Book in the making...

So, I've been told by a friend that my stories of motherhood and my kids are so darn funny, that I must right a book. She's right, as a mom of four, I really do have countless funny stories and oh, the things my kids have said. Tonight at dinner, out at a local burger joint, we were eating and going about dinner, relatively without a hitch. Suddenly, something irritated Jonas, (I'm sure I told him no for something or another). He proceeded to give me a nasty 4-year old look and raise his elbow to me. This is of course, his way of gearing up to slug me, only he's always been smart enough to NOT actually do it! As he backed off, and headed back to his seat, I calmly took a sip of my beer and looked across at my dear friend Ros (the one who wants me to write the book) and simply stated..."some days, there's just not enough beer in the world." Aha! My book title....

Motherhood: There's not enough beer, or binkies in the world!

Pictured above, the fore mentioned Jonas, only happy and smiling...no nasty 4 year old look or elbow!

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Feeling a little salty...

It may not look like I'm feeling a little salty in this picture, but I was. It's June, and summer vacation had just started. All the chaos of May had me feeling a little tired, and I was experiencing what I thought was mild back pain from sciatica. I had noticed a few spots on my back and leg that looked like bug bites. Savannah was over, and we were about to head out to the pool when she noticed a crazy rash on my leg. She FaceTimed my mom, who said it looks like shingles?!?! John didn't agree and thought there was no way. Savannah insisted I go to urgent care. What do you know...I did have shingles. As soon as I mentioned how busy my month had been, that I was a teacher, had a Senior graduating, etc. The doctor said stress is one of the biggest causes of shingles. I was lucky this sweet girl of mine made me go get checked out. I was able to start meds and caught it early. I did not have time for shingles! Hence the saltiness. That same week was Lorelei's high scho...

The days are long...

...but the years are short. I've always loved the saying. One of my favorite authors and podcasters, Gretchen Rubin, is credited as the original author of this quote. I always think about it when another year passes. This year was fast and furious, as I have found all the years to be since my kids became teenagers. It seems like every time I turn around, there's another graduation, major milestone, or life achievement by one of my kids. 2024 had a high school graduation, college graduation, three moves from home to college, from college back to town, from across town, back to home. And the dust hasn't completely settled yet. Gretchen Rubin has another saying now that her kids are grown. Instead of an empty nest, she calls it an "Open Door." I love that too. My door will always be open to my kids and their friends, as it seems like there's always an extra somebody at our house too. It's one of my favorite times. Thanksgiving break brought some new friends ...

Relax...

January came and went, (even though it felt like forever.) February is nearly over. I haven't felt like writing, sharing, or posting. Nothing secretive or special going on, I've just been living in my own space and moments. A new year feels precious and extraordinary, even if winter feels hard, I want to savor these cozy moments. The next six months will be challenging, as I face more milestones with my Boyen Bunch. These last two months have been a time for me to brace myself for the excitement ahead. Once Spring break hits, the rest of the school year flies by, and before we know it...well, you know how that goes. By the end of 2025, my nest will be empty. I'm not a fan of the "new year, new me" concept, because I am a continuous work in progress. I can't start over every year. But the one thing I know I need to work on is relaxing . That's why this year, my word of the year is to relax. This blog post is a prime example. I give myself a deadline ...

The Extraordinary Life of an Ordinary Mother

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