throwback thursday... ♥

i have been writing this blog for a long time.

i like to go back and reread
different years for the month
we are currently in…
it’s a bittersweet exercise.
the kids were little when i
started this
and i thought my
happy marriage would last
forever and i never
thought i would get wrinkles
or a saggy neck…haha.

but life happens.

some of the posts make me
a little sad but mostly,
they make me happy…..
(and make me question my
sanity every now and then as well).

like when I made librarian shout YES
in a library…

this image without an image of my
boy at 10 made my heart warm…

and it’s my mom’s birthday on Saturday,
so this seems right…and I miss him. ♥

(captain’s log::day nine of temporary restrictions complete)

#tbt - what's the word

a little bit of a different #tbt today.

it's january
which gets me thinking about
resolutions
and fresh starts
and goals and lists and
all that stuff just makes my heart race
with geeky excitement
even though
i am cynic enough
to realize
that every year
i make a lot of the
exact
same
resolutions
and don't normally stick to them...
but the optimist in me is still
cheering
and waving her pretend pompoms...yelling
this year will be different,
this year you can DO IT!
:)

and every year, i choose a word
to be the backdrop for my year...
last year, it was happy
but, in all honesty,
last year
was not my happiest year.

2015 was risk...
and it's funny as i read what i wrote
in 2015...
it feels very similar to what i thought about today
as i chose my word for 2017...
only...maybe less negative sounding...
i haven't fully decided yet if it is the right word for 2017
(hey...a year is a long time to be stuck
with a word that sucks!)
but i feel pretty close.

what about you?
do you choose a word?  a theme? 
make resolutions?  break resolutions?
i'd totally love to know that there are
others out there like me...
:)
 

#tbt (remember...you were forewarned)

i told you.
i told you all
already
that my little girl
is getting ready to leave
the nest
and
i
am going to be
nothing
if not a blubbering
messy
anxiety-ridden
meltdown of a mess.

so don't look at me now
like you didn't think i would
start already...
like you thought maybe i would
hold it together
at least until
the end of august...

cause the deposit was just paid on the apartment.

and that means
she's really going.

and that...
that is all it takes, my friends.
feel free to avert your eyes
until at least november...
mid november at best.
maybe christmas.
i'll be fine by christmas.

tbt...the early birthday edition

tomorrow this little onionhead turns 21.

and in september,
she is moving away from home
for the first time.

so you should forgive me now
for the over emotional blubbering mess of a mother
i may become in the very near future.

she's only going to moncton.
i know that.
my head knows that...
my brain knows that....
but my heart....

oh my heart has been in denial
that this day would ever come...

i know she will be fine.
she's sassy and smart,
funny and sweet...
and i'm happy and excited for her,
i am...
but there's still that little
twinge-y squeaky broken side of my heart
that whispers
not yet....don't go...
not yet.

happy birthday baby-girl...
you stole our hearts right from the get-go.
 

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#tbt ♥

they tell me that tomorrow
it will be 26 years since you have been gone.

i tell them
that cannot be.

i look at this photo
and it's like yesterday.

i want to build a time machine
in my back yard
out of cardboard boxes and styrofoam,
rubber bands and sheets of bubble wrap.
I'll fuel it with turpentine & vodka, paint it bright red and purple
and blast back to yesterday
with the dual cassette ghettoblaster singing
she sells sanctuary & you give love a bad name...
♥♥ ♥♥ ♥♥ ♥♥