Spaghetti and Meatballs with a Side of Applesauce


Chef Boyardee to the Rescue!

Chef Boyardee to the Rescue! (Photo credit: Joe Plocki (turbojoe))

Spaghetti and Meatballs with a Side of Applesauce

Lately, I have not been blogging as much. This is mainly because I have been kind of down in the dumps, wanting to tear my hair out over our financial situation, and my inability to do very much! My mind is all like let’s go and my body is like let’s not! Which can be very frustrating to say the least. So I obsess about coupons. Coupon’s here coupon’s there, coupon’s everywhere! Since money is so tight I am like I must find the best coupon’s and the best sales to get what we need for the very least amount of money. Since , I have to keep the budget less than $100 a month for food, personal care products, paper products, computer ink and everything else. I must, I must strive to save, save, save so I can have money for the bills, gas and entertainment (Ha! what entertainment, this is it typing on the computer or surfing the web for coupons). Luckily I got a box of printer paper for Christmas.

Well enough of that! Time to stick my chin up (with duct tape if necessary) and get out of the muley grubs! I have loads of things to be happy for!  For instance, I just found out I got approved for food stamps and I will be getting a whopping $16 a month. So, there that’s $116 for food and all the rest! And there’s the fact I have a roof over my head, and all the utilities are on and I have a car.  I may not be able to drive it without gas but,  hey I have a good working mind maybe I can invent a new way to make gas or figure out a way to turn my little Yaris into a solar car. Hey you never know.

Then there’s the crown jewel of happiness! The one food I used to love as a kid and still do for that matter. Chef Boyardee Spaghetti and Meatball’s are only $.89 a can at Target.  That’s a  meal in a can. Plus add a vegetable or wait maybe not on the commercials lately they have been hinting that there are vegetables in every can so there you are one meal for $0.89. But wait $0.89 x 30 days = $26.70+ tax, wow that’s a big chunk out of the budget for one meal a day! Plus I usually have some applesauce for desert!  I wonder if PB & J would be cheaper?? But then  theirs the bread, jelly and peanut butter and you would have to have chips or something with it. 😦

Oh dear,  I better find some  more coupons! 😦

How are you? Has the weather got you down? Are the bill collector’s knocking on your door? What do you think?

English: crisis comes and goes, debt remains

English: crisis comes and goes, debt remains (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

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CHILDREN By Stacey Feitz


Funny Chinese Child Playing Boy

Funny Chinese Child Playing Boy (Photo credit: epSos.de)

Cute Kids in Children's Costumes

Cute Kids in Children’s Costumes (Photo credit: epSos.de)

CHILDREN By Stacey Feitz

Children are fascinating souls…

They fill many roles…

Sometimes as they grow…

The values we sow seem to get lost down some long forgotten row…

But when all seems naught…

Something happens to let us know…

That maybe the values are still there…

Not that forgotten…

However when a child is being especially rotten…

And the neighbors down the street can hear their screams…

Ones patience runs thin…

Terrible thoughts may circle in our heads…

Than darn it we give in…

And a child who has been screaming at the top of their lungs…

Forever it seems…

Instantly quiets, a devilish smile upon their lips…

And you vow next time not to give in…

The day goes on and bedtime nears and the child looks at you with tear filled eyes…

But you’ve had enough and soon the child’s asleep in bed…

A peaceful smile and an angels halo round their heads…

Mad, Mad, Monday…


I thought this piece would be just right for this fine Monday!

Mad, Mad, Monday…

Clothes hastily thrown…

Noses not blown…

Mud upon the floor…

Someone’s knocking at the door…

Screams and shouts…

Rush, rush, rush…

Dust on the mantle…

Candles burn low…

As tempers flare..

Who cares…

A full moon…

A freaking lousy tune…

Burned food…

Grumpy moods…

Sometimes life really sucks…

Thank God when Monday’s gone…

Seems everything goes wrong…

One day I will learn to plan ahead…

Think I will stay the heck in bed…

A Child of GOD


I have kind of steered clear of God, Jesus and Christianity, but since I think about GOD and Jesus all the time and they are part of my life, it is hard to edit myself to avoid making people mad. However this is my blog and since I wouldn’t be being truthful if I hid certain parts of myself and my writing  I have decided to go ahead and include post like this. Of course I am not forcing anyone to read these types of posts. I wrote this in 1992 back when I was going through a very traumatic divorce from a very abusive husband.

A Child of GOD

A child of God is born each day…

Full of promise full of love…

It is up to us to guide…

To show them the way…

The path of the lord…

Each child has a destiny…

A path they must follow…

Or woe may befall them…

We must teach them that life is precious…

That Gods miracle…

A love that must grow…

For all mankind…

Every living thing must be protected…

Each one of us must remember…

That time flows swiftly by…

Soon it’s time to die…

No time to cry…

Each one of us is a child of God whether we believe or not…

We must do our best to make a difference today…

Because tomorrow may never come…

 And  then it will be too late…

Care-A-Lot: Make some time today to care a lot about your loved ones


Care-A-Lot

Care a lot…

Sing a lot…

Say I love you at least once a day…

Take time to smile…

Make time to have fun…

Hugs and kisses aplenty…

Reassurance when times are bleak…

Time for yourself and each other…

Help one another…

Believe…

Loving pats…

Little chats…

Reality one moment at a time…

Aim to please…

Set aside some time each day…

And find away to care-a-lot…

Now a days when times are tight and divorce seems inevitable it is important to find some time to care so each relationship you have thrives.

The Sound of Silence


Written in 1994 when my kids were still young.

The Sound of Silence

The children are asleep…

Tigger’s curled up on the rug, softly purring…

Magey’s tail goes thump, thump, thump, as she dreams…

The far off vibration of a train…

The wind chimes tinkle in the soft blowing wind…

The gentle snores of my lover…

The low rustle of the leaves…

The pitter patter of a gentle rain…

The slight rumble of thunder in the distance…

The crackle of logs in the fireplace as the flames burn low…

The soft murmur of a neighbor’s tv…

This is what silence sounds like to me…

To My Sister


My sister is on the left and I am on the right

To My Sister

Sisters are special…

I am the first to agree…

Even though I know…

It may not seem I care at times…

And in the past I’ve een a royal pain…

But sister please remember…

It sometimes takes one to grow older…and wiser…

Before we can behold how precious a sister truly is…

A special blessing come to call…

Sister I love you most of all…

I wrote this back when my sister and I were not on very good speaking terms. Then I painted her a picture for christmas and that started our reconciliation.