Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Spinach and Strawberry Salad

I've posted this recipe a while back, but since its what's for dinner tonight I thought I would share it again. {minus the peacans}

{Photo courtesy of the perdue website. My salad did look this wonderful, but well, we were hungry and sucked ours down waaaaay before I could go get the camera.}

You know this has to be good because I'm not quite the salad kinda girl.

Spinach and Strawberry Salad
1 package of Perdue chicken Short cuts {either honey roasted or just the plain kind and don't tell perdue I told you this but you could probably put your own grilled chicken on this too}

12 ounces of fresh baby spinach {about 8 cups}

1 pint of fresh strawberries

4 tbl of crumbled blue cheese {for you feta freaks, feta would probably be just as tasty}
{and I didn't add these because of the whole deathly allergic dash-1 but you can also add 1/2 cup glazed walnuts or pecans}

for the dressing:
2 tablespoons balsamic vinegar
1 tablespoon sugar
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/8 teapoon ground black pepper
3 tablespoons olive oil

Mix up the sugar, salt, pepper, and vinegar together in a small bowl until the sugar dissolves, then mix in the olive oil.
Toss the spinach in a bowl with half the dressing mixture.
Put even amounts of the spinach in four bowls {or plates, whatever strikes your fancy}
Top with chicken, strawberries, and blue cheese
Drizzle over the remainder of the dressing.

Tuesday, July 19, 2011


I'm in the mood for a swap.  Anyone have any ideas?

Maybe an end of summer one?

A back to school swap?  Cause let me tell you, I am STOKED for back to school.

Or it could be a fall theme?

I dunno.  I'm just putting the feelers out there.

Friday, July 15, 2011

giveaway winner

And the winner of the adorable bag set is.......
are you on the edge of your seats?


Yeah I can probably only stretch this out so much.

The winner according to is JG!

If you're sad it wasn't you, and shoot, they're that adorable, I would totally understand if you were,  check out Blue Bird Crafting to pick up a set of your own!

And there are more cute prints coming!

JG I need you to email or DM me your address so I can get the bags out to you ASAP! 

Thanks to all who entered, I might just have to find some more cute fabric for another giveaway. 

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

One pocket underwear

Dash2 is wicked bright.  He can do word sentences, he's learning to read, he can explain the differences between warm and cold blooded.  He's not only a cutie patootie but like I said he's wicked smart.


The other day I walked into the playroom and there he was in his Lightening McQueen underpants, only his Lightening McQueen underpants and he was looking quite confused.

"Mama, my underpants only came with one pocket."



He was trying to get his hands into his underpants like a little hand warmer, and well, with only one opening it wasn't going so well.

See if I had girls I would have this issues.  Our underwear doesn't come with any pockets.

I did what any good mom would do.  I made my their father explain it.  Thankfully it was a weekend and flyboy was in town. As a mom of boys I know my limitation, or rather just the crap I'm not dealing with, and explaining how underpants work fall into that category.

He went in there, explained it and came out looking equally frustrated.  Apparently when he explained it all they could do was laugh.

God help me.

See why I had to preface this with how smart he is?

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

More awareness on the affects of Singulair

Today I am speaking at a Legislative Briefing in DC about the "Cody Miller Safe Prescription Initiative" to allow the FDA more regulatory authority for the information given to patients from pharmaceutical companies.  After all, what good is the patient hand out that they give you if all the side effects aren't even listed?  How is it possible to make an informed decision if you don't have all the information?

I've written before about the hell and back that dash-1 went thru while he was on Singulair, we are lucky compared to Cody Miller's family, he took his own life while taking Singulair.

More dots need to be connected about Singulair and the very real, very scary side effects of a seemingly normal medicine.  Below are my comments, that hopefully, if I don't choke on my words, I'll read out loud tomorrow.

Please, if you know people who have young kids or teens with asthma who are taking Singulair, please pass along this info to them.  Should you or someone you know have an adverse reaction to Singulair you should check out Parents United For Pharmaceutical Safety at and report the reactions with the FDA.

Robert is my delightfully inquisitive 6 yr old. He has bright blue eyes, a smile that reveals his missing front tooth, and blond hair that is almost always in a high and tight. He is brilliant, but then again I'm his mom, he is obsessed with science and space, he loves to read and has thrived and exceeded our expectations in Kindergarten.

It's hard to ever admit that your child isn't perfect, but its really hard to talk about how your six year old battled with rage, aggression, and suicidal thoughts.

But the more people know, the more people will make the connection should it happen to them, and I don't want what happened to my son, what happened to our family,  to happen to anyone else.

Rob's been on medicine since birth, he has reflux and severe allergies, he's never had a problem with medicines.  In late 2008 he was diagnosed with Asthma and it took us quite a while to get it under control. Even after it was under control he had a constant barking cough. That NEVER went away. In October of 2009, when Rob was 4, his pediatrician {new to us at the time, but in the military your doctor is often new to you} suggested Singulair. In passing she said to keep an eye on any "slightly hyper" behavior.

I was prepared to watch for him running around the room in circles, not for rage and aggression.

To say that I didn't know what I was getting into would be the understatement of the year.

Over the nine months that he took Singulair, I must admit that I had times where I thought that my kid was an awful kid, that my husband and I were awful parents, something was happening to my little boy.  Those 9 months from October to June were filled with some of the lowest lows for us as a family. 

Singulair took the cough away. He was silent. He wasn't waking up at night in a fit of coughs. He didn't sound like a barking seal. People weren't giving us nasty looks for taking a sick kid out. He was quiet.

I thought it was perfect. And then came the side effects, that wrecked havoc on my son and disrupted our family life for months.

I'm not really even sure when the side effects started. I wish I could say "on this day such and such started". Maybe had it just started full blown on a certain day I wouldn't have let it drag on for nine months.

We thought it was a stage, maybe this is the terrible five's! Maybe it was his preschool, maybe this is just him. Maybe we've done this to him someway, we've been too hard or not hard enough. Maybe the fact that dad is a Marine and away for so much was playing a role.

As if parenting isn't hard enough toxic side effects can really make you doubt yourself.

Over time we were noticing some things, he was starting to cry. About everything and for long periods of time. Asking him to do something and you would end up with a 45 minute, end of the world, rolling on the floor, screaming, high intensity breakdown.

Daily he was complaining of headaches in which he would lay on the couch in pain and rock back and forth.  Another daily complaint was a pinching pins and needles in his arms and legs, he would pull on his limbs to try to ease the feeling.  He couldn't sleep at night, he was often awake until 11 and then back awake at 2 am, screaming, as you can imagine, the entire family started to lose sleep. 

He began blaming us for everything, if it was raining it was our fault and the 45 min breakdown would follow. Odd ocd behavior began creeping in, he wouldn't wear shirts with buttons, he couldn't have the tag on his underwear touch him, he didn't like certain foods anymore, foods he had lived on, he began collecting everything, piles of trash were under his bed. 

He started to have problems with his memory. I would ask him a question and half way thru the answer he would forget what he was saying, midstream. He had been writing his name for a year and now he had problems remembering how to spell his own name.  And self-loathing talk, he would get upset and talk about not wanting to exist, wanting his world to go black, hoping he could just dissapear, he would tell us "I'm the worst, I hate myself." You could tell that he wasn't just saying it, that he really felt it. Terrifying things to hear from your child. 

One of my greatest fears is that had he been older when he was on Singulair that he would have acted on these suicidal thoughts, that I would be here telling you about my beautiful child that was no longer with us.  

These certainly weren't the whole of him, he was still a bright eyed little boy underneath it all, it was just starting to be more and more about breakdowns, crying, yelling, hitting, fighting and less of the old him. He was losing his spark. His spark was being replaced with rage and aggression. If you corrected him his eyes would become slits, his fist would ball up, his whole body would go tense.

The breaking point came as the talk of not wanting to exist started happening more and more and as he had started to lash out at his younger brother.  I no longer felt comfortable letting the two of them play in a room alone.  More than once he had lunged at his than 3 yr old brother with such intensity and anger that I really feared for his safety.

My days were spent walking on eggshells. I was tired of the up and downs of our days. The good times were great but the downs were so very down. There were days I didn't know how I could go on. If this is what parenting was I wasn't sure I was cut out for it. 

During much of these nine months my husband, who is a United States Marine, was away from home. Towards the end of the nine month period I was on the phone daily with him or my mother, often in tears. I was nearing my own personal breaking point.  I had actually discussed with my mother that such a disruption in the house wasn't fair to our two other boys, that clearly I couldn't parent him, that perhaps he should live with my parents for a little bit of time. 

Can you imagine how bad it was that I could even think of sending my little boy away?

I remembered somewhere hearing something or reading something about the nasty side effects of Singulair can have on kids. Thanks to google I did some searching and was shocked. Reading about other parent's experiences on it was like reading something I had written about my own son.

In that moment I decided this wasn't going on one day longer, I had let him down by giving him that pill every morning, I wasn't putting him thru this anymore. I took him off the meds before I even heard back from the doctor.

I wish I had been told more by the doctor. I wish this pill came with informed consent, I wish its dangers were spelled out very clearly. The school year would have been different, our home life would have been different, the past nine months would have most certainly been different. But it didn't come with any of that. 

All the bottle said was chew before swallowing. At least they were concerned with his choking, never mind his depression.

I am the one responsible for what my child takes, but more needs to be done. 

Within days the side effects were clearing up.  Several months later and my son was back. His spark is back. His eyes are clear again, rather then dark and angry. Teachers and other parents are telling us how polite he is, his report card even called him a model student. Best of all, I know that this is the real him.

Monday, July 11, 2011

Giveaway! Bright Bold Bags!

 I'm doing a giveaway! 

 It's been a while my peeps so I've decided to give some stuff away.

Because its summer, because I'm lazy, and because well... well because I wanted to.

I found this fabric and my lovely mama made me some BEAUTIFUL bags and now I'm passing them on to you.  How cute are these courtesy of BlueBirdCrafting?!

 They have a fun, bold, bright print on them, with of course, a blue bird because that is the name of our Etsy store, but what I really love is the BRIGHT pink fabric that lines the inside. 

Nothing like a shout of pink to get ya going.  

I use these bags for EVERYTHING, the large one holds a ton of makeup, lotions and potions, hair stuff, shoot undergarments in your suitcase, diapers and a change of clothes for a little one in a diaper bag, EVERYTHING.  

The middle size is great for organizing the mess of stuff in your purse or even as a clutch.  Even flyboy has some in "manly" fabrics that he takes his chargers and electronics in.

 The smallest bag is perfect for eyeglasses, makeup brushes, pens pencils, whatever you can fit in there. 

There ya go. 

Three beautiful bags for one lucky duck. 

To enter:
-leave a comment! 
If you want, tell me what you would put in them.

  {and please, leave a comment for EACH extra entry, if its worth 2 than leave 2 for that entry}

-tweet about the giveaway! link up to the post and to me at @mrs_flyboy {2 entries} and you can tweet DAILY

-blog about it with a link back here and a link to the etsy store {4 entries}

-put it up on facebook with a link back to the post, the store, and if you can slap up a pic of the bags. I don't have a clue about facebook, I'll have to trust you guys on this one.  {4 entries}

-leave feedback about your prior purchases on our etsy site if you haven't already or leave feedback here about them! {2 entries}

The giveaway will be open until  Thursday, July 14th at 8pm! Good luck!

If you don't win them, don't worry!
We have more bold, brights coming to the store soon! Stay tuned!