I love how sometimes the radio knows just the right song to play. The other day driving home from a late day at work, I landed on this random radio station that had the most random of songs: *NSYNC's Bye Bye Bye! Immediately I was transported to a Saturday night in 2000 dancing that ridiculous dance with Molly in front of my new boyfriend at Toons in K-ville.
And for those 2.5 minutes, I laughed and danced like a fool.. knowing only one person was watching and laughing along.
28 February 2010
24 February 2010
friendship
I learned a lot about the importance of girlfriends when my dad passed away (today is his birthday by the way - happy birthday Dad!) My mom had an amazing support system there for her after he was gone. I saw another friend's mom not have that same support and right then and there I promised myself I would always try my best to hang on to my True Friends by making an effort to spend time with them, help whenever possible, etc.
Recently I had a friend dump me and I'm not exactly sure why. Did I give the wrong advice or just too much advice? I was just trying to help. I don't care if you take my advice as long as you're happy. Did I wear her out by leaning on her too much? I just needed a friend. Did I buy the wrong kind of wine or tip poorly when I bought her dinner? The invoice is in the mail.
Truth is, it doesn't really matter now. I know I tried my best to be a good friend. And a True Friend recently told me that it doesn't matter if I wore her out with my own troubles or gave too much advice because that's what True Friends do.
I am thankful that I still have a great group of girlfriends. I hope that we can hang on to each other through all the good times and crappy times and come out better and stronger for all that we've been through together.
Recently I had a friend dump me and I'm not exactly sure why. Did I give the wrong advice or just too much advice? I was just trying to help. I don't care if you take my advice as long as you're happy. Did I wear her out by leaning on her too much? I just needed a friend. Did I buy the wrong kind of wine or tip poorly when I bought her dinner? The invoice is in the mail.
Truth is, it doesn't really matter now. I know I tried my best to be a good friend. And a True Friend recently told me that it doesn't matter if I wore her out with my own troubles or gave too much advice because that's what True Friends do.
I am thankful that I still have a great group of girlfriends. I hope that we can hang on to each other through all the good times and crappy times and come out better and stronger for all that we've been through together.
15 February 2010
what is love?
I got the idea off of a friend's facebook page to ask Ethan "what is love" using the five senses. Of course her son said love "looks like mommy" so I was hoping for the best. Here are my sweetie's answers:
Love sounds like a computer
Love tastes like ice cream
Love looks like a teapot
Love feels like a tickle
Love smells like chicken nuggets and toots
He said "toots" first, so I made him say something else and he said "chicken nuggets AND toots!" Oh well! A computer and a teapot were within sight, but I thought tickle was a good one.
We had a great Valentine's Day dinner: beef tenderloin with a garlic parsley butter (turned out sooo good), asparagus with a basalmic butter sauce, baked potato with butter (notice a theme?), and cupcakes topped with strawberries for dessert.
Love sounds like a computer
Love tastes like ice cream
Love looks like a teapot
Love feels like a tickle
Love smells like chicken nuggets and toots
He said "toots" first, so I made him say something else and he said "chicken nuggets AND toots!" Oh well! A computer and a teapot were within sight, but I thought tickle was a good one.
We had a great Valentine's Day dinner: beef tenderloin with a garlic parsley butter (turned out sooo good), asparagus with a basalmic butter sauce, baked potato with butter (notice a theme?), and cupcakes topped with strawberries for dessert.
Happy Valentine's Day!
13 February 2010
crêpes + swimsuits = eek!
After dining on some fabulous crêpes at Bunny's baby shower, I thought since i was child-free it sounded like a great idea to go try on swimsuits. Oh man. They only make two types of suits these days: pre-teen and grandma. I know I am just about the most popular size and body shape, yet swimwear designers insist on the idea that if you're at the pool you must be thin as a rail and have no boobies. Or you're there with your grandkids.
I did manage to find what I call my Marilyn Monroe suit and another polka dot one with a little skirt. They both lean towards the grandma end of the spectrum, but at least you can't see all the crêpe-induced pudge.
Why am I putting myself through this swimsuit torture in February? I'm glad you asked. I get to take them for a test run in Cancun in a few weeks! [stopping to do my happy dance] Warm sun, sand and frozen fruity drinks here we come. Winter can suck it.
I did manage to find what I call my Marilyn Monroe suit and another polka dot one with a little skirt. They both lean towards the grandma end of the spectrum, but at least you can't see all the crêpe-induced pudge.
Why am I putting myself through this swimsuit torture in February? I'm glad you asked. I get to take them for a test run in Cancun in a few weeks! [stopping to do my happy dance] Warm sun, sand and frozen fruity drinks here we come. Winter can suck it.
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