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to much of the truth...

This is my 100 word entry this week.  A while ago I started writing a story through these entries and I would like to pick up where I left off.  Before reading this you might want to read my entries titled

The endless obsession :  http://mythoughtsonthesubjectareasfollows.blogspot.com/2011/02/endless-obsession.html 

The moment I knew:  http://mythoughtsonthesubjectareasfollows.blogspot.com/2011/02/moment-i-knew.html

Caught: http://mythoughtsonthesubjectareasfollows.blogspot.com/2011/03/caught.html


I felt my head spinning as I started to speak. Trying to find the right words to say at this very wrong time felt impossible.  She asked again.  "Who are you?"  I managed to whisper.  "Im sorry to worry you. You remind me of someone I lost 20 years ago. My.. " 
She interrupted me politely.  "Mam, You look like you are going to be sick." 
I guess its a myth that if you truly love someone you can tell them anything.  I couldnt seem to make my head, heart and mouth connect.  Now was my chance, and Im blowing it.
This is for http://www.velvetverbosity.com/

Love built through drama...

Why is it that love comes when you least expect it? 

Have you ever known true love? I have.  Several different times with Severel different people. Ok, no its not what you think...

The first time I fell in love was the day my Taylor was born.  She changed my life.

                                                                           
The second time I fell in love was the day my Carly was born.  She helps make my life worth living.

                                                                                        
 The 4th time I fell in love (I will come back to the 3rd in a minute) was when I met my Lyla.  She is my choosen one. My gift.

                                                                                   
I met my 3rd true love in May of 2008.  He was sexy cute, sweet, loving and surrounded by drama.  I never imagined I would find some that was such a drama magnet like me.  Was it worth it? I couldnt be happier. 

                                                                                     
We met through a mutual friend's myspace page.  On our first date (2 days later) we both declared to each other that we would NEVER get married again.   We had both been hurt to many times to count.  6 months later we were married.  Besides my mother and my In-laws we no longer speak to anyone that attended our ceremony.  Some of them we just lost touch, but the others are just horrible people. 

It seems like everywhere we turned there was drama.  People would do and say things that would cause us to argue.  but we were able to work through it.  Once we learned to put each other first things started to get better.  Its funny looking back at how fast the controlling "Crazy" people in our life started to drop out.  Now we listen to each other first.  We dont agree with everything the other one says, but we have learned to listen to each other.  Our marriage is stronger than its ever been.

Its amazing what love can do...

STUPIDNESS

I know that I have written about this in the past, but as long as people continue to act ignorant I will continue to write about it.

I am going to walk you through my day...

The first person I checked in this morning walked in:  This is the conversation:

Me: Hi, what are you here for today?
Her: The works
Me: o.k. what are the works.

After a few minutes of her staring at me blankly and me trying to list all of our services she finally tells me her pets their for surgery.

A phone call:

Her: I would like to make an appointment
Me: o.k. whats your last name?
Her: My name is &&&&&&
Me: Can you spell that for me?
Her:  Yes, I can spell it.
Me: ( after a minute of stunned silence)  o.k. Can you spell it for me?

Next client: After checking in a drop off: the kennel staff comes up to take dog back. 
us: Hi, Im &&& and I am going to take your pet back
Him: Do you know how to put a leash on a dog with out killing it.
Us: Yes
Him: I will show you. You dont have any experience with show dogs.

Driving home from lunch I turn onto my road.  There is a teenage boy walking directly down the middle of the road with his earphones in.  I drove very slowly behind him because he didnt move. When I was able to pass him, he looked at me with a dumb look on his face.

To quote a wonderful speaker Megan McGlover: "People DONT BE STUPID"

To my husband....

Happy Fathers day to the greatest man I know.....

Im breathing in and out slowly
trying to match the rhythm of your heartbeat.
Feeling as if I can hear you soul talking
f I listen hard enough

I close my eyes
submersing myself in this moment.
I close off the rest of the world
Just to hear your breathing

Your fingertips touch my skin.
As they run along my back
You give me sweet chills on my arms.

As you kiss the surface of my skin
you hold me closer to see if my soul is talking back.


I slowly open my eyes
and pray that Im not dreaming.
But then I see your sweet brown eyes staring back
and I cant help but fall in love all over again.

You touch my face and smile
while I sink deeper into your arms.
You bring your lips close
and gently kiss me with passion.

I am frozen for the moment
and continue to melt with your love that consumes me.
Every instant seems like forever,
and every embrace is one to remember.

For you.....

a funny conversation.

My Children amaze me everyday! Last night Carly was laying with me for a little snuggle time and we had a very interesting conversation.  Enjoy:

                                                   

Mom: I love you most. I wish you could stay little forever.....

Carly: Mom, you do know that things change right?

Mom: What do you mean?

Carly: Kids grow up and become grown ups and get their own house.

Mom: I know. I am just enjoying you being little.

After a minute of quiet I noticed that she was crying:

Mom: whats wrong?

Carly: When I move out I will miss you.

Mom: Well you will still get to see me all of the time.

Carly: I will really just miss you, I dont wanna move.

Mom: Well we will deal with that in about 13 years. But you can live with me forever if you want.

Carly: If I live with you where will my kids sleep?

Mom: (after laughing really hard) We will have to get a bigger house.

Carly: We can get a really big bead and you, me and the kids can snuggle.

Carly: Mom, how many kids am I going to have?

Mom: As many as you want.

Carly: I dont want 6 babys in my belly at one time.

Mom: I dont think you have to worry about that.

Carly: Good night mom.

Mom: I love you most. I wish you could stay little forever.......

                                                                                     

I struggle

I struggle. 
When I struggle, it hurts.
When it hurts, I turn it off. 
Turn off my emotions.
Depression is hard.
Perfectionism is harder.

When I struggle to be perfect, I turn in the opposite direction.
Try to lose weight, I gain.
Try to do my best at work, I get criticized.
Try to be a good mom, and a good wife.... I can only hope.
Try not to give up, I cant give up. 
Its not an option.
People depend on me. People believe in me.
People love me. I love them.

I struggle.
When I struggle, it hurts.

This is my 100 word entry for @velvetverbosity 100 word challange.

The things kids say

Let me start by saying that my children are amazing. They are smart and funny, not to mention beautiful.  But sometimes when they open their mouth, the make me laugh.  Its crazy some of the things that they come up with. 
                                                                
Taylor: She and I have an odd relationship.  We bicker and pick on each other.  That the way we show that we love each other.  I say "I love you Tay" and she says "I know" I say "You look beautiful today" and she says "what do you expect"  Shes a teenager so thats as sweet as she gets.

                                                                
Lyla is sarcastic.  She knows how to dish it. I was telling her something the other day and she stoped me.  She asked me if I wanted to look it up on the computer so I would know what I was talking about.  Its nice to know she has faith in my answers.  She loves to talk back to Taylor. Nothing makes her happier!

Carly is just Carly.  She trys to talk so grown up and serious and it comes out just plain cute.  She always tells me that she loves me most to get away with things.  She sleeps in my shirts at night and tonight she didnt want to.  She said "We are not going to wear your shirt to sleep tonight, but I love you the most. 

I just love to listen to them, especially when they dont know I am listening. I cant wait to hear what they say next...       

                                                                                                                                

caught...

Here I was again.  Parked on the corner street in front of her gallery. The same place I have found myself almost everyday since I left her office weeks ago.  I waited patiently just to have a glimpse of her. I have had ample opportunity to walk in there, confront her and tell her the truth.  My truth. She was mine. My past, My future, My heart and My life. She was my daughter.

The sound of rain was interrupted by a knock. Startled into reality from another daydream, I turned.
"Mam, Why are you following me?" "Who are you?"


This is my 100 word entry for http://www.velvetverbosity.com/  the word this week is Ample.

How to act... not really...

I have been working at a vet for about 14 years now.  I am going to list a few guidelines for you as a client to follow.  These guidelines are not how I think things should be done, but how you as a client think you need to act.  Keep in mind, that altough you would never want me to come into your work and treat you like this, it is perfectly ok for you to do so to me and my coworkers.

1)Your scheduled appointment time is just a suggestion.  Feel free to ignore it and do as you please.  If you are not able to make your appointment please do not bother to call, Just dont show up.  We love the suspense of trying to guess what you are going to do.  So as you can see, calling us with your intentions would just take the fun out of our day.

2)Do not put your pets on a leash or in a carrier.  Just open the door and let them run loose. We really enjoy the chaos of running around trying to chase your pet.  This is really fun when your pet is really sick and spreads the love germs. Or when there is a dog agressive animal in our lobby waiting to be seen.

3)Do not bring your previous pet history as we request. Calling the other animal hospitals gives us time to catch up with old friends and make new ones. Also, when you give us the information to call for please do not let us know when your pet is listed under a different name there. We really love a good challange.

4)  Be sure to make sure we follow your breeders rules. Especially concerning anesthesia and vaccines. Our schooling and training really didnt teach us alot, so any extra guidence you can give is appreciated.

5)  If your cat is hissing or scared, please put your hands and face as close to his/her mouth as possible.  We know that your pet would never bite you and if they did, it would be our fault.

6) Please give your pets medication as you see fit. We only put the instructions on them because the label printer is cool.  We understand that when the problem doesnt resolve it is our fault, not yours.

7) When giving a history on your pet, please be a vague as possible. The Dr. also likes a good guessing game and has the whole day to spend trying.

8) We are just kidding when we suggest you bring a urine or stool sample.  That's gross! We will just get it when your pet relieves himself/herself on our lobby floor.

9) Please be sure to stay on your cellphone the whole visit. Handless headsets are preferred.  We love trying to figure out whether you are talking to us or the person on the phone.  Dont forget to call us back later and ask us all of the stuff we were trying to explain to you during your visit.

10) If your pet is sick, please wait a minimum of 3 days before you bring him in.  You will still need to make sure that you wait until 30 minutes before we close to even call us.  Before you do anything please consult Dr. Internet.  The internet knows much more then we do.

11)  Please wait until your pet tries to bite us before you tell us that your pet has always had to be muzzled in the past.  It keeps our reflexes sharp.  Besides, it is much easier to muzzle a pet after they are already worked up.

12)  Verbal abuse is always appreciated, if possible wait until our lobby is full of people.  Please be creative with your profanity. We all love to expand our vocabulary.

13)  Ignore the staff only signs. Please roam around as you please.  Stick your hands in all of the cages.  If you child is roaming around with you, we prefer them to be barefoot.

14)  Last but not least, ALWAYS complain about your bill.  We know our prices are to high.  In general we tend to be greedy and not care about your pet.  We recommend vaccines as a way to make money, not as a protection measure.  If we are able to waive a vaccine for you to drop off your pet for a routine procedure and you pet gets sick, Please let us pay for everything while you badmouth us to everyone you know.

If you follow these rules, you will fit right in...

My Country Accent Blog

Hello all.

A friend of mine just did a southern accent blog. It is a video blog.  You read a list of words and answer some questions: then you let us know how country you think we sound. My husband thought I should do this... so I did. Enjoy!

                                                                                   

The words are: Aunt, Route, Wash, Oil, Theater, Iron, Salmon, Caramel, Fire, Water, Sure, Data, Ruin, Crayon, Toilet, New Orleans, Pecan, Both, Again, Probably, Spitting Image, Alabama, Lawyer, Coupon, Mayonaise, Syrup, Pajamas, Caught...

The Questions are:

What do you call it when it rains when the sun is shining?

What it the thing you change the tv channel with?

What do you call the contraption in which you carry the groceries at the supermarket?

What is it called when you paper someones house?

What is the bug that curls into a ball when you touch it?

What is the bubbly carbonated drink called?

What do you call gym shoes?

What do you say to address a group of people?

I cant wait to see your answers!

Living with someone who lives with anxiety

Anxiety is a disease that shows itself in many ways.  My best friend growin up had "Anxiety Attacks" she would get really nervous about things and loose her breath.  Occasionally this would happen at school. When it did, everyone would close in on her to make sure she was ok. This would make it worse.  By gathering around her they would block some of her air supply. Its really hard to breath without air. 

My husband has Anxiety.  When he has attacks it is completly different.  If he is on his medicine, everything is normal.  We have our arguments, we have our laughs, we are normal..  But if he dosent take his medicine, his withdrawels are hard. They are hard on everybody.  He becomes like a different person. Nothing I can do is right.  Yesterday was a BAD day... He was sick and he had been out of his meds for a week. The Dr.'s office lost his call in for refills, and they took forever to get it done.  He becomes very emotional, argumentative, and cynical at the same time.  

                                                                                 

My husband is a GREAT man, father and husband.  He would do anything for anybody.  My wish is for everyone that has this illness to try to put themselves in the shoes of their loved ones. It hurts me to see him go through this.  I am a true believer that medicine is a good thing. It helps him to not blow up at the little things. It helps him to be understanding.  It helps him to cope..

I will always stand by him. And I am thankful that he takes his Anxiety seriously. He is very open and honest about this.. If you know anybody going through this or think you may be and want to talk to somebody just ask... his blog is http://lance-myblogcanbeatupyourblog.blogspot.com/

Going through something like this is just as hard for the people who love you. 

the moment I knew...

It was mid afternoon as I entered her office.  I had finally worked up the courage to meet with her. The one who perfectly captured my missing daughters face.  The art she displayed was breathtaking, proving that she had a true rare talent. A talent very similar to my own mother.  "I hear you are interested in one of my pieces?"  I turned to see who had spoken.  I wasnt prepared for this. When I looked into her eyes, I felt as though I was staring into a mirror. I turned and walked out, frightened as to what this meant.



*Bloggers note: This is my 100 words for http://www.velvetverbosity.com/  The word is Frightened. 

The endless obsession....

                                                                          

It had been almost 20 years since that awful day that she would never forget.  The fliers, the endless searches, the milk cartons, nothing seemed to help her.

"Eileen, come on.  I want you to see this piece." The annual art show was was one of her favorite outings. Something she looked forward to. All of the proceeds of the show went to the children shelter she volunteered at. 

"Eileen? What's your obsession with that piece?"

It took me a while to gather up the words, the strength to talk.  "That girl in this painting.  Thats her. Emily.  My daughter....."

*This is my 100 words entry for http://www.velvetverbosity.com/  .  The word is obsession.

What I really want

Valentines day...  

                                                                                   
This is a day that means so many things to so many people.  I have been both in a relationship and single on this day.  No matter what my relationship status might be, I still want the same thing.  For someone to appreciate me.

My husband gave me the greatest gift ever today... He gave me a stuffed animal that says "I'm wild about you", a box of my favorite candy "ferrero rocher", and lunch at one of my favorite places "Cracker barrell".  Those things were great, but they dont compare to the best thing I could ever ask for.  My husband took the day off of work to spend time with me, he then let me sleep for 3 hours extra this morning.  I know that may sound silly to some people,  but it told me that he understood me.  He understands how hard I work and he appreciates me. There is not a better feeling or gift in the world. 

Love and appreciation isnt shown by how much money is spent, or how many gifts you get.  I was listening to the radio the other day and the DJ asked women to call in and tell the thing they wanted the most for Valentines day.  Most of them said, I just wand him to do the dishes, get the kids on the bus, cook dinner. I did not hear 1 woman say anything material.....

So to all of the guys out there. Flowers die, candy diappears, but appreciation will always be in our hearts...

Learning the language...

                                                                         


As I was standing there looking at the audience I could feel my knees getting weaker, and my palms getting wetter. The people standing beside me, my equals, had worked just as hard as I had to get here.  Only 4 short years ago, I had traveled here with my family from Vietnam.  Learning this beautiful language was one of the hardest most fulfilling accomplishments of my life.  And now, I was proving to myself that I had made it.  The school I was attending held its annual spelling bee.  Now, it was my turn.

Mam, your word is ENGAGES......


Bloggers note:  This is dedicated to my beautiful step mother.  This is my 100 word entry for http://www.velvetverbosity.com/

And there goes my baby.....

Wow... My heart just broke into a million pieces.  Carly, my 6 year old, just broke me.  Everyone always teases me that she is my favorite.  They say that I give her everything and use all of my attention on her.  That couldnt be further from the truth.  I love each of my children equally.  I treat all of my children the same.  What the older ones don't realize is that I baby them as much as they will let me.  I would give anything for one more cuddly hug with Taylor my 15 year old. One more "mommy, your the best" just because she means it, not because she wants something.  Lyla sometime will climb up in my lap and hug me, but most of the time she want to act like she's grown.  Almost like, "I will love on you, but dont let anyone see."  Carly, however, is my baby..

                                                                           

Well, apparantly she has decided that it would be ok to grow up.  This is not ok.  She can read now, and she seems to be developing this attitude of "I love you, but I want to do my own thing".  I told her the other day that I wanted her to stay this age forever.  She very quickly replied that it would not be a good thing if she did because when I die, there will be no one to take care of her.  What she did and said tonight, was the breaking point for me.  I asked her to pick up something and throw it away.  She said to me in return.." I do everything for you and you do nothing for me"  GASP........

When did this foolishness happen.  I got very upset and very loudly explained to her what exactly I do for her.  She then proceeded to tell me everything she thinks she does for me.  She plays with me, she cuddles with me, she gives me hugs and kisses all of the time... she listed these things like she did them out of pity for me.  I yelled some more... Taylor came out of her room, smiled and said "did you really just yell at Carly, you just made my whole week"  She acts like I never get on to Carly.  I have a feeling that I am going to be making Taylor really happy in the future.  Carly seems to be developing quite the attitude. 
                                                              

                                                                    
What am I going to do when I dont have a baby to baby anymore?  If you listen real closely, you will here the crumble sound of my heart....

But she said.....

                                                           
As I sat across from my son's kindergarten teacher, I felt myself growing anxious.  What could he have done to warrant this meeting?

"Mam, we had an incident today that we need to discuss with you.  James told me that he had a crush on his friend Kelly, and asked how he should handle it.  I told him to treat her like a gentleman, show respect and honor.  He ran outside and jumped on top of her knocking her down."

"James, What do you have to say for yourself?"

"Mom, I did just what she said and jumped ~on her~!"



This is my 100word entry for http://www.velvetverbosity.com/ .  This weeks word is honor.

Becoming Her

Have you ever woken up one day and realize that everything you thought and felt growing up has changed?  Have you ever asked yourself this question?  When did it happen? When did I change?  When did I become her (or him)?  I'm talking about, When did I become my mom?

Rewind:
I am going to go back a littlebit to explain what I mean.  When I was a child my mom was aweful... She was the type of mom that made me do the stupidest things..  She made life hard on a kid... I mean, how dare she make me eat those yucky veggies, brush my teeth, do my homework..  The worst of things was when she made me clean my room.  She was a monster! 
                                            
                                                               
I remember when I would come home with a bad grade, talk back to her or just not do what I was told, she would ground me. Why would anyone do that to their child. She obviously didn't love me.  Did I mention how stupid she was? She didnt understand anything I was going through.  If she did she would have let me do what I wanted to do!  My sister was her favorite.  She was the perfect kid.. Mom gave her EVERYTHING... Why did she bother having me, she should have just has April first...  (April, you are not allowed to comment on this part).   When I have kids, I will show her how to be a parent.  I will do things differently.  I'll show her...






Fast Forward:

Now, I am a mom of 3.  I first noticed the change about 3 years ago.  It was a small thing really.  Taylor (age 13) came up to me and asked if she could walk around the mall with her friends. I said no.. I didnt even have to think about it.  This conversation became a big ordeal.  There was screaming. Then it happened:   

Tay: (yelling) "My friends parents let them do it"
Me: (yelling)  "I'm not your friends mother"  

I stopped immediatly after saying this and went to my room.  I caught my breathe and whispered to myself. Lord, Please don't make me start to think that she might be right.  My mom just cant be right.  Several things have happened since then that have been just as bad.  I make my kids eat their veggies, brush their teeth and do their homework.  And yes, I even make them clean their room.  I have been known to say "Because I said so".  When Tay responded that because is not an answer, I calmly explained to her that "I am the mom, and since I make the rules, because is all of the answer she needs.

So Mom, now, I am the stupid one. You really did know (almost) everything. I however, know nothing..  If you dont believe me just ask Tay...

Thats all it takes...

Flashing lights.  Screaming.

"Help me, Somebody, Anybody. Why arent you listening to me?"

"He's jammed between the car and the sign."

"We're going to have to cut him out"

"Get the oxygen on him"

"Has anyone seen my baby? Thats his car."

"Im standing right in front of you, why can't you see me? That guy is dead, I'm alive. Why aren't you helping me?"

"Wait! Is that me? How?"

"NO! This is not happening. How can I be there, when I'm right here?"

"This isn't right, I was careful. I stopped early."

"It was just a few harmless drinks"


*Bloggers note: This is my entry for @velvetverbosity 100 word challange. The word is harmless.
http://www.velvetverbosity.com/

Tattoos Anonymous

I think I might have an addiction.  This isnt something that therapy can help me with, not something that rehab can help with.  Its just something that has to be, something that I have to learn to live with.

Hello, My name is Deana and I am addicted to tattoos.

I got my first tattoo in October of 2008.  I was scared out of my mind. I hate, hate, and hate pain.  Lance reassured me that it would not hurt.  I told him that he was crazy.  I choose to get the chinese symbol for love on my right thigh.  I remember sitting in the chair, squeezing his hand and almost crying. Then the tattoo artist started. About 10 seconds after he started, I let go of Lance's hand and said "is that all?, That dosen't hurt."  I knew at that time I had to have another one.

                                                                

It took me awhile to decide what I wanted the next one to be.  I looked, and looked. Then one day I went to the tattoo shop with Lance.  I saw a beautiful butterfly that the artist had drawn. Thats what I wanted.  This one was placed between my shoulder blades. It had the initals of my three daughters on it.  I knew I had to have another one. 

                                                                         

I knew what I wanted.  I knew I couldn't afford it.  It had alot of detail.  I carried the picture around with me for over a year.  It was three flowers.  Two of the flowers are the same, with one bigger than the other.  They represent Taylor and Lyla.  They are alot alike.  The smallest flower represents Carly.  She is nothing like the other two.  The largest flower had Taylors favorite color purple around the outline.  The middle flower had Lylas favorite color blue shaded in, and the smallest flower has Carlys favorite color gold in the center.  I went to that tattoo shop that night expecting to just get something pretty and small. I showed the picture of my flowers to the artist and he said he would do it for less than half of what everyone else had quoted me.  As you can imagine, I was thrilled!  It was placed on my left shoulder.

                                                                           

I am already planning my next. Any ideas of what it should be?
Hello, My name is Deana and I am addicted to tattoos.

Fancy Awards and Such

Wow... I've never won anything before. This is exciting! Last night I was having dinner at Applebee's with my wonderful husband and I got an email from a new friend I met through twitter. Her name is Jana and her blog is http://janasthinkingplace.com/ .  The email said "click on this link I gave you an award". So thanks Jana! Now its my turn to return the favor.

The award is called the Stylish Blogger award: Here are the rules:

Here are my responsibilities:
1. Thank and link back to the blogger who gave you the award. (done)
2. Share 5 things about yourself.
3. Award 5 recently discovered great bloggers.
4. Contact these bloggers and tell them about the award.
So here are five things you’re all DYING to know about me.

1) I am a chef. I love to cook. I can take any recipe and change it into the yummiest thing you have ever tasted.  Try me: Tell me what you want to cook and I will send you one of my personal recipe's.
2) There are times when I am watching the Disney Channel and I look up and notice that the kids aren't in the room. Yes, I admit it.  I watch kids shows.
3) I cry over everything. Even commercials. The Publix ones are the worse. I start bawling as soon as they come on.
4) As of last night I have 3 tattoos! They are becoming an addiction for me. 
5)I have worked for a vet for 15 years now. (not the same one).  I love animals!


My bloggers I want you to check out that I’m awarding this prestigious award to are…

1) Bethy... http://raisingryder.wordpress.com/  She is a new mom to a handsome baby boy. She is learning as she goes and keeping a record of it! I know you will enjoy it as much as I do.

2) Melisa...  http://dreamersdream05.blogspot.com/ She is training to run the peachtree roadrace this July and she is keeping us up to day with her thoughts. The ups and the downs.  Enjoy!

3) John... http://counselorga.blogspot.com/ He is an actuall counselor and he writes alot on family and how to stay a family. He has a great point of view and he makes me think alot about the way I do things.

4)  June... http://juneinjanuary.blogspot.com/ . She is a wonderful woman with a terrific christian look at things. She is a very talented writer.

5) Tara... http://thinspiralnotebook.wordpress.com/ she's not new, but shes new to me! I look forward to reading her blogs as well as her 100 word entries.  I know you will love her!


Congratulations to all the winners! Enjoy your awards!

Really? Credentials?

                                                                                    

Ugh... The sound of the alarm going off couldn't have come at a worse time.  I have my best ideas when I'm sleeping.  As a struggling student, I need all the help I can get.  Mr. Cates, my pushy english teacher has decided we should become bloggers.  It dosent matter that I know nothing about computers.  One of his bright ideas is to have us do this silly 100 words blog.  He assigns a word that has to be used. This weeks word is credentials.   Goodness, I'm only in 8th grade. What will I ever use this junk for anyway?



Bloggers note: This is my entry in @velvetverbosity #100words challange.. This weeks word is credentials.
http://www.velvetverbosity.com/

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

 

Friendship, Love and all that globbery gloop.

I'm sure that everyone that's reading this has at least 1 friend or 1 person in their life that they love or have loved.  In this blog, I am going to tell you what I think makes a good friend. and what it really means to love someone. Think of it as a how to and how not to blog.

                                                                          
Friends:

I have had many friends throughout my 33 years. Some have been worth it and some I wish would have never been.  It would be easy for me to sit and list my friends from best to worst.  I dont think that would be wise.  I will, however, tell you the good and bad qualities of those friends... 
Lets start with good qualities.  I have 1 friend who is a great listener.  When I am being stupid, she says "Bo, you are being stupid".  When I do something well, she says " Good Job, Bo". When I am complaining she tells me to get over it and helps me solve the issue.  She doesnt hide behind pleasantries. She is honest with me to a fault. To me, this makes the best kind of friend.  I just hope I am as good of a friend to her.  I have other friends that are wonderful as well, they are loyal, honest and there when I need them.  I am lucky to have them all.
Now for the bad qualities.  I have witnessed this in my life and recently with people I see on a day to day basis.  Dont say anything negative about someone unless you are willing to say it to their face.  I have witnessed alot of "behind the back talking" lately.  You know the type, I will be your best friend today, but whisper, whisper to the other person how much that person screws up.  To me this is cowardly behavior.  If you dont want to be friends with someone, dont.  It will make everyones life easier in the long run. I would rather be upset now because someone doesnt want to be my friend than invest my time and get hurt.

                                                                              
Loves:

This one is easier than you think.. For couples: Do not lie or cheat.  I told my husband (and this wont ever happen) If you ever feel the need to cheat, just leave before you do it. I have been cheated on in the past and if the person who cheated had just left first, It would have made things so much easier.  Liars always get caught.  It may not be today or tomorrow, but it will happen.  Be sure of it.  When you do find that special person that you want to spend your life with, treat them like they are the most important part of your life.  That person deserves the best of you.  In return, they will treat you the same.  For families: be there for one another, do not judge, be patient and supportive no matter what.  The most important thing is to always be forgiving.  People arent perfect.  I have seen people push their siblings or parents off to the side and ruin those relationships.  In the end, when those people are alone (and they will be because blood is thicker than water) They will rethink their naive actions. Just hope its not to late.

                                                                   
Its important to just be kind... My mantra is " Treat others as you want to be treated"  People deserve to be treated as they treat others.  Its that simple.  How do you treat people?

Invincible, Just maybe...

                                                                           
A cough, it started with a cough...

Call 1:  "Mom, calm down,whats wrong"
            "They found a brain tumor"
            "How did a chest xray turn into a head tumor"
            "just get here"
             Silence....

Call 2: "This is Aprils sister"
           "I'm sorry, she rushed out, If you need any...
            Silence...

Call 3: I think I called work, maybe...

Walking into that room, I'll never forget.

"Hey, Hun... Everything will be fine..." He smiled to reassure me.

I spoke to the nurse.  She said my dad, the invincible, had stage 4 lung cancer and a brain tumor.

He had 6 months...
Silence...
          

*Bloggers note: This is my contribution to @velvetverbosity 's 100 word challenge at http://velvetverbosity.com/ . This weeks word is invincible.  I also wanted everyone to know that my dad is a survivor. Its been 7 years and he is still going strong.

Pets have feelings to

                                                                                 
Those of you that know me know that I love my family. I have three beautiful girls and a wonderful husband. There is 1 member of my family who dosent get mentioned as much as he should. My son Buddy.  Yes, he is of a different species, and yes he has 4 legs.  He is a golden retriever.  Just because he is a dog, dosent mean that he is any less a family member.  I joke that my husband would get rid of me and the girls before he would get rid of Buddy, but I think there is some truth to that. 

I have worked in the vet field for 14 1/2 years now.  I have learned that although there are many different types of pets, there are only 3 different types of owners.

The first type of owner I am going to discuss is probably the least common:  I feel like I am apart of this group along with a few good friends of mine. These owners arent owners, they are parents.  Their pets are their children.  As a mom of human children, I take them to have their vaccines as required. As a mom of a 4 legged child, I take him to have his vaccines as required. I feed him, love him and treat him like he is my child. He lives indoors with us, he eats 2 meals a day.  He plays outside an appropriate amount of time and he does not stay out in the rain or snow. Although he does have a very comfortable bed, he sometimes sleeps on my bed. Sometimes I think he acts like he dosent know what I'm saying when I tell him to move.  I think he uses the "dog" thing to his advantage.

                                                             

The next type of owner I'm going to discuss is the most common.  They are good owners. they feed and take care of their pets. The bring their pets to the Dr when needed. They have their family and their pet.  There is nothing wrong with this type of owner.  These pets are very lucky to have a family to take care of them.

I cant even discuss the next type of owner without getting a little sensitive so I will do my best. If you do not have intentions of caring for a pet the way it needs, you should not be a pet owner.  To many times I hear, "its just a dog". There is no such thing as a free pet.  Vaccines cost money (yes, they are needed. no, they are not invented for the vet to make money).  Alot of research time and money go into developing vaccines to make sure that your pet stays safe.  Its funny when I hear people say, "my pet never goes outside". I want to say in return "well, how did it get here then".  But I dont.  Something that people need to remember is that pets have feelings to. They hurt, they love, they cry and they cuddle. They dont deserve anything less that love and kindness.  They need to be treated like you would want to be treated.

                                                                                   
Just one last thing: If you have a pet, you need to love it. If you dont have a pet and feel that you could love it, there are many sweet loving pets that need homes. If you are not sure about keeping one long term, consider fostering.  A dear friend of mine is fostering the cutest little min pin I have ever seen. I would love to get you intouch with an adoption center or a rescue organization.  Please consider.

The Music Snob

If you know my husband you would know that he calls himself a music snob.  That is a fitting name for him.  Keep in mind that being a music snob does not actually make you smart when it comes to music.  Some of the music he listens to just isnt good.  Not to me anyway.  Thats the point of this blog.  Every song that you hear on the radio is a great song, to somebody. 

When I was young my mother was a country music fan.  I would have given anything to listen to anything besides Conway Twitty's "hello darlin".  I started listening to bands like Poison and Bon Jovi.  My mom used to tell me that their music was just a bunch of noise.  Maybe it was, but with some of their songs comes memories. 

Their are many things that go into making a good song. The Lyrics, the notes, the artists preforming. The most important quality that makes a good song is the memory it gives to someone.  Trisha Yearwood said it best with "The song remembers when".

As an adult, I am a fan of many genres of music.  When I am in the car, or alone I turn on the radio really loud and sing along to most of the songs. Country music is probably one of my favorites.  When I hear the classic country like Loretta Lynn, Dolly Parton,George Jones, and Johnny Cash I smile because it takes me back to when I was a child. My mom and I dancing around the living room and having a great time. (I still do not like Conway)                                           

                                                                         

People laugh today when I tell them that I am still a HUGE New Kids on the Block fan.  I can still remember the first time I heard them.  The first time I saw their video on t.v was the day after I found out that my parents were divorcing.  Instead of moping around, I focused on the New Kids.  Listening to their music and concentrating on them, helped me through one of the hardest parts of my life.  They helped me through moving from Lilburn to Buford the summer before my 7th grade year, and starting a new school where I didnt know anyone.  So yes, I am still a New Kids fan.

                                                                        
I am just as guilty of making fun of people for liking certain music. My 14 year old LOVES Taylor Swift. I dont get it.  All of her songs sound exactly the same.  Her voice is whiny and she does not have very good stage presence. Yet, Tay still loves her.  So, I humor her and let her listen to her in the car and hang the posters up on the wall.  I know that one day she hear a Taylor Swift song and look back on a fond memory.

                                                                               
My niece Isabella LOVES Justin Bieber.  Ok. thats just wrong.  No good memories can come from that one.

I would love to hear a song that has a memory from you!

The behavior poll

Growing up I was always told "Treat others as you want to be treated".  Now that I have kids of my own, I try and teach them that same rule.  When I go out, whether it be to the grocery store or to visit friends, my kids are very well behaved. Now, please understand. My kids arent perfect, they act out. But they understand that when we are outside of the home, there is a way to behave.  They have learned this from 2 different ways. 1) From my words and 2) From my actions.  When they are out with me, they see me act like an adult and treat everyone I encounter with respect. 

Unfortunatly, not everyone believes that good behavior is important.  I'm not sure when it happened. Was there a new law passed, did the social etiquette that I was taught growing up get laughed out of exsistance? It seems that now, the proper way to act is as follows:

If you want something for free, bully the person or business you want it from.  In fact, I will walk you through the steps.  Walk into the business of your choice.  Tell the first customer service reps that you see that their policies do not matter to you because you know everything about their line of business.  Next, spend 30 minutes talking to them going over products and services you will receive.  After you receive those products and services, tell them in a very rude, hateful, loud voice that you will NOT pay for those services or products because you did not ok them. Next, tell them that their prices are extremly high and you are made of money. Last but not least, when the owner or supervisor come over to assist you, then smile and act like you are hurt that anyone would think you are being unreasonable. You would never act out like that.

Of course the above paragraph was entirely sarcasam, but people really do act this way. I saw a cashier get yelled at the other day because the guy buying cigarettes was upset that the price went up 10 cents. He yelled at her very loudly. This behavior confuses me.  It can't possibly make them feel better to make someone else feel aweful.  What does it accomplish? 

Please comment and let me know how you feel about this subject. I would love to have people from both sides answer so that I can have a better understanding.

That day

                                                                          

I didn't know that when they placed her into my arms 18 years ago, that it would hurt this bad. No one prepared me to feel like I was being stabbed in the heart.  I couldn't stall any longer.  I put the last suitcase in the trunk.  She looked at me with tears in her eyes.  There were so many words that we needed to say but she wanted to be on time for her first day of college.  She hugged me quickly and got in.  As I turned to go inside she yelled, "Mom, I love you". I wept.



Bloggers note: This is my 100 word entry for http://velvetverbosity.com/. This weeks word is stabbed.

going home

She was surrounded by an antagonistic energy as she continued down secluded dirt road. It had been twenty years since she last set foot into the abandoned old cabin that she grew up in. Cayla knew that the moment she arrived, the memories she had worked so hard to erase would come flooding back.  Standing there, looking at the home she once loved, she took a breath, closed her eyes and ascended the stairs. At that moment she felt a hand gently slip into hers.Thats when she knew that the spirit of her sister would always be her protecter.



*Bloggers note: This is my first entry for @velvetverbosity 's 100 word challenge located at http://www.velvetverbosity.com/