Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Free Money!! $50!!

Hello Smarties,

Capital One 360 is offering a $50 dollar bonus to new members opening accounts.  Click the link below to help me out, then once you have your account you can have your own refer a friend link which could earn you up to $1000!  I opened a free 360 checking account with a minimal amount of money.  I've made my three purchases and on day 50, will have $50 deposited to the account.  I spent less than $10 btw, it can be 3 purchases for $1 each.  Just make sure it's three separate transactions with your new debit card.

Here's the link:  Help Too Smart and earn Free Money!

Thanks Smarties!!  Remember I do not get paid for what I write at least not yet this is a great way to say thanks!


Saturday, October 5, 2013

Too Smart for Her Own GOODS!

Dearest Smarties,

Since the beginning of the blog I've used this as an outlet to rant, rave, laugh, and distract.  Recently I discovered a new love.  I swear, rant, rave, sometimes laugh, and distract myself from my pain.  This new love is refinishing and/or refurbishing furniture pieces and various wooden items.

I had taken a very long break from writing.  A few health issues appeared so graciously and took over my life.  My mind was hostage to my illness.  Therefore throwing up the good ol writer's block.  Smarties, thanks for sticking around by following here and keeping the Facebook page liked.  I was and still am pretty darn active on Pinterest, it's mindless enough. Oh hey also you can find me on Instagram, a newer venture I decided to take the leap into this summer.

Earlier this year, in January I was diagnosed with Fibromyalgia.  I've been in pain for many years, after crippling headaches that lasted for much longer than a month I was given a battery of tests.  Good news...it's ONLY fibromyalgia said the Neurologist.  He sent me on my way saying there was nothing more he could do for me.  Hmm, ok.  Back to the Primary doc at our lovely Army clinic.  He sent me off to a slew of specialists.  All of which seemed to not know how to help me or made things much worse.  It wasn't until about August I finally said screw it all, screw the meds that don't work I have to help ME.  No doctor seemed caring enough to want to help or believe what I was telling them.  Around this time I found a cheap and battered dresser online, bought it, and refinished/painted it.  It was for my youngest Smart boy.  It turned our great and it's Super Mario Brothers themed complete with chalk board drawer faces so that Smart boy may draw his own "levels."  It brought me great joy being able to work with my hands to make something we both loved.  While the Mario Dresser was being born I realized that I really liked what I was doing and it distracted me just enough from my pain that I felt "better" while working.

And so Too Smart for Her Own Goods was born.  I scoured our local online sites for worthy furniture items that I may take the plunge with.  I've collected a few pieces.  Some really cute ones but the first lesson I learned was a vexing one.  ALWAYS inspect the items before your load them up and pay.  Two items I bought from a person were photographed in such a way that online they looked great!  Cute vintage features and all.  Well, I didn't sift through them with a fine tooth comb before having the young man load them into my vehicle.  Get them home, unload, and see that it seems a pet dog used one of the legs as a chew toy.  Awesome!  The pair of end tables will most likely just be one.  Smart hubs is helping me with those.  They were photographed to showcase their unique cut out designs that were slats.  Guess what?  Yes, those beautifully photographed slats pretty much disintegrated upon first touch on one of the tables.  MEH!  Since then I've bought 3 more items, all in MUCH better condition.

Which brings me to my very first finished piece!  A very cute and comfy accent chair fit for any home.  She's also my first item in my Etsy shop!  Cool, right?  So send your friends, neighbors, and wealthy onlookers over!  I am in the process of finishing up another chair like this one but in a different color/fabric.  Then onto the rest of the items.  So, come by the shop often to see what I have available!
Thanks Smarties for sticking with me through the long pause.  I hope to be writing more and owning my new venture in life.  I plan to fill you in every step of the way, whether you like it or not.  Hehe.  Let me know what you think of the chair, I welcome ALL comments, questions, and even constructive criticisms.  I'm new to this so everything helps.  Thanks again Smarties!

Friday, September 27, 2013

Good Morning, Jensen

Stressful morning?  Kids got ya going and you are screaming to get them into the grocery getter so that they may make it to school on time?  Well I have just the stress reliever for you and it isn't coffee, though, it may be taken with coffee...or any drink you prefer.

Dispense Daily as Needed for Stress Relief:

Other bloggers have affinities for certain celebs. Throat Punch's Tina Fey and YKIHAYHT's Johnny come to mind, I'm sure there are more like these ladies and myself. I've figured out after months of silence on the blogwaves that my celebricrush is that of Mr. Jensen Ackles.

If I wasn't such a geek maybe I'd never have came upon this modern day Adonis. Jensen is an actor in the TV series Supernatural on the CW.   Jensen plays Dean Winchester along side another worthy stress reliever Jared Padalecki, aka Sam Winchester.  Nearing 9 long years of stress relief in the form of man meat, amazing green eyes, eyelashes to make women jealous, so on and so forth. Stress relief, yes that's what I call it...tehee/schoolgirl giggles.
Jared and Jensen /swoon
Did I mention Jensen seems to have quite the sense of humor? I'm sure that when he reads this he'll giggle to himself...because like Throat Punch, I hope my celebricrush Is scouring blogs to find mention of him and will most definitely reply to me in the form of humor or song. This little outtake solidified the stress relief and full blown obsession. Check it out:


Still not convinced he's "the one?"  I'm not sure how else to convince you.  Maybe you need to marathon all seasons of Supernatural on Netflix this weekend.  Hurry though because Season 9 is fast approaching.
Seriously, how can you not deem this amazing? 

Ladies, gents, and in betweens...if you happen to run across Jensen tell him Too Smart needs him.  Ask him to drop me a line, send me a text, My Instagram, Tweet me (ok he doesn't have twitter), etc.  I'm hip, I'm cool...I have a son we can work out an arranged marriage between his Lil J.J. and My Smart boy.  In any event, I think it's time I stopped the writer's block.  Thanks Jensen, thanks for the stress relief.  Wink wink.  CREEPY...MAYBE?!

Jensen, call me maybe?

Ok Smarties, I'm out.  /swoon

Thursday, June 20, 2013

Sixth

Dearest Karter,

My littlest son, it is again your birthday.  Your first and last 6th birthday to be exact.  I love and miss you so very much.  I know that you are being taken care by Judy, I know she's there with you today.  I believe she's playing with you as she did Momma and your  Uncles so long ago.  I'm sure you are celebrating with Lucy, Grandpas', and Grandmas' as well.  Don't worry, we would've made the biggest cake and had the best ice cream if you were here with us today.

I love and miss you.

Not a whole lot has changed since your last birthday.  We haven't moved, changed schools, or traveled very far.  Ok, maybe a bit has changed.  Your brothers are so TALL.  Momma needs to put bricks on their heads.  Dad and I think they are going to be very tall.  They are both so smart as I'm sure you would be too.  They obsess over video games but Momma does not  mind as long as their work is done.  Daddy is half the world away once more in our lives.  He's stayed safe, kept fairly busy, and is always talking to us.  I'm sure you are watching over him, thank you Karter.  We also have a new addition to our family her name is Daisy.  She's a beagle.  She is hyper as all get out but Momma loves her all the same.

We love and miss you.

Momma is doing ok.  I'm sure that you are watching over me as well.  Momma has been through a couple operations and diagnosed with a couple painful things.  I have done the best I can to just plain survive.  I'm still adjusting to this normal I must face.  Luckily, I was given a wonderful Son like you who has shown me how strong I can be.  Not everyday is perfect but I'm still living.  I doubt my strength sometimes,  then I remember that gift of strength you've given me.  Thank you Karter.

I love and miss you.

I thought about you from sun up until sundown and more.   I think about you everyday or am reminded of you.  Your Brothers talk about you often.  I think they think of you just as often.  Big Brother wishes you were here while Biggest Brother is away for the summer so he'd have someone to play with.  Well littlest son, it's that time.  The time I hate most and the time that brings tears to my eyes.  The time to tell you that I will talk to you next birthday.  Lucky number 7 next year.   I love you, we love you, keep watching over us.

Love you,

Momma

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Helloooo, Anybody there?

Six weeks and counting since I've written anything on Ye Ol' Blog, embarrassing.  How dare I call myself an amateur writer and humorist?  Writer's block, I've had a severe case of it.

The Smart Boys started back to school.  They seem to be handling their new teachers and accepting new friends into their lives.  The thing I dislike most about them going to school is me having to haul their little butts to and from their school.  We live just outside of the district lines so we have to provide our own transportation.  Going to school isn't the issue.

The problem lies in the afternoon pick up which is an absolute cluster F of epic proportions.  School lets out at approximately 310pm.  If I want to get the Smart Boys picked up and home by DINNER TIME I have to get out to the school by 230pm, line up (as if a funeral procession,) and patiently wait.  I bring my water, protein bar, iPad, and phone to keep my busy and hydrated.  Some days aren't so bad but others feel like time will never move on.
Minus flashing lights and Hearse.

Seems Legit...
FINALLY, the wait is over and I see brake lights coming on in front of me.  These flashes of red light mean it's time for the procession of picking up our little angels.  Angels, this term is laughable when describing the Smart Boys but hey the other kids I'm sure are perfect.  Back to the scene...  One by one our vehicles inch ahead to pick up our kids one car load at a time.  I can't describe how they know which car belongs to which kid because if I did I'd be violating security protocol.  I want NO petterass picking up my kids in a scary van.


Smart Boys enter the vehicle, usually as slow as possible.  The door slams and we're off.  Another school day complete!  BUT WAIT THERE'S MORE!!  I still have to navigate my way out of the parking lot.  This involves a bit of hell/toe action, evasive maneuvering, and sometimes standing on brakes.  I'm not entirely sure where these parents got their driver's licenses but I'm quite sure it was a Cracker Jack box.  We have to make the mad dash home, 7 miles of pure adrenaline.  What adrenaline rush doesn't include being tailgated by the Cracker Jack parade?


Enter the house.  As I rush to the latrine the boys are busy depositing their backpacks, papers, jackets, and shoes where ever they'd like usually in a direct path of walking.  Homework, check homework, start dinner, eat dinner, do dishes, and so on.  /End Scene.

Moral of the story?  Thank your damn bus driver!  Those of you who are fortunate enough to have bus services, ENJOY IT!  That and I'll be applying for a chauffeur license.  Doesn't it suck that I can't put this driving service on a resume detailing my safe driving skills all while volunteering?!  Ah the endless joys of Motherhood.  =)   

Sunday, August 5, 2012

Shit I Hate Sunday...

I found an awesome blogger this week who incidentally happens to be an Army wife too!  She's not for the faint of heart but I find her pretty gd hilarious.  Rockin' Mama is hosting a Sunday link up entitled Shit I Hate Sundays.  So I'm giving it a whirl.

Shit I Hate - Sunday, seriously least favorite day of the week.

Shit I Hate - That Mad Men isn't on year round, I know right First World Problems.

Shit I Hate - I'm a self proclaimed lover of all things video game.  However, I'm thinking my son is developing an unhealthy kinship with Bowser, the bad guy from all Mario games.

Shit I Hate - Netflix.  I spent nearly 45 minutes last night just trying to find something that's suitable to watch.  Why in the hell do I pay for this crap anymore?

Shit I Hate -  Not being able to enjoy my morning cup of joe!

Shit I Hate - Those LAZY ASS turds at the mart who cannot put the cart away, thanks for the dings jackholes!

Shit I Hate - Living in such a small town/area that when my mother-in-law is visiting and sick there are no Urgent Care places to visit.  What a sham!

I won't go on...believe me there's nothing I like to do more than bitch, says Smart Hubs.

Thursday, August 2, 2012

Winning Gold in Pain Med Olympics

My dear Smarties, it's been awhile since I had a real post.  I do apologize but thank you for being patient with me through the dull summer months! Everything is returning to semi normal at the Smart household.

I had surgery in late June.  Since then I've been in a Vicodin infused haze.  More like syrup of the gods haze since I had the liquid version.  Might I add that it took hold much faster than the usual pill form.  Now that I have all of you addicts, former addicts, and future addicts foaming at the mouth this is the part where I tell you the script has run dry.  It's a good thing since it totally gave me writer's block and I can really see how some folks become addicted so easily.

Things that DO stick out from the last few weeks of my recovery:

Smart hubs left for more Army schooling in early July, the good news is he will be back at the end of this month and is still in country.  He hasn't been away this long in quite sometime, I'll be honest it's been sort of nice yet when I hear ANYONE complaining in the civilian world about missing their significant other after one night apart...well I'd like to slap them with a 2X4.  When I say it's sort of nice that he's gone, I mean that it's nice knowing when he'll be back and that I know he's safe/not in a warzone.


My son had his 6th birthday, yay!  6 years of him not sleeping like a normal person, playing the family role of Drama Queen/King, and being just as awesome as his mother.  It was a good day, I got sick on a piece of his ice cream cake but damn it was worth it!  If he gets anymore Batman stuff, I may accidentally lose some of it.  His room looks like a mock up of Gotham City.  You can imagine the discussion I had with him over TDKR shootings in Aurora, CO.  He was worried because he knew his Dad wanted to see the film.  In short, he's pacified and I don't believe he's scared of entering a movie theater.  Although as reassurance I told him I'd wait until TDKR came out on DVD so we wouldn't have to worry.  He's ok with it...me with my love of Superheroes, not so much.


I started exercising again.   Yea that's right Too Smart can do it! I take an evening jaunt around our neighborhood with our dog Lucy in tow.  It gets really hot, I'm usually drenched in sweat, and Lucy usually drinks two bowls of water when we're done.  It's worth it though as I'm seeing great results thus far.  Oh yea, recovery, I'm doing ok not off all restrictions yet but a couple more weeks and I'll be whole again.

The Olympics.  Namely the opening ceremony.  I missed the Beijing ceremonies so I thought I'd watch the London ceremonies.  There were some things that really made me snicker.  The Queen dropping from a helicopter, really?  OK, she's a good sport.  The Deaf Children singing God Save the Queen, well my husband and I both heard a few off key kids but overall it was alright but did you see the close up of the Queen's face during that?  She look liked she was constipated and in dire need of a laxative or she was thinking the same thoughts I was...which weren't politically correct enough for me to write here.  Overall I've been trying to avoid Olympic spoilers but it's definitely hard to do.  Oh, and my favorite event thus far...Micheal Phelp's Mom's early reaction.  Bahaha.  GOLD right there.

I'm not really a Dragonball Z fan but this was hilarious. 

 All in all I'm back and off the sauce.  It's been a nice warm haze but it's time to get things back in order.  Besides, the Smart Boys are almost back in school!  YESSSS, I mean....awe I'm so distraught whatever shall I do?  Oh yea, more blogging time!  See you kids around.