This post was written about one year ago. It still holds true, so I'm posting it...
Look, it's been a L-O-N-G time since I've actually made any kind of post (outside of a quote) to my blog. And I promise I will soon, but I couldn't pass up the opportunity to write what's on my mind right now.
This past weekend, I went to visit my best friend, Moe, in Dallas. Some people don't understand why I make the 5-hour trek just to spend a couple of nights with my BFF. It's my home away from home - where I can recharge my batteries; where love and support are given non-stop; where thoughts/opinions are voiced and not judged; where my laughter is constantly being heard. My husband gets it. He encourages me to go all the time. He knows the bond Moe and I share.
That bond means a lot to me. Only a couple of people know the "real" me. (Not the friend, not the sister, not the mom or any other...just me.). In all reality, Moe's second only to my husband. We've learned lots from one another. I've probably learned more from her than she's ever realized. She's the model of motherhood that I try to emulate - firm, fun, spiritual, wise, patient; but most of all, loving! She's an amazing aunt to her nieces and nephews - opening their eyes to the many views that life has to offer. Views that otherwise these children might never see. Hell, she was even the person that introduced me to tequila!
Sometimes you’re let down, sometimes you’re the one who lets someone else down. It gets hard to know who you can trust, who you can count on. I count on Moe. She's the great friend I have in life. The one to which all other friends are compared to. The one I know will be there for years to come. I have been told by many that a friendship like ours doesn't come along everyday. They are right.
I love my husband; I love my sister; I love my friends...and I love my BFF.
Showing posts with label friendship. Show all posts
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Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Random Quote
W. Somerset Maugham - "We know our friends by their defects rather than by their merits."
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
A time for preparation...
My best friend told me recently: "You know, I'm a little sad that you are not the Catholic that you once were. I mean you are still a really good Catholic, but you used to teach CCD, run a youth group..."
For more than 12 years, my husband and I were those "crazy Catholic" twenty-somethings who would inspire youth to get fired up about their faith. To be Soldiers of Christ and fight the good fight. When our parish needed something done, the priest would look to us to get things moving. Parents made us examples to their children; we were the last resort to bring their kids back into the fold. Before those years, I participated in the youth group, retreats - you name it. Heck, I was always at the church. I was one of "those" church kids. My family sat in the same pew every Sunday and everyone knew who we were.
My pal's statement alone made me ponder. What am I doing now? I go to church every Sunday. I make sure my son is learning the foundations of our faith. Each night we saw prayers together. Yet, could I be doing more? Focusing just on myself, I remembered how my morals were what set me apart from the crowd. I stood up for my faith even when it made me the outcast. The fact that I "waited until marriage" is still a topic that causes to shock people. To sum it up, my faith made me special. In the past, my BFF would constantly state "I'm going to heaven on your coat-tails." Would they still be able to?
With Lent a week away, I've set forth a challenge to myself. To do my best to become that pillar of faith I once was. Nothing radical. Just a small start to go back to the person I once was.
For more than 12 years, my husband and I were those "crazy Catholic" twenty-somethings who would inspire youth to get fired up about their faith. To be Soldiers of Christ and fight the good fight. When our parish needed something done, the priest would look to us to get things moving. Parents made us examples to their children; we were the last resort to bring their kids back into the fold. Before those years, I participated in the youth group, retreats - you name it. Heck, I was always at the church. I was one of "those" church kids. My family sat in the same pew every Sunday and everyone knew who we were.
My pal's statement alone made me ponder. What am I doing now? I go to church every Sunday. I make sure my son is learning the foundations of our faith. Each night we saw prayers together. Yet, could I be doing more? Focusing just on myself, I remembered how my morals were what set me apart from the crowd. I stood up for my faith even when it made me the outcast. The fact that I "waited until marriage" is still a topic that causes to shock people. To sum it up, my faith made me special. In the past, my BFF would constantly state "I'm going to heaven on your coat-tails." Would they still be able to?
With Lent a week away, I've set forth a challenge to myself. To do my best to become that pillar of faith I once was. Nothing radical. Just a small start to go back to the person I once was.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
For the love of ink...
I love pens. I love everything about pens. I read blogs about pens. (Here's the best one out there, in my opinion: The Pen Addict.)
My assistants/friends gifted me some awesome Pilot Hi-Tec-C 0.4 pens for my birthday. It's like writing with a needle tip...so frickin' awesome. I carry all 5 different colored pens with me everywhere. You never know when you are going to need an awesome writing instrument to write something memorable (or not so) down. Heh.
I think it's a fascination that was inherited from my dad. He always had bags of pens or clusters of pens with rubber bands around them packed away in every little knook possible. I think his affliction were Sharpies. I wonder if he knows that they have a pen now?! Hmmm...Father's day perhaps?
However, what's even more awesome than my love of pens? The fact that my truest & bestest friend also shares this love. We can spend hours just "playing" with pens. We will search for stationery and pens on random jaunts while we are together. All for the love of ink.
My assistants/friends gifted me some awesome Pilot Hi-Tec-C 0.4 pens for my birthday. It's like writing with a needle tip...so frickin' awesome. I carry all 5 different colored pens with me everywhere. You never know when you are going to need an awesome writing instrument to write something memorable (or not so) down. Heh.
I think it's a fascination that was inherited from my dad. He always had bags of pens or clusters of pens with rubber bands around them packed away in every little knook possible. I think his affliction were Sharpies. I wonder if he knows that they have a pen now?! Hmmm...Father's day perhaps?
However, what's even more awesome than my love of pens? The fact that my truest & bestest friend also shares this love. We can spend hours just "playing" with pens. We will search for stationery and pens on random jaunts while we are together. All for the love of ink.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
One hell of an emotional ride...
One that I hope I will not have to take for a long time. Never have I experienced so many emotions in a three-day period. I'll keep it short for my sanity's (and your) sake.
Saturday. Emotion: happiness.
One of my best pals got married. It was a small, intimate ceremony and quite beautiful. My hubby & I got to dance and drink and enjoyed the company of people we hadn't seen in quite a long time. The hubby even got a bit tipsy.
Sunday. Emotion: worry.
Moe's youngest son developed RSV and had been rushed to the hospital on Friday. I couldn't just sit and wait to hear something from Moe over the phone. I had to be there. I called her sister and made the trip to Dallas with her & Moco in record time. When we finally saw Moe, I knew we had made the right choice to drive up. Moe, her sister and I were able to do what "sisters" do - talk, laugh and cry all at the same time.
Monday. Emotion: worry. guilt. grief.
Moe's baby was eventually transferred to ICU and that's when I had to make the heartbreaking decision to leave my best friend and head home with the kid after all he did have school the next day. I didn't want to but something in my gut told I should.
On the way home, I pray and text family members asking them to remember Moe's family in their prayers. When I finally arrive home, I call my parents to let them know that Moco & I have arrived safely. Here's what I would like call the "sucker punch" to my day...my parents deliver the news that my sister had just miscarried her baby earlier in the day. I fell to my knees crying. I listened to my parents as they continued to tell me how my sister & husband were handling it. I just heard babble...because in my mind I just couldn't make sense of it all. I felt guilt for not being there for her. I felt sadness for her and her husband.
I didn't know what to feel. I was an emotional wreck. I found consulation in my hubby and son, and even my dog Woxy (who kept nuzzling me when I was crying). I knew in my heart that things happen for a reason. God will take care of those in whom trust him. And yet nothing in this world that's worth having comes easy...but for some reason, I felt like I have paid my dues for a while.
Saturday. Emotion: happiness.
One of my best pals got married. It was a small, intimate ceremony and quite beautiful. My hubby & I got to dance and drink and enjoyed the company of people we hadn't seen in quite a long time. The hubby even got a bit tipsy.
Sunday. Emotion: worry.
Moe's youngest son developed RSV and had been rushed to the hospital on Friday. I couldn't just sit and wait to hear something from Moe over the phone. I had to be there. I called her sister and made the trip to Dallas with her & Moco in record time. When we finally saw Moe, I knew we had made the right choice to drive up. Moe, her sister and I were able to do what "sisters" do - talk, laugh and cry all at the same time.
Monday. Emotion: worry. guilt. grief.
Moe's baby was eventually transferred to ICU and that's when I had to make the heartbreaking decision to leave my best friend and head home with the kid after all he did have school the next day. I didn't want to but something in my gut told I should.
On the way home, I pray and text family members asking them to remember Moe's family in their prayers. When I finally arrive home, I call my parents to let them know that Moco & I have arrived safely. Here's what I would like call the "sucker punch" to my day...my parents deliver the news that my sister had just miscarried her baby earlier in the day. I fell to my knees crying. I listened to my parents as they continued to tell me how my sister & husband were handling it. I just heard babble...because in my mind I just couldn't make sense of it all. I felt guilt for not being there for her. I felt sadness for her and her husband.
I didn't know what to feel. I was an emotional wreck. I found consulation in my hubby and son, and even my dog Woxy (who kept nuzzling me when I was crying). I knew in my heart that things happen for a reason. God will take care of those in whom trust him. And yet nothing in this world that's worth having comes easy...but for some reason, I felt like I have paid my dues for a while.
Friday, November 7, 2008
9:30 p.m.
It's a Friday evening and everyone in the house is asleep. Even the dogs and cats. I'm the only person who is still awake. Crazy. I feel like I should watch a chick flick or something, but I don't have any worth watching. bleh.
However, I am watching "Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders: Making the Team 3." Who knew that seeing women vie for a spot on the most famous cheerleading squad would be so entertaining? I haven't been able to watch it lately due to Moco's football schedule. Now that football season is over...I might have time a few nights a week to watch some regular T.V. Yay!
Not a whole lot has been going on as of late. As mentioned before, finishing up Moco's first season of football. He had a lot of fun and it's something I know he will miss. I know I miss the 3 nights a weeks of 2 hour breaks that I had while he was at practice. Yet, I think I will enjoy some freetime with him as we get ready for the holidays. (Side note: I had to re-type "holiday" over and over again because I am now programmed to type it "h-o-l-l-i-d-a-y." Why? Well, that's how Ms. Lindsay spells her last name. heh.)
For the past 5 months, I've been training to run a race. Now the San Antonio's Rock 'n' Roll Half-Marathon is next weekend! I'm super excited. I'm even more excited that my very best friend in the whole wide world, Moe, might make it down to see me race. Nothing is set in stone just yet, but there's a possibility. I was there when she ran the Dallas White Rock Half-Marathon last year. She and her hubby are my inspiration for beginning to run in the first place. So I'm hoping I do them proud and make it happen! :) I'll keep you posted on how it goes. Moe's already given me a time to beat. ;)
Signing off for now...
However, I am watching "Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders: Making the Team 3." Who knew that seeing women vie for a spot on the most famous cheerleading squad would be so entertaining? I haven't been able to watch it lately due to Moco's football schedule. Now that football season is over...I might have time a few nights a week to watch some regular T.V. Yay!
Not a whole lot has been going on as of late. As mentioned before, finishing up Moco's first season of football. He had a lot of fun and it's something I know he will miss. I know I miss the 3 nights a weeks of 2 hour breaks that I had while he was at practice. Yet, I think I will enjoy some freetime with him as we get ready for the holidays. (Side note: I had to re-type "holiday" over and over again because I am now programmed to type it "h-o-l-l-i-d-a-y." Why? Well, that's how Ms. Lindsay spells her last name. heh.)
For the past 5 months, I've been training to run a race. Now the San Antonio's Rock 'n' Roll Half-Marathon is next weekend! I'm super excited. I'm even more excited that my very best friend in the whole wide world, Moe, might make it down to see me race. Nothing is set in stone just yet, but there's a possibility. I was there when she ran the Dallas White Rock Half-Marathon last year. She and her hubby are my inspiration for beginning to run in the first place. So I'm hoping I do them proud and make it happen! :) I'll keep you posted on how it goes. Moe's already given me a time to beat. ;)
Signing off for now...
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Updating the numbers...
A month...
Tomorrow will mark another month that has gone by. I know, I know. I probably promised to do a better job of updating my blog in my last post. No excuses here. I let time slip away from me.
Instead of powering up the computer at home, I go lay on the couch while the hubby designs; slip into some comfy PJs and open up a new read (which just happened for the first time this week); or I wander around my house looking for something to do that will satisfty my need to be doing something. When I do power up the computer, I log into ebay and just look for some random things or read blogs about design, music or paper. Always amazed at the prices people will pay for things. Always amazed at how certain blogs can capture my attention for hours. I should be emailing people about making donations to my Team in Training website (only $1270 to go!)...but I suppose it's my time to decompress. But hey, no excuses. ^_^
I know I will get better with it in due time. Perhaps when I become a stay-at-home mom (my dream job), I will be able to create a schedule that will allow me time to blog. :)
Enough about my blogging...
Today, a healthy, little 6 pound, 9 ounce, baby boy was born to my bestest friend in the whole wide world! While childbirth is something I have yet to experience (and there's a slim chance I ever will), I look upon it as the most experience a woman can ever go through. The miracle of life is just that...a miracle. Bringing a life into the world...whoa! (Sure, you can tell me that adopting a child is like giving them another chance at life, but it's a different kind of miracle. The miracle is that you don't kill a kid for being a booger. heh.) So today, all my love goes out to Moe and her family. May God continue to bless & protect them. (She always wanted to be surrounded by men.)
Friendship...
What is one to do when the phone goes silent on the other end? Wait for the dreaded disconnected signal? Continue to wait thinking it will be a matter of moments before the other comes back? Eh. It's hard to say and it's hard to tell that person waiting what to do. There's a reason certain people are in your life, and there's a reason why they are in your life at a certain time. It might not make sense now, but looking back you'll figure it out.
The kid...
Moco has had some amazing moments during the last month. We took a visit to Goodwill to find items to make his costume. We found them all and are now working on the details of the costume! Getting 4 A's and 1 B on a progress report...he had never done that before "in his whole life!" It brought a tear to my eye as well as to others because he was so amazed at himself. His first visit to a pumpkin patch. Talk about craziness - he couldn't contain his eagerness to run all over the place. We got into a car accident last week and I thought the kid would be tramatized. Still doing great in football. His social schedule is just as bad as our's. :)
The wrap up...
October is very much the doorman to the holiday season. The foliage begins to change colors, the temperature lowers (a wee bit) and I begin to go through my closet trying to find clothes that might make it past the fashion police. Pfft...I've got some serious work to do there.
In the meantime, I'm off to bed to dream of what may come tomorrow. Peace out.
Tomorrow will mark another month that has gone by. I know, I know. I probably promised to do a better job of updating my blog in my last post. No excuses here. I let time slip away from me.
Instead of powering up the computer at home, I go lay on the couch while the hubby designs; slip into some comfy PJs and open up a new read (which just happened for the first time this week); or I wander around my house looking for something to do that will satisfty my need to be doing something. When I do power up the computer, I log into ebay and just look for some random things or read blogs about design, music or paper. Always amazed at the prices people will pay for things. Always amazed at how certain blogs can capture my attention for hours. I should be emailing people about making donations to my Team in Training website (only $1270 to go!)...but I suppose it's my time to decompress. But hey, no excuses. ^_^
I know I will get better with it in due time. Perhaps when I become a stay-at-home mom (my dream job), I will be able to create a schedule that will allow me time to blog. :)
Enough about my blogging...
Today, a healthy, little 6 pound, 9 ounce, baby boy was born to my bestest friend in the whole wide world! While childbirth is something I have yet to experience (and there's a slim chance I ever will), I look upon it as the most experience a woman can ever go through. The miracle of life is just that...a miracle. Bringing a life into the world...whoa! (Sure, you can tell me that adopting a child is like giving them another chance at life, but it's a different kind of miracle. The miracle is that you don't kill a kid for being a booger. heh.) So today, all my love goes out to Moe and her family. May God continue to bless & protect them. (She always wanted to be surrounded by men.)
Friendship...
What is one to do when the phone goes silent on the other end? Wait for the dreaded disconnected signal? Continue to wait thinking it will be a matter of moments before the other comes back? Eh. It's hard to say and it's hard to tell that person waiting what to do. There's a reason certain people are in your life, and there's a reason why they are in your life at a certain time. It might not make sense now, but looking back you'll figure it out.
The kid...
Moco has had some amazing moments during the last month. We took a visit to Goodwill to find items to make his costume. We found them all and are now working on the details of the costume! Getting 4 A's and 1 B on a progress report...he had never done that before "in his whole life!" It brought a tear to my eye as well as to others because he was so amazed at himself. His first visit to a pumpkin patch. Talk about craziness - he couldn't contain his eagerness to run all over the place. We got into a car accident last week and I thought the kid would be tramatized. Still doing great in football. His social schedule is just as bad as our's. :)
The wrap up...
October is very much the doorman to the holiday season. The foliage begins to change colors, the temperature lowers (a wee bit) and I begin to go through my closet trying to find clothes that might make it past the fashion police. Pfft...I've got some serious work to do there.
In the meantime, I'm off to bed to dream of what may come tomorrow. Peace out.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Lifetime
A few weeks ago, I prayed for a friend, someone whom I was very close to. I no longer hear from this person (and there were many attempts on my part), but I offered our friendship up to God and let Him guide me on what to do next. Today, I received this email from a random friend...
"People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime.
When you know which one it is, you will know what to do for that person..
When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed. They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually. They may seem like a godsend and they are. They are there for the reason you need them to be.
When you know which one it is, you will know what to do for that person..
When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed. They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually. They may seem like a godsend and they are. They are there for the reason you need them to be.
Then, without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time,
this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end.
Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away. Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand. What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done.
this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end.
Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away. Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand. What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done.
The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on.
Some people come into your life for a SEASON, because your turn has come to share, grow or learn. They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh.
They may teach you something you have never done. They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it, it is real. But only for a season.
They may teach you something you have never done. They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it, it is real. But only for a season.
LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons, things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life. It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.
Thank you for being a part of my life, whether you were a reason, a season or a lifetime."
God has His ways....
Thursday, July 17, 2008
51.54 and more...
That's how much it cost me to fill up my gas tank on Tuesday. WTH?! Yeah, yeah, I know. The cost of gas has been going up steadily for the past months...I just hadn't put 2 and 2 together until today. Bleh. I don't even use premium. oh well.
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It's time for another road trip to Dallas! Moco and I are going to see Moe & Co. Yay! Even more fun is that Moe & I will be running in a race. I'm not doing anything big, just the 5k. (I had originally wanted to do the 15k, but I didn't have anyone to watch Moco while I ran.) Moco will be "running" with me. I'll keep you posted on how it goes. ;)
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The hubby has been working some serious hours to finish a project. That means that he really hasn't been spending any time at home...leaving the kid and I to hang out together. Since he finally finished the project yesterday, he figured that he would take the son to work today. Moco was really excited and I was ecstatic that I could get ready for work without someone asking me a million questions. They cleaned up the shop and then went for a "working man's lunch." Two grilled cheese sandwiches with fries and sweet teas. The hubby said Moco loved it, especially since he was paid a dollar for his workday. ;)
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Training for the half-marathon in November has been going well. Last week, I ran 6 miles in 1 hour, 45 minutes. It's a horrible time of 17 minutes per mile. I didn't do so hot because I stayed up late the night before plus I drank one too many beers. I'm still not believing that I'm a runner and nights like those can not happen with 6 a.m. run times. I've been running around the neighborhood, but haven't done much practice work. This weekend is what I need to get motivated again. I've got lots of work to do! Argh!
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It's time for another road trip to Dallas! Moco and I are going to see Moe & Co. Yay! Even more fun is that Moe & I will be running in a race. I'm not doing anything big, just the 5k. (I had originally wanted to do the 15k, but I didn't have anyone to watch Moco while I ran.) Moco will be "running" with me. I'll keep you posted on how it goes. ;)
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The hubby has been working some serious hours to finish a project. That means that he really hasn't been spending any time at home...leaving the kid and I to hang out together. Since he finally finished the project yesterday, he figured that he would take the son to work today. Moco was really excited and I was ecstatic that I could get ready for work without someone asking me a million questions. They cleaned up the shop and then went for a "working man's lunch." Two grilled cheese sandwiches with fries and sweet teas. The hubby said Moco loved it, especially since he was paid a dollar for his workday. ;)
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Training for the half-marathon in November has been going well. Last week, I ran 6 miles in 1 hour, 45 minutes. It's a horrible time of 17 minutes per mile. I didn't do so hot because I stayed up late the night before plus I drank one too many beers. I'm still not believing that I'm a runner and nights like those can not happen with 6 a.m. run times. I've been running around the neighborhood, but haven't done much practice work. This weekend is what I need to get motivated again. I've got lots of work to do! Argh!
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Infinity
With Moe & JJ in town, we've had a few extra days of fun & adventure! Last weekend, we were able to visit the family cabin in Boerne with them and see Moe's nieces & nephew. We ran, climbed trees, swam in the pool & river, danced, sang at the top of our lungs, ate goodies, played in the playground, drove golf carts, attempted to catch fish...oh, it goes on and on. Moco loved it! He can be a typical rough & tumble boy with two little boys (4 & 2) following him as their leader. Moco claims they are a "gang" or "club" depending on the day or encounter. :)
On Memorial Day, Moco & I stayed home. Sounds lame, huh? Well, I cut the grass while the kid jumped the backyard fence to play with some new friends. Then we got a surprise when Daddy (a.k.a. Hubby) called and said he would be coming home early from work and be ready to hit the road. We got super excited. Daddy is always, ALWAYS, working. (We have our own business - you get the idea.) As soon as he came home, we hit the road and drove to Corpus Christi. It was tons of fun!
For Tuesday's treat, I picked up Moco and told him if he finished his homework without whining I would drive him to Boerne for dinner and swimming. It was by far the fastest and non-complaining homework session ever! We packed our gear and made it to camp just in time to see Moe driving towards us in a golf cart with the kids. I stopped the car to greet them...all you could hear were cheers of "Munka!! Moco!! You came!!" That's all it took for Moco to jump out of the car and onto the cart. Moe explained they were going on a "dinosaur hunt" and off she drove with 5 kids laughing and singing. Again, we swam, ran, chased fireflies, sang silly songs, rode bikes, and roasted marshmellows.
A quick quote from Moe's email to me this morning:
I absolutely love Moe, JJ, Brit, Alex & GE...and so does Moco.
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Now playing: The Shins - Turn On Me
via FoxyTunes
On Memorial Day, Moco & I stayed home. Sounds lame, huh? Well, I cut the grass while the kid jumped the backyard fence to play with some new friends. Then we got a surprise when Daddy (a.k.a. Hubby) called and said he would be coming home early from work and be ready to hit the road. We got super excited. Daddy is always, ALWAYS, working. (We have our own business - you get the idea.) As soon as he came home, we hit the road and drove to Corpus Christi. It was tons of fun!
For Tuesday's treat, I picked up Moco and told him if he finished his homework without whining I would drive him to Boerne for dinner and swimming. It was by far the fastest and non-complaining homework session ever! We packed our gear and made it to camp just in time to see Moe driving towards us in a golf cart with the kids. I stopped the car to greet them...all you could hear were cheers of "Munka!! Moco!! You came!!" That's all it took for Moco to jump out of the car and onto the cart. Moe explained they were going on a "dinosaur hunt" and off she drove with 5 kids laughing and singing. Again, we swam, ran, chased fireflies, sang silly songs, rode bikes, and roasted marshmellows.
A quick quote from Moe's email to me this morning:
"The boys were sound asleep all night long. I think we wore them out. They had so much fun last night. I loved to just watch them interact and laugh so purely. It made my heart smile. Moco was so adorable when he got here. You could see how happy he was to be here. That made me feel good that he is relaxed around us and can be comfortable enough to just be himself. Thanks for bringing him."Moco crashed on the way home...the only way I knew was because he stopped talking. He loves going to camp, but especially being with his two pals - JJ & GE. There's something to them not seeing each other for months and then just being the best of friends. No worries, no motives - just pure fun & friendship. It makes me happy to know that my son is making friends that will last him his lifetime.
I absolutely love Moe, JJ, Brit, Alex & GE...and so does Moco.
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Now playing: The Shins - Turn On Me
via FoxyTunes
Monday, May 19, 2008
5 days
"A friend is someone who gives you total freedom to be yourself-and especially to feel, or not feel. Whatever you happen to be feeling at any moment is fine with them. That's what real love amounts to - letting a person be what he really is." - Jim Morrison
"A true friend is one, who sits next to you without talking, who makes you feel comfortable." - Sundeep Reddy
My bestest friend is coming into town in 5 days! She's coming at the perfect time too. For the past week, I've been "needy" and a bit "clingy". It happens to me every once in a while. There's not a reason for it...I just get that way. (No, it's not that time of the month either.) It's just a time in which I need a good snuggle or hug from a gal pal.
Editor's note: Okay, okay. I know there are some who are reading this blog who might ask "WTF?! What am I to you?!" The answer is "Yes. You mean something to me, but certain friends have certain roles." There's the friend that you can always gossip with; the friend that you share so many things in common with it's eerie; the friend that makes you laugh...you know what I'm getting at. So, don't be offended. ^_^
Friday, May 16, 2008
1 month, 12 days: an Interview of sorts
(9:13:12 AM) Lindsay H.: :)
(9:14:31 AM) Monica : reporter hat on here: with 1 month and 12 days to go, what are you feeling about your upcoming wedding day?
(9:15:24 AM) Lindsay H. : lol
(9:16:04 AM) Monica : This is a serious question, that hundreds - okay, tens - of people woud like to know the answer to. Don't you feel like you owe your public an answer?
(9:16:26 AM) Monica : So again, I ask Ms. ...how are you feeling about your upcoming nuptials?
(9:16:38 AM) Lindsay H. : you're making me lol
(9:17:23 AM) Monica : Aside from being all giggly, do you feel nervous?
(9:17:49 AM) Monica : Do you have any idea what your last meal as a single woman would be?
(9:17:50 AM) Lindsay H. : I'm hungry!
(9:17:53 AM) Monica : lol
(9:18:01 AM) Lindsay H. : hahahahahaha
(9:18:09 AM) Monica : Perhaps, cheese pizza and a diet coke?
(9:18:48 AM) Monica : Ms. , I feel like you are avoiding these questions because you are hiding a deeper story...is there anything you would like to share with the online public?
(9:19:17 AM) Monica : OR is this a public relations tactic to keep us in suspense for the ceremony on 28 June?
(9:21:00 AM) Monica : Hmmm...silence...well folks, it looks like we are going to have to wait for a second interview with Ms. - soon to be Mrs. Holliday.
(9:21:19 AM) Lindsay H. : you're good
(9:22:13 AM) Monica : Until next time then...this is Monica with WGBE channel 7 reporting live inside the offices of Granberry Hills.
(9:22:37 AM) Monica : p.s. this is going into my blog. i'm just sayin'
Listening to: Lily Allen - Everything's Just Wonderful
via FoxyTunes
Thursday, May 8, 2008
18 years...
A quick blog entry...really quick since I'm in the office.
I just got a phone call from my ultimate best friend, "Moe". When Moe became a mom, it was hard for us to keep in contact with one another. I mean, we used to write letters on a weekly basis just because we both have a serious love of stationery and pens. Then I became a mom...that's when all time escaped from us. We do our best to call one another, but we are very lucky if we get to leave a voice mail. :)
So a phone call in which we actually get to talk to one another is definitely a blessing. That woman can make me laugh and cry like no one else. Most of the time, we're on our way to our offices or just about to enter a meeting so our calls last no more than 5 minutes. That just goes to show you that we are always thinking of one another. We understand each other without having to complete a sentence. We just go "uh-huh" and then we start laughing...knowing exactly what the other one was thinking. Now once I'm off the phone, I can spend the next five minutes trying to regain composure.
I suppose that goes with a friendship of 18 years. I love it.
I just got a phone call from my ultimate best friend, "Moe". When Moe became a mom, it was hard for us to keep in contact with one another. I mean, we used to write letters on a weekly basis just because we both have a serious love of stationery and pens. Then I became a mom...that's when all time escaped from us. We do our best to call one another, but we are very lucky if we get to leave a voice mail. :)
So a phone call in which we actually get to talk to one another is definitely a blessing. That woman can make me laugh and cry like no one else. Most of the time, we're on our way to our offices or just about to enter a meeting so our calls last no more than 5 minutes. That just goes to show you that we are always thinking of one another. We understand each other without having to complete a sentence. We just go "uh-huh" and then we start laughing...knowing exactly what the other one was thinking. Now once I'm off the phone, I can spend the next five minutes trying to regain composure.
I suppose that goes with a friendship of 18 years. I love it.
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
4
Yeah, I should be blogging about the topics in my last post...but eh. I just find it hard to do so after the event has already passed. I don't know how the other moms do it. Seriously. They manage to blog, cook, clean, and do other various tasks with their kids. My brain, however, goes into this weird mode and if I am not by any computer, the blogging of that moment has vanished. I'm already on to the next episode in my adventures with the kiddo. So, if you see me in person...ask me about them. I'll pull them from the old, tried & true computer - my noggin.
Everyday I go to work. Since becoming a mom (about 3 months now), I dread walking into the office. Even thinking about work makes me cringe. I'd rather be a stay at home mom and spend time working on crafts, on inventing new ways to teach my child fractions or research the latest findings on ADHD. Yes, that makes me a bit envious of those moms that are able to do so, but I'm happy for them at the same time.
That brings me to the heart of this post. On those days that I do walk into the office...I anxiously await the arrival of two co-workers. No, that's wrong to say. These women are two of my closest friends so they are not just co-workers. Sure our office brought us together in a random way, but I have surely been blessed by this circumstance. Not a day goes by without my randomly walking through the office to see if they have arrived. (Believe me, I'll make up some excuse to walk to the other side of the offices - "oh, your mouse is broken?!" or "let me clean that keyboard for you.")
Since then I have introduced them to my sister and "voilà" we are the four Musketeers! We listen to one another's gripes, talk about everything going on around us...and mostly importantly support one another. Okay, we're not the ladies of "Sex and the City" - but we are pretty damn close.
Therefore, when I begin to bitch about work...I simply think about the awesome people I have been able to meet because of it. Then I get the warm fuzzies. ^_^
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Listening to: Wilco - Should've Been In Love
via FoxyTunes
Everyday I go to work. Since becoming a mom (about 3 months now), I dread walking into the office. Even thinking about work makes me cringe. I'd rather be a stay at home mom and spend time working on crafts, on inventing new ways to teach my child fractions or research the latest findings on ADHD. Yes, that makes me a bit envious of those moms that are able to do so, but I'm happy for them at the same time.
That brings me to the heart of this post. On those days that I do walk into the office...I anxiously await the arrival of two co-workers. No, that's wrong to say. These women are two of my closest friends so they are not just co-workers. Sure our office brought us together in a random way, but I have surely been blessed by this circumstance. Not a day goes by without my randomly walking through the office to see if they have arrived. (Believe me, I'll make up some excuse to walk to the other side of the offices - "oh, your mouse is broken?!" or "let me clean that keyboard for you.")
Since then I have introduced them to my sister and "voilà" we are the four Musketeers! We listen to one another's gripes, talk about everything going on around us...and mostly importantly support one another. Okay, we're not the ladies of "Sex and the City" - but we are pretty damn close.
Therefore, when I begin to bitch about work...I simply think about the awesome people I have been able to meet because of it. Then I get the warm fuzzies. ^_^
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Listening to: Wilco - Should've Been In Love
via FoxyTunes
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
7 months
That's about how many days are left until the San Antonio Rock 'N' Roll Marathon.
My New Year's Resolution was to get into better shape. My best friend "Moe" decided to up the ante. She decided that we could both run a half-marathon together. "Great," I thought...only Moe had already been training & completed a half-marathon. Being the friend that she is, she encouraged me that it would be a good thing and we could do it together.
January comes along and I begin researching running. I check out books, search the Internet for good training programs, and Moe buys me some running gear - now we both have matching socks & caps. [Side note:You may think me crazy to "research running" but there are a ton of things that one wouldn't know about the sport if you had never, ever attempted it before. So there!]
We're finally into February and I've dabbled with working out & running - nothing serious. Then I get a phone call from Moe. She delivers the message as such:
Towards the end of March, our new family was getting into a rhythm and Moco wasn't taking so much of my time. That's when I finally decided that I needed to do something for myself. I once again set my goal to complete a half-marathon. I'm going to gym, cracking open the books again, and trying to stay motivated. It's going to be a long journey for me - the novice runner. However, I am sure it's one I can do. :)
After all, I have 7 months to make it happen. Right?!
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Now playing: Green Day - Wake Me Up When September Ends
via FoxyTunes
My New Year's Resolution was to get into better shape. My best friend "Moe" decided to up the ante. She decided that we could both run a half-marathon together. "Great," I thought...only Moe had already been training & completed a half-marathon. Being the friend that she is, she encouraged me that it would be a good thing and we could do it together.
January comes along and I begin researching running. I check out books, search the Internet for good training programs, and Moe buys me some running gear - now we both have matching socks & caps. [Side note:You may think me crazy to "research running" but there are a ton of things that one wouldn't know about the sport if you had never, ever attempted it before. So there!]
We're finally into February and I've dabbled with working out & running - nothing serious. Then I get a phone call from Moe. She delivers the message as such:
Moe: hey there...what ya doing?There went my training partner and coach. Selfish, I know...but I had these dreams of a glorious accomplishment as I crossed the finish line. Then again, I thought to myself, I hadn't started training so nothing was lost.
Me: At Moco's soccer practice. What's up?
Moe: Have you started training for the marathon yet?
Me: I wish. Moco has consumed my life and I haven't even truly started.
Moe: Well, it looks like you are going to have to do it alone.
Me: Huh? What do you mean?
Moe: If I did run it, it would be with a baby stroller.
Me: WTF?! Are you trying to tell me you're preggers?! *jumping up and down*
Moe: *laughing* Yes.
Towards the end of March, our new family was getting into a rhythm and Moco wasn't taking so much of my time. That's when I finally decided that I needed to do something for myself. I once again set my goal to complete a half-marathon. I'm going to gym, cracking open the books again, and trying to stay motivated. It's going to be a long journey for me - the novice runner. However, I am sure it's one I can do. :)
After all, I have 7 months to make it happen. Right?!
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Now playing: Green Day - Wake Me Up When September Ends
via FoxyTunes
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