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Winter 2018 Knitting Projects

Winter 2018 Knitting Projects

Life’s been funny–sorta. In the meantime,  I’ve been keeping myself busy with much needed reading and of course my new favorite hobby after a day of homeschooling and working at home. I mentioned in my previous post that I started a new hobby and that I started doing it because my grandmother passed away almost a year ago.  Since her passing, I’ve been taking up knitting and crocheting, almost as in remembrance of her.  What started off as a just a thing to try, is really turning into something that I really enjoy! This year, I made a promise to myself that I was going to try knitting projects that I have never done before. This was my list of knitting projects that I posted to my knitting / crochet instagram account.  These are all things that I had never attempted before, but I loved the challenge.  Funny though, my first knitting project was a pair of leg warmers for my baby son. <img> Lately, I’ve created two knit cowls (because one is not enough) and I had extra blanket yarn that I wanted to use up.  This was the first one that worked on, since I had enough blanket yarn left for it. Mr. C. gladly took this one off my hands and started using it right away since it’s so easy to just put on, and not have the extra bulk of scarves that could fall over the floor.  He really liked this one because it can be pulled all the way up (near the eyes) and still not feel very bulky when he wears it.  I thought...

Looking Back on 2017

It’s that time of year again when we look back on our lives (at least this year) and reflect how this year had gone.  I used to hate this time of year, since we can get so nostalgic about the past, but lately I have been very thankful for it.  It does allow me to think about where I was, if I am where I want to be, and what  have I been doing with my time. Saying Hello. Last year, right before the year ended, by 3rd child was born.  It seems odd to start with the end of last year, but I feel that is where it all began.  My 3rd child was my “stop drawing into myself” child.  Slowly, I noticed how doubt, fear, and worry kept creeping back into my life.  Worried that I was going to get sick again.  Not even sure if I was dealing with a chronic illness, but the fear was paralyzing. When he was born, it was a reminder to me that I will do what I have to do to stay healthy, and I will do it for my children.  Not because they need me, but more because I need them.  So that is where the “happiness begins for me.”  I am thankful that he entered into my life, and I was once again able to see what is important for me and my family. Saying Goodbye. Sadly in March, I said goodbye to my only remaining grandmother.  Such a sad affair too since I was unable to attend her funeral.  Holidays doesn’t seem the same as before because...
Away From Blogging and Thensome

Away From Blogging and Thensome

  It has been a while since I posted on my site.  All this time, I’ve tried to figure out where I fit in this blogging world, and what is it I should “focus” on.  However, that just seemed to be my problem.  I just wanted to focus on “something” that after a while, I stopped liking to write and blog. Blogging sure has changed…. Blogging has surly changed since I started back in 2009.  Back in the day — that sounds so old — but anyway, back in the day, blogging was about community.  Reaching out to others and reminding yourself that you’re still in the world.  I always like to think of it as Dr. Seuss book, Horton Hears a Who.  Towards the end of the book, the Who’s have to make as much noise as possible to let people know that they are on the flower, and they want to live.  When I started blogging a long time ago, blogging was for me, as the flower that held the Who’s world. I wasn’t oblivious to the changes that was happening around me though.  Slowly, I saw that the people whom I followed started to look for ways to make money online.  Still that wasn’t me.  I just wanted to “connect” with people.  I enjoyed blogging just for the sure pleasure of writing, and it was a way to decompress my thoughts.  Again, things were changing back in 2014, but I didn’t want to focus on it.  I was just convinced that I needed to find my place in this changing blogosphere.  I wasn’t wrong, but that search would cause...
Pumpkins Galore

Pumpkins Galore

Batch of Pumpkins. Photo Credit: KalleyC  At the end of October our Church held its Annual Halloween Party for the kids. It’s a simple event where the kids dress up, play games, win prizes and see a “magic” show. This year, my daughter went as Saint Tekakwitha, and my son wanted to be a cowboy. So this politically incorrect mother had her children dressed as “Cowboys and Indians.” That wasn’t the plan, but that is how it turned out to be. Normally, I don’t enjoy going to Halloween events.  I’m sure it has something to do with growing up in the City and Halloween seems to be the time of year that people like to cause mischief.  The idea of taking the kids out, in the evening, so close to Halloween bothers me.  Also, I’m more of an All Saint’s Day gal, as I like to celebrate that more.  All Hallow’s Even (Halloween has turned into a cause trouble, spooky night for some members of society.)  We ended up going because this year my husband got of early from work, and he didn’t mind meeting us at the event.  So, off we went. The event was smallish and we were able to see some other people that we knew at our Parish there. Tables and games for safety was set up for the kids, but, the highlight for the kids had to be the magic show. Both my son and daughter was able to take part in the show and have talked nonstop about it since.  I have to hand it to the magician though, he was able to keep...
6 Years of Blogging And Counting….

6 Years of Blogging And Counting….

Six years ago I began to self-hosting my blog.  It was my husband who did all the work, but since I started blogging (2009 – off and on to 2011 to most of the time), this corner of the web has been mine.  A lot has changed about me since I started blogging. When I first started I was a mom of one, and I just started to become a stay at home mom.  After so many years of working, I didn’t know what to do with myself.  I had this new life to take care of, and I had a new “me” to define. At first I started writing about my day to day life, and eventually that turned into the things that I enjoy and escapism.  I blogged about things that I was trying, and my life at home.  Still I wasn’t satisfied.  Deep down I wanted to write about my faith, but something was holding me back. Eventually, I began to write about what made me happy (my Faith and God) but I quickly realized that those who wanted to follow my journey will, and those who don’t…won’t.  I’ve read some awesome blogs, and was invited into the lives of other people.  For that I briefly found my community, and was thankful for the many blog-friends that I have met along the way.  Some continued to blog, others no. Fast forward to today, and I can clearly see that I am  not the same mom that I was years ago. I don’t care much for makeup, I like my days simple, and I have found a...
A Tired Mom’s Prayer

A Tired Mom’s Prayer

As mothers, we are always tired about something.  But even in our exhaustion, we are not to lose our humor.  Here is a  tired mom’s prayer.  Hopefully you can relate. A Tired Mom’s Prayer Dear Lord, I would ask you to grant me peace, but I am be afraid it could be everlasting peace, so I won’t go there.  Instead Lord, I am going to ask for solace. Please don’t mistake me, I’m not miserable with my lot; I am tired. I’m sure you are already aware of my schedule, sleep for maybe 4-5 hours, get things done, and be entertaining. While this is the work that all parents do, there are many ups, and downs and too many…”Oh my!”  I would think as my daughter (aka the most wonderful gift in the world) gets older, sleep won’t be that elusive. Hahaha joke’s on me again. (little did I know two additional gifts will keep sleep elusive) If you can’t grant me solace, at least allow me to handle caffeine. It’s so not fun to scrape myself off the wall along with my daughter (now 3 children) because I caved in and drank a half cup of coffee. For the sake of my husband’s sanity, I’ll stay away. But I really do need a natural replacement. Speaking of sanity, it would be nice to finally locate mine. I know it was funny to have me “lose” it 2 1/2 years ago (update: its been 9 years..wow!), but this is a long standing joke that I’m sure only you find funny (okay, my family does too…but it has to be...
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