It is Almost Wedding Time. . .

It is almost Wedding time. . .

It is hard to believe that the Wedding is only a month away. Seems like Sprat and Sweet G just got engaged. The plans are all coming together slowly but surely.

The Church is booked, reception and rehearsal venues are set and final walk throughs are scheduled. Waiting to hear on RSVP’s to finalize the head count.

I did finally get a dress, that was an arduous process. Trying on clothes used to be so much fun, now it seems more of a chore. Still need to decide on a dress for the rehearsal dinner and the last shower.

Everything is coming together. . . . for this Fairytale Wedding. . .

We Now Have a Senior in Our House

We have a college senior now. . .

Junior year is in the books and we now have a senior in college. Big T finished up strong with the Deans list for Spring semester. Drove up to Massachusetts to bring Big T home for the Summer. Very excited to have him home for a little bit, although he has lots of plans to visit his teammates and his brother.

So many emotions . . .

So many emotions right now: happy, sad, frustrated, excited, and hopeful. We are very excited for Big T as he transitions to his senior status. Just to clarify the frustration part of my emotions. Both of the boys frustrate me to no end when it comes to graduation. It does not matter if it is High School or College neither one wanted to go to their graduation ceremonies.

Having not attended my own college graduation, I insisted Sprat go to his. I had many regrets for not going to my graduation I did not want him to have the same. Big T is already trying to get out of his graduation from college. Sprat admitted after the fact that he was glad he went to graduation, he may have been shining me on a little.

Conclusion. . .

As a mom to two stubborn, bull headed boys it is my job to try and keep them from making the same mistakes I made. We all want to keep our kids from making our same mistakes. It is the most difficult thing to reason with tweens, teens, and twenty somethings that believe they know everything and think you got to be this old by being stupid.

Stay tuned for more pearls of wisdom from this crazy mother of two strong willed young men. . .

Lacrosse Season Official Over for 2023-2024

Lacrosse Season officially over. . .

Big T’s lacrosse season is officially over and I am a little sad. Junior year is winding down and soon Big T will be home for the Summer. It was a banner season for lacrosse in our house, Big T had a good season and Sprat had a good first season as a High School lacrosse coach.

I am very proud of both of my kiddos, they are growing, changing, and becoming pretty good humans. The hubbs and I got to see the last two home games for Big T and they put up two good wins. Very exciting to watch your kid grow and bloom as a student, athlete, and as a person.

Must be honest, I am a little sad to see the season end. I am going to miss: our little trips to visit Big T, watching him play, visiting with his friends and teammates, and the other parents.

Stay tuned for recipes from the garden, the hubbs has been busy in retirement. . .

potatoes, onions, spinach, peppers, tomatoes, and radishes so far.

Road Trip and a Little Lacrosse. . .

Road Trip. . .

The hubbs and I make at least two trips a year to see the boys play college lacrosse. Sprat graduated this year in May so this year we travel to see Big T. Big T is the face off guy for his team and has been really working on his technique. He kept telling us all week, Mom I have a new technique I am going to try in my next game. Big T was so excited to execute his technique.

Big T in White jersey and making his move

Big T again with the Win on face off.

Love Watching these kids play. . .

Love watching these guys play lacrosse, they have really come together as a team. So excited to be able to go visit with Big T and watch him play. We visited some new places to eat and went back to some old favorites. The lobster roll at Legal Seafood is a must anytime in Massachusetts. This time we tried Dave’s Hot Chicken a favorite of Big T. I do not eat a lot of meat when eating out but, you will love this, they had a cauliflower alternative to their chicken tenders and it was delish!! We will go back next time we visit for sure.

Stay tuned for more recipes and Lacrosse updates as the season continues. . .

How to Stay Healthy and Eat Healthy at Work. . .

How do we eat healthy at work. . .

How do we eat healthy at work? It is very difficult when you are surrounded by sweets, treats and quick grab vending machines. Being sent home to work remote was the best thing that ever happened to me. I am able to fix my own meals and I am not tempted by the monthly cake squares we used to get.

Meal prep is the key. . .

When I worked in the office, meal prep was the key. Fixing a few days in advance always helped me stay prepared to go to work. Working twelve hour days you cannot just take your lunch, you need breakfast and a good snack too.

This is a fabulous chicken and rice soup my hubbs made this morning.

One of the chicken pies the hubbs made too.

The Hubbs and his chicken soup and chicken pie. . .

We each have our own specialties and the hubbs is definitely his chicken soup and chicken pie. The boys love these especially the soup.

  • 4-5 Chicken breast
  • 2 large containers low sodium chicken broth
  • 2 sprigs fresh rosemary
  • 4-5 cloves garlic minced
  • 1 T oregano
  • 5 fresh sage leaves
  • black pepper
  • 1 cup Jasmine rice

2 T Montreal steak marinade, 2T red wine vinegar, 1/4 cup olive oil, 1/4 cup water and mix that together and pour over the chicken and a little chicken broth and minced garlic cloves. Place Chicken and all of the above in the crock pot and cook on low for about 8 hrs.

After your chicken is cooked pull it out and shred about 3 chicken breast for your soup and save the other breast for your pies. Put your shredded chicken back in the crock pot with the above ingredients and cook on low for about 5 hrs, You can use your left over chicken to make pie or you can use it to pack your lunch with salads, wraps, or just over some rice.

Stay tuned for some more meal prep and healthy eating ideas from my kitchen to yours, until we eat again. . .

No New Year’s Resolutions Here. . .

No New Year’s resolutions at my house. . .

I resolve this year to be a better me, I do not want to be better than anyone else just a better me. Have said this time and again and I do try to do and be better each day. When I say be better I mean, be more forgiving of myself and others, be more patient with others, and goodness knows I want to improve my health.

I am on a constant improvement plan. . .

I am on a constant improvement plan for myself; improving my diet, physical health, and my mental health. Work required some interesting reading this past year and I am glad that it did. I read some books I probably would never have even thought about. Emotional Agility, by Susan David and dare to lead by Brene Brown were both good reads.

This is the year of the Wedding. . .

Lots of posts will be Wedding related, so much to do and so little time. You would think we have it all done but little things keep popping up and oh, you need to do that too. This is going to be a huge emotional year for our family as our first born starts his life with his new bride. I have to say I am very excited to be gaining a daughter. Sprat and Sweet G spent Christmas at our house this year, which was great.

Tasting at the Reception Venue

Fun at the Wedding Show

Been awhile since I posted last. . .

It has been awhile since I posted last, life got real busy and I will be honest I was just too tired to do anything but sleep. Getting more rest and self care will be a goal for me this year. We could all use a little more self care, I think we hustle and bustle so much to try and please everyone we lose sight of our own care.

Stay tuned. . . Weddings, Love, Self Care and family will be the focus this year. . .

Love this Lilly, so beautiful

Nobody Gets Out Alive. . . Reflections

Nobody gets out alive. . .

Do not be afraid of my title, nobody has passed away. I am merely reflecting on life these days. Life is a journey not a destination and I am going to try harder to remember that. Feeling the need to embrace new adventures and get out of my “corner ” of the world more often.

My hubby might be shocked. . .

My hubby might be shocked to know he inspired this post. As we age things change; our bodies, minds, and our abilities to do things like we have in the past. I used to be a very social person but, I have changed over the years. No longer do I want to go out to clubs or parties and somedays I do not even want to leave my home. I need to find that social person again or I may find myself all alone with only a dog to socialize.

Now, I could blame my reclusiveness on COVID but that would be wrong. My introversion started way before COVID. The hubs did share a story with me about when he was in first grade and did not want to go to school. He even begged his mom to let him stay with his uncle. His mom made him go to school, she worked the school cross walk. The uncle, that my husband wanted to stay home with, took my hubby and his cousin to school every day.

As I have aged. . .

As I have aged, I have become less go out and do things and more snuggle at home with a good book or Netflix. I must admit the boys being in school in Massachusetts has helped with my getting out of my corner of the world. It has given me a desire to visit other states and cities. The boys going out of state to school may have been a blessing to me as much as it was a blessing to them.

Traveling. . .

The hubbs and I have often talked about traveling to all of the states and checking out their historic spots. He has retired and has not stopped long enough for us to make any plans to travel. My hope is that he will slow down and we can make some plans together. We are the two, that before we had kids, took off one night and drove four hours to get crab legs.

I hope to rekindle some of that spontaneity from our youth. Here’s hoping!

We took a quick trip to the zoo while Big T was home for the Summer.

Many Updates on Life in My Corner. .

Many Updates since last post. . .

Many updates since my last post. Sprat is now a college graduate and is on the job hunt. He will be a history teacher and hopes to coach lacrosse. We all attended graduation against the will of Big T. Not sure why my kids do not want to bask in all of the celebration that goes along with graduation.

Graduation. . .

The hubbs and I drove up for all of the celebrations. We attended Catholic Baccalaureate Mass it was a very moving service. We are not Catholic, so it was all new to us. I loved that we got to see the hooding ceremony during the Mass. The next day was graduation, we stood in line for an hour to get in to the venue. We sat for another hour before the graduation started. Despite Sprat’s reluctance in participating in all of the hoopla he had the biggest grin on his face the whole time. I was thrilled to see him so happy.

Big T and Sprat after Mass

Sprat and Sweet G

After Graduation, see that smile. . .

Senior Night at Lacrosse

Sprat and I after Mass

My boys are home. . .

My boys are home, we moved them home after graduation, only to be home for a short while. They are working on getting jobs for the Summer and playing lacrosse. Big T is taking two classes this Summer to lighten his load in the Fall and Spring. Sprat is moving back to Massachusetts for the Summer to work.

Conclusion. . .

Our Summer is packed with Wedding plans and celebrations, stay tuned to see what is next in my corner.

My Southern Gentleman vs the North

Sprat in school in Massachusetts. . .

Sprat is in college in Massachusetts, Sprat is about as southern of a boy as there ever was. We are not rednecks but, our hayseeds do show on occasion. The Southern drawl is strong with my oldest, and funny thing, the farther North he went the harsher his accent became.

Sprat’s first college. . .

Sprat’s first college he attended closed due to financial difficulties, it was a small private college. He will graduate from the college that he transferred to when that first one folded. The professors at the first college took great pride in ridiculing my son for his accent and what they believed his upbringing to be. They believed all Southerner’s were dumb and drove around in pick up trucks with deer strapped to the hood. My very sweet and proud Southern boy did not cower or waiver in his studies or his passion, he persevered like all fine Southern gentlemen.

Not everyone ridiculed the Southern gentleman.

Not everyone ridiculed my Southern gentleman, the girls found him very interesting. The little Southern boy from North Carolina had all the young ladies in Massachusetts a little confused. They did not know what to do with him or how to react to him. He was not what they were accustomed therefore, they were intrigued. As you are already aware, my Southern gentleman has found his forever person in the North. The North has infiltrated our clan and Sweet G will officially join our family in 2024. We could not be happier for these two crazy kids.

Sweet G . . .

Sweet G and Sprat became friends through mutual friends at school. This very sweet young lady has taken care of my Southern gentleman when he was sick and took care of both the boys at Thanksgiving this past year. Her petite stature holds a huge heart.

There is a language barrier. . .

There is a language barrier between the North and South, Southerners have little phrases and words Northerners have never heard. If you told a Northerner to “go up yonder and get yur clothes changed.” They may not know where you wanted them to go. “I’m fixin to get supper on the table.” That means you are about to eat. What about a “lightnin bug,” do you know what that is? That is a firefly. Did your mama ever tell you, you were “gonna get a switchin?” If she did that means you are a Southerner and you got your butt “whopped” from time to time. If your daddy ever came home from work and said, “I feel like I have been rode hard and put up wet,” then your daddy had a pretty hard day. I will never forget my mom telling me about a small bathroom at the hospital, she said, “you couldn’t cuss a cat in here without gettin hair in your mouth.”

Sprat’s Southern observations. . .

I will never forget Sprat calling home one day from college to tell us how things were going, this was before Big T was attending. Sprat was telling about lacrosse practice and then stopped and he said, “mama these people do not know what rain smells like.” Laughing out loud, I asked him what he was talking about. He said after practice he and several guys walked out of the locker-room and he took a deep breath and said he could smell rain coming. After he had voiced this observation to his friends they all looked at him like he had three heads. Apparently that is not something they noticed or had ever heard before but, in the South you know rain is coming because the air smells different right before a rain shower.

Sprat called another day after practice just to talk and let us know how things were going. He said, “Mama, the coach was playing a good song on the radio during practice and I asked him to cut it up.” According to Sprat, coach did not know what he was talking about. Coach said, what do you want cut up and Sprat replied the radio so we can hear the song. This is another one of those old Southern sayings. Cut it up, referring to the volume on the radio.

Stay tuned as we start the Wedding fun. . .

These two crazy kids

It is Official, I am Old. . .

It is official, I am old. . .

Yes, it is official, I am old. I am no longer a mother of teenagers but, a mother to two young adults. Wow!! That was hard to even type much less imagine. Very proud of both my young men and I look forward to see where they will go in life.

Celebrating. . .

Celebrating Big T and his birthday this month. He is no longer a teen but a young adult. So proud of him and all that he has accomplished. Big T was the one that scared me the most; pre term labor at 26 weeks, flu at 2 months with a temp of 106, and then the swine flu at age 7. This one really tested this mothers nerves like no other. He gets so aggravated with me about celebrating everything but what he does not realize is how close I was to losing him before he even took his first breath. So yes, I celebrate EVERYTHING! I am the Mother!

Baby T
Big T all grown up
Big T and I

Conclusion:

This one did test my limits and my strength as a mother but, I would not change a thing. I am old, I have gray hair, and wrinkles much to my dismay. I gave up coloring my hair but, I am still fighting the wrinkles. Stay tuned as the journey continues into good food, real food, and updates on the nuptials.