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twinkles - how people, places and things shine and share happiness
winks - little hints from life lighting the way toward one's happiest path
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I know this much is true.  Sometimes, when you really want a change, when you really want your life to be taking a different path, when you know something needs to change, you have to work extra hard to make it happen.  I'm talking double duty, at least.

The excuse of "I don't have time" sucks.  If I can find time to read 164 pages of Fifty Shades Darker in the past two days, I/you can find time to do anything you want or need.  Work in stolen moments.  5 minutes twice a day adds up to over an hour a week.  15 minute chunks of time get that ball rolling down a twinkly path to happiness.  A full uniterrupted hour doing what you want or need to do after those chatty kids are in bed, when it's the last thing on earth you want to do because all you want to do it sit like a boob in front of the tube, is doing the double duty.  Do your deed to get you doing what you WANT to be doing.  Tell life what you want by someway, somehow finding -- no, MAKING -- the time to do it.  Life will answer back with keys to open the doors of opportunity. 

Now I gotta scoot and squeeze in a few more pages before those chatty kids erupt from their slumber.  Because THAT makes me happy and the Fuzzy Hubbs happy, too...because THAT book makes me want to do all sorts of deeds.  ;)

twinkle – how people, places and things shine and share happiness

winks – little hints from life lighting the way toward one’s happiest path
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Here’s a weird one.

I’m not gonna lie. Sometimes I wonder about the timing of bringing Twinkles & Winks into
the world.  I mean, I’m a busy gal:

1.)    I have two gorgeous girlies of my own.

2.)   I care for two cheerful children I treat as my own (but not in a creepy way) 45 hours a week.

3.)   I am pretty much my hopeless (but oh-so handsome) husband’s personal assistant.

4.)   I run this household.

5.)   I wake before 6 and don’t sleep before 11, only to wake up with a smile and start it all over again.

But it is what it is and the timing felt right.  Yeah, it’s evolved quite a bit even just in the past few months and it gets better and better with every twinkle tweak.  

Sometimes I think about quitting.  That it’s just too much.  That I should focus 110% on the above five things that keep me barely above water and pick it up again in a couple of years when our little one is older and easier.

And then I remember how I feel when I focus on the twinkles.  I realize how happy I am when I find a wink.  And I know I’m doing what’s best, what’s right, what’s really what I’m meant to do.

Enter my most recent, and weird, wink.  Our little Bickleberry has been real into the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse lately.  The Fuzzy Hubbs is in charge of getting her ready in the mornings and sometimes, he brings her and her messy mane into bed to snuggle and watch a bit of it before breakfast (served promptly at 7:40 am every day as part of my Happy Schedule).  So the other (wickedly) busy morning, as I was thinking about letting go and surrendering to the waters of motherhood and whatnot and just pressing pause on Twinkles & Winks…

And she comes down singing, “Sprinkle just a twinkle, sprinkle just a twinkle” from that day’s episode and with THAT I got whacked right back on my happiest path.  Sometimes the only way to know exactly what you want is to just get started.  And do your best.  Even if your best is being just barely above water.  Because you’re still on top.

And now I work in stolen moments.  Like at 9:10 pm on Easter Sunday after a two hour drive down and two hour drive back from a lovely family party in a car with an overtired preschooler and a non-napped two-year-old in matching blue dresses with matching blue moods.  Treading in the big, beautiful, blue ocean of life as a modern mom.  Doing it all. Kickin’ ass, takin’ names, just a sprinkle and a twinkle at a time.