What is about shopping that makes a body good? I mean really, it is not something I think I enjoy, but my goodness when I know I can go buy something my heart races and I get all sorts of excited. It doesn't even have to be something for me....just something. Hell, I think I would be excited to go buy a new toilet if it meant I got to go shopping (now I have bought a new toilet and it really is kind of exciting.....nobody has EVER used it....it is as clean as it will ever be....nobody has ever puked in it, pooped in it, peed in it---or on it if you are Aiden. So see it is easy to see the excitement over a new toilet).
Let's talk clothes....I don't just love shopping for me (on the for real, that is my favorite kind of shopping) but I love shopping for my kids too. Buying them clothes and shoes, lordy shoes. I could buy a pair of shoes for every outfit for those kids. I want to buy Aiden Sperry's and Toms, but I have been told that is dumb. For the record, I totally disagree, but I don't want to make my kid look dumb....dumb, is the stupid light up shoes. THAT is dumb. I told Aiden if he wore them then he would get electrocuted if he stepped in water. It worked because the kid never asked to buy another pair.
Is it ok to lie to kids? Probably not, but I do. I read a blog about a woman who feels like it is ok to lie to your kids because there are certain instances when it is necessary. I totally agree. I lie to my kids for their own protection and because I love them so much. I wouldn't ever want Aiden to get beat up because he is wearing light up shoes, so really my lies are to protect him.
Back to kids clothes. Sloane has it made. There are the cutest girl clothes out there. I sometimes dream of being the mom that buys matching clothes to be twinsies with her daughter. Not because I want everyone to think I am young (because I am) but because the clothes they make for little people are almost cuter than the clothes they make for not so little people. They have everything; matching bracelets, scarves, hats, fedoras (I could totally rock a fedora), necklaces, leggings...you name it and they make it for little people.
I decided I was going to go shop a little today. I have to wait for the kids to get picked up because I try to limit my time in public with them. Aiden and Sloane are two of the cutest kids on this planet, but they are really loud and really hyper. They like to be seen and heard. It is good that they are cute because they are often times seen AND heard in a not so cute way. They find hiding in stores to be fun and exciting, it is my worst nightmare (aside from a spider crawling out of my shoe or the toilet or my bag). They hide, thinking it is a game as I am frantically having heart palpitations looking for them with my calm, "Aiden, Sloane you need to come out," voice. When I really want to be yelling, 'AIDEN, SLOANE WHERE IN THE HELL ARE YOU....THIS IS NOT FUNNY!'
So nonetheless, I am going to do a little (kidless) shopping today. I am excited. I am put in an instant good mood knowing that I will be searching (even if I don't find) for clothes that will be cute and new. I love new clothes. I want to wear them all at once. The problem with new clothes is once you wear them they aren't really new anymore. When you get a new car, it is new for a really long time. It smells new, it feels new, you wash it and it is all shiny again. With clothes, you wash them and they become sad and not so new. So you really have to embrace wearing your new clothes. Appreciate them, love them.
Shopping is good. It makes you feel good. It makes you look good. It makes a day good...unless it is a fat day and everything you try on looks bad and makes you feel fat....that is NOT a good day. You will notice I never mentioned shopping for jeans...jean shopping is the worst. I think each year they make jeans smaller and smaller. Jean shopping does not make it a good day.
So my shopping today will not be jean shopping.... I am really excited about my good day.
Friday, August 3, 2012
Friday, July 27, 2012
Right
What a crazy life I have. A good life, but a crazy one. Lot's of things have gone on in my short 30 years, some great things, some scary things, some fun things, some wild things, some amazing things.... but one thing I know today, I am happy.
It feels good. It feels right. It feels like I am 10 again. Lordy, remember 10? A simple life. My biggest concern was if a friend could come over and swim. And it was a BIG concern.....at that time. Now, if only that was my biggest concern. Being a mom has changed my view on everything. I don't care as much about things as I used to....I care about these kids, being happy, making their world ok, while at the same time making sure my world is ok. If my world is ok, I will be able to make their world ok. Right?
I find that I hover. Nobody likes a hoverer, except me, I think hovering is great. It is peace of mind, everyone needs peace of mind. I don't always have peace of mind, so if I can get peace of mind through my kids then that is a step in the right direction. Right?
Peace of mind, what in the hell is "peace of mind" anyway? Will a mom ever have "peace of mind"? I learned this week that my son, who is 4, is really quite independent. I am not all that cool anymore, which I find really hard to believe.....I think I am pretty awesome. He would rather play spiderman and iron man with his friends than with me. Rude. So while he is running along playing with his friends I now I have to sit back and hope that he is safe, happy, ok, enjoying himself...so yeah, there goes my "peace of mind."
I guess I can't find peace of mind through my kids so screw it. I have found happiness. I think happiness is the key and I really think everyone should try it. Really what everyone should try is being nice. Have you ever tried to just be nice? Honestly, it isn't that easy. I am nice. I think. Right?
I am not nice all the time, I mean at times people act like morons, and sometimes things annoy me. For example, the fact that there are only 8 hot dog buns, yet there are 10 hot dogs...really that is just ridiculous, it makes no sense. Or when people are late, really late....that is uber annoying. How hard is it to be on time? Did your house catch on fire, did your kid poop all over you as you were walking out the door? NO? Then your excuse is not accepted. But, for the most part I am friendly and nice and try to do the right thing.... although the right thing isn't always easy, or what one chooses to do.
I have done lots of things that aren't the right thing. I smoked a little in high school....that was fun, totally gross, but it made me cool...right? I drank a little (or a lot) in college...that was fun, made me sick a few times, and I was cool (still am)...right? I've lied about where I was or what I was doing....it wasn't anyone's business so that made it ok....right? I drive over the speed limit...who sets the damn speed limits anyway? I got married young (23) that wasn't really the right thing to do, but throwing a wedding was fun. I had babies very quickly after getting married, wasn't the smartest thing I ever did but if I hadn't done it I would have Aiden and Sloane and where would my life be without them? I got divorced at 29, 29! I know, I am such a statistic...
Sometimes the wrong thing isn't always a bad thing. Following your gut and your heart teaches you lessons, guides you through your life, makes you grow up.
I knew I didn't like smoking in high school, totally didn't inhale (call me George), so I stopped. I enjoyed drinking, still do sometimes. I don't enjoy drinking too much, that is a killer the next morning....just ask Bob Evans' bathroom a few months ago....it met my hangover! I don't think drinking is wrong, but I don't do it a lot. I don't have it in me to recover from it every weekend. I don't lie about where I am or what I am doing anymore, I finally realized that if you don't like what I am doing then you should start trying to be nicer (read earlier paragraph). I still drive over the speed limit (I know, I am such a daredevil), I am just a little more careful when I do it. I don't think it is smart, and my gut says slow down when it see's a cop...otherwise I am really ok with this decision. I don't look back on getting married young and think it was a mistake, because then I wouldn't have my kids. Sometimes doing things the wrong way, gives you some amazing blessings.
Anyways, back to what I started with. I'm happy. You should try happy. It takes some work getting there, but once you are there. You will know it too, it just hits you. One day you are all happy and good....it is a great feeling. Love makes me happy, my kids make me happy, family makes me happy, and I make myself happy. If I had a dog I bet it would make me happy too, until it pooped on the floor or tore up the trash or peed on the carpet....you know what, a dog wouldn't make me happy. Keep that in mind people!
It feels good. It feels right. It feels like I am 10 again. Lordy, remember 10? A simple life. My biggest concern was if a friend could come over and swim. And it was a BIG concern.....at that time. Now, if only that was my biggest concern. Being a mom has changed my view on everything. I don't care as much about things as I used to....I care about these kids, being happy, making their world ok, while at the same time making sure my world is ok. If my world is ok, I will be able to make their world ok. Right?
I find that I hover. Nobody likes a hoverer, except me, I think hovering is great. It is peace of mind, everyone needs peace of mind. I don't always have peace of mind, so if I can get peace of mind through my kids then that is a step in the right direction. Right?
Peace of mind, what in the hell is "peace of mind" anyway? Will a mom ever have "peace of mind"? I learned this week that my son, who is 4, is really quite independent. I am not all that cool anymore, which I find really hard to believe.....I think I am pretty awesome. He would rather play spiderman and iron man with his friends than with me. Rude. So while he is running along playing with his friends I now I have to sit back and hope that he is safe, happy, ok, enjoying himself...so yeah, there goes my "peace of mind."
I guess I can't find peace of mind through my kids so screw it. I have found happiness. I think happiness is the key and I really think everyone should try it. Really what everyone should try is being nice. Have you ever tried to just be nice? Honestly, it isn't that easy. I am nice. I think. Right?
I am not nice all the time, I mean at times people act like morons, and sometimes things annoy me. For example, the fact that there are only 8 hot dog buns, yet there are 10 hot dogs...really that is just ridiculous, it makes no sense. Or when people are late, really late....that is uber annoying. How hard is it to be on time? Did your house catch on fire, did your kid poop all over you as you were walking out the door? NO? Then your excuse is not accepted. But, for the most part I am friendly and nice and try to do the right thing.... although the right thing isn't always easy, or what one chooses to do.
I have done lots of things that aren't the right thing. I smoked a little in high school....that was fun, totally gross, but it made me cool...right? I drank a little (or a lot) in college...that was fun, made me sick a few times, and I was cool (still am)...right? I've lied about where I was or what I was doing....it wasn't anyone's business so that made it ok....right? I drive over the speed limit...who sets the damn speed limits anyway? I got married young (23) that wasn't really the right thing to do, but throwing a wedding was fun. I had babies very quickly after getting married, wasn't the smartest thing I ever did but if I hadn't done it I would have Aiden and Sloane and where would my life be without them? I got divorced at 29, 29! I know, I am such a statistic...
Sometimes the wrong thing isn't always a bad thing. Following your gut and your heart teaches you lessons, guides you through your life, makes you grow up.
I knew I didn't like smoking in high school, totally didn't inhale (call me George), so I stopped. I enjoyed drinking, still do sometimes. I don't enjoy drinking too much, that is a killer the next morning....just ask Bob Evans' bathroom a few months ago....it met my hangover! I don't think drinking is wrong, but I don't do it a lot. I don't have it in me to recover from it every weekend. I don't lie about where I am or what I am doing anymore, I finally realized that if you don't like what I am doing then you should start trying to be nicer (read earlier paragraph). I still drive over the speed limit (I know, I am such a daredevil), I am just a little more careful when I do it. I don't think it is smart, and my gut says slow down when it see's a cop...otherwise I am really ok with this decision. I don't look back on getting married young and think it was a mistake, because then I wouldn't have my kids. Sometimes doing things the wrong way, gives you some amazing blessings.
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Anyways, back to what I started with. I'm happy. You should try happy. It takes some work getting there, but once you are there. You will know it too, it just hits you. One day you are all happy and good....it is a great feeling. Love makes me happy, my kids make me happy, family makes me happy, and I make myself happy. If I had a dog I bet it would make me happy too, until it pooped on the floor or tore up the trash or peed on the carpet....you know what, a dog wouldn't make me happy. Keep that in mind people!
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