Thursday, February 28, 2013

13 Things I Don't Understand About My Kids

1. 2 words: Gangnam Style.

2. Their inability to immediately accept 80s movies as gospel. I have to make them watch classics such as Ferris Bueller's Day Off  and Adventures in Babysitting, and once they do, they talk about how much they enjoyed them, but getting them to actually watch them is like pulling teeth.

3. Seriously, it's not rocket science...
The toilet paper roll in the kids' bathroom.

4. The Ginger eats apples, sausage and rice, but when I make an amazing dinner that everyone else enjoys that mixes these 3 ingredients together, it's all of a sudden disgusting.

5. The Girl can remember what she wore last Tuesday to school, her best friend's pet hamster's name and the exact date that she bought her favorite pair of earrings, but can't seem to remember to scoop out the litter box each day or even pick her towel up off of the bathroom floor.

6. Their fascination with that youtube crap of a sensation, Fred. Seriously, that guy is annoying as hell, and

February 17-28 of the #InklingsPhoto Challenge

Days 17-23: 7 Deadly Sins

Day 17: Pride

Day 18: Lust

Day 19: Gluttony
Our gluttonous coffee corner, complete with a coffee pot AND a Keurig.

Day 20: Envy

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Sisterhood of the Inspiring Coffee Ghost Firetruck... aka Awards and Randomness

Y'all have to know by now that I'm a slacker. Actually, maybe that doesn't come across so much over here at Inklings because I do post regularly, update the page's facebook status pretty consistently and post pictures on the various social media sites I'm on. So, maybe y'all have no idea how scatterbrained I truly am.

Score one for hiding behind the mask of the internet!

So, in the past month or so, I've been given some blogging awards from other bloggers who think I'm pretty epic. When you get these awards, you are supposed to give some random facts about yourself and then pass the award on to other bloggers.

Only, when I started blogging 3 years ago, these awards had you list like 5 things about yourself and then give the award to 5 other bloggers. Now, you have to nominate like 52 other bloggers or something close to that. It's CRAZY!

So, in true Tatted Mom fashion, I'm taking the lazy easy way out. I'm going to give shout outs to the people who gave them to me (so y'all can check them out yourselves), and do the random question thing (because seriously, who doesn't want to know the randomness that is Tatted Mom?), but as I need to get to mopping these floors, I'm holding off on the nominating a gazillion other blogs.

I know, I know, I'm not sharing the love. If you are a facebook fan of Inklings, you know I pimp out the blogs I love all the time.

The first award I received was the Sisterhood of the World Bloggers Award, courtesy of The Home Heart. She has the most AMAZING recipes ever! She also nominated me for the Blog of the Year 2012 Award as well, but as I haven't had my coffee this morning and am a little fuzzy on what that award entails, I'll be concentrating on the Sisterhood Award today. A HUGE thanks to her for thinking of me when it came to these!! (You can head to her blog to get the rules how-to for these if you are a blogger who would like to pass along the award to your favorite blogs.)

The Sisterhood of the World Bloggers Award has 10 random questions for y'all...

  1. What is your favorite color? ~Red or Purple; it's a toss up.
  2. What is your favorite animal? ~Cats... or those little things in Madagascar with the huge eyes... Lemur maybe? Those things are ADORABLE!!
  3. Your favorite non-alcoholic drinks? ~Coffee and... coffee
  4. Facebook or twitter? ~Facebook, which I have linked to my twitter to automatically post on it. I've tried twitter, I understand twitter, but twitter doesn't like me very much, so I stick to facebook. I am digging Google+ now, too, and I rock the hell out of some Instagram (shameless plug, but hey- this is my award, dammit)
  5. Favorite pattern? ~I wasn't aware that I'm supposed to have one of those... Umm... Scottish Plaid
  6. Do you prefer getting or giving presents? ~Both

Sunday, February 24, 2013

20 Easy Steps to Having a Low Grade, Level 1, Near-Midlife Crisis

1. Go into hair salon wanting just a trim and some light layers put in.
2. Start flipping through the books and have your daughter say, "Hey, Mom, you should cut all of your hair off like that lady" (pointing at a hair model in the 'short' section of the hair book).
3. Lose your mind and actually consider having all of your hair cut off.
4. Decide to do it.
5. Have your daughter take a 'before' picture of you. Make sure she truly captures the 'Holy shit, what am I about to do?' look on your face, as you see here. You won't need to actually try and make this face, as it will come naturally to you.
6. Let the hair dresser cut off all of your hair. Realize after about 10 minutes of her cutting that she must not have been looking at the same picture you were, because she seems to be cutting off way more than the chin-length layered bob you showed her.
7. Repeat over and over in your head, "If Anne Hathaway can pull this short hair thing off, then I can, too, dammit." 
8. Choke back tears.
9. Have the hairdresser spin you around in the chair only to find that she took off about 2-3 inches too much.

Friday, February 22, 2013

Healthy Children, Happy Children. Keeping it REAL (Guest Post)

Hey, Inklingers. Today's post comes to us from Kristen Peters, whose amazing aromatherapy spray is part of a (rare) Inklings' giveaway over here. Be sure to enter before it ends on 2/23 at 11:59pm! 

We live in an odd time. Children as young as five experience pre-hypertension. Children as young as two are morbidly obese with symptoms of adult on-set, Type II diabetes. According to the CDC, “Obesity now affects 17% of all children and adolescents in the United States - triple the rate from just one generation ago”. That, to me anyway, is very disturbing and makes my stomach ache with a feeling of remorse, regret, and fear. This is an epidemic in America. These facts need to be corrected. How did this begin? Who’s to blame for this staggering and upsetting trend? These numbers classify themselves in a national child abuse and neglect. How can we let this happen to our youth? And how can we fix this?

Picture courtesy of Social Moms
Here is my opinion on the matter. In our hurried and fast-paced odd world of today most of the public is simply tired. Due to our very stressful and jam-packed lives the irony of living in a modernized and technologically advanced society has made living harder. Gone are the days when all we had to do was survive. As I’m sure that was extremely stressful, humans were more satisfied, honorable, and although at times barbaric generally concerned for the welfare of their society in which they lived. Survival meant dirty brows and aching hands but also happy children. Happy that parents were around and the parents fought for their survival. Children saw that as well, “Gee they must care for me so I will care for them.” They were also busy. They had responsibilities planting and tending to the survival of the family.

Today, people outside of the family perform most of the childrearing. Strangers that change as often as the wind. Now please don’t mistake me for a pro attachment- parenting activist. My children have all attended daycare as young as 12 weeks old. Nothing had the ability of breaking my heart as much. I, like the majority, simply had no choice. Children also have a lack of things to do. Everything is done for them either out of robotic progression or perhaps their tired and guilt-stricken parents deem it’s necessary and provides them with a temporary peace of mind.

In summary thus far, we are tired and children are not as happy and they’re very, very bored. This deadly

Thursday, February 21, 2013

The Most Important Thing You Can Teach Your Toddler

Today's post is found at my column over at Parent Society. It's one of the scariest things that happened to me when I was the mother of a toddler, and how we learned what the most important piece of information is that you could ever teach your child!

As always, I'll start it over here and let you finish it up at Parent Society! Enjoy!!

The Most Important Thing You Can Teach Your Toddler

When my daughter was 2 years old, I had one of the most scary situations occur that every mother fears. We were shopping at our local super center, and I told my husband I was running back to the sunglasses section, and to keep an eye on our daughter in the toy section. I was only gone for about three minutes, and when I returned to the toy section, my husband had a frantic look on his face.

“I can’t find her,” is all he could say.

What did he mean, he couldn’t find her? I was gone for three minutes and she was standing right next to him when I left. He said he was looking at the puzzles and he looked down and she was gone. It had only taken about 15 seconds for this to occur.

My mind raced as I ran through the toy aisles. No daughter. I started running toward the nearest exit when a voice came over the loud speaker:

“Would Morgan and Colin please come to register 29?”

That’s my name … and my husband’s name.

As I ran toward the registers with tears streaming down my face, I heard people around me say, “that must be Morgan,” as they cleared the aisle for me. I got to register 29, and there was my daughter — my beautiful 2-year-old. I ran to her and wrapped my arms around her.

There was an older woman standing there with her, along with the super center employees. “I spotted her walking...

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Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Most Likely to Succeed... Maybe...

Isn't it crazy how the littlest things can spark some hugely sobering moments in your life? Sometimes good, sometimes bad, almost always have you staring at a wall for goodness knows how long with a blank look on your face while your mind runs 100 mph.

Yeah, I had that moment the other day. A person I went to high school with had just posted pictures of their new baby on Instagram. Adorable baby, I'm very happy for them, but this guy just happens to have been my biggest rival in high school.

Yes, I understand that I graduated 5... cough... 10... cough... 14 years ago, but high school shit sticks in your mind forever, I think. This guy and I were friends throughout school, but we were highly competitive. In fact (little known Tatted Mom fact here), he graduated Valedictorian and I graduated Salutatorian- the difference between our grade point averages being something like .01- yeah, one one hundredth of a point. (Yes, I'm a nerd, thank you.)

My brain started to wander off, thinking back to high school. Then my sobering moment hit.

I was voted Most Likely to Succeed my senior year. Oh, shit. Had I lived up to that most prestigious label? (Ha!)

4 years ago, at my 10 year reunion, I would have said yes. I was a successful tattoo artist, covered in tattoos, looked a hell of a lot better at 28 than I did at 18, and I had shed the awkwardness of a high school nerdy teenager and become a real woman.

But that was 4 years ago. As I stared at my wall, I wondered about my life now. 4 years ago Hubby and I were separated, but I was a successful tattoo artist. No love life, no family, but I had money and a career. Is that what counts as 'successful'? Was I more successful back then than I am now?

Fast forward 4 years to now, and Hubby and I got our heads out of our asses and are doing better than we

Sunday, February 17, 2013

Custom Aromatherapy Spray Review & Giveaway ( Ends 2/23)

Y'all know I hardly ever do reviews and giveaways- it has to be something that truly interests me. When Kristen Peters, a certified holistic health practitioner and aromatherapist emailed me about having a custom aromatherapy spray made for me, I jumped at the opportunity. I love all natural items.

I asked Kristen to make a blend to help me with meditation. I wanted something that immediately helped put me into the zone when it came to meditating, and calmed and centered me at the same time.

Her blend is amazing! The spray she sent me is a blend of patchouli, sandalwood and jasmine, which I loved (yes, I'm one of those people who loves patchouli- it reminds me of the new age store I used to own). It arrived in a little blue glass bottle, which I loved, too. Glass bottles tend to be a little more expensive than plastic ones, and of course are more natural, so it's Kristen's attention to details like those that had me enjoying the spray even more.

I've told y'all I'm a tree-hugging hippy at heart.

I use the spray when I'm getting prepared to meditate. I get comfortable, take a few deep breaths and spray

Saturday, February 16, 2013

February 10-16 of the #InklingsPhoto Challenge

February 10: 10

February 11: Fluffy

February 12: Prickly

February 13: Young at Heart

Thursday, February 14, 2013

10 Tips for Writing a Humor Mom Blog

So now that the Top 25 Funny Moms contest is done and over with (Inklings made it to #92, which, considering there was something like 240 blogs this year vs. the 140 from last year, we did pretty good), I have a few things I need to say about the whole Humor Mom Blog genre.

I know y'all want me to, but I'm not naming names. Sorry, can't do it. I'm here to anonymously vent, not to start another Mom Blog War. These are my opinions, and my opinions alone, so if you happen upon this post and think you are one of the bloggers below- don't hate; it's just my opinion, and I'm one single mom blogger.

If you are a mom who is thinking of starting a blog, and are thinking of having it be a humor blog, there are a few things to keep in mind when making this decision. And yes, I do call myself an expert in this field. I have been doing this for 3 years now, and while I don't have the largest following in the history of blogging, the people who find my blog stick with my blog, so I have 3 years of continuous growth and loyalty: i.e. I'm not the newest craze that people won't remember next month and I will be around at this time next year! So, heed my words of advice on humor blogging; I know my shit.

10 Tips for Writing a Humor Mom Blog
  • If you have 1 child that is less than 1 year old, you can, by absolutely no means whatsoever, say that you are an "expert" on funny parenting. You haven't even gotten to the funny parenting stages yet. You're still in the cute baby faces and poopy diapers stage. Wait until you are potty training your child and they pee in the trash can directly next to the toilet. Wait until your child runs into the room when you tell him to go get into the bath and yells, How about I just go brush my nuts? Wait until your entire morning is centered around a chaotic mess of french braiding and listening to Lego Ninjago stories and bickering about cheese vs. no cheese on sandwiches and Mom, he's looking at me wrong and all you want to do is walk outside in your pajamas, in front of your kids' friends and embarrass the hell out of them. After you have hit these stages, then come talk to me about being an expert on funny parenting.
  • Writing about poop and pee every single day, and how your children talk about poop and pee every single day, does not make you a humor mom blogger.
  • If your blog has nothing to do about your family or your children, you are NOT a Mom Blog. You

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

The Girl Whips Out the Responsibility Card on Us

Hubby and I finally got our federal tax return money. After calculating how much we'd be left with after we paid some bills, we made the tentative decision to get a new TV for the living room, as we are currently rocking a 32" one... which sucks because we have a 47" hole that it sits in, which makes it look like a baby TV.

We disagreed greatly on how to spend the no-more-than-$600 we had budgeted. I wanted a smaller TV that had the Wifi extras of being a Smart TV. Hubby wanted a non-smart larger TV. After I fell in love with a TV at the BX on base, and Hubby was leaning toward one at Target, we decided to not buy either and figure out- not while standing in the electronics aisle- what we could compromise on. As we drove away from Target, we posed the question to the kids of which TV they'd rather have.

The Ginger didn't care. The Girl's answer shocked the hell out of us:

"Why don't we not buy any TV because there isn't anything wrong with the one we have, and we leave the $600 in the bank to save it up?"

I'm sorry, what? Did the almost 11 year old just whip out the Responsibility Card on us? Did she just school us on money management?

Hubby and I sat there, speechless. We were offering the kids a brand new TV for the living room- either a big one or a smaller one with internet capabilities, and The Girl advised us to save our money.

Either Hubby and I are really good parents, or our daughter was kidnapped by aliens in the middle of the night and they replaced her with a clone that is trying to learn our human ways.

Don't get me wrong, there are times I'm an excellent parent. Teaching my kids the value of money is not one of those times. Hubby and I are horrible with money (hence the wanting to drop $600 on a TV we didn't necessarily need). I extreme coupon to be able to keep the house stocked with essentials because I never know how much money we'll blow when we get paid every few weeks (plus I love the thrill of getting crap for free).

That's when it hit me. Maybe I didn't teach the child anything about money management. Maybe she's learning from our mistakes. Maybe she's seen how Hubby and I spend money, and then end up broke, then spend more money, then end up broke, and she doesn't want to continue the cycle for herself... or us anymore, for that matter.

You know what? In this day and age of parenting, I'll take it. I'll take the lesson taught to our children based on mistakes they've watched us make. I'll tally that one as a win on the side of Hubby and I... which is why we decided to keep the money in the bank and not buy a new TV.

Fingers crossed The Girl will also learn the lessons of my mistakes when it comes to eating an entire box of brownie mix after 8pm when you are over 30, popping that second head of a pimple that's growing on your face which leaves scars, and online dating.

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Monday, February 11, 2013

17 First World Problems for Moms

PLEASE tell me you have heard of First World Problems. In a nutshell, they are the "problems" that we privileged people bitch about- and by privileged, I'm not necessarily talking the people who make more than 6 figures a year and have a maid. Privileged is meant more to describe the fact that we don't drink the same water that cows bathe in, don't really have to worry that our whole family will die from a mosquito bite, and we somewhat know where our next meal is coming from- things people in second and third world countries have to worry about.

Scour the web, and you will find some funny shit when it comes to First World Problems. In my search, though, I found 0 First World Problems for Moms. No lists catered directly to problems that we mothers face in this day and age... in a first world country.

Allow me to do the honors, then...

17 First World Problems for Moms

1. After starting my lid-locked HE washing machine, I turned around to find one single children's sock on the floor that dropped out of the basket when I loaded everything in, and now the washer is full of water and won't open.

2. My baby threw up on all of the bibs that matched her outfit while we were out in public, and all I had in the diaper bag is a bib that doesn't match.

3. The grocery store was out of the toothbrushes that I had extreme couponed down to free.

4. My kids got grounded and I had to take away their video games, MP3 player, internet access, telephone, TV and DVD player in their room so they could fully feel their punishment.

5. I have to worry about the sex, nudity, language and adult situations my kids may see presented on the Disney Channel or Nickelodeon more than in the outside world.

6. I'm trying to help my kids with their homework, but the internet is down right now so I can't google the answers.

7. I don't feel like cooking dinner tonight, but I have to get into my car and drive to the closest fast food

Saturday, February 9, 2013

Friday, February 8, 2013

I'm Not Saying I'm Easy... But I Am...

I normally don't take up blog posts to ask y'all to vote for Inklings, but this time it's definitely needed.

We were nominated as a Circle of Moms Top 25 Funny Mom for 2013. I participated last year, and we made it up to #68 (though I have to admit it would have been cool to be #69- giggles). I thought that was amazing, and set my sights up to the Top 50 for this year.

Only, we're not in the top 50. We're barely hanging on in the top 100. There are 3 times as many blogs as there were last year, and the majority of them are under a year old. I really don't mean to talk shit (okay, y'all know I do like to talk shit), but many of these women can't even complete a sentence, have NO idea what punctuation is, and their idea of funny is saying the words 'poop' and 'pee' over and over again... and they are HIGHER than Inklings. Some of them haven't blogged in a month. WTF???

They must have a lot of friends. I mean, A LOT. And all of their friends feel sorry for them because they can't write, they aren't funny, and dammit they haven't put in the time. Almost 3 years I've been doing this now. I take pictures because I know y'all would love to actually see the crazy shit that I talk about. My brain is constantly in 'I wonder if I can blog about this' mode. And I'm always thinking, 'Holy crap, my readers are AWESOME, I freaking love them,' because y'all are awesome. Y'all are amazing. And I'm sure, like me, y'all have some brain mush from being moms.

So I'm writing a post to remind you all to Please Vote. Vote today, vote tomorrow, vote for the next 5 days. And whore me out to your friends. You can Google+ this post, share it on facebook, share it on twitter and so many other sites. There are links to do all of that at the top and bottom of each post. So share me around like a $5 hooker. I encourage you to.

Because right now I feel like I'm being f*cked anyway by this voting site, and it's not enjoyable. At least if I'm being passed around by people I love- by my readers- I'll get some enjoyment out of it. Y'all slap my ass and tell me I'm pretty. And y'all cuddle with me afterwards.

So please, vote, vote, vote! Voting is simple. You can click the button above or throughout the whole post and then click on the Vote heart under my blog description on the Circle of Moms' site. It's that easy!

Like me. I'm trying to be easy. I want you to push my buttons and then pass me onto the next person so they can push my buttons. And it's free for y'all. What more could you ask for?

I'll Trade You Candles for a Goat and Chicken

They say money is the root of all evil. I'm not sure who 'they' is, but there are days when I fully agree with them.

We filed our taxes about 2 weeks ago. This year the federal government couldn't get their crap together in time, so our taxes were put on hold until January 30th. They were accepted on the 31st, and now we are currently playing the waiting game, wondering when we'll actually get our refund check. For the past 13 years we filed, they were accepted the next day, and on Friday of the following week we got our money. If history repeats itself, that Friday is...


I keep checking our bank account, hoping and keeping my fingers crossed that it's there, and nothing so far. Normally, this would be okay. Normally, I'd just sit back and relax, not really worrying about it. Not this Friday. Not this year.

Hubby and I are horrible with money. So, if for some reason my amazing blog posts on how I smoothly handle every single parenting problem with grace and ease, and have amazing sex on a regular basis, and am always talking about how perfect my kids are, and how I'm a size 6 and eat whatever I want without exercising, and I'm always prepared for whatever life throws at me, and how I'm Super Mom and have a million friends led you to believe that I'm perfect with money, too... Sorry, that's just not the case.
Courtesy of William Stake

This tax refund is the money we need to finally get our lives back on track. Paying for a cross-country move (complete with a moving company that had their way with me and didn't use lube and 3 plane tickets with 2 pets accompanying along) in June followed by a deposit and moving to a house on base followed by The Ginger's birthday followed by Christmas followed by play catch up after Christmas has led us here: checking our bank account balance every 10 minutes to see if the IRS has satisfied their end of this deal.

This refund, for us, is our Wonka's Golden Ticket. It will pay off our car, our new washer and dryer and allow us to finally put money into savings- something we haven't had in... 7... no, wait, carry the two, subtract the years we were separated, add that weird tax bonus we got in September that one year, divide by the root of... yeah, I have no freaking clue. Every time we put money into savings, something would come up and we'd have to use the money in savings.

So yes, Inklingers, Hubby and I are part of the 2/3rds of Americans who live paycheck to paycheck. We've

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Exercise Your Happy Muscle... No, Not THAT One...

A month ago I posted about taking a few minutes of Mom Time everyday for yourself. I mentioned in that post that I was a beta tester for this amazing website that I described as 'If pinterest and facebook had a baby and this baby was trying to better your life with games, tasks, writing, visualization and goals...'.

Guess what, Inklingers? They are ready for you all.

The website is Happify, and because I love Happify and they love me, and I love my readers, they are letting me share them with you all before the rest of the entire world gets them... did that makes sense?
Basically, y'all are super special and you need to take advantage of this website while it's in the early stages. Then, when they hit it big and everyone has a Happify account, you can say, "Yeah, I've been on Happify for forever now. I was one of the first. Happify and I, we're like two peas in a pod."

The concept behind Happify is simple: They have proven scientific evidence that supports the idea that being happy is like a muscle- the more you exercise it, the bigger and stronger it gets- yes, it's a Happy Muscle (giggles). So, they have designed great tasks, games, writing exercises (short and inspiring) and more to help you exercise your Happy Muscle. Along your journey you can find friends (old and new) to help cheer you on and help you achieve your happiness goals.

I've been a member of Happify for a few months now, and the result has been amazing. I smile more, find myself always saying 'Thank You' either to people or just to the heavens above, and I've been so much more

Monday, February 4, 2013

DIY Natural Wood & Key Art and Easy Slate Coasters

I'm a mom. I'm a writer. I run a household and I spend most of my day doing things for other people. I do get asked from time to time what I do to escape: Where is my Happy Place?

Crafting and creating art. That's my Happy Place. It doesn't matter if I'm at my kitchen table, in the middle of the floor or at a friends house; when I am creating art, I am truly happy. There's just something that makes me feel wonderful inside when I am adding to the beauty of the world. Working with my hands, taking ideas and making them tangible, decorating my home- all things that make me happy.

A friend of mine and I decided to get together and have a craft day at my house. We headed to Michael's, stocked up on supplies, and then rock n' rolled. Because I have a huge love of keys and doors, I decided to take that idea and run with it. We were also in desperate need of coasters, so when I saw the supplies Michael's had, I was thrilled.

Y'all have to excuse this post if it's not a traditional crafting DIY post; it's my first. I tried to take pictures of every step... Next time I'll nail it, I promise. For the pictures of the individual steps, just click on it to make the picture bigger.

DIY Natural Wood and Key Art

Supplies for Natural Wood and Key Art

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Saturday, February 2, 2013

NatureBox Review (and Deal!)

Y'all know I don't do reviews very much. When I do, it's because the product peaked my interest and is something I would want to be able to tell my readers about.

NatureBox hit the nail on the head.

When I was first emailed by a rep for NatureBox about reviewing their item, I immediately did my research. It's a monthly subscription snack food service. You pay a flat fee each month, they automatically mail you a box of goodies. These aren't processed, full of chemicals and crap, high sugar, low nutrient snacks, either. They are healthy- no high fructose corn syrup, no trans fat, no artificial colors, sweeteners or flavors. I'll bite, sure. The website said the snack foods "taste great", but you know me- I'm a skeptic. Most snack food that is healthy tastes like cardboard and isn't sweet at all. I'll have them send me a box so I can tell let people know what's really going on.

The coolest thing I found out on Naturebox's website: They donate one meal to Feeding America for every Naturebox sold. I'm getting healthy snacks for myself and my kids, AND helping to feed a hungry child in America. Amazing!

When the box arrived, I opened it to find 5 snack foods, individually bagged in a paper-like material. No full plastic bag, which sucks for the environment. Even the packages are environmentally-friendly. They are all resealable, meaning I could throw them into my purse for when I was on-the-go. Plus, they felt cool. Seriously. The package was soft to touch... not that I pet the packages... nope, not me...

The Girl and I dove in. Each month of NatureBox is different. Their 5 snacks each month are seasonal. For January, we were sent Wild Berry Bunch, Lone Star Snack Mix, Chocolate Ginger Bliss, Cranberry Almond Bites and Orange Crush Granola. I immediately flipped the packages around to the ingredients- no partially hydrogenated oils, no fake sugar, no fake anything. Even the chocolate chips in the Chocolate Ginger Bliss

Friday, February 1, 2013

#InklingsPhoto Challenge, February 2013

The #InklingsPhoto Challenge continues into February. For those who participated in January's daily subjects, a huge thank you goes out to you. I hope you all will return for February, and spread the word so we can get some new participants.

If you are new to the #InklingsPhoto Challenge, it's simple. Each day, snap a picture with your camera or phone of your interpretation of the day's subject. Upload it to our #InklingsPhoto Challenge, 2013 Facebook group, to Instagram and/or Twitter, and don't forget to hashtag #InklingsPhoto when you do it (and tag me @tattedmom81 if you'd like). 

Keep in mind that photos must be your own; copyrighted images or images from the web are not allowed (unless you hold the copyright). It's the aim of the challenge for you to take the picture on the day of the subject matter, but if you have a past picture (that you took, of course) that fits the day, then that's okay, too.

This photo challenge isn't meant to be a burden. If you want to post on a particular day, then post. If you forget one day, it's perfectly fine. And if you join in the middle of the month, don't feel like you have to play catch up; just start with whatever day you find us! 

The most important thing to keep in mind is to have fun and be creative! Share with family and friends you think would enjoy it, and encourage others participating by liking their pictures on Facebook or Instagram, or retweeting them on Twitter!

Happy shooting, everyone!

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