Bully This

Last week was the roughest week of my professional career and as I reflect on the events of the past week I don't concentrate on the difficult tasks and the long hours but more on the lesson I learned. I spent a lot of last week being manipulated and taunted by a bully. I would imagine that she's always been a bully and that she often gets her way and in months or years past I would have let her get under my skin and not only ruin my week but also my weekend. This particular bully is mean. She's nasty and she's an ignoramus that can't even properly spell her insults but I'm not letting her bother me because I don't want to be like her. I'm sure she has a sad miserable life and the takes out that frustration on others as a way to make herself feel better. I'm not better than her but I can be a kind and understanding person and I can appreciate the goodness and happiness in all the little things because LIFE IS WONDERFUL and should be enjoyed and cherished.

10 Tiny Humans?

Here they are 9 of the 10 gorgeous tiny humans. How in the world could 9 kids and 6 adults not notice that one was missing? Who knows. None of that is important. What is important is that we are one crazy-weird family and even though we may not always like each other we do

LOVE

each other. These little people are the most important people in my world and I would do anything for them. Anything.

Eeney Meeny Miney Mo

Work has been insanely intense and I've had the opportunity to earn some extra money the real question is how shall I spend the money? I could easily piddle it away on little bits of nothing or I could buy myself something fun:

*plane ticket
*iPad
*new camera
*I'm sure I could think of a few other things...

Thoughts?

The New Me? Or, Just the Real Me?

I've recently discovered that I may possibly have become somewhat slightly high maintenance. How and when did this happen? And more importantly can a person be "slightly high maintenance?"

Probably not...

More Holiday Fun

Ang and Brayden

Nick and Becky doing a little Christmas jig

Ryan and Melly

Leslie and Brad

Just a little after dinner dancing

Casey and Patrick

Most of the gang at dinner--

Look at the gorgeous table and my fabulous friends!

Patrick Nick and Becky

Doing a little Garth Brooks.

Ang and Tory

Opening my awesome gift from Brandon.

Andrea Leslie and Jeff

This really truly was a wonderful holiday season so many

wonderful moments to remember forever. I love my life.

Love my friends and family and the bazillion blessings

I get to experience each day.

Happy Holidays to all!

Decisions are the Worst

Tonight after my weekly dinner date with RHC we went to look at a new apartment for me. My lease expired last week and against my better judgement I said I would sign another 6 month lease. To put it mildly I have major commitment issues and despise signing leases. Even though I have no real intention of moving I hate the thought of being stuck anywhere. After I agreed to sign the lease (but haven't done it yet) I discovered that there will be another noisy tiny human living upstairs in about 6 months. I love that my place is newish, mostly affordable and close to work. I love all my things but without a doubt my apartment is TINY. Miniature. Wee.

The place we looked at tonight is 2 blocks from where I currently live (so still super close to work) and is GIGANTIC. So freaking big--at least 2.5 times the size of my current place. The house is newer and pretty and I'd have a living room, two real bedrooms, a walk-in closet and a pantry in the kitchen. An actual pantry.

Reasons not to take the new place:

*I hate moving. A lot.
*More money per month
*I'd have to buy a washer/dryer and a bunch more furniture to fill all the space
*I did agree to sign the damn lease
*I hate moving
*The big fat unknown
*Would I really move to another place in The UC? If I were to move wouldn't it be up North?
*Did I say how much I hate moving?

Regardless of what happens it is something to think about and consider--as if I don't have enough rolling around in my head right now. Oy vey.

SERENITY NOW

I know I'm a stress case and I know I've had a lot of intense jobs and lots of ridiculous responsibilities but I've never worked this hard, under this much stress with this many complications in the air.

I'm not corporate-work-a-holic-girl. I like doing my little job, doing it well and bolting out the door at 4:58 to go experience my real life. I don't like running around like a crazy person and leaving work at 8:20 p.m. because I can't think any longer.

Oh, if I survive the next couple of weeks it will be the best New Years Miracle ever.

In the words of my good friend Mr. Costanza:

SERENITY NOW!

To The Real True Grit

Yesterday was my Grandpa's birthday. He died several years ago but I still think of him every year on his birthday. He was a real old fashioned cowboy with true grit--maybe even more grit than my father would have wished but he loved us and when we were little took us camping (yeah, I've been camping) and fishing and taught us how to ride horses. My mom said he was her real John Wayne and so yesterday in Grandpa's honor we went to see the new version of True Grit. The film was fantastic starring Jeff Bridges, Matt Damon and Hailee Steinfeld and makes me want to read the book. My Grandpa may not have been a US Marshal but he was a great man who could definitely out cowboy Rooster Cogburn.

Happy Birthday, Grandpa!