Hey everyone. I'm super sorry if you've been just biting your nails, wondering where I've gone.
*snorts*
By that very unladylike noise, I'm sure you haven't.
But I have been insanely incredibly miraculously busy around these parts.
(There may be more detailed posts to come at some point. We'll see).
BUT as for a recap...
Friday: Had a sit down meeting with my parents over some new exciting things in my future. (hopefully)
Saturday: I was out and about with a group of nine other people, most extremely loud and all family, literally from 7:30 am to 10:30 pm. It was an excruciatingly long day. It was a mother's day with my brother and his family. It's a tradition to do it that weekend as it's also Balloon Stampede around here. (I'll probably do a post here after I get some time with some pictures we got of it, explaining it a little better. For now, just go with hot air balloon display at the fair grounds.)
I love my family to pieces but I'm quite used to just being me and my husband with occasional appearances of my mom and in laws. I like quiet and orderly. I like planned and scheduled.
Saturday all that shit was thrown out the window.
Needless to say, exhausting.
Sunday: This was mother's day with my mother in law and my husband's grandma. We went over to grandma's place, had pizza, hung out. Exceedingly chill in comparison of the day prior, but with everything going on, I find myself still running on fumes.
Monday: This was my mom's birthday. I decided that this year I was going to make her have a party. She's never had one in my recorded memory, and she's always sounded so excited over the idea if I ever bring it up, but there's usually some kind of scheduling conflict with -someone- and it doesn't get done.
But this year, it did get done. I also helped with set up and making sure everyone got there so she wasn't stressed. We had a bottle of wine and a half, and sat around the table playing card games.
We were loud, boisterous, unruly, and sometimes downright crass.
But it was a good time. She was extremely happy with how it went, and that made it worth it.
Tuesday: I thought I'd finally be able to have a breather. I did for the first part of the day. But then my mother texted me about a job opening somewhere or other. I've been really trying to pound the pavement to get myself working again just due to the fact that that's where I believe I need to be at the moment. I've had two years to have some fun and alone time with my husband, and I've loved being a homemaker. But I think it's selfish not to at least try and get back into the workforce for now. So I was pried from my bath to go get dressed and make a few rounds. And subsequently plan to do it again for the next few days.
Now, doesn't all that sound exhausting?
{Mostly} worth it. Surely.
But you also gotta add in a healthy dash of anxiety for anything that had gone unplanned or off schedule.
It adds up for a large toll on the psyche,
but even as I right this I find a certain note of pride.
In knowing that I'm accomplishing all this with a marginal sense of flair,
And it's thus far been turning out successfully.
I'm a planner, a list maker, and sometimes neurotic,
but lately I've at least been a successful one!
All that was just supposed to be a quick precursor to seven questions. It was, swearsies.
So let's give it a swing shall we?
{ 7 Questions }
thank you Gentri Lee!
1. Are you a thrift shopper?
I am becoming an increasingly thrift-y shopper. But truth be told, our thrift stores around here aren't that fabulous in my opinion. Some things I'll go browse for, sometimes, but there is just something about them that some days I just cannot handle.
2. You just had a very bad dream, what do you do?
Well if I have a bad dream, I tend to wake up my husband, either through intentional methods or otherwise. We're pretty in sync with one another. Luckily for me, I'm not much of a dreamer, so that cuts down on the bad dreams as well! But when I do, it usually consists of some good hugs and going back to sleep. If it's really bad, I can't sleep afterwards, then that involves some couch time with the lights burning and watching netflix while the hubby dozes beside me.
3. What is your favorite flavor of Ice Cream?
Tough call.. I usually am in the mood for something and I'm not sure if I have a -favorite-. But if I had to pick one I'm in the mood for most often? Cherry chip.
4. What do you do with your money? (spend it, save it, invest it, bury it, etc)
Recently we've been trying to be really money conscious and save it. It's worked so far, at least we haven't overdrawn, but before that we spent it >.>
5. What was the last quote or statement you heard that really hit you?
I just so happen to have a nifty pinterest board just for these occasions!
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Pretty good stuff right? I thought so.
6. What do you do when you're driving alone? (ex: dance, sing, listen to talk radio, etc)
I don't often drive alone anymore, or really at all. {haha}. But when I do, I'm a singer and a dancer. But then again, I'm like that around others too. But alone you don't have to take into account other's song preferences.
7. Did you watch the premier of Bachelorette? If so, who was your favorite bachelor?
Gah no. I don't do 'mainstream' reality shows. e.g. bachlor/ette, idol, dancing with the stars. Anything on abc/cbs/nbc just does not catch my interest. If I'm going to be rotting my brain with trashy reality shows (which I do quite often might I add), I want some good drama, some mindless catastrophes, I want the late night MTV2 specials that you shudder at watching. Those are my bread and butter.
All right ladies (&gents?), I've shared a bit about me, now it's your turn to go out and be fruitful and do the same! Don't forget to go link up with Gentri Lee and see what others have posted too!
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Gah my weekend has been so busy. And yes, my weekend included Monday this week!
Just wanted to drop in and make a mention of this Urban Decay Giveaway that Lexi from Sure, why not? is hosting. I've never seen an Urban Decay giveaway before, especially with so much swag!
I have wanted to try it for so long, but don't have the funds to mess with it yet. So here's my perfect opportunity!
Maybe some of you will enter too. I hope not though. More chances for me hehe.
My mom has always been someone truly and wonderfully special to me. She's been the core of who I was for as long as I can remember, and when I'm left without her, I tend to not do as well, even now. My husband has shifted roles of my more consistent dependence to him, but I still need my mom almost on a daily basis.
She's the most beautiful person I know. And, somehow, also the kindest and most generous. She's a woman that not only would she give you the shirt off her own back, but probably her pants, shoes, and jacket too. She's quite literally the glue that holds our whole family together.
She takes on every challenge that we have as her own, trying to find some way to fix it so that we can be happy. She works herself into the ground to try and make sure our lives are grand. It takes some heavy persuasion for her to ever think about herself, and even then, usually it's like dragging a horse by the reigns to try and make her drink.
Even now, if I find myself feeling extremely upset, or incredibly sick, I can't feel better until I call my mom. To cry and not feel judged or pressured to be stronger. To not feel as if I have to be anything but the upset little girl. In those moments when the rest of the world feels too heavy, I know she'll find a way to make me strong again to be able to face it and make it better.
To the woman who never sees herself as beautiful,
but in my eyes is always stunning.
To the mom who's never been afraid to hug, to comfort, to coddle,
I needed you each and every time.
To she who cries at disney movies, who wants to rescue each stray we come across,
Thank you for accepting my torment with laughter.
To the woman who makes me know that if I'm ever half the mother she is,
I'll be doing just fine.
To the mom who is my inspiration of who I want to be,
Still to this day and probably for the rest of my life.
To she who can't keep a secret in our family to save her life,
Thank you for caring to the point of wanting to know it all.
To the woman who teaches me how to face the world with a smile,
I know I'll need it the longer I grow.
To the mom who's still waiting for me to cultivate an obsession with decorations,
I hope I get there someday.
To she who raised me, protected me from myself, and was somehow always my best friend,
The world should take notes on how to handle it with grace.
To the woman who I find hearing in myself more as I mature,
I am secretly so proud.
To the mom who buys easter baskets for our pets..
I love you.
There is no other way to say it,
I love you.
If we met for coffee today, I'd probably order a caramel apple blended drink.
Sort of like this but a lot less pretentious since I go to local business coffee shops.
{I don't like coffee, sorry!}
I'd probably start off with finding out what was going on with you this week. What has you excited? Anything bothering you about how things are going? This is just the kind of person I am. I must know what's going on with you, how the mood and atmosphere will be, what kind of visit we will have, before I open up about much.
Will we have a casual conversation? Something that's focused on some quite big news? Or are we sharing our actual feelings today?
Those be dangerous territories darling,
you sure you want to go there?
Well.. if you insist.
This week has begun a slow slipping into something that could be totally great,
or potentially the wrecking of any sort of sanity I've stockpiled in a while.
Yes I believe when we're having good days we stockpile sanity so we can afford to lose it later!
Potentially exciting things are being set into motion this week.
You know, one of those things that you've been hoping for for a long time.
A little jiggling thought in the back of your mind occasionally in your day to day routine.
A small little wish that most days you don't make the focus of your world,
even though some days it becomes that.
Something you've even given up thinking about the day you find out it might actually happen.
Well now that thing seems to be hurtling towards me at light speeds.
And I'm freaking out.
It's a near constant source of anxiety.
Something that is picking at me from several different angles all at once.
Monetary is a big one. Of course. Isn't it always?
Will we be able to afford it? Afford the upkeep for all our dreams?
Afford to start? (that's a major one for me.)
There's also the fear that it will come between me and some people in my life.
That somehow it won't work out,
Or it will be a really exceedingly difficult ride,
And it will come between me and people I truly care about.
{and whose relationship I've had to work really hard on getting where it is}
I can imagine you asking how I'm dealing with these things.
Because I know you're all just that sweet
And my answer? (beyond the woman's best well known lie of I'm fine)
Would be that I'm going neurotic.
I'm getting to the point where I'm trying to hyper organize everything.
I'm trying to find as many and the best coupons possible so I have hopes of helping us save up money.
I'm outlining and reoutlining various rules that we absolutely -must- follow for the upcoming months.
Any time anything doesn't fall into these little rigid lists,
I inwardly have a full body wince and paranoia.
least it's still inwardly?
My poor husband is going to have to live beneath the rule of the neurotic notions I'm scribbling into my notebook.
At least for now.
I hope just for now.
I guess that's the problem of having your hopes set on something,
This one thing
That if you only could do this one thing your life would get so much better.
So if it is actually here, I anyway,
begin to flip the [obscene word] out and begin to second doubt -everything-,
oh yeah, second doubt, way worse than either second guess or doubt.
because what if it doesn't make things better?
What if it makes things worse...
By now I'm sure you're on your like fifth cup of coffee,
and my neurotic babbling, coupled with your intense caffeine buzz, is driving jitters through you,
and you're just wondering in your head, over and over,
'god why did I open this gate?'
Well it's time to release you my friend.
And hope that you don't report me to some mental authority out there,
And maybe we could do this next week?
No? Maybe?
Thinks you'll somehow 'lose' my number...
Today's crazy rambling is brought to you by Alissa.
Okay so I think this is one plain fine idea.
I heart me some WEST COAST love!
Don't you?
Katlyn over at The Dreamy Meadow (whom I found through Twitter, lovin it!) is hosting it this week. Hopefully there'll be a bunch of interest and we can all hang out and talk about awesomely West Coast things.
Like...
Well...
I'm sure there's something!
Until then, go check it out for yourself!!
