30 Days of Truth: Day Five

Day Five: Something you hope to do in your life.

I’ve actually blogged about this before, so I’ll link up that post Here.

I figure I’ll revisit that list & see if I’ve crossed anything off it yet.

There’s always things I want to do professionally. There’s always someone I want to interview, something fascinating I want to write about. It’s why I love my job so much; it’s ever changing.

Personally, it’s just that list & maybe graduate for a second time & actually become a law clerk & travel to two places: New Orleans & Ireland. But otherwise, it’s those six things & I fully intend to accomplish them all.

30 Days of Truth: Day One

Day one: something you hate about yourself.

That’s easy; almost everything.

I hate how I look. I always say I’m vain because I won’t leave my house without perfect hair & makeup when in reality, I think au natural moi looks like crap. The thought of anyone seeing me in my yoga pants with my hair a mess scares me more than a little. The boyfriend hates when I say I hate how I look & when I used the “you haven’t seen me first thing in the morning” comeback, he says he has & I look beautiful. I told him to get his eyes checked.

I sometimes wonder how he puts up with me. He’s wonderful; handsome, quiet, smart, funny, mature & level headed & I’m…an idiot. I have the worst time management skills, I talk way too much about every subject, especially my job, I work too much, I’m hypersensitive, I can be an immature goofballI, I sing along with the music at the mall & I cry a lot. The fact that he’s willing to a) be seen in public with me & b) deal with my lunacy & tell me it’s adorable makes him either even more wonderful or completely insane.

Truthfully, I wonder how anyone puts up with me. My friends are the most awesome people I know & they’re stuck with me as their companion. Personally if I had to listen to me cry after I Effed up AGAIN, I would have put me down Old Yeller Style, especially Drew. He clearly has the patience of a saint, as he deals with my immaturity, over analyzing & general kookiness. He deserves his own holiday.

I don’t have a lot of qualities that I like. I’m overweight, almost all of my character traits are flawed & I’m a huge pain in the ass. Most days, I’m pretty okay with this, because I’m still more fortunate than most people. I have my girls, an interesting job, opportunities, a relationship I’m happy with & an amazing support system (who are going to slap me when they read this hahaha) & I managed to do it all even though I am a huge pain in the ass! Then there are the other days, when I look @ myself & wonder what anyone sees in me that’s worth knowing.

The one good thing is that my daughters are much smarter than I am. They KNOW they’re amazing & I tell them so every single day. I want them to be much more secure than I am & not a therapist’s dream. They’ll go much farther in life than I have & will change the world for the better. They’re my greatest accomplishment & I often wonder what I did to deserve them, so I would know to do it every day.

Happy Valentine’s Day!

You know, the day where we celebrate the decapitation of a martyr who defended his religion with stale chocolate crap!

I know I must sound cyncial, but I have never understood Valentine’s Day. The idea that someone needs a day to tell me that I am special to them makes me a little bit sad. If you care about me, shouldn’t I mean something to you all year round?

I will admit that I do buy the three loves of my life (my daughters) stuffed unicorns every year, because they love the idea of Valentine’s Day and it makes them happy. It’s our little tradition and it means something to us.

However, I think too much emphasis is placed on  one day. Many people will allow their partner to step on them all year long but then on Valentine’s Day, they receive some sentiment all the other 364 days of mistreatment are long forgotten. So, I have always chosen to refrain…until this year.

Maybe I didn’t go all out or anything but I did get my beau something. I realized that by autocratically nixing the idea of today, I wasn’t being fair. What if it’s a big deal to him? My daughters  really wanted to buy everyone they love gifts so we did. I didn’t even throw up.

Maybe it’s because I purchased items for people who treat me with love and respect all year round, so it was no different than MH’s random gift giving days. I’m with a man who treats me beyond well, so I wanted to do something nice for him. My friends are amazing supports to my girls and myself so it was nice to do something nice for them. I’ll probably never decorate the house or get excited about the whole idea of Valentine’s Day, in fact my evening consists of a lot of writing and homework with no date or romance on the menu. But, it was nice to help the girls make people happy and in turn make them happy, as they loved picking out stuff for everyone they care about (They contend that their gifts are better than mine haha).

Maybe they’ll grow up to become one of those hopeless romantics. Either way, I really can’t force my anti-holiday stance on them. So, I hope that they enjoyed their shopping and their gift giving and have fun with their dad on their daddy-daughter date. After all, this day is allegedly about love and there is no one that I love more. So, Happy Valentine’s Day little ones, I hope it’s everything you want it to be.

“Always do what you’re afraid to do…and sometimes that means loving someone.” – Raine Maida

This Blog Saved My Life (30 Things)

Hash tags amuse me.

The latest Twitter craze is “30 Things About Me”. How DOES one condense that into 140 characters? I couldn’t, but I’m long winded.

I started thinking about whether or not I could come up with 30 facts about myself that people don’t already know. I’m pretty much an open book and if someone wants to know something, they could just ask. But it still seemed like an interesting idea, so I decided to compile a list.

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