Superhero Stain Remover


S-32 Spot and Stain Remover safely removes spots and stains from garments, upholstery, draperies, carpets, and vinyl materials.

Use S-32 to safely remove:

  • Grease
  • Baby Formula
  • Oil
  • Blood
  • Perspiration
  • Medicines
  • Tar
  • Lipsticks
  • Shoe Polish
  • Cosmetics
  • Most inks
  • Crayons
  • Pencil
  • Smoke Film
  • Pet Stains
  • Beverages
  • Food
  • Juices
  • Glue
  • Adhesives
  • Tobacco
  • Mildew Stains

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I cannot believe that I have not posted about this product before now-almost seems sinful not to share it with the world. Being a Mom and a pet owner, stains are just part of everyday life around here, and I was tired of spending money on stuff like Resolve (sorry Resolve) and other stain removers that barely even faded the stain. So, I set out a mission to find a good, reliable stain remover. My approach was this: Buy one stain remover each week until try every stain remover on the market until I find a “the one.” It just so happened that the very first one I tried was IT! I purchased S-32 Spot and Stain Remover from Publix for just a couple of bucks. Yes, it works, and it is cheap! Even bigger score!! They normally have it on the laundry aisle near the other stain removers (top shelf). I remember the first thing I tried it on-grape juice. It was like magic-the stain disappeared-not faded-disappeared. Grape juice, ya’ll! Mom bliss! Now, it gets better than that…I have also used it on those old, dried up, ground-in stains, and it has worked very well. If you’re like me, and you like cheap and effective when it comes to cleaning products, you oughtta give this one a try.


Citrus Magic is right!

Citrus aurantiifolia: Fruits and foliage.

Citrus aurantiifolia: Fruits and foliage. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)


Time for another great product review!! I have been using this magical stuff called “Citrus Magic” because it smells wonderful, and it is a natural alternative to “Lysol” and other harsh sprays. Well, it doesn’t really disinfect like Lysol, but it also eliminates smells instead of covering them up. And Lysol irritates my asthmatic family. Seriously, it smells like you just cut open a fresh orange and squirted it all over the room, only you didn’t and there’s no sticky mess!! All Moms should know about this product. The BEST air freshener I have used-ever. It is made from essential oils and does not use aerosols. Win-win!! Try it, seriously.


GroceryIQ-Grocery List gone virtual!

Grocery List

Grocery List (Photo credit: CC Chapman)

I have found something monumental in the world of grocery shopping, people! It is a free app called “GroceryIQ,” and here are the reasons I adore it:

1) It eliminates the need for paper and pen every time you think of something to add to your list.

2) It eliminates the possibility of forgetting your list and leaving it at home (as long as you don’t forget your phone, that is;).

3) It allows you to break your items down into categories (i.e., fruits and veggies, dairy, pharmacy and personal care, etc).

4) And here is one of my most favorite features…drumroll, please!……..It allows you to sync your list with someone else’s. (In our house, this is monumental because my husband currently does the grocery shopping, and I can be in the middle of work, think of something we need, and add it to the list. It will update his list immediately so he will know to get this item without me having to send him annoying texts, “hey, we need this, and oh, don’t forget that.” Love it!!

5) It also gives an option to email your list to someone, and I could see this coming in handy in more temporary situations like you are recovering from a surgery or birth of a child, and someone has offered to run to the store for you.

6) It also suggests coupons for you based on your list. Now, they are not always a perfect match to the exact item you want, but still, pretty cool feature! And, once you have “clipped” all your coupons, you can send them directly to your printer wirelessly, and they will print without you having to even get out of your chair. (well, ok, you eventually have to get them off the printer…)

7) It also has “virtual coupons,” I like to call them. With each item you add, you can click the arrow for more options and it will offer for you use your savings card for this item. Now, this feature, I believe, is supposed to allow you to load coupons electronically and then use your store shopper’s card to redeem them. Unfortunately, my favorite store (Publix) does not seem to participate, but I will be checking into that. May be a great feature for shoppers whose favorite stores are listed.

8) Bar Code scanner-fabulous!! O.K., so, say there is that one item that comes in fifty million varieties and the shopper of the house finds it confusing…you can scan the bar code on the item, and it will add it to the list for you. Once you (or your shopper) are in the store, you can scroll over to see a picture of the item, the actual size or weight, and which local stores carry it. Or, you could always just use the bar code scanner to avoid having to manually type items in.

I am sure that there are many other ways to benefit from this really cool app, but these are just the ways that I have found in the short time I have been using it. We are all about organization and efficiency around here with the pace that we run, and anything that improves those areas is worth gold to me. Hope some of you find it useful as well! Happy Shopping!

Pain, Fatigue, Guilt, and Hope


Hope (Photo credit: bitzcelt)

Every day I hurt. Every day, I am tired. Not like the good kind of tired where you have worked hard all day and you feel satisfied and fulfilled from a job well done. No, this is the kind of tired where you sometimes have to stop and sit down while you wait for the elevator. This is the kind of tired where you sit down on the couch to have a snack and realize you forgot your drink and think, “Dear Lord, how bad do I want that drink? It’s all the way over there..”

My new “normal” has become pain, fatigue, and guilt. Why the guilt? Guilt because I can no longer be the mom and wife, friend, daughter, sister, etc, I used to be. I cannot run around the yard and throw the football with the kids because I hurt, and the activity will make it worse. Guilt because it takes all I have to “give” at work all day, and I “give through the pain and fatigue and well, by the time I get home, I have little to nothing left. Guilt because I take medicine just to feel some kind of normal, and I don’t really “believe” in medicine. I mean, what kind of a hypocrite am I? Guilt because church attendance has become another chore (which doesn’t get done), something that my body just cannot get on board with because, uh, you guessed it by now, pain and fatigue.

The new question has become, “Is this what my life is going to be like?” And, “Is this not just a little flare? Is this it? And, how much worse is it going to get?” Another doctor visit, more tests, and more, “Here try this medicine.” Another medicine I have “failed” at because the side effects debilitated me more than the pain itself and didn’t fix the pain, anyway. Another wish to cry out to the doctor, “Do you have ANY idea how much this hurts? Every day? All day?” And, no I don’t want those other pills, the ones that have all the atrocious side effects (like lymphoma, for example).

And, then, the realization sets in…they cannot help me. I am on my own. The doctors can’t fix this. Silence…Where is my hope? I need hope…And then, “ I lift up my eyes to the hills–where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth.” Psalm 121:1-2.  I pray, I cry out to God and ask for wisdom. I claim His promises for me. He promises not to withhold His wisdom from us when we ask. In fact, He says he will graciously give it to us.

And, I recall learning about a wonderful Integrative Medicine doc…I have hope restored, not just in the doc, but in the God who reminded me to go in that direction. Despite the pain that is still there, burning, throbbing, reminding me of its tenacity and power, I have hope. Hope in a God who is bigger and more powerful than my pain. Hope in a doctor who is carrying her God-given purpose on this earth. Hope for His plans to prosper me and not to harm me, plans for a hope and a future. Hope that says, “He never would allow anything to come upon me that He did not plan to use for my good and His glory.” I WILL trust in Him! I WILL press through the pain! I WILL believe that on the other side of this, there will be beauty. There is beauty in the suffering, for it is through the suffering that we come to know Him better, love others better, and know that Christ’s power rests in us to do ALL things through Christ who strengthens us.

So, though I am not cured instantly, not set free from my affliction, strangely, I have a little more peace knowing that He gave me HOPE. He has not forgotten me. He sees every tear that is shed and He has saved them in a bottle (Psalm 56:8).

My new normal is not normal, but then, nothing is here in this fallen world. This is not our ultimate destination. But, thank God, we have the hope of the life that is to come, and we have His loving hand to hold as we journey through this world as well as opportunities to love others who are suffering as well. There is purpose in the pain. I WILL push through it to the purpose, even if I do not learn of it until I cross to the other side. He will not let it be wasted. I have hope!

The Abraham Test

English: Abraham embraces his son Isaac after ...

English: Abraham embraces his son Isaac after receiving him back from God (Photo credit: Wikipedia)



So, why would God ask you to do something that would require incredible sacrifice from your family in order to carry it out? So, you lay it all on the line, go in with faith that requires reckless abandon, and pursue, pursue, pursue. Yet, roadblocks form, and as it turns out, you are unable to carry out what you were certain God was leading you to do. Why would God ask you to do such a difficult thing, only to have you fail before you even get there? Well, he asked Abraham to sacrifice Isaac. Abraham brokenheartedly obeyed, made the preparations. He must have been so confused, thinking this did not make any sense-this child was his promise from God…Then, he got there and God released him from the mission just as he raised the knife. So, what was the point of the whole mission? I never understood that story or even made much attempt to, until recently. But now, I think I have a beginning of a sense of what God was doing.


He was breaking Abraham’s heart, making sure that the very gifts that He had given Abraham were not becoming idols in his life. He was also exercising Abraham’s faith muscles as well as his obedience muscles. God never intended for Abraham to sacrifice Isaac. God did not change his mind and have mercy on Isaac and Abraham at the last minute. I believe that God planned all along to retract his command for Abraham to sacrifice Isaac. I also believe He knew Abraham’s heart, and He knew that Abraham would be heartbroken over the command but would obey out of his bigger love for God. He knew that Abraham would pass the test. God never gives us a test where we are set up to fail. He gives us tests where we are set up to grow. So, for those times when we are “led” to do something and it fails, sometimes we may very well have totally flubbed up hearing what He wants us to do, missed the mark, screwed up to put it crudely. Or, we may have made some other error along the way.


Or, perhaps, He never intended for the plan to succeed in the first place. Perhaps the “success” is in the obedience, not in the end result that we envisioned. The “success’ is in the “willingness” to set out on the journey, not on reaching the destination. And, on a side note, in other cases, where He does intend for us to reach the destination but perhaps we do not make it there due to, say, some “error” we make along the way, do we really think that we are big enough to overcome the will and plans of God? After all, as they say, Abraham was “too old,” Joseph was abused, Moses stuttered, David was an adulterer, and Elijah was suicidal. The list goes on. I mean, really, can we honestly believe that we can escape the will of God just by one mistake, or two or even three? “Where can I go from your Spirit?
 Where can I flee from your presence? If I go up to the heavens, you are there;
if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast.” Psalm 139:7-10.


So, it is pretty freeing to think that God will not allow us to miss His will for our lives or to mess up so badly that His purpose for our lives is overridden by our humanness. So, when we pursue an avenue that we are “led” to pursue, and it does not “work out” we can rest in knowing that perhaps the test was in the obedience. Or, perhaps we were mistaken in taking that path, but the obedience in pursuing a path we believed was of Him is still honored, and He will set us on the right path. His mercies really never end. Deep breath. Soak in the grace, mercy, and freedom to fail, and His love that is so deep and so wide that we literally cannot flee from it. 

It really is all that


Mamá (Photo credit: RebelCallejeros)

I was at one of those end-of-year events today for one of my children, one of those that goes almost all day and involves some sweating, some boredom, some super cute moments, and some laughs, you know, a little of everything. As I drove away from the school to run a few errands prior to the afternoon pick-up, I actually started to cry thinking, I am so incredibly blessed to have had that time with my son. There were children there without their parents, and I would just guess that their parents would have given anything to have been there. People have to work, and yes, I know there are those parents that “don’t care.” But, I believe that most parents are “good” and want to be there. INot only did I feel happy for myself that I was able to experience it, but I also felt so thankful for my son, for the fact that he had his Mama there.He never doubted I would come. He just assumed. I like that. I liked how he constantly looked over at me and smiled, checking to make sure I was watching him while he sang “Goin’ on a Bear Hunt” and the “Number Song” and several other tunes with his class. I liked how he wanted to sit right beside me at lunch. These years go by far too quickly, and I will treasure every moment.

Club Eifel disc jockey DJ Blaze plays music at...

Club Eifel disc jockey DJ Blaze plays music at the 2009 Air Force Ball. (U.S. Air Force photo/Airman 1st Class Nick Wilson Spangdahlem Air Base, Germany) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

In other precious moments, last night, one of my daughters attended her first dance. We (the parents) were only allowed to stay for the first 15 minutes of the dance, and then we had to leave. Why? Because they needed “to get their groove on” and they couldn’t do it with us there. Pshhhhh! Well, I was very offended (not really). BUT, when I went to pick her up, the DJ was playing some pretty hot tunes, and the next thing I knew I was out on the dance floor “shaking that thang” with about 50 5th graders (along with a few other moms, teachers, and the Assistant Principal). Pure, absolute crazy-fun for a Mama who don’t get out much, you know what I’m sayin?! By this time, my daughter was having a blast and was no longer against the idea of me getting my boogie on at her dance!! Oh yeahhhhhh!!! More moments to treasure. AND, I must say, I did get several compliments on my moves <insert booty shake music>…Anyway, there is no gift more precious, no thing in this world of which I feel  less deserving (ok, salvation, for sure), but these are the moments that remind me, time and time again, that motherhood really is ALL THAT.

Pig Tails and Booty Shorts

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(Photo credit: Wikipedia)

O.K., since when do booty shorts and pig tails go together? I did a little retail scanning today in search of a couple of things I needed for my daughter, and while I was in the store, I noticed that there were no shorts any longer than the cheek of the booty! My daughters are 11 and 12, and this was one of those “tween” specialty stores where, if you’re 21 and still buying clothes there,’s time to move on, know what I mean? So, why would there be shorts in there that could nearly get a grown woman arrested?? I am actually a bit conflicted on this, to tell the truth. One half of me says, “Heck, on a girl that young, they’re just freakin’ cute and what harm does it do? Plus, it’s something they can ‘get away with’ while they’re young and it’s still just ‘cute.'” The other half of me says, “Yeah, but they are at the age of hormones and boys, and <insert gag sound> what if it caused grown men to look at their little hineys??!!” Well, I also think, “What else are they gonna wear? That’s all that’s out these days! But I don’t want to be held hostage by my culture, by a bunch of retailers who don’t know the first thing about parenting, about bringing up girls…I don’t WANT my daughter lookin’ like she’s on the payroll at the Nair company doin’ a “take 3” for the latest commercial. I mean, I even saw some “little girl” booty shorts the other day that were called “shorty shorts,” as if adding the cute little “y” to the end made it all innocent and little girl-like. ” O.K., so, yes, all of this goes on in my noggin just after drifting through Aeropostale…So, you mean to tell me that there is NO happy medium between pig tails and booty shorts? I mean, I don’t need for my daughter to look like she’s 7, still wearing a smocked dress with pig tails in her hair, but come on…booty shorts?


pigtails (Photo credit: alandberning)