I'm At My Local @wafflehouseofficial Again This Morning. 🦊💖☕ I've Finished My Final #weeklylayout

Leocadia is sick to her stomach. And I always feel bad when she's sick, so after cleaning up vomit, doing a load of laundry and a shower, I let her have the MLA Aquarium Set we found at Wal-mart this evening while we were *supposed* to be buying milk and veggies. #PopsiclesandPedialyte #mladolls #sickday #agig #altagig #joytoeverygirl #agdollhouse #craftymama #blessherheart

Easter was nice this year. Leocadia's aunt cooked Easter dinner. I got to see my nephews and Leocadia had a blast. But something has been bugging me about my interactions with people Sunday. I always feel obligated to blend in, to be pleasant. For me, that can be a lot of work and is physically and emotionally draining. A family member, at one point, was having difficulty get up from a sitting position on the floor and I suggested trying yoga. She laughed and asked if I had done it. I said yes, I did it for years, and my last class was at xmas. I've done yoga for years and I'm still limber enough to do some difficult poses well, despite the fact that I'm not skinny. Thet challenged me they told me to prove it. They didn't believe me. And I was expected to immediately start doing yoga poses for these people without centering myself.😑 Now, this should have raised red flags and questions then, but being me, I wasn't thinking about that, just trying to fit in. I realized they were laughing at me. They were belittling me. Why? I've noticed that this has become a trend with them. They constantly question my statements and do not ever believe a word I say. And more often than not, they laugh at what I say. I can't say they hurt my feelings, because they didn't. I can say I am embarrassed that I allowed these people to laugh at me. I have nothing to prove to them, or anybody really, and I need to remind my self of that. So, to my doubters and naysayers- Here's a challenge for you: go to a yoga class with me. And then come to my farm and do all the work I do. Carry 50 pound sacks of feed, bales of hay, chase down cattle and sheep, wade through muck and mire to shoot snakes, chop down diseased trees, feed babies and care for the sick. And do everything else I do while I also raise a child by myself. And then create the things I do on a daily basis. I have nothing to prove to you. I'm a badass. I prove that to myself every day.

Birthday dinner of champions! #cakeandpizza

My #bujo is sprouting more #tabs...😶 #craftymama #craftsupplyhoarder #makerdreamerdoer #bulletjournal #bujoinspiration #bujobuddies #washitape

The toilet has been re-installed and the tile was grouted today! Next up for this room is a new sink cabinet, fixing the walls, then on to painting! #sohappy #beerbudgetchampagnetaste

New stuff in our #localwalmart #scrapbooking aisle! Mini Journal 3 pack for $0.97, stamp 3 pack for $1.97, and ink pad 4 pack for $4.97.

And here's the actual #monthlyspread with a #collage . There's not much going on this month, but I can always use this for writing #notestomyself #craftymama #makerdreamerdoer #bulletjournal #bujo #travel #antique #travel #vintage #coffeeislife #coffeegoals #coffee #coffeelove https://www.instagram.com/marcellafox/p/Btlt3Rzn0Pa/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1887r34wwrwyg

A view of our pond❤ #farmlife #autumn #nature

#walmart is speaking my language today! #foxeseverywhere 🦊❤🦊❤

It seems everyone is going "Cute puppies!!!" and "Cute babies!!!" and I'm over here going "Yummy Dunkin'!!!!" #dunkindonuts #theseareformykid #honest #imightshare #ihaveadonutproblem