#1000Speak Amazing Compassion for Horrible Grammar

“I seen it”

“You SAW it. It’s your grammar. She doesn’t like you because your grammar sucks.”

Tears instantly ran down my face. My heart gained fifteen pounds in five seconds. The words on my phone became blurred. I no longer cared what he had to say. I needed to walk away.

My heart hurt.

There was no reason to reply to him, it wasn’t his fault. He hadn’t been hackling with the hens about why I wasn’t invited to the new blogging group. He didn’t want to be in the middle but that’s exactly where he was- right dab in the middle of my heart ache. But it wasn’t his words that hurt, it was hers.

I sobbed for hours.

She was friendly to my face which gave her words the ability to slice my heart in half.

Tears slowly escaped one by one for days.

Time spent writing was time wasted in vain. It’s time I can’t get back, time that could have been spent with my husband and children.

I sulked for weeks.

Quitting was the most viable option. If every blogger lacked compassion, walking away would be easy.

Then again, I’m no quitter. And I am firm believer that no two people are exactly alike.

Announcing to my blogging crew the possibility of my departure was harder than telling my Puerto Rican father I was pregnant out of wedlock.

The “no, you can’t leave” I expected was actually “no, you aren’t leaving” from them. Their reaction melted my heart. I felt wanted.




These are people I have never met. People who could walk pass me on the street and not recognize me. People who have never heard my laugh or seen me smile. People who like me for who I am.

These are people I adore.

Within days of being told my grammar sucked The Original Bunker Punks (the actual website) created something to not only make me feel better but to help others in similar situations.



The Original Bunker Punks (their Facebook page) have stood by me and created a movement in order to spread compassion across the blogging community.

These people have taken me under their wings and taught me the tidbits of knowledge I should have acquired in school. The compassion in their criticism is crucial. Each of them have helped me become a better writer because of something they have done or said along the way. I have flourished because of them.

For that, I am forever thankful.

Without compassion from The Original Bunker Punks I would not be here writing this right now.





Bunker Punk Tour

Recently I had the honor of working along side 4 of the greatest bloggers while launching our new publishing site, Original Bunker Punks.

Since the site went live I feel like everyone who has been a part of this, in one way or another, has had their blogging stats boost.

We’re famous, Bunker Punks!

What else is there to do but go on tour?

What is your most prized possession? 


I cherish my wedding ring. It symbolizes Brandon’s everlasting love and devotion to me. His love has no boundaries or stipulations that accompany it. It’s true love.


A relationship like ours doesn’t come often and I am well aware of that. I feel like everything in my life came together the moment he placed that ring on my finger.

Let me show off my bling.


How do you unwind after a long day?


Immediately after the kids go to bed I sit in my big chair, prop my feet up on the ottoman,  and catch up on Life with the Bearded J’s or Original Bunker Punks business. 


Where all my Facebook interactions take place, my big chair.

Once I get caught up I try to put my phone down and spend some quality time with Brandon. We usually cuddle up on the couch, talk to each other and watch TV. It’s my favorite part of the whole day. 

Recently I started drinking wine. I’m literally 4 days into my new habit. I enjoy a bottle glass of wine after the kids go to bed. It’s very relaxing.

Pink Moscato, cheers!


What is one song that has followed you throughout your whole life?


I feel like most of my life was spent trying to find love. I bounced from one heartache to the next trying to find a place to fit in. It wasn’t until Brandon that I finally felt like I belonged somewhere, with him.



I would have to say “How to Love” by Lil Wayne pretty much sums up my life. There isn’t one word that doesn’t describe me. I don’t like the music video but whatever, there it is. It’s the lyrics I relate too.


If you could give one piece of advice to new bloggers in your field,  what would it be?


Don’t put much thought into what other writers in your field are doing or saying. Remember where you came from and how or why you started. Don’t lose yourself because every time you hit publish you are putting yourself out there for the world to see, and the world can see through phonies.


Now that you’re famous, we need a quote from you. 


“Never love one of your children more than another, love them all differently- the way they need to be loved.” -Jenny Miller

Bunker Punk for life!

Jaelyn’s Journey

The biggest Booga I have ever seen.

I’ve been wanting to share Jaelyn’s first medical experience with everyone for awhile. I wasn’t sure how to write it. I needed you guys to understand having my 3 month old child go through surgery was the hardest thing I ever had to do. I wasn’t sure I could produce the words to describe it.

On a recent road trip to Michigan,  I was able to sit in the back of a minivan and write.  I decided to tell Jaelyn’s journey. I remember the tears streaming down my face as my fingers clicked away on the laptop. I secretly cried while I wrote about the scariest moment of my life.

Jaelyn has had numerous health issues in his 7 years of life. All have puzzled my mind and broke my heart. They do not define who he is, but they do allow some insight into his life.

Click here to read my featured piece about Jaelyns first surgery,

Jaelyn’s Journey.

The Very Inspiring Blogger Award


I was caught off guard with this award. How could I inspire anyone? I don’t know how I did it, but A Shot of Common Sense was inspired enough to think of me. That alone makes my heart smile. Thank you so much. I wish I had some fabulous speech prepared but I really have nothing,  I am completely speechless, which never happens.


In accepting my award there are a couple of things I must do. First, I must complete my interview. These questions were super hard and I didn’t want to disappoint anyone so I went with the first thing that popped in my head and just wrote everything I thought.

Welcome to my brain…

1. Why did you start your blog?


I started “Life With the Bearded J’s” as a place to tell my story. My life is full of crazy moments that I try to see the humor in. Facing really crappy situations with a smile and a joke is my way of coping. Writing about it and sharing it with you guys is an added bonus.


2. What book has touched you the most?


I have a huge confession,  I hardly ever read anymore. There was a time in my life I lived in books. I escaped reality through them. Lately,  reality has been better than any book. So I haven’t had to escape.


I remember my junior year in high school I took a literature class that required us to read “To Kill a Mockingbird.” It’s full of life lessons and I believe every teenager should be required to read it.


One of the biggest things I took away from that book was how important it is to stand up for what’s right, even if you’re standing alone. I live by that motto everyday.


3. If you could eat dinner with any famous person who is still alive, whom would you choose?

This is a hard question to answer. Famous people intimidate me, and I’m a Taco Bell drive thru kind of girl. I only enjoy sit down restaurants with Brandon. Generally we reserve sit down restaurants for special occasions. 


I guess I’d be down to take Norman Reedus to the Taco Bell drive thru with me, if I MUST. -I swear I was forced Brandon-


4. Where is the one place you have visited that gives you complete calmness?

The cabin we rented.


Brandon and I rent a cabin for our anniversary weekend. We slip away to Brown County State Park. We leave all sense of responsibility behind and reconnect with each other. It’s really nice to have each others undivided attention.


The whole cabin in the woods isn’t usually my cup of tea. Every time we go I visualize the beginning of a cheesy horror movie.  Bugs, dirt and wild animals generally freak me out but with Brandon by my side, its actually quite fun.



5. Are you a bucket list person? If so, name one thing on it?


I’m not really a bucket list person. When I want to do something, I do it. No need to wait till I’m on my death bed. 


6. What is the goal of your blog?


I honestly don’t have a goal. I guess one day it would be nice to generate income but if that never happens, I’m ok with it. Right now, I write for fun. I write because it eases my heart and relieves stress. That’s all I ever wanted to do, so I feel like I have already met the goal I set for it.


7. What is a well day spent to you?


A day spent vegging out on junk reality TV shows. No regrets. 


8. How do you start your day?


By checking my Facebook notifications. I lay in bed, clear out my notifications and wait for the kids to wake up. Once they’re up I go into full mommy mode for me. Get breakfast going, get Jaelyn to school and start my daily cleaning schedule. Yeah, I have a cleaning schedule.


9. What is your favorite holiday?


Fourth of July holds a special place in my heart. It was the night I told Brandon I loved him for the first time. I had no idea until recently but it’s also a favorite holiday for my parents because of similar reasons. Screw Valentines Day, fireworks is where the real romance lies.


10. Are you where you want to be professionally and if not, what will you do about it?


I’m a SAHM. I’m finally doing something that makes me happy and feel complete, every day. I’m my own boss, when the kids allow me to be. I work my own hours, as long as the kids say it’s ok. I do what I want, as long as it makes my kids happy. I’m exactly where I need to be, at home with my kids because that’s where they want me.


11. What is your favorite quote?


“It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.” – E.E. Cummings It’s kind of self explanatory, right?

The other thing I must do is nominate 5 other bloggers for this award


I nominate The Daily Rantings of an Angrivated Mom because we are so much alike it’s a bit creepy. I adore her because she allows me to do all the talking.

The lady behind Inappropriate Bursts of Laughter is such a kind soul and even through trying times she’s able to come out on top. She is a true inspiration.  

The author behind  Platypus Reviews is a very close friend of mine. He’s so nifty with technology it blows my mind away. His grumpy remarks would allow him to easily fit in at family dinner.

Recently I found out I am not the only one who struggles with texting and walking. So Very Shay,  made me feel normal within the first 5 minutes of knowing her and that’s not easy to do. 

Mother of Serendipity holds a special place in my heart. I adore her, her blog and her Facebook page. She’s always been super sweet and that is inspiring when you’re up against the mean girls on a daily basis.

The Making of a Selfie Queen


When people ask me what I think my best physical feature is, the only hesitation I have is which facial feature I’m going to spotlight. I love my smile. It’s not a perfect she must have had braces (I didn’t) smile but it’s warm and always sincere. My eyes are amazing. They’re so dark brown they look black. They say your eyes are the window to your soul; my soul must be dark and intense yet beautiful. My nose fits perfectly within the rest of my features. It’s not a bad nose at all; it can smell a poopy diaper from 10 feet away. It’s a damn good nose. I know hair isn’t a facial feature but I just want everyone to know that my hair is often the recipient of many compliments as well, when it’s fixed.

I don’t want you to think I’m conceited because that is not at all the case. You see my whole life I’ve been pleasantly plump, a little thicker than most girls.  I’ve always heard, “oh you have such a beautiful face.” I grew up only embracing my face because that’s what everyone complimented me on. I knew I was bigger than most girls but it was never an issue until I seen pictures of myself.

I remember looking at pictures from my first wedding and being completely disgusted with my body. It was the first time I had ever looked at my full body in a picture and I didn’t like what I saw. It wasn’t horrible but I could see why no one ever complimented me on anything else.

In every picture, I was smiling and my eyes were shining so bright you could see the happiness oozing out of my face. I could finally see what everyone else seen. I only had a beautiful face. The rest of me wasn’t cute at all. My arms were chubby, my butt was flat and lets not talk about my gut the “bone girdle” couldn’t even contain.

Every time I look at those wedding pictures my eyes immediately go to all my problem areas. I hate the way it makes me feel about myself. Looking at my reflection in a mirror is completely different to me than seeing myself in a picture. Those images haunt me.

When I recieved my first digital camera, I learned to take selfies. They became my favorite pictures of myself. They focused on the one part of my body that I was comfortable with, my face. I’ve never taken a selfie I didn’t like. I should give lessons. Picking the right pose, knowing your angle, getting the lighting just right, Sometimes I view it as an art form. I tried to teach my sister how to take a cute selfie but it was an epic fail. She wound up looking more like Meg (from Family guy) than ever before. Wait, this isn’t about my sister, this is about me and my body image issues. Back to me…

I’m coming to terms with being who I am. I still don’t like pictures of my full body. For the past 5 years family pictures are always done right after I have a kid. They all have that extra 100 pounds I gained during every pregnancy. Family pictures are never taken when I’m thinner and feel better about myself; which makes my full-body-image-photo-phobia even worse.

Please don’t take this wrong. I love myself and I don’t hide from family pictures. I just don’t like to throw them all over the internet. I know what my body could look like and those are the pictures I enjoy. For now, I love my selfies. They show all my best features and those are the pictures I enjoy sharing.

So next time you see me on Selfie Club posting about how I’m the #SelfieQueen, please don’t shake your head and pass judgment on me. Just smile and wait for the day that I feel comfortable enough with you to share my full body photos. That day will come, I promise.

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Naptime WAS Sacred


If you follow me on my Facebook page then you know #NaptimeisSacred. If you are a SAHM then you know #NaptimeisSacred. Heck, if you are a PARENT you know #NaptimeisSacred. You know who doesn’t know this? Punk ass teenagers, that’s who. Parents of teens don’t be offended; I don’t think all teens are punks, just the three that ruined naptime for me.

I’ll never forget that day. I remember everything like it was yesterday when in reality it’s been over a month. Every time I lay down to sleep, I think about it. Every time I’m home alone, I think about it. Naptime hasn’t been the same since. Naptime is no longer truly sacred for me.

I had been up the night before writing a blog. I had only gotten three hours of sleep. Jaelyn was at school. I had just fed Jenna and Jace soup and grilled cheese sandwiches for lunch. I could barely keep my eyes open. I was excited for naptime. I needed a nap, bad.

I put them both down to nap in separate rooms. They both fell asleep without any problems. I smoked a cigarette, made sure all the doors were locked and went upstairs for my nap.

I remember tossing and turning for about 30 minutes. I would doze off but wake back up within minutes. Which isn’t unusual for me during naptime, I’m always worried I won’t hear the kids when they wake up. I have this weird fear of waking up to the kids running around like wild banshees.

All of a sudden our dogs started barking. It was a crazy, loud and even ferocious bark. I thought maybe the UPS man had dropped off a package. I wasn’t expecting one but with the holidays so close sometimes my mom has gifts shipped directly to our house. I should have got up and checked but I was too tired. I knew the kids would be up within the hour and I wanted to get as much sleep as possible. The dogs barking calmed down. They slowly stopped, like dogs normally do when they’re barking at something outside and it disappears. It was 1:07 PM the last time I checked the clock.

I started to fall back asleep but was startled again when the dogs started barking crazy, just like before. I looked at the clock it was 1:19PM. For crying out loud, I want to freaking sleep! At this point I knew I had to investigate, if nothing else I needed to yell at the dogs so they’d stop barking. I grabbed a single package of wipes. The crinkling of the wrapper scares the dogs. I didn’t want to yell and wake the kids up. I was just going to toss the wipes down stairs and tell the dogs to go lay down.

I got to the top of the stairs and the dogs stopped barking. It didn’t slowly stop like usual, with a few growls and even a single bark. No, it was an abrupt stop, leaving a dead silence downstairs. Something’s not right. That’s not how my dogs stop barking.

Then I heard a male voice say, “Ahhh shit!” I swear on my life, I almost crapped myself. That’s not Brandon’s voice. Who the hell is in my house? I should have panicked. I should not have been able to think clearly but I could and I was! I don’t have a gun. We own two machetes; one in the garage and one next to my side of the bed. If I move, the floor will creak. They don’t know I’m home. I was thinking so clearly, to this day I am still shocked my mind was able to respond this way. Jenna and Jace are 10 feet from me, sleeping. I can’t wake them up. I have to get this guy out of my house, quietly. Holy shit, what do I do?

In a stern voice, while possibly peeing my pants, I said “You are on video surveillance right now. You have to the count of three to get the fuck out of my house, before I cock this son-of-a-bitch and come down GUNS BLAZING. One…… Two……” Just then my front door slammed shut. Holy shit, it worked. I just threatened to shoot a man with a package of wipes!

I ran down stairs and looked out the window by the front door. There was a young kid about 15 years old walking casually down my drive way with his cell phone in his hand. He was clearly making a call on speaker phone. He turned around and looked back at my house. I feel like our eyes met. I’ll never forget his eyes. Jenny, stop watching him and lock the damn door. He walked across the street to a vacant house. He was standing on the front porch. My door was still locked. How did he get in?

I ran back upstairs to get my phone so I could call the police. I decided to go into Jenna’s room and look out her bedroom window at the house across the street. The kid that was in my house along with 2 other kids, walked from behind the vacant house to the house next store. They’re body language and demeanor reminded me of a Big Foot sighting. None of them looked in the direction of my house. They weren’t talking. In fact one of them even put his hand on the side of his face, blocking his profile from my view. That little asshole, THEM assholes!

I handled the police. Then I called Brandon crying, then I called my mom crying then I sat in the chair and cried a little bit longer until the kids woke up. They slept until almost 3:15 PM, which could have been a glorious naptime had some punks not ruined it.


At the bus stop I told another parent what happened. She had woke up to texts from her sister, who lived a couple houses down, saying there were three teenage boys walking around looking in windows and knocking on everyone’s door. So they had been around the neighborhood stealing from everyone while they were at work. Punk ass teenagers!

We haven’t had any more problems but that doesn’t mean I feel safe. A teenage boy was able to gain access to my home, what’s stopping someone with more life experience?

Naptime was scared in my house and now it’s ruined. I have yet to sleep alone since it all happened. Maybe one day I’ll be able to get back into my daily routine of naps, I miss sleeping all day. One day I’ll be able to say naptime is sacred and really mean it.

My SECOND Liebster Award

 I believe I am here to accept an award of some kind? 


In case there was ever any doubt in ANY ONES mind, let it be put to rest now. I am FREAKING FABUSOULY FAMOUS!! Two Liebster Awards, in one week. I know there are blogs out there that have been requested to do more but come on people, just let me have my 15… wait, 30 seconds of fame!

Those of you who know me in real life know this is not something I ever expected would happen. I have been Blogging for less than 6 months. I don’t know how other blogs did in their first 6 months but I feel like I hit the floor running and have such a broad spectrum of readers. I am completely blown away and am so thankful people think of me! ME!!! Not Brandon with his beard or the kids with their vibrant take on life; No, people are thinking of me. My head is huge right now!

In school I did enough to barely get by. I wasn’t an over achiever. I wasn’t some fantastic athlete. I wasn’t into the arts program. I was me. In Middle School I was in the Gifted and Talented art class. I should have been more into art, which was more up my alley. But I was never recognized in school by winning trophies or awards. There were only two times in my high school career where my teachers gave anything I did a second glance. My journalism teacher submitted some of my Entertainment articles I had wrote for the school newspaper. One of them won first place at Ball State’s Journalism Day, I won a ribbon! My clay teacher entered my sculpture of a puppy into a contest. I won second place, I didn’t even get a piece of paper with my name on it. Sad huh? I was always just THERE, never in the spotlight. I always wanted a freakin trophy!



There it is. Sure is purdy.

Who really needs a trophy when you have not one but TWO Liebster Awards? I was completely blown away when Traci nominated me and now I’m flabbergasted that KAREN thought of me, while she was doing her laundry. That makes me smile. Thanks Karen!! Maybe I should come by and help you out with all your laundry….whoa wait. Laundry is not my cup of tea. The fame is going straight to my head, I’m not thinking clearly. You guys should go visit her blog, Laundry Fairy Tales, Life Beyond the hamper. (She’s on Facebook too) I better stop rambling before I offer to clean everyone’s house.


 What inspires you to write what you blog about?

My biggest inspirations come from my life; my husband, my kids, my thoughts and situations that make me laugh. This is one thing in my life that is all about me. Sure I talk a lot about my kids and my husband and my past but it’s MY opinion. For instance Family Fun Day was MY point of view. It was how I seen things that day. My thoughts have been my biggest inspiration. I don’t express them all because there is so many but my minding is always going. When I’m in a conversation no matter how serious it may be my mind goes to the humor side of it. It takes a lot of me to be serious, especially now a days.

Where do you prefer writing in your home, where are you sitting when you crank out your best material?

I like to take the kids upstairs; I block off the top of the stairs and close all bedroom doors except for the kids. Jenna has this pink and white striped chair in her room. I sit in it because it faces our fish tank. The running water from the filter of the tank makes me feel like I’m in nature by a running stream. I enjoy looking at the fish. When I get stumped or need to think about wording, I look at the fish. This allows Jace, whose only one, free roam of all the kids’ room. It gives me a small break right before lunch to write. No worries, my WHOLE house is child proof. I am a safety freak.

If I don’t get it knocked out in that time period then I usually stay up later than everyone else and just sit down stairs in my chair and type away. I have to have the TV off and I can’t really be bothered or else it comes out choppy. For instance, when I write with the kids around, that’s my first draft. I usually go back during naptime, while sitting in my chair down stairs and fix it all up.


What is your favorite scent…and does it take you to a different time and place when you smell it?

I love the smell of cakes baking. Not just because CAKE! But more because when I was younger, my mom owned her own bakery. She did amazing work; my mom was and still is very talented when it comes to decorating cakes or making desserts. And to go back to that time period in my life, I just remember it being good times. We always had desserts, and everyone was always complimenting my mom. I enjoyed that small venture in our life.

If you have 30 minutes of free-time, how are you going to spend it?

That really depends on who’s around. If the kids are home, I’ll probably spend it watching kid shows or playing games with them. If it’s 30 minutes alone with Brandon, you could put all your money on a mini sexy party. If its 30 minutes of me time, I would just play a game on my phone or play on Facebook, maybe even write a little.

If you could vacation anywhere in the world, where would you go?

Florida. I don’t want to leave the country because I really suck at foreign languages and that’s a lot of hassle. My parents live in Florida. I love staying at my parents’ house, it’s like being a grown up but in high school still. Day long trips to the beach, Disney crap and not to mention my mom is willing to watch the kids while Brandon and I slip away on a mini cruise. That’s epic.

If you won the lottery, what’s the first thing you would do?

Pay off all our bills. Then I’d help some family members out. The one frivolous thing I would purchase, which isn’t really frivolous would be a house. Brandon and I dream about living out the country, away from everybody. We both love those big country sometimes victorian style houses. I would have one built where everything was custom to us, with our future and past in mind it is where we could grow old together, and hopefully one day help raise grand kids and GREAT grandkids there. I get excited just thinking about it. Maybe we should start playing the lottery?

What household chore do you absolutely loath having to do?

The damn dishes; I feel like I cook why should I have to clean up too? It wasn’t too bad when I left the house to do my job every day, Brandon would do the dishes to help out. But now since I’m a SAHM, all that is my responsibly and I feel bad even complaining about it. Brandon works LONG, HARD hours, when he comes home that would be entirely too bitchy of me to ask him to wash the dishes. Especially if he realized how long I spent on Facebook every day.

Replacing the toilet paper roll….over or under?

Any way I put it on that particular time. I have no preference at all. Half the time, it’s lucky to make it on the roll. They’re ANIMALS I tell ya!

I remember when Brandon and I first moved in together, he brought up the way I put the toilet paper roll on. He wasn’t really complaining but I took it personal and was upset that I had been the one to put it on ALL THE TIME. When I replied, “well if your preference is THAT DEEP, you make sure you change the roll EVERY TIME, cause I don’t care how it goes on, as long as it goes on.” He never brought it up again. He’s a fast learner, he knows what’s up.

What 3 things would you want with you if you were stranded on a deserted island?

  1. My machete. I need to be able to protect myself against wild animals and I’m going to need to eat.
  2. A lighter. I already know I can’t start a fire. I swear I will be useless in a Zombie apocalypse.
  3. I know it says things but I need Brandon. I hate being alone. I wouldn’t bring the kids. A deserted island with kids would suck. They’ll be safer with whoever we left them with in the first place. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.

What does your perfect day look like?

We talking with or without kids here, seriously?!?!

With kids- There would be no meltdowns. Everyone would be happy. I wouldn’t have to cook because food would just appear when everyone was hungry. We would play and joke all day. There would be a lot of Wedgies, Wet Williies and Noogies for sure.

Without kids- I would write blogs and play on Facebook all day. I would also get a full night’s sleep and 2 naps that day. I don’t ask for much.


Now it’s time for me to nominate a few blogs. I’m only going to do a few because I have been nominated a few times, and I’m running out of blogs that haven’t been nominated.

My Nominees are:

The Daily Rantings of an Angrivated Mother

Is it Friday Yet?

Murphy Uncut

(I didn’t know MURPHY had a blog or I would have nominated her on my first one, I LOVE MURPHY!)

The Official Rules of the Liebster Award

If you have been nominated for The Liebster Award and choose to accept it, you must write a blog post about the Liebster award in which you:

1. Thank the person who nominated you, and post a link back to their blog on your blog.

2. Display the award on your blog — by including it in your post and/or displaying it using a “widget” or a “gadget” on your sidebar.

3. Answer the 10 questions about yourself provided to you by the person who nominated you.

4. Nominate 5 – 10 blogs that you feel deserve the award. (They must have a less than 1000 followers.)

5. Create a new list of questions for those bloggers to answer.

6. List these rules in your post (You can copy and paste from here.)

7. Once you have written and published it, you then must inform the people/blogs that you nominated and provide a link to your post so that they can learn about it (they might not have ever heard of it!)

My questions to my Nominees:

  1. What’s the most important lesson you wish to teach your child/children
  2. You walk into a bar, what’s the first thing you do?
  3. You win an all-expense paid vacation anywhere in the world, where would you go and who would you take? (You can take me; I’m always available for free vacations!)
  4. How did you come up with the idea of blogging?
  5. How long have you been blogging?
  6. What do you want on your tombstone? (pizza or grave)
  7. If you could turn back the hands of time and tell 18 year old YOU one piece of solid advice, what would it be?
  8. Is there something in your life that you have won or done that was so awesome that you want to share it with everybody, but it hardly ever comes up in conversations? (For instance, I once changed the heating element on our dryer, savings our family hundreds of dollars. I never get to tell anyone that because no one walks around talking about fixing dryers!)
  9. Tell me a funny story about your kid or kids.
  10. Who’s your hero?

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Liebster Award


I was nominated for the Liebster Award by Traci at A Day in the Life of a Drama Queen’s Mom. (she’s on Facebook too) I knew one day someone would notice me… Thank you Traci!!

I honestly feel like I just won Miss America! I did the hand wave in the kitchen a few minutes ago and I’ve been smiling from ear to ear. This is exactly what I needed, especially since no one ever remembers me. They remember Brandon and the kids but never me.

I never thought this day would come. I don’t have a speech prepared like Traci. I’ll just wing it…

First and foremost I would like to thank my fans! Without them, this would be a family affair. I would like to thank my husband, Brandon! With out the beard I wouldn’t have a gimmick. Thank you for getting your beard on, my dear. I love you and I need you more than you will ever know. I need to thank my kids. Without them, I would not be the person I am today. They are the glitter in my life. I need to thank my Mom and Dad. They created all this awesome-sauce; blame them or thank them. I owe my life to them. Lastly, I need to thank the blogging community. They have accepted me and laugh at my silliness. They are an amazing group of people who help empower me and they don’t even realize it. THANK YOU FOLKS!

Winner, winner chicken dinner!!!

What inspired you to start blogging?

I used to post a lot on my personal Facebook account about the kids and our lives. Whenever I would run into a FB friend in public they would always say how much they enjoyed all my post. So I knew I had something, I just didn’t know exactly what to do with it. (I still don’t really know)

I read a blog by Pink Fuzzy Slippers and my Hubby Pants and I immediately thought, I could do that. So I secretly wrote an introduction to what would be my blog. I saved it on my phone and never told anyone about it. Months passed by until I had the nerve to mention it to anyone.

Brandon and I were celebrating our 4 year wedding anniversary.  We rented a secluded cabin in the woods and snuck away for the weekend. While there I decided to read it to Brandon.

If I was ever going to do this blogging gig, I needed Brandon on board. He was blown away. He had no idea I could transfer my thoughts into words and it be so interesting. He told me I had to do this.

A month later on Mothers Day he got me a new phone, a tablet and writing things so I could start this new venture. I needed his approval and his OK, I needed him to hold my hand and stroke my ego. He has done just that. He has been my biggest fan through it all. I will forever be thankful for his never-ending support and love.

What are 2 of your biggest pet peeves?

Shit, I have so many.

I hate repeating myself. I hate when people don’t listen and I have to say things time after time, it’s so annoying. The kids are the worst with this one.

I also hate when people are moving at their own pace of RIDICULOUSLY FREAKIN SLOW, when I know they could be moving a little faster. I hate slow walkers, talkers, learners, texters, and eaters. It annoys me. GET THE HECK OUTTA MY WAY, I got stuff to do people. The kids are the worst at this one too.

Are you a dog person or a cat person?

Dog person, ALL. THE. WAY.

Growing up my mom told us kids my dad was allergic to cats. One day my senior year of high school my dad says, “let’s get a cat.” What the heck?

I instantly replied, “but you’re allergic.” Long story short, mom lied. She denies it but there is 4 of us kids and we all have the same story. Mystery solved! Moms a liar but I get it now.

Screw cats. When I lived with my ex husband we had like 4 cats. Cats are EVIL. Never again. I hate cats.

Brandon has already told our kids he’s allergic. I told him I will not participate in the lie but I’m glad he’s willing to take one for the team because UGH CATS.

We have 2 dogs. Buster and Bruno, they’re brothers from the same litter. One is really smart the other is really dumb. One is fat, one is thin. One is mainly black, one is mainly white. One acts like an old dog, the other one is young at heart. I won’t put them on blast by saying whose who.

We also have 5 fish, they’re my favorite of all the animals. Their names are : Queen Franchesca, Baby fish, Goldie, Nemo, and the big one. We never named him, he’s just really big and that’s what the kids call him. He’s about the length of a dollar bill. That’s huge for goldfish. I think I’m actually a goldfish person.

What is a lesson that you desperately wish your children would learn now? (So you can stop repeating it)

To properly wipe their butt. Skidmarks gross me out. Enough said.

Other than that I have really awesome kids. I usually only have to say something about 10 times before they get it. That’s normal right?

What is your idea of a “perfect date night” with your significant other?

In the bed of a pickup truck. Line that sucker with pillows and blankets. Park it in a remote area. Watch the stars and the sky. I really enjoy Brandon’s company. We used to go on dates all the time, but now we have date nights every Saturday. Because we rarely get away from the kids, we tend to stay in, rent a movie, get pizza and enjoy each other while the kids sleep. I like trying new things and a bed of a pickup truck is one place we’ve never cuddled at.

How do you feel about public restrooms?

*cringe* They are so disgusting, I hover. I always freakin hover. I have protected my vag from all kinds of crud over the years, I’ll be damned if I pick up a herp off a public restroom. No thank you.

I do have a funny story about a truck stop.

One Christmas we were heading up to Michigan for a Christmas party, I was pregnant with Jaelyn. My older brother and his wife couldn’t make it but we took their boys. Their youngest was around 6 years old. I had to pee so my dad pulled over at a truck stop. It was a raunchy one.

I took my youngest nephew in with me because he had to pee too. I wasn’t a mom yet, I was just creeping up on 9 months of being pregnant. (Jaelyn was born 2 weeks after this incident) Looking back, he should have went first.

I went pee first, in the handicapped stall. I made him come in the stall with me because there was a lot of foot traffic in the restroom. I’m doing my thing and I hear him say, “Aunt Jenny… whats this hole for?”

I look up and there’s a hole in the wall. My nephews getting ready to stick his eye up to it! I screamed, “NOOOOOOO!”

He didn’t look in it and nothing popped out of it. I almost peed down my leg, I was prepared to jump up midstream if needed. I don’t think the hole was for what my mind went to but you never know. I will never forget that story. I laughed the rest of the way to Michigan. Heck, I’m still laughing.

What is your favorite thing to cook or bake?

I love cooking and baking but I hate making things from scratch. I have a recipe for a Beefy Baked Ravioli. It’s amazing, tastes like lasagna. I enjoy making it because you would think its all homemade but in fact it calls for frozen ravioli and a jar of your favorite spaghetti sauce. I like meals that have you make some stuff but allows for prepackaged ingredients.

I also enjoy baking Pineapple Upside-Down Mini-Cakes. That recipe is the same way, boxed cake mixes are fabulous!

Are you a “lover” or a “fighter”?

Both. At times I maybe more of one than the other. Younger Jenny LOVED a good fight. Now a day’s the only thing worth fighting over is my family. In any way, shape or form if someone messes with them, all hell will break loose, heads will spin and tables will flip. I do not play games when it comes to Brandon and the kids.

When I love, it’s with my whole heart. Over the years love has changed me, the change was usually for the worse. The relationships that I maintain now are healthier and they make me a better person. A person that doesn’t want or need to fight. So lately I’ve been more of a lover but I enjoy loving so I’ve been rolling with it.

If you could publish something (other than your blog), what genre would you write?

I would write those cheesy romance novels. The plot is always the same, so I would bring plot changes to the table and make them even more fabulous. I am a true romantic.

When and where did you get your *real* first kiss?

The first time my lips ever touched a boys lips, I was in 6th grade. He was a handsome basketball player. He was so tall I had to stand on the curb, we were hanging out at a playground. But that’s all it was, our lips touched.

My real first kiss, the one I think counts, happened the summer after 8th grade year. (Big gap between kisses huh? I’m not a hussy!) I don’t like to kiss and tell but this time, sparks flew. I had butterflies in my stomach and I couldn’t sleep all night. But that was with a guy whose last name is Denney. I enjoyed the kiss and many more after, but Jenny Denney? No thanks.


My last duty as a Liebster Award recipient is to nominate other blogs. Yay!! These are some personal favorites of mine. Some I have been following for months/years and others I just stumbled across last week…

I nominate the following blogs for the Liebster Award

The Original Hussy Strikes Again

Imperfect Mom Chronicles

The Hoare

Sippy Cup and Booze

Moe & Co

Ignore the Mess

Sister Serendip


Ruling the Nest


Official Rules of the Liebster Award

If you have been nominated for The Liebster Award and choose to accept it, you must write a blog post about the Liebster award in which you:

1. Thank the person who nominated you, and post a link back to their blog on your blog.

2. Display the award on your blog — by including it in your post and/or displaying it using a “widget” or a “gadget” on your sidebar.

3. Answer the 10 questions about yourself provided to you by the person who nominated you.

4. Nominate 5 – 10 blogs that you feel deserve the award. (They must have a less than 1000 followers.)

5. Create a new list of questions for those bloggers to answer.

6. List these rules in your post (You can copy and paste from here.)

7. Once you have written and published it, you then must inform the people/blogs that you nominated and provide a link to your post so that they can learn about it (they might not have ever heard of it!)


Here are the list of 10 questions I would like my nominees to answer:

1. What’s your favorite past-time, aside from blogging?

2. If you could turn back the hands of time and do one thing in life differently what would it be and why?

3. What is your main goal you would like to accomplish with your blog?

4. If you could have lunch with one person,  dead or alive, who would it be and why?

5. What inspires you to write?

6.  What is your blogging routine? (How do you go about creating a new blog entry from start to finish?)

7. What is one thing you want the blogging community to know about you?

8. What is your fondest child hood memory?

9. If you were not doing what you do everyday (doing the same thing is not an option) what would you be doing? (for work or for fun)

10. Describe your first *real* date, the one with no chaperones!