counting for big boys

I needed to get out of our sciencey craft-a-day homeschooling rut for my lil preschoolr, and I wanted to do something way FuN 'n FrEe... so we went to the mall! How is that not a way fun way of learning?

So, to engage my little big boy B'Riggston Travestix, we decided to play the "I Spy a Pregnant Lady Game".

Pointing out all the round, globular bellies helped with his circle shape recognition, and urging him to use both the left and right arm for pointing (discreetly) is helping him develop ambidextrousity. Then we practised numbers by counting all of the pregnant ladies and how many kids they already had with them and adding that together, to get a whopping 12 buns in the ovenses and 42 chicklets. Then, I taught the kids patiance as they sat in the stroller while I tried on outfits for the next 3 hours. It was way fun and can't wait to do it again!

Some Spinsty Dating Advicte

more tips here from dating diva daily

So sorry I skipped on the dating guide, but I was practcilly covered in edible gLiTteR and FrOsTiNg all week long making the most precioust Valentines cake pops for everyone!!! Hope your V-Day was still super special!!! <3

Basiclly thoguh, what it would have said, is if you live in student apartments, then get really gussied up (that means do your eyebrows, tease taht hair, some super shiny lipgloss, a way cute modest outfit, but not chico's modest) and walk back and forth to the mailbox at least 5 different times. First, go with lots of pretend letters and put them in your box. Then, every 35 mins or so, go and take a letter out, that way it won't be obvious you are checking a empty box.

Their should be two, maybe three super hot guys on their balconies playing guitar at diffrnt times during the day, so if you make eye contact with one of them, maybe make a little wave, they *should* wave you over. If they don't the first time, then go and put something in your car, take it out, go knock on someones door or walk to the office, go walk to the laundry room to "see if your roomie was in there" anything that gets you in his line of site a few times. If they are totally lame and don't say anything, just go up to them say, "I'm looking for a roomie, she's big, brown hair.... have you seen her?" If the convo goes stale, ask them abut their guitar, how you've ALWAYS wanted to learn, can he show you something...

If you see someone weird, just pull out your phone and start textng... avoid looking at them at ALL COTS!

These same rules pretty much apply if you are at the mall, a book store, a resturaunt, church.... just be super cute, giggle a lot, and mention that you can cook a mean steak (even if you can't, you better go home and practice!)

The more they get exposed to your sweet self, the more they want you! Hopefully, youll be able to snag someone way cute (and spirtual) rilly soon!

valentime's garland tutorial

*don't click on the undecorated tapeworm if you hate sciency grossnes*

 I rilly rilly rilly wanted to thro a Valentime's Bash, where all of us hot girls squeeze into our vintage prom dresses and the guys dress up all James Bond. We'd drink pink sherbert + moutain dew floats in champange glasses and I'd get to decorate all awesome.

Not only would it be so fun, but it would give us a chance to be wholesomely immodest since it's just costuming from our younger days, like how when I wear my cheerleader uniform for halloween n all.

But, my dear sweet hubs actually said, "Not this year, babe".

So, I said, "That's okay hun, still love you bunches!" 

THEN, I got out that jarred tapeworm he sent me from his mission in Brazil, and with my hands all bedecked in my super cute Target/Liberty of London floral print gloves, I bedazzled that tapeworm with cricut cut hearts and those v-day quote candy hearts and mini craft roses, and draped it all cute garland-like it acrost his pillow.

Take that, sugar muffin, and no nuzzlin for you tonite! I'm so gon to act all innocent and sweet today, so he'll be extra surprised! So, that my spinster and divorced friends, will help you realize that being single is only *sometimes* awesome. But so you wont be totally lame, I'll give you a 'Get a date by Valentime's Day Guide' soon!

xoxo!
ASH

resonations

 
New Years Resolutions are so boring. That is why I am a *rebel* and posting them 31 days into this grand year of 2011.

But what a lame term 'resolutions' is.... I'm already resolved, hence the blog title! So, this year, I'm going to do some Resonations. Now, my glorious actions will not just uplift me, but inspire others!!!

*****

res·o·nate  (rz-nt)

v. res·o·nat·ed, res·o·nat·ing, res·o·nates

v.intr.

1. To exhibit or produce resonance or resonant effects.

2. To evoke a feeling of shared emotion or belief:

3. To correspond closely or harmoniously:

v.tr.

To cause to resound.

 *****

1. Once a month, I will visit the elderly in a nursing home. As their minds and bodies slowly rot away, they need some uplifting. So, I will go and paint the ladies' nails a pinkish orange or bright red shade and tell them they are gorgeous, while listening to them talk about their children and grandchildren that never visit. I will allow the old military men to call me "hot tomato", "doll", and "sweetheart" while telling me their war stories... and give me a good pinch on the bum.

2. Join a gym. Not so much for my body, but for the experience, to let others know that yes, after bearing two blessed children naturally, you CAN have a way awesome bod. Maybe I will teach a spinning class.

3. Write the Twelve frequently. Odds are, a life altering story I share in a letter will be heavily quoted in a general conference.

       

great and dreadful day

 1930's vintage streetstyle fashions photo credit

My eyes are totally red and puffy! Fortunately for me, I still look way cute, like everyone just wants to hug me, but I'm like, "back off, I'm grieving".  My great-gramsie passed on late last night. So sad! She was such a sweet, sassy and fashionable woman! It's been such a shock, the whole family is just so unprepared. You never think it's gon happen to one of you, ya know?

But, every trial has a 'yippee', right? So, I  was looking threw her stuff trying to find some mementos for her funeral display vignette, when I found in the way back of her closet, a huge lot of way awesome vintage dresses! I mean, some are more 'Ethel Mertz" (I'll put those on etsy), but most are way cute and all they need is a little anthro cardi and belt to be super haute.

I know what I'm wearing to great-gramsies funeral now! I think she'll be smiling.

featherd up

Just so you know... feathers are NOT as fluffy and romantic as Steph seems to think. Those things have some serious sharp points mixed in with all the softies!  ... did a little Valentime's day trial and it totes failed. Though, it was better than the sparkly glitter in the sun trial, but not as good as the making your man stand in the frigderator for two hours to be cold like Edward trial.

You're welcome!

pearls before swine

Last week, at playgroup, I bit the bullet and very lovingly pulled a mother a side to give her some motherly advice, b/c it was so obvious she was struggling with her attachment parenting and discipline tactics. Not only did I take 2 semesters of infant/child/toddler delevopment courses in college, read Dr. Sears' Discipline book, Love and Logic, Playful Parenting and What to Expect the First Year.... but I've also been the marraige family teacher at church and in the Primary pres.... it's pretty clear that I have a a gift with these things and that I practically invented child psicology!

But that mom totally didn't want to hear all of my advice that would only make her a better mother and her kid more valiant and nurturing, yet still curious and independant like mine. She totally 'huffed'... I mean I didn't think ladies 'huffed'. Perhaps her breed of woman hood is just of a less dainty stock.

My dear hubs and I had a ppi about it and he reminded me that just b/c you know something is TRUE, it doesn't mean other people are going to want to hear it. Then he went on about some mission experiences and I dozed off after like, the 4th story. But, you get it, right?

So, this week at playgroup, instead of trying to talk to the mom again, I printed out credited articles, with all the crucial parts highlighted for her to read, but wouldn't you know it she didn't even show up?!