I know there are many other blessings in my life. Too many to list but I figured this is a good place to start. What do you consider to be blessings in your life? Do you take the time to be thankful for them?
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About 4 years ago…
About 4 years ago I lost a woman that meant so much to me. And you know what? It was ok. Grandma Peg had lived a good, long life. She had battled cancer multiple times and was on oxygen 24/7 due to Advanced Pulmonary Fibrosis. For a while, I would help out by taking her to radiation. I spent a few years cleaning her house and going grocery shopping for her every week. Then when she couldn’t live alone anymore, she moved into an adult care home. I visited ever other day or so. We spent a lot of time together. She always had such a great attitude. She was an amazing woman. She was ready to go. And it was ok.
To better understand, let me take you back to just 5 weeks prior to this day. You seem my other grandma, who had also been battling Advanced Pulmonary Fibrosis had suddenly taken a turn for the worse and had slipped into a coma of sorts. She was surrounded by family and was never left alone. I went over there at one point to sit with her and as I was leaving her room, I realized that this was the last time I would likely see my grandma alive. I never got to tell her how much I loved her and how much I would miss her and how much I loved being the one to bring her communion at home most Sundays and how much I enjoyed the prayers we said together. Her death was so very hard on me. It was not ok.
So, after that, I didn’t want the same thing to happen when Grandma Peg passed away. So, naturally, I did what I do when most things get tough and I need to collect my thoughts, I wrote her a letter. And then carried it around with me for the next 3 weeks, not quite ready to read it to her yet. When I started to notice she was sleeping more and eating less, I decided it was time.
Through reading that letter, I told her how much I would miss her and our almost daily visits. I thanked her for all she had taught me. I thanked her for listening. I thanked her for the meals we shared together. I told her how I have cherished our time together. I told her how much I admired her and how amazing and strong I thought she was. I told her I loved her.
I cried.
She squeezed my hand.
She smiled the way only a Grandma can smile.
She passed away within a couple of weeks of me reading that letter to her. And you know what? It was ok. I was ready for it. I was ok.
And today, through my tears, even though I miss her, I know it’s ok.
Katherine Gets Crafty
One day during my lunch last week I was browsing blogs when I came across this post about Family Rules from the Pleated Poppy. I’m not gonna lie, I spent the next 40 minutes looking at each and every rule board and I was completely inspired. It was then and there I decided that while Andy was gone over the weekend, I would make my very own “Rice Family Rules”.
I started thinking about the rules I wanted to use and it didn’t take me long. There are some very basic principles Andy and I live by and have started instilling in the little Monster. I was also able to pick up some good ideas by looking at the other Rule Boards I found online. I chose to come up with 13 rules for 2 very deliberate reasons. First, 13 is Andy’s lucky number and it’s also the day we were married.
Friday durning my lunch I hit up Michaels for a canvas. I left with 2 canvases (what!? they were BOGO). And some paper. And some paint brushes. Oh and some scrapbook letters. On the way home from work I stopped by the grocery store and picked up a bottle of wine. After Ry hit the sack I poured myself a glass, busted out my supplies and got to work.
Then only to realize that I had left my rules at work. FAIL! I started with a base coat on the canvas and called it a night.
The next morning Ry and I headed in to town to pick up my rules. During her nap I made quite a bit of progress. That evening I finished it up.
Aside from some bubbling, I am really happy with the way it turned out. The best part about it all? When Andy got home Monday night, he stopped, read all the rules and yelled to the kitchen, “Did you make this?” Obviously I replied with a yes. Then he responded “Huh, that’s cool. I like it. Good job Wife.” To be honest, I wasn’t sure what his reaction would be but I love that he likes it!
I hung up the Rice Family Rules right next to the front door as a nice reminder each day as we leave our home of how we should live our life.
In case you can’t read all the rules:
- Put family first
- Be thankful for your blessings
- Remember your manners
- Say please and thank you
- Laugh often – especially at yourself
- Think of others
- Lend a helping hand
- Do the right thing – even when others don’t
- Be honest – no matter what
- Don’t just hear…LISTEN
- Be yourself
- Smile & have fun
- Work hard, always do your best, never give up
I need a weekend from my weekend.
This last weekend was the busiest, most exhausting and most fulfilling weekend I have had in quite a while. And, really, I feel kind of bad saying that considering the fact that Andy was gone the entire time. I am not even kidding when I say that it’s Wednesday and I am still recovering. So much went on this weekend that I need seperate posts for each of our adventures! So, get ready for some major blog reading this week…especially since I was pretty neglectful of the Little Miss blog this last week.
First up: Our Adventures in Potty Training -OR- How on Earth did that just happen!?
Yes, my friends. You read that right. And, if you are my friend on Facebook you already saw my post regarding said potty training. I don’t want to jynx it, and I know there will be setbacks, but I think we just potty trained Rylee in 2 days! (ok, mostly 2 days)
I had a really aggressive goal that Rylee would NOT be returning to daycare this Fall wearing diapers. However, since I was not the one home with her all Summer, I didn’t have much control over the potty training…or lack thereof. Andy’s view was: She’ll do it when she’s ready. My view? Let’s lose the diapers already! By mid-August, I was getting pretty antsy and to be totally honest, sick of changing the kid’s stinky diapers. I decided to take matters into my own hands. Ry and I went to Target, bought some Dora undies and some potty treats (AKA: Peanut Butter M&M’s). On the weekends, when we were home, I would have Ry in her undies and set the timer for every 20 minutes. When the timer went off, we hit the head. That tactic didn’t really work out so hot, but it got the ball rolling. Ry was pooping in the toilet more than she was in her diaper…score 1 for the mama!
This last weekend Ry woke up with a bad cough and a stuffy nose {side note: I now do too. What can I say, she’s a giver}. We decided not to go to the family BBQ we had been planning on all week. Bummer for me, but she didn’t know the difference. Instead, we just hung out around the house. Since we were home, I decided to put her in undies. She was diggin’ it. She had a couple of accidents, but all was well.
Sunday, after we ran a couple of errands in the morning, I put her in undies again. By the afternoon when Auntie Kristen was over, we were outside picking pears when Auntie asked Ry if she had to go potty and Ry replied with a YES! So we ran in the house and she went. This is when things really started to click. I don’t know what happened, it’s just like she all of a sudden got it. She didn’t have an accident all.day.long.
Monday was pretty much gravy. She knew when she had to go and she’d let us know. She did have one accident when she was putting money in her piggy bank. She ran to the bathroom as soon as it happened yelling “I’m leaking!”. Then, that night after I put her in a diaper and her PJ’s on she decided she had to go. Instead of going in her diaper, she ran to the bathroom, pulled off her diaper and sat on the toilet…all by herself! SUCCESS!
Tuesday morning, within seconds of her waking up (still in a diaper) she declared she had to go! And yes, I gave her peanut butter M&M potty treats at 6:45 AM. We sent her to daycare in undies…of course back with 3 extra pair of undies and pants. I am happy to report upon picking her up she was STILL in the pants that I dropped her off in. That’s right ladies and gentlemen…no accidents!
POTTY TREATS FOR EVERYONE!
Stay Tuned For…
- Our Adventures in Crafting -OR- How Katherine pretends to be crafty
- Our Adventures in Canning -OR- How to completely exhaust yourself in 24 hours
- Our Adventures in Self-Dressing -OR- Fashion Police Friday
Out of the Zone…in a BIG way!
3.) Steppin outside the box (describe a time when you went way out of your comfort zone)
Let me just tell you why this is an easy one…because I am There. Right. Now. Or, maybe out of there? I’m not quite sure how to say that actually. Earlier this week, I gave notice that I was leaving my company for another job. Wow…that was just as hard to type as it was to tell the president of my company.
You guys? I am not just out of my comfort zone, I am out of my comfort world. I left the zone the minute I started discerning this new opportunity. There is no more zone in my rearview mirror. I am scared out of my freakin’ mind!
I am in no way unhappy with my current job. If I was, leaving wouldn’t be so hard. I love the job I do. I love the people I work with. I am passionate about the sport and I believe in the company I work for. I have been with this company for nearly 4 year. I know the job and what is expected of me. It’s familiar. It’s comfortable.
Now, I am leaving all that behind and I am taking a gamble…that’s hard for me and my type-A tendencies to handle. Don’t get me wrong, by gamble, I don’t mean that there isn’t security…I might just have a meltdown if that were the case. However, it is the unknown. I am looking forward to this new adventure. The opportunities I am going to have with this new company are more than I could have imagined. Knowing that the man who offered me the job has the confidence in me is both humbling and reassuring. I know I need to have the confidence in the gifts and talents God has given me. Speaking of God…hopefully He reads my blog so He can see this and send a little comfort my way!
This move is something that I need to do for me and for my family. But leaving all that I know and love is, well, hard and I am definitely out of my comfort zone.






