Team

The absolute greatest joy in my life has been being a mom and a wife. Two things I would never trade for the world.  But I spend so much time running errands, cleaning the house, being a mom and wife that I am beginning to feel like no one is on my team.

Maybe I'm exhausted from only getting four hours of sleep a night, in order to get things done. But, I feel completely and urtterly alone and taken for granted lately. 

"I love you" has become as routine as saying goodbye on the phone....and the number one thing I say anymore is, "What do you want me to do?"  Can I get someone on my team? When does someone do something for me???

Doggy Odor

Having three big dogs and the fact we've fostered over 17 dogs in the past year and a half means that...while our house is clean, it also smells of dog.  Here's a new DIY for the week to take care of those problems.

Supplies

 empty spray bottle

water

mouth wash (yeah, that's right mouth wash)

newspaper

In an empty spray bottle combine 

2 parts water to 1 part mouth wash.

spray the mixture onto whatever upholstery is soiled.

Lay newspaper over the sprayed area and let dry. 

The newspaper should absorb the smell completely. If not, repeat the process.

Your cushions may smell minty fresh for a few days, but once that wears off the smell will be gone!

DIY Febreeze $0.15 per container!

Homemade Febreze: What you'll need: 

• 1/8 Cup of fabric softener
• 2 tablespoons Baking Soda 
• Hot tap water 
• Spray bottle 

Combine all in bottle, shake well and use! 

Credit to: When the Dinner Bell Rings

Time to take control

Here I sit, Coca-Cola in hand, cigarettes in the ashtray next to me....

In October of 2007 I was diagnosed with PCOS (Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome).  We tried metformin, unsuccessfully, and also metformin combined with clomid, unsuccessfully. Obviously I am able to have children, I've had two.  We've since put things in perspective and decided to steer away from using any fertility medications. I'm not exactly sure why, but for some reason we just stopped. Maybe it was the painful and utterly horrible menstrual cycles that they caused me (when I actually had one) or maybe it was the nasty mood side effects.  Either way we stopped.

Lately I've been reading more into PCOS and realize that it is not only infertility that it is messing with. My entire health is dependent on caring for myself and treating PCOS rather than letting PCOS control me.  In the past 5 years I have gained nearly 40lbs. Luckily I have stayed at that 40lbs for some time and not gone above it. I'm still yet to hit 200lbs exactly but that's not exactly comforting when I look at myself in the mirror. It's nothing compared to the tole that it has taken on my self esteem, my daily activities, and my marriage.

I need to start looking at this as a real medical condition, not just a barrier to having more children.  To start taking care of my body. I am at risk for heart disease and diabetes just to name a few things. I read this article today and I lost it.  I'm not going to be a victim of anything, I'm not going to be "robbed" of anything. Not if I change the outcome with some life style changes....

Article from The Daily Muse on PCOS


I also saw this today.....

OUCH!

And this one....

Double OUCH!



It's time to do something about this... It's BEEN time..... I need to get back into control.

Do the Damn Thang!

Well classes start on Monday. I am as unprepared as I will ever be, in good old Holly fashion! So if my blog goes even further into oblivion I guess you can assume that I've fallen asleep in one of my text books and the drool has worked as an adhesive and so there I lie!

Law school.... friggin law school! AHHHHHH let's do the damn thang!