I think it's pretty crazy that there is ALWAYS another side to a story.
It seems like nothing is ever just clear. There is always someone who didn't see something, exaggerated about it, or just plain lied.
And its so crazy that the things you say, could somehow be something that is taken so wrong by the receiver.
I am not good about keeping my lips shut, sometimes. And I can only imagine how many times I have said something and unknowingly pissed someone off, hurt them, or just offended them.
With humans all stemming from the exact same place, it amazes me how different we all are. How different we see things. Our likes, our pet-peeves, our goals.
And its especially crazy when the people "closest" to you have no clue about your views, likes, or background. Makes for an awkward get-together sometimes.
But we deal.
18.12.11
17.12.11
Sorry
to my very best friend, ashley nichole.
please forgive my absence at your birthday bash tonight.
i can make excuses all day, but the bottom line is this:
i am pooped.
i worked a 16 hour shift.
i am home now. but the thought of standing for even 6 more minutes is mentally overwhelming.
in the middle of my shift, i thought to myself...no matter what, i am going to that damn party
because i love you that much
and that's the truth.
i love you more than a blog can convey.
but somewhere in that second half of my shift...my mind was no longer capable of making rational thoughts
and now that i am home, i will stay here.
because i know that if i go all the way to where ever you are, i will only be a party-pooper.
considering my state.
so, please just do me a favor and love me.
even after tonight.
because i would have loved to have been there.
and i feel awful that i am in my bed instead.
awful...but somehow simultaneously relieved.
night, my darling friend.
and happy (early) birthday.
hope you had a blast.
please forgive my absence at your birthday bash tonight.
i can make excuses all day, but the bottom line is this:
i am pooped.
i worked a 16 hour shift.
i am home now. but the thought of standing for even 6 more minutes is mentally overwhelming.
in the middle of my shift, i thought to myself...no matter what, i am going to that damn party
because i love you that much
and that's the truth.
i love you more than a blog can convey.
but somewhere in that second half of my shift...my mind was no longer capable of making rational thoughts
and now that i am home, i will stay here.
because i know that if i go all the way to where ever you are, i will only be a party-pooper.
considering my state.
so, please just do me a favor and love me.
even after tonight.
because i would have loved to have been there.
and i feel awful that i am in my bed instead.
awful...but somehow simultaneously relieved.
night, my darling friend.
and happy (early) birthday.
hope you had a blast.
8.12.11
Debt
So...I'm up late...as usual.
Just going over finances.
Our dreams are seeming more and more out of reach when we really crunch the numbers.
So I am sitting here, trying to make a plan to effectively pay off our debt...once and for all.
I am excited but also discouraged.
It seems so distant...
But I know we can do it.
I have been doing so much better about not spending money. I found not one, not two, but three pairs of shoes that I loved today but I didn't buy a single one...because I am thinking of the bigger picture.
We are going to make it. I just need to stay positive and focused.
Besides, I have the best Husband ever. With him, anything is possible.
Just going over finances.
Our dreams are seeming more and more out of reach when we really crunch the numbers.
So I am sitting here, trying to make a plan to effectively pay off our debt...once and for all.
I am excited but also discouraged.
It seems so distant...
But I know we can do it.
I have been doing so much better about not spending money. I found not one, not two, but three pairs of shoes that I loved today but I didn't buy a single one...because I am thinking of the bigger picture.
We are going to make it. I just need to stay positive and focused.
Besides, I have the best Husband ever. With him, anything is possible.
4.12.11
Lets take a journey.
Wow. Still only 2 followers on this dreadful blog?
Wahh waaaahhh waaaaahhhhh.
Oh well. I don't care...because guess what, world!!
Cory and I am about to rock your socks off!
We have a new plan. A new adventure.
A new journey to begin.
Soon. But certainly not soon enough.
I can't give the deets at this moment...wanna keep my lovely two blog followers on their toes (totally kidding, considering the only followers I have are my best friends and they know EVERYTHING about my life).
So, I guess I am actually gonna zip the lips since I can't trust these internet fools that might try to swipe my idea.
You will all soon see.
And I hope like hell it all works out. But the beauty is, even if it doesn't... it will all be okay. Because I got my babe, my friends and my family. And that's all I need.
Wahh waaaahhh waaaaahhhhh.
Oh well. I don't care...because guess what, world!!
Cory and I am about to rock your socks off!
We have a new plan. A new adventure.
A new journey to begin.
Soon. But certainly not soon enough.
I can't give the deets at this moment...wanna keep my lovely two blog followers on their toes (totally kidding, considering the only followers I have are my best friends and they know EVERYTHING about my life).
So, I guess I am actually gonna zip the lips since I can't trust these internet fools that might try to swipe my idea.
You will all soon see.
And I hope like hell it all works out. But the beauty is, even if it doesn't... it will all be okay. Because I got my babe, my friends and my family. And that's all I need.
14.11.11
Frugalllllll
So, this couponing is the best.
I love saving money...
Especially if it means I get to splurge on some new boots! :)
Here's today's haul:
I love saving money...
Especially if it means I get to splurge on some new boots! :)
Here's today's haul:
Paid just 31 cents out of pocket on this purchase. Please note the outfits. :) And the paper towels alone retail for almost $8!! :)
And for this, I paid $1.27 out of my pocket. One pack of the gum costs $1.28 normally...so I basically bought a pack of gum and got enough dishwasher tabs and trash bags to last me a year FOR FREE. Oh, and all the sacks, those are filled with disposable razors, I just didn't feel like pulling them all out for a pic. :)
All this retails for $135. (second pic, alone)
BOOM
11.11.11
Weird!
You ever just stop and think about your life...
Do it.
Think about it. For a minute.
I always think about life...how tricky it is.
How strange it all can turn out.
To think I was once a young girl, attached to my mother's hip. She was all I knew. I didn't know any better. I thought there was nothing better than her. She was my everything. Only to grow up and realize how being that young blinded me from the terrible things she was doing. The lies. Everything. Everything she did (for the most part) wasn't for her children. It was for her. Whatever made her life easier. Whatever she wanted.
And then I think about being that young and being so mad at my Father. For not being there. (Probably a big reason I was so attached to my Mother, afterall, atleast she was present) So it's pretty crazy that he is now my facebook friend...and I may not see him all the time, but I see him waaaay more than my Mother. That's weird. Everything completely flip-flopped, in such a short amount of time.
And when I think about how crazy my life is, I can't help but think about the fact that I got to marry Cory. All the times I remember seeing him, in junior high and in high school...and just thinking that I would never be someone that he would be interested in. I remember going over to his house late at night and just hanging out with him...and we would flirt like crazy...but I never would've dreamed that just a few years down the road, he would be my Husband. That I would get to go to sleep next to him every night of my life. And I can't explain how amazingly crazy it is that it all worked out like that. Because, if you had asked me in 2001 if I thought that I would be married to Cory Herron in 10 years, I would've said there was no way...but here I am...watching Jeopardy with him.
Funny how it all happens, huh?
-Mrs. Herron
Do it.
Think about it. For a minute.
I always think about life...how tricky it is.
How strange it all can turn out.
To think I was once a young girl, attached to my mother's hip. She was all I knew. I didn't know any better. I thought there was nothing better than her. She was my everything. Only to grow up and realize how being that young blinded me from the terrible things she was doing. The lies. Everything. Everything she did (for the most part) wasn't for her children. It was for her. Whatever made her life easier. Whatever she wanted.
And then I think about being that young and being so mad at my Father. For not being there. (Probably a big reason I was so attached to my Mother, afterall, atleast she was present) So it's pretty crazy that he is now my facebook friend...and I may not see him all the time, but I see him waaaay more than my Mother. That's weird. Everything completely flip-flopped, in such a short amount of time.
And when I think about how crazy my life is, I can't help but think about the fact that I got to marry Cory. All the times I remember seeing him, in junior high and in high school...and just thinking that I would never be someone that he would be interested in. I remember going over to his house late at night and just hanging out with him...and we would flirt like crazy...but I never would've dreamed that just a few years down the road, he would be my Husband. That I would get to go to sleep next to him every night of my life. And I can't explain how amazingly crazy it is that it all worked out like that. Because, if you had asked me in 2001 if I thought that I would be married to Cory Herron in 10 years, I would've said there was no way...but here I am...watching Jeopardy with him.
Funny how it all happens, huh?
-Mrs. Herron
8.11.11
Thanks
Soooo...this month, everyone on Facebook is making their status something they are thankful for. Everyday, they update it with something new.
I've kiiiinda missed the boat on that one. Its the ninth...and I am just now really putting some thought into it.
Sad, I know.
I know I should be routinely thankful. But I am just too darn busy to stop and actually think about things.
I'm off work, and I am still too busy.
But as I sit here, and my husband is sleeping...I started to really think about all the things that make my life great.
I thought about the obvious:
But then I got to thinking...I am thankful for not being in the position I was in as a child. I am sooo thankful that my (future) children will not have to endure the heartaches I did at such a young age. They won't go to sleep hungry, they won't be abused, they won't stare at a WalMart ad before Christmas knowing that they won't get anything that they want.
I remember a few times, when I was a kid...someone ( I have no idea who...maybe the people my grandma went to church with?) left sacks of presents outside of our house really late at night on Christmas Eve. Each present was labeled with my name or one of my three other sisters'...although it was somehow always misspelled. (welcome to my world) The gifts weren't everything we dreamed of...most of the time they were a cheaper version of something that was pretty trendy at the time...but, boy, they were good enough for me. Just having gifts to open was so much fun. And I am truly thankful, even to this day for the people that did that for us. They never told us who they were...they never felt the need to be thanked. They were just kind enough to do a good deed...and they are miracles for that. Even just taking their time out of their holidays for 4 girls that they probably never even met...
I am thankful that even though I recently had a surgery and I am off work, I can afford to help kids this year. I can "adopt" them from local stores...or whatever. Anything to make a difference.
I hope that you, whoever you are, reading this, will do it too. Coming from someone who has personal experience with this...let me tell you, it doesn't go unnoticed.
While I am on topic of trying to be the best person I can be...let me just say... God, give me the strength to continue to be this person...help me overlook the small things and look at the big picture. Help me be the person that I want to be : giving, supportive and mature. I think I will need your help this time.
End discussion with God.
End blog entry.
I've kiiiinda missed the boat on that one. Its the ninth...and I am just now really putting some thought into it.
Sad, I know.
I know I should be routinely thankful. But I am just too darn busy to stop and actually think about things.
I'm off work, and I am still too busy.
But as I sit here, and my husband is sleeping...I started to really think about all the things that make my life great.
I thought about the obvious:
- parents and family
- friends
- a job...errr...career
- a home
- the most amazing husband on the planet
- being able to do (most) of the things I want to do
- Tylenol 3
- health insurance
- 10 fingers and 10 toes
But then I got to thinking...I am thankful for not being in the position I was in as a child. I am sooo thankful that my (future) children will not have to endure the heartaches I did at such a young age. They won't go to sleep hungry, they won't be abused, they won't stare at a WalMart ad before Christmas knowing that they won't get anything that they want.
I remember a few times, when I was a kid...someone ( I have no idea who...maybe the people my grandma went to church with?) left sacks of presents outside of our house really late at night on Christmas Eve. Each present was labeled with my name or one of my three other sisters'...although it was somehow always misspelled. (welcome to my world) The gifts weren't everything we dreamed of...most of the time they were a cheaper version of something that was pretty trendy at the time...but, boy, they were good enough for me. Just having gifts to open was so much fun. And I am truly thankful, even to this day for the people that did that for us. They never told us who they were...they never felt the need to be thanked. They were just kind enough to do a good deed...and they are miracles for that. Even just taking their time out of their holidays for 4 girls that they probably never even met...
I am thankful that even though I recently had a surgery and I am off work, I can afford to help kids this year. I can "adopt" them from local stores...or whatever. Anything to make a difference.
I hope that you, whoever you are, reading this, will do it too. Coming from someone who has personal experience with this...let me tell you, it doesn't go unnoticed.
While I am on topic of trying to be the best person I can be...let me just say... God, give me the strength to continue to be this person...help me overlook the small things and look at the big picture. Help me be the person that I want to be : giving, supportive and mature. I think I will need your help this time.
End discussion with God.
End blog entry.
25.10.11
Health...care?
Where's the care in healthcare??
Honestly!
Why in the bloody hell do we leave our lives in the hands of people that literally couldn't give a shit less about us.
I'm not talking about nurses...obviously...being that I am one.
I'm talking about the bloodsucking corporations. The hospitals. And the government.
I've never been one of those people that felt like America was so flawed...until today.
Today I got my bill from the hospital. From the surgery I had last week.
$20,000.
For 24 hours.
Of care?
I get that the surgery itself would be spendy... I mean that's a lot of sterile things going on at once.
Buuuuut saying that I managed to rack up $1,600 in medications is....just....well, its outrageous.
I took 5 mg of Morphine. Two vicodin. One Colace. Two simethicone and three ibuprofen, which, mind you...those are OTC.
So riddle me this...I managed to rack up over one thousand dollars (which is how much my mortgage payment is) in just those medications??
Really?
I am not saying they need to be free. I get that things need to be paid for but commmme onnnn.
Its not like I went out drunk driving, got into a wreck and broke my neck. (which would be terrible, I'm not saying those people don't deserve care) What I am saying is...I didn't cause the need for this quote unquote care that I received.
I had pain. Went to the doc. She said I needed surgery. Got the thing removed. Had a few meds. Met a few nurses. Went home.
$20,000.
I figured it up.
I spent $750 before I walked into the room to have surgery.
Spent $40 to have someone fill out a few paragraphs for insurance purposes.
And after insurance I will owe almost 4K.
If I make payment of $25 (which is what hospitals usually do)...I will have this debt hanging over me for 12 and a half yeeears.
Years.
By then I can almost promise I will have something else go wrong.
God, give me strength. Because right now, I want to go apeshit.
And God, forgive me for saying your name in the same breath that I said apeshit.
And God, thank you for making me relatively healthy.
Oh, and God... I am going to need a job that pays under the table. Lol. Or I am in trouble!
Broke as a not-funny joke,
Ween
Honestly!
Why in the bloody hell do we leave our lives in the hands of people that literally couldn't give a shit less about us.
I'm not talking about nurses...obviously...being that I am one.
I'm talking about the bloodsucking corporations. The hospitals. And the government.
I've never been one of those people that felt like America was so flawed...until today.
Today I got my bill from the hospital. From the surgery I had last week.
$20,000.
For 24 hours.
Of care?
I get that the surgery itself would be spendy... I mean that's a lot of sterile things going on at once.
Buuuuut saying that I managed to rack up $1,600 in medications is....just....well, its outrageous.
I took 5 mg of Morphine. Two vicodin. One Colace. Two simethicone and three ibuprofen, which, mind you...those are OTC.
So riddle me this...I managed to rack up over one thousand dollars (which is how much my mortgage payment is) in just those medications??
Really?
I am not saying they need to be free. I get that things need to be paid for but commmme onnnn.
Its not like I went out drunk driving, got into a wreck and broke my neck. (which would be terrible, I'm not saying those people don't deserve care) What I am saying is...I didn't cause the need for this quote unquote care that I received.
I had pain. Went to the doc. She said I needed surgery. Got the thing removed. Had a few meds. Met a few nurses. Went home.
$20,000.
I figured it up.
I spent $750 before I walked into the room to have surgery.
Spent $40 to have someone fill out a few paragraphs for insurance purposes.
And after insurance I will owe almost 4K.
If I make payment of $25 (which is what hospitals usually do)...I will have this debt hanging over me for 12 and a half yeeears.
Years.
By then I can almost promise I will have something else go wrong.
God, give me strength. Because right now, I want to go apeshit.
And God, forgive me for saying your name in the same breath that I said apeshit.
And God, thank you for making me relatively healthy.
Oh, and God... I am going to need a job that pays under the table. Lol. Or I am in trouble!
Broke as a not-funny joke,
Ween
15.10.11
Flawless
I hate when people act like they are all perfect.
Like they've changed their life around.
Like they've all the sudden turned a new leaf.
Like they aren't mean anymore.
Or like...they all of the sudden have a new found passion for learning...or something.
Admit that you suck just as bad as the next person.
We all have flaws.
ALL of us.
You are no different.
You can act like you are something special all you want...but you are still a human.
You will make mistakes.
Just admit it.
And while we are admitting things...
I must admit that I am looking flawless tonight.
Got my hair did and my makeup all nice.
Going out with some of my favorite people.
Because my life is amazing...
Not perfect.
But amazing.
Like they've changed their life around.
Like they've all the sudden turned a new leaf.
Like they aren't mean anymore.
Or like...they all of the sudden have a new found passion for learning...or something.
Admit that you suck just as bad as the next person.
We all have flaws.
ALL of us.
You are no different.
You can act like you are something special all you want...but you are still a human.
You will make mistakes.
Just admit it.
And while we are admitting things...
I must admit that I am looking flawless tonight.
Got my hair did and my makeup all nice.
Going out with some of my favorite people.
Because my life is amazing...
Not perfect.
But amazing.
12.10.11
Work, work, sleep, work, freak out, work
Its kinda funny how you wake up one day and BAM!
There you are...old as creation.
You spend the first 20 or so years of your life trying to grow up. Saying things like..."I can't wait to have my own house and my own life!"
And sure, your own quiet little habitat is great..you can walk around in your skibbies, listen to music loud as a concert while you mop the floor and drink a pop with breakfast. All's fine and dandy...untillll the mortgage is due at the first of the month...and your main sewer line backs up...aaaand you will be off work for a billion weeks so you don't know how any of this will play out.
I regret ever not wanting to take a nap.
Naps rock.
Bills don't.
I'm pooped.
I am newlywed that never sees her husband.
And I am a homeowner who just wants a friggen KitchenAid mixer. That's all I want. I don't know why, I already have a mixer....but I have my sights set on this beaut...and its all I can think about.
http://cgi.ebay.com/KitchenAid-Stand-Mixer-White-w-Pink-Ribbon/360399796761?_trksid=p1468660.m2000037
I don't care what color, it could be camouflage for all I care. I just want to bake a cake...mop my floor with loud music, in my skibbies, in my house.
That's when you know you're old...you want a mixer. More than anything.
Ween out
There you are...old as creation.
You spend the first 20 or so years of your life trying to grow up. Saying things like..."I can't wait to have my own house and my own life!"
And sure, your own quiet little habitat is great..you can walk around in your skibbies, listen to music loud as a concert while you mop the floor and drink a pop with breakfast. All's fine and dandy...untillll the mortgage is due at the first of the month...and your main sewer line backs up...aaaand you will be off work for a billion weeks so you don't know how any of this will play out.
I regret ever not wanting to take a nap.
Naps rock.
Bills don't.
I'm pooped.
I am newlywed that never sees her husband.
And I am a homeowner who just wants a friggen KitchenAid mixer. That's all I want. I don't know why, I already have a mixer....but I have my sights set on this beaut...and its all I can think about.
http://cgi.ebay.com/KitchenAid-Stand-Mixer-White-w-Pink-Ribbon/360399796761?_trksid=p1468660.m2000037
I don't care what color, it could be camouflage for all I care. I just want to bake a cake...mop my floor with loud music, in my skibbies, in my house.
That's when you know you're old...you want a mixer. More than anything.
Ween out
10.10.11
Another day, another dollar...spent
Got canceled at work today. Most people would be happy about that. But not me. I am freaking out about it. I need all the hours I can get...hence the reason I have been working evenings...because even though I never see my husband anymore, at least I get paid. Need to get all the dollas I can saved up before the 19th...or we are in some shit.
So...since I never see my darling and I am broke, the only thing I can do that allows me to curb my love for shopping as well as my love for living the most frugal that I can...I coupon. And boyyyyy do I love it.
So...since I never see my darling and I am broke, the only thing I can do that allows me to curb my love for shopping as well as my love for living the most frugal that I can...I coupon. And boyyyyy do I love it.
That was $3.16.
Worth over $86.
That's a 96% savings...which is 100% good for the soul.
Granted, I don't have a baby, but I can donate it. And yeah, I chew my nails therefore I rarely require emery boards, but that's not the point.
The point is I am the bomb diggity at saving money...which is good because I am about to be more broke than ever.
Fingers crossed for that ovary!
-Ween
9.10.11
Sorry
Whatever happened to that word?
I still use it.
Hell, I use it even when I am the one that should be receiving the apology.
It doesn't fix everything, but it sure as shit doesn't hurt.
Write it, say it, email it, sing it...fucking fax it for all I care. Just for once... just accept responsibility for being an ass wipe.
Don't even know why I am asking this...it won't make people realize that they should say it. If they didn't understand its importance before, I can't make them. And if the ridiculous shit they say and do don't make them feel sorry, well...then, its worse than I thought.
Maybe my dogs are sorry, they treat me like shit too, sometimes. I guess I can believe they are...just pretend like the language barrier is the only reason they don't express it.
October 19th....what the hell am I going to do for six weeks?
Sorry for rambling.
I still use it.
Hell, I use it even when I am the one that should be receiving the apology.
It doesn't fix everything, but it sure as shit doesn't hurt.
Write it, say it, email it, sing it...fucking fax it for all I care. Just for once... just accept responsibility for being an ass wipe.
Don't even know why I am asking this...it won't make people realize that they should say it. If they didn't understand its importance before, I can't make them. And if the ridiculous shit they say and do don't make them feel sorry, well...then, its worse than I thought.
Maybe my dogs are sorry, they treat me like shit too, sometimes. I guess I can believe they are...just pretend like the language barrier is the only reason they don't express it.
October 19th....what the hell am I going to do for six weeks?
Sorry for rambling.
12.5.11
Not over you.
I think about you everyday.
Literally...everyday.
I miss your hugs and kisses.
I miss holding you.
I feel like it ended all wrong.
We were supposed to be old together.
I wish I could see you...even just one more time.
I wish I could tell you what you mean to me.
Even now.
You mean so much to me.
I'm so sorry it all went down the way it did.
I love you more than I can explain.
Miss you.
Literally...everyday.
I miss your hugs and kisses.
I miss holding you.
I feel like it ended all wrong.
We were supposed to be old together.
I wish I could see you...even just one more time.
I wish I could tell you what you mean to me.
Even now.
You mean so much to me.
I'm so sorry it all went down the way it did.
I love you more than I can explain.
Miss you.
2.5.11
Stressed
GAH!!
I have way too much going on here.
Work. Oncall 5-7 days a week. Coupons. Wedding planning. Helping with everyone else's crap.
Holy Lord almighty.
I need a hot minute.
Or I just might have a (nother) meltdown.
If only I had enough vacation time...
I have way too much going on here.
Work. Oncall 5-7 days a week. Coupons. Wedding planning. Helping with everyone else's crap.
Holy Lord almighty.
I need a hot minute.
Or I just might have a (nother) meltdown.
If only I had enough vacation time...
26.4.11
Numbers
Happy 25th Birthday to my love. I am sorry it was lame...we are getting old.
Less than two months until I am old with you.
122 days til our wedding. :)
Only a million things to do before we get there.
Its one in the morning...and I want to do something crafty... but I think I will just lay in bed with my loves.
<3
Ween
Less than two months until I am old with you.
122 days til our wedding. :)
Only a million things to do before we get there.
Its one in the morning...and I want to do something crafty... but I think I will just lay in bed with my loves.
<3
Ween
4.4.11
Definitions
I had this real witty idea of my next blog post.
Fail.
But not because of me.
Because of Dictionary.com.
I was going to write about the meaning of family, friends, pets, sisters, mothers, fathers, etc.
But the only definitions I got were extremely broad and unhelpful.
So it looks like I am on my own.
My definition of family are the people that you love. Maybe friends are included in that. Maybe not. Mine are. I have some of the best friends a girl could ask for. We all have our issues...but what family doesn't.
Fathers are the people that took part in your creation. Dads are people that are there for you...like a Dad should be. There's a difference...I don't care what Dictionary.com says. There's a difference.
The same goes for mothers. But I wouldn't know much about either.
Sisters. They are your born friends. They are your friends long before you even know you want them to be. For me, Sisters are a big reason of why I have made it this far. And Sisters are the people that I would do ANYTHING for... even though sometimes I don't get it in return.
I suppose there are a lot of ways to interpret the word Brother. But I can't even define that one. My brother is someone that I just met. And that I have nothing in common with...by no fault of ours. We were robbed of our chances to have a brother-sister connection. We never got to fight...laugh together...cover each other's asses when shit went down. We never even had the chance. And that still makes me sad.
Friends....friends I think are supposed to be anyone who can put up with you. Anyone who is there for you when you need them. Anyone who knows you well enough to know what you would be happy or comfortable with. And sometimes, you think you have a friend...but one thing can change that. It doesn't mean you have to be enemies, by any means...but sometimes you just realize that you don't matter to them as much as you should. Every now and then you have to learn the hard way.
C'est la Vie.
Pets. I hate that word. Pet is derived form the word petty. Which is pretty terrible. But just as terrible as I suppose it is true. They are helpless. They live the life you provide for them. And if you leave them with someone who wasn't even fit to raise children, I suppose you leave them knowing the kind of care they will receive.
I hope Colin can forgive me for leaving him there. You deserved better, Old Buddy. And I can't tell you enough how sorry I am for not being smart enough back then. I hope you are with Ulysses. I hope you guys are waiting for me up there. And I hope I can tell you again how much it hurts me to know what kind of life I left you to live. I hope you are well now. And I hope God gives animals like you the best life available in heaven. See you soon, Pup.
Down and out,
Chyleina
Fail.
But not because of me.
Because of Dictionary.com.
I was going to write about the meaning of family, friends, pets, sisters, mothers, fathers, etc.
But the only definitions I got were extremely broad and unhelpful.
So it looks like I am on my own.
My definition of family are the people that you love. Maybe friends are included in that. Maybe not. Mine are. I have some of the best friends a girl could ask for. We all have our issues...but what family doesn't.
Fathers are the people that took part in your creation. Dads are people that are there for you...like a Dad should be. There's a difference...I don't care what Dictionary.com says. There's a difference.
The same goes for mothers. But I wouldn't know much about either.
Sisters. They are your born friends. They are your friends long before you even know you want them to be. For me, Sisters are a big reason of why I have made it this far. And Sisters are the people that I would do ANYTHING for... even though sometimes I don't get it in return.
I suppose there are a lot of ways to interpret the word Brother. But I can't even define that one. My brother is someone that I just met. And that I have nothing in common with...by no fault of ours. We were robbed of our chances to have a brother-sister connection. We never got to fight...laugh together...cover each other's asses when shit went down. We never even had the chance. And that still makes me sad.
Friends....friends I think are supposed to be anyone who can put up with you. Anyone who is there for you when you need them. Anyone who knows you well enough to know what you would be happy or comfortable with. And sometimes, you think you have a friend...but one thing can change that. It doesn't mean you have to be enemies, by any means...but sometimes you just realize that you don't matter to them as much as you should. Every now and then you have to learn the hard way.
C'est la Vie.
Pets. I hate that word. Pet is derived form the word petty. Which is pretty terrible. But just as terrible as I suppose it is true. They are helpless. They live the life you provide for them. And if you leave them with someone who wasn't even fit to raise children, I suppose you leave them knowing the kind of care they will receive.
I hope Colin can forgive me for leaving him there. You deserved better, Old Buddy. And I can't tell you enough how sorry I am for not being smart enough back then. I hope you are with Ulysses. I hope you guys are waiting for me up there. And I hope I can tell you again how much it hurts me to know what kind of life I left you to live. I hope you are well now. And I hope God gives animals like you the best life available in heaven. See you soon, Pup.
Down and out,
Chyleina
29.3.11
Spring
Spring is here. Well, its supposed to be. Pretty sure its FREEZING outside.
But the Royals home opener is in just 2 days! Woot!
I am so excited for a vacation day. Cory and I are taking the 8th off...if you need me that weekend, I will NOT be answering my phone...it is going to be some quiet time for my love and I.
I haven't been off in forever...and I am feeling it. I need a moment...to think about something other than bills, work, the wedding, and any of the other things I have buzzing through my brain everday.
People come and people go,
Ween
But the Royals home opener is in just 2 days! Woot!
I am so excited for a vacation day. Cory and I are taking the 8th off...if you need me that weekend, I will NOT be answering my phone...it is going to be some quiet time for my love and I.
I haven't been off in forever...and I am feeling it. I need a moment...to think about something other than bills, work, the wedding, and any of the other things I have buzzing through my brain everday.
People come and people go,
Ween
21.2.11
Frugal Frannie
Soooo...I love coupons.
If you didn't know that, well, now you know.
I have got some pretty amazing deals in the past month.
I have literally spent a third of what I would normally spend at the store.
Hell, there's been times that I have checked out and didn't pay anything out of pocket.
I gotta share my loot from tonight...it just seems...different than my usual trips.
Check it out...
If you didn't know that, well, now you know.
I have got some pretty amazing deals in the past month.
I have literally spent a third of what I would normally spend at the store.
Hell, there's been times that I have checked out and didn't pay anything out of pocket.
I gotta share my loot from tonight...it just seems...different than my usual trips.
Check it out...
You are looking at 3 bottles of cleaner with bleach, 4 bottles of laundry soap, 3 boxes of dishwasher tabs, and 4 packs of laundry sheets. (They're like detergent/softener all in one)
Oh, and there is also 2 pairs of jeans up there.
Total before sales, discounts, and coupons would've been over $110.
I paid $9.
Yep. Including the jeans.
:)
14.2.11
Gahhhh
I hate that I feel like I just get dealt the worst hand possible. It seems like no matter what I do, I get shit on. I feel like I can't win. And I know I sound like a hott mess right now...but I just feel overwhelmed and exhausted. I need a break. A long break. I need something to just go right, for crying out loud.
I need to think about something other than the wedding, money, or work. Or my mind might pop open.
The hits just keep on comin,
Ween
I need to think about something other than the wedding, money, or work. Or my mind might pop open.
The hits just keep on comin,
Ween
9.2.11
Extreme
I have been known to take things...to the next level. Lol
I tend to take things just a little farther than I should....in all aspects of life.
Jokes, hobbies, crafts...just to name a few.
But I have found a new love.
Coupons.
And boy am I excited!
Just another reason for people to make fun of me...lol...but I don't care.
My stockpile will be good for the zombie apocalypse.
Eat your heart out, TLC.
-Ween
I tend to take things just a little farther than I should....in all aspects of life.
Jokes, hobbies, crafts...just to name a few.
But I have found a new love.
Coupons.
And boy am I excited!
Just another reason for people to make fun of me...lol...but I don't care.
My stockpile will be good for the zombie apocalypse.
Eat your heart out, TLC.
-Ween
18.1.11
Lesson Learned
When you tell someone a story in the hopes they will give you some advice...and all they say is "Well, you're just going to have to take that as a lesson learned". Well, that's when you know things aren't looking good. That's when you know you made a mistake. And you know that even a third party can come up with a solution. You're chummed. End of story.
I feel like I have learned a lot in this lifetime. And I'm only 24. From the simple things like...don't touch a hot oven rack or don't swim with your eyes open too much.
But I have learned lessons that I wouldn't want anyone else to learn the hard way. Things like, not to invest in people that you don't trust, tell the truth no matter how terrifying the result, and don't let a good friend get away over something petty.
Everything from college classes, photographers, former "friends" and child-like actions...I keep learning. I like to think these mistakes have made me smarter or stronger, but I can't say that. I can only say that my experiences have made me cynical, doubtful, suspicious and angry.
I sure hope I'm done learning...because I am exhausted.
I feel like I have learned a lot in this lifetime. And I'm only 24. From the simple things like...don't touch a hot oven rack or don't swim with your eyes open too much.
But I have learned lessons that I wouldn't want anyone else to learn the hard way. Things like, not to invest in people that you don't trust, tell the truth no matter how terrifying the result, and don't let a good friend get away over something petty.
Everything from college classes, photographers, former "friends" and child-like actions...I keep learning. I like to think these mistakes have made me smarter or stronger, but I can't say that. I can only say that my experiences have made me cynical, doubtful, suspicious and angry.
I sure hope I'm done learning...because I am exhausted.
2.1.11
New Year
2011. Shit.
I'm getting married this year.
It came fast. Just like everyone said it would.
Let the madness begin. Lol
While I'm here, I thought I would share my new years' resolutions. I rarely make resolutions, let alone write them down or attempt to achieve them...but this may be the year that I start. Here goes:
-Ween
I'm getting married this year.
It came fast. Just like everyone said it would.
Let the madness begin. Lol
While I'm here, I thought I would share my new years' resolutions. I rarely make resolutions, let alone write them down or attempt to achieve them...but this may be the year that I start. Here goes:
- Eat better. Duh...I think that's everyone's resolutions. Along with :
- Exercise more. Now, hear me out, these are legit resolutions. With our wedding only 8 months away, these just HAVE to make the list.
- Cuss less. Now this will be tricky...as evidenced by the very first line in this post. Eeek.
- Spend more time with the family
- And less time shopping...unless of course, I am shopping with the family. :)
- Live more frugally. This should be fun.
- Be nicer.
- Declutter.
- Pick my battles.
-Ween
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