Life in the Slow Lane

A few weeks ago at a meeting, we were overwhelmed with TONS of food. But instead of the fancy salads and dips, I gravitated towards these tiny, but oh-so-yummy bites of heaven. They are simple to make, cheap, and easy. Just a word of caution though....they are almost impossible to stop eating!!! I'll call them Pretzel Kisses since I have no clue what they are called Ingredients for one batch: 1 bag of Hershey Kisses, original 1 bag of Snyder's Snaps(plain, not butter!) 1 bag of peanut butter M&Ms Preheat oven to 350 degrees 1 . Line cookie sheet with waxed paper 2 . Fill liner with rows of pretzels. You will need one pretzel for each Hershey Kiss 3 . Place Hershey Kiss on each pretzel.  4 . Put in oven for 4-5 minutes, until Kiss is softened fully, but not melty 5 . Place a peanut butter M&M on top of each Kiss and push down lightly. 6. Refrigerate to cool, then slide off the waxed paper into a bowl. Enjoy! The kids love them, and sneak them out of the refriger

I do. I will admit it without thinking twice. I, Mama, have a dirty filthy mouth. My dad has a filthy mouth too, so I'm going to give him the blame for my condition. Never have I ever said a foul word in front of him though, even to this day. My mom is very different(aka cooler) so she was able to handle it. Gosh, some things my sister says in front of mom nowadays makes me cringe! But I try to be more reserved about it. Apparently, I'm not reserved enough though, because now it's seeping into my boys' vocabularies! My older boy hangs out with my dad often, so he gets the blame for the way he uses his colorful words. But my little one, who just turned 7 over the weekend, well he's surprising me with new words every day! Funny how long ago I thought he'd never speak, but now, watch out! Last week he said: "We were watching YouTube, and the guy said FUCK, but don't worry, I didn't say it!" Ahh, he's so cute! I, being the terrible mama that

Did I take a wrong turn somewhere? There's a fork in my road. What now? Is it worth it? Decisions change everything. Follow my gut. Time will tell. Don't worry about what others say. Easier said than done, folks. I've done my best with this one, I've tried as hard as I could for what feels like a long time. I've had sleepless nights, cried, stressed, yelled. But nothing changes. People and places sometimes just.don't.change. So do I change? Do I change everything I believe in? Dare I conform? No, no, no. Even as I'm typing this I'm shaking my head saying no way. That's not who I am. I was not raised to back down. I stand firm in what I believe. So did I just answer my own blog thought/question? Am I staying on the fork path I'm already on and fighting for it to go my way? I'm so torn. So confused. So unsure. So....tired. I guess time will tell on this one, but not a long time, only a week or so. I guess I'll have to just stick it out b

A few weeks ago, there was a ton of Teacher Appreciation Day/Week stuff going on. They asked kids to vote, write about, talk about teachers they enjoy having. It made me think about the teachers I've had over the years. I remember an assignment in college to thank a teacher we had. I sadly only thought of one teacher I'd thank.  I wrote a  REALLY long letter to a teacher that fostered my love of math. I NEVER HEARD BACK. I know that might sound selfish to ask for a thank you, or even a glad you are doing well, but it pissed me off. So no, I wouldn't thank her again. But if I had to do the assignment now, long after college, I'd thank someone that I really should have thanked long ago. He was the first principal that took a chance on me before I was even out of grad school. I'm guessing he was just pretty desperate for a teacher so late in the summer, but I went for the interview, and left with the teacher editions for all the math classes I'd be teaching in a