Stonyfield New Products

Irreverent Reviews: Stonyfield Products Oh My Yog! and OP (sponsored)

Over the last few years, Late Enough has teamed up with Stonyfield because they’re tasty and nice, and sometimes this means that I get to try out a new product (or two!) and tell you about them.

This month, I got to try Oh My Yog! cream top yogurt and OP Organic Protein drink.

Stonyfield New Products
Mmmm, yummy yogurt products.

I still remember the first time I had cream top yogurt. Back then, it was only available at our one local, organic grocery store, and after my first bite, I was so angry people had fed me anything else for the past two decades. How could they have kept such deliciousness away from my heart, soul and mouth? Stonyfield’s Oh My Yog! does not disappoint. In fact, it’s amazing. Oh My Yog! is a whole milk, cream top trilayer organic yogurt. I tried Madagascar Vanilla (thumbs up but I love vanilla everything) and Orange Cranberry (which I liked a lot and that surprised me because I usually only like actual oranges and the idea of cranberries). In fact, my one complaint is that Stonyfield only sent two. (Seriously, guys, send more anytime.)

Poor OP Organic Protein drink had to come next. The protein drink was good as far as protein drinks taste — I would definitely grab it on the go, and with three kids, I don’t sit down to eat very often — well, except for our family dinners where I can’t get my son to stop reading, I can’t get food to my mouth because I’m feeding the baby, and my daughter is refusing to put food in her mouth because it’s gross. Oh and my husband is shovelling food in his mouth so he can help without being hangry. Anyway, I tried the vanilla, and Scott took the chocolate for the team (you know how I hate chocolate everything). He liked it enough to drink the strawberry before I could (shakes fist in air). I’d definitely buy them over some of the weird protein drinks Scott has brought home, but if you aren’t into extra protein or working out, I spend money on cream top yogurt every day of the week.

Anyway, if you’re in the grocery store, grab one, grab both, grab me an Oh My Yog! and we can be friends for life.

Oh My Yog!
Picture yourself buying this for me. Feels good, right?

Disclaimer: Late Enough is a Stonyfield Yo-Getter Blog, which is why I was given these to review by Stonyfield. (Although I’m not technically listed on their website anymore. I’m sure it’s not personal. {insert awkward face emoji})  I was not told what to write. Obviously.

Oh and “Irreverent Reviews” is a sometimes series I’m starting on Late Enough. The other name I’m considering is “Irrelevant Reviews,” but it’s still in committee.

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Handwash only sweater

I Went To The Grocery Store With Three Kids And Other Reasons I Would Like A Parade

The other day, I had an errand to run at the grocery store. I also had all three kids with me and decided to go to the grocery store after school anyway.

When we got there, it was bumping, but I still parked the car, unbuckled all the kids, got all my stuff to cover all possible baby mishaps, and headed inside.

I let the big kids each take those kid-sized, ankle-biter carts and off we went.

Everyone did wonderfully including me. We got everything we needed without raising a voice and never crashed either cart into anyone or anything. We even managed the self-checkout lane without accidentally stealing something.

But as we walked outside, each carrying a grocery bag, I looked left and I looked right yet there was no parade heading across the parking lot filled with HOORAY ALEX! WAY TO GO MOM! signs and balloons. Nobody was even applauding or offering high-fives. Only when we got to the car and I buckled everyone in, I did take a moment to high-five myself, but it just wasn’t the same as the parade I felt I deserved.

I did call my husband who was duly impressed. And I’m obviously writing about it here because even though it’s been many days since this amazing interlude occurred, I’m still awed with this momentous accomplishment.

But it got me thinking about all the things I feel unnecessarily proud of like finally hand-washing my hand-wash-only sweater.

Handwash only sweater
Pretty impressive.

And I wonder: Do other people just do these things? Is it no big deal when all the LEGOS are sorted and put away? When I’ve washed, dried, sorted, IRONED, and put away my clothing, am I the only one who thinks I’ve accomplished something miraculous?

Or when I’ve returned every phone call? Every email? When I pump gasoline before I’m running late and have been on empty for three days?

How about when I’m in bed at 9:30, not because I’m pretending the kitchen sink is free of dishes but because it actually is? Where is the applause? Where is my laugh track when I pull off a zinger in my car but don’t actually murder the person who cut me off and did NOT have right-of-way?

I soothe this longing by knowing that when I’m rich and famous and hiding from the paparazzi most days, I’m going to organize the EVERY DAY PARADE so those of us, who have misplaced pride in being humans accomplishing human things, can finally feel the fanfare we deserve even if it’s just us clapping for us while some sad clowns saunter by.

We earned it. We got dressed today, didn’t we?

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Favorite people

My Sister’s Wedding: Happy One Year Anniversary!

Between my sister’s birthday and her one year wedding anniversary is the perfect time to FINALLY post about her amazing Southern wedding. (Seriously, she’s been featured in like eight magazines.)

My first worry was my kids being able to stay up late enough for auntie’s big day (weekend!) especially since we were all in the wedding so I did what any loving mother and sister would do: I didn’t adjust our family to daylight savings time.

Our bubble of Central Time in Charleston, South Carolina paid off because everyone had a blast! (then we held on for dear life until summer time)

And now I’m going to do a bit of a picture dump because they are prettier than my words.

When in doubt, bring more shoes.
Fake bouquet face
The bouquet from the bridal shower/rehearsal. I don’t think my daughter will be getting married any time soon.
Rehearsal dinner lips
This is pretty late into the rehearsal dinner so who knows what we were trying to do. Be fish? Sad fish?
Gettin ready
Getting ready with the big girls is a serious affair
Getting ready 2
Not really. PS. She picked a Frozen inspired hairstyle. Obviously
Greatgrandmother pearls
Putting my great grandmother’s pearls on my little sister. Be still my heart.
Photo credit: Dana Cubbage Weddings 2014
Beautiful bride
My beautiful sister.
Photo credit: Dana Cubbage Weddings 2014
Favorite people
My favorite people!
Photo credit: Dana Cubbage Weddings 2014
Happy couple
The happy couple! (They did the non-traditional photos before the wedding. It’s funny because my wedding was as traditional as you can get without bringing cows for my dowry — well, besides the gogo boots.)
Photo credit: Dana Cubbage Weddings 2014
ring bearer and flower girl
The ring bearer and flower girl ready to go. E’s face didn’t change the entire walk down the aisle. No funny business allowed.
So much love (especially for the amount of smiling one has to do for photos at a wedding)
Photo credit: Dana Cubbage Weddings 2014
The boys
They both look so grown up here. (Yes, I have no photos of the ceremony. It was beautiful, but they were more party-at-the-reception kind of people so let’s stick to the spirit of the wedding.)
My boy
Wait, when did he turn 25?
Photo credit: Dana Cubbage Weddings 2014
My kids personalities
My kids captured to perfection.
Photo credit: Dana Cubbage Weddings 2014
MOH Speech
I felt so much pressure for my maiden of honor speech because I’m a writer! (which my sister carelessly threw out at me a month beforehand). Did I succeed?
Photo credit: Dana Cubbage Weddings 2014
Laughin at MOH speech
YES I DID. There are at least four other laughing pictures but I will spare you more of my glory.
Photo credit: Dana Cubbage Weddings 2014
Dancing Man
We all boogied down into the night but this one only broke out his moves for ROCK N ROLL.
Photo credit: Dana Cubbage Weddings 2014
Sleep flower girl
This slow dance is just before N fell asleep. We should’ve put her on mountain time.
Me in pjs
The wreckage the next morning

I love having a new brother-in-law and seeing my sister so happy as an old married lady. Thank you for letting us be apart of your adventure. Happy anniversary!


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