I decided that I should probably do the right thing, and make a list of things that I am truly grateful for in an attempt to make up for being a bitter Betty in my last post.
1. My mom and dad. They have taken care of me for (almost) 28 years and I imagine they'll continue to do so for the rest of our lives. Nobody makes lasagna as good as my mom does (not everyone has to agree with me on this point) and nobody dances quite like my dad (the jury is still out on whether that's a good or bad thing.) They're just such good people it's amazing. I love them VERY VERY much.
2. Good siblings. We always have a good time when we're together. I can think of SO MANY awful things they did to me growing up (like my brothers telling me that hair turns into spiders 3 days after it's cut or falls out) but I love them (and their families) all the same.
3. Good friends. I hate to name names because I have so many great friends that have done so much for me, but I feel like 3 people specifically need to make the cut: Stacy, Tyrel, and Erin. These 3 girls have seen me at my best and my worst and are still my friends to talk about it. It's sort of a miracle.
4. My job. I love my boss, and truly enjoy my work. How many people can really say that?
5. My dog. I have officially become a dog person. I always liked my dogs growing up, but our dog Peter has totally won me over. I'm not happy to admit it, but I've become the proud mama that always tells stories about things he's done. (Erin and Stacy can tell you all about it.)
6. My cute husband. What, you thought I wasn't going to mention him? Please. I feel very lucky to have married my sweet Joseph John. He's a very lovable nerd, with a heart 8 times bigger than mine. I can't say much more without getting too "Today I marry my best friend" on this, so I'll just say that I love Joe, and feel like I won the lottery the day I finally convinced him to marry me.
I'm sure I could go on and on but I'll just say that I'm not oblvious to my blessings, and here's my post to prove it mom. :)
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Friday, November 20, 2009
An Unthankful, Ungiving Thanksgiving.
I know-I'm an awful person. I've read plenty of great posts about all of the things that people are so thankful for, and while my list of things to be grateful for is very long and continually growing I can't help but feel the need to write down a few things that don't make feel thankful even the tiniest little bit.
1. People. People on a whole REALLY bug me. I realize that it takes most people the majority of their lives to get to a point where they'd rather stay in than deal with the crowds but I think I reached that point at age 17. On a regular basis I find myself fighting the urge to shake someone and yell "USE YOUR WORDS FOOL!" Maybe it's hereditary. My dad has the same problem, an uncle on my mom's side suffers from the disease as well, so perhaps I was just destined to be this way. Whatever the reason, people drive me nuts.
2. Traffic. Seriously? The fact that there's an 8-10 foot space in between me, and the car in front of me makes you feel like you NEED to come over into my lane? Or just because you're chatting your life away on your cell phone makes you think it's ok to be driving 55 mph in the fast lane? No no my friend-think again! I am very lucky to live 3 blocks from my place of employment or I think I would have already gone "Towanda" on somebody. You know what I'm talking about: Fried Green Tomatoes, a store parking lot-very classic.
3. Gossiping. Don't get me wrong, nobody loves a juicy bit of info more than I do. I love hearing "don't tell anyone yet" baby news, or secret proposal stories with the rest of the world. I even enjoy hearing scandalous "she did what?" or "he's dating who?" stories. It doesn't stop there however; people turn mean and nasty so quickly. For the record, once you start telling me awful or vindictive things about people that I either a)care about and enjoy b)don't care about or enjoy or c) have never even heard of, I kind of just want to punch you in the face. I'm shocked at how comfortable people are sharing horrific things that they'd never want said about themselves. Suddenly I'm reminded of number one on my list.
4. Judgers. Now, for those of you that know me, know that I'm a self-admitted judger. I judge every person I deal with on a daily basis. I judge co-workers, friends, family, myself-you name em, I've judged em. I make quick judgments too, which usually always end up completely wrong. So who am I to hate the judgers you ask? Someone who judges, but doesn't discriminate. I'll judge your hair, your shirt, your shoes, your face-but it won't change the way I treat you. (Unless of course, I judged you to be awful and you proved me right.)What I really hate are people that judge, and act accordingly. I might judge the world, but I will at least TRY to keep my judgments to myself, or a few select inidividuals. :)
So there we have it. This is my unthankful, ungiving list for Thanksgiving. Like I said before, I know-I'm awful.
1. People. People on a whole REALLY bug me. I realize that it takes most people the majority of their lives to get to a point where they'd rather stay in than deal with the crowds but I think I reached that point at age 17. On a regular basis I find myself fighting the urge to shake someone and yell "USE YOUR WORDS FOOL!" Maybe it's hereditary. My dad has the same problem, an uncle on my mom's side suffers from the disease as well, so perhaps I was just destined to be this way. Whatever the reason, people drive me nuts.
2. Traffic. Seriously? The fact that there's an 8-10 foot space in between me, and the car in front of me makes you feel like you NEED to come over into my lane? Or just because you're chatting your life away on your cell phone makes you think it's ok to be driving 55 mph in the fast lane? No no my friend-think again! I am very lucky to live 3 blocks from my place of employment or I think I would have already gone "Towanda" on somebody. You know what I'm talking about: Fried Green Tomatoes, a store parking lot-very classic.
3. Gossiping. Don't get me wrong, nobody loves a juicy bit of info more than I do. I love hearing "don't tell anyone yet" baby news, or secret proposal stories with the rest of the world. I even enjoy hearing scandalous "she did what?" or "he's dating who?" stories. It doesn't stop there however; people turn mean and nasty so quickly. For the record, once you start telling me awful or vindictive things about people that I either a)care about and enjoy b)don't care about or enjoy or c) have never even heard of, I kind of just want to punch you in the face. I'm shocked at how comfortable people are sharing horrific things that they'd never want said about themselves. Suddenly I'm reminded of number one on my list.
4. Judgers. Now, for those of you that know me, know that I'm a self-admitted judger. I judge every person I deal with on a daily basis. I judge co-workers, friends, family, myself-you name em, I've judged em. I make quick judgments too, which usually always end up completely wrong. So who am I to hate the judgers you ask? Someone who judges, but doesn't discriminate. I'll judge your hair, your shirt, your shoes, your face-but it won't change the way I treat you. (Unless of course, I judged you to be awful and you proved me right.)What I really hate are people that judge, and act accordingly. I might judge the world, but I will at least TRY to keep my judgments to myself, or a few select inidividuals. :)
So there we have it. This is my unthankful, ungiving list for Thanksgiving. Like I said before, I know-I'm awful.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Lots of kids=lots of fun.
A few weekends back we had the chance to go to Blanding for my niece Caitlyn's baptism. All but one of my nieces and nephews live in Blanding (on the Bennett side) so Joe and I (meaning I decided, and Joe supported)decided to rent a hotel room big enough for the two of us, and 6 kids. We found a killer deal, and made it happen! So, Saturday night around 6:00 we started rounding up kids and headed to dinner at The Homestead. Let me just tell you, my six darlings were on their best behavior. Apparently the threatening talks of being sent home due to bad bevahior paid off because our table of 8 was no louder than any other table in the restaurant. Next we moved on to our hotel room where we were prepared with glow sticks for the crowds. Who would have guessed that those things would bring hours of enjoyment. We were constantly changing from necklaces to bracelets, or counting to make sure that each kid still had their 9 glow sticks they started out with. Bed time also went better than anticipated. Of course we had to make a few minor adjustments as to who was sleeping where. Even I had to switch "hides" of the bed with Uncle Joe so I could sleep closer to Trace, but everyone eventually dozed off, and slept through the night. I had so much fun staying with the kids, and Joe was a good sport through it all too. I love my little munchkins and can't wait for the next giant slumber party.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Mothers Day Miracle!
As my friend Erin said, it's a true Sunday miracle. I've finally started a blog. I'm guessing it will be boring to those of you who aren't my mom, but-here's too posting my life for the world to see! (and by world, I mean the 6 family members and friends that will read this.)
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