Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Good Ol' Days

It's wordless Wednesday but all the good pictures are at home and I'm at work so the wordlessness (yes that's a word) will have to wait until later.  For now I have thoughts in my head that I need out and since that's part of the my reason for this space on the interwebs I'm going to let it flow.

Lately I've been missing the good ol' days.  For me those days were the 4 years I spent enjoying the fun in the sun in Tampa for undergrad.  I'll tell anyone that will listen that college was the BEST 4 years of my life.  The memories from that time in my life still bring a smile to my face and sometimes help me through my rough days.  I miss the carefree life of a twenty something with  no responsibilities and no place to be.  Mostly though I miss the friendships.  I miss knowing that on any given nite I could AIM (it was our FB before FB existed) or call anyone of my friends and know that I'd be more than welcome to join them on whatever adventure they were partaking in, even if it was just Bennigan's for happy hour or a nite in watching movies and being silly.

These days I'm lonely.  Don't misunderstand what I'm saying, I LOVE my life but I feel like I'm missing something.  That feeling of knowing that when necessary there's always going to be someone to call and hang out with.  Being a grown-up is hard.  Those same ladies that I use to rely on to get me out of my head are now Moms, wives, girlfriends and working women and let's be honest with the millions of things we have going on in our lives it's hard to make time for our friends.  Especially when we're scattered throughout the country.  I'm the first to admit also that I'm a crappy friend.  I hate the phone, so I rarely call.  I always have the best of intentions when it comes to birthdays but then before I know it the moment has passed.

All this rambling is to say, simply, I miss my Tribe.  That group of women that helps lift you up and make you laugh.  The ones that don't think twice about inviting to any little thing, even if it's just to shop for groceries.  Maybe when the Bean is older and we have other kids and they start making friends I'll finally have that.  A Momma can only hope, so for the next 3-4 years I guess it's just the usual status quo.

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Wordless Wednesday - Cool Dude

We got a bag of clothes from a friend a couple of weekends ago and I finally opened them last weekend and found these sun glasses.  At first he wasn't a fan, but then he was all about them.

Momma's cool little dude

Monday, February 13, 2012

A Voice that Defined a Generation

By now I'm sure everyone has heard about the death of Whitney Houston.  The DJ on the radio station I listened to summed it up best when he said she was a "Voice that defined a Generation."  In her prime there was nobody that good rival her voice, her talent.  However, with her marriage to Bobby Brown she became a fallen star.  Her drug use and marital spats are what she was more known for in her last years.  With stints in rehab and appearances on talk shows where many wondered if she was sober I can't help but wonder if this is what she will be remembered for.  We as people have a hard time seeing past the misdeeds of  well known people after their deaths.  Often forgetting that they're just people and subject to the same bad decisions as we as ordinary folk are.

My hope would be that we remember for her contributions to music and the legacy she left behind.  That we pray for her family's healing and that she is finally at peace.  Mostly thought I hope that we don't judge her to harshly for the way she lived her life.  Sometimes we think celebrities have it all and have no reason to be happy but what we forget is that we only see what they let us see.  We don't know their demons or what they're fighting behind against closed doors.

LL Cool J opened the Grammy's with this prayer:
"Heavenly Father, we thank you for sharing our sister Whitney with us," "Today our thoughts are with her mother, her daughter and all of her loved ones. And although she's gone too soon, we remain truly blessed to have been touched by her beautiful spirit and to have her lasting legacy of music to cherish and share forever. Amen."

And really that's what it's all about.  We are all gifts sent from God to live here on earth to touch those that we can before he calls us home.  Whitney did just that in her time here.  Her ending may not have been her shining moment but perhaps her death will help someone.

R.I.P Whitney Houston. I may not have known you personally but I knew you through your music.  Music that in one way or another helped to shape my life.  For that I thank you and remember you.  And I pray that you've found Peace and that you and Michael Jackson are putting on one Hell of a show.

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Wordless Wednesday - Last week

Last week we started the week like this:
We got here after a fever for five days and not change in sight.  The pedi said that he had a viral infection, which was going around, the start of yet another ear infection and his breathing was a little labored, enter the breathing treatments. 

By Friday we were here:

All better thank GOODNESS!  Well, except now he's cutting his bottom two molars.  Sigh...if only we could catch a break, it's a good thing Momma keeps wine in the house.