I think I've been dealing with life and school quite well. I'm thrilled with my marriage and I love my daughter. I'm there for my family and I'm passing all of my classes with flying colors so far. But, today sucked. I missed my first (and hopefully only) class this semester. I have been in bed all damn day. In fact, I'm posting this from bed. Everything has been going so well and then today, BAM, my health acts up. WTH. Out of no where. I've passed out twice today, fallen once from dizziness, and spent the rest of the day in bed to avoid the falling because every time I get out of bed I get light headed. I mean, honestly, how sucky is that. Oh well. I'll go to bed tonight and hopefully wake up tomorrow and be back to my normal healthy self.
My teacher said she understood quite well and has a similar condition, so I'm not worried about her reaction anymore. If anybody is reading this, say a prayer for me that this is a one day deal.
The good news in it is my husband is a god among men. He called in to work today. He's taken care of Mariana, made me food, brought me drinks, served me dinner, and just all around made sure that I am completely taken care of. Man did I hit the jackpot when that man fell in love me with.
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Sunday, August 13, 2006
Quoting George Washington Carver
"How far you go in life depends on you being tender with the young, compassionate with the ages, sympathetic with the striving, and tolerant of the weak and the strong. Because someday in life you will have been all of these."
I took my mother to the doctor again last week. We go every Wednesday to the wound care clinic where they look at her wound, poke into it with a metal stick of some kind, stick a stick into it to measure its depth, and then probe it before stuffing it with something called Prisma and bandaging it back up again. Every Wednesday she goes through this process. Not to mention the nurse who comes to the house every other day of the week to do the process at home.
Last Wednesday I got up to drive her to the clinic. I was nauseous from the time I ate, I wasn't feeling well, I was tired, and I was quite cranky. Phil had just gone back to work this week, and Mariana wasn't adjusting well. So needless to say, I was not feeling very sympathetic to my mother's pain. I think sometimes I get jaded by all that she has been through. So anyway, I didn't want to have to see her go through it that day and I didn't want to be compassionate, I wanted to be miserable and pity myself for how ucky and ill I was feeling.
On the way out, she had to stop in the restroom and I was waiting at the counter and I saw this bright yellow calendar, just a random flyer they give away. At the bottom was the quote by George Washington Carver.
I have been young and am young, I will be aged and am aging (though I know I'm still very young, technically we are all aging every moment), I have been striving and am always striving to accomplish some goal in life, I have been weak, and I have been strong. I have been and will be everyone of these over and over again in my life. Odd how soon I lose sight of that fact. It takes so little of us to remember to keep those around us and their pain and circumstances above or even at level of our own. How very selfish of me to even consider ignoring my mother's pain because I want to wallow in my own. I would never consider putting myself above my children, as my mother has always put our pain above hers. Why then was I not willing to do the same for my mother? Even for an hour of the day?
I like to think of myself as a loving and caring person, but even I need to remember to look at those around me and continue to be tender, compassionate, sympathetic, and tolerant at all times, and not just when things are well for me. I challenge everyone else to do the same.
I took my mother to the doctor again last week. We go every Wednesday to the wound care clinic where they look at her wound, poke into it with a metal stick of some kind, stick a stick into it to measure its depth, and then probe it before stuffing it with something called Prisma and bandaging it back up again. Every Wednesday she goes through this process. Not to mention the nurse who comes to the house every other day of the week to do the process at home.
Last Wednesday I got up to drive her to the clinic. I was nauseous from the time I ate, I wasn't feeling well, I was tired, and I was quite cranky. Phil had just gone back to work this week, and Mariana wasn't adjusting well. So needless to say, I was not feeling very sympathetic to my mother's pain. I think sometimes I get jaded by all that she has been through. So anyway, I didn't want to have to see her go through it that day and I didn't want to be compassionate, I wanted to be miserable and pity myself for how ucky and ill I was feeling.
On the way out, she had to stop in the restroom and I was waiting at the counter and I saw this bright yellow calendar, just a random flyer they give away. At the bottom was the quote by George Washington Carver.
I have been young and am young, I will be aged and am aging (though I know I'm still very young, technically we are all aging every moment), I have been striving and am always striving to accomplish some goal in life, I have been weak, and I have been strong. I have been and will be everyone of these over and over again in my life. Odd how soon I lose sight of that fact. It takes so little of us to remember to keep those around us and their pain and circumstances above or even at level of our own. How very selfish of me to even consider ignoring my mother's pain because I want to wallow in my own. I would never consider putting myself above my children, as my mother has always put our pain above hers. Why then was I not willing to do the same for my mother? Even for an hour of the day?
I like to think of myself as a loving and caring person, but even I need to remember to look at those around me and continue to be tender, compassionate, sympathetic, and tolerant at all times, and not just when things are well for me. I challenge everyone else to do the same.
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
What's New In My Life
Well, I can't really think of anything major going on that requires me to update everyone. Mariana is getting bigger by the day. She grew a quarter of an inch since July 20th! She also has a whole new variety of words coming out of her mouth! For instance she says, "Daddy" instead of DA, Mommy instead of "MA MA", shoes, ball, she tries to count to three, and just a bunch of other little words. The other day I put her baby doll on the shelf near her crib, where the baby goes when she isn't playing with it or cuddling with it at bedtime, and she pointed at it and said, "baby sleeping", sounded more like "babyy seeping", but it was ADORABLE!
Phil is going back to work, yesterday was his first day back. I hate it already. I mean it's good that he works, but I got very used to him being home with me. But it's only until next vacation. I love teacher vacations!
School starts back up in a few weeks, so that's awesome! I can't wait to get back in. Classes begin August 22nd. Caitie, Laura, Brittney, and I are taking an Ed class together, which is really nice because it's my only non-online class and I will know people in it!
Well that's it for now I guess.
Phil is going back to work, yesterday was his first day back. I hate it already. I mean it's good that he works, but I got very used to him being home with me. But it's only until next vacation. I love teacher vacations!
School starts back up in a few weeks, so that's awesome! I can't wait to get back in. Classes begin August 22nd. Caitie, Laura, Brittney, and I are taking an Ed class together, which is really nice because it's my only non-online class and I will know people in it!
Well that's it for now I guess.
Friday, July 21, 2006
Mom's Birthday Article
My mother-in-law's 50th Birthday just passed....
Dinner and a movie were just part of a big eveningA husband puts in extra effort to make sure his wife's 50th birthday is something to treasure.
By WAVENEY ANN MOORE, Times Staff Writer
Published July 19, 2006
ST. PETERSBURG - Gotcha! That was Bob Johnston's triumphant exclamation when his wife walked into the surprise 50th birthday party he'd organized for her at the Muvico theaters at BayWalk.
She had known that they were going to a movie and dinner. It was at dinner, she had suspected from recent whisperings and surreptitious phone calls, that she would get her surprise.
"I was wrong," Loretta Johnston wrote in an e-mail telling the St. Petersburg Times about the celebration. "It WAS the movie! My husband had bought out a movie theater (250 seats) for the premier weekend of Pirates of the Caribbean and invited our family and friends to attend a private showing of the movie with us."
"I was totally surprised," she said this week. "My brother said he had never seen my face so beet red. It was such an amazing day."
Her husband had gotten the idea months earlier, when he noticed that Muvico rented its theaters for business events. He spoke with the manager and made arrangements for the birthday celebration that coincidentally fell on the opening weekend of Johnny Depp's blockbuster, Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest.
"It was a lot of money," Bob Johnston, an instructor at Pinellas Technical Education Center, said of the $2,500 expenditure. "I had to buy every seat in the theater. It was funny, because with it being that much money, we never spend that much money without talking to each other."
Facing the predicament of how to consult his wife about the money without giving away the secret, Bob Johnston said he asked her if he could spend it on something "totally ridiculous." She agreed.
"She just knew that I was going to surprise her, but she didn't know where or how and when," he said.
His wife, who is a corporate account manager for Weight Watchers, had her suspicions. Married for almost 28 years, with three adult children, Meghan Alfaro, Phillip and Caitlin, and one grandchild, 17-month-old Mariana, she thought her husband might be organizing a cruise.
"I knew something was going to happen, but I didn't know where or what," she said, adding that she made sure not to eavesdrop on phone calls or ask any questions. "I didn't want to ruin my surprise."
The weekend Pirates opened, her husband bought a couple of tickets for the movie and told her they were going to a movie and dinner. It was three days before her July 12 birthday. Guests, some of whom had traveled from out of town, had been told to gather at the theater 45 minutes early."
And as we walked in, the whole theater just yells, 'Surprise,' and she doesn't know what to do and she just kind of ran back and hid behind the wall," her husband recounted this week. "Once she turned the corner again and realized that she knew everybody, she said, 'Did you rent the theater?' It was just wonderful. We had about 45 people there."
Daughter Meghan gave a PowerPoint presentation of her mother's life.
Bob Johnston is still grinning about the surprise he managed to get past his wife.
"The biggest thing for me was just the thrill of pulling it off," he said. Four years ago, as his 50th birthday approached, she had done the same to him.
"I was determined that since she had gotten me so well, I was going to get her," he said.
Dinner and a movie were just part of a big eveningA husband puts in extra effort to make sure his wife's 50th birthday is something to treasure.
By WAVENEY ANN MOORE, Times Staff Writer
Published July 19, 2006
ST. PETERSBURG - Gotcha! That was Bob Johnston's triumphant exclamation when his wife walked into the surprise 50th birthday party he'd organized for her at the Muvico theaters at BayWalk.
She had known that they were going to a movie and dinner. It was at dinner, she had suspected from recent whisperings and surreptitious phone calls, that she would get her surprise.
"I was wrong," Loretta Johnston wrote in an e-mail telling the St. Petersburg Times about the celebration. "It WAS the movie! My husband had bought out a movie theater (250 seats) for the premier weekend of Pirates of the Caribbean and invited our family and friends to attend a private showing of the movie with us."
"I was totally surprised," she said this week. "My brother said he had never seen my face so beet red. It was such an amazing day."
Her husband had gotten the idea months earlier, when he noticed that Muvico rented its theaters for business events. He spoke with the manager and made arrangements for the birthday celebration that coincidentally fell on the opening weekend of Johnny Depp's blockbuster, Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest.
"It was a lot of money," Bob Johnston, an instructor at Pinellas Technical Education Center, said of the $2,500 expenditure. "I had to buy every seat in the theater. It was funny, because with it being that much money, we never spend that much money without talking to each other."
Facing the predicament of how to consult his wife about the money without giving away the secret, Bob Johnston said he asked her if he could spend it on something "totally ridiculous." She agreed.
"She just knew that I was going to surprise her, but she didn't know where or how and when," he said.
His wife, who is a corporate account manager for Weight Watchers, had her suspicions. Married for almost 28 years, with three adult children, Meghan Alfaro, Phillip and Caitlin, and one grandchild, 17-month-old Mariana, she thought her husband might be organizing a cruise.
"I knew something was going to happen, but I didn't know where or what," she said, adding that she made sure not to eavesdrop on phone calls or ask any questions. "I didn't want to ruin my surprise."
The weekend Pirates opened, her husband bought a couple of tickets for the movie and told her they were going to a movie and dinner. It was three days before her July 12 birthday. Guests, some of whom had traveled from out of town, had been told to gather at the theater 45 minutes early."
And as we walked in, the whole theater just yells, 'Surprise,' and she doesn't know what to do and she just kind of ran back and hid behind the wall," her husband recounted this week. "Once she turned the corner again and realized that she knew everybody, she said, 'Did you rent the theater?' It was just wonderful. We had about 45 people there."
Daughter Meghan gave a PowerPoint presentation of her mother's life.
Bob Johnston is still grinning about the surprise he managed to get past his wife.
"The biggest thing for me was just the thrill of pulling it off," he said. Four years ago, as his 50th birthday approached, she had done the same to him.
"I was determined that since she had gotten me so well, I was going to get her," he said.
How much is my little girl like me?
When I look at Mariana I see a lot of her father. I see Phil's ear's, his smile, and his facial expressions (most of the time). I do see a bit of my own features staring back at me, particularly my big brown eyes. Which I must say look much cuter on her in my honest opinion. The one thing however I might wish she would get from her father, that she inherited from me instead, is her temper and attitude. So in light of that, here's my little anecdote.
Today, my little girl decided that she wanted to get into the kitchen cabinets below the sink... This is where we keep the cleaning supplies and such. I said "Mariana, Get out of there." Now, they get closed and she opens them back up. I repeat myself. They get closed, and she opens them back up a third time. So, I repeat myself and add, "If you open them again you're gonna get a spanking." And she opened them again. So, I close the cabinets walk her away from them and tap her gently on her butt. (I don't beat her or anything, just a light tap.) My daughter got quite mad, went over to the refridgerator, grabbed one of her Leapfrog letter magnets, and throws it across the kitchen floor. I pick up the magnet, put it back and tell her that "we don't throw things because we're mad." So she grabs the magnet again and throws it again. I once a gain tap her on the butt and move all of the magnets out of her reach and say, "There, now you don't get to play with them. Do you have anything else you want to throw, because I'll take that away too?" My nearly 18 month old daughter looks me straight in the eye, nods at me, and walks over to the nearest dog toy, picks it up, and throws it!
Now, what am I supposed to do with that? She deliberately said yes to me and went to find something to throw. Unfortunately, it caught me so off guard that I laughed at her. Definitely not the right response I know. But honestly, the little brat takes right after me. You'd think I might be annoyed after such a display of temper, but I just realized even more that I love that kid. So, yeah, I may have wished she'd get her attitude from Phil, but I wouldn't change her for all the world now.
Meanwhile, immediately after, she took a nap and woke up in a much better mood with brand new child proof locks on all of the cabinets.
Today, my little girl decided that she wanted to get into the kitchen cabinets below the sink... This is where we keep the cleaning supplies and such. I said "Mariana, Get out of there." Now, they get closed and she opens them back up. I repeat myself. They get closed, and she opens them back up a third time. So, I repeat myself and add, "If you open them again you're gonna get a spanking." And she opened them again. So, I close the cabinets walk her away from them and tap her gently on her butt. (I don't beat her or anything, just a light tap.) My daughter got quite mad, went over to the refridgerator, grabbed one of her Leapfrog letter magnets, and throws it across the kitchen floor. I pick up the magnet, put it back and tell her that "we don't throw things because we're mad." So she grabs the magnet again and throws it again. I once a gain tap her on the butt and move all of the magnets out of her reach and say, "There, now you don't get to play with them. Do you have anything else you want to throw, because I'll take that away too?" My nearly 18 month old daughter looks me straight in the eye, nods at me, and walks over to the nearest dog toy, picks it up, and throws it!
Now, what am I supposed to do with that? She deliberately said yes to me and went to find something to throw. Unfortunately, it caught me so off guard that I laughed at her. Definitely not the right response I know. But honestly, the little brat takes right after me. You'd think I might be annoyed after such a display of temper, but I just realized even more that I love that kid. So, yeah, I may have wished she'd get her attitude from Phil, but I wouldn't change her for all the world now.
Meanwhile, immediately after, she took a nap and woke up in a much better mood with brand new child proof locks on all of the cabinets.
Saturday, June 24, 2006
Fun Times
So we had friends in from out of town for a week. It was really great because we'd never met before, just been talking online and on the phone for a year or so. Maddox, Zaleigh, Stacey and Jenny were an absolute blast the whole week they were here. We went to Busch Gardens and Adventure Island. Adventure Island was a blast because it was Mariana's first time there, and she loved it. She'd cry whenever we lifted her out of the water.
Then Mad and Zale took Phil and I to Arabian Nights. It's a really nifty dinner theater in Orlando. It's a really great horse show. They treated us and we had a blast.
Oh and we went to Ybor. That's the first time I've gone out dancing in years. I mean since before I got pregnant with Mariana by at least 3 months. So it's been quite a while. Well, my parents were super sweet and kept Mariana overnight, so we stayed out almost all night. Everyone actually got to meet and stuff. Meghan, Alan, Chris, Nina, Jenny, Stacey, Caitie, Mike, Phil, and I all met up in Ybor. Mike, Caitie, Phil and I drove together and Chris, Nina, Stacey, and Jenny followed us. We met Meghan and Alan at Prana. Let me tell you it was so funny. We went up to Ybor and Phil missed the exit, then we turned around and got a little lost for about 3 minutes. So we get back on the interstate and make it to Ybor, park in the garage, and head over to Prana. They wouldn't let Mike in because he was wearing shorts so we pitched in and got him some jeans from a store on the strip. So, we finally got into Prana after about an hour of things holding us back.
We ended up on the roof for most of the night. We had the best time. First of all, it was Reggae night on the roof with a live band doing cover songs. So we had a blast. We went up there after a little while on the fourth floor. We originally went up for air and ended up being up there the rest of the night. We girls started dancing and the band called us over to dance in the middle. So we all went over and eventually Chris and Phil joined it. Stacey, always hating to see someone left out, went over and beckoned Mike to dance with her. I swear, I've known the guy for about 14 years and NEVER seen him dance. He danced the rest of the night. He and Stacey danced the night away. Phil and I danced the night away. All of us were out there on the dance floor for hours at a time. It was really great because I haven't seen Mike have such a great time in a long time. Phil and he got to kick back and relax, we all had a blast. Then after Prana we went to IHOP and had a 3 am breakfast. Twas a really fun night. I think the coolest part was that it was one of the first nights since becoming a mom that Phil and I got to go out and just be Phil and I again instead of Mom and Dad. Not that I'm complaining, I wouldn't make a habit of it. Though it might be worth it to see Phil and Mike dance more often. Surprisingly enough, they both dance really well... Well, I knew Phil did, he's danced with me before, but Mike surprised the hell out of me.
Then Mad and Zale took Phil and I to Arabian Nights. It's a really nifty dinner theater in Orlando. It's a really great horse show. They treated us and we had a blast.
Oh and we went to Ybor. That's the first time I've gone out dancing in years. I mean since before I got pregnant with Mariana by at least 3 months. So it's been quite a while. Well, my parents were super sweet and kept Mariana overnight, so we stayed out almost all night. Everyone actually got to meet and stuff. Meghan, Alan, Chris, Nina, Jenny, Stacey, Caitie, Mike, Phil, and I all met up in Ybor. Mike, Caitie, Phil and I drove together and Chris, Nina, Stacey, and Jenny followed us. We met Meghan and Alan at Prana. Let me tell you it was so funny. We went up to Ybor and Phil missed the exit, then we turned around and got a little lost for about 3 minutes. So we get back on the interstate and make it to Ybor, park in the garage, and head over to Prana. They wouldn't let Mike in because he was wearing shorts so we pitched in and got him some jeans from a store on the strip. So, we finally got into Prana after about an hour of things holding us back.
We ended up on the roof for most of the night. We had the best time. First of all, it was Reggae night on the roof with a live band doing cover songs. So we had a blast. We went up there after a little while on the fourth floor. We originally went up for air and ended up being up there the rest of the night. We girls started dancing and the band called us over to dance in the middle. So we all went over and eventually Chris and Phil joined it. Stacey, always hating to see someone left out, went over and beckoned Mike to dance with her. I swear, I've known the guy for about 14 years and NEVER seen him dance. He danced the rest of the night. He and Stacey danced the night away. Phil and I danced the night away. All of us were out there on the dance floor for hours at a time. It was really great because I haven't seen Mike have such a great time in a long time. Phil and he got to kick back and relax, we all had a blast. Then after Prana we went to IHOP and had a 3 am breakfast. Twas a really fun night. I think the coolest part was that it was one of the first nights since becoming a mom that Phil and I got to go out and just be Phil and I again instead of Mom and Dad. Not that I'm complaining, I wouldn't make a habit of it. Though it might be worth it to see Phil and Mike dance more often. Surprisingly enough, they both dance really well... Well, I knew Phil did, he's danced with me before, but Mike surprised the hell out of me.
Monday, June 19, 2006
Father's Day
Today is Father's Day. I got up this morning with the baby and let Phil sleep in. Mariana was an absolute sweetheart today. Phil and I love her so much. My parents and brother, sister-in-law, niece and nephew, and Phil's sister and her husband came over for dinner. It was really really good. I love the fact that my whole family can get together and have fun. It's wonderful having in-laws and a family that think of each other as family as well.
I made Phil a picture of Nana for Father's Day. Being low on funds, we sometimes have to get creative on gifts. So, I took a picture of her this morning while he was asleep and used photoshop to edit the picture and create a new background and add some neat effects. Then I bought a 4 dollar frame, framed it, and gave it to him. He loved it. I spent hours on it this morning. Mariana sat at her little desk punching keys and moving her mouse around thinking she was doing it.
I've sent in my FAFSA and begun all of the prep to get back in college. Education degree here I come.
I was thinking about it today. Two years ago the week before Father's Day I found out I was pregnant. Phil was a week away from turning 22. Now we're 24, well he will be tomorrow, and we have a beautiful little girl. You know by the time I turned 24, I was supposed to own a house, have a degree, start my career, and just basically have everything in order financially. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like had we not gotten pregnant. But, I saw Phil today when Mariana ran smiling and giggling at him with his Father's Day card in her little hand, and I realized something. No matter what I do or don't accomplish in the rest of my whole life, I have truly been successful in all of the ways that truly matter. I made Phil a dad, and I created a beautiful life with him and God. That's enough for me.
I made Phil a picture of Nana for Father's Day. Being low on funds, we sometimes have to get creative on gifts. So, I took a picture of her this morning while he was asleep and used photoshop to edit the picture and create a new background and add some neat effects. Then I bought a 4 dollar frame, framed it, and gave it to him. He loved it. I spent hours on it this morning. Mariana sat at her little desk punching keys and moving her mouse around thinking she was doing it.
I've sent in my FAFSA and begun all of the prep to get back in college. Education degree here I come.
I was thinking about it today. Two years ago the week before Father's Day I found out I was pregnant. Phil was a week away from turning 22. Now we're 24, well he will be tomorrow, and we have a beautiful little girl. You know by the time I turned 24, I was supposed to own a house, have a degree, start my career, and just basically have everything in order financially. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like had we not gotten pregnant. But, I saw Phil today when Mariana ran smiling and giggling at him with his Father's Day card in her little hand, and I realized something. No matter what I do or don't accomplish in the rest of my whole life, I have truly been successful in all of the ways that truly matter. I made Phil a dad, and I created a beautiful life with him and God. That's enough for me.
Thursday, June 08, 2006
I'm Happy
Did you ever just wake up one day and see the sun shining and a blue sky, look around and think "I'm happy"? Well, I am. I'm happy. I can't think of a reason not to be. My life is relatively uncomplicated. I have a husband whom I love dearly and who loves me more than life itself. My daughter is beyond the sweetest child in the universe. I'm happy.
I find that it is important to write days like today down. This way if sometime next week, tomorrow, or even later today I get grouchy or discouraged about something, I can easily go back to this and say, "Hey, you need to get back to that day."
Now, I'm also completely exhausted. I desperately need to start finding my bed BEFORE 1:30 in the morning. Typically, it wouldn't be too huge a problem, but I do have to get up either with Mariana or to take my cousin to summer school, depending on whose turn it is for which.
Last night I was levelling my alt and chatting on vent with Flaitie, Deadsabot and Korrigan. Somehow the conversation turned into relationships and such... It made me realize that I've never wanted to be with anyone other than Phil. Well, that led to all of those questions men hate to be asked by their significant others... "Have you ever looked at another girl and though, 'damn I wish my girl had...'" Phil is a good sport, he knows that I am not going to get pissed and turn into a "I can't believe you'd want to change that about me" so he doesn't freak out with those conversations. I don't ask to trap; I really do ask out of general curiosity. However, that led to about 2:30 before we got to sleep. SO, I'm tired today.
Wow, this got long fast. I rambled I think, I tend to do that.
Anyway, the point of all of this is. I can safely say that I go to bed at night knowing that I am truly loved as me and that makes me happy!
I find that it is important to write days like today down. This way if sometime next week, tomorrow, or even later today I get grouchy or discouraged about something, I can easily go back to this and say, "Hey, you need to get back to that day."
Now, I'm also completely exhausted. I desperately need to start finding my bed BEFORE 1:30 in the morning. Typically, it wouldn't be too huge a problem, but I do have to get up either with Mariana or to take my cousin to summer school, depending on whose turn it is for which.
Last night I was levelling my alt and chatting on vent with Flaitie, Deadsabot and Korrigan. Somehow the conversation turned into relationships and such... It made me realize that I've never wanted to be with anyone other than Phil. Well, that led to all of those questions men hate to be asked by their significant others... "Have you ever looked at another girl and though, 'damn I wish my girl had...'" Phil is a good sport, he knows that I am not going to get pissed and turn into a "I can't believe you'd want to change that about me" so he doesn't freak out with those conversations. I don't ask to trap; I really do ask out of general curiosity. However, that led to about 2:30 before we got to sleep. SO, I'm tired today.
Wow, this got long fast. I rambled I think, I tend to do that.
Anyway, the point of all of this is. I can safely say that I go to bed at night knowing that I am truly loved as me and that makes me happy!
Monday, June 05, 2006
An Update
So, I was informed that I need to keep updating this thing every once in a while. I'm really bad about keeping journals, particularly if it's only for my own records. But since people actually stop by and find out what's going on in my life with this thing, I'll try to be better about it.
Phil is doing really well with his new career. Last year he taught Geometry and Physics, but this year he will be teaching Physics only. The other Physics teacher left the school and Phil was given all of the Physics classes if he wanted them. Since his degree is in Physics, you can imagine he jumped at the opportunity. He was also given the department funds to spend on "his program". It's really rather exciting and it says a lot about his performance in his first year.
Mariana is getting huge. She's rather tall according to the doctor. She's already 16 months old as of the 8th of the month. She walks everywhere, naturally. She's even learned the concept of running away from you when she has something you are trying to take away from her. I think the thing I love most about her is her laugh. She's just so incredibly adorable when she giggles. She's also beginning to assert her independence and prove that she's more stubborn than her mother ever was, hard to believe I know.
I'm doing great. I've applied for Financial Aid for the Fall semester and am eligible for grants... Such is to be expected when you are a family of three on one income. Every once in a while not being rich pays off in a way. So, I may get to go to school without deepening the ever growing amount of student loans. I'm still going to get my degree in English Education. It has been quite a while since I was in college. I will be taking online courses for much of my degree and then when I have no choice I'll consider actually going to a classroom. I have no intention of going back to work right now and don't know when I will. I'm in no rush and Phillip loves me being home with Mariana, so I have a lot of support.
My health is on an incline. I've only passed out once in the last 7 months. 4 of the last 7 months I've been completely without medication. I do have one minor problem of a lost cardiologist. But I'll get another one. Anyone know any really good Electrophysiologists in Florida? :)
Mommy had surgery again. I think it was on May 24. She's recovering well, though she has a nurse come to the house everyday to clean her wound since the doctor doesn't want to close it up and risk another "fluid pocket" being formed. All in all she's keeping her spirits high. I'm very proud of her and I admire her greatly. It's amazing how well she holds together despite all of the difficulties she has.
The whole family is still addicted to WoW. We enjoy playing together very much. In fact, last night we downed Onyxia for the first time with our guild. Most people don't know what that means, but for those of you who do, we built our guild as family first and then added members until we grew to a point where together we could do end game in a fun casual way. It's been a blast. You can check us out at http://motuguild.net.
Oh AND it's MONDAY... Monday is ZUMBA!!! I love my Zumba class. I love the gym now. But, honestly Zumba is my favorite part of my weekly workouts. Caitie, Meghan and I go dance off the calories.
Phil is doing really well with his new career. Last year he taught Geometry and Physics, but this year he will be teaching Physics only. The other Physics teacher left the school and Phil was given all of the Physics classes if he wanted them. Since his degree is in Physics, you can imagine he jumped at the opportunity. He was also given the department funds to spend on "his program". It's really rather exciting and it says a lot about his performance in his first year.
Mariana is getting huge. She's rather tall according to the doctor. She's already 16 months old as of the 8th of the month. She walks everywhere, naturally. She's even learned the concept of running away from you when she has something you are trying to take away from her. I think the thing I love most about her is her laugh. She's just so incredibly adorable when she giggles. She's also beginning to assert her independence and prove that she's more stubborn than her mother ever was, hard to believe I know.
I'm doing great. I've applied for Financial Aid for the Fall semester and am eligible for grants... Such is to be expected when you are a family of three on one income. Every once in a while not being rich pays off in a way. So, I may get to go to school without deepening the ever growing amount of student loans. I'm still going to get my degree in English Education. It has been quite a while since I was in college. I will be taking online courses for much of my degree and then when I have no choice I'll consider actually going to a classroom. I have no intention of going back to work right now and don't know when I will. I'm in no rush and Phillip loves me being home with Mariana, so I have a lot of support.
My health is on an incline. I've only passed out once in the last 7 months. 4 of the last 7 months I've been completely without medication. I do have one minor problem of a lost cardiologist. But I'll get another one. Anyone know any really good Electrophysiologists in Florida? :)
Mommy had surgery again. I think it was on May 24. She's recovering well, though she has a nurse come to the house everyday to clean her wound since the doctor doesn't want to close it up and risk another "fluid pocket" being formed. All in all she's keeping her spirits high. I'm very proud of her and I admire her greatly. It's amazing how well she holds together despite all of the difficulties she has.
The whole family is still addicted to WoW. We enjoy playing together very much. In fact, last night we downed Onyxia for the first time with our guild. Most people don't know what that means, but for those of you who do, we built our guild as family first and then added members until we grew to a point where together we could do end game in a fun casual way. It's been a blast. You can check us out at http://motuguild.net.
Oh AND it's MONDAY... Monday is ZUMBA!!! I love my Zumba class. I love the gym now. But, honestly Zumba is my favorite part of my weekly workouts. Caitie, Meghan and I go dance off the calories.
Monday, January 02, 2006
New Year
Phil and I enjoyed New Year's Eve at my parents house. We had a LAN party of sorts. Mom, Dad, Phil and I hooked up our PC's and reined in the New Year on WoW. Most might find that odd, but it was a blast. Then, after playing until well past 3 AM, we finally hit the sack only to have to fight sleep while trying to keep Mariana sleeping... Needless to say we didn't sleep well at all.
After 3-4 hours of sleep, we got up and got ready for the Bucs game. Phil and I had tickets to the Buccaneers vs. Saints. So we got all pumped up, left the baby with my parents and drove to the stadium. We got awesome parking, for an insane $20 to park. Seriously, I paid $20 to leave my car somewhere, not even being watched by anyone, just to sit there. So anyway, then we work our way up the stadium to our third level seats. We were around the 30 - 40 yard line and pretty high up so we had a very nice view. We then went and met with Mike and his dad for some burgers and fries before the game started. In a grand coincidence his dad and he had tickets to the same game as us. So we got to hang out with them until about 10 minutes before kick-off.
Let me tell you from kick off on was a blur of screams, yells, cheers, penalties, turnovers, and scoring. It was an awesome game with a great deal of battling it out for the win. Then, it ended ever so pleasantly with us as NFC SOUTH DIVISION CHAMPIONS!!!! That's right people, the Buccaneers are the NFC South Division Champs. With yesterday's win we guaranteed our play-off seat and our division championship. And I got to sit next to my husband and enjoy the New Year that way... GO ME!!!
Anyway, Happy New Year to everyone. I hope all of you have a happy and pleasant new year and that all of you enjoy yourselves over the months to come. May each new day bring you joy and happiness.
After 3-4 hours of sleep, we got up and got ready for the Bucs game. Phil and I had tickets to the Buccaneers vs. Saints. So we got all pumped up, left the baby with my parents and drove to the stadium. We got awesome parking, for an insane $20 to park. Seriously, I paid $20 to leave my car somewhere, not even being watched by anyone, just to sit there. So anyway, then we work our way up the stadium to our third level seats. We were around the 30 - 40 yard line and pretty high up so we had a very nice view. We then went and met with Mike and his dad for some burgers and fries before the game started. In a grand coincidence his dad and he had tickets to the same game as us. So we got to hang out with them until about 10 minutes before kick-off.
Let me tell you from kick off on was a blur of screams, yells, cheers, penalties, turnovers, and scoring. It was an awesome game with a great deal of battling it out for the win. Then, it ended ever so pleasantly with us as NFC SOUTH DIVISION CHAMPIONS!!!! That's right people, the Buccaneers are the NFC South Division Champs. With yesterday's win we guaranteed our play-off seat and our division championship. And I got to sit next to my husband and enjoy the New Year that way... GO ME!!!
Anyway, Happy New Year to everyone. I hope all of you have a happy and pleasant new year and that all of you enjoy yourselves over the months to come. May each new day bring you joy and happiness.
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
So
There are officially only 5 days left until Christmas and I still haven't finished shopping. I did complete the majority of my shopping, but I have one final trip to Best Buy to complete and then I should be done. Phil and I are really excited about Christmas this year, with it being Mariana's first Christmas and all. I can't wait to see her play with her toys. I'm not silly enough to think that she is going to really grasp the whole concept or anything, but it'll be fun nonetheless.
She got a letter from Santa Claus this year. It was really sweet and made me cry. I think I'm a total crybaby when it comes to my daughter, every milestone and monumental moment brings me to tears... and every little moment for that matter. Being a parent is probably one of the most rewarding things in the world. The only thing equals it is being a wife. It takes a lot sometimes to fully dedicate ourselves completely and totally to another, but when we can do so it is the most rewarding and wonderful ways to live. For the rest of my life I know that if I have Phil and Mariana, I'm happy and complete.
She got a letter from Santa Claus this year. It was really sweet and made me cry. I think I'm a total crybaby when it comes to my daughter, every milestone and monumental moment brings me to tears... and every little moment for that matter. Being a parent is probably one of the most rewarding things in the world. The only thing equals it is being a wife. It takes a lot sometimes to fully dedicate ourselves completely and totally to another, but when we can do so it is the most rewarding and wonderful ways to live. For the rest of my life I know that if I have Phil and Mariana, I'm happy and complete.
Friday, November 25, 2005
Thanksgiving
Today was Thanksgiving, obviously. I cooked Thanksgiving dinner for the very first time today. I must say I am extremely impressed with myself... It really did turn out quite delicious. The stuffing, turkey, and potatoes were all awesome. It just ended up being a really nice day. Now, however, I'm quite tired and feeling a tad grumpy. I don't know why exactly. Maybe it's just because it's 10 PM and I'm sleepy.
Mariana is standing next to me and every time I look at her she gives me this HUGE grin flashing her four teeth at me. I swear she's just far too sweet for her own good. Her new favorite song is Itsy Bitsy Spider, and she loves to fake cough. I don't know why I put that in here besides to share how cute she is.
Anyway... I just thought I'd update.
Life is good. I'm extremely happy and everything is going really really well. Phil's shaping up to be a good teacher (who would have expected otherwise) and Mariana is getting so big and smarter everyday. My health is doing better, it's been well over a full month since I last passed out. So, needless to say, I'm happy and I love it.
See, now I feel less grumpy... Maybe I needed to remind myself that I'm happy.
Mariana is standing next to me and every time I look at her she gives me this HUGE grin flashing her four teeth at me. I swear she's just far too sweet for her own good. Her new favorite song is Itsy Bitsy Spider, and she loves to fake cough. I don't know why I put that in here besides to share how cute she is.
Anyway... I just thought I'd update.
Life is good. I'm extremely happy and everything is going really really well. Phil's shaping up to be a good teacher (who would have expected otherwise) and Mariana is getting so big and smarter everyday. My health is doing better, it's been well over a full month since I last passed out. So, needless to say, I'm happy and I love it.
See, now I feel less grumpy... Maybe I needed to remind myself that I'm happy.
Thursday, October 27, 2005
Bye Bye Wisdom Teeth
OK, so my wisdom teeth are out and all I can say is OUCH! My mouth is killing me. I'm taking pain meds, but damn having your wisdom teeth removed is an unpleasant experience. I really should have gotten this done back when I was first supposed to in 2001... I didn't have a baby to take care of then.
Phillip, God love him, has been the best husband in the world tonight. He's let me sleep, brought me medicine, taken care of the baby, and anything else I've needed. I'm so glad I have someone I can truly depend on. He's my hero.
My mother-in-law was an extreme help, she drove me, picked me up, and fronted me half the money until the 31st of the month. God bless my family.
Tomorrow will be a bit more difficult simply because Phil will be at work. My mother-in-law is here but she'll be working and my sister-in-law said she would help, but I know every else has there things to do so it all kind of falls back to mom. My mother might come over tomorrow and that'll be a big help if she does. We'll just have to see.
Oh well. For all those out there who need to get wisdom teeth taken out, the procedure is cake, no problem whatsoever... it hurts like hell afterward, but get it taken care of sooner rather than later.
Phillip, God love him, has been the best husband in the world tonight. He's let me sleep, brought me medicine, taken care of the baby, and anything else I've needed. I'm so glad I have someone I can truly depend on. He's my hero.
My mother-in-law was an extreme help, she drove me, picked me up, and fronted me half the money until the 31st of the month. God bless my family.
Tomorrow will be a bit more difficult simply because Phil will be at work. My mother-in-law is here but she'll be working and my sister-in-law said she would help, but I know every else has there things to do so it all kind of falls back to mom. My mother might come over tomorrow and that'll be a big help if she does. We'll just have to see.
Oh well. For all those out there who need to get wisdom teeth taken out, the procedure is cake, no problem whatsoever... it hurts like hell afterward, but get it taken care of sooner rather than later.
Wednesday, October 26, 2005
What's up today
In case anyone was wondering, my mother went through surgery and she is fine.
We planned my sister-in-laws baby shower for last Saturday. It wasn't big, but it was the absolute best we could do. I know I did my best to host it with my mother. I think it went well. She got tons of stuff. I've never seen so much pink... I think I'm actually glad that I was unaware of Mariana's sex until she was born. I couldn't imagine people buying that much pink for us. I didn't even like pink until she was born and it's still not one of my favorites. Grace told mom that it will be quite a while before she buys the baby something pink. I can definitely understand.
She's due November 10, but we don't think she'll wait that long. She's started to dilate and the doctor said if she reaches 3 cm, he'll break her water and speed things along... They are thinking of naming their daughter Faith. It's my favorite of all the names they've come up with, so I hope they do name her Faith.
Mariana is getting super big. Her top two teeth are fighting to break through the gums. Needless to say she's been kind of cranky lately. She's a good baby though. She is mastering the art of standing while holding on to things. She is forever finding something to pull herself up on, and from what I can tell she prefers to stand and play. It can almost be impossible to keep her sitting. She also discovers different syllables all the time. For quite a while all we heard was Da and Ma, now we're getting Ba and an occasional Ca. New sounds. She also likes to blow rasberries all the time... Still a super cute thing.
Phil finished his first quarter of school and he's doing great. He's seems to enjoy it and he gets a lot of good feedback from administration and parents... I think he's shaping up to be a truly spectacular teacher.
Well, that's it I guess. I'm getting my wisdom teeth removed today, so fun stuff for me.
Catch ya'll later.
We planned my sister-in-laws baby shower for last Saturday. It wasn't big, but it was the absolute best we could do. I know I did my best to host it with my mother. I think it went well. She got tons of stuff. I've never seen so much pink... I think I'm actually glad that I was unaware of Mariana's sex until she was born. I couldn't imagine people buying that much pink for us. I didn't even like pink until she was born and it's still not one of my favorites. Grace told mom that it will be quite a while before she buys the baby something pink. I can definitely understand.
She's due November 10, but we don't think she'll wait that long. She's started to dilate and the doctor said if she reaches 3 cm, he'll break her water and speed things along... They are thinking of naming their daughter Faith. It's my favorite of all the names they've come up with, so I hope they do name her Faith.
Mariana is getting super big. Her top two teeth are fighting to break through the gums. Needless to say she's been kind of cranky lately. She's a good baby though. She is mastering the art of standing while holding on to things. She is forever finding something to pull herself up on, and from what I can tell she prefers to stand and play. It can almost be impossible to keep her sitting. She also discovers different syllables all the time. For quite a while all we heard was Da and Ma, now we're getting Ba and an occasional Ca. New sounds. She also likes to blow rasberries all the time... Still a super cute thing.
Phil finished his first quarter of school and he's doing great. He's seems to enjoy it and he gets a lot of good feedback from administration and parents... I think he's shaping up to be a truly spectacular teacher.
Well, that's it I guess. I'm getting my wisdom teeth removed today, so fun stuff for me.
Catch ya'll later.
Thursday, October 13, 2005
Today Sucks
My mom is going in for surgery again today. I'm worried about her and about the fact that I'm not there. Part of me is concerned that she's mad at me because I haven't been there as much as I used to. It's just much harder for me because of the baby and my health and stuff like that. So, I'm super worried about her... I do hope everything is ok.
Then, just to make the day better... I woke up this morning, went to stand up out of bed, and wouldn't you know the room started friggin spinning. Wonderful. So I have to lay back down, my husband brings me my medicine, and I have to spend the next three damn hours laying there hoping I'll feel better soon. Added to the fact that I have to lay there and try to keep my daughter safe. I fed her a bottle while laying there and then coaxed her to sleep. That was hard as hell today. So now I'm awake and I'm able to move around a bit without overwhelming dizziness. But, my throat is scratchy and killing me from the medication (it's a side effect) and I know from experience that it won't go away for a couple of hours.
I hate days where you just feel COMPLETELY tense. It's like, you're in a bad mood and don't know how to get out of it. It just sucks.
Then, just to make the day better... I woke up this morning, went to stand up out of bed, and wouldn't you know the room started friggin spinning. Wonderful. So I have to lay back down, my husband brings me my medicine, and I have to spend the next three damn hours laying there hoping I'll feel better soon. Added to the fact that I have to lay there and try to keep my daughter safe. I fed her a bottle while laying there and then coaxed her to sleep. That was hard as hell today. So now I'm awake and I'm able to move around a bit without overwhelming dizziness. But, my throat is scratchy and killing me from the medication (it's a side effect) and I know from experience that it won't go away for a couple of hours.
I hate days where you just feel COMPLETELY tense. It's like, you're in a bad mood and don't know how to get out of it. It just sucks.
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
Dentists
I officially hate dentists and all dental work. I have to go get a root canal. I have to have all 4 wisdom teeth removed. I have to have a filling. All of this means I have to pay out the ass. Dental insurance is well and good but it only covers so much.
Monday, October 03, 2005
Random Thoughts
I often try to think about what my life would be like if just one thing had been different. What would have happened if I had never started passing out? What if Misty hadn't wanted me to befriend Phillip in middle school? What if my parents had decided to move to Texas instead of Florida? What if I'd waited to get married until after college? What if I'd have stayed in Catholic High School? What if my mother had never had surgery last year?
If we change just one thing in our pasts, the entire outcome of our lives could be different.
Why is that an important statement? It's important to remember that because every action changes the outcome of our lives. Even the smallest actions. Had I not decided to call Phillip and ask for his advice my freshman year of high school, I may not be married to him now. We hadn't spoken two friendly words to each other in over 3 months, in fact we'd been quite rude to one another and in speaking about one another... Yet for some reason I was compelled to ask HIS advice and I swallowed my pride and dialed his number. You wouldn't think that one phone call could change your life, but it does. What are we doing and what are we involved in now that we may regret? Are we really working and acting in our best interest, in the best interest of our children and our future? I ask myself that when I make decisions. When I act on my decisions I try to decide whether or not my actions affect all those around me.
Nothing we do affects only us. Every action, every decision, and everything we say can change someone else's life for better or for worse... can change our own life for better or for worse.
I said the words I hate you to my mother twice in my entire life, both times in anger. Sometimes I wonder if she remembers that I said them. We all say words of anger. We call people names and tell them hateful and cruel things. I've said things to my husband that I later wish I could've taken back, countless things to my parents throughout my teen years, and to many friends. I've apologized to everyone for the things I've said that hurt them. But, wouldn't it have been better had I not said them?
The point in all of this is that sometimes we need to learn to not speak. We need to learn to think instead of feel. We can save ourselves and so many others a great deal of pain and heartache by being open and loving, by thinking of their pain and not just our own.
I know many are wondering why I decided to journal all of this tonight. Oddly enough, I just woke from a dream I had. I dreamed I was 14 years old and I broke up with Phil... Now, that's not exactly a false dream... I did break up with Phillip twice when we were 14 years old. Both times, I asked for forgiveness the very next day and explained why I said what I had the night before. But in my dream, the second time I broke up with him he told me that I hurt him one too many times and that he wouldn't take me back. In my dream I had a sense of loneliness that I have never experienced in real life. I now think that it's an amazing thing that I can even feel that alone in a dream since I have no recollection of ever truly feeling lonely at all. But I remember thinking as I woke up that it was my fault. My actions had been unforgivable and I had lost someone that I valued more than life. So, it got me to thinking, what if Phillip hadn't forgiven me when I was 14? Then of course the what ifs just kept going... I do know that if he hadn't forgiven me, I wouldn't be blissfully married, I wouldn't have that beautiful little girl that is sleeping peacefully, and I wouldn't be the person that I am today.
So, Thank you. Thank you Phillip for loving me enough to forgive my faults and my mistakes. Thank you mom and dad for being able to love me through my difficult times and to not hold all of the angry words I'd ever spoken against me. Thank you everyone who has ever forgiven me for anything I have done to you that was unfair or unjust...
I like to think that I am a loving and compassionate person, but I will make a conscious effort to think of all people who are affected by my actions and words a little more closely. I only hope that by doing so I am an inspiration to others. Perhaps if I am more thoughtful of the feelings of others, someone might feel compelled to be so to the people in their life, and so on and so on...
If we change just one thing in our pasts, the entire outcome of our lives could be different.
Why is that an important statement? It's important to remember that because every action changes the outcome of our lives. Even the smallest actions. Had I not decided to call Phillip and ask for his advice my freshman year of high school, I may not be married to him now. We hadn't spoken two friendly words to each other in over 3 months, in fact we'd been quite rude to one another and in speaking about one another... Yet for some reason I was compelled to ask HIS advice and I swallowed my pride and dialed his number. You wouldn't think that one phone call could change your life, but it does. What are we doing and what are we involved in now that we may regret? Are we really working and acting in our best interest, in the best interest of our children and our future? I ask myself that when I make decisions. When I act on my decisions I try to decide whether or not my actions affect all those around me.
Nothing we do affects only us. Every action, every decision, and everything we say can change someone else's life for better or for worse... can change our own life for better or for worse.
I said the words I hate you to my mother twice in my entire life, both times in anger. Sometimes I wonder if she remembers that I said them. We all say words of anger. We call people names and tell them hateful and cruel things. I've said things to my husband that I later wish I could've taken back, countless things to my parents throughout my teen years, and to many friends. I've apologized to everyone for the things I've said that hurt them. But, wouldn't it have been better had I not said them?
The point in all of this is that sometimes we need to learn to not speak. We need to learn to think instead of feel. We can save ourselves and so many others a great deal of pain and heartache by being open and loving, by thinking of their pain and not just our own.
I know many are wondering why I decided to journal all of this tonight. Oddly enough, I just woke from a dream I had. I dreamed I was 14 years old and I broke up with Phil... Now, that's not exactly a false dream... I did break up with Phillip twice when we were 14 years old. Both times, I asked for forgiveness the very next day and explained why I said what I had the night before. But in my dream, the second time I broke up with him he told me that I hurt him one too many times and that he wouldn't take me back. In my dream I had a sense of loneliness that I have never experienced in real life. I now think that it's an amazing thing that I can even feel that alone in a dream since I have no recollection of ever truly feeling lonely at all. But I remember thinking as I woke up that it was my fault. My actions had been unforgivable and I had lost someone that I valued more than life. So, it got me to thinking, what if Phillip hadn't forgiven me when I was 14? Then of course the what ifs just kept going... I do know that if he hadn't forgiven me, I wouldn't be blissfully married, I wouldn't have that beautiful little girl that is sleeping peacefully, and I wouldn't be the person that I am today.
So, Thank you. Thank you Phillip for loving me enough to forgive my faults and my mistakes. Thank you mom and dad for being able to love me through my difficult times and to not hold all of the angry words I'd ever spoken against me. Thank you everyone who has ever forgiven me for anything I have done to you that was unfair or unjust...
I like to think that I am a loving and compassionate person, but I will make a conscious effort to think of all people who are affected by my actions and words a little more closely. I only hope that by doing so I am an inspiration to others. Perhaps if I am more thoughtful of the feelings of others, someone might feel compelled to be so to the people in their life, and so on and so on...
Sunday, October 02, 2005
Buccaneers
OK... I'm thrilled that we won. But if you watched the same game I watched, it was messy. That just wasn't a happy win. Regardless, the Bucs do go on to be 4-0. I hope that the rest of the games aren't the nail biting suspenseful experience that today's game was.
Friday, September 30, 2005
It's Jamie O'Neal Day
OK, next song
"Somebody's Hero"
She's never pulled anyone from a burning building
She's never rocked Central Park to a half a million fans, screaming out her name
She's never hit a shot to win the game
She's never left her footprints on the moon
She's never made a solo hot air balloon ride, around the world,
No, she's just your everyday average girl (but)
She's somebody's hero
A hero to her baby with a skinned up knee
A little kiss is all she needs
The keeper of the cheerios
The voice that brings Snow White to life
Bedtime stories every night
And that smile lets her know
She's somebody's hero
She didn't get a check every week like a nine-to fiver
But she's been a waiter, and a cook and a taxi driver
For twenty years, there at home, until the day her girl was grown
Giving all her love to her was her life's ambition
But now her baby's movin' on, and she'll soon be missin' her
But not today, those are tears of joy runnin' down her face
She's somebody's hero
A hero to her daughter in her wedding dress
She gave her wings to leave the nest
It hurts to let her baby go down the aisle she walks right by
Looks back into her mother's eyes
And that smile lets her know
She's somebody's hero
Thirty years have flown right past
Her daughters' starin' at all the photographs
Of her mother, and she wishes she could be like that
Oh, but she already is
She's somebody's hero
A hero to her mother in a rockin' chair
She runs a brush through her silver hair
The envy of the nursing home
She drops by every afternoon
Feeds her mama with a spoon
And that smile lets her know
Her mother's smile lets her know
She's somebody's hero
All right. I officially love Jamie O'Neal. When I stopped working, it wasn't the easiest decision... But, it is a decision I don't regret. Sometime after making the decision to do so until my health got better, I realized what it meant. Since I couldn't work anymore, I had the option of taking care of Mariana. Now some people might think that being a full time stay at home mom isn't a huge deal or whatever. But I remember what it was like to have my mom at home with us and how much more I appreciate it now that I'm grown. Well, if there is ever a song to put that into words, this one does. When I told Phil that I didn't mind being at home so much, I told him that I was remembering how much my mother was there for me. I said, and I'll repeat it verbatim, "If I can be half of what my mother was for me to Mariana, then it'll be worth every second."
I think Jamie did an awesome job putting the feeling to words.
"Somebody's Hero"
She's never pulled anyone from a burning building
She's never rocked Central Park to a half a million fans, screaming out her name
She's never hit a shot to win the game
She's never left her footprints on the moon
She's never made a solo hot air balloon ride, around the world,
No, she's just your everyday average girl (but)
She's somebody's hero
A hero to her baby with a skinned up knee
A little kiss is all she needs
The keeper of the cheerios
The voice that brings Snow White to life
Bedtime stories every night
And that smile lets her know
She's somebody's hero
She didn't get a check every week like a nine-to fiver
But she's been a waiter, and a cook and a taxi driver
For twenty years, there at home, until the day her girl was grown
Giving all her love to her was her life's ambition
But now her baby's movin' on, and she'll soon be missin' her
But not today, those are tears of joy runnin' down her face
She's somebody's hero
A hero to her daughter in her wedding dress
She gave her wings to leave the nest
It hurts to let her baby go down the aisle she walks right by
Looks back into her mother's eyes
And that smile lets her know
She's somebody's hero
Thirty years have flown right past
Her daughters' starin' at all the photographs
Of her mother, and she wishes she could be like that
Oh, but she already is
She's somebody's hero
A hero to her mother in a rockin' chair
She runs a brush through her silver hair
The envy of the nursing home
She drops by every afternoon
Feeds her mama with a spoon
And that smile lets her know
Her mother's smile lets her know
She's somebody's hero
All right. I officially love Jamie O'Neal. When I stopped working, it wasn't the easiest decision... But, it is a decision I don't regret. Sometime after making the decision to do so until my health got better, I realized what it meant. Since I couldn't work anymore, I had the option of taking care of Mariana. Now some people might think that being a full time stay at home mom isn't a huge deal or whatever. But I remember what it was like to have my mom at home with us and how much more I appreciate it now that I'm grown. Well, if there is ever a song to put that into words, this one does. When I told Phil that I didn't mind being at home so much, I told him that I was remembering how much my mother was there for me. I said, and I'll repeat it verbatim, "If I can be half of what my mother was for me to Mariana, then it'll be worth every second."
I think Jamie did an awesome job putting the feeling to words.
My Life
I listen to every type of music you can imagine. I love music. There is a song for ever mood and for every feeling. I was listening to Jamie O'neal this morning. Jamie O'neal is a country music singer. She sings a couple of songs that I like. Well, I have Rhapsody so I downloaded her cd (legally, I pay a subscription and all of that) to hear the rest of her songs. She sings a song called On My Way to You. The refrain:
On my way to you
There were things I didn't understand
I didn't see the plan
But now I do
There were no mistakes and no bad moves
No, I wouldn't change a thing that I went through
On my way to you
My husband and I were just talking about that on Wednesday evening. Our lives weren't always easy and we've made some mistake, I made most of them. But, I told him that I wouldn't change a second of my life. I wouldn't give up anything, I wouldn't even go back in time to correct any of the mistakes I've made. Every step of my life has guided me to this moment. This moment I am a mother to a beautiful and brilliant little girl and wife to an amazing man. Why change anything that led me to this moment? I'm in paradise.
On my way to you
There were things I didn't understand
I didn't see the plan
But now I do
There were no mistakes and no bad moves
No, I wouldn't change a thing that I went through
On my way to you
My husband and I were just talking about that on Wednesday evening. Our lives weren't always easy and we've made some mistake, I made most of them. But, I told him that I wouldn't change a second of my life. I wouldn't give up anything, I wouldn't even go back in time to correct any of the mistakes I've made. Every step of my life has guided me to this moment. This moment I am a mother to a beautiful and brilliant little girl and wife to an amazing man. Why change anything that led me to this moment? I'm in paradise.
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