D2 Coconut Water Fresh Fruit Pops

Gather as a family, watch Descendants 2, make Coconut Water Fresh Fruit Pops, and just enjoy some down time for a change! Oh yea, and I should tell you, I did receive a full party pack from Team Click to facilitate this post.

Gather as a family, watch Descendants 2, make Coconut Water Fresh Fruit Pops, and just enjoy some down time for a change! I should tell you, I did receive a full party pack from Team Click to facilitate this post, but it was fun while it lasted!

We loved the first Disney Descendants movie and we couldn’t wait for Descendants 2 to come out. The minute it did, I knew we needed a movie night so a movie night we had…with healthy popsicles and all. Because that’s how we roll. But don’t get me wrong…I didn’t do the the whole “I’m the perfect mom with healthy snacks and stuff” thing…we had wigs, and dancing…and we stayed up way too late. But we did have healthy popsicles (more on that later), so there’s that.

Gather as a family, watch Descendants 2, make Coconut Water Fresh Fruit Pops, and just enjoy some down time for a change! I should tell you, I did receive a full party pack from Team Click to facilitate this post, but it was fun while it lasted!

We put in the movie, we put on the wigs, we donned the hats, wore the necklaces…and we partied like Disney stars.

Gather as a family, watch Descendants 2, make Coconut Water Fresh Fruit Pops, and just enjoy some down time for a change! I should tell you, I did receive a full party pack from Team Click to facilitate this post, but it was fun while it lasted!

It was a fun night!

Gather as a family, watch Descendants 2, make Coconut Water Fresh Fruit Pops, and just enjoy some down time for a change!

Descendants 2 Movie Synopsis

The story deepens in the music-driven sequel to the global smash hit, Descendants, as the teenage sons and daughters of Disney’s most infamous villains try to find their place in idyllic Auradon.

When the pressure to be royally perfect becomes too much for Mal, she returns to her rotten roots on the Isle of the Lost where her archenemy Uma, the daughter of Ursula, has taken her spot as self-proclaimed queen of the run-down town.

You’ll need to watch the movie, available today (August 15, 2017) at retailers near you, to find out how the story plays out!

Gather as a family, watch Descendants 2, make Coconut Water Fresh Fruit Pops, and just enjoy some down time for a change!

D2 Coconut Water Fresh Fruit Pops

Although the kids absolutely loved the movie, the star of the show for them was the healthy popsicles. Just coconut water and lots and lots of fresh fruit; not even a teensy bit of sugar…and they loved them! Of course, these popsicles followed the color theme of our party…Mal (purple), Evie (blue), and Uma (green), so they were the perfect way to celebrate our watch party. As an added bonus, I was able to use my latest exotic fruit find, rambutan, in the ice pops as a natural sweetener. If you haven’t tried rambutan yet, you totally should!

Gather as a family, watch Descendants 2, make Coconut Water Fresh Fruit Pops, and just enjoy some down time for a change!

D2 Coconut Water Fresh Fruit Pops
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Recipe type: Dessert/Snack
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Serves: 4
 
Ingredients
  • Popsicle molds
  • 1 cup pure, unsweetened coconut water
  • ½ cup purple grapes, halved
  • ½ cup blueberries
  • ½ cup honeydew, chopped into small pieces
  • 2 rambutan, peeled and chopped into small pieces
Instructions
  1. Layer fresh, chopped fruit into popsicle molds.
  2. Fill with coconut water; it won't take much, this just holds the fruit together and adds extra health benefits.
  3. Insert popsicle sticks.
  4. Freeze for 4 hours or overnight.

What are you waiting for? Savor the dog days of summer with a great movie the whole family can enjoy. Whip up some healthy themed snacks and just enjoy some old-fashioned together time. Remember, you can head to your local retailer to pick up your DVD copy of Disney’s Descendants 2 today, and while you’re there, pick up your party supplies to make the most of your evening. Enjoy yourselves and you can just thank me and Team Click later!

Patriotic Summer Beach House Decor

Holiday decorating is a family tradition that everyone can enjoy. Thanks to my partnership with Oriental Trading, I was able to transform my home into a special Patriotic Summer Beach House to celebrate the summer holidays!

Celebrate summer when you transform your home into a Patriotic Summer Beach House so you enjoy Memorial Day, Fourth of July, and Labor Day the festive way!

If you follow along here, or on Facebook, you probably already know that I’m obsessed with decorating for the holidays. Inarguably, Christmas is my favorite (I am actually an elf in mommy clothing after all), but I don’t discriminate against the other holidays. Whether it be Halloween, Mardi Gras, Valentine’s Day, 4th of July, or really any other holiday, I’m always down for making the house fun for the kids, and for me if we’re being honest!

Celebrate summer when you transform your home into a Patriotic Summer Beach House so you enjoy Memorial Day, Fourth of July, and Labor Day the festive way!

Patriotic Summer Beach House Decor

Although Christmas is my favorite, summertime decorating is a total win all around; a lazy busy mom’s decorating dream come true so to speak. Why, you ask? Because what’s better than THREE patriotic holidays in a row? That’s right, one set of decorations, a one-time set up, and BAM…you’re done decorating for Memorial Day, the 4th of July, and Labor Day…just like that!

Celebrate summer when you transform your home into a Patriotic Summer Beach House so you enjoy Memorial Day, Fourth of July, and Labor Day the festive way!

Red, white, and blue everything…all summer long. From Patriotic Hanging Lanterns lined neatly (hello OCD) in your beach den with tiki bar, of course…

Celebrate summer when you transform your home into a Patriotic Summer Beach House so you enjoy Memorial Day, Fourth of July, and Labor Day the festive way!

To Patriotic Windsock String Lights lighting the way on entryways throughout your home, you really can’t go wrong!

Celebrate summer when you transform your home into a Patriotic Summer Beach House so you enjoy Memorial Day, Fourth of July, and Labor Day the festive way!

This year, I went with an American theme and I’m glad I did because this heavy-duty Cloth Americana Bunting and matching Cloth Vintage Pillar Buntings have really been standing up well to these crazy storms we’ve been having in Galveston so far this summer. Seriously….so much wind and rain, it’s insane!

Celebrate summer when you transform your home into a Patriotic Summer Beach House so you enjoy Memorial Day, Fourth of July, and Labor Day the festive way!

Although I do primarily do all of my holiday decorating for my kids (and me), I really want anyone that stops by to feel welcome, so a patriotic welcome sign (or any other welcome sign) should always be on every home door…all the time. That’s my tip for the day; you’re welcome!

Celebrate summer when you transform your home into a Patriotic Summer Beach House so you enjoy Memorial Day, Fourth of July, and Labor Day the festive way!

It’s not too late to decorate for your patriotic summer! The 4th of July is right around the corner and we still have Labor Day. Oriental Trading has everything you need at affordable prices with quick shipping. Your kids will thank you and you’ll enjoy knowing you don’t have to decorate again until Halloween. Show everyone how proud you are to be an American with your Patriotic Summer Beach House Decor. It doesn’t take a long time or a lot of money, and it’s SO. MUCH. FUN!

On Turning a Half a Century Old

Upon turning a half a century old, I have a lot to reflect on. Some good, some bad, but all valuable in its own right. Does life really begin at 50, or is it basically just the beginning of the end?

On turning a half a century old, reflecting on good, bad, and valuable lessons. Does life really begin at 50, or is it just the beginning of the end?

I remember, vividly, the day I turned 25. I was depressed…so depressed. I knew, as the not-so-happily married mom of one almost four-year-old daughter with a “real” job and real bills, that I was no longer a kid anymore as soon as that clock struck midnight. I remember the week leading up to that day, crying regularly, knowing that day was the “beginning of the end” for me. I remember staying up until the clock turned, just to see if I felt different. I totally did. I felt grown, I didn’t feel like I was in a good place, and I was depressed as hell!

That year, my mom helped my then husband and friends in my neighborhood host a party for me. By host, I mean she basically planned and paid for it. She was worried about me. We still call it Suicide Watch 25 because it was THAT BAD in my mind. So bad. I really wanted to be a Toys ‘R Us Kid forever. The party happened, it was fun, and obviously, I didn’t commit suicide (because that would have been just a bit too dramatic, even for me). Life went on.

In fact, life’s gone on for me for an additional 25 years. The ups, the downs, the MANY more kids, the divorces, the marriages, the job changes. I’ve handled them all like an “adult” because that’s what I am and it’s what I’ve been since that day 25 years ago.

So, 25 years later (THE WHAT? I cannot be 50), I’m still trying to figure out this adulting thing. I’m still depressed about it, at times. I still long for that day, the one that lasted for a full 24 hours before that clock struck midnight, 25 years and one day ago.

My husband says I should wear this age with a badge of honor. A lot of people “don’t make it” here (well thanks, babe, that’s depressing). Not many have raised as many kids, have accomplished what I have, still look as good as I do (his rose-colored glasses are so refreshing to me, y’all), and a lot of people still don’t have their shit as together now as I did back then.

Sure, easy for him to say since his badge is 10 years younger than mine. Whatever. Grain of salt, but I love his sentiment and I definitely try to take his words, and sentiment, to heart.

But still, I’m 50 y’all. FIFTY. A half a century. I’ve seen a lot of shit in my life. I’ve seen global walls come down, and global walls go back up (thanks good and bad U.S. admins). I’ve seen my babies be born and grow, I’ve had my heart broken, I’ve seen failing health in family members, and I’ve witnessed the birth of my third generation. Literally, I’ve seen fire and I’ve seen rain, I’ve seen sunny days…OH, you know.

My life’s been a good life. The wait for the rollercoaster always seems long and annoying, but it’s always worth the ride. Sure, I still get as depressed as I did 25 years ago about taking this adulting thing to a new level, but (other than the wrinkles) I don’t think I’d trade any experience (good or bad), any bit of knowledge I’ve obtained, or any nook and cranny of this long, crazy life for anything in the world. I could ditch the heartache (that’s a song for another time), I could ditch the aches and pains that catch up with you from being a tomboy on the playground in elementary school, a cheerleader in the 80’s, the ex-wife of an abusive crackhead, the mom of four kids by c-section and two kids by marriage (step parenting is *super fun*), but I would NOT be the person I am today if I skipped any of those stages in my life.

I’m a pretty freaking awesome person, if I do say so myself.

Do I wish I were a younger me? You bet your ass I do. I was gorgeous back then, but in a way, I’m more gorgeous today (I just have to be a little more inventive when I take selfies for you to see that on the outside). Do I wish my clock weren’t ticking so quickly? We all do. I still have littles to raise, a husband to care for and love, a family that means SO much to me, and work goals I need to accomplish.

Am I ready to give up? Hell no! I’m middle aged in my mind. I watch Good Morning America, people live well into their 100’s. It’s my turn to do this 25 year old depression again, and then again…again.

So, if you see me today, know that I’m fragile. I’m dealing with half a century of emotion…of love, of joy, of experience, and of pain. Understand that I might not be “myself” today, but tomorrow, when that clock strikes midnight again, we’re all cool. Be gentle with my heart. Today, as odd as it as it sounds, I’m feeling 25 again and I’m just trying to figure out where to go from here in this next chapter of my life.

Today, I turn 50, and I’m just not certain how I feel about turning a half a century old, you know?