Oy With the Poodles Already!

As any true Gilmore Girl fanatic, this phrase I picked up from the show had to be used. I am having that kind of day.

As I wrote on my Facebook wall yesterday, I want to soar like a bird and not splatter like roadkill. I am getting to the point where I can send my baby out in the world in the hopes of getting it published. Freakin' Yikes!

I am clammy handed, butterflies in the stomach, having a heart attack kind of scared. There is no other way to put it.

As I see it I have three choices:
1. Not send it out and forever wonder what if.
2. Send it out, get hit by rejection after rejection.
3. Have a coronary from thinking about it, die, and then let my family get it published.
I'm not liking the third option very much, but hey, it needed to be put on the table.

What to do? How do I do it? How do I start? Where do I go?

Oy with the poodles already!!!!

Venting and Crud

Okay folks, I'm in venting mode. Unfortunately, I did not come equipped with a shut up button, so "Fasten your seat belts. It's going to be a bumpy night."

I love my life. I love being a wife, lover, my husband's soft place to fall, mother, author, friend, daughter, and all of the other things that I am. I love all of it! I really do.

Now here is where things get a little tricky. This is what I don't like. I don't like one way friendships. If all you want from me is to suck the life out of me, please leave me alone. I understand that at different times friendships need more of a give and take in them. I get it. I am talking about the ones where I do all the giving and they do all the taking.

I am also not fond of people questioning my parenting skills; especially by people that have no children! I am a good mother. Our son has some ongoing health issues. Which would be why he has seen a neurologist since he was 12. These issues are a major reason why we home school. In a perfect world our son would not get sun sickness, migraines, (it has actually been a few days since he has had one!) and other health concerns. Then he would be able to go to Scout Camp and High Adventure! We do not keep him from these things because we want to be mean. He has health issues! Get that through your brain!!!!

I am so sorry that my health issues keep me from being at your beck and call. I am sorry that I can't be at every function that is thrown. Again-there are reasons why! I am not stuck up, I am not rude (except maybe right now) nor am I heartless. I have feelings too. When you treat me like I am invisible, yes, it does hurt. When I am overlooked and treated like I don't belong (WOW! BIG SHOCKER COMING UP!) it does hurt. So, please remember that I have feelings too and a heart that can hurt.

My last rant-My husband is an incredible hubby and dad! He loves and cares for us. He does everything he can to make our lives happy. He is my heart, and if you mess with him, be fully prepared to take me on as well!

The Story of Us

I was thinking about a friend of mine that was concerned about the age difference between him and the love of his life. That got me thinking about myself and my hubby.

A friend of ours, Mike, had set us up when I was 14 and Adam was 17. We did not hit it off at all. He thought I was a snot and I had no clue what I was doing. Needless to say, it didn't work. I will say in my defense, I wasn't a snot. I was a 14 year old girl.

We met up again when I was 16 and we fell in love in no time at all. I knew that I was going to marry him. I loved him from that point on. We were inseparable.

We went through a periods of time when we split and then got back together. Then, when I was 20 we were married. I know there were many people that thought we wouldn't make it. I am sure there are still people that think we won't, but after 14 years of marriage we are still going strong.

He is the man of my dreams, has given me the most amazing son, he picks me up when I am down, floats like a balloon with me when I am happy, and is there for me in every in-between moment. When you find the person you love never let go.

My Christmases as a Kid

I was looking through pics from my kidhood to put up on my Facebook wall, and I came across one where I had gotten a Barbie. Now, I am and will forever be a weird person. I will freely admit that I am not, nor have I ever been quirky. I am weird, and I accept it. When you are weird people aren't surprised when you do crazy things. This works to my advantage.

Now getting back to the whole Barbie thing. When I was little I used to love to chew on their feet. For some reason the feet were really flexible around the ankles, and I loved to chew on them. Strange, isn't it?

Another strange thing that I liked was to take a spoonful of my hot chocolate, and stick a piece of popcorn in it. Before you gag at the thought, think about it. Not only did you get the fun of watching it shrivel up from the cocoa, but you had a yummy chocolate piece of popcorn.

Now, for a piece of adult weirdness. I still sleep with a teddy bear. His name is Pudge. Adam gave him to me for Christmas when we were dating. I was 16, and this bear was and still is so adorable. He's big, fluffy, and cuddly. I have Adam on one side of me and Pudge on the other. Adam is fine with this. Okay, he is mildly jealous, but he IS the one that gave Pudge to me. I love my guy. He is an awesome hubby.

See? I am weird. Now I am going to go get some hot chocolate without popcorn.

Anniverary

This day, 14 years ago, my beautiful husband and I were married. I was 20 and a nervous wreck. He was 23 and, as always, calm as anything. These past 14 years have been wonderful, and I can't wait for the next.

We have had good times and bad, but loved each other through them all. He is my rock when I need him to be, and my soft place to fall. This man is amazing.

I hope everyone is as blessed as we are. Having that perfect person that seems tailor made for you, and you for them, is amazing. I love you my sweet husband.

Gilmore Girls

I know! I know! Get over it all ready. The show is gone, but alas! It will live on forever because I have it on DVD! I can get my "Oy with the poodles already!" fix whenever I want it! I can yell at Rory for dumping Dean, and call her an idiot for dating Jess whenever the urge strikes me! I can laugh at Luke yelling at Taylor all I want. I can love the fact that Lane dyed her hair just to dye it back to the same color so her mom wouldn't freak.

Who wouldn't want to live in a town like Stars Hollow? It is picture perfect! Who wouldn't want to live in a place where you can have a neighbor like Rory? Except for the whole college slutty phase when she broke up Dean and his wife. I can look out my kitchen window and see stuff like that everyday.

Well, I say bless the geek that invented DVDs and the corporate money lovers that put shows out for suckers like me to buy!

Starving Artist

Okay, so maybe starving is a little off the mark; okay completely off. It does have a great sound to it though. Sacrificing for your art, not letting anyone dictate the normalcy's of life. Those are the things we tell ourselves while we jump headlong into the wind and hope we make the mark.

I have decided and will keep hoping to have complete control over the piece of my soul that makes up my novel. I want control for good reasons, and not just because I am a complete control freak. Boy, I am using that word a lot. So, maybe it is because I am a control freak. The way I see it, I am telling the story of these characters that I love. I have thought about, worried about, and made up the little tiny world that they live in. I love these "people" and I want to make sure everything is up to snuff for them.

Complete Randomness

I am back in the blogging world. Oh, I have blogged before! It's interesting and so amazing how we can put our thoughts out for the world to read. As I sit in my small living room with my family, listening to Evanescence, and eating chocolate, you are somewhere else in the world reading my thoughts. Pretty cool, huh?
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I am a die-hard metal girl, although, like everyone else, I do have my guilty pleasures like Taylor Swift. I am hanging my head in shame...well at least it isn't Barry Manilow!
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Writing is my passion. I am currently working on my first novel. Writing is a form of therapy for the writer. At least it is for me. I have noticed that it is almost as if I am standing there and saying, "Okay, here is my soul. Am I good enough for you?" Hopefully the answer will be, "Yes. You are awesome!" but you never know, right?
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I love old movies! How can anyone not love Bette Davis? She completely rocked the film industry! Audrey Hepburn? Katherine Hepburn? Hello? Such awesomeness should not be allowed!
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Anywho...that is just a quick snapshot of me. There will be much venting, randomness, and chocolate on this blog. Enjoy, share, and vent with me!