In this type of economy, it seems that cash is as precious as finding that big, golden nugget back during the California Gold Rush.
I've started clipping coupons. I even have an accordian file that holds all my free money. In the last money I've saved over $30.
I'm not even close to being the woman who has a grocery bill of $270 and only paying $45, but we're getting better.
Since I figure most of the people who read this blog would also like to know about good finds, I thought I would include this link to Proctor and Gamble.
On Sunday, March 1st they will have a savings book in the Sunday paper. These people make all kinds of products I'm sure you use. Toothpaste, dishwashing detergent, toilet paper, etc. In the last book I was able to save close to $20 on stuff we use everyday.
Just wanted to let you know about it. Might be reason to buy a Sunday paper.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Move over Bar Refaeli
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Tinkle, Tinkle Little Star
This weekend we decided to buy Zoe a potty chair. I don't think she's entirely ready to begin potty training yet, but I wanted to get her a chair that she can begin to feel comfortable with.
We went to the store, she tried out several chairs and we settled on a pink, Baby Bjorn throne for our little princess.
When we got home, she wanted to put on her fancy shoes and sit on her throne.
Now if only potty training will go this easily!
We went to the store, she tried out several chairs and we settled on a pink, Baby Bjorn throne for our little princess.
When we got home, she wanted to put on her fancy shoes and sit on her throne.
Now if only potty training will go this easily!Monday, February 23, 2009
Three's Company
This weekend D & E came to visit. It is always such a joy to have them with us.
I came out of the bathroom Saturday morning to N sitting in the living room and no children. It was quiet.
If you're a parent you know they are up to no good.
Then a burst of laughter from D's & E's room.

I came out of the bathroom Saturday morning to N sitting in the living room and no children. It was quiet.
If you're a parent you know they are up to no good.
Then a burst of laughter from D's & E's room.

All the covers were on the floor and we had three guilty smiles.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
I'm with the band
Thursday night was the Kutless/Stellar Kart/Everlyn/Disciple concert. I had bought N some tickets and back stage passes at Christmas.
Then I came down with the double whammy sinus infection/strep throat fantasticness.
I couldn't be with the band.
Tears were shed. I may have even been in the fetal position as I fell asleep. I can't be sure.
N took our friend Shawn. They had a blast. By blast I mean N hasn't taken off his back stage pass yet.
As a good husband, he asked if there was anything I wanted from the concert. Like any scrapbooker, I replied weakly, "pictures!"
He took the camera and got some great shots.

Then I came down with the double whammy sinus infection/strep throat fantasticness.
I couldn't be with the band.
Tears were shed. I may have even been in the fetal position as I fell asleep. I can't be sure.
N took our friend Shawn. They had a blast. By blast I mean N hasn't taken off his back stage pass yet.
As a good husband, he asked if there was anything I wanted from the concert. Like any scrapbooker, I replied weakly, "pictures!"
He took the camera and got some great shots.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Knock, knock, knockin' on death's door
It's been a tough couple days. I was hit like a semi truck with something unpleasant.
Namely a combination of strep throat and a sinus infection.
AT. THE. SAME. TIME.
I'm going back to bed to get some rest and hopefully let the antibiotics have their way with me.
Namely a combination of strep throat and a sinus infection.
AT. THE. SAME. TIME.
I'm going back to bed to get some rest and hopefully let the antibiotics have their way with me.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Marvel-ous
I have some kind of super-hero, spy-ness in my blood. I was named after a Charlie's Angel and my favorite show was Wonder Woman. I even had a swimsuit that totally looked like WW's outfit, minus the golden lasso.
If that doesn't make me like 1 step away from my own super hero status, I honestly don't know what does.
It's no wonder I LOVE super-hero movies. These characters, in a sense, are my friends by default.
I will admit, I'm not big into the super-hero world, though. Like I know Superman's secret identity is Clark Kent. I know Bruce Wyane = Batman. I also know Peter Parker = Spidey. Popeye loves Olive Oil. The basics. What can you expect, I'm still trying to find my golden lasso!
Beyond that, I have limited knowledge. I have no idea that The Hulk and Spidey like their soda out of a bottle rather than a can. I can pretend to know this (like the soda), but I have no real interest in knowing the deep, dark secrets of the hero's past. I like watching them save the world and get the girl.
N, on the other hand, is a total comic book fanatic. He LOVES all the deep, dark secrets and weired ways that the heroes connect. You can give him any comic book character and he will give you a 20 minute lesson on who the secret identity is, how he found out he was a super hero, what he likes to drink, where he lives, his friends, the color of his bathroom, what time he was born, etc.
It's safe to say that my world of super heroes opened up 1,000-fold when I married. Prior to 2005, I had no knowledge of the X-Men or the Fantastic Four. I was totally missing out.
On Valentine's Day when N mentioned we should stay in and watch Iron Man I was totally game. A new superhero for me to learn about. Heck yes!
I will state for the record, Robert Downey, Jr. as Iron Man was absolutely perfect. I think it's safe to say I have a new favorite super-hero.
Which is saying quite a bit since Wolverine is hard to top.
Maybe it's the gadgets and lack of bushy sideburns.
Maybe it's because Iron Man could totally make me a WAY cooler golden lasso.
If that doesn't make me like 1 step away from my own super hero status, I honestly don't know what does.
It's no wonder I LOVE super-hero movies. These characters, in a sense, are my friends by default.
I will admit, I'm not big into the super-hero world, though. Like I know Superman's secret identity is Clark Kent. I know Bruce Wyane = Batman. I also know Peter Parker = Spidey. Popeye loves Olive Oil. The basics. What can you expect, I'm still trying to find my golden lasso!
Beyond that, I have limited knowledge. I have no idea that The Hulk and Spidey like their soda out of a bottle rather than a can. I can pretend to know this (like the soda), but I have no real interest in knowing the deep, dark secrets of the hero's past. I like watching them save the world and get the girl.
N, on the other hand, is a total comic book fanatic. He LOVES all the deep, dark secrets and weired ways that the heroes connect. You can give him any comic book character and he will give you a 20 minute lesson on who the secret identity is, how he found out he was a super hero, what he likes to drink, where he lives, his friends, the color of his bathroom, what time he was born, etc.
It's safe to say that my world of super heroes opened up 1,000-fold when I married. Prior to 2005, I had no knowledge of the X-Men or the Fantastic Four. I was totally missing out.
On Valentine's Day when N mentioned we should stay in and watch Iron Man I was totally game. A new superhero for me to learn about. Heck yes!
I will state for the record, Robert Downey, Jr. as Iron Man was absolutely perfect. I think it's safe to say I have a new favorite super-hero. Which is saying quite a bit since Wolverine is hard to top.
Maybe it's the gadgets and lack of bushy sideburns.
Maybe it's because Iron Man could totally make me a WAY cooler golden lasso.
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