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Find Forever Friends

15 Oct

I have been blessed with some of the best friends a person can have. Most of these girls have been in my life since grade school and we are still the best of friends. I have shared some of the best times of my life with them and have some of the craziest stories.

These are the girls I would ride back-roads with and listen to music for hours on end.

These are the girls that I would stay up until the wee hours of the morning with talking about everything and nothing at the same time.

These are the girls that I cried to when I had a broken heart.

These are the girls who know all my secrets.

These are the girls who I have celebrated life’s biggest milestones with.

These are the girls I love so much, we got tattooed together.

These are the girls that I could call in the middle of the night and they would do anything for me.

These are the girls I would scheme and brainstorm with when we found ourselves backed into a corner.

These are the girls that know what I am thinking without having to say a word.

These are the girls that helped me grow into who I am today.

These are the girls that would pick me up when I was down.

These are girls who it doesn’t matter how much time has passed, we can pick up on our conversations without missing a beat.

These girls are my forever friends and I know we always will be.

I know wholeheartedly that when we are 60 and 70 years old that our friendship will have only grown stronger.

I feel so blessed to have these friendships in my life.

Don’t Get Caught

14 Oct

My friends and I always thought it was fun to roll houses in high school. It didn’t have to be Halloween, we would just do it when the mood struck. There was this one house the we rolled multiple times. It was small which made the job for us much faster and easier. One this specific night we all dressed up in our gear to go out. Everyone wore black but me. I wore a white sweatshirt. Not my smartest move. I stuck out like a sore thumb. Once we arrived to the house we got right to work and started tossing the toilet paper back and forth over the house. One of the rolls must have landed right top of the roof making a noise because shortly after that we all see the front door open. Everyone made a break for it but I just stood there because I happened to be right at the front door. They clearly saw me but I still turned and ran as if someone was chasing me.

The plan had been that if we got separated that we would all meet on the next road over. I ran toward the road as fast as I could, praying they didn’t leave yet. It was pitch black and right in mid-stride I felt my feet go out from under me and the next thing I know I was drenched. I had fallen in a small creek but I popped right back up and kept running. I finally reached our meeting spot breathless, and scared. They were there! They had been worried to death and thought that I may have stayed around to get in trouble. As I write this I kinda feel a little adrenaline pumping because I remember how intense it was.

I guess my advice would be don’t roll the same house time and time again and don’t wear a white sweatshirt because you will be seen before anyone else!

Find A Hobby

13 Oct

Until the past 5 years my hobbies consisted of my friends. Things change a bit once entering the working world, getting married and having children. Everyone is busy and it seems to be harder and harder to get together with friends on a consistent basis. I have found that even though your hobbies may change, it is important to keep something in your life you really enjoy.

I think the one hobby that I incorporate into almost everyday is sewing and crafting. I learned to sew about 6 years ago and it is something that calms and relaxes me. It’s funny because when I was growing up my mom would always be sewing. She always wanted to teach me but I never had any interest in it. I didn’t have the patience to sit down and listen long enough to gain any skill at it. I guess what really piqued my interest was when I started watching Project Runway. I found it amazing how these people could craft the most amazing outfits out of a square piece of fabric. The more I watched the more I wanted to be able to do it myself. I asked for a sewing machine for my next birthday and that’s what my mom bought me. I’m sure she was overjoyed that I had finally found some love for sewing. My mom helped me get started and showed me the basics and then I sat down with the instruction book until I had the machine figured out. I jumped right into creating clothes and trying different combinations I had in my head. They really weren’t that great:( I refused to use any patterns and just tried to draft them myself. That didn’t really make for the most flattering clothing. I think I made one pair of pants from a pattern and I was so proud of them because they looked like real pants! I don’t wear them anymore but I have held onto them so I can show Lila one day. But, based on me though, she won’t care until she is in her 20’s.

I would like to get back into sewing clothes but for now I sew and create birds for my mobiles just about everyday. I love sewing at the end of the day and creating something with my hands. Even though my job is designing and creating this is a different type of outlet for me. I forsee sewing to be a part of my life for a long time and I look forward to all the creations.

Be Kind…You Never Know What Someone Is Going Through

12 Oct

 

Have you ever encountered someone and you wondered who peed in their cheerios? My tolerance for these people use to be a lot lower than it is now.

I have talked about my dizziness issues a couple of times here. At my worst, which was about the first year there were days that I was barely functioning. I had to force myself to get out of bed and go to work. I felt like I had been hit by a mack truck. The days were long and I just prayed to make it through the day. Most of the people in my everyday life knew I was struggling with vertigo and dizziness so I got lots of questions and check-ups from people out of concern. But, you couldn’t tell anything was wrong with me just by looking. I didn’t have an appendage in a cast, I wasn’t in the hospital and I didn’t have any evident injuries that would clue people in. Some days I just didn’t feel like talking to anybody and I did just what it took to get by. I realize that at some points I could have come off rude or disconnected. During this time in my life I gained a little bit more compassion for people. As we go through our day to day lives we may encounter people who aren’t pleasant. We don’t know what those people are going through though. I’m sure in many cases people are just rude for the heck of it but we all have things going on in life. Whether it be physical, mental or emotional we all have to deal with things we would rather not have to.

As I get further and further away from that first year of dizziness I often forget just how bad I felt. So, I find it important to remind myself there will always be people in your life who are going through things you may not know about and sometimes you just gotta give people a break. I’m guilty of not always remembering this but I want to try my best to have more compassion and patience.

It’s OK To Still Need Your Mommy

11 Oct

I am 30 years old and I still NEED my mama. I guess it is something that never really goes away. I’ve called on her at so many different times in my life. However, the past year and half I have relied on her more than ever. In those first weeks after returning home from the hospital with Lila she was a lifesaver. She stayed with us for the first two weeks of Lila’s life. That was a week longer than she originally planned and if I had had it my way she wouldn’t have left. It was so nice to have her around to ask questions to, have her give me re-assurance and help out in whatever way possible.

When I look at Lila sometimes I think there will come a day when she doesn’t need me anymore. I’m sure we may go through that phase at some point but I know from my own relationship with my mom that she will always need me. It feels good to know that someone will always turn to you and rely on you no matter what the age. My goal in Lila’s life is to be a rock for her like my mom has been for me. I still want her to be independent and have her own voice but I want her to know I will always be here for her.

I talk to my mom almost everyday and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Look Twice On Foggy Days

10 Oct

I am the oldest of my friends so I was the first to obtain my driver’s license. Once I started driving to school I would pick my friends up in the morning. Jamie rode with me quite a bit because we didn’t live too far away from each other. One morning in particular, I was running late as usual so I called Jamie to let her know I was in the driveway waiting. I was hurrying her along telling her we were gonna be late to school. She frantically rushed out to the car and hurled herself into the passenger street. I sped out of her driveway and out of her subdivision onto the highway. Just as I was pulling out Jamie realized she had forgotten her backpack in her house. I was irritated and frustrated because we were already late and I didn’t want to turn around. I asked her if she really need it that day? Well of course she did because we were going to school and it contained all her homework and books. I quickly pulled off the road so I could turn around. The fog was insane that morning. It hung really thick, close to the road and it was hard to see more than a couple of feet in front of the car. I had found a place to turn around and we were sitting at the turn-off to go back into the subdivision. After the last car passed I gunned it to turn in and as I was turning in Jamie I see a pair of feet scuttle out from beyond my car barely missing them. An older gentlemen had been crossing the road but we had not seen hime because the fog was so dense. When I say I was close to hitting him, I mean I don’t know how he didn’t feel the wind from my car. The thing was, he never realized he was almost plowed over. I, however was a mess and I was shaking and terribly upset. Being late to school didn’t seem to matter after I had almost run someone over. I just couldn’t believe it had happened and I realized how lucky we all were that we were being looked after.

We eventually made it to school. Of course we were late but at that point it didn’t matter to me, I was just glad we were all safe. I was still completely shaken up and upset. When I walked into my first class I sat down and got situated. Before I got too comfy the teacher called me up to the desk and told me I had to go to the office for being late. At that point I just broke down in tears in the middle of class. This teacher was pretty cool and I didn’t know it at the time but he was only kidding with me and wasn’t serious about the office. It was too late though, I had already gotten to my breaking point and there was no going back. He came over to let me know he was kidding and to see why I was so upset. I told him I nearly killed a man that morning.

Jamie and I joke about this day a lot but replaying it step by step in my head I remember all the emotion of the moment. I am very cautious on foggy days now will always look twice, if not three times.

Learn To Cook

9 Oct

I’m not completely clueless in the kitchen but my family knows not to expect much out of me. They know what is coming each week over and over again. I do too and it bores me to the core. I have about 5 or 6 recipes that are my go-to. I have no creative mind when it comes to cooking new meals.

My mom is an excellent cook and she tried to teach me multiple times when I was growing up. I didn’t have any interest then because I guess I envisioned that I would always have someone to cook for me. Wrong. I still get to experience a lot of my mom’s cooking but I still haven’t picked up on all her tricks. I guess I still don’t have much patience to learn new recipes. Take today for instance. I got really motivated to look up recipes and try something new for dinner. However, once I started reading through some that caught my interest, my mind would begin to wander if they had more than 3 steps. So back to square one.

The closer dinner gets the more unprepared I feel. I did manage to pull out an old recipe tonight that I had forgotten about. Beef and broccoli….yum! So that takes care of tonight and tomorrow this whole ordeal will start all over again.

I am hoping I wake up one day with the desire to learn all the tricks and have a passion for cooking.

Cherish Your Grandparents

8 Oct

I miss not having my grandparents around. I haveΒ written about them before and all the wonderful memories I have of them. I was fortunate to be able to spend a large amount of time with them throughout my life but like many things in life I think I took them for granted. I look back at my teenage self and wish that I spent more quality time with them. Of course now I see they weren’t gonna be here forever but it is hard to make a teenager comprehend such things.

I lost all of my grandparents pretty suddenly. My grandmother had a stroke and died shortly after due to complications caused by the stroke. My grandfather Overholt, my dad’s father suffered from the beginning stages of Alzheimer’s and his health had started to decline rapidly. My grandfather Hodge, my mom’s father died from cancer of the mouth that appeared suddenly and was simply too strong to fight against. He was my last living grandparent. He was able to see all the preparations for my wedding and I was able to show him my wedding dress the day before I got married. He wasn’t able to be there the day I was married because he was so weak. He held on long enough to see pictures from the ceremony the next day but then he passed in his sleep not long after.

I have enough memories of all them that I could probably write for an entire year straight about all the things I was able to experience with them. I know I was incredibly lucky to have them around so long and for them to be such a crucial part of my life. It doesn’t make it any easier though to not have them here now. I wish they all could have had the opportunity to meet Lila just one time. I know she wouldn’t have remembered but I know they would have loved her and been so proud.

Shew, this is making me super emotional and teary so I am going to end it. If you have your grandparents around go spend some time with them. If I had one more day I would make it count.

Take It All In Stride

7 Oct

My 20’s are officially over today. I remember when I was about 21 and I thought 30 sounded old. It seemed like it was so far off in the future and that I had plenty of time until I passed that milestone. I feel like I blinked my eyes and the past 10 years passed in a flash.

It seems for the past 6 months someone would remind me daily that I was going to be 30 any day now. It’s almost like 29 wasn’t acknowledged. I feel like I am handling it ok. When I really sit and think about the time that has passed and all that has happened it gives me a little anxiety. But, for the most part I have decided what good is it gonna do to get upset about it? I can either embrace it or roll over and die and the second one doesn’t sound appealing at all. My mom reminded me today that I would always tell my grandmother on her birthday that age is just a number. And that is the truth. I am a little wiser this year than last (only slightly though), I have created more memories and met goals I had set for myself.

I hope these next 10 years slow down a bit for me but I have a feeling they only go by faster from here on. I think it is always important to set goals for yourself and have something to aspire to. I don’t want to become stagnant in life and just settle for where I am. My goal for this year is simply to live better and be better. I want to think about those around me more, be more considerate in the things I say and make everyday have a purpose. I am sure those seem like cliches but it is truly what I want for my life.

Looking forward to what the year holds.

Read Directions

6 Oct

 

My family has always gotten together for birthdays as long as I can remember. Depending on everyone’s schedule at the time we will either have a meal at my parent’s house or we will all go out to dinner. Either way, there is always cake involved. ALWAYS. My mom is a great cook so she usually bakes each person a special cake. For some reason this specific night,when we were celebrating my brother’s birthday I decided to make his cake. I don’t get all fancy, just your basic out of the box…which is a total of like 3 ingredients and 5 steps. However, once I finished with it I was pretty darn proud of myself. We ended up going out to dinner and when dessert time rolled around, I unveiled my masterpiece.

I started cutting pieces and handing them out and we all quickly dug in. As I took my first bite I knew something was off. It wasn’t awful but something was definitely wrong. It was a bit dry and compact and I made a comment that it wasn’t my best attempt. Everyone was quick to jump in and reassure it was delicious. They were going out of there way to tell me how good it was. This was almost enough to convince myself it really was good. Then, I looked over and noticed Josh wasn’t eating his. He said it tasted funny. On the way home he said there was definitely something up with it. I wanted to know if it tasted so bad why did everyone tell me it was delicious? He said they love you and didn’t want to hurt your feelings. I guess I had brainwashed myself enough at this point to believe Josh was the only one who thought it tasted bad. I just told myself he was crazy and didn’t have any idea what he was talking about.

Shortly after we arrived home I was cleaning up dishes in the kitchen and wiping the counters down from my earlier “cooking.” The cake box was still sitting on the counter so I took a quick glance at it. I immediately realized my mistake. I forgot to add the water to the cake! At this point I felt pretty ridiculous, because I knew my family had put forth a good face despite the horrible cake. I told Josh and he just laughed…at me and my family for trying to pretend like there was nothing wrong with it.

I don’t do much baking anymore but when I do the water is the first ingredient I add.