Mother’s Day this year was INSANE!! I got a new retailer at the end of March from out in Michigan, and those ladies know how to sell jewelry. The business relationship was a little rocky at first, because let’s face it, everyone wants to make money and no one wants to lose out on profit. But I think working with them through Mother’s day, they now know my expectations, and the kinks are worked out. Not sure if either of them read my blog, but man they kept me on my toes. There were a couple times I’d see yet another purchase order come across my fax and I’d be like NOOOOOO NOOOO MORE!!!!!   And I’m getting a little nicer with the procrastinators that call me the Thursday before Mother’s Day wondering if I’d be so kind as expediting their order because “they just found my website” or “didn’t know my cutoff was midnight on the 5th”…  I used to tear those guys a new one…. Jesus is working on my heart… it’s evident. I’m not denying the fact that I didn’t lose my marbles and drop my basket a couple of times…. but when I did, I was able to pick myself back up quicker.

I’m coaching Maggie’s softball team again this year. This is only the 2nd year of coaching softball for me. And I swear,,,, it’s the best thing ever. I played my freshman and sophomore years in high school. And I remember just loving it. It’s not an easy sport to teach 7 and 8 year olds tho’. Compared to her team last year, the girls we have this year seem like Olympic athletes. And…. and… Mountain Girl Silver is the West Linn Softball Association league sponsor this year. Seeing my logo and my business name on over 300 shirts running around the community on a Saturday morning makes me all warm n’ fuzzy inside. Has it generated any business? I don’t know….. but all I know is it makes me feel good to throw money at youth sports, because I firmly believe that had I not grown up playing sports, I wouldn’t be who I am today. People tell me (especially my husband) that I have a pretty sharp competitive bone in my body. But what I do know is that bikram yoga is breaking me of that. Bikram yoga and Jesus have taken my ego and put the kabash on it. I sometimes feel as if I’m not as strong as I used to be. Physically I’m stronger. But I’m starting to lose the rough edge I once had that kept jerks away. That could be a good thing. Good thing or a bad thing. I dunno. I guess I just feel like I’ve changed in recent months. Can’t really put my finger on it…. but again, it could just be that I’ve been holding on for dear life and just getting what I need to get done!! Maybe I’m getting better at managing my time. Not that has brought anymore sense of calm. I’m just in more of a routine I guess. And the sunshine…. OHHH EMMMM GEEEEEE the sunshine brings out the best in me.

I was talking to a friend the other day who we share the same love for gardening. And she said that she wasn’t going to plant one this year. I was like, “WHAAAT”….  so odd. But then I realized just how much I’ve been dreading it and putting it off myself. It’s been a soggy spring, and I didn’t even get new dirt delivered until about two weeks ago as it is. My hubby even built me an extra 20 square feet of raised bed attached to my current bed, and I STILL have no motivation to plant. I think it’s because he’s got all these plans for us to travel and go here and go there this summer and it’s like why plant a garden if I’m not even gonna be around to enjoy the thing? There is nothing I hate more that having to ask a neighbor to watch my garden and my chickens when I go somewhere. I think it’s because I know how much I hate doing that for people. It’s a pain. Is that bad to admit? I guess I shouldn’t say I hate it….  I don’t. But I certainly don’t do it with a smile on my face. So I’m sort of himming and hawing whether or not to plant one this year or not. I mean, if Amy isn’t planting one, then I guess it’s “okay” to skip a season for cry in’ out loud. But man…..  I love me some sugar snap peas!!! We’ll see I guess. Yet again, that undue pressure I put on myself…. starting to recognize it for what it’s worth and pushing back.

In 30 minutes I’m meeting a gal up by Safeway to pick up two sweatshirts I won in an ebay auction. Kinda funny. In the entire world of Ebay, I liked, bid on, and won two separate auctions from the same seller who literally lives a stones throw from me. Random. So when I saw that she was from “Oregon”, I asked her if she would deduct one of the shipping charges and decrease the shipping amount since I was in “Oregon” too. Somehow in communication with her, we both discovered we both lived in West Linn. Then coordinating a pick-up time, find out that we both have kids the same ages…  I’m anxious to meet her because I know a lot of people in this community and would find it pretty funny if I actually knew her. Her kids go to  a different school, so it’s doubtful. But I bet I’ve seen her before in a Safeway Aisle or at starbuckies.

We’ve had sunshine for about 7 days in a row now and my bones are finally warmed up. The stupid weatherman is predicting rain to return after this coming weekend. I predict I’ll be depressed when it starts raining. But it’ll give all the flowers around my house a nice hefty drink. I’m so not in the “watering” mode yet…… I still feel like I’m thawing out from Winter.

Until next time…..

God Bless y’all…

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My 7 year old daughter, Maggie, just got back last week from a trip to California staying with my folks. My mom had shot me a text about a month ago saying,, “I can’t handle it anymore, I need to see the kids, am sad.” And then came up with the idea that Maggie should fly to California for her spring break. She had a ball! Lucky for her, the sun was out and it was 70 degrees just about every day she was there. It’s a pretty weird feeling putting your child on a flight unaccompanied. What’s even weirder is walking away from the gate and back past security and out to the parking garage knowing your child is sitting on a plane up in the air without you right there. The idea isn’t so foreign now that she’s back. But man,,, this house was SILENT the entire time she was gone. I’m not going to lie and say I didn’t enjoy it. I did. I enjoyed the lack of conflict. My kids fight…. FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT…. every single minute of every single day. Granted, there are those rare moments where I’ll catch them playing together some game or whatever. But 99.9 % of the time, Anders is picking on her, she is tattling on him, he’s making fun of her, she’s grabbing something of his….. it’s never ending. Oftentimes I’ll shout,, “I CAN’T DEAL WITH THIS TODAY GUYS!!!!” “I CAN’T HEAR IT!!!!”….   but it doesn’t stop them. I’ve gone as far as slamming on the breaks in the car as they are in the backseat slapping each other silly. Jerking their little necks so hard to snap them out of it. Pulling over on the side of the road and not moving an inch until I hear heartfelt apologies. Sometimes when I hear them start in on each other, I’ll say, “You guys,,,, just don’t talk to each other. In fact, don’t even look at each other!!”  It’s awful.  And we are a loving family. Me and my husband don’t fight. My kids aren’t witness to battery and fighting…..   so I’m totally perplexed as a parent. It’d be different if my husband beat me and yelled at me all the time. Then I’d understand the mimicked behavior. But there’s nothing there…. nada. If they aren’t at each others’ throats, then their little worlds aren’t right. And it’s always Maggie losing the battle. She will come away from any given argument saying “I hate my brother, he’s so mean to me”. Anders saying “Gosh mom… Maggie is such an annoying baby.” And as a parent, there’s really nothing you can do to stop it. You can’t create a loving feeling in their hearts towards each other. I guess you just gotta let nature take it’s course and hope and pray that God will soften their little hearts and that they learn to tolerate and love one another. Soooooo going back to my original thought….. Maggie being gone all of Spring Break was heavenly. Yes, of course, I missed the dickens out of her. I missed her a bunch….. but I enjoyed and reveled in the peace and quiet. There really wasn’t one single moment of conflict that entire week. It occurred to me that not only as spouses we need breaks from each other, but parents need breaks from their children too. Eric and I don’t get to go out on many dates…. like ever… because we have no family here to look after the kids. Throw a babysitter at any given Friday night and you’re looking at a $100 date… That’s lame. Now…. they are getting older and have the ability to stay by themselves for an hour here, and hour there. But we’ve never left them alone any longer than an hour and a 1/2. I don’t even know what the law is on that sort of thing. I think I heard recently from a friend that a child has to be at least 11 years old to stay home by themselves. Of course I’m the mom that never followed the car seat rules either. When to take them out of the 5 point harness and into a booster seat…. I never followed that. When they were too big for the car seat, into the booster they went. And when the booster seat got to be a pain in the butt, well, then that ended up in the garage sale pile. Shoot….. I remember hanging out the back window in our International Scout, arms flailing, unbuckled, going 55 down the highway. I’m alive. I let my kids steer our huge SUV down the block too….   so there.

Tomorrow is Easter. Today is our very first softball practice. The sun is still shining. Hubby wants to take a run to Costco. I’m going down the mental list of all the things I’ve slowly put down in my brain throughout the month as to what we need the next time we go to Costco. You know the list…  napkins, freezer gallon ziplocs, ketchup, refried beans, mustard, ranch, …….  the usual necessities. He drives me nuts on the weekends sometimes. He’s got all these grand plans and things he wants to get done. And if all of us aren’t onboard with his plan, then he gets pissy. Of course none of us even KNOW what his plans are… but if we aren’t all moving at his same tempo, then he gets grumbly. Drives me nuts. I should’ve gone to yoga this morning as I had originally planned. Oftentimes when I’m getting ready to go to yoga, I go to grab the doorknob of the front door and I freeze. I stop in my tracks and the devilish being on my left shoulder says,, “Noooo you don’t wanna go do this…,.,, just stay here at home in your jammies or get some work done instead……”….   I never let it win. I always make myself go, whether I want to or not. But this morning that little voice won, and I didn’t go. I chose to stay in my jammies and have another spot of joe. The weekends are for relaxing man. Unless you’re my husband…..  When he gets in this mode I call him “merry maids”. It’s a “merry maid” sort of morning around here. I’ll just go to the 4:30 pm this evening instead. But even my own breath is making sick at the moment. And the longer I sit here, the more I’m starting to hate myself for not being out in the sun. AFter so many dreary days, and then you get a sunny day, as an Oregonian, you feel compelled to utilize it as efficiently as you can. You feel pressured almost… it’s really an odd panicky feeling. Because you know for a fact that the rain is going to return, and if you didn’t spend that one single sunny day outside, then it was just a waste. You wasted it.

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Enough of Lucky….  he’s the reason I’m tired right now..

The sun is shining today. FINALLY!!! It’s been about 16 days of straight rain. When the sun comes out, us Oregonians are like little bugs, crawling out of the woodwork. Coming outside with our eyes squinted and our pale skin. I worked these last two days, so today is sort of a free-day for me. If I was smart, I’d load up my skis, pack a lunch and go hit the mountain for a few hours. But I’m really in one of those do-nothing moods. I hit yoga yesterday. I could go shopping, but don’t feel like it. I could go get the cars smogged, but don’t want to deal with that circus. I could organize my electrical cord drawer, but that’s just a rats nest. I should be outside enjoying the special sunshine, but that would require energy I don’t have at the moment. A nice brisk walk would perk me up, but then I’d have to put a bra on. So instead I sit here and write about all the things I SHOULD and COULD be doing. Got a severe case of the lazies indeed. THANKS LUCKY!!!!

outer space n’ other stuff….. was originally posted at Mountain Girl Silver: Custom Personalized Hand Stamped Sterling Silver Jewelry

When I am in that hot room, I push myself past crazy limits that I never even knew I had. I’ve always been very athletic and very agile. And when I find something I’m not 100% perfect at, then I’m going to work as hard as I possibly can to get perfect at it. And the thing with Bikram yoga is, you can push yourself as hard as you want to, but if you aren’t doing the poses correctly, then you’re not getting an ounce of benefit. I give 110% in each and every class. Even on days when I feel like dog doo doo, and swear I’m not gonna push myself too hard, I always end up forgetting that I wasn’t going to push myself, and go on ahead and push myself. It’s a challenge for me. It’s more of a challenge for me to NOT push myself to the point of hurting myself. It really is. There’s nothing more gratifying than holding Dandayamana-Dhanurasana ~ standing bow pose for the full hold time (which, I believe to be a full minute, but never really know)..  I’ve only been able to hang in standing bow in the first set the entire hold time I think maybe a dozen times total. I usually fall out because I get distracted. Bikram yoga is very tough, yet very beneficial for people like me….. people with ADD. Or ADHD… or AADD… or whatever you wanna call it. I have a hard time focusing on one task. Bikram has helped me in so many ways, but especially with my focus ability… or focus inability rather. I find that after a full year now of going regularly, my focus is way different. I’m able to sit here and type out this blog post without getting up 20 times to go put the wash in the dryer, or to hop over to my email to check and see if so and so answered me. But you seriously can’t pull off many of the poses unless you have steadfast, unbreakable concentration. What I find really fascinating is that in between the standing series and the floor series, you’ve got 120 seconds of flat-on-your-back, no moving, no fidgeting time and it is a CHALLENGE to not move, or not let your mind wander during those two minutes. Again, major improvement in that regard. Another thing about Bikram…. is that your skin loses all those nasty ingrown bumps and whatnot everywhere. You know how in the winter months, wearing jeans and long pants, and dry skin, you get those bumps on the back of your thighs? Yah, those go away when you do Bikram yoga regularly. Your complexion changes. I’m not as quick to anger. I find myself taking huge deep breaths, just out of no where. You spend an hour and a 1/2″ of pure breathing….. and I mean…. all dirty air gone breathing. In fact, you don’t even want to try doing hot yoga unless you can learn to breathe. Breathing is the only thing that keeps me on my mat and not jumping up and running out of the room in a panic. When I first started going, there were times when (during the floor series) I honestly thought I was going to jump up and run out like a weirdo!! I was millimeters away from getting up and leaving so many times. But I remember the first class I went to, the instructor, Micah, in a calm sweet kind tone said, “If you feel very panicked and feel like leaving, just remember to BREATHE.”…..    The one itty bitty bit of advice that I will never forget.

I sit here and think back to when I first began. How self conscious I was of my body. How I was more worried about those around me than looking at myself in the mirror. It was uncomfortable for me to look at myself in the mirror at first. I hated who I was. An addict… a recovering alcoholic… a recovering addict… ewwww. Often times I sat there and thought, “Oh dear Lord, WHY am I here?”… “Why should I even try to better myself with exercise?” “I’ll never be good enough or do well enough” “I’m just a junkie addict and a loser mom and a loser wife..”…  You start nailing an extremely difficult yoga pose a few times a week, all the while staring in your own eyes for 90 mins, and you begin to love yourself. And I’m not saying that yoga is the reason I love myself today…..  God is. But yoga has really empowered me to believe in myself again. Long gone are the days of being the star middle blocker on my high school volleyball team… long gone are the days where I broke the USCoast Guard boot camp base record for the 2 mile run….  Those days are over man. I’m a mother of 2, I’m 35 years old now… I’ve put my body through hell and back. Punished the body that God gave me. By the skin of my teeth am I alive even. Our bodies only last a little while you know? And it’s true… the older we get, that’s when we start to think about it. We lollygag and frolick in our youth like no biggie… do drugs, drink heavily, party… drive drunk… what have you… never seeing the bigger picture that our bodies are the only bodies we have. There are the few out there that avoid all the stupidity smartly, but we can’t just trade our bodies in for a new one when the old one runs out. We must nurture them, and take care of them. They get us from point A to point B.

I don’t know what it was that made me want to sit down and write this page out. Maybe it’s because I didn’t go to yoga today, it’s my day off from going and I noticed how excited I am about getting to go tomorrow. I’ve been toying with the idea of trying the 30 day challenge. Going for 30 days straight. With kids, it’s a hard commitment (or at least that’s my excuse) My fear is that at the end, I’d be so burnt out that I’d never want to go back. And I really love Bikram yoga. Don’t want it to be like a good song you hear on the radio. You hear it, you love it, so you buy the cd or the mp3 file and play it incessantly for a week and then you can’t stomach it when you hear it after awhile, changing the channel quickly. It is my hope that I never fall out of love with yoga. If you are considering trying it…..  just go for it. Don’t be afraid that you’re gonna suck at it. From what I gather, it’s like the mysterious exercise. The one everyone knows about but never wants to try. And why?? Because of the heat? “Ohhh I don’t like the heat, I don’t think I could stand the heat? Ohhhh the heat…” wahhhh… Get your butt in there. You will be surprised at what it does not only to your body, but to your outlook on yourself, your outlook on LIFE!!!  It’s a true motivator… It makes you want to be better. Do better. Eat better. Sleep better.

Through the Christmas rush with Mountain Girl Silver I wasn’t able to go for a month straight. Sure… I could’ve totally gone to the 8:15pm class… or the 6am class and be diligent about it. But stamping and processing orders took over my life for those 6 weeks. And boy howdy… not going sure started to affect me. I was irritable, wasn’t sleeping well, noticed my posture going downhill, short of breath just going up the stairs, bad appetite, BAD APPLE!!! Never again will I take a break from yoga that long. Because when I finally got back in the hot room, I was shocked at how much flexibility I had lost. I grew so frustrated during my first class back. Thought I was gonna DIE!! No bueno. But was equally surprised at how much quicker my flexibility came back. It wasn’t like I was starting out from the beginning like a year ago. Got right back into the groove.

So alls I’m saying is… give it a shot. I think you’re gonna find that you’re going to get a lot more out of Bikram yoga than you think you will. And there’s nothing to fear. After your first class you will be so proud of yourself, as you will feel like you just finished and completed the hardest workout you have ever done. No lie!!

Back to Bikram was originally posted at Mountain Girl Silver: Custom Personalized Hand Stamped Sterling Silver Jewelry

But now the storm is passing, and it’s all turned to just rain. The wind is blowing pretty hard. I had to run up to the feed store this afternoon and pick up some more chopped straw for my hens coop. When it’s wet like this, they tend to spend the entire day in their coop, and well… we all know what that means. I feel all farmer-Joe’ish when I go in that store. When I know I’m going there, I even try to play the part a little more. Wear my boots instead of my Dansko’s. I grab my dirty jacket instead of my North Face fluffy one. You know… I wanna at least LOOK like I’m a farmer. Not some yup chick mom from Suburbia. ;c) Got my dog a new leash and collar today too. Oh the excitement. But I did stamp and ship out 47 orders in the last 24 hours, so …..  I enjoyed the January lull while it lasted. Business always dies down to almost NADA the week or so after Christmas. The first week or so of January, everyone is getting their credit card bills from December and doing the freak out and not spending money. But now that Feb – Valentine’s Day is around the corner, things are picking up. Time to get back into the groove.

And remember….. TAKE PICTURES OF YOUR MOUNTAIN GIRL SILVER jewelry and email me the pictures!!!  I don’t know how I’m going to officially advertise the photo contest, but trust me, the winners are gonna get some serious credit towards the store. Don’t say “yay, that is a great idea, but I’m a bad photographer”… No…. you’re mistaken… you’re not a bad photographer. Take off your necklace, or throw the camera at your husband or wife or kids and tell em’ to snap a shot of you wearing your bling!! I’m serious as a heart attack here. Email me the jpeg’s to mountaingirlsilver@mac.com

HAPPY WINTER!!!!

SNOWPOCOLYPSE…. whatever… was originally posted at Mountain Girl Silver: Custom Personalized Hand Stamped Sterling Silver Jewelry

Winter Break… Ahhhhhhhhh was originally posted at Mountain Girl Silver: Custom Personalized Hand Stamped Sterling Silver Jewelry

ugh…..  so sad…. now I’m in a depressed mood. This December has been chaotic for me. But what’s interesting is that even tho’ it’s been pure chaos and mad catching up with work, I’ve managed to feel the Christmas Spirit this year more than ever. I haven’t really had the ability to express it with decorating my house, or baking or wrapping gifts or any of that…. But it’s pretty thick in my heart this year. The reason we all celebrate Christmas.. The birth of Jesus. I’ve had to drop to my knees several times during this mad rush of orders. Just praying for His strength and wisdom and grace to get me through it. And He always prevails. Jesus always always prevails….  And on that note, as my UPS man, Sean pulls up in my driveway with more silver for me to stamp and chains to hang it on… I’ve got to go….  There is a light at the end of my tunnel and I WILL get to the other side.

MERRY CHRISTMAS FRIENDS!!!!!

HO to the HO was originally posted at Mountain Girl Silver: Custom Personalized Hand Stamped Sterling Silver Jewelry

So as the clock ticks, I’ll sit here and wait. Aunt Linda is on my mind. I have this image in my head of her laying there in their family room there in New Jersey, skinny and frail, and totally not the person I remember her to be. Her soul is still in there tho’. And my heart aches for her husband, Uncle Rich and her two sons, David and Little Richard… and David’s wife, Stacey and their daughter, Ella. I wish I could scoop all of them up in my arms and take away that rigid grief…  Death is imminent for all of us. Training ourselves to face death as a stage of living enables us to be a better person, a better friend to friends who may be facing death, and a better family member. Aunt Linda’s imminent passing has taught this family that it’s not good to wait till the last minute to say you love someone…..  Just like I shared on my Facebook profile the other day… We are all that we have aside from God. If you love someone, tell them…. if you care about someone, show it. You’ll have a lifetime of regret if you don’t.

I love you Aunt Linda, we all do.
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Time runs out….. was originally posted at Mountain Girl Silver: Custom Personalized Hand Stamped Sterling Silver Jewelry

Anyways,,, gotta get back to the workshop… Got back from Mexico last weekend. Taking a vacation the day after your new website launches is a pretty funny idea. But I somehow just was able to let it all go and relax in Puerto Vallarta. We stayed at a great resort on the north end of the city wayyyy up in Nuevo Vallarta, just south of a little town called Bucerias. It was an eye-opening experience for my kids, as they had never been to Mexico. They had a blast…. little waterbabies that they are….  We all got to swim with the dolphins. I managed to somehow read FOUR WHOLE BOOKS…. FOUR BOOKS. And I LOATHE reading….  Used to anyways. It’s my newfound passion. Currently reading the 2nd book in the Hunger Games series “Catching Fire”. OHHHH and then recently I just got hooked on the whole stupid Twilight series. Forever and ever I avoided that thing like the plague. Stupid teeny bopper story of vampires… yah, real good fiction story there… But, I stand corrected. It is INDEED good. I’m not so Twihardish that I’ll be standing in line at midnight to see the new movie, but you can bet I’ll be going sometime the week after. Not proud… not proud. But back to what I was saying… I came home to a ton of orders to fill. I’m on a new promotion kick. Actually my new web developer, Brett, has had all these fabulous ideas to turn things around for Mountain Girl Silver. I’ll be honest, with the economy the way that it is, and the ebb and flowing cost of silver these days, I sort of felt this summer that it maybe was time to throw in the towel. My website (my old website) was having a lot of issues that couldn’t be fixed properly, and so after asking God to take over, He sent Brett into my life…..   and well…..  I feel like I have a new lease on Mountain Girl Silver. That fire inside that burned so bright long ago.. the one that began to fizzle out this summer…has been re-lit and sprayed with gasoline. So a big shout out to Brett at Virtus Designs LLC. I can’t thank you enough. You’ve been the gas on the fire!!

Okay… okay… really going this time….   I’ve gotta go hit the post office, fed ex and starbuckies before I can even begin to tackle the rest of the load on the floor in my basement workshop. It’s already 12:39pm… where do these days go man??? Thanksgiving is next week. My gratitude list is pretty lengthy today…..  it definitely is. Just stoked I managed to get the Martenson Christmas cards ordered last night. Typically I take about 3 days to methodically place the photos on the card in some sort of artsy fartsy fashion,,, but in order to take advantage of that shutterfly deal of 40% off yesterday, boy ,,, I had to boogie!! Threw that sucker together in under 30 mins baby!!  Watch.. I bet I spelled our last name wrong.

BYE BYE…. Happy Thursday!!

the unexpected…… was originally posted at Mountain Girl Silver: Custom Personalized Hand Stamped Sterling Silver Jewelry

Our team name is “The Angry Birds” this year. Last year it was something else, I can’t remember. When you give the girls, 1st grade girls, the opportunity to name their own team and collectively decide on a name, you get some doozies… The Purple Unicorns…. The Pink Glitter Cats….  The Rainbow Sun Fairies.. whatever….  This year we are the Angry birds ;c)  My team has done so well this year. I have 5 out of 8 girls on my team this year that it was their very first year playing. So it’s been a little difficult to teach basic skill to the new girls, all the while, continuing to teach last years girls new tricks of the trade. We’ve found a good groove tho’. The season is coming to an end. We have our very last practice tonight. I get attached to my girls…. I tell you…  And when soccer season is over, I will be sad. I love walking into the grocery store tho’, or into the library or the school and see girls that were on my soccer team or my softball team, and they know me,,, they love me…. and that is the best thing. Being a coach is the best thing…. I love every minute of it…. Every year tho’, at some point in the season, I’ll stomp and storm and declare “I’m not doing this again next year!!! I’m DONE COACHING!!!”…..  And the following year, the email will come into my inbox “Sign up to coach soccer” “Sign up to coach softball”… and I’ll cave… I always do…  I was meant to coach..

My lil’ Angry Birds was originally posted at Mountain Girl Silver: Custom Personalized Hand Stamped Sterling Silver Jewelry