Hello, My Long Lost Friend

Whoa, is that the smell of Pledge again? 

Things have gotten rather dusty around these parts.  Life happens. Blogging took a back seat, then was completely booted from my moving vehicle. 

Let’s catch up on a few things:

·         I miss blogging.  Every so often, I find myself drafting posts in my head, although I haven’t written here in ages.  (Who knows, maybe I’ll spark things up again on a regular basis.)

·         I no longer visit my blog feed.  It got out of control and overwhelming, and then the reader I used ceased to exist.  I was too lazy and too over-scheduled to figure something new out.

·         The girls are growing like weeds.  School is happening.  They are thriving.  My entertainment on a daily basis come from them.  My most favorite thing about being their mom is hearing several times a day “Mama, I love you sooooo much”.  Eating up every last word of it before they are hormonal teenagers.

·         My family is amazing.  They are super stars, really.  Always so very supportive of the girls and I.

·         Work is work.  My “new” job isn’t so new anymore.  I’m happy here.  I wish I had the “get-up-and-go” enthusiasm that I had early in my career, fresh out of college.

·         We now have two fuzzy felines.  Dogs are no longer in the picture (and I miss them on occasion).

That about sums it up!

Now that the dust bunnies are running for cover, I might try to squeeze in some quick time for quick posts.  If nothing else, I actually do like looking back time and again at the old things I wrote.

A Little Pledge, As in the Cleaner

I'm itching to dust off this old blog of mine!  The dust bunnies are more like dust elephants.

I think I mentally needed the break from writing.  I wasn't sure what I wanted to write, felt like I was guarded in speaking my true feelings, wasn't sure what direction I should head, excuses, etc, excuses. 

Over the last few weeks, I've thought about this space a few times.  I miss it.   I might just need to bring it back.  Not for anyone else but me.

I want to participate in First Days, write about big events (like The Older One learning to ride on two wheels), and sad events (like the passing of my old dog), and family events (like the fact that I'm going to finally be an aunt). 

Life goes by too quickly, and I've got a crappy memory as it is, so I need to jot down the memories here and there.

Here's to a little Spring Cleaning.

First Day - October 2012

Once again, my lazy bum only snapped iPhone photos for the first of this month.

If you want to participate in the First Day posts, visit Josie to Journey and link up!

New Leaf

Today is my last day at my contract job.  I actually really enjoyed my time with the client and all the wonderful people I got to work with (we won't mention some of the not-so-wonderful people though).  I was with the client for almost two full years.  

I went back to work when The Youngest was just three months old.  And now I'm shaking my head saying "I can't believe she's already two!"  When I went back to work, I was lugging a pump back and forth with me each day.  Thankfully, that pump is long gone now and that little "baby" happily feeds herself everything with a "I do it".

Within a few short weeks after I went back to work, I found out some sad information and my marriage completely crumbled beyond repair.  Quite honestly, I went back to work feeling that the end was near (not knowing some of the nitty-gritty reasons) and that I would need to support myself.  Thankfully, that chapter is closed.  I can look back on it and be ever-so-thankful that my manager became a very dear friend and was so supportive and understanding through my rocky months at work.  On days that I barely had the energy to enter my login credentials, she was there with advice and a coffee.

It really is amazing how much can change in the course of two short years - good and bad.  Think back on where you were at two years ago.  You'll likely feel a lot has changed too.  The good thing about the changes, whether good or bad, is that those changes are little life lessons we all can grow from if we choose to do so.

Now, as I close another little chapter and embark on a new one (after a week break between jobs), I hope I will remember that each little challenge or change is a lesson as it is happening.  That I recognize it as it's happening and not after.  That I realize and appreciate it as a learning opportunity.  And that I do it with much less anxiety.  Because when I look back at a two year span - the good, the bad, and the ugly - none of it was so unbearable thanks to the support of family and friends.

Not quite sure where I planned to go with my random thoughts about anticipating my new position.  It's a happy/sad thing.  Sad to leave my co-workers and a very flexible position.  Happy to be starting something fresh with the opportunity to shine.

Over the Shoulder Boulder Holder

I haven't purchased a proper in bra for myself in quite some time.  I've been wearing older ones that are quite ill fitting.  After two pregnancies and two plus years of breastfeeding and some extra weight still lingering, I knew it was time to go see the professionals.  

When my oldest was about two years old, I lost a lot of weight and was back to my pre-pregnancy bra size - even if my ta-tas were not the cute little perky things of the past.

Now that my youngest is two, I'm due to loose a lot of baby weight yet again.  I'm in between bra sizes too.  Not fitting into my little bras, and not quite fitting into the bras I wore when I was done breastfeeding.

Anyway, I walked into a proper bra store this weekend.  It's a store that women who usually have to special order specific bra sizes go to (i.e. my mom and my oldest sister).  I've been there before, but decided to go back again and get properly fitted.  Haha!  When she told me what I measured, I laughed out loud.  The size is one that when you hear it, you picture some voluptuous lingerie model.  That I definitely am not!!!  

After delivering two kids and losing some modesty, it no longer bothered me that the shop owner came into the fitting room to check my fit and re-position my ta-tas in each bra I tried on.  (I did have flash backs though from when I was in the same shop when I was sixteen and the thought of some strange women touching my ta-tas had me near a nervous breakdown!)

I actually walked out with a "different" size than what I measured.  The most important thing is that it's comfortable.  And I'm not longer falling out of my bra or barely filling a cup.  And the girls are happy.  The ta-ta girls.  My offspring could care less.  

First Day - September 2012

Now I know first day is supposed to be all about pictures, but I have an excuse this time!  The first part of my day was spent at a bra shop getting fitted.  It probably wouldn't have been appropriate to post pictures of that!  And the last part of my day was spent getting sick in my friend's yard because of a killer migraine!  So the pictures for the day are limited.  The day had potential, but I failed at making it a picture success.

Collage is all Instagram pics.  Other two were from when I managed to pick up my camera for a moment between bouts of nauseousness (and color is way off, but oh well).

If you want to participate in the First Day posts, visit Josie to Journey and link up!

Not Your Typical Hallmark

I remember first getting on the some ecards site many years ago. The cards made me giggle then, and it's sad to say that I still find the sick humor of these electronic cards rather humorous, even when I see one on practically every other post on Facebook.  One day when I'm old and gray and Facebook is a thing of the past like vinyl records, I will likely say, "Remember those eCards? Man, that was some funny sh!t!"  

Here are a few I've especially chuckled at lately :)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

What are some of your favorites?