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Now, tonight I would like to call this post, as I have heard others refer to it as, Class Participation Time where you the viewing audience is being invited to share your opinions. See, only 2 of you got the drift last Wednesday and took the subtly when I said "Talk amongst yourself". Tonight I will make it nice and clear so all can understand...Class Participation means that you, my internet readers are my Class and I would like for you to participate by leaving your thoughts in the comment section. There really aren't any rules to it except you must identify yourself so I know who you are. I say this so that if you put something mean about me I know how to adequately respond. Well, that and I would just like to know what your opinions are on certain topics out there. As a note, last Class Participation time I fully appreciated those 2 participants input. Jen and Stephanie really gave me a new look at my dilemma and I respect there opinion. I still have not come to a conclusion but I am now considering a new point of view because of you guys, thanks!
Tonight's topic of discussion is Parenting. I know there are tons of you out there who probably have some great insights, so I expect a good turn out of advice. As many of you know (or might not know) Derek and I are planning on opening up the baby factory this month. Meaning next time (men and sheepish folks stop reading NOW) when I ovulate we are going to try and turn it into a little embryo. So, you can just imagine the settling of reality that is occurring as we speak. I have always longed to be a mom. When my sister was going through some rough times, and my sweet baby boy lived with me, I cherished that time. I didn't care that I was the only 19 year old with no social life because I cherished my evening walks and bottle/bedtime with my sweet baby boy. He stayed with me around the clock, I was his primary care giver. But with that being said, I am totally freaking out here folks. I keep reading and hearing people who HATE having kids. Who miss there kid-free life so much. They are being honest, I know, but it makes me think that maybe I am living in this fantasy world because I want a family. My sister and her husband adore their family. I never hear out of her mouth regret for her family. But then I think that maybe she is just lying and covering up the fact that above everything she yearns for the days where she was kid-free. I think this because I have just discovered some very unpleasant post pregnancy things that neither sister ever considered sharing with me. If they aren't telling me those things, what else are they keeping from me. Even my director at work tells me it will be the biggest mistake I will ever make. She is encouraging me to stay an Aunt and don't become a mother. Now, I do realize that her comment is quite extreme but I can't help but beg the question: Am I missing something? I am totally disillusioned? Should I close up baby factory ASAP before I too become one of those women who tried to warn me?
Okay, tell me truth. And just don't tell me to experience parenthood because you want me to suffer along with you. I need to know: Is having kids really that bad?
Against D's initial will, we went on our 3rd blind couple date and I am finally able to report that it was a success. Compared to the other 2 times, this was like love at first sight! The first couple we ever went out with did get a second date but to our disappointment the husband smoked AND was a youth leader. D and I have no problem with people who smoke but do have a problem with people who smoke and who are also youth leaders in a church. We both feel that if you take up leadership in a church you are held to a higher standard hence neither of us being leaders because we enjoy acting like heathens! Now the second couple we went out with turned out to be super duper strange Christians so that didn't work. The night was great until the girls husband asked if D and I wanted to go to a couples bible study. We might had considered it if it was any night other than Wednesday because that is D's guy night. Ever since D moved here, and as long as I can remember, one night a week the guys would get together, order take out and watch there favorite shows. In the past year the night has moved from Tuesday to Wednesday. It's his night and that is something I will never take away from him. Well, the super dupers thought this was very unchristian of us to not go to bible study because of some television programs. I tried to explain to them that it is more that the television it's D's guy time. There was no hearing it. For now on they would just have to pray for our television watching souls because we all know that the more bible studies you go to the better your chances are at getting into heaven! Well, round 3 was a success from the start. I had told D if it was going bad we would bail after dinner and go home. But within the first 10 minutes we decided to ditch the movie plan and go bowling! We had a blast! It went so well that even pictures were taken! If I could offer anyone any piece of advice on how to start off a couples blind date well it would be this: Go eat at a wings place. Guys love wings. Guys bond tightly over wings. Wings + Guys = Success! Remember that formula!
Christy, Me and Adrienne
D, Nate and Chris
Now for our wonderful weekend, it will involve replacing the items that Emily has broken or continues to break. At the moment I am typing this on the desktop. So? You might say. Well, I always use the laptop. I have actually become very territorial over it. However I keep breaking the wireless card. After this weekend I will have bought 3 wireless cards. But really, it isn't my fault. I was destined to break things. Just last night, I broke my nail. I broke my nail bowling on our blind date. But it is really how I broke it. I dropped the stupid bowling bowl and while it was falling out of my hands my stupid thumb got caught in the hole and my nail ripped off. I mean, who do you know that acquires a casualty bowling? And if that isn't proof enough, while I was tearing my thumb nail off my sister was being rushed to the emergency room with a sliced hand that required stitches. Apparently she was getting a Pyrex dish down from the cabinet and forgot about the glass plates that laid on top of the dish. They fell crashing down leaving poor Jenn with a sliced up hand. It required numerous stitches. This is why I encourage everyone to buyTupperware. So, this ***** klutz gene is hereditary. My father being the worst of the ***** klutz. So it shouldn't be any surprise to D that I will end up breaking everything eventually. Except my digital camera. I adore my digital camera. That I will treat like it is my child which I hope I don't break like I do everything else! Poor baby *******, I apologize already for your Mom's klutziness (no, I am not prego yet, just preparing my apology).
When D and I got married, we went out all the time with his work friends...there was a pretty large group of us and we would go to dinner and a movie almost every weekend. Over the past year that group has dwindled off for various reasons. One of our friends got divorced and moved to Idaho. The two girls who would bring there flavor of the months are currently so fascinated with this months flavors that they can't see the light of day. So, that leaves only one friend, dear Phil who as of recent has become quite the recluse. Unfortunately D has joined Phil's side. D and I have in the past tried to find other friends from different areas. The two times we have gone on these blind dates of sort they have completely bombed. Trying to get D to meet new people is like pulling teeth, it's more painful for me because he fights me all the way. He tends to get this trait from certain members of his family. If D had his way the computer would be his one and only friend. For me, I am always looking for new faces. I am very much a introvert but am not stupid that I don't realize how important building friendships outside of 208 Solomon Ave. is. This week I met this friend of my dear friend. We hit it really well. You know, it's hard to find others who watch every rerun of Sex and the City with the remote in one hand and a Martini in other then wake up on Sunday and are in church! So, tonight will be round 3 of meeting friends. We are going out with 2 other couples, one of which being my new friend Adrienne and her hubs. D is frustrated. He has complained. He has tried to come up with excuses of why he doesn't want to go. I am just not hearing it. Nope. We are going out. I will break his recluse cycle. His main complaint: I keep trying to match him with other engineers. Hmm....how mean of me trying to find other couples that we would have something in common with. Geez, I am a bad wife. I told D that I promise the next couple we go out with will be gay ice skaters. Maybe then that will make him feel happier. So wish us luck tonight because we really need some couple friends and I really like this couple. And yes, I do realize that if D reads this he will so be mad at me for posting this for the internet world to see.
Please stay tuned for your regularly scheduled blog
Okay folks, I am going to write this super duper fast before I loose my network connection again. I have not been gone by choice, I promise but gone due to a broken wireless card. Umm...that will make it card #2 that I have busted and will be purchasing card #3 hopefully soon, possibly tomorrow!
For those of you who were concerned about my Dad though, we did get the test results back today. In a nutshell, it's one of those good news/bad news deals. Bad news first: The cancerous sucker is still there in his colon. Good news: The cancercous sucker shrunk by 50% which means Dad is responding to the chemo. Now it is up to the Mantle Cell specialist to decide which route to take as far as his future treatments are concerned. Yeah, Cancer sucks!
Okay, considering I am on borrowed time here and completely exhausted, I will leave you all with this little thought. Since working for Family Tree I have learned to strongly dislike these "Crisis Pregnancy Centers" because they refuse to work with any adoption agency and really only promote parenting which to me is wrong. Women in crisis should be given every option as far as a plan for the child. Every option meaning here are some families waiting to adopt. Here would be the process if you would choose so. I don't mean a quick 1 second "Yeah, it's out there" approach. When I speak to a pregnant woman I totally talk about each and every option available to her. If a Joe Schmoe would call and ask them if they work with agency's they will freely say "Yes" but trust me, they are just saving face. I know this because I have tried to make appointments with these hooha's they refuse to speak to me. I don't like them. I want nothing to do with them. But now my Bible Study has decided to have a "Baby Shower" for them. I don't want to go. Heck, I will NOT go and give these idiots a penny of my money. So, do I tell my Bible Study leader that I just can't make it and leave it at that -OR- should I tell her the truth of why I don't want to go? Should I stick up for what I believe or just brush it under the rug and be passive about the whole thing? All right, talk amongst yourself, I am sure this will lead to some interesting comments!
Okay, fine, the title to this post is really a big fat lie...I have no excitement here to sell to anyone. D and I had a very quiet uneventful weekend. It was so freezing outside that we minimized our outdoor exposure and on Friday night rather than going out to rent a movie we just did the whole InDemand HD thingy and enjoyed a night-in watching "The Terminal". I forced D out of his cocoon Saturday because I sure as heck was not about to freeze alone during the annual Sam's Club run...you want deodorant buddy, you come freeze along with me! And what a great guy he is. After our errands I insisted on going across the street to AC Moore because they were having the most amazing 40% off sale. Of course I took longer than the normal promised 5 minutes as D sat in the car twiddling his fingers and by the time I returned it was a blizzard outside. I kid you not, because you all know how non-sarcastic I am, I went into the craft store ~ clear blue skies ~ I walk out of the craft store ~ Blizzard! So that evening I watched as mounds and mounds of snow cruely piled higher and higher with each passing hour. As I slowly sipped my numerous Martini's I kindly reminded myself that there are only 34 more days until I blow this snow joint goodbye and get me some sun!
Have a great week all....I hope something vaguely exciting happens this week that doesn't require extra work from me but just enough that I can sound cool on the internet once again!
Oh, well, what a downer...as I typed this I am realizing that on Wednesday Dad will get his test results back and we will know if these last couple months of aggressive chemotherapy zapped the cancerous sucker in his colon. If it didn't he will need major surgery. Darn, why is my exciting always got to be followed with cancer? Hang on there Daddy, it's gotta be smooth sailing from here!
I might be speechless but at least I can still type!
I had one of those days that makes you say "Told you so" to women who insist that their husbands are their only needed outlet to the outside world. To the women who feel like girlfriends just aren't that important and are overrated. I know I have posted about this before, or at least have had this conversation with myself at some point of time, but it is always refreshing to remind yourself of some great wisdom that you continuously discover. I spent time with a friend I feel like is my hand in glove kind of friend. The type of friend that when you walk away from them you feel like you are perfectly okay. I also love having a friend who has amazing wee ones because it's after those times that you can muster up the strength and begin to believe that you too can see yourself adding a loud little life into your quiet little duo. And thank goodnes for such a day to remind me of how normal I have become.
As I returned home with many stories and thoughts to share with my husband, I was stopped dead in my tracks with one little picture.
It came with no explanation, not like it needed to, nor did I have to look long to recognize those familiar faces. I knew. And with my hand over my mouth I just sat and stared at this picture for hours and hours. Dissecting each face with my eyes and remembering back to a time where at that particular moment I felt apart of something I could have had only dreamt of. This picture came as quiet a shock. Just by looking at it I am sure many of you probably can't figure out why. I don't talk about my past much, because, not to be so cliche, but I don't like allowing my past to dictate my future. But for people to thoroughly understand what you're feeling, sometimes you must. Growing up the way I did, my definition of family typically differed from what others had for themselves. My family consisted of my mother, grandmother and my two sisters. I also had a father and a step-mother that I only saw 3 days out of each month except for holidays the visits would be a little longer. At a late age I realized that this was not the typical family make up. I also realized that not every family got evicted, or that they had to sell there soul to the church in order to have groceries. I used to dream that I was actually adopted and my real family would come find me soon. When I turned 13 years old, in my mind my real family did find me. John and Sheryl Lafalce became my make believe "real" family and remained that way for 4 years. I won't go into great detail about those years, but you just need to know that to me, that was my dream family and each night when I would sleep over, as Sheryl would come in and kiss me goodnight, I felt normal. When I was 17 years old, and needed them the most because it was then my world began to crumble once again, my family left me and moved to Colorado. The fairy tale ended and we never really heard from them again. I believe it was just to painful Sheryl for reasons I think I understand, and I might write about that at a later date as this is already becoming longer than I had expected. But for now I sit and bring myself back to a time when I felt normal. And now, eleven years later I can honestly say that it is no longer a fairy tale but a reality. I finally do feel normal.
I am just so wiped out tonight! Add an asthma attack on top of exhaustion and it just isn't a good thing. So I am turning off the laptop early..shutting down the brain (not to say it isn't already) and going to bed. While your waiting for my next post I will leave you with some shopping to do. I am not sure if you noticed the pretty (and ironically Christmas looking) link I added. It is to my friend Jenn's site. I met Jenn over 10 years ago while working at Family Christian Stores (which really needs to take the title 'Christian' out of it's title, but that's a topic for a different day). Poor Jenn, who is a couple years older than me, met me while I was in high school and put up with my bratty princess behaviors. Thank God I grew up and she hung on and saw the potential in me because now I consider her a treasured dear friend. She is a stay-at-home mom of 4 gorgeous kids; 2 boys 2 girls, the perfect mix and homeschool's each of them. To help with the bills so she can stay home, she has started selling Tupperware as an independent consultant. We all know how hard it is to raise kids with just one income....and you know how hard it is to serve your kids glass cups.
So, go check out Jenn's site and buy some plastic cups, it'll cause less fights.
**Blogger is being really idiotic and won't let me link so please use the link to the left (remember the Christmas looking one) and get to her site that way!
I really didn't plan on continuing the topic from Monday's post. I have ended up talking about the subject matter to 2 other women who are bold enough to openly admit that they too get frustrated when their significant others decide to turn the tables on them an intrude on their me time. I was so glad to hear that it is not only me that let's out a disappointed sigh when the significant other announces his invasion plans on me. Not as if it was enough to hear it from 2 other reliable sources, how stinkin ironic is it that this same subject was the beginning topic of the Sex & the City rerun on TBS last night (please note: I do prefer watching the reruns on HBO).
And strangely enough Derek didn't feel well today and came home early. See I come home for lunch each day. And for that half hour I absorb the silence and the joy of being utterly alone. I am never alone. D never leaves. He is always here. And by always here I mean he goes to one place, and one place only and that is work. If he is not at work you can be guaranteed that he is here. If he is not here, or at work he is with me. Now me on the other hand, I am not always at home. D get's his alone time to do his alone things. I go to my girlfriends houses. I go to Bible Study. I travel to see my family. But not D. He just stays here. So, the times that he is not here (which is only when he is at work) I relish. I love. I look forward too. Today D called me at work at 2:15 saying he was going home because he was not feeling well. I had not had lunch yet so I dropped everything I was doing and ran home to enjoy the 15 few minutes of this day that I would have alone. The rest of the afternoon just wasn't the same. I rely on those 30 minutes. D doesn't quite understand what the difference is whether he is here or not. I have never been able to put it into words. I have just had to tell him to trust me, it's different. I have never been able to put it into words until last night while I was watching my Sex & the City rerun as Carrie Bradshaw put it so eloquently:
"I miss walking into my apartment with no one there and it's all quiet and I can do that stuff you do when you're totally alone. Things you would never want your significant other see you do. My SSB: my Secret Single Behavior."
Even the writers of my dear show know this dilemma all us females reach at some point in our lives. I know my SSB's. For one..when I get home for my break I walk in, throw my shoes off, take off my glasses and raid the frig. Only I don't actually take the time to make a sandwich, I take each of the sandwiches components and eat them separately while sitting on the floor at my coffee table watching TLC. It's behavior like that that D would think was totally weird,it's stuff you just can't do in front of men. So confess ladies, what is your SSB? Don't make me feel alone.
For the life of me today I just couldn't concentrate...total ADHD girl today. I would just stare and stare at that pesky old computer screen in front of me and kept forgetting what the heck I was supposed to be working on. I have just had the most random thoughts running through my mind all day long...completely totally random. How random you may be asking? Well this just must be your lucky of luckiest days because I am going to share them you...you oh so dear internet:
1. I am so so lovin my hair right now. Like lovin it as I did in High School when it was long and pretty and so cheerleader'ish
2. How on earth am I supposed to take a rapper seriously with a name like Twista. I mean, the song was sounding good until MTV had to announce the name of the rapper and then I just lost respect...how freekin pathetic has the Rap industry gotten that they have to name themselves after a meal option on the KFC menu.
3. While listening to Collision Course CD I am all about the Jay-Z part and D has always been liking the Linkin Park part better. But now that I have had him listen to it for a while now...he is starting to like Jay-Z...that is just so cute because D doesn't really like Rap!!
4. I am going to be having one heck of a time deciding what to watch on T.V. tonight because there are 3 shows that come on at the same time and my DVR can only record 2 at one time. Good news is that Veronica Mars is a rerun.
5. I spent way WAY to much money on eBay this weekend....darnit to heck, how on earth am I going to explain to D why I can't pay for my student loan this month because I won 3 auctions that I was hoping to loose along with the other 5 that I did want to win...ooops! And this is the reason I am so very thankful I took Heather's advice and have separate checking accounts b/c now I have time before I have to break the news to him.
6. I am in love with Chocolate Martini's and by love I mean throw away every other type of drink in my frig I am just all about the Chocolate good stuff!
I know, that was such a boring post and probably a huge waste of your time and for that I apologize. I promise I will be more exciting after a few more Martini's!
Well, I finally did it folks....I've have finally finished up my Top 100 List of things about me. What else am I supposed to do on my day off with Derek here? I obviously can't sit around in my unmentionables watching TV because then Derek will know what I secretly do when he's not here! Just kidding though....there's no sitting around so exposed not because I'm shy or anything but because I am a human icecube and would freeze myself. Yes, I do believe that I am the only newly'ish wed who already wears the stereotypical flannels that all wives end up wearing at some point in time. But who the heck can blame me, it's cold here people, COLD I tell ya'. And I am being overly dramatic, I don't mind having an extra day here with the hubs, really I don't and I am not saying that just incase his family is reading this. I do enjoy the company of my best friend. Please no mean comments on how I need to be nicer, please!
Really though I did a have point....my list which I have decided that I will be renaming as my "Top 100 list of Disclaimers you should read before continuing a friendship with me". See, I think when I first meet someone I come across one way but then they really really get to know me and our overly shocked and angered and feel like they were taken to the cleaners. See, I think this has just happened with a friend of mine who over the past couple of months has seen the "non-churchy" side of me and it has made her strangely uncomfortable. I think I should just hand this list to everyone before we continue with a friendship and make them sign it so then they can't get mad at me further down the road. I should become a notary and when it is signed and notarized I can treat it like a legal document. Of course as I type this I realize that it is only one group of people who I have this problem with and I don't want to stereotype any group of people so let's just say that said group of people are typically met at a House of the Almighty. Did my subtlety work....are you guys catching on?
Well anyways, S.J.has told me not to make your post to long because then people won't read your site and S.J. knows what she is talking about because a) she is a journalist and b) her site is HUGE and everyone reads her site, including me.
So I will end this tangent. But before I do, one more thing:
I'M GOIN' TO FLORIDA, BABY!!!
Oh yes, D and me are blowin this joint and gettin us some sunshine. Now my escape won't come until the end of February but it makes mornings like this, mornings where you wake up to 3 more inches of snow bearable. Last night I actually dreamt of packing my summer clothes, do you think that is a crystal clear sign that this girl is in desperate need of a vaction and some warm warm Sunshine?? I would think so!
Typically on Sundays I am mourning the end to my weekend. I am usually so sad that it is ending that I count down the hours I have left until I have to go to sleep which officially ends the weekend. I'll say to myself:
"Well..it's only 8:00 pm which means you have atleast 4 more hours until you have to go to bed..4 more hours of weekend time".
This is quite pathetic, I know and most likely a true sign that I really dislike working. But it's really not the work I do that I don't like, it's just the "environment" that cause angst you see. It would just work out a heck of alot better if I could do that said work here in the comfort of my apartment. I would even allow them to forward the phones here....I think if it could work out that way I would not do the Sunday dread.
However, today there will be no Sunday dread because the office is closed tomorrow ~and~ I actually get holiday pay for it! So, anyone up for coffee tomorrow? Hmmm, come on, don't be shy!
Poor Derek, this is the guy who is afraid to take a day off when I have a day off because he knows this is strictly prohibited. If any of his family members read this site I am sure you are wanting to pack your bags and come here to rescue him. But before you do that I have a disclaimer. See, here is what happens: When I know I have a day off, a day here without D I typically plan on a "Me" day and the things that I would like to do here by myself. I begin to really look forward to it because it is rare that I get time to myself. And then what will happen is the night before my "Me" day D will tell me he will now be invading it. Now, you to would be very disappointed about this. And, when D does take the day off on my "Me" days he has a tendency to sit in the same spot on the couch all day long. Again, sorta invades my space here people!! So in the spirit of kindness.....Derek will be here tomorrow on MY day off.
Geez people...I can't even thing of one interesting thing to write...last week it was like "Oh my I can't get into blogger fast enough" but now, it's just, well..it's not really a boring week. To be perfectly honest I have had a very very hectic week at work but I am pretty sure I would be boring all of you in internet world with the details. Really there are only 2 people who read this site that would find my week remotely interesting and I plan on seeing one of them soon and considering nothing really exciting is happening in my life right now I was saving that to tell her so I don't seem, well, boring. No, just kidding, Maryann knows that even if I did post my week here I would:
a) tell her about it anyway
b) talk on and on about mindless stuff that clutters my brain
Gosh, I am so glad she loves me b/c I think if I was my friend I would tell me to shut up! And talking about friends I really suck as one. See, here is thing. I have this friend who really has the right to fly to New York and put a flaming bag of her choice on my doorstep because the 1 year anniversary of the death of her mom passed and I never called. See, I suck. I know she will forgive me and then even worse, she won't even hold a grudge because that is type of person she is. That is what makes me suck even more because I could never ever do that. Take for instance my "friend" and neighbor, we shall call her Stupid Girl or for short, S.G. (not to be mistaken with S.J. the Sarcastic Journalist). Well, as you might recallS.G. did me wrong. Ever since then everytime she comes over to say hello I am seriously squeezing every nice word I possibly can out of my throat. It has been so hard not to act as if her mere presence is a huge nuisance because, really, it is. So, this weekend she came over and the Husband answered the door. I told him not to but he insisted because she knows we're home. I don't care if she knows I'm home, I treat the door like I do the phone..if I don't want to talk I don't answer! But not D, he just isn't comfortable doing that, so of course he lets her in. At the time I was doing my laundry and really going slow so to look too busy to talk. S.G. asks me how much longer will I be, I say 15 minutes thinking she will leave and then I can lock her out..clearly instructing the Husband NOT to answer the stinkin door next time she knocks. Unfortantely she says "Okay" instead and goes and sits with D. Great, of course the laundry only takes me another..um, 10 seconds so I must give in and talk to her. It is then she informs me that she will be moving out in the end of January to move in with Boy #3. This surprising doesn't even catch me off guard and I just shrug and walk away. Now, finally the point....see, my sweet Melissa would never just shrug like I did and be relieved and walk away. She would have been upset because she would have forgiven S.G and re-established the friendship so that this news might atleast make her respond with more than a "Hmm". Not me though....I am counting the days that I don't gasp when I hear the door bell. And that my friends is why I suck.
On a side note..I keep telling my sister, if you really want to know if I am mad at you, go read my site..I guess I really wasn't lying, huh?
Now, what the heck was I saying about nothing exciting to write about?
I'm not going to make this very long as I have tons and tons of laundry that needs to get done. And the fact that I skipped church today has made me feel slightly guilty so to justify this I am going to spend time with my husband who, if I want to blame someone for this lack of attendance from church, I can blame him b/c technically it's his fault for not setting the alarm. Of course if I am being totally honest here I did wake up 7 minutes after the alarm was to go off and decided to go right back to sleep instead of waking him up. But for that I have a great reason also..he was sleeping so peacefully that I rationalized that he needed rest so God should understand because Sunday's are the day of rest, right? Then again if I use that line of defense than I have just contradicted my opening statement because if I am doing laundry aren't I technically working and not resting??? Ahhhhh....is it really supposed to be this complicated?
My point though before my tangent was to let everyone know of some new links on this site. (Links are found on the left row <--- )
Two things:
First, I have added pictures (for those who I didn't send it to individually) of our snowy day yesterday.
Second, I have added two knew blogs to my site: One is my cousin Steph and the second is one that I just love reading..the Sarcastic Journalist. Now, I will say this, I do not take any responsibility for what others say on their own sites. If it offends you..please, no poison pen letters. We are adults, we can all choose to read it or not to read. So, with that being said..happy reading!
This was a fabulous week. A week that even with a irritating cough and swollen glands turned into a week of pure bliss. How, you may ask? How can the girl that is known for complaining and sarcasm actually post about good things? Well, lets count the ways in order of importance:
1 ~ What I thought was a burnt bridge turned out to have gone untouched
For a couple of years now, well a year after I graduated from college, I had tried to get in contact with my first ever college roommate. I never heard anything back from her, so I assumed, with the help of the "grapevine" that she longer wanted to stay in contact with me. Sure, who could blame her...I did have that stint during my Senior year of craziness that would make the best Christian girl shutter. I decided this weekend to stalk just one more time swearing I would leave this poor girl alone if she didn't respond. Well, I am sure you guessed it...she emailed me back AND she is not one bit angry at me. Actually, it's just the opposite..she is just as excited as me to be back in communication. You see, Sarah was one of the best roommates I ever had..she and I had never ever met before and luck was on our side. Ahh Sarah, I love you presh...I am so glad you emailed me back and STILL are responding to my emails! It just totally made my week!
2 ~ Just enough snow to justify closing shop
Now, as many you know, and should if you read the post yesterday...I am actually happy it snowed and I was kinda bummed it stopped. But I was even happier about the snow because I was able to go home early and start my weekend. For those of us who work part-time, Thursday is our Fridays so my weekend began at 2:30 p.m.! Who knows, maybe one day I will actually like living here in the Frozen Tundra.
3 ~ Someone had the courage to stayed married to a ***** for 7 years!
Well, this didn't actually make my week, but it is a great way to finish the work week. Today is Jenn and Tom's 10 year Anniversary. Now, to many of you are reading this going "Ya' so what". But, if you know me then you know my sister Jenn, we are carbon copies, and then you know how difficult it must be for our men to be married to us. I mean heck, my new year's anniversary was to be nicer to my husband. So I am so happy that the 2 of them made it this far and are stronger in their marriage than ever. It gives me hope that oneday I too might become a softy!! I love you guys!!
One of my favorite reads, the Saracastic Journalist has put together a fundraiser to raise money for the victims of the Tsunami. She is a stay at home of a sweet baby girl who is wanting to start her own baking company in Houston, TX. She is a terrific writer...her site cracks me up daily!! She has a site devoted especially for her Bake Sale. Please go check it out and order some goodies! I have already..if the bandwagon approach helps sway you!
Is it really true? Can I even fathom it? I can't even believe I am admitting this but....I am so happy it's snowing today, I don't want it to stop...I want it to snow for the rest of the day! Does this mean I am almost a official New Yorker? Geez, what the heck has become of me..it was supposed to be me against the snow and now I have become an ally of it. Let's just keep this between you and me dear trustworthy internet! I ended up leaving work early today b/c the lovely snow turned into not so lovely ice which is not very fun to drive home in. Of course, I really had no excuse leaving due to the bad commute ~~ worst case I could've walked home, but I like acting part of the group so I left to, my little 30 sec commute that even in the worst of weather is still...30 seconds! Now, as all Princess' do in situations like these, they go home, grab their new digital camera and take cute pictures of themselves being a snow bunny! I told D that when he gets home tonight that we must take our tradition first snowfall pictures. I know his drive home will be long and it will be kinda slippery out...but, I am sure he can slap on a smile for atleast 5 quick pictures of him pretending to be happy, heck, he did it at our wedding!!
I have heard through the blogging grape vine that today is "Delurking Day" meaning for those of you who read but don't leave a comment...today is your day to muster the strength and reveal yourself! To follow step of other bloggers, I will help you with an introductory comment...everyone leave your #1 resolution for this year or if you don't believe in setting resolutions I will give you an alternative ~ you can tell me what you like least about my site. Yep, I said it, I am giving the whole wide world permission to criticize me, but if you do, you must not do it Anonymously, that is just not cool!
So to begin, my #1 resolution for this year: Be nicer to my husband!
I do want to thank this website for giving me this great idea! I too was a lurker to this site until now, I have mustered the strength to reveal myself!!
I do apologize to those who came to my site today expecting to not have sarcasm thrown in your face! You probably didn't even notice my lighthearted post right below it did you? You probably even didn't think to look at the cute little pictures of my soon to be afghan, did you? Well, we can all blame the Anonymous Comment person who just ticked me off. Why you may ask? You see my friends, I am a person with quite the sense of humor, there are post that are meant to be light hearted and for me to think that one of my friends would even consider that I don't know what the "true meaning of Christmas is" really upsets me. It makes me question how well you'all really know me. But, that is neither here nor there anymore. So, for now, please give that previous post it's due time, I worked very hard on it!
Happy Reading and remember NO ANONYMOUS COMMENTS ~ BE BRAVE AND IDENTIFY YOURSELF!
The pessimists would say that 2005 has not started out as kindly to me as I wanted. After I typed my ultimatum to our New Year I passed out. No, not from to much toasting to this grand year, well, not toasting Champagne but Diamatap...does that count? Yep, passed out cold 1 minute after midnight and continued this brave New Year cooped up inside not seeing daylight until this morning when I dragged myself to work and coughed my way through the typical Monday rush with the bonus of not being there for over a week, you can just imagine the utter chaos of my day. But, no, I am not pessimistic about this fine beginning at all. It was great to take a few days being forced to stay indoors and clean, rest and rediscover that baby blanket I had forgotten I had started crocheting last year for my dear friend, who had her baby in July. Oh well! Of course right now it is just suitable for an inch worm but I am sure with a few more sick weekends like this it will be ready to bring warmth to any infant (any viable candidates out there?).
I should also mention that during this indoor'ish weekend I did upload all my pics from Christmas and updated my 100 things about me list, so check it out and make all that hard work worthwhile. And while I'm on the topic of topics I didn't bring up in the last post...did I mention how awesome this Christmas was? Did I also mention that I will no longer being fighting with the Photo Center at Sam's Club and bring the poor balding manager to his knees begging me to leave his store anymore? Why, you must ask? I FINALLY GOT A DIGITAL CAMERA!! Yes, my sweet father got sick of these sob stories and bought me my first digital...I must admit that I have gone just a wee bit crazy and have been taking a TON of pics, especially of myself with unwanting people, well really just my cats and my mom, they were the only ones who sat still long enough!
So, with the holidays abruptly coming to it's end, it is time to get back into my routine which has been off since October. Try being gone for a month unexpectedly and then try to get back on track, as Jenn and I have discovered it is very hard. For her though this task is becoming harder to reach everyday. I haven't shared this with many people because it has not been definite, but I believe that it is safe to tell you my dear internet friends! Jenn's husband works for Continental and after 9/11 got furloughed to Continental Express. All you need to understand about that is he went from making one larger figure to a smaller figure and the size of the plane shrunk with that salary and of course this all occurred within days of the birth of their 3rd child. Jenn and Tom have been on a real faith walk these past 3 years financially and emotionally. Well now Tom has been promoted (I think you could call it that) and will be back with the big wigs. To make a long story short...he has been based Newark, NJ from Cleveland, OH. Obviously the smartest move is for them to, well, move. Now I must freely admit, I am just ecstatic about this, she will only be 3 1/2 hours from me but this move will be very difficult for them as they have planted roots in Ohio. But, one thing I have learned in life, God will put you on your mountain, allow you to regain strength and perspective, and when HE knows you are prepared He will bring you into valleys...these valleys are always unpleasant AND they are always scary. I do realize that these past couple of months I've had a bone to pick with God. My faith has been tested. I wouldn't say that I have failed, but I would say that I have re-evaluated where I need to stand. I definitely have let go of the shirt tails of my mother's faith and that of those around me and grasped onto my own ~~ it something that everyone at some point must do. Although God and I have been debating about His intentions for me, I in no way have lost faith or began believing that He does not have plan for me and my family members...I just disagree with His plan at times. So, what the heck was my point? Oh, I have no clue. I rambled to much. To save this though I will end by saying, my sis is going through a tough time and considering she is one of my best friends, this concerns me to. So, cheer her up..go visit her site and leave her a sweet message...it'll make her day. Of course, I must note that when I look at the gigantic house she is about to purchase my gauge of sympathy falls many notches!
