Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Music to Womb Ears

(For the record, I'm sitting in bed trying to type with my mac on my lap that is almost non existent at this point which makes things very difficult. Fun times!)

When I was pregnant with my first baby, the insatiable Lyla, I was obsessed with one of my favorite bands, Weezer. I listened to every Weezer album at the highest volumes for 9 months. In the car, I thought I was going to make myself deaf and my child deaf.

I was not worried how the tunes of Weezer would mold my child's life but I was grateful that when she came out, she loved Weezer and all my indie folk music. She's become a big time music snob over the years and prefers the Black Keys and the Head and the Heart over Justin Bieber and Katie Perry (both of which she has no patience for - that's my girl!). We have a good time jamming to our favorite tunes and arguing over what the songs are saying as well as which song is better than another.

As a 2nd time pregnant mom, I can't for the life of me understand why this time around I find myself addicted to.. wait for it... 90s hip hop. (Did you stop laughing yet?) My car is jamming to House of Pain, Naughty by Nature, T-pac, and old school Will Smith. When Lyla is in the car she rolls her eyes and complains. I've taught her well... When she's not in the car, my mommy mobile is pumping like nobody's business; base hopping, dancing as much as my belly lets me, and bursting at the seams with all the lyrics I remember from Coolio to Warren G and Nate Dogg to Wyclef (we be stayin' alive...!). I can't understand what is wrong with me and I have no idea what this is going to do to the boy growing in my belly.

I can picture it now. He's going to probably come out with a thug life look on his face, only allow his clothes to be baggy, and cry over all me and Lyla's indie rock. He will jam bass in his room shaking things off the walls, and insist on seeing the lastest rap concert for his 10th birthday.

In other words, what have I done. Hopefully my addiction ends soon, I don't cause too much damage, and we can convert him upon birth.

Tuesday, September 09, 2014

Sports Girl!

Fall has begun and my little nugget started off her first season of soccer and her third year of gymnastics. Where has the time gone! My little athlete is a natural, just like her mom of course. I'm not sure which sport will be her thing but I'm so looking forward to finding out with her!



Wednesday, August 27, 2014

My Little Girl

All grown up and a big girl now. I'm pretty sure I'm going to be a basket case next year...




Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Make it stop - People Suck.

I don't give a shit about the Emmy's or any other award show out there. Who. Cares. Post some real news, people.

Why is the world so full or racism? Who cares what the skin color is of a man who is shot or who shoots? It's still a dead person. It's still a killer. It's still a shame. As far as I'm concerned, no matter your color, if you are talking about someone's color you're a racist.

Every single person talking about these horrible things happening to a "black man" is a racist. Every person saying that "white cop" is a racist. Why can't people GET OVER the color of skin?! We are all the same. We are people. We have blond hair, black hair, red hair. But that doesn't make us different. We have dark skin, light skin, but we are the same. Maybe if everyone started thinking about that, you'll stop pointing fingers and being racists and focus on more important things.

Why do people think they have the right to get into my business? You have no right to scream at my at a stop light to put my phone down and accuse me of texting and driving in a blatantly rude way. I NEVER text and drive. It is dangerous and stupid. Find someone else to harass and grow the fuck up.

Why can't life just be simple? Why can't we all just get along? Why do humans suck so bad sometimes?

My mom told me today she has $50 in cash and is going to buy a family at her school some snacks for school lunches. They don't have a lot and instead of giving to charity, she gives where she can help directly. My mom is an amazing and generous person.

Maybe if we all had 5% of my mother's kindness the world would be a better place.

Sorry for the ranting. Just sick of sucky people.


Monday, August 18, 2014

My Little Sister Got Married!

I cannot believe over this past weekend, my little sister got married. Talk about feeling old!

I was lucky enough to the Maid of Honor and thought I'd share some photos and my speech.

the happy couple: Jodie & Jimmy
My speech:

Before I start officially, I wanted to let you all know that for the past 10 months or so, Jodie has been planning this wedding. And everything you see here has been her vision and dream. She also did all of this, for the most part, on her own. So a huge round of applause for my sister for pulling off this gorgeous affair. I must say she learned from the best.

Now I have been planning this speech for a very long time - even though I just wrote it last night! I had these ideas of grandeur with dances, videos, poems, and walks down memory lane. But at the end of the day, I embarrassed Jodie enough at her shower and I also didn’t want to take away from the bride and groom with my awesomeness. Instead, those of you that know me, I will blow your mind with the route I decided to go with.

Growing up 7 years older than my little sister, I sometimes acted more like her mother than her sister. Okay that’s not true, I did it a lot. So rather than mess with tradition, I’m going to give Jodie and Jimmy some advice.

Now listen here, you two...There are two important things about marriage that I want to share with you.

#1

Getting married is not just about spending the rest of your life with someone you love, having babies, paying bills, and arguing over what to have for dinner. Marriage is so much more than that. Someone once told me, and it’s really been stuck with me for a while, that being with someone for life is more about sharing your life experiences with them. It’s about having a partner or copilot to go through all the ups and downs. About having someone at the end of your day to talk to and laugh with and of course argue with. It’s like going on a never ending roller coaster ride with a seatmate. You’re not alone and you have each other to witness your lives.

Never forget this because what’s the point of going through life without having someone to share it with. Now you have each other and I can’t stress enough that you need to talk and share and argue, all with passion.

I love this quote: We need a witness to our lives. There’s a billion people on the planet….. I mean, what does any one life mean? But in a marriage, you’re promising to care about everything. The good things, the bad things, the terrible things, the mundane things….. all of it, all the time, every day. You’re saying ‘Your life will not go unnoticed because I will notice it. Your life will not go unwitnessed because I will be your witness.

Never forget that.

#2

My second tip for the two of you is also a very important one. You just agreed to love one another no matter what for the rest of your lives. But more importantly, you have to agree to love one another as you are. You both are two unique individuals with some similarities and many differences. In some respects, you are who you are. Don’t change. You each have to accept each other for who you are and you can’t expect the other to change. So if Jodie is moody or Jimmy drops clothes all over the floor, get used to it. We are who we are and we shouldn’t change. Accept it now and you’ll be much happier. The minute one of you tries to change a big part of the other, your marriage will suffer. So love each other for who you are today and grow together and more in love over time.

To quote a movie: In my opinion the best thing you can you do is find a person who loves you for exactly what you are. Good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome, what have you, the right person will still think the sun shines out of your ass. That’s the kind of person that’s worth sticking with.

You can’t sugar coat marriage though. Every wishes you congratulations and such but no one really tells you the truth; that sometimes marriage is hard. Marriage is hard - trust me. But it’s also one of the most satisfying things you’ll do in your life. I know the two of you are so in love and I’m looking forward to watching you grow old together.

I hope my tiny bit of wisdom helps you both.

Jodie, I’m so proud of the woman you’ve become. I’m lucky to have gone through my life with a sister. And now that we’ll both be old married ladies I can’t wait to bond even more.

Jimmy, all I’m saying is back when I was in 5th grade, Mickey brought out the baseball bat. Many a guys have been tortured by the thought of it. And he’s not afraid to use it.

Finally, Jodie, just because you’re married to Jimmy now, you’re not all of a sudden Polish like you thought you would be.

I love you both! Salute!

Some more photos:
Preggars (me), Lyla and Jodie


Lyla was the "wedding girl"!

Lyla and Gramma



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