Sunday, July 05, 2015

Moving the blog

I haven't actively blogged here in ages, but I am wanting to get back to blogging so I created a new space....head on over to and say hi!

Monday, June 01, 2015

California Dreaming

I've always been one to write out my thoughts as a way to process events.  So sorry that last post was kind of depressing. lol.  I actually feel a ton better and like I have some direction on how to handle things now that I processed it in writing.

So on a more positive note, I live in sunny AZ and my kids amaze me every day and I love my husband and I am part of a thriving Young Living business that is going to make it possible one day soon to be debt free and for my husband to stay home more.  My kids don't like daddy flying so much, and I like having him around too.
We just spent the weekend in San Diego which has my husband doing some California dreaming (his words)....I had my reoccurring nightmare of an elevator falling with me in it after he mentioned the word "moving"....but alas, he wasn't serious and I knew it but tell that to my need for security that seems to manifest in my dreams. We are though, for real thinking about what it would be like to rent somewhere for a month in the summer and just completely unplug and be on the beach.  Yes, please. I think by next summer, if we plan and save, that will be a reality. Anybody wanna come visit? :)  (now I am the one California dreaming)

I think I am going to get back into this blogging thing. I have spent the last 18 months working HARD on growing my Young Living business and while I am still working very hard, I am also trying to be #oola.  And if you don't know what that is, well, check out this website Oola Life.  

So on that note, I am kinda hungry and kinda tired. So see ya on the flip side cheekas! (if you are a dude and read my blog, now would be a good time to speak up so I don't call ya a cheeka again)


Had a bit of an unfortunate encounter with basically a stranger this week...someone who I don't know who decided they were offended by something I did even though I didn't do it, accused of wrong where there wasn't one. Some strange kind of online miscommunication where the other person came out swinging and I didn't know why. Not my favorite. Definitely reminded me of a few other times when I felt like I was attacked by someone who misunderstood me.  (why can't people kindly get to the real story instead of blasting someone first? The "sorry" usually sounds pretty hollow after those kind of attacks, if they even do apologize.) I let these kinds of things bother me way more than I should. I don't like the idea that someone would ever think I had ill intent. Because I don't...I rarely ever do and if I do I pray to God (literally) that I have wisdom and don't turn a feeling into an action that can't be taken back.  Or speak words that can't be unspoken....or untyped....or whatever.  I do think that the online world allows for a lot more of this type of thing, and that is very unfortunate. Drive by mean comments, not allowing for tone, reading things too fast and misunderstanding intent.  I love almost everything about social media, but definitely not this.  I try not to expose myself to toxic people who are the type to attack first and ask questions later, but you don't always have that luxury in certain settings.  I think I am going to scale back some of my online communications that are not necessary. I do love to go through groups on fb and find information and read what people are learning and talking about in regards to my business, but not at the expense of my peace of mind.  So that is where I am at tonight in my head space.  Having a misunderstanding with someone you know, there is a level of respect you can maintain and you can actually work through a conflict....but an internet stranger who doesn't remember they are talking to a real person....that's a whole other ball game and not a ball game I want to play.

So that is that.  I shall carry on.

Burke, are you the only one who reads my blog any more? lol.

Saturday, December 06, 2014

it's been a long time

I haven't blogged in ages.  But you either knew that or forgot. haha :)

I live in AZ now.  It's so pretty here.  I love the mountain views, the wide open spaces, the gorgeous clouds and bright sunny skies.  I do not love the many scorpions in and out of my house or the one furry tarantula who came to visit our yard.  Thank God no snakes, yet....

Judah is in Kindergarten and loves to write....on anything he can find...which is interesting.  Hello sharpie marker all over the walls of his closet and other mystery places we find him practicing his letters.

Lucas is going to start a preschool program in January.  We visited it this week.  I can't wait.  He is going to love it. He keeps asking if he can go back.

Lance is either flying, or out in his shop working on stuff.  We don't see much of him otherwise. The boys sometimes spend time near him while he works at least.  He's done a couple markets and has a fun name and logo for what he does. WyldeByrd.  So that's good.

I spend a lot of my time working on my Young Living Essential Oils business.  It's been a crazy year with the business side of it....crazy as in good.  And the oils themselves have changed the health and wellness of my family drastically.  I can't tell you what a blessing they have been to us.

So that's the "christmas card" update of my life.  I haven't even decorated my house for Christmas yet muchness done a card this year.  Maybe it will still happen. We shall see. I make no promises.

Anyone out there? say hi if you are :)

Friday, April 18, 2014

Our "shellebration" for Jbyrd's 5th birthday!

Judah picks his theme every year, and for months now he's been asking for a turtle birthday! Lucky for me, since I waited till the last minute to party plan, there is a whole line of turtle party prime delivered ;) 

I can hardly believe he's 5!!!! My joy boy. 

Here's our "shellebration" in pictures:

The night before! Getting the scene set.

Giant turtle and some presents...including a pet turtle rock to paint later.

Love their brotherly love!

He was as excited as his brother ;)

The many faces of my Jbyrd 

Watermelon turtles...I'm even more proud that I mastered the art of melon balling! Thanks YouTube. 

Piñata time

Instead of candy, we filled the eggs with a 100 piece puzzle...yeah, we never found 1 of the eggs...our puzzle may never be was fun though.

The dads made sure we got all the piñata goodies out. 

We ended the night with a swim. 

Love my kissy faced love bug


So Much to Love

I love people. I love bright eyes. I love my sons, Judah & Lucas. I love laughing. I love my ringtone. I love love. I love Jesus. I love tattoos. I love milk. I love creative expression. I love smiles. I love Philippians. I love bridges. I love my house and haven. I love a rainy night. I love doing nothing. I love almonds and banana chips. I love music. I love cowboy hats. I love Anna Maria Island. I love (diet) dr.pepper. I love a good story. I love wildflowers. I love to fly. I love rod iron. I love babies. I love going to the movies. I love midnight. I love allegra. I love sunsets. I love long kisses. I love the color red. I love starshollow. I love community. I love doing life with friends. I love witty banter. I love I love my family. I love pretty things. I love cruisin' with my girls. I love remembering when. I love authentic individuals. I love hot tamales. I love when kids giggle. I love Lance. I love bonfires. I love finding people I thought I'd lost. I love yard sales. I love tacobell. I love seeing people do good. I love violins and steel guitar. I love driving to the airport. I love seeing people around me succeed at their dreams. I love being included. I love flipflops. I love blogging. I love long talks. I love dreaming.

Always On My Mind

Welcome to my blog.  I am glad you stopped by!  I choose to write my thoughts and share the joys of my life in this forum.  I hope you will read and say hi when you can!  Blessings!
Fame is a vapor, popularity an accident, and riches take wing. Only one thing endures and that is character. 
~Horace Greeley