Sun Rays

My posts have been so depressing lately that I thought I'd post something fun and upbeat for a change. Check out my new makeup bag!

Isn't it just the cutest thing you ever did see? And to think I used a Sephora bag - the kind you get when you buy something - for the last year all in unknown anticipation of this little cutie. Maybe it was just because I didn't want to spend the money on something I didn't love but that's beside the point.

AND check out my finally found-a-blush-I-love blush, with such an appropriate name - Sheer Emotion

How fun! I just found something new on my super nifty little makeup bag. An extra full zipper pocket in front that has a space for pencils, a pocket for more fun stuff and another zippered clear pocket for whatever. Yay for unexpected surprises!

Blech

Have you ever come across someone who's just blatantly rude? Like they are having a bad day all day, every day. So short and uncaring that you just want to pop them. And they make you feel so small and worthless that you just want to crawl into a corner. Why are there people like that in the world?

Here's the scenario:
Me, calling my optometrist in Austin where I got my contacts for the glasses prescription with a long elaborate story of why I need it faxed to me, not the place where we are going to get the glasses, which they had previously said they wouldn't do.

So here I go launching into my story and she cuts me short with: What do you want me to do?

Me, taken aback: Fax it to me!!

Her: Is this your info?

Me: Yes.

Her: Okay. What's the fax number?

Me: Phone #.

Her: Okay. Click.

Me: Huh?

This is the same lady that wouldn't listen when I insisted if my contacts didn't come in before Tuesday that they would have to ship them to California. She just kept cutting me short and concentrating on the fact it would depend on when they shipped them to determine if they would come before Tuesday. Turns out I ended up waiting a month and a half for them. I absolutely love the doctor and every.single.other.person in that office otherwise I would switch just on account of her. I just hope she gets what's coming to her one of these days and starts to second guess the way she deals with people.

Sun Rays

My posts have been so depressing lately that I thought I'd post something fun and upbeat for a change. Check out my new makeup bag!

Isn't it just the cutest thing you ever did see? And to think I used a Sephora bag - the kind you get when you buy something - for the last year all in unknown anticipation of this little cutie. Maybe it was just because I didn't want to spend the money on something I didn't love but that's beside the point.

AND check out my finally found-a-blush-I-love blush, with such an appropriate name - Sheer Emotion

How fun! I just found something new on my super nifty little makeup bag. An extra full zipper pocket in front that has a space for pencils, a pocket for more fun stuff and another zippered clear pocket for whatever. Yay for unexpected surprises!

Blech

Have you ever come across someone who's just blatantly rude? Like they are having a bad day all day, every day. So short and uncaring that you just want to pop them. And they make you feel so small and worthless that you just want to crawl into a corner. Why are there people like that in the world?

Here's the scenario:
Me, calling my optometrist in Austin where I got my contacts for the glasses prescription with a long elaborate story of why I need it faxed to me, not the place where we are going to get the glasses, which they had previously said they wouldn't do.

So here I go launching into my story and she cuts me short with: What do you want me to do?

Me, taken aback: Fax it to me!!

Her: Is this your info?

Me: Yes.

Her: Okay. What's the fax number?

Me: Phone #.

Her: Okay. Click.

Me: Huh?

This is the same lady that wouldn't listen when I insisted if my contacts didn't come in before Tuesday that they would have to ship them to California. She just kept cutting me short and concentrating on the fact it would depend on when they shipped them to determine if they would come before Tuesday. Turns out I ended up waiting a month and a half for them. I absolutely love the doctor and every.single.other.person in that office otherwise I would switch just on account of her. I just hope she gets what's coming to her one of these days and starts to second guess the way she deals with people.

Dear Kiddos,

Last week Daddy came to the conclusion that we would need to be here in California longer than we have thought recently. Somebody mentioned a target date for April which would have been a total of 6 months that we were out here. Now it's been pushed back to the end of the year or so which would be the total year that was somewhere in the original plans. I am somewhat coming to grips with this. I was holding on to the April date because it was so soon and I couldn't wait to get back and continue our family life back in Texas.

Now I realize I have to stop putting our family on hold and create a family life out here, however temporary this home is. I love being here and I love seeing you guys enjoy your grandparents and aunts and uncles and cousins so much. But there is so much going on here that is not your lot to deal with, and I don't want you to have to. Maybe someday if it's your choice, but I'm not going to subject you to it by my choice. Today driving home on the freeway I saw a man with his truck pulled over on the side of the road. He was hanging a sign from the back of it that said "Cops are Terrorists". Santa Cruz is a very "free" thinking city and I'm afraid always will be. My philosophy is just because you think it doesn't mean you have to do it and instead of concentrating on what you don't like, encourage the things you love and concentrate on those. Grandma has always said you will become like what you hate and I have found that to be so true. If you can take away that element, and only hate the esence of evil, you are free to concentrate on the things that you love and want to be.

That is the kind of environment I want us to be in, particulary me because it encourages me to be the best mother I can be for you, and the best wife to your Daddy. I want you to be in that environment too, so that you are free to be who you want to be. And not overloaded with so much stimulants that you don't even know who you want to be. We were able to create that environment in Texas and I look forward to the day we return. I miss the days we've had there previously and am sad you both will probably not remember many of those days. But we will have many pictures, and many memories, and I look forward to making new ones, wonderful, peaceful, relaxing ones. Both here and back in Texas.

I love you guys.

Mommy

Dear Kiddos,

Last week Daddy came to the conclusion that we would need to be here in California longer than we have thought recently. Somebody mentioned a target date for April which would have been a total of 6 months that we were out here. Now it's been pushed back to the end of the year or so which would be the total year that was somewhere in the original plans. I am somewhat coming to grips with this. I was holding on to the April date because it was so soon and I couldn't wait to get back and continue our family life back in Texas.

Now I realize I have to stop putting our family on hold and create a family life out here, however temporary this home is. I love being here and I love seeing you guys enjoy your grandparents and aunts and uncles and cousins so much. But there is so much going on here that is not your lot to deal with, and I don't want you to have to. Maybe someday if it's your choice, but I'm not going to subject you to it by my choice. Today driving home on the freeway I saw a man with his truck pulled over on the side of the road. He was hanging a sign from the back of it that said "Cops are Terrorists". Santa Cruz is a very "free" thinking city and I'm afraid always will be. My philosophy is just because you think it doesn't mean you have to do it and instead of concentrating on what you don't like, encourage the things you love and concentrate on those. Grandma has always said you will become like what you hate and I have found that to be so true. If you can take away that element, and only hate the esence of evil, you are free to concentrate on the things that you love and want to be.

That is the kind of environment I want us to be in, particulary me because it encourages me to be the best mother I can be for you, and the best wife to your Daddy. I want you to be in that environment too, so that you are free to be who you want to be. And not overloaded with so much stimulants that you don't even know who you want to be. We were able to create that environment in Texas and I look forward to the day we return. I miss the days we've had there previously and am sad you both will probably not remember many of those days. But we will have many pictures, and many memories, and I look forward to making new ones, wonderful, peaceful, relaxing ones. Both here and back in Texas.

I love you guys.

Mommy

IM Conver's

What's the deal with this?

her (my sis): BOO
me: what?
her: I'm at my friend's
me: she went to get my son
her: for me
me: why?
her: cuz
her: just cuz
her: its our secret
her: : D
me: hm
her: she went to get coffe
her: ee
me: eee
me: oh
me: yum
me: i could use some right now
her: yeah
her: right
her: my thighs are as small as my friend's
me: what ar eyou doing?
her: we measured w/ our hands
me: but how small are they compared to no one?
her: maybe mine squash better tho : D not very small compared to nothing
her: :P
me: ah you still compare
her: i will always, i am freakin' female
her: and you do too, but now you keep it a secret, which is your freakin' deal....ok talk to you later miz perfection
me: females don't always

I suppose I could've been nicer but I'm freakin' PMSing. And so. sick. of hearing herself compared to her friends or to somebody this or somebody that. I really don't freakin' care. Feel good for yourself and then you won't have to feel the need to be 'better than' everyone else.

IM Conver's

What's the deal with this?

her (my sis): BOO
me: what?
her: I'm at my friend's
me: she went to get my son
her: for me
me: why?
her: cuz
her: just cuz
her: its our secret
her: : D
me: hm
her: she went to get coffe
her: ee
me: eee
me: oh
me: yum
me: i could use some right now
her: yeah
her: right
her: my thighs are as small as my friend's
me: what ar eyou doing?
her: we measured w/ our hands
me: but how small are they compared to no one?
her: maybe mine squash better tho : D not very small compared to nothing
her: :P
me: ah you still compare
her: i will always, i am freakin' female
her: and you do too, but now you keep it a secret, which is your freakin' deal....ok talk to you later miz perfection
me: females don't always

I suppose I could've been nicer but I'm freakin' PMSing. And so. sick. of hearing herself compared to her friends or to somebody this or somebody that. I really don't freakin' care. Feel good for yourself and then you won't have to feel the need to be 'better than' everyone else.