Clean by Spring...the 40 Bags of Lent Challenge

I feel like there is too much clutter in my life. Visual clutter, mental clutter, and just constant stimulation (i.e. tv, internet, smartphone) The 40 bags of Lent challenge is a chance for me to unwind and remove some of the visual clutter from my life. I feel like this will allow me to welcome spring with a renewed sense of simplicity. Not sure my family feels the same way, but as my hubby says "Happy Wife = Happy Life!"

I absolutely challenge anyone reading this post to try this challenge. I did consider starting with something like the 15 boxes of April. Removing one bag/box of stuff every other day seems reasonable, but when I do something, I do it 110%. So 40 bags of Lent it is!

Wish me luck and good luck to anyone who decides to try this.

Her favorite word is Mustache!

My daughter and I were doing that thing where you put your hair under your nose and call it a mustache. I would like to teach her the finger 'stache, but since she's a toddler, I'm afraid it will look like she is smelling her finger like a weirdo.

In true toddler fashion, my daughter's new favorite word is mustache. This makes me laugh and got me pondering about mustaches in society. I feel that the finger 'stache is vastly under used. Sure there's that steam punk movement that embraces the finger 'stache, but how about the rest of us.

There is a certain quiet dignity in using a finger 'stache when making important statements. An air of respect, if you will. So, this is my plea to others. In important social situations, let us embrace the finger 'stache. After all, shouldn't we live in a dignified society?

This picture is from the following site and is available as a t-shirt. http://www.wearyourstory.com/mustache.html

A Taste of the Wild: Eating Bobcat

Don't get me wrong, I'm a city girl. There's no possum stew or squirrel steaks going on in my home. It's just that I am an extremely curious person. I believe that when an opportunity presents itself, you take it!

One of my friends (well, a friend of a friend) hit a bobcat with his car and decided to clean it, gut it, and then wimped out on eating it. So my brother threw some seasoning on the bobcat steaks and tossed those puppy's in the oven.

The meat was stringy, tough, and tasted a bit gamey...like lamb. I think we should have marinated the meat and slow cooked it. I googled "recipe for bobcat" and "how to cook bobcat" and found nothing. I thought for sure some backwoods squirrel eating person would have a road kill recipe blog. After all, this is the Internet. You can find anything, right? Well, apparently you can't find a recipe for bobcat.

I don't taste very good.

A Conversation with my Husband No. 2

An amusing text conversation with my hubby.

Me: Help. I have a poop in the bath situation. I repeat. A poop in the bath situation.

Hubby: The number u have texted is no longer in service, please try your text again after your poop situation has been resolved.

For the record, I was not the one who pooped in the bath. We have a toddler.

Oh how I hate the smell of green

I really made an effort last year to be more "green." I have a degree in Environmental Science, but often find myself falling off the wagon. This year my New Year's resolution is to be more clean on a daily basis. Yep, I'm a slob. It's embarassing, but I diverse. What I don't understand is why every green cleaner has to have a signature scent. It's not couture. It's not perfume. Worst of all, every scent is different. After I clean my house house with all of my green cleaners, what I end up with is a patchuli, vanillla, orange and lavender smell mess. Can't green just be unscented? Or how about lemon? Lemon Pledge is popular for a reason. I implore you green cleaning product industry, get rid of your signature smells.