Registering for Fall Quarter....

 TAKE THAT DINNER!!!

Wise

I have recently been shown that the things I've lived through in my short 26 years alive are all for a reason!

I have been able to share some insights with my BIL (brother in law). He is having to really grow up now, and we all know that's hard to do sometimes.

I have been able to talk to my friends in their times of need and more importantly listen to them.  Coffee is just a clever excuse to spill our guts.

There isn't a day that goes by that I don't try to learn something new. Something to better my own life, as well as someone else's later down the line.

I have always wanted to be a wise old woman one day, to be someone people come to in times of trouble. But lately I'm noticing that people are coming to me and I'm not, yet, a wise old woman.   Maybe all this is telling me that I'm on my way to being that lovely old woman who knows a lot and has lived a lot and who talks... a lot!   Perhaps wearing this t-shirt!

The Herd.

In the last 6 months there have been 5 babies born, 2 babies found out about, 2 babies lost , and 1 actually being born right now.  All within the last 6 months.  I was even able to see 1 of these babies make his Grand Entrance. Some have been born to far away to snuggle on but thanks to Facebook i get to see new photos often. 2 are no longer with us but it hangin' with Jesus. We will see them later.  Some were born into my family, some to friends, and some I would consider both.

Tonight I'm texting with Jojo.  She is in the hospital right now getting this party started!  She keeps saying how excited she is. Last I heard she was getting checked again and "looking good".  I told her I would keep praying and that I couldn't wait to stats afterwards.

We have been friends since high school.  There were three of us. Jojo, Rae, and Me. We were the CrAcKeRwEeDs!   I can not for the life of me tell you what that means.  I don't remember at all.  But I remember passing notes during all the classes we had together, or writing them in one class only to pass them on in the hall way en route to another class.  I moved states away during highschool and they were the only friends who kept in contact the whole time I was gone.  I got emails all the time.  They were the first people I called when I got to come back home for a visit. I love these two girls dearly.

There have been dry patches along the way, when I thought I might have lost one or both of these girls. But lo and behold, we all come back.   Now I have a little girl, who takes up most of my time. Rae has two kids (3 and 6 months) which keep her pretty tangled up, and Jojo is moving right on into the Mommahood as we speak!   I love these girls. I loved them in High School when our only real worry was homework and boys. I loved them after we graduated and had Chinese food nights with chick flicks.  I can even admit to doing some CRAZY things with these ladies!!  Some old stories include cemeteries, and others include male strippers. Whatever the story includes.... it was mostly harmless, sometimes illegal, but ALWAYS fun!!!!!

Here is to you, Jojo!!    Push him out! Push him out! WAAAAAY OUT!!!  

Welcome dear friend to yet another story!

Sigh of Contentment

Today has been a pretty good day. 

 It's beautiful outside, even though it started off grey and icky. 

I have successfully kept my house clean for almost a week now.  

And for those who know me personally and have been to my house know that this is an AMAZING thing.  I will never be on Hoarders, but I'm by no means a "neat freak".   

I have even had every stitch of laundry done by the time I go to bed at night.  And the kitchen cleaned too.  

It's this whole new apron I'm trying out.  

The "Alpha Mom" apron.  So far I'm liking it.  

Over all, today has been a SUCCESS!!!

So now I'm cooking ribs for my husband, because he loves them. 

I'm letting my Wee One drink out of whatever cup she wants.

And I'm floating through tonight with a...

Sigh of Contentment!

Permission

I was completely conflicted about how to feel.  I didn't know if I should ball my ever lovin' eyes out. Should I be totally quiet and introverted for a while? Could I talk to someone who would understand? Am I even allowed to be sad?

I was told to...

cry if I needed to

be quiet if that would help

talk if it would make things easier

and that it's ok to be sad.

The strangest thing happened once I was told all this.   It made it easier. Easier to deal with. Easier to talk about. Even easier to think about. I try to deal with it when it comes up but not dwell on it. I feel like I have made a lot of progress since hearing from someone I love and trust that it's ok to feel whatever way I was feeling.  She basically gave me permission to feel however was natural for me to feel.