| Something you didn't know about me- Tuesday edition |
Well... I've always wished that I was a dancer. I mean, a trained dancer. I love dance. I took ballroom dancing lessons in college and I had people ask if I took ballet. I would always reply "no." I secretly longed to be a graceful dancer. Maybe I wouldn't have been so ackward and clumsy. I would dance constantly. I love music and choreograph things in my mind. Oh well. I get such a kick out of watching AnsLeigh dance. Now what her *not* want to continue to dance. go figure. So far though, she loves it.
That's my revelation for the day. |
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| I'm here |
Howdy! Last time I blogged on here, I was awaited Baby #3's arrival. Well she was born December 22nd. She is 6 months old today. WOW!!
She is our last baby, so I am enjoying all her baby moments even more now.
So... now I want to get into shape. I was thin my entire life until about 9 years ago. It's just so overwhelming. I love food. I have my entire life though. However, I was wayyyy more active. I walked everywhere. I didn't have a car until I was married. I walked probably miles a day, especially in college, when I was at my thinnest.
However, there is no where that is suitable to walk around here. Now it's summertime and hot. UGH.. What's a girl to do? |
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| Shame, Shame, Shame on Me |
I've been very neglectful of this blog. So sorry.
I'm waiting for this baby to arrive. I'm sure then I'll have LOTS to blog about.
Forgive me. |
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| Just a little stroll... |
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Originally uploaded by spamymom
I was looking through some old photographs. Here is Kieran at his First birthday party. Wow. Time has flown. He's so cute!! Look at those cheeks, that hair. You'd never know by looking at him today that he was ever a chunky baby, but he was.
Look how young Sean looked. :) hehe
Thanks for strolling with me. |
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| 15 weeks |
Oh my goodness. I can't believe that I'm 15 weeks already. Next thing I know school will be starting and then it'll be time for the baby to get here.
We need to really pinpoint some names. We did go browsing around the store today looking at baby things. After almost 4 years, I feel out of the loop. There's some really cool stuff out these days. Better start saving my pennies. :) |
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| To the lady at the grocery store parking lot today... |
I dedicate this entry to the lady who got upset about a parking spot at the grocery store. We were *BOTH* waiting for a parking spot and I was in a better position and I took it. She honked and pulled up behind me and her oh-so-wonderful teenage daughter decides to call me a "B." And she whines about how long she's waited for that spot and how I'm so nice. Well, yes I am. I am a nice person. :)
It's a GROCERY STORE. Not the day after Thanksgiving and we're trying to get a parking spot at a retail store. Big deal. It happens everyday, I've lost parking spots before. I get over it. I find another spot. I don't find it necessary to pull up behind them and speak with them.
So lady at the grocery store. Sorry I didn't engage in a wonderfully witty conversation with you. So I kept on past you leaving you looking crazy and having bystanders stare at YOU.
So sorry I didn't run over your daughter with the grocery cart like I truly wanted to when she purposedly stopped in front of me to say "Oops, did I get in your way." I went right past her to the line and checked in at the extremely short checkout line. :)
So sorry you didn't get the confrontation you were wanting. Hope you have a great day. I hope you enjoyed your walk to your parking spot because I sure did enjoy the quick stroll to my spot. :) |
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| The Extra puzzle piece |
That's how I'm feeling lately. The one that doesn't fit. The complete realization hit me tonight. I was completely excited about attending a homegroup that I was invited to through some friends at church. I go there with family and all and the people are so nice. I'm the only one with small children though, but okay. Well, since my children can't stop coming in and out even though I have them all set up to with a video, coloring books, crayons, toys and my son insists on shoving his Speed Racer toy in everyone's face, I decide it's time to leave. This is all happening before it got started. It really bummed me out. It was the one thing I had been looking forward to all week long. I don't have weekend nights anymore since the hubby works. Monday nights are dance class for Miss A. So I only have Tuesday and Wednesday night.
So afterwards I just go home and go to bed. I'm just so deflated. It comes to me. I DON'T FIT.
My whole life I haven't fit anywhere. I love my family, but I've always been the one who sticks out like a sore thumb- let's not even talking about extended family.
School wise- I was always the goody two-shoes. I remember the first time I cussed in front of my friends and you could literally hear a pin drop ( even though they cussed much more than me), I get all the shocked looks and "why did you say that"
I wasn't a party girl in school. My idea of fun was sitting around at someone's house and watching videos, going out to eat, shopping (on a very limited budget). I didn't find that very much.
Back in my early college years in my many attempts to fit in I joined a sorority. You would have thought I'd join an historically black sorority. Did I? Nope. I didn't know anyone and how to get any information. So I join the another sorority. Did I fit there- nope.
Then I finish college later in life and I definitely didn't fit there.
Now in my adult life, I've never found a church where I fit and I keep expecting to fit somewhere. Isn't that stupid?
Left our recent church after almost 3 years. I could literally walk in and out of a service without seeing anyone I knew and I was active and volunteered.
So on the search goes, found one that I'm interested in, but Mr. K is the only boy in his class and the youngest in that class too.
Let's not even get started on the career front. My stomach literally gets into knots thinking about it.
It's all so frustrating. I just feel like giving up.
I know church too most people is just a building, but it's not to me. It's a body of believers joining together to share their lives. I always recall the scriptures about how we are the body. Well, lately I feel like a hair follicle or an eyebrow hair, last year I felt like a toenail. But at least a toenail has a pretty important position.
I can see why some people are recluses. Many this is what my life is. Even Jesus had 12 friends and 3 very close friends that He took during his most difficult and dark hour. I can't even say I have 2 friends like that.
I'm not a horrible person. I promise.
So I had the worst night sleep ever tonight. I'm so looking forward to what today will bring. Yeah... notice the sarcasm. I just want to sit and bawl and eat and bawl and scream until something changes, but I don't know what.
There, I wrote it. I don't feel any better, but I wrote it. |
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Name: Astreia
Home: Texas, United States
About Me: I've been sewing for less than 5 years. I'm married, with 3 kids and teach. I find time to sew after the kids go to bed. It's my therapy!
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