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Non-Newtonian Fluid

I was an adult when I learned of a Non-Newtonian fluid. Do you know what they are?  Or even what a Netownian fluid is?

Growing up I do not remember this ever coming up while I was in school.  What are they? Defined by Merriam-Webster Dictionary a Newtonian fluid is a fluid whose viscosity does not change with rate of flow. Huh? Basically no matter how fast or slow it’s going the resistance to flow; it follows all of Newtons laws on how liquids should act.

Then what is a non-Newtonian fluid? According to Science Learning Hub it is defined as fluids  that change their viscosity or flow behavior under stress. If you apply a force to such fluids (say you hit, shake or jump on them), the sudden application of stress can cause them to get thicker and act like a solid, or in some cases it results in the opposite behavior and they may get runnier than they were before. Remove the stress (let them sit still or only move them slowly) and they will return to their earlier state.  Think of slime or cornstarch and water.  They can ooze around and take the shape of any container they are placed in but still act like a solid under situations.

Why does any of this matter? Because I feel like a non-Newtonian fluid.  Many people have heard me say ” I am like water, what do you need?”  Yup I am really good at morphing into just about any roll, some better than others. Please do not take my ability to transfer my position/roll to fit the situations needs.  I have adapted well to many scenarios and truth be told I am at my breaking point.

I am being pulled in so many directions like to many kids pulling on silly putty to see how far it can stretch, there is not much left to hold me together.  This does not mean I am brittle and about to break, on the contrary, we non-Newtonian fluids fold back together after being broken, unlike Newtonian fluids.  We are more versatile and can make a lot happen.

Now the question is, in what shape and form will I take next?



Finding the right path

“One must learn how to live. Not just make a living, but how to find a path of beauty in this life. We begin by knowing who we are.”  Powhatan Chief Wahunsunakeh

Found this quote over 20 years ago while in High School.  Something about it always captured my attention and helped refocus what was important.  While I was in high school, my oldest sister learned calligraphy.  She wrote this saying out and framed it for me as a graduation present. That frame traveled with me to college, to my first apartment, my first condo, stayed with me while I navigated my path of teaching in Juvenile Justice Commission. Somewhere along the way I lost that frame and my path.

My life took a drastic turn in my early 30’s.  Something that scarred me worse then I realized.  Mostly because I never realized how much I kept in from my earlier years too.  Though it was that event in my early 30’s that knocked me off the precipice I was climbing.

Don’t misunderstand some amazing things happened in my 30’s.  I met my partner, we now have two amazing kids, a home we are proud to have people come to and I found out which paths were not meant for me, no matter how hard I worked on traveling them, something always held me back. Turns out they just were not the right path of beauty!

Soon after turning 40, I started  direct sales business and really working on carving out time to write in addition to my full time job and spending time with the kids.  The world of direct sales is tricky, it definitely is not a passive income many tout it to be! If someone is claiming passive income, run away, it’s a scam! What it did for me was open my eyes to another path to take, one that allows me to use my renaissance style skill sets to make my path!

Don’t get me wrong opening my eyes to seeing the possibility of this path is not easy, nor is it main stream so many people in my worlds are skeptical at first.  But once I show them the possibilities and run cost figures to profit in addition to explaining I am not leaving my full time income ( yet 😉 ) they come on board.  Helping me navigate this path and being an amazing sounding board is another Momma and lifetime long friend, Joanna.  She and I talk almost everyday, even if just sending funny meme’s to say hi.  Recently we decided to read a book, Defying Gravity: A celebration of Late Blooming Women by Prill Boyle.  This book helped me have some major “Ah-ha” moments.  Most importantly it reminded me it’s never to late to find my path of beauty and really know who I am!  For almost 10 years I tried to become what others thought I should be or what I thought others thought I am , convoluted right?   Yet I was not true to myself.  That is changing.  #fortiesandfabulous is not just a hashtag, it’s life.  To all my other Late Blooming Women. we got this and the world better watch out, we are strong, determined, and have each other’s backs!

What’s a Mom to do?

October is the month of germ adjustment in our home. With my son in preschool three half days a week and my daughter going to the gym’s daycare regularly now we are exposed to a slew of new germs every September.  My son’s nose is perpetually running and my sleeves are always covered in dry snot as I cannot keep enough tissues around my home and person.

A few weeks ago my son and daughter had low grade fevers and a lot of congestion for a a few days. It hit my son first then my daughter.  Last week it hit my man.  Out of the three of them, I was dreading my Man’s the most.  He is a miserable sick person,  No one understands the pain or trauma of his “pain and anguish” because he “hides” it by bemoaning the fact he cannot find a comfortable way to sleep or needs absolute quiet while he heals.  When he takes Medicine he complains that it only lasts for two hours in between the doses.  It is very tough to be him.

In order to give my guy a chance to heal, I took the kids to the zoo on my day off last week.  It was a beautiful fall day and the kids needed to be outside! As it was just the three of us picture opportunities where few but I did get some nice ones!

First stop the Primate house!

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The Primate house was a bit crowded and my son got bored, what he really wanted was alligators!

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The Snakes are my ode to Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone!

After this we spent more time outside.  We rode the Carousel, the draft horses, and my son rode on the train.  Unfortunately no pictures of these activities, but yes my 10 month old had her first horse ride!!!!

Unknowingly to us we did get to see the polar bears before Klondike passed, though I am not sure if this is Klondike.

2015-10-21 12.18.49 My son looking for the polar bears. Cannot believe how tall he is getting! My daughter, she is much harder to impress.  2015-10-21 12.20.03 My son was super excited when we finally found them, but could not understand why they were not going in the water.2015-10-21 12.19.52 2015-10-21 12.19.47 2015-10-21 12.19.32 2015-10-21 12.19.31 2015-10-21 13.35.33 2015-10-21 13.35.36

Shortly after this we took a little lunch break! And gave my daughter the chance to stretch her legs! My son loved the freedom to run in the little grotto that we found. After a little lunch break we went back to exploring.  By this time I was ready to start heading home as we have about an hour drive and I did not want the kids to be in the car to late in the day and run the risk of falling asleep.  By now my son was clammering for the lions and tigers.  My game plan, to see the big cats then head home.  I should have remembered, ” Man plans, God laughs”.

We made it to the cat house after no small drama that involved finding new pants for my son.  2015-10-21 14.37.21 2015-10-21 14.38.36 2015-10-21 14.38.28 While checking out the lions my son made a friend.  An almost two year old boy who also loves dinosaurs and to run.  These two where fast friends and screamed if separated.  This is where my plan to head home fell apart.  It took another two hours of exploring before we were able to leave.

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Both kids fell asleep on the way home, both kids fought going to bed at bed time.  My man was still grouchy when we got home, In the end, it was worth it. We made memories and potentially a friend.  Nothing out weighs that!

Now it is another week.  And it is my turn to fight the “October Bug”.  I am not worried, at the end is a sunny day!


What motivates and inspires you?

This is a question I am asking my self a lot lately. There is a quote I fell in love with when I was in High School.  Every so often I bring it up and each time it has a new perspective depending on the stage I am at in life. Each time is profound.

“One must learn to live, not just how to make a living. But how to find a path of beauty in this life. We begin by knowing who we are.”

~ Chief Powhatan Wahunsunacock

At this point, I know who I am : A Mom, a writer, a friend, a warrior.

My beauty: helping others, listening to my children play, loosing myself in a story.

The one thing that is not set, making a living.  They say do what you love and the rest will follow.  Do what you are good at and the money will come. I was a great teacher, but never financially stable.  I am an amazing Mom (or so my family tells me), yet we still struggle.  I enjoy writing and sharing my stories, still not bringing in the income.

Ironically, what is working: cleaning!  Before my family expanded, first with my love, then with the loves of my life.  I cleaned every weekend like I was built for it.  People would come to my home, I would apologize for the mess and they would look around bewildered at what I was talking about.  This has not changed about me, only my ability and opportunity has changed.

My family all nap from 11 – 1:30 PM every day.  This means I must be quiet as I am unable to nap at that time it was my prime cleaning time for so long.  Now it is my study time as still try and finish school (always good to have a back up!)  Soon it will by my writing time on the days I am not cleaning other peoples homes.  For many this does not seem like a great way to spend there days for me it’s perfect. Why?  It allows me to LIVE!  I can spend time with my two greatest beauties that push me to do more, be more.  That is something I never had while working at a traditional job.

Would you not do what ever it takes for these two?


I will and am!  And it gives me the freedom to make memories with them, that is motivation enough for me!  What motivates you?