Don't Just Stand There

photo by Jeff Sheldon

"Don't just stand there" ~ I just love this picture. It made me realize that I am just standing still with my blog. For whatever reason, when I get nervous about something, or am unsure about what to do about something, I end up not doing anything. I think, and over think, the situation so much nothing happens. Has this ever happened to you?

I remember starting my first blog eleven years ago. It was at work actually. I fresh out of high school was working as an administrative assistant for a local sub contracting company that both of my parents had worked at at one point. It was owned by a family and my situation there was just weird~ I answered to three different people all telling me different things, no two people agreeing often on what I should do. It was the worst job I've ever had. Long story short I started a blog as an outlet so Aaron didn't have to hear about it every day. This blog was nothing I cared people read because it was just my sounding board.

Once I quit and got a new job that I was happy at, I got into making pixel art and started a new blog for that. Hours upon hours were spent at my computer dressing little "dolls" in cute little outfits, participating in contests, and being a part of the community. It was a super fun time. Eventually I got distracted with knitting and switched the focus of my blog to that.

I was o b s e s s e d with knitting. Like knitting 20-30 hours a week obsessed. I wanted to become a knitwear designer and started designing my own knitting patterns. Before too long I developed tendinitis in both my wrists which caused me to not knit for close to two years. Despite giving my wrists time enough to heal, knitting is still something I can't do for any length of time (when I do have time for a hobby because of baby, haha). I felt a bit lost.

When Aaron and I opened up our store, I because the face of the company so started really focusing on my hair, makeup and clothes. Blogging about all that was fun. Even when I was pregnant, I really enjoyed it.

Now that I've had Dean, and I'm busy with him and the store, I'm not quite sure what to do with this place. I don't have a lot of time to devote to it, and my mind is so busy being preoccupied with my insecurities, I don't really want to keep blogging about that. I feel like I'm in this transitional stage right now, and I'm trying to figure things out. Over the past week or so I've been reading everything I can get my mouse pointer on in regards to blogging.

- Wonder Forest
- Autumn Leaves
- A Beautiful Mess
- London Beauty Queen

These blogs all have posts that I've read and re-read. These gals have their stuff together and really understand blogging. I really appreciate what they have to say, and I've learned a lot. After doing all the reading, I find myself noticing that my blog is lacking (according to them)- I'm not a good writer and I can't take good pictures (nor do I care to get a pricey camera, tripod, lighting, and props). Not that that's a big deal because I'm not trying to be a crazy super popular blog, just a blog that some people enjoy reading. So what do I do? What do I write about? What am I even passionate enough about to write interesting blog posts about?

There isn't an easy answer to that, so I'm not doing anything. I downloaded this blogging app for my phone called Bloggo to help with "blogging on the go". Maybe that'll help me get the blogging juices flowing.

With all this being said, I'd like to say thank you for stopping by and reading my blabberings. Honestly, I really really appreciate it. I'm just one gal with a tiny spot on the huge internet. Hopefully you'll stick around and see where this transition takes me. <3

F--k it We'll Do It Live

Have you seen that video of Bill O'Reily? Hilarious. That was our catch phrase for our trip to Seattle last weekend. It started out as a little joke at the start of the weekend but was meant seriously by the end.

On our trip home back from the Mariner's FanFest we stopped in Issaquah, like we always do, for gas. We had no idea our car would end up staying there. Our little car had no problems driving to and around Seattle. Even as we left town, the car drove just fine. As we were pulling out of the gas station the car wouldn't pop into first gear. Not only would it not pop into first gear, it wouldn't pop into ANY GEAR. Not even reverse. We managed to get it off the road and called road side assistance.

Of course the car would break down across the state, three hours from home, on a Sunday after 5pm when everything, including the towns taxis service, is closed right? I mean, that's just how it goes, ha! So we grabbed our bags, put Dean in the Baby Bjorn, and started walking for the closest hotel.

Two miles and a half hour later, we arrived at a Hilton Garden Inn who took really good care of us. They didn't charge us for a crib for Dean, and their shuttle service took Aaron and Jeffrey to Target to get supplies for the night. Of course the ONE TIME we decide to pack super light Dean covers his clothes in strawberry apple sauce while we're waiting for the tow truck, and peed through all but one of the diapers we brought. So Aaron grabbed clothes, diapers, and baby food for Dean, and food and beer for us, haha! Jeffrey picked up a PS4 so we could watch the Royal Rumble which was that night. We were planning on having a party at our house with our friends for the Rumble but that was out of the question, so we were pretty psyched to still be able to watch it.

The next morning we went to Burger King for breakfast and I snagged a crown for Dean. He was totally digging it.

The shop who had the car told us that the transmission was shot and we'd have to replace it. We had just put a new clutch in it a few months ago, and the car isn't worth half of what a new transmission cost so we decided to have it donated to charity. We bought the car new and it lasted exactly two weeks short of eight years, which is a bummer. I would have liked to have had it a few more years.

Despite how bummer-tastic the situation was with our car we made the best of it. It's a pretty stressful situation, and it totally sucks we don't have a car any more but it was, over all, a pretty fun weekend.

Bye-bye sweet Forenza! We will miss you!

Mariner's FanFest 2015

We are super psyched for the upcoming baseball season. The addition of Nelson Cruz is cause for big celebrations!!  Our hopes are high for the team this year. 

 A few weekends ago we decided to get on the hype train and go to Mariner's FanFest. So we packed up and headed to Seattle for a nice little mini vacation.

The weather was gorgeous~ 60-some degrees with bright sunshine. We went up to the roof control room to see where they open and close the roof. For those who don't know, Safeco Field has a roof that opens and closes to cover the field when they need it to. It's pretty impressive.

There were cute little places to pose for pictures. I'd say this was the closest we'd ever come to being next to Nelson Cruz but it wasn't.  He actually walked by us while we were standing in line to tour the clubhouse. We said hi and he said hi back~ OMGosh it was so cool!

We got to go down to the field and walk the bases, and hang inside the dugout. There were so many people there and everyone was cool about taking pictures.  

Dean spent the entire time in the Baby Bjorn and had the time of his life. There was so much to see, so many people to look at. He just loved the sights and sounds of the entire Fest.

Have you ever been to a FanFest before? If you ever have a chance to go to a FanFest for a team near you, definitely go! Being able to see so many things up close, meet players, and get swept up in the excitement of it, is just so fun!

Body Issues

Body image rant incoming, so please skip this if you don't want to read about this mama's body issues.  I won't be offended if you peace out, promise.

First off, know that before I go into this rant, I am, at the end of the day, fine with my body. Right now my body is in the shape it is in because I had a baby. Currently my baby is not interested in solid so everything he needs he's getting from me. The most important thing is Dean's health, so if that means I have some extra weight on me so be it. My body is helping his little body grow. My rational self knows that everything is really ok, it's just that my emotional self was pretty bummed.

Today was rough. I'm pretty sure I lived a day within the first two hours of Aaron being gone at work. Nothing too terrible happened, just lots of little things that added up. Me and Dean weren't on the same page which made this morning difficult. It took me four hours to eat breakfast, shower, and get dressed. This has never happened before and stressed me out so I didn't have a great attitude going into getting dressed.

And by not having a great attitude, I mean my brain decided it was going to see an extra 20 pounds on my tummy, which made me hate everything I wore. I felt that everything I put on drew attention to my belly. There might as well have been big neon arrows pointing to my midsection. Melodramatic, I know, but this is how I felt.

See that thing poking out right below my belly button area?  That's the button of my pants.  It sticks out because I use hair ties to secure my pants close.  (My belly area is two pants sizes larger than my hips and waist~ talk about awkward.)  I feel like the button draws attention to my belly, which is embarrassing. I can't leave my pants unbuttoned and unzipped, and belly bands squeeze too tight, so this is what I do. Whatever works, right?

I asked Aaron to take those pictures of me so I could remember what I looked like and how I felt about myself at the end of the the day. I asked him to do this because I ended up feeling fine about how my body looked in my clothes. It's really not that bad. And I'm sure no one even noticed my button, let alone cared. I want to remember this. Despite all my wallowing and melodrama, my body is just fine the way it is.

So why was I being so hard on myself?  I don't know.  Maybe it's hormones.  Maybe I'm just being impatient to see results from all the working out I've done this month. While I am starting to feel results from working out, it is going to take a little while before I start to see the results I want to see. I need to be ok with that. And I am, I just need to remember to be patient.

Life is too short to get too wrapped up in worrying about my tummy. In all honesty, I'd rather spend that time and energy with Aaron and Dean. They make me so happy, and I want to give them the best ME. I can't do that when I'm wallowing. I will be strong for them. Like Hulk Hogan and (pretend) 24 inch "pythons" strong.

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