It's time to party like a blogger...
Welcome to my humble corner of the blogosphere!
I started this little blog because so many of my friends and family would tell me how much they enjoyed reading my facebook posts. It finally occurred to me to create a better forum for sharing!
So I'm a late bloomer...
I write about my family and our adventures. I experiment with and write about food. I have a hard time sticking to recipes. My five year old daughter, the charming Girlchild, likes to invent recipes. She throws out a list of ingredients and my challenge is to turn it in to something edible. I have a three year old flirty boy and an awesome husband, along with three snuggly kitties and one lazy puppy.
My family makes me laugh and cry and scream and I never knew there was room for this much love in my heart. I want to write more about fashion, but I'm a little intimidated by all the amazing fashionistas out there.
I have a problem with thinking rules don't apply to me, but I'm working on it because I have to.
I get overly annoyed by grammatical errors and passive aggressive behavior.
I've realized lately that I'm more competitive than I previously thought, and since turning 40 I'm wondering what I want to be when I grow up.
I believe in the power of good shoes and wine.
I am inspired by nature, by unnecessary kindness, by women who make fitness a balanced part of their daily lives, by Cupcakes and Cashmere and This is Glamorous.
I'm halfway through the process of migrating this little blog to mostlymommyhood.com. It's been a bit of trial and error, but I hope to have it live in a couple weeks. Blogger has been good to me, but it's time to take the leap! The most exciting part about the migration is my dear friend Dayl is going to start contributing with me. She has some amazing stories and is one of the brightest stars and kindest humans I've ever encountered. I can't wait to expand Mostly Mommyhood to include the adventures of Dayl and her family.
Thanks for stopping by! Please leave me a comment to let me know you were here. I look forward to getting to know you!
~Krista
I have a busy, crazy, beautiful full life. For that I am grateful. Sometimes I feel like writing about it.
Showing posts with label About Me. Show all posts
Showing posts with label About Me. Show all posts
Monday, April 4, 2011
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Fewer Than 40
Wow, I'm 40!
I've been saying I'm 40 for a few years, so the actual number doesn't actually seem so shocking. But I'm pretty sure that achieving this age is supposed to mean that I'm officially grown up. I'm not.
But there is something about 40 {or maybe it's all the master planning meetings we've been having at the zoo} that makes me think more about the future than I ever have before. In the last few weeks, I've been dwelling on what I need to do and who I need to be and what plans I need to make in order to get where I want to be in the next 25 years.
Yes, I am working on a 25 year master plan for myself!
But you know who doesn't have the luxury of 25 years?
Amur leopards.
There are fewer than forty of them left in the wild.
Critically endangered.
Their biggest threat is habitat loss and encroachment of humans.
There is still time to save these gorgeous creatures, however. Even a donation of the price of a latte (why not ten lattes?) would help.
Here's how to help!
Go here and donate:
I just did this, and it took less than a minute. I chose to donate $40 because it's my fortieth birthday. Can you give $4? Or more? Every little bit helps.
In 25 years, I would love to know that we turned the tide for these animals.
Thank you.
I've been saying I'm 40 for a few years, so the actual number doesn't actually seem so shocking. But I'm pretty sure that achieving this age is supposed to mean that I'm officially grown up. I'm not.
But there is something about 40 {or maybe it's all the master planning meetings we've been having at the zoo} that makes me think more about the future than I ever have before. In the last few weeks, I've been dwelling on what I need to do and who I need to be and what plans I need to make in order to get where I want to be in the next 25 years.
Yes, I am working on a 25 year master plan for myself!
But you know who doesn't have the luxury of 25 years?
Amur leopards.
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photo courtesy ALTA, Amur Leopard & Tiger Alliance © WCS / ISUNR |
Critically endangered.
Their biggest threat is habitat loss and encroachment of humans.
There is still time to save these gorgeous creatures, however. Even a donation of the price of a latte (why not ten lattes?) would help.
 |
| Oregon Zoo's Future For Wildlife Fund supports leopard conservation work in Russia |
Here's how to help!
Go here and donate:
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| follow this link to ALTA to make your donation right now! |
In 25 years, I would love to know that we turned the tide for these animals.
Thank you.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Princess Tea Party
Girlchild was invited to a tea party Saturday at a friend's house. A "School Mate" as she says.
When Brian first told her of the invitation, her response was serious and direct.
"I want to do that," she declared.
She already also had a girlfriend play date set up for Sunday, so to make sure the Boy didn't feel left out, we arranged for him to spend time with my parents this weekend.
Anna was so excited about the tea party, she immediately started asking me about it as soon as we got up Saturday morning. We figured out which dress she would wear, then she wanted to paint tea party pictures. We haven't painted much since summer, so I agreed.
{You know what's odd about the dress? It's the same one she wore to my mom's birthday tea party nearly two years ago. I think the girl has been mostly growing up rather than out.}
Here's the Girl working on her paintings:
Notice my paintbrush water sitting so close to my coffee cup? Yeah, not a good idea.
Here are all of the tea party pictures:
Tea pot, two tea cups, a cake and a flower scene. All painted solely by Anna, except the one cup:
It's been a while since I've painted anything but botanicals, but I had fun with this little tea cup.
Here are the four girls sitting for their tea party. It was so adorable, the little hostess {who wore a Disney Cinderella dress, its should be noted} employed her daddy and little brother to be servers, they wore ties and had aprons tied around their waists, and even held tea towels draped over their forearms. So cute, what good sports.
The girls had a spirited discussion about Halloween costumes:
It was a fun day, and Anna & I are already planning a reciprocal tea party.
When Brian first told her of the invitation, her response was serious and direct.
"I want to do that," she declared.
She already also had a girlfriend play date set up for Sunday, so to make sure the Boy didn't feel left out, we arranged for him to spend time with my parents this weekend.
Anna was so excited about the tea party, she immediately started asking me about it as soon as we got up Saturday morning. We figured out which dress she would wear, then she wanted to paint tea party pictures. We haven't painted much since summer, so I agreed.
{You know what's odd about the dress? It's the same one she wore to my mom's birthday tea party nearly two years ago. I think the girl has been mostly growing up rather than out.}
Here's the Girl working on her paintings:
Here are all of the tea party pictures:
Here are the four girls sitting for their tea party. It was so adorable, the little hostess {who wore a Disney Cinderella dress, its should be noted} employed her daddy and little brother to be servers, they wore ties and had aprons tied around their waists, and even held tea towels draped over their forearms. So cute, what good sports.
Saturday, January 8, 2011
My Time
I like getting up early in the morning, before my family is even thinking about getting out of bed. On most mornings, I either go to the gym or go running with a couple neighborhood mamas. Even after that, I still have a good hour to hour and a half before the fam rises at 8 a.m.
Since I work outside the home, I have a lot of guilt about the time I spend away from home that isn't work. But this time is stolen time, since everyone is asleep!
I can read magazines, drink my coffee, explore the interwebs, do some sewing, or whatever.
So for a whole week last month, darling girlchild was getting up at 6:30 and following me downstairs. Which is not so bad except she was demanding my attention.
Girl: "Mama, please read me a story?"
Me: "No, you're not supposed to be up yet. Go back to bed."
Girl: "But I want to be with you!"
Me (picking up my Vogue mag): "That's nice, but this is my time. If you want to be downstairs, you can sit on that end of the couch and look at a book. But you have to let me have my time."
She was relentless. *@#!%&*! My time was ruined.
Next morning, same scenario.
This time, I thought to make her hot chocolate, thinking that would keep her busy long enough for me to do some writing. It worked a tad, but I was distressed to be losing my time alone.
Third morning, I'm on my spot on the couch drinking my coffee and reading.
padpadpadpad little feet down the stairs. I sighed.
Girl: "Mama, is this your time?"
Me: "Yes, dear. You should go back to bed."
Girl: "But I'm cold and thirsty. Will you make me hot chocolate?" {She often talks in riddles like that}
Sigh.
I come back with her cup of hot chocolate, and she is sitting in my spot on the couch, reading her Highlights magazine.
She giggled, and very pleased with herself said, "Look, Mama! Now it's my time!"
Oh, girl. If only you knew. It's always your time.
Since I work outside the home, I have a lot of guilt about the time I spend away from home that isn't work. But this time is stolen time, since everyone is asleep!
I can read magazines, drink my coffee, explore the interwebs, do some sewing, or whatever.
So for a whole week last month, darling girlchild was getting up at 6:30 and following me downstairs. Which is not so bad except she was demanding my attention.
Girl: "Mama, please read me a story?"
Me: "No, you're not supposed to be up yet. Go back to bed."
Girl: "But I want to be with you!"
Me (picking up my Vogue mag): "That's nice, but this is my time. If you want to be downstairs, you can sit on that end of the couch and look at a book. But you have to let me have my time."
She was relentless. *@#!%&*! My time was ruined.
Next morning, same scenario.
This time, I thought to make her hot chocolate, thinking that would keep her busy long enough for me to do some writing. It worked a tad, but I was distressed to be losing my time alone.
Third morning, I'm on my spot on the couch drinking my coffee and reading.
padpadpadpad little feet down the stairs. I sighed.
Girl: "Mama, is this your time?"
Me: "Yes, dear. You should go back to bed."
Girl: "But I'm cold and thirsty. Will you make me hot chocolate?" {She often talks in riddles like that}
Sigh.
I come back with her cup of hot chocolate, and she is sitting in my spot on the couch, reading her Highlights magazine.
She giggled, and very pleased with herself said, "Look, Mama! Now it's my time!"
Oh, girl. If only you knew. It's always your time.
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