Cottonelle “Name It” Contest + Giveaway!

*Contest is now closed*

Congratulations Cynthia R: “Sigh…I think the only private time I get is in the bathroom. So, I call it the Me Time Moment. :)

I have never been very good with bathroom issues. Blood? No problem! Vomit? Not an issue! But the bathroom business? That was the one aspect of parenting and cleaning that I never really became comfortable with.

Bring travel into the picture and it creates quite a bit of anxiety for me.  I’ll admit that I prefer my bathroom at home.  I’m not usually comfortable with bathrooms in strange places.  You never know what condition they’ll be in, how clean they will be, or if they’ll actually be stocked with the supplies one might need in a pinch.  

This summer we are doing a small amount of travel.  We have a Labor Day beach trip coming up, my blogging conference, and several day trips with the kids.  Because traveling requires me to deal with my weird bathroom issues I try to bring a little something just to help keep everything neat and clean.  This way I don’t have to worry about a rest stop, a hotel, or even a gas station leaving me feeling anything less than fresh.  

Cottonelle has introduced a two-step system for bathroom business. As we can all imagine nobody wants to refer to anything in the bathroom as a ‘process’ or ‘system.’

When I travel I like to refer to it as the “Fresh-N-Flush.”  When I travel I know that I can freshen up, stay clean, and move on without any worries.  

Cottonelle is hosting a great ‘Name It” contest to come up with something witty and clever for dealing with this bathroom business. They are offering some great prizes (including a free supply of toilet paper for a year!) So what would you name this two-step process over the course of your Summer travels?

Beyond their official ‘Name It’ contest I am giving away a Clean Care kit from Cottonelle to one lucky reader, which includes the following:

  • 1 tub of Cottonelle Flushable moist wipes
  • 1 pack of Cottonelle Ultra Care toilet paper
  • 1 travel pack of moist wipes
  • 1 solo pack of moist wipes
  • 1 pack of Name It post-it notes
To enter the contest you can complete one or all of the following (for up to 5 entries!)
  1. Leave a comment on this blog post with a name suggestion of your own
  2. Enter a name on the widget “Customizer” that appears in this post
  3. Host the widget on your own blog
  4. Tweet the name to @Cottonelle with hashtag #NameIt
  5. Post the name on the Cottonelle FB page
Please leave a separate comment for each entry you complete! Giveaway will end July 30, 2012 and the winner will be announced that afternoon!Can you come up with something more creative than “Fresh-N-Flush?”
Thank you again to Cottonelle for sponsoring my post. Visit them on Facebook to share your name! I was selected for participation in this program by the Clever Girls Collective.

Pulling the Trigger

I have always had a rather big fear of guns.  I was not raised around them and I’m not sure any member of my family actually owns a gun.  My brother and grandfather have experience with guns from their time in the military but that’s it.  My husband, on the other hand, was raised around guns.  His family had different guns locked in the safe and he learned to shoot at a very early age.

For years now he has wanted to invest in a couple of guns for protection but I have always put my foot down with a solid ‘NO.’  I didn’t want guns in my house and I was sure that these big scary things were too much for me to handle.

Tonight that all changed.

I went with my friend Carla to ‘Ladies Night’ at a local shooting range.  I was nervous and worried that I just wouldn’t be the type of person to feel comfortable shooting a gun.

Yea, that lasted all of 30 seconds.  Tonight I shot three different guns and loved every second of it!  It was exhilarating and powerful and a great way to exercise control and strength.  In just over an hour I shot over 100 rounds.  I was into it!

This was when the hot shell flew out of the automatic and into my bra. It was hot and burned my boobies!

And the icing on the cake?  Check out how many time this girl hit the bullseye her first time ever holding and shooting a gun:

Pretty freaking rad, huh?!

It took all my restraint not to buy a gun on the spot.  But I can say with absolute certainty that I will be back again and I can definitely cross this off the bucket list!

And I think I’ve found my post PhD hobby.

I’m such a Revolver Girl!

 

Menu Plan Monday – July 4th Edition

I used to participate in Menu Plan Monday all the time.  Then I stopped and I’m not sure why.  I still continued to plan my own menu even though I wasn’t linking up.  And I still continued to visit other menu planning sites for ideas to pull me out of my cooking ruts.

See, I’m not a Summer cook.  I tend to be completely out of ideas by Summer and struggle for meals that are quick and easy.  I really don’t know why this is – especially since Summer is mainly about grilling and a fresh salad or a cold sandwich will suffice for dinner.  But I tend to be a Fall and Winter cook.  I’m all about the soups and stews and roasts that cook all day and make the house smell delicious for hours on end.

Sadly it isn’t Fall.  And the 106 degree temperature tells me it isn’t Winter either.  But the family has to eat.  So I’m linking up again to start keeping myself accountable (and to give me a place to keep my menus so when I inevitably run out of ideas I can look back on what worked previously!)

Thanks to the unforseen Summer cold of death that hit me like a train wreck late last week many of our meals from last week were not used.  I’ll be recycling them this week.

Monday: Pesto Pasta and cucumber salad (with veggies fresh from our garden)

Tuesday: Quiche Lorraine and warm spinach salad

Wednesday: *4th of July* Hamburgers, hot dogs, veggie tray, chips, and jalapeño poppers

Thursday: Leftovers

Friday: Homemade Chili and tortilla chips

Saturday: Grilled chicken sandwiches and party potatoes (recipe to be posted soon)

Sunday: Spaghetti and garlic bread

Feel free to link up with Menu Planning Monday at OrgJunkie

Grin and bear it

Today is one of the hottest days Georgia has ever had.  I think the news said the last time it was this hot was in 1936.

What did we do today?  We helped a dear friend and her two beautiful children move into their new house.  We packed and cleaned and loaded up their lives in the back of a few trucks – all to be delivered safely to their new surroundings.

The kids are sunburned and happy since they spent the day playing with their buddies while the grownups did the heavy lifting.

We are all exhausted.  I’ve been banished to the couch since I’m fighting one of the worst summer colds I’ve ever had – congestion, stuff nose, cough, sore throat, fever – you know, the works.

We’ll be spending the rest of the day sucking in as much air conditioning as humanly possible.

I had every intention of posting a pantry makeover this week but my summer cold made me pathetic and stabby and full of snot.  So I’ll post the makeover next week.

Here’s a little preview. In the meantime stay indoors – preferably with a frost beverage!

I survived the adventure with nothing more than a busted knee

Our weekend away proved to be just as magical as I imagined.  It was only two days but it was packed with laughter, good food, adventure, and much-needed fun.

We left early Friday morning and slowly made our way to the mountains – leaving plenty of time to stop and explore on our way up to the cabin.  We were like giddy teenagers…

We stopped for a roadside snack at a little hole-in-the-wall outpost and grabbed a couple bottles of Cheerwine and a bag of hot boiled peanuts.  We just kept shouting ‘I’m so happy!’ as we continued down the road.

When we finally arrived to check into our cabin we realized we were about 45 minutes too early.  So we decided to be spontaneous and check with the stables to see if we could go horseback riding.  10 minutes later we were saddled up and headed down for a long ride through the river.

I ended up with a stubborn mule named Pet and Andy rode a moody horse named Jon.  Our guide prided herself on being able to match the personalities of the horses with the personalities of the riders.  I’ll say she had the right pick for Andy but I’ve never been stubborn a day in my life.  *snort*

It started pouring down rain while we were on the trail but the experience was so relaxing that nobody seemed to mind getting a little wet.

Saturday was our big white water rafting adventure.  We got up early, grabbed our coffee, and headed to the outpost.  We were on the water until almost 3:00 and it was worth every moment!  We mostly ran class IV and V rapids – pretty intense for this indoor gal! I’m happy to say that, despite being a newbie, I never once fell out of the raft!  I did manage to bruise the crap out of my knee thanks to a fall on a slippery rock while climbing to see the waterfall.  But the whole experience was incredible! I cannot wait to do this again.

Now we are home and settling back into the normal routine – laundry, grocery shopping, and yelling at the kids to quit leaving the back door open – typical stuff.

Up this week? Making pickles, a pantry makeover, and tons of karate.

Thank you for making me take this trip, honey.  I still adore you after 10 years of marriage!

 

Running Away

Tomorrow morning my husband and I are running away together.

To celebrate our upcoming 10 year wedding anniversary (June 25) we are abandoning our parenting duties, packing the car, and heading out to for a weekend of white water rafting.

photo courtesy of google

In the 10 years we’ve been married we’ve never taken a trip together just the two of us.  He’s traveled alone for work, I’ve traveled for blogging conferences, and we’ve taken a few family vacations – but we’ve never gone away for that special grown-up time.

I haven’t been this excited for something in a long time.  I can’t wait to eat good food, laugh together, and find a bit of renewal for my spirit so I don’t kill my children over the course of summer vacation.

I’m leaving the laptop home.  The camera will travel with us so we can capture every moment of our little trip.  I’m already imagining that it won’t feel long enough.

But I also know that this little trip is oh so necessary.

We’ll be rafting down the same river used in the film Deliverance (and it just so happens to be the 40th anniversary of the film this weekend so there is some kind of festival happening – yikes!)

I’ve actually never been rafting and the trip is mainly through Class IV and V rapids.  Right now I’m just glad they provide helmets.

Until Monday…

No longer trying to ‘fit in’

This afternoon I decided to go through my Google Reader and do a bit of cleanup.  There were several posts I wanted to catch up on from some of my favorite bloggers – and nothing beats an afternoon cup of coffee and some wonderful blogs.  But, as I was working through my reader, I had one of those ‘ah ha’ moments.  I realized so many of the blogs I subscribe to are not necessarily blogs I love to read but rather are blogs by ‘the popular kids’ that I somehow convinced myself I was supposed to read.

There are certain blogs that I never miss reading.  Those are the ones that I get excited to see in the morning when I realized a new post has been published during the night. I usually leave comments on those blogs and the posts tend to be applicable to me and my interests.  These are the blogs that challenge me to be better and more relevant.

Then there are the other blogs – blogs written by the cool kids.  These blogs tend to have huge followings, thousands of comments, and everybody seems to know who they are.  Their writing is good – sometimes great – and for whatever reason they have the status, the readers, the connections, and the experiences that other bloggers can only dream of.  Sometimes I envy these bloggers with the connections and credit.  Other times I simply think ‘good for them!’ and dismiss the thought entirely.

But as I looked through my Google Reader this afternoon I realized that so many of the blogs I subscribe to are not blogs that I really want to spend my time reading.  I don’t jump to click and see what stories they have to tell.  I don’t leave comments because there is no point in being 1 of 1000.  I subscribed to them originally because they were the big name folks and all newbies want to fit in with the popular kids.

But I’m not a newbie anymore.  I’ve been blogging long enough to be comfortable with where I am and what my little blog accomplishes for me.  Does my little blog have the stats that others do?  No.  Do I have the most subscribers and the most comments? Nope.  Do I care? Not one damn bit.

And that’s what matters.

I want to read the blogs that speak to me.  I hope people want to read mine for the same reason.  I don’t want to waste my time or energy keeping up with the big name bloggers when I’ve honestly never felt the connection or community with them that I do with other blogs.  I don’t want to be lost in the shuffle as a reader of a blog. I don’t want to be ignored through social media because I’m not popular.  I don’t want to feel like it is a competition to see if the cheerleader or the jock notices me.  I want to read those blogs that make every reader and every comment seems like a big deal – because those folks know the value of readers and conversations within the blogosphere.  Those are the folks that don’t leave you behind when they make it big.

So I started deleting blogs.  I kept those that value me as a reader and those that are genuinely wonderful places to visit.  The rest? Unsubscribe.  Why? Because I want to be with those that value me as much as I value them.  And sometimes the popular kids forget that every reader and every comment deserves the connection and community.

See, each one of you that visits and each one of you that comments – you all mean something to me.  You are valuable.  You are cherished.  And I want to spend my time with blogs that make me feel the same way.

So, hello there! Welcome to the underdog table.  I’m glad you’re here.

Project: Decorate

I’ve hit project mode.  I woke up Tuesday and had this sudden urge to find and complete projects around the house.  Before I finished school I knew I’d be back in the land of domesticity (at least for a while!) and I set a deadline for myself to have my house cleaned, organized, and projects finished by October 31st.  There isn’t anything really special about that day, but I knew that having everything done by the end of October would give me two solid months to jump in and embrace the holiday season.  Actually – the holiday season not being a student!

I’ve slowly been working through small projects: organizing all the medicine, cleaning out the coat closet, overhauling my cleaning products, etc.  But this week I hit decorating mode.  It’s that obsessive mode I get in when i want to change major things in the house – from paint to flooring to new appliances.  It’s always a bummer when I get in this mode because I’m more of a ‘Right Freaking Now!’ kind of gal and many of the projects I want to do take time…and money.

So I’m trying to start simple.  A few changes here.  A few changes there.

My first project involves the kitchen.  I am on this kick to make everything as clean and fresh as possible. So I decided to paint the kitchen a beautiful shade called ‘Simply White.’  Seems silly to do this with kids, but the paint I’m getting is extremely washable! The color in the kitchen now is a muted greenish grey.  I liked it when we painted it a few years ago but now I keep thinking it makes the kitchen look dirty.  So white it is…

Simply White by Benjamin Moore

Functionally there is nothing wrong with our kitchen.  It needs a bit of reorganization but I have plenty of space to satisfy my needs.  I have a project in mind involving vintage cookbooks that I’ll share later, but they’ll be making an appearance in the kitchen when I’m done painting.

My second project is to give the dining room a little spruce.  I love our dining room! It is the only grown up room in the house and it makes me feel connected to my husband’s family and my grandmother because it holds so much furniture that used to belong to them.

I recently switched out some artwork in the dining room and added a bright, neutral rug under the table to replace the dark one we used to have.  The rug was only 40 bucks!  I want to add new curtains in there in a nice off white, but they’ll be expensive.  Our windows require a custom length because the ceilings in the room are so high.  I may attempt to sew them myself. Our current curtains are a deep burgundy and I just don’t like them anymore.

I’ll be creating a new padded cover for the piano bench to pull in some color and I hope to reupholster the chairs myself in a coordinating fabric.

Some other projects include hanging a mirror over the fireplace.  I found this mirror in our attic.  It had a shiny gold frame but after a quick coat of paint it’ll look perfect hanging in the living room!

We are saving for a new couch and chair now that the kids no longer pee everywhere and the puppies are no longer lacking control of their bladders.  That will be a while down the road though.

In the meantime I’ve found enough to keep me busy for a while and my husband is probably secretly planning to travel for work to avoid my obsessive nature when it comes to projects.  But it’s amazing what a little determination can accomplish when he’s a work….

Alternate Reality (Plus a Giveaway!)

**CONTEST IS CLOSED**

And the winner is…Erin!  Congratulations! Email me with your contact information and the publisher will ship the book right to you!!

If someone would have asked me 15 years ago what the reality of my future would be I can say with almost certainty that I didn’t expect it to look like this.

Fifteen years ago I had plans.  I was going to study journalism.  I would move to New York City to accept some fabulous job where I would work my way up to Editor.  My office door would be shiny glass with my name stenciled rather large.  Employees would answer to me and I’d make decisions that would affect the whole of the publishing world.  I’d wear black and heels and have a quaint apartment filled with books.  I’d have an amazing fella who worshipped me and we’d be the perfect power couple.

Instead I am married to that amazing fella living in what is technically the rural South.  I have three incredible children and I spend my days engaging in all things domestic.  I have a PhD and I wear yoga pants and flip-flops. My office is filled with pots and pans and homemade jam.  The decisions I make affect the lives and futures of my children and the publishing world has no idea who I am.  I write a blog and scribble away on romance novels in the evenings when I’m not folding laundry or running back and forth to karate or ballet or piano.  Nobody answers to me and usually what I say goes in one ear and out the other.  Sure my house is filled with books – overflowing actually – but that is the only similarity.

And that’s okay.

This alternate reality I wake up in everyday is rather exciting and satisfying in its own unique way.  Different sure, but still satisfying.   Sometimes I picture the other version – the young naive ’I can plan everything’ version – and it seems so…not me. Could the homebody who loves her yoga pants and snuggling down with a good book on a cold night really have made it in the big bad city.  Could I really be the type who is married to her job? Would I be happier if I had chosen not to become a mother? I’ll never know.

And that’s okay, too.

See, I ended up someplace completely different and unexpected from what that young girl in Ohio expected, but I also ended up someplace good.  Really good.  Somedays really really good.

The twist in all this is that through writing my tiny little blog and scribbling away on my romance novels I technically get to live out any reality and fantasy I want.   I get to choose a different path with every story.  I get to pick an alternate reality with every character and every experience.

And I never have to leave my living room, my yoga pants, my books, or my children to do any of it…

This post was inspired by Ready Player One by Ernest Cline.  As a participant in this From Left to Write book blog tour, I received a copy of the book for review. If you would like to receive a free copy of Ready Player One (trust me you want to read this incredible book!) please leave a comment below.  You can receive additional entries by doing one or all of the following:

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Winner will be announced June 12th!  Also – if you’re feeling super lucky check out this great video by author Ernest Cline.  Here he explains how he hid an easter egg inside the novel that, if found, can help you win a Delorean.  Yes, the Back to the Future car!!

A little me time

So I’m still transitioning back into the land of domesticity.  It’s been hard…and a slow process.  I’m job hunting a little, cooking a little, and tackling a few projects that were put on the back burner while I finished the dissertation.

With the kids out of school for the summer I’ve been inundated with all that quality kid time I felt like I missed while finishing school.  We spend all day together…from as early as 6:30 in the morning until I finally wrestle them into bed around 8:30 or 9:00.  We run errands, do housework, have art time, play in the backyard, and run to marathon karate sessions.  It’s exhausting.  Nice, but exhausting.

I mentioned to my husband tonight that I think I need to find a way to get some me time…and not the ‘me time’ that goes with taking a bath or running to the grocery store by myself – but the ‘me time’ that allows me to refresh and not snap and break down as I discover whatever this next phase is supposed to be.

But I don’t know what to do.  Sign up for a weekly yoga class?  Start walking by myself in the morning before everyone wakes up? Disappear once a week for some reading time at the coffee house?

I feel guilty even wanting and needing this time.  I feel guilty that jumping back into my full-time domestic roles is not as easy or satisfying as I expected.  And I’m not even sure I’ll find whatever it is that I need in a weekly yoga or sewing class…

But I guess it’s worth a shot. Right?!