Buh-Bye Summer...

I hate even writing that.  I hate that the days of sunshine and heat are numbered.  I hate that every store has "back to school" garb out...and every other commercial remids us that fall is quickly approaching.  It's silly, really.  In Minnesota, the "summer" lasts at least a couple weeks into Sptember...I can remember MANY years of 'first day's of school and I wanted so badly to wear my new fall clothes...and it'd inevidibly end up being 90 and hotter than hell outside and I'd have sweated thru those clothes by 10am.  I get it.  It's August and fall is coming...and I know most people love fall because of "the colors" and "the cooler weather" and all...but not me.  Yes, I enjoy those two days where it's sunny and gorgeous with pretty fall folliage in full spectrum...but honestly, my memories of fall involve cold, raw, grey days of neverending rain and gloom.  I do not look forward to that.  Gie me a string of 3 weeks of 90+ and humid over that. ... (more)

Couple thoughts...

I really do consider myself an open-minded, liberal person.  I love America because you can be whomever you want to be and it's OK.  Do I have some strong opinions?  Hell yes.  If you ask me, I'll detail them out for you...however I am not one to just throw them out there.  This time, I have a few I need to get out there...not to make anyone mad or upset or anything...just to clear my head.

Why is it that in rurual areas, people put "God Bless America" signs up?  And, I am willing to bet money that 50% of those sign posters have never been out of the country.  Is America a great place...YES.  That does not mean that there aren't other GREAT places to live.  I feel lucky my relatives settled here...but life in Sweden couldn't have been too bad either...I just probably never would have grown to love spicy food.  Also, what's with the fetus stuff...like the billboards with unborn fetuses' on them?? ... (more)

Some of my Favorite Things for Summer 08

Move over Oprah...I have a list of my own to pubilsh of MY favorite things!!! 

Minnesota Grown fruit and vegetables.  I'm currently obsessed with Sweet Corn.  It tastes better this year...and I love it.  I don't even put anything on it...not butter or salt...I jsut eat it and it's amazing.  Those kernels popping off the cob into my mouth is pure summer magic.  Minnesota grown strawberries were also fabulous this year...and as my mom says, they aren't going to win any beauty pagents, but they cannot be beat for flavor!!  Finally Minnesota tomatoes and beets - they are just coming into season now and I cannot wait to sink my teeth into a ripe, home-grown tomato.

Costco Gasoline.  ALWAYS at least .10 cheaper than my corner gas station and only .5 miles away.  Completely worth the $1.50 I save to go get it at Costco. 

Lake Minnetonka.  My love for this lake grows more and more every weekend.  It's huge... ... (more)

My dad sucks.

Today, I hate my dad.  I can easily say that for the past year, he's only made me feel like shit a handful of times.  Not that it feels any better if it happens less - trust me, it still hurts like a bitch.  There was a point in my life where he made me feel like shit on a daily if not hourly basis. 

The part he doesn't know is that I now 'own' his best friend.  My son and his grandpa are tight buddies.  If Grandpa is mean to Momma...Momma will not arrange Logan and Grandpa time.  Sad...because Logan doesn't have a 'dad' and Grandpa has fulfilled that role until now...however if Grandpa is being a dick, do I really want my son to see that too?  No!!!!  He doesn't need to see that it's OK to talk to people the way my dad talks to me.  It's not OK to say mean things just to watch someone squirm.  It's not OK to make yourself feel better by pushing someones face into the dirt - picking at their most sensitive areas and beraiding them down into ... (more)

One Huge Cliche...

So...if you're not into cliche's, you should probably click on.  I need to get some stuff out about being a mom and it's gonna be schmaultzie and sappy and full of cliches.  Read on if you can handle it.

Being the mom of a three year old is something I wouldn't wish on the faint-hearted.  Calling it "Challanging" is putting it mildly...like calling climbing Mt. Everest "slightly difficult".  I have had to reach into the depths of my soul and grab the last bit of patience in my arsonal...and somedays, I'm just plum out of patience and the mom I hate comes out.  I pray Logan can't remember those moments, but he probably will - he remembers everything. 

However, for as many times as my patience is stretched or emptied, there are just as many (if not more) moments where I am so utterly amazed that God gave me this little boy.  I love everything about him...physical, emotional, psycological...every little thing. ... (more)

You know you're an adult when...

I have myself snowed into believing I do not look 31.  Most days...in the right light...with the right clothes on...I feel like I look about 26.  I've always been a very mature person...as a child I always prefered taling to adults than playing with the neighboorhood kids.  I kind of have always felt like I've been the same age forever on the inside.  Yes, I freaked out when I turned 30 - I begged my sister to go on  cruise with me so I would be in Belize the day came - and I'm not thrilled that the years seem to be ticking by faster and faster.  However, in the last years I have been faced with several situations which proved to me that yes...despite my best efforts, I'm a responsible, ADULT citizen of America.  In the last five years, I have birthed and raised a son, qualified and bought not only a car but a house by myself, researched daycares/prescools and decided on the best ones I can afford, made decisions regarding my sons health and well-being, and then today... ... (more)

privacy or brush-off?

Ok...so there's something that's starting to bug me and I don't know how to really feel about it....

So I have these accounts on Facebook and Myspace...and I figure that if you're gonna ask to be "my friend", I'm going to know you well enough to share my entire site with you.  If I'm not comfortable sharing my photos with you, I'm not going to "accept" your request.  Recently, I've been attempting to check in on various people who I'm not only "friend"s with on these networking/connecting sites, but honestly in real life I know these people...I partied with them in college, I called them crying in high school, I was in Girl Scouts with them in elementary, I even carpooled with them in preschool...I know them or at least KNEW them and would love to connect again...and now, I suddenly have "limited access" to their sites because they have turned their privacy settings on.  Now seriously...why would you do that?? ... (more)

Go Ahead...Make My Day...

Ya wanna know the easiest way to make someone's day??  It doesn't take much....at least for me, it doesn't.  I'm not one to set high expectations in general because I tend to get disappointed when I do...so typically I just set out to make my own day.  Sometimes that is easier than others...I do have a three year old who also contributes to what kind of day I'm going to have...but for the most part, I think I am driving the day-to-day-destiny bus. 

I recognize immediately when someone is doing something nice for me...even if they don't realize it.  I appreciate the smallest of things in BIG ways.  For example - yesterday we overslept.  Not by a little bit...by an hour.  I woke up exactly 20 minutes before we are supposed to be strapped in the car and pulling out of the driveway to go to daycare.  I flew around my house at lightening speed and for once, Logan just cooperated and didn't poke around.  Having no time to make coffee, I had to make a ... (more)