Armed with Cheesecake and Vodka, World Watch Out, I'm Back!

I read this post over at AlphaMom. Chris then challenged all that read to go and blog about what is making them happy right now about motherhood. This is hard. If she knew what was going on in this household, she would say maybe tomorrow. But as I read her story and I agreed on many points one being, "I am not my child's friend. I am their parent" I feel the same way. You can laugh and have a great time with your kids, but there comes a line that they know that separates the parent from their friends and they respect this line. Anyways, so on to my happiness feeling. My son moved out last week because he did not feel that he had to follow my rules.  Since he was 18 and a senior in high school he felt that he did not have to listen and suffer the consequences for breaking the rules, like keeping the grades up, and being home by curfew. I was very sad and I thought my world was coming to an end.  I cried for days, wanting my child back.  Finally I woke up a...

This is Calvin. He is my cat. He thinks he is a dog. My Daisy Dog, taught Calvin how to growl. When someone knocks at the door, Calvin will run to the door. He is no frady cat. He sleeps on my pillow every night. He is very affectionate and will only eat one type of cat food. Friskies, Seafood Sensations. He says it is better than Red Lobster... I love him more than a mouse loves cheese. Why is it animals will love you forever and never leave?

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Super easy and yummmie! 1 pound ground beef or turkey 1/4 cup chopped onion 1/2 cup ketchup 1/4 cup sour cream 1/2 tsp salt 1/4 tsp garlic powder the flaky refrigerator biscuits butter, melted 2 tbs cook the ground beef/turkey, with onion. Brown and drain, return to pan. Stir in ketchup, sour cream salt and garlic power. preheat over to 375 roll out the biscuits into a 4 inch square. arrange the biscuit on a baking sheet (ungreased). Spoon 1/4 cup of mixture in the center of each square. Fold over the corner of each square to form a triangle. Seal the edges with a fork and cut three 1/2 inch slits on the top of each turnover Bake until golden brown 15-20 minutes and bruch with melted butter.

I'm trying to tone down the servings that I make in this house. It seems that everyone is on a diet. I try, seriously I try. There is one problem, I love to cook and bake and of course I love to eat. I have been trying a few new foods in the house. Have you noticed the price of tomato's? And they are horrible. The worst tomato's so far have been from Bloom. Very sad. Okay where was I? I have this box filled with old recipes. Don't you love finding those types of things at yard sales, or garage sales? I love it. Of course this box came from a yard sale, not past down from generation and if you knew where I grew up you would totally understand. Oh lordy, I forgot to tell you, most overpowering marinade out there, Lawry's lemon pepper marinade. OMG the chicken was delicious but the smell was in my house till the next day, and after a while the smell annoyed my more than a paint smell. No more of that. I have to tell you a story before I forget. I...

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I haven’t been me for the past few days. I have been shocked, rocked and everything in between. I have always loved being a mother and also have believed in a deeper being. Now is when I need that perspective to keep going, and alive. My son has his own agenda. He is 18 and a senior and seems to think that he knows all of the answers, his life has been horrible and nothing can make him come back to the house. My son moved out, and left nothing but chaos in his path I was hurt beyond words and haven’t slept much lately. I lay there thinking of what he says, wondering if he is right. I lay there thinking about my childhood and how horrible it was, how scary it was, how I was running away when I was ten years old because I was so scared. I learned from my experiences and wanted to ensure when I had children, I was not the same mother. I turned out to be a pretty good mother. Yes, I had made mistakes along the way, but as we both grew I learned so much about myself. I was ...