My 6 year old - just now - watching the end of the Hannah Montana movie:
“Mommy, I feel like this is the most powerful moment in the movie and it makes everyone think about their choices.”
Wha?
This is what my dog does while I sleep.
It’s an awesome, little surprise every morning.
Damn, Sloganeerist.
That’s the funniest shit I’ve ever read. I’m suffering through a conference call with hiccups because of the efforts made to stifle my laughter.
So. Fucking. Funny.
This is my nephew. I can’t wait to meet him. I have a niece, two daughters and lots and lots of female relatives. I have no idea how to be with a boy child. But I know that I already love him. He’s due around Thanksgiving and I’m anxious as hell to hold him in my arms and rock back and forth in that instinctive way moms do. He’s so fucking cute, huh? In an alien kind of way.
I love holiday weekends. Particularly when I’ve got my kids, which I did this weekend. My kids are the shit. You’ve heard me say it before.
When I dropped them off at their dad’s house tonight, they both took the time to say, “Mommy, it was a really fun weekend. Thanks.”
*Sigh*
Relish every moment, people. As my moments have been cut by 50%, I hold every single second dear.
I am a bit confounded by my compulsion with checking in on Tumblr and Twitter. I mean, I’m not one of those people that has many followers. I’m also not the type of person that reaches out to get to know followers, other than through their posts. I have a small group of people that I follow. I don’t post terribly often. Mostly because I can’t compete with all of you and I don’t necessarily think my life is that interesting.
But I think I’ve finally figured out my obsession. I’ll explain. (Many of you have already figured this out. My epiphany just came this morning.)
Life’s not easy. It’s actually pretty fucking hard sometimes. For some just making ends meet makes it hard. For others it’s the crazy ass job or family that makes it hard. You can have the best job, the best family, wonderful friends - everything going for you - and life’s just hard. Maybe someone has drawn boundaries in your life that you can’t manage to cross over without tipping that delicate balance that appears to be happiness or peace. Maybe you’ve got kids with issues or scary health concerns yourself. Maybe your job sucks ass. There are so many things that just add bullshit to life.
Tumblr and Twitter let me hear from a group of people - of my choosing - that evidently provide something that I need. I think I finally know what it is. It’s perspective.
Let me be clear in stating that I feel like I’m a pretty lucky person. It sort of bothers me to say “lucky” because I feel like luck only has a little to do with the place I am in my life. I’ve worked pretty hard to have the life I have. I have a job. I could say it’s decent, but currently it’s only decent in respect to that it provides me a fair income. I live in a nice house. I have a few really great friends. I have the most fabulous kids. They’re smart, adorable and they pick me up when I’m down in the most innocent, sweet, thoughtful ways without even knowing the impact of their actions. I also have a very important person in my life that has taught me more about myself and life in general in the last year than I ever would have thought possible. That person provides a very real, very pure love in my life, too. I guess luck or maybe fate, does play in a role there. Who knows?
In any case, my point is that I’m not spending my life suffering. There are just things that make it hard (mostly just stupid people) like anyone else.
You people I follow on Tumblr and Twitter - generally speaking - are people that I have an inexplicable respect for because you’re either funny or amazingly smart or talented or have such admirable strength. When I feel like life is awful, your posts make me feel better. Your jokes make me laugh when I need to. Your heartfelt posts of the struggles you’re going through provide me perspective on my issues - and make me realize it’s not so bad. Your beautiful images, pics of your kids or general observations on life warm my heart and provide positivity when I’m out of it. I didn’t realize that what I’m doing is sifting through all of your posts looking for something every day. I always manage to find it. And I owe all of you a thank you.
Special thanks to weselec and sloganeerist for the laughs last night. That’s one for the Tumblr Hall of Fame.
