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My worrying is on overdrive

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Yep! That’s me…I am a worrier.

Did this happen when I was younger? Nope, just after I had kids. Time goes by super, duper fast and I worry all the time now. Yes, I am religious and I do pray about my worries, it’s just the letting go part that is difficult for me.

I had this idea that after the “deed” is done, you should get an email before the sperm is about to attach and hold on for dear life. The email would say, do you accept this amount of worry/responsibility that is about to be bestowed upon you. Click yes or no. If you click no, the sperm would blow up, well maybe not blow up, but venture off on a different route. If you click yes, then you are fully aware and you were warned.

Of course, if this ever was a possibility (however small it may be, everything is done by email nowadays), I would have most definitely clicked yes for both of my girls. It’s just before you have kids, YOU HAVE NO IDEA! Your life is about to be replaced with a full-time job of worrying for your little one…

– Don’t jump on your bed, you could fall off and hit your head.

– Don’t even think about running with those scissors in your hand.

– Be careful, you almost crossed the street without looking.

– Wear your helmet/pads on your bike, you could fall off and get hurt.

– Don’t you dare go by that pool till I am outside.

And it could go on for pages! Any of this sound familiar?

Then, it gets worse as they get older. The worries get bigger and bigger and bigger. According to my mom, it never stops, even when kids grow up and move out of the house. Awesome!

I really am trying to get a handle on all my worries. But, I have to blame the news for part of it. I like to refer to the news as the DEVIL. 😉 I never even know half the crap that goes on in the world, till I turn on the news. A good side is being informed, and a bad side is now knowing all this yuck that goes on. So, that just adds to my worry…damn you news! It doesn’t help that with my cable provider the default channel when you turn on my t.v. is, guess what….the 24hr news station!! You can’t get away from it!

So, I really am going to work on it. But, to all of those who read this and don’t have kids, listen to me. Since the whole email thing isn’t in action yet, I am trying to warn you now. It is a lifetime of happiness and fulfillment all rolled up into a ball with a huge amount of worrying/responsibility with being a parent.

When I was younger, my grandmother would always talk about how much she worried about us. I would just look at her and say, “that’s crazy, Mamaw we are fine, you don’t need to worry about us.” Now I am so much like my 92-year-old grandmother, IT IS CRAZY!

Kids and that stuff they say…

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It is true. No one else will tell you the heart-breaking truth quite like kids do.

Sometimes, I wish I could erase the question I just asked my girls and move on. I always said that I was going to keep a journal of the things my girls said as they are young. But, unfortunately I didn’t and my mind (to my surprise) has lost some things from the past. There are a select few that I am pretty sure I can never forget. I do wish I would just carry a camcorder around with me always…I’m sure I could make money off of what my youngest says now. I am listing some of my favorites below-

SOO-SEE 

It’s pronounced like shoe-she.

Sushi

LIMBO 

Limo

F-in Milk (I chose not to write the whole first word out) 😉

Chocolate Milk

Fly like a cheese stick

and that is what the song was called, not…

  I could probably go on forever. Both of my girls have such amazing personalities that I am thankful for each day. Now, when my 6 yr old tells me that I look so different and funny with my make-up off…That is when I wish she would keep at least 10% of her thoughts to herself. 🙂

On to the next one…Ho, Ho, Ho

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Throw out the pumpkins, and scary decorations…it’s time for the next Holiday, well kind of. Wal-Mart and Target are already ready. Heck, they have been ready for the past month with their shelves already stocked full of Christmas items. Before you know it, Christmas decorations will start coming out with 4TH of July fireworks. You could have Santa flying out of a rocket!

Do you ever wonder what happened to Thanksgiving?? That holiday gets the short end of the stick. The decorations are thrown in with Halloween, a few festive turkey’s here and there, but who can find them over the fake blood and animated life-size murderer’s to put at your front door.

I think there should be a good 2 weeks between the Halloween/Fall decorations, to when the Christmas ones arrive. Isn’t this time of year hectic enough without creating a sense of urgency to buy a tree before the weather even turns cold? I guess if I waited in Florida for the weather to turn cold before I start decorating for the Holidays, I would be waiting closer to Valentine’s day!

I am trying to put the emphasis on being more thankful this year. Hopefully, my thankful vase will help a little. I am also going to refuse to put up Christmas decorations till after Thanksgiving has past. Let’s get through that first! I can only focus on a few things at a time with this older age that has hit me. I think I may make a 10ft sign to put up in my house that says BE THANKFUL this month, and possibly get a pet turkey. My girls might wonder what happens to the turkey when November 24th rolls around. But, I will worry about that a little later! 😉

HAPPY NOVEMBER!!

Keep in mind what you are thankful for!! 🙂

A ghostly tale

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With Halloween upon us, the ghost stories/movies are on tv by the dozens. Everyone has their own opinion about whether or not ghosts are real. Some think its hog-wash, while others are big time believers. Well, I happen to be the later and I will tell you why in my…

GHOSTLY TALE

When I was in my early 20’s, I used to work in property management. My first job in that field was at the Ashford Apartments in Chattanooga, TN. The leasing office is in a mansion, atop a hill surrounded by apartment buildings. It is a beautiful mansion where many weddings take place throughout the year. What isn’t so beautiful is what happened one dark night while I was closing up by myself.

(This is where the scary music needs to start playing)

I guess now it has changed names to Riverview Grande, but here is a picture of the Mansion Clubhouse.

Not a shabby place to work in, right??

That’s what I thought, until this night. It was the time of year when it started getting darker earlier. Everyone else had left a little early, so I was responsible for closing up. Now, when I first started working here, I had heard some “stories” of the ghost that lived in the mansion. Until then, I thought it was just silly and was someone’s way of trying to scare the poo out of me because they knew I was a scaredy cat. The ghosts name was Mary, and she was a little girl who stayed on the top floor. I was told that she had hung herself on the banister of the grand staircase because of her horrible, mean father. I tried not to think much about it, but my eyes would always travel to the top of the staircase every time I walked in or out of the front door. I would occasionally think I heard something, and then chalk it up to my mind trying to screw with me.

This night, it was definitely not just my mind. The office is located inside and has several interior doors you have to lock up before exiting the building. I had locked every door, was setting the alarm and walked by the office door on the way to the front door. The office door was a french door, so obviously you could see through it. I saw something whisk past the other side of the door and then my chair behind my desk starting rolling across the floor. Was the air/heat on, no..were the floors terribly uneven, no…was there anyone hiding under the desk trying to make me have a heart attack, no…had we had an earthquake, no. Every possible explanation has gone through my head. Am I crazy…I have not had an official diagnosis yet, so don’t go blaming it on that! 😉 Was it Mary? I’m not sure. But what I do know is, a real live person did NOT make that happen.

Did I ever close up the mansion by myself again? Hell no!!

Do you have a ghost story? I would love to hear it!

Go ahead and call me a scaredy cat

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From last weeks post, we all know as a kid I was scared of the basement at my parents house. But, that was just the beginning.

My basement fear turned into, someone-breaking-into-the-house fear. And to this day, I still have that problem. I guess watching too many scary movies of that happening, has scarred me for life. When I was younger, I seriously needed this sign outside my bedroom.

 

I had things hanging above my bedroom door just waiting to fall on a suspicious someone trying to come in. Bungee cords that people use on trucks to keep things from moving, I had near my window tied from one piece of furniture to another, so if someone came in my window, they would trip. Sharp objects all over my floor to fall on (incase they made it past the cords and falling debris from my door) Lastly, I was camouflaged in my bed.

I would get in my bed, pile every stuffed animal I owned all around me so I would blend in. Because you know I am all furry and stuffed, with big black eyes that never close and troll-like hair. Nobody would ever find me in there!!

Now, I am still frightened of someone breaking into my house. When we moved this past time, I was super happy to be moving into a subdivision that has gates with guards 24/7, and into a house that the previous owner must have had the same fear as me. Our house is wired like its Fort Knox. Every window and door, (even interior doors) are all alarmed up. The window upstairs in the shower which is not quite big enough for my 40 pound, 5-year-old to fit through, is even alarmed. A little excessive I think, but I don’t mind! If someone is still able to get past the gates, guards, and alarms. I am armed with something pretty powerful beside my nightstand.

Yep, it’s a softball bat. A heavy one that can inflict some serious damage. So someone better think twice before getting past those ADT signs. I’ve got a mean swing, oh and I’m a ninja too.

 


10yr old teacher

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Serious post alert….coming your way! Just thought I would give you a little warning.

10 year old teacher

The teacher happened to be my daughter today. A little background before we come to present day. For the past 4 years now, my 10 year old has tried out for chorus. For 4 years, she would come home with her head held down to tell me she didn’t make it. At the beginning of this school year she informed me that she was going to try out again.

Now, as a parent I thought I needed to talk with her about how you are talented in some areas and not so much in others. Unfortunately, for my daughter, singing was not one of those talents she was given. I thought she should try other things instead. The reason behind me pushing her to explore other options was so she wouldn’t get hurt again. That is the last thing as a parent, I wanted to see happen.

But, when the time came, she tried out for chorus again. These last 4 weeks have taken forever to get here. So, today she gets off the bus to tell me she found out if she made it this year. SHE DID!!!!!! She was so happy that she was jumping up and down. I couldn’t believe it, she made it the 5th time she tried.

Then, I thought about how she never gave up. Even when her own mother (I feel pretty bad now) told her to pursue other options, she didn’t listen and tried again anyway. That whole saying of, Don’t let anyone tell you that you can’t do something, my daughter heard loud and clear. I am unbelievably proud of her and her willingness to keep going, even though she got knocked down 4 times.

Today it wasn’t about what my kids learned at school, it’s what I learned from them.

 

Good night everyone! See you tomorrow! And guess what……IT’S FRIDAY!!

I’ll just WebMD it

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When you feel ill, where do you turn to first? Nowadays, it’s the Internet!

You start having some symptoms, feeling a little under the weather, so you pull up that magical website and start trying to diagnose yourself.

Yesterday, I woke up feeling like something was wrong with my ear. It almost felt like something was in it. My worst fear, that a very pregnant spider had made its way in my ear while I was sleeping and was getting ready to give birth in its new home. (I tend to think the worst when I am self diagnosing) But, it was throbbing and I thought it was starting to close up. According to the WebMD people, it was anything from earwax blockage, a middle ear infection, swimmer’s ear, or thyroid cancer. Nice. So, which one does my mind start thinking constantly about…the worse possible scenario.

I am not so sure the above picture is completely correct. For me, it’s CLICK. CLICK. I THINK I’M DYING. I really feel worse after looking my symptoms up. Now, I know this website does some good for people. So much that you can have it as an app on your phone. This is dangerous for me. That will not be an app I choose to download. I would probably become obsessed looking up things like, what a paper cut could turn into!

I think we really have taken some of the work away for doctors. We look everything up before going to the doctor’s office, tell them what we think is wrong and maybe even tell them what medicine we think we need. Where is the mystery for them anymore?

I think the next time I go to the doctor, I’m going to walk in, sit down and say something is wrong with me, now guess what it is. Maybe that would make them have to stay in the room for more than 5 minutes. 🙂