From Dump Zone to Sanctuary

Your master bedroom is supposed to be a sanctuary, a place of refuge and rest from the whirlwind of the world. Ours is a dump zone.  Literally piles of laundry and technology and baskets of randomness we threw in there before company showed up. You’re welcome, company. Not exactly the place that brings breaths of fresh air and romantic moments…more …

Simplifying your home starts at the heart…

Happy New Year! What a year it has been!! It was full of adventures, lazy days, fun-filled days and days of heartache. The new year is always my favorite, with it’s chance at new beginnings and so called “do-overs.”   I usually start the year off with a huge overhaul of our home, cleaning and organizing and decluttering.  But this …

Safe n’ Smellgood Ant Repellent

Guys. We have ants. Though Not nearly as severely as we did a couple days ago.  It was bad. Like, laying in bed and all the sudden feeling those tiny irritating ant legs crawl across MY FACE!!  Not ok. I kinda just wanted to burn my house down.  But we’ve handled it, Emmy is a supreme ant smasher 😂😱 and …

I’m back to blogging and a little Fire Safety

*Today at our MOPs group, we had a fireman come and give a fire safety talk and I was in charge of writing the blog post for the talk so I thought I might as well post it on here!     One vital thing that I learned being a mother, was to be prepared.  Always.  For anything.  My diaper …

Memory Making Messes

Usually my life as a mother consists of containing the mess.  Cleaning the mess. Wondering where in the world that mess came from and generally just embracing the mess. Then there comes the days where I take part in making the messes.  Yes, it’s usually few and far in between, but when those days come, it’s always memorable. This past …

Counting My Blessings Instead of My Messes

Today as I glance around my house, taking in the multiple “mini” messes that have created one gigantic disaster, the piles and mountains of things that need to be washed (including my children) and catch a glimpse of my less than chic appearance in the hallway mirror, I have decided to shrug my tired shoulders and count my blessings instead …