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Pick me ups

I don't know about you guys, but I have the Monday blah's. So, I decided to try to find something uplifting on the internet. Here is what I came up with. Only a few more hours & then I get to cuddle up & watch bachelor.

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Nightmares

I once had a tooth. A very bad tooth. 

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It had given me problems since I was 15 years old. It had been drilled & filled. It had been root canaled.  And on Wednesday, very unexpectedly, it got yanked out of my mouth. Now, for those of you who don't know...I have a very legitimate fear of dentist...a fear that requires ativan. On Wednesday I didn't take my ativan. I was feeling confident. Happy to be getting it fixed, again. It is the way these things always happen isn't it? You are faced with your own personal nightmare when you least expect it...when you let your guard down a little. BAM! It finds ya. In my case it came due to an X-ray that reveled a really bad infection trapped under my tooth. Before I knew it, I was getting 6 needles & having my tooth ripped out of my head. Wow... I'm not going to go into detail here about the actual pulling, as I see it as kinda like talking about your labor...you never know who reading is going to find themselves someday in labor & I don't want to be the reason that they are refusing to go into the delivery room...same here. I don't want to be responsible for you getting up out of your dentist chair when they tell you that they have to pull your tooth. But, ummm, that's exactly what you should do...get up & run the hell out. Jooooking, kinda. 

Anyways... I survived. My worst nightmare became a reality & I survived. Just another challenge that I overcame.Yay me!! Okay, so it wasn't pretty. My legs shook the whole entire time I was getting the needles & the dentist had to keep repeating "it's okay sherri, just breathe thru your nose...breathe thru your nose...breathe thru your nose" & the dentist assitant kept wiping my face as tears were pouring out of my eyes. So yeah, it wasn't pretty, but I survived. And I better keep working on my fears, cuz I hear the whole "implant process" isn't exactly pleasent. Lovely :)

My lil miracle

I just re-read this post & it seriously gave me goose bumps, just the memory of it. I wanted to share it here again, just because it is one of my most special stories. I once & only lifetime experience...I want to remember it forever

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I'm writing this because I have always wanted to journal this experience. So I am doing it here. Actually, I did write it once but I ended up burning that journal, so I am telling it again:) This honestly, truly happened to me. I kid you not. It was/is one of the most incredible, inspiring, spiritual, experience's that has ever happened to me. Okay, picture it...

It was early April 2006, it was rainy & cold in the city I was living in at the time. I was sitting in a coffee shop, reading the paper, waiting for my bus. I was in the big comfy chair by the fire, watching people coming in & out. This older, stylish, professional lady, whose hair was completely grey, the beautiful shiny kinda grey, caught me watching her come in. She grabbed her coffee & sat directly across from me, in the other big comfy chair We exchanged quick smiles. I went back to reading my paper. She was reading a thick, hardcover novel(Wow, I can't believe the details I can remember). We sat that way for maybe 5 minutes when she asked me if I could read a passage in her book to her out loud. I said certainly. She marked where I was to begin & end. I was nervous, but I have read out loud tons to kids, so I was also feeling kinda calm. I was about 5 words in when I was hit. I was reading about a young woman on a journey, looking to settle, and not really sure how, struggling with who she was. This effin stuff was about me.I was experiencing almost this exact turmoil that was being described. I remember feeling very overwhelmed (and I remember that feeling not leaving). I teared up as I was reading it. I looked up at her, she had her eyes closed. I stopped at her mark. I had read almost half a page. She smiled, thanked me for it reading it to her. She said she was giving a speech later that day and she needed to feel the author, in that moment, to be able to perform her speech the way she intended. I was speechless. I wanted to say something...something  meaningful. But I was speechless. She got up to leave & as she put on her jacket, she turned to me, looked me straight in the eye(she literally made my heart stand still), leaned to me and said"expect a miracle". I looked at her with my mouth open, I swear. I didn't say anything & she was gone. I was in a dreamlike state all day, thinking about what it could have meant. Who was this lady? Was this some kind of random coincidence? I told D & about it that night (he responded with a "freaky") & I called my BFF. I knew she would feel me on this one. She didn't let me down. She felt as touched by something as I did. She was quiet for a moment, and then said"omg, you're going to have a baby". I said "What?? NO. No. No.No" she said "are you late?" & I said  "only 4 days, but I've been stressed" she said "Sher, I'm a mom. The only miracle, is having a baby". I said " I was hoping I was going to win the lottery" she said "Sorry sister"(Swear. This is so so true!). I told D what she said, he responded with a "yikes". This was Friday night. Monday morning we took the test. Yup. Pregnant! 3.5months pregnant. That's right. Had my period the whole time, till the last one. Not a sign of pregnancy(at least I thought so at the time, looking back...there were a couple signs). Found out in April we were pregnant had baby by September 5th. Miracle:)

A journey

It's been a little over a year since I found out I have anxiety disorder. I mean, I knew for a long long time that I had an anxiety problem, but I never really thought it was a disorder. It's been a strange time, actually. I feel like I have been thru the ringer a little, to be honest. But i also feel more free then I ever have in my life.  But the feeling that is the most overwhelming is relief. Holy, there were points in my life when I thought I had something much worse wrong with me. Also, the diagnose gave me the answer to my question that I had asked myself, um maybe 100 million times in my life....what's is wrong with me? what the fuck is wrong with me? Seriously, a 100 million times that went thru my head. In May I got my answer. Anxiety.. The tricky thing with anxiety is that it comes out a thousand different ways. It is literally different for everybody. What is also interesting, at least to me, is that every living person feels anxious at some point & time in their life. For some people though, like me, the grey line that is between "typical anxiety" &  an anxiety disorder is very blurry.

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 So this blog...this blog is the story of my anxiety, my blurry grey line. What it has done to me over the years. How it has played into hundreds of bad decisions. Anxiety had power in my life for a long long time. It's still there. But a little less powerless. That's improvement, baby. You are talking to a girl who never ever thought things could be different. That I could be different. For me, anxiety really leaked into my self-esteem. Looking back I can'tbelieve how little confidence I had in myself. It's make me sad. But it also makes me mad. I missed out on alot of pretty amazing opportunities because I didn't believe in myself. Because I couldn't control my freaking anxiety. Because I let the stupid self talk in my head, tell me I couldn't do something. I backed out of everything. I made plans that I never kept. I committed myself to people, events, only to pull out last second. I have literally used every excuse in the book to get out of something that I had wanted to do. That I was excited about. I would wake up in the morning, go thru my whole morning routine, get completely ready for work only to find myself on the phone, telling someone that I was sick. I wont be in today. Hundreds of times. It's embarrassing. Shameful. But it was who I was. WAS. I'm trying. I really am. I have gotten alot better with my self talk & that in its self, has helped huge. I'm motivated. More motivated than I have ever been. I want to know myself. The real me. Not the anxiety ridden person. But me. The girl who loves daises, music, her children.I'm on a journey. A journey to a place where I blame myself for nothing but forgive for everything. Yup, that is where I want to be. I bet there, I will find peace. Finally.

Strong enough

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“There comes a time when you have to stand up and shout:This is me damn it! I look the way I look, think the way I think, feel the way I feel, love the way I love! I am a whole complex package. Take me... or leave me. Accept me - or walk away! Do not try to make me feel like less of a person, just because I don't fit your idea of who I should be and don't try to change me to fit your mold. If I need to change, I alone will make that decision.When you are strong enough to love yourself 100%, good and bad - you will be amazed at the opportunities that life presents you.”

Affected

On December 15th, here in Alberta, there was a triple murder suicide. 2 of the 3 people killed were from the same province as I grew up in where my family still lives, living in the same province as I do now. There was a third person as well, a girl, 21. Her name is Shayna & she survived. She was shot 3 times, left for dead, but she survived. I can't imagine the long road she has ahead of her. I mean really. Their story goes a little like this{this is just my summery of what i have been following on the news}...


2 young 20 yearolds from a small province, best friends, baseball teammates. Their names are Mitch & Tanner. It was Tanner's bday & they had stayed out late partying. They were both flying home together for Christmas holidays. Shayna, Tanner's ex-gfriend, or gfriend, I'm not sure, but friends obviously, was driving them 3 hours to the airport. She was driving her friends vehicle. Her's friends name is Tabitha. Tabitha has an ex-boyfriend name Derek. Derek followed them, rammed into the back of Tabitha's SUV. Shayna, who was driving, got out. He shot her 3 times. He then shot Tabitha, Mitch, & Tanner. Killing them. He then turned the gun on himself. Wtf, eh? How does this even happen.


I can't tell you how much this tragedy has affected me. Grown me up. I feel connected to it in such strong way, even though I did not know any of the kids involved. But I relate to all of them. I mean. Shayna. I was Shayna. Living away. Driving a friends vehicle. It's such a miracle that she survived. She was meant to survive. She amazes me.


Those boys. I feel connected to them in a couple different ways. First, I know what it is like for boys, from my  island, to be living out west. I know how damn excited they get when their boys gets home & they get to drink beer together again. I know what it is like to be excited to be flying home for Chirstmas. I feel like, in away, I knew what they were feeling. And then....as a mother. I can't imagine what their precious families are going thru. They were innocent bystanders in all of this, & that has to be an extremly difficult thing to accept. They were almost pro ball players. They were so so loved by their friends, their teammates, their coaches & their families. I did not know them & I feel their void here on earth so I can only imagine what the families are feeling.


Tabitha. Her family spoke @ the memorial that was held for all these amazing people. They devastated, of course, to lose this vibrant, beautiful part of their family. They showed a video of her, car dancing &  it truly showed her personality. She was lovable. You could tell. Her life ended much too short. Ended by her ex-boyfriend. Bless her beautiful heart. 


Derek. I mean. What to say. He seemed like he was a good person,before that dreaded night on the highway, I have no idea. It seemed to surprise everyone in his life that he was capable of this. He was moving to start his life in a new city after his breakup with Tabitha. I don't know what went so wrong for him that night...he took innocent lives. Affected innocent people. His parents. Suffering terribly, I'm sure. Trying to make sense of what happened to their son. And he's gone too...

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This whole tragedy has woken me up. I have to say, I have never felt more vulnerable, but you never know what day will be your last. Or what day will be last for someone you love. I wont take for granted my life any more. Not after grieving for lives gone so innocently. I think of Shayna everyday. She here, in the same city as myself, physically recovering. I can only imagine that the emotional wounds will take significantly longer. 

Confused yet

I'm sad & lonely tonite. It's funny considering I live in a house full of boys~ one hubby & 2 sweet sweet sons~ but they are sleeping,  plus it's not them i'm missing. I'm missing my family, like my ma, pa, bro family. Ugh. Living so far away from them was a terrible mistake. If I had the opportunity to kick my heels 3 times & go back to my little island... be 20 again...I would make a different decision. I would not have left. I mean, I had no idea at the time that I would leave & never really be able to find my way back. I was young, the free-spirit kind & I wasn't thinking what  my future would be like...I left because I wanted to leave, period. I'm completely took for granted that I could  go back any time I wanted to.  I was very young & very stupid. I always believed that the problem was something else, where I lived, who I lived with, whatever...it took me a while to figure out why the problems always seemed to follow me....I was the fucking problem. 


I was raised in an extremely sheltered environment. I have very loving parents, but man-o-man do they have their issues. My biggest problem with them now, as an adult, is that I don't feel that they raised me to survive in the world, properly...they didn't provide me with the necessary life skills, I guess. This is getting confusing...long story short, my mother has OCPD. Among many things one of the symptoms of OCPD is the need to control.  I was the first born, her baby girl, & she controlled me. Again, sounding confusing...she picked out my clothes for me every morning for school, I  had very little say. I did not ever once make my bed, do laundry, vacuum, cook or bake the 18 years I lived there {of course, these are just a few examples...her control leaked into many areas of my life}. I wasn't really allowed to spend time alone in my room {in case i made a mess, cleaning is another huge deal for mom}Then at a very young 17 I left home. I graduated high school in my small town & moved to the "big city" and it wasn't good folks. I had no damn clue what i was doing & that is very relevant in my memories of life gone by. So, I guess I blame them for that. They set me up to fail & then, because of their own issues, were not able to be there for me when I needed them. So damn them for that. 


But that is only one part of my parents. For years I dwelled on that part alone. All the ways they screwed me over. I blamed them for a long time. But in the last couple of years I feel things changing inside of me. I don't care as much anymore. Hell, I'm a parent now & I get how hard it truly is to parent. I realize that they loved me & did their best. They provided everything they could for me.  I needed to let all the resent I had towards them go. So I did. I let it go. And now I miss them. I wish that I lived down the street from them that my kids recognized their faces from seeing them so often, just out & about, or on our weekly Sunday visits, that I would insist we have. Instead we settle for Sunday night skype night. 

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It may sound weird...that I would go back in time & maybe change the way my life went. I have 2 children that I love & adore, a husband that needs me & I need him, so how could I  possibly go back & change something knowing that it would change the outcome of my life now. It kind of sounds like I'm saying that I don't like my life now. That's  not true.So not true.  I like my life, now. I just don't like my past. I don't like living with regrets, ya know. Some things I would change considering what I know now & not what I thought then. But hey, I can't go back. We all know that. So I go forward, clutching on to the lessons I have learned. I believe that's what life is about. Learning, growing, changing. You can never go back, but what a blessing it is to  move forward  a wiser more mature smarter woman. That in itself, for me, is a huge gift! Peace n love

generations

Social media amazes me. It makes me wish I was 10 years younger. That's the generation that grew up with the internet. They know it as well as we know what it was like to have to bookcover your school books, because they were at least 5 years new or something. Seriously. I would have loved to have grew up with the internet at my fingertips.

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I'm pretty sure I would be a different person. A smarter person. The internet has defiantly made me smarter. I mean, my hubby & I watch TED video's together all the time. They educate us, right?! Facebook...I have a love/hate relationship with. I love how easy it is for me to keep in touch with my family. To be able to see my cousin's baby's & for my parents to see my babies, so easily. But I hate it...because I think it's like a brag book. People only post the good shit going on in their life. No body hangs out their dirty laundry on facebook. At least, nobody in my generation. I think my generation still feel the effects at how terrible our parents were with communication. I mean what the hell was wrong with those baby boomers...I mean, my generation is better, but we are nothing compared to the new up & coming generation that does feel comfortable airing their dirty laundry on facebook & everything else. 


Twitter, I love. I think it is hilarious that we can keep up with celebrity's that easily. I had a few tweet backs from some people that I really like & consider famous, & let me tell ya, it totally made my day. See, that's the other thing with my generation. We grew up with famous people being untouchable. I mean, paparazzi wasn't even anything like what we see know (or maybe I should ask NKOTB this}. I once got a snail mailed picture of "the rocket"  when I was in elementary school. That was a prize pocession, let me tellya.

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Oh but the internet has also provided us a whole new platform for bullying. It has to end. My heart breaks every time I hear of kids being bullied. It's killing kids. Literally. It has to end. I want to help find a way to take control of what is happening with our children, with my children. And on that note I am going to go "cuggle" with my boys. My babies.

What can I say

I tried to start a new blog, but it just didn't feel right. Mommy's lil Corner is where I belong. This is the right space, & maybe even the only space, that I feel comfortable expressing myself. So, this is where I will stay...or where I will come back to anyways. 

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I am going to update with posts that I wrote for My life of Sunshowers. Like all my posts, I put my heart into them so I want to share them here. 


I hope you can welcome me back into the bloggy world. I have missed you all & am really hoping for connections with you, again. I have become buried under this life as wife & mommy. I love it, but holy crap it's hard to find the balance....I feel like I know myself better then I ever have. I get myself in way that has given me some peace. But, I feel like I can't really express it... "Sherri" is not really who I am anymore, I'm "Mommy" now, but let me tellya, "Sherri" wants out & I think this is the perfect place for me to let loose. OooohhhhYayyyyyyyy!

Exciting stuff

Hello beautiful bloggy friends. Just wanted to pop in & let you know that I have started another blog. I'm trying something a little different, a little more personal & would love for you to check it out. I love Mommy's lil Corner & I plan on keeping this blog going at least a little bit. This is where I will post pictures of my boys & document their life.

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Anyways, I'm just catching up on some of your blogs & what can I say. Lots of exciting stuff going on....new babies on the way. New babies that arrived. New boyfriends traded in for old husbands, I swear it's never dull here in bloggy land! I hope you are all well & I have missed you all & thought about you over these last few months. Odd, considering I have never met any of you in "real life", but when my heart is touched it stays touched & I never forget. And I haven't forgot a single one of you!

Inspiration

*tweeted by @AshleySpivey

35 seems pretty old

Ugh. I have a birthday coming up. A mid life one...the big 3 5.....even though I still like to think I don't look a day older then 30!! I don't, right?! 

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And then there is where I live. It's a big  kind of a bone of contention in my marriage actually. I don't want to live in this city anymore. I'm not a city girl, like I thought I was. At least not this big of a city. I want to move home. Back to my little Island & raise my boys there.  I think about it all the time way too often. What it would be like to have my parents close by...to be able to get to know my gorgeous niece...to have a support network at my fingertips. To live somewhere, where traffic is laughable, I mean there is no traffic. It doesn't take 2 damn hours to do a small errand. I want to move back. But...it's not that simple. My husband has a really good job here...he can not imagine what it would be like to move that far east. He's not really willing...So, here is where we stay. Sucky.

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I don't know. The whole birthday thing has gotten me thinking about who I want to be for the next 35+ years. I mean, I know who I have been & I am working on accepting that person. And now I feel I have this opportunity as a mother, as a women, to be some one different. I have a idea now of life & I since having kids I sure don't take it for granted. I feel different then the person I was 10 years ago....so different. I mean, talk about maturing in the last ten years, I did that. Now, it's time for me to shine...I just feel it:)

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We are all excited about Halloween tomorrow!! I wish it was today though, since it is so beautiful outside, but it will fun regardless of the weather. Z is being a ninga & wy is a purple but he thinks he is barney{you know, that purlple singing dinosaur} so we are going with that!! I love my kids!!

Can you really ever come back...

too the blogging world?? Well, I am going to try friends. Wow. It's been a looooooong time. Lots has happened some good, some not so good, you know real life stuff. I can't really explain why I haven't been around or maybe i can. It started with a comment I got, about a comment I made during a commenting challenge & I felt so terrible & so completely misunderstood, that I decided to take a bloggy break....a couple weeks, I thought. I was still reading blogs like crazy though, just not writing. Then, the not so good stuff i will get into all of that, i promise in my life started to happen and everyone else seemed to be living this wonderful amazing life, & I started to feel.....jealous. So, I do what I do & I quit writing. A mistake. I should have been writing, it's probably when I needed to be most. Regret. But I can change it all up now & start writing again, about the good, the bad, the ugly, I'm going to write about it all! This is what I have decided to do with my lil corner here!! If anyone still reads, thank you from the bottom of my heart! I have missed you all, even though I know you only from the words you write, I still feel very connected to some of you & I CANNOT wait to go visit your blogs & see what you have been up too!! I maybe a little gunshy on making comments, but I want to let you know that I am back & I have missed you!! Now a few pics of my boys to catch ya up....

wy, growing growing & growing

z caught his 1st fish this summer

there they are Z & Wy

High on life

I'm linking up with Heather @ Some Kind of Wonderful & Christina @ My silly life today because I think they are the sweetest{& I still totally owe Heather some earrings. They are coming Heather, I promise. Just need Canada Post to go off strike...} & I have some news....happy news...and my happy news fits perfectly, beeeeecause this news just makes me 

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Our whole family is excited. We just found out that we are going to be auntie & uncle{again} & that the boys will have a new cousin come next January. Yay!! At Z's last soccer game my sis n law & niece, Bri, came to watch. 

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They were there for about 5 minutes when I got sight of Bri's shirt. It said "this lil monkey is going to be a big sister" I think I squealed & screamed congratulations & that's when everyone else was like "wha? what's going on" and I just pointed to little Bri's shirt!! We are all thrilled to have a little baby in our lives again...what a gift! My sis n law though, is having a rough go of it. She was extremly sick the first go around...& she says it's worse this time. So please send your good karma her way:) Enjoy your Thursday!!

2nd Annual Commenting Challenge

I am soooo excited to be linking up with Jenna @ Jenna's Journey for her 2nd Annual Commenting Challenge. I spotted this challenge from Kat @ Living Like the kings & I am so grateful, cuz it's exactly what I have been needing, yo. 

If you are here from the challenge..... Welcome to my lil Corner & thanks for stopping in. I like to vent here from time to time, but mostly I enjoy writing about & posting pictures of my 2 sweets Z & Wy

  

From time to time I will mention this guy

  

 sometimes I will talk about how challenging & rediculously fun I find our life on a day to day bases, like seriously

  

So enjoy, & feel free to dig around, friends!! I can't wait to go around & read  your blogs!! See you soon!! XO

Monday after...

such a great weekend

Hated to see it end. But here we are....Monday. At least we have the memories to get us thru the week*sigh*. Dude, are the weekends just not that much better in the summer?! Seriously, this family is lovin life right now. Hope you all had a fab looooooong weekend:)

Happy 4th to all you beautiful americans

Monday Moo

1.) How Long have you been blogging and How Long do you stay on the computer per day? I dipped my toes in bloggy world last October...I had originally called my blog faith or fear but soon realized that I wanted to change how I was blogging & what I was blogging about, so in January I re-named it Mommy's lil Corner & it has been a huge part of my life ever since. 
I don't get very long, if any time at all...sometimes I have choose sleep over  computer time, & thanks okay by me:)

2.) Do you schedule your posts and/or keep a bunch of posts in drafts? ( I talk about this in our upcoming e-course.) Oooohhh how I would love to be that organized. Never. No

3.) Do you make money off your blog? If so, tell us how {via sponsors, monetizing}-Share your success. If not, tell us if you'd like to and what you need from us to help you. {We discuss sponsorship in our e-course as well}. Not a penny:)

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couple deeeeep thoughts

I have written before about my sheltered childhood. It has come to haunt yet again, like a lil sheltered ghost in my marriage. Now, not to say things aren't good with D & I, because they are, most of the time. It's just....marriage is not what i expected. It's not easy. Shit.  I don't know if I expected it to be easy....it's more that i didn't know what to expect. My parents are married...celebrated their 35th this year... are they happy? good question. They have had their issues, even though they tried desperately to hide them...i know, they had their issues. But they didn't share any of that with me. They made it seem so easy. You meet someone. You start a family. They take care of you. I never took into account that during the marriage, we are still two seperate people, growing, changing, whatever...a marriage is still 2 seperate people...trying to live together, be each others support while still trying figure your own self out....if that isn't tricky enough, throw in The boys. We are parents first & we have very few issues there. We parent well together. I feel extremely blessed to have him as my sons father. I would honestly not trade him in for another parent. ever. When it comes to parenting, he is my rock.

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Have you ever had someone tell you that you need to let, the expectation of what you wanted a person to be, go? I have. Once when I opened up to someone about my mother & they very kindly & very gently told me that I need to let the idea of what i thought my mother should be, or even who i thought she could be, go & begin to accpect her for her. Ocd & all. I got goosebumps when she told me this. I knew she was right. I started working on it in that moment. Of letting go. It has been a proccess  is still in progess...and will always be, a little bit, anyways. I'm still working on the hurt I feel, & grieving opportunities that I missed out on, when I had no control over it. But. It's much much better. And because of it. I am a happier person......I'm realizing I need to do the same with D. Letting go the husband i thought he should be, or the husband i feel could be, & just start accepting him as the husband he is. Because I do love him. As is.

 Last night D, the boys & I went to a bbq @ a new friends place. Her, the kids & I have hung out a few times, but last night was the first night we hung out as families. It was lovely. We all had a delicious, fun time. At one point all the boys {her 3 & my  2} were on the trampoline. The daddy's were outside watching & Shan & I were on her patio having a couple glass of wine. When I noticed that D was letting our boys wrestle on the trampoline which is a huge no no for me. It always ends in disaster. I yelled at him to make them stop & he just waved me off. I looked at Shan & rolled my eyes a nasty habit of mine since I was 2,supposedly & I said something along the lines of when is he going to learn that the situation is going to end in a disaster.

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 She smiled & agreed with me but never said anything. Later & another glass of wine we started talking marriage. I telling her that we just celebrated our 3rd anniversary & i made kinda snarky remark about us getting to 9 years {which her & her husband are celebrating in a couple of weeks}. She told me that one thing she learned within the first five years of her marriage with P, her hubs, was that  he is his own person. And she wouldn't challenge that. I asked her what she meant & she said...well, like when D was watching the boys on the trampoline. You don't like that they wrestle, probably because it makes you feel a little out of control with the situation{BAM}. But it doesn't make D feel out of control...he's cool with it. Moral of the story when you are watching them you don't let them wrestle, when D is watching them he decides what the boundaries our. Interesting right. She defiantly gave me something to think about. And honestly, I really respect her for saying that too me. I didn't feel like she was judging me at all, just offering some wifey advice. Mucho respect for me knew friend. Can't wait for more wine bbq's. What are your thoughts on Shan said? Agree? Not so much?? Curious:)

let's get freaky...

 Cuz it's Friiiiiday!!! I have been wanting to link up with Lauren at the little things we do for awhile now. So I am so excited to link up today!! My very first 

The last movie I saw was  This is odd, but it was  Hendricks Motorsport Story. I loved it, but it so doesn't reprsent my movie tastes at all. So, the movie before that one, that i watched, was Black Swan. Wild. I liked it, but i can't say i loved it...too many unanswered questions for this chickee.

2.  I want to  party like its 1999.... or just have a drink with the hubs tonight by the fire!

3.  Surprises are  the best form of my anxiety! I love em, but I need to figure them out first! Lol!! But me love  giving surprises!

4.  The best accessory is a wicked bag & killer earrings!

5.  My favorite warm drink is  my first cup of coffee. Every morning

6.  My favorite cold drink is   pepsi. Bad i know...

7.  Currently loving  This article i just finsished reading about the amazing people in Vancouver that came together to clean up that awesome city.  Ugh. That riot  is a disgrace & does not represent the people of Vancouver or Canadian hockey fans, at all. I kinda wish that game, just never happened.... Opps, i'm suppose to talk about what i love...the ariticle, I do love!! Also loving that it's FRIDAY!!!!!!

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