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Friday, December 16, 2011
Almost a year...
Wow, I didnt realize how long its been since my last post. It's been a very interesting year! Stay tuned...
Saturday, April 3, 2010
Holy Week
It's been some time since I have posted anything here. My apologies for abandoning my creativity, but sometimes life gets in the way. To be honest I just havent been that inspired lately.
The title. This week is Holy Week. A great week for religion everywhere. Holy Week for me however has a newer meaning. This week has been rough for me as this time last year was the beginning of the end for my Grandmother. We werent very close, I will not begin to pretend we were, but as Ive mentioned before, I wish we had been, and it wasnt until it was too late that I realized we should have been.
Good Friday was the last time I saw her alive. Good Friday she kissed my babies and said goodbye and it was hard to let go. Extremely hard to let go. So this Holy Week has been rough for me because I find myself remembering a lot that I would like to forget, and wishing I could hold onto the good things I do remember, the childhood things I remember about her, and the nice conversations we had as Adults, all the big stuff, the good things that make life wonderful. Funny how hot dog stands will never look the same, she loved hot dogs. I also can't watch scooby doo without thinking of you Gram. I do hope you're enjoying your first year home.
Life is funny isnt it? We spend all our time as kids wishing to be big, and as adults wishing to be kids again. Oh to be a kid again and not have to worry about menu plans and pleasing everyone. I long for the care free days sometimes, the days where I didnt need to worry about who's going where and when, and who's coming to dinner. it would be nice to for once have a holiday where everyone can be together and just be together in one place without worry of who's feelings are hurt in the planning process, or feeling as if I need to explain why I choose to do the things I do.
I've had an incredible year, My girls are amazing, beautiful, intelligent and creative. I have a wonderful husband, a fantastic family, two dads! my life is crazy, it is busy, it is fun, and it is mine. full of laughter, smiles and good stuff.
Life is good, Hold onto it, cherish it. live every moment in love, remember to laugh and don't sweat the small stuff because it leads to cause for regret. Regret... such an ugly word
The title. This week is Holy Week. A great week for religion everywhere. Holy Week for me however has a newer meaning. This week has been rough for me as this time last year was the beginning of the end for my Grandmother. We werent very close, I will not begin to pretend we were, but as Ive mentioned before, I wish we had been, and it wasnt until it was too late that I realized we should have been.
Good Friday was the last time I saw her alive. Good Friday she kissed my babies and said goodbye and it was hard to let go. Extremely hard to let go. So this Holy Week has been rough for me because I find myself remembering a lot that I would like to forget, and wishing I could hold onto the good things I do remember, the childhood things I remember about her, and the nice conversations we had as Adults, all the big stuff, the good things that make life wonderful. Funny how hot dog stands will never look the same, she loved hot dogs. I also can't watch scooby doo without thinking of you Gram. I do hope you're enjoying your first year home.
Life is funny isnt it? We spend all our time as kids wishing to be big, and as adults wishing to be kids again. Oh to be a kid again and not have to worry about menu plans and pleasing everyone. I long for the care free days sometimes, the days where I didnt need to worry about who's going where and when, and who's coming to dinner. it would be nice to for once have a holiday where everyone can be together and just be together in one place without worry of who's feelings are hurt in the planning process, or feeling as if I need to explain why I choose to do the things I do.
I've had an incredible year, My girls are amazing, beautiful, intelligent and creative. I have a wonderful husband, a fantastic family, two dads! my life is crazy, it is busy, it is fun, and it is mine. full of laughter, smiles and good stuff.
Life is good, Hold onto it, cherish it. live every moment in love, remember to laugh and don't sweat the small stuff because it leads to cause for regret. Regret... such an ugly word
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Lack of Filter...
Have you ever said something and instantaneously regretted what you said mere nanoseconds after you said it? For someone like me who seriously lacks that filter we at times desperately need the sort of thing that just happened has happened to me before. But- for someone generally even tempered and mindful of what they speak (AHEM- Hubby) this sort of thing doesn't usually happen. ESPECIALLY not when talking to our 3 1/2 year old.
I didn't have the privilege of hearing the entire conversation, but picture bed time with an over tired nap deprived child who has been showing signs of extreme exhaustion for the last several hours and is one more meltdown away from institutionalizing the maternal half of the family unit tromping across the floor in semi meltdown mode muttering something about daddy not giving her enough chocolate in her sippy cup. They banter back and forth and he is mistaking her "banter" for playful when really she was reenacting Mama's full on bitch mode very poorly.
Daddy says- "stop being a smart ass and get upstairs" to which she retorts "Daddy called me a SMART ASS" in the most annoyed fashion she could muster. Unfortunately I began laughing and Daddy yelled at her.
I imagine if you could unscramble the WHABABAGAGAGAGAGAG that was coming out of her mouth you would hear her say "Daddy called me a smart ass and then he yelled at me"
Maybe you had to be there to grab the tone and get how funny this was, but I found it very humorous and am still laughing about it.
This end of the blogosphere has been mute lately. Contrary to popular belief I do not always talk just to hear myself speak, just as I do not write just to read my own words. Truth be told, my head has a lot of things spiraling around in it these days, I just haven't had the time to sit down and spill them out, and for the first time in my life am not just spilling things out because I am certain not everything I have to say would be received well, and most is of private matter that should not be put out there for all the world to see as if we were on some sort of talk show.
I am doing well, the girls and Hubby are great and each day is crazier than the last. Michelle will be four soon, and will be starting pre-school in the fall, Sophia is just about 5 months old now and getting so big!
In the News-
Leave Michael Jackson and his family alone. The man died for gods sake. People die every day. He may or may not have been a child molester, he was a father, he was a fantastic musician who died of an overdose. How many people die of overdoses every single day? Let the man rest and leave his family alone!
The media whores who sensationalise and carry out the most ridiculous of stories completely stepped over the fact that Farrah Fawcette died the same day AND it was my Hubby's birthday! But move over everyone- there. has. been. an. overdose. in HOLLYWOOD! Add this news to the recent deaths of Anna Nicole Smith, Heath Ledger, David Caradine, any other valuable lives shortened because of substance abuse. It's tragic, but it is reality and until doctors who abandon their Hippocratic oath searching for a quick buck are prosecuted there will be more names- it is only a matter of time.
What about all of the other untimely deaths lately? Billy Mays- Infomercials will never be the same, Ed McMahon- I guess I will never get that sweepstakes check now, Walter Cronkite- Journalism pioneer, Gary Papa, Dom Deluise and I am sure there are others Ive missed. My point is- people die every single day, all kinds of causes, all ages- just let them be.
I also don't care that Chelsea Clinton may or may not be getting married in August and that is why the president is taking a vacation. Do YOU have to tell everyone in the world why YOU are taking a vacation? Who cares?!?
Last but not least- leave the Gosselins alone! Yes it is unusual to have 8 kids these days, but it isn't unusual that a marriage ends in divorce. It is much less common these days for a marriage to actually LAST. For the kids sake- back off. leave them alone to grieve and move on.
This ends my rant. I'm done hearing myself speak and am going to bed!
Until next time...
Confidential to you know who- It has been a month, have you thought at all yet about my point of view? have you given thought to anything I said or did my words fall on deaf ears?
I didn't have the privilege of hearing the entire conversation, but picture bed time with an over tired nap deprived child who has been showing signs of extreme exhaustion for the last several hours and is one more meltdown away from institutionalizing the maternal half of the family unit tromping across the floor in semi meltdown mode muttering something about daddy not giving her enough chocolate in her sippy cup. They banter back and forth and he is mistaking her "banter" for playful when really she was reenacting Mama's full on bitch mode very poorly.
Daddy says- "stop being a smart ass and get upstairs" to which she retorts "Daddy called me a SMART ASS" in the most annoyed fashion she could muster. Unfortunately I began laughing and Daddy yelled at her.
I imagine if you could unscramble the WHABABAGAGAGAGAGAG that was coming out of her mouth you would hear her say "Daddy called me a smart ass and then he yelled at me"
Maybe you had to be there to grab the tone and get how funny this was, but I found it very humorous and am still laughing about it.
This end of the blogosphere has been mute lately. Contrary to popular belief I do not always talk just to hear myself speak, just as I do not write just to read my own words. Truth be told, my head has a lot of things spiraling around in it these days, I just haven't had the time to sit down and spill them out, and for the first time in my life am not just spilling things out because I am certain not everything I have to say would be received well, and most is of private matter that should not be put out there for all the world to see as if we were on some sort of talk show.
I am doing well, the girls and Hubby are great and each day is crazier than the last. Michelle will be four soon, and will be starting pre-school in the fall, Sophia is just about 5 months old now and getting so big!
In the News-
Leave Michael Jackson and his family alone. The man died for gods sake. People die every day. He may or may not have been a child molester, he was a father, he was a fantastic musician who died of an overdose. How many people die of overdoses every single day? Let the man rest and leave his family alone!
The media whores who sensationalise and carry out the most ridiculous of stories completely stepped over the fact that Farrah Fawcette died the same day AND it was my Hubby's birthday! But move over everyone- there. has. been. an. overdose. in HOLLYWOOD! Add this news to the recent deaths of Anna Nicole Smith, Heath Ledger, David Caradine, any other valuable lives shortened because of substance abuse. It's tragic, but it is reality and until doctors who abandon their Hippocratic oath searching for a quick buck are prosecuted there will be more names- it is only a matter of time.
What about all of the other untimely deaths lately? Billy Mays- Infomercials will never be the same, Ed McMahon- I guess I will never get that sweepstakes check now, Walter Cronkite- Journalism pioneer, Gary Papa, Dom Deluise and I am sure there are others Ive missed. My point is- people die every single day, all kinds of causes, all ages- just let them be.
I also don't care that Chelsea Clinton may or may not be getting married in August and that is why the president is taking a vacation. Do YOU have to tell everyone in the world why YOU are taking a vacation? Who cares?!?
Last but not least- leave the Gosselins alone! Yes it is unusual to have 8 kids these days, but it isn't unusual that a marriage ends in divorce. It is much less common these days for a marriage to actually LAST. For the kids sake- back off. leave them alone to grieve and move on.
This ends my rant. I'm done hearing myself speak and am going to bed!
Until next time...
Confidential to you know who- It has been a month, have you thought at all yet about my point of view? have you given thought to anything I said or did my words fall on deaf ears?
Friday, June 26, 2009
Diary entry...
It's been a week since we've talked. Sometimes we go this long without talking because were busy. This time however, it seems final- seems like it will be ages before we talk again because stubbornness gets in the way. Damned stubborn tendencies I refuse to shake.
I am determined to stand my ground for my sake and for that of my children.
I feel like my siblings are being manipulated because they've ceased to talk to me as well. One feels "caught in the middle"
I didn't ask you to choose sides. I said my piece, I'm done.
I just hope it doesn't take an act of god to make things better.
Until next time...
Sent on the Now Network� from my Sprint® BlackBerry
I am determined to stand my ground for my sake and for that of my children.
I feel like my siblings are being manipulated because they've ceased to talk to me as well. One feels "caught in the middle"
I didn't ask you to choose sides. I said my piece, I'm done.
I just hope it doesn't take an act of god to make things better.
Until next time...
Sent on the Now Network� from my Sprint® BlackBerry
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