Day 23 — Write a letter to: The last person you kissed
Well, if you mean romantically, then that’d be my husband, but in general, that’d be the precious little girl I baby sit from time to time…and since I’ve written to the husband a lot with this challenge, I think I’ll write to a 5 month old, LOL!
LK – You are such a joy to watch, and you always make me smile. I never thought I’d be able to love another little girl as much as my sister, S, and niece, KG, but you prove me wrong with every second I spend with you. I’m completely in love with you and love watching you grow. You change almost every time I see you. I just know you’re going to be the most beautiful little girl ever!
Tell me: A song that you want to play at your wedding
What I walked down the aisle too - Bella's Lullaby from Twilight
First Dance - Amanda by Boston
Daddy/Daughter - Brown Eyed Girl by Van Morrison
Mom/Son - Hero by Mariah Carey
I want to know: How much you love yourself. Write a love letter to yourself.
This is hard, because I honestly am not in love with myself. I mean, I’m happier with myself now than I have been in years, but I’m still working on me, and I can’t get past the whole being over weight thing. I look at myself in the mirror and I’m disgusted. Utterly grossed out…
But, I do love that I’m loyal, trustworthy, friendly, loving, and I love that I have so many great friends, who are going to tell me that I’m not ugly or gross. I like that about my friends, they tell me I’m dumb, and stupid for even thinking those things…a part of me wants to just delete this whole section because I know a lot of people are going to say that it is untrue, but it’s how I feel and it’s what I see.
Tell me 15 facts about you.
I’m an Army Wife
I love children
I’m currently going through a deployment
My husband was just home for R&R
I love living in Hawaii
I love the island of Maui
I’m a Birth mom
I like the ocean, but hate rough waves and sand getting everywhere
I have some guilty pleasure shows – Jersey Shore is one of them
I’m addicted to Scentsy scents
No matter how much sunscreen, or what spf, I will burn if I’m in the sun for long amounts of time
I can’t drink red wine because it gives me a migraine, but that’s okay because I like white wines better
Cranberry Juice and Vodka is pretty good, but Cranberry and Malibu is better
I love my friends more than anything
I have never met my best friend in person, but I love her like a sister
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Monday, August 8, 2011
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Day 21 & 22 of challenge
Day 21 — Write a letter to: Someone you judged by their first impression
So, I’ll write it to someone who I judged poorly, and was proved OH SO WRONG…
I’m so sorry I judged you, and I know now that I was sooo wrong about you. I’ve come to appreciate you and adore you. You’re awesome, and I hate that I was so wrong, but I was, and I’m sorry.
Tell me: A song that you listen to when you’re happy
I want to know: A recipe.
The Crab Stuffed Mushrooms from Red Lobster (they are to DIE for, and taste JUST like the ones at Red Lobster)
Also, here are a few recipe sites that I’ve used:
Mama M.@ My Little Life
Kelly @ Kelly’s Korner
Ree Drummond as The Pioneer Woman
Show me A photo of something that makes you happy.
Day 22 — Write a letter to: Someone you want to give a second chance to
Tell me: A song that you listen to when you’re sad
I know I’ve posted this song before, but it usually always cheers me up when I’m sad, and it is our song, since our relationship has almost always been long distance, it’s fitting, and especially now that he’s 7000+ miles away…
I want to know: Your deepest fear.
Right now, losing my husband while he’s deployed.
In general, rejection, being alone…
Write A letter to someone who has hurt you recently.
I can’t believe you would do that, I can’t believe you would stoop so low. That’s a low blow, really. Please start taking responsibility for your actions in things, and stop blaming others for what is wrong in your life. I have done nothing to you to make you feel that way, and I can’t believe you would even go there. And you wonder why people don’t talk to you much or often, it’s because it’s unpleasant, and it’s never about the other person, always about you, and what you feel people are doing wrong, when it’s you who is in the wrong…
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Day 20 of the challenge
Day 20 — Write a letter to: The one that broke your heart the hardest
I really don’t know who this is, but that’s a good thing. That means I’ve healed, and that whatever happened only made me stronger. I’m sure at the time I thought my life was over. But replaying things in my head from my past has shown me how really messed up things were, and how great things have turned out. I’m so grateful to those who have told me no, broken my heart, and just left me high and dry. I know that sounds silly, but I wouldn’t be where I am today if those things had not have happened.
Tell me: A song that you listen to when you’re angry
I want to know: A hobby of yours.
I scrapbook, I haven’t in a while, I have a ton of pictures to scrapbook. I like to sew and color, and I love writing letters.
I want to know The meaning behind your blog name.
Life After Placing – it’s just that, a blog about my life, after placing my son for adoption. I thought it was a suitable name, that could grow with me, as I evolve. And it has really worked well for me. I didn’t know what life was going to hold for me after the placement. It was so bleak and dark and I felt so alone. But as time went on, I started healing, and growing, and then I met my husband, and it just seemed like things were looking up. But I could still blog under the name “Life After Placing” because my marriage was a next chapter in my life, after my son. So that is the story behind my blog name. I haven’t changed it since I started the blog back in Feb. of 2009.
Friday, May 27, 2011
Day 19 of the challenge
Day 19 — Write a letter to: Someone that pesters your mind—good or bad [sorry it’s kind of long, lol]
Those woman who spew their vile about how all adoptions are negative, and all adoptions are forced, and nobody would ever make that decision on their own.
**NEWS FLASH**
I made that decision, I was not forced, nobody held a gun to my head and told me to give my baby up or die, just like nobody held a gun to your head. I knew that at the time, I could not take care of myself, and I knew that taking care of a baby was a million times harder than taking care of yourself, so I didn’t want to put my child through that. I knew he’d be much better cared for by someone who was in a stable relationship, had a stable job, and who could give him all the things he’d need, not necessarily the things he wanted, but needed, because I knew I couldn’t possibly give him every thing he needed with the job I had, and the debts I had. A child needs way more than love and affection, they need food, clothes, a roof over their head, health insurance, and those are the things I could not afford to give him. I knew that there were people out there who could provide those things, and I knew that the best thing for him was to let him go. So, no,I wasn’t forced into anything, and I decided that it was best for him.
That’s not to say that adoption wasn’t different years and years ago. It has come a long way in recent years, I do believe that these woman who spew this vile about how all adoptions are negative where the woman who were sent away to homes and were forced into the adoption. But just because you had a negative experience doesn’t mean you can throw up all over our positive experiences, and demean us, and make us feel like dirt, just because you didn’t have the same experience.
And I’m talking more specifically about a group on Facebook that was created to help support those who have gone through the adoption process, and it’s there to help them heal, and make them realize they’re not alone in their feelings, and someone spewing nasty things about adoption on there is not helping anyone, and it certainly isn’t helping the ones spewing that crap. And putting your negative comments on something that is suppose to be a positive event, like Birth Mother’s Day, is like talking shit about a Christian holiday when you’re Jewish, or a Jewish holiday when you’re Christian, or any other religious holiday when you don’t follow those beliefs. If you don’t agree with Birth Mother’s Day then fine, make your own event about anti-Birth Mother’s Day, but stay away from the positive events that are created to help those who want to be called Birth Mother’s celebrate the positive thing they did with their life.
Tell me: A song from your favorite album
Dear John by Taylor Swift on Speak Now – it’s my newest favorite album…
I want to know: A talent of yours.
I can sing, and play the piano a little. I love to sing, I don’t do it any more professionally but I do it for fun in the car or around the house. I was in a choir from 5th grade til 12th grade, where I got to visit Europe 3 times and some other neat places, and off an on in college for a few years, and I sang in the church choir as a child.
Those woman who spew their vile about how all adoptions are negative, and all adoptions are forced, and nobody would ever make that decision on their own.
**NEWS FLASH**
I made that decision, I was not forced, nobody held a gun to my head and told me to give my baby up or die, just like nobody held a gun to your head. I knew that at the time, I could not take care of myself, and I knew that taking care of a baby was a million times harder than taking care of yourself, so I didn’t want to put my child through that. I knew he’d be much better cared for by someone who was in a stable relationship, had a stable job, and who could give him all the things he’d need, not necessarily the things he wanted, but needed, because I knew I couldn’t possibly give him every thing he needed with the job I had, and the debts I had. A child needs way more than love and affection, they need food, clothes, a roof over their head, health insurance, and those are the things I could not afford to give him. I knew that there were people out there who could provide those things, and I knew that the best thing for him was to let him go. So, no,I wasn’t forced into anything, and I decided that it was best for him.
That’s not to say that adoption wasn’t different years and years ago. It has come a long way in recent years, I do believe that these woman who spew this vile about how all adoptions are negative where the woman who were sent away to homes and were forced into the adoption. But just because you had a negative experience doesn’t mean you can throw up all over our positive experiences, and demean us, and make us feel like dirt, just because you didn’t have the same experience.
And I’m talking more specifically about a group on Facebook that was created to help support those who have gone through the adoption process, and it’s there to help them heal, and make them realize they’re not alone in their feelings, and someone spewing nasty things about adoption on there is not helping anyone, and it certainly isn’t helping the ones spewing that crap. And putting your negative comments on something that is suppose to be a positive event, like Birth Mother’s Day, is like talking shit about a Christian holiday when you’re Jewish, or a Jewish holiday when you’re Christian, or any other religious holiday when you don’t follow those beliefs. If you don’t agree with Birth Mother’s Day then fine, make your own event about anti-Birth Mother’s Day, but stay away from the positive events that are created to help those who want to be called Birth Mother’s celebrate the positive thing they did with their life.
Tell me: A song from your favorite album
Dear John by Taylor Swift on Speak Now – it’s my newest favorite album…
I want to know: A talent of yours.
I can sing, and play the piano a little. I love to sing, I don’t do it any more professionally but I do it for fun in the car or around the house. I was in a choir from 5th grade til 12th grade, where I got to visit Europe 3 times and some other neat places, and off an on in college for a few years, and I sang in the church choir as a child.
I want to see Another picture of yourself.
a picture of myself I posted on my
husband’s facebook wall, lol
husband’s facebook wall, lol
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Day 17 & 18 of the challenge
Day 17 — Write a letter to: Someone from your childhood
Gosh, I have a lot of people from my childhood I’d love to write to…since we moved around a lot, and when it was before social media websites, we all lost contact. I’ve tried to find a few of them on facebook now, but I’m not sure where any of them are.
I guess I’ll just write to the ones I wish I had contact with again, and what I’d like to tell ya’ll is that I miss you. And I think of you, and wonder what our lives would have been like if we’d stayed in contact, or I hadn’t have moved. I know ya’ll were amazing because you made me feel so welcomed and loved when I was there. I know I remember you for that because so many people weren’t so nice to me. I do remember the ones who weren’t nice to me, but I don’t think I’ll waste my time. Thanks for the memories.
Tell me: A song that you hear often on the radio
I want to know: An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.) that is your favorite.
My Home is Where the Army sends us painted canvas! I can’t find a picture of it, and it has our last name on it, so I’m not going to take one.
I want to see A photo of you and your family.
Day 18 — Write a letter to: The person that you wish you could be
OH geez, this is rough, I’m not sure what to say…I guess I want to be more organized and better at cleaning. I just don’t know how to write a letter about that…because I’ve tried telling myself what to do in order to achieve those goals, but it doesn’t seem to help, LOL!
Tell me: A song that you wish you heard on the radio
I want to know: About your best friend.
Well, I have a few very best friends…They’re all loyal, loving, caring, there when I need them, and even if we don’t talk daily, it’s as if no time has passed when we do talk again. I love you girls so very very much, and I miss you all so much too. Even though we’re an ocean apart, you’re still my best friends
I want to know Something you crave a lot.
Gosh, I have a lot of people from my childhood I’d love to write to…since we moved around a lot, and when it was before social media websites, we all lost contact. I’ve tried to find a few of them on facebook now, but I’m not sure where any of them are.
I guess I’ll just write to the ones I wish I had contact with again, and what I’d like to tell ya’ll is that I miss you. And I think of you, and wonder what our lives would have been like if we’d stayed in contact, or I hadn’t have moved. I know ya’ll were amazing because you made me feel so welcomed and loved when I was there. I know I remember you for that because so many people weren’t so nice to me. I do remember the ones who weren’t nice to me, but I don’t think I’ll waste my time. Thanks for the memories.
Tell me: A song that you hear often on the radio
I want to know: An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.) that is your favorite.
My Home is Where the Army sends us painted canvas! I can’t find a picture of it, and it has our last name on it, so I’m not going to take one.
I want to see A photo of you and your family.
Day 18 — Write a letter to: The person that you wish you could be
OH geez, this is rough, I’m not sure what to say…I guess I want to be more organized and better at cleaning. I just don’t know how to write a letter about that…because I’ve tried telling myself what to do in order to achieve those goals, but it doesn’t seem to help, LOL!
Tell me: A song that you wish you heard on the radio
I want to know: About your best friend.
Well, I have a few very best friends…They’re all loyal, loving, caring, there when I need them, and even if we don’t talk daily, it’s as if no time has passed when we do talk again. I love you girls so very very much, and I miss you all so much too. Even though we’re an ocean apart, you’re still my best friends
I want to know Something you crave a lot.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Day 15 & 16 of the challenge
Day 15 — Write a letter to: The person you miss the most
that’d be my HUBBY – it’s been close to 2 months since he left, so here goes…
I miss you so much every day, but know that I’m okay. I’m doing just fine. You are doing a great thing, and I’d be the biggest bitch on the planet if I weren’t supportive or having a hard time with the deployment. You don’t need the added stress from worrying about me back home. You need to focus on the mission and not me. And know that I’m doing great. I do miss you so much. And I do think about you all the time. I can’t wait to see you. <3
Tell me: A song that describes you
it’s something I’ve wanted to do my whole life, and it spoke to me, and I love it.
I want to know: A poem you wrote.
I don’t think I have any of my poem’s on this computer, and I haven’t written any in so long…
Show me Something you don’t leave the house without.
my cell phone
Day 16 — Write a letter to: Someone that’s not in your state/country
My sister – I miss you SO much and I hope I can get you out to Hawaii at some point. I love you so much and I’m so proud of you. You’re awesome. Love you.
Tell me: A song that you used to love but now hate
I want to know: A song that makes you cry (or nearly).
Show me Your celebrity crush.
this picture upsets me, I’m sad he’s married, but I’m married too, so I guess it’s okay, bahaha
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Day 14 of the challenge
Day 14 — Write a letter to: Someone you’ve drifted away from
There are a few people, and so this is for them…
I’m so sorry we’ve drifted apart. I do think of you daily, and I only want you to be happy, and I think that part of that is to no longer speak. It hurts me, but if it’s what’s best then that’s that. I know I wasn’t acting grateful, but I know now that I did, and I’m sorry. I was grateful, and appreciative of all you did for me. I just hate that it took losing you to know that.
Tell me: A song that no one would expect you to love
I want to know: About the cuteness of your pets.
No pets……
I want to know A TV show you’re currently addicted to.
Game of Thrones, Big Bang Theory, NCIS, NCIS:LA, General Hospital, Shameless, Mad Love, Mike & Molly, Modern Family, Cougar Town, The Middle, Jerseylicious, and some others…LOL, I know that is way more than A tv show, but those are all the ones I like right now….well, I like more, just can’t think of them, bahaha
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Day 13 of the challenge
Day 13 — Write a letter to: Someone you wish could forgive you
I guess anyone who hasn’t forgiven me for whatever reason, I’m not quite sure who I’ve done wrong, or why they are holding a grudge, so this will be just a blanket letter, or rather, writing, because it’s hard to write a letter asking someone to forgive you for something you don’t know you did =P I’m only human, and I know I’m not perfect. So there are people I’m sure are upset or not very happy with me. So, to them, I’m sorry, please forgive me, and know that whatever I did was not intentional and I will be glad to clear things up, if you come to me.
Tell me: A song that is a guilty pleasure
Sir Pyscho Sexy – Red Hot Chili Peppers
I want to know: How do you think others view you?
I’m not sure how they view me. I hope they view me as sweet and nice, and likeable. However, I know that some probably don’t. I think I’m like beer or fine wine, an acquired taste. I also speak my mind, and if I don’t agree with something that is going on around me, I might just let you know.
For example, I have a huge problem with people who allow their children to be rude in public places where adults are trying to talk. And I know I don’t tolerate things like that well, but if your children can’t act right in public, then maybe you should either not go to things or get them a sitter. OR you could start to discipline your children. I mean, when an adult is speaking, you should be quiet. That’s respectful. You shouldn’t try to out do the adult, and you shouldn’t interrupt adults when they are speaking to another adult. It seems like common sense, but I’m surrounding by a ton of uneducated and trashy people, who don’t care what their children do. It’s getting to the point where I am not wanting to go to things any more. And I’m going to give this one thing one more try, and then I’m done. I know it will look bad on my part if I stop going to these things, but I can’t handle the disrespectful children, I have very little patience for adults who don’t make their children mind other adults, and when the adults don’t respect other adults by having their children be disrespectful. Anyways, with that being said, someone decided to give me dirty looks whenever I would speak up about not being able to hear, and to that person, give me all the dirty looks you want, because it doesn’t change the fact that I don’t like what was going on, and it doesn’t make me stop, in fact, you can give me all the dirty looks you want, because it doesn’t hurt my feelings. Besides, I know what type of person you are, and you’re not someone I want to waste my time on.
It has taken me a while to come to these feelings, and I’m proud of myself. I do get my feelings hurt every once in a while, but I’m not dwelling on that any more. And if you have a problem with me, and I know about it, I’m not going to make a big deal about it, I won’t even ask you about it. But when I see you in person, you bet your ass I’ll be nice to you, ask how you’re doing, and move on. So for those who don’t like me, get over it, I’m not going to go anywhere. So there, a long answer…and it’s kind of all over the place, LOL! I think it takes a lot for a person to not care what other’s think of them, and I try very hard to not care. I think I’ve come a long way, but just like anyone, I have moments when I do care a lot.
Tell me Your favorite musician and why?
I don’t really have a favorite, I like a whole lot of different ones, and there are many reasons why I like each one, I just can’t think of them. HA!
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Day 12 of the challenge
Day 12 — Write a letter to: The person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain
I hate to bet a dead horse, BUT this is my adoption blog, so the person who comes to mind is of course, the "sperm donor" - and he hurt me...and I'm afraid he's going to hurt his son, he just might not know it yet. (our son and "sperm donor")
Dear "sperm donor" - I don't think of you often, at least not as much as I use to. And for that I'm so glad. You are SO not worth my time, but yet, I wasted so much time on you. I think it's time to let go, more than I have already. I just can't seem to wrap my head around the way you acted and the way you dealt with things. I bet your ex-girlfriend still doesn't "know" about all the girls you cheated on her with that produced your children. And that's her bad for not knowing her boyfriend was stepping out on her, but it's my bad for being reckless and stupid. I hope you apologized to her, I hope you groveled, and I hope you got everything you deserved. And I'm so grateful that you are no longer a part of my life, at least for now. And I hope that one day, our son can see what an ass his father was, and I hope one day you're there for him, like you should have been all along.
Tell me: A song from a band you hate
Not so much a band, but a person, and it's more of a song I hate than a person I hate, because well, I don't know Rebecca Black, so I can't say if I hate her, but this song is horrible, and someone should have stopped her from putting it out....
UGH, can't stand this song....she can't sing and sounds horrible...and it's a stupid song....
I want to know: How you got one of your scars.
Well, the one I think that I should talk about, because of what my blog is about, would be my c-section scar - I got that on Dec 10, 2008, It's pretty small, and I don't think you can see it, unless you're all up in my junk. And the doctor did a great job of putting it low enough that it doesn't get irritated when I wear jeans, although, some times it does. I had a c-section because my mid-wife thought my son would be 8 1/2 lbs, and my pelvis wasn't big enough, plus I was not progressing on my own, and he was just NOT ready to come out. By this time, the family was already in town, because it was the week of my due date, and my mid-wife said she wouldn't make me go pass my due date since I had gestational diabetes, and when she said she wanted me to wait another week I very nicely reminded her about not going pass my due date, which was Dec 11. I wanted to do it on the 10th because my birthday is July 10, and my brother's is Jan 10, and I thought it would be something neat to share with him, along with blood, LOL! So I had a scheduled c-section, and I am OKAY with having another one, I'd rather do that, than go into labor, and be in pain. It was GREAT! But every situation is different, and every hospital is different, so we'll see what happens next pregnancy.
Show me A photograph of the town you live in.
I hate to bet a dead horse, BUT this is my adoption blog, so the person who comes to mind is of course, the "sperm donor" - and he hurt me...and I'm afraid he's going to hurt his son, he just might not know it yet. (our son and "sperm donor")
Dear "sperm donor" - I don't think of you often, at least not as much as I use to. And for that I'm so glad. You are SO not worth my time, but yet, I wasted so much time on you. I think it's time to let go, more than I have already. I just can't seem to wrap my head around the way you acted and the way you dealt with things. I bet your ex-girlfriend still doesn't "know" about all the girls you cheated on her with that produced your children. And that's her bad for not knowing her boyfriend was stepping out on her, but it's my bad for being reckless and stupid. I hope you apologized to her, I hope you groveled, and I hope you got everything you deserved. And I'm so grateful that you are no longer a part of my life, at least for now. And I hope that one day, our son can see what an ass his father was, and I hope one day you're there for him, like you should have been all along.
Tell me: A song from a band you hate
Not so much a band, but a person, and it's more of a song I hate than a person I hate, because well, I don't know Rebecca Black, so I can't say if I hate her, but this song is horrible, and someone should have stopped her from putting it out....
UGH, can't stand this song....she can't sing and sounds horrible...and it's a stupid song....
I want to know: How you got one of your scars.
Well, the one I think that I should talk about, because of what my blog is about, would be my c-section scar - I got that on Dec 10, 2008, It's pretty small, and I don't think you can see it, unless you're all up in my junk. And the doctor did a great job of putting it low enough that it doesn't get irritated when I wear jeans, although, some times it does. I had a c-section because my mid-wife thought my son would be 8 1/2 lbs, and my pelvis wasn't big enough, plus I was not progressing on my own, and he was just NOT ready to come out. By this time, the family was already in town, because it was the week of my due date, and my mid-wife said she wouldn't make me go pass my due date since I had gestational diabetes, and when she said she wanted me to wait another week I very nicely reminded her about not going pass my due date, which was Dec 11. I wanted to do it on the 10th because my birthday is July 10, and my brother's is Jan 10, and I thought it would be something neat to share with him, along with blood, LOL! So I had a scheduled c-section, and I am OKAY with having another one, I'd rather do that, than go into labor, and be in pain. It was GREAT! But every situation is different, and every hospital is different, so we'll see what happens next pregnancy.
Show me A photograph of the town you live in.
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| This is my favorite Chinese place in the city down the road from me, what's not pictured, is the strip club that is to the right, and the church that is to the left, LOL |
Friday, April 22, 2011
Day 11 of the challenge
Day 11 — Write a letter to: A Deceased person you wish you could talk to
My great-grandfather (Gramps) - I'd love to hug him and spend time with him. I'd like to think he's proud of me, even though, I've not done half the things I wanted to, yet. He died on Halloween 2005. I graduated with my Associates degree in education in the summer of 2006, and I wasn't going to go to graduation, and walk, but once he passed, I knew it was something I needed to do. I did it for him. On my wedding day, which just happened to be the anniversary of his death, which I didn't realize until after the fact, we had a candle lit for him and my great-grandmother. I wanted him to be apart of my wedding day, and I think he was in more ways than I had realized because of the date of our wedding. I still remember the last thing we talked about, he was 99 years old, he'd lived in a different time, and I think he worked on a farm, or did some sort of farming/gardening, because he asked me to help him plant corn. He was in a nursing home, but we had 24 hr nurses with him, and the gentlemen who was with him that day knew a little something about planting, and said you need a harvest moon, or he thought you needed a harvest moon. Well, shortly after that conversation, and shortly before his passing, I was driving to a friend's house, and low and behold, there was a harvest moon, in front of me, it was SO big, and bright, and I will always remember that night. Gramps passed a month and 1 day short of his 100th birthday. If he were here today, he'd be 105. I still have his phone number in my phone, and I've had 4 or 5 phones since he passed, and a new number, but I like seeing his name every now and then. I've never called the number, I probably never will, but I just can't bring myself to remove it. I think if he were here today, I'd ask him if he were proud of me, even though, I know his answer would be yes, no matter what I do. I am really sad he'll never meet his great-great grandchildren, but he'll watch over us from Heaven. Because I know he's up there with Momee (my great-grandmother) looking after us all. And I know Sweetie (my grandmother) is up there too.
(This totally wasn't a letter, oh well, bahahaha)
Tell me: A song from your favorite band
this song is fitting, since my husband is deployed...it's kind of our song....
I want to know: A story from your childhood.
Oh gosh, a story from my childhood...let's see, I am going to go with my love for New Kids on the Block, and my grandmother feeding my addiction. My grandmother bought me everything NKOTB related, I had bed sheets, beach towels, backpacks, pencil bag, pencil sharpener, the Pins, ALL the dolls, every VHS with their music videos on them, the cassette tapes. My mother told me years later, when NSYNC came out that I was NOT to tell my grandmother that I liked them.
Tell me What’s in your makeup bag?
Too much make up, that I don't wear! Ha!
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| Gramps & Me |
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| Momee and Me |
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| Gramps, Me, Momee |
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| Gramps, Sweetie, Me, Mom, Momee |
(This totally wasn't a letter, oh well, bahahaha)
Tell me: A song from your favorite band
this song is fitting, since my husband is deployed...it's kind of our song....
I want to know: A story from your childhood.
Oh gosh, a story from my childhood...let's see, I am going to go with my love for New Kids on the Block, and my grandmother feeding my addiction. My grandmother bought me everything NKOTB related, I had bed sheets, beach towels, backpacks, pencil bag, pencil sharpener, the Pins, ALL the dolls, every VHS with their music videos on them, the cassette tapes. My mother told me years later, when NSYNC came out that I was NOT to tell my grandmother that I liked them.
Tell me What’s in your makeup bag?
Too much make up, that I don't wear! Ha!
Day 10 of the challenge
Day 10 — Write a letter to: Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to
Emily - I miss you so much every day! I loved getting to spend some quality time with you when I was home. I wish there was time and money for me to be able to come back and visit, but there just isn't. I can't wait to hug your neck, and hug K-bug's neck too! Too bad it'll be a while, but maybe hubs will be with me, and she'll love him just as much as last time, and will want to have something to do with me! Hehehe....She was so funny with that, and as much as it hurt my feelings, it melted my heart to see her take to the hubs so much! I wish you were here with me to help me get through this deployment like I was with you. But knowing that you're just a phone call away is easing my mind a lot! Maybe if you and the hubs hit it rich ya'll can come out here and see me!!!! LOVE YOU!!
Tell me: A song that makes you fall asleep
Pretty much any Norah Jones - but this is a good one
I want to know: About a regret you have.
Not being good at calling people. I've never been good at making phone calls. In fact, I think I piss people off, or make them think I don't care about them. And that just isn't it at all. I love everyone in my life, I just have the worlds worst memory. And I know part of why I don't call someone (a certain person) is because I don't want them to think I want something. Because that use to be the only time I called. And I feel so guilty about that.
Show me A photo of our favorite place to eat.
Anyone who knows me, knows the picture that I'm going to post, so without keeping ya'll in too much suspense, here it is:
Emily - I miss you so much every day! I loved getting to spend some quality time with you when I was home. I wish there was time and money for me to be able to come back and visit, but there just isn't. I can't wait to hug your neck, and hug K-bug's neck too! Too bad it'll be a while, but maybe hubs will be with me, and she'll love him just as much as last time, and will want to have something to do with me! Hehehe....She was so funny with that, and as much as it hurt my feelings, it melted my heart to see her take to the hubs so much! I wish you were here with me to help me get through this deployment like I was with you. But knowing that you're just a phone call away is easing my mind a lot! Maybe if you and the hubs hit it rich ya'll can come out here and see me!!!! LOVE YOU!!
Tell me: A song that makes you fall asleep
Pretty much any Norah Jones - but this is a good one
I want to know: About a regret you have.
Not being good at calling people. I've never been good at making phone calls. In fact, I think I piss people off, or make them think I don't care about them. And that just isn't it at all. I love everyone in my life, I just have the worlds worst memory. And I know part of why I don't call someone (a certain person) is because I don't want them to think I want something. Because that use to be the only time I called. And I feel so guilty about that.
Show me A photo of our favorite place to eat.
Anyone who knows me, knows the picture that I'm going to post, so without keeping ya'll in too much suspense, here it is:
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Day 9 of the challenge
Day 9 — Write a letter to: Someone you wish you could meet
Hmm, who do I want to meet...I am going to do something probably a little different here, and write to my bestie, who I've never met in person, but have been friends with for at least 5 years, maybe longer...and I'd LOVE to hang in real life with her...it might make me sound LAME, but I love my pen pal, and she's become such an amazing friend, and I would be lost without her!
So, Mel - I just want to let you know how much I love you and can't wait to see you in person, I'd love to met the bubbas too! Hope all is well and that things work out for you. I miss you bunches, and hope we can continue to be as close as we are! You're the best friend a girl could ask for!! <3
Tell me: A song that you can dance to (I'm an overachiever and posted 2...lol)
I love Rob Dyrdek - so here are two of his intro's to his shows, Fantasy Factory and Rob & Big
(I am Not A Whore - LMAFO - Fantasy Factory)
(Do You Know(ping pong song) - Enrique Iqlesias - Rob & Big)
I want to know: A photo you took.
Show me A photo of the item you last purchased.
Hmm, who do I want to meet...I am going to do something probably a little different here, and write to my bestie, who I've never met in person, but have been friends with for at least 5 years, maybe longer...and I'd LOVE to hang in real life with her...it might make me sound LAME, but I love my pen pal, and she's become such an amazing friend, and I would be lost without her!
So, Mel - I just want to let you know how much I love you and can't wait to see you in person, I'd love to met the bubbas too! Hope all is well and that things work out for you. I miss you bunches, and hope we can continue to be as close as we are! You're the best friend a girl could ask for!! <3
Tell me: A song that you can dance to (I'm an overachiever and posted 2...lol)
I love Rob Dyrdek - so here are two of his intro's to his shows, Fantasy Factory and Rob & Big
(I am Not A Whore - LMAFO - Fantasy Factory)
(Do You Know(ping pong song) - Enrique Iqlesias - Rob & Big)
I want to know: A photo you took.
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| my neighbor's dog - Junebug! I took it with my camera phone, but it is one of my faves! |
Show me A photo of the item you last purchased.
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| Care package things: note pads, pens, envelopes, pillow, easter candy (terry's chocolate orange and godiva chocolate egg) and trash bags and not pictured 2 liter cokes (those last things aren't for the care package...) |
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Day 8 of the challenge
Day 8 — Write a letter to: Your favorite internet friend
This is hands down, without a doubt, my favorite person in the world, not just internet friend, but real life best friend in the whole wide world, even though we've never met in person, MEL!!!
Dear BESTIE: (even though when Amy Farrah Fowler says it and it annoys the crap out of us, we're still BESTIES)
Thank you so much for all you've done for me over the years, I'm not so sure how long that is, as my memory is not good at all!! I do know that we've helped each other out through some difficult times, and although we hit a rough spot when I was pregnant, you still stood by me. And I thank you for that. I'm so glad we got through that, and are able to move forward. You are a remarkable woman, mother and friend! I love you and the bubbas like family, and I one day hope to wrap my arms around them! One day we will!
I know you'll go far in life, you have come so far, and I'm so proud of you. I hope things work out with you and Dodger, I think he's a much better man for you than that jerk of a baby daddy. You're like a sister to me, and I love your kids like I will one day love my brother and sister's kids. I wish you all the best, and I hope to spend many more years being your friend! You are truly my best friend!
Tell me: A song that you know all the words to
(haha how funny, I used this song once before, but I do, I proved that the other night at a BBQ when we sang it on Karaoke!)
I want to know: The style you had 10 years ago.
Well, 10 years ago I had just started high school, and we had a dress code, so I had to wear khaki's and polo's, and I had just started wearing blue jeans a few years before that, up until maybe 5th grade I refused to wear denim. So at school, I would wear a polo shirt I got at either target, polo, walmart, I had a few from A&F, but most of the stuff came from cheaper stores. I bought khaki's at whatever store had them the cheapest, and I really wasn't that great looking. After school and weekends, I think I wore jeans and t-shirts mostly, I honestly don't remember. I just remember the dress code and what we had to wear at school.
Show me A song to match your mood.
This is hands down, without a doubt, my favorite person in the world, not just internet friend, but real life best friend in the whole wide world, even though we've never met in person, MEL!!!
Dear BESTIE: (even though when Amy Farrah Fowler says it and it annoys the crap out of us, we're still BESTIES)
Thank you so much for all you've done for me over the years, I'm not so sure how long that is, as my memory is not good at all!! I do know that we've helped each other out through some difficult times, and although we hit a rough spot when I was pregnant, you still stood by me. And I thank you for that. I'm so glad we got through that, and are able to move forward. You are a remarkable woman, mother and friend! I love you and the bubbas like family, and I one day hope to wrap my arms around them! One day we will!
I know you'll go far in life, you have come so far, and I'm so proud of you. I hope things work out with you and Dodger, I think he's a much better man for you than that jerk of a baby daddy. You're like a sister to me, and I love your kids like I will one day love my brother and sister's kids. I wish you all the best, and I hope to spend many more years being your friend! You are truly my best friend!
Tell me: A song that you know all the words to
(haha how funny, I used this song once before, but I do, I proved that the other night at a BBQ when we sang it on Karaoke!)
I want to know: The style you had 10 years ago.
Well, 10 years ago I had just started high school, and we had a dress code, so I had to wear khaki's and polo's, and I had just started wearing blue jeans a few years before that, up until maybe 5th grade I refused to wear denim. So at school, I would wear a polo shirt I got at either target, polo, walmart, I had a few from A&F, but most of the stuff came from cheaper stores. I bought khaki's at whatever store had them the cheapest, and I really wasn't that great looking. After school and weekends, I think I wore jeans and t-shirts mostly, I honestly don't remember. I just remember the dress code and what we had to wear at school.
Show me A song to match your mood.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Day 7 of the challenge
Day 7 — Write a letter to: Your Ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush
Dear "sperm donor" - I haven't heard from you in 2 years, you sent what seemed to me as a half-hearted response to my email about our son. I find it very hard to believe that you really did care, or wanted to help me. And the fact that you didn't believe me about the child being yours just shows what a complete and total jerk you really are. Do you really think I had anything to gain by lying to you about a child I wasn't keeping? And the fact that you felt as if there was nothing you could offer me at the time pisses me off, you didn't give any support to me during the pregnancy, birth or placement. I don't mean monetary, I mean emotional. I never asked for money, I didn't even ask for emotional support. But a good man would have offered some, instead of pushing me aside, and telling me lies. Apparently you have a higher sperm count than you thought, and your poor gay friend was out a child, but here our 5 woman with a child that we didn't plan for.
You showed little disregard for me as a person, and only cared about covering your ass. Remember the email my friend sent to your then girlfriend, and the phone call you made to me, telling me to tell her it wasn't true. How low, I'm still so confused by that. Why wouldn't you have just come clean then. As much as I wanted to reach out to her and tell her it was true, I didn't. I'm not quite sure why I never told her, but I didn't. It wasn't for me to do, that was your mistake to tell her about. And I hope that it came back to bite you in your ass.
And I don't doubt for a minute that there are other children, what I find hard to believe is that of the 4 other girls who claim to have had your child you didn't even know 2 of them. And hearing that you possibly have 4 other children around the same age as our son just solidifies my decision to have you sign over all rights and give him to another man who blows you out of the water. I couldn't have picked a better family for our son, and the fact that you will never know him is bittersweet. I hate that he'll never know what a truly awful human being you are, but I'm so glad he'll never know that as well. I don't plan on bad mouthing you to our son in the future, nor did I bad mouth you in the letter I wrote him before he was born that his parents have so he can read it. You might find that hard to believe, but I thought I'd let him make his own decisions about you. And who knows, years from his birth you might be a wonderful man, married and with children of your own. I hope that is the case, I hope you have seen the errors of your ways and I hope you one day find happiness. But I don't think you have yet.
I'm very happy with my life now, and I have a wonderful husband now, and he'll make a better father than you will probably ever make. So thank you for being you, and giving me a beautiful son.
Tell me: A song that reminds you of a certain event
Our first dance at our reception - Boston's "Amanda" because my father told me that whoever I married had to learn this song by heart when he asked him if he could marry me. Lucky for Steven he didn't make him sing it, lol
I want to know: A photo that makes you happy.
Tell me about Your dream wedding.
Dear "sperm donor" - I haven't heard from you in 2 years, you sent what seemed to me as a half-hearted response to my email about our son. I find it very hard to believe that you really did care, or wanted to help me. And the fact that you didn't believe me about the child being yours just shows what a complete and total jerk you really are. Do you really think I had anything to gain by lying to you about a child I wasn't keeping? And the fact that you felt as if there was nothing you could offer me at the time pisses me off, you didn't give any support to me during the pregnancy, birth or placement. I don't mean monetary, I mean emotional. I never asked for money, I didn't even ask for emotional support. But a good man would have offered some, instead of pushing me aside, and telling me lies. Apparently you have a higher sperm count than you thought, and your poor gay friend was out a child, but here our 5 woman with a child that we didn't plan for.
You showed little disregard for me as a person, and only cared about covering your ass. Remember the email my friend sent to your then girlfriend, and the phone call you made to me, telling me to tell her it wasn't true. How low, I'm still so confused by that. Why wouldn't you have just come clean then. As much as I wanted to reach out to her and tell her it was true, I didn't. I'm not quite sure why I never told her, but I didn't. It wasn't for me to do, that was your mistake to tell her about. And I hope that it came back to bite you in your ass.
And I don't doubt for a minute that there are other children, what I find hard to believe is that of the 4 other girls who claim to have had your child you didn't even know 2 of them. And hearing that you possibly have 4 other children around the same age as our son just solidifies my decision to have you sign over all rights and give him to another man who blows you out of the water. I couldn't have picked a better family for our son, and the fact that you will never know him is bittersweet. I hate that he'll never know what a truly awful human being you are, but I'm so glad he'll never know that as well. I don't plan on bad mouthing you to our son in the future, nor did I bad mouth you in the letter I wrote him before he was born that his parents have so he can read it. You might find that hard to believe, but I thought I'd let him make his own decisions about you. And who knows, years from his birth you might be a wonderful man, married and with children of your own. I hope that is the case, I hope you have seen the errors of your ways and I hope you one day find happiness. But I don't think you have yet.
I'm very happy with my life now, and I have a wonderful husband now, and he'll make a better father than you will probably ever make. So thank you for being you, and giving me a beautiful son.
Tell me: A song that reminds you of a certain event
Our first dance at our reception - Boston's "Amanda" because my father told me that whoever I married had to learn this song by heart when he asked him if he could marry me. Lucky for Steven he didn't make him sing it, lol
I want to know: A photo that makes you happy.
this because it was the happiest day of my life, and it shows off my pretty flowers and shoes!
Tell me about Your dream wedding.
I thought I had my dream wedding all figured out, but my wedding with hubby was pretty good. It wasn't lavish or fancy, it was just family and very small. It's no secret that I would have wanted more, or done things somewhat differently, but I wouldn't change who I married, and I have decided that I no longer care how my wedding turned out, it's the marriage that matters. And I'm very happy with my husband and our life together. And that my friends, means more to me than any fancy wedding.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Day 6 of the challenge..
Day 6 — Write a letter to: A stranger
To Everyone who has ever spoken ill of me and my decisions - because I can't think of a better way to express my disdain. I'm so tired of people thinking poorly of me because I have a son that I don't raise, that I did what I thought was best for him. And this is for those idiots who thought I only married my husband because I wanted to get my son back. Ya'll are all effing idiots. This is MY life and this is how I want to live it. Don't you think I've suffered enough from my mistakes, that I don't need ya'll going behind my back talking shit and saying things like that. First of all, ya'll are dumb and no nothing about adoptions. I can't change my mind. By the time I met my husband it was too late, by the time we got married it was WAY too late. I only had 10 days to change my mind. Dec 11-21 2008, those were my dates to change my mind. After those 10 days there was no turning back. So way to show your stupidity.
For everyone who ever thought I was a bad person because of the adoption, think of it this way. I could have ended the pregnancy, terminated it, taken the life of an innocent child. Excuse me for having a few morals. Sure the way I got pregnant wasn't the best situation. I'm not proud of that, I don't regret it, but it was a mistake, one that I will have to live with for the rest of my life. So, I don't need ya'll beating me up for my decisions because I already do that to myself. Enough for everyone, so I don't need ya'll to help me with that.
I don't need to justify my actions to ANYONE, and I don't appreciate the way people put a bad stigma on adoption and birth parents. Enough already, this is the 21st century and things are a lot different now than they were a long time ago. It isn't as taboo as it was years ago, there might still be homes for unwed mothers, and people might still feel forced into adoption, but the majority of birth parents go into this freely and willingly.
Tell me: A song that reminds you of somewhere
This song reminds me of the Kappa Alpha house and all those Thursday night parties I went to when I was at Lambuth University! <3
I want to know: Your favorite music video.
This one was hard....right now though, and I don't watch music videos that much, but this one is a favorite right now
Show me A photo of an animal you’d love to keep as a pet.
To Everyone who has ever spoken ill of me and my decisions - because I can't think of a better way to express my disdain. I'm so tired of people thinking poorly of me because I have a son that I don't raise, that I did what I thought was best for him. And this is for those idiots who thought I only married my husband because I wanted to get my son back. Ya'll are all effing idiots. This is MY life and this is how I want to live it. Don't you think I've suffered enough from my mistakes, that I don't need ya'll going behind my back talking shit and saying things like that. First of all, ya'll are dumb and no nothing about adoptions. I can't change my mind. By the time I met my husband it was too late, by the time we got married it was WAY too late. I only had 10 days to change my mind. Dec 11-21 2008, those were my dates to change my mind. After those 10 days there was no turning back. So way to show your stupidity.
For everyone who ever thought I was a bad person because of the adoption, think of it this way. I could have ended the pregnancy, terminated it, taken the life of an innocent child. Excuse me for having a few morals. Sure the way I got pregnant wasn't the best situation. I'm not proud of that, I don't regret it, but it was a mistake, one that I will have to live with for the rest of my life. So, I don't need ya'll beating me up for my decisions because I already do that to myself. Enough for everyone, so I don't need ya'll to help me with that.
I don't need to justify my actions to ANYONE, and I don't appreciate the way people put a bad stigma on adoption and birth parents. Enough already, this is the 21st century and things are a lot different now than they were a long time ago. It isn't as taboo as it was years ago, there might still be homes for unwed mothers, and people might still feel forced into adoption, but the majority of birth parents go into this freely and willingly.
Tell me: A song that reminds you of somewhere
This song reminds me of the Kappa Alpha house and all those Thursday night parties I went to when I was at Lambuth University! <3
I want to know: Your favorite music video.
This one was hard....right now though, and I don't watch music videos that much, but this one is a favorite right now
Show me A photo of an animal you’d love to keep as a pet.
A Panda Bear
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| *image courtesy of swagbucks.com* |
Monday, February 7, 2011
Day 5 of the challenge
Day 5 — Write a letter to: Your dreams
Dear dreams - I wish you would come true on your own, and would require little to no work from me. But that just isn't possible, now is it? Well, let's try to get something attainable, okay? Let's stop setting me up for failure, because I feel like you're trying to ruin my life...so if you could just stop, that'd be great! kthnxbye
Tell me: A song that reminds you of someone
"Dear God" Avenged Sevenfold - reminds of my hubby every time, and it's the ringtone that plays when he calls, and it's the ringback tone he hears...
I want to know: Your favorite quote.
"I’m gonna smile and make you think I’m happy, I’m gonna laugh, so you don’t see me cry, I’m gonna let you go in style, and if it kills me- I’m gonna SMILE :]"
I want to see A photo of yourself two years ago.
Dear dreams - I wish you would come true on your own, and would require little to no work from me. But that just isn't possible, now is it? Well, let's try to get something attainable, okay? Let's stop setting me up for failure, because I feel like you're trying to ruin my life...so if you could just stop, that'd be great! kthnxbye
Tell me: A song that reminds you of someone
"Dear God" Avenged Sevenfold - reminds of my hubby every time, and it's the ringtone that plays when he calls, and it's the ringback tone he hears...
I want to know: Your favorite quote.
"I’m gonna smile and make you think I’m happy, I’m gonna laugh, so you don’t see me cry, I’m gonna let you go in style, and if it kills me- I’m gonna SMILE :]"
I want to see A photo of yourself two years ago.
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| March 29, 2009 (almost exactly 2 years ago) |
Day 4 of the challenge
Day 4 — Write a letter to: Your sibling (or closest relative)
Dear Siblings - I know I've not always been nice to you, or treated you fairly. And for that I'm sorry. But no matter what, you're family, and I love you. I'm very proud of both of you, and how you're turning out, you're making me proud to call you brother and sister! I hope you know you can come to me for anything. I'll do my best to help you. Love ya'll!!
Tell me: A song that makes you sad
Lee Greenwood's "God Bless the USA"
and also this one - SheDaisy's "Come Home Soon"
I want to know: Your favorite book.
These are my favorite BOOKS, I couldn't just pick one....lol...you should really check them out, they're great!
I want to see Your favorite photograph of your best friend.
This is my bestest friend Emily!
My other bestie is Melissa, but I don't have any pictures of her, so I'll just say HEY to my bestie!!
Dear Siblings - I know I've not always been nice to you, or treated you fairly. And for that I'm sorry. But no matter what, you're family, and I love you. I'm very proud of both of you, and how you're turning out, you're making me proud to call you brother and sister! I hope you know you can come to me for anything. I'll do my best to help you. Love ya'll!!
Tell me: A song that makes you sad
Lee Greenwood's "God Bless the USA"
and also this one - SheDaisy's "Come Home Soon"
I want to know: Your favorite book.
These are my favorite BOOKS, I couldn't just pick one....lol...you should really check them out, they're great!
I want to see Your favorite photograph of your best friend.
This is my bestest friend Emily!
My other bestie is Melissa, but I don't have any pictures of her, so I'll just say HEY to my bestie!!
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