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Walgreens Prescription Savings Club

This post brought to you by Walgreens. All opinions are 100% mine.

If your family is like mine it’s large and sick. Okay seriously, my family really is large by today’s standards (with 4 kids I can get away with anything), and they often only share one thing… germs. That’s why I enjoy sharing things like the Prescription Savings Club at Walgreens because, saving money in a down economy is priceless, and I would hate to think that children are going without the medications they need because they cost too much.

Right now Walgreens is offering a special discount on annual memberships for it’s Prescription Savings Club. For $35 a year, you can get a family membership that covers everyone in your immediate family (spouse, dependents 22 and under, and even pets). Join today to start receiving discounted prices on your family’s prescriptions. The cost is only $20 a year for individuals.

When you join Walgreens Prescription Savings Club you are eligible for savings on more than 8,000 brand-name medications, and all generic medications. You also get a discount on flu shots, prescriptions for pets (which can be super expensive), nebulizers, and diabetic supplies. If that wasn’t already enough, Walgreens also rewards members when they purchase Walgreens brand products and photofinsihing services.

You can learn more about Walgreens savings by following Walgreens on Twitter and liking Walgreens on Facebook .

~ Post written by Shasta.

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I get asked a lot if P is always smiling…

I get asked a lot if P is always smiling because I generally share a picture or two a day on my facebook account of him grinning. If you are a mom, and most certainly if you are a mom blogger, you take about 100 200 300 pictures of your child a week to get ONE that you post.

So today I thought I would answer that question and share the whole set I took this morning….

 

And the one I decided to share…

 The answer is no…he isnt always cooperative on the camera with a ready smile, but I happen to think entertaining nonetheless.

~Trisha

Facebook Water Cooler

Here are the things gathered around my Facebook water cooler this week….

 


 

 

Like this post? Share the love in the box below.

It’s like giving me a virtual hug. And it IS Valentines Day next week!

 

~Trisha

It’s never too late to plan for your future.

The past few months MomDot and a few fantastic fellow bloggers have been sharing with you about insurance – all kinds. Home owners, mortgage insurance, life insurance…trust me, all things you need. I have personally experienced the loss of family members where insurance was the only thing paid for the funeral. In fact when my mom died there was so much scrambling, we didn’t know which way was up. And let me tell you…funerals are EXPENSIVE. The last thing you want to be worried about is who has to pay for what. It also sounds funny because you automatically think “it doesn’t matter, its my family member, I’ll pay for it”, which is true, but when the cost ends in the word “thousand” its compounded stress to an already loss.

I have experienced a fire where they only thing that saved us was…..you guessed it…renters. Of course we have home owners insurance and even have to carry hurricane insurance in the windpool. But I have lived in many a home that was destroyed, lost, or damaged in hurricane force wind and water and making sure your home is covered is nothing to shake a stick at.

While my parents are not elderly, in fact are relatively young comparative to many parents of people my age, I have experienced my father being in the hospital on a very random and sudden medical urgency and have watched him need care. I have watched my in laws grow older and the looming future of their long term care is something that is becoming a discussion among my husband and I. What should they do? What will we do? Are their affairs in order? What are their wishes?

These are all hard things to discuss.

If you have missed my fellow blogger posts, they are insightful and interesting and I urge you to read what they have to say about these topics:

While I dont want this article to come off spammy, like hey go to this company, go to that company, I feel strongly about reminding my audience that there is nothing more important than the tiny details in life that you can set aside and feel confident that its there when (and if) you need them.

DO NOT DELAY in making sure that your wills, your insurance, your future its taken care of and signed on the dotted line.

Who is Gonna Care for Mama When she is Old and Gray?

He’s just a user.  A four-month old user.

Uses me for sustenance and as a taxi-cab to cart him all over the place (all day long).  This baby uses me as a pacifier and uses the small hairs on the back of my neck as a pull-up bar.

No regard for my needs.  Couldn’t care less that my arms and legs go numb from holding and/or feeding him twenty-four hours a day.

An attention-mongering user whose mantra is “Me, me, me.”

One Day Ill own a bigger home

Currently Cory and I are saving up for the 20% down. Or at least get enough in savings to be able to cover it. Mainly because we don’t know what our price point is going to be. Living in NY though the price for homes can be very expensive. I look around in other states and you can get some pretty awesome looking homes for way cheaper then what you can in my neck of the woods. But oh well! We can’t move to a cheaper location because Cory has tenure as a teacher and all of my family lives here.

Christmas Care

Ever since I was a teenager I have long told my parents that if they don’t stop being annoying, I’m going to ship them off to the Shady Acres Retirement Home as soon as I’m legally allowed to do so. This threat of forced convalescence has always been said in jest, but now that they’re getting older and talking more and more about intestinal issues and possible hip replacements, it might be time for us to take that potential option a bit more seriously.

Preparing for My Worst Nightmare

And, if anything were to happen to Hubby …. I would be on. my. own. with THREE children.

That fact terrifies me.  If Hubby died or became incapacitated, what would I do?  I don’t know who handles our insurance … don’t know who to contact for help … don’t know how to access our safety deposit box.  I don’t even know the name of our electric company.

And, that, fellow Mamas, is inexcusable.

Home Ownership

We were so excited to have an entire apartment all to ourselves. This was living we thought. And it was, until we factored in the downstairs neighbor. Within 24 hours of us moving in, this woman had beaten our cat with a broomstick after it got lost in the hallway, had a raging profanity-laced shouting match with her daughter, and even knocked on our door to ask that we “not walk around so much” because the floors tended to creak.

The Future

 I think about the future and how great things will be. Like the boys will be older and maybe fight less? Maybe they will be more independent and will be able to get their own drinks and food. I’m sure most mothers think about those type of things. I hope I’m not the only one!

But I really don’t think about the bad things. Like what if something happens to Cory and I and who will pay for the expense? Who will raise the boys? Maybe when we are older and we don’t want to be a burden on our child to help take care of us. If and when we die how will our possessions be split up and go to whom.

Buying this house is Stressing Me Out

Back in 2000, my husband and I were struggling to pay our bills, so much so that we were 3 months behind on the house note, and stayed 3 months behind for over a year. We kept telling each other that if we didn’t sell the house, if one of us were to get sick for a day or two and have to miss work, we would lose that house. It was terrifying to think we were one sneeze away from being homeless. We finally decided in August of 2000 to put the house up for sale rather than lose it. We’d rather have the equity out of the house if at all possible, instead of losing what we had worked for 16 years to build up. Surprisingly, it only took 10 days after putting the house on the market until we were sitting at the closing table.

Thinking About the Future

My own mother, who is 84, has been having trouble lately with her legs and feet. She also has peripheral neuropathy , which makes it difficult to walk or stand for very long. Her eyesight is getting worse–she needs to have corneal transplants. Her eye doctor won’t even write a prescription for new glasses because he says glasses won’t help until after she has surgery. And for the last three or four years, whenever she has exerted herself enough to prepare Thanksgiving or Christmas dinner, she has wound up in the emergency room the next day. She has been living alone since the death of my father in 1992, and has always been a very independent woman. It is very hard to see her get to the point where she needs help with the most ordinary things, like cleaning her house or decorating her Christmas tree.

 

Thank you so much for spending time with us the past few months and letting us share with you our stories on how, and why, you should be prepared.  Don’t forget to check out all your insurance needs with Genworth.

 

~Trisha

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Feeding a Baby Real food rather than Jar?

Recently on facebook one of my friends and fellow bloggers had a picture of her son, about the same age as P, eating waffles.

Waffles.

Hmm.

I was scratching my head and looking at my son. Holy crap is he behind already?

Even though I am Ps mama and essentially make all decisions for him, I automatically deterred to my ingrained knowledge to feed him puree jar food.

But why?

It wasn’t till I saw her photo that I thought…I can feed him REAL food? Like real food that I eat?

Duh. Of course I can…tiny bites of real food. I never even considered it. So we have been trying to give him a few random things. The issue is that most  food items soft enough for him to gum up are not overly healthy for him.

Although he isn’t complaining…

The great thing is he really enjoys gumming real food over jar food.

But I need some help!

Other than mashed potatoes, bread, waffles, and doughnuts,  any thoughts on what can I give him that isnt in a jar?
~Trisha

 

 

Yikes

Time to go to college….there’s your sign.

Mardi Gras Ball!

Friday night Chris and I went to the Mardi Gras Ball. I had never been to one before so I am not sure what I expected. It was quite interesting. Having went now I can say that it wasn’t terribly boring, but it wasn’t overly exciting….I guess it just was.

For those of you not familiar with Mardi Gras festivities, the month kicks off with parades here in Mobile (the birthplace of Mardi Gras). Each parade is hosted by a Krewe and on many occasions those Krewes hold balls in celebration after the parades. We attended the Conde Cavaliers Ball, which started just an hour or so after the parade had ended that night.

We rented a room at The Battlehouse. The ball wasn’t supposed to end till 2 and was open bar so we wanted to be responsible regarding coming home. Our room conveniently stood directly over the start of the parade. We watched the floats from the warmth of our room while we got ready.

Which basically meant we stood in the window and flashed guests.

Hey..its Mardi Gras.

Totally acceptable.

Then off to the party.

This is what I look like without baby puke on my shoulder and a pony tail in my hair…

Basically the way the ball went was that it was hosted at the Mobile Bay Civic center. We watched about an hour and a half of “call outs” for the court. That means they call out the names of each Krewe and what float they were in charge of.  Think “Krewe H with Great Balls of Fire!” and then a bunch of men, many which were dressed very Three Musketeers (and of course their lady escorts),

came dancing out to various Pop and Rap songs.

Initially this was quite entertaining as there is nothing more fun than watching a 75 year old man and his wife break it down to Yeah! by Usher while throwing fake money in the air. However, after about 30 minutes of that, it got kinda old.

What didn’t get old though was people watching. The dresses that women chose to wear were astounding. I saw everything from bowling ball cleavage, to entire see through dresses on the front (honey, stop looking!), to shower curtain pink lamé designs.

Being classy is clearly not always born into women.

At one point I stepped out to use the restroom and there were two ladies in the hall loudly talking about their fake breasts and one side being larger and touching each other to showcase their points.

If you do this…please don’t. Keep that talk for personal friends. It was really tacky…although it def peaked my spouses interest when I was telling him….as well as every man in the hall that was walking by at the same time.

Eventually it was time for the Queen to dance with her escort and her costume was beautiful.

Sadly for her, a FIGHT broke out on the dance floor…DURING HER DANCE…amongst the Krewes. We think it initially started between a woman and a man, but it basically ended in a mob on the floor and police were rushing out. Then some chick kept getting up in another chicks face and it led to handcuffs and being taken out of the arena. The entire time the Queen was still dancing.

I felt pretty badly for her.

Once that ended, boredom started again but it wasn’t long before we were allowed to go down and eat. They had open bar all around the event set up in individual rooms and while you were assigned to a room, you could pretty much go in and out of anywhere you wanted. The key to the entire thing was to find the secret rooms in the back where all the good food, dessert, and better music was playing.

We called it quits around midnight and took a limo back to the hotel…just for fun.

Overall it was nice to have a “date” with my husband.

Although a VERY expensive one.

Cost?

  • Tux Rental $100
  • Dress Cost $116
  • Downtown Hotel $180
  • Hair $40
  • Tickets $80
  • Shoes $60
  • Cab Costs $20
  • Overnight Sitter $100

TOTAL: Almost $700

Would I go again?

Not to this particular ball. Honestly the fight scenario, while being one of the most interesting things of the night, was a turn off. I don’t want to put out that kind of money to have to worry about police officers and drunk men. I also thought the organization was a bit weak and it felt more like I paid to watch the Krewes get drunk and party more than being involved.

But atleast my hair looked good.

And as a mom…you can’t ask for much more than that.

~trisha

Holy Burger!

Today we were at BGR, a relatively new joint in town that has fantastic service and even better burgers. Now you can get traditional stuff there, but today I got all experimental and tried this burger with a fried egg, bacon, and cheese.

It tasted like breakfast for lunch.

So basically awesomesauce.

As we were leaving about some guys came in and ordered THIS:

(sorry this one is kinda blurry..I think my hands got all frazzled at the size of this thing)

I was compelled to look it up when I got home…the website says this:

The 9 Pounder
As featured on The Travel Channel, Food Network, and in an official I.F.O.C. competitive eating contest. Actual weight including bun and condiments is 15.4 pounds. Two heads of lettuce, eight tomatoes, three red onions, four whole pickles and a river of our mojo. Comes with a bottle of Maalox. If one person can eat it in one sitting it’s free.

NINE POUNDS.

NINE POUNDS?

Honestly, if one person eats this in one sitting, or any sitting, they would probably die from a heart attack on the spot and couldnt pay anyway…

Could you imagine tackling this burger? I didn’t even finish my other one!

~trisha