Don’t cry over … an empty milk container

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Me and the kids

Here’s some milk, mommy … I bought it,

my 10-year-old said as he handed me a container of milk bought at the gas station.

The look on his face almost broke my heart.  I know he’s 10 (actually almost 11) and growing up very quickly.  He only calls me mommy when he’s upset.  He’s grown up in many ways,  but he will always be my baby, just as much as my daughter who is approaching 20.

Sometimes the simple actions of a child who has not yet really had to “face the world” can teach us so much.  Such a small gesture – stopping with his dad on the way to school to buy me some milk; but it taught me, actually reminded me of a lot.  As you see, I have already learned and apparently forgotten this lesson.  I just needed a review.

I shouldn’t let problems at home, fights with my husband, money issues and such be visible to my children. Period. Never!  As a parent, I have been trusted with these two wonderful treasures and it is my job to make sure they grow up happy, healthy and as equipped as I can possibly make them to face the world.  I failed that morning.  I think our roles were slightly reversed.

I was stressed over lack of time, lack of money and plethora of other things.  I was making my breakfast/lunch to take to work and we were out of milk.  I made some offhanded, grumpy comment to the effect of  “I don’t know how I’ll continue to keep food on the table at this rate.”  There’s some truth to that, but we aren’t destitute.  I can buy milk.  However, my son took those comments to heart.  He wanted to help in his own way and make his mom happy.  So, he took his own money earned from watching the neighbor’s dog and asked his dad to stop to buy me milk.  It not only made my day, but taught me a lesson.

It should not be my child’s responsibility to worry about what’s wrong at home.  I should also not cry over an empty milk container.

So, now as I continue this journey I started with last week’s blog, I will add remembering to always remain positive in front of my son to my bucket list of things I want to accomplish.

Until next time ….

Coming tommorrow:  A’Tempting’ Tuesday — My attempt at a new recipe each week.

Confessions of a “Martha wanna-be.” This will be my journey ….

Wow.  It has been a long time since I last blogged, years in fact.  That’s hard to believe because I love to write.  More so, I love to create anything, but life gets in the way…. thus my long hiatus.

I have decided that now is the time to start doing something I want to do…this will be my journey to be the organized, creative and entertaining person I know is inside of me.  I, as is my home, am a work in progress.

I’ve set some goals for myself, some things I want to do in the coming days, weeks, months and even years.  I may be a little old to start with this kind of  venture, but hey… why not??   My children are older (10 and 19), my life has slowed down somewhat and my current career doesn’t require me to exhaust my creative juices during the work week.  I now have the time — and more importantly — the determination to do this.

Let’s start by explaining my title …. Cooking, Crafting and Chaos.  That is my life.  Better yet, maybe my title should just simply be Chaos.  There’s no better way to explain it.  I spend a lot of time taking care of my home and family, going to my son’s baseball tournaments, sending goody boxes to my daughter at college, cooking, trying new recipes, testing the waters of selling Pampered Chef products and playing in my very disorganized craft room.  All wrapped up in one package it is CHAOS.  Chaos is served daily at my house.

I confess, I am somewhat of a “Martha Stewart Wanna Be,” I know with all the negative publicity around her of late, I should probably not admit this. Yes, I want to be like her in some ways. But, I don’t want to be her.  I’d love to have her talent, her drive to do what she enjoys doing and be able to make a living doing that. (Her money wouldn’t hurt either). Although I respect what she has accomplished, I want to be like her minus the jail time and the famed, hardened personality.  So maybe I just want to be my own version of her.  Just call me Martha Shelly 🙂

I’m starting with this blog.  For those of you who know me, you know it will be filled with cooking, crafts and lots of talk about my husband and beautiful children —  All the things I love and yes, lots of just plain chatter.  I’ve spent the last few weeks browsing blogs and YouTube channels and enjoying what so many other people out there have to offer.  I’ve even spent some time revisiting my past blog posts (now posted here).  It has reignited my inner creativity that I could never find time to use.  I can do this.  I’m starting small with goal of posting here at least once a week, and eventually three to four times a week.  Hopefully, making this public will keep me committed. Hopefully, I will also find some readers.

Then, on to harder goals.  I’d love to do a video blog.  This is a big fear, especially for someone self-conscious about everything from her accent (yes I have one) to her graying hair, to the disarray of my home.  It’s so much easier to hide behind your words; to share without being seen. But becoming what I want to be includes conquering some fears.  So, here goes.

I’m looking forward to sharing my journey — including successes and failures — with you.  Let’s do this together.  I have a lot to learn, so be patient. There will be lots of recipes and crafty projects, lots and lots of time spent organizing and beautifying my home and, I’m sure, lots of rambling.  I like to talk.

Until next time…