Mom On The Rocks is taking an extended break. Fret not – I’m still available for talking about my feelings. Contact me at momontherocks (at) gmail (dot) com, or on Facebook (click here), or just hi five me at the gym. Whatevs.
Also, have a read. This blog at current is nine years of mommy humor from when my kids were 3 to now 12. Hit up the search bar with whatever you’re curious about – I’ve probably written about it. Or peruse the archives. I go back and read it and think I’m hilarious, so you probably can enjoy it too.
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I’m definitely celebrating the holidays here. We put it in the window right next to our lit up tree – in hopes of spreading joy and smiles to passersby. It’s festive. It’s holly. It’s jolly. But let’s be clear – it’s not exactly Christmas.
Last year, I tried to explain why as a Christian, I say “Happy Holidays” instead of “Merry Christmas” I think it came across as a bit angry and defensive toward other Christians which, if you read that post, you’ll know was counterproductive to my entire message anyway. So, this year, I’m going to try again based on how I’ve ironed it all out in my perty little head.
When someone asks me if I’m ready for Christmas, I pause for just a second, and then just mutter “Yes”. The mutter of agreement is in lieu of speaking on behalf of the voice in my head shouting, “You mean, am I prepared for the celebration of the birth of my Lord and Savior?” I opt not to go that route for obvious reasons. Clearly I was asked if I was ready for THE HOLIDAY not so much CHRISTMAS. For the record, I’m ready for both. Continue reading →
*Disclaimer – I was given preview tickets to review this show on the blog. Because I have a blog, and a leg lamp, and a mini leg lamp and appreciate all that The Rose Theater offers to my community, I sooooo did it. This is my honest review of my experience with my family at this show.
Don’t know if I’ve mentioned it, but I love LOVE LOVE A Christmas Story.
I mean, see here: Continue reading →
I can pinpoint exactly to the moment that started me on the tract to being a Kidney Donor. (What you didn’t know I’m a kidney donor? Well read this or this or this.) Here’s the moment right here. You can watch the entire thing or forward to about the 9 minute mark when he talks to the point of how we can help his son. Continue reading →
As y’all get ready for Thanksgiving – you know the half of a work week that you fake like you’re working, and then give thanks for it – well, enjoy.
Here’s a segment I did today on The Morning Blend about how to deal with obnoxious relatives at holiday gatherings. I was nervous to go in to this one – I figured it was my intervention. But they let me leave without agreeing to any kind of therapy! SUCKERS!
We’re hosting Thanksgiving dinner and this is my plan.
Love this one too. It’s a holiday week – so it’s a two-fer.
I might have mentioned my affinity for food, warm food, and more specifically, warm sweet food. The answer to all of my affinities, first thing in the morning is The Elvis Oatmeal.
The Elvis Oatmeal. Perfect for rocking your socks off on a chilly morning.
Make some oatmeal.
Peel a banana. With a fork, mash the banana in a bowl.
Hit that mashed banana with some cinnamon.
In the same bowl, throw in a tablespoon or however much you deem necessary of peanut butter. I’ve tried healthy peanut butter and almond butter. But the closest I can get to being healthy with peanut butter is “Natural” Skippy peanut butter.
Mash all that goodness together.
Pour or scoop, the cooked oatmeal on to that. Stir that up until you can assure your tastebuds that each bite will be as smooth and tasty as Elvis himself. If you wanna, top with a few pecans.
Eat it with joy.
Song of the Day: Jailhouse Rock by Elvis – sing it and dance in the kitchen while you make it.
I posted this on my personal facebook page the other day, but couldn’t resist sharing it with you as well. I think this puts same sex marriage into perspective. If you’re at work, you might want to watch this with your headphones on. And if the kids are around – put their earmuffs on for some minor sexual references.
I don’t understand how a state can vote for same-sex marriage and then the courts repeal it. But it’s happening. Clearly, this video involves some of those lawmakers idealogy.
Full disclosure – I’ve been to a same sex wedding. It was the most sincere, thoughtful, endearing moments I was blessed to be a part of. Can’t wait to go to more, and I’ll bring the skittles.
Instructions for life: Read a Rachael Recipe. It’s doable. And it tastes good.
Y’all are going to be getting all kinds of my Rachael Ray obsession up in here. I frikkin love her. (Pssst, Rach – call me!!!) I love her books, I love her magazine, I love her show. I love her dog. I love her attitude. Her food designs wow me with flavor. I wake up in the middle of the night dreaming about adding smoky bacon and starchy water to my pasta.
Just me and my writing therapy dog, Maybee for the next two weeks.
I started out November with some pals, committing to workout and swim 6 days a week. So far, I’m crushing it. We’re calling it No Excuses November. It’s working pretty well. And I thought to make another commitment to my writing.
I decided to declare publicly (here on this blog, and then also to my family) my own writing retreat. This great decision I think is what I’m supposed to do anyway, but I just don’t. SO, when I got a message from my pals Wade and Gary that they were having another writing retreat – I thought – I can’t go to theirs, but I can make my own here.