Saturday, June 21, 2008


I like that the movie "Cars" by Disney/Pixar has music playing in the background through almost the entire thing... but not like real background music... like when he's in Radiator Springs paving the road it sounds as though one of the stores has music playing through a PA.

It's clever.

As you may have guessed I am getting back to my normal self. The last few days were a fight within myself- and as it was predicted by many people who know me- I was strong enough to get rid of the funk. The monster. The hell that was inside.

It's gone. I know it will come back, but in the meantime I will sit here with a triumphant smile on my face. I know I am strong...


In other news, Chelsea and Joel got new tattoos and OF COURSE that makes me want another one. I am always game. So, it's either a Tiffany's necklace (that I have wanted for almost 2 years), a tattoo, or spending money in Boston. LOL. So many wonderful things to waste my money on.

I have to try and save. ::sigh:: It's so hard!!!!

Thursday, June 19, 2008

I wouldn't dare say that very few people know the "real me". This is because of the fact I rarely act like anything other than myself. Once you're my friend- you know I am weird.

There are a few people, however, on this planet that have without a doubt truly gotten to know [and relatively understand] the REAL me.

This blog is dedicated to you- my most dear and loved friends. The ones that may have been lost for a few years here and there, but always managed to return with a smile. The ones that have come to me by chance or fate. The ones.


There is one thing in this world that will never, ever fail to make me smile. That is you- showing me- you are a part of my life. Via text, email, phone call, IM, letter, card... You get the idea.

So as you read this, if you know me and aren't one of the happenchancepasserbys, know that you are truly appreciated. And loved.

Thank you.

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

I promised, Didn't I?

Like I said, the cupcakes were a hit. Guess what, though... we searched EVERYWHERE for the candles I got. Not in any bags, on tables, on the ground, in the pool [heh], or in our apartment. Apparently there was a greater force saying no blowing out candles for this two year old.

All the folks that came seemed to have a nice time... nothing crazy... but nice at least. It was always a pleasure seeing Caleb, Karen, and Brandon. That is one cute kid. :D

Trevor is a very serious present opener. He takes his time, and maticulously gets every piece of paper off the toy. He also makes sure the trash is taken care of, instead of throwing it on the ground. Gotta love that.

As you may have guessed I haven't perfected the art of picture posting on this blog yet. It's quite a process and between my relative ADD, a two year old, and a "process"- I get flustered and leave it as is. Muhaha. Take that.

Also, I don't get the urge to proof read and edit my run-ons. You get to read the sentences as they flow from my brain. I guess it's a good thing I can spell well. Otherwise I would probably drive you nuts.

Trevor also experience something new on Sunday. He was standing at the edge of the spa making faces at Justun and one of the guys threw a football (from across the ENTIRE POOL to the spa, aiming at Justun) and sure enough- it WACKED Trevor in the back and he shot face first into the spa. He knocked his forehead, nose, and upper lip on the steps. Justun pulled him up out of the water and I scooped him up and held him close. I remained calm. My son is not a fan of putting his face, head, or anything close, in the water so I thought for sure he was going to lose his composure and freak out. Bless his heart, he babbled a bit, tried to regain his breath, then simply looked at me and said "football," What a freakin' trooper. The guy that threw the ball is lucky I didn't pummel him. Or...rather... maybe I am lucky I didn't pummel him seeing as he is about 5 times my size! Haha.

Last picture because this is an utter pain in the patooty...

Monday, June 16, 2008


This is officially my 100th post. Congrats to moi. Haha.

Trevor's birthday party was a fun time- if you minus the fact my uncle didn't show because I heard [through the grapevine] he didn't have a present for Trevor.

Here's the deal: I haven't seen him in YEARS and when he called to RSVP I cried because I was so happy to hear from him and I told him how much it meant to me that we were going to see each other again. I guess some people don't understand what it means to be geniunely excited to "see" someone after years. Ya know, he didn't even call me. Apparently he was going to.


I also completely FORGOT to get hot dogs. Seriously? At a BBQ- I forgot to get hot dogs. My brother brought a steak (to cut up for sandwiches) and some ribs... but certainly not enough to fill every one up so for seconds we were going to make hotdogs and BBQ'd corn.

I had to send Nathan out right at 5 to get hot dogs because I spaced it. I am such a terrible party planner. I felt so disheveled and idiotic because I felt like people were bored, or starving.

I like throwing parties, but let's face it- I'm not the best party planner. I must have everything written down and taken care of at least 2 days BEFORE the event or I just lose it. No more "day of" stuff. Haha.

In other news, my cupcakes were a hit....and so was the corn. Trevor had a bunch of fun and got some absolutely wonderful and perfect presents. I am planning on going today or tomorrow to get him so more books and shorts. He has already grown into (not out of) his shorts and I like to be prepared for the future.

I will post pictures soon. Very soon.

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