some of my favorite things

a.) My loves.
b.) SB thinking it's spring. I think this time of year is my favorite here.
c.) For no reason flowers from Husband.
d.) Funny pictures that are too true and make me laugh.
e.) Shopping and finding little gems
f.) Surprise picnics at the beach after a stressful day at school. Husband always knows the right antidote.
g.) My sister making the best of a bad situation. I whine and moan and there she is with stage 3 cancer, doing intense chemo therapy for 3 days, every other week, and still manages to keep a positive attitude.
h.) Playing with Sawyer.
i.) Out of town trips.
j.) New lipstick. (And Sawyer's cute faces)
k.) Going to the beach, jamming out to oldies, dancing, and playing in the ocean.
l.) Husband cooking late night Bacon snacks. This happens more nights than it doesn't.
m.) Living across from the beach and having cute things to look at all the time.

jaymay

This song takes me away. To a place only I've been. A place that no one knows about and I'm left alone, with not even my own thoughts to bother me. It's quiet. It's peaceful. And it's me.

question of the year

So remember how I said we were moving but didn't know where to? The question we've been asking ourselves for the last 2 years. The question that's brought stress, tears, break downs. The one question that was suppose to mean freedom and adventure was the one question completely terrifying us and holding us back. Where do we go? Where will we be happiest? Where are we needed? Where is our future? What do we want? Where do we live?? That question, finally has an answer.

We finally have a name for that nameless goal we've had for so long. I can't even stop smiling that's how good it feels. This weekend Husband and I are going to take a little trip and look at neighborhoods and check the area out. But good things are in the works.

Please cross your fingers and maybe say a prayer or two for us? That things can fall into place.
Thanks :)

mama to the rescue

For the last month I've been having a really hard time. When people ask why, I'm not sure what to tell them. The truth is, everything is hard. I've basically boiled it down to living in SB. 

Not that there is anything wrong with this town. But there is something wrong with finding people that have the same values and beliefs as you in this town. There's something wrong with taking classes in a place that teach material that I disagree with on almost every level. There is something wrong with finding friends. Friends I connect with. Friends that are good friends. That call. That put an effort into the relationship too.

Something is wrong with finding a good support system in this town. Matthew has played the part of so many more roles than just a Husband in the last 2 years. It's a good thing for me that he's such an amazing man because otherwise I think I would have ended up in the loony bin a long time ago.

Anyway, it wasn't until last week I broke down and told Matt I needed my Mom, and guess what? That night we called and booked a ticket for her to come out. She's been here since Sunday and I already feel like a million pounds has been lifted off my shoulders.
 
Sometimes you just need your Mom. Sometimes no one can fill that spot in your heart that has the word Mom written on it. When I was little, and okay...even when I was not so little (in high school,) whenever I was sick I'd crawl into my parents bed and my Mom would make it better.

Just being around her assures me that I'm special. That I'm loved. That I matter. And that I am me. I'm not this person that so many people treat me like I am. I'm not a disappointment or a failure. I'm my Mama's daughter and in this case, that's so much better than meeting anybody else's expectations.

She doesn't drown me with gifts.

She doesn't always say the perfect thing.

She can even make me so frustrated sometimes.

But she loves me more than anything in the whole wide world. And she does that perfectly 100% of the time. She's not perfect, but she loves me perfectly. And just being around her, I can feel that. I can feel her desire to do all the things she doesn't. And to me, that's even more meaningful.

It's so fun having her here and even though I have an exam tomorrow that I should be studying for, writing about how amazing and lucky I am to have her as the loving, caring, kind, giving, respectful, admirable, faithful, strong, down right incredible woman that she is felt way more important.

So there Psychology exam. Psychonalyze that.

what, what, what, what..

Warning: this is the non-edited version. 

They really could lose the swearing and it'd improve the song. If it wasn't for the greatness of the video I'd have posted the clean version, so sorry about that. 

This song just makes me happy. I think there are so many people out there who are way too concerned with what brand they're wearing. They forget the whole purpose of clothing in the first place. To cover your body (and sure look cute while your doing it.) But any brand, as long as it fulfills it's purpose, should be the same as any other. I could go on and on about consumerism but I'll save it for my Contemporary Social Problems class.