Music, The Girl, and Me aka I Must Confess

Ed Sheeran (Photo credit: Eva Rinaldi Celebrity and Live Music Photographer)

This isn't all that juicy, but sort of embarrassing. I'm 35 years old and actually like some of the music my 14 year old listens to. Yes, I said it out loud. Typed it. whatever. It's true. I actually like it. I'm not talking about a case of you hear it so many times that the next thing you know you're singing That'sWhat Makes You Beautiful while folding laundry. (As an aside, that has happened, but I don't like those boys. No, no, no!) I mean truly like it. Does this make me crazy?

For instance, Taylor Swift. I dig Taylor Swift. There are some songs I cannot handle because of massive overplay on the radio, but some of it is great. 22. It's my jam. Yep, I said it. I turn it up in the car and sing my head off while The Boy rolls his eyes and plugs his ears and The Girl looks on in horror. I can't help it, it makes me feel 22. This singing phenomenon gets worse when you get me in the car with my friends because we all apparently like to feel 22. I thought this made us cool. Perhaps not.

Ed Sheeran I found before The Girl did. Go me! Him I like. Loads. I'd go see him in concert anyday. The dude can just melt me. I hope that's not creepy.

What is creepy is that I lave a One Direction song on my phone. The Girl and I listened to it yesterday. Multiple times in a row. Until I could tell her which dude was singing which part. And I can now do this consistently. Not only is that creepy, but it gets worse. I like the song. Little Things. Again with the swoon inducing lyrics. I hope my daughter eventually finds a guy who loves her that way. I like Harry's voice the most. I also really think he needs to comb his hair. I cannot believe I'm typing this right now. I have clearly lost my mind.

It's really pretty good. Or I'm crazy. One of the two.

 

Do any of you listen to some of the same stuff your kids do?

Uncertainty

I got a bad feeling about this (iii) (Photo credit: Kalexanderson)

Life throws curve balls. Lately, I've been trying to look at these as chances for growth, new adventures, anything other than negative. At times doing so is really hard. No one said life was easy, right?

It really hit home on my birthday last week. This was not how 35 was suppose to look. I had a few very difficult moments, wallowing I guess. Things are just so different than I thought they'd be even five years ago. But, it's an adventure, right? Chin up and all that jazz. Luckily some very dear gal pals and one voice from the past helped me pull out of it. I was told I was the standard someone held all other women to. You seriously cannot be down on yourself after hearing a comment like that.

But, tonight I'm struggling. I'm uncertain of my future and t scares the hell out of me. You are suppose to set goals, have dreams. But, just when I thought I had it all figured out, something happens. Doubt and fear creeps in. I over think. Apparently this leads to me blogging in tears. How do you figure out what you are suppose to do with your life? I have a plan, one I thought was the right path to take. Do you ever really know? I KNOW what I want. Does that make me nuts. Am I babbling nonsensically? The answer tot he last question is probably.

I guess my question is a two parter. One, how do you handle it when doubt creeps in? Two, have you ever just KNOWN to the depths of your soul what you should do?

P.S. I love that this app suggested a Storm Trooper pic. How could I not use it. It actually made me think my just knowing is right on target. Yes, I'm a weird Star Wars nerd.

Hello 2014!

New year. New beginnings. A clean slate. I'm so looking forward to filling this chapter of my life with new memories. Who knows what amazing things the coming months will bring!

I am not doing resolutions this year, I never keep them anyway. Instead I have some very general goals that are much different than my usual lose weight or exercise more resolutions. I am choosing to face this year head on, trying to be as positive as possible. Negativity does no good. I'm also trying to be kind, even when I don't feel like it. I just want to be a better person, the kind of woman my kids can be proud of. That's what I want to work on.

Did you do resolutions this year? If so, what are they? 

Goodbye 2013!

Be thankful for the bad things in life. They open your eyes to see the good things you weren't paying attention to before. (Photo credit: deeplifequotes)

New Year's Eve. Time for parties, fun, reflection, and making resolutions. It's always been one of my favorite days because it's my amazing grandmother's birthday. This one fact always makes me happy, even when reflecting on the past year can be a bummer. Not that this year has been, it's been a year with ups and downs, but I know I have a blessed life.

2013 saw some big changes for my family. Moving. Having both kids under one roof. Getting a job that I love. Missing family and friends. Living with the ex inlaws, which is admittedly a weird situation. Learning that I'm stronger than I think. Turning 35. Big things. Little things. All events that have made me learn and grow. That's life, right? All about learning an growing.

So, I have few regrets when I look back on 2013. I'm thankful for my children, my family, the family that didn't have to still be family but still is, my friends who are like family. I'm thankful for the family I work for. I am thankful that I wake up every morning. I could go on and on, but my point is I am waving goodbye to 2013 with a grateful heart. That's something that's not always come easy to me, the ability to find positive in situations that aren't always flowers and sunshine.

That's probably the biggest lesson I learned this year. Being positive. Counting blessings. Not sweating the small stuff. Focusing on what matters. Big lessons. Important lessons.

What is the biggest lesson you learned this past year?

I'm Mary Poppins!

English: Screenshot of Julie Andrews from the trailer for the film Mary Poppins (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Okay, maybe I'm not EXACTLY Mary Poppins, but we have one thing in common. After a very long time of being a full time homemaker, then two years of single mother struggling to find work, I have finally landed a job! You guessed it, I'm a nanny! The first week was great and I am very happy. My employers are very kind people and the baby is too precious. I'm a little excited if you can't tell. Finally being able to earn a living is a huge accomplishment for me and I'm on cloud nine. There are far worse jobs than cuddling a wee one all day. It had been a long time since I had updated you all on anything on the personal front, but it was nice to have good news for a change.

Happy Monday, y'all!