A Status Report

One day!

I leave for Allume in ONE DAY!

Have I packed?


Have I bought a box of devil dogs for the journey.  I surely have!

And that’s really all I have to report on that.  Hopefully, by the time This Rockin’ Mama gets her keester over here to spend the night, I’ll be packed.  Since we, you know, fly out at six. in. the. morning.  For those of you keeping score, that’s One Early Morning Rise!

Lord, be near! (Especially to my alarm clock, Lord. Imma gonna need ya.)

I wanted to update you on the Kids Agenda I wrote about the other day. Sweetman decided the notes weren’t enough. Tonight he presented me with a whole new kind of Special.

I give you… this:


The fun never ends around here.






At this point, I think it’s safe to assume that you all realize the importance of prayer to the success of this launch. Right?

Thank you.

One Page Per Day

I’m leaving in a few short days to attend the Allume Conference.  I’ll be meeting some sweet friends In Real Life that I’ve only been able to connect with online up until now. I. Can’t. Wait.

I’d like to think that I am a kind wife.

Or, a tad whack-a-doodle.

Either way, I made up a little agenda for Sweetman. There are four pages; one for each day that I’ll be gone. I thought I’d done a pretty decent job of including every little detail that might be important for him to know. Sweetman is a night owl.  Ours is a pretty beautiful pairing.  I do the mornings, he does the evenings.  This will be a whole new world of hurt for him, getting the kids up and attem’ in the mornings.

We went through the agenda this weekend.  We walked around the house discussing where to find the things needed for the double-header soccer games for both kids on Saturday and which folder is for reading and which one to put the bus notes into.  Sweetman is an engineer. He thrives on details.

So, it shouldn’t have surprised me to see this:


First of all, I’d like to apologize for what now looks like a Classified Document.

And next, I’ll spare your eyes from scanning for the following information:  Every Single little notation he made?  It was already in the notes.  But, he needed to rewrite it “for importance”, he said.

And there are three more pages.

Exactly. Like. This.



It’s a good think I think he’s the bomb diggety.

(I must admit that I am slightly concerned that Homeland Security is going to be staring me down for writing the words “bomb” and “Classified” in one place on the web?  I’m just a Domestic Engineer who loves Jesus and Devil Dogs!  Promise!)

All Aboard the BlogHer 12′ Train

I almost can’t contain my excitement as I start preparing for the trip to New York City for the BlogHer 12′ Conference in a few days, (thanks, Picante` Sauce commercial, I just can’t get the sound of that cowboy saying “New York City?” out of my head.).  I’m not really sure if I’m more thrilled to be child-free for 4 whole days or to have the opportunity to rub shoulders (but not literally of course, that would just be weird!) with some of the “giants”, in my eyes, of the blogging/writing world.

After reading thirty a couple of posts on what to wear (comfy shoes, anyone?)  and what not to wear, and what to focus on and what not to worry about, I think I’ve got a good list of goals nailed down.

  1. Actually get out of the house and into the car alone    That’s a good start, yes?
  2. Remember to pick up partner-in-crime    MTM, I wouldn’t really forget you.  I don’t think.  Call me if I’m not there by 10!
  3. Not get lost in the city   If I don’t call Sweetman and have to ask him to navigate me in some way, he’ll consider the trip a success.
  4. Ask a bazillion questions
  5. Soak up every stinkin’ minute of my time with all the peeps who so get what I love about blogging

Now, don’t get me wrong.  I’ve got more than a few things I hope to accomplish once there, (finally decide which bird these feathers belong to after all, for one. Or, is it, which feathers this bird belongs to?)  And questions galore.  (What IS a “sparklecorn”, anyway? I’m assuming it’s fun to find out?)  But mostly, I just want to accomplish number 1.  That’s right.  Because at the rate things are going around here, Thursday morning is zooming toward me at warp speed; and I’m still laying on the tracks!