Friday, October 26, 2012

Reconciling the Anna. AKA-truth.

MOTHER OF GOD WHAT ARE THEY DOING UPSTAIRS. SERIOUSLY.

My apologies. But I'm glad I got that out of my system.
And why am I blogging on the floor?
**Sits up on the couch like a normal person**
And why am I hungry?
I had a cheeseburger earlier.

And I'm grumpy for no apparent reason.
Probably the upstairs people who insist on moving furniture every night at 9PM.
They know I have a kid. They've seen me with him.

Is this a blog or a venting forum? Or both? Is that what a blog is?

Anyway. I didn't open up my blogger to complain. Really.
I did have a topic in mind, suggested by my awesome cousin.
Actually, he's been trying to help me out of my blog rut.
When I first started reading his blog a few weeks ago, I felt deeply inspired to blog more, but I've recently hit a brick wall. And that's exactly how I felt after discovering my favorite blog...inspired, motivated...you get it. I felt the good things you feel before starting a blog that make you think you can pull it off until you get the dreaded blog block. Which...is hard to type. for sure. Blog Block. MMM.
Maybe it's a weird type of perfectionism? I seem to start writing and then stop because I find myself editing more than I should. I read other blogs that have regular posts and never seem to hit blocks, but maybe they're just...more honest than I am. There's always that voice in the back of my mind that says it's because they're better though.
I'm not looking for validation.
My goal nowadays is to simply have a project.
My goal is to figure out what makes the Anna tick...how I got where I am today, without the obvious answers. Life happened to me, but which parts made such a difference?

So this is what led me to decide to comply when my dear cousin suggested I join him in NaNoWriMo.
Sure, Mark. I don't have any clue what to write ONE BLOG ENTRY so you suggest I write a NOVEL.
The broader topic is comforting though, and I like the planning that goes in to it.
I enjoy plans.
And even if I fail...I'll have my project.
And it's much cheaper than decorating my apartment.

Thursday, October 18, 2012

Write, right?

I have been busy.

Last weekend was wedding #1, which went very smoothly.
My handsome child man was in attendance, though he spent most of his time walking around with his Papaw.
Mommy had work to do.
I actually had fun helping, also. I am actually a bit shy, but I enjoyed talking to people.
Most people that know me well smirk when I tell them I'm shy, and insist that I am not.
I am.
Promise you I am.

Wedding #1 being over and done with means Wedding #2 is this weekend.
Sigh.
I got my bridesmaid dress back from the alteration shop.
It's still too big.
I'm going to have to purchase a very padded bra to make it work.
Doesn't matter if you needed to know that at all, what matters is, for the wedding pictures I am going to have this chest larger than what's real, and it will be good for laughs.
Or eye-rolling.
Whatever attitude you choose to have about it.

I'm taking tomorrow off work to fully prepare and not stress out about the little details I need to take care of before I leave town.
Like nails.
And packing.

Also, you know what I've noticed?
Brides are like one day celebs.
They really are.
I would not be able to stand that kind of attention.
I hope my future person is ready for either a SMALL wedding with pizza and beer, or a nice little trip to the JP.

Oh...oh.
I made something for the couple this weekend.
It's really sweet.
I will wait to post pictures though, in case the bride randomly decides to hunt down my blog and sees it before I'm ready for her to.
:)

So that's it.
That has been my week...worrying about wedding stuff and how to pay for all of it and bills also.
Maybe I'll have something more interesting to say later on. :)

Monday, October 15, 2012

Here goes nothing...

I decided I need a hobby.
Really, I just need a change.
But mostly...a hobby.

So...I started a food blog.

Because...I've been told that when I write recipes, they are "very Anna".

oneandahalfservings.blogspot.com

Have fun.
Love it.
Hate it.
Read it.

That is all for now.

Thursday, October 11, 2012

The magic of 11:11.

Does everyone wish on 11:11?
I do.
Every time I see it, that is.
I don't always catch it...I'm a single mom and shit.
Maybe you believe in the 12:34 wish instead?
To each their own.
I'm not here to judge what you wish on, or for for that matter.
That's yo' bidness.

I think 11:11 is magic in several ways. I've been thinking a lot about this a lot recently.
I don't know why you wish on 11:11. I don't know if it means your wish will come true, or what.
What I do know is...11:11 only lasts a minute.
You have to decide, if you don't already know, what your wish is.

I always wait until right at 11:11 to figure out what I will wish for.
Most of the time, my wish surprises me.
A wish will come from somewhere in my crazy brain, and I'll think...
Really? I didn't know I even wanted that...
It's almost like the game with the questions...that one that helps you decide something by making you think quickly, to help you figure out what you really want.

Last night, as I was getting cozy up in my bed (did you read that gangster? It was meant to be gangsta.), I looked at the clock, and noticed the time, 11:11.
I thought to myself...Oh! I wish-...but came up with nothing.
I wished for nothing.
Even with the pressures of 11:11 only being a minute long, I could not come up with anything to wish for.

Does that make me happy? 
Is that what this feels like?
Or have I just matured enough to realize that I have everything I need. And although I want certain things, I'm perfectly satisfied not having them.

And that's a nice feeling.

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Smoke Break Blog.

Just to clarify: I don't smoke. But I do take smoke breaks. Mental breaks? Not really a coffee break, as I drink coffee all morning. So...

I'm wearing a hoodie on my legs.

Yesterday I came into work to the sounds of shopvacs. The water heater exploded over the weekend, which lead to the flood of 2012.
It was humid.
And smelly.
And now, there are about 27 fans going, in an effort to dry the place up.
Not to mention the door propped open.
Sigh.
I thought about posting a picture of my hoodie legs, but then you'd have to see my messy office floor and...no one wants that.
Unless you do?

I'm gearing up for my busy, busy next couple of weeks.
This weekend is wedding #1, where I will be in the house party.
Since house party has several definitions, I'll just tell you that in this case it means I'm handing out "Wedding Snap" cards (google it), helping with drinks, and cutting cake.
I mean. Not THE cutting of the cake, but...you get it.
I don't know what I'm going to wear.
I do know what Aiden will wear though. I will have the most handsome date there. :D

My Phillip Phillips Pandora station keeps playing classical music. While soothing, it's...not exactly what I wanted. Ah, on to the next...
She & Him radio will do quite nicely.

I've added slippers to my hooded legs, for whoever is keeping score.

You may be wondering to yourself if I will do this all winter long.
The answer is, "Quite possibly, but who really knows?"
The REAL question is, "Will she still be able to visit the loo?"
Unless of course, you don't know what a loo is.
Google it?
I thought everyone knew what a loo was?
Whatever. Not my problem.
Point is, I've got it covered. Don't worry.







Sunday, October 7, 2012

UPDATED//See Anna write.

RANDOM SHMANDOM BO BANDOM.

I'm glad that I got that out of my system.

In the past week, the following has happened:
-I went to a TX Rangers baseball game that got rained out, and I stood in the rain drinking beer with my brother and Kelli...watching it rain. It's not as depressing as it sounds. Promise. Plus, the game was the next day, and it was AWE.SOME.
-The game was on a Sunday night, so I had to stay with my brother in Azle, TX. I woke up early Monday morning to come back to WF and go to work like a responsible adult. My car died on the side of the road. Seven hours and one brand spankin' new alternator later, I finally was on my way home. I did wind up getting the day off though. So it wasn't a total loss. Although, I now owe my older brother a ton. On top of the ton I already owed him, for coming to my rescue 398734 other times before. He's a good brother.
-Aiden got his first stomach virus. All over both of my couches, 8 of my tshirts, my carpet, my bathtub, my bathroom floor, his bed, and also mine. He and I both spent the next day recovering. I cleaned. He got over it. All was good.
-I caught Aiden's stomach thingy. I think. I was sick Friday. That's what had happened. I got thirteen hours of sleep out of the deal though. that was magical.

See? All ended well.

It was cold this weekend. And if you say it wasn't cold, then you don't know me well at ALL. I wore jeans and closed toed shoes. And my hoodie. IT WAS COLD.
And that's all I have to say about that.

A pigeon died today.
In front of my car.
At my apartment.
I don't know if he committed suicide, or if he was pushed.
The jury is still out.
If you have any information that will lead to a pigeon arrest, please call my anonymous tip line.
It will be hard, because I don't have an anonymous tip line.
Good luck with that.



UPDATE: 

You may or may not notice the change in my blog.
I am no longer "Putting my big girl panties on and moving on with my life."
I am now a single momma in my own little world.
Which....is really more accurate.
I'm no longer struggling to get my big girl panties on.
They're on.
This part of my life is...keeping them on.
Okay?
Okay.
I'm glad we had this talk.