Monday, August 30, 2010

♫ Random Monday: 8-30-10

*One of my favorite quotes (thank you Reese, for giving it to me, so easily forgotten.

Peace. It does not mean to be in a place where there is no noise, trouble, or hard work. It means to be in the midst of all those things...and still be calm in your heart.

*Everybody has problems. Every couple has problems. Admitting them is the first step...and seems to be the most difficult. Here, I'll be the first. Brandon and I fought over light-bulbs yesterday. Yeah, beat that.

*"Notice “what’s right” rather than “what’s wrong” and instantly experience more peace and love."

Two of my favorite tweets from this week:

*I am making the choice, every day before I get started, to chose "Zen!" for breakfast. It's in the grocery aisle, next to your other choices: "Flip the eff out" and "Angst!"

*You can't have Tools in your life without also having a Toolshed to make them all feel like they belong. Yeah, like THAT guy.

*There is a chance that my girls will be in dance lessons soon...with another Adorable. It's true, and hip-hop might even be involved. Ooooooh yeahhhhh.

*I'm so tired of laziness. Instead of pouting that somebody isn't coming to you, that everything is going wrong, or that you're not getting enough bold. The only way to find your place in the world is to break out from everybody else. Be proactive. Buy yourself new internal batteries. Your lack of energy makes me more sad than my kids' dying toys.

*It's ok to be so happy for me that you want to come sit under my shade tree. I'll share!

*DOOOODS, our Facebook page is SO close to 300 friends! Tell your friends about us! Daily Offensive

*I really want your bras. Please? Give Nomz Your Bras

*Sing along!

Yours Truly,

Friday, August 27, 2010

♫ Dear Facebook "Friends"...

I hate to beg, I do. But I'm going to anyway. Like a kid in a candy store. If I need to take my kid in to a candy store and prove to you how intense my begging is, I will. I'm desperate people, pay attention!

We all consider the number of Facebook friends we've got to be some sort of trophy. Some are proud of their insanely high numbers of friends (Congratulations, you're either very popular, have a complex about not being popular at all, or accept friend requests from every single creepy, fat, lonely internet gamer out there.). Some are proud to have very few, only their closest and most trustworthy. Some are a mix of both, and create OCD lists to sort them out, and hide the idiots (I commend you, really, I do.)

My plea:

Dear Facebook Friends,

*Please do not only request to be my friend, to spam me with your business, blog, or Twitter feed that you never respond to.

*Please do not friend me, simply to spy on me...for yourself, or your other friends, my ex boyfriend, etc.

*Please do not friend me if you log on to Facebook three times/year. You're boring. And I'll see you at our High School reunion.

*Please do not request to be my friend, if you're an angry past-friend, or family member, who only has the intention of calling me names, bashing my page, or gossiping about it.

*Please do not request to be my friend if you're only going to post quotes, lyrics, and cryptic messages.

*Please do not request to be my friend, if you should actually beg me to follow you on Twitter instead. (This means you, you one-word-status folks) <--"Drivin", "Friday", "Fishin'" -->Don't care.

*Please do not friend me if you have an inability to punctuate, spell, and have decent grammar. Perfection; not required.

*Please do not request to be my friend if Facebook is more of a friend than you plan on being. Example: If something huge, tragic, epic, insane, sad, etc., happens in your life...text your friends first, THEN tell Facebook about it.

*Please do not have a presence on Facebook if it's not you at all. If your page is full of falsehoods, I'd rather know the real you...good or bad.

Yours Truly,

Oh, PS!...while this blog is purely for the fun, it's also a lot of truth, topped with whipped cream, and pretty colored sprinkles. And? Breaking these rules could possibly get you unfriended in a hellova hurry. Muah!

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

♫ Random Monday 8-24-10

Yes, I realize it's not Monday. It's my Monday, that's all that matters, right?

*For years I've argued men on the fact that they all swear by: "All women are crazy." I'm starting to finally realize that they're very right. At least most of us can admit it. Men are just as crazy, they just internalize it better.

* tired of drama trains. And is therefore removing myself from them. Enjoy the ride, y'all. I'll meet you at the station when you stop and chill for a while.

*I have this friend, well two, that seem to be the only ones that are constants. They're always positive. They always tell me the truth. They have few secrets. They have balance and zen. They're spiritual. And they're amazing at keeping me in check. They're my rocks. You know who you are.

*I look at Brandon, and his leadership qualities, his responsible character, his integrity, and his ability to square up with life and take it on...and I feel beyond lucky that he's mine. How did I get so lucky? He's absolutely fearless.

*If you want to be a good mom to your child, realize how you act around them. Hear the things you say to people when you think they're not listening.See your world through their eyes, and then ask yourself if you're who they want to be someday. Anybody can be a mom. It takes a selfless person to be a good one. They're watching every move you make. They're feeling everything you feel. They hear you, even when you don't think they can.

*Dear single mama's...we all made a bad choice, didn't we? At least, from our side of things. Regardless, if you have a child, that child has a dad. And even if you find him worthless, scary, unfit, or insane...he has a right to be with that child until he actually proves otherwise. Just because he's mean to you, does not mean that he's mean to them. Please make that swap time easier on the's only about them now. Take yourself out of it.

*Vindictive, is the word of the day. If it fits you, KNOCK IT OFF.

*I have so many plans for September. And I haven't told a soul. I can't wait for it all to happen. (No, I'm not going to get pregnant, sell drugs, start drugs, start drinking heavily, get engaged, or move further away, don't assume because things are a secret, that I'm making bad choices.) Screeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

*It was a heavy Random Monday, forgive me?

♫ Whatever You're doing inside of me
It feels like chaos but somehow there's peace
It's hard to surrender to what I can't see
but I'm giving in to something Heavenly

It's time to face up
Clean this old house
Time to breathe in and let everything out♫

Yours Truly,

Friday, August 20, 2010

Daily Offensive wants to Free The Girls, too!

Did you know:

The definition of human-trafficking: "The recruitment, harboring, transportation, provision, or obtaining of a person for labor or services, through the use of force, fraud, or coercion for the purpose of subjection to involuntary servitude, peonage, debt bondage, or slavery."

12.3 million adults and children are in forced labor, bonded labor and forced prostitution around the world.

According to UNICEF, as many as two million children are subjected to prostitution in the global commercial sex trade.

Human trafficking is in our backyard: It is estimated that 14,500 to 17,500 people, primarily women and children, are trafficked to the U.S. annually.

32 billion – Total yearly profits generated by the human trafficking industry.

o $15.5 billion is made in industrialized countries.

o $9.7 billion in Asia

o $13,000 per year generated on average by each “forced laborer.” This number can be as high

as $67,200 per victim per year.

1 million – Number of children exploited by the global commercial sex trade, every year.

80% of transnational victims are women and girls.

So, what are WE going to do about it?

A good friend of ours (and a talented blogger who has submitted a guest blog here and there) brought a website to our attention yesterday. Check out Free The Girls and their mission: "Mama T founded Free The Girls LLC to give women in the US an opportunity to do something to stop human trafficking around the world, and to give former victims around the world an opportunity to live wild and free." (which Daily Offensive directly supports!)

THIS is what we are going to do about it:

Beginning TODAY, this very hour, Nomz and Sazaran will be collecting bras, sports bras and bra straps to send to Free The Girls LLC in an attempt to make a difference. The bras will be sent to Mozambique, Africa. To "...safehouses that provide shelter and rehabilitation for girls and women who have been rescued from slavery. The bras will be washed and mended and sold by the safehouse as a mean of supporting their rehabilitation programs- and more importantly, as a job opportunity for the former slaves. Of course, each woman in the safehouse will be able to choose several bras to keep."

We'll be collecting bra's until September 30, 2010. Please email with information on how to get your donations to us! So spread the word, people. Call your friends, your moms, your sisters, your aunts. Tell them what we're doing. Ask 'em for their bras- it'll be fun.

Don't make us hassle you for your brassieres, because oh, WE WILL.

Caution: The following videos may be hard to watch. They're difficult to get through, they're painful, they're scary, but they're very real. Please choose to hit the "play" button wisely.

Thursday, August 19, 2010

♥♥ and more ♥

after a long, long, long time of no Java and no truly good chocolate... i can haz! yes, a friend of mine was so gracious and brought me back both mexican chocolate and medium roast coffee from the greatest little shop on the face of the planet. hooray, i'm delivered from charbucks! for a while at least. what is this mexican chocolate, you ask? a little piece of heaven, i tell you. it's a mix of ghirardelli chocolate bliss, cinnamon and nutmeg. I KNOW, RIGHT?! it makes me so happy.

you know, i've said it before, but it's really true: i love my job. i loooooove my job. it goes beyond a job for me, it's a lifestyle. because, you can't work in God's house and not have it affect every other area of your life. i used to hate the weekends, they brought loneliness and boredom. now, though, the weekends are my favorite part of the week; not because they hold less work for me (sometimes the opposite, actually) but because they are an extension of my week. in them i am able to reach out to people, outside of the office.

which leads me to my third random thought: last night (well, looong before last night but it sort of culminated then) i was overwhelmed with gratitude for where the Lord has brought me. i don't have a lot, almost nothing, but i feel so rich because my life is bursting at the seams with great friends, great leaders, great blessing. *iz choked up* i can see where He is taking me and i'm so excited to get there.

this scripture keeps echoing in my mind, in my spirit and it's really helping me with the former statement and my patience:

Habakkuk 2:3
"For the vision is yet for an appointed time and it hastens to fulfillment; it will not deceive or disappoint. Though it tarry, wait earnestly for it, because it will surely come; it will not be late on its appointed day."

i'm currently trying to read five books. one of the five books, The Furious Longing of God, has me on my face before the Lord in "incredulous awe tinged with doubt" as it reassures me how much i am loved. for a while there, it was so incredibly easy to forget how much love He has. my dad once told me, "the enemy will never directly attack your faith, but he will try to convince you that Jesus does not love you as much as He says He does. that will cause your hope to falter and will weaken your faith. that's why the Bible says that the greatest of the three is love." <---- so true. the battle that i've been fighting is not faith in what i know God will do for me, but if He even wants to do it for me. The whole question of want has everything to do with love. right now, there is so much to this topic that i cannot write it all down in this blog, so i'll just preclude another blog with the excerpt from the book:

"the gospel can be summed up by saying that it is the tremendous, tender, compassionate, gentle, extraordinary, explosive, revolutionary revelation of Christ's love."

someday i will own another trampoline. and a cat. but i will not use them together. yeah, i know that's what you were thinking.

there is a need for a craft night. soon. stay tuned.

obviously, i'm not posting my creations weekly. sorry 'bout that. here are a few of the most recent pieces that i've made which i'm adoring. check out sarah michal creations to see more.

♫ If you're OCD, you're probably sexy too.

My mom is one skinny forty-something year old. Because she's also adopted, we're clueless on what her genes and health are or will be. So I'm like, "Dear Jesus, please let her post-kid body be genetic...". THEN a friend forwarded me this article, and I realized that whether that is genetic or not, her OCD definitely is. Her floors, toilets, and everything but the top of the refrigerator, and inside her desk (According to her, piles of crap IS considered organized, as long as SHE knows where the stuff is) is so clean you can literally eat off their surfaces.

Anyway..., what I've learned in the last few weeks is that the reasons she, and me, and every other one of my fungshwayed, OCD friends are so skinny, is because cleaning is one of the best things you can do for YOU!

According to Healthy Living on Yahoo News, 30 minutes of housecleaning every single day can make a big difference for your health and your house!

More fun facts from them:

* Mopping floors burns 112 calories in 30 minutes
* Scrubbing the bath burns 200 calories in 30 minutes
* Making beds burns 130 calories in 30 minutes
* Cleaning windows burns 125 calories in 30 minutes
* Vacuuming burns 90 calories in 30 minutes
* Dusting burns 50 calories in 30 minutes

While the list of things to do around the house is often thought of as "women's chores", we're actually very lucky. Chores's also a free gym membership, AND you might be lucky enough to have your guests eat off your floor as a compliment! So clean on, my domestic goddesses!

I love vacuuming. And dusting. And doing the dishes. I loathe laundry. Obviously, because it burns so little calories that it didnt' even make the Yahoo! list.

What's your favorite chore? Least favorite? Why?

Yours Truly,

Wednesday, August 18, 2010


It's definitely not Monday. Or Tuesday. And it surely doesn't feel like a Wednesday. So, "day", that's all you are to me.

*I have a hoooooooome. And it feel so good to actually play house. For the first time in years, I'm excited to run home and light a candle, and read a book, and cook dinner, and do laundry. Screeeeee!

*I'm stressed, but not nearly as much as I'm gonna quit dwelling on it, and whining about it, and try to remember that there will be stress and things to worry about, whether I dwell on them or not. Stress, is a waste of my good energy. Not anymore.

*If you NEED attention to survive, you're going to get all the wrong kind. And you're not going to like it. Stop looking for ways to get people to look at you. Be yourself, and notice the heads turn...

*Don't let Sazaran's quietness lately fool you. She's coming up with brilliant things. Like walk-in closets, over-protective deletions, and Voldemort fairy tales. You'll understand all of the above, someday.

*You're only going to get as much as you give. When was the last time you gave something up, with no expectations?

*Who tithes? How much? To who? For what reason?

*Some guys make me crazy. Like the ones that talk about their workouts constantly. And the ones that like themselves in pictures. Girls, that's a red flag. If a guy likes himself more than he likes you in pictures, he's not normal. He's either egotistical, or gay. Unless he looks like this , then I suppose you can keep him. If he only thinks he looks like this guy...Danger!

*I moved this last weekend. And my landlord left me with the following:

"Garden Nomz (she's the only one that gets away with calling me this people, don't even think about it), you've been a real joy. You're going to go places. Always remember that well behaved women seldom make history. Now go out...let your hair down, and kick some dirt up. Stop by sometime, I'll wax your nose!"

A fit just that:

Yours Truly,

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

♫ Leyna Bug!!

My baby is four!

Leyna Bug, I can still remember when I found out I was pregnant. I remember almost every day I was pregnant with you. Because you, unlike your sister, did not make me sick every chance you got. Instead, you were dying to come out and show the world your cute little face at the 12 week mark, and you never stopped fighting for it. You had me on fun medicine that gave us both the shakes. You did back flips. You kicked places I didn't know existed inside of me. You made me lay in a bed for a month straight. And you took an entire two days to come out once we actually gave you permission to. And then you fought your way out, upside down.

Baby, your passion has been intense since the second you knew you had it. Never lose that. You haven't yet. You challenge me every single day. Your spark is growing into a flame. You fight for everything you want, and even when I'm furious, I'm so proud of you.

You're beautiful. You have a smile like nobody else. You dance your way through this world, you frolick even when it's hard to do. You have an imagination that hurts you sometimes sweety, and that's ok! Don't you dare think about changing it.

You're glam, you're sassy, and you're your very own person. I envy your ability to make people laugh, your ability dance when everybody is watching, and your insane love for life already.

You're going places baby, and I'm here for you every step of the way. I can't believe you're four! And yes, now you can open your presents. And yes, 365 more days until you're five. Please stop rushing it.

Yours Truly,

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

♥My heart hurts for you.

My dear, beautiful friend,

My heart hurts for you when I think of the pain that you're enduring. I wish I could do something to make you feel encouraged, uplifted, and hopeful for your future. I want to do it in a God-sized manner. I wish I could wrap my arms around you while you cry, but I'm too far way. I wish I could pray with you when you do not have the strength do pray, yourself.

You are such a gem. So precious in the sight of so many people. This world would be bleak and much less happy without your laugh. Without your love of life. Without your love for people. I wish you knew how many lives you've impacted by just being you. I cannot speak for others, but my life has been brightened by you. Never ever ever would I give you up or allow your friendship to become something of a memory.

Because I am human, I can only provide human comfort. But because God is God, He can provide real, everlasting, nourishing and eternal comfort. This is not an attempt to be "super spiritual" because I know how much we both hate that; it's only an attempt to console you more than humanly possible.


* You are more than an overcomer.
* You are created in the image of Jesus Christ and He was victorious over all. Over death. Which is very close to such depths of despair. He overcame despair. So can you.
* You are surrounded by people who love you and are praying for you.
* Jesus rejoices over you. Every.DAY.
* There has never been growth without pain. And you, my dear, are growing!
* Jesus will never leave you or forsake you.

Though you may walk (for a short while) through the valley of the shadow of death, the Good Shepherd will lead in you into green pastures, beside still waters. Peace. Peace is coming. Pull through this, lady. I know you can. Jesus knows you can. We're both rooting for you. And though it may not feel like it, your ending is beautiful! Jesus knows the end, He wrote it. And like a kid rooting for the hero in a movie, He is completely behind you, cheering you on.

"GO GO GO! You can do this! I'm helping you! I'm here for you! I'm giving you My strength!"

He is FAITHFUL. TRUE, GENTLE and COMPASSIONATE. Keep speaking that out. Remember how you told me to always speak forth the attributes of the Lord? It works! Push yourself to do it. The enemy cannot stand against truth; he cannot discourage you when you are drowning him out with shouts of praise!

I'm praying for you, darling. Every day. Know this. Just as you helped hold my arms up while my strength and resolve was failing, I will be there just the same. I love you with all my heart.

Monday, August 9, 2010

♫ Random Monday: 8/9/10

Let the randomness begin!

*Today's date is special! It's EIGHT NINE TEN. And at 5:06:07, it'll be 5,6,7,8,9,10. Apparently, something that will never happen again, because the world will long be gone in 3010.

*Ever look at a relationship and go, "wtf"?! Wonder why they're together? Doesn't really matter...weird people need love too.

*Boxes are for moving. And for clubhouses. And potty training young children and puppies. That's what I learned today. OMG GUYS IM MOVING.

*Mostly, my stomach is really pissed off that I ordered a triple shot coffee this morning, and my body would prefer to remain tired. That sucks a lot.

*My baby, baby will be 4 on Wednesday, and I'll be in denial until that moment, kthxbai.

*Serenity is such a pretty word, isn't it? It's really no wonder it's becoming a popular baby-girl name. I wonder if they are serene? I wonder if you could name a little person "Shhhhhh".

*I love accessorizing. Always have. The new shoe fetish thing I've got though? That's new. WHERE DO YOU PEOPLE PUT THEM?! I'm out of closet space and I've only just begun!

*It's fantastic to be blond again...I was like, instantly 3 shades more tan.

*I love this song! And I'm not the only one. This video was released four days ago and already has 19 million views. It's full of anger, and pretty voices, and fire, and Megan Fox. Explicit? Yes.

*I also have a weird thing for Irish Ska music. Don't judge me.

*I've had the best summer I've ever had this year...simply amazing. It seems to go hand in hand with exhaustion though.

*Isn't my family awesome?!

Yours Truly,

Friday, August 6, 2010

♫ Thanks, Thanks, Thanks!

So I made this goal at the beginning of the year. One of those New Year's Resolutions that I swore I would stick to...the kind of resolution that I stayed strong in for the first few months, and then let it fade to barely existing. That goal, was to be thankful for something...every single day.

Simple, right? Ha.
Not when life isn't always easy. It's not easy every day.. It's easy a lot. But not always.

I attempted a "Thank You, God" journal, and failed after two writings.

Then...I decided every night, I'd force my girls to be thankful for things in their prayers. Tricky, tricky me. Little did I know, that they'd force me to pray with them, and I'd be tricked in to coming up with something...even something non-creative-like, like "Dear Jesus, thank for cool air on a hot night." True story? If I don't say "Thank you Jesus for ___" at least three times in one prayer, I get yelled at.

And people think there isn't a God. Pssssh. He was listening to ME on New Year's Eve, people!

THEN, Thank you Danie (Seeeeee, I'm getting better at this thank-you stuff all the time!), I found this Facebook page. With marvelous little thank you notes almost every single day. Things that I wouldn't ever even think to be thankful for. Things to make me realize how much we really do take for granted! It's insane!

I've copied some of my favorites below.

Thank YOU Leah, for your brilliance, and your inspiration.

Find her website here: ThxThxThx

Like her on Facebook here: Facebook ThxThxThx

Be thankful...every day. Even the not-so-easy ones.

Yours Truly,

Thursday, August 5, 2010

♫ Migraines, Stretch Marks, and Nightmares, Oh My!

Photo by Anne Geddes

Shortly after a fantastic dinner at my parent's house last night (by fantastic, I mean lasagna with two pounds of cheese, yo), I went home...with high hopes to continue packing my belongings to continue towards moving south soon. Shortly after arriving home, and jumping in the bed with the girls, I was hit hard with a migraine. I let the girls demolish their room while I chilled in the dark...wishing it away. I realized that it had been six months since my last migraine. I've tried figuring out what triggers them...stress, not eating right, the weather, the time of year...

....It hit me today.

I haven't had migraines since I gave up soda. And in the last week, I've become re-addicted to Mountain Dew all over again. (I know, I KNOW). Soda pop, my love, we're over. Again. I'll miss you like mad. Especially your in-can-really-cold-version.

It also hit me that I didn't get migraines until I had Leyna. Something about having kids through my whole body outta wack...and most of the symptoms seem to be permanent! The following, is my body rewarding me for having kids.

#1. Dark Hair.

I change my hair often enough that you'd never know it...but I was blond in high school, and post-Kyanne, it turned to brunette allllll on its own.

#2. Extra skin

Dear men...hear me, and hear me well. No matter how many sit-ups we do post-baby, no matter how many diets we go on, and no matter how far we run...that extra skin that grows some 30+" for a few weeks, never fully goes away. Without surgery.

#3. Stretch Marks

A great friend of mine calls these baby tattoo's. Silver marks all over your belly where the skin stretched to unbelievable lengths to carry a baby. Some are lucky to only have a few, some are covered. They never go away...though with the right kind of lotion, oil, or tan, they become less visible over time.

#4. Insane Emotions

Regardless of whether you adopted, had a baby naturally, or the stork happened to land on your porch...your emotions once you get attached to a child get out of control. Your mate will question your ability to hold it together. YOU'LL question your ability to make it through Halmark commercials. Movies like Marley & Me, at least an in-theater experience, are completely off limit.

#5. The need for a lift.

You don't necessarily need larger boobs after having a baby, but you would do anything to have them perk back up, wouldn't you?

#6. The deep fear that something might happen.

Pre-kid, I was fearless. I loved to fly. I didn't mind going upside down on carnival rides. ...these days, you're lucky to get me on a plane. I'm constantly fearing somebody taking my kid everywhere I go. I'm afraid of things. I blame having something worth living for. ;)

Isn't it all worth it though?!

We're having a great discussion about this on Facebook, so make sure you join us (And a big thank you, to all who helped me put this together!): Daily Offensive.

What have I missed?!

Yours Truly,

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

♫ Somewhere in the middle...

For my favorites...

Looking around, it actually hurts to see some of the misery going on in the world. From the guy on the corner, to the hurting friend, to the defeated leaders. I see people stuck between who they were, and who they are going. I see people in the middle of where they want to be, and who they're going to be.

Feeling trapped in the "right now" is the worst feeling in the world when it's not a comfortable place to be.

Feeling stuck in a situation, ready to run but afraid to quit, is terrifying.

Wanting something so bad, and finding it just out of reach is frustrating.

Trying to decide if a goodbye, or forgiveness is the better option.

Fixing a broken relationship, or realizing it was never a relationship to begin with and no longer worth the effort, is painful.

Feeling like a mom, a wife, a homemaker, a housewife, and never a exhausting.

Having an insane amount of debt, and no money to dig your way out of it is the definition of insomnia.

Facing at night your worst fears, anxiety's, and all the things you push off just to focus on the day, is excruciating.

It makes you wonder, doesn't it, if you're in those places because you're afraid to risk something?

It makes you question if you've got what it takes to move forward, instead instead of staying still.

It makes you curious if there really is something else out there.


You're not alone. You're not the first person to go through this.

Hurt people hurt people. Loved people love people. Love people. When you're hurting, love anyway.

"Your biggest break can come from never quitting. Being at the right place at the right time can only happen when you keep moving toward the next opportunity."

Also, never ever be afraid to say yes to yourself. Say Yes To Yourself.

"Giving yourself over like this is probably one of the most challenging things you can do in your life. And it’s also one of the most important decisions you can make.

When you move in the direction of complete commitment to your path, you simultaneously move in the direction of radical honesty with yourself. And that means becoming honest with yourself about what you really do want. You say Yes to the real power that you have inside of you."

Zealous Living

"I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, and I have remained faithful. The end result of a relentless pursuit and a transformed heart is a life of zealous for the advancement for God. He created me to accomplish. He created me to reach."

Yours Truly,

Monday, August 2, 2010

♫ Random Monday: 8/2/10

Holy crap folks, it's August!

*I'm not really sure where this summer is going....but as you can tell from the number of blogs that were written last month, you can tell it's been a busy one. Bear with us...winter promises to return, as will our controversial blogs. ;)

*I'm ready for new hair again. I love how that hits me about four times a year like clockwork. Ready, set, ....

*Ever been between a rock and a hard place? Of course you have, that's where that saying is so common.'re not alone. In fact, you should buy some Hawaiian Leis and make a party out of it.

*I've gone into anti-drama mode, and will promptly remove it from my life in an instant. I just don't have the time or patience for it. And I've got no excuse for why I'm in that place either.

*Oh hi, a meet and greet with Zac Brown Band, plus BBQ, in Denver? PLEASE let me win! If not, please let one of my blog readers win, and force them to take me with them. Ah hem, enter here: Zac Brown Band

*I've started to pack. It's official. Everybody knows, which means I can shout it to the rooftops if I want to. As often as I want to. I'm in love with a boy, who loves me back, and we're going to make a home to prove it. Cheers, to taking our time, and doing it right.

*I got to spend an entire week with just my daddy. Well, my daddy and a ton of other people. But you know, we got a lot of one-on-one time for the first time in years, and it was blisssssss. Plus, I got to see him in his element, and I was so, SO proud of him. He's an amazing man. He's a powerful leader. He's a great dad. An awesome grandpa. He's full of integrity, respect, and faith. He's going places still, and I hope I grow up with at least half of his character.

*In case you haven't listened to these lyrics yet, do it now.

Love Like Crazy by Lee Brice

Yours Truly,

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