And I thought boys were bad...

All the dirt of boys, plus the attitude...

Monday, December 31, 2012

Happy 2013!!!!

Happy New Year's Eve!!!

This is the time of year when everyone makes all these promises to themselves about all the things they are going to do differently next year.  This is the time of year where everyone reflects back on the last year in an effort to find out more about themselves.  I'm not really doing that.  Today is a day like any other.  Tomorrow will be, too.

Don't get me wrong, I have as much fun changing calendars as the next person, but I just don't see the need to dissect my life and make false promises to myself.  Now, there are people who make awesome changes because of the new year.  Go for it!  I'm not telling anyone else what to do.  I just prefer not to participate.

Sure, I'd like to lose weight.  I'm working on it already.

Sure, quitting smoking would be beneficial to my health.  I'm just not interested yet.

Sure, there are a bunch of things I can work on about myself.  I simply prefer not to make new year's promises.

Ok, I sound really jaded.  I'm not.  I have a bad habit of failing when it comes to New Year's resolutions.  Because of that, I don't make them anymore.  For me, it works out better to just do things all year long.

I spend a good amount of time at least 3 times a week thinking about what I can do differently.  I am constantly thinking about how to be better.  Ok, not constantly, but enough.  I strive to be the best I can everyday.  A better mother, wife, friend, employee...etc.

Regardless of what I do this New Years, I hope that you do what's right for you as well. 

Make your promises, but keep them. 

Party your hardest, but don't drive home. 

Stay up till midnight, hang with your kids, call a friend...do what you do and do it well.

It's your new year....do something great with it!

Happy New Year!!!!

Friday, December 28, 2012

Last Christmas Post, I Promise

Christmas was awesome!  Watching my girls open up their presents was well worth all the preparation!

Our big gifts to them this year were tablets.  Yep, tablets.  Miss A literally cried when she opened hers.  This was something that neither girl had asked for.  I don't think they even thought to ask for it...

I need to stop here and say that I never EVER thought that I would buy my child a tablet.  I don't even own a tablet, but here hubby and I were sitting on the couch looking, looking at the online sales Thanksgiving night...yep!  It was a deal we could not refuse.

Oh well, the girls are happy.  We made sure to go through the tablets before we wrapped them.  We laid down the ground rules before the girls turned them on:

Ask before you go on the GooglePlay app.

Ask again before you download anything.

They are pretty smart girls.  They also really like their tablets so I don't think they will be trying to lose them anytime soon.

We shall see...muahahahahaha...or some other evil parent laugh...

What was the best part of your Christmas?

Monday, December 24, 2012

Claw Machines and Happiness

Seeing that it's Christmas Eve and all, I figured I would tell you about something I like to do for others.  I mean, that's really what this time of year is about.

See, my family knows that I absolutely love love love playing the claw machine game.  Any claw machine game.  Anywhere we are.  I'm seriously like a little kid.  Digging through my wallet and purse for quarters, asking the hubby if he has any...I think I'm passing this obsession on to my little ones...lol

What not many people know, though, is that I don't usually keep the toys I win.  I'm not a huge fan of stuffed animals or plastic rings, necklaces, or bracelets.  If my kids are with me, I usually give the prizes to them.  Well, when there is an even number.

My favorite thing is when I play the claw machine and I'm at the store by myself.  My kids aren't there wanting whatever it is that I won.  What I love to do when that happens, is find a child on my way out of the store and give it to them.

This past week I won a Santa stuffy from a claw machine here in town.  As I was walking out, there was a woman collecting monetary donations for the Salvation Army.  I had seen her there every time I had gone to the store for the past couple weeks or so.  As I walked out and placed some money in the donation basket, she joked and said(in reference to the Santa stuffy), "aw, I need to have that baby."  Aha!  This is the person who needs the stuffy right now.  So, of course, I gave it to her.  I mean, she is out there everyday trying to help others.  She needs someone to care about her, too.

I don't tell you this because I want a pat on the back.  Actually, I would prefer if you didn't say anything nice about what I did.  I didn't do it for that reason.  I did it because someone needed some happy in their life and it was the right thing to do.  I did it because I want my girls to do that for others.  If I don't set that example for them, who will?

What do you do for others?  What have you done to get outside of yourself this holiday season?

Friday, December 21, 2012

Helping


Every year, around this time, I have talked about volunteering at a soup kitchen or making some effort to physically helping those in need. 

Every year I say how important it is for my kids to learn the lessons that come from helping others. 

Every year I think about and plan how I am going to get this done. 

Every year I fail at actually getting out and helping people.



THIS year was different. 

This year my family and I got to join a group of wonderful volunteers to help give Christmas to those who might now have it otherwise.  It was awesome.  I love seeing the love that people can have for each other.  I love that we had a line of volunteers waiting to help people as they showed up.  Mostly, I love that we were able to be a part of such a wonderful group who does things like this all the time.

I am always looking for new ways to be of service to people.  What have you done to help others this year? 

Monday, December 17, 2012

I Have Nothing To Say

I have heard, just as you all have, about the horrific shootings in Connecticut.  I am saddened and appalled that I live in a world where this is even possible.  Even though I feel this way, I have kept silent on my social media outlets about it.  I have not "liked" or "shared" or "tweeted" a single post about this tragedy.

Why?

Because there is nothing to say. 

No words can help.

Sure, I could use this as a platform to spout about gun control.  What good does that do the 27 dead people?  What good does that do their friends and their families?

There is nothing to say.

No words can help.

Yes, I could use this as a platform for a speech about mental health services or healthcare in general in this country.  What good does that do the 27 dead people?  What good does that do their friends and their families?

What good do those conversations do for the children who are scared to go to school?

What good does that do the parents who are afraid to send them?

What good does that do anyone?

There is nothing to say.

No words can help.

I could even pass on the stories about the teachers who died protecting their students.

What good does that do?  Will that bring them back?  Does that really make their families' pain soften?

No words can help.

Nothing will bring them back.

Nothing will ease this pain except time.

There is nothing to say.

Friday, December 14, 2012

Christmas Craze

You know, I absolutely love love love Christmas time!  Everything feels so fresh and wonderful!  The music makes me fill up with twinkles!  Yep, twinkles.  It makes sense, trust me.

I mean, I absolutely hate the cold.  I really am kind of a wimp when it comes to being cold.  Seriously.  When it hits 70 degrees outside, I am all about a jacket.  It hits 60 degrees and I want my parka.  But, this time of year it's almost worth it.  There's ice all over everything in the mornings and, yeah, it's a pain in the ass and it makes me late to work, but it's pretty too.

I also LOVE spending money!!  We all know we get to do a LOT of that this time of year.  =)  I get to buy things for people in my life and make them smile!

Anyway, I just wanted to share how I am feeling this morning.  I am full of wonder and excitement, kind of like a kid.  It's good.  I like it.

How are you today?  Do you like Christmas time?

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

The Effects of Teen Parenting, pt 2

Friday's post was about how my being a teen parent has affected Miss A...

I want to make clear that I am trying to be friendly with these moms.  I am really trying.  It just always feels so forced.

Now, I am not saying that every single one of them is doing mental math to figure out how old I was when I had her and then judging me for it.  Some have.  I've seen the little math wheels turning and the judging begin.

Normally, though, it's just that we don't have a whole lot in common.  I am still in school and trying to juggle that with everything else.  They finished school 15 years ago, at least, and are living a relaxed life.  I'm not jealous.  Really.  I love my life.  Busy is good.  It's just that my life and their lives don't mix.  And even if they did, I'm not sure I have time for more friends.

Anyway, all this is not to say poor me, I wish people liked me because, really, when it comes to me I don't care.  My issue is that this is affecting my kid.  She is feeling left out because of this.

I guess I'll have to figure something out.


Any tips?

Friday, December 7, 2012

The Effects Of Teen Parenting...on my kid

I have noticed some differences in my interactions with the parents of each of my girls' friends.  Like, with CC I have made friends with plenty of her parents. 

With Miss A, though, it's a little harder.  I never quite feel like I belong in that group of people.  I mean, it's hard to get into their conversations and anytime I attempt to build a friendship, it feels forced.  Don't get me wrong, because really?  I don't care.  I have plenty of friends and I really don't have much time in my life for any more.  The issue isn't that I don't feel like I belong.  It's the impact that my not belonging is having on my daughter.

All the other moms hang out together and so their daughters do too.  The other moms go shopping together and so the daughters do to.  They get their nails done together...yep, and so their daughters do too.  Miss A is beginning to feel the separation from some of her peers because of my lack of fitting with their parents.

This is not for a lack of trying in most cases.  I try to start conversations and people are generally responsive.  I mean, who wouldn't be?  It's me...jk...  The thing is that it always feels completely forced. 

Now, like I said, this is not an issue with CC's friends' parents.  Only Miss A's.  Want to know the only difference?  CC's friend's parents are my age.  Miss A's friend's parents are, at minimum, about 10 years older than me.  That's it.  that's the only difference.

............................................more on Monday..................................................................

Monday, December 3, 2012

Just What I Needed

There are some times in life where the perfect thing happens at the perfect time.  Today, one of those things happened to me.

I went into Pink Penguin, a local frozen yogurt shop, to buy a Christmas present for a friend's baby boy.  They really have the cutest stuff.  I can't tell you what I bought because she reads this sometimes and I don't want to spoil the surprise.  =)

Anyway, so I went in and the owner was there.  Let me give some back story:

Last year I wrote a post about The Best Place To See Santa.  We had visited Santa there and had a wonderful experience.

So, when I went in today, he recognized me and asked if I was "the blogger" from last year.  It was pretty cool.  I mean, I get recognized as my kids' mom, the team mom from whatever sport, and even that lady who helped with the school thing, but this was the absolute first time that anyone had mentioned my blogging.

Yes, it was a blog about his store.  Yes, it's a very small thing.  It's exactly what I needed, though, to get back my motivation to write.