Battling Perfectionism @ The Hippie Housewife
Battling Perfectionism @ The Hippie Housewife
“I love pizza! It’s my favorite vegetable.” –Teagan Cox, My Daughter.
This is the kid on whom all my dreams of being the mom whose kids ate steamed bok choy were placed. The mom whose kids just couldn’t get enough beet salad. Well, at least they like broccoli, so there’s that. Oy.
Happy Friday, folks!
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Monday, Monday. I still have mixed feelings about this day, but due mostly to my own weirdness about getting things “right”–I WILL do all 5,000 pounds of laundry today! It WON’T sit in a basket waiting to be folded until next Monday. Oh, maybe one day…
For now, I’ll work on Mt. Smelly Socks (for the love, how can two little girls have such sweaty little feet?!), correct the kiddos a little less and hug them a little more, smooch my hubby and thank God for it all.
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Ahhhh. We, the Coxes, just enjoyed our first full dip in the Atlantic Ocean and it. was. mahvelous. The salt on my skin and the scent of sunscreen is keeping my mind at the beach (which is lovely since I’m here, in front of a computer, on the phone with our internet provider). It’s a beautiful way to kick off a week and it’s been a long time coming!
What’s good in your week right now?
Here’s what else we’re up to around here:
Happy June, friends!
Today, I bring you thoughts to ponder and a tip to remember. Enjoy!
Your Calling Is CLoser Than You Think @ Relevant Magazine
Parenting Is Super Confusing @ Huffington Post
Christian Subculture and the SAHM @ the beginning of wisdom
Free tip time: Throw away your toothbrush after you get over a virus. Strep just got us again…watch your bristles, Brush. I’m coming for ya.
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“Mamma’s going to be 80!”-Teagan telling her Daddy how old I’m turning today.
I guess she’s picking up on Mamma’s “old soul”, but I’m actually only 27 (or will be as of 8:05 PM as noted by Dr. Balmookoot Balgobin at Beth Israel Hospital in Boston, Massachusetts on that warm summer night in ’86).
So to ring in this new year of life, I’ve decided to share with you, dear reader, 27 pieces of prized information. From my old soul to yours, here are 27 thoughts I’ve had since my eyes opened today:
1. I need to put the oatmeal cake in the oven.
2. Why does 27 sound more than just one year older than 26?
3. What causes hangnails?
4. I need to cut my fingernails today. We’re getting into talon territory over here.
5. Do other people find thar they need to trim their nails with the same level of surprise that I do? (“They’re back…AGAIN!”)
6. I wonder if there are people who schedule such things?
7. It freaks me out to no end to see a woman (or a man) with nails so long that they curl under…holding babies.
8. I actually have a lot of hang ups when it comes to finger and toe nails…maybe I should talk to someone about that?
9. How are my kids already more tan than I am? I’m the one taking them to the beach!
10. I hope the girls don’t knock into/jump on/pull on/swing from/inadvertently roundhouse kick me today. (Jillian Michaels and her “Shredding” have made me especially susceptible to pain right now)
11. I could really go for some Mexican food right now.
12. My husband is the sweetest! He put new tires on my bike last night!
13. Teagan and Kylie look ridiculously adorable in those tiny bike helmets. Like bobble head dolls with soulful eyes.
14. Getting to share my love if libraries with those little girls is one of the highlights of my weeks. (I thought about how I’ll get to pull them in their new bike trailer today)
15. Why would someone buy a stroller for their dog? They walk from birth…and it’s a $&@!?#% dog. (This made me think of the classic Will Farrell dog training SNL short. Classic.)
16. I wonder if Teagan is old enough to appreciate The Sound of Music yet?
17. Counter-clockwise. That’s the way our fans should run in the summer, right?
18. How did I develop a fear of lizards?
19. Did I really just use a 4′ bike trailer flag to try to shoo one out of the patio?
20. Then, when that didn’t deter the little bugger, did I really throw my kids’ Melissa & Doug art easel accessories at it? (Don’t worry, I don’t aim to kill. I set the paint cups to stun).
21. How fast would I be committed to an institution if mind-reading devices existed?
22. I am one super-lucky lady.
23. I could really go for a perfectly ripened, organic Honey Crisp apple.
24. I will never pay that much for an apple.
25. I need to add apple juice to my shopping list.
26. What will I be doing when I’m 37?
27. Who decided that you’re not supposed to make your own birthday cake? It sounds like a conspiracy to me.
Happy Friday, everyone! We made it!
If you’ve kept up with this blog, you’ll find that I have loads of good intentions when it comes to recipes and projects. If you know me (and my three and two year olds), you know that many of these intentions get lost in a pile of dirty dishes or on the way to the library…or Costco.
With that said, today’s reveal is made that much more exciting for me. I’m a third-generation dumpster diver/side-of-the-road-rescuer. I’ve found some gems. Some have been put back out by the road or given away because I hadn’t touched them and it was time to move again or I just lost my vision for them.
This one, though; this memo board found beside a dog groomer, foam panels warped and swelled with moisture and neglect, every. single. strip. of. hot. glue. matted with dog hair (had I been allergic, I would have turned back then), this was special. It was a sight and it smelled a little, but doggone it! I have a minivan with folding seats and a hereditary stubbornness destined to create trash-to-treasure greatness! At least that was how I felt when I picked it up. In February. Or was is January? Whatever. Here she is:
AFTER: (the picture sucks, but you get the idea)
1) I headed to home depot for this:
2) and painted it with a few layers of homemade chalk paint
3) then nailed those bad boys into place.
5) got Hubby, Dad and Mom to help screw it into the wall…this thing is here to stay!
It’s done. Now onto the next one! Consider this post an encouragement to finish those projects if it’s something you really see potential in. Lawd knows if I can do it, you can do it!
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Well, friends. We did it. We moved to Florida. We hugged the necks of the Texas friends we’ve come to love; the ones who unloaded the few possessions we arrived in Austin with, the ones who babies mine have grown with for the last two years, the ones who pondered and prayed with us about some big questions, the ones who fed us, clothed us (I got nothin but love for my TOMS people), celebrated with us, threw us surprise parties, sat the heck out of our babies (does anyone get what I just said?), helped us buy The Swagger Wagon, the ones who welcomed us with arms more open than we could have ever dreamed, the ones whose lives we were made a part of. Yes. We said goodbye to those amazing folks. Some we’ll see again. Others, maybe never. For all, though, we are forever grateful and honored to know you!
I. will. nottttttt. cryyyyyyyyyy.
Where was I? Oh yes, we’re in Florida. For the last two weeks we’ve reunited with dear family and friends who’ve supported and loved us from afar for the past two years. A special shout out to my family and Gerald Teano, who moved us into our new place…like multiple BOSSES. Seriously, we even have things hanging on our walls! New Cox Family record. We are inhaling deeply the scent of the Atlantic; taking in the once again familiar sights of palm trees, people walking around in their socially-accepted underwear; returning to our beloved Ocean City Church. I’m watching everyone outside of the glow of my Scotch-Irish halo be kissed by the sun a bit more everyday. I’m not bitter. (although, Kylie mistaking a Snow White sticker for me the other day may have been pushing it).
We’re here, we have no idea what’s going on…and loving it. Our lives are intersecting with old and new friends. We’re finally meeting the spouses and babies that popped onto the scene in our absence. Things are good! It’s still a bit surreal. I’m having to learn road names again, where the best health food and thrift stores are now, and how to uncreepily invite our fellow gated community neighbors to a stranger’s house for a potluck. #firstworldslashwhitegirlproblems So, ya, we’re good.
Gabriel, Cox Family Head, brings us our Quote of the Week: “Even the dumpsters smell good”. If you were starting to feel sorry for us as we just left the “Live Music Capital of the World”, fret not. Now we live in a land where even the giant containers of rotting trash can make you feel like a kid on summer vacation. Beat that, Anywhere Else!
And to wrap this puppy up, here’s some mental chewing gum for you (this one’s for all the Mammas and the Pappas out there). See you around!
3 Mistakes We Make Leading Kids @ Growing Leaders
When You Feel Trapped by Motherhood @ Mothering
One Thing You’re Daughter Doesn’t Need You to Say @ Chatting at the Sky
Friendship (and the Glorious Mess That Goes With It) @ A Small Snippet
And this, just because.