Friday, March 18, 2011

The Reversed Rocky

For those of you who don't know what the "Rocky" is, it's when you throw an ice cold glass of water on some one's face and while they react to that, you punch them. I feel like I got reversed rocky-ed. I got punched and it hurt. I feel the pain flood my face, the pity, the embarrassment, and the shock fill me up. Then someone throws ice cold water on me, making me rush back to reality, realizing I will be ok and to just keep my mind over matter. Life has given me a lot of cheap shots over the years, each one as painful as the last. My water in the face is me realizing it hurts but I will pull through. After the shock of the punch and the refreshing moment of the ice water, I will feel better. I will still have the bruise that will hurt when someone touches it, and it'll hurt when someone reminds me of it, making me remember it's there. The punch didn't kill me and I will grow from it, I will learn from it, and I will be stronger for it. No matter how hard I get hit I will get up, dust off my manicured hands, put my stilettos back on and I will keep working my runway called life. One day when the time is right I will fight back, but now isn't the time. I will take these broken wings and learn to fly.

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Sleeping Babies & Irish Husbands

I love when I get to play with my little cousin Jordana. She is my cousin-in-law, Tony's one year old daughter. I love the way she holds on to my fingers, pulls herself up with much pride, and then as she purposely falls on her butt and I say "Boom!" she laughs so hard. P.S. she has the cutest freaking laugh 'nuff said. I love the way we have head shaking contests until she laughs so hard she snorts. I love the way she gets deliriously tired and laughs at absolutely nothing. I love the way she drinks her bottle and feels the blanket as she falls asleep. Then just when you think she fell asleep she all the sudden wakes up again. I love the way as she dozes off into baby dream land, her hand slowly falls and once it hits the blanket she jolts awake and repeats the same hand falling motion. She is such a calm happy baby and I love babysitting her.

Today we are celebrating my hubby's 24th birthday and it looks like St. Patrick's Day vomited in my basement. Happy Birthday, my love!


Note he even had mini flags :)




I am not sure why he is making a poo face in this picture, but oh well

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Our higher power wants their angel back: Delaney

Our higher power let us barrow an angel. This angel's name is Delaney. She is a 3 year old little girl, she has fought a battle harder than any of us even know. I heard a story once, I am going to do my best to repeat it.

An angel approached God and asked, "I would like to go to earth and teach the people a lesson about strength, hope, and love." God replies "I can let you go but I will have to teach you a lesson about strength, hope, and love." The angel goes to earth as a newborn, lives life and is an amazing person. The angel starts getting sick and discovers they have a fatal disease. The angel and the people in the angel's life learn three lessons: strength, hope and love. Eventually God calls the angel back to heaven. He asks the angel "Did you teach your lessons?" A tear slides down the angel's cheek and she hugs God and says thanks.

That story means a lot to me because I have repeatedly watched the best people I know die from terrible diseases. I wanted to share that story with you all especially Delaney's friends and family. I know how hard it is to sit there and watch the ones you love pass, and know there's nothing you can do about it. I think that regardless of what religion you are (I am not a religious person) you can relate to this story and it will help you heal.

Little Delaney is being called back to heaven and will soon make her journey. My heart hurts for her parents, but I know that this is best for Delaney.

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Wednesday, March 2, 2011


I think Life is trying to teach me a lesson about decisions. You hear the phrase "stuck between a rock and a hard place" all the time. Why does that happen? Why do we as humans constantly have to make one hard choice after another? What do you do when your heart tells you one thing but your brain is telling you another? How do you make a choice that could drastically effect some one's future? I used to wish that I had a way to see what my life would be like had I went back in time and chose the opposite choice of any given situation. Yesterday I came to the conclusion that I am better off not knowing what could have been. Right now I am facing some very tough decisions and I am completely baffled at what to do. I have tried making lists of the positives and negatives of each choice and it still hasn't cleared anything up. The shit part of making these decisions is that if you make the wrong choice you can never take it back, it's permanent.

My question for all of you lovelies are...

What is your decision making process? How do you figure out what path is the right one?