Archives for December 2008

One year my boss, Marnie, had a blog post in which she thanked people she knew for making a difference in her life. Somehow, I made the list, and I was so incredibly humbled and touched.

Ever since I read that inspiring post, I knew I wanted to copy her somehow.

So, with the end of 2008 quickly approaching, I’m starting the 12 days of Thank You’s.

Every day, or every other day, or whenever I feel like it actually….I’m going to post about a person or persons who made a difference in each month of my 2008.

I’ll start with January, and so on.

Ya get it?

© 2008 “Le Musings of Moi”

I have this random allergy to citric acid. Whenever I eat ANYTHING that has it, my cheeks turn red. Nothing painful or wrong, just something odd. But, one time I went along with a friend to her girl scouts meeting, and they were eating fruit roll ups. I started to eat mine, and as usual, my cheeks got their cute little rash. Immediately the leader grabbed it from me and told me I couldn’t eat anymore. I tried explaining that it wasn’t a big deal, but she was quite adamant and scary. I was so sad because I loved fruit roll ups, and I had to watch everybody else thouroughly enjoy theirs as they wrapped them around their fingers and sucked away. Apparently this really scarred me because I can still remember it. The lesson is: Don’t mess with me and my sweets!

This also comes from childhood. Awful awful dentist, Dr Leppard, or something like that. I even remember he had a daughter named Amy. Anyway, so I had these irrational fears when I was little. I was scared to get my hair cut, scared to get my foot measured at the shoe store, freaking horrified of the doctor (it took many nurses to hold me down to get a shot), and the dentist…well he may have very well been the devil. My first visit solidified that. I was crying and some would say, freaking out, and he had zero patience. Called me a brat and had my mom come back in and get me. Needless to say, we didn’t go back. And then we found Dr. Yoder, and he let me bring my Cabbage Patch Kid so he could check her teeth first. He also introduced me to Happy Gas, which is now my best friend at every dentist appointment!

Well, I would say having two kids now (my final number!) and being 30 is a “new road.” Now that I’ve put childbirth behind me, I can focus on simply raising these two beauties!

Get the heck out of my garage and live in the outdoors where you belong.

Chloe is at the moment. I can tell her anything and I know she won’t ever repeat it to anyone. She just simply stares up at me, blinks her eyes, and sometimes even smiles when she knows I’ve just said the funniest thing. And what’s really sweet is when I’m really sharing my heart, she will even cry with me. Actually she goes one step further, she’ll OUT CRY me! Now, that’s empathy to a new level.

© 2008 “Le Musings of Moi”

Well, I’ve successfully completed my first week in my 30’s, and I think I did quite well. I have been waiting all my 20’s to be in my 30’s, and I have to say it’s exactly what I had hoped for!

I love it. I love aging. Although, I would hardly call being in my 30’s aging, but you know what I mean.

My 20’s were good. I had some fun times for sure. But looking back I can see they were mostly a time of struggle and growth. I got the heck out of Washington and moved to California, all. by. myself! I lost touch with my best friend…then got her back. Some of my closest friendships, I made in my 20’s. My dad died out of the blue, and I lost both of my grandpa’s. I got married, which was awesome (hi honey!)…but an adjustment as well. (In a, it’s all me not you, sort of a thing.) We bought and sold a house. I had both my kids. I stopped working and decided to stay home with my kids. I met anxiety for the first time. Didn’t much enjoy that. Though, the sweetest moments with God were because of that period of my life.

So many amazing beginnings in the last decade, but with those beginnings came an end to other parts of my life. My freedom. Gone. My sanity. Heading out. My shopping time. Dwindling. You know, the little stuff. I guess there’s always some good with the bad. Ying with the yang. (I know, deep thoughts, huh?)

I feel so excited about my 30’s and 40’s. (Don’t get all worked up, it’s just that I can only think 2 decades ahead at a time here…) Although I know I still have a lot of growing and learning to do, I feel that the lessons of my 20’s are there to remind me that I can and will get though anything that may come up in life. Going into my 30’s, I feel like I’m more settled in who I am.

I know what’s important and what I can let go of.

I’ve learned that freedom and sanity is way over rated, and at least there’s medication for the latter. (God works through medication. It’s true. Amen anyone???) Shopping on the other hand, mmmm, not so willing to let that one go. And don’t EVEN talk to me about my hair appointments. Now those are just sacred.

See look at me. Who knew? I mean, a week ago I was just a baby. And now, I’m a woman! 😉 A strong woman.

Hear me roar.

© 2008 “Le Musings of Moi”

I love my friends.

Me, Libby & Greg

I mean, only your true friends will peruse the Goodwill in search of the tackiest 80’s clothes and then show up and humiliate themselves in said clothes. And then, only those amazing friends will go and belt out the cheesiest of Karaoke songs all the while displaying the best moves they can muster up.

It was like, totally awesome! I woke up this morning with my cheeks still hurting from laughing all night long.

Here are just a few pictures from the night. Videos may follow!

Greg & Courtney definitely won best couples costume. And yes, he is wearing pasties.

Here’s Sarah, me & Courtney singing one of our many many songs…

Me and my 80’s man. Gotta love the Gotcha T shirt…

Marisa & Lisa:

Thanks to all my super rad friends for making my 30th birthday a blast!

© 2008 “Le Musings of Moi”