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The Kitchen Is The Place To Be At Our House

The Kitchen…. I finally bought a house about 3 years ago for my kids and I. I bought it thinking that everyone would have their own room and it had a family room in the basement. I thought this would be great, all of the kids could play and hang out. Do you think they ever use it? NO! I just didn’t understand it at first.. I would almost push them into the basement to use it. For the love of God, why do they not use this nice family room…

But my kids love to be in the “kitchen”… the kitchen is the place to be and it’s what I love. Growing up, I would hang out at my best friends house with all of her sisters and their friends. It was great and I loved it. I have such great memories of all the fun we had throughout high school. Late night movies, laughing, games, and telling stories.. That is what I remember.

After I had my kids, I wanted to have the house where my kids hung out out with their friends. I wanted them and their friends to feel comfortable and loved at our home. And I finally have it…I love that my kids friends feel comfortable in our house. They will get their own snacks or know where I keep all the glasses. I love that they know how to unload my dishwasher and clean up after themselves. Sometimes they do it better than my own kids. I love that my kids friends will go play with one of my younger kids than their own friend. I love that they have sleepovers at my house all the time

My house is nothing special, it’s older and outdated. However, they don’t seem to care and I love that. It means that kids don’t really care about all the material things, they just want to feel comfortable or familiar. Sometimes I will come home and they will all be sitting in the kitchen laughing and talking, all different ages and grades, just laughing about life, as they see it.

My kids, their friends, and my mom friends will sit in our kitchen for hours laughing and hanging out. I love this! Sometimes I will ask the kids, why do you want to be around us mom’s, why don’t you go and find something to do… but they continue to hang out.

Today’s kids grow up so different with all the technology and apps. I try and make sure I know what is going on in their lives as much as I can…I do all the parent checks on their phones and apps. But I also give them some freedom and independence, which is important. I grew up writing notes and passing them in class and my parents never read them. I also grew up talking on the phone until all hours of the night and my parents did not listen to my phone conversations. So, I do think my kids need some privacy, freedom, and independence growing up.

I do not know how I did it, but maybe it was from always making sure I have their favorite snacks…but I have always felt comfortable talking to my kids and their friends, asking them about their day, school, other friends, maybe teasing them a little…I also just talk to them in normal conversation and I think that is important.

Snarky divorced gal (www.snarkydivorcedgal.com)

Tell A New Story

Organize into a new story.

I can hear you now as you start to purge, declutter and organize your home…

”Oh but my son wore that when….    Oh but my daughter made that for me….  Oh but my mother, but my father, but my best friend, my teacher, me……”  or is it  “I got that at the fair… I won that for…. I bought that when…I made that….”

There goes the story you keep telling yourself about every THING you just can’t seem to part with.  It’s time to change the story.  Give it new meaning, give it a new ending, give it a new feeling, give it a new energy.

“Oh that was my grandmothers she’d be so upset if I got rid of it and…” “Oh that’s from when I was in kindergarten…” “I won that in a contest in junior high for…”

GENTLE REMINDER : If you part with the “thing” you’ll still have the memory in your heart & your mind.

Today….release what you can, keep what you MUST.  Begin to work through the barriers that keep you from being successful, that keep you from living fully and being prospering or barriers that simply keep you stuck.  Organize the piles, files and to-do lists.  Create new systems to keep things together. Begin a new habit of putting things where they go so you can find them when you need them.  Purge, declutter, organize one drawer at a time, one closet at a time, one file at a time.  Just be sure to begin.  Begin somewhere today so tomorrow has less stress less chaos, less drama, less burdens.  And for goodness sake when you hear the voice in your head go on and on about the What’s and Why’s and Who’s.  STOP!

Let it go. Free yourself. Stand strong & breath. Tell yourself a new story.

Your God Girl,

Tracy

Age Ain’t Nothing But A Number

Age ain’t nothing but a number…

One of my favorite quotes is from Coco Chanel

“you can be gorgeous at thirty, charming at forty, and irresistible for the rest of your life.”

I have riffed about aging before and my struggles, really more my gripes lol.

I have now sat firmly at 47 for three months and I’m still trying to figure out our society’s fascination with aging.

And not necessarily in a good way.

Articles about what women over 40, even 30 should and shouldn’t do.

Cover your gray, don’t cover your gray.

Memes about aging punk ladies – yup that one stung.

Cougars(!)

Friends,

Can I tell you a really big secret? Like it’s huge?

I was a moron in my 20’s.

My 30’s so much change, crazy, crazy change.

My 40’s. I’ve landed.

I’m comfy about 80% of the time.

20% I wish I was 21 sitting next to Eddie Vedder at Lollapalooza.

Yes, that did happen.

But then I wouldn’t have my daughter, my friends, a job I love.

Also, milestones are different for EVERYONE. I have friends who adored high school. I didn’t hate it,but my happy memories were built in college.

I have friends who were BABIES when they had their babies and I have other friends who decided to wait until their 40’s.

I guess where I’m trying to go with this, is aging is a beautiful thing. If you all could see how much my haircuts alone have improved, you’d say “yup Caprise, you’re onto something.”

Each wrinkle and gray hair is a memento of a memory, a battle won.

You know what else age has given me?

A sense of calm.

I recently had a very scary situation with a group of girlfriends and I was able to diffuse the situation.

21 year old of Caprise would have broken out in hives.

47 year old Caprise was cool as a cucumber.

Again, this is just me- but I’m gonna be real. I like me so much better now. I still can be wobbly now and then- but a few cycles around the sun and motherhood have given me the ability to see I can handle a lot more than I ever thought I could.

As for those articles and memes…

I’m gonna wear leopard print as a neutral.

I’m going to keep getting tattoos until I run out of ideas or skin. Sorry Mom!

I am going to continue going to concerts.

Have dates with my friends.

Love on my daughter.

Buy the shoes.

Eat the pizza and as Coco said be irresistible or pretend like I am.

But most of all remember age ain’t nothing but a number.

 

As always much love Mamas.

<3

Caprise

Giving Thanks For My Blessings

 

Happy Thanksgiving! I hope everyone will be enjoying their day at home with loved ones. I want to give thanks for my many blessings.

I am typing this the night before and am watching the minutes click by and see that I still have 3 more pies to go! I have been cooking, baking and cleaning since Tuesday.  A few years ago my husband and I decided we were done running from house to house on the holidays and made the choice to start hosting. We would love to have everyone come but are in no way offended if they don’t want to or can’t. We get it, we really do. The hustle and bustle leaves no time to relax and before you know it-it’s over. Hence the decision to start hosting. I don’t mind all the cooking involved, quite frankly it’s one of the better things I do 🙂 I have 3 siblings and many nieces and nephews, my husband has 6 siblings, also with many nieces and nephews. So it can get pretty crazy and wild and on occasion there is some drama. I wouldn’t change a bit of it for anything. I look forward to looking around our home and seeing how the kids have changed and watching them grow. Reminiscing about our “younger” years and hearing about the shenanigans of my husband and his siblings.

At some point one of us girls will pull out the Black Friday ads to pick out all the things we want to get- knowing all along in the back of our minds we will never make it to the sales due to the food coma.  Out of all the years we’ve done this, we have gone ONCE …lol. We will watch football games, and take naps. Someone will bust out a few board games and we will play them for hours. If it’s nice enough outside the kids will go to the park or play a game of football in the yard. Suppertime will come around and we will reheat leftovers and fill ourselves again.

I am thankful, I am blessed.

Love to All-Kim