Lets Give Them Something to Talk About

I will admit it; yesterday I was in a funk.   I was slipping into a “hermit” mood that I get in every so often.   The, I just want to stay home, not talk to anyone but my best friend and my husband and sit and read a book, eat ice cream and not worry about social norms.   It was getting bad.   It was a rainy and stormy day, which contributed to my mood and I was contented to sit and be nasty.   Fortunately, we had a pre-arranged life group scheduled.   Usually our life group meets on Thursdays and not Wednesdays, but we were combining with 2 other life groups.   We were supposed to be meeting at a park.   It had been raining ALL day, a park just didn’t seem like a good idea.   At 4 something, we got the message that instead, we were just going to meet at the church due to the weather.   Feeling a little better about that, we dressed nicely, got in the car and headed out towards church.   2 minutes into our trip we got the call that the weather was “behind” us and we were going to g

I have slacked.   I’ll admit it; I have been LAZY…   The past few weeks I have been avoiding working on my book, not necessarily because I want to, more due to hitting a wall.   My best friend was being a doll and listening to me read the book out loud to ensure I had the cadence right and it was good for me to be able to catch the umpteen type-os still so prevalent in my story.   The first day we hammered it out- we read 50 pages in one day!   I loved sharing my story and she loved hearing it.   We planned to meet the next day to hammer out some more of the book but she ended up getting sick!   Poor thing!   The sickness lasted a whole week and so the book sat, we both just wanted her to get better!   We met on Monday to work through it, but between kids and life, only 10 pages were read.   Last night, Tuesday, we had a plan: I would go over and stick around after a home party she was having and read it after she put the kiddos to bed.   At 12:00pm my headache started…   By 7 (whi

My kids are not in school right now.   It is summer, so they shouldn’t be right?   I find myself thinking that “year-round school” might not be such a terrible idea.   I have become a “No-bot”.                  “Can I have a cupcake for breakfast?”                         “No, we need to eat something more nutritional.”             “Can I watch more TV?”                         “No, you have already watched 4 shows and it is only 9:00am!!”             “Can I paint my sister’s toe nails?” “No- seeing as last time you touched nail polish it ended up all over your face?!?!”             “Can we go swimming?”                         “No, it is pouring down rain!”             “Can we go visit Daddy at work?”                         “No, it is his busy season and we can’t distract him.”             “Can we…”                         “No…” The list goes on and on…   I am feeling like “no” is my general response to anything anymore.   I hate it!   It made me think t

This weekend I am in a friend’s wedding.   I have been working on my Matron of Honor speech and I am pretty pleased with it.   While working through all that, my mind flashed back to one of my favorite all time stories from my marriage.   As it is not part of the speech, I want to share an excerpt from my journal 6 years ago.   Not, to clarify, I rarely journal, so for this to be part of my history it must have been a momentous occasion.             8-20-07             So this weekend was absolutely terrible, but it makes for a great story.   It was our anniversary weekend and we decided to go camping.   Well… it is Friday night and we get to the amp site and we get into our big bag that has all our food in it.   It also has our lighter fluid in it and it leaked!   Almost all our food tastes like lighter fluid.   So I pitched the tent (downhill) and we get ready for bed.   We have all 3 dogs with us (*at this time it was 2 large breed Mutts and a Yorkie ) and we get into bed

Yesterday I went and got my nails done.   I love getting my nails done.   I love the way that they look after they are finished and how I feel like something other than “just mom” after I get them done.   As I was going through my day yesterday before I went to get them done in the evening, I bent one of them completely backwards!   OUCH!!!   For those of you that have ever had fake nails, you know how extremely painful this can be.   The plastic/ acrylic that is on your nails digs into your real nail and leaves quite the mark.   Since I am in a wedding this weekend, I wanted my nails to be perfect and to have a french manicure done to look as elegant as possible, but now I would have this bright red/bruised section in the middle of my middle finger nail.   I went to go and get my nails “filled” in (where they add acrylic to the bottom part that has grown out since you had them done last).   It was very painful having the bottom of the fake nail removed with my freshly injured