realize that last night was Wednesday.

It's okay to have almost facebooked your Uncle about his dad's memorial and to let him know how much you're thinking about him this morning only to realize that it's not Friday yet.

It's okay to be from the great Starbucks City and not care at all that Pumpkin Spice Latte is back on their menu.

It's okay to still have no idea what you'd like to do with your haircut tonight.

It's okay to be proud that you're one pound under pre-baby weight without any working out.

It's okay to imagine how much better I'll look once I do start working out again, but know it won't happen this month.

What are you saying It's okay to?

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

8 Months

The Bambinos turned 8 months on Saturday. Where has the time gone!?!

They're closer to a year old than a newborn. I'm having the most troublesome time coming up with a theme. I like some, but I'm just not sure. I can't throw just any party, it has to be an original one that hasn't really been done before....much like my Halloween costumes. 

Speaking of Halloween costumes, anyone got any good ideas? I need to incorporate the Bambinos and I must win our costume contest this year - I've been 2nd two years in a row!

Monday, September 12, 2011

Mama Says: Adventures in Mommyhood

Happy Monday! Today's guest blogger is Victoria from Adventures in Mommyhood. She's covering something I've always wondered about: how you decide you're ready for another child.

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Hi everyone! I'm excited to be guest blogging over here at Undomestic Chica today! My name is Victoria, I'm 27, and am currently a stay at home mom, but will enter nursing school some time next year. I have already finished half of the program, I just have to get on the awful long waiting list for the clinical portion which is an excellent opportunity to stay home with my kiddos meanwhile.  
My husband is Irwin, a 35 year old Professional Computer Nerd from Norway. My father's side of the family is also from Norway and that is where we met. Want the story of why and how I have traveled all over the world? Click here! 
 
On January 5th, 2008 we got married on the beautiful island of Key Biscayne, just off of Miami, Florida.  
Then on October 24th, 2008, this little guy decided to join us:  
Jake is now almost 3 years old and we can not believe how time is flying! Just recently, on July 23rd 2011, this little guy joined us making us a family of 4!
 
I'll admit it now. I was TERRIFIED of becoming pregnant again and expanding our family. Our first had colic from hell, reflux and a milk allergy so for the first 10 months all he did was cry it seemed. As a first time mommy I was so distraught and upset that I couldn't just fix him! I always knew I wanted 3-4 kids though and really wanted Jake to have sibling so I finally just bit the bullet and did it! 

There were a few factors that gave me the courage to go ahead and have another baby even though I was scared. I always knew I wanted our kids to be close in age, 2-3 years apart was always the number in my head. As we approached Jake's 2nd birthday I knew that it had to be crunch time if I wanted the age gap to be under 3 years. I was not mentally ready before Jake turned 2 so it was only then that I started to be ok with the idea. Another reason was age. Both my husband and I always wanted to be "young parents" with me always saying I'd like to be done having kids by the time I'm 30 or close to it. I was 26 last year so I knew if I wanted 2-3 more kids I better get moving.. also Irwin is 8 years older than I am so at 34 he really didn't want to be much older when we had our future children. Finally, I lined up more help! When Jake was born I only had my husband there to help and he only took one week off work. This was not nearly enough when I was recovering from a c-section and had a very difficult baby. I knew next time had to be different! So we agreed that he would take 3 weeks off of work next time and his mom agreed to fly over from Norway and stay with us for a month to help out. Without those two things I don't think I would have had another one.. at least not then.

I have to say life with 2 has been wonderful so far and Justin is my reward for having such a hard baby the first time. He is the sweetest baby and his big brother Jake just loves and adores him (something else I worried about!). I'm only a little over a month in, but I wish I hadn't of stressed about this my whole pregnancy because life is definitely easier than I had imagined. I'm even already looking forward to the next baby lol! (and yes with two baby boys I would love a little girl next time, something a lot of people don't care or admit to.. but I will!) We'd love for you to join us on this trip through parenthood :) So come visit, click around, feel at home.

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Thanks Victoria!  Would you like to be featured? Let me know in the comments :)

Sunday, September 11, 2011

In Rememberance: 10 Years Later

I will never ever forget where I was the morning of 9-11-01. It was to be my first year of college, but school had not started yet. I woke up with my alarm radio turning on. I heard something about a plane and New York and a building, I thought the radio channel had somehow been switched. In a sleepy haze, I tried re-tuning it and discovered it was in fact the right station. As the fog cleared, I put two and two together - something terrible had happened in New York. I, like so many others, was glued to the TV and the coverage. Nothing like this had ever happened in all my 18 years.

I was to work at Wet Seal, my retail job, that morning. When I got to the mall, the energy was melancholy. Many people were not even opening their stores. My boss called her boss who gave us permission to go home.

In the hours surrounding the attacks, I remember seeing people gathered on the four corners of a major intersection in our city. Instead of the usual signs denouncing our government, they were waving signs of support for our country. Quickly, one person on each of the four corners turned to four people, and then eight, and then swarms of people. For about a week, people from all walks of life, all economic classes, all experiences gathered together as one to show what pride we have in our country. People waved signs, cars honked, some people drove their cars through the intersections over and over with their own signs.

It seems like such a silly thing compared with all the at was happening in New York, but it was all we knew to do. It was one way for us to unite and come together as one. I remember quietly shedding tears of joy, feeling the positive energy we had created on those four corners. I'll never forget the way the whole country seemed to unite after the tragedy. For once, people were talking to others they had never spoken to, saying "Hello," to their neighbors, giving someone else a friendly smile.

We will always make sure that these two know about the terrible things that happened that day. We are so grateful for all those that have given their life as a result.


Where were you during the attacks?

Friday, September 9, 2011

The Fly That Wouldn't Die

Last night there was this  beastly, gigantic fly buzzing around my bathroom. I was finally so agitated by its buzzing that I picked up my handy, electric spider killer and decided to have it out with this fly.

Within two swings I had this fly down. For good measure, I jolted it with electricity again which almost seemed to bring it back to life like a defibrillator. It jumped near the bathmat.

I picked up a piece of the mat and threw it over the fly then using the side of the spider killer, I smacked the bump the fly created under the mat. At that point I was sure it was dead.

Against my better judgment, I grabbed some toilet paper, quickly lifted the mat, swooped up the fly and threw the whole thing into the toilet. I've always had a fear that dead spiders tossed in the toilet will come back alive and bite my butt, but surely this fly was dead.

I heard all kinds of hissing as its charred body hit the toilet water, but still flushed for good measure. I went along with my business of blow drying my hair when a few minutes later, what did I hear? Loud, angry buzzing coming from the toilet bowl.

I kid you not.

Tentatively,  I lifted the seat and the damn fly was creeping around the toilet! This thing survived getting electrocuted and flushed! I should have taken a picture for proof, but in my haste of trying to get the stupid beast to go away I didn't think of it.

I flushed three more times, finally ridding myself of the creature.

I kept flashing back to a conversation Raven, Sabrina, Brittany and I had on twitter not long ago about spiders coming back alive in toilets and outhouses.

Creepy!



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