tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28183864527150155742024-02-07T00:46:32.696-05:00What Now????A little bit of funny, serious, and no holding back talk.What Now?????http://www.blogger.com/profile/05907317449616081631noreply@blogger.comBlogger42125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818386452715015574.post-74368149281116941102012-08-21T16:19:00.000-04:002012-08-21T16:19:09.089-04:00Kindergarden FundraisingI know that schools need funds to keep them going...<br />
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I know the State DOES NOT provide enough money per child...<br />
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I know that teachers DO NOT make nearly enough money for all they do...<br />
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I also know that it takes ALOT of money for our children to attend school and have all the fun experiences that go along with learning.<br />
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However I DO NOT agree that the school or PTA/PTO should put a price on what if anything parents must give.<br />
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Case in point...<br />
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My daughter is 5 had been in kindergarten for 4 (F-O-U-R) days when she brought home her first (of many I'm sure) fundraiser. We choose to make a donation to the school rather than ask our families and friends to buy this <strike>overpriced, never needed</strike> merchandise. This has been our practice. Child brings home fundraiser, we write check to school and forget all about it. <br />
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Now with this particular fundraising opportunity a note <strike>from some parent no one knows or cares to interact with</strike> accompanied it. This note stated that if the child did not sell at least 15 items or bring in a "donation" of $40 they would not get to participate in a party that will be taking place in the fall. <br />
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Herein lies my issue(s) 1. How dare you tell me how much I need to donate. 2. What happens if the parents really can't afford to pay $40 per child. 3. How dare you exclude any child whether or not their parents choose to participate in this <strike>extortion</strike> fundraiser. 4. Way to single out the kids whose parents choose to sit this one out regardless of the reason. <br />
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This situation has me fuming because I CAN NOT STAND when someone singles out a child and makes them feel different, less than, inadequate, or whatever word you want to use. Children should be included in any and all activities that come along with the school day and to say they won't be allowed if their parents don't pay is WRONG.<br />
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Well there is my rant...<br />
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Sidenote - just because we have decided that our family will not participate in fundraisers doesn't mean I will bash any family that decides they want their child to have this experience.<br />
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P.S. please don't take this personally if you are a parent who enjoys <strike>buying overpriced crap you don't need</strike> fundraising or making sizable donations to organizations not of your choosing.What Now?????http://www.blogger.com/profile/05907317449616081631noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818386452715015574.post-107896019571808262012-08-20T21:58:00.000-04:002012-08-20T21:58:43.791-04:00I'm Not Alone...Have you ever just "woke up" and come to the realization that you are not alone in the way you feel, the way you think, they way you act...well everything really????<br />
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I had an eye opener today. I really have no idea why all of a sudden these thoughts dawned on me...but nonetheless they did. There are some things that I try to do religiously and <strike>stalking</strike> checking in with at least some of my fav bloggers is one thing that always, I mean always cheers me up or at least relaxes me a bit. <br />
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Anyhow...<br />
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Today I was going through reading what some of my fav ladies (who by the way have no idea who the hell I am, nor do they care ;)) are up to and it hits me like a ton of bricks. Most of these women (most of them have lives that I dream of) have problems too. They have bad days, they have issues with their kids, husband, families. For some unknown reason I have put all of these "cyberfriends" (and I use the term friends loosely) up on a 10 foot pedestal and told myself that they have these perfect lives that are completely unattainable for someone like me. <br />
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And now I realize that this train of though I have been allowing and probably even encouraging is so unhealthy and ridiculous. Why is it that if anyone else has a problem or does something "wrong" I find it enduring and forgivable. Yet if it is me or my life I am hard on myself and downright miserable until I can find some other flaw to focus on. <br />
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Everybody has the good, bad and ugly that comes with life. Everyone ultimately wants the same things health and happiness for themselves and their family. And at the end of the day that is really the only thing that matters. Right????<br />
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(well health, happiness, and a great purse collection)What Now?????http://www.blogger.com/profile/05907317449616081631noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818386452715015574.post-18323750366365091992012-05-31T12:33:00.000-04:002012-05-31T12:33:11.924-04:00TO BLOG OR NOT????I quit blogging for multiple reasons...but mainly because I'm lazy...<br />
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I really feel like this was healthy outlet and I have no idea why I let myself quit! The only reason I can come up with is I am a quitter!!!<br />
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I tend to quit more things than I finish and I really hate that about myself. I would love to be one of the people who follows through with whatever they start no matter what it is or how much they hate it.<br />
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I have no idea when or why I started quitting things I just know this has become a pattern or habit and I cannot seem to break it. There are certain things that I don't actually quit but will continually want to quit and complain about while still doing them. (does that even make sense???)<br />
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Well in the last 9 month or however long it has been there have been BIG changes going on.<br />
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I WILL start blogging again and telling anyone who cares (probably just me) all about them. But I think this is enough for my first step towards blogging again.What Now?????http://www.blogger.com/profile/05907317449616081631noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818386452715015574.post-63437609461602032412011-09-12T09:37:00.000-04:002011-09-12T09:37:19.205-04:00ProcrastinationI am ready to admit it....<br />
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I AM A PROCRASTINATOR<br />
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there I said it, and now I feel like such a weight has been lifted.<br />
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I put everything off until the last minute.<br />
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I put schoolwork off...<br />
I put housework off...<br />
I put life off...<br />
I put EVERYTHING off.<br />
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and then I get pissed because I feel like I have no time, and no help, and everyone ends up pissing me off.<br />
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Why do I do this you ask?<br />
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I.HAVE.NO.FREAKING.IDEA.<br />
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I can't stand the fact that I do this.<br />
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and<br />
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I especially can't stand other people who do this (yes I judge them, and don't you judge me)<br />
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So here I am asking for help<br />
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HELP!!!!<br />
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How do I become the organized, responsible, well put together mom, woman, person I crave to be? I really want to be that person!!! I want to have more time, and still have accomplished the things that need to be done (and I don't mean in a unrealistic way). I don't want to be the person who puts everything off until the last minute. I don't. I don't. I don't.<br />
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Am I alone in this, or does any have any suggestions for me.<br />
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(by the way don't judge the spelling in this post...my laptop is screwing with me)What Now?????http://www.blogger.com/profile/05907317449616081631noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818386452715015574.post-71884246164239204502011-09-09T12:21:00.000-04:002011-09-09T12:21:45.868-04:00FriendshipsI am curious to know what you all think...<br />
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How do you know when an acquaintance has become a friend????<br />
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and<br />
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How do you know when friendships have just faded and are better left by the wayside????<br />
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Recently I have had a couple of these experiences where I am not really sure if this person wants to be considered a friend or maybe they are just being polite, or I am just in the right place at the right time, and they feel like talking.<br />
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I also have a couple of friends who I thought I was fairly close with who now seem to not have the time of day for me...ok maybe I am not that broken up about this friendship because it was pretty one sided anyways, but none the less it was a friendship.<br />
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I am not the type of girls who has a ton of friends especially girlfriends. I am not very outgoing, and I would most of the time rather not be surrounded by "snarky" women, and most women seem to be "snarky". Of course if I feel really comfortable I can become a little snarky, but I do want more to talk about than just the usual gossip. So this typically doesn't make me many female friends. Oh yeah, and I do not put myself out there!!!!<br />
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No I am just rambling and completely away from my original questions.<br />
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So please leave me a message and give me your take on friendship.What Now?????http://www.blogger.com/profile/05907317449616081631noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818386452715015574.post-15663179794998994632011-09-07T17:57:00.000-04:002011-09-07T17:57:42.274-04:00Where I Have BeenEveryone let me tell you where I have been....<br />
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<strong>NOWHERE</strong><br />
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I have had a HUGE case of the lazies...<br />
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I have felt overwhelmed with every aspect of my life...<br />
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and I have just been in a nasty funk.<br />
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This is nothing new, this normally happens to me from time to time, but once in a while it takes a little work to get me back into the swing of things.<br />
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I am hoping that with school starting again for me and the girls, a new routine will be established and that might help me gain some sort of stability. <br />
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Life is good and should be enjoyed so that is now my mission...(well while doing all the shit work too laundry, cleaning, cooking...)<br />
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So I am back and will try my best not to disappear again!!!!What Now?????http://www.blogger.com/profile/05907317449616081631noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818386452715015574.post-81314613599462909812011-08-19T08:34:00.000-04:002011-08-19T08:34:04.310-04:00Fawk You Friday<div align="center"><img alt="" src="http://i1180.photobucket.com/albums/x419/bbandablog/fufriday.jpg" /></div><div align="center">Linking up with Boobies again...check her out <a href="http://www.boobiesbabiesandablog.com/">http://www.boobiesbabiesandablog.com/</a> </div><div align="center">(she is pee your pants funny)</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="left">This week my big FAWK YOU's go to....</div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left">The construction men who are building a house behind mine. They think it's okay to work from 6 am until 9 or 9:30 pm.</div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left">Back to school shopping - why the hell is everything so expensive????</div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left">College Textbook - $200 for a book...really??? But I will pay it because I have no other choice.</div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left">Ants - yes those pesky little things that travel in hundreds. They have infested my kitchen and no matter what I do they survive.</div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left">So people there is my Fawk You's for this week, let me know what has been pissing you off.</div><div align="left"><br />
</div>What Now?????http://www.blogger.com/profile/05907317449616081631noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818386452715015574.post-89525617583991873982011-08-17T08:18:00.001-04:002011-08-17T08:23:03.081-04:0010 Lessons<div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" height="185" src="http://gallery.mailchimp.com/c18960637349c119319b723fa/images/workshop_button.png" style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; height: auto; line-height: 100%; outline-color: invert; outline-style: none; outline-width: medium; text-decoration: none;" width="185" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Alright I am going to attempt to conquer one of Mama Kat's writing prompts this week!!!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Here it is...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">10 Lessons your child could teach you.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Since I have 2 daughters I may alternate back and forth because as you may know they think I am quite possibly the stupidest human in the world at times.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">1. Patience - my younger daughter has more patience than my older one, however they both have way more patience than I could ever hope to have.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">2. Persistence - they are both like animals when they get an idea into their head they will not let go!!!<br />
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3. Money Saving Tips - neither one will spend a penny of their money (but they will spend mine very freely)<br />
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4. How to stop and enjoy the moment - Kids grow fast, too fast. I need to be reminded to stop and enjoy them.<br />
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5. How to stop worry all the time about everything - My kids have no worries (exactly how it should be for kids) but watching them enjoy something big or small reminds me that my life is pretty darn good.<br />
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6. Selflessness - my girls have taught me that it is no longer about me and my wants (or needs). I would do anything to make sure my kids are taken care of, and have every they want. When I was younger I never wanted kids, mainly because I was too selfish, but now I can't imagine a life without my girls. They are my world and I love that I have them. I wouldn't go back to my selfish ways for anything.<br />
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7. Cleaning - it is IMPOSSIBLE to have a completely clean house when you have children. Don't even waster your time trying. Pick up as you go and get someone to take them occasionally so that you can really clean. Otherwise you are wasting you time and energy, because as soon as you clean one area there will be children waiting to mess it right back up.<br />
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8. No matter how hard you try at some point you will become "one of those parents". Your children will act up when you don't want them to. Your children will embarrass you at some point. Your child will say something that will mortify you. Your child will do all of these things, and you just have to deal with it. I never thought I would become "that mom" however, it has happened on many occasions.<br />
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9. Noise Levels - It never fails that when you sit down to watch something on television that you want, is the exact moment your child will decide to pick up the loudest toy they own and play with it right next to you. They will also decide to scream, sing, or anything else that will make it impossible for you to watch, focus, or enjoy anything that doesn't give them your full and complete attention.<br />
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10. L-O-V-E my kids have taught me the meaning of true unconditional love. Not only how much I love them but how much they love me. A child's love for their parents is the most amazing feeling, they don't care what you have or what you can give them, they just want to be loved. I don't think I could love my girls anymore than I already do, but then something happens and my heart gets bigger and I realize that my love for them will always fill my heart no matter how big it gets.</div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">My girls have taught me many more lessons but these were the 10 that came to mind. I would love to hear what you have learned from your kids.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">And here they are the loves of my life my amazing girls.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div>What Now?????http://www.blogger.com/profile/05907317449616081631noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818386452715015574.post-31317311232647621152011-08-11T21:20:00.000-04:002011-08-11T21:20:41.866-04:00"And How Was Your Week"I would like to start out with some complaints (surprise, surprise)!!!<br />
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I am annoyed with construction men who think it is acceptable to work until past 9 pm??? First of all it is dark people, yes it is just getting dark, but dark is dark. And secondly, my daughter is in bed, most of the time asleep, and if you wake her I will want to kill you with a dull knife. After she goes to bed is the ONLY time I get kid-free, and I look forward to that so don't think you will take away my peace and quite.<br />
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I am annoyed with health food. I want to eat health, I really do. But the temptation of junk food is so overwhelming I really have no willpower and I will always want to eat the crap before the "good" stuff.<br />
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Again with the motivation/willpower I have absolutely none, zip, zero, zilch. I want to get back into a healthy weight range. I want to fit into my clothes. I want to live a more health life. Yes, I really do want all of these things, however, I have no idea how to find and keep my motivation. Any ideas???<br />
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These are just some of the things that annoyed me this week. And just so you know there are many things in my life that I am thankful for it's just not as much fun to write about those...<br />
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So how was your week????<br />
What Now?????http://www.blogger.com/profile/05907317449616081631noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818386452715015574.post-80561926794405978542011-08-11T09:32:00.001-04:002011-08-11T09:37:04.925-04:00Summer Fun Show Off<div align="center"><a href="http://www.thingsicantsay.com/" target="_blank"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://i904.photobucket.com/albums/ac246/shellthings/SummerFunShowOff-ThingsICantSay.png" /></a></div><br />
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I am linking up with Shell at <a href="http://www.thingsicantsay.com/">http://www.thingsicantsay.com/</a> for her Summer Fun Show Off...<br />
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Link up to your Summer Fun for a chance to win prizes from Ubisoft - <a href="http://www.ubi.com/">http://www.ubi.com/</a> <br />
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You may not know this about me but I am horrible when it comes to taking pictures. I don't mean I take bad pictures I mean I never have a camera and even if I do have a camera I never ever remember to use it. As a matter of fact I don't even own a camera right now....I know bad parent. However, my mom more than makes up for my lack of good parenting/skills. She always has her camera with her and ready. So luckily my kids lives are documented...just not by me. <br />
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So here are some of my favs (not all are from this summer, alright none are from this summer)<br />
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(Some are pretty old but I haven't copied my Mom's memory card recently so don't judge me I feel bad enough already!!!)<br />
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What Now?????http://www.blogger.com/profile/05907317449616081631noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818386452715015574.post-18598863187760610822011-08-07T22:17:00.000-04:002011-08-07T22:17:20.343-04:00"What's Going On In Your Pants"In my house there has been a rule made up recently, like while on vacation this June in New York. Here is the "rule"... we cannot discuss what is happening in our pants. Sounds a little strange, yeah it does to me too. Let me explain...<br />
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While in NY I had mentioned that we need to hit up a drugstore so that I could buy some girly products (period time -of course I was on vacation, when else would I start???). My "better half" decided that was more information than he needed to know/hear and I was told that it was an overshare. I promptly informed him that 3 of the 4 occupants of the car either has had or would be having periods and he lived in a house with ALL females so suck it up and drive. He decided he would pull rank and institute a new rule for the family. New rule being we are no longer allowed to speak of anything happening in our pants. <br />
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This new rule is funny for a couple of different reason but mainly because the "better half" is ALWAYS letting us know when he has had, needs to have, or simply cannot have a movement (as in bowel movement). So we are always aware of what is happening in his pants.<br />
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Okay so that is the backstory now let me tell you how this all ties into last week.<br />
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I was having some issues that kind of had something to do with what was going on in my pants. I really did think maybe I had a bad case of gas or something similar to that...but this is what happened.<br />
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On Monday, we had a busy day getting our 4 year old ready to start school on Wednesday. We took her shoe, clothing, and supply shopping. Yes, we did all of this in one afternoon. Have I mentioned that I am a procrastinator??? While shopping I started to get stomach cramps, nothing terrible but I was feeling like something just wasn't right. Like always I ignored my symptoms and continued on with life.<br />
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On Tuesday, the 16 year old went in the morning to have all 4 wisdom teeth removed. She was terrified, and I was anxious. I didn't like the idea of her being put under. Anyhow, everything went great with her. But in the meantime I was still have the cramps but they were beginning to become intense. Again, I ignored them and tended to my daughter.<br />
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Tuesday night at 8 p.m. I could no longer ignore the pain and decided to go to the Urgent Care. Once there I waited for approximately forever to be seen, and once the doctor took one look at me and my symptoms promptly informed me that I MUST go to the ER immediately. He was sure I had appendicitis. <br />
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So off to the ER I went, where I wait for another eternity to be seen by a doctor. Once seen by this doctor she too was sure I would need surgery to remove my appendix. Well let me tell you, that I let both of these doctor know I did not have time for surgery one kid was at home in pain from teeth removal, the other kid had her first day of school the following morning, and to top it off my mom was moving the next day. I could in no way, shape or form be in the hospital or laid up at home. Needless to say neither doctor cared or felt sorry for me.<br />
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So here is what happened... it turned out to not be my appendix, I actually have a cyst on my ovary. Extremely painful and very similar to your appendix bursting (so I'm told). I didn't need surgery, however, I was unable to take my daughter for her first day of school, and could only lay on the couch for the next 24 hours (but the pain meds were really good).<br />
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So my week wasn't great. But on a happier note my daughter is doing great. She ended up having one of the incisions become infected so they cut that open and gave her antibiotics, and she is back to her ole' self now. I am almost pain free and back in the swing of things. And my younger daughter only gives me a guilt trip once in a while about not being able to take her. However, I have had to promise that I will TRY to take her and pick her up for the rest of the year (notice the promise involved the word TRY).What Now?????http://www.blogger.com/profile/05907317449616081631noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818386452715015574.post-70529476668505056192011-07-27T11:37:00.000-04:002011-07-27T11:37:41.292-04:00Pour Your Heart Out<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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I am supposed to be pouring my heart out, but I really can't find any one thing that I am ready to pour my heart out about. I know this is a shock, because in my world there is always something that is happening and I need to vent, talk about.<br />
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I guess I am just going to talk about a couple of things that are happening right now.<br />
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First, I am not good with change (any kind of change). I look like I can deal with it and I act like it doesn't bother me but on the inside I am cringing, crying, stomping my feet and acting like a big baby. I like things to stay just as they have been because I know how everything works, and I feel comfortable with everything. <br />
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With this being said my life has some big (they are big to me) changes coming up...<br />
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My dad who has always lived relatively close to me is now moving further away (not far but just further)<br />
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My mom who has always lived close by and spent alot of time with me and my kids now is moving also (not far just moving) and has stopped spending as much time with us. I know this is nothing personal, and she is still the best Mom, and Mimi but it's just different.<br />
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And as you all probably already know my oldest daughter turned 16 in May, she got her license her car and I guess her freedom. She has turned into a very independent, responsible, and mature young woman. I am extremely proud, but I miss her needing me.<br />
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My "better half" works out of state and once again football season is upon us. Which means he will be gone 5 days a week and we will only see him long enough for him to get clean clothes and take off again. <br />
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My youngest is starting her second year of preschool and has grown up soooo much. I miss the baby stage, heck I even miss the toddler stage. She has become very independent and doesn't need me to do very much for her (I still have to pick up after her). <br />
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So it seems that there are alot of changes happening and the more I want thing to stay the same, the more they change. But I will put on my big girls pants (no jokes needed) and I will deal with everything, just like I always do.<br />
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This is whats happening in my world...hope you deal better with changes than I do.What Now?????http://www.blogger.com/profile/05907317449616081631noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818386452715015574.post-56456885405273558952011-07-26T18:19:00.000-04:002011-07-26T18:19:50.845-04:00School's Out!!!It's official I have finished all of my summer classes. I can now sit back and enjoy the rest of the summer. However, my youngest starts school in 7 days so that doesn't leave much time. But I will do my best to make August fun and memorable for my kids.<br />
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Now I just need to decide what to do...<br />
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I am not a parent who thinks that children should be entertained 24/7 but I would like to do some special things. It's hard to find things that I enjoy, that my 16 year old enjoys, and that my 4 year old enjoys. Sometimes it seems that is an impossible task. But I am up for it!!!<br />
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I will enjoy myself and my daughters will enjoy themselves (even if I have to make them)!!!<br />
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So I am off to begin my search of things to do with my wonderful girls.<br />
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Any suggestions???What Now?????http://www.blogger.com/profile/05907317449616081631noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818386452715015574.post-66992739398007404352011-07-25T21:40:00.000-04:002011-07-25T21:40:21.317-04:00To Marry or Not to Marry????In my house there have been conversations for many, many, many years about marriage. To marry or not to marry that is the question!!!<br />
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A little back story...<br />
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My "better half" and I have been together for almost 7 years. We have the house(s) (we currently own 2 homes with 2 mortgages...damn economy but that's another blog), we have the daughters, we have the car payments, we have all the monthly bills...(I could go on but I won't...)<br />
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So there has been some debate, I mean discussions regarding marriage. I think that we should at least be engaged (yes I want the damn ring, not so much the wedding but I really want the ring, come to think of it maybe I should just go buy a ring, because I have no need for the actual proposal or wedding)...Does it make me a little or alot strange that I have no desire for any of the over the top girlyness that weddings bring????<br />
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He thinks that things are good the way they are and not that he doesn't love me and want to spend the rest of his life with me but money would be more wisely spent on other things...such as college for the kids, retirement funds, saving for the future basically. Did I mention that he is obsessive about money. When it comes to money, he plans, and plan, and plans. He tends to be a workaholic and tries as hard as he can without killing himself to give us a great life. Which he does very well.<br />
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I love him and I know he loves me so is it really a big deal if I have a ring or not? Does that piece of paper actually have any significance in our otherwise happy existence? Are there still really people who can't believe that people like us wouldn't "just do it already"? Well the answer to the last one is yes, and I have met some of them (they are not pleasant people).<br />
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So whats your take on this situation????<br />
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What do you think about marriage???? <br />
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No I really do want your honest opinions.What Now?????http://www.blogger.com/profile/05907317449616081631noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818386452715015574.post-91780142297910831752011-07-22T10:18:00.000-04:002011-07-22T10:18:41.770-04:00Fawk You Friday<img alt="" src="http://i1180.photobucket.com/albums/x419/bbandablog/fufriday.jpg" /><br />
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It seems that the only posts I can manage lately are the Fawk You Friday...so here it goes.<br />
Check out Christy over at <a href="http://www.boobiesbabiesandablog.com/">http://www.boobiesbabiesandablog.com/</a> she is great!!!<br />
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Fawk You Friday <br />
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1. Fawk You to the Dad's out there that have no guilt going and doing something that doesn't involve the kids. I sadly am not like that, I feel guilty if I don't take them with me while doing something fun.<br />
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2. Fawk You heat... I know I was begging for summer but dang this 110 degree heat index is a bit much...wonder if its that global warming everyone was talking about?<br />
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3. Fawk You childhood immunizations I had to take my baby (well she is 4) to the doctor for a check-up and they gave her 5 shots! Well without a doubt we had D-R-A-M-A she kicked, screamed, and the tears were flowing. After that we got to deal with fever, sore legs, and more D-R-A-M-A.<br />
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and finally...<br />
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4. Fawk You to the oral surgeon who is removing my oldest daughters wisdom teeth. Really 2 grand for you to take out 4 teeth. And this is on top of the 5 grand we already spent on braces. Her mouth is worth more than a nice used car at this point. However, we will pay for it with a smile because I love my daughter and her smile is priceless to me. But I may come home and cry afterward thinking of all the purses I could have bought for 2 GRAND!!!<br />
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Hope you have a great week.What Now?????http://www.blogger.com/profile/05907317449616081631noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818386452715015574.post-72069223708990960202011-07-15T10:17:00.000-04:002011-07-15T10:17:04.484-04:00Fawk You Friday<img alt="" src="http://i1180.photobucket.com/albums/x419/bbandablog/fufriday.jpg" /><br />
I am linking up with Boobies, Babies & A Blog <a href="http://www.boobiesbabiesandablog.com/">http://www.boobiesbabiesandablog.com/</a> Click on this link and check her out. She is one of my must reads!!!<br />
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So here is my list of Fawk You's...<br />
(I have tons this week but I am narrowing it down to just a couple of big ones...)<br />
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1. Fawk Sleep...I can't sleep when I want to but when I can't sleep (because of stuff to do) I could sleep for hours.<br />
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2. Being an Adult -- I want to go back to summers when I was a kid. With no responsibility and just fun all day long.<br />
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3. Housework/Homework/and everything else that takes my energy...I have no energy/desire to do anything.<br />
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And finally a big fat FAWK YOU to: <br />
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Casey Anthony...I am sick and tired of her getting all this media attention. You killed your daughter and got away with it...now just go crawl into hole and don't let anyone see your face again. <br />
P.S. I will not watch a movie/television special or read a book that she will profit from.<br />
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So this is the short list...<br />
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Hope your week has been better than mine!What Now?????http://www.blogger.com/profile/05907317449616081631noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818386452715015574.post-60197504795483745552011-07-14T22:16:00.000-04:002011-07-14T22:16:08.346-04:00LazyWell as you can tell I have not posted a blog in over a week...why you ask? Well let me explain...Oh that's right I have no explanation at all, I mean none, can't even begin to make one up...<br />
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I am just lazy, and when I say lazy I mean lazy...as in not wanting to do anything. <br />
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I don't want to blog...<br />
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I don't want to do schoolwork...<br />
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I don't want to play with the kids...<br />
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I don't want to do a damn thing...<br />
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You know how some people suffer from seasonal depression in the winter? Well I think I am suffering from seasonal depression in the summer. How is this even possible? I love summertime!!! I love the sun!!!<br />
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What is going on with me????<br />
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I am really trying to get out of this funk, so please just hang with me. I promise to post some funny stories about things that have happened whether or not I wanted to be there when they did.<br />
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But for now I am going to continue to make myself put on my big girl pants and suck it up. Maybe if I pretend I want to do things, I will start believing that I actually do.What Now?????http://www.blogger.com/profile/05907317449616081631noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818386452715015574.post-71738424279745635252011-07-06T10:03:00.000-04:002011-07-06T10:03:11.085-04:00We Want to Know Wednesday!<a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="202" src="http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g328/OurDandelionWishes/WWTKbutton.jpg" width="320" /></a><br />
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Today I am linking up with We Want To Know Wednesday...go over and check them out...<br />
<a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/">http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.blogspot.com/</a><br />
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And now for the questions...<br />
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<center style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"><b>1. Name five of your favorite new blogs that you're reading.</b></span></span></center><center><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;">There are a couple of blogs that I stalk regularly...here they are</span></span></center><center><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;">Amy </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;">@ <a href="http://spreadalittlethin.blogspot.com/">http://spreadalittlethin.blogspot.com/</a></span></span></center><center><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;">Shell @ <a href="http://thingsicantsay-shell.blogspot.com/">http://thingsicantsay-shell.blogspot.com/</a></span></span></center><center><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;">Holly @ <a href="http://www.notaperfectmomsblog.com/">http://www.notaperfectmomsblog.com/</a></span></span></center><center><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;">There are many more but check these ones out first.</span></span></center><center style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"><b>2. When you were a young child or teenager, did you have an idea of how many children you wanted and what their names would be? Did you follow through on your ideas? </b></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;">When I was younger I hated kids. I didn't want to babysit or entertain any child. I was 12 when my nephew was born and I thought he was just a pain in my a** (I have since gotten over this), but I love my girls and would do it all over again.</span></span></center><center style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"><b>3. What is the silliest thing you fight with someone about? It could be your spouse, sibling, parents, co-worker, etc. </b></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;">I tend to fight with anybody about anything. I should have been a lawyer because I LOVE to argue. The silliest thing are probably when I argue with my 4 year old (yes I do argue with her)</span></span></center><center style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"><b>4. What is your favorite scent that others may not find very nice? </b>Ex. gasoline, sweat from your sweetie, etc. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;">I don't really have any crazy scents because my nose is super sensitive...I can't stand any really strong smells.</span></span></center><center style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"><b>5. What are your thoughts on plastic surgery? </b>(Have you had it? Want it? Regrets?) I haven't had any...but I totally would. There are alot of things I would fix if I had the money. Whatever make you happy!!!</span></span></center><div style="text-align: left;"></div><div style="text-align: left;">This was fun thanks for taking the time to read my answers!</div>What Now?????http://www.blogger.com/profile/05907317449616081631noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818386452715015574.post-72936499119248350032011-07-01T09:58:00.000-04:002011-07-01T09:58:42.757-04:00Fawk You Friday<img alt="" src="http://i1180.photobucket.com/albums/x419/bbandablog/fufriday.jpg" /><br />
I am linking up with Boobies, Babies, & A Blog for Fawk You Friday. If you haven't checked out this blog you should click the link immediately <a href="http://www.boobiesbabiesandablog.com/">http://www.boobiesbabiesandablog.com/</a><br />
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Alright so this is my first time with Fawk You Friday so here it goes....<br />
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Fawk You Summer vacation...my kids need a break from me as much as I need a break from them...<br />
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Fawk You "free" summer activities for kids...you end up costing me more than if I was to just pay for the damn activity.<br />
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Fawk You Mother Nature you keep teasing us with summer and then taking it right back away. I want a full day of sun NOW!!!<br />
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Fawk You well no Fawk Me because my house is NEVER clean and I am sick and tired of cleaning it.<br />
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Tell me how was your week?????What Now?????http://www.blogger.com/profile/05907317449616081631noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818386452715015574.post-62814310652716388032011-06-29T10:11:00.000-04:002011-06-29T10:11:37.814-04:00Hardest Decision Part II<a href="http://thingsicantsay-shell.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://i904.photobucket.com/albums/ac246/shellthings/pouryourheartout.jpg" /></a><br />
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Linking up with Shell over at <a href="http://thingsicantsay-shell.blogspot.com/">http://thingsicantsay-shell.blogspot.com/</a><br />
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So I left off, finding out that I was 16 and pregnant, and with my parents going through a nasty divorce battle.<br />
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I needed to decide which was the best/easiest way to break the news to my parents...but little did I know that telling them wasn't going to be left up to me. The baby's Dad (lets call him "J") decided to tell his mom, who in turn, decided it was her place to call my Dad and let him know all about the pregnancy. So once the shock and disappointment wore off, I knew I needed to tell my Mom and quick. I finally just blurted it out! My Mom said she had a feeling and then promptly started crying for days and days (like 3 or more). I have never felt more alone, humiliated, embarrassed, mortified, scared, and just overwhelmed. But no matter what else was happening between my parents they both sat me down and let me know that whatever my decision was they would be behind me and support me the best they could. I was told they were my parents no matter what and they would always love me. And to this day they are my biggest cheerleaders, and great support.<br />
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I decided that abortion wasn't a choice I was ready or willing to make and adoption was just completely out of the question for me, so I was having this baby. Well little did I know that having a baby changes everything, especially when you are 16 and have always been "the baby" of the family. I needed to grow up and fast. So that is exactly what I did. Now I am not going to sit here and tell you that everything was just perfect from that point on because I would be lying through my teeth, but I did make many changes right away. Baby's Dad "J" did not, and still has not. I decided that if I was having this baby I needed to do my best to make my life and this child's life the best that it could possibly be. <br />
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I knew this meant getting an education and a job. I am proud to say that after ALOT of hard work I graduated on time and did this while taking care of my now daughter and working to support our needs. I didn't always have great jobs, but I always had a job that paid. There were times when I worked two jobs just to make the money we needed to live. I have been going to college on and off for years now, but am happy to say that I will SOMEDAY get my college degree.<br />
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Needless to say because I am pretty sure you figured it out but baby's Dad "J" and I didn't work. He was young (so was I) however, I was willing and ready to grow up and take on the responsibility that I/we created. He wasn't and isn't a part of her life, but that is his thing and he will have to come to terms with himself and her when the time comes. He of course blames me for his lack of parenting, but he made the choices and he has to live with them. (I won't go into specifics but let me tell you this has not been friendly for a long time) I will say I have NEVER said a bad word about him to our daughter and she has always known who he is. She will need to make up her own mind about him and what she thinks/wants their relationship to be like. <br />
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Fast forward 10 years and I met the most wonderful man I have ever known. I had not been in any type of relationship for about 6 years at this point. So me and my daughter were just living life and I really thought we were happy and had everything we could have wanted or needed. Then one of my girlfriends invited me to go out with her and some friends, and I decided to go which was rare. However, that night I met my "better half". I told him from the start that I had a daughter who was my world and he would always take a backseat to her. He was okay with this. That should have been my first clue that he was a keeper. Anyways, we dated for about 2 months and then I thought maybe they should meet. That meeting left alot to be desired. My daughter hated him because she believed that he was coming in between us, and that to her was the worst thing that could happen. She learned that no matter who I dated or what was going on she was my number one priority. She opened up and fell just as much in love with him as he fell in love with her. They have the most amazing relationship today. They have days that are just for the two of them. He will take her shopping, then dinner and a movie, and she is learning what a Dad is supposed to treat you like. She is learning that there are men out there that will love you unconditionally, and he is teaching her just as much as she is teaching him. I am so thankful for the relationship they have developed.<br />
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My parents have always been the ones to help when I needed someone to babysit or just a shoulder to cry on, and then I met my "better half" and he taught me that there really are other people who want to be with you just because of who you are. No string attached.<br />
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I have tons more drama that goes through out the past 16 years but I don't want to bore you, so let me know if you want me to keep going!!!What Now?????http://www.blogger.com/profile/05907317449616081631noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818386452715015574.post-52491243054105372832011-06-27T10:40:00.000-04:002011-06-27T10:40:39.436-04:00I'm Bored...what is there to do???Summer means no school and in my kids eyes that means there is nothing to do and they are continually complaining they are bored. Like I should be entertaining them or something. I don't think so...<br />
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I have my own stuff to do, like homework, dishes, cleaning, laundry, cleaning some more (it never ends around here), oh and cooking (yeah right). Anyway, I resolve that I will take my kids out and do something fun with them at least 3 times a week.<br />
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I admit it I am a complete and total homebody. I LOVE. LOVE. LOVE. being home. I am not someone who needs to be doing something outside the house at all waking moments. I would rather be home doing homework, dishes, cleaning, laundry, cleaning some more (it never ends around here), oh and cooking (yeah right). That's right I said it I would rather be doing things at home then out running around doing crap that costs money and just makes me crazy.<br />
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So this summer I will take my kids out to do something fun at least 3 times a week, and this is on top of the 2 nights a week the little one plays T-Ball. Whew am I striving to be the greatest mom of all time or what????<br />
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Let me know what you do with your kiddos during summer and how many times per week do you take them to do things outside of the house (the backyard doesn't count, or so I have been told).What Now?????http://www.blogger.com/profile/05907317449616081631noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818386452715015574.post-45220061457197264922011-06-22T22:14:00.002-04:002011-06-22T22:14:07.818-04:00Sorry I haven't been here!!!I am just returning for a week with the in-laws in NY...I will continue with my blog as soon as I am unpacked and everything returns to normal (like that will ever happen).<br />
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Thank You all so much for the positive feedback from my Hardest Decision post, and I am going to posing the next part shortly...so please hang with me until sanity returns.What Now?????http://www.blogger.com/profile/05907317449616081631noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818386452715015574.post-77285531746339935652011-06-15T09:20:00.001-04:002011-06-15T09:20:47.445-04:00Hardest Decision - Part 1<a href="http://thingsicantsay-shell.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://i904.photobucket.com/albums/ac246/shellthings/pouryourheartout.jpg" /></a><br />
When I was sixteen I was faced with the biggest life changing decision I have ever had to make!!!<br />
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Let me give you a little insight into my sixteenth summer...<br />
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In July I turn the BIG 1-6, which meant I got my license, then in August I found out my parents were divorcing after 21 years of marriage, then in September I found out I was pregnant (more on this in a minute). Whew that was quite a summer...right????<br />
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To put it mildly I had some major life changing things going on, and some very real, very hard decisions that had to be made. The first major issues I had to deal with was the divorce, and this was only because my parents decided to fight for custody of a pregnant 16 year old. Why either of them wanted me is still beyond my comprehension. But they did, and I was made to sit with a Judge in her chambers and basically pick which parent I "liked" more and therefore wanted to live with. Not a healthy situation for any child to go through. Well I decided I would be the stubborn little brat that I was known for being and I told that Judge just what I thought of the situation and that I REFUSED to choose between my parents and she could just do whatever she wanted. In the end my Mom got custody, but I was 16 not exactly a little kid and chose to see my Dad everyday. I still to this day have the most amazing relationship with both of my parents, and am continually grateful for them both of them.<br />
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Okay back to the pregnant 16 year old girl. After much (ALOT) of consideration, crying, debating, crying, ignoring, crying, talking, and crying some more I decided that I was keeping this baby. Boy oh Boy I had no idea what any of this meant, but I was keeping MY baby. Little did I know at this point in my life this was going to be the biggest, most life changing, best decision I have ever made. Of course at this point I have the "happily ever after" scenario in my head. Being young and a kid myself, I thought I could take on and conquer anything...<br />
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More coming later...if anyone wants to hear more.What Now?????http://www.blogger.com/profile/05907317449616081631noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818386452715015574.post-1557000240802617832011-06-14T21:57:00.000-04:002011-06-14T21:57:36.775-04:00Affection<a border="0" href="http://thereddressclub.blogspot.com/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img src="http://i856.photobucket.com/albums/ab126/kates78/rememberedbutton.jpg" /></a><br />
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Affection...isn't this something that everybody wants and craves???? The answer is NO.<br />
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Growing up hugs, kisses, cuddles, and many many praises were normal in my household.<br />
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My parents are very affectionate, sometimes to a fault. (my parents aren't weird pedophiles or anything, just very loving people) This is how I grew up and what I am/was used to. This is how I learned to show love. When you love someone you hug them, you kiss them, and you praise them.<br />
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But then I met my "better half"! He is not opposed to affection but definitely lacks in the affection department. He is not a hugger, not a kisser, not a cuddler. This is not to say he doesn't do these things, he does, just not on a regular basis. He is much better with the 4 year old then he is with others, but it still isn't the amount I grew up with. He grew up with just his Mom (his Dad passed when he was young), not sure if this has anything to do with his "shying" away from affection, just an observation on my part.<br />
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As you can imagine this was quite an adjustment for me. In previous relationships and from what I saw growing up I was used to couples holding hands, kissing, cuddling on the couch while watching T.V. and these things just seemed foreign to him. Slowly he has come around to my way of thinking, and slowly I have become more like him. I think this happens with alot of couples, maybe we are more normal than anyone could have ever imagined!!!<br />
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There are times when all of us need our space, but there are also times when everyone needs a hug, kiss, or just a special look that lets them know they are not alone and there are people who love and care for them.What Now?????http://www.blogger.com/profile/05907317449616081631noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818386452715015574.post-37499151745372185562011-06-13T10:16:00.000-04:002011-06-13T10:16:21.052-04:00Summer is almost here!!!Summer is almost here officially - in our house anyway.<br />
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Alexis (16 year old) has 3 1/2 days (getting out at 11:10 am) of finals, then she will be done until the first week of September. She is going to be a Junior...where has the time gone????<br />
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Ryan (4 year old daughter...yes she has a boys name) will be done with her first year of preschool tomorrow at 11:30 am (it looks like my "better half" will miss this special event because of stupid baseball and the games getting rained out)....Ryan will be starting her second year of preschool in the beginning of August. This will be bittersweet, because on one hand I want her to stay my little girl, and I know she will and must grow up.<br />
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I am getting old!!! I am not ready for my kids to grow up and need me less and less every day. I know this is how life works but I am having a hard time with it.<br />
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Alexis is 2 years from graduation and going off to college, but I can already feel the pang in my heart from the empty nest syndrome. I will miss her, attitude and all. Wow I can't believe I just said I will miss the attitudes!! Ryan will miss her big sister ALOT!!!<br />
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Summer is always an exciting time in our household. We travel and have lazy days, and just enjoy each others company. However, it also means that we are one summer closer to my kids leaving home (Ryan has awhile), and going off on their own. I AM NOT READY FOR THIS!!! I just want to keep my kids home and with me for as long as possible. They are my babies and I am not ready for them to leave. <br />
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Oh and by the way my daughter received a car for her 16th birthday back in May....so this summer I may not be seeing her as much as I want. Either that or there may be fights because I want her home and she wants to be with friends.<br />
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I just hope they realize how much I love and treasure the moments we do have together.<br />
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