Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Sand in the sandbox...

and two little kids who have only gone inside a handful of times to potty, get a fresh diaper, or to gobble down peanut butter sandwiches in record time. Oh, and Ryli did get into the fridge to get soy sauce for her sandwich (I humored her and faked pouring some on). 

This time last year, we'd have already been back indoors, all hot and sweaty (and more than likely a tad grouchy). Mother Nature has certainly been a bit of a prankster this year. Seventies for highs in May in Texas? It beats it being too cold to go out (that was last week). Or the snow in other places. 

They have played for brief periods elsewhere in the yard. We planted a postcard of wild flowers in the corner of the fence where it drains well and gets plenty of sun. 

So here I sit in my outdoor throne, watching as they now take turns pushing one another around in the Cozy Coupes, blogging and writing out a list of to-do's. And let's face it, I'm wishing I got more of my stuff done inside, because eventually, I'm going to have to take (actually, carry) their little rears in the house to do Landry's nap and the work that I'm currently TOTALLY procrastinating on. I would much rather sit out here, where Ryli and Landry can run and play and there really isn't a lot of clean up other then the mud and dirt encrusted kids. 

So help me, I'm checking tomorrow's weather prediction. I foresee myself getting up extra early so if tomorrow duplicates today, I can enjoy this fully and not worry about what I have to do.

Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Don't want to know...

I just don't. Inevitably, though, I will log in from the computer to edit and post this, and it will be there... how long it's been since I last posted. I've missed blogging. I can't explain it. Things have happened and I wanted to come here and blog about it (or go next door to Mippy Mommy), but for whatever reason, I just didn't. I have been in a funk, but I've also been taking care of a lot of other stuff (A.K.A, life in general). 

I'm going to ease back into it. It will probably be June before I attempt another Mama's Mission of the Month. I have some reviews to write, thanks to Influenster. I just need to pick myself up by the proverbial bootstraps and get my rear in gear for real. 

Saturday, March 2, 2013

What I want this blog to be...

I have been thinking, stressing and praying about what I want this blog to be about, and in turn, what I want Mippy Mommy to be about. There's just so much I have to write about that I was reaching a point of utter confusion and writer's block trying to narrow it down. Then, I started this blog, and things started to make a bit more sense in my mind. 

So, from here on in, this is the place where I'll write about the day to day life here at Mippy Manor. The things that work (and even what doesn't), meal plans, budgeting, relationships, routines, being greener (and healthier), faith, and family. Mippy Mommy will be all things Mippy related. How things get done working around my disability from the stroke and my bipolar will be discussed in both blogs, I'm sure. 

Mippy Manor will get the full on Mama's Mission, where as Mippy Mommy will just take a condensed Mippy-related version. I hope that I get the opportunity to do reviews on both. So, here's to a better, more thought out solution to split the blogs and tie them together. 

Until Monday...


Friday, March 1, 2013

March's Mama's Mission of the Month

And without further ado, I give you Mama's Mission of the Month. January was horrid, February was better, here's to March being my month!

  • Continue to take meds and chart moods (using Mood Tracker)
  • Find a primary care doctor and a dentist then make and keep appointments
  • Continue to old school journal


  • Get us into a rough routine
  • Have a date night

  • New routine (posted on the blog on Tuesday) starting in earnest Monday, March 4
  • Fix problem with insurance and make check up appointments
  • Start chore chart for Ryli on Monday, March 4

  • Start “Play” school
  • Keep chugging away at Mary Pride’s Complete Guide to Getting Started in Homeschooling
  • ABCmouse.com and iPod time for Ryli


  • Meal plan and stick to it
  • Do a budget with Ryan and STICK TO IT!
  • Spring Cleaning


  • Diaper Group on 3/8
  • Call Grandma
  • Go to a Meet-up!!!


  • Blog a minimum of Monday-Friday on both blogs!
  • Come up with a plan for the blogs


Mission of the Month

Thursday, February 28, 2013

February Mission of the Month Recap

Here's the recap for February. If there's a line through it, I did it. If it's highlighted, progress was made, and that's it. The ones that are untouched, I didn't get done (hangs head) :


·                     Take my medication(s) and chart moods (I use the free version of Mood Tracker)
·                     Finish making (and keeping) doctor and dental appointments
·                     Journal regularly... the old fashioned, pen and journal way!!
·                     Rough routine for Ryan and I
·                     At least one date night... sans kids!


·                     Chore Chart for Ryli (starting on 2/4)
·                     Check ups for Landry & Ryli
·                     Work on a routine with them

·                     Teach Ryli how to use a computer and start her on ABC mouse
·                     Read 8 chapters of Mary Pride's Complete Guide to Getting Started in Homeschooling

·                     Make a meal plan and STICK TO IT!!
·                     Make a budget and get us back on track
·                     Do Fly Lady (start it up 2/4)

·                     DFW Cloth Diaper Group
·                     Call Grandma more
·                     Look into local playgroups/Meet-Ups
Blog/Online Activity:

·                     Blog a minimum of five times per week
·                     Come up with planner until I can get one printed

·                     Read some Bible daily

Overall, I have to say, Mission NOT accomplished. Next month, its ON! I'll post March's tomorrow, as I'm still working out the kinks.

Mission NOT Accomplished YET

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

The infant stages of starting a real routine...

So, the original plan was to start all this yesterday. That was adjusted slightly when I realized that that was just not going to really be feasible when there were two appointments scheduled this week and the incredibly inconveinient plumbing issues (our hot water heater being among them). So, yesterday we went with the old stand-by... we winged it. Today and tomorrow, hopefully, we'll be able to go through the routine. Thursday, Ryan will get the bulk of the morning routine, and then on Friday, we'll be able to dig in.

Here is what I have planned to start out. 

7:00-8:30          Adult Time
8:30-9:00          Kids up and dressed and fed breakfast
9:00-10:00        Tech/Art Time
10:00-12:00      Snack, free play in their room, no TV
12:00-1:00        Lunch
1:00-2:00          Play (outside, weather permitting)
2:00-3:00          Quiet Time
3:00-3:30          Snack Time
3:30-5:00          Free play in their room with some TV
5:00-6:00          Dinner
6:00-7:00          Free play
7:00-8:00          Clean room, bath, dressed, snack, hair brushed, teeth brushed
8:00-8:30          Read to them in bed
8:30-9:30          Lights out & Bedtime (while I play bedtime police)
9:30-11:00        Adult time

I know that from nothing to getting this to work won't be an easy task, but I think before March's end, it'll all pay off! Wish me luck!

Monday, February 25, 2013

Meal Plan Monday #1

March may not quite be here yet, but I decided that it'd be easier to start at the beginning of a week rather than on a week already in progress.

I get to plan the meals for the four of us. Ryli goes through random picky stages still. Landry will eat anything that he can get his hands on, with a bonus if Ryan is eating it as well. Ryan isn't picky, but particular. He has to have certain sides with certain entrees and sometimes, what I have planned just doesn't sound good to him the night of. I'll eat whatever everyone else is, within limits. I do make things I don't like for them as far as sides go, but entrees tend to be something we all like.

This week should be easy. We all love seafood, and with Lent being in full swing, most grocery stores are having sales. I've been trolling around the internet scooping up recipes that sound good and are mostly nutritious. The plan is simple: make a meal plan for the week where there will be lots of leftovers so that they can do double duty as lunches without much fuss. I also fully intend to make some snacks from Weelicious to cover snack time, because they are so good on so many fronts.

This is what I plan on making, if Ryan is agreeable to the list. I won't be doing the shopping until later today.

Steamboat Omelet (Cooks)
Eggs & Sausage
Oatmeal & Cereal
Macaroni and Cheese
Turkey Hot Dogs
Tangy Beef Stroganoff (Once A Month Mom )
Perfect Pot Roast (The Pioneer Woman)
Slow Cooker Stout and Chicken Stew (Shine from Yahoo)
Miso Glazed Salmon (My Recipes) with Edamame Fried Rice (Once A Month Mom )
Clean Eating Broccoli Soup (Once A Month Mom) and sandwiches

For snacks, I plan on keeping it simple (cheap) and toasting up a batch of Cheerios in butter, worstechire sauce & seasoning salt, making a batch or three of Roasted Cinnamon Honey Chickpeas and some good old fruits and vegetables. Lunches will be backed up by leftovers. All in all, I think we have a winner, subject to the approval of Ryan. I'll let you all know how it went soon.

Saturday, February 23, 2013

February 22, 1995

First, let me say that I know that I'm writing this on the 23rd. It was more or less written in my head several times over the course of the day yesterday, I was just unable to get enough time at the computer to churn this out.

Eighteen years ago started off innocently enough. An able bodied 19 year old jumped into her manual Chevy Sprint and drove on an unseasonably warm February morning in Iowa to an early morning appointment. She'd had meningitis earlier in the month, and being off her parents' insurance, she was applying for Medicaid to help with the bill. That girl started the day off vowing to cast aside her partying days, buckle down, and get her life back on track.

After the appointment, she was going to the learning center to work on getting her belated high school diploma. There was a faster route, but again taking advantage of the unseasonably warm day, she took the longer, scenic way, country roads and interstate, shifting away on that manual transmission. Working her way through what was her last pack of cigarettes.

At the learning center, she plowed her way through the last of the math course she had to take to get her real high school diploma. Government was the only thing left. She then drove to her paternal grandparents' machine shop and volunteered for any running around that needed to be done.

Errands done, she returned to her maternal grandparents', with whom she was living, to have Grandma's roast with mashed potatoes, frozen corn from Grandpa's garden, and chocolate pudding for dessert. It had already been decided that she would spend the night at her parents' home since bridge club was being hosted at their house that evening.

The girl made two stops on the way to her parents'; Sears to pick up the VCR that was in for repair, and the movie rental store her uncle managed, where she rented three Hugh Grant flicks. Then, it was off to the parents'.

Her mom was just leaving to go to a meeting or something. The twins were off being the social butterflies that they were, and her dad was off doing something. Time for the Hugh Grant marathon.

When her mom got home, the girl was just finishing up her last movie. She said she was going to write in her journal on the computer and then take a bath and go to bed. Her mom thought that she seemed a little off, but said nothing, not even when that 19 year old girl asked if she could sleep on the floor in her parents' room.

That girl was me. I had on occasion slept on my parents' floor in the past, usually in the event of something traumatic, like a friend's untimely death, my dad catching my peeping Tom, right after the meningitis, things like that. Mom thought nothing of it as she went to make up my little nest while I went into the bathroom to take a nice hot bath.

I still remember that bath like I just took it. I put the stopper on and got the temperature of the water just right, then disrobed. I got in the tub and grabbed one of the Rolling Stones that was in the mens' reading library, taking in the gorgeous guy on the cover as I stretched out in the tub, feet up on the faucet.

It was what happened next that turned my whole world upside down, and I have been grappling with it ever since. My right arm and right leg just fell into the water, but I hadn't done it. I tried to return them to their previous positions and nothing happened. I tried to call for my mom, the registered nurse. I felt my mouth move, but nothing came out. I tried again, this time as a yell for my mom... the same ensuing result.

I had enough of my wits about me to turn the water off with my left foot and pulled the plug the same way. Then, I tried to get myself out of the tub, which served to raise the alarm. One makes a LOT of noise trying to get out of a bath tub when  one side of their body has taken an unauthorized vacation. As fate would have it, the bathtub shared the wall with my parents' room.

I remember mom pounding on the bathroom door, calling to me and trying to answer her, but no noise was escaping my mouth. Hearing the sweet sound of her picking the lock, then the fear in her voice as she yelled "Ron, call 911, Chad, come help me get your sister out of the tub she's having a stroke".

Corey was still out, but at some point, Chad had come home. He didn't hesitate at mom's request to haul me out of the tub and to the living room floor all wrapped up in my bathrobe and towels. I did the math and realized that there were probably going to be male paramedics, and I tried so hard to put my robe on.

The next thing I remember was being on the gurney rolling out to the ambulance. I saw a set of headlights coming down the driveway, and then, as they loaded me into the ambulance, I passed back out.

Flash forward a few months and I was back at the learning center. I ran into one of Corey's best friends, Terra, who was driving him home that night. It was her headlights I saw coming down the drive as they were loading me up. She said that Corey's first spoken thought as he realized that the ambulance was at our house and not the nursing home, was that it was for one of my paternal grandparents who lived in the basement. They saw the gurney come out of the upstairs, and he thought it was my dad. Then, they were close enough to see my long black hair falling off the side of the gurney.

Terra said Corey freaked out. Saying that he was so mean to me and that he shouldn't be and what if it was bad. She said he cried. 

I sit here now, eighteen years and a day removed from that horrible night. My brothers and I may not talk much, but I know that they love me. That night was the last time I remember all my family being together, fighting for the same goal.

Sunday, February 17, 2013

Huffines Park with The Mippies plus Meemaw

So today, after Ryan finished his shift at work, we went out to the park on this beautiful, if windy, day. Before we left, Ryan called his mom to see if she wanted to meet us, so that was settled. 

The trek out to Richardson was uneventful. Somehow, we got the kids to hold our hands long enough to cross the parking lot. As soon as we hit the grass, they were off like little torpedoes. Ryli made a beeline for the climbing wall, Landry, the doubled slides. The playground was a very busy, very windy place. Picnickers were grilling away, and a pair of moms were wandering around selling Girl Scout cookies (unfortunately for them, I had no money on me). 

Ryan's mom showed up and was greeted by cries of "Meemaw" and hugs, then abandoned so that the kids could resume running around like lunatics. Ryli climbed things she hadn't quite been able to before. Landry still doesn't really care for swings.  All and all, it was a blast.