It's Friday and I have a nice long weekend to look forward to!
I took Monday off because...it's my birthday!
Okay, I realize that a lot of people are going to think I'm beyond crazy for even admitting this...and that's okay, you can think I'm crazy.
However, I woke up this morning and felt old! I'll be 27 Monday! 27 is NOT old! 27 is still...well, in your 20's! I can't explain it though, but I just felt old. I realized that I'm not far from my 30's and...no 30 is not old either, but 30 is not 20 and it's also not far from 40.
I guess I'm just not ready to be 30 and 27 is too close for comfort.
I always thought I would have kids (if I ever) by 30...but now I don't know.
I always thought I would already be settled down by 30...but now I don't know.
I always thought I would FOR sure be finished with school before I'm 30....but now I don't know.
I always thought I would be in the job that I would retire from by 30....now I know I'm not!
I always thought that you pretty much had life figured out by 30....now I know I won't!
I know that in the big scheme of things age is just a number.
This is honestly the first time I've struggled with turning another year older. Weird. Is this what it's like to start dreading birthdays!?
and if I have one more person ask me how old I am and then "oh, so do you have kids" I'm going to scream.
I also don't want to hear anything about how I need to enjoy what I'm eating now because I won't have the same metabolism when I'm in my 30's (which REALLY stinks, because I wouldn't consider the metabolism I have now, in my 20's, anything to rave about! haha).
I also really want to go back to school....but I don't even want to think about still paying on student loans when I'm in my 40's!
Nope...27 is NOT cool with me!
I guess I just feel like there is still so much left to be done in my 20's, before I turn 30, and the sand in my hour glass is quickly running out!
I am volunteering with "Building Dreams" to be a mentor here in Richland county. I had a training meeting on Tuesday. The girl directing the class was talking about how we should, as mentors, try to relate to our mentee. She looked at the other two individuals in the classroom (this is after we had introduced ourselves and they both said they were juniors at USC) and said, "you guys probably won't have a problem with this, you're still young, hip, cool and "down with it""...then she looked at me and said "you're kind of in the same boat I am, we don't "get it" so we have a little more trouble in this area".
**crickets**
I just got lumped into the age category that "doesn't get it"...
Nope, 27 is not fun! However, I'm so thankful for all that I have and all that I have accomplished thus far...so I won't complain (anymore!okay!)...bring on the birthday celebrations!!!!
I'll just remind myself that as much as I don't like turning 27, my poor mother has to deal with the fact that her child is turning 27!!! That has got to be even harder!!.....
I wonder what age category they would put her in....
KIDDING MOTHER, I'm just kidding!
Happy Friday, I hope everyone has wonderful weekend...regardless of age!
Friday, July 30, 2010
Monday, July 26, 2010
Country Livin' is Where it's At!!
I've known ever since I was knee high to a grass hopper that the country is where I belong.
I love the smell of the country, unless the wind is blowing a certain direction and a field full of cows is near by.
I can see, hear and feel God even better in the country.
Call me crazy.
This past weekend Sevy and I took full advantage of the country lifestyle!
I had a cake to deliver on Saturday morning (please see the latest cake here, LOVED making this cake!).
Then we headed on up to the upstate. We had plans to stay at Sevs parents farm. We are dog sitting for them and we thought she (the dog) would appreciate a little time back on her farm. I think she hates the city life just as much as we do, the second we got there she bounded from the truck and took off to the fields.
That afternoon we enjoyed a pizza dinner with my oldest friend, Aud. I rarely get the chance to see Autumn and Alexa. So it's always a treat when we do find the time to see one another.
Alexa is growing like a weed! I tried to hold her and cuddle on her and at one point I got all nostalgic on her and tried to rock her and tell her about how little she used to be...and then I realized how OLD that made me sound and I recognized the blank look on her face...the one that says "hey, let me go lady...you're squeezing the life out of me and I don't care how small I used to be! I've got things to do!" When did I get into this phase of life??
Later that night I got the chance to read Alexa her nightly story and then tuck her into bed. It was a precious time and I loved every second of it. However, because I'm her god mother and not her mother...I found the act of actually making her go to sleep really rather boring! So...I decided to entertain her and so (as any good god mother would) I squeezed myself into a little tutu that was laying on her bedroom floor. We both giggled and laughed as I danced around the room, until her mother came in (fun buster!) and told her to go to sleep. I was walking out of her room when Alexa said "lou lou" I turned around and she said "next time I see you, will you give me my tutu back?" ....I assured her that I was not taking the tutu home with me and that I would leave it in her room......just as soon as I figured out how to squeeze my adult butt out of her toddler sized tutu!!
We left Autumns and ended up stopping by another friends house on the way home. They were out of town but another friend of ours was house sitting. They live in the middle of the country, in a little log cabin, with a lovely front porch and delightful wooden front porch swing. We swang, swung...whatever...until late in the evening. It was a full moon, the temperature was perfect and the crickets were playing my favorite song. There is no better place than a front porch swing, in the middle of the country. Serenity.
We headed back to the farm sometime later and slept soundly.
Sunday morning Sev did some work around his parents farm and then we met another set of friends for some good ole' pond swimming!
Oh. My. gosh....I wish I had taken pictures of the little place we ended up spending most of our Sunday. We had to do a little off roading and then a little hay bale dodging as we drove through the middle of a pasture and then down a dirt road to...heaven. A pond in the middle of nowhere with the perfect rock to jump from. The guys did a little fishing and we swam and jumped from the rock until late into the afternoon. The land where we found the pond is actually for sale. I know that in time the entire place will probably be developed and the little pond, smack dab in the middle of a hay field, out in the middle of nowhere, will be surrounded by houses....I tried to soak in as much of the peaceful day as I could. The only thing that ran us off was the distant thunder. We loaded up and headed back to the house to fire up the grill. We spent the rest of the evening lounging on the back porch of Sevs parents house, just talking and enjoying the country setting.
I was so sad when we had to pack it all up and head back to the city.
That was how we spent our weekend and that is how I decided that home is where the heart is and my heart is in the country...right along side the crickets chirping, the water hole swimming and the front porch swinging!
I love the smell of the country, unless the wind is blowing a certain direction and a field full of cows is near by.
I can see, hear and feel God even better in the country.
Call me crazy.
This past weekend Sevy and I took full advantage of the country lifestyle!
I had a cake to deliver on Saturday morning (please see the latest cake here, LOVED making this cake!).
Then we headed on up to the upstate. We had plans to stay at Sevs parents farm. We are dog sitting for them and we thought she (the dog) would appreciate a little time back on her farm. I think she hates the city life just as much as we do, the second we got there she bounded from the truck and took off to the fields.
That afternoon we enjoyed a pizza dinner with my oldest friend, Aud. I rarely get the chance to see Autumn and Alexa. So it's always a treat when we do find the time to see one another.
Alexa is growing like a weed! I tried to hold her and cuddle on her and at one point I got all nostalgic on her and tried to rock her and tell her about how little she used to be...and then I realized how OLD that made me sound and I recognized the blank look on her face...the one that says "hey, let me go lady...you're squeezing the life out of me and I don't care how small I used to be! I've got things to do!" When did I get into this phase of life??
Later that night I got the chance to read Alexa her nightly story and then tuck her into bed. It was a precious time and I loved every second of it. However, because I'm her god mother and not her mother...I found the act of actually making her go to sleep really rather boring! So...I decided to entertain her and so (as any good god mother would) I squeezed myself into a little tutu that was laying on her bedroom floor. We both giggled and laughed as I danced around the room, until her mother came in (fun buster!) and told her to go to sleep. I was walking out of her room when Alexa said "lou lou" I turned around and she said "next time I see you, will you give me my tutu back?" ....I assured her that I was not taking the tutu home with me and that I would leave it in her room......just as soon as I figured out how to squeeze my adult butt out of her toddler sized tutu!!
We left Autumns and ended up stopping by another friends house on the way home. They were out of town but another friend of ours was house sitting. They live in the middle of the country, in a little log cabin, with a lovely front porch and delightful wooden front porch swing. We swang, swung...whatever...until late in the evening. It was a full moon, the temperature was perfect and the crickets were playing my favorite song. There is no better place than a front porch swing, in the middle of the country. Serenity.
We headed back to the farm sometime later and slept soundly.
Sunday morning Sev did some work around his parents farm and then we met another set of friends for some good ole' pond swimming!
Oh. My. gosh....I wish I had taken pictures of the little place we ended up spending most of our Sunday. We had to do a little off roading and then a little hay bale dodging as we drove through the middle of a pasture and then down a dirt road to...heaven. A pond in the middle of nowhere with the perfect rock to jump from. The guys did a little fishing and we swam and jumped from the rock until late into the afternoon. The land where we found the pond is actually for sale. I know that in time the entire place will probably be developed and the little pond, smack dab in the middle of a hay field, out in the middle of nowhere, will be surrounded by houses....I tried to soak in as much of the peaceful day as I could. The only thing that ran us off was the distant thunder. We loaded up and headed back to the house to fire up the grill. We spent the rest of the evening lounging on the back porch of Sevs parents house, just talking and enjoying the country setting.
I was so sad when we had to pack it all up and head back to the city.
That was how we spent our weekend and that is how I decided that home is where the heart is and my heart is in the country...right along side the crickets chirping, the water hole swimming and the front porch swinging!
Friday, July 23, 2010
What I've Been Doing
I'm very disappointed in myself. I have not blogged in a few weeks and I was doing so well too! Then life got me...eh' it happens. I am still here though! I've just been busy...there, that sounds like a good excuse! I've been busy!
Here is pbug and I over the July 4th weekend (we are having a very in depth conversation, can you tell?):
Then, on the following weekend, I missed ANOTHER very special, very important, very big birthday. I missed Henrybaby's first birthday! Henry lives in Raleigh though...his parents are selfish and do not like to share, so they keep him far away from the rest of the people that love Henrybaby (I am totally kidding, Henry's parents are my cousins and they live in Raleigh because that's where life currently has them...I just feel the need to give them a hard time, it's payback for the fuss I dealt with while living in Hawaii and missing all of our family Holidays!). Henry also happens to share a birthday very close to my own father, therefore I ended up spending last weekend with my family. We enjoyed a sweet, little, mini vaca at Litchefield beach. We spent the nights playing card games and the days lounging on the beach. On Sunday Mom and I beat Dad and Sev at putt-putt...I think...okayyy I don't remember...but who was really counting?!....okay! The guys won. geez.
Honestly, I've just been living life and haven't found the time to blog...or really, found anything worth blogging about.
Our July 4th weekend went off with a bang...or up in flames really. We managed (I shouldn't say "we" because I had nothing to do with it) but the group I was with managed to catch $2000 worth of hay bales on fire. That was a site! 911 had to be called and firefighters worked into the wee hours of the morning putting out the fire. Something about fireworks and dry hay doesn't mix(...who woulda' thought!? **sigh**) As a matter of fact, the fire kept burning for a week straight. I'm pretty sure a great lesson was learned by all involved. I was tempted to pull out the marshmallows and Hershey chocolate, but I didn't think firefighters would be amused.
The following weekend I missed a very precious little boys 3rd birthday. Perrin turned 3 on July 11th. I spent time with him over the July 4th weekend and could not make the trip back to the upstate the following weekend for his birthday party. He is growing so fast, it's crazy. It amazes me how quickly he picks up on things and how fast he learns!
Here is pbug and I over the July 4th weekend (we are having a very in depth conversation, can you tell?):
Then, on the following weekend, I missed ANOTHER very special, very important, very big birthday. I missed Henrybaby's first birthday! Henry lives in Raleigh though...his parents are selfish and do not like to share, so they keep him far away from the rest of the people that love Henrybaby (I am totally kidding, Henry's parents are my cousins and they live in Raleigh because that's where life currently has them...I just feel the need to give them a hard time, it's payback for the fuss I dealt with while living in Hawaii and missing all of our family Holidays!). Henry also happens to share a birthday very close to my own father, therefore I ended up spending last weekend with my family. We enjoyed a sweet, little, mini vaca at Litchefield beach. We spent the nights playing card games and the days lounging on the beach. On Sunday Mom and I beat Dad and Sev at putt-putt...I think...okayyy I don't remember...but who was really counting?!....okay! The guys won. geez.
We sang happy birthday to my dad, three times. In the morning, at dinner and then later that night while serving up his birthday cake.
I missed out on making 3 birthday cakes!! Though, when we went to pick my dads birthday cake up from piggly wiggly (I know, cut me some slack, there was no way I could bake a cake at the beach!) The grocery store baker was not in, they had no one to write the "happy birthday" message on the cake! Never fear, I spoke right up "I've got this!" and demanded a bag of icing! I got a few strange stares as I leaned over the counter, right smack dab in the middle of the grocery store, and put the final touches on dads birthday cake! For a minute I felt my calling...but then it faded a minute later when I realized the people behind the counter had to wear hair nets...no thank you!! I'll stick to my desk job for now.
We had a great time.
Oh, I did get stung by a jellyfish! Ouch!!
When I was telling Kennedi about the jellyfish sting she admitted she was disappointed when I told her that "NO, no one peed on me to stop the sting!". Who comes up with this stuff? I want to meet the person that first suggested, "hey...somebody...HURRY...pee on me!!! Lets see if this will stop the stinging!!"....weirdo! Sorry guys, if you're like Kennedi and thought I would have a better story about the incident...I don't, I just used a cold water bottle and sat through the pain. The end.
I am currently working on finding a place to volunteer some of my time. I've begun to realize that even though I seem to have a hard time finding any spare time, what spare time I do have could really be put to better use serving others. I'm applying to volunteer as a guardian ad litem for Lexington county. I really hope that I get the chance to volunteer for this, I honestly hope to make a difference. It's something I've been praying about and researching for some time. Can you imagine, me as a "mentor" figure....HEY I heard that!!
Really though, keep me in your prayers...pray I find whatever it is God is calling me to do with my time.
I am currently working on a Dr. Seuss cake!! I will be honest and say that THIS cake is something I have been hoping and waiting on someone to request!! I'm stoked, I've been drawing the design for some time now, I hope it turns out exactly as I imagine! I'll share pictures when I'm through. I was contacted by a casting producer for TLC, she wanted me to apply for a TV series they are getting ready to run all about cakes...that too has been something I've been working on. We'll see how that goes, I'm not sure it's something I could do but man it's fun to dream! I have my doubts, but it's sure been an experience thus far.
Well, this post has gotten fairly lengthy. I'll end it now!
Happy Friday everyone!!!
Thursday, July 01, 2010
Just Some Things
Lately I have been eating the heck out of some.....yogurt....betcha' thought I was going to say ice cream, didn't you?! Well that too but I've also been consuming a lot of yogurt. Not just any yogurt but FAGE Total 2% greek yogurt, with honey. It is divine!
It seems that when it's hot out, I crave cold, quick, easy foods. That pretty much leaves me eating ice cream, Popsicles, yogurt, cereal and cold fruit.
I stopped by Publix on my way home from work yesterday, to grab some more yogurt, and saw some really yummy,fresh looking zucchini and squash. I picked out a few of each. When I got home I turned the oven on, sliced the veggies, tossed them into a pan, sprinkled them with a little salt and a little pepper and then covered them in Newman's Own salad dressing, the organic Italian flavor. I just let the veggies saute' a bit and then...oh my gosh...tried to stop myself from eating every single one of them before I had a chance to pile them on a plate and cool off!!! Sooooooooo good. I made an extra batch just for lunch today.
You may remember this story I posted about awhile back? You may have gotten a few giggles from that post, you may have felt sorry for me after reading the post, you may have thought "Bless her heart"! However, I highly doubt that ANYONE would have thought that it was something that would happen AGAIN in the Mullen household. I was one of those people too! I sure learned my lesson! I was still scrapping potato skins out from under random pieces of kitchen furniture weeks later! It was a lesson learned the hard way and as far as I was concerned I would never have the need to learn that lesson again!
However, my better half, well...bless him...I guess he needed one more reminder.
When I got home last night, Sev had cooked up a batch of sweet potato fries. He was so proud of himself. He sauntered to the door, right as I was coming in, handed me a fry, smiled and said "Taste this, taste this, I just made them!"...he was beaming.
After dinner I went todo laundry, clean the bathrooms, make the beds, mop the kitchen OKAY! I know my mom would see right through that one...I went to lay on the couch for a bit.
ANYWAYS...as I'm resting, Sev is in the kitchen and I over hear him say "..." well I won't write what he said, but it wasn't good. I looked up just in time to see him turn on the disposal. I watched bits of potato peels cover my dear husband. I watched my husband, in return, grab the top to one of my calphalon pots and use it as a shield. Then I watched my husband turn the disposal off, look up from the sink and shake his head at me. Then he went on to say "DO. NOT. SAY. A. WORD!".
Ya'll I didn't say a word!
I resumed my resting and listened from the living room as my husband battled the clogged sink. I wanted to mention that after I had posted about this incident last time, that I had received advice on how to handle the situation in the future, (AS IF I ever thought we would have this problem AGAIN in the future...) but every time I went to say "Honey....."...or "Honey, if you..." or "Wait a minute I know..."....I got the stink eye.
I kept my mouth shut.
I didn't go into the kitchen until later that night.
I surveyed my surroundings.
I saw no potato peels stuck to any kitchen appliances (though I did see a wire coat hanger that had been stretched out...that will remain a mystery).
I breathed a sigh of relief, turned the kitchen lights off and went to bed.
I think it's safe to say that NOW...Sev has learned his lesson....and that lesson, according to him, is....we will never eat potato's, in any form or fashion, again, in our house, as long as he lives.
It seems that when it's hot out, I crave cold, quick, easy foods. That pretty much leaves me eating ice cream, Popsicles, yogurt, cereal and cold fruit.
I stopped by Publix on my way home from work yesterday, to grab some more yogurt, and saw some really yummy,fresh looking zucchini and squash. I picked out a few of each. When I got home I turned the oven on, sliced the veggies, tossed them into a pan, sprinkled them with a little salt and a little pepper and then covered them in Newman's Own salad dressing, the organic Italian flavor. I just let the veggies saute' a bit and then...oh my gosh...tried to stop myself from eating every single one of them before I had a chance to pile them on a plate and cool off!!! Sooooooooo good. I made an extra batch just for lunch today.
You may remember this story I posted about awhile back? You may have gotten a few giggles from that post, you may have felt sorry for me after reading the post, you may have thought "Bless her heart"! However, I highly doubt that ANYONE would have thought that it was something that would happen AGAIN in the Mullen household. I was one of those people too! I sure learned my lesson! I was still scrapping potato skins out from under random pieces of kitchen furniture weeks later! It was a lesson learned the hard way and as far as I was concerned I would never have the need to learn that lesson again!
However, my better half, well...bless him...I guess he needed one more reminder.
When I got home last night, Sev had cooked up a batch of sweet potato fries. He was so proud of himself. He sauntered to the door, right as I was coming in, handed me a fry, smiled and said "Taste this, taste this, I just made them!"...he was beaming.
After dinner I went to
ANYWAYS...as I'm resting, Sev is in the kitchen and I over hear him say "..." well I won't write what he said, but it wasn't good. I looked up just in time to see him turn on the disposal. I watched bits of potato peels cover my dear husband. I watched my husband, in return, grab the top to one of my calphalon pots and use it as a shield. Then I watched my husband turn the disposal off, look up from the sink and shake his head at me. Then he went on to say "DO. NOT. SAY. A. WORD!".
Ya'll I didn't say a word!
I resumed my resting and listened from the living room as my husband battled the clogged sink. I wanted to mention that after I had posted about this incident last time, that I had received advice on how to handle the situation in the future, (AS IF I ever thought we would have this problem AGAIN in the future...) but every time I went to say "Honey....."...or "Honey, if you..." or "Wait a minute I know..."....I got the stink eye.
I kept my mouth shut.
I didn't go into the kitchen until later that night.
I surveyed my surroundings.
I saw no potato peels stuck to any kitchen appliances (though I did see a wire coat hanger that had been stretched out...that will remain a mystery).
I breathed a sigh of relief, turned the kitchen lights off and went to bed.
I think it's safe to say that NOW...Sev has learned his lesson....and that lesson, according to him, is....we will never eat potato's, in any form or fashion, again, in our house, as long as he lives.
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