Thursday, July 3, 2014

Hungry bear

I'm not normally a b*tch.
Really, I'm not.

But, all bets are out the window when I get hungry.
Yes, I should wear a shirt like this:

To my boys, I call it my "Hungry Bear"
I say, "I'm sorry I growled at you... it's my Hungry Bear coming out. We'd better find Momma some food soon!"

But last night, my hungry bear came right at the right time!!
You see...I love my brother and my sister-in-law(SIL) but they are still living in my house which I am doing my best to not lose it.
So when my SIL said, "Hey, we have an option of my mom moving here on Friday... What do you think?"
I went off!!

You see... normally I would have hem-hawed around the topic and told her I would think that wouldn't have been best...that them finding their own house first would be ideal..

But instead, she caught me when I was about an hour late for supper and my hungry bear was in full force...
So, my response was, "No! Absolutely not!!  Unless you actually want to pay rent here. NO!"

I have to say I was actually proud of myself... and glad for my hungry bear for once.

Wednesday, July 2, 2014

Who defines what "league" you are in anyways??

For those of you that know me... and I mean really know me, know that I am still sometimes surprised when guys use the words "hot" and "sexy" to describe me.

I guess you could say, I grew up as the ugly duckling...
I was never ugly... but I viewed myself as the "sweet" girl.
... and guys don't normally go for that. (at least not in my mind)

What I didn't understand was that it had nothing to do with being sweet... it had to do with being shy, which in turn made it hard for guys to get to know me.

Since my divorce, I have forced myself to shove off that shyness.  Through years of observation (people watching), I know how to talk and interact with others... basically I never meet a stranger now.

The funny thing about being "confident" is that guys tell me things that when I was shy I would have never heard... And sometimes make it hard to believe they are actually talking about ME!

One of the guys that contacted me the previous weeks told me this:
him: Sometimes I think you're my one that got away..
me: Nope. Things happen for a reason.
him: U know I had crazy respect for u... kinda thought u were out of my league
me: what?!?
him: Yep, I did... hot and had it all together... little intimidating
me: I *so* don't have it all together
him: I really thought so... guess no one does
me: Nope. Really we're all just dorks perceiving others greater than us. LOL

And I really do believe that...
I mean who is it that defines these "leagues" anyways??
...Besides ourselves.
It is really a defining how we place ourselves in the scheme of things.

I guess I will try to remember that going forward in the dating world - another dork (like me) is just trying to find a league of their own.

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

Can someone turn off that light??

So... I've decided that either I am sending off some VERY strong pheromones ... or someone has turned a sign like this beaming above my head and I just don't know it...:

Because in the past 2 weeks, I have been contacted by four (yes, FOUR) guys I have dated previously.

Now... I'm not talking like the one I broke up with 6 months ago (Honestly, I am really surprised he hasn't been thrown into this weirdness...), I'm talking about a guy I dated 4 years ago, and three I went on dates with three years ago.

They are all just "checking in".
I'm no dumbie.
"Checking in" means 'I'm lonely.'
"Checking in" means 'Are you lonely too?'
"Checking in" means 'Maybe... even though it didn't work before, it can work now?'

The thing is... I'm good.
I'm so slap busy that I don't know whether I'm coming or going, but I'm good... and I'm happy ... and I don't need a guy to keep me that way.

So... give me some strong soap to wash off those pheromones... Or maybe, could someone chuck a rock at that neon sign?... cause the light is keeping people up here.

Friday, June 20, 2014

I guess I will have to eat a little crow...

My brother moved in with me last October with plans of getting my sister-in-law's nail shop up and running before she quit her job and came here.
It was suppose to have opened in November... That didn't happen.

My sister-in-law joined my brother here in January.
Her nail shop opened in February.

Since March, I have been telling my brother (who is looking for his first teaching job) to apply EVERYWHERE!!

I told him that you don't get your dream job in the exact town that you want your first go around.  Sometimes you might have to drive... or take a grade level you don't want... or a subject you don't want just to get your foot in the door.

I got him a full time subbing job at my building.... In hopes that they would see the potential in him that I knew he had (and also with the hopes that I could eventually - sooner than later - get my house back!!)

But Tim, he was picky...
He would only apply for jobs within 15-20 minutes of my house or the nail shop.
If it was a grade level or subject he didn't want, he didn't apply.

I was getting SO frustrated!!

The end of the school year finished with Tim still being without a job next year.  I know that frustrated him... but it frustrated me even more knowing there were jobs out there he could have applied for, but didn't.

So, he went back to Wisconsin to paint houses for the summer and left his wife here with me.

The beginning of this week, he called to say he was coming back for an interview  the exact school he wanted to teach at  ... in the exact subject he wants to in.

He got the job.

Of course, I'm happy (Ecstatic really!!)  ...But it kinda means I have to eat a little crow. :/

Wednesday, June 18, 2014

Instant Connections

Have you ever met someone that instantly became a friend?
That you felt like, even though you just met them, you have known them forever and could tell them just about anything?

I met someone like that this week...

Now, if you don't know me, you should know that I hold conversations with others easily... My bestie says I have never met a stranger and is convinced that is the reason why so many guys think I'm "the one" after the first date.

But, you see, just because they think that, doesn't mean I do...

Wait. Wait.  This post wasn't supposed to be about dating...  It's supposed to be about connections...

You know...Those undeniable, 'Are you sure we have only known each other 2 days?', 'I could hang out with you forever and never get bored.' connections.

Those connections that you wonder, "How was this person not in my life before?" and "How can I already miss someone who wasn't in my life less than a week ago?

If I believed in it, I would say we knew each other in a past life.
What I do believe though is that people are sent into your life for a reason... and feeling like I already knew them might have a purpose later on??

Sunday, May 11, 2014

10 Things My Mom Taught Me

My mom has been gone now for almost 17 years... I have grown up since she left this earth... but she taught me many things about life before she left.

10. Things can be replaced, people can't.
9. It's okay to be goofy sometimes.  You are only as old as you feel -- acting young is not the same as acting immature.
8. A good recipe is worth its weight in gold.
7. Smile with your teeth (and your eyes).
6. Listen -- God gave you two ears and one mouth for a reason.
5. Your family might be weird or drive you crazy sometimes, but they are yours-- accept them proudly.
4.When you give more to others (esp. your children) than to yourself, you don't lose out on anything.
3. Hug, kiss, and tell your children you love them daily.
2. Your greatest legacy will be your children-- make sure you raise them in a way you are proud to speak their names.
1. Create memories... they last longer than things.

Thank you mom!  I love and miss you daily!

Sunday, May 4, 2014

Sam is nine!!

My boy, Sam, is nine today!!
He continues to amaze me, and confuse me, and frustrate me, and humor me, and...
Yes, Sam is a complexity.
One minute, he is Mr. Independent-I-Can-Do-It.
The next, it is if his hands have fallen off and he has forgotten how to dress himself.
Of course, he hasn't... but he put on a good show.

This year, he has survived a spleen injury, actually had a teacher that Colby hadn't had, and fully grasped the game of basketball.

He can be sweeter than sweet (as he pulls his fingers through my hair)  and a little devil (if I let him ;)
But he is mine and I love him.

Happy birthday Sam!!