Hide & Seek and Giggles & Smiles

imageI’ve felt out of sorts lately, I’m chalking it up to running ragged and being sick over the holiday, but wanted to find a way to get back sooner than later. It’s no fun being out of sorts.

This past weekend started off a little rough and by Friday I was just DONE. You know the feeling? You don’t want to deal with anything, human interaction should be kept to a minimum, and it’s time for quiet. Luckily my husband was alright with staying in and shuffling plans. (I couldn’t even tell you what we did or what we had for dinner. I think we watched Star Trek: The Next Generation and had chicken nugget parm for dinner.)

Saturday got off to a rough start and while it improved, I was still feeling glum as I picked up lunch and headed to my dear friend, D’s house for some quality time with her and her kids.

Em is 2 years, O is 3 weeks old and the two of them along with their momma was just the medicine I needed.

We played Hide & Seek, a new game for Em, but one she quickly caught on to for the most part. We found hiding places (mostly) big enough for the two of us and D would come find us. Then she and I would count to 10 and go find D.

It was really a lot of fun.

It was in either while hiding in the shower as we were covering our mouths to stop our giggles or the pink castle that Em’s giggles and smile told me I’d be just fine.

Kids have this way about them, their love is so simple and honest. It’s a nice refresher for life that sometimes giggles while hiding are just what you need to get back to you.

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7 – The last compliment, received #NaBLoPoMo

This post is part of BlogHer’s writing prompts for NaBloPloMo I won’t even pretend I’ll be sure to blog every day, but I’ll try even if it’s just something short or a picture. (What is NaBloPoMo? wiseGEEK has the answer)

Why do you ask such hard questions?! OK. The last compliment I received. Hm. I don’t really know. I’d have to think about it, it’s been a little crazy around here so please bear with me that they’re in no particular order because I really don’t know which was the last:

  • “Dinner was really good.” – My husband about the peppers, potatoes and chicken dish I made
  • “You’re a really good friend to Em.” – DMK regarding her daughter, whom I adore with utter absolution.
  • “I love what you did with the fabric.” – A friend in regard to the wreath I made with some questionably usable fabric I had from my grandmother’s house.
  • “You really are a social media guru.” – One of the higher ups at work in regards to a presentation I did. I’m not sure it’s true, but it was nice to hear.
  • “Thank you for being my friend and not judging me.” – Written in a card by a friend.

I could take this opportunity to try and write down all the nice things said about me lately (if I could remember them) but in all actuality, I don’t remember many of them because I have a hard time accepting compliments. I don’t see anything I do as all that wonderful, I just see it as being part of me. I’m not trying to do wonderful things. I’m just being me and treating others as I’d wish to be treated.

(I’m not fishing here, I really believe that I should just do my best and be my best person because it’s who I am.)

I do want to know though, what’s the last compliment you heard?

100 Questions Part 1 of 5 #NaBloPoMo

This post is part of BlogHer’s writing prompts for NaBloPloMo I won’t even pretend I’ll be sure to blog every day, but I’ll try even if it’s just something short or a picture. (What is NaBloPoMo? wiseGEEK has the answer) There’s no writing prompt for today, so I’ll have to wing it.

Also, I’d like to say hello to the new readers that I’ve seen peeking around. Welcome! Since I’m sharing about me, why not tell me something about you too?

Here is part 1 of 5 of the 100 Question survey, feel free to do answer at your leisure:

  1. Are you young at heart, or an old soul?
    I’m both. Maybe that’s a cop out, but it’s true. I like to be playful and fun, but I have a different perspective of the world that apparently reveals a more wise understanding.
  2. What makes someone a best friend?
    Many different things make someone a best friend to me – honesty, integrity, humor, fun, creativity, similar out look on the world etc, but I think it comes down to the unable to be defined “clicking” between people.
  3. What Christmas (or Hanukkah) present do you remember the most?
    I’ve received many thoughtful, kind and very nice gifts. One in particular that stands out at this particular moment is a model Barbie doll from my g-d father. It was part of his mother’s collection.
  4. Tell me about a movie/song/tv show/play/book that has changed your life.
    Tell Me Lies, by Jennifer Crusie. It was the first full book I read after I graduated from college. After the last semester I wasn’t sure I wanted to read ever again! Also, PS. I Love You, by Celia Ahern I bought it, lost it and then found it again a few days after Lance passed away. It was a really good reminder that all was not lost, he would always be with me and that as much as I needed to keep him with me, it was OK to move on too.
  5. Name one physical feature that you like about yourself, and one you dislike.
    I love my eyes and hands. I dislike the size of my tush, but I’m working on it.
  6. Would you like to reconnect with any friends you’ve lost contact with?
    There are a few I’d like to reconnect with, but I figure since I’m pretty find-able (made up word alert) they’re not interested in reconnecting with me. No biggie.
  7. What’s more important in a relationship: physical attraction or emotional connection?
    What kind of relationship are we talking about here? If it’s long term, emotional connection is key.
  8. Name a movie that you knew would be terrible just from reading the title.
    Shark Attack 3: Megalodon
  9. What holiday do you most look forward to?
    Thanksgiving with a good pumpkin pie, a white Christmas and Fourth of July.
  10. How is the relationship between you and your parents?
    My parents and I have had our ups and downs through the year, but we’re pretty solid now. They’re good people and I enjoy their company and I think they feel the same way of me.
  11. You’ve got the TV on, but you’re not really watching. What channel is the TV on?
    Oh about anything. Usually Law and Order SVU, the Cooking channel/Food Network or something I’ve seen 100 times. Rizzoli and Isles is on now.
  12. Name a song that never fails to make you happy.
    I Want You to Want Me, covered by Me First and the Gimmie Gimmies or Letters to Cleo (This link goes to a YouTube video.)
    (I love a good cover, some are better than the first!)
  13. You know at least one person named Michael. Tell me about him.
    I know many, many Michaels. My cousin is my favorite one. Hes fun, funny, smart, hard working, talented, and loves to kiss the moose at John’s.
  14. Have you ever read the “missed connections” on Craigslist? Have you ever posted one, or wanted to?
    Oh they’re fun to read! I haven’t ever posted one though and don’t think I would.
  15. If you could pick anywhere to live the rest of your life, where would it be?
    Right now, wherever my husband and I could have a home.
  16. Can money buy happiness?
    Money can buy comfort and entertainment, but happiness is found inside.
  17. Do you drink? Smoke? Do drugs? Why, or why not?
    I very much enjoy the occasional glass of wine or cold beer, but that’s about it. I don’t like the way most chemicals make me feel and can’t smoke or I get wicked sick.
  18. Is there anyone close to you that you know you can’t trust? You don’t have to give names.
    I don’t think so. My close friends are quite trustworthy.
  19. Where was your favorite place to go when you were a little kid?
    I’d have to say to visit my grandparents homes. It was just fun. Kids to play with, different toys, and treats. And I really like my grandparents.
  20. Have you ever spent a night in the hospital?
    Yes. 27 of them from what I hear. I don’t recall.

on strangers

Would it surprise you to know that my brother and I used to freak our parents out on a fairly regular basis? (Don’t all children do this?)

 We weren’t putting things in our noses, getting seriously injured all that often, or eating dirt. No that wasn’t our style for the most part. We had a slightly different way of making our parents very nervous.

We were friendly outgoing kids.

When he and I were little, we would talk to almost anyone. (We get this from our father who talks to everyone.)  There were really no strangers in our books, just friends we hadn’t made yet.

It made our parents nervous to say the least. I guess Stranger Danger wasn’t something we learned all that well. Don’t get me wrong, if we didn’t want to talk to someone or be picked up, we were fully ready to make our preferences known, but it wasn’t often that we did.

Something those of us who don’t know us should know, we come from a small town (1,200 people, 3,000 cows) where everyone knew everyone. We spent much of our free time in a small city where we’re related – by blood, marriage, or chance – to roughly 1/3 of the city when school isn’t in session and roughly 1/4 of the city when it is. (Those are estimated figures and probably grossly exaggerated, but it sure felt like it was true)

The issue wasn’t that we were talking to people we knew other than the fact that we both can be chatterboxes, the problem was that we’d talk to anyone we met in Boston, NYC, Florida, wherever. Maybe because we did just about literally know almost everyone we didn’t understand the idea of “stranger” all that well.

 (We’re no worse for wear because of it.)

If you know either one of us, you’ll find this still to be true today. We will talk to anyone and everyone. (Unless they make us uneasy for some reason.)

The cashier at the store needs a smile? Done.
See someone looking lost in a store I frequent? Help them out.
Cutie at a coffee shop looking a little glum? Wink and say, “Have a great day!”
See someone at a meeting with a pair of rockin’ red pumps?  Yes, I complimented her too and asked where she found them.

I think I would still like to believe that there are no strangers in life…just people I haven’t met yet.

If I may ask: Who’s the best stranger you ever spoke to? The worst? Do they have a role in your life? Also, if you’re reading this? Please say hello and don’t be a stranger.

on my heart breaking for others

Some things? They just don’t matter. What name brand of the car you actually drive, the designer label on the clothes you wear, if someone does or doesn’t like you…none of that matters.

This matters.

A vibrant, happy, funny little girl was taken last night by the angels. As I followed the updates on Twitter last night my heart broke slowly piece by piece.

A family I’ve never met, but have laughed with, been scared with and now ache for lost their little angel after much to little time spent with them.

This isn’t how it’s supposed to go! Parents should not out live their children. I don’t care if it’s at 63, 42, 33, 25, 23, 18, 5, or 17 months.

This isn’t how it should go. It doesn’t make sense.

Hug your kids, tell your parents you love them, call your siblings, if you love someone and haven’t let them know yet? Don’t wait. Life’s too short.

You know, blogging is a really funny thing, my heart is breaking for a family I don’t know in person, have only met through their words…but it breaks for them none the less.

I’m not a very religious person, but my thoughts, prayers and hopes go out to Heather, Mike, their families and everyone who has been touched by this horrible loss. There are no words to comfort, but I’m truly sorry for their loss.

Donate in Maddie’s name to March of Dimes. I already did.