Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Win a Custom Blog Design

I just heard about a contest you might be interest in. A custom Blog Design!!!
Yup you heard me right I am going to do a giveaway once I reach 100 facebook fans/likes whatever fb wants to call it these days! All you need to do is fan Ritzy Design by clicking here and then tell everyone you know about the upcoming giveaway! You can twitter about it, tell your Facebook friends, announce it on your blog whatever you can think of to get the word out then once we reach the 100 fan/likes mark I will choose a winner from random.org

The Giveaway will will include all of the following and is for either blogger or wordpress :

  • Header
  • Background
  • Signature
  • Button
  • 5 Sidebar Titles
  • Menu Bar
  • Favicon
  • Up to three columns
An istock.com image is not included but can be purchased to add to the design.
Go to Ritzy Design and enter 

Girls, Get Out and Vote

Start spreading the news, get out the vote.
This is the story of our Mothers and Grandmothers who lived only 93 years ago.
Remember, it was not until 1920 that women were granted the right to go to the polls and vote.
The women were innocent and defenseless, but they were jailed nonetheless for picketing the White House, carrying signs asking for the vote.
And by the end of the night, they were barely alive. Forty prison guards wielding clubs and their warden’s blessing went on a rampage against the 33 women wrongly convicted of ‘obstructing sidewalk traffic.’
(Lucy Burns)
They beat Lucy Burns, chained her hands to the cell bars above her head and left her hanging for the night, bleeding and gasping for air.

(Dora Lewis)
They hurled Dora Lewis into a dark cell, smashed her head against an iron bed and knocked her out cold. Her cellmate, Alice Cosu, thought Lewis was dead and suffered a heart attack. Additional affidavits describe the guards grabbing, dragging, beating, choking, slamming, pinching, twisting and kicking the women.
Thus unfolded the ‘Night of Terror’ on Nov. 15, 1917, when the warden at the Occoquan Workhouse in Virginia ordered his guards to teach a lesson to the suffragists imprisoned there because they dared to picket Woodrow Wilson’s White House for the right to vote. For weeks, the women’s only water came from an open pail. Their food–all of it colorless slop–was infested with worms.
(Alice Paul)
When one of the leaders, Alice Paul, embarked on a hunger strike, they tied her to a chair, forced a tube down her throat and poured liquid into her until she vomited. She was tortured like this for weeks until word was smuggled out to the press.
So, refresh my memory. Some women won’t vote this year because - why, exactly? We have carpool duties? We have to get to work? Our vote doesn’t matter? It’s raining?

Last week, I went to a sparsely attended screening of HBO’s new movie ‘Iron Jawed Angels.’ It is a graphic depiction of the battle these women waged so that I could pull the curtain at the polling booth and have my say. I am ashamed to say I needed the reminder.

(Miss Edith Ainge, of Jamestown , New York )
All these years later, voter registration is still my passion. But the actual act of voting had become less personal for me, more rote. Frankly, voting often felt more like an obligation than a privilege. Sometimes it was inconvenient.
(Berthe Arnold, CSU graduate)
My friend Wendy, who is my age and studied women’s history, saw the HBO movie, too. When she stopped by my desk to talk
about it, she looked angry. She was–with herself. ‘One thought kept coming back to me as I watched that movie,’ she said. ‘What would those women think of the way I use, or don’t use,
 my right to vote? All of us take it for granted now, not just younger women, but those of us who did seek to learn.’ The right to vote, she said, had become valuable to her ‘all over again.’
HBO released the movie on video and DVD . I wish all history, social studies and government teachers would include the movie in their curriculum I want it shown on Bunco night, too, and anywhere else women gather. I realize this isn’t our usual idea of socializing, but we are not voting in the numbers that we should be, and I think a little shock therapy is in order.
(Conferring over ratification [of the 19th Amendment to the U.S. Constitution] at [National Woman's Party] headquarters, Jackson Pl [ace] [ Washington , D.C. ]. L-R Mrs. Lawrence Lewis, Mrs. Abby Scott Baker, Anita Pollitzer, Alice Paul, Florence Boeckel, Mabel Vernon (standing, right))
It is jarring to watch Woodrow Wilson and his cronies try to persuade a psychiatrist to declare Alice Paul insane so that she could be permanently institutionalized. And it is inspiring to watch the doctor refuse. Alice Paul was strong, he said, and brave. That didn’t make her crazy.
The doctor admonished the men: ‘Courage in women is often mistaken for insanity.’
We need to get out and vote and use this right that was fought so hard for by these very courageous women. Whether you vote democratic, republican or independent party – remember to vote.

Make it a "All-About You" for a Special Girlfriend Day

Friendship Jill Day for your girlfriendsWhat girlfriend deserves her own special holiday? (seriously!)

Some friends are there for us when no one else is, others find ways to help us reach our dreams and then there are those amazing women who know just how to make us laugh when we were really ready to cry. Girlfriends who care about how we feel and think, who really listen and who celebrate our successes with us are cherished friends.
We’re so fortunate as women to have close friends and especially blessed when a special friend comes into our life who makes us a better person and who demonstrates all the amazing qualities of a true ‘best friend forever.’
My friend Jill (shown here and currently caring for children in Haiti) is a kind, caring, funny, amazing woman. Her longtime BFF (over 20-years) recognized her girlfriend gratitude as an opportunity to make Jill feel as special as her friendship is to her. So, she decided to show her appreciation for Jill and their wonderful friendship with a surprise “Jill Day” celebration.
Unaware that it was her special day, Jill was invited over for a normal dinner at her best friend’s house. However, as soon as she arrived, she knew things weren’t so ‘normal.’ “Happy Jill Day” signs the kids had made decorated the house and yard. She was greeted with hugs, cheers and cards. Her favorite meal was prepared and everything was centered around this special guest of honor. Her BFF toasted Jill and shared her appreciation for the decades of friendship they’d shared, the amazing qualities about Jill that she loves and even gave her a friendship ring to remind Jill of their friendship.
As you can guess, Jill as overwhelmed by this special friend and her amazing display of love and girlfriend gratitude. it was their own personal ‘holiday’ and celebration of friendship – a day to reflect and feel grateful for their wonderful years of friendship.

Who in your life could you use a “Jill” day? What girlfriend has been there for you for years? What friend means so much to you that you just need to express it?

Plan your own “Jill” (or Sandy or Barb) day. Make it special and all about your favorite friend. Show her how much you appreciate the gift of her friendship and express how she has impacted your life in amazing ways. Customize the day to what will make her feel special and loved – dinner, tickets to something she wants to see or something as simple a mani/pedi together – whatever she’ll enjoy and cherish, as you do her friendship.
That’s just one way to celebrate her friendship. For more, check out these ways to be a better friend, reconnect with old friends and make new friends in our Month of Friendship blogs.

Monday, September 20, 2010

Top Ten Reasons Fall is Fabulous

1. Hello? Do we need to say it? SCHOOL.
2. Fall kids clothes come in the same colors as your kids food stains-chocolate brown, fruit punch red, and mac and cheese orange. Way to save on colorsafe bleach!
3. You get to carve jack-o-lanterns. (this is the only time seeing a snaggletoothed smile in your home doesn’t make you fear an &8,500 orthodontist bill.
4. The thrill of new crayons.
5. It gets dark earlier. It’s easier to get the kids to bes earlier.
6. Nothing smells better than a toddler who’s just jumped in a leaf pile.
7. All your favorite shows are finally back! You want to know if Emma and Will hook up on Glee?
8. Trick-or-treating, that blessed evening when sleep deprived moms who look like zombies simply blend in with the crowd.
9. We’re suckers for the sight of little kids in footy pajamas.
10. Hot cider. Hot cocoa. And for moms, a hot toddy.
By Charlotte Latvala published in Oct, 2010 Parenting magazine.

There is one very important thing Charlotte did not mention. For me the top reason fall is fabulous is the warm snuggly clothes. What is your top reason fall is fabulous?

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Monday, September 13, 2010

Make this the Best Halloween

Mom-Stuff.com is getting ready for Halloween. It’s time to get your SPOOK on. Come and visit us for some inspiration. We have some more fun articles for Halloween fun to add so keep visiting through out the month.
Halloween Family Fun-How to plan an awesome Halloween Party
Wishing you and your family a happy safe Halloween

Optimism and Lifespan

Diana Baker
Dianna Baker from About.com Working Moms

How being a pessimist can shorten your life!!! FOR REAL!

In Mayo Clinic in the US, researchers selected almost 900 people who referred themselves for medical care. When they were originally admitted to the clinic, they took a series of examinations and as part of the series were tested for their level of optimism. Thirty years later, 200 of the original 900 had died, with the optimists living 19% longer than the pessimists.
But the sceptic would respond, there may have been lots of other variables that had come into play: diet, work pressure, a sexually transmitted disease and so on. So where could you do a study where all these remain the same for the whole population?…a convent
A group of psychologists analysed an autobiographical story which nuns wrote as they were completing their final vows before entering a convent in 1900. The scientists discovered that 90% of the most positive quarter were still alive at 84. In contrast only 34% of the least positive quarter were still alive.
Furthermore 54% of the most positive quarter were still alive at 94. And after studying many other factors, level of optimism was the only one that had a significant correlation with lifespan.
So how long are you going to live?

Diana Baker is a Personal Performance Coach, try MORE, be MORE, get MORE in Sydney Area, Australia

I have no desire to live forever. I only want to live as long as I can contribute. That being said I think I am an optimist. I think being positive makes life much more pleasant. So I will keep looking for the good in people, places and things because it makes me happy to do so.

Better Than Sex Dessert (or Chocolate Supreme)

1 c. flour 1 sq. softened margarine
½ c pecans
2 8 oz. cream cheese
1 c. powdered sugar
1 sm tub cool whip
1 lg box instant chocolate pudding
3 c. milk
Mix together flour, margarine, and pecans. Spread in 9X13 inch pan. Bake at 350 degrees for 10 minutes. Cool in refrigerator. Mix cream cheese, powdered sugar, and one cup cool whip. Spread mixture on top of cooled crust. Make pudding according to package directions. Spread on top of cream cheese mixture. After pudding has set up, spread the rest of cool whip on top and sprinkle additional chopped nuts on cool whip. Refrigerate.

Sugar Cookie Recipe

There is nothing more fun than making sugar cookies with the kids to celebrate the holidays
1 ½ cubes butter
2 c. sugar
1 c. milk
1 tsp. Baking powder
1 ½ tsp salt
1 ½ tsp vanilla
3 eggs
5 ½ c flour
1 tsp baking soda
Cream butter, vanilla, and sugar together.  Add eggs, beat well.  Add milk and remaining ingredients; roll out on floured surface and cut with Christmas cookie cutters of your kids or your choice.  Place on greased cookie sheet. Bake at 350 for 9 to 11 minute.
Patsy Hampton (Redmond 2nd ward cook book) 2005.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

A Mom's Identity Crisis

We spend our lives reinventing ourselves. As a baby, you first learn your name. When you’re a child you identify yourself as “Daughter”, “Sister”, “Student” and “Friend”. As a young adult your beliefs and your occupations lead the way in helping you develop a sense of self – “Christian”, “Graphic Designer”, “Republican”, “Volunteer”. Getting married gives you the biggest identity change yet – “Wife”. It’s such a radical shift that most women change their name, the name you were born with that first defined you. With this new phase, come expectations from yourself and your spouse as to how you will develop into this role. It was a very difficult time for me. I struggled with how to incorporate the elements from my parents’ marriage that I wanted to emulate with the contrast of my reality as well as what I imagined my husband expected from me. I finally got a good grasp of that piece of my life when the next identity change happened – becoming a mother. And talk about a transformation!
I LOVE being a mom. It’s the most incredible blessing – full of joy, fear, wonder, frustration. It’s made me a better wife, a better worker (ok, except when I’ve been sleep deprived), a better person in general. It has truly changed my identity. My lifestyle changed quite a bit when I got married, but it is much different now. I used to go to happy hour, work late, sleep in on the weekends, take spontaneous trips out of town. When we had our first daughter, I initially felt a little nostalgic when friends would make last minute plans to go to dinner and I would have to decline, but as time went on, it bothered me less. It’s not like I wasn’t still doing fun things without my family (heaven knows I need to have some time away to regroup and replenish), I just had to plan for them, and I didn’t do them as often. And that was perfectly fine. I would reminisce with friends about our crazy single days and I thought of them with fond memories, but that was all.
Then last week, a friend who had been in Mexico two years with the Peace Corps returned home. Plans were made for a night out on the town to welcome him home. The plan was to go on newly available hop-on-hop-off trolley pub crawl around the city. My wonderful husband agreed to stay home with the girls so I could have a night of fun. I was excited to go, but also aware that I wouldn’t really be able to fully enjoy the benefits of this activity since the negatives of doing so far outweighed the positives. If I chose to stay out as late as the trolley ran, I would still have to get up at 6:30am since sleeping in is no longer possible. And while being hungover was never fun, doing so with small children would be torture. Also, I wanted to be home to put the babies to bed so I wouldn’t be able to meet up with everyone at the beginning. These alterations are typical for outings with my single friends, and I never think twice about it.
But Friday night, I was talking with some of the people who were going out on Saturday night, and the strangest thing happened. This group of friends has evolved over the years as people have moved or married or stopped hanging out for some reason and others have been absorbed into the fold. We were going over the details for Saturday, and I said, “Mama Jenn needs a night off. Party Jenn will be there!” One of the girls said, “Wow, I don’t think I’ve met Party Jenn!” I laughed and realized that was probably true. She’d only been a part of the group for a short time….probably around 2004-ish…wait a minute… that’s SIX YEARS. Has Party Jenn really been gone for six whole years?!?!? I was surprised how much this affected me. I was really upset. I started thinking of my single years with more than just a fond remembrance but as a deep loss, as if those were my glory days and the best years of my life had passed. I was determined to show her how fun I could be, consequences be damned.
Saturday night, I went out and truly intended to be home at a reasonable time after a reasonable amount of drinking, but one thing lead to another, and suddenly I realized I’d had too much to drink and would have to stay out longer to sober up so I could drive home. I had a great time seeing friends I hadn’t seen in a long time, catching up, and sharing crazy stories with the newer members of the group. I got home at 3:30am – yikes! Three hours later when my girls woke up, I was so excited to see them that I was not nearly as tired as I should have been. And I realized that those single days were fun, but snuggling with my babies early in the morning was just as much fun, and I didn’t miss going out nearly as much as I miss them when I’m away. Though Party Jenn still exists and will always be part of me, Mama Jenn is in the forefront now, and I’m so thankful to be at this point in my life.