Some days are great, others are not...but no matter what twists and turns I encounter, you can be sure I'm going to write about it!

Sunday, November 30, 2008

Price Check Please!

I'm honestly bored with dating. I want to find a "soul mate" (ugh, that sounds so cheesy!). The dating pool feels like it has dried up for me.

I've tried networking through my didn't work.

I've tried the online dating thing....met three guys...I'm still single

I'm not a church it's not gonna happen there.

I'm at a point where I feel like I need to hang up my dating shoes for a while. Honestly, my dating shoes feel like they have failed me, big time.

So I ask you this....where the hell can I buy a new pair of dating shoes since my off brand kicks have OBVIOUSLY failed me? Thanks...

OH! p.s. I'm a girl on a budget. k-thanks!

Monday, November 24, 2008

If you wish upon a star...

It's not every day I am presented with an opportunity to be generous. Don't get me wrong..I'm a people pleaser, but the pocket books have been a bit baron, if ya know what I'm saying.

This holiday season, little man's daycare participated in a shoe box holiday service project. I shrugged it off until the last night, then took little man to the store to pick up goodies to pack in the box. I think my conscious had gotten the best of me, especially after I checked out their website.

Yes, this is cheesy, but since the moment I first laid my eyes on little man, February 19th at 12:50am, I felt a strong urge to try and make a difference in the lives of other kids.

The shoebox thing, albeit very small, was my initial way of giving back. I jammed everything a 2-4year old boy could possibly want/need. Dove soap (because everyone needs to have a dove experience at least ONCE in their life!) a new washcloth, dum dum suckers (a whole bag of them!), an economy sized pack of bubble gum, disney toy cars, crayons, a coloring book, water color paints and play dough. It set me back about 35 dollars...really, pocket change in the grand scheme of things.

Did I mention putting the box together, and trying to explain it to little man felt amazing? No? Well, it did! So much so that I decided to extend my charitable fever to my girlfriends. I hopped online and started shooting emails.

I was surprised when I received an email from a girlfriend of mine, a second grade Teacher at a local school. We ended up speaking on the phone, and she told me about how the kids in her class are amazingly deserving, but come from families who are new to the country and going through some difficult economic times. My mind started churning, and I remembered a local radio station was granting holiday wishes. Unbenounced to her, the second we hung up the telephone I hopped online, and submitted my wish for Teacher*:

My friend Teacher is a kind and compassionate person. She is a second grade teacher at a local Hmong charter school. When asking my girlfriends for charitable ideas, Teacher told me the kids in her class are in dire need of simple things. Most of her second grade class are sent to school without socks, hats, or mittens. Many of the kids cannot complete their homework because their families cannot afford crayons. Teacher has visited their homes, and many of these children don't even have sheets on their bed. Teacher, being the amazing person that she is, took it upon herself to fund a sock drawer for her classroom. When children show up to school without socks, she takes a pair out of her drawer and gives them to the child in need. It is something so simple, yet so completely kind.
This holiday season, I am asking you to help Teacher with her efforts. She can only do so much on a teachers salary, and would rather provide her classroom with basic necessities instead of receiving anything herself. She is so passionate about her classroom, and about children that helping her this holiday season would not only touch her heart, but the hearts of nineteen glowing second graders. Thank you.

To my amazement, I found myself sitting in the sound booth of the radio station, while some interns barged in on Teacher's classroom, with bags of gifts for the kids. They truly went above and beyond, giving each child a sweatshirt, hat, mittens, school supplies and leaving Teacher with a sizable gift card. She was blown away, and the kids were amazed. I am still in shock about everything that went down this morning.

I know money is tight for a lot of people this holiday season, but I can tell you for certain KDWB's Holiday Wish is an amazing cause.

*Although her name was all over the radio this morning, I am keeping her anonymous to respect her privacy.

Thursday, November 20, 2008


I was in bed early tonight. the clock read 10" was a record for the week! Instead of staying up wasting more of my time with television, at 9:30 I went to my room and read a book. It was lovely. Lights out was 10:10 and I was basically giddy with excitement at the fact that I was snuggled in bed BEFORE 11pm.

"Click, click". It sounded almost like someone was trying to break into my apartment. The next thing I know, I heard a "MOMMY!" from little man. My instincts kicked in. I raced to his room to find him and his sheets covered in vomit.


I removed him from the situation, cleaned him up and did what I figured was best...I let him lay in mommy's room. I gave a pillow I referred to as a "magic pillow" and set a bucket next to him, figuring he would sleep the rest of the night. Did I think wrong.

It's 12:16am, and I just finished putting his sheets, AND my sheets into the washing machine. You guessed it, he got sick in my bed...which also caused me to get sick because I just don't handle this stuff very well.

Fortunately for me, I have been able to make arrangements for him. Hopefully I'll be able to survive work tomorrow.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Questions and Life

This morning, I firmly believe pandora's box has been opened. While walking little man into school, I reminded him that he needed to hold mommy's hand while in the street. He graciously listened, but then let out a "Why mom?"

I almost peed my pants.

This was his first "Why" question...and I have a STRONG feeling it's not going to be his last.

I don't think I was much of a "why-child", but I know for certain that my brother was. I'll be the FIRST to tell you, it drove me nuts 22 years ago, and I'm convinced it's going to drive me nuts now!

Wow..saying something was bad "22 years ago" really makes me feel old.

When I was in my pre-teens, I remember hearing (on some television talk show) that statistically, if a woman truly believes she will be married by a specific age, her chances of being married when she was that specific age increases. Maybe this falls into line with self fulfilling prophecy...but I'll be the first to tell you that my prophecy was not self fulfilled.

I had always imagined I would be engaged at 24, and married by 26...with my first baby at 28. As a 13 year old, I had my life planned out perfectly. Little did I know I'd be a single parent of a 1yo at 24, still not engaged at 25...and who the hell knows WHERE I'll be at 26.

Although my life hasn't turned out the way I originally planned, I'm quite alright with that. I am a firm believer that good things come to those willing to wait... I've put in my time, and continue to pay my dues. I'm happy, and I think that's all that matters!

Monday, November 17, 2008

Astute Observation

I just looked at my blog, and I had a Brittney Spears post, followed up by a Justin Timberlake post.

I'm cool.

Friday, November 14, 2008


To Whom It May Concern,

I have a confession to make. It's quite embarrassing, really.

My new favorite perfume is Fantasy, by Brittney Spears.

Please don't lose respect for me. I know it's a shameful thing to publicly admit.

Yours Truly,

Thursday, November 13, 2008


Sugar, weight, calories, fat, dating and exercise. That's all my brain has been consumed with this week. Why, you ask? Because I really really really want to slim down. For myself, for my social dating life, and also, because I am sick of being the fat girl.

Now...those of you who know me IRL may argue with me that I'm not "fat" and to this, I say "Well, I'm not skinny!" I could be categorized as healthy, curvy, busty, thick...thin and in-shape does not fit into that mix, and I want it to!!

I've signed up for an online calorie counter, and am participating in a weekly training session that also gives me support through homework and email contact in between workouts. So far, I'm slightly down in weight. Hopefully I can keep it up. I firmly believe that once I REALLY start going, there will be no stopping me!! :)

I also purchased a scale as a gentle reminder to mind what I am putting into my body. This is the first time in my entire life that I've had a scale at home. I hope it helps me unlock the magical key to weight loss success!

Wish me luck!!! (Lord only knows, this girl is GONNA NEED IT!!)

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

I'm Glad...

I love music, but I have only been to a handful of concerts. Most of the shows have been during music festivals such as X-Fest or WEFest. In fact, the only shows I have been to that WEREN'T a part of a music festival were two NSYNC shows (no, you didn't read that wrong...).
That being said, I purchased a ticket to the upcoming Gretchen Wilson show at the Myth...and I'm REALLY excited!
I've heard rumors that she's not the most personable to her fans...but there IS such a thing as separating work with personal life (something that Brittney FAILED AT MISERABLY). Gretchen has my complete and total respect. One of my favorite songs to jam to (lately) is California Girls:

I ain’t never had a problem with California
There’s a lot of good women from Sacramento to Carona
But them Hollywood types after a while wear on ya
Struttin around in their size zeros
Skinny little girls no meat on their bones
Never even heard of George Jones

Ain’t you glad we ain’t all California girls
Ain’t you glad there’s still a few of us left
That knows how to rock your world
Ain’t afraid to eat fried chicken and dirty dance to Merle
Ain’t you glad we ain’t all California girls

There ain’t nothing wrong with plastic surgery
Well Dolly Parton never looked so good to me
Everybody ought to be exactly who they want to be
But that Paris Hilton gets under my skin
With her big fake smile and her painted on tan
She’d never have a chance at a real man

(Chorus: x2)

Now...I understand that there's some grammar issues here, but the message is pretty good, and exactly how I feel right now :)

I may not be thin, but I'm damn proud of who I am...and I think that matters the most in life! (stepping off of my soapbox now...)

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Do You Hear Me?

I love my son, but I loathe toddlers! Let me explain.

Toddlers just.don't.listen. And what's even more nerve wracking about this, is they hear what you're saying, AND understand you..but they don't care. And they're so darn cute that your frustration levels never push you into a rage, because they look at you with their big eyes and their munchkin giggle. It's almost enough to drive a grown adult insane. Really.

Lately, when I make requests of little man, like "Come on, let's get your jambo's on" I am countered with him IGNORING ME. It's only when I tell him I'll pick him up, or not let him put his jambos on that he perks up and acknowledges my existence.

When I call him on his ignorant defiance, he immediately counters with "I listen mama...I LISTEN!" and proceeds to pout and produce an amazing look on his face that never fails to make me feel guilty. Sometimes, I think he's in cohorts with the devil himself....Only because he's so darn manipulative, and he's ONLY 2 and a HALF!!!

Sunday, November 9, 2008

I am Bridget Jones

I feel duped. Why is it so easy for people to find their match, yet so difficult for me to find mine? When I get a glimpse of hope that something is going to work out, I have a door slammed in my face, or a message left that completely cuts things off.

98% of the people in my life are in happy relationships. My circle of friends is rather limited, so I've had to explore more vulnerable options like online dating. For those of you who have never tried's not as easy as one might think.

It's very difficult to open your life up to a complete stranger, and it's even more tough to swallow when that complete stranger decides you aren't worth the time...especially after you (me) go through a lot of trouble to have little man accounted for when we've hung out. I digress.

I'm not saying men have been horrible to me, it's the exact opposite. What I am saying is I am finding it so exhausting to try and weed through guys to find one that will be compassionate and embracing of me, myself and I. It feels like the more I try and open myself up, the more I feel let down when things don't work out.

It's not fun.

It hurts.

If I didn't have little man in my life, I would say I am exactly like Bridget Jones, the tragic spinster version.

I wish I knew what I could do to change this...but for now, I feel my only choice is to cut myself off from dating, and just focus on me and my +1...

Hugs are definitely in high demand right now.

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Of Course This Would Happen

Did I ever mention how much I HATE flying? Well, I do. In fact, last night as I was supposed to be getting ready for a business trip I was taking (today) I had about a half dozen mini melt downs. Maybe I've always been this crazy about flying, but there's definitely some added anxiety involved when you're a single parent.

All of these horrible scary thoughts kept creeping into my head. I can't even bring myself to type them out.

Rewind to this morning.

I was up at 4:45am to be out of my house by 5. My plane was scheduled to leave at 7:05. I was on-time. The plane was on-time. Life was good.

I boarded the plane, and found out I didn't have anybody sitting next to me (SCORE! I got BOTH of the arm rests...BOO YAH!). We took off, and my gut wasn't feeling right (my gut RARELY lies to me).

And then, it happened.

A half hour into my one-hour flight, the captain came over the loud speaker

"Attention passengers, our air craft is experiencing maintenance issues. The Indianapolis airport does not have the parts, so we will be returning to the Minneapolis Airport. Our scheduled arrival time is 20 minutes."


Now, if you know me in real life, you know I'm not a super religious person...I immediately started praying.

Obviously, we touched down safely. We were transferred to another air craft, and I arrived at my destination a good two hours behind schedule.

I'm safe. I'm on land. I'm damn happy to be going to bed in about two minutes. The end!


Happy Blogiversary to ME! Although I've been absent the past week...I really LOVE posting my thoughts for the world to read*.

Here are 12 Blogging Things I've Learned in the Past Twelve Months:

12) I'm a lot more narcissistic than I originally thought I was.
11) Writing thoughts about life does help ease my stress levels, even if only for a minute
10) There are some darn funny peeps out in the blogging world
9) 12 months ago, I would've shuddered at the fact that I would be known as a blogger....
8) Today, I am damn proud of the fact that I am a blogger
7) Writing can be extremely powerful
6) Proofreading really IS important.
5) Some things are better addressed in person than via a blog
4) Some things are better to be addressed via a blog than in person
3) Swearing and making references to Sailor Language has added about a dozen hits to my blog
2) I'm amazed at how connected I feel with people in the blogging world I've never met in real life (IRL)
1) I am absolutely thankful for each and every comment left on my blog. Maybe it has something to do with my Narcissism.

So a big THANK YOU goes out to the five of you who take the time out of your lives to read my thoughts every now and again. I truly appreciate it :)

*By "world," I really mean five people.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008


SORRY SORRY SORRY! I know I've been on a small blogging hiatus, but for now, I'm back (sort of...) You see, I've had a ton of things going on lately...blah blah blah, I won't bore you with the details!

Do you remember this? Well...I FINALLY uploaded some pictures last night, and just HAVE to share these gems with you. The following are a couple of pics taken while I was sitting on said tree...and the last one is the shot of my uncle attempting to find a neighbor to help us. I'm SO thankful I can look back on this day and laugh!!!

Happy Voting Day All!! I hope you Ba-Rock out with your COCK VOTE out! :) (I'm not revealing WHO I voted for, but you'd be a fool to resist a pun like that!!)