Dear Diary,

I am an adult.


Here is what I mean.  You have yours friends.  We all do however then you have those friends who absolutely will not under penalty of death, just swing on by without an invitation.  We all have those people who would annoy the whatever out of us if they did just show up.  But ya know, I wish, just wish that some of my friends who feel the freedom to say hello more often.  It would seem that a formal "how do you do" is in order for the lot of them.  It almost seems as if that is what adults are supposed to do.
I say this because not 5 years ago life was completely different in this aspect.  People felt okay with just swinging on by at dinner time or whenever it pleased them and there was no formal (or any kind of) verbal invite needed.  Now, maybe I'm old?  Maybe, when a person ages, their manners become an unwritten necessity?  Why should my friends feel the need for all of this stuff and nonsense?  Because I might be busy?
Here is an unwritten rule that I am making up as of right now:

If you and I hang out, goof off, crack each other up, and talked about "issues" in the same day, come on over unannounced.  I am never too busy to see your bright and shining bea-u-tiful face.  This also goes for if you have come over for a fish fry...ever.

Lots of love to you all and remember, keep smiling!


Opened Up a Can Of ....

I started seeing a counselor about a month ago.  Well, we started started seeing one.  She is an amazing Christian counselor who isn't offensive or out to send anybody off to get on meds.  So a whole can of worms was opened up when we started.  I knew things were bothering me and that I couldn't get past them, however I never expected  to feel tossed about and turned upside down all the while being able to think clearly for once.
Then it happens, a very good unnamed person says to me, "Hey, you there! You've been acting differently!" (This of course is not what was actually said but you get the point)  "No I haven't" I say but this person is insistent.  Okay people, when you go to talk to someone so that you can get an outside point of view, sometimes ya feel better!  Just better.  You learn that life isn't perfect and that you don't have to please people and then "voila!" happens.  In my special case, "viola" means that I can think straight and am able to handle stress.  No more panic attacks.  Yes, people, after one month, your favorite whatever-I-am-to-you is happy! Just imagine how I'll be after a whole year! Maybe even (wait foooorrrrr it) fine and dandy!

* disclaimer -happiness is not a bad thing and neither is feeling any emotion at all. thank you and have a good day!


The Confused Thoughts of This 30 Something Wife

So I have been reading my own blog and I have
realized that my blog falls under the severely boring category.  I write on it for a myriad of reasons (when I remember to) however the thoughts that I have put upon these pages have only been occasionally interesting.  So here is the plan....

1.  Getting my blog an actual theme.  This means a certain topic to write about.  In my case it could be about homeschool, book reviews, life by the beach, crafting, being a mom, being southern and all of it's eccentricities, or being the wife of a husband who works so much he is often not home until very late or working through to the next day. hmmmm...

2. Actually writing on the blog instead of forgetting about it.

3. Not editing my own blog and thoughts.  Write what I think and not be afraid to speak my mind. another hmmmm...goes here.

Finally, I could throw in the towel, write whatever ramblings are on my mind and leave it at that.

So what do you think?