I am quite the quote fanatic. I love them. And I'm always looking for new ones. And then applying them to my life, thinking: "They wrote this just for ME!" (Which is honestly not the case, but I just won't admit that).
My newest quote, well, it fits my life to a tee.
Please enjoy.
"Take chances... a lot of them. Because honestly, no matter where you end up- and with who, it always ends up just the way it should be. Your mistakes make you who you are... you learn and grow with each choice you make. Everything is worth it. Say how you feel always. Be you, and be okay with it."
I just love how other people put things into perspective. And then they publish them, so I can read them over and over again, enjoying it just as much each time as I did the first.
Thank you for telling my life story, only summarized, and in much prettier words.
9.05.2011
The littlest things
Today I received a letter from a couple who became good friends of mine very quickly. Their sweet words brought tears to my eyes reading what they wrote, and that moment also helped me to remember that it is truly the small and simple things that make life count. It was also a wonderful reminder to me that I should be giving my thanks and gratitude for things that I really appreciate to loved ones or mere acquaintances. You really never know how much a simple thanks or friendly attitude can help someones day, or maybe go a bit further than that.
These words were such a relief to me. I always look back, questioning things I've done, or choices that I've made, and I can't help but question my actions. I don't know what a "perfect" life is, or who makes the "good or bad" list, but it's when I hear things like this that make me realize I've turned out alright. I live a good life. I have my own beliefs and values. And more importantly, I am truly happy who I am. There is nothing to regret, only so much more to learn.
I've realized the past couple of years that our choices and decisions will never please everyone. We can only be the best we know how to be, and those who really love us will love us no matter who we are.
Here is a copy of that letter to my sweet, sweet baby:
Hello Brylee,
This is David and Andi writing to you. Your mother helped me and my beautiful wife out with something very important to us.
You are beautiful. And you are so lucky to have Carly as your mother. If you follow in her footsteps, you will be as beautiful on the inside as the outside.
Please thank your Grandparents for us for raising such a sweet daughter that will not only serve you well but be a blessing on all she comes in contact with.
Your Grandparents must be great people; look at how your mother turned out. Even if it was only for a few moments, thank you for sharing your sweet mother with us.
We need more sweet people like these two in our lives.
Today I am grateful for two simple words: thank you
These words were such a relief to me. I always look back, questioning things I've done, or choices that I've made, and I can't help but question my actions. I don't know what a "perfect" life is, or who makes the "good or bad" list, but it's when I hear things like this that make me realize I've turned out alright. I live a good life. I have my own beliefs and values. And more importantly, I am truly happy who I am. There is nothing to regret, only so much more to learn.
I've realized the past couple of years that our choices and decisions will never please everyone. We can only be the best we know how to be, and those who really love us will love us no matter who we are.
Here is a copy of that letter to my sweet, sweet baby:
Hello Brylee,
This is David and Andi writing to you. Your mother helped me and my beautiful wife out with something very important to us.
You are beautiful. And you are so lucky to have Carly as your mother. If you follow in her footsteps, you will be as beautiful on the inside as the outside.
Please thank your Grandparents for us for raising such a sweet daughter that will not only serve you well but be a blessing on all she comes in contact with.
Your Grandparents must be great people; look at how your mother turned out. Even if it was only for a few moments, thank you for sharing your sweet mother with us.
We need more sweet people like these two in our lives.
Today I am grateful for two simple words: thank you
8.17.2011
Keeps getting better
So, I am working on what I think is THE funniest post ever. If, when I post it, you don't at least laugh a little, you obviously don't know me very well, and we should probably re-evaluate our friendship.
Since it's so funny, and so fantastic, it's taking me a while. Have no fear! In the meantime, I'll post a tidbit about this little sweet pea of mine since she really is coming into her own person.
This ah-dorable love bug of mine loves:
§ Her grandpa. Still. A lot. Maybe even a little more than she loves me.
§ Ice cream. (Grandpa is the one who feeds her this most, maybe that's why she's so fond of him)
§ Apple juice. (Already trained my kid to drink from a sippy cup. Yes!)
§ The Country Music Awards? She never holds that still for anything
§ Patty-cake
§ Peek-a-boo with her burp cloths
§ Holding her own bottle (More like tossing it around)
§ Long drives up to grandma greats with mom, listening to Paramore
§ Bananas. Num, num, num!
§ Pulling hair
§ Giving mom a bath. Really, this should be the other way around.
§ Giving wet, slobbery kisses. Disclaimer: This usually includes tongue
And she just can't help but be so cute and loveable!
Also, thank you, thank you, thank you! to whoever blessed me with the greatest daughter ever. I don't know how I did it, but my advice to expecting moms is lots of diet coke, grilled steak salads from Cafe Rio, sleepless nights, and back pain. That seems to be a pretty cocktail for producing a perfect mini-you.
Since it's so funny, and so fantastic, it's taking me a while. Have no fear! In the meantime, I'll post a tidbit about this little sweet pea of mine since she really is coming into her own person.
This ah-dorable love bug of mine loves:
§ Her grandpa. Still. A lot. Maybe even a little more than she loves me.
§ Ice cream. (Grandpa is the one who feeds her this most, maybe that's why she's so fond of him)
§ Apple juice. (Already trained my kid to drink from a sippy cup. Yes!)
§ The Country Music Awards? She never holds that still for anything
§ Patty-cake
§ Peek-a-boo with her burp cloths
§ Holding her own bottle (More like tossing it around)
§ Long drives up to grandma greats with mom, listening to Paramore
§ Bananas. Num, num, num!
§ Pulling hair
§ Giving mom a bath. Really, this should be the other way around.
§ Giving wet, slobbery kisses. Disclaimer: This usually includes tongue
And she just can't help but be so cute and loveable!
Also, thank you, thank you, thank you! to whoever blessed me with the greatest daughter ever. I don't know how I did it, but my advice to expecting moms is lots of diet coke, grilled steak salads from Cafe Rio, sleepless nights, and back pain. That seems to be a pretty cocktail for producing a perfect mini-you.
8.15.2011
Future Hubby Application
So... basically- I got tired of settling. Being the smart and witty person I am, I've created this little 'application' for any potential hubby suitors. I thought of requirements and traits of my "perfect" someone, and trust me, he doesn't exist. Therefore, this is impossible to pass, which means I can avoid settling down. ever. And now this lovely information is being handed out along with a short disclaimer about myself and the way I feel about men to any of them in the future here.
Purpose: Save them the heart ache.
[ ] Must {love} kids. No exceptions.
Note: If you did not check this box, please don't continue.
[ ] Must not smoke.
[ ] Must be a hard worker.
[ ] Must be at least 6'1.
[ ] Must be funny. Then again, it's not too hard to make me laugh.
[ ] Must have a good job- preferably a lawyer or doctor (anesthesioligist would be great) or a firefighter.
Please list other occupation here if none of the above apply to you. I will take these into
consideration. Other: ___________________________________________
[ ] Must play some sort of musical instrument OR own a motorcycle.
[ ] Must think I'm outrageously funny. Because, lets face it, I am.
[ ] Must accept my dorkiness.
[ ] Must be able to grill as well, if not better, than the current man in my life: My father.
*He grills a mean steak boys.
[ ] Must be fluent in sarcasm.
[ ] Must kill ALL spiders. Or any bug for that matter.
[ ] No pets. Except for my beta fish named Morris, and maybe a pet chicken named Izzy.
[ ] No trying to change my mind about ^this^ requirement either.
[ ] Must do the dishes after I cook delicious meals.
[ ] Must accept the fact that I can't golf, dance, or do math.
[ ] Must give me a constant case of those dang butterflies.
[ ] Must be willing to go on crazy escapades and adventures!
[ ] Must send me periodic cute texts throughout the day that I can't help but break out in smile.
[ ] Must sweep me off my feet.
*No exceptions.
[ ]Must have the cutest nickname for me. Ever.
Nickname: _______________________________________
[ ] Must be fluent in a foreign language OR take me to lots of exotic places frequently.
[ ] Must use correct grammar at ALL times.
*This is a deal breaker, guys.
[ ] Must love me unconditionally and put up with my stubborness, independent-ness and self-reliant-ness.
[ ] 10 extra points just for making it all the way to this point even though you know this was impossible to pass.
Purpose: Save them the heart ache.
[ ] Must {love} kids. No exceptions.
Note: If you did not check this box, please don't continue.
[ ] Must not smoke.
[ ] Must be a hard worker.
[ ] Must be at least 6'1.
[ ] Must be funny. Then again, it's not too hard to make me laugh.
[ ] Must have a good job- preferably a lawyer or doctor (anesthesioligist would be great) or a firefighter.
Please list other occupation here if none of the above apply to you. I will take these into
consideration. Other: ___________________________________________
[ ] Must play some sort of musical instrument OR own a motorcycle.
[ ] Must think I'm outrageously funny. Because, lets face it, I am.
[ ] Must accept my dorkiness.
[ ] Must be able to grill as well, if not better, than the current man in my life: My father.
*He grills a mean steak boys.
[ ] Must be fluent in sarcasm.
[ ] Must kill ALL spiders. Or any bug for that matter.
[ ] No pets. Except for my beta fish named Morris, and maybe a pet chicken named Izzy.
[ ] No trying to change my mind about ^this^ requirement either.
[ ] Must do the dishes after I cook delicious meals.
[ ] 100% support my obsession with Kyle Beckerman.
[ ] Must be an avid game player.
*I don't mean those dumb video games either.
[ ] Must accept the fact that I can't golf, dance, or do math.
[ ] Must give me a constant case of those dang butterflies.
[ ] Must be willing to go on crazy escapades and adventures!
[ ] Must send me periodic cute texts throughout the day that I can't help but break out in smile.
[ ] Must sweep me off my feet.
*No exceptions.
[ ]Must have the cutest nickname for me. Ever.
Nickname: _______________________________________
[ ] Must be fluent in a foreign language OR take me to lots of exotic places frequently.
[ ] Must use correct grammar at ALL times.
*This is a deal breaker, guys.
[ ] Must love me unconditionally and put up with my stubborness, independent-ness and self-reliant-ness.
[ ] 10 extra points just for making it all the way to this point even though you know this was impossible to pass.
8.14.2011
I'm obsessed... with this little love bug!
I could just eat her, she's honestly that delicious. Far more perfect than I could have asked for and definitely more than I deserve. You really never know love until you're a parent. It is lifes greatest blessing.
8.13.2011
6.08.2011
Oh how I love thee... Let me count the ways
You, my little sweet pea, are the one person I count twice in my blessings every day. I don't know how I got so lucky to be your mom, or what I did because I sure was a little hellion for your grandmother, but I consider myself to be the luckiest person ever. Not just alive- ever!
You bring a smile to my face with everything you do, but here's a few of the ways...
Φ The way your eyebrows raise when I do something new and you're intrigued
Φ How you instantly find your thumb when you're sleeping and the rest of your hand covers your face
ΦYour perplexed face when I'm feeding you new fruit and the combination of you trying to figure out what your tongue is again for the thousandth time always makes me laugh
Φ The fact that you rolled over when no one was watching and you've refused to do it since that day. You little stinker, you.
Φ The cute sound you make when you're playing with your spit bubbles.
ΦWhen I've got you locked on me for just a few minutes and I make you laugh that little "aha aha" laugh.
Φ You're the most alert baby I've ever seen.
Φ Watching you splash around in the bath. You were probably a fish in another life.
Φ How much you're already like me. I'm not worried one bit. I'm just very, very excited.
I love you to the moon and back,
Mommy
You bring a smile to my face with everything you do, but here's a few of the ways...
Φ The way your eyebrows raise when I do something new and you're intrigued
Φ How you instantly find your thumb when you're sleeping and the rest of your hand covers your face
ΦYour perplexed face when I'm feeding you new fruit and the combination of you trying to figure out what your tongue is again for the thousandth time always makes me laugh
Φ The fact that you rolled over when no one was watching and you've refused to do it since that day. You little stinker, you.
Φ The cute sound you make when you're playing with your spit bubbles.
ΦWhen I've got you locked on me for just a few minutes and I make you laugh that little "aha aha" laugh.
Φ You're the most alert baby I've ever seen.
Φ Watching you splash around in the bath. You were probably a fish in another life.
Φ How much you're already like me. I'm not worried one bit. I'm just very, very excited.
I love you to the moon and back,
Mommy
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