Thursday, January 28, 2010

When Life Hands You Lemons...curse them!

OK…soo…January was a really great month. Can you tell? Combined with my lack of posting and my completely depressing posts that I did manage to write, let’s just say that I am really looking forward to Monday. Which is a first for me. I usually have a pretty bad case of the Mondays.

The other day, I went onto my blogs that I check every day, and on one of them, I was given an award!! It’s called When Life Hands You Lemons” award. And, I’m not going to lie, my first thought was PANIC!! I HAVE TO POST A BLOG NOW!!! And OMG!!! I have to nominate FIVE other blogs!!! Shit. Here’s the thing…I do read several blogs. I wouldn’t say that I am blog-obsessed, but I do enjoy me some internet stalking, best friend-making. But my best friends, (who have no idea that I exist), are generally the popular girls. Dooce, Pioneer Woman, The Spohrs, Playgroupie. These are women who have plenty of readers and don’t need more readers. Because what you do when you get this award is to thank the giver of the award, link to their blog, share 5 things about yourself, and then link to 5 new blogging recipients of my choosing and notify them. Eeks!! The pressure!! And then I decided to make a master decision. I am going to break the rules. And I am going to link to a couple of blogs, and that will just have to do. I can breathe a little more easy now. (please note also that it has taken me approximately 3 days to make this decision and act on it.)

My friend Pamela at 2 Much Testosterone is the one who induced this panic. Fortunately, I found her shortly after I had Sam, when I was a bit down in the dumps. And you know what?? She was too!! She encouraged me to seek medication, which makes me happy. And I truly enjoy the stories about her kids, even though it blows my mind that we are only a couple of years apart and she has a teenager!! It makes me want to write down stories about Sam, so I don’t forget. Which I rarely do, but I totally have the intention of sitting down one day and journaling all about it. Pamela lives in Florida, and whenever I talk about her to Workaholic, it’s “My friend Pamela in Florida,” and he is all, “How do you know her again?” Boys just don’t understand.

And here is where I am supposed to share 5 things about myself. Which shouldn’t be hard, except I once shared 50 Things About Myself, and I am trying not to duplicate.

1) I get road rage, except instead of yelling at people and flipping them off, I yell and then almost start crying. This is especially bad if I hit a million red lights in a row. The only way I have found to deal with it is to ask God to not let me cry hard enough so I can’t see, because that would be bad, because I am driving. And to please just give me a break. It generally works…He listens.

2) Continuing on the God theme…I recently discovered that I HATE the church I joined up here. I decided I am never going back, and already have a new one picked out. I have been told that it is normal, and the Mass starts and ends on time, which is important to me. (I am Catholic, so I have to have a church here...but to be honest, I hadn't gone to the one I HATE since early last year. So yes, I am a pretty typical Catholic.)

3) I don’t let Samantha watch little kid TV. She is a big fan of the news, and NCIS, and I tell people that I don’t think it is good for children her age to watch lots of programs geared towards selling them crap. Secretly, it’s because I am trying to put off memorizing children’s songs, which I know will happen eventually.

4) We decided to put our house on the market with a realtor. For the past 3 years, we’ve had a huge for sale sign in our yard that my husband had made, but it hasn’t really gotten us anywhere. So she is coming tonight. Eeks!

5) I recently posted on facebook that I wanted a particular dog, and put link to her. This inspired a friend of mine to go onto and look at dogs. Her and her boyfriend brought home a black lab mix puppy named Sam!! I am so happy for them that I am not even weirded out that their dog is named Sam (the shelter named him that), and him and my Sam are kind of going to grow up together.

Okey-dokey…now to my recipients!! She may be much more popular than I realize, but I think she is awesome. And she just made the HUGE decision to leave her hometown and move hundreds of miles away. That girl has balls. Again, probably much more popular than I realize, but she is the ultimate in courageous. I love to hear her take on life, and how she gets through her tough days. AND, she just gave birth to an adorable baby boy, Angus.

And finally… Full disclosure…this is my ex-boyfriend. And no, our break-up was not pleasant. But it was years and years ago, and we are both adults now and thanking God that we broke up. He hasn’t posted since football season, so this is incentive for him to get off his ass, quit being all in love with his girlfriend, (fiancé?), and update his blog!!

So THANK YOU Pamela, for making me get up off my ass and post a new blog! I feel so. much. better. More to come…I promise!


喝酒 said...

Beauty, unaccompanied by virtue, is as a flower without perfume. ....................................................

Pamela said...

Thank you so much for all that you wrote about me. And you're right, boys really just don't get it. That's why they have us I suppose. I'm going two weeks strong of posting every weekday. It's challenging and without the carnivals, I don't think I could pull it off.

Kevin said...

root canals aren't "pleasant"...our breakup was downright brutal :) Glad we're older and more mature now (at least you are...more mature...not older...nevermind...)

I'm going to go now.