Our beautiful Lady Bugs


This is one amazing cat. She spent 11 years of her life here in this family. She had more personality in one of her paws then most of us have completely. I would like for you all to meet “lady” bugs.

This little lady as I said came into our lives 11 years ago via my front porch. Our next door neighbors were apparently her owners and she was a very mean cat and very abused. The first time we met she was stuck outside during a huge rainstorm and was just meowing her little head off trying to get in out of the rain. I called and called and called her until she finally braved the drops and came over to the porch. I set her up with a towel inside a box and gently dried her off. By gently of course I mean as she walked by me I would rub her with the towel. Every time I touched her she growled and hissed at me but I had no doubt that she was thankful I was helping her dry off.  The box later became her makeshift house. The above picture is not of the box I’m speaking but does give you an idea of how much she loved her boxes as I’m sure most cats do.

After this incident she started coming over more and more often. The final straw for me was when she came over and her tail was cut almost an inch deep like someone had tried to cut it off. I ran inside grabbed a towel and antibiotics and threw the towel over her head and held her down to put medicine on that cut. Boy was she ever mad at me. A few days of that and her tail started healing up pretty nicely. She also at this time decided it was time she came into my house. Now mind you she was not at all nice yet.  The first place she ran was under the kitchen table and every time my girls would walk by she would growl and hiss at them or jump out at there ankles. Thankfully she was de-clawed. I would tell her to stop that and that she needed to be a “lady” hence where she got her name. Lady bugs is just a nickname for her.

After the under the table phase that lasted about a month she started sitting on the back of our couch but if you even tried to sit down she would attack your head. lol. She was so silly. She got in trouble for doing that of course and quickly learned what, “if you don’t like it, you better get down” meant. Finally a few more months after this and she decided she could sit on the couch with someone else as long as they didn’t accidentally touch her. 🙂 but in time she did learn that we were her friends.

She would come and go through out the day but finally learned how to “knock” on the screen door to get herself let back in from outside. Normally this happened at like 2am. I would hear this weird clicking sound and it was her bouncing on the door. She would go on one side of the porch then run towards the door pushing against it with her paws when she got to it to stop. She would continue this till she woke me up and I would let her in.  After this came her mouse phase.

There’s nothing quiet like having a cat jump up on your lap and drop a 1/2 dead mouse on it. This became  her thing for a few weeks. She would also line all the dead mouse up out on the porch in a nice neat row.

Then came moving time for my family and honestly there was no way at all that I was going to leave her there without me. We were moving to an entire different city and after all the abuse I seen her suffer and all the fights from other cats and being kicked by the owners I just couldn’t leave her. So we brought her with us and she became an inside cat. Well for the most part. She did get spunky at times and take off running out the door or jump off the balcony a time or two but she always came back. She knew she was loved and  cared for.

She has been an ear to everyone here in the house. A best friend at times to me and a wonderful friend and companion to my kids. She was given to my oldest daughter as a gift cause little Lady bugs just adored Darian. It did help that she made her boxes with fluffy blankets and pillows to sleep. As the years passed she was a constant in our lives. She was part of the family. Age started taking hold about this time last year.

It started by her losing all her weight. Then she was having potty issues. She couldn’t see very well anymore and her hearing would have qualified her for a hearing aid I think. 

Over the past couple days things have just progressed and our little girl was not doing so well. She couldn’t make it up and down the stairs anymore and she was having problems breathing. She’s done so much for our family and brought us so much laughter from the younger years of pulling in mice to the older years when she would not tolerate the dog or cat. Boy did she know how to run a house though. Our silly dog knew she was the boss and wouldn’t even pass her if she was on the stairs. He would stay downstairs and whine until one of us came and got him. She would always have a look on her face like “that’s right, fear me you mangy dog”. LOL. She was spoiled too. She would run in the bathroom with you while you were in there and meow at you until you turned the water on so she could get  a drink. At the end she could no longer jump that high so we would have to pick her up to allow her those comforts as well.

Today is a sad day. As we lay her peacefully to rest the sorrow can not be explained. The joy that she’s given us will never be forgotten and neither will she.

We love you Lady Bugs, thank you for all you’ve given our family. You will be missed.



Cheaper way to clean windows and Mirrors

It seems every time I walk the aisles of my local grocery store to get those things that the family “needs” I’m disgusted by how much the prices have risen. I know I’m not the only one out there experiences this horrible roller coaster.

We struggle as a family making ends meet, I’m not going to pretend we don’t. We still rent instead of own, I’m a full time student and my husband works. Together we have five children and life is expensive. So when I have to make a store list and include things like “window cleaner” I cringe. Window cleaner to me is not at all a necessity. Just throw some water up on the mirror and rub with a towel till the streaks are gone. (learned that while working at a local hotel)

To me throwing water on the mirror, though the most inexpensive way to clean them isn’t always what I had in mind. I still want the mirror to feel clean in my brain. Water doesn’t do much for germs or help deodorize in any way. For about a year now I’ve just been using an old window cleaner bottle filled half with vinegar and half with water. It about blows you out of the bathroom while you are using it but the mirrors are nice and sparkly. I was sure there was still a better, more efficient way, to not buy window cleaner and not have our nostril hairs burning while trying to use the homemade stuff. So on to the next trial.

After snooping around at what others do I decided that maybe half vinegar and half water was a little too strong so I decided to do 1 cup of vinegar per 1 gallon jug of water. Now that’s a huge leap but if it didn’t work I could just add more vinegar later so what the heck. Then someone else posted that they heard maid services used three drops of dawn in a gallon of water to do windows. (soap, yeah we like soap) I then added that to my gallon jug and am happy to announce that it works wonderfully.

For just a few cents I created an entire jug of window cleaner. The vinegar in the mix will deodorize while the soap will of course clean. I tested this out before even starting to type this blog and it worked wonderfully. Even on a bathroom mirror that has tolerated six people brushing there teeth all at the same place. (it’s a very tolerant mirror).

So again if you choose to make it, it’s super easy. You wouldn’t even have to measure it in a gallon jug really. You could just add a little vinegar, water and then a few drops of soap in whatever spray bottle you are going to use. I would use just one drop of soap in a spray bottle though to keep it from getting soapy. If you want to do the gallon jug as I have Just mix the following

Homemade Window Cleaner

  1. 1 cup vinegar
  2. fill till about 2 inches full with water
  3. add 3 drops of dish soap

I don’t have issues with this streaking so far but on vehicles or things in direct sunlight you may want to use newspapers as  your cloth, it helps prevent streaks.

You could get fancy if you wanted and get special jugs for the cleaners or what not. As you can tell I’m about as cheap as you get with just a recycled milk jug and a permanent marker. 🙂


To make it family fun I allowed my kids to help me decorate the bottles of spray. (we are working on several other home made clean products as well)


For more ideas on cheaper ways to clean please check out my other blog (of course a work in progress) at cheaperclean@wordpress.com



My fitness realization.

You ever look in the mirror and almost scare yourself?

I never thought this would be me, always being the “skinny” one in the family I always assumed, rather wrongly, that I would never have to worry about what I ate or if I exercised even. The last time I really paid any attention to my appearance I was 5’2″ tall and weighted a roaring 115 lbs dripping wet. One of my favorite things to say back then was “I am the exact same size as when I was in 8th grade” and it was the truth then.  Oh how things change. I almost want to smack myself for being so smug.

About two years ago my husband and I, being blissfully happy and unaware of the outcome, decided that we would stop smoking. Since then someone has installed all  carnival type mirrors and glass everywhere in the world. (I really wish that were true) On a more serious note in just a few short months after stopping my disgusting smoking habit I jumped from a size 4 (yes a 4) to a whopping size 10. (I thought a 10 was huge then)  LOL I doubled my pants size in just a few months. Naively I thought, “well least this is the worst it will be.” Laughs on me again. I think it’s just karma getting back at me for all those times I used to tell my sister, rather emphatically, “it’s just as hard and upsetting to be too thin than it is to be too fat.” OMG I was so wrong.

As I said it’s been two years since we quit and at this point in time I’ve had to shop for additional clothing cause my medium shirts are too tight and my size 10 pants simply cower in fear when they see my hips approaching. So off to get 16’s it is then. That should have been enough of a wake up call to get me moving but of course it wasn’t cause the old “this is as bad as it will get” came to mind again.  My wake up call wasn’t even a medical emergency or near death experience. I simply got out of the bath.

Now if you have ever soaked in a bath you understand how amazing you can feel in the tub. It’s so relaxing and it’s one of my very favorite places to be so I spend at least 5 out of 7 night in the bathtub. On this particular night I was finished with my bath and right about the same time I decided to stand up out of the water so did a submarine. You know that sound  submarines make when they are emerging out of the water. Also similar to that of a whale surfacing. That’s exactly the sound I heard when I was emerging from my bath. When I turned to see the sub I was hit, head on, with the realization of that  horrible noise being me raising my large butt up out of the bath. I was horrified. Yeah I wiped my eyes and laughed it off when telling my husband about the submarine but I just could not believe I had allowed myself to get this big.

A couple days later I was reminded of my mass by my wonderfully horrible over-sized mirror that covers one huge wall right in front of my bathtub/shower. It’s very frightening when the person staring back at you is nothing like you remember them and that person is you. So I decided I had enough and was going to get serious about this whole thing and lose the extra me I was hauling around. So internet searches began.

Oh I love me some internet. You can find anything at all there. I seen a post once that said “tell me something I can’t Google”. So true for this day and age too. But for me, even with all the information available on line I spend most of my time shaking my head or even laughing at the stuff some people think are viable ways to lose weight. Granted I’m sure doing a regimen that resembles something you may find on a military base may very well work for some; however, the only thing I see is my fat ass hyperventilating and reaching for another Mountain Dew. So imagine my surprise when I found this link http://violetsage.wordpress.com/tag/lazy-girl-fitness/. That’s right a “lazy-girl-fitness” idea. She is brilliant let me tell you. I was in fitness heaven. Someone actually understands me and I wanted to cry.

I would suggest reading this interesting and amazingly easy workout idea. I’ve been using that as well as some “extra” stuff that I will go in to in more detail tomorrow.

The day is winding down at the moment and I’m very happy about that. I shall tell you more of my story on another day. Until then I hope you find some great ideas in the lazy girl fitness link I’ve attached.


Why am I… wait what?

I’m going to be like a million and one other folks on here sitting at our computers thinking, “hey I should write something” then spending the next thirty minutes to an hour wondering what to write and putting test words down in our minds. Of course using test words in the mind will then leave room for us soon to be bloggers a chance to also come up with all the possible comments that may be said to those pretend words. That’s a lot of stress on a blogger, it’s amazing any of us actually push save on what we have decided to say. I guess in reality we are all hiding quietly and, possibly a little nervously, behind a computer screen, crossing fingers and praying that someone subscribes to our blog.

So begins my adventure into blogging. The original post said something like “type here why you started this blog” and of course my answer is “hey I should write something.” <crickets chirping> I’m sure everyone has just left now and here I sit in silence behind my computer. (didn’t picture that happening in my test word experiment)

On a side note, if anyone other than me is still reading this, I hope to put down on paper (computer) how my adventures with homemade products, fitness, new and exciting (or just really messy) meals, growing old and exploring life as a Wife, Mom and student happen to turn out over the next little bit. I figure if nothing else I have just started a really souped up version of a diary. Only this one will be edited a bit for the average audience and so might actually make me sound a bit friendlier than my personal notes hidden in a notebook titled “keep out”.

Welcome to whywait4life!