God's Crackers

It's story time, kids! I normally participate in Kat's Writer's Workshop, but I had a stomach bug yesterday and am laying in bed recooperating some more today. Ugh, it was awful. I didn't get out of bed except to go to the bathroom and throw-up everything but my inner beliefs... LOVELY. Did I mention that yesterday was boy's first day off in weeks? Yeah... awesome. I refused to let him come around, because he can't risk getting this sick. So, since I'm not feeling up to an assignment, I'm pulling a post I had saved for a day such as this! Agh, it's nice to be prepared! Okay, so... on to the story!

I used to be a nanny for a 5 year old little boy with some discipline problems. His mother actually hired me because she thought I could handle him better than her & she needed the break. The woman went and got a job so she could have a break from this child! He was usually a little prince for me, but one afternoon he fell off the wagon. Here's what happened...

It was lunch time & I went into the kitchen to prepare us a meal(ahem, sandwiches & veggies... shut up, that counts!) For some reason the little Mr. insisted on eating crackers and peanut butter for lunch. I knew for a fact that his mom didn't approve of that. He kept whining to me, "I eat this all the time for lunch!", "I'm allergic to sandwiches!"... and other ridiculous things like that. At some point he got up from the table and went and grabbed the crackers out of the cabinet I had just placed them in while screaming, "They are MY crackers and I'm eating them!" I'd. Had. Enough. I walked over to him, snatched the crackers out of his hands and said, "I don't care if they're God's crackers, kid! You're eating the sandwich I made for you!" 20 minutes of pouting and eating his sandwich ensued. When he was finished he had 2 choices: 1)Apologize for yelling at me and disobeying or 2)Have a nice little chat with the corner. He walked over, took a seat in my lap and sweetly apologized. After a few minutes of silence between the two of us, the little Mr. turned around, looked me dead in the eyes and said, "Lacey? What's God's crackers?"

Ohhhhh Kiddos. :)

Dear Journal: Part 2

KIND OF Wordful Wednesday: Another peek inside my pages!

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Remember, this isn't about perfection for me. It's about drawing/writing/creating a thought or feeling. Journaling this way is one of my new favorite things! It makes me focus on what I'm writing/drawing about... it gives me a few quiet minutes to be with those thoughts and feel those feelings. So, you know what? It kind of is perfection!

I do. I really do.

haha.


Dear Journal: Part 1

Hello Pretty

It seems as though my sister went and created a perfect little model for me! How hard is she rocking that bib?! Gah, how cute is she? The answer is VERY. VERY STINKIN' CUTE!

Hello Pretty,

Today you are 6 months old! You woke me up this morning with a huge smile on your face. You are a sure-fire way to make Lay Lay wake up in a great mood! You stayed in bed with me while your Mommy ran to get you some balloons. Everyone says you look so much like me, and I'd prefer to think that's a good thing for both of us! I sang Sweet Child o' Mine to you and we giggled the whole time! You have the greatest personality already! Each moment with you is a beautiful one. You won't understand how much I love you for a long time, I'm afraid. Until you do, I will remind you incessantly! You're beginning to teethe, which means you find chewing on our faces kind of fun. We like to pretend they're kisses :) I think maybe they really are. I hate that you're growing up so fast, but I look forward to watching the show! I'll always be right here for you, my girl. Always & Always.

My Love is Yours,

Lay Lay

She's got a smile that it seems to me

Reminds me of childhood memories

Where everything was as fresh as the bright blue sky

Now and then when I see her face

She takes me away to that special place

And if I'd stare too long I'd probably break down and cry

Sweet child o' mine

Sweet love of mine

She's got eyes of the bluest skies

As if they thought of rain

I hate to look into those eyes

And see an ounce of pain

Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place

Where as a child I'd hide

And pray for the thunder

And the rain

To quietly pass me by

Sweet child o' mine

Sweet love of mine

Writer's Workshop: As We Speak(Ahem, Blog)

Writer's Workshop with Mama's Losin' It!

Take a picture of yourself right this minute without primping and explain to us why it is you have not washed your hair today.

(I used my webcam for the first time ever... the outcome is a little blurry, but it did the trick!)

"Hrm, what will I write about since I HAVE indeed washed my hair today?"
"Ooo, maybe about the creepy Angelina Octu-Mom!?" (This is my best impression, don't judge me.)

"Nah, I'm sick of hearing about her... I won't contribute to her fame. I would, however, kick her in the shin if I saw her in public. Then I'd stick out my tongue like this and say, ' You just got kicked in the shin, SUCKA. Boo Yow!'

Alright... I'm just gonna talk about whatever I feel like.

Today, I WOKE UP IN A GOOD MOOD! Whhhhaaat? I know! It's like I opened my big fat mouth and BAM, turned it all around. I actually passed out while watching a movie at Boy's last night, so we woke up and snuggled and chatted before he had to get ready for work. After all that goodness, I headed off for lunch and some random errands with my Sister. Doll Face will be 6 months on Sunday, and in my family we celebrate 6 months of life with a half birthday party! My Mom even makes 1/2 a cake :) I try every year to get someone, ANYONE to celebrate my 1/2 birthday... but they never go for it. Haha. Wanna know a secret? TODAY IS MY HALF BIRTHDAY! Yes, yes... I am 24 1/2 today. Annnnyyyway, we had to go shopping for some party supplies. We ended up with some cute Hello Kitty plates, napkins & party hats. The rest of the evening was spent playing with Monkey Man, sewing & muggin' on Doll Face. NOT a bad way to spend an evening, my friends.

Not bad at all!

(Uhm, yes... I am wearing red white and blue star pajama bottoms. I'm kind of like Miss America that way.)

Smooches,

Lace

**edited to add** My first two commenters are on some type of recreational drug and think I look a little too decent in these pics. Yes, yes... they are all too kind! I would have busted an old school Glamour Shots boa and some lip gloss out if so! Would it help if I told you I smelled like a Dorito? Cause I do. A big ol' stinky cheese Dorito. YUM.

Wordful Wednesday: Carnival

Mardi Gras Mambo

Parading with the fam

This picture cracks me up! Monkey Man had his hands in the air screaming "Woooo, Wooooo!", and would dance on my hip everytime a band would come by. What a cutie! I love that he stuck his belly out in this picture, ha. He was trying to show off his beads!Doll Face holding a Moon Pie at the Moon Pie Parade. I think she was shocked that we let her have it! Yes, we have a Moon Pie parade. It's quite frankly the most white trash event you'll ever see! We went for the great people watching, of course!
Squishy Baby relaxing all cool on the parade route! :)This is my Uncle rapping to me. Can you tell I don't even bother being embarassed by him anymore?

At some point I learned to just embrace it!

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The best part of waking up?

I wish I were a morning person. I really do. I just don't have it in me to wake up and do one of those coffee commercial stretches that look so refreshing, smile, hop out of bed, sing in the shower, dance in the car on the way to work... uhm, speak. None of that good stuff. As a baby, my family would just wave to me in the morning because I SO disliked speaking. One of my favorite home movies involves a 3 1/2 year old me(sitting at my new little tykes table)on Christmas morning eating oatmeal. The camera zooms in on my head, full of pink curlers, as I look up at the camera with a spoon full of oatmeal and say "STOP TALKING TO MEEEEEE!", in a ridiculously cute baby voice. It's just so me. I really do want to be at least a little more pleasant in the morning though. As we speak, The Boy is sleeping peacefully next to me. I am so happy to be falling asleep next to him, but come morning... oh no. He may as well be sleeping on the floor. Don't get me wrong! I'm not MEAN... I'm just not nice either. Ughh, and you know what really bugs me? When I wake up with a song in my head. I. CAN'T. STAND. IT. Yesterday, I woke up with that new Kelly Clarkson song in my head. Ergh.

L.O.- L.O.- L.O.- L.O.V.E.

Happy Valentine's Day, Y'all!

I hope everyone is having a lovely day and that you have a romantical evening. Me? I spent my day romancing a diet coke because I got 2 hours of sleep last night(i didn't knock hard enough on that wood, apparently) and had to work all day today. Until then, I'm going to have dinner with my crazy Grandma & then come home and treat myself to a bubble bath and ice cream :) Happy V-day to me!

P.S. Have I told you lately that I love you? Cause I so do. You guys are Grrrrreeatt!

Dear Journal...

Looking for my Writer's Workshop? Scroll down two posts or click here(ahem, LAZY) haha ;)

Throughout my childhood and teen years I wrote in journals or diaries off and on. It was always something like:

Dear Diary,
I haven't written lately, so let me catch you up. Dale and I broke up because he is an idiot and I'm not sure why I ever liked him. He cried when I broke up with him and I caught myself giggling. I wonder what that says about me? No worries, I'm not lonely. I'm dating Mike now and he's just adorable. He plays football and is on the wrestling team. He calls me Layla for reasons I haven't yet comprehended. It's cute because he's cute. I'm going to the movies with Mike, Janna & Paul on Friday to see Scary Movie. I can't wait!
Love, Lacey

I know. DEEP. Haha. I wanted an outlet of some sort and some place to write funny or sweet things people say, lyrics that strike me, doodles... whatever. So I bought a little sketch book and have been 'journaling' for about a week.

So far, I'm lovin' it! I don't make myself write something every day... just as the urge comes to me. I highly recommend it! It's kind of a nice to just sit down with markers and focus on nothing but the color bleeding onto the page for a few minutes. Relaxing!

What do you do that's just FOR YOU?

Writer's Workshop: Da da da da daaaaa I'm Lovin' It!

I'm making a list and checking it twice! You know I love a good list!

Writer's Workshop with Kat @ Mama's Losin' It!

1)I have been oggling this dress at a few different places online for the last month. I looove the swallows on the shoulders :) Now that i think about it, I could probaly recreate this very easily by embroidering the swallows myself on a dress of the same style.


2) Mardi Gras. I just love the hustle and bustle of it all. I love seeing families & friends. I love giving all of my catches to some ecstatic little kids that are near me. I don't love the occasional bead to the face... but I can let that slide!

3) I have been lovin' the goodness out of my sewing machine lately. This isn't my actual sewing machine, but it is a very similar model. She's vintage & I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE her!

4)I was loving the margarita I had earlier at the sushi joint. I know- margaritas and sushi? But I simply adore margaritas. Tequila and I are like this. **crosses fingers**
5)I have been sleeping freakishly well recently! KNOCK ON WOOD, KNOCK ON WOOD, KNOCK ON WOOD. Seriously, you see some wood? Knock on it. Thanks!

OH YEAH... & I'm Lovin' YOU!(Like a $2 whore!)

*** I added a song from the first CD I bought, because I was going to do that prompt... but it turns out I didn't have much to say about it! Boys 2 Men doesn't really stir the soul, ya know?***

In Remembrance

My sweet bloggy friend Cynthia is having the worst and hardest day of her life today. When she went in for a routine doctors appt. she learned that her baby boy had passed away due to umbilical cord strangulation. He was due in just 2 weeks. Please pray for Cynthia and her loved ones during this difficult time.

Rest in Peace Baby Aiden

10 pounds 2 ounces

Born into Heaven onFebruary 2, 2009

Words cannot express the sorrow I am feeling for her tonight. I lay here crying wishing that life could make more sense and that she could have her sweet boy. I know that right now she is feeling incredibly alone without him. I can't imagine. I'm so sorry, Cynthia. All my prayers and hugs to you.

It Aint No Country Club Either

Hey YOU! ;) How was your weekend? Tell me about it!

Here's some of what I did:

The area of wall between my bathroom door and my bedroom door bored me to the point that I couldn't take it anymore.

See? Ugh, bor-ing. I did paint that little picture up there though, which I still like... just need a change.
Soooo, VOILA! Much better, right? I got the charger from Target and the leopard plate from Ross. I just love them! They are both plastic! Ya' know what? Now that I think about it, the shelves and the oval frame are also plastic! Can't even tell, can you? I got those from The Dollar Tree a while back! Can't beat a buck! The "this aint no DISCO" picture came about from a conversation I once had with a coworker about songs you can't help but be happy when you hear. She said Spiderwebs by No Doubt. Good one. I sat there thinking and finally came up with one... kind of. I couldn't for the life of me think of the name of it, so I just kept saying... "You know... THIS AINT NO DISCO!" She couldn't think of it either and just thought I was off my rocker. We finally thought of it a few days later(All I Wanna Do by Sheryl Crow). To this day when I see or talk to her I will randomly throw it in... doesn't matter what we're talking about.
Her: Ew, fugly sweater. What was she thinking?
Me: Well, this aint no disco.

Her: My mom is nuts. I mean seriously, nuts. We've got the papers to prove it. When she gets here hide the liquor.
Me: Sheesh. This aint no disco.

See? Works for me everywhere and always makes me smile.
(I will likely change to some new lyrics in a few months... keep it fresh, you know?)
Another peek at something that will find it's way into my shop! Criss Cross Spring dress- Eek! It's so cute & tiny :) I can make them in any kiddo size, but I always make my first one in a newborn size because everything is just so cute when it's itty bitty.

Well, I'm off!
Have a HaPpY MoNdAY!

All My Lovin',
Lace