CoCo is a self-professed nut and extremist in her ways. A teacher by nature, Coco is a child at heart, chronicling the adventures of her household of 6 as she manages to raise 3 wild boys, 1 sassy daughter, and keep up with the things that keep her sane: writing, running, and analyzing other "crazies" like herself. Bakersfield bred, Coco moved to San Diego at the ripe age of 15 where she met her husband and was quickly immersed in a rather large Filipino Family --- a culture shock to say the least; always entertained and learning new lessons each day in social etiquette and how not to offend people -- she continues to grow in the art of nurturing her children whom she affectionately refers to as Beauty and the Beasts. Read more on her life, laughs, and lessons on her blog, Coco The Nut~ Reflections of Madwoman: Cocothenut.blogspot.com.
Okay, a bit of depression set in the other day when I stepped on the scale and realized I had gained more fluff than I was content with. The scale wasn’t the first alarm. The stitches in my pants had been crying out long before I stepped on the scale. Read More
Its been a good few weeks of being outside the box. What is this box I speak of? The Social Media one…The Facebook/Twitter box…the one that suggests you “like” things and draws you in like a magnet that makes you refer back to its pages multiple times a day, looking for entertainment or affirmation. Read More
Okay, a bit of depression set in the other day when I stepped on the scale and realized I had gained more fluff than I was content with. The scale wasn’t the first alarm. The stitches in my pants had been crying out long before I stepped on the scale. Read More
Its been a good few weeks of being outside the box. What is this box I speak of? The Social Media one…The Facebook/Twitter box…the one that suggests you “like” things and draws you in like a magnet that makes you refer back to its pages multiple times a day, looking for entertainment or affirmation. Read More
Ahhhh…Saturday morning, up early and ready to go get my next fix before my family awakes. It will take me a half-hour before the high sets in so I quietly sneak out of the house, pizza from last night in my right hand and my cell phone in my left. It’s a misty morning and the trails are patiently awaiting my arrival. I step out of my swagger wagon, aka “The Black Pearl” (my trusty Honda Odyssey), and take a deep breath of fresh, wet, San Diego air.
I know I won’t get the feeling I desire until I get going… Read More
The days are getting shorter and it’s finally beginning to feel like Fall. With a chill in the air, you can now drink a cup of coffee without breaking a sweat. If you’re like me, your obsession with creating a cozy house is being fueled each day by too much time spent on Pinterest and an overabundance of cinnamon scent exposure. Or, maybe you are ready to stuff your face for Read More
WARNING: This post contains adult content and will not be understood by those who do not have an excessive amount of children who sleep anywhere other than their own beds…
A while back, Felicity (Flicka) posted about a special retreat she had created in her home. After reading this, I got to thinking…where’s my retreat? I can’t relax in the bathroom – we all know that’s a kid’s favorite place to strike up serious conversation with mommy. I can’t Read More
