Another Reason Why I Love My Husband

September 3rd, 2010

Yesterday I mentioned that I had some anxiety issues on the morning of Sadie’s first day of school. I could explain to you, in detail, how I was feeling, and how Kyla was being awesome, but I think this exchange is rather telling, and needs no explanation.

Me: What does this say? * walking into the room, referencing the outfit I has spent the last fifteen minutes picking out *

Kyla: Uh, that’s you’re wearing a shirt?

Me: I mean, does it say “responsible mother?” I really want to make a good impression

Kyla: It doesn’t scream “responsible mother,” but it doesn’t scream “irresponsible mother,” either.

Me: * visibly agitated * So what does it scream?

Kyla: Flowers?

* About ten minutes pass…and I come back in the room with a different outfit *

Me: What about this? What does it say?

Kyla: * without missing a beat * “I am a responsible mother who is very involved in her child’s education and I care deeply about her success”

He learns fast.

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First Day of School (kind-of)

September 2nd, 2010

First day of school

Yesterday (Tuesday) was Sadie’s first day of school. Well, kind-of school. She is receiving speech therapy services through the school district, which happens at the actual elementary school that she will attend later (maybe next year). She only goes for one hour, one day per week. So, not really school school, but it might as well be.

Now, for the last few days, I’ve been a bit…anxious. That’s maybe even a bit of an understatement. There is actually a cute story about my anxiety over choosing an outfit that I should really share. I’ll do that tomorrow, I think.

Anyway, back to our big girl. We had been talking about school and how much fun it would be and how she would make lots of new friends and how it was the greatest thing in the history of the world…so she would get excited and not be nervous about it.

Who am I kidding…all that talk was totally for me. She could really care less.

So we got her out of bed, got her dressed, fed, etc, and talked more about how much fun it would be. The last half hour before we left, she was just running around, flipping back and forth between “I don’t want to go to school” and “are we ready YET?!”

She is so my daughter.

Anyway, we finally get everyone ready, get the girls in their kind-of matching outfits, and head out to her kind-of first day of school.

First day of school

Tears.

My little baby is growing up!

We get to the school (which is this beautiful, old building that actually looks like a real school, and not a shopping mall) park, and go in. We have to sign in at the office, where Sadie makes her first of many friends in the lady who prints the visitor badges. Her speech therapist was in the office, introduced herself, and started introducing us around. I kind of felt like a foreign dignitary or something, the way she was all “Principal Smith, these are the Browns…Sadie is going to be joining us for speech! Mrs. Black, these are the Browns…this is Sadie’s first day!”

One part of my brain was going “I don’t think they’ve ever had parents here before” and the other part of my brain is going “They really love us and want us to be here and want Sadie here and are so excited about my child’s education!”

Honestly, I felt special. The principal was excited to meet me!

Can you tell I was a big ol’ nerd in school?

Anyway, Sadie, of course, charmed every single person she met. She was polite…she said “thank you” when someone gave her a compliment, she introduced herself, she greeted people. She was loving it.

As we walked back to the speech room, we would pass doors and windows and could see that there is a large courtyard/atrium thing in the middle of the school. It contained a lush, beautiful garden that seriously reminded me of the gardens you see in Savannah, that you can only glimpse through the wrought iron gates. The therapist told us that the kids get to go out there and help take care of it as part of their lessons.

I’m pretty sure that’s the moment that I stopped worrying about if we made the right decision on having her go to this school. She could have told me that every parent gets a new car and I would not have been happier.

It just felt so right.

We got back to the speech room, and went over her IEP and her goals. We talked about her specific learning style and our concerns, and went over the basic schedule. Sadie had a great time playing around the room, even though I think she was a little overwhelmed with all of the new toys.

We did find out that she will be the only kid in the session for the time being, which is kind of good and bad. We were hoping that she would be with other kids so that she could socialize, but it might help her get used to school and a classroom if she doesn’t have the distraction of other kids. Apparently, it is likely that other kids will be referred for speech throughout the year and will join her, so we’re looking forward to that.

So, after we finished going over everything, Sadie sat down at the little table with the therapist and we told her goodbye, and headed out. Sadie was looking at us as we were leaving, and watched us until we were out of sight, but never got upset.

I told y’all that child would be fine if I gave her to a perfect stranger in the grocery store.

Mama was not doing quite as well. We walked out, got in the car, and I debated whether or not to ask Kyla if we could just sit there for the next half hour until it was time to pick her up. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to actually leave the premises.

We ended up running some errands, and talked about how weird it was to have her being in school. It really doesn’t feel like she should be this big yet. It seems like just yesterday…

Can’t talk about sweet baby memories right now if I want to finish this post.

So, we went back when it was time, and pulled up to the main entrance, and waited on the therapist to bring her out. I was so happy when I saw her silhouette in the hallway.

And then she comes out the door and is crying. Like, for real, crying.

“I don’t want to go HOME!”

In my head: “Great, this woman probably thinks we beat her…or chain her to the radiator or something”

She really had such a good time that she did not want to leave. They apparently took a little tour of the school, saw the library, went to a few classrooms, and met all kinds of wonderful people.

Sadie apparently sat down in one of the older kid classrooms like she owned the place, and all of the kids were totally in love with her and wanting to play with her. When she left, she said something like “goodbye, my children.”

The whole drive home, she kept asking if we would take her back to school, and we keep promising that she could go back next week, but that wasn’t good enough. So, as soon as we got home, I resolved that I will have to make myself take time out to take her to play dates and find a play group or something since we can’t really start her in preschool right now. Hopefully, we’ll all start getting some much needed social time this fall (now that this stupid weather makes it possible to go outside without dieing).

So, all-in-all, the day turned out pretty well. She had a wonderful time, I didn’t have a nervous breakdown, and we all feel pretty confident that this school thing is going to be pretty awesome.

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Make Your Own Magazine Files from Diaper Boxes

September 1st, 2010

There are lots and lots of things going on right now that I could write about…but honestly, it all requires a lot of deep thought and confession and me vomiting my emotions all over my computer screen…and I don’t want to deal with that right now.

So, I’m going to post a tutorial. On a Wednesday. With pictures! And DIAGRAMS! And exclamation points!!!

Because this is what I do when I’m really stressed. I make shit. Specifically, shit that I think will help me improve my life.

And since making money is kind of illegal, I’m making organizational stuff and pretty stuff for my house.

dyi magazine file holder

I fantasize about having an organized, pretty office space. Currently, my office is a corner of the dining room, and it usually looks like a scene from a movie right after the kids have been left home alone for a weekend and (predictably) had a party that got out of hand.

And when I see my desk every morning when I walk out of my room, I’m usually wearing the same expression as one of those angry parents returning from vacation to a (somehow completely unexpected) disaster of a house.

But that is going to change…and it’s going to change for very very little money.

So, step one is to organize our magazines. They live in piles all over our house and when I want to reference one for some inspiration, I can never find the one I’m looking for. And I know that what I need is a whole bunch of these:

Magazine file holder

But they’re super expensive…like $7 to $25 for ONE. I would totally pay that for some of the cute ones (like the ones in the pic above, from The Container Store, West Elm and See Jane Work)…if I had the money. But I don’t.

What I do have, though, is lots and lots of diaper boxes. Because I made the mistake of going with disposables, and after paying thousands of dollars in diapers over the past three years (not an exaggeration), I wouldn’t throw the boxes out, so that I would feel like something that I paid for did not go out with the garbage covered in poo poo.

I saw great tutorials all over the internet about how to make your own magazines holders from cereal boxes, but they were just really flimsy. If I put more than three magazines in them, they kind of fell apart. Plus, they were barely big enough for the magazines, and I thought they looked a little puny. Diaper boxes, however, are really sturdy, and have lots of folds already in them, and come in lots of different sizes.

Is that enough explanation? Want some instructions? And maybe some pictures? And more question marks?

Here is the diagram of a standard diaper box. I had four boxes on hand and no two were the same size, so this diagram is just done to some general proportions. You can modify it fairly easily according to the size box that you have. And, of course, you don’t have to have diaper boxes…that’s just what I’ve got.

Right, diagram:

DYI Magazine file holder diagram

That’s your box, after you’ve broken it down (completely unfolded it). Or something like your box.

Notice the solid line is anywhere that there is a cut. The dotted line represents folds.

Do you think that I think you can’t read? (more questions marks, yay!)

So, lay your box out flat on the floor or table, and look at the largest panel (there should be two in the same size). Lay a magazine down on top of it and make sure that the panel is at least a quarter to a half inch larger on all sides that the magazine. It’s fine if it’s bigger…just needs to be at least that much larger so that magazine will fit inside.

Then, check out this diagram below.

DYI Magazine file holder diagram

The blue lines are where you’re going to cut. Draw it out with a pencil first, and make sure to work with the folds and cuts that are already there. This will make your life a lot easier. After you’ve drawn it out (with a ruler, yo), you can (should) use a utility knife to make the cuts.

DYI Magazine file holder diagram

These (above) are the shapes you should have after you’ve made your cuts.

Notice that they are not oriented the same way. Technically, they can be oriented the same way, but I wanted to keep the printed side of the box out and the plain side in (so that I wouldn’t have to paint the inside white to cover the diaper logo later). That might be kind of confusing, and if so, sorry. This should maybe clear it up:

DYI Magazine file holder diagram

That’s what the pieces will look like, and how they will eventually make this damn thing.

Here is what my box looked like after I made all of my cuts:

DYI Magazine file holder diagram

And my pieces:

DYI Magazine file holder diagram

I did cut one extra piece that was not on the diagram (sorry…forgot). I just cut off one of the flaps that was not used in the two main pieces. It was a flap that was the same size as the bottom flaps.

So, with everything cut out, I got my trusty glue gun ready and started assembling.

First, I hot glued the pieces for the back together (these are the tall pieces, labeled D in the diagram above).

DYI Magazine file holder diagram

Seriously, just lay ‘em out, add glue to one side, then lay the other side on top of it. Press down, glue dries.

And now, you have this:

DYI Magazine file holder diagram

Then, fold the piece on the left up, so you’re looking at the back side of the front piece (the one labeled C”). Add hot glue, then fold the other side up, and lay the corresponding C piece on top.

You have basically just folded the whole thing up to exactly how it will look finished, except with the bottom open.

It should now look like this:

DYI Magazine file holder diagram

Then, I turned it upside down, and glued the bottom pieces together. Now, with the back and front, my flaps were the exact same size, because I was just using the flaps that were already there on the box. With the bottom, these are two smaller pieces that were cut from the smaller panels of the box (follow that?), so they did not cover each other completely as the other flaps (front and back) did.

This is why I cut the extra piece. After I glued the two bottom flaps together, I glued the extra piece on top of them. This piece covered the entire bottom, and also gives the bottom some extra support).

And here’s my box, all finished:

DYI Magazine file holder diagram

But it wasn’t really so pretty.

So I wrapped it up in some brown craft paper (that I absolutely * l o v e * and use for everything). I just wrapped it like I would wrap a present, but tucked the paper into the hole so it would be long enough that you wouldn’t see the paper ends.

Here, just look:

DYI Magazine file holder diagram

You can see the two diaper box magazine holders I made here (below) on the same shelf with the one I made from the cereal box (it’s the one in the middle). It is cuter in this photo, mainly because of the adorable wrapping paper, but it is a lot smaller (it can only hold National Geographic magazines), and it really needs the diaper boxes on either side to even hold it up.

DYI Magazine file holder diagram

For the next ones I make, I’m going to try to use some fabric so that they’ll be a little more durable, and I’m going to try to add some label/tag holders like in the mass-produced examples earlier in this post. I think that will work much better than the little round hangy tags I’m using now, and will probably make them look a lot more finished. Maybe even cut out some little windows in the fronts?

…And this makes me wonder if I couldn’t make a lot of those little organizer boxes from crap I have laying around (with exclamation points and diagrams, of course)…and for free!!!

DUN DUN DUN…to be continued…

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Fighting Fire with Fire

August 31st, 2010

The other night, me, Kyla and the girls were hanging out around the house, trying to recover from vacation (where I’ve been the past week, fyi) and being sick. Kyla was getting ready to make dinner, Ruby was in her high chair watching him, Sadie was running around the house (as usual) and I was…somewhere (I don’t remember what I was doing…probably nothing).

Kyla and I were talking across the house, as we often do, (probably about nothing) and I walked into the doorway between the kitchen and the dining room just as he was opening the oven door.

And a spark flew out. A SPARK. FIRE WAS SHOOTING OUT OF MY OVEN.

It was really just a single, little spark…so Kyla tells me. But I distinctly remember fire shooting out.

And he jumped back like two feet and the oven door slammed shut.

And I could still see sparks and he was asking me if I saw it, too.

Before I even responded, I was grabbing Ruby out of her high chair. As soon as she was free and safely in my arms, I found Sadie, grabbed her hand, and pulled her to the front door.

Kyla was looking for the fire extinguisher and telling me not to panic. I think I mumbled something about how “moving quickly” when you think your oven is about to explode is not the same thing as panic…it’s just what you’re supposed to do. Did he expect me to just sit there and watch the sparks or something?

So, I’m standing by the front door with the girls and I realize that my key to the front door is in my purse, which is in the kitchen. And I remember that we really need to get a new dead bolt or something that can be opened from the inside without a key.

Kyla is still looking for the fire extinguisher…and we realize that we should really have one of those in a location that can be easily noticed in the event that it is needed.

Really not the time to be coming to these realizations, right?

After a couple of minutes, the sparks go away and we see that the heating element in the bottom of the oven has burned up and broken in two (see photo, above). We google it, determine what has happened, and figure out that our house is probably not about to burn down, and then we start checking prices on fire extinguishers, since we still have no idea where we have put ours.

I’m googling it on my phone, and Kyla is on the computer in the kitchen. We’re talking back and forth about the cost and when he should go to the store to get one (etc etc) and he goes “They’re really not that expensive…maybe we should get two?”

(Me:) “Yeah, that sounds good. Just make sure that you get an adult fire extinguisher. I saw several kiddie fire extinguishers on there for like twenty bucks, and I want to make sure we have at least one for adults.”

(Kyla:) “Kid fire extinguishers? Are you sure you read that right?”

(Me:) “Yeah, they said they were for k i d d i e s

I’m pretty sure he laughed about that for a good half hour. That totally looks like it says “Kiddie,” right?

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Breakfast of Champions

August 25th, 2010

Me: What do you want for breakfast? Cheerios? Yogurt? Cheese toast?

Sadie: Cheerios…and cheese.

Me: How about just some Cheerios? I think we’re out of sliced cheese anyway.

Sadie:
*makes angry three-year-old face, puts hands on hips, stomps around*
NO. Cheerios AND CHEESE
*Then, in a split second, face softens, eyes get really big and doe-y*
…please, Mama? I can have some Cheerios and cheese, please?

Cheerios and Cheese

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A Major Accomplishment And a Whole Lot of Nothing

August 23rd, 2010

If you know me in real life, you may know that I have spent the past two weeks making some major changes in my life.

I’ve mentioned it on the blog, about trying to get healthy and slim down and get in better shape financially…but there are a lot of details that I’m still working on.

So while I’m focusing my attentions on 50 things at once, trying to do a crash course in “finding peace and happiness,” my weight loss seems to have stalled a bit.

I did get down to 135 at some point over the past two weeks, then I turned to food for comfort and got back up to 140, and now I’m back to where I was the last time I posted. So, no inches and details today, because I need to look at this number and get pissed again and really get moving this coming week. I gave myself a week to slack, and now it’s time to get back on track.

McFatty Monday

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Super Savers

August 22nd, 2010

Another week, another tight budget.

And I think I rocked it.

4 items
What I Bought:
(1) Coffee (large)
(1) Pack of diapers
(2) Dressing

Coupons:
(1) $1.50 off two dressings manufacturer coupon
(1) $1.50 off diapers manufacturer coupon

I used some Extra Care Bucks that I had been saving, because we really needed diapers and coffee. And I got the dressing for the in-laws.

Now, I should have gotten all of this for free, but the stupid 20% off coupon came off at the end (after the other coupons and ECBs), even though I gave it to the guy first. I think he screwed it up…of else the coupon was a stupid coupon. I guess I can’t complain too much, though.

TOTAL SPENT: 4.50
TOTAL SAVED: 30.11

(Manufacturer coupons: 3, Store coupons & deals: 16.11)
ECB redeemed: 11
ECB earned: 0

87%…EIGHTY-SEVEN PERCENT…I am so awesome.

6 items
What I Bought:
(3) Packs of diapers
(2) Packs of training pants
(1) Kids’ juice

Coupons:
(5) $1.50 off diapers or training pants manufacturer coupon
(1) $1.50 off diapers store coupon

There was some issue about not being able to use more than one store coupon per transaction or something (LAME), or I would have saved another $3 or $4 bucks…oh well. I still got the special two day sale price on the diapers, which was a huge help to our budget for the week.

TOTAL SPENT: 35.66
TOTAL SAVED: 22.89

(Manufacturer coupons: 7.50, Store coupons: 1.50, Store deals: 13.89)

So, I still saved 38%, which is really not bad with getting so many diapers.

5 items
What I Bought:
(1) Pickles
(1) Tea
(1) Yogurt
(1) Hot Dogs
(1) Toilet Paper

Coupons:
Somehow, my coupons that I thought I used and the coupons the receipt shows that I used don’t add up…so just know that used some kind of coupons.

TOTAL SPENT: 11.13
TOTAL SAVED: 8.57

(Manufacturer coupons: 1.05, Double coupons: .50, Store coupons & deals: 7.02)

44% saved.

9 items
What I Bought:
(1) Pack of batteries 24ct.
(2) Shampoo & conditioner
(2) Juice boxes 8pk.
(4) Plastic totes

Coupons:
(1) $1 off 2 juice box multi-packs store coupon
(2) $1 off juice box 8pk. manufacturer coupon
(1) $.75 off pack of batteries manufacturer coupon

I *heart* Target so much. $1 for two 8 packs of juice boxes…you can’t beat that with a stick. And $9.25 for a 24 pack of batteries is a pretty rad deal, too (especially since we really needed the batteries).

TOTAL SPENT: 18.12
TOTAL SAVED: 6.52

26% saved.

Total Items Purchased: 24
TOTAL SPENT: 69.41
TOTAL SAVED: 68.09
Percent Saved: 50%

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10 Months

August 17th, 2010

I didn’t finish this post, because I suck, but I thought it would be better to post it unfinished than not at all.

Ruby 10 Month Birthday

Child, do you realize that you are ten months old today? 10. T-E-N. That’s two months shy of being a year old. Two months away from your first birthday.

Of course you don’t realize it…you still lack the capacity to understand that the baby in the mirror is, in fact, not another baby (which is precious, by the way…I could watch you play peek-a-boo with that other baby for hours, standing up and then squatting back down to see if the other baby is still there…adorable!)

I’m sure you also don’t realize that this little fact (you being almost a year old) sends your poor ol’ Mama to the edge of a minor meltdown. I say it every month, I know…I cannot believe how fast the time has flown by. It just feels like it is too soon for you to be approaching a year old. Please, please, just slow down a little. I promise, if you’ll agree to not age for a month or so, I’ll give you all of the Cheerios you want.

Ruby 10 Month Birthday

…Not that I don’t do that already. You seriously go through a whole box of Cheerios every three or four days. You LOVE them. You fill your tiny hand full of as many as you can, and then shove them into your mouth as if you think you can inhale them all at one time. Granted, about half of the Cheerios end up in your lap or all in the seat of your high chair, but a good many of them end up in the cute little belly of yours. You just love any food that you can feed to yourself…Cheerios, peas, carrots, whatever. You’re not a huge fan of being fed with a spoon, so you end up eating a lot of canned mixed vegetables and whole grain snacks.

We’re really glad you haven’t started showing signs of being a picky eater yet. We know it is coming, but we’re hoping that your sister hits the age where we can reason with her (read: bribe her with the promise of dessert) before you get to the age where you will only eat bacon and jambalaya and cookies for breakfast. We can really only handle one of you being crazy at a time, so please be considerate of that, k?

Ruby 10 Month Birthday

One of the many things that makes me tear up thinking about you getting close to a year old is that we’ll probably be weaning you soon. I don’t think I have any interest in extended breastfeeding, and I don’t think you do either, so it looks like we’ll be reaching the end of the road on that soon. I always said I would wait for the cues from the child to start weaning, and we’ve actually been a bit surprised with how long you’ve stayed interested. You hate to sit still for long, and you abhor laying in someone’s arms for more than two nanoseconds, so the fact that you’re still into nursing is pretty surprising…and awesome.

I have to say that I’m kind of glad you’re still nursing. I had hoped to nurse to 9 to 12 months, and I really feel like it has helped give you and I more time to develop that closeness that can be difficult to gain with a second child. That time is ours, and you don’t have to share me with anyone else, so I think it has definitely helped cement that bond between us. I feel guilty sometimes that you don’t get that one-on-one time with me and your Daddy that your big sister got as a baby, but I think that our efforts to give each of you your own separate time has worked out well so far.

I will just really miss that time when it’s gone, and it seems to be slipping away more and more. You’ll be walking before we know it, and then you’ll be in preschool and then you’ll be a bratty teenager who listens to terrible music and has crushes on boys with stupid haircuts.

Think hard about that Cheerio deal, please?

Ruby 10 Month Birthday

A quick list of some of your recent accomplishments:

• Clapping (7/27) – You finally have something to do with your hands when you’re excited other than flailing all over the place (which you still do, and which is still adorable)

• Slept all the way through the night (8/8) – midnight to 8AM after falling asleep on your own …I cannot tell you how happy this made me and your Daddy

• Asked us to change your diaper (7/28) – you kept slapping at your diaper and grabbing at it and making weird yelping sounds, and we were trying to figure out what the hell was wrong with you…and then we checked your diaper and changed you, and you were totally fine (I hope this means that potty training will be a breeze with you! *fingers crossed*)

• Stood by yourself (8/6) – Detailed account can be found here

Ruby 10 Month Birthday

Ruby 10 Month Birthday

Ruby 10 Month Birthday

Ruby 10 Month Birthday

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Super Savers

August 15th, 2010

So we started our new budget this week, and it forced me to be a little more crafty than usual. We needed certain items kind of urgently, and there were some really good deals on several things that we use. So, since we had very little in the way of funds, and quite a bit in the way of needs and wants, I ended up taking miss Sadie with me on Saturday and going to four different stores to try to get the best deals on what we needed. It was kind of a hassle, and I was not able to stay within my $29 budget for the day’s shopping, but I still think I did alright. It’s pretty tough to get a full week’s worth of groceries on $29, so I’m reasonably pleased with spending $42 for $90 worth of stuff.

All of my groceries got mixed up in the trunk, so the pictures don’t correspond to the particular stores…which is why all of the photos are up here…just fyi.

15 items
What I Bought:
(4) Coke 2 ltr.
(2) boxes of Cheerios
(2) boxes of instant potatoes
(2) Frozen vegetables
(2) canned biscuits
(2) multi-packs of kids’ yogurt

Coupons:
$1 off 2 Betty Crocker box Potatoes manufacturer coupon
$1 off 2 General Mills cereals manufacturer coupon
$.30 off 2 canned biscuits manufacturer coupon
$.75 off 2 kids’ yogurt multi-pack manufacturer coupon

I had hoped to spend no more than $9 at Kroger, but it didn’t quite work out like that. I had an extra $1.55 in ecoupons loaded on my Kroger card that did not go through (it was my first time using them, and I wasn’t smart enough to check behind her when the cashier told me that they had gone through). Also, I didn’t know about the .88 cent Cokes until I got there, so I didn’t plan to spend that $5…but it was so worth it! Cokes for less than $1 make me giddy.

TOTAL SPENT: 14.19
TOTAL SAVED: 16.48

(Manufacturer coupons: 4.60, Double coupons: .30, Store coupons & deals: 11.58)

So, I saved 54%, and even with my little screw-ups and impulse buys.

8 items
What I Bought:
(1) Multi-pack of crackers
(2) 20lb. bags of cat litter
(4) Packs of deli style lunch meat
(1) Pack of M&Ms (because I needed chocolate…this happens too much)

Coupons:
(2) $1 off lunch meat manufacturer coupon
(1) $.55 off lunch meat manufacturer coupon
(1) $.35 off lunch meat manufacturer coupon
(1) $.55 off multi-pack crackers manufacturer coupon
(2) $1 off cat litter manufacturer coupon

TOTAL SPENT: 10.21
TOTAL SAVED: 19.59

(Manufacturer coupons: 5.45, Double coupons: 1.45, Store coupons & deals: 12.69)

I saved 66%!

6 items
What I Bought:
(1) pack of Cheese slices
(1) butter
(2) Mac & Cheese box dinners
(1) Frozen chicken nuggets
(1) bread

Coupons:
(1) $1 off bread when you buy pack of cheese store coupon
(1) $.55 off 2 Mac & Cheese box dinners manufacturer coupon
(1) $1 off frozen chicken nuggets manufacturer coupon

So I’m a total idiot because I picked up the cheese that was not on sale, which meant I paid $2 more for 4 more ounces (aka, I got so gypped), and I had to buy butter, because my poor husband could not make it one more day without butter, even though it was not on sale anywhere.

TOTAL SPENT: 11.37
TOTAL SAVED: 6.94

(Manufacturer coupons: 2.55, Store coupons & deals: 4.39)

Only 38% here…lame.

1 items
What I Bought:
(1) 8pk. paper towels

Coupons:
(1) $1 off paper towels manufacturer coupon

I finally got to use the rain check that has been hanging out in my coupon folder for months now. Really, I finally got the guts to use it…it was my first time using a rain check. And it felt so good!

TOTAL SPENT: 6.48
TOTAL SAVED: 4.00

(Manufacturer coupons: 1, Store coupons & deals -rain check sale price: 3)
ECB earned: 1

Only 38% here as well…but somehow this 38% makes me feel better than the Publix 38% did…weird.

Totals

Total Items Purchased: 30
TOTAL SPENT: 42.25
TOTAL SAVED: 47.01
Percent Saved: 53%

ECB earned: 1 (equivalent to $1 towards future purchase)

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Dropping the Weight

August 11th, 2010

Being an adult blows most of the time.

Being a parent is pretty awesome, so I dig that part of adulthood. And being a wife is rad…mostly because my husband is legally obligated to deal with my shit, and I’m lucky enough to have one who usually deals with it willingly.

But the rest of adulthood is really not near as fun as I thought it would be when I was 17. Granted, only ten years later, I’m not anywhere near geriatric, but with random hip pains and digestive issues and mortgages, I have definitely lost some of the spark of youth.

This year has been a real crazy year so far, especially in my own head. I am a married mother of two, which is beyond bizarre to me, and I just feel so heavy. Bills and work, schedules and sleep, feedings and diapers, weight gain and marriage, therapies and tests and screenings and IEPs…some days (most days, to be honest) I think there is a chance that the weight of everything that I’m dealing with is just going to crush me into a gazillion tiny pieces. Then Sadie would promptly pick up all of the little pieces one-by-one and put me in a box, and then Ruby would take the box from her and shake it and gnaw on it and then get tired of it, and then the cat would find it and bat at it and toss it around until it was lost in “under the furniture oblivion” with all of my hair ties and pens. And no one would ever find me forever the end.

Exactly.

So, in order to avoid the aforementioned fate and/or a mental breakdown, I realized that this year needed to be a year of getting my shit together…or dropping the weight, both on my body, on my budget, and on the loads I carry with work and my home life.

I’ve done alright with the body weight…thanks in huge part to the motivating and inspiring Blair and her awesome McFatty Monday, and to my amazing friends and family who have been super supportive and encouraging.

The budget, work load and personal load have been quite a bit more challenging.

I’ve been doing the couponing, and that has definitely helped. But the economy has made it tough to be a freelancer (just like it’s made it hard to be an anything these days…except maybe a repo man…oooh, maybe I should look into that as a part-time job), and getting a budget to work when your income fluctuates by 50% or more from month to month has proven to be a very daunting task.

Total Money Makeover

So I did the only logical thing…I spent money ordering a book (actually, two books and two DVDs…it was a good deal on the starter pack) on how to get your finances in shape. I thought it was hilarious that the website did not accept credit cards.

It came in the mail yesterday afternoon, and I read the first book cover to cover by midnight. And I have to say that, although it was super cheesy and there were times when I really wanted to tell this guy to eff off, it really did get me excited about the possibility of becoming debt free. I think that once I read both books and watch the DVDs and get started on my budget and everything, I’ll write something along the lines of a review of it…you know, so you guys can see whether or not you want to borrow it when we’re done (or you can just have it, if I think it’s a bunch of baloney, which is always possible).

In the book, he beats the example of losing body weight being parallel to losing financial weight into the ground…but just for the record, I started writing this post, and had written down my main idea that I wanted to convey, before I got the book in the mail. So there.

As far as my work and personal obligations, I don’t really know where to start on all of that. I like what I do, but I want to do something else. I love my friends and family, and I love my husband and kids, but I feel like I need something else in my life that is just for me…like a hobby.

And then we get back to feeling really old again. Because I just said that I need a hobby.

But really, this is the year that I want to trim the fat. I want to purge the junk that I don’t need in my life, focus on getting back to enjoying the good stuff, and just not having to worry so much about all of the unnecessary crap. I have enough responsibility in life without having to deal with all of the extra weight on my shoulders (and thighs!)

So, maybe more on this thought process later, if any progress is made (or maybe if I end up under the furniture in a drool-covered box with access to a laptop).

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