Tuesday, September 9, 2014
Ryan is 13!!!
13 years ago today, my whole world was turned upside down. I may have been 20, but I was still a baby myself. I became a mom. From then on, my world has been centered on one person. Ryan. I was terrified. There wasn't a nurturing bone in my body then, let alone maternal instinct. I was struggling in a relationship and trying to figure out this "mom" thing. Every day was a struggle. Every day was ripping me to shreds. It was very hard. I kept wondering if the struggle would ever end. Each day seemed harder than the day before. I suppose I had choices, but I didn't feel like I did. I felt so alone. The funny thing is, I wasn't. Not by a long shot. Ry's dad and I didn't make it, but that in no way diminished the support I had. In fact, it only strengthened the bond with his family. Ry took a major spill shortly after he started walking. That instant feeling in my heart and my gut finally matched up with my brain. I can't explain it. Once I got off the phone with the Dr. and got him checked out, that's when it hit. I am a mom. I can do this. I'm not alone. As I write this, I have tears in my eyes. I finally felt that connection. That bond between a mother and her child. That unbreakable string connecting the two. From there my world changed again. It was easier. I did know what I was doing. What I didn't know in my brain, my body instinctively knew what to do. Every day of the last 13 years, I've had not just one, but many by my side. Oh sure, we've all had our fights. Some more than others. (Y'all know who you are! LOL) We've all fought for one common thing though. What's best for Ryan. There are many of us that want the best for him. We all have very strong and dominant personalities. I'm sure we will have many more fights for the rest of our lives. I wouldn't trade the last 13 years for anything. Each year up until now, his birthday was just another birthday. Not a big deal. He's such a cutie. This year is different. He's not my baby anymore. He's not my little boy anymore. He's in a new school for the first time since 2nd grade. He's in a different environment altogether for the first time in his life. Expectations are far different than they were just a year ago. My "yittle guy" is a young man now. He's handled the change as if it were no big deal. He's thriving too! He's involved already in many things. I can't believe that those days that seemed to never end have not only ended, but 13 years of never-ending days have passed. I'm not needed as much, except for being a taxi. He does so much on his own now. Things I did for him every day for years it seemed. Soon he won't need me at all. I fear that time is coming quickly and sooner than I'd like. I'm so proud and happy about how well he's thriving this year in school. I'm so proud at how responsible and mature he is. (Compared to me at that age.) I just can't believe some days that this is the baby that I cradled in my arms for a year. The toddler that took off running once he figured out how to walk. The little guy that made friends so easily wherever he went. The little boy that was always so loving and sweet all the time. The tween that still wasn't too cool for his parents. The boy that is proud of his family. No matter how "odd" our family looks to outsiders. And now I have a teenager. Who still loves his parents and isn't afraid to show the world. The teenager that sees now that our family is different from "normal" families and understands why and is proud of us anyway. Some days I felt as if I was a failure as a mom. I don't do the crafty room mom things. I'm just not that creative. I don't bake treats for the bake sales. I don't bake much if at all. I don't have the creative teacher gifts that are so cute. Some days, I only got out of bed to take him to school and pick him up. Those days he just laid with me when he got home and "took care of mom" The love in his heart just overwhelms me. Somedays I wonder where that came from. This young man has a spirit in him and a love in him that is greater than anything I could have asked God for. I've not been the perfect patient example of what a mom should be. As a matter of fact, I'm probably the poster child for how not to handle some things. He's been my world. I wonder sometimes, how could this wonderful young man have come from me.
Saturday, June 15, 2013
NOW HEAR THIS!!!!!
Now hear this people!!!
I love yall, and I love getting to go out to eat with yall, but I will NO longer go to the local greasy spoon or fat filled restaurant. If you want us with you, there must be healthy alternatives on the menu. What I mean by that is, I have to be able to find the nutrition facts for said restaurant on the internet somewhere. I am only eating healthy gluten free. If you really want us but really want that greasy spoon, do NOT be offended if I bring my own meal shake with me. That is why I have gained back some of this weight and been stuck at a plateau.
This goes for my whole family. We will ONLY eat gluten free clean food. I am NOT ashamed to bring shakes or alternatives for us. If the restaurant is not cool with our diet restrictions and bringing an alternative, then my family and I don't need to eat there.
I am enforcing this on Ryan, because I know genetically, he is predisposed to diabetes, heart disease obesity and high blood pressure. I am aware that he is really skinny now, but teaching him to eat nothing but crap now means he will eat nothing but crap all his life. I was teeny tiny all my life and even into my mid 20's. I then blew up like a ballon and have had many health problems as a result. I will NOT have Ry go through that. If you can't be supportive in me teaching my family to live a healthy lifestyle, then get to steppin, because we don't need crap in our lives. I am sick and tired of hearing excuses as to why my skinny husband and son should be able to eat crap. I am not being too hard on my family. I know many people that have health problems related to their diets, they know that is what is causing the problems and do absolutely nothing to change that. I have no sympathy. I'm sorry, but y'all are bringing this on yourselves. I will NOT live like that any more. I refuse to be a prisoner in my own body.
Don't you dare judge me for only wanting my son to eat clean healthy food. That is NOT torture people. That is teaching him to lead a healthy life. Since when did it become child abuse to make your child eat healthy food? My job as a mom, is to raise a healthy, happy child that can take care of himself, and his family and lead a healthy adult life. If that is child abuse, well then, I sure am abusing the hell out of that boy. He is happy, relatively healthy and can already do many things around the house most children and adults can't even do. I think that is a damn good thing.
If you don't like that, then cut me out of your life. If all you want is crap in your life, I want no part of it. I have my own personal demons to deal with. If you can't be a positive influence or you don't want a positive influence in your life, then you don't want me or my family in your life.
Done.
I love yall, and I love getting to go out to eat with yall, but I will NO longer go to the local greasy spoon or fat filled restaurant. If you want us with you, there must be healthy alternatives on the menu. What I mean by that is, I have to be able to find the nutrition facts for said restaurant on the internet somewhere. I am only eating healthy gluten free. If you really want us but really want that greasy spoon, do NOT be offended if I bring my own meal shake with me. That is why I have gained back some of this weight and been stuck at a plateau.
This goes for my whole family. We will ONLY eat gluten free clean food. I am NOT ashamed to bring shakes or alternatives for us. If the restaurant is not cool with our diet restrictions and bringing an alternative, then my family and I don't need to eat there.
I am enforcing this on Ryan, because I know genetically, he is predisposed to diabetes, heart disease obesity and high blood pressure. I am aware that he is really skinny now, but teaching him to eat nothing but crap now means he will eat nothing but crap all his life. I was teeny tiny all my life and even into my mid 20's. I then blew up like a ballon and have had many health problems as a result. I will NOT have Ry go through that. If you can't be supportive in me teaching my family to live a healthy lifestyle, then get to steppin, because we don't need crap in our lives. I am sick and tired of hearing excuses as to why my skinny husband and son should be able to eat crap. I am not being too hard on my family. I know many people that have health problems related to their diets, they know that is what is causing the problems and do absolutely nothing to change that. I have no sympathy. I'm sorry, but y'all are bringing this on yourselves. I will NOT live like that any more. I refuse to be a prisoner in my own body.
Don't you dare judge me for only wanting my son to eat clean healthy food. That is NOT torture people. That is teaching him to lead a healthy life. Since when did it become child abuse to make your child eat healthy food? My job as a mom, is to raise a healthy, happy child that can take care of himself, and his family and lead a healthy adult life. If that is child abuse, well then, I sure am abusing the hell out of that boy. He is happy, relatively healthy and can already do many things around the house most children and adults can't even do. I think that is a damn good thing.
If you don't like that, then cut me out of your life. If all you want is crap in your life, I want no part of it. I have my own personal demons to deal with. If you can't be a positive influence or you don't want a positive influence in your life, then you don't want me or my family in your life.
Done.
Tuesday, June 4, 2013
It's me again God.
Dear God,
It's me again. I have spent the better part of the last two weeks angry at You. I have railed against You and Your wisdom and timing. I have faulted you for things that You didn't do but You let happen.
Sitting here tonight enjoying the giddiness of my husband as he works on a side project, the light bulb turned on.
Shortly before our house was broken into was when Jim was first approached about this side project. We didn't think he'd get it at first because somebody wanted to donate the work for free. Unfortunately we aren't in a position to do that. Fast forward and our house has been burglarized and some very expensive to replace things have been taken.
Sitting here tonight I realize, You knew what was going to happen, so You lined up this project so that we could replace some of what had been taken. In my anger, I was too blind to see what was in front of my face. My anger should not be at You but at the jerks that did this. Tug at their hearts Lord. I will work in mine to forgive them.
Tina
It's me again. I have spent the better part of the last two weeks angry at You. I have railed against You and Your wisdom and timing. I have faulted you for things that You didn't do but You let happen.
Sitting here tonight enjoying the giddiness of my husband as he works on a side project, the light bulb turned on.
Shortly before our house was broken into was when Jim was first approached about this side project. We didn't think he'd get it at first because somebody wanted to donate the work for free. Unfortunately we aren't in a position to do that. Fast forward and our house has been burglarized and some very expensive to replace things have been taken.
Sitting here tonight I realize, You knew what was going to happen, so You lined up this project so that we could replace some of what had been taken. In my anger, I was too blind to see what was in front of my face. My anger should not be at You but at the jerks that did this. Tug at their hearts Lord. I will work in mine to forgive them.
Tina
Thursday, May 30, 2013
Dear God
Dear God,
I am struggling here. I don't know what to do and I can't control how I feel. There has been so much that has hit me this year. Why? I am not that strong. I am ok with you testing me and testing my husband, but do you really think Ry is old enough to be tested? I am not supposed to question you. You are God. You are all knowing. I can't help it. Like my son question's my decisions at times, I am questioning yours. I know you felt his pain. You felt it as keenly if not more so than I did. Why let him be hurt like that. He is just a child. He is still innocent. I don't know your plan. Everybody is telling me that you let this happen because you have bigger blessings in store. At this moment with the pain, fear and loneliness coursing through me at every waking moment, I don't know if I really want what's coming. My adult life has been a test at nearly every turn. I know I did things backwards. So does that mean I can't have any more children. Is that my punishment? I know I get short with Ry. Hello??? Do you NOT remember my teen years? Or my childhood? I know he is NOTHING like I was. But he does test my patience. Something I never had much of to begin with. So, since I'm not the perfect all patient mom, does that mean you won't let me have more children? What about Jim? Why punish him for MY mistakes??? Yea, I know I didn't marry Ry's dad. Marriage is for LIFE. You know that one of us would have ended up in an early grave. Besides, I never would have had the friendship and family I do had I married him. Isn't that better for Ry versus a family that would fight all the time? I think he's much happier this way than he would have been. Besides, how many boys have TWO cool dads? Not many. With more dad's bailing on their children, Ry is blessed with TWO!! I'd like to think that is a gift from You. I'm not complaining about our finances. We have always found a way to make it work. Sometimes we needed help, but we have always gotten through. I know the things that were taken were just that, things. Some of those "things" had photos. Videos that I will never have a chance to replace. Memories can be taken away. Photos are tangible memories. Now they are gone. Why Ry's stuff. He worked hard to earn that money. He worked hard to be able to pay for the games. My parent's split the cost of a gift that they couldn't afford to split because it was for Ry. Why let him be hurt that way? I don't know your reasons and I don't know your ways. You have left me in a state that I am struggling with. Even surrounded by my family, I am so very alone. I am broken. I no longer know where to turn. I no longer know what my purpose is here. I thought I did. Now I just feel as if I am here. That's it. No direction. No purpose. I don't know how to take that hurt away from my son. I don't know how to help my husband with this because he just never talks. I am alone here. I am hurting here. I am scared out of my mind here. I no longer trust the faces looking at me. I no longer know friend or foe. Every stranger is now somebody that just wants to hurt me. I am SO angry at you for letting these things happen. I am never going to be the same. It's all your fault! I still love you, but right now, I am sooooo angry at you! I don't know your ways, or your reasons, but I can feel angry. Just like Ry gets angry at me. I know he loves me, but he is angry. I love you God, but I am mad as hell right now. I need some time to think. I don't know how to process all of this inside of me.
With my deepest love
Tina
P.S.
Please don't make judgements. We all get angry with God for letting bad things happen. Some of us can handle that better than others, and some just never admit it at all. I am saying it out loud. I am admitting that I am angry as hell about things. Let me express that. Don't judge me. John 8:4-7
I am struggling here. I don't know what to do and I can't control how I feel. There has been so much that has hit me this year. Why? I am not that strong. I am ok with you testing me and testing my husband, but do you really think Ry is old enough to be tested? I am not supposed to question you. You are God. You are all knowing. I can't help it. Like my son question's my decisions at times, I am questioning yours. I know you felt his pain. You felt it as keenly if not more so than I did. Why let him be hurt like that. He is just a child. He is still innocent. I don't know your plan. Everybody is telling me that you let this happen because you have bigger blessings in store. At this moment with the pain, fear and loneliness coursing through me at every waking moment, I don't know if I really want what's coming. My adult life has been a test at nearly every turn. I know I did things backwards. So does that mean I can't have any more children. Is that my punishment? I know I get short with Ry. Hello??? Do you NOT remember my teen years? Or my childhood? I know he is NOTHING like I was. But he does test my patience. Something I never had much of to begin with. So, since I'm not the perfect all patient mom, does that mean you won't let me have more children? What about Jim? Why punish him for MY mistakes??? Yea, I know I didn't marry Ry's dad. Marriage is for LIFE. You know that one of us would have ended up in an early grave. Besides, I never would have had the friendship and family I do had I married him. Isn't that better for Ry versus a family that would fight all the time? I think he's much happier this way than he would have been. Besides, how many boys have TWO cool dads? Not many. With more dad's bailing on their children, Ry is blessed with TWO!! I'd like to think that is a gift from You. I'm not complaining about our finances. We have always found a way to make it work. Sometimes we needed help, but we have always gotten through. I know the things that were taken were just that, things. Some of those "things" had photos. Videos that I will never have a chance to replace. Memories can be taken away. Photos are tangible memories. Now they are gone. Why Ry's stuff. He worked hard to earn that money. He worked hard to be able to pay for the games. My parent's split the cost of a gift that they couldn't afford to split because it was for Ry. Why let him be hurt that way? I don't know your reasons and I don't know your ways. You have left me in a state that I am struggling with. Even surrounded by my family, I am so very alone. I am broken. I no longer know where to turn. I no longer know what my purpose is here. I thought I did. Now I just feel as if I am here. That's it. No direction. No purpose. I don't know how to take that hurt away from my son. I don't know how to help my husband with this because he just never talks. I am alone here. I am hurting here. I am scared out of my mind here. I no longer trust the faces looking at me. I no longer know friend or foe. Every stranger is now somebody that just wants to hurt me. I am SO angry at you for letting these things happen. I am never going to be the same. It's all your fault! I still love you, but right now, I am sooooo angry at you! I don't know your ways, or your reasons, but I can feel angry. Just like Ry gets angry at me. I know he loves me, but he is angry. I love you God, but I am mad as hell right now. I need some time to think. I don't know how to process all of this inside of me.
With my deepest love
Tina
P.S.
Please don't make judgements. We all get angry with God for letting bad things happen. Some of us can handle that better than others, and some just never admit it at all. I am saying it out loud. I am admitting that I am angry as hell about things. Let me express that. Don't judge me. John 8:4-7
Tuesday, January 8, 2013
Time to Turn It Around
As I look at myself over the last year, I am proud of what I see. Only what I see. I have lost 50 pounds. Holy Crap!!!!!! That's a child right there. I'm proud of that. I still have my weaknesses when it comes to food. I know I'm an emotional eater. There are days when I was massively stressed out, that I would starve myself, because I was too afraid that food would become my crutch. That is just as unhealthy as being an emotional eater. I am still struggling with that. While I'm excited and proud of how my body is starting to look like it used to again, on the inside I hate myself. It's what you can't see that I'm not proud of. I have never been one to stick to any diet or workout plan. It's just not me. This year is different though. Why? Well, because I hate myself on the inside and this is my way of escaping. I'm throwing myself into working out to escape the reality of my life. I have friends that are struggling with so much more. I don't feel right burdening them with my problems. My problems are nothing compared to their struggles. I have thrown myself into my diets and workouts. It is my escape. Much like my work. Don't get me wrong, I do have a newfound love for being healthy. I love that I don't feel like poo every day. But, I do feel like poo. Just a different kind of poo. I'm struggling with a lot.
My 11 year old told me today that he's depressed. What?!?!?!?! How does he even know what that is???? What did I do wrong?!?!?!? My first thought was that I have so totally screwed up my child for life and I can't undo it. I didn't even see it happen. I have one child. How the hell did I miss this?!?!?!?! Mother of the Year. Not this year. I know it's a process. It didn't just happen overnight. I know that it will take work. I know I'm not the only one in this. I have help. I have partners in this. Being the one that spends the most time with him, I feel solely responsible. There I go again. I'm taking all the weight of the burden. Not sharing. Weren't we taught to share as kids??? Why can I not share this???? What is wrong with me??? I had a good conversation. I did find out some of the contributing factors. Is Ry depressed? I don't know. I'm not a doctor. Is he sad? Yes. He's stuck in the middle of a crappy situation that he has no control over. Can I help him cope. I think so. I need to share this burden though. I need advice. I need to communicate this info with his dads. Yes, that is supposed to be plural. I did spell that right. He has two dads. Part of the crappy situation I can help with on my end. I just have to learn how myself. I have help there too. I just need to accept it. The other part, I have no control over and I need to accept that as well. Why on earth do I feel like I need to make everything perfect. Why can't I just accept that life is a bitch and that I have no control over what she throws my way. How on earth can I teach Ry to roll with the punches, when I myself go nuts trying to control it all. I'm seriously screwed up I think.
Then my marriage. Oh there is a can of worms. It's not right. It's broken and I don't know how to fix it. Again, what's with trying to fix everything???? I am not a happy person. I have changed since I got married. My husband has changed since we got married. Our lives have been turned upside down and back again so often in the last 9 years, that I have lost track of which way is up. Is this what it's supposed to be like? Every time I think our problems are over and all is right with the world again, flip! turned upside down again. Remember those things we had as kids with the water and colored oil. You'd turn them over and they had to go through all these obstacles to get to the other side, and as soon as it settled, you'd turn it over again. Well, that has been my entire adult life. Who the hell did I piss off to draw this hand???? Can I fold and start over??? What gives???? I just try to bury it all and move on. It will go away if I ignore it right???? NOT!!!!! How can I get happy again??? I was happy when I got married. I was happy for a long time. Then I got fat. Then I got sad. Now I'm getting skinny, but I'm still sad. Oh I have good times and fun, but I'm still sad inside. I know my marriage needs work. I need work.
I had a friend tell me tonight that I'm not alone. God is good. He does have a plan. He will provide a way. He has. I just need to treat it like I do my body. Push past the uncomfortable and the hurt. Once I do, I will get to the other side. She said, "it will get worse before it gets better" Thank you. You called me so late tonight so that I could talk. That's twice you have listened when I needed to talk. You don't know me very well, and yet you have been an amazing friend. God put you there. God is working through you to show us where to find the tools we need. I pray that God blesses you the way you have been blessing me this last week. Right now, I'm one ugly person on the inside. I'm hurting and angry and sad. That will change. Much like I shed the weight of my body, I will shed the weight of the negative emotions. Only then can I be beautiful inside and out.
Thursday, October 18, 2012
Too funny not to post!!!
I know it's been a couple of months since my last post, I need to get better about that. It does get crazy around here with 2 boys, a spouse and a roomie!!! That and with school starting up, there is just tons to do and not enough time to do it in!!!!
So anyway, I'm trolling around Facebook this morning and I find this post from a friend titled "Random Things People Our Age Think/Say" I'm sorry, but I just have to repost this......It's too funny not to. It's also definitely a sign of the times!!!
So anyway, I'm trolling around Facebook this morning and I find this post from a friend titled "Random Things People Our Age Think/Say" I'm sorry, but I just have to repost this......It's too funny not to. It's also definitely a sign of the times!!!
Thank you Ashley R!!!!!!
-More often than not, when someone is telling me a story all I can think about is that I can't wait for them to finish so that I can tell my own story that's not only better, but also more directly involves me.
-Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you're wrong.
-I don't understand the purpose of the line, "I don't need to drink to have fun." Great, no one does. But why start a fire with flint and sticks when they've invented the lighter?
-Have you ever been walking down the street and realized that you're going in the complete opposite direction of where you are supposed to be going? But instead of just turning a 180 and walking back in the direction from which you came, you have to first do something like check your watch or phone or make a grand arm gesture and mutter to yourself to ensure that no one in the surrounding area thinks you're crazy by randomly switching directions on the sidewalk.
-That's enough, Nickelback.
-I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger.
-Is it just me, or are 80% of the people in the "people you may know" feature on Facebook people that I
do know, but I deliberately choose not to be friends with?
-Do you remember when you were a kid, playing Nintendo and it wouldn't work? You take the cartridge out, blow in it and that would magically fix the problem. Every kid in America did that, but how did we all know how to fix the problem? There was no internet or message boards or FAQ's. We just figured it out. Today's kids are soft.
-There is a great need for sarcasm font.
-Sometimes, I'll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and suddenly realize I had no idea what the f was going on when I first saw it.
-I think everyone has a movie that they love so much, it actually becomes stressful to watch it with other people. I'll end up wasting 90 minutes shiftily glancing around to confirm that everyone's laughing at the right parts, then making sure I laugh just a little bit harder (and a millisecond earlier) to prove that I'm still the only one who really, really gets it.
-How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?
-I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.
- I think part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.
-The only time I look forward to a red light is when I’m trying to finish a text.
- A recent study has shown that playing beer pong contributes to the spread of mono and the flu. Yeah, if you suck at it.
- Was learning cursive really necessary?
- Lol has gone from meaning, "laugh out loud" to "I have nothing else to say".
- I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.
- Answering the same letter three times or more in a row on a Scantron test is absolutely petrifying.
- My brother's Municipal League baseball team is named the Stepdads. Seeing as none of the guys on the team are actual stepdads, I inquired about the name. He explained, "Cuz we beat you, and you hate us." Classy, bro.
- Whenever someone says "I'm not book smart, but I'm street smart", all I hear is "I'm not real smart, but I'm imaginary smart".
- How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nod and smile because you still didn't hear what they said?
- I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars teams up to prevent a dick from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers!
- Every time I have to spell a word over the phone using 'as in' examples, I will undoubtedly draw a blank and sound like a complete idiot. Today I had to spell my boss's last name to an attorney and said "Yes that's G as in...(10 second lapse)..ummm...Goonies"
-What would happen if I hired two private investigators to follow each other?
- While driving yesterday I saw a banana peel in the road and instinctively swerved to avoid it...thanks Mario Kart.
- MapQuest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.
- Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.
- I find it hard to believe there are actually people who get in the shower first and THEN turn on the water.
-Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty, and you can wear them forever.
- I would like to officially coin the phrase 'catching the swine flu' to be used as a way to make fun of a friend for hooking up with an overweight woman. Example: "Dave caught the swine flu last night."
-I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.
- Bad decisions make good stories
-Whenever I'm Facebook stalking someone and I find out that their profile is public I feel like a kid on Christmas morning who just got the Red Ryder BB gun that I always wanted. 546 pictures? Don't mind if I do!
- Is it just me or do high school girls get sluttier & sluttier every year?
-If Carmen San Diego and Waldo ever got together, their offspring would probably just be completely invisible.
-Why is it that during an ice-breaker, when the whole room has to go around and say their name and where they are from, I get so incredibly nervous? Like I know my name, I know where I'm from, this shouldn't be a problem....
-You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you've made up your mind that you just aren't doing anything productive for the rest of the day.
-Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after DVDs? I don't want to have to restart my collection.
-There's no worse feeling than that millisecond you're sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.
-I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to.
- "Do not machine wash or tumble dry" means I will never wash this ever.
-I hate being the one with the remote in a room full of people watching TV. There's so much pressure. 'I love this show, but will they judge me if I keep it on? I bet everyone is wishing we weren't watching this. It's only a matter of time before they all get up and leave the room. Will we still be friends after this?'
-I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Dammit!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What'd you do after I didn't answer? Drop the phone and run away?
- I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.
-When I meet a new girl, I'm terrified of mentioning something she hasn't already told me but that I have learned from some light internet stalking.
-I like all of the music in my iTunes, except when it's on shuffle, then I like about one in every fifteen songs in my iTunes.
-Why is a school zone 20 mph? That seems like the optimal cruising speed for pedophiles...
- As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists.
-Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.
-It should probably be called Unplanned Parenthood.
-I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.
-Even if I knew your social security number, I wouldn't know what do to with it.
-Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys in a pocket, hitting the G-spot, and Pinning the Tail on the Donkey - but I’d bet my ass everyone can find and push the Snooze button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time every time...
-My 4-year old son asked me in the car the other day "Dad what would happen if you ran over a ninja?" How the hell do I respond to that?
-It really pisses me off when I want to read a story on CNN.com and the link takes me to a video instead of text.
-I wonder if cops ever get pissed off at the fact that everyone they drive behind obeys the speed limit.
-I think the freezer deserves a light as well.
-I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday or Saturday night more kisses begin with Miller Lites than Kay.
-The other night I ordered takeout, and when I looked in the bag, saw they had included four sets of plastic silverware. In other words, someone at the restaurant packed my order, took a second to think about it, and then estimated that there must be at least four people eating to require such a large amount of food. Too bad I was eating by myself. There's nothing like being made to feel like a fat bastard before dinner.
Here it is:
"Random Things People Our Age Think/Say"
~~Feel free to make any additions in comments and I can edit accordingly~~
-I wish Google Maps had an "Avoid Ghetto" routing option.
-More often than not, when someone is telling me a story all I can think about is that I can't wait for them to finish so that I can tell my own story that's not only better, but also more directly involves me.
-Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you're wrong.
-I don't understand the purpose of the line, "I don't need to drink to have fun." Great, no one does. But why start a fire with flint and sticks when they've invented the lighter?
-Have you ever been walking down the street and realized that you're going in the complete opposite direction of where you are supposed to be going? But instead of just turning a 180 and walking back in the direction from which you came, you have to first do something like check your watch or phone or make a grand arm gesture and mutter to yourself to ensure that no one in the surrounding area thinks you're crazy by randomly switching directions on the sidewalk.
-That's enough, Nickelback.
-I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger.
-Is it just me, or are 80% of the people in the "people you may know" feature on Facebook people that I
do know, but I deliberately choose not to be friends with?
-Do you remember when you were a kid, playing Nintendo and it wouldn't work? You take the cartridge out, blow in it and that would magically fix the problem. Every kid in America did that, but how did we all know how to fix the problem? There was no internet or message boards or FAQ's. We just figured it out. Today's kids are soft.
-There is a great need for sarcasm font.
-Sometimes, I'll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and suddenly realize I had no idea what the f was going on when I first saw it.
-I think everyone has a movie that they love so much, it actually becomes stressful to watch it with other people. I'll end up wasting 90 minutes shiftily glancing around to confirm that everyone's laughing at the right parts, then making sure I laugh just a little bit harder (and a millisecond earlier) to prove that I'm still the only one who really, really gets it.
-How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?
-I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.
- I think part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.
-The only time I look forward to a red light is when I’m trying to finish a text.
- A recent study has shown that playing beer pong contributes to the spread of mono and the flu. Yeah, if you suck at it.
- Was learning cursive really necessary?
- Lol has gone from meaning, "laugh out loud" to "I have nothing else to say".
- I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.
- Answering the same letter three times or more in a row on a Scantron test is absolutely petrifying.
- My brother's Municipal League baseball team is named the Stepdads. Seeing as none of the guys on the team are actual stepdads, I inquired about the name. He explained, "Cuz we beat you, and you hate us." Classy, bro.
- Whenever someone says "I'm not book smart, but I'm street smart", all I hear is "I'm not real smart, but I'm imaginary smart".
- How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nod and smile because you still didn't hear what they said?
- I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars teams up to prevent a dick from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers!
- Every time I have to spell a word over the phone using 'as in' examples, I will undoubtedly draw a blank and sound like a complete idiot. Today I had to spell my boss's last name to an attorney and said "Yes that's G as in...(10 second lapse)..ummm...Goonies"
-What would happen if I hired two private investigators to follow each other?
- While driving yesterday I saw a banana peel in the road and instinctively swerved to avoid it...thanks Mario Kart.
- MapQuest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.
- Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.
- I find it hard to believe there are actually people who get in the shower first and THEN turn on the water.
-Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty, and you can wear them forever.
- I would like to officially coin the phrase 'catching the swine flu' to be used as a way to make fun of a friend for hooking up with an overweight woman. Example: "Dave caught the swine flu last night."
-I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.
- Bad decisions make good stories
-Whenever I'm Facebook stalking someone and I find out that their profile is public I feel like a kid on Christmas morning who just got the Red Ryder BB gun that I always wanted. 546 pictures? Don't mind if I do!
- Is it just me or do high school girls get sluttier & sluttier every year?
-If Carmen San Diego and Waldo ever got together, their offspring would probably just be completely invisible.
-Why is it that during an ice-breaker, when the whole room has to go around and say their name and where they are from, I get so incredibly nervous? Like I know my name, I know where I'm from, this shouldn't be a problem....
-You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you've made up your mind that you just aren't doing anything productive for the rest of the day.
-Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after DVDs? I don't want to have to restart my collection.
-There's no worse feeling than that millisecond you're sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.
-I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to.
- "Do not machine wash or tumble dry" means I will never wash this ever.
-I hate being the one with the remote in a room full of people watching TV. There's so much pressure. 'I love this show, but will they judge me if I keep it on? I bet everyone is wishing we weren't watching this. It's only a matter of time before they all get up and leave the room. Will we still be friends after this?'
-I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Dammit!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What'd you do after I didn't answer? Drop the phone and run away?
- I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.
-When I meet a new girl, I'm terrified of mentioning something she hasn't already told me but that I have learned from some light internet stalking.
-I like all of the music in my iTunes, except when it's on shuffle, then I like about one in every fifteen songs in my iTunes.
-Why is a school zone 20 mph? That seems like the optimal cruising speed for pedophiles...
- As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists.
-Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.
-It should probably be called Unplanned Parenthood.
-I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.
-Even if I knew your social security number, I wouldn't know what do to with it.
-Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys in a pocket, hitting the G-spot, and Pinning the Tail on the Donkey - but I’d bet my ass everyone can find and push the Snooze button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time every time...
-My 4-year old son asked me in the car the other day "Dad what would happen if you ran over a ninja?" How the hell do I respond to that?
-It really pisses me off when I want to read a story on CNN.com and the link takes me to a video instead of text.
-I wonder if cops ever get pissed off at the fact that everyone they drive behind obeys the speed limit.
-I think the freezer deserves a light as well.
-I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday or Saturday night more kisses begin with Miller Lites than Kay.
-The other night I ordered takeout, and when I looked in the bag, saw they had included four sets of plastic silverware. In other words, someone at the restaurant packed my order, took a second to think about it, and then estimated that there must be at least four people eating to require such a large amount of food. Too bad I was eating by myself. There's nothing like being made to feel like a fat bastard before dinner.
Not a good day.
I'm not having a very good day. I woke up with a flare up. I know exactly what caused it. I had two slices of pizza last night. The bread got me. I force myself out of bed, because my husband's care is at my parents house and someone has to take Ry to school. Admittedly I'm not in the best mood. I hurt, and I just want to lay in bed.
I had my spark, my supplements and my shake in the car. I get Jim to his car, Ry to school, run to the doctors office, to get his prescription. While there, the new office manager hassles me because Ry and I have different last names. She actually wasn't going to let me pick up his prescription. I was rude back. I know....I should have been more patient....I wasn't. Reread above. I'm not in a good mood. So after finally proving that yes, I am Ry's mom and yes, I do have the authority to pick up his meds, I run to the pharmacy. What pharmacy doesn't open until 10???? Really???? I go home. I will drop it off on the way to work.
I am now back in bed. For lunch I make another horrible food choice. I get one of those 100 calorie sandwich breads that are flat, throw 1/4c of cheese on it and nuke the sucker. Add a small bag of sun chips and you have a carb feast for lunch. All loaded with gluten. Reread above. I hurt. I don't feel like leaving again to go and pick up a salad. I don't feel like cooking eggs to make this somewhat healthier, and there is no way in hell I'm going to defrost chicken or tilapia and frozen veggies for lunch. It's not a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day, but it's close.....What's sad is I only ate 1/2 of the lunch. I now have an upset stomach to go with my body pain. I know if I go and run or walk, I will feel better, but I hurt and I just want to roll over and sleep.
These are the days that are the hardest for me. I have a girls night planned with a good friend and a jewelry party just before. I feel so bad, I don't want to go, yet I want to go sooooo bad!!!!!
These were the days that would sabotage my previous weight loss attempts. I would make a bad food choice and think "That's it. It's over. Why try?" I would stay in bed for days after feeling like I have failed the world. I felt like everybody was ashamed of me. I felt like I wasn't good for anyone. Looking back, that was a serious emotional struggle for me. I would let one day like today totally derail me. Then I'd start over in a few months, and do good for a month and have a bad day. Then it would derail me again. Once again, I'd feel like I did before. I knew then just as well as I know now, that it wasn't true, yet I'd let my emotions rule my brain.
Today is a bad day. I'm not happy with myself for making poor food choices. This was not because I'm emotionally compromised. This was out of laziness and not feeling like doing anything that takes any effort. If nothing else today, I will go to work. Enjoy the job I have been so blessed to have been given. I will have fun at this party tonight, and then I will have fun on my girl's night after.
Tomorrow is a new day. No mistakes....yet. I am not perfect. This will not sideline me. I have not come this far, just to go back. I have made many poor food choices on this weight loss journey. I have paid for it in pain, weight gain, and sickness.....I will move past and carry on. That is what has made this journey to weight loss successful thus far. I acknowledged my mistake and moved on. Maybe I will go for a run later. It's a perfect day for it. For right now, I'm still in bed. Curled up in a blanket and wallowing in my pain.....Tomorrow is a new day........
Now where did I put that bottle of naproxen???????
I had my spark, my supplements and my shake in the car. I get Jim to his car, Ry to school, run to the doctors office, to get his prescription. While there, the new office manager hassles me because Ry and I have different last names. She actually wasn't going to let me pick up his prescription. I was rude back. I know....I should have been more patient....I wasn't. Reread above. I'm not in a good mood. So after finally proving that yes, I am Ry's mom and yes, I do have the authority to pick up his meds, I run to the pharmacy. What pharmacy doesn't open until 10???? Really???? I go home. I will drop it off on the way to work.
I am now back in bed. For lunch I make another horrible food choice. I get one of those 100 calorie sandwich breads that are flat, throw 1/4c of cheese on it and nuke the sucker. Add a small bag of sun chips and you have a carb feast for lunch. All loaded with gluten. Reread above. I hurt. I don't feel like leaving again to go and pick up a salad. I don't feel like cooking eggs to make this somewhat healthier, and there is no way in hell I'm going to defrost chicken or tilapia and frozen veggies for lunch. It's not a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day, but it's close.....What's sad is I only ate 1/2 of the lunch. I now have an upset stomach to go with my body pain. I know if I go and run or walk, I will feel better, but I hurt and I just want to roll over and sleep.
These are the days that are the hardest for me. I have a girls night planned with a good friend and a jewelry party just before. I feel so bad, I don't want to go, yet I want to go sooooo bad!!!!!
These were the days that would sabotage my previous weight loss attempts. I would make a bad food choice and think "That's it. It's over. Why try?" I would stay in bed for days after feeling like I have failed the world. I felt like everybody was ashamed of me. I felt like I wasn't good for anyone. Looking back, that was a serious emotional struggle for me. I would let one day like today totally derail me. Then I'd start over in a few months, and do good for a month and have a bad day. Then it would derail me again. Once again, I'd feel like I did before. I knew then just as well as I know now, that it wasn't true, yet I'd let my emotions rule my brain.
Today is a bad day. I'm not happy with myself for making poor food choices. This was not because I'm emotionally compromised. This was out of laziness and not feeling like doing anything that takes any effort. If nothing else today, I will go to work. Enjoy the job I have been so blessed to have been given. I will have fun at this party tonight, and then I will have fun on my girl's night after.
Tomorrow is a new day. No mistakes....yet. I am not perfect. This will not sideline me. I have not come this far, just to go back. I have made many poor food choices on this weight loss journey. I have paid for it in pain, weight gain, and sickness.....I will move past and carry on. That is what has made this journey to weight loss successful thus far. I acknowledged my mistake and moved on. Maybe I will go for a run later. It's a perfect day for it. For right now, I'm still in bed. Curled up in a blanket and wallowing in my pain.....Tomorrow is a new day........
Now where did I put that bottle of naproxen???????
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