Those pesky butterflies

Don’t you just hate when you are waiting for something and waiting and waiting and those butterflies emerge from their cocoon in your stomach?

 

There is a feeling within your body, it’s somewhat like spinning or falling. It makes you take deep breaths, you can’t eat and you limbs are shaky. Yup, that’s the pesky butterflies.

I’m still deciding where they go after they take flight in our body. Eventually the waiting period is over and the butterflies disappear. I like to think they secretly flew out of my ears to begin their outside life.

This is my somewhat random thought for this wonderful Thursday. It’s only semi random as I have actually hatched butterflies in my stomach this morning and can currently feel them flying in circles waiting to be released.

Where do the butterflies go? Do you know the feeling? What was your latest butterfly experience and how many did you hatch? My number today is about 77, yes, 77 butterflies are in my midsection this morning!

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Joys and Woes of aging

Over the past few months, much of our lives have revolved around age related things.

We started off with the teenagers birthday. Not much changed as she went from 14 to 15. She still the same wonderful teenager she was at 14. She has a little more knowledge and a little more maturity than she did this time last year. The year made a bit of difference but not a lot.

She's so beautiful!

We also celebrated my …. ahem…25th birthday. I sure love being in my 20’s! Ok, so I’m lying. I’m now 31. I think 30 is the actual age that you start to forget how old you are and you have to really THINK about it. I just did. I knew I wasn’t in my 20’s but how old am I? Oh riiighhttt…. ugh…31! I don’t usually feel 31 though so that’s a good thing – right?

Can anyone name the show this is from?

My baby cousin gave birth to her first child at the age of 20. She then turned 21. She was just a baby in my arms the other day and now I’m holding her daughter in my arms, 21 years later. This is actually the first time I held the baby of a baby I used to cuddle with years before. It’s surreal actually.

My grandmother passed away recently as well. It’s not the same rejoicing moment as a birthday or giving birth, but it does bring up age and aging. She was in her 80’s and to many, that’s a great long life. I have talked with older people before that feel 80 is quite an accomplishment. Her 90’s or even 100 would have been better. We would have had her with us that much longer. I miss her. In reality, I would not have even seen my grandmother in months. She doesn’t live near me and I only saw her once a year when she was here for her visit. But somehow, knowing you will never see someone again makes you miss them more, no matter what.

Love and Miss her!

My mommy turned 50 this month! The big five-oh! She took an awesome trip with my dad to California and got to do a lot of amazing things that she has always wanted to do. They went to “The Price is Right”, The Tonight Show, some great restaurants and saw some Hollywood sites. I’m glad she got to go and have an awesome time for her birthday! Happy Birthday Mommy and Thanks for the awesome gifts!

My mommy years ago.

My mommy and daddy just 1 year ago.

 I don’t feel 31, I don’t think my mom feels 50, my husband doesn’t even know how old he is, my much younger baby cousin is having babies and the teenager is aging with rapid pace and soon to be off to college leaving us behind. So how much does age affect us on a daily basis? When exactly do you start to feel old? Or feel your age? I know I feel older than I did 10 years ago but in reality, not that much. So how much does age matter once you reach a certain point? This is a thought that changes with age. How ironic.
 
As a child you think age does matter and you want to be older so you can do all the cool stuff and stay up late.
As a teenager, it is much of the same thoughts with thoughts of boys mixed in and how the age difference shouldn’t matter.
Ages start to become less important in your 20’s and you don’t think age is such a big deal anymore.
Once you have children age plays a part in your life once again. Your babies are growing up and aging quickly, and with boys the age difference matters big time, when it comes to your teenager!
I haven’t figured out when it changes again. When does your thought process on aging change in life once again?
 
What do all of you think about age? Do you feel it? Does it matter to you? I rambled a lot in this post but that was the thought process in my head this morning. So – tell me what you think!
 
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Texts from a drunken night

I was in Niagra Falls recently and it just so happened that my entire family (From my dad’s side) was going to be there. All of us together. This would be the first time in about 15 years. So yes, we had some fun.

The only members of my family missing happened to be my husband and the teenager who both stayed behind. Our 10 animals needed a babysitter and the teenager had school.

The point of this post is the fun of drunken texts. I had a little too much fun on our last night there while Matt was home having a little too much fun of his own. The two of us mostly communicated through texts and I want to share them with all of you.

Me: There are weirdos here!

Matt: I love you and I can’t feel my toes

Me: I live you top, Th toes/ my face!

Matt: Huh?

Later……

Me: Is everyone sloping ghetto

Me: In f**ked too. Since king 4birds age

Me: My phone is suing?

Me: fuing

Me: dieing

Matt: 4birds age?? double you tee eff

Later….

Me: I can home Fri cornfield. In from. I ythinkb it passes out not

Me: I lib you too

Me: Please remember to take cat of aminals

Matt: What’s up with a cornfiwld?

Later…..

Me: I Dublin! I’m have to Gordon. Sleep. I’ve been up since ten and drink sombre 4. Bed fog me. I love job and hold job Gabriel s good hint. PleDged be good any art you red lly film! I miss oh. A bunches.

So there is some of what was said between the two of us on this wonderous night! Drunk texting and auto correct do not mix. I wonder what it would have looked like without Autocorrect!

Do you have any great drunken texts? Send them our way! I’d love to compare. Plus…they make me laugh!

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Sometimes I can be a little lame

This weekend the teenager and I headed out on a road trip to GA. Our mission…to tour and visit the town where the film The Vampire Diaries. So yes, as the title of this blog says…I can be a little lame but I love it! I love the show, I love the cast and I loved the town they film in as well.

The trip started out really great. We made awesome time, listen to great music, had some chats and some tasty snacks! The road trip up was great! We stayed in a Hampton Inn in Covington, GA and I have to say, it was really nice. We didn’t have a suite or any extravagant amenities, but it was a very nice hotel.

We arrived a little tired but ready to head to town to have a look around and grab some dinner. We pulled into a small town atmosphere and parked to walk around. We saw things right away that we recognized from the show. It was awesome to stand where our vampire crushes stood to film scenes we loved. We were looking upon the Mystic Grill in awe. It was a Sunday night so there was no filming taking place but we had high hopes for the next day. As for Sunday night, we just took in the small town atmosphere, grabbed some Subway and headed to the hotel for some rest.

The next morning we were meeting up with my SIL for a day of fun. We had a Mystic Falls tour scheduled and were really hoping to see some filming and meet some stars! We had even checked Twitter and read that they were on set!

However, we are The Griswold’s and no trip is complete without Griswold like luck. It follows us like a dark cloud. It’s a curse we have to live with.

We toured the town with a wonderful couple and saw all the sites and houses we know from the show but we never saw any filming taking place. We learned that one of the locations is about an hour away and it completely gated and blocked from the public. Ugh! We just knew that this must be where they were filming the show on Monday and we would not be able to see filming or have a chance to meet the cast! Damn Griswold luck!

We did have an awesome day on our tour, walking the town together, taking picturesand having lunch in a tasty little cafe, The Square Perk Cafe. At lunch we learned that the cast was indeed, not filming in town that day and would not be in town until Wednesday! We were leaving later that same day!

While the news was very disappointing, we still had a fun day. The town was beautiful, the people were friendly, and we experienced some of that southern hospitality you hear about. I can’t wait to go back. The next time I will be sure to plan a day when I know filming will be in town.Thank you to the Mystic Falls Tour, the employees at Square Perk and the Hampton Inn.You all made the visit wonderful!

So tell me…are you lame as well? Do you love The Vampire Diaries? Have you been on the tour? Have you ever seen filming for anything??

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Can you love even family before meeting them?

Yes!! I believe you can. What do you think?

I am an only child, and in my early childhood years I was the only grandchild and niece as well. I was loved and spoiled.

When I was 8, my Aunt had her first baby and then at 10, she had her second. I was all of a sudden, not the only kid around. I had to share my stuff with the babies and of course the babies got more attention than I did too. It was a huge adjustment for me as a kid.

Ohhhh, but I sure did LOVE those babies. In the summer I would go to my Aunt’s during the day. I would watch Disney movies and read books and play with Mikki (she was 3 and 4) and I would get to play with and feed and change my baby cousin. She was perfect. I loved it. My 2 baby cousins and I had some great summer days.

A little side story – I did tell my cousin this story a few years back but I have never really told anyone else…. so to my family,…if you are reading this, it was 20 years ago and I was a child. Please do not get upset! 

Anyway, when it was nap time on some of those days I would lay in bed with Mikki and read books while my other cousin was asleep in her crib. My Aunt would go out and cut the grass and I just couldn’t stand it, I wanted that baby to wake up and play so bad. So what I would do was sneak in her room and start trying to wake her up. I would move her all around, a little nudge and maybe a little hair tug. (Sorry Cuz) Then when she started to stir I would run away and wait for her to cry to be taken out of the crib. I loved going in there and getting her out of that crib when she woke up from her nap! I loved it!

So here we are 20 years later and that beautiful baby I loved so much has grown up and she has now had her own beautiful baby. And I love her already! I haven’t met her yet, but I sure do love her!

Yes, she’s wearing a robe! I just about died when I saw this picture. I have never seen a robe for infants. I am pretty sure I have never seen anything more cute. I like the robe better than a frilly little dress. I really do!

Are you as close with your family as I am? Do you have 2nd cousins? Do you think you can love someone before meeting them? What if it’s family?

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Yup…that’s me!

The one who puts a five dollar bill in the snack machine because she forgot her lunch and is dying of hunger and thirst.

Yup….that’s me! The one who now has a 10 pound pocket of change to warn everyone she is coming.

Yup….that’s me! The one who now has a delicious snack and cold Dr. Pepper. Yum!

Now, you tell me…was it worth it? Have you ever been forced to do this?

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What do you think about on 9/11?

I guess the common answer these days to that questions would be: The World Trade Center attacks, a loved one lost, America, New York and maybe even fears of a repeat attack of some kind.

My answer is a bit different. While I do think of most of those things on that day, I think mostly about my own lost loved one. She didn’t die on 9/11 but was born on 9/11. I think of her so much on this day. How old she would be, what would she have looked like, who would she have grown to be, how close would we be and how would my family and myself be different if she were still with us?

I have been thinking of her on this day for 23 years. Although my thoughts changed 19yrs ago when my first thought was that she would be 5 today. NOw, in 2011, she would be 23 years old. A grown woman in the world, my family and my friend. I miss her still, her hugs, her smiles, her little voice singing a song.

I was 12 years old when she died, I was an awkward kid trying to get through my days. My life was about school, friends, boys and hanging out. Death was a slap in the face, especially when it was such a tiny little person so close to my heart. It was hard for my 12yr old brain to grasp.

I remember very clearly coming home from school and seeing my mothers car in the driveway. (this was weird because she worked and didn’t get home until 7ish, was home after school with my dad) Both of my parents were in the bedroom talking in hushed tones so I filled a bowl with puffy Cheetos and sat at the table for my after school snack. I remember taking a bite of one of those Cheetos as my parents walked out to tell me about the car accident my Aunt was in with the babies on board. It was explained to me that my Aunt was very hurt as was my cousin. She was in a coma with no brain activity. I don’t remember the words or phrases they used, I only remember that cheeto still in my mouth and I had no idea what to do with it as it turned to mush.

The following days are still a blur. I only remember bits and pieces. I remember the wake and the open casket (I never should have looked) and I remember staring for so long that I thought she was breathing, I remember rumors flew at school in my absence that I slit my wrists, I remember how small my other cousins were and how much less they understood than I , I remember a Thanksgiving right after where my grandfathers voice cracked in saying the prayer (I had never seen or heard him cry before) and I remember how I changed as person.

These are all things I think about during the year but I think of everything on September 11th, the day of her birth. It’s still hard and I tear up every 9/11 but for different reasons than most of America.

We miss you and we love you Mikki!

Beautiful Girl!

What do you think of on 9/11? What does this day mean to you?

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It’s baaaath-time!

Having ferrets is a lot of fun for a lot of reasons. We have ferret fun time and they get to come out and play, we have ferret bath time and they get to come out and swim and ferret war dancing too! These are all a lot of fun to watch.

I decided to take pics of our last ferret bath time to share with all of you. (Please excuse anything gross you may see…this takes place in my teens bathroom and let’s be honest…teens are gross!)

You are seeing pictures of 4 different ferrets having swim time and getting clean too! They do NOT all enjoy this so some of them spend more time playing on the bathroom floor than swimming!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Well, I hope you enjoyed the fun as much as we do! Do you have ferrets? What do you do for fun? Do you now want a ferret? Let us know!

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Dear old Golden Rule Days….

Yes, that’s right….it’s school time again! It’s not just for the kids, but for me too and I am just miserable about it. I really don’t think I will enjoy this semester at all!
If you know me than you already know that I am, of course, good at everything.
If you do not know me, then guess what?? I am good at everything. (of course)
Well, everything except for math, and I can admit this because I feel that math is stupid and that it comes straight from Hell!

Numbers are just ugly.

Unless they are on a check that is made out to me!

I expect to be close to death by December because of this class.

I hope I make it through.

Anyone out there want to strengthen their relationship with Hell and take this class for me?

This is why you never take time off between High School and college. You end up in your thirties (I refuse to write the number version) taking Algebra!

Go to school kids, right away!!

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