"dotes are like apologies and dog food" -sophie
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5.24.2012
Alone
"when you're feeling alone just hold my hand and we'll walk down the beach together.
You are mine and I am yours, forever, right?" -dad
You are mine and I am yours, forever, right?" -dad
5.14.2012
The truth will set you free...
Bustedddd. All this time we've been together I have been holding Asher hostage here in Kinston (aka, Hell.) I'm not really the down-to-earth, general anxiety ridden, small town girl who supports him and believes in him 200%...I'm actually this extremely manipulative brainwashing horrible person who has ripped him away from the life he was supposed to lead and have emasculated him to the point of him becoming merely the shell of a man he formally was...who follows my every order, cannot form a complete thought on his own and doesnt have a plan for his or his family's future. Someone please help him. Together we amount to nothing and everyone should feel sorry for us for we are religiousless heathens and if we continue on our current path of unriteousness we are surely doomed.
4.17.2012
New phone
This is just a test - I repeat, this is only a test. Blogging on the go...sweet. Also a newbie to Instagram - watch out.
4.16.2012
Read-A-Roo, we love you...
This post title has a couple of meanings.
1. I don’t know about y’all but we (Sophie and I) lurrrrrve "Read-a-Roo’s Block Party" that has been airing over the weekends on PBS Kids……………3 hours of “Peep and the Big Wide World.” It’s just too cute, and age-appropriate. I really have to be careful what Sophie watches – she hears something once, she makes it her business to use that crap in a sentence. Regardless. We don’t watch anything on TV that doesn’t have a G/PG rating unless that child is asleep. Have to. Also, we don’t watch ALL 3 hours of it, sheesh, give us some credit. It’s on while we’re playing.
2. This is the best part of this post, btw. “READ.” <--see that?! That’s what Sophie can do! I was straightening up the house this weekend and she said she had to go to the potty. It was about time for her to do her business (you know…) so, I left her in there with a couple of books and told her to call me when she was done. I was in the next room over when I heard her in there talking to herself. I went and stood outside the door and realized…she’s freaking READING. Not just pretend. But really actually matter-of-factually READING A FREAKIN BOOK. Mind you she would make up/guess at larger words but she read, I’d say, about 80% of the book on her own. We’re not talking “See Dick Run” either…it was a “Winnie the Pooh” book with PARAGRAPHS. #humblebrag
Later when we were on the couch just relaxing, I got a few more books out and we sat there and read together. She would sound out words and I’d help her with the longer, more difficult ones. But, for a 3-year-old to be able to recognize as many words as she does. I think it’s fantastic. My only hope is that we can keep that kid interested in school…I fear boredom may set in…
1. I don’t know about y’all but we (Sophie and I) lurrrrrve "Read-a-Roo’s Block Party" that has been airing over the weekends on PBS Kids……………3 hours of “Peep and the Big Wide World.” It’s just too cute, and age-appropriate. I really have to be careful what Sophie watches – she hears something once, she makes it her business to use that crap in a sentence. Regardless. We don’t watch anything on TV that doesn’t have a G/PG rating unless that child is asleep. Have to. Also, we don’t watch ALL 3 hours of it, sheesh, give us some credit. It’s on while we’re playing.
2. This is the best part of this post, btw. “READ.” <--see that?! That’s what Sophie can do! I was straightening up the house this weekend and she said she had to go to the potty. It was about time for her to do her business (you know…) so, I left her in there with a couple of books and told her to call me when she was done. I was in the next room over when I heard her in there talking to herself. I went and stood outside the door and realized…she’s freaking READING. Not just pretend. But really actually matter-of-factually READING A FREAKIN BOOK. Mind you she would make up/guess at larger words but she read, I’d say, about 80% of the book on her own. We’re not talking “See Dick Run” either…it was a “Winnie the Pooh” book with PARAGRAPHS. #humblebrag
Later when we were on the couch just relaxing, I got a few more books out and we sat there and read together. She would sound out words and I’d help her with the longer, more difficult ones. But, for a 3-year-old to be able to recognize as many words as she does. I think it’s fantastic. My only hope is that we can keep that kid interested in school…I fear boredom may set in…
4.13.2012
let's be real, people.
What is so wrong with discussing an issue head-on?
Why not talk about things instead of sweeping them under the rug or shrugging things off, having an out of sight- out of mind mentality…ignore it and it will go away or bold-face lie to someone and expect them to just believe it?
Seriously…there’s a lot of this going on.
So much so that it gets to me sometimes. Why not just be real – not only with others but with yourself? It’s so much easier to live life that way. A real life. Not some fake bullshit life, where you can’t remember half the shit you tell people because 98% of the shit that comes out of your mouth is, well just that…shit. Wake up, grow up….there are still some REAL people out there. People like me, my husband, and my family, who don’t appreciate having to pretend like we don’t see, hear, or know crap that needs to be rectified. I’m going to start calling people out on their bullshit. And for that matter, I don't want my kid around anyone who speaks anything but the truth.
WHO ARE YOU TRYING TO FOOL?
WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO ACCOMPLISH?
Why not talk about things instead of sweeping them under the rug or shrugging things off, having an out of sight- out of mind mentality…ignore it and it will go away or bold-face lie to someone and expect them to just believe it?
Seriously…there’s a lot of this going on.
So much so that it gets to me sometimes. Why not just be real – not only with others but with yourself? It’s so much easier to live life that way. A real life. Not some fake bullshit life, where you can’t remember half the shit you tell people because 98% of the shit that comes out of your mouth is, well just that…shit. Wake up, grow up….there are still some REAL people out there. People like me, my husband, and my family, who don’t appreciate having to pretend like we don’t see, hear, or know crap that needs to be rectified. I’m going to start calling people out on their bullshit. And for that matter, I don't want my kid around anyone who speaks anything but the truth.
WHO ARE YOU TRYING TO FOOL?
WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO ACCOMPLISH?
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