Lemons, lemon everywhere

Lemons, everywhere, really sour ones. And I know my mother would tell me to make lemonade, but no. I'm taking my lemons and sulking.

I tried to be ever so excited for Monday, and it started out grand. And then it hit. I went to lunch, had a cup of soup and wrap, played with the pup for a couple minutes and then headed back to work. I sat down at my desk and felt my stomach do about 3.5 somersaults. I tried some water. Nope. I lasted about 2 and half more hours when the contents of my stomach emptied into the porcelain throne. I decided I needed to take it the house.

I blame the shrimp. It did me in. So there I was at home feeling like death. I would say the night got better, but yeah no. It involved some petty arguing between hubs and I ( I mean that's what happens when you are both really tired and have not seen each other in 5 days).

This morning was rough. My tummy still feels well sour and work well its been one of those days. Needless to say I need some sweet tea for all my lemons. Hopefully my first day of bootcamp with the BFF will put me in a better mood.

Guess there's always Wednesday.

TGIM?

Yeah you heard me, I'm glad its Monday... A rather chilly one at that.... as in frost on my windshield, see my breath fall morning!

My weekend was so busy that well I am glad for the monotony of the week. Here's what I was up to this weekend:

Chloe & Max (and Hopi on the side)
 

 

My puppy loves

Friday - Lil happy hour with the co-workers to kick off the weekend. I have some of the coolest people to work with, so it was a great way to begin. Then, ran to the in-laws to pick up the baby girl and head to the other family for dinner. Had dinner with V&D and Aunt K! I love them and it was so nice to have some wine and catch up before they all headed off for vacation. Chloe also enjoyed playing with their pups.

Saturday - Well was rather disppointing. My Frogs lost in their Big 12 debut to Iowa State. Darn those cyclones. But I got to see some good friends! I do not want to hear about or talk about the Casey Pachall incident anymore. For the love kid, get a clue!

Sunday - Pageanting again. The wonderful ED for Miss Ft Worth decided to take on 4 more girls and give them the chance to compete at Miss Texas and Miss Texas' Outstanding Teen this summer, so we crowned 2 Miss and 1 teen yesterday. I emceed my heart out again.


Needless to say I am pooped, cold and ready for hubs to be home. Happy Monday all.





Confessional Friday

It's Friday!!! I could not be more ecstatic for this Friday than perhaps any other Friday. So I confess....

I am relieved, glad, excited (you get the drift) that trial is off. We settled. I just was exhausted, had too many things on my plate and was not quite dealing well with not seeing hubs for over a week.

I did not watch all of the debate. Ok I watched like 10 minutes and fell asleep. I mean I had been up since like 5am and such.

I bit every single one of my nails this week while attempting to prep for trial and now will be heading to the nail salon for some fake ones since I look horrible.

Part of me does not want to go to the TCU game tomorrow because our QB is out (and let's not get me started on how upset the entire city of Fort Worth is at this umm kid. Get it together!)

I'm itching for a blog makeover again, but know that mine is fine. (but I can look right?)

I'm a week out from the big 3-0 and I'm kind of starting to freak out. Not so much about the age thing, but more the what in the world have I done by 30 thing...

I went into Target and came out $80 in the red

I hate my hair. I'm feeling the need for a big change and I have an appointment Thursday.... cut it? dye it? keep it? weigh in!

I am this close to adopting a new dog while hubs is out of town, but pretty sure he would kill me and by confessing this he may read this and call me with a threat... beg for forgiveness?

I plan on going home this evening and going straight to bed!

TGIF y'all!

It's Ok {not to be perfect} Thursday

We interrupt this regulary scheduled link up for an important message: It's ok not to be perfect!

I had lunch with my aunt yesterday and she brought me an article from last week's Newsweek. The article is written by a former Harvard Business school professor, and current president of Barnard University. Debora Soar wrote: Why Women Should Stop Trying to be Perfect.

Powerful. Insightful. Right. As a 29-year old married, professional woman I have felt the pressure to do it all and do it all perfectly on my own. How many times do we stress about being the perfect mom, wife, sister, daughter, career woman? And how often do we stress about doing this all with perfectly coiffed hair, pristine manicure, and dressed to the 9's? But who's to blame? Media, men, ourselves?

I agree that women still struggle to make it in a man's world. We make $.77 to their $1, we head less companies, lead fewer firms, and have yet to become President. We still reach high, but inevitably hit the glass ceiling. Yet, we are worried about taking the mommy-track, ostracized for missing recitals, plays, and the like, other women bully us for not taking enough time off for maternity leave (hello anchor on channel  4 this morning who said Yahoo CEO should take more than 2 week because "she can afford it") I mean, come on! Support one another. Champion women. What happened to good old-fashioned commraderie amonsgt women? The quilting bee, the neighborhood carpool, the coffee klatch?

The point is: we cannot do it all, and its ok. (Think Sarah Jessica Parker in that movie whose name escapes me at the moment). We don't have to choose between career and family, but we do not have to put such pressure on ourselves to do all of it perfectly.

Read the article. Comment. But get the message out there. As women we need to support each other and stop teaching our daughters that you have to be Everything-Barbie.

Crying Over Spilled Milk

Yup, last night around 6:15pm I stood in my kitchen and kind of lost it. Why you ask, the milk. I was pouring milk over my cereal (that was to be my dinner) when it just kind of dribbled over the side of the bowl and exploded onto the counter. I was tired, frustrated and beyond exhausted. So there I stood, crying.

It was a cathartic cry, a total release of pent up emotion coming out of my soul. See, hubs has been travelling a lot. I can count on one hand how many days we have spent together in the last month. Normally I take it in a stride when he has to travel, but this was different. This week not only was he about to depart again, but he was working late two nights before his departure, and I will be leaving for trial before he even gets back. Yup, that means we will go over a week without seeing each other. You would think this would be find for a couple who did the long distance thing while I was in law school, and it is most of the time. This time, I think I just needed him.

Yes, I have my first trial next week. I know I'm not doing it on my own, but its still my first real one. Kinda scary kinda exciting all at once. And did I mention my big 3-0 is in 10 days? I think I just need him. Not so much to tell me I'm not old, or that I can do anything I set my mind to,  but just to be there. Somehow having him in the next room or close enough for a hug makes things okay. (I sound like some sort of 1950's sitcom wife). He is my champion, supporter, and motivational speaker all in one.

So,  back to the milk. While I cleaned up the milk I realized that its ok to need someone. We all need that person in our lives who gets us through anything. It's also ok to have those moments when no one is looking to lose it. It's ok to cry alone over spilled milk.

Silence Isn't Golden

October holds quite a special place in my heart. It's my birthday month, my husband's birthday, Breast Cancer Awareness and perhaps most dear to me Domestic Violence Awareness Month.

Violence is a serious public health problem in the United States. From infants to the elderly, it affects people in all stages of life. In 2009, almost 16,800 people were victims of homicide and nearly 37,000 took their own life.

The number of violent deaths tells only part of the story. Many more survive violence and are left with permanent physical and emotional scars. Violence also erodes communities by reducing productivity, decreasing property values, and disrupting social services.

Domestic violence is about power and control. It's a vicious cycle that must be stopped. Silence is the killer in this epidemic. Some alarming statistics about violence against women in the US:

• 1 in 4 women will become a victim
• there are more animal shelter than women's shelters in the US
• Violence constituted 5% of all violence against males and 22% of all violence against females
• In the US every year, about 18,700 incidents of violence in the workplace are committed by a worker’s current or former intimate partner.

You can make a difference. If you know someone who has been a victim of domestic violence or have experienced it yourself, seek help. There is no good to time to leave, no good time to seek help, but you do have your life now.

A Day to Celebrate

It's October 1st! Today is my wonderful hubby's birthday!! Happy Bday love!!! Today also starts Breat Cancer Awareness Month. Most of you do not know that in 2007 my mother was diagnosed with breast cancer. She underwent surgery on Valentine's Day 2007 and then months of chemo and radiation. I watched the strongest woman I know undergo a terrible disease. Today my mom is happy and healthy!! She is going on 5 years of surviving. Today I dedicate my post to my mom. In 2008 my mother and I were honored to be a part of TCU Frogs for the Cure halftime video. Hope you all enjoy and remember ladies, the key to detection is monthly breast exams.