The One That Got Away… December 26, 2008

That’s me!  I should coin a term for it or something…it would describe the girl who goes for a guy possibly a little underdoggish and sees the potential! (go ahead…laugh)

Somehow the same pattern repeats and repeats and yet I don’t learn.  I cannot tell you how many times I have been “the one that got away” in the end of so many relationships. I guess its what the Bible calls unequally yolked.  I believe in someone and see the potential, they are excited at the new feeling of confidence I bring to their mediocre sense of self and life and we grow together. Except…there come that point.  That point when they realize this is hard work and I don’t want this anymore…yes it is all for a good cause but…nah.

A few months/years whatever go by and I get my title…”the one that got away.”  All of the sudden I was the best thing that ever happened to them and how they were so stupid to let me go…??!!!  What???  Seriously…major copout.

So when is it going to be time to meet the person who does think I am worth it to make a sacrifice, to step up, to not have to let me go before they realize what they had?

Thank you for listening to my ramblings and rants. Just gotta get it out every now and then….I’m not even altogether sure it makes sense!

Brain Freeze: Overload May 12, 2008

So much to say, not enough time.  Wouldn’t know where to start.  Come back later.  Got to wait for the brain to sort through the junk mail.  Darn brain spam.

 

Miss my church and friends.

Vegas wedding weekend was fun.

Apple was an amazing bride and Tony rocked the house. Superstars.

I slept way to little.

So happy to be back with my children.

Super thoughtful huisband drove 16 hours to surprise me with my kiddos when I got home so I could see them before Mother’s Day ended.  Super awesome.

I am beginning to like myself a little more each day.

I am proud of the kind of mom I have become.

I have been finding comfort in making mistakes and looking to my little pink BIble to find the answers.

Loved Loved Loved seeing my bff Kami as my date in Vegas after 3 years of missing her!

Heard a great saying that I will choose to live by… “Do things that make for better stories!”  

So much more, be back after naptime.

So Much To Say… February 27, 2008

…So little time.

I am pooped.  I had a sitter again today but managed to be even more tired at night than normal!  Huh?  It was nice though.

I did have my first “old” moment today… I was hanging out with my 6 year old niece and on the way to church tonight we heard a parody of the Flintstones TV theme.  She made some comment that it sounded like some song she had heard so I say…”well, yeah.  It’s the flintstone song!”  She looked at me like I was speaking Japanese.  So I thought…surely she just misunderstood… so I tried again… “you know, Barney Rubble, and Fred Fintstone?”  Nothing.  She had NO clue!  That was such a strange feeling! It is beginning to happen…the years are adding up…slowly but surely the generation gaps are setting in…blah.

Anyway, my pink hair goes blue tomorrow morning with my little ladies bible study!  (I know that is killing you Christie but it is just my twisted humor!)   So I am off to bed cause I gotsa early mornin’.

 PEACE!

Maybe I Should Go Blue Next? February 21, 2008

Ya know, although I am loving the pink hair, I think I should go blue next…  I mean, these old blue haired ladies are drawing me in and I am like a mosquito those pretty neons…  (Just kidding, Christie!)

I am going back for Round 2 of the Ladies Bible Study tomorrow morning and am actually excited!  I have been doing my little devotions and everything!  I am proud because I was never the kid in school who had their homework completed.  I would rush in at the last minute looking for that poor sucker I could hurry up and copy off of before the teacher collected the assignments!  Oh, bless her heart.  (See, I’m getting the hang of the lingo too!)

Blue Haired Ladies? February 15, 2008

So this morning I attended my first Ladies Bible Study.  I was really excited that I was going to get a chance to really connect with people with the same issues or lifestyles.   I was nervous considering I wasnt sure if I was going to know anybody or fit in but I was determined to go.  Of course I had a tough time in the morning and had to show up like 20 minutes late but I didnt care!!!

 I walked in thinking “Oh, great.  These conservative ladies are gonna take one look at my hot pink self and roll their eyes waaay back in their heads!”  I was happy to see that I was very well accepted.  (I think anyway)   I walked in as they were sharing a little about themselves and were finishing up on the last person.  So there I was not knowing a thing about any of these people with all of their eyes burning a hole in my forehead waiting to hear all about me.

It was like I had tourets syndrome… I couldnt even begin without blurting…”Um, I’m like blogging about the fact that I like suck socially and am just gonna like, um, come out with the fact that I am very, um, like, uncomfortable right now… And um, well, my name is Carla and I just, um, want to be, like, honest?”   Siiigh…..

I was very curious to see how these new found friends would react to my diahrea of the mouth…  It went pretty well…considering.  They flat out told me it was a surprise to hear.  That I walked in with such confidence and strong presence.  I just started laughing.  I guess I am like a box of chocolates… you never know what yer gonna get! (And apparently I am incredibly cheesy too.)

I have always had an interesting perception on things.  I never quite take away what was intended or what everyone else took away.  So, when I think of a ladies bible study… I imagine this… go with me… blue haired ladies, formal bibles, folded hands with crossed ankles, condemnation and a lot of “oh bless her hearts.”  You know that is the Christian old lady way of justifying gossiping about other people and making it sound like a prayer request! Oh please! We are SO on to you!!!

So in the end… it went well. I will continue to make a spectacle of myself until I get it right! These ladies have no clue they are a part of my social experiment! I will call them my guinea pigs!