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Pomodoro Technique

One of the biggest challenges about not having an office to go to or a boss to hold you accountable is prioritizing.  Around my house the things that go noticed are dirty dishes, refilling toilet paper rolls, piles of laundry (clean and dirty), hungry children, showered momma, non-returned phone calls/emails .  Things that go unnoticed.  Amazing rough draft, hand knit almost finished something, menu plan, budget, family meal plan, daily blog entry, Instagram (oh, how I love you), returned phone calls/emails, etc.  You get the picture.

So, here lies the dilemma, where do I spend my time?  I wake up on Monday and tell myself that I have so ordered my life that I can keep the must do balls in the air while I am working on my latest “project(s)”.  Then, I get up, go work out, return home and *BAM I am back to my hamster wheel doing laundry, picking up breakfast, retuning calls and emails….the day is over and I am exhausted and defeated.

 How does this happen EVERY WEEK???  Newish plan (well, I do this with housecleaning, because I despise cleaning my house….I know, what a great house wife I am….please refer to last week’s post).  The Pomodoro Technique.  It goes something like this…

  1. Make a list of your to-do’s
  2. Set a timer for (25 Minutes)
  3. Do a task
  4. Take a 5 Minute Break (more coffee for me)
  5. On to the next task (every 4 breaks you take a longer break)

This seems totally doable.  So the first thing I did was find an alarm on my phone that would not send me into a seizure every time it goes off…I currently have it set to church bells.  Then, I made my list and I am off.  We will see how it goes but if nothing else, I will have thoughts of Tomatoes in my head all of the time.  I love a good Sin Apple.  And who knew there is even an App for that although I kind of just want a cute Tomato Timer!  What do you do to stay focused?

A Day of Firsts

Today is August 1st and it has been eventful.  Little Guy began his first day of his new school….this also began his first day to ride a bus.  Big Guy began his first day of first grade and his first full day of being 6.  And me, you ask?  My first day home/kids at school all day, every day, with the exception of Friday afternoon.  I also began my first day of the Social Workout Challenge, ‘I Heart Summer’ Slim Down Challenge and my personal challenges of burning 3500 additional calories each week and writing one page per day.

I told you this was a big day!!!  Did I mention that Little Guy Picked out his own clothes and dressed himself on his own for the FIRST TIME EVER?…..Aunt Tracy will be pleased.

IMG_4786Nervous Smiles

IMG_4791Walking into the building….note the news people.  Not sure if they are there because it is the earliest OKCPS has ever started or because it is supposed to be one of the hottest school days ever.

IMG_4795Big Guy walking into class with his new teacher!

IMG_4799Little Guy with his new teacher.

Finally, it is also the first day my two sisters will teach at the same school and it just so happens to be the FIRST DAY EVER Cesar Chavez Elementary is open to the Oklahoma City kiddos.  This is also the first day back to my regular blogging schedule….I am sure my readers have missed me.  I am excited and you have a lot to be excited about too!  I will be blogging about…..

my time at Blogher11

Big Guy’s 6th Birthday Party (Along with all of the previous parties that I cannot believe I never posted.)

some AMAZING Oklahoma Gardener’s Blogs

several awesome books and movies

Cesar Chavez Elementary

Summer Sports

St. Louis for families

my 2011 Handmade Christmas

my changes to R&TM and Facebook

and much more!!!

Happy Day of FIRSTS!!!!!



Inspired to Knit


Yesterday, I spent the entire day reveling in Knitting Goodness.  We started the day in Guthrie at the SWAK Knit Out with an amazing class on charting by Cookie A. I thought I knew what I was doing, but Cookie really cleared things up for me…..or muddied the water…I am not sure yet.  Either way it was fun….my brain hurt….but a good hurt.


Then we headed to Tulsa to check out the first ever Tulsa Fiber Fest at The Barn.  It was a lot of fun.  Lots of vendors with yummy yarn, notions and inspiring art.  We took a class on Fair Isle that was amazing.  Who knew I could ever do that…now I am addicted.  Two of my favorite crafty souls were there…. Samantha Lamb and Rose Knits.  Since I have been home, I discovered that Sam has a podcast.  It is funny, inspirational, and very Oklahoman.  Check it out!!!!



I love, love, loved the knitting, the wonderful people, the local and national crafty celebs….but, the absolutely best part of the day was the beautiful day and the amazing scenery and good times with a good friend.


AND…… Squirrels…..if you are reading this…..get the heck out of my pots and my cable box!!!!  You are making me crazy.

Me and My Little Men

IMG_2679 ***Please disregard the swollen eye.  Apparently I was allergic to something!  🙁

I Gave out My Toast!!!

My four year old asked what I did at the “grown up party” after the wedding and I told him I gave a toast….after a lot of questions and me and Law Man trying to explain the situation, he asked, “did everyone like the toast you handed out?”

IMG_2211 Many of you have asked to see the real toast, so here it is…a little long, but heartfelt.

When Dillon and I got married, 10 years ago this July, we were naïve enough to think that inviting the parents to the extended part of our honeymoon was a good idea.  We had a lovely time, but it didn’t take long for us to realize that what they had been warning us about…the “when you get married you are on your own” comments had started that Saturday night, in the church, before God and our friends and family.  I vividly remember resting on the portel in New Mexico the first night of our trip while I watched Dad and Dillon meet in the yard.  Dad had something he wanted to give Dillon.  I’m thinking, keys to a new car, money for graduate school, money to supplement my wardrobe while Dillon finished law school.  No, it was a yellow folder and inside were the documents to my six year old Toyota Corolla that I had helped pay for and the information about who to contact to have the insurance payments turned over to us.

I have to admit my feelings were a little bit hurt at the time.  How could my parents that raised me give me away so easily….and did they even know if Dillon had what it took to “deal” with me?  In the years since, we still joke about this event, but I have realized what a huge gift my parents gave me that day.  They gave me the gift of independence, and the gift of their confidence that we would be fine.  That is not to say it goes without struggles, tears, sleepless nights, fear of how are we going to pay that bill, and the despair that comes when you wonder if you will ever get to have a baby.  And, as I parent my children I realize that it was not “that easy” to just give me away….they had been preparing for that since before I was born and they knew then as I know now that someday my relationship will change with my children too.

So tonight, Mary and Joel, I give you this same gift…..a yellow folder.  The gift of the promise that I do believe you have what it takes and I have confidence that you and Joel will make this work and mold your lives into your own family.

Mary, I promise to answer the door when you show up crying.  I will ask what “horrible thing he did” and offer you a can of coke….then, when you are finished, I will stand up, walk you to the door, and tell you to go home and call tomorrow to “tell me how it works out.”

I promise allow you and Joel to pay for your own meals when we meet up as a family even when I know you are wondering, “how are we going to pay that bill.”

I promise to listen when you can’t afford that vacation “you need” but, not offer to scoop you up and take you on a girl’s trip.

I make these promises because that is how I managed to create my own family that I am so proud of and I am confident that my boys will have what it takes one of these days.  I wish nothing less for you.

Joel, I know you have what it takes.  I have seen you treat Mary and her family with such love and compassion and with so much understanding over the past couple of years.  Your time, with us, through these hard times has gained you a lot of “brownie points” with me.  But, there is still a lot of healing to be done.  It will not be easy and it will not happen over night, but I give you my promise that it will be worth the effort.  Someday we will have drama free family dinners, and vacations with all of our families hanging out together with no fear of saying the wrong thing.  Some day we will expect nothing from each other but good company and good food.

And to you both, from Kahlil Gibran,

Let there be spaces in your togetherness,

And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.

Love one another but make not a bond of love:

Fill each other’s cup but drink not from one cup.

Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf.

Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone.

Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping.

For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.

And stand together, yet not too near together:

For the pillars of the temple stand apart,

And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow.

So, with this, I offer a toast to Mary and Joel, Merry met, and merry part, I drink to thee with all my heart.