8 Things No One Tells You About Marriage  

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I got married and started a family much earlier than most of my friends, and because of that quite a few of them are just now starting to get into serious relationships. I try not to offer advice or stick my nose into anyone's business, so you know if I share something it is for a really good reason. PLEASE, guys, read through this article and commit it to memory.

This is an article from WebMD and the original can be found here.

8 Things No One Tells You About Marriage

WebMD Feature from "Redbook" MagazineBy Ylonda Gault Caviness

The surprising, enlightening, and sometimes hard truths we all face after marriage, and how they teach us about what love really means.

"...And they lived happily ever after."

You're smart. You know life is no storybook. But admit it: Somewhere deep in your subconscious lurk romantic visions of Cinderella, or maybe Julia Roberts. The images may be sketchy and a little outdated, but you can still make out the silhouette of the bride and Prince Charming riding off into the sunset.

In real life, sometimes your Disney fairy tale ends up feeling more like a Wes Craven horror flick — and you're the chick who keeps falling down and screaming for her life. I've been there. Let's face it, marriage is not for the faint of heart. You want to believe your pure love for each other will pull you through. And it does. But it ain't always pretty.

That may sound grim. But here's a secret: Sometimes it's the least romantic parts of marriage that have the most to teach you about yourself, your partner, and the nature of love. Read on for some simple truths that will unlock the surprising treasures and pleasures in your imperfect, unstorybook, real-life love.

1. You will look at the person lying next to you and wonder, Is this it? Forever?
When you get married, you think that as long as you pick the right guy — your soul mate — you'll be happy together until death do you part. Then you wake up one day and realize that no matter how great he is, he doesn't make you happy every moment of every day. In fact, some days you might wonder why you were in such a hurry to get married in the first place. You think to yourself, This is so not what I signed up for.

Actually, it is. You just didn't realize it the day you and your guy were cramming wedding cake into each other's faces, clinking champagne glasses, and dancing the Electric Slide. Back then you had no idea that "for better and for worse" doesn't kick in only when life hands you a tragedy. Your relationship mettle is, in fact, most tested on a daily basis, when the utter sameness of day-in/day-out togetherness can sometimes make you want to run for the hills. That's when the disappointment sneaks in, and maybe even a palpable sense of loneliness and grief. It's not him. It's just you, letting go of that sugarcoated fantasy of marriage that danced in your eyes the day you and your beloved posed in all those soft-focus wedding photos. You're learning that marriage isn't a destination; it's a journey filled with equal parts excitement and tedium.

Waking up from a good dream to face the harsh morning daylight may not seem like a reason to celebrate. But trust me, it is. Because once you let go of all the hokey stories of eternal bliss, you find that the reality of marriage is far richer and more rewarding than you ever could have guessed. Hard, yes. Frustrating, yes. But full of its own powerful, quiet enchantments just the same, and that's better than any fairy tale.

2. You'll work harder than you ever imagined.
Early on, when people say, "Marriage takes work," you assume "work" means being patient when he forgets to put down the toilet seat. In your naiveté, you think that you will struggle to accommodate some annoying habit, like persistent knuckle cracking or flatulence.

If only it were that easy. Human beings, you may have noticed, are not simple creatures. Your man has mysterious, unplumbed depths — and from where he sits, you're pretty complicated, too. You have to learn each other the same way that you once learned earth science or world geography. And getting married doesn't mean you're done — it just means you've advanced to graduate-level studies. That's because every time you think you've mastered the material, he'll change a bit. And so will you. As two people grow and evolve, the real work of marriage is finding a way to relate to and nurture each other in the process.

"It's like losing weight," says Andrea Harden, 45, of Buffalo, NY. "You want it to be a one-time deal. You lost it, now just live. But then you learn it's a lifestyle. That's marriage. The effort is a forever thing." So don't be too hard on yourself — or him — on those days when you feel like you're struggling through remedial math.

3. You will sometimes go to bed mad (and maybe even wake up madder).
Whoever decided to tell newlyweds "Never go to bed angry" doesn't know what it's like inside a bedroom where tears and accusations fly as one spouse talks the other into a woozy stupor until night meets the dawn. If this scenario sounds familiar, I've got three words for you: Sleep on it.

You need to calm down. You need to gain perspective. You need to just give it a rest. I've found that an argument of any quality, like a fine wine, needs to breathe. A break in the action will help you figure out whether you're angry, hurt, or both, and then pinpoint the exact source. Maybe the fight that seemed to erupt over the overflowing garbage can is really about feeling underappreciated. Could be you're both stressed out at work and just needed to unload on someone. Taking a break will help you see that, and let go. Or maybe you really do have a legitimate disagreement to work out. Without a time-out, sometimes a perfectly good argument can turn into an endless round of silly back-and-forth, rehashing old and irrelevant transgressions as you get more and more wound up.

Even when you do manage to stay focused and on topic, there are some fights that stubbornly refuse to die by bedtime. And if you stifle your real feelings just to meet some arbitrary deadline, your marriage will surely be the worse for it. "This was a huge lesson for me," says Andrea. "As women we've been trained to make nice. But the whole kiss-and-make-up thing just to keep the peace was eating me up inside. I'd let things build up inside me until I just exploded. Now I wait a while to get hold of myself — let the emotions settle a bit — and state my position. Even if that means reopening the fight the next day."

4. You will go without sex — sometimes for a long time — and that's okay.
There are few men in the Western world sexier than my husband. And I don't say this because I know he may read this article. I've seen women checking him out when they think I'm not looking. (Honestly, ladies, you don't have to sneak a peek. I don't mind if you stare.) That said, there are times that I just don't feel like having sex — often for reasons that have nothing to do with Genoveso. (See? Even his name is sexy.) I can't lie and say this is always okay with him. But the fact is, there are also plenty of nights when he's not in the mood. So maybe a few days go by when we don't do it. And then a few more. And...

Sexless periods are a natural part of married life. A dry spell isn't a sign that you've lost your mojo or that you'll never have sex again. It just means that maybe this week, sleep is more important than sex. (I don't know about you, but between work, 3 a.m. feedings, the PTA, soccer, T-ball, and everything else, I sometimes crave sleep the way a pimply, hormonal adolescent longs to cop a feel.)

And don't kid yourself; no one in America is doing it as often as popular culture would have you believe. Instead of worrying about how much you think you "should" be having sex, keep the focus on figuring out your own rhythm. "I used to think, What's happened to us? We always used to be in the mood," says 35-year-old Kim Henderson of Oakland, CA, who's been married for five years. "Now I know better. Life happens. My husband just started a new job. He has a long commute, and we have two small children. I think we're good."

The key is to make sure that even if you're not doing "it," you're still doing something — touching, kissing, hugging. Personally, my heart gets warm and mushy when my husband rubs my feet after a long, tiring day. He may not be anywhere near my G-spot, but that little bit of touch and attention keeps us connected even when we're not having spine-tingling sex.

5. Getting your way is usually not as important as finding a way to work together.
I can be a bit of a know-it-all. There, I said it. It's really not my intention to be hurtful or brash with people I love. It's just that a lifetime of experience has taught me that in most areas, at most times, I am right about most things. What shocked me several years into my marriage, though, was the realization that the more "right" I was, the more discontented my husband and I were as a couple. See, oddly enough, throughout his life Genoveso has been under the misguided impression that he's right most of the time (go figure!). So we'd lock horns — often. That is, until I learned a few things.

Namely, that when it comes to certain disagreements, there is no right or wrong — there is simply your way of looking at things and your husband's. "I used to be very black-and-white earlier in our marriage," says Lindy Vincent, 38, who lives in Minneapolis. "Now I see that I'm not all right and my husband is not all wrong. There's more gray in life than I thought, and that's taught me patience and the value of compromise."

The more I get to know and appreciate my husband for who he is, the more I respect his positions. That doesn't mean I always agree with him. But I can see the value in striking a balance that satisfies us both. And instead of harping on how wrong he is, I can usually swallow the verbal vitriol and simply say something like, "I see your point" or "I hadn't considered that." After I sincerely acknowledge his view, it seems to become easier for him to hear mine. And because I know I'm being heard, most of the time now, I don't even want to prove how right I am anymore. Funny how that works, isn't it?

6. A great marriage doesn't mean no conflict; it simply means a couple keeps trying to get it right.
Maybe you think that because of my newfound wisdom, Genoveso and I never fight anymore. Ha! As important as it is to strike a balance, it's also important to have a big, fat fight every now and then. Because when you fight, you don't just raise your voices; you raise real — sometimes buried — issues that challenge you to come to a clearer understanding of you, your man, and your relationship. I wouldn't give up our fights for anything in the world, because I know in the end they won't break us; they'll only make us stronger.

7. You'll realize that you can only change yourself.
Ever seen the '80s sci-fi cult classic Making Mr. Right? When the stylish heroine, played by Ann Magnuson, is hired to teach a robot how to act like a human, she seizes the chance to create a perfect guy. A hotshot commercial whiz, she uses her marketing prowess to shape John Malkovich's android character into her personal version of the ideal man — sensitive, eager to please, and willing to listen.

There is a bit of that makeover fantasy in all of us — something that makes us believe we can change the person we love, make him just a little bit closer to perfect. We may use support and empathy or shouts and ultimatums, but with dogged conviction we take on this huge responsibility, convinced we're doing the right thing.

Whatever our motives, the effort is exhausting. Transforming a full-grown man — stripping him of decades-old habits, beliefs, and idiosyncrasies — is truly an impossible task. And you will come to realize, sooner than later if you're lucky, that it is far easier to change the way you respond to him.

Here's a perfect case in point: "I used to go off on my husband because he didn't empty the sink trap when he cleaned the kitchen," says Kimberly Seals Allers, 36, of Bay Shore, NY. "It got me nowhere; my rants only made him resentful. Now I come home and when the kitchen looks clean, I'm like, 'Cool, now all I have to do is empty the sink trap.'"

8. As you face your fears and insecurities, you will find out what you're really made of.
I've got issues. Trust issues. Control issues. And others, I'm sure, that I've yet to fully discover. I guess I've always known I wasn't perfect. But in more than a decade of marriage, I've been smacked upside the head with the cold, hard evidence.

There were clues when Genoveso and I were dating, especially with the trust thing. Early on, I was supersuspicious of him. He used to say things like, "I'll call you at 8." Then, just to try to trip me up, he'd call at 8. I knew he was up to something, I just couldn't figure out what. The same kinds of experiences followed after the wedding. Except occasionally he would actually mess up. And I had no sense of scale when it came to rating his offenses; everything was a major violation. Whether he teased me about a new haircut or came home late, I seethed for days and even let thoughts of divorce creep into my head. I figured, if he loved me — really and truly — this stuff wouldn't happen.

I'd like to be able to say that this irrational behavior lasted only a few months and I eventually worked it out. Kind of, sort of, is closer to the truth. After years of looking deeply into my soul and talking to good friends and the best sister a girl could ever have, I've come to recognize certain things about myself. Not to get all Dr. Phil about it, but I've had to examine my history with an emotionally distant dad and a strong-willed mom and face up to all the ways, both good and bad, that those relationships have affected how I approach my marriage.

I still struggle as a work in progress. But I am completely clear in the knowledge that many of the deepest frustrations in your relationship are an opportunity for you to confront yourself. That can be difficult to accept — after all, it's so much more comforting to keep a running tab of your hubby's deficits and tell yourself that his failings are the only thing standing between you and a better marriage. But if you let it, this bumpy journey toward self-awareness can be one of the more fulfilling rewards of a committed, long-term relationship — you'll learn to love your quirks and be compassionate toward yourself, just as you're learning to do with him.

That's the strange beauty of marriage: It's full of hard times and hard lessons that no one can ever prepare you for. But in the end, those are the things that give richness to your life together — and make your love even deeper and stronger than when it began.


Posted by Amber R

DH brought home a case of cucumbers and bell peppers, so here is today's project to perserve the cucumbers. If anyone has any ideas for the bell peppers, please share!

15 cups sliced pickling cucumbers
3 onions, thinly sliced
1/4 cup coarse salt
4 cups cracked ice
2 1/2 cups cider vinegar
2 1/2 cups sugar
3/4 teaspoon turmeric
1/2 teaspoon celery seed
1 tablespoon mustard seeds

1Combine cucumbers, onions, salt and ice in a large bowl.
2Mix well.
3Put a weight on and allow to stand 3 hours. (For a weight, I use a plate with a gallon bottle of vinegar or water on top of it).
4Drain thoroughly.
5Combine vinegar, sugar, turmeric, celery seed and mustard seed in a large pot.
6Add drained cucumbers.
7Place pot on medium low heat.
8Bring almost to a boil, but DO NOT ALLOW TO BOIL.
9Remove from heat.
10Seal in sterilized jars, 10 minutes in a hot water bath.

Black Friday Ads  

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Just a warning to all of you who are looking at shopping on black friday: the deals are NOT that good. While there are a few worth mentioning, most of these items can be found throughout the year at a similar or lower price. Be cautious of the "shopper hype" that these stores build up. If you do go, do so with a list in hand and STICK TO IT.

2008 wrap up (cause I'm gonna be busy next month)  

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I always do a yearly wrap up towards the end of December, but there will be no time for it this year. We are moving my mother in law up here and things will be way too chaotic. So even though it is a month early, here goes.

Ode to my vehicle:
I love you. No, I really do. You have dealt with spit up, throw up, being peed in, my lousy attempt to clean your carpet and my oh so picky ways with what fluids go in you. You have been a joy. Everyone said I was making a "horrible decision" when I bought you early this year, but you held strong. You have handled THREE incredible round trips from mid-Missouri to Houston, along with a one way trip as well. You have also survived last minute emergency excursions to Indiana, Illinois, and St. Louis without so much as a hiccup. Thank you for showing me that I DO have what it takes to pick a vehicle on my own. I will have you paid off in a few short months and you will be with me for a very long time.

To my children:
You have made me laugh, scared the crap out of me, and taught me even more that I can love more than I ever imagined. Everyday with you is a blessing and I am grateful to have you in my life. Keep growing, learning, and doing your silly little things that keep me laughing and on my toes.

To my husband:
Last year's wrap up did not end so well... all I had to say was that I hoped this year would go better than the last for us. I can honestly say it has. We have re-built what we had and have made it stronger than I ever could have imagined. We trust each other more than I ever thought possible, and you are finally my best friend again. Thank you for showing me that love CAN conquer anything and thank you for being humble enough to work on this relationship with me. I can't wait to look you in the eyes and renew our vows on our anniversary next year. I love you, sh.

To my biological family:
What can I say? I hope you are all well and hope your grapevine does not produce sour grapes. I love all of you, and hope in time some of you will mature. If not, I continue to wish you only the best in everything you do.

To my friends:
Once again, thank you for being there for me when "family" was not. I look forward to another wonderful year together, and in particular I look forward to spending much more time with one of you who will be closer next year. You guys have supported me, encouraged me to chase my dreams, and kept me laughing when all I felt like doing is crying. You have brought me through once again.

To my sister:
Last year you were a lifesaver for me, and I will never forget that... EVER. We have drifted apart some, but I still love you. I am so glad you have her back and PROTECT HER NO MATTER WHAT. No matter what anyone says, that is the ONLY thing that is important. I am always here for you. Oh, yeah, one more thing. IT DOES GET EASIER. I promise.

To my schoolwork:
You suck. Just had to throw that in there. ;)

Thanks for bearing with me, and I hope everyone has had a productive of a year as I have.

Did you know...  

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Princess came running up to me today yelling "MOMMY MOMMY there's white bugs on my window!!" I am trying to figure out what kind of white bugs could survive 15 degree weather as I go into her room. Lo and behold, there is SNOW falling outside. Yes, snow. Not white bugs. I tried to explain this to her, but she did not understand and kept on telling me that when ice freezes it makes ice, NOT white stuff. Poor child. This is what I get for attempting to raise them in Texas. At least up here she will actually be able to see that there is weather beyond HOTTER THAN HELL and RAIN.

Gift Card Giveaway!  

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My Precious Pennies has another awesome giveaway going on! You can win a $50 gift card to WalMart courtesy of BoxTops4Education.

Just a reminder...  

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Make sure you check out the different giveaways I post here for you guys to check out! I delete them as soon as they are over, so if they are here they are still going on. I just won a beautiful set of notecards at the giveaway I blogged about from My Precious Pennies and VPG! :)

Good hot dog  

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I was attempting to work on my thesis paper earlier when I hear three kids busting out laughing in the dining room. Uh-oh. This spelled trouble. I go in there to find the dog, covered in grape jelly from head to toe ON MY TABLE. I mentally tell myself NOT to go into panic mode EVEN THOUGH the table cloth is in the washing machine and I have light carpet. STAY CALM.

Me: OK, why is the dog covered in grape jelly?
Little Dude: YUM!
Princess: Well, Mom, you see... it really is quite simple. He jumped into the fridge, got into the jelly and wanted to sit on the table.
Me: *rolls eyes* Tomboy, what happened?
Tomboy: Me do it! He make GOOD HOT DOG!

At this point she gets to laughing so hard she can't stand up, the dog gets tired of being a potential snack and takes off into the other room, and Little Dude chases after him saying "Wait. Yum. Nack! (baby talk for snack)". I have grape jelly from my kitchen to my dining room to my living room and ending under my bed. Lovely. Thank goodness I have a carpet cleaning machine! :)

Disclaimer: My kids would really never try to eat the dog, or at least I don't think they would. He is just a wonderful play mate that will let them do whatever they want to him. Or maybe it was just his elaborate ploy to get another bath. That dog loves the tub!

It was Romeo  

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Tomboy is 2 years old and likes to tinker with everything. I kept on having to get the screwdriver back from her yesterday... she seemed to find it no matter where I put it. Today the kids are eating dinner and princess's chair fell apart, and the table promptly followed. Tomboy started laughing so hard she was laying in the floor. After getting Princess calmed down (she was just scared, not hurt), I looked at the table. Nothing broken, just all loose screws. VERY loose. I asked Tomboy if she did it. "Me no do it! Omalo did it!" Omalo is what she calls Romeo, our dog. He is a four pound Yorkie and there is no way he is that handy with a screwdriver. I told her he couldn't have done it, so she grinned and said "Daddy did it!". Daddy hasn't been home in over a week. Next. "Mommy... YOU do it." She is laughing so hard by this point that she has snot coming out of her nose. I finally gave up on trying to get her to admit it, talked to her about how we shouldn't take things apart, and sent her to the other room while I cleaned up. I asked Princess if she knew Tomboy had been doing that. Her response was "No, but she was pretty mad at me yesterday. Think I need to watch my step around her!" LMAO. Life is never boring with these kids around.

Wrapping presents  

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We started wrapping Christmas presents today since we are taking them down for family at Thanksgiving. Oh, the fun. Dog freaks out when tape is put on him, so Little Dude chases him with the tape. Princess has to help and every piece has to be just so and she just doesn't get why everything can't be wrapped in pink with glitter. Tomboy tried to steal the scissors more time than I can count to "cut brother's hair" and she also wanted me to wrap her and ship her to China. She wouldn't tell me why she chose China, either. Princess then decided it was her duty to de-tape the dog (a Yorkie with long hair) which ended in the dog crying, Princess yelling, Tomboy rolling on the floor laughing, and Little Dude attempting to stick all the tape back on the dog. Don't you just love chaos?

You'll infect it  

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Warning: TMI ahead

Tomboy is finally getting to where she is potty trained. She got a horrible diaper rash and I just told her she couldn't wear diapers anymore... she had to use the big girl potty. She rolled her eyes and hasn't had a single accident. Go figure. This is the conversation she had with her sister in the bathroom earlier:

Princess: Let me wipe your butt.
Tomboy: You're a butt.
Princess: Please let me wipe it. It's dirty.
Tomboy: NO!!!
Princess: But it's icky. It needs to be wiped. Let me do it.
Tomboy: You're not touching my butt. You'll infect it!

I just about spit out the drink I had in my mouth. Kids say the funniest things.

Octopus Mom  

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This is something that I found on My Semblance of Sanity today. If you have never visited her blog, you should! She is a super talented lady with a big heart. This is one of her children's books that she has written. She has some very cute pictures to go with it as well.

Dear Journal,
I think I have an Octo-mom. There is no other explanation. She is always getting more done than seems humanly possible. The woman’s got tentacles, I just know it. I haven’t caught her using them but it is just a matter of time. I need to gather more evidence.
Dear Journal, me again,
I am hiding under the covers supposed to be going to sleep. Minutes ago while she was helping with my math homework, my mom also fed the baby, painted her toenails and paid some bills. I was sitting right there for crying out loud! I saw nothing. She is one sneaky cephalopod!
Dear Journal,
Today was my mom’s birthday. I drew her an underwater picture at school. When I gave it to her she said, “Thank you, I love the ocean!” Hmmmmmmmmmmm. And, if that wasn’t enough, Dad took her out for dinner … THE SEAFOOD BUFFET! She smelled fishy when she kissed me goodnight. (Yuck!) I can only imagine how much an octopus can eat. ----------------------
Dear Journal,
I am setting my alarm for 6am to try and get a peek at how my mom gets her chores done every morning. Maybe I will catch her in the act. Maybe an extra arm will slip out. Maybe?
Hi Journal,
I hit the snooze button this morning and almost missed the bus so I didn’t have any time to spy on my mom. But when I got home there was a new flowerbed planted by my playhouse. My mom said she had some “help.” I am picturing that – I bet her helpers had suction cups! ----------------------
Dear Journal,
I am freaking out about his Octo-Mom thing. I was just thinking…if my mom is an octopus…what am I? What about my dad? Oh dear, I think I am going to need another journal.
Just Me, Journal,
She outdid herself today but not a single suction cup was spotted! We had company for dinner and the dishwasher broke. My mom washed all the dishes, took time to have tea with the guests, checked my homework, bathed my brother and put us to bed. I am tired just thinking about it. I guess octopuses have a lot of energy. Ugh! Good Night.
Dear Journal,
My mom wore a poncho today. She’s not really all that stylish so I am a little more suspicious than usual. She’s definitely hiding something! (or somethings)
Dear Journal,
Today my class went to the library and browsed the non-fiction section. I picked an ocean book and read that octopuses change color and shoot ink when they are mad. Whoa! Ink. My mom turned bright red when I showed the mailman where I got my shot but I didn’t see any ink. Nope. No ink.
Dear Journal,
Today I fell off my bike. My mom dropped the groceries to come help me up. She carried me inside and bandaged my knees. With eight legs you’d think she would have gotten the groceries put away, too. Hmmmmmmmmm. She’s slacking.
Dear Journal,
My teacher asked my mom to make cupcakes for the bake sale. I watched her put it on the calendar. she realized she was also making granola for my soccer snack the same day. She smiled and grabbed some ingredients from the pantry. I guess it’s not a difficult task…if you’ve got eight extra arms!
O.K. Journal,
This is hard work. I’m starting to wonder if I’ll ever prove my mom’s an underwater sea creature. She hugs like she has eight arms but I have only ever seen two.
Dear Journal,
Today at school I read that octopuses are completely deaf. I am stumped because this is not the case with my mom, she hears everything! Even when she is talking on the phone. Gasp. I wonder if her friends are octopuses, too.
Dear Journal,
At dinner my mom told my dad that while the baby slept she dusted the whole house “from floor to ceiling.” My human mom can’t reach the ceiling but I guess an “octo-mom” can.
Dear Journal,
My mom and I just read a book together. Snuggling with her makes me feel sleepy. I think I read that Octopuses are cold blooded but my mom felt cozy warm. I didn’t see any tentacles either…and I was looking.
Dear Journal,
This is the last page and I still haven’t solved the mystery. IS MY MOM AND OCTOPUS? I guess it doesn’t make a difference. She is still my mom.
Even if she is an octopus – she is MY octopus and I love her, all of her!
P.S. Wait aliens could have lots of arms. Could my mom be an alien? Oh no! Now I really need a new journal!



Posted by Amber R

On the menu tonight: fresh apples, long grain rice, steamed california vegtables with garlic butter, and broccli and cheese. Yum.

Apples: clearance for 31 cents a pound
Long grain rice: coupon with store sale at Murfins 11 cents
California Veggies: Angel Food
Broccli and Cheese: coupon with store sale 81 cents

Operation Organization  

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Blame it on the pregnancy, blame it on the chaotic holidays approaching, blame it on the insanity of having this many kids and attempting my law degree at the same time... blame it on the moon if you want. Regardless, I am on a rampage to get this house TOTALLY organized before Thanksgiving. Topic of the day: the deep freeze and regular freezer. My fridge doesn't get used much, so it stays organized, but with all of the stocking up I have done lately my deep freeze looks like a bomb went off! Can anyone give me tips or input on how to best get it organized and utilize the space the best? HELP PLEASE!

Works For Me Wednesday: Homemade Chicken Broth  

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This is my first try at a Works for Me Wednesday post. The topic I have chosen is homemade chicken broth. With the holidays fast approaching, I sat down to make my list and realized that over the next two months we would need a minimum of 8 cans of chicken broth. That's a lot of money to a frugal mommy! We were making King Ranch Chicken that day, and I decided to see how much chicken broth I could make just using from the one chicken that we were going to boil that day. I was amazed. For just a little bit longer cook time and throwing the bones into the pot instead of the trash, we were able to freeze the equivalent of 4 cans of chicken broth. It took very little effort, and saved us money. I just cooled it, took the fat off the top, and froze it in 2 can portions. Another added bonus... none of the nasty added salt! :) Works for me!

Dillon's Trip  

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I went to Dillon's (part of the Kroger chain) yesterday. I had my list set up all nice and neat, and wouldn't you know it... there were all kinds of great deals to mess my numbers up! ;) I didn't complain though! Here's what all I got:

six 8 packs of Go-Gurt
six pounds of Jimmy Dean Sausage
two containers of liquid Purex laundry detergent
three nail saver sponges
one Macaroni Grill pasta dinner
one Betty Crocker coconut pecan icing
one Betty Crocker chocolate chip cookie mix
one Live Active brown sugar and pecan oatmeal
one Colgate Total Whitening toothpaste
one loaf of Sara Lee bread
two Pillsbury crescent rolls
one Pillsbury cinnamon rolls

Grand total: a whopping $24.02 including tax

Right at Home gift pack  

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If you are one of the first 20,000 to respond, you can get the new Right at Home gift pack here.
1 Ziploc® Brand Fresh Produce Bag with Moisture Vents
1 Ziploc® Brand Easy Zipper Storage Bag
1 Ziploc® Brand Snack Bag
1 Ziploc® Brand Zip 'n Steam™ Microwave Steam Cooking Bag
1 Ziploc® Brand Snap 'n Seal Container

In addition, you’ll receive $8.50 worth of coupons for Ziploc®, Glade®, Pledge® and Drano® products.


Posted by Amber R

This blog started out as a place for me to put a few funny stories and memories to share with friends and family. Then I started posting a deal or sweepstakes here and there, and it has evolved to a mind blowing number of hits. Since I have had a recent upswing in the number of readers, I have decided to update the layout and look of this blog. I will also try to post more often and share some of the great deals I have found. If you have anything in particular you would like to see, please let me know and I will try to incorporate it.

A light...  

Posted by Amber R

It amazes me that when things SEEM to be at their worst, a light shines through. I was stressing really bad today over money. I checked my mail this evening almost in tears, and was shocked at what I found. My "little bit here" and "little bit there" on rebates is REALLY paying off. I had a grand total of $88.99 in rebate checks and a prepaid visa in my mailbox from different rebate deals I had done in the last month or two. I was shocked. When I do these deals, it doesn't seem like much, but when it all rolls in at once it is amazing how it adds up. I spent MUCH less than that total because my out of pocket budget is $20 a month and I have yet to go over it. Thank you to everyone who shares these awesome deals... you helped light up my whole month!


Posted by Amber R

Where I grew up, there was no such thing as fall. You had hot as hell summer, pretty hot summer, winter, and then the process repeated. I have been amazed this year watching the trees turn vibrant colors. It is absolutely stunning. I am so glad we have relocated. Our kids are actuallyg going to grow up knowing the 4 seasons!