Something crazy and unpredictable happens to me everyday. It takes some getting used to. Most days I still fight it. Really? This can't be happening! I don't want to deal with messes and catastrophes every other minute... who does. But I'm learning to accept that it's just part of the job.
Some weeks, like last week, so much happened that I barely had a moment to absorb it, to sit down and say, "wow that was awful, but things are going to be okay." (Yes I talk to myself on a regular basis).
First it was a batch of chocolate chip cookies that someone just had to help with, which turned out edible, but... interesting. Then it was the blood-curdling scream that stopped my heart and rushed us to the urgent care for seven stitches in my four year olds forehead. *aaahhhhhh* still not fully recovered from that incident- that's not supposed to happen to my kid- I'm supposed to be able to keep him safe... right? Then it was on with our normal schedule... well there's really nothing normal about it. Changing Elijah's soaked through sheets - everyday... daddy zooming in and out and having his weekend in the middle of our week and sleeping when were playing. Then there was the grocery store incident, well I shouldn't really call it an incident because every grocery trip is like this... ya know one wants to pull the groceries out of the cart and throw them on the floor or eat the grocery list, the other wants to ride on the cart like its a rocket, there's screaming, pleas for this or that, and ultimately one of us leaves the store crying, last week there were two of us crying because I forgot to bring the right card in my wallet to purchase the groceries and had to put them on the account that has no money in it. (thankfully, my wonderful husband went back to the store later that day and the groceries charged to the right account).
Sometimes I wonder, when will I feel in control again? When will life slow down? But the truth is, that's not really what I want. This morning, Owen got up early as usual, long before the sun. "Watch Ice Skating Mommy?" he said. We laid on the couch. No, Ice Skating wasn't on. He was remembering yesterday when we'd watched it together. A few minutes passed with him chattering away... "Go give Wije Kiss?" (Wije is what he calls big brother). "No Lijah's sleeping still." I told him. Then the alarm went off. "Have Wogurt(yogurt), Mommy?" "Okay, let's have yogurt." We turned the lights on, soon his face was covered with vanilla yogurt and so were his hands. When Elijah got up he gave me a big hug and a kiss and with a smile said, "I love you mommy."
Okay, I don't care that I have to change diapers and sheets, wipe noses and bottoms and give up the predictability I once valued. These boys love so easily and so simply, it just warms my heart to look at them.
Monday, January 31, 2011
Thursday, January 6, 2011
The Glamourous Life
Last week, Owen found an unopened copy of Glamour magazine in my bedroom. I used to be a subscriber a few years ago, I guess I just never got around to opening that issue. Anyways, one day when both boys were taking their rest time, I decided to flip though it. There were almost a hundred fashion ideas on how to use things from your own closet and re-create them, the usual beauty tips, etc.
In that short time, I was transported back in time to when those things consumed most of my day. I used to paint my nails a new color every week, fix my hair in new creative ways, and look forward to planning a cute out fit each and every day.
Things are different now. I probably paint my nails twice a year. And lately, doing my hair consists of throwing on my favorite hat. I'm not saying I'm dis-satisfied, actually I think I've adapted quite well considering how important thosse things used to be. But then again, as I flipped through those colorful glossy pages, I thought, "Oh yeah, this stuff used to be fun."
Now that Owen is nearly two, I'm in sort of a transitional phase. I really could do some of those things, it just takes some planning. He's not completely dependant on me the way he used to be... I get regular showers now, and sleep. I guess I have to admit... he's really not a baby anymore. That's hard for me to say. It's hard for me to move on to the "next part" I guess. He talks now... he understands so much, and catches on to things that don't seem possible. I was watching the movie "the Holiday" (one of my favs) and he was playing in the living room with me. Well there's a scene where one of the characters says, "Oh My Gosh!" so what do you think my almost two year old said for the next five minutes? yep. It was funny and a little disturbing a the same time. I guess I can't watch non-kid movies when he's awake anymore.
I do understand my reality... life isn't ever going to be "glamourous," but that doesn't mean it can't be fun.
Guess what? I painted my nails last night- "purple rain" oh yeah... I'm ready for fun!
In that short time, I was transported back in time to when those things consumed most of my day. I used to paint my nails a new color every week, fix my hair in new creative ways, and look forward to planning a cute out fit each and every day.
Things are different now. I probably paint my nails twice a year. And lately, doing my hair consists of throwing on my favorite hat. I'm not saying I'm dis-satisfied, actually I think I've adapted quite well considering how important thosse things used to be. But then again, as I flipped through those colorful glossy pages, I thought, "Oh yeah, this stuff used to be fun."
Now that Owen is nearly two, I'm in sort of a transitional phase. I really could do some of those things, it just takes some planning. He's not completely dependant on me the way he used to be... I get regular showers now, and sleep. I guess I have to admit... he's really not a baby anymore. That's hard for me to say. It's hard for me to move on to the "next part" I guess. He talks now... he understands so much, and catches on to things that don't seem possible. I was watching the movie "the Holiday" (one of my favs) and he was playing in the living room with me. Well there's a scene where one of the characters says, "Oh My Gosh!" so what do you think my almost two year old said for the next five minutes? yep. It was funny and a little disturbing a the same time. I guess I can't watch non-kid movies when he's awake anymore.
I do understand my reality... life isn't ever going to be "glamourous," but that doesn't mean it can't be fun.
Guess what? I painted my nails last night- "purple rain" oh yeah... I'm ready for fun!
Thursday, December 16, 2010
From Book To Book!
Last year took me on many adventures… and thankfully not all of them happened to me in “real life.” Though there were natural challenges and struggles of having a husband working the nightshift, I chose to look for distractions and positivity wherever I could. I found just that in books. I let myself get lost in reading, become addicted in nearly a true sense on the word. As soon as I’d finished one book I’d become hungry for something new to occupy that empty space left behind.
Right before the New Year, I had decided that I needed to read more; well I just wanted to read more. With the time then available… a goal was set in place: I would read a least one new book every month. This was a good goal, not too overwhelming; it felt attainable -even compared with most years in which I read only four books, maybe. I knew this goal was my destiny when I received what would become the first book on my list as a Christmas present from a very dear friend (thanks Adrienne- Sisterchicks-Say Ooh La La! Started my year and my reading goal off with powerful positivity and encouragement)! And that was it, after reading through that first book, I went right on to another one. Soon I was searching… I had to fill the time right before bed with luxurious fiction (you will notice on the booklist below, that I read only one non-fiction book this year, which was also incredible, but there’s nothing like a good dose of fiction to make you forget all about the mundane problems in your own life).
Somewhere in the summer, I surpassed what would have been the whole year’s worth of books, had I been sticking with one per month! I can’t explain the drive, the thrill of adventure I allowed myself to indulge in. Sailing from one book to the next like a ship on oceans made with words of velvet. What a ride it has been!
So, thank you Nightshift… for this habit has been a long time coming; it may have never happened with Martin home continuing our old routine. Though now he is home some nights, and guess what… I’m not reading quite so much. But the trade off is a good one. I think I’ll keep my goal at one book per month, especially now that I have my husband back for the most part.
And now for the actual list… I want you to know that I’m not bragging, but I’m simply proud of myself for accomplishing a goal, stomping my own expectations into the ground and rising above what I truly thought myself capable of. You will notice certain trends as you read through the list. I will read anything by Nicholas Sparks, for instance. Also I re-read the Twilight Saga not just because I love it so much, but it’s a personal thing that whenever a movie comes out I like to freshen myself up with the book right beforehand. It’s just so much more enjoyable and rewarding that way. I’ve also always been curious about “those Harry Potter books.” Everyone who reads them always swears by them. If there was ever any year I was going to accomplish all seven of them this was going to be the year… and I did it I really did it, and to top it all off the first part of Deathly Hallows came out in theatres just two months after I had completed the final installment!
I guess, the only other obvious trend would be that I have sort of a thing for romance. And not so obvious…mystery.
I hope you enjoy seeing what I’ve read this year. Maybe it will inspire you to break open a new adventure, romance, or mystery. I can recommend everything on this list, though you may want to inquire for specifics… (I would have written a book review for each title, but I thought that would have made for MUCH too long a blog seeing how this one is fairly lengthy as it is). However, I will make two short recommendations excluding the Twilight Saga, and Harry Potter because we all know those get enough hype of their own. So in saying that I have to tell you I absolutely loved “The Wedding,” and not for the usual reasons. I wish I could convince m dad to read it, or every man for that matter. So here’s the scoop: man and wife have been married thirty years. It’s been a good, functional marriage, but he’s not romantic. The question is, can a man change? I won’t say more than that in fear of ruining anything (hate it when people do that). If you read nothing else on this list, read that one… or “The Choice.” And please, please, give me some new recommendations… for I am running dry.
Books I’ve Read This Year (2010)
1 SISTERCHICKS: Say Ooh La La! (Robin Jones Gunn)
2--P.S. I Love You (Cecilia Ahern)
3-Dear John (Nicholas Sparks)
4-The Time Traveler’s Wife (Audrey Niffenegger)
5-Twilight (reread) (Stepehenie Meyer)
6-New Moon (reread) (Stephenie Meyer)
7-The Choice (Nicholas Sparks)
8-Eclipse (reread) (Stephanie Meyer)
9-The Short Second Life of Bree Tanner (Stephanie Meyer)
10-Breaking Dawn (Stephanie Meyer)
11-Harry Potter and the sorcerer’s stone (J.K. Rowlings)
12-Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets (J.K. Rowlings)
13-Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban (J.K. Rowlings)
14-Bird By Bird (Anne Lamott)
15- The Notebook (Nicholas Sparks)
16- Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (J.K. Rowlings)
17. Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince (J.K. Rowlings)
18. Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows (J.K Rowlings)
19. The Wedding (Nicholas Sparks)
20. Towards Zero (Agatha Christie)
21. Emma (Jane Austen)
Right before the New Year, I had decided that I needed to read more; well I just wanted to read more. With the time then available… a goal was set in place: I would read a least one new book every month. This was a good goal, not too overwhelming; it felt attainable -even compared with most years in which I read only four books, maybe. I knew this goal was my destiny when I received what would become the first book on my list as a Christmas present from a very dear friend (thanks Adrienne- Sisterchicks-Say Ooh La La! Started my year and my reading goal off with powerful positivity and encouragement)! And that was it, after reading through that first book, I went right on to another one. Soon I was searching… I had to fill the time right before bed with luxurious fiction (you will notice on the booklist below, that I read only one non-fiction book this year, which was also incredible, but there’s nothing like a good dose of fiction to make you forget all about the mundane problems in your own life).
Somewhere in the summer, I surpassed what would have been the whole year’s worth of books, had I been sticking with one per month! I can’t explain the drive, the thrill of adventure I allowed myself to indulge in. Sailing from one book to the next like a ship on oceans made with words of velvet. What a ride it has been!
So, thank you Nightshift… for this habit has been a long time coming; it may have never happened with Martin home continuing our old routine. Though now he is home some nights, and guess what… I’m not reading quite so much. But the trade off is a good one. I think I’ll keep my goal at one book per month, especially now that I have my husband back for the most part.
And now for the actual list… I want you to know that I’m not bragging, but I’m simply proud of myself for accomplishing a goal, stomping my own expectations into the ground and rising above what I truly thought myself capable of. You will notice certain trends as you read through the list. I will read anything by Nicholas Sparks, for instance. Also I re-read the Twilight Saga not just because I love it so much, but it’s a personal thing that whenever a movie comes out I like to freshen myself up with the book right beforehand. It’s just so much more enjoyable and rewarding that way. I’ve also always been curious about “those Harry Potter books.” Everyone who reads them always swears by them. If there was ever any year I was going to accomplish all seven of them this was going to be the year… and I did it I really did it, and to top it all off the first part of Deathly Hallows came out in theatres just two months after I had completed the final installment!
I guess, the only other obvious trend would be that I have sort of a thing for romance. And not so obvious…mystery.
I hope you enjoy seeing what I’ve read this year. Maybe it will inspire you to break open a new adventure, romance, or mystery. I can recommend everything on this list, though you may want to inquire for specifics… (I would have written a book review for each title, but I thought that would have made for MUCH too long a blog seeing how this one is fairly lengthy as it is). However, I will make two short recommendations excluding the Twilight Saga, and Harry Potter because we all know those get enough hype of their own. So in saying that I have to tell you I absolutely loved “The Wedding,” and not for the usual reasons. I wish I could convince m dad to read it, or every man for that matter. So here’s the scoop: man and wife have been married thirty years. It’s been a good, functional marriage, but he’s not romantic. The question is, can a man change? I won’t say more than that in fear of ruining anything (hate it when people do that). If you read nothing else on this list, read that one… or “The Choice.” And please, please, give me some new recommendations… for I am running dry.
Books I’ve Read This Year (2010)
1 SISTERCHICKS: Say Ooh La La! (Robin Jones Gunn)
2--P.S. I Love You (Cecilia Ahern)
3-Dear John (Nicholas Sparks)
4-The Time Traveler’s Wife (Audrey Niffenegger)
5-Twilight (reread) (Stepehenie Meyer)
6-New Moon (reread) (Stephenie Meyer)
7-The Choice (Nicholas Sparks)
8-Eclipse (reread) (Stephanie Meyer)
9-The Short Second Life of Bree Tanner (Stephanie Meyer)
10-Breaking Dawn (Stephanie Meyer)
11-Harry Potter and the sorcerer’s stone (J.K. Rowlings)
12-Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets (J.K. Rowlings)
13-Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban (J.K. Rowlings)
14-Bird By Bird (Anne Lamott)
15- The Notebook (Nicholas Sparks)
16- Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (J.K. Rowlings)
17. Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince (J.K. Rowlings)
18. Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows (J.K Rowlings)
19. The Wedding (Nicholas Sparks)
20. Towards Zero (Agatha Christie)
21. Emma (Jane Austen)
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
The Power of Words
I'm a person who loves meaningful words, you know, quotes... catchy phrases... words that ring true and apply to my life directly in some way. Finding these words in unexpected places makes my day: on license plates (things like LVNLIFE) on window displays, especially now (spread the joy), and today on my coffee sleeve (Stories are gifts. Share yours). That is so true; some of the stories I have been told have been the best gifts. Which goes to show that words are powerful and how you express them is important. And Bonus: they are FREE!
I wish that I had the means to travel the world and share meaningful words with everyone, not just the silly little things that someone can print on a coffee sleeve, even though for me those little things help, but what if positivity and hope could be spread to everyone? What if the whole world smiled at the same time? I think we'd be able to feel it. Mmmm how wonderful that would be... impossible, but wonderful. Maybe heaven will be like that, like one huge heart warming smile, bursting with light and joy and love.
It helps to think about positive things, and to remember that this isn't the end. My story is only just beginning. I need to do better. Better at what? Well, I have a long list, but every time I see simple meaningful words I'm convicted just a tad. They prick my heart and I have to say, oh yeah... life is good...I do have hope... I do have joy... I am blessed... I am chosen... I am loved. If it stopped there it wouldn't mean much, but like I said i am trying to do better. those reminders tell me to encourage others in the same way. there are so many people in my life that need to hear me say those things: I love you, you bring me joy, you strengthen my hope, you are special, you make my life better, your story has changed me.
Sometimes things go unsaid. We overestimate how good we are at communicating. Or maybe it just sounds too cheesy to say those kinds of things out loud. But what if they never get said?
I really believe words can change the world. Because after all, if you have to choose between your belly and your soul getting fed, the latter will always be more important.
Tell someone today what they really mean to you, and take every opportunity to encourage.
"The right word spoken at the right time is as beautiful as gold apples in a silver bowl." Proverbs 25:11 (New Century Version)
I wish that I had the means to travel the world and share meaningful words with everyone, not just the silly little things that someone can print on a coffee sleeve, even though for me those little things help, but what if positivity and hope could be spread to everyone? What if the whole world smiled at the same time? I think we'd be able to feel it. Mmmm how wonderful that would be... impossible, but wonderful. Maybe heaven will be like that, like one huge heart warming smile, bursting with light and joy and love.
It helps to think about positive things, and to remember that this isn't the end. My story is only just beginning. I need to do better. Better at what? Well, I have a long list, but every time I see simple meaningful words I'm convicted just a tad. They prick my heart and I have to say, oh yeah... life is good...I do have hope... I do have joy... I am blessed... I am chosen... I am loved. If it stopped there it wouldn't mean much, but like I said i am trying to do better. those reminders tell me to encourage others in the same way. there are so many people in my life that need to hear me say those things: I love you, you bring me joy, you strengthen my hope, you are special, you make my life better, your story has changed me.
Sometimes things go unsaid. We overestimate how good we are at communicating. Or maybe it just sounds too cheesy to say those kinds of things out loud. But what if they never get said?
I really believe words can change the world. Because after all, if you have to choose between your belly and your soul getting fed, the latter will always be more important.
Tell someone today what they really mean to you, and take every opportunity to encourage.
"The right word spoken at the right time is as beautiful as gold apples in a silver bowl." Proverbs 25:11 (New Century Version)
Sunday, November 21, 2010
A Simple Gift
I'm sitting in my mom's living room watching the snow gently fall, giving the great maple tree a layer of white dust. It's the kind of scene you see in pictures and Christmas cards. In the fore-ground there is the great snowy tree, and in the back-ground snow-covered rooftops, street lamps,and parked cars just waiting. Everything is still. No one wants to move, to be out in this cold beauty. I love everything about it. The way the snow falls like magic from the heavens, the way it makes me feel like snuggling up with a blanket... in all it's simplicity it reminds me of my creator. I am in awe. I have no words to describe the way I feel when I see a mountain covered in fresh snow with the sun glistening amongst the tree-tops. It's overwhelming, powerful, majestic to live where we live to see what we see.
My parents' house is surrounded by trees; my dad often calls it a tree house. And it feels that way from the inside because out every window there are leaves and branches..well now most of the leaves have fallen, only a few are hanging on for dear life. The green of summer has been replaced by winter's white. Both bring comfort in different ways, but for many the white represents peace and a season of coziness.
This house has always brought me comfort no matter the season. My family moved into it when I was nine, and I envision my parents growing old here. It will always be the place I come back to. Even when no one is here, I can feel their presence. I look around and see a hundred memories. I feel my mother's love in all the little things she has left there... things she's placed on the walls, put out on the coffee table. I know, I'm a little overly sentimental, but I try to see that as a strength. I also know that not everyone has a place like this where years of memories will always be preserved, or even a place where loved ones gather just to be.
I had an experience last week that just broke my heart. I saw the reality of the times we are living in at a food bank. The room was packed, you couldn't move. Everyone is in need, and it's not getting any better. I don't know how or when things will change, but I do know every little bit helps, and we are all in this together. Give what you have, and don't be afraid to accept help from others either. Our communities need love now more than ever... isn't that all anyone is looking for? You, me... we all want to be accepted for who we are right now. We want to be loved despite our short comings and defects whether we have anything to give or we are broken and at the end of our road. People are people.
Now as I see the snow silently falling out my parent's front window I am more grateful than I have ever been. I have a place, I am loved. I am filled again so that maybe I can go out and share this gift with others. I don't have money, but I have eyes, and ears, and a heart: to see, hear, and love someone. What do you have to give?
My parents' house is surrounded by trees; my dad often calls it a tree house. And it feels that way from the inside because out every window there are leaves and branches..well now most of the leaves have fallen, only a few are hanging on for dear life. The green of summer has been replaced by winter's white. Both bring comfort in different ways, but for many the white represents peace and a season of coziness.
This house has always brought me comfort no matter the season. My family moved into it when I was nine, and I envision my parents growing old here. It will always be the place I come back to. Even when no one is here, I can feel their presence. I look around and see a hundred memories. I feel my mother's love in all the little things she has left there... things she's placed on the walls, put out on the coffee table. I know, I'm a little overly sentimental, but I try to see that as a strength. I also know that not everyone has a place like this where years of memories will always be preserved, or even a place where loved ones gather just to be.
I had an experience last week that just broke my heart. I saw the reality of the times we are living in at a food bank. The room was packed, you couldn't move. Everyone is in need, and it's not getting any better. I don't know how or when things will change, but I do know every little bit helps, and we are all in this together. Give what you have, and don't be afraid to accept help from others either. Our communities need love now more than ever... isn't that all anyone is looking for? You, me... we all want to be accepted for who we are right now. We want to be loved despite our short comings and defects whether we have anything to give or we are broken and at the end of our road. People are people.
Now as I see the snow silently falling out my parent's front window I am more grateful than I have ever been. I have a place, I am loved. I am filled again so that maybe I can go out and share this gift with others. I don't have money, but I have eyes, and ears, and a heart: to see, hear, and love someone. What do you have to give?
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Cake and a Good Movie
First of all, I have to apoligize for my last blog; it was a little whiny. So to all of you who read it, thanks for bearing with me. And of course, I did have a wonderful birthday, despite my negative expectations.
Yesterday my mom took me out shopping and bought me a lovely birthday sweater dress and matching accessories! Thanks mom, you are amazing! Oh yeah, and the coffee lifted my day too!
Today I got to wear the planned birthday outfit, which looked mostly good, except I'm not completely satisfied with the way it accetuated my middle. For some reason I just can't seem to get those rolls to go away... any ways...
After church, I spent the day with my family. We had lunch together. Martin surprised me with a special desert- some fancy chocolate layered slice of heaven, complete with just the right amount of whipped cream and chocolate shavings to make it have that "I'm special appeal." He popped a candle in it and Elijah started the "happy birthday" song. That was one of my favorite parts... and when Elijah said, daddy's your friend, and my daddy."
My next surprise was a beautiful ivory coat from Martin. I'd tried it on about a month ago, and he remembered! It's so soft and the inside is like satin. Of course, this means I have to get rid of my red one that I bought last winter, but that's all right. It's actually a good thing because last winter I was fifteen pounds heavier, so now that coat doesn't quite fit right. Yay! Hopefully I can maintain my current weight. that's a dangerous staement heading into the holiday season.
After Martin presented the coat, we had to take a walk to really get a feel for it, so my parents watched the boys and we went out for coffee. It's been a wonderful day.
Now I'm twenty-five... does that mean I have to start acting like an adult? Like I know what I'm doing? ...because I don't. I still feel like the little girl excited for her birthday which always promises cake and a good movie.
Thanks everyone for the birthday wishes. I am so blessed and so loved.
Yesterday my mom took me out shopping and bought me a lovely birthday sweater dress and matching accessories! Thanks mom, you are amazing! Oh yeah, and the coffee lifted my day too!
Today I got to wear the planned birthday outfit, which looked mostly good, except I'm not completely satisfied with the way it accetuated my middle. For some reason I just can't seem to get those rolls to go away... any ways...
After church, I spent the day with my family. We had lunch together. Martin surprised me with a special desert- some fancy chocolate layered slice of heaven, complete with just the right amount of whipped cream and chocolate shavings to make it have that "I'm special appeal." He popped a candle in it and Elijah started the "happy birthday" song. That was one of my favorite parts... and when Elijah said, daddy's your friend, and my daddy."
My next surprise was a beautiful ivory coat from Martin. I'd tried it on about a month ago, and he remembered! It's so soft and the inside is like satin. Of course, this means I have to get rid of my red one that I bought last winter, but that's all right. It's actually a good thing because last winter I was fifteen pounds heavier, so now that coat doesn't quite fit right. Yay! Hopefully I can maintain my current weight. that's a dangerous staement heading into the holiday season.
After Martin presented the coat, we had to take a walk to really get a feel for it, so my parents watched the boys and we went out for coffee. It's been a wonderful day.
Now I'm twenty-five... does that mean I have to start acting like an adult? Like I know what I'm doing? ...because I don't. I still feel like the little girl excited for her birthday which always promises cake and a good movie.
Thanks everyone for the birthday wishes. I am so blessed and so loved.
Friday, November 5, 2010
A Bummed Birthday Weekend
It's friday, yay, right? I mean that's probably what you are thinking. I however, have a long and most likely boring, lonely weekend ahead of me. Martin is working the graveyard shift all weekend long, and to make matters worse, it's my birthday weekend. I know, I know, I'm a grown up. I'm not suppose to care that it's my birthday and all of that. But I do. I'm still a kid at heart who looks forward to it all year in hopes that something special will happen. Maybe there will be a solar eclipse at exactly the moment that I wasw born and they'll name it after me, you know just something simple like that.
So I'm a little bummed, and there's no one to blame. That is the absolute worst. It would be so much easier if I could say, someone did this on purpose just so I would have a lousy birthday! But no one did, and it probably won't be lousy any ways. Even though Martin has to work, he'll still probably do something for me, ya know because he loves me and all that mushy kind of stuff. He'll probably look at me with those sparkly green eyes of his, and tell me something lovely that will make my day and surprise me with something I never expected.
I already kind of ruined a birthday gift he had planned for me, well it wasn't really my fault. As some of you might know, "Beauty and the Beast" was recently released. It happens to be my favorite Disney movie of all time. So when I saw that it was coming out, I went a little crazy, he would in no way miss that this is what I wanted for my birthday. Even Elijah got the message and reminded him when we saw it at Walmart. I did however realize after I had made this big deal about wanting the movie, that my sister would know even without any mention of it that I would want it. She did, and even sent it to me early for my birthday. Well, Martin had also already bought for me... oops. So we returned the one he bought, which I feel a little responsible for, since he might not have gotten it had I not made such a big del about it.
Anyways... I've decided that I'm going to save it to watch all by myself for my birthday. After the boys are asleep I'll put it in and sit back.
Happy Birthday-Me!
So I'm a little bummed, and there's no one to blame. That is the absolute worst. It would be so much easier if I could say, someone did this on purpose just so I would have a lousy birthday! But no one did, and it probably won't be lousy any ways. Even though Martin has to work, he'll still probably do something for me, ya know because he loves me and all that mushy kind of stuff. He'll probably look at me with those sparkly green eyes of his, and tell me something lovely that will make my day and surprise me with something I never expected.
I already kind of ruined a birthday gift he had planned for me, well it wasn't really my fault. As some of you might know, "Beauty and the Beast" was recently released. It happens to be my favorite Disney movie of all time. So when I saw that it was coming out, I went a little crazy, he would in no way miss that this is what I wanted for my birthday. Even Elijah got the message and reminded him when we saw it at Walmart. I did however realize after I had made this big deal about wanting the movie, that my sister would know even without any mention of it that I would want it. She did, and even sent it to me early for my birthday. Well, Martin had also already bought for me... oops. So we returned the one he bought, which I feel a little responsible for, since he might not have gotten it had I not made such a big del about it.
Anyways... I've decided that I'm going to save it to watch all by myself for my birthday. After the boys are asleep I'll put it in and sit back.
Happy Birthday-Me!
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