Tutorial - Make Your Own Foam Soap

Hi everybody!

(all 14 of you if you're reading, ha-ha!)

I am so excited about this tutorial I stumbled upon

while browsing blog parties.

This one in particular I found on

Finding Fabulous' Frugalicious Friday blog party.

The post came from Stephanie's VERY appropriately named blog

Full of Great Ideas. 

I was so excited about this tip since

our budget has gotten extremely tight

(like a lot of families these days)

and literally, just yesterday, I was talking to my BFF/SNL, Tina

about how we have totally run out of our

favorite foam soap from Bath & Body Works.

What is a girl to do?

Skimp on the kids' lunches?

Not pitch in the $3 on their Harvest Parties at dance?

Go without make-up for a few weeks?

I think not...

so imagine my pure glee when I read this tutorial.

I actually jumped up from my computer,

ran into the bathrooms to find the empty bottles

of foam soap I had been long holding on to,

and wouldn't ya' know I had not 1 but 2

FULL bottles of Warm Vanilla Sugar shower gel!

(my FavOriTe scent)

After about 5 minutes I had myself  2 full bottles

of fabulously smelling foam soap in my bathroom and kitchen!

(Unfortunately I only saved 2 bottles but

oh the FrUgALiciOUs JoY I'm having over these!)

Hope you enjoyed the tip!

Blessings to you this fine Sunday!

Missy

My Nephew, PFC Kyle Oren Skimin

Today I am especially thankful for the many men and women
serving in our military.

My handsome nephew, Kyle Oren Skimin, is one of those.

I remember when Kyle was born.

I remember him babbling in his carseat while

Tina and I drove around in her little black car.

He was always trying to mimic what were saying,

sometimes that included a few, well, let's just say...colorful words.

I remember him playing with all the tiny Sesame Street characters

I gave him for Christmas when he was 2 years old.

I'll never forget how he let out a ear piercing squeal with each one

he pulled from the box.

He insisted that he was saying it correctly when he

called Oscar the Grouch "Soccer" the Grouch.

(He just loves that story when I tell it to his friends

now that he's 20 years old!)

I remember him going on trips up to Oregon each year

with his Uncle Wayne

(who is now my Husband!)

I remember how quiet and shy Kyle always was
unless he knew you well.

He was always a guy of few words,

except for talking to his Mom (my BFF, now SNL, Tina).

They have always been so very close. 

I pray I have such a relationship with my son!

Fast forward to today....

It is the 9 year anniversary of 9/11 and this young man
 is serving in the ARMY.

PFC Kyle Oren Skimin is scheduled to deploy

to Afghanistan in October.

We are so proud of him and honored

that he has chosen to serve our country.

As I remember the moments I watched
the horrific tragedy of 9/11 unfold on television,

I remember watching Kyle grow from an adorable, little boy

to a handsome young man with a certain confidence

as he wears his uniform with pride.

This summer I helped out with Kyle's wedding.

My Husband, Wayne, had the honor of officiating the ceremony.

What an emotional and joyful day!

Tears come to my eyes every single time

I look at this picture of Tina and Kyle.

Kyle and his bride, Shariya, were the epitome of young love!

So yes, we are so torn with sadness, to see him go and

pride, for his sacrifice.

We will continue to pray that sooner than we know it,

Kyle will be back home with Shariya.

We love you Kyle and can't wait until you're back!

Sincerest Blessings to All,

Let us Never Forget.

Missy

I Want to be Better

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So I know it's been a while. (Insert Embarrassed Emoticon HERE)

I've been neglecting my family blog, (among many other things.)

There, I admitted it.  No excuses.

I just need to be more organized, plain and simple. 

That's so easy to say isn't it? 

It may not be perfectly executed but I'm really going to try start to keep some sort of routine or schedule or whatever you wanna call it.  I've just never been that good at it.  There's probably some sort of psychological reason behind my forgetfulness, procrastination,  and serious scatter-brain-ness

but it doesn't really matter, right? 

These faces are what matter.

And so I just want to be better....specifically, a better Christian,

a better Wife and a better Mommie. 

I know that with the LORD's help, it is possible. 

I've got awesome kids, a wonderful Husband and let's face it,

there's nothing better than Jesus, and He is my Redeemer. 

So, when I'm worried about being so disorganized and

scatter-brained I need to remember this...

He cares about everything that I worry about.  Nothing is too small or simple or seemingly insignificant to Him. 

I know this because the Bible tells me so.

(That may sound childish but it's actually true and honestly, I am His child so if that's childish...fine by me!)

Anyway, this Scripture simply sums it up:  1 Peter 5:7

• Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you.  (NIV)

• Give all your worries and cares to God, for he cares about you. (NLT)

• Throw all your worry on him, because he cares for you. (ISV)

• Casting all your care upon him; for he careth for you.      (King James)

I pray that anyone that might be reading this will be blessed and refreshed by His unconditional love, mercy and care.

With sincere blessings,

Missy

It Must Be In The Genes....

Believe it or not, my two daughters created this little one room house out of their LEGOs....

COMPLETELY on their own. 

How cute is that?!

Macy is 9 and Grace is 5.

The front view as you enter the LEGO cottage

through the rainbow columns.

They made sure I noticed the carrots and corn

growing in the garden.

Grace thought the house needed to be protected like ours

so the blue and white thingy is the alarm sytem.

Here is the luxurious, pink daybed. 

Notice the large, pink, fluffy pillow 

leaning on the grand headboard

and the little peak-a-boo arched opening?

I just love the vanity!  Two side lamps, a perfume bottle

 and an arched mirror with a jewelry box even! 

Of course they added a bench for the vanity. 

Check out the rose topiary in the corner!

No one room cottage is complete without

a BIG screen TV.

See the little pink drinking glasses on the bed?

And that footboard with the ornate, pink finials!

I may not be able to save their latest masterpiece from Little Man

(Jack, their almost 2 year old brother),

but at least it's preserved in BLOGLAND.

Because of His grace, I am my Kids' Mommie,

Missy

P. S.  PLEASE DON'T FORGET MY OTHER JUNKIN' BLOG...

http://ChateauChicBoutique.com/

New Space at Mission Galleria!

Why does everything take longer than I think it will? I've had the plans in my head for weeks now and of course not everything is going according to those plans. If money were no object my dream space would be realized... but I'm still excited and it is definitely coming along!


I found an awesome old, vintage showcase that my husband and I have been working on. I have big plans for it too so I think it will look beautiful when it's all done. And did I take before photos? Of course not. Oh, well, so is the life of One Blessed Mommie trying to live out her dream of having a beautiful shop one day, living vicariously through my little ol' space at the Mission Galleria I call Chateau Chic Boutique.

I will post pictures soon....please check out and follow my other blog for updates Chateau Chic Boutique.

Blessings,
Missy

Gary David Watson

March 19, 1969 to May 29, 2006

Not just today, but always, I remember and honor my first husband, Gary.  He went home with the Lord 4 years ago today.

There are so many things I miss about him.  I miss his smile, his laugh and the sound of his keys jingling from his belt loop as he walked down the hallway.  I came to love that sound, especially in the middle of the day when he popped in unexpectedly just to say Hi and give me and the girls a kiss.

Today we went to Olivia's, our favorite Mexican restaurant.  Of course I ordered Gary's Special.  (Gary and I ate there so often that in his honor they added "Gary's Special" to their menu...chicken and cheese flautas with beans and rice, just the way he ordered it - they didn't make it for anyone but him.)

Later on I took the girls to get balloons.  I always let them choose their own.  We all sat down and wrote our messages to Gary on our balloons.  We then went outside and said our little prayers and one at a time, we let them go.  The girls used to ask how he got them so I told them an angel comes down and takes them the rest of the way to Heaven and gives them to him.  For me, the actual writing is very theraputic and emotional.  It's almost like I'm talking to him.  I take pictures of the girls' messages and drawings each time.  I want to save these memories for myself and for them.  Wayne always has his own balloon as well.  I never ask to read his messages, I think it's important for him to say what he wants to Gary and just keep it between them.  But I am certain it helps Wayne as much as it does me.

I miss my Gary and I know I always will.  There will always be a part of my heart that belongs to him.  God's word promises we will see each other again one day and I bet I will hear that familiar jingling again.

Missy

Chateau Chic Boutique at the Long Beach Flea Market - Sunday, May 16th!

Hello friends!

Just a quick post to let you know
I'm going out on a limb and will be selling

at the Long Beach Flea Market this Sunday, May 16.

I'll be sharing a great corner spot
with my good friend, Arlene,
 from the Garden Gate Boutique.

We'll have garden, vintage, shabby chic,
 frenchy and primitive stuff -

something for everyone!

I hope you can stop by!

Blessings,

Missy