What This Firefighter Wife Does with Clay To Help Kids Blows My Mind!

Using Clay To Help Families

 

It is heart wrenching when children miss parents, but especially when they are gone long or often while serving their communities, like firefighters, police, or military. That's why when you see what one inspired and passionate firefighter wife does with some clay, love, and some creative genius to ease the pain of some kids, you will be beyond happy you did.

 With a little imagination,  pixie dust, and firefighter inspired fairy doors, she is connecting children with their parents all over. Fly on over to Backlund's Backlands and see all the magic happening. you might want to bring a tissue! A few doors definitely might make you tear up!

 Yes, that is me, smarty pants. Anyone else totally sick of titles like blow your mind bla bla la?! LOL. Me too. Gotcha! But for real only about the annoying title part. If you love children and ending world hunger and world peace you better hurry up and go there and like the Backlund's Backlands FaceBook Page, before terrible things happen, like the fire fairies blow something up again. ;)

Released Today! How 27 Days of Sex Changed Everything: Reigniting Your Love's Fire

Today is finally here to get your copy of How 27 Days of Sex Changed Everything: Reigniting Your Love's Fire.

Someone pinch me.

I am very honored to share my story in The Fire Wife Academy of how I went from dreading night time, avoiding the advance from my hot firefighter, to having 27 Days of healing amazing sex with my husband. Sounds like a blast? Well, it wasn't at first... but with the 27 Days Challenge that is laid out in the new eBook is designed to reignite those choking embers into a fiery inferno of pleasure and a stronger marriage.

Here is a blurb from a post  from FirefighterWife.com:

"In How 27 Days of Sex Changed Everything: Reigniting Your Love’s Fire, I share my very personal story and explain exactly how I put the flames back into our marriage. Get ready to fire it up yours too, with the lessons I learned in the my story, personal relationship secrets, and my romance tips. Follow this unconventional challenge I used to save my marriage with sex. I hope 27 Days make you laugh, inspires, and gives you the confidence to reignite your marriage too! Simply follow along to rekindle your intimacy with your man. Don’t be caught wishing you had."

Hear what Lori Mercer, head chief and owner at Firefighterwife.com, says about this new bold book:

"Today is always a good day to reignite those love fires.  And on this day (Friday April 11th) ((((TODAYYYY!! EEEE! That's me saying that. ;) ))) you have 2 good ways to do so.

 #1 It’s the LAST DAY to get access to all 6 Dating Divas Marriage Makeover Conference Speakers for ONLY $37 – Click here to register

#2 It’s the day we release our newest eBook “How 27 Days of Sex Changed Everything:  Reigniting the Love Fires”

 "46 (single spaced!) pages where this fire wife spills out her story with raw emotion, passion and a witty style that just keeps you turning pages."

 HERE IS THE BEST PART!! SUPER AWESOME STEAL OF A DEAL!

"PS – if you are a Fire Wife Sisterhood member you always get 50% off Academy programs and if you register for the Divas Conference above, you get this ebook and a second one for only $7!!!"

"Do you think this is a book just about sex? We don't want to shock you like that. It's about being in a pit in your marriage and doing everything in your power to dig out and bring the love back. It's about commitment and honesty and falling back in love with your self and your husband."

"Available at this link: http://firefighterwife.com/product/27-days-sex-changed-everything-fire-wife-academy-ebook/
http://firefighterwife.com/product/27-days-sex-changed-everything-fire-wife-academy-ebook/"

and she boosts:

"Have you ever had sex with your husband 27 days in a row? That's not as easy and exciting as it sounds, especially if you've been in a slump. But sometimes it's exactly what we need.

This Friday you can read the whole personal account by... Holy Fire, Cake Girl as she has bared her soul for the benefit of helping others through that season.

Lyn shares:
"Between my husband going through firefighter academy, starting our own business, and having a new baby it was easy for the days to have turned into a week. Then when I found myself hiding in the bathroom until I was sure he was asleep, I knew I needed a major 180 in the intimacy category. "

 Read an excerpt from her book here at the blog:
http://firefighterwife.com/blog/2014/04/08/27-days-sex-changed-everything-reigniting-loves-fire-firewifes-story/"

 

Are you ready to champion up? Fire it up today.  Get started on your 27 Days Challenge now.

 

 

 

Thank you all again for all of your support it I pretty crazy to feel like you are outing your self out there for all the world to see. My prayer is that it help couples all over, not even just in the fire service. Marriage is a dying breed anywhere. Most agree in the fire service it is about 75%. If you like what you see, like and share this with your friends. You never know who it might reach. Then follow me on FaceBook at HolyFireCakeGirl or where I live (LOL) at FirefighterWife.com.

 

 

 

Announcing! How 27 Days of Sex Changed Everything: New EBook

I'm Spilling it All in How 27 Days of Sex Changed Everything 

Spring is finally in the air where I live Holy crap that was the longest freaking winter I have ever lived through. My pipes are huge from shoveling. Sweet right? LOL

This winter I have also especially been living a hermit's life writing this seriously awesome eBook. Sort of the opposite of my normal running around fire fighter wife life.  I have missed everyone and I am super pumped to stick my neck out there, in more ways than one, into the spring light. This REALLY IS the perfect time to have a book release about the power of sex.

I am cracking up as I write this.

Not that this is a laughing matter, but in TWO days I am gong to be revealing more of myself to the world than I ever have. AND you guys know I share a lot here. When I get nervous I giggle. Like bad. Needless to say everything is making me giggle Don't you dare go on FB land and try to get me to laugh either, I can't take it!! My head is going to explode!!

So my lovely, lovely hotties you, I am REALLY going to need your support here. I swear I have been quiet for good reason. Hotties, don't fail me now!! ;)

If you have ever liked, shared, commented, or followed anything I have written, all of that work has lead to this crazy moment.

I just wanted to say THANK YOU SO MUCH for standing by me.

There were times when I felt like no one was listening except my Mom. And then I wondered if she even was. LOL. I know that 350 some odd FB fans may not seem like a ton to anyone. But I would rather have each and every one of you, then 300,00 fake ones. (Even if only 4% of you get my stuff Thank you FB and your fabulous rules. :) )
With out all of your words of encouragement, and pushing me to write and share more, there I no way I would have written this.

Here come the goods.

How 27 Days of Sex Changed Everything: Reigniting Your Love's Fire is a book where I bare my heart and soul, sharing my story.
I was depressed. Post partum. My hubby had just joined the fire department and was going through Fire Academy. Which meant a full time hours for that. We had just started an asphalt company after the failing car industry ate our finances. And our lunches. I had just had my second baby. We lost our house. Moved in next to family. We had no money. My hair was even falling out. I felt ugly. Alone. Exhausted. I joke here in this post that it was "The worst year of my life". Although it just wasn't funny at the time.
On top of that he was a super crabby mess from lack of sleep, high stress, no time at home, loads of work to do everywhere he went, and the pressure of passing classes tests.
I was also a crabby wreck.
I was spent.
The last thing I wanted to do was give it up.
Can I get an Amen to that if you have ever felt this way??
I was desperate for something to change for fear of losing him.

Since then I have seen huge things happen in my marriage, and the least I can say here, s that we are both much, MUCH happier.

If you desire and pray for a deep change in the intimacy in your marriage, this book might JUST be what sparks that fire back in you and your spouse.
This book is among a series of eBook written for FireFighterWife.com called
The Fire Wife Academy. See the sweet things she says about the book being released here. <3

 If you remember I had the huge honor of helping with the first one The End Of Worry Fear and Sleepless Nights. It has helped so many of my sister become stronger, I was super pumped to share my 27 Days Challenge to fire up love lives. My number one mission is to help strengthen fire marriages out there, and putting myself out on a limb (and Faith) seems like a total logical way to do just that. Who better to ask than a firefighter wife right?
I hope you feel that fire too!

How 27 Days will be available April 11th through Fire Fighter Wife.

So share with your friends everywhere who might be in slumps too. Who doesn't need some fire in their bedroom right?
Again, THANK YOU for being you!
I adore you!
AS always I'll be at my HFCG's Face Book page and in the Fire FIghter Wife Page. Though I usually hang out in the secret one you have to be a member of so we can get real. :) Give a shout out ether way and tell me what you think!

Detroit Mutual Aid Mission Attack

 

Cake Girl Goes Home with Detroit Mutual Aid

 

This weekend I was honored and blessed to be a fly on the wall at many of  Detroit's Fire Houses, by being a tiny part of something huge. I got to tag along with FirefighterWife.com's Lori Mercer and help with her Detroit Care Pack Mission. We all know no one throws a party like a Firefighterwife party, right? I mean just check us out with these extraction tools! Makes you want to pitch right in!

FirefghterWife.com was asked be a guest of the National Firefighter Endowment, and join them in spreading some true love to our firefighting brothers in Detroit. We did what we do best, united and spreading the love! Wives all over the US came together to collect donations, make crafts and cookies, so we could  give warm fuzzies to the fire families, as a bonus to what AMAZING things that NFE was already doing. Even our tiny town's Hamburg Township Fire Department wives got together to make some items! A sisterhood member even drove over an hour to help! (Thanks Rebecca!) They sold Detroit Mutual Aid T-shirts to raise over $60,000 with t-shirt sales which was then leveraged with partner vendors to bring approximately $150,000 in new gear and equipment to Detroit.

 

The firefighters were so touched that wives like us, thought of them and their families that they leave behind each day to fight a new a dangerous battle.

If you follow me on FaceBook or Instagram, you saw this live as we traveled through the city. The National Firefighter Endowment to deliver equipment to these very deserving houses, Detroit Mutual Aid.

When I heard that there was a chance that I could help in any way give back to the city that raised me to be the brazen, tough, spunky, quirky, sarcastic, determined, surviving soulful singing girl I am, I was ecstatic to say the least.

Burning City

The city I knew, that we had to leave behind, was a place of strength, of enginuity, of pure industry and survival. Tough like the steel it produced in its cars. Yet at he same time, it was an enormous place of joy, love, and beautiful as the songs it birthed. All surrounded by red privacy fences and mall strips of grass and your one tree per yard, ours was the prettiest on the block in the fall. My heart nearly broke when we moved to the country. What else is a family to do when under attack, but run to safer ground? Well my 13 year old self wanted to fight, there in the battle grounds.

Well, my 34 year old self, can fight in another way.

Determined, leaving my sick kiddos behind, I put on my snow pants, except that they aren't pink anymore. I bobsledded my car through freezing temps and record snows, passing by pin outs and car accidents. Nothing could stop me from getting a chance to thank my brothers, and join arms with my sisters.


If you have ever seen the movie, or the trailer for BURN, this is what I am talking about. Our brothers, the men our husbands work with and depend on, are fighting a city burning down, while people shoot at them, without proper safety gear and equipment.

In all they visited 14 stations, 2 of which were shown in the Burn movie. I got to talk to Chris Palm, and several other who shared similar stories. People steal equipment right off the trucks. They come for food, we give it to them. Then, they make fake calls, and run in the opening doors to steal food, gear, and equipment. We talked about how sad it was, how torn your heart is for the need of the city, and of the station to save them from themselves. "The other day," Chris Palm pointed to a corner of the bay, "We backed the truck up and found a guy sleeping right there."

  Here is just one example of the beauty that lies here in the ruins and hope of a burning city. This old station actually faces the new one, surrounded by boarded up houses. ne of the firefighter here told me the neighbors paint pretend drapes on the boards to cheer up the atmosphere of the surrounding homes.

Driving through the city blocks was haunting in a way. I could hear kids playing, building snowmen, throwing a fat snowball at another, but there were no children to be seen.

In fact there are blocks upon blocks of beautiful old houses, taken my the streets, but still standing like a proud old man. Blocks of burnt, or half standing abandoned houses, with maybe one or two houses with residents in them. Gorgeous brick work, and architecture, make me long to jump in a time machine, so I can see it in its former shining glory.

Then, like little sparks flying up from a fire, little flickers of hope would rise in me. Powerful graffiti, with gorgeous and triumphant styles would peek out in between alleys. Alleys that are vacant to the passer by, but full of hope and perseverance to me.


This what runs in the veins of the Detroit Firefighters. Hope and perseverance. They are battling this city a blaze against all odds, and they do it with the grace an humility of a knight.

 They showed such a gracious, humble, appreciative side, I have been blessed beyond all measures to see.

 The knights in the patches, badges, and faded axes.

"It's been a long time since we've seen yellow on an ax." one Captain said. 

 

 

My eyes swelled with tears many times over gloves, flashlights, things our men don't think twice about. Tools that bring them home safe. Ones that every firefighter should have the RIGHT to have. That is NFE's mission, to help bring them home safe.

 

 

 Some Detroit VIP's, eager to show their appreciation for what NFE did too!

 

I mean who can say no to that face???

 

 

Who didn't want to be a fireman when they were growing up?!

 

 

Who's hearts wouldn't be full?!

 

 

Shane, from NFE,  THE Dan and Lori Mercer, and Me!

Kindness is contagious.

 Of course, as any good baby blogger would, my second favorite part was watching all of the "Big Wig Stars" of the fire world come together in real life was awesome.

 

Here is Rhett from The Fire Critic. My bestie Lori Mercer from Firefighterwife.com and her daughter!

 

There Lori and I are in front of a gorgeous motor city old school car. 

There with that amazing 'stach is Captain Willie Wines from Wooden Ladders and Iron Firemen. Ladies, both men love kilts almost as much as me. Plus they are stand up firemen with hearts of gold for this service and the well being of its people. Even The "Model City" Firefighter was there! I was like a groupie at a DTE music concert.  If you haven't go checkout there blog and subscribe today!

 

 

I felt like the dork tagging along, snapping pictures of the crews even, but I don't think anyone cared!

If I broke any baby blogger rules, no one told me! ;) 

 

 

Here is Channel 7's interview! Click Here For News Cast or Here!

 

 IF you didn't know, LIKES and SHARES are my LOVE language. ;)

Come sizzle on over to my Facebook page Holy Fire! Cake Girl!!!!

 

Thank you beautiful Detroit! The BIGGEST thank you goes to all of YOU who helped create craft, bake cookies, and shared all of those t-shirt promotion for #detroitmutualaid!

 

 

 If I actually get this published in time, tonight is the VERY last night you can purchase a #Detroitmutualaid t-shirt to help raise future funds too!
  You've got two hours! GO!!
<3 All my fiery heart
Lyn AKA CakeGirl

Bamboozled and A Baby

  Ones of the most frustrating things for me about being a fire fighter's wife, is that I feel like I was bamboozled.  When I am at my most weakest, most selfish, terribly tired points, the thought runs through my head, "I did not sign up for this!"  That seed of a thought starts a huge  negative downward spiral of destructive thinking. Otherwise known to most as a temper tantrum. This often finds me at about 5 or 6 am, when the baby starts to cry for the twentieth time that night.

Fighting Negative Thoughts and Postpartum

  You see, I am not morning person. At all. Since I can remember, it has been my enemy.  I resent waking up early. Shamefully, grumbling to myself about how I am the only one who can do anything it. Ironically, exactly like with my second boy, my hubs has up and ruptured two of his discs. Last time, he was unable to even pick up the baby for nearly six months. Now, five years later, the poor guy has done the exact thing again, right after our newest baby has been born. It is as if I am stuck in some awful loop. Doomed to repeat this seemingly exact set of circumstances, that nearly destroyed us and me, the last time. I wanna scream out, “Is this a test?! What did I NOT learn last time? Come on!”

  As if that wasn't enough, at the same time, he also decided to open a business, have a miraculous recovery of his back, and decide to join the fire department. Oh, wait,  and we lost our first home, having to move into the house directly next door to my in laws. At the time, it was a very hard pill to swallow.

Feeling Single

  Thankfully, we made it through that most difficult year. Still during my most frustrating moments, it is that thought I have to fight. The fact that I did not sign up to be a single parent drives me bonkers. Part of me, gets so angry when I feel alone and single.  Even more annoying, at the exact same time, I get to feel the opposite of single and worrying all day long about my hubby. Then the next thing you know, I am digging the single life, and comes home just long enough to mess up my mojo! Can anyone relate?! Only kidding! Well, sort of.

A Heads Up Would Have Been Nice

  My goal here is to help other wives out there avoid this fight all together. Joyce Meyers calls it the Battlefield For Your Mind. I call it brain ping pong. Whatever you call it, isn't worth our time and focus. In my house, I have so much to think about, I would rather this thought never plague me in the first place, ya know?

  Call it my good deed, my paying it forward, my rant at the world. Whatever. When your man asks to be a fire fighter, and you have kids, you will know what you are getting into. Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't change my husband’s career for a second. He absolutely loves it. He comes alive there.  Honestly, tell me really, what else was he meant to do? He giggles when there is a fire. Our kids love that he is a fireman. They are so proud of their Daddy. Their faces beam when he comes to teach about fire safety at their school. Me?  Seriously, could care less what he does, as long as he is happy. If he made yogurt, I’d follow him. That is what being married is all about! Happily, instead I look at him and I get to see the greatness he was meant to be.

Counting my Blessings

 For when my tiredness has taken over my sanity and I have had enough three year old tantrums coming out of my mouth, it helps having a list of things to break me out of it. Most of the time it helps a lot. Of course there are times when the one hour of sleep will be the only be cure, but I that is another matter. I think of the military wives whom husbands are away for months at a time. I think of the friend who’s husband is in Iraq, and hasn’t even met their seven month old daughter. Yes the image of a Dad all cuddled up, giving his tired wife a break in the middle of the night, sharing the responsibilities, creating a bond over the pain of raising a baby, may never happen. Because I refuse to wake the poor guy who may have to go on a call or has been on a call all night. In reality, I would not be getting a break and more sleep anyways. I would be laying there listening, cause I know I would be done already, and it’d be done better. Oh,  just give me that baby already! Darn it! Whew, sorry! So, I tried it once with my first born. Haha haha.

A Volunteer Army

 Being part of an on call paid department has it perks too. I love the sort of freedom that comes with him sleeping at home verses a fire station, though some days that means less sleep for me, I am sure. He has more the option of going or not. Even though that has changed since he has become an officer. Also, you might guess, it is hard to find a flexible job that understands all the time he will miss.   This has sort of forced us to own a business to make ends meet. Can I get an Amen for no bosses?!

  When I married, I promised him I would follow him, where ever he might go. And go he has. Go. Go. GO. It is almost funny now, when he has to leave, rearrange, cancel countless plans, or miss an important event. Sure that is frustrating but think about what he is doing while gone. Saving.  Helping. Hero-ing.

So when your panties are in a bunch and feeling single, and not signed up for, think of me. Count your blessings and hug your family. If that isn’t enough, picture this. No one is promised a tomorrow. Is there a world you would regret how you are acting and feeling right now. Is there something you would do different about this moment if tomorrow wasn’t coming for him? I know I try not to let there be.

Tell me ladies, is there something you think of to get yourself out of a pity party?

Does any one else feel like they were bamboozled?