...Because My Brain, It's Just Random.

I started out with my traditional "It's Okay Friday" post today but perhaps because life has been so overwhelming lately, my brain just won't seem to focus in on one thing, or one format, or one moment, or one anything for that matter.

Did you know that kidney stones cost as much as a baby? Well, okay, babies KEEP costing money but having kidney stones is the same as paying for labor and delivery...in fact, it's more if you manage to have your baby without an epidural. Not that I am saying I will manage that, those women are hard core, just that the cost is comparable for the hospital experience of delivering a little piss meteor as it is for delivering a little bundle of joy.  I should have owned a hospital instead of dreaming of writing a novella.

I'm dying to go back to The Cayman's.  Not just because the dolphins were there but because it was just my favorite place of the whole entire trip. It was so beautiful there and everyone was so nice. I need to still blog about the Cayman's and Cozumel and the cruise in general, I will get to it, I swear.  I could live in the Cayman's, if I were rich that is. See above statement about owning a hospital.

I am sick of perpetually dieting. Sick to death of it.  However, I am about 8 weeks from my goal weight and I will get there, and then I will celebrate, with new clothes though or something and not with food.

I don't say it enough, but I am very grateful for my husband.  He tells me all the time he hit the jack pot, but I am the one who got lucky.

When I was 18, turning 30 seemed like a million light years away. It seemed OLD and I thought for sure by 30 I would have a husband, a mini van and 2.5 children.  With my 27th birthday looming in a matter of 15 days, 30 doesn't seem so ancient. In fact, 30 seems like the new 20. I will have the married part down but I certainly won't own a minivan or have 2.5 children, maybe not even .5 of a child. While some days this gives me anxiety and heart burn to really think about (I mean at 30 my Mom was DONE having children!) I also have other days where I am completely at peace with where my life is going.  I have learned immense amounts of kindness, forgiveness and grace in the journey that got me here regardless of how painful it was at times, and I think that will make me a better parent when my times comes...even if means I'm an old parent.

I would toss all the above out the window if I won the lottery and have a baby right away because money wouldn't be an issue (I'm joking...sort of).

I have days where going to work requires a physical effort of forcing myself out of bed and dragging my body to that office, but I try to remember there are people who are trying so hard to get a job and can't.  I try to go to work a little more enthusiastically when I remember that.

I wish I could accessorize better than I do.  It's amazing those girls that can add an accessory and it looks like they have 5 different outfits from one small change. I also wish I could look at colors of clothes and add them together in ways a normal person wouldn't think of to make a fabulous outfit.  Who are we kidding though? I don't even wear mascara.

I love Tim Tebow.  I'm not ashamed of it. I would pinch his cheeks. (Good Lord I am getting old!)

I get sad when I think about Peyton going somewhere else.  I am less of a lover of teams in football and more of a lover of the players so it isn't that I am devastated about the team, just the prospect of what he has done for them not gaining any loyalty from them.  I love me some Peyton.

I miss my family and often times long for the days when we weren't so scattered all across the nation.  Did you know my little brother travels for work pretty much every single day? To places like Philadelphia back to North Dakota up to who-knows-where and then back down to Timbuktu...it makes visits very difficult.

I need more sleep in my life.  If you saw me and told me something mean, I would burst into tears right now. Lack of sleep.  My friends say that means I am going to cry all the time when I'm pregnant, but don't worry, see above mentioned post about the timeline of that happening. We've got awhile.

I strongly dislike medieval literature.

I sincerely love modern literature.

My house is messy. I have been so busy I have not had the time to do anything about it, and that isn't an excuse, that is just the danged truth. I hate a messy house, it gives me more anxiety.

See? I told you my brain couldn't focus on one thing, or one format, or one moment or one anything....