Next Time, Bring Your Own (Secret) Chocolate!

Temporary living arrangements can be frustrating. Where to send your mail? Should you get a PO Box? Which storage facility do you hold your items? What to pack for one month? I could go on…. What I didn’t imagine would be the most frustrating is, finding the candy stash!

Let me back up… I am working from my parents home (our temporary home for March/April) and I am alone in the house mid-afternoon when my sweet tooth starts to act up. I check my parent’s fridge… no ice cream. The pantry… no cookies. I wonder… where is the secret candy? Doesn’t every adult hide some candy, just in case they get a sweet tooth attack?! Until finally I stumble on this little gem:


Much to my disappointment, these little candies are about as tasty as they look… bleh.

I thought that this temporary living arrangement would be difficult for a multitude of reasons and I was wrong. Everything was going smoothly until I had 2 major realizations. 1. There is no candy stash in this house, and 2. Not everyone keeps some (good) chocolate hidden somewhere.

Word of advice.. if you are prone to sweet cravings… especially chocolate… and you have a month or so temporary living arrangement on the horizon: forget the mailbox and packing worries and BYOSCS.. bring your own secret candy/chocolate stash.

Follow up note to anyone worried about my chocolate craving: I made some hot chocolate and realized that this was not as big of an issue as I once declared, however I am still disappointed that I am the only adult in my family – and possibly ever – that has a secret candy stash. However, I do stand by my BYOSCS advice.


Creating Spring: Inside Swing Edition

If you follow just about anyone in the Midwest or East Coast of the United States on Twitter or Facebook lately, you will know that the very anticipated beginning of Spring came and went without much warmth and lots of snow. Looking out the window of my parents home you will see remnants of a recent flurry and miles of grey, dreary skies.

Since desperate (for Spring) times call for desperate (for any feeling of Spring) measures, my parents brought a little bit of Spring indoors. For those of you who follow my blog (haha… who am I kidding?) you now know that me and my little family have moved back into my parent’s house until we close on our house (one month to go!). In excitement for our little one to be around my parent’s home for Spring and Summer, they bought a swing to hang from the tree in my childhood front yard. But, with no sign of Spring in sight, they took matters into their own hands and hung the swing indoors!


Unconventional? Yes. A little silly? You bet! But, being able to share our baby’s first swing without having to wait for Spring was awesome. And, he loved it – the price? A few (sturdy and safe) hooks in the ceiling, but they could also now serve as hanging plant holders, too! Sometimes you have to go outside the box a little bit and get a little crafty. Make your home exactly as silly, fun or goofy as exactly to reflect the you and your family! Its those out of the box and personalized items that really make a house a home… and I can’t wait to get started with our own next month!

Do you live in the Northeast Ohio area and looking to install a baby indoor swing put up in your house? Send me a little message and we can arrange to have it professionally done.

No Running Water, No Cry

Over the years, my hubs and I have had to “roll with the punches” on several occassions. Our choice method of coping is equal parts laughter and sarcasm. So, when we arrived home after a five and a half hour road trip of this (on repeat):


to a yard full of mud, no running water, and a little bit of chaos, we had to laugh… again. It could have been worse.. much, much worse.

Two years ago while living in a small apartment outside of Washington, DC – we made that same roadtrip (the 5 and a half hours between my parents house to our home outside of DC). It was late, cold, and we were exhausted but only to find we were locked out, couldn’t get ahold of the landlord to get in, and had to call a locksmith. After waiting an hour for a locksmith who didn’t show, we broke into our own apartment, only to find that the power was out, the food in the fridge was rotted (along with a pool of grossness around the fridge), and freezing. So, we laughed, cleaned it up and got the power on a again. Then, we lay down in bed to veg-out in front of the TV, when we started to smell smoke.. yes, the TV was smoking, something to do with the power surge when the power went out, Again, we cleaned it up and laughed it off.

So, after a roadtrip of crying, screaming, laughing baby and a car-sick dog, to come home with no water, we just had to laugh and roll with it. It’s been two days without running water (oh, and I left my laptop powerstip behind so I had to McGuyver some work space, washspace and cleaning)… but, we got it.

So, even though my front yard looks like this:


And, I haven’t had a hot shower in two days (don’t worry folks, we washed and there are various plumbers walking through the house while I work from home, and my dog is barking and crying at the plumbers… things are looking up. We still have the TV 🙂