Time

Time is measured differently, but always something we use and will never get back. It's sometimes wasted, sometimes over used, but always appreciated. Some wish they had less, most wish they had more. Time does heal, but does not erase.

I'm thankful each day for the time I'm given here on this temporary place. I pray I never live in the past, but always remember, cherish and appreciate it.

Three years ago today time stood still, started again and my life changed forever from that point on. Thank you God, for TIME and the ability to heal.

Hello?

How can one cute little icon make or break my day? My phone lets me know when I have new messages so why do I continue to check it to see if my smart phone forgot to notify me? Is it too much to ask that when you send text messages to boys they actually return the text?

Snuggle Weather

I absolutely love this time of year. I love the weather; I love that it's the end of the year; I love that Hockey season is starting; I love that baseball season is almost over; I love that Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, my Birthday and New Year's are just around the corner. What I don't like is being single during this time of year.

Pillows, dogs and dreams are not the same as having someone beside you to snuggle with when the weather turns brisk. If you have that someone beside you, snuggle close and appreciate it from the heart!

Communication

The above came from Pinterest and I love the quote. I think I communicate very well, but I have found that there is a distinct difference between how girls and guys communicate and it's a wonder we all don't end up like Romeo and Juliet! Did you know that girls and boys hear different too? Yep, just try to communicate between the opposite sex and then ask them to tell you what you just said.

Don't hurt him too bad; its the way God made him, call me if you need bail money!

What's your type?

Looking back on the two guys who meant the most to me I realize they could have been brothers in high school. Tall, blond, blue/green eyes, cowboy boots and jeans everyday...sigh...those were the days. Sorry, got distracted on memory lane. Now, as an adult, I'm all over the board. I don't look for the tall and blond; I'm open to whatever touches my heart. They can be bald, tall, thin, lots of hair...they can be the hottest guy on the planet and still treat me like a jerk!

I also have to remember that guys can have the same thoughts. Looking at some of the guys I'm interested in and then looking at their past girlfriends I wonder what in the world they see in me? Why would they even think about dating me? Then, I remember that it's not always about the looks. It's about watching 3 1/2 hours of football and eating chili dogs to impress a guy!

For full disclosure, because I'm that type of girl...tall, hot cowboys in boots and wranglers will still get my butterfly's going each and every time!

It's the little things...

Recently a friend told me that she would think about getting serious about this guy (who is already head over heals for her) when he gave her flowers. She sent a picture over the weekend of the flowers he brought her. I think we all have those little things that make us remember why we feel in love with someone or hope they will do to let us know they care about us. I remember when we were in high school, Wes would bring me Sixlets and stopped by every night when he got off of work; no matter how tired he was he.

Now that I'm single I look back and realize how much I took for granted! It's not that I didn't appreciate it, but I didn't realize how many guys do not have the ability to do those little things that make the butterflies flutter a little more than usual!

Sitting in the middle next to me...

I was on my way home from work tonight and I saw a pickup truck with a male driving and a female in the middle and I couldn't see the third person on the passenger side. As we came up to a stoplight I noticed that there wasn't a third person in the truck. The girl was sitting in the middle of the truck with her man driving. I don't know why, but it struck me as so dang sweet! Who does that now a days? They weren't youngins; they looked to be about my age. I want to know their story. How long had they been together, what keeps that love flowing, what does their love mean to each other that they can't sit apart in the pickup truck?

I went to lunch today with two people who are in the very beginings of falling in love. It made me hope that I too will have that again some day and you better believe I will be sitting in the middle next to him!

Picking up the pieces

So, I've decided that I'm not doing anymore boy drama until after Oct. 1. For those of you not in my immediate "talk about everything and hold nothing back" world...I'm having a breast reduction at the end of September. Due to all of the boys in my life no longer in my life (well, love life) I figure I might as well heal the heart and then decide the next course of action and set sail. Don't worry, this doesn't mean I won't be blogging. Good grief! So many boy topics...so little time!

And I have to share the strangest thing...the entire weekend I wanted a baby. Like I was ready to find a man, get married, adopt and have a baby! Is that not insane? I have not wanted a baby in over four years. Not only did I think my biological clock stopped ticking; I thought it had been sold at a garage sale for .50!! I have to ponder this craziness over the next few weeks. Don't worry, I'm back to normal today. After getting up three times with my Monkey Boy and making sure Baby had covers because she was cold, I remembered how much sleep I require to be a happy campier each day! Oh, and Monkey ate a ketchup packet on the way back from the dog run this morning...I can assure you I will be up with a sick boy the rest of the week. Baby? I have two already! What was I thinking?

Things that make you go hmmm...

So, snoring friend who is only a friend knew I was out with the girls tonight and didn't text me but CALLED me! Knowing, mind you, that I had already left and was starting my fun night. He talked away for a good 15min and in that 15min proceeded to let me know he was going to be out of town for the night at a last minute concert. Weird? He could have just texted me. We certainly didn't make plans and we're just friends...just really don't get it?

Then, the one boy I want to hang with doesn't call or text and that makes me extremely sad. It's really really hard when you like someone that doesn't like you the same way. Its been a hard lesson for this princess that I can't have everything I want.

27yr old is MIA again. Boys!

So, awesome night with my peeps at the football game...so many memories made. I realized tonight that I might have missed out on something being engaged during my jr college stint and I didn't experience the "real" college life...on second thought that's probably a good thing...I already gave my Mom enough grieve (and gray hair, literally) in high school!

What's my name?

This came up today in conversation and Abbey said, "do a blog on it". Abbey what I great idea!

So, the guys in my life right now seem not to know either the first or last names of their guy buddies. I find this extremely weird. They all have nicknames for each other that have nothing to do with their real names. I also find it weird that they don't know anything about each other. Like where they work, where they live, how old are they, etc. Now, they can answer what their buddies like to drink, if they cuss, how far they can pee and if they can burp the alphabet. The same goes for girls. When they talk about girls they don't use their names but call them by something that defines them.

I wonder what my name is?