So that Margs for Mommy gal was a TOTAL SLACKER!  Sure she's a full-time working mom of two unruly boys, whose mom and dad both managed to land themselves in the hospital within a month of each other, but none of that is an excuse for letting her blog domain expire.  And as good looking, funny and talented as she may be, can you believe she couldn't figure out how to renew the damn thing! 


It is for this reason that I'd like to introduce you to the new Margs for Mommy blog: Mommy's Juice!!  Same  unruly children, same demanding job, same impatient yet unbelievably helpful husband...just with a new look and name!


Where exactly did this new name come from you may ask? It's actually an extension of a trick my Dad pulled on me when I was a kid.  I grew up on soft drinks, which in the South are all called "coke" regardless of what actual beverage you may in fact be drinking.  Dad, being a beer drinker, always kept the fridge full of unusual looking cans which he referred to as "Daddy's Coke."  We were never allowed to drink Daddy's Cokes, which of course only made them that more appealing.  But the consequences of so much as touching a Daddy's Coke were more than any satisfaction of actually trying one would be, leaving my sister and I to only stare at the beautiful red and white cans for years on end.

Like "Daddy's Coke" when I was first asked by Jackson what that deep red liquid inside of mommy's dinner glass was I replied, "Mommy's Juice."  "Can I try," he asked.  "Of course you can't sweetie, mommy's juice is only for mommy's and no boys are ever, ever, allowed a taste."  For now, that seems to have worked, as have my answers to "what flavor is mommy's juice."  "Grape honey but only very special grapes that are grown just for mommy's." 

And with that I bring you Mommy's Juice, I hope its a tasty treat for many years to come!