June 27, 2011

  • I have decided that it is time to get back into blogging. A three month break is about all I can handle. To jump back into things I thought I would restart with an entry that is, as the title states, all about me. Not because I am self centered but because as I was thinking about this blog post I realized that who I am today, at this very moment is not who I was 10yrs ago, or 20yrs ago, yet I am who I am because of my life 10yrs ago and 20yrs ago. So if you are here for the first time welcome! If you have been here before thanks for coming back.

    And because I like bullet form listing that is how I will do this.
    WARNING this is going to be very honest with a hopefully somewhat humorous twist. As I approach 40 I realize that I am who I am and that is all I am ever going to be. Yes, I just quoted a country music song…don’t hate.

     

    • I am from the South but I suck at being southern. Translation…I own nothing that is monogrammed, I do not have stationary with my initials on it, I lack the ability to write thank you notes in a timely manner and my girls do not wear bows the size of small dogs in their hair.
    • My dad was in the Navy so I traveled a lot growing up. I have lived in several states and two countries overseas. Scotland was my favorite place to live.
    • I have 5 girls and while I live in what sometimes seems like a state of fluxuating hormones, I will take the daily drama roller coaster ride over boys and all their penis issues any day. ;)
    • I used to be a parent that spanked. Our second child brought us to gentle parenting.
    • Not spanking is easy…NOT yelling is a whole other story. I am working on that daily…..my 6yo reminds be to take deep breaths often.
    • I am the daughter to a recovering alcoholic. When I was a teen I used to say that if you looked up the definition of dysfunctional that you would find a picture of my family. As a 30something adult who has now met a lot of people I realize that while our picture would still be there we are sure as hell not the only ones!
    • I cuss(sorry Grandmother)
    • I don’t cuss in public(hope that makes you feel better Grandmother)
    • I am fiscally conservative….my husband owns a small business.
    • I am socially liberal…..I have friends that are gay.
    • I HATE politics period and somehow I wound up married to a man who likes to discuss this and a teenager who does as well.
    • I love to read and when I walk into a library I am sometimes overcome with a since of sadness at the fact that there are so many books and I only have so much time.
    • I like to sew. I would be a much better seamstress if I had decided to take lessons from my Grandmother when I lived with her rather than trying to obtain her help from thousands of miles away…hind sight is 20/20.
    • All of my girls are home schooled. Since I know my oldest two very well I know they would like me to add that they are in no way sheltered. This can be proven by their ability to quote SNL, Madea, and The Hangover.
    • Our children are allowed to disagree with us on politics, religion, social issues, and the definition of cleanliness.
    • I am a Christian, meaning that I love Jesus and I try to live for Him…I fail often but am grateful for grace.
    • I believe that my kids’ relationship with Jesus is theirs. I do not interfere, push, persuade or judge.
    • I am severely cell phone inept….so of course I have a droid.
    • I often leave the house without my cell phone. It drives my husband crazy.
    • I would like to think I drive him crazy with my vivacious body but I’m pretty sure it’s the cell phone issue that does it most often.
    • Then again we have 5girls so maybe it isn’t the cell phone.
    • Scooby Doo is my favorite cartoon of all time followed by Phineus and Ferb. Someone just needs to put Barney down.
    • I love shrimp….boiled shrimp, fried shrimp, shrimp gumbo, coconut shrimp, you get the idea.
    • I lost my dad to cancer in 2007. Life has not been the same since. I miss him terribly.
    • I have been able to  sing Kenny Rogers’ song “The Gambler” word for word since I was 6yo. My daddy taught me.
    • I fix my hamburger the same way every time I have one. Mustard on the bottom half of the bun, mayo or miracle whip on the top half, top the burger with onion and tomato and add the ketchup to the top of the tomato. Save a change in toppings this is how the condiments are place every single time.
    • I also wet my toothbrush before I add toothpaste and then again after I add the toothpaste.
    • I weaned my last daughter in Feb. of this year. At the conclusion of our breastfeeding relationship I had been nursing for 6yrs and two months. I nursed through two pregnancies and tandem nursed for a year after each baby was born. Her sisters both weaned at 36months.
    • I can be a smart a**……I got it honestly. If you knew my dad you understand.
    • I have given birth in the hospital 3 times, 2 attended by certified nurse midwives and I have had 2 homebirths. I wish I had had 5 homebirths.
    • I love to knit and I have been known to decorate with yarn.
    • I don’t have many nick nacks in my house. I firmly believe this is because I was responsible for dusting all of my Grandmother’s as a teen. I truly believe she had enough to fill the Titanic. ;)
    • I love mystery books, mystery shows, shows like the Closer, Blue Bloods etc.
    • I haven’t peed by myself since late 2004. I don’t forsee that changing until 2017.
    • I am grateful for underwire bras.
    • I am a better person because of my children.
    • I wish someone would invent a self cleaning toilet.
    • I love being organized….my children do not possess this trait.
    • I love to hike, ride my bike and my new fav is Zumba.
    • After trying running as a means for exercise several times in the last few years I have decided that I hate running.
    • Along with running, I hate oatmeal.
    • I don’t go to church. At this point in my life I like God outside of the church a whole lot better than inside the church.

    And I will end there since lightening is striking like crazy outside.

     

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