this made me smile
This made me smile.
Today was a fabulous days for pictures. I love days like that.
flower bokeh - so not creative.
My mind is racing tonight. I can’t make sense of anything right now. So my blog post will only consist of a Happy Bokeh Wednesday photo. I’ll understand what’s going on soon enough. I just need time to figure out what’s going on in my head.
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oh Skyler….
Nothing much tonight. I told myself I was going to go to bed early, but of course it’s not going to happen. It’s already close to 11:30 which means I’ll only be getting about 6 hours of sleep, most likely less since it’s normal for me to wake up several times during the night.
Skyler has been fighting a nasty case of the terrible two’s. He gets so frustrated because communication is still very unclear. He can tell me what he wants, but he gets mad when I don’t give in. He threw a fit this afternoon because he wanted juice. I would have given him some but we are all out until I can run to the store tomorrow. Of course he threw a fit and refused his milk until I explained to him that the juice was all gone and mommy would have to buy some more. Once he calmed down so I could talk to him, he drank his milk. When he was done, he gave me his milky smiled and patted me on the back saying “lo you mommy” and giving me a milky kiss.
Of course, it’s hard to stay mad at him.
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no all done. bayer. swim.
I absolutely love the summer time. I love swimming underwater - love jumping in - love splashing - just having fun and feeling like there are no worries in the world. I don’t want winter to come.
The crappiness feeling is still haunting me. I just can’t explain it. I just want it to go away.
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blah…
new favorite picture. It’s nowhere near perfect. Composition is off, it’s filled with noise, motion blur, slightly out of focus. I think the imperfections is part of the reason I love it.
Nothing is perfect in my life right now. I feel like I’m missing out on so much. I feel like Skyler is missing out on so much. There are so many things that I would change, so many imperfections that I would fix.
I get in a funk every month. This month is no different. Now I just have to figure my way out of this funk.
crunchy bum
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I bought a reusable swim diaper. I feel like such a crunchy mom. lol
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happy bokeh wednesday loves.
chubby fingers
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just a quick update.
I can’t go swimming for a week or so. Swimmer’s Ear in my right ear. It’s throbbing pain and bothering me so much.
Skyler is still obsessed with Shrek. I don’t know how to break him of it.
Work sucks. I’m on the lookout for a much better job. I’ve been submitting tons of resumes.
nothing new. just boring boring boring….
jumping fish
Skyler has realized how much fun it is jumping into the pool. He must have done it about 500 times today. Then did it about 100 more times tonight. I managed to have my camera with me tonight to get a couple shots as he jumped out to grandpa. The first shot is my favorite :)
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swim swim!
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Today was an overall ok day.
Skyler was devastated when we couldn’t go swimming Friday afternoon because it was raining. He was devastated this morning because we couldn’t go outside because it was raining. Somehow, by this afternoon, the weather had cleared up and the sun was out. The water was a fabulous 85 degrees and Skyler was so happy when I told him we could go swimming. :)
He didn’t want to get out of the water, but I think it was the bribery of watching Shrek that changed his mind.
7:30pm came and he didn’t want to go to bed. So he played quietly while I got online. 7:55 he tugged on my hand and told me that it was time for night-night. To my surprise he had picked up all the toys he pulled out of his toy box. He went to sleep after 3 books and no fighting.
I love days that end that wonderfully.
that’s why little boys have daddies….
Skyler’s been really aggressive today. I laughed about it to grandma and she replies back with “That’s why little boys usually have daddies.” I know she didn’t mean for it be said harshly, but that’s how I took it. As a shot to my heart.
judging based on religion
Everyone knows that politics and religion are touchy subjects. Its incredibly personal and usually ends up in debate. Unfortunately, religious debates usually end up in arguments and judgmental remarks.
Today I got personally attacked for my lack of religion. I’ve been “attacked” before for not believing in God. I’ve been attacked for not knowing what I believe in. I’ve blown it off before, today it really bothered me.
Today at work, I was talking to M while covering K’s break. K walked in on a conversation M & I were having. After I walked off, K said to M “You know she’s not a Christian, right? You have to be careful around non-Christians”. M didn’t have to tell me that she said this. M is a Christian but said that she got offended by this remark, which is why she felt I should know what was said. Religious comments are not appropriate at work. K just doesn’t seem to understand that.
It hurts that I’m judged because I don’t go to church. It hurts that I’m judged because I don’t completely believe that there is a God. It hurts that I’m judged because this is the way I was raised. My dad was raised Jewish, my mom was raised Catholic. They decided when they got married that they wouldn’t force a religion onto us. It was our decision. I don’t believe I’ve grown up ignorant about the Bible and what it teaches. I think that being able to choose what I believe and don’t believe has taught me to be a more understanding and well-rounded person. I will listen if a person respectfully talks about their religion. I get offended when a person shoves their religion down my throat and claims “All good people believe in God and read the bible.”
I’m still pissed how I was treated today. I don’t judge people based on their religious beliefs, I’d like to receive the same courtesy.
Oh.. and of course my HR boss has a letter sitting on her desk about the incident today. I’m not going to let K get away with disrespecting me. I’ll gladly fight ;)
savoring the moment
I’ve got a new love when it comes to photography. Taking pictures photojournalism style. I love capturing a moment in time. Capturing pictures that will bring back a rush of wonderful memories.
Sunday, Skyler and I made banana bread. Of course I had to capture it in pictures. (Warning. This is picture heavy ;)
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some pictures I took on Saturday :)
As I blogged about before, Saturday was his last swimming lesson. To celebrate how fabulous he did, we got Burger King for breakfast afterwards. Burger King had amazing light, so naturally I got pictures ;)
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treating him to a burger king breakfast, originally uploaded by Me (?).
He loved his breakfast of french toast sticks, hashbrowns and orange juice. I love how the pictures turned out.
Leo horoscope — Monday, June 9th 2008
Something romantic that happens today will change the course of the rest of your year in a big way….
I receive daily horoscopes via text on my phone. Today’s text has made me question astrology and love in general. I’ve always been a big astrology fanatic. Always reading my horoscope and reading into signs. It all means something. It all ties in with how we live our life and what happens. I can’t figure out what today’s horoscope means and it’s frustrating me.
Today’s text just makes me realize how crappy my social life is. Makes me realize that I haven’t had a real relationship in over 3 years. I’ve talked to guys, hung out with guys… but that’s it. There is never any romantic involvement. I miss it. I miss feeling the carefree-ness of love. I miss the warm hearted feelings knowing that someone really loved me and enjoyed having me around. I just don’t feel that anymore.
I knew my life would change by having a child. I guess I just didn’t realize how hard it would be to have a social life by being a single mom. Guys don’t want a woman with a child. At least not the ones I’m around and I talk to….
My little fish <3
Skyler finished his Infant Swimming Resource lessons this morning. He no longer cries when he’s in the water, instead he swims like a fish and floats on his back like a pro. He’s got the swim to rest down pat. She wants us to work with him on the swim - rest - swim sequence during the summer.
He got in the pool today without fuss. We worked on our lessons for a few minutes and then he saw on the big float while I swam him around. (he calls it a boat. lol). Then we worked for another few minutes on the lessons and then he got out. He did WONDERFULLY. Still not crying, just swimming and resting just as I tell him too. I think we even got some smiles out of him ;)
Overall fantastic day with a few mood dampers thrown in for good measure.
only in my dreams
Have you ever dreamnt about someone, a friend from several years back, only to have it bring back a wave of memories. HE was in my dream early this morning. He from my last job. One of my greatest friends. Someone it hurt so very much to lose the friendship with. He was one of the few people that has ever really gotten me.
I had stopped thinking about him for several months. Now he is back running through my brain.
Someone explain why this happened. It wasn’t just a simple “he was in my dream and there wasn’t any connection”. I saw him, he looked at me and then he went looking for me. His face errupted into a huge smile when he saw me. I felt the hug that we exchanged. We talked like we were old friends, as though no time had passed.
I now wonder if I have ever visited him in his dreams…
how did this happen?
What has happened to my baby?
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First picture was taken 8.25.06
Second picture was taken 7.15.07
Third picture was taken 5.18.08
not a year difference between the pictures. Where has my baby gone.
i think i need to stop thinking so much
have you ever beat your head against a wall because you wanted your brain to stop thinking. I think that’s what I’m going to spend tomorrow doing.
I need to quit thinking.
I need to quit with this crazy feelings.
I need to stop having such an over active imagination.
It only leads to trouble.
blast from the past
My stalking paid off. I am now the proud owner of a Canon T50 with a 50mm 1.8 lens and a 80-200mm lens. An external flash to go along with it. Super sweet.
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Skyler got a haircut on Saturday. We went out to Great Clips, he got two lollipops (only ate one) and he did great. He did seem a little scared, but he didn’t fight or fidget. The hair stylists did a fab job too. She cut his hair so quick and it looks so good on him. To put it simply, she got a BIG tip from me ;)
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and of course the faux hawk to complete his look :)
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