I am so excited because I have really reached new heights in my budget buys and finds this week. Granted I feel newly invigorated and educated by my friend Taryn's coupon class this week. I just didn't get how to make coupons work for me but now I totally do and I am proud to say that although I am a beginner in the cuopon cutting world I didn't do so bad on my first try. I got Kellogs Raisin Bran for 50 cents a box and none of my cereal was more than 1.50. But that is nothing compared to the free Teva's I scored this week. I had a $15 coupon to a shoe outlet and I found a pair of Teva's on clearance for $15. They rang up to a beautiful $0. Yea!
I also discovered the best frame shop in Southern Utah (courtesy of my painting teacher). Both me and my Mother-in-law about fell over when she quoted us our prices for the two solid wood custom frames we ordered for my last two paintings. One beautifully carved frame was only $25 and the other frame, a combination of two beautiful frames, was only $37. Seriously I have paid more than twice that for a very simple custom frame job before. This little gem is called A Passion for Painting and is located on 310 East Tabernacle in St. George.
My third deal is still in the works but basically I will have new window covering for 7 windows for around $75 all because I am shopping the sales and finding more discounts. This week my talent is bargain shopper extraordinaire. I know I am cheap but I just can't help it.
"You will be more dissapointed by the things you didn't do than the one's you did. Explore. Dream. Discover" -- Mark Twain
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Monday, January 12, 2009
Write A Little - When I Grow Up
Today my writing prompt is to encourage everyone to reflect on what they wanted to be when they grew up. I was talking about this today with my kids and it really got me thinking.
I want to be an oceanographer. At least, I was sure this was my career path when I was in 4th and 5th grade. Everything about the ocean fascinated me and I thought Jaques Cousteau was the coolest and luckiest man ever. Like many kids this age, the science of water and animals was an easy attention getter.
In highschool, I had dreams of becoming an architect. This seems a little odd to me because I took more English electives than any of my friends, but I loved the science of homes. Pretty soon, I realized I would have to use math all the time and even though I was good at geometry, the word math just made me panic. I also couldn't draw a straight line to save my life. I know they have drafting programs for this but the math and the straight line requirements scared me away from the architect biz.
So, I launched myself into college with no direction and no clue where I was going. After some serious soul searching and a great deal of prayer I finally decided to graduate with a degree in journalism. I would write because, I had always been a writer. I have many amateur novel starts to prove it. Eventually, with my degree in hand I became a mother. I had no idea that being a mother was a job like any other job. At least, I didn't put them in the same playing field. Of course, now I understand that mothering is a job choice and a life choice just like anything else. This morning by 9:30 I had fed my kids, taken the two older kids to school, came home got dressed, got my preschooler off to school, dropped off Isaac's forgotten violin for orchestra, picked up a prescription and arrived at my dr. appointment. Last night I spent a good two hours in the ER after a little scare. I had a scary looking infection that was spreading across my face. It ended up being an infection, associated with kids - impetigo. I felt pretty cruddy yesterday but I still got up this morning and did my mom stuff. If mothering is not a job I don't know what is. The crazy part was I didn't feel annoyed that I had to get all these things taken care of by 9:30 a.m. Actually, I felt empowered, maybe the same way a high exec does after they make a successful presentation. This morning I was good at my job.
The other day my sister asked me "Does anyone really love their work?" I had to quickly answer yes. I get to do what I love everyday. I get to write and occasionally, I get paid for it. I even get to write about houses a lot which kind of dovetails with the whole architect thing. But more importantly I have the privilege of being a Mom and no ocean discovery, no building design, and no essay, article or book I write will ever give me the satisfaction of discovering my children's personalities while I help build them into unique individuals.
I want to be an oceanographer. At least, I was sure this was my career path when I was in 4th and 5th grade. Everything about the ocean fascinated me and I thought Jaques Cousteau was the coolest and luckiest man ever. Like many kids this age, the science of water and animals was an easy attention getter.
In highschool, I had dreams of becoming an architect. This seems a little odd to me because I took more English electives than any of my friends, but I loved the science of homes. Pretty soon, I realized I would have to use math all the time and even though I was good at geometry, the word math just made me panic. I also couldn't draw a straight line to save my life. I know they have drafting programs for this but the math and the straight line requirements scared me away from the architect biz.
So, I launched myself into college with no direction and no clue where I was going. After some serious soul searching and a great deal of prayer I finally decided to graduate with a degree in journalism. I would write because, I had always been a writer. I have many amateur novel starts to prove it. Eventually, with my degree in hand I became a mother. I had no idea that being a mother was a job like any other job. At least, I didn't put them in the same playing field. Of course, now I understand that mothering is a job choice and a life choice just like anything else. This morning by 9:30 I had fed my kids, taken the two older kids to school, came home got dressed, got my preschooler off to school, dropped off Isaac's forgotten violin for orchestra, picked up a prescription and arrived at my dr. appointment. Last night I spent a good two hours in the ER after a little scare. I had a scary looking infection that was spreading across my face. It ended up being an infection, associated with kids - impetigo. I felt pretty cruddy yesterday but I still got up this morning and did my mom stuff. If mothering is not a job I don't know what is. The crazy part was I didn't feel annoyed that I had to get all these things taken care of by 9:30 a.m. Actually, I felt empowered, maybe the same way a high exec does after they make a successful presentation. This morning I was good at my job.
The other day my sister asked me "Does anyone really love their work?" I had to quickly answer yes. I get to do what I love everyday. I get to write and occasionally, I get paid for it. I even get to write about houses a lot which kind of dovetails with the whole architect thing. But more importantly I have the privilege of being a Mom and no ocean discovery, no building design, and no essay, article or book I write will ever give me the satisfaction of discovering my children's personalities while I help build them into unique individuals.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Random Moments

My 10 year old makes me laugh all the time. This week he spent a silly amount of time digging out this snow cave so he could hide inside and jump out when the babysitter came up the driveway. He did manage to scare her. Poor girl. Luckily she is a great sport and had a good giggle over it.
It's been a pretty calm week. Tom and I are still battling this confounded sickness. We did have a great anniversary which we spent at our favorite restaraunt -- The Cosmopolitan in Leeds. Mmm. It did not dissapoint. I finally got my Christmas decorations down and put away. Now if I could just tackle the pile that has been growing on my desk. It is beyond overwhelming.
I am officially sick of winter and ready for a little sunshine that actually comes with a little warmth so the ice pack on my driveway will melt. Maybe then I will be well on my way to getting the Christmas lights down. Isn't it funny how we spend January regrouping, organizing and cleaning. I guess I should be happy for cold wintry days that force me to clean and organize.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
My Most Recently Published Article
My Manners article with Wasatch Woman is now posted. Take a peek here. "Please Don't Sing With Your Mouth Full."
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Happy 14 Years.

It is hard to believe I have been married for 14 years.
What is even more hard to believe is how my love keeps growing for that rascal husband of mine.
10 Reasons I Still Love my husband:
1. He still makes me laugh. He kind of has an hornery sense of humor which sometimes gets him in trouble but I just can't help laughing most of the time.
2. He really does have a great smile.
3. He always shovels the driveway. I know this is silly but I love that he doesn't expect me to do this hateful job. He even feels bad when he can't do it for some reason. Luckily he does have two good kid helpers.
4. He makes really good eggs.
5. We have similar tastes in books. It's nice to have something in common.
6. We are opposites in most things. Yes, this causes some issues but it is also really great.
7. Sometimes just his presence in a room can calm my overactive dramatic tendencies.
8. He has always supported me in my writing. In fact he insisted
I graduate from college.
9. He works really hard for us. He is good at his job and he works hard to give us the things we need and a great deal of what we want.
10. He is a wonderful musician. What girl doesn't have a weakness for musicians.
Wow, I actually could think of more than 10 things if I wanted but I will spare you anymore gushing. Love ya Tom. Thanks for hanging in there with me for 14 years.
Monday, January 5, 2009
Monday - Write a Little - Word Wise
Because I have an article due today I am seriously only going to post a little tiny post.
This is totally trivial stuff but I thought, word hound that I am, that it was interesting. I also think I may throw one of these into my Write A Little blogs from time to time because I think we should all be familiar with our own language. Here is a word we use all the time that is not an actual word.
IRREGARDLESS: It is a double negative. Regardless is the proper word to use.
I say "irregardless" all the time. Now I have to stop.
And Kudos to who can tell me the difference between "uninterested" and "disinterested."
This is totally trivial stuff but I thought, word hound that I am, that it was interesting. I also think I may throw one of these into my Write A Little blogs from time to time because I think we should all be familiar with our own language. Here is a word we use all the time that is not an actual word.
IRREGARDLESS: It is a double negative. Regardless is the proper word to use.
I say "irregardless" all the time. Now I have to stop.
And Kudos to who can tell me the difference between "uninterested" and "disinterested."
Friday, January 2, 2009
Favorite Finds Friday
Ok so, I thought it was still Thursday so I almost missed doing this post, eventhough I have been looking forward to it. I have been sick in bed and on the couch for three days and so I totally lost track of time.
Here is my list of favorite finds this week:
After a little conversation with some friends over lunch last week I decided I better post this book we gave our 10 year-old boy after he expressed his concerns about going through puberty. We have already the sex talk with Isaac but he still has a lot of worries and questions. I read this book and loved it, even if Isaac has yet to pick it up.
Growing Up by Brad Wilcox
Because I am doing an article on virtual communities I have had the chance to check out some fun sites for women.
Utahmama.com which is an offshoot of the larger todaysmama.com.
I really like this site called yourheartout.com . They have all kinds of fun finds and stuff for women.
Here is my list of favorite finds this week:
After a little conversation with some friends over lunch last week I decided I better post this book we gave our 10 year-old boy after he expressed his concerns about going through puberty. We have already the sex talk with Isaac but he still has a lot of worries and questions. I read this book and loved it, even if Isaac has yet to pick it up.
Growing Up by Brad Wilcox
Because I am doing an article on virtual communities I have had the chance to check out some fun sites for women.
Utahmama.com which is an offshoot of the larger todaysmama.com.
I really like this site called yourheartout.com . They have all kinds of fun finds and stuff for women.
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