It Is About That Time Again....

The time that I have a few glasses of wine and let loose. Talk talk talk. This is actually the 2nd time this week I have found myself indulging and enjoying a glass, or 3, of wine. Thank you Jess. Usually my bullet pointed lists are compilations of totally amazing, happy, tear jerking things that I think of. Not tonight. I don't know if it is the zinfandel or the fact that I have had a lot of stress lately (those of you in my closest circle understand), but tonight I am feeling a bit sassy so I have decided to make a list of...

Things that make me go ughhhh.

• Total lack of originality. Really just be yourself.
• Bills. Go away. Is there a bill hell that mine can go to?
• People dressing completely inappropriately for their age and/or weight.
• Idiotic drivers. Especially ones that have kids in the car.
• When I make a delicious pot of coffee and realize that I am completely out of creamer.
• Facebook. I am so glad that is out of my life.
• Dirty people. Not so much the germ people that are unaware of how to use hand sanitizer (although that is disgusting) but people that live in their own filth. Do your damn dishes.
• Dishonesty. Just be real.
• People that complain all the time about something, but yet do nothing to change it. If you think you are fat STOP eating at McDonalds.
• Fake people. If you don't like me, don't kiss my butt. Tell me the truth. Chances are I don't care for you either.
• Mustard. I have tried it once. This year. It was OK. Watching Kam spoon it off his plate makes me gag though. Same goes for pickles. Sorry Shay I know that those 2 things make up your food pyramid.
• Paying to do my laundry. For a person that has OCD that shit adds up.
• The person that pretends to have a perfect life. We all know you fight with your spouse and cry sometimes too. It's normal human behavior.
• Flakey people. Holy crap. Biggest pet peeve EVER. Follow up and follow through.
• Wearing way too much bronzer. You look orange. Stop that.
• The annoying teenagers that fly through neighborhoods going ridiculous speeds. Hello it is a neighborhood not the drag strip. There are children around. Not to mention sleeping children. That is a sacred thing. So turn the damn gangster rap down too. Your system isn't that cool .
• Clerks at stores that do not talk to you. I am here to give you my business aka my money. Acknowledge me.
• Mud. Need I say more.
• That person that complains about money, yet has new stuff all the freaking time.
• People that stare at my tattoos. I know they are there. I also know they are beautiful and a part of me. No need to gawk at them.
• Wood pencils. The number 2 pencil. The sound they make gives me the chills.
• Gossip. Not to mention the people that start and stir the pot. Get a life. Talk about wasted energy.
• Women that touch a pregnant woman's belly. I was once pregnant and did not want to be touched. This drove me nuts.
• The conversation that goes like this ..... "so when did you and Kam's dad get a divorce?" "Oh we were never married." "You were never married?" Hello I just said that do I need to repeat myself. Really? Or this one ...... "So what does your husband do?" "I'm not married." "So you aren't married?" Good grief. For the record I am a single mom. I have been the whole time. I like it this way and think it is God's plan for me. Don't be so surprised to find out that I am not, nor have I ever been married. And don't look at me like a deer in head lights when you find out that I haven't been. Or ask a rhetorical question about it.
• Snookie. That girl drives me nuts. I don't know if it is her pickle fetish, the fact that she had a terrible book that I would never ever pay for published, the oompa loompa spray tan, or the hair that bugs me. Could be a combo of all of it. Either way I can't stand her.
• Smart phones. I know I have one, and that thing is taking over my life.

That is all the complaining I have for now. Hopefully I got it all out of my system so I don't feel the need to rant like that for awhile. I feel better now though. Time for happy thoughts.

Remember that time we went to the zoo?

Well here are the pictures. :)

The boys when we first got there.

The STRANGEST bird I have ever seen. Ever.



An excited Kam. (despite the rain)



Venturing over to see the peacock. LaChelle was so afraid she wouldn't even come close to get a picture. :)

Feeding the ducks.

Thank You For That

I feel like with all the hustling I do on a daily basis I sometimes forget to say a simple thank you to those who mean the most and do the most for me. So here is a thank you to all those that help me, inspire me, coach me, guide me, and listen to me.

Kam,
Thank you for giving my life purpose. You are such a tiny little person and yet you do such big things for me. You remind me to look at the little things life has to offer and always to keep a smile on. You are the reason I get out of bed every day, and get through the day. You give me drive. I love you more than I ever thought possible and I am so lucky that you are you, because you make me, me!
Thank you for that.

Mom and Dad,
Thank you for always, no matter what, putting up with me. You guys know the real meaning of unconditional love and show it to me everyday. I know that I haven't been the easiest one to raise, but it has been fun. Thank you for being there for me when I need it most. I couldn't have done what I have done as a single mother if it weren't for you.
Thank you for that.

Carrie,
You have been the best sister anyone could ever ask for. Thank you for always offering your advice, even though it sometimes takes me years to listen to it. You are patient with me, as well as everyone else and that sets such a great example for me. Thank you for always being honest with me and telling me not what I want to hear, but what I need to hear. I know I am always welcome at your home and that there will always be great food to enjoy.
Thank you for that.


Trevor and Kylie,
Thank you for allowing us to establish such a great relationship with one another for Kam. Thank you for being such a huge part of Kam's life. I am so fortunate to have the situation I do as a single mother and because of you guys it is possible. I love when people ask about the situation and all I can do is smile and genuinely say "It is the best thing. Kam has a lot of people who love him."
Thank you for that.

All my friends,
Thank you for no matter what being there for me. I have been blessed with the best. Shaylise, Jessica, Lachelle, Jackie, and sooo many more I hope that I can be there for you just like you have been for me. Thank you for always being true. Through thick and thin. No matter what I know that you are a phone call away.
Thank you for that.

God,
Thank you for trusting me so much. No matter how hard things get I know that with you anything is possible. Thank you for guiding me and helping me get through so much. You have blessed me with the greatest people to share my life with.
Thank you for that.

And he thinks we are just fishing. . .





Now that the weather is nice (some of the time) Kam and I have been fishing twice. He loves it. I love it. OK let me clarify. I love getting out of the house, it is something different than we are used to doing, and if we catch something and my dad or brother are around to take care of the river monster once it is out of the water and my mom is able to prepare it, we have dinner! It makes me feel primitive. In a way. Talk about being the bread winner in the household.

The first time we went was last weekend and we went with my family. Thank heaven for my brother and dad. I would have had no clue what to do with the fish once they hit land. Don't even get me started on getting those hooks out of their mouths, or in some cases their stomachs. My dad caught 6 fish! This is something that happens once every ten years I think. This is just a judgement based on how excited he was, not to mention cocky.  

 This last weekend we went to Rigby with my sister and her family to a free fishing day just for kids. We did not catch anything. Wait, I take that back. Jason caught a sucker fish. That was all though. Kids had fun. It was good for them to all get together and play. 4 kids means 4 fishing poles. Which means a very high probability of lines getting tangles, hooks getting stuck in shirts, and lost bait. It was a very stressful trip. Kam and his cousins had a blast though and that is all that matters.

Kam and I putting a smile on for the camera. Moments after this was taken my stress levels were so high I was asking myself why I didn't bring my vodka.



All the kids at the free fishing day.




I saved the best one for last! This is my proud dad with one of his fish. I thought I better take one so that there is some proof that he actually caught some. Not to mention a quick reference for him to rub it in my little brothers face that he totally kicked his butt that day.

 

Happy Fathers Day Dad!!!



Lock Up Your Daughters!

The other day Kam and I were outside when one of the neighbor girls who is older (like 6) told me that Kam is "sooo cute". She said this with a giggle. I was concerned. He is only 3 and the older women already totally dig him. Lord have mercy.

Nuff said....

What I Loved Today

I seriously cannot help but think how lucky I am. Today was another one of those days that I realized how blessed I am. The things that made me all warm and fuzzy this week {so far} are as follows... :)

• I woke up on the right side of my cozy bed today.
• I found a fun sized Twix in my drawer when I was packing my lunch.
• Looked through the pictures of Kam and I and cried when I put them up around my house because I realized that he is growing up right before my eyes.
• Night time phone calls. I don't think they will ever get old. Ever.
• Picking up Kam from daycare and him running up to me yelling "Mommy! Mommy!" Followed with and incredibly wet kiss on the cheek when I picked him up.
• The smell of a fresh cantaloupe.
• Craft nights that go into the early mornings.
• Watching Kam play with his little friends outside and learning things like throwing toys over the fence into the neighbors yard is not a good idea.
• The smell of the rain. The sound of the rain.
• Making people laugh.
• Homemade ice cream.
• Going to bed at night knowing that tomorrow is going to be another great day surrounded by great people.

my hobby...

It has been so nice to be back on a set schedule with work. I finally have time to devote to my hobbies. I am beginning to think I may have too many though.

I have been doing a lot of this lately....

I am trying my hardest to pull this box out more often. This is my sewing box.
 Lets just say sewing isn't exactly my forte.

picture time!

Recently my good friend took some pictures of Kam and I. They turned out so great. It was a windy, overcast day and we were both worried that they may not turn out that great, but with a kid as cute as Kam it was a success. Chelsey has a great eye and got some amazing shots. Here are some of my favorites. (All of them were awesome it was hard to pnly pick a few to put on here!)

If you would like any pictures by her I think it would be a great idea. :) Her blog is http://www.chelseylinphotography.blogspot.com/ or you can e-mail her at chelseylinphotography@gmail.com

Pounding the Pavement

I went running tonight. First time since last summer. This is how it went. . .

Did I stretch before the run? Yes.
Did I stretch enough? No.
Did I feel like dying? Yes.
Did I die? No.
Did I have to stop and walk a little bit? Yes.
Did I give up? No.
Did I wear the right clothing? Yes.
Did I look as good as the celebs do while running? No.
Did I sweat like the celebs? Yes.
Did I really care what I looked like ultimately? No.
Did I eat too much pasta for dinner? Yes.
Did I puke? No.
Did I consider puking so I would have an excuse to quit? Yes.
Did I quit? No.
Did I give it my all and then some? YES.
Could I have done it if I was still a smoker? ABSOLUTELY NOT.

My smoke free lungs did it! I did it! I am so proud of myself. It wasn't far. Maybe 1.5 miles, but I did it. I can't wait to do it again. When I ran cross country in high school I could run 9 miles. Since having Kam I stopped running. No more excuses for this girl. It is on!

Look Mom! No hands!

On Monday Kam and I went to Wal-Mart for a bottle of lotion and left with a bike. That little stinker gave me those puppy dog eyes in the middle of the bike aisle and I couldn't say no. I just couldn't. I also considered how awesome it would feel to get the 'Best Mom of the Year' award from him and knew that it would be worth it. He was so excited. So excited. I can't even put into words how happy he was that day. As soon as we got to our house he jumped on and rode it over to the playground area where some of his little friends were playing and just kept yelling at the top of his lungs "Hi guys! Hi! Look! Look! I got a new bike!" Watching how excited he was was the best feeling ever. He was so darn cute showing all the little boys his new ride. In a way I felt like it was a preview to him in 15 years showing off his first truck.

The first night he slept with it in his room. Parked next to the bed. I am quite surprised he didn't name it. The next morning we had to leave the house fairly early to go meet his dad by 9:15. Who needs an alarm though when your 3 year old comes riding in your bedroom at 7:07 saying "I tink that my friends are outside payin. I better go out there." With a lot of persuading I convinced him that it was best that we wait until at least 8:00 to go outside. To keep himself busy, he rode up and down the hallway, and ate his breakfast on the bike. His dad took him to get a helmet that he absolutely loves. It is bright blue and has fish on it. He loves it almost as much as he loves the bike. He wore that all night tonight even when he wasn't riding his bike.

Exhibit A: wearing the helmet at dinner.

Watching how happy and how grateful he is about his brand new bike makes me smile. He told me the whole way home after getting it how much he loved me and kept on saying "tanks for my brand new bike mommy."