all I see is sunshine


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I have no earthly idea why, but I feel less stressed out and overwhelmed than I normally do - yet I have more on my plate than I felt I did earlier this year. I figured this sort of miracle doesn't happen every day, so I ought to blog about it - cause everyone knows once it has been blogged about, it's out there for-ev-er. And because next week I'll probably go back to feeling like I'm caught in a mind tornado again, and when that happens I'll need a look back at the good times in my life.


Randomly switching topics, I am taking a creative writing class at school to help expand my horizons on the vast Word Frontier. It has made me re-realize how much I really enjoy writing when it's not for something boring, like a case law analysis or an econ review. I have even written poems for no reason except that the mood just strikes. Weird, I know.

And to switch topics yet again:

"You can't build a reputation on what you are going to do." Henry Ford

This quote made me realize that I say I'm going to do a lot of things. Not that I'm being hypocritical - it's just that a lot of the things I'd like to do are coming as my education progresses or as I develop better habits in life. This quote made me remember something one of my professors told us the other day - he said our efforts and work ethic now will be projected on how we are in the future.

So maybe I can't do everything I have planned today, but if there's something I'm "going to do" later, I better be working my hardest now to get there.

wellers


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I have a pair of rain boots. I like to refer to them as my wellers because I like the word wellers better, and I think my boots are not just any pair of rain boots. A couple years ago I saw these boots on a girl at a bowling alley. I never asked her about them, but I couldn't get them off my mind - so I searched the internet until I found the brand and then somewhere that sold them. These are my boots:


Today, while about to wash my hands in the sink at school I looked down and saw this:

Yep, my super awesome keep the rain out shoes are now completely worthless. I don't even know when or how this happened, but I'm very upset. So, in an effort to find happiness on this bleak shoe day, I decided to look around online with some hope that I could find a new pair to replace them. What I found, although disheartening to my purchasing wants, has managed to cheer me up slightly....

I wasn't quite sure how to react to these, but I am curious who would ever wear them.

And if leopard print cowboy rain boots are a little too fancy for you, there is always the more casual option:
Seriously?

babies


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So, the other day I had to pay a bill at the boy's doctor's office. On the way out I ended up in the elevator with a mom and her new baby. Here was my thought process:


Oh, that little baby is SO tiny. I remember how my boys used to be tiny like that at one point. It's kind of cute. Oh...I'm so glad I don't have a baby. Ew. They cry all night and are so much work. It's nice that Mason and Milo are older and they can do so much by themselves.

Yep. I'm a baby-hater.

Ok, so I'm not really a hater. I think they are really small and sweet, and I definitely loved my own babies. And I haven't always thought this way. There was a day, way back before my own personal encounter, that I had no ill will towards them. I'd like to say that I just learned my lesson from my Mason and Milo - but I actually had at one point planned on having more.

But now here I am. I see pregnant women and all I can think is how happy I am that I'm not pregnant. I see babies and it makes me cringe thinking of all the time they need to be held, and the hours they wake up in the night. I even had a moment while at a playground the other day with Milo. This little boy was climbing on the bench and all I could think was, "Gross, he smells like pee. I'm so glad my kids don't wear diapers." And I never can understand people when they say they are "baby hungry."

I so just love my boys and their ages and that they are much lower maintenance. This morning while I was in the shower Mason made himself a sunny side up egg. I've never let him cook anything on the stove before because I've always been worried he'd burn himself, and honestly I don't really think he should still. But the fact that he did it, and actually cooked himself an edible breakfast - it was awesome.

So, Happy Mother's Day to me! Instead of babies I have great boys who give me hugs, tell me happy mother's day multiple times, compliment me on my outfits, and hide presents in their rooms to surprise me with today.

remember how cool I am?


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And how I have two blogs? Well, I do.


And today I realized that I never actually blogged about the most exciting news in my life lately: I AM OFFICIALLY GOING TO BE A COPYWRITER! I stressed, I didn't sleep, I got upset, wanted to give up, stressed some more, and readied myself for a let down.

Then the day came; the list was going to be posted. By 1:00 I had to leave campus to be home in time for Mason, and there was no list up yet. I was going crazy. I mean CRAZY! So I go home, all the while trying to decide what to do when the list goes up. Then at around 4:00 I start getting texts telling me it's posted. Why oh why couldn't I be there to look at it?! Why do I live so far away from campus?! What am I to do?!!!

Then the decision was made for me (oh how I love when that happens) - someone decided to just call and tell me. Of course, not without having a little fun with the fact that I was boiling over with anxiety. I was in! I screamed. Honestly screamed, multiple times. The person on the other end of the phone may or may not have laughed at me.

Anyway, now it means I'll be taking classes and working on projects more tailored to me as a copywriter and creative-brained individual.

AND...I posted parts of my portfolio on my other blog, if you'd like some visual.

my day off


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So, today I had a day off. My only true day off, since I had a law paper from winter semester due last night and I start spring semester tomorrow.

My day off went like this: running at the gym, dealing with sprinkler stuff (turning the water on while my nice neighbor fixed them), taking Milo to school, buying weed killer and plants, home for Mason, buying Mason a new helmet and myself a new dog crap scooper (my favorite purchase of course), picking up Milo, going to the mall to pick up Milo's glasses, spraying weeds, BBQ hotdogs with the boys, fertilizing the yard, planting flowers, running the sprinkers, dishes and laundry.

Funny thing is that at the end of the day I still felt so relaxed that I had absolutely no homework to think about. Oh Monday April 26, how I loved you. Next up: Tuesday. Tuesday on campus from 8:30am-8:00pm. It's going to be fun.

Oh, and here is the new Milo:

So far he's lovin' them. Silly little kid.

happy shmappy


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So today I officially got one year closer to the dreaded three zero. I also dealt with rain and hail (when there should be sunshine and birds singing - don't they know it's my birthday?), the stress of finals starting, AND to top it all off...my car battery died and my car wouldn't start when I left campus. Plus did I mention I've been stressed with school? I feel emotionally drained, and I didn't even want to celebrate my birthday yesterday.

Then today I opened my google reader to find a new post by my pal, Amanda. I noticed the post was titled This is Emily, but I figured it was probably something about her cousin Emily. It wasn't. It is an entire post all about me! I was shocked, somewhat embarrassed, and super flattered that I got a post all about me for my birthday. And I laughed at all the pictures she used.

To add to that, my mom brought me desserts from Dipidee (I may have eaten one of the cupcakes before I took the picture) and my mother-in-law and sister-in-law got me my most favorite sugar cookies in the whole wide world (from Smart Cookie).

And, best of all, Mason gave me a present he put together and wrapped all on his own. No offense to the other gifts and thoughtful wishes today, but this was by far my most favorite one.

He said he picked the pink box of nerds because he figured I'd like that color better than the blue box, and the soccer ball bead is to remind me of him since he plays soccer. He had everything wrapped up in a sheet of his $50 note paper.

So, maybe I'm getting older (and not really feeling any wiser), and maybe I'm still super crazy-brained about life right now - but it turns out, I am easily coddled by sugary treats and random presents from 7 year olds.

Happy birthday!

yes, i know


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I haven't been so good at the blogging thing. Well, I just feel like my life is pretty same old lately. But to keep up interest on this here page, here's a few random moments from my life:

Last Saturday while Milo was eating Cheetos and chattering away (which he is ALWAYS doing), he suddenly started crying. Like, hold your breath for a few seconds because the pain is that bad, cry. Turns out Milo bit his own finger while eating Cheetos. Yep, chalk one up for the stories I'm retelling to any future girlfriend.

I realized that I have too many decision in life, and I really wish there was a service provided that could make some of them for me.

And I really, REALLY, with all my heart and soul, hate the word juxtapose. I so hope people in the ad world stop thinking it's a useful description for creative things before I get there.