I was reading through my Marie Claire last night and audibly gasped. Scrunchies. Omg. Scrunchies are making a comeback? Oh no. I couldn’t believe it, so I did some research and look! They’re being sold. Forever 21 calls them “hair…
Archives for March 2010
MexMo: It’s raining… mangos.
I’d like for you all to see our mango tree. It is literally dripping with mini mangos. (They’re about the size of peaches now. When they’re finished growing they’ll be the size of an orange. MMmmmm…)
Kinda uncomfortable.
Alternate Title: Don’t buy movies from the VFW
…so we attempted* to watch, ‘Precious‘ Sunday night. Remember when the movie, ‘Crash‘ came out? Remember how it just offended you at every turn and how at times it was just far too much to handle? But then remember how…
Lila Lunes:
Still 9 months…
“Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, EH” What’s that? That’s the sound that Lila makes whenever she wants anything. Does she want to get out of her highchair? Does she want something to eat?…
A-ha! More about little people on TLC.
Is Learning Channel’s ‘Little People’ Franchise 21st Century Exploitation of Dwarfism? – Article here. (Thank you, sister!)
Ferg Friday: Chillin’ like a villain
Here’s Ferg hanging out beside the door in the courtyard. Craig had just left for a walk with Lila and Ferg wasn’t pleased that she wasn’t asked to go. (Ignore the graininess. The ISO on my camera was uber-high.)
Family’s here.
My mother-in-law is here and she brought with her two suitcases full of United Status stuff and a collection of recipes (and ingredients!) for dinners for the next week. Today’s dinner and salad.were.FANTASTIC. YAY! I’ll tell you what’s not a…
Sneek peak: Lila’s first professional photoshoot
A couple of weeks back The Cucpake was asked to pose for her first professional photoshoot on the beach. Um, of course I said yes. (No brainer.) Lila was still on antibiotics for her sinus infection and was such a…
Article.
Caesarean Births are at a High in U.S. – New York Times. Article here. (Just a random article that I fancied reading and thought I’d pass on to ya’ll.)
I got nothing.
I’ll write more later today. I’m sure of it. I just don’t have much to say at this moment. (Oddly.)
I’m stewing.
So you’re in the salon getting your hair cut, then a girl with butt-length, plain-Jane, brown Duggar hair walks in and tells the stylist next to you that she really wants something different – come hell or high water –…
Why is there a gallon of milk sitting out? At work? All day?
Yesterday at work my co-worker had a gallon of milk sitting near her desk. It did not belong to her. I noticed it in the morning. I took a picture of it as I left the the office last night….
![When I was a kid, my Mom would sometimes go to the grocery store at night while my baby sister and I were "supposed" to be sleeping. Baby sister slept, I stood by the window and watched for her headlights to turn back into the driveway, my stomach a gnarled mess while I waited.
The entire time she was gone I would create ill-fated stories in my mind that would ultimately leave her injured, kidnapped, or left for dead... I think these stories got worse after my Dad died. "What if I lose my one parent?"
I would stand there and worry.
And she always came back.
In one piece.
Over time, after therapy when I was younger, I realized that worrying doesn't shape anything... worrying doesn't CHANGE the outcome... but, it's real.
Telling someone not to worry is about as effective as telling someone not to cry when they're in the midst of full-sobbing or it's like asking someone WHERE they lost the thing that they lost.
"I can't find my keys."
"Where did you lose them."
[silence]
"Um, if I knew where I lost them, then..."
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This time that we're living through right now is BIG and heavy and for the love of ALL THINGS HOLY it keeps on going.
I remember watching The Sound of Music when I was a kid and wondering when in the WORLD it would end. We're STUCK in the Sound of Music.
Schools opened, then closed.
Masks on, then off.
Life started, and stopped.
We've missed get-togethers and holidays.
Weddings and births.
We are as disconnected as ever.
Our worrying and concern and fear and anxiety is there... and it's real.
I see you.
I know this time is hard.
I'm not going to tell you to stop feeling the feelings, I just want you to know that I'm feeling them, too. (And therapy is helping.)
Get yourself a therapist.
Talk about all of this.
As I told one of my girls this week, “It’s ok not to be strong all the time.”
With love,
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