Last night I made one of the most unlike-me comments that I have ever made. I was on the phone to Bryan while driving home from work and we were talking about what all we had to do before going on vacation next Friday (holla!) and I said, "Our house is so filthy...I can't STAND it. We have to clean clean clean before we leave because I am not coming home to a dirty house." Those of you who don't know me very well: I hate cleaning. I WILL clean, but I won't be really happy about it. Or I'll start cleaning and fizzle out really quickly. I can't help it. So I was super psyched when I met Bryan because he is VERY clean and I figured that I scored pretty huge when we got married (not just for that reason, though, of course). I have lived in a super clean house since we got married...but we've slacked off recently. We have 2 kids, we work full time, we love to be lazy on the weekends, we procrastinate things that we don't want to do...cleaning just kind of escaped our schedule. That was probably a little on purpose. However, I have recently found myself getting the urge to get on my hands and knees and SCRUB. I even want to wash the walls. Totally not like me. If my mom was home (she's still in Arkansas with B) I know she'd help me, but I always feel guilty asking her to help. I'm a grown woman...I can clean my house all by myself. However there will be wailing and gnashing of teeth.
So if you hear some really loud whining coming from the general direction of my house this weekend, it's me complaining.
Friday, March 25, 2011
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Crazy Town
*Disclaimer: My mom makes fun of me because whenever a situation arises, I always say something like, "That's like this movie I watched..." and then I continue on noting the similarities between the real life situation and the movie. I am doing that today. Make fun of me all you want, Mom.
This cartoon is called Crazy Town and I used to watch it all the time on the good ol' VCR when I was a kid. I LOVED this cartoon. I thought it was so cool that everything was crazy and backward...Guess what? When real life starts to rival the crazy in this cartoon, it's not so cool anymore. I'm not going to go into detail, but Crazy Town is a regular part of my life. Not cool. It drains me. Sucks the joy from my soul. But still, I continue on.
Monday, March 21, 2011
One of the greatest days ever...
" 'Are you a princess?' I said and she said 'I'm much more than a princess, but you don't have a name for it yet here on earth.' " -Brian Andreas
This is how I feel about my girls. They aren't princesses...They are so much more than that to me. Although I don't have a 'favorite' between my kids, I can't help but be a little partial to Kennedy (my oldest) in some respects. She is my first. She has been with me the longest. Even though I met Bryan before she was even 2-years-old, I still feel like it was Kennedy and me against the world for a while. That's a bond that can't be broken.
Since Kennedy is more than a princess to me, I had to find someone VERY special to take on the role of her Daddy. Of course I wanted someone that was going to treat me good, someone who was attractive, and someone who made me laugh, but the most important thing to me was to have someone who wanted to be there for Kennedy. I was willing to be with a personality-less troll, as long as he was good for Kennedy.
Cue: God's answer to all my prayers. Not only did God send Bryan to me...Bryan who is handsome, kind, funny, caring, CLEAN, wonderful and super encouraging, but He sent a Daddy to Kennedy...a Daddy who takes care of her financially and emotionally, who plays with her, who cuddles with her, and who has been known to read to her at night and be a little silly (at least when no one else is around).
Kennedy's biological father was an alcoholic. He was a doer of drugs. Although I had done some of these things myself, I became so much more responsible when I found out that I was pregnant with Kennedy. He was a user, an abuser, and he hurt me. He hurt me emotionally and physically. But he was her father...so I tried to tough it out. Fast forward to February 2004. Kennedy was 14 months old, my divorce from her father was finalized, and that was the last time she would lay eyes on him.
I wasn't looking for a new daddy for Kennedy when I met Bryan. I just wanted to have fun...I wanted to have fun for me. But God had something else in mind. I fell in love with Bryan, and he fell in love with us. He's such an amazing man. He sees Kennedy as his own flesh and blood. He adopted her last week, and now she has his last name. That was one of the best days of my life. And I know that was one of the single most important days in Kennedy's life as well. I thank God every day for bringing Bryan into our lives. I love you babe...
This is how I feel about my girls. They aren't princesses...They are so much more than that to me. Although I don't have a 'favorite' between my kids, I can't help but be a little partial to Kennedy (my oldest) in some respects. She is my first. She has been with me the longest. Even though I met Bryan before she was even 2-years-old, I still feel like it was Kennedy and me against the world for a while. That's a bond that can't be broken.
Since Kennedy is more than a princess to me, I had to find someone VERY special to take on the role of her Daddy. Of course I wanted someone that was going to treat me good, someone who was attractive, and someone who made me laugh, but the most important thing to me was to have someone who wanted to be there for Kennedy. I was willing to be with a personality-less troll, as long as he was good for Kennedy.
Cue: God's answer to all my prayers. Not only did God send Bryan to me...Bryan who is handsome, kind, funny, caring, CLEAN, wonderful and super encouraging, but He sent a Daddy to Kennedy...a Daddy who takes care of her financially and emotionally, who plays with her, who cuddles with her, and who has been known to read to her at night and be a little silly (at least when no one else is around).
Kennedy's biological father was an alcoholic. He was a doer of drugs. Although I had done some of these things myself, I became so much more responsible when I found out that I was pregnant with Kennedy. He was a user, an abuser, and he hurt me. He hurt me emotionally and physically. But he was her father...so I tried to tough it out. Fast forward to February 2004. Kennedy was 14 months old, my divorce from her father was finalized, and that was the last time she would lay eyes on him.
I wasn't looking for a new daddy for Kennedy when I met Bryan. I just wanted to have fun...I wanted to have fun for me. But God had something else in mind. I fell in love with Bryan, and he fell in love with us. He's such an amazing man. He sees Kennedy as his own flesh and blood. He adopted her last week, and now she has his last name. That was one of the best days of my life. And I know that was one of the single most important days in Kennedy's life as well. I thank God every day for bringing Bryan into our lives. I love you babe...
Thursday, March 17, 2011
My Text Friends
I got this from my good friend Brittney at http://www.lifeviabrittney.com/. I don't usually do things like this...buuuutttt....I thought some of you should get to know my friends. I seriously have a fantastic group of people surrounding me in my life. So this is a big shout out to all of my best pals!
Friend one: Bryan (the hubs)
Friend two: Krystle (her man and my hubs are best buddies)
Friend three: Bitsy (bestie)
Friend four: Brittany (sister)
Friend five: Mom (...Mom)
Friend six: Sam (cousin)
Friend seven: Angie (great neighbor!)
Friend eight: Becky (cousin)
What are two things you have in common with friend number four? We share parents, we are both a little crazy, we both have daughters, we both got married in '07, ummm...I know there's more...I mean, we lived together for like 19 years...
Which one of your top eight have you seen most recently? Bryan
How long ago did you see that person? This morning when we had snuggly time before I got up to go to work.
Which one of your top eight lives farthest from you? Britt. She just had to move to Arkansas, meet a boy and get married.
Where does that person live? I just told you.
How many of your top eight are related to you? Five
Where did you meet number three? At Ivy Tech. We were Ambassadors to the school and members of Student Government together
How many of your top eight is older than you? Five.
What was the last thing you did with number five when you hung out? Browsed the gift shop at the airport before she flew to Arkansas to be with my sister.
What was the last thing you did with number two when you hung out? We just kinda hung out at my house. I think there was cuddling. We're tight like that.
Which one of your top eight is the shortest? Probably Angie?
Which one of your top eight is the tallest? Krystle or Becky
Which one of your top is the youngest? Bitsy
How old is that person? 24
Have number one ever met number six? Yep! We love to hang with her!
Which one of them have been to your home? All of them
When was the last time you verbally communicated with number seven? Monday
Which one of your top eight friends is the loudest? Becky :)
Which one of your top eight friends is the quietest? Bryan
Have you ever kissed any of your top eight friends? Definately #1. I think I've kissed all of them except Angie and Krystle.
Who was the last top eight friend that you hugged? Bryan
Is your top friends list in any particular order? What is the order, if so? No particular order...just the most recent people to text me.
Have you ever committed a crime with any of your top eight? Bryan, Krystle, Sam...The usual suspects.
What are two things that friend four and friend eight have in common? DNA aaaaannnnnndddd...I don't know. We're family. We have lots in common.
What are two things that friend three and friend five have in common? They are the 2 people that are closest to me besides Bryan. My momma and Bits are my 2 closest friends.
Which one of your top eight had a birthday most recently? KRYSTLE'S BIRTHDAY IS SATURDAY!!!!
Which one of your top eight will have a birthday next? I just said...
Has number one met your parents? He has. They weren't huge fans of each other at first. But now he's the favorite son-in-law. :)
What sport does six love the most? Oh geez I don't know. I know she loves her Cubbies though!
How did you meet seven? When our daughters were on the same softball team last year.
Describe number eights hair? It's looooong, medium brown and SUPER soft
Which one of your top eight would most likely do this survey? None of them. Sadly, I'm the only one who gets this bored. Ha!
Friend one: Bryan (the hubs)
Friend two: Krystle (her man and my hubs are best buddies)
Friend three: Bitsy (bestie)
Friend four: Brittany (sister)
Friend five: Mom (...Mom)
Friend six: Sam (cousin)
Friend seven: Angie (great neighbor!)
Friend eight: Becky (cousin)
What are two things you have in common with friend number four? We share parents, we are both a little crazy, we both have daughters, we both got married in '07, ummm...I know there's more...I mean, we lived together for like 19 years...
Which one of your top eight have you seen most recently? Bryan
How long ago did you see that person? This morning when we had snuggly time before I got up to go to work.
Which one of your top eight lives farthest from you? Britt. She just had to move to Arkansas, meet a boy and get married.
Where does that person live? I just told you.
How many of your top eight are related to you? Five
Where did you meet number three? At Ivy Tech. We were Ambassadors to the school and members of Student Government together
How many of your top eight is older than you? Five.
What was the last thing you did with number five when you hung out? Browsed the gift shop at the airport before she flew to Arkansas to be with my sister.
What was the last thing you did with number two when you hung out? We just kinda hung out at my house. I think there was cuddling. We're tight like that.
Which one of your top eight is the shortest? Probably Angie?
Which one of your top eight is the tallest? Krystle or Becky
Which one of your top is the youngest? Bitsy
How old is that person? 24
Have number one ever met number six? Yep! We love to hang with her!
Which one of them have been to your home? All of them
When was the last time you verbally communicated with number seven? Monday
Which one of your top eight friends is the loudest? Becky :)
Which one of your top eight friends is the quietest? Bryan
Have you ever kissed any of your top eight friends? Definately #1. I think I've kissed all of them except Angie and Krystle.
Who was the last top eight friend that you hugged? Bryan
Is your top friends list in any particular order? What is the order, if so? No particular order...just the most recent people to text me.
Have you ever committed a crime with any of your top eight? Bryan, Krystle, Sam...The usual suspects.
What are two things that friend four and friend eight have in common? DNA aaaaannnnnndddd...I don't know. We're family. We have lots in common.
What are two things that friend three and friend five have in common? They are the 2 people that are closest to me besides Bryan. My momma and Bits are my 2 closest friends.
Which one of your top eight had a birthday most recently? KRYSTLE'S BIRTHDAY IS SATURDAY!!!!
Which one of your top eight will have a birthday next? I just said...
Has number one met your parents? He has. They weren't huge fans of each other at first. But now he's the favorite son-in-law. :)
What sport does six love the most? Oh geez I don't know. I know she loves her Cubbies though!
How did you meet seven? When our daughters were on the same softball team last year.
Describe number eights hair? It's looooong, medium brown and SUPER soft
Which one of your top eight would most likely do this survey? None of them. Sadly, I'm the only one who gets this bored. Ha!
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
My Future
Guess what I forgot to register for when I was getting married? A crystal ball. I don't know what my future holds. Will I stay at my current place of employment for years and years? (WILO/WSHW, holla!) Will we have more children? (If only I could guarantee that I would have a son!) Will we say in Corntown Indiana forever, or will we move to my husbands native state of California? No idea. I can, however, tell you what I WANT to happen.
I want to open a restaurant and cook for people. I want to have one more child (preferably a boy...I love my girls of course, but I want a boy too!). I would love to move to a warmer climate, but only if my parents could move with us. (But maybe 20 minutes away from us...You don't want to be TOO close...)
What do I have to do to see these things come to fruition? Moving to a warmer climate would take quite a bit of doing...Bryan and I would both have to get amazing job offers. And find a great house. To have another child...well...I'm not sure I could really talk Bryan into that. He's good with our girls, and he's happy being their daddy. Opening a restaurant? Well...We need money. And to not be lazy. Which we are...lazy, I mean. Well, let me re-phrase: we aren't LAZY, we just don't like to work long hours. We have a really good work ethic, but we like to leave at 5. So really, the restaurant is the least likely of the 3 wants.
However, I have already planned out (and Bryan has designed) the menu, picked out a name, and decided on decor, general vibe of the dining room and music selections. We would feature local art, wines, produce and music. Once we were established as the most amazing restaurant around, we would cater on the side...and I've got a menu planned, and a separate name, and graphics for the business cards and staff apparel for that as well.
So it's all set. We are going to open a restaurant in a warm climate with our 2 daughters and our future man child. As soon as someone gives us a ton of money. Or we win the lottery. Whichever comes first. So who wants to be our (REALLY) generous benefactor? Anyone? Are those crickets I hear? Huh...
I want to open a restaurant and cook for people. I want to have one more child (preferably a boy...I love my girls of course, but I want a boy too!). I would love to move to a warmer climate, but only if my parents could move with us. (But maybe 20 minutes away from us...You don't want to be TOO close...)
What do I have to do to see these things come to fruition? Moving to a warmer climate would take quite a bit of doing...Bryan and I would both have to get amazing job offers. And find a great house. To have another child...well...I'm not sure I could really talk Bryan into that. He's good with our girls, and he's happy being their daddy. Opening a restaurant? Well...We need money. And to not be lazy. Which we are...lazy, I mean. Well, let me re-phrase: we aren't LAZY, we just don't like to work long hours. We have a really good work ethic, but we like to leave at 5. So really, the restaurant is the least likely of the 3 wants.
However, I have already planned out (and Bryan has designed) the menu, picked out a name, and decided on decor, general vibe of the dining room and music selections. We would feature local art, wines, produce and music. Once we were established as the most amazing restaurant around, we would cater on the side...and I've got a menu planned, and a separate name, and graphics for the business cards and staff apparel for that as well.
So it's all set. We are going to open a restaurant in a warm climate with our 2 daughters and our future man child. As soon as someone gives us a ton of money. Or we win the lottery. Whichever comes first. So who wants to be our (REALLY) generous benefactor? Anyone? Are those crickets I hear? Huh...
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