How does your garden grow?

Today while out in our garden, my son picked some flowers for me. I thought this was so delicately sweet. I am so in love with these tender moments of childhood that are here today and what seems like gone tomorrow. I am so thankful for this new season of spring.

It has brought us a new season of activities. Last year at this time, I was rarely home going to and fro various playdates, shopping experiences, and trying out new resorts with my husband. I feel as though I am in a new life season. I am sure this new era will include all of the things listed above because how can life be full without those activities occuring at some point???

While out in the garden, I noticed our strawberry plants had not yet bloomed. I am sure they will soon. Picking strawberries is on Trent's top 10 list. Madeline still has not discovered this joyous activity due to her young age. I am sure she will be a seasoned strawberry picker with the help of her big brother in no time. They both seem to do extremely well manuvering mini garden shovels.

My recollection of them is so pertinent to my existence, I am sure this will not be my last garden post! xo ;)

The Perfect Water

Okay so we've all heard about the potential danger in our drinking water. I was so shocked and appalled to read this story.

But there is a solution.

I would like to introduce The Perfect Water.



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Here are some FQ&A's for all those out there that have never heard of this product.

And psssst! Guess what the best part is?
I sell this stuff! You can too!
If your thirsting for a better water, a better life, then contact me and make your order today! :)

Caffeine Addiction

You know, before I started with this entry, I sat her for like ten minutes trying to think of a name for it. I wanted something "not so random". Then I started thinking, there really are not any pretty dress-me-up words for this thing. This thing that keeps me up from 12 :00 - 3:00 a.m. It's called caffeine. And wait! Before you tell me you completely understand, it's not coffee I am talking about here.

You would think that the way my skin reacted would have stopped me at 19 years old when this all started. It didn't. I just kept going. Kept going until most of the baristas from the Starbucks on Wilshire (yeah that one right across the street from the Peninsula Hotel) to the one in Big Bear, Ca knew me by name. Think I'm joking??? I'm not. Really. The Starbucks in Ladera Ranch, Ca knew me the best and I would definitely say they by far, have the best service. You see, that location was "very open". If sitting at a certain table, you could see everyone who walked up. Ditto for the coffee making area. So every morning I would make my sacred pilgrimage to get my Venti X-hot White Mocha with 5 pumps of Raspberry. There it was.
Barista: "Venti X-hot White Mocha with 5 pumps of Raspberry???"
Me "...yes"
Barista: "Here you go."
Me: "gee, thanks."
That precise butler type of coffee making quickly disappeared when I became a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints (aka LDS), because in order to remain fully obedient, I must not drink coffee.
Fine.
That's just fine.
And what I am about to explain really was not intentional. I do sense though that I somehow willed it into my existence but that's a completely different post.
You would think my newly found faith would have killed my caffeine habit, but it didn't. I found it in a pill form called Rhodiola that I so conveinently sell. That stuff worked great, but I missed my transic type of warm-sipping 10-minute detachment from my actual reality that I use to find so comforting through the act of sipping the dark stuff.
So, on with the search for another warm concoction that was acceptable with The Word of Wisdom. I knew I could drink hot chocolate, so I started there. While at Jensen's one day, I was browsing the hot chocolate varieties and noticed another Swiss Miss addition called Pick-Me-Up.
"Pick-Me-Up, with as much caffeine as a cup of coffee."
***Bingo!
***Shazam!
Someone alert the press.
I bought every package they had and took them home.
Long story short, I drink caffeinated hot chocolate every day.
Do I feel like I am cheating??? Yeah. But until I hear a message that comes straight from our prophet about the disbanding of this product, it'll be a staple in my house.
And for those of you who feel compelled to pray about my "addiction" please do!