Why can't I meet a nice, stable, handsome, successful guy who can appreciate a good thing when he has it?
Am I really destined to keep going through the circus of freaks for the rest of my life?
Oh Lord help me....
Saturday, March 22, 2008
Do I have a sign on my forehead that says "freak magnet?"
It seems like I've attracted all kinds of me over the years, some good, some bad, very bad. Examples of the bad and very bad range from the extreme mamas boy to the pathological liar, to my personal favorite (and current headache) the commitment-phobe.
Friday, March 21, 2008
Bathroom Marriage
Last week Cameron and I were at dinner with my Grandma.
Whenever we go out to eat, Cameron always visits the restroom at least twice, sometimes more often. He's done this ever since he was potty trained, so since the age of 2 or 3, but he'll never admit that he has a fascination with the bathroom. He always says he has to "go."
While eating our dinner, Cameron says out of the blue, "When I get married, I am going to get married in the bathroom. I don't want to get married in no fancy schmancy place, I want to get married in the bathroom." I almost choked on my pasta when I heard that.
Trying to maintain astraight face, I asked "well, who are you going to marry?" And he said he didn't know. My Grandma then commented, "Well, I won't be coming to a wedding in no stinky bathroom." That made Cameron laugh.
So then, we asked him, "well, what if the person you marry doesn't want to get married in the bathroom?" And Cameron's response? "Why wouldn't she?"
My boy sure loves his bathrooms…..and boy, do I have some great blackmail for when he gets older! Hehehehe…..
Whenever we go out to eat, Cameron always visits the restroom at least twice, sometimes more often. He's done this ever since he was potty trained, so since the age of 2 or 3, but he'll never admit that he has a fascination with the bathroom. He always says he has to "go."
While eating our dinner, Cameron says out of the blue, "When I get married, I am going to get married in the bathroom. I don't want to get married in no fancy schmancy place, I want to get married in the bathroom." I almost choked on my pasta when I heard that.
Trying to maintain astraight face, I asked "well, who are you going to marry?" And he said he didn't know. My Grandma then commented, "Well, I won't be coming to a wedding in no stinky bathroom." That made Cameron laugh.
So then, we asked him, "well, what if the person you marry doesn't want to get married in the bathroom?" And Cameron's response? "Why wouldn't she?"
My boy sure loves his bathrooms…..and boy, do I have some great blackmail for when he gets older! Hehehehe…..
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
You're Gonna Miss This....or am I?
I heard this song on the radio today. It wasn’t the first I’d heard of it, but it was the first time I let the lyrics and tone of the song absorb into my system...
"You’re Gonna Miss This" by Trace Adkins
She was starin’ out the window of that SUVComplainin’ sayin’ I can’t wait to turn 18
She said I’ll make my own money and I’ll make my own roots
Mama put the car in park out there in front of the school
and she kissed her head and said I was just like you
You’re gonna miss this
You’re gonna want this back
You’re gonna wish these days hadn’t gone by so fast
These are some good times
So take a good look around
You may not know it now
But you’re gonna miss this
Before she knows it she’s a brand new bride
In her one bedroom apartment and her daddy stops by
He tells her it’s a nice place, she says it’ll do for now
Starts talkin’ about babies and buyin’ a house
Daddy shakes his face and says Baby just slow down
Cuz you’re gonna miss this
You’re gonna want this back
You’re gonna wish these days hadn’t gone by so fast
These are some good times so take a good look around
You may not know it now but you’re gonna miss this
Five years later there’s a plummer workin’ on the water heater,
Dogs barkin’ phones ringin’ one kid’s cryin’ one kid’s screamin’,
And she keeps apologizing, he says they don’t bother me I got 2 babies of my own one’s 36 one’s 23 it’s hard to believe
But you’re gonna miss this
You’re gonna want this back
You’re gonna wish these days hadn’t gone by so fast
These are some good times so take a good look around
You may not know it now
But you’re gonna miss this
You’re gonna miss this
Yeah, you’re gonna miss this
Looking back on my life, there are things I do miss from childhood...the carefree days of school and spending time with friends, and my only worry being if my report card had good grades.
But, on the flip side, family memories are something I am conflicted on. Every family has their own set of issues, there is no denying it. But, in my house, there was a lot of conflict. Without going into too much detail, there was a lot of drama in my household during my childhood. Some of it, I am learning to let go of. The rest? Well, that remains with me, like glue... I just can’t seem to get rid of some of the memories.
Now that I am grown with a child of my own, and a divorce under my belt, I pray that I can create wonderful, loving memories that my son will cherish and "miss." I do make mistakes quite often (who doesn’t, right?), and I do worry about being a good parent, but my son does always know that he is loved.
As my child grows, I think back to the lyrics above, and there are already moments that I miss. Time really does go by so fast. And these moments, and times of youth, are fleeting. It seems like just yesterday, my baby boy was a sweet 2-year-old who loved spending time with his mommy. And now? Oh, we have our special time together, but it’s different now, already! I can just imagine how it will be in the teenage years. Because, I already do miss "this" time, and it’s not even over yet.
"You’re Gonna Miss This" by Trace Adkins
She was starin’ out the window of that SUVComplainin’ sayin’ I can’t wait to turn 18
She said I’ll make my own money and I’ll make my own roots
Mama put the car in park out there in front of the school
and she kissed her head and said I was just like you
You’re gonna miss this
You’re gonna want this back
You’re gonna wish these days hadn’t gone by so fast
These are some good times
So take a good look around
You may not know it now
But you’re gonna miss this
Before she knows it she’s a brand new bride
In her one bedroom apartment and her daddy stops by
He tells her it’s a nice place, she says it’ll do for now
Starts talkin’ about babies and buyin’ a house
Daddy shakes his face and says Baby just slow down
Cuz you’re gonna miss this
You’re gonna want this back
You’re gonna wish these days hadn’t gone by so fast
These are some good times so take a good look around
You may not know it now but you’re gonna miss this
Five years later there’s a plummer workin’ on the water heater,
Dogs barkin’ phones ringin’ one kid’s cryin’ one kid’s screamin’,
And she keeps apologizing, he says they don’t bother me I got 2 babies of my own one’s 36 one’s 23 it’s hard to believe
But you’re gonna miss this
You’re gonna want this back
You’re gonna wish these days hadn’t gone by so fast
These are some good times so take a good look around
You may not know it now
But you’re gonna miss this
You’re gonna miss this
Yeah, you’re gonna miss this
Looking back on my life, there are things I do miss from childhood...the carefree days of school and spending time with friends, and my only worry being if my report card had good grades.
But, on the flip side, family memories are something I am conflicted on. Every family has their own set of issues, there is no denying it. But, in my house, there was a lot of conflict. Without going into too much detail, there was a lot of drama in my household during my childhood. Some of it, I am learning to let go of. The rest? Well, that remains with me, like glue... I just can’t seem to get rid of some of the memories.
Now that I am grown with a child of my own, and a divorce under my belt, I pray that I can create wonderful, loving memories that my son will cherish and "miss." I do make mistakes quite often (who doesn’t, right?), and I do worry about being a good parent, but my son does always know that he is loved.
As my child grows, I think back to the lyrics above, and there are already moments that I miss. Time really does go by so fast. And these moments, and times of youth, are fleeting. It seems like just yesterday, my baby boy was a sweet 2-year-old who loved spending time with his mommy. And now? Oh, we have our special time together, but it’s different now, already! I can just imagine how it will be in the teenage years. Because, I already do miss "this" time, and it’s not even over yet.
Thursday, November 15, 2007
One small voice can do big things...
In the past few months, my mom and step-dad have fallen on difficult times, and have received no assistance from the State of Michigan.
I decided to try and do my daughterly part and contact as many organizations as I could that would maybe help them. One of those organizations, Gleaners Food Bank, contacted my step-dad, and he was able to receive 90 lbs of food! Awesome, eh? Well, just wait- the story gets better.
Recently, there was a fundraiser in Detroit to benefit Gleaners. At this fundraiser, the President of the organization decided to share a story about a local family who had been doing well financially, but had fallen on hard times recently, and were not receiving assistance, as due to their previous salary, they didn't qualify for assistance. The story was an example of how people in this state and in the rest of the United States are suffering, yet our country keeps sending money and aid to other countries. Anyway, I digress. The story that the President of Gleaners shared at the event was not a story at all. It was the email I'd written to them for assistance for my parents. Out of the presumably thousands of requests the organization receives, they chose to use my email as an example. Think that's good? Just wait, it gets better.
One of the fundraising event's biggest donors asked if he could get my mom and step-dad's contact information as he wanted to be able to help. Now, names were not brought up, so we don't know who this generous person is, but he did state a desire to not only help my parents with the bills they are struggling to pay, but he may also help my step-dad in his search for a job. Wow....awesome, eh? Just wait, it gets better.
The BBC is doing a story on the United States and how the unemployment rate and poverty levels are on the rise, yet these people are not receiving all of the assistance they need and many are on the verge of homelessness. They contacted Gleaners to do a segment on food banks, and my parents were chosen to be interviewed. The BBC is coming to their home tomorrow to interview them, in addition to visiting Gleaners to interview them as well.I am so floored by all of this. I had no idea that my email would turn into worldwide news. I am honored that my little voice could do so much to help people. My parents feel the same way, they hope their story may help others in their same situation.
The story will air at 7 p.m. EST on 11/15/2007 on BBC.
I decided to try and do my daughterly part and contact as many organizations as I could that would maybe help them. One of those organizations, Gleaners Food Bank, contacted my step-dad, and he was able to receive 90 lbs of food! Awesome, eh? Well, just wait- the story gets better.
Recently, there was a fundraiser in Detroit to benefit Gleaners. At this fundraiser, the President of the organization decided to share a story about a local family who had been doing well financially, but had fallen on hard times recently, and were not receiving assistance, as due to their previous salary, they didn't qualify for assistance. The story was an example of how people in this state and in the rest of the United States are suffering, yet our country keeps sending money and aid to other countries. Anyway, I digress. The story that the President of Gleaners shared at the event was not a story at all. It was the email I'd written to them for assistance for my parents. Out of the presumably thousands of requests the organization receives, they chose to use my email as an example. Think that's good? Just wait, it gets better.
One of the fundraising event's biggest donors asked if he could get my mom and step-dad's contact information as he wanted to be able to help. Now, names were not brought up, so we don't know who this generous person is, but he did state a desire to not only help my parents with the bills they are struggling to pay, but he may also help my step-dad in his search for a job. Wow....awesome, eh? Just wait, it gets better.
The BBC is doing a story on the United States and how the unemployment rate and poverty levels are on the rise, yet these people are not receiving all of the assistance they need and many are on the verge of homelessness. They contacted Gleaners to do a segment on food banks, and my parents were chosen to be interviewed. The BBC is coming to their home tomorrow to interview them, in addition to visiting Gleaners to interview them as well.I am so floored by all of this. I had no idea that my email would turn into worldwide news. I am honored that my little voice could do so much to help people. My parents feel the same way, they hope their story may help others in their same situation.
The story will air at 7 p.m. EST on 11/15/2007 on BBC.
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