It all started with a cup of coffee.....

and a good friend to share it with.

I have been in such a good mood lately. And I honestly didn't know where it came from . I know I say this with shock, because honestly I am. I wouldn't say I'm over enthusiastic everyday and I wouldn't say I'm the one person in the room who always has a smile on her face. Most days I'm just content >> and the others  I feel robotic. But for the last week I have been energized, and motivated and all around happy. I have picked up several hobbies and such in the past looking for that person I use to be before i was someone to everyone else. That fun loving girl I loved being in my youth. And I honestly was looking invalidly at thinking a task or hobby would bring her out. All that i needed was some time with someone who brings her out in me. Someone who doesn't need me to wipe their nose, sign a paper or cook them dinner.

Thank You >>> and I love you so very much!

Rambles.....(is that a word?)

wow I haven't been on in over a week. this working from home thing sounds ideal, but it isn't as lackadaisical as one may think. (there are no bon bon  & soaps to be found) dividing my time between two toddlers and a baby and all my home chores, and lets not forget the dog is rather exhausting. I'm finding it difficult to remember to put the laundry in the dryer and change out of my lounge wear before my oldest gets home. On most days I'm content with clean bottoms and full bellies. To me that counts as a productive day. Last night i even indulged and had the hubby bring home dinner. If you know me then you'd know that was a rare act. I cook dinner every night but last night was not the night. On top of a teething baby and my very own lil one being very demanding, my teenager comes home to tell me another child is spreading rumors about her. Find this ironic considering this other child doesn't talk to my daughter. So.... exhausted from only 5 hrs sleep and my day, dinner would have been a fire hazard. I diffused my festering emotions of the teenage drama by talking to another mom and my wonderful husband took over toddler duty after i fell asleep and she didn't. Not only does the lil one look like her daddy she also can go and go and go >> with little or no sleep. Myself on the other hand can Not! Lack of Food and sleep can very well cause me to snap. But today is a new day and it is beautiful out and I plan to take all three kids outside and let them play while I try and read a lil bit. HAHAHA

this brings me to my Quote of the day (and my favorite quote of all time)

You wanna make GOD Laugh tell him your plans!!

have a glorious Thursday and I'll catch you all later!

Today is the day I was born~

                                          
I think I'll be a little nostalgic today and post some of my favorite birthday memories. My husband thinks I have the greatest memory here's the test! I hope I pass.

When all else fails I can always count on my BF to make me feel special on this day. I'll never forget the strawberry cake and all the birthdays she made a big deal about me and didn't ask for anything in return. She is absolutely the most inspirational person I have ever met!

My Sweet Sixteenth was spent w/ another incredible friend and I went directly after school got my license and drove her around after our basketball game just for the heck of it. And she return the favor the following week when we celebrated her getting her license as well.  I also got my leather motorcycle jacket as a gift from my father who offered me the traditional diamond that I declined b/c I just wanted to be different. I also got Glamor Shots done as well. And that was the first time I'd ever seen the beauty that can happen with make-up!

I can't overlook my eighteenth. My doctor gave me basketball tickets to go see UNC my favorite college team and I took another wonderful friend. I happened to be dating a new guy at the time as well. Who knew I'd end up being the mother of his children and falling asleep by his side every night!

My 21st was not what you'd think it would be  it was my first trip to Outback. I didn't get my drink on as I was 6 months preggers with my oldest. It was an early night and pretty uneventful.

My birthday last year was eventful for most of the east coast it was 'Snowmeggaden" and also the Super bowl. Spent the morning digging out in shifts w/ the hubs and then in traditional fashion we made wings and football munchies and settled in to watch the game. In which the Saints won!!

maybe after some thought others will come to mind and I'll post later

to be continued..........

Who I really am......

HA! What a busy week. When I started my blog it was suppose to be about me and finding myself. Not where I talk about my kids and recap my day. I look at others and am so envious that they have something that they are besides a "mommy". My MIL> she is a quilter, My BF is a crafter and scrap-booker. My sister is a stamper and makes the most incredible cards. And even my husband is a gamer and plays the guitar (very well) making him a musician. (in mine and my children's eyes at least) I laugh at myself because as much as I try to avoid it, I'm a mother, mommy, momma, MOM! I feel there is this inner-self screaming to get out but I don't seem to have the time to find her. And with this I'm not sad but come to the reality that I am who I am. I have a teenager who talks to me and tells me why she loves me and that she is glad I'm her mother. I have a preteen who loves me and looks forward to absolutely anything just to be by my side. And I have my toddler who has made all of our worlds MORE. More fun, more messy, more colorful and more lovable. She really is the cherry on top. They each bring out the best ( and sometimes worst ) of each other. And they are mine. I carried them in me and gave birth to them and am raising them to the best of my ability. It may not be perfect but it sure is wonderful. I love my girls and they make me who I am. A Mom..... nothing more but certainly nothing less.

Quote for today~

Have a heart that never hardens, a temper that never tires, a touch that never hurts.
Charles Dickens