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via Daily Prompt: Elixir


WINE! When I think of the word Elixir  I think of a potion or liquid that fixes a problem. Okay, I guess that could also be medicine. The first thing that came to my mother mind though was in fact, WINE! It would be my elixir of choice. It is also that type of thing that some people love or some people hate.  I am not a wine connoisseur by any means. With this being said, I am in fact a frugal woman. I also know that I have two wines of choice that are cheap and good!

The first one is my go-to wine. This is the wine I drink through the week when my children are making me bat shit! We all have those moments where we literally need a drink. We also still have to be a parent and cannot become shit faced on a Monday. Society frowns upon that type of thing when you’re a mom.  This is why I drink Arbor Mist! It is cheap, comes in all kinds of yummy flavors,w1 and it will not have you walking around like Bambi on ice three drinks in. It is a nice elixir for your “mom life” moments and will come in handy during a moment that your kids are running through the house like monkeys who just broke out of the zoo. Then they give you that look like that is typical behavior and they don’t know why your nervous breakdown face is surfacing!kid-being-an-adult-what-am-i-even-doing








My next elixir of choice is a rather large bottle of white wine. This little gem is sold at Sam’s Club and probably any drug store. It is called Riesling.  I have seen a couple different versions of it and I myself became a fan when I needed a little stronger something but still didn’t want to  walk like it was first day in high heels. It is like 10.00 a bottle and clean and crisp sanity can be found in each amazing drop!schmitt-sohne-blue-bottle-clean-crisp-riesling-kabinett-mosel-germany-10394178






If you’re having a realllll shitty day and the wine just won’t cut it then grab you a bottle of kahlua this awesomeness and throw it over some ice, a splash of coke, and some milk. This drink will not disappoint and you can still feel like a good mom. It will be a subtle trip to happy town and I always enjoy this more when my husband is home. This is just in case I get a little Kahlua happy. This is my version of the White Russian without the vodka! It’s like Pringles you cannot have just one!

So from one bat shit mom to another, enjoy these when your sanity tank is running low. There is no shame in the elixir game. As long as you aren’t driving your kids around and shit.


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via Daily Prompt: Acceptance


Today acceptance for me is the most difficult part about my day.

“Accept the unacceptable” ….is what I constantly tell myself.

Since I was very young, I have had an innate ability to remove toxic people from my life. I have had a very intuitive nature about me. I would be able to look at someone and know if they were good or bad for me. I was always able to steer away from heartache this way….until I wasn’t.moving-doesnt-mean-that-you-forget-about-things-it-just-means-you-have-to-accept-what-happen-and-continue-living-divorce-quote I have now, due to recent events, learned that acceptance is something you have to sometimes work for. Acceptance is sometimes the only thing standing in the way of your happiness. Before I found out my husband cheated on me, I thought he was wonderful. I thought he loved me the way I loved him. I thought he would always be my protector.

He acted in no way like the man I thought he was. I had to accept he was not who I fell in love with. Then I had to accept the fact that my life was forever changed. For me, I felt this instant draw for some type of normal in my life. I began clinging to him. I wanted nothing more than to just have him near. Odd, you would think I should hate him.  Parts of me did. Parts of me understood him and understood people make mistakes. What I had a hard time accepting he was never going to love me at the same caliber I loved him. Sure, he says he is a changed man, I do believe he is sorry and has changed. The realist in me said he couldn’t change over night. Not unless he finally found the same love for me I had for him. Can I really believe this right now though? I wanted him to rescue me and my broken heart. He wasn’t interested in that. He wanted me to move on and forget about his short comings. There was no rescuing me, no endearing motivation, not much of anything really. He just wanted me to accept the fact that he messed up, move on, & go back to normal.

I have learned acceptance has no timeline, rules, boundaries, or options. You either accept the unacceptable or suffer in your own miserable being. Acceptance means a lot of things to a lot of people. It changes your perception and alters your entire self. What you do with your acceptance will make or break you.