Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Writing Prompt: Brooke.

I love blog surfing. I've read quite a few blogs in my day. You know before the Pinterest era? When you had to google craft ideas? Yes? Or maybe that was just me..

Recently I stumbled upon Little Miss Momma's blog. Love it. It's one of those blogs that has the perfect mixture of "real life" and craftiness. I mean what could be better than that? It's basically all you'd ever need under one URL. She inspired me to start my own blog. So if you haven't read her blog, I highly recommend it!

Last week LMM gave her readers a writing prompt. A blog post about your best friend.

This is Brooke.

My best friend/cousin.
From the moment we met we were best friends.
We just click. 
Who else would I have played babies with until I was 12? Okay maybe 13..or 14. 
{Shush! It was just preparing us for our futures!}

She's the kinda person that stays up late just to make sure she's the first one to tell you happy birthday. 
Who sends you a "Happy Mother's Day" text even though you're not a mother. 
Who listens to your life.
And who can make practically any situation funny.

A while back we did, or we attempted, to do the Best Friend Tag
But one of the questions was "Describe each other in one word."
I had a hard time with this one.
Trying to describe someone in one word is tough. 
Especially someone like Brooke. 
But I think I finally found a word.

She means what she says.
She doesn't try to be someone else.
She's just Brooke. 
And I admire that.

She's more than my cousin.
She's my best friend.
She knows me.
She makes me step out of my box.
And for that I will always be grateful. 

And with all that said I'll end the this blog with Brooke's motto: 
 "Go with the flow and YOLO"

Sunday, August 19, 2012


So in the beginning this blog post was suppose to be about my summer..
But in the middle of writing I got a phone call. It made me realize that this blog post was headed in the wrong direction. Yeah, I had a crappy summer but I am blessed beyond words. 

I was in the middle of writing this really sappy blog about how crappy my summer was and blah blah blah when my phone rings. It was my Aunt. She called simply to ask if I wanted to get a new pair of shoes for school. As I hung up the phone my eyes filled with tears. Emotional wreck? Probably so! But it made me realize something. 

I am so blessed. 

The phone call itself was so simple but it meant the world to me. It put everything back into perspective. Even when everything in your life seems to be falling apart. When your world is crumbling underneath you. Always remember that someone cares. 

So shout out to my favorite Aunt. Thank you for being such a blessing! I am so blessed to be your niece!

This week was full of blessings. 

I got all my school stuff situated. Or well, most of it. 
I got 4 more kiddos to babysit. {I'm super excited yet nervous for all that.}

And I've realized that overall the good always outweighs the bad.
Have you counted your blessings today?

Oh, and speaking of blessed; I had a little helper while I wrote this post! He is definitely one of my many blessing. One day I'll post his story but until then just look at that sweet face. My Sweet Boy<3

P.S. Shout out to my new reader! Sorry this wasn't up before you went to bed; procrastination at its finest! ((:

Wednesday, August 15, 2012


Today is a very special person's birthday.
Well I assume it's a lot of special person's birthday.. 
But it's my special person's birthday today too. 

So this lady, I've known for quite sometime; or well all of my almost 20-something years of life. She was actually at the hospital the day I was born. Crazy, I know! She goes by the name "Mom" or sometimes "Mum" or even "Mother". She just answers. I guess that's what happens when you have like 20 kids, okay only 6, but you catch my drift. 

Yes, that happened. I bought the card and then forgot to give it to her. I even bought her milk duds.. but umm, they were left in the car too. {Mind you its mid August..in Texas..} Great daughter, I know. It's the thought that counts...right?

But okay so anyway, back to the birthday blogpost. 

{Read that the way I say it that annoys you} 

You know I always procrastinate. It's like it's in my blood or something (; But yeah. 
It's your birthday. I can't believe you're 21..again..for the 18th time! Sheesh! 
I love you. I know that sometimes dealing with Princess' attitude, arguing with Karebear about boys, seeing all the horrifying pictures B-Rae posts on Facebook, listening to Little Miss Sassy's sassy attitude, Sweet Boy being not so sweet, and my overall greatness all in one night can be a bit overwhelming but somehow you manage. {Woo, that was a long sentence! I don't even think it made much sense but you're Mom, so you get it!} And all the while you kept the laundry going. Super Mom? Maybe next year I should get you a cape? Oh the ideas. Hmm.

Basically what I'm trying to say is:

You are appreciated. 
You are loved.
You are our Super Mom.

Happy Birthday! 
I love you to the moon, through the stars, and ALL the way back. 

P.S. It's 11:59. Just in time. BAM!

Monday, August 13, 2012


 If you've read my About Me, you know I'm the oldest. And being a big sister is a big part of who I am. Well, who am I kidding? It is who I am. The next 5 people I introduce are the 5 most important people in my life.

Meet: Princess

She will hate me for choosing Princess as her blog name but it just fits her. Despite the fact she looks 18, she's far from it. She's got an amazing voice that she doesn't use nearly enough. She's got this tough exterior that's almost intimidating. But she can be a softy at times. She always gets the last word. She's my Pretty Little Liars buddy. She very independent. She's my favorite first little sister.

Meet: Karebear

The middle child. She's got boys falling at her feet. She's very laid back. She's never home. She's a sleepy head. She has naturally wavy hair which makes me jealous. She has a way with kids. She's not a fan of TV but she loves Facebook. She does this hilariously creepy "cookie monster" voice. She's the clown of the family. She'll try anything. She can't spell for her life! She's quite good at softball. She's my favorite middle sister.

Meet: B-Rae

She's gotta laugh that is so loud and obnoxious that it's contagious. She's loud yet misunderstood. She likes to read. She writes her own songs. She can beat you at just about any game on the wii. She's a softball diva. She's an animal lover. She's claustrophobic like me. She says she is going to make me "fake famous" so I can marry Mike Trout and she can have a famous brother-in-law. She's my favorite 3rd little sister.

Meet: Little Miss Sassy

This girl. She has an ATTITUDE. She's so sassy that's it's just too darn cute. She's my mini-me. She likes to craft. She seeks attention. She spills a drink at least twice a day. She loves to go to Goodwill. She helps me clean. She wants to "stay in Pre-K forever". She draws sweet pictures just because she loves you. She likes to have her nails painted with glitter polish. She's my favorite baby sister.

Meet: Sweet Boy

He's my surprise sibling; the brother I thought I'd never have. His smile melts my heart. He does this "sweet boy" smile {like the one in the picture} that can seriously turn my day around. He's adopted. Spoiled rotten is an understatement and it's all my fault. He loves to eat. He doesn't like meat just like me. He loves anything sweet. He gives the best kisses. He likes to turn the lights on and off. He's a climber. He has an arm like a professional baseball player. {I have high expectations!} He is everything I could ask for in a brother. 

If you've ever wondered what it would be like to have a big family you've come to the right place. It's not always easy. We are definitely not the Brady bunch. Our laundry room is never empty. Our floors are always sticky. Our house is never "clean". But there's always love. Sometimes it's tough love but there's always love. 

So now I can get this whole journal mess started. 

Wednesday, August 8, 2012


I've stared at this blank blog page for quite sometime now in hopes of figuring out what to write. I guess this is what they call writers block? All that's came to mind is "What will be interesting to you? What will make you WANT to come back and read more?" And I've come to a conclusion. If I write my blog according to what I think you want I'll be defeating the purpose of my blog.

The blogs that inspired me to start my own blog are the ones that seem effortless. You know, the ones where creativity, family, and real life are all perfectly intertwined under one url? That's what I want. I want to write what's on my mind. Show you what I've crafted. Tell you about my day. Basically I want to share my life with you..  {Well that's awkward.. this is kinda beginning to sound like a marriage proposal..} -__-
So, yeah.

I started this blog as a timeout. A time where I can sit down and focus on me. My thoughts. My crafts. My life. Essentially, Ashlyntime. I guess you could say it's like an extended "About Me" or an autobiography in the making, or maybe it's just a publicized journal. 

So, umm..
Welcome to Ashlyntime.