Monday, February 25, 2013
All about the bums
Just a little FYI, I've recently started tipping my toe in the shallow end of the cloth diaper pool. Well I just cannon balled off the high dive. I'm becoming addicted real quick. They are just soooooo cute!! Ok nuff said.
Sunday, February 24, 2013
Memories
Everyone has memories. No matter how hard you try memories follow you. Some can be good or some, the ones you try to lose along the way, can be bad. Like anyone else my good memories are the ones that I share with friends, family, my kids so they can become part of their memories.
I lost my dad when I was 22. It was a tragic moment in my life. A moment that only took a second to happen but a lifetime to overcome. I still to this day struggle with the fact that he's not here or that my kids wont have the privilege or the honor of knowing him. Sometimes when I see people that did get to know him, people that weren't family. It makes me angry and jealous to know they got to make memories of my dad and my kids wont. My dad is and was the best mad I have ever known. My husband is the close second. I think that's one reason I love my husband so much. He reminds me of my dad. They are both great men who take care of their own. Neither one of them would ever put their needs above their family.
My dad lived with a sickness that slowly ate away at him for nearly 14 yrs, but you would have never known it. He still stood strong up until the day he died.
I really don't know why I'm writing this post, or how to go about it. There has been so many things that have been making me think of my dad recently. All it takes is one thing one person to slap you in the face of the reality that hes gone and he isn't coming back................. OK up until now I've written this post with little to no effort. But now I have typed and deleted this line like a million times. I'm trying not offend anyone or give away to much information. But to hell with that. I'm pissed about something I had found out last night. something that in a couple years from now I'll think back and think why in the world did you get so mad about that. Its all material things. There was no need for you to focus on it like that. But that's years from now and I am and will be pissed until then. We gave my Uncle my dads truck after he passed. He cried when we gave it to him, we cried when we gave it to him. He told us he would keep it forever and if the day ever came that he had to get rid of it he would call us first and foremost. Well the day came for him to get rid of it and poof its gone. No phone call nothing, and the only reason I found out was by pure accident. Now I know I shouldn't fret over the small stuff but I am. I know it was just a truck. But to me it was my dad in a sense. The last thing of my dad. The last thing I could physically touch of him. But now all I have are my memories. It's been almost 7 yrs since my dad has died and it still hurts. My memories are all I have of him and memories get blurry. But telling my story, passing along the memories to who ever will listen are the way to keep my memories alive. My kids may not have had the ability of meeting my dad but the will have the second best thing. Stories of how and who he was, not only from me but from anyone that has ever crossed paths with him.
I lost my dad when I was 22. It was a tragic moment in my life. A moment that only took a second to happen but a lifetime to overcome. I still to this day struggle with the fact that he's not here or that my kids wont have the privilege or the honor of knowing him. Sometimes when I see people that did get to know him, people that weren't family. It makes me angry and jealous to know they got to make memories of my dad and my kids wont. My dad is and was the best mad I have ever known. My husband is the close second. I think that's one reason I love my husband so much. He reminds me of my dad. They are both great men who take care of their own. Neither one of them would ever put their needs above their family.
My dad lived with a sickness that slowly ate away at him for nearly 14 yrs, but you would have never known it. He still stood strong up until the day he died.
I really don't know why I'm writing this post, or how to go about it. There has been so many things that have been making me think of my dad recently. All it takes is one thing one person to slap you in the face of the reality that hes gone and he isn't coming back................. OK up until now I've written this post with little to no effort. But now I have typed and deleted this line like a million times. I'm trying not offend anyone or give away to much information. But to hell with that. I'm pissed about something I had found out last night. something that in a couple years from now I'll think back and think why in the world did you get so mad about that. Its all material things. There was no need for you to focus on it like that. But that's years from now and I am and will be pissed until then. We gave my Uncle my dads truck after he passed. He cried when we gave it to him, we cried when we gave it to him. He told us he would keep it forever and if the day ever came that he had to get rid of it he would call us first and foremost. Well the day came for him to get rid of it and poof its gone. No phone call nothing, and the only reason I found out was by pure accident. Now I know I shouldn't fret over the small stuff but I am. I know it was just a truck. But to me it was my dad in a sense. The last thing of my dad. The last thing I could physically touch of him. But now all I have are my memories. It's been almost 7 yrs since my dad has died and it still hurts. My memories are all I have of him and memories get blurry. But telling my story, passing along the memories to who ever will listen are the way to keep my memories alive. My kids may not have had the ability of meeting my dad but the will have the second best thing. Stories of how and who he was, not only from me but from anyone that has ever crossed paths with him.
Friday, February 22, 2013
Ready, Set, Go!!!
Where to start? I'm new to this, blogging, actually I'm new to a lot of things in my life these days. First of all let me introduce myself.
I'm married to a man that truly is my better half. I honestly don't know where I would be without him. I know a lot of people say this but I mean it. We met when I was his boss at McDonald's and we both HATED each other I thought he was a big headed jock, and he thought I was a *itch. LOL!!! Not going to lie, sometimes I can be the big B! But anyways, he was still in high school and I was in college. There is almost a 4 year age difference with us. We have been married 6 years this April. We have 3 kids together. Their ages are 5,3, and 2 months. So needless to say we are super busy. That's enough details for now, I'm sure down the road we will venture back.
So back to my "blog." There are some points I would like mention first off. I am a horrible speller, I am not an English major by no means. Spell check and auto correct are my best friends. I have a HUGE problem of rambling on. So don't be scared if and when you read any of my post you are totally confused by the time you finish. It happens to me a lot. I don't know what I'm doing really, so once again if you are overcome with this horrible lost feeling don't be alarmed its not you its me. I have a very short attention span. My cousin likes to call me Cat, because the littlest of things distract me.
I will be turning 29 this year which scares the ever living day lights out of me. Only 1 more year until I'm 30. i really thought my life would be "more" at this point. In my mind I'm just a mother and a wife. I know a lot of people have this feeling i'm hoping its a mid-life crisis and it will pass. But until then I'm on a mission. To figure out who I am and what I'm going to do with my findings
I've never thought of myself as a "thinker" before. I've always been the one to go with the flow. A follower not a leader. But lately I've been stepping out of my comfort zone and doing things I've never done before or thought of doing. I'm toying with the idea of homemade everything, cleaning supplies, laundry detergent, baby wipes, diapers, food. I told myself it was because it would be cheaper, but I think the whole "green" concept is a factor too.
OK for now that's the end of my rambling and ranting. Please, please leave comments good or bad. I'm not the best at constructive criticism but that's another work in progress. Thanks!!!
I'm married to a man that truly is my better half. I honestly don't know where I would be without him. I know a lot of people say this but I mean it. We met when I was his boss at McDonald's and we both HATED each other I thought he was a big headed jock, and he thought I was a *itch. LOL!!! Not going to lie, sometimes I can be the big B! But anyways, he was still in high school and I was in college. There is almost a 4 year age difference with us. We have been married 6 years this April. We have 3 kids together. Their ages are 5,3, and 2 months. So needless to say we are super busy. That's enough details for now, I'm sure down the road we will venture back.
So back to my "blog." There are some points I would like mention first off. I am a horrible speller, I am not an English major by no means. Spell check and auto correct are my best friends. I have a HUGE problem of rambling on. So don't be scared if and when you read any of my post you are totally confused by the time you finish. It happens to me a lot. I don't know what I'm doing really, so once again if you are overcome with this horrible lost feeling don't be alarmed its not you its me. I have a very short attention span. My cousin likes to call me Cat, because the littlest of things distract me.
I will be turning 29 this year which scares the ever living day lights out of me. Only 1 more year until I'm 30. i really thought my life would be "more" at this point. In my mind I'm just a mother and a wife. I know a lot of people have this feeling i'm hoping its a mid-life crisis and it will pass. But until then I'm on a mission. To figure out who I am and what I'm going to do with my findings
I've never thought of myself as a "thinker" before. I've always been the one to go with the flow. A follower not a leader. But lately I've been stepping out of my comfort zone and doing things I've never done before or thought of doing. I'm toying with the idea of homemade everything, cleaning supplies, laundry detergent, baby wipes, diapers, food. I told myself it was because it would be cheaper, but I think the whole "green" concept is a factor too.
OK for now that's the end of my rambling and ranting. Please, please leave comments good or bad. I'm not the best at constructive criticism but that's another work in progress. Thanks!!!
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