January 26, 2016

Scrap-a-palooza 2016

Two weeks ago it was my annual scrap book weekend retreat. I pack up all my scrappin' supplies, load up my car, grab the Jgurl and all her scrappin' loot, and drive a very full Exploder to the old convent about 75 minutes away. 

We get there on a Friday afternoon (about noon-ish) unload all our crap, change in to comfy clothes and get to work! 

Yeah right! While most of us actually DO get SOME scrap booking in while we are away from life for 3 days, there are a lot of shenanigans that go down. And that is my favorite part! This year was no exception! 

Missions completed:
TP of Miss Em's bedroom
TP of Ms Vicki's scrap desk
Funny notes left on doors
Eating too much junk (yes, that is two pats of butter on my plate. No judgement) 
Staying up too late (hence the hunched over my desk 15 min nap I took before lunch Sunday) 
Laughing so hard I tinkled
Jumping out to scare people from dark corners, or under tables



It really was a great weekend! Although there are two ladies who always seem to find SOMETHING bitchy to do to our back of the bus group, we manage to still have a good time. Even if that good time is plotting things we wish we could do to them (but we wont risk it for fear of being kicked out of the event every year). 

Ask ANY scrapper and you can either come up with a sticker, embellishment or cricut cartridge that is JUST the right thing for your page. This year? #Joangela outdid themselves....... we found the PERFECT representation of our two arch nemesis..... 


See if you can figure it out! 


January 14, 2016

This. Just this.


This feeling I have every day? It's awesome, and I cant imagine going another day without it. What is it you ask? Well, let me see if I can explain it to you, and in the process TRY to do it justice. 

A little shy of 2 years ago, this man walked in to my life. I immediately saw (and felt) something different. He was a gentleman, he actually listened when I spoke, and my quirkiness did not seem bother him. At all. In fact, he seemed to embrace it. 

Due to my not so stellar line up of men prior to meeting NiceGuy (I am pretty sure my man picker was broke) the poor guy had several hurdles to jump over, unbeknownst to him. 

With every challenge, freak out, question, and uncertainty I showed/presented/shoved in his face, he handled them all with patience. And grace. And understanding. 

He took all of my hurt, my distrust, my defensiveness, and offered up a salve, a solution, an understanding. He patiently waited for me to see that the other shoe was NOT going to drop, and to realize that he was EXACTLY what he said he was. And he did EXACTLY what he said he would do. Never fully comprehending (at least that is the way it seemed to me) that my experiences taught me that no man in my life had ever done that for me. No man had ever showed me that I could trust him, rely on him. 

A very BIG revelation came to me the other night, and it shocked me to my core. For the FIRST time in my life, I am in a healthy relationship. With someone that I love. Who loves me. TRULY. I am FINALLY able to show Lil C and Doodle what their mom looks like when she is happy. And 100% herself. All my chips are in. Not only with those rugrats or her friends, but with the man in her life. Whoa. 

NiceGuy accepts me for who I am, every god damn day. Yeah, I have faults. And a past. And issues that I can certainly work on. But you know what? He is there for every step of the way. Supporting me. Understanding me. And loving me on top of it. Do you know how fucking cool that is? 

Where has this man been all of my life? I know they say you have to go through some bad eggs before you truly appreciate a good one... but I wish he had been around so much earlier than he was. Because I am selfish like that. 

It is such a crazy thing to hear my friends tell me how much they like him (that has NEVER happened before) and how well we fit together, how great it is to see me so happy, and how he just fits in with our group, like he has always been there. That is NOT and easy accomplishment. My village is pretty god damn kooky!!

I am sure NiceGuy will be HORRIFIED to see that I am singing his praises so publicly. But I had to. He is SO.Freaking. Awesome. And he deserves to know how wonderful he is. 

This song sums up how I would like to be the rest of my life...... with NiceGuy by my side. On as many Double J adventures as we can possibly make happen. 


January 12, 2016

Where in the heck did the rest of 2015 go?

If you could figure out how the last 3 months have managed to fly by so quickly that would be great. It seems like October through December ALWAYS zoom by so fast that I barely have caught my breath and then its January, and that time of year when you make stupid resolutions.


I made some "goals" for myself. No necessarily a resolution per se. Just things I would like to work on in 2016. So here goes.

Goal #1. I have decided........... to stop biting my tongue. Shocking, I know, since most of you think I dont know how to do this in the first place! But really! So MANY things I let slide, or grumble to my friends about, or stewed on privately. NO MORE. Most people seem to think I have little to no filter anyway, so I am going to live up to it. Why not?

Goal #2. Try to stop interrupting people when they are speaking. Or trying to guess what they are going to say. It annoys the people around me.



As I like to do, I have taken a moment to reflect on my favorite moments of 2015:



  • Taking my first trip to Vegas with NiceGuy and our first "real" vacation together

  • Doodle turns 16 AND gets her drivers license

  • Lil C moves out of my house

  • I move in with NiceGuy

And my least favorite moments of 2015:


  • Boy child stress
  • Having to move unexpectedly
  • Having my car broken in to

I also thought to myself...... why not make a monthly goal? Isn't that  much easier than a yearly one? And it seems like a much easier thing to accomplish then putting stress on me all year.

Monthly Goal for January 2016: PURGE! Get rid of crap that is not needed, organize and categorize what I truly need, and what needs to go. I am sure I can find a home for all my goods.......

I would love to hear what your goals are for 2016. Feel like sharing? I will pull up a chair, with a glass of wine, and listen. Tell me.