Tuesday, February 2, 2016

To The Little Old Lady at Grocery Store

Thank You.

Thank you for stopping me while I was bagging my groceries to tell me how much you liked my hair, thank you for telling me how beautiful I was when I turned around. That smile, that was genuine.

Unfortunately, I am terrible at accepting compliments, I never know what to say aside from my cheeks turning red and saying Thank You. I assure you though, you made my day.

I'm not going to lie, as a redhead I get comments on my hair all the time, always have. Yes, you'd think I would be used to it after 35 years, I'm not. This was different, and let me tell you my pony tail was not all that fabulous today! This, this was kindness from a lovely older woman that had her own hair perfectly curled and her make-up on and I wish I hadn't been so flustered at the time and could have told her that. I wish I could have told her that she was the sweetest and made this tired on the verge of a nasty cold mom that didn't want to be out of bed much less grocery shopping feel...beautiful. This isn't a search for compliments or looking for "oh of course you are", that's not the point of this post at all. My husband and my friends must abide by the unwritten code of agreeing. This is just a public thank you to a woman I will never see again.

As for everyone else, let's try to be more like that little old lady. Let's try to stop people and compliment their shoes, their hair, their well behaved kids. So many times I will be behind someone at Starbucks or Target (where else would I be?!) and think "wow, they look adorable" but I don't say anything. Why? Why do we keep it to ourselves? Let's share the beauty and share the love, you never know just how much that one little sentence could mean to someone that day.

Saturday, January 9, 2016

Walk down memory lane


Aiden's birthday always makes me think back to when I first found out I was pregnant. We'd been together 3 years, we were living together and even though we hadn't talked about it, I think we both figured this was it. I honestly don't remember what I felt back then. I was happy, I was busy working multiple jobs, I was just enjoying life. What I do remember is buying a test after work and going home to take it. I don't remember which job Jared had at the time but I know he got home really late. I want to say maybe he was baking muffins for Perkins and worked some kind of crazy shift. I know that I set my alarm that night for work and went to bed. When the alarm went off I got out of bed and called off sick, then crawled back in and waited for him to wake up.

When he finally woke up I remember telling him and crying. I didn't know what we'd do or how he'd take it. We were young, we didn't have a plan for the future, we very much lived in the moment. In that moment though, and the following minutes, hours, he showed me just why I fell in love with him. Why it was going to be okay. Why I could spend the rest of my life with him by myside. He pulled me close and kissed my head "why are you crying? Isn't this supposed to be a happy thing?" I laughed and hugged him as tight as I could. From that day on, it was a happy thing.

Our life hasn't always been perfect, we've had our share of ups and downs but we've always had each other. No matter what we always know who has our back. I look at my now teenager and he's so much of the good in both of us. He's kind and considerate, he's loyal and trustworthy, he's funny and sarcastic. He's my baby and he's taught me so much about myself, about the mother I want to be, about the friend I want to be...about the person I want to be.

I can't imagine my life any other way. People say that all the time and it sounds so cliche but it's so true.


happy 13th birthday!





Saturday, January 2, 2016

The Resolutions Post

I wasn't going to post anything about resolutions because who wants to read another one of *those* posts.

The thing is, for me, Jan is the first time I can sit and think after my birthday and as I've mentioned before my birthday hit me like a ton of bricks. So, this year I need to make some changes. I need to find ME and find my happy. My life is pretty great already. My kids kind of rock and my husband makes me smile every day. I recently found a quote to my wall that says "I love you and I like you" and I'm struck by just how true that is. So many times the people we love we don't always like...and vice versa. When you find those people that fit both, hold on tight, they're the keepers.

I'm getting off subject here though.

Do you make resolutions? Big ones for the year, little ones for the month? The week?
Right now, I'm trying to focus on eating better. I can't go crazy and deny myself everything (as I sip a glass of wine while writing this) but I need to cut back on the fast food, the crap lunches at work and then lack of water. I hate water so that's a big one.

I also want to do more creative stuff just for fun, not because I'm planning a party (although I do LOVE a party!) but just because I want to create something. Write, use my fancy cameo, scrapbook, take pictures...something. Something, every single day, that is for just me and makes me happy. Tonight, it's this post. I almost went to bed instead...and to be honest, that qualifies as something I love! I love my sleep! BUT, instead, I grabbed my laptop and am sitting on the couch while 2 of my boys watch the old Star Wars movies. This my friends, this is the good stuff.

I suppose I should add "update blog pictures" to the list. My kids are almost 13 and 7.5...although that screaming over Santa's cookies is still one of my favorites!

Happy 2016! Whatever you decide to do this year, I hope you do it...and if you don't, that's okay too. Let's not call them resolutions...how about suggestions? :)



Friday, January 1, 2016

Facebook Haters

**this post was saved as a draft in June of 2014.**

All the time we hear about how annoying Facebook his, how people complain or post too many pictures of their kids, their husbands, their pets...whatever it is. I'm guilty of this, some people are just annoying and usually that means that I block their posts or delete them all together. Why? Because they're not my real life friends, most of my real life friends don't post annoying shit...but then again, sometimes they do. Ya know what? Who cares.

Most people post about what is going on in their lives right now. Yea, someone may post too much about their kids, their "amazing" significant other, their pets, school work, complaining about work...but it's what is going on RIGHT NOW, what else would you have them say? Some are fake and we know they're fake, we know your husband isn't that amazing and we know your kids fight just as much as ours do but whatever. It is what it is and so why sit around bitching and moaning that this person complains about work all.the.time and that person posts way too much about their crappy college courses. I'm sure I post too many pictures of my kids (lies, my kids are freaking cute, I know) but ya know what? That's my life right now and I'm not going to apologize for it.

The Facebook haters are just as annoying as those that post all those things we find so annoying. Newsflash, Facebook is annoying. It is. We have over 100, 200, 300+ friends, we talk to maybe 10 of them on a regular basis and probably want to actually hang out with even less. We're nosy and we want to know if that person we went to highschool with got fat, if that ex boyfriend married the girl he cheated on us with, if your best friend from when you were 6 is still a brat. The internet is a magical wonderful place, perfect for pissing us off and finding fault in everyone else while we sit around convinced that we can't possibly be *that* annoying. But we probably are.

I've said that if I would run down a different aisle at the grocery store to avoid you (come on, you know you've done it!) then I don't want you on my friend list. It's true. Why am I going to share my day to day annoying life with people that I wouldn't want to say hi to if I bumped in to them in person? It doesn't make sense!

**a year and a half later and I still delete people I wouldn't say hi to at the grocery store or I just don't accept their friend request to begin with.