Travel – Page 55 – Not So SAHM

Of cracks and sags and potty dances

So yesterday we made the three-hour long drive down to Pensacola. I, as the only adult, have driven alone with the girls plenty of times. Why have I not found a legal way to sedate them yet? When Reagan was a traveling toddler she would sleep for about two hours at a stretch, which would give meContinue reading “Of cracks and sags and potty dances”

If only money grew on trees and I had a green thumb

I have a picture of my dream house. I ripped it out of a magazine and have it safely tucked away for when the time is right…retirement. It’s white, two story with a wrap-around porch; symetrical but not square; black shutters and a porch swing; roundings on the house and porch that create the perfectContinue reading “If only money grew on trees and I had a green thumb”

What to do in the mountains

Here’s what I’ve learned to do so far while “resting” in the mountains: (we’re in the north Georgia mountains if I haven’t mentioned that) (Spring hasn’t quite sprung but the view from our deck is still wonderful) Don’t try to type on your phone while riding in the car. By no means was IContinue reading “What to do in the mountains”

This week’s mandate

We’re always busy. Getting kids up, making breakfast, making them get clean, making them do school, cleaning the house (sometimes), fixing lunch, making and going to appointments, gym, dance, girl scouts, dinner, making sure Ashlyn isn’t sitting on the cats or writing on the walls. Hold on a minute, I need a breath. We’re alwaysContinue reading “This week’s mandate”

I fought the law…

Well, I haven’t fought them yet, and when all is said and done I probably won’t be able to. I’m asking for advice/help though. On my way back from Arkansas, about an hour after I had departed, I saw what no motorist wants to see in their rear view mirror…flashing blue and red lights (uglyContinue reading “I fought the law…”

Arkansas, it ain’t that bad

I am from the middle Georgia area. I had never been to Arkansas before my dad and step mom retired to northern Arkansas. At first I could not understand what the draw was. That was until the first time I came out to visit them. It’s absolutely beautiful. There are hills (the Ozarks), pastures, streams,Continue reading “Arkansas, it ain’t that bad”