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" A cancer woman uses her intuition more often than logic. She never does anythgin impulsively." Zodiac Chic

I'm a cancer. Loud and Proud. I've got intense emotions on absolutely everything, I cry at the drop of a hat, I laugh at stupid things, I get frustrated far too easily.

Relevant.

"You were born a daughter.
You looked up to your mother.
You looked up to your father.
You looked up at everyone.
You wanted to be a princess.
You thought you were a princess.
You wanted to own a horse.
You wanted to be a horse.
You wanted your brother to be a horse.
You wanted to wear pink.
You never wanted to wear pink.
You wanted to be a Veterinarian.
You wanted to be President.
You wanted to be the President’s Veterinarian.
You were picked last for the team.
You were the best one on the team.
You refused to be on the team.
You wanted to be good in algebra.
You hid during algebra.
You wanted the boys to notice you.
You were afraid the boys would notice you.
You started to get acne.
You started to get breasts.
You started to get acne that was bigger than your breasts.
You wouldn’t wear a bra.
You couldn’t wait to wear a bra.
You couldn’t fit into a bra.
You didn’t like the way you looked.
You didn’t like the way your parents looked.
You didn’t want to grow up.
You had your first best friend.
You had your first date.
You had your second best friend.
You had your second first date.
You spent hours on the telephone.
You got kissed.
You got to kiss back.
You went to the prom.
You didn’t go to the prom.
You went to the prom with the wrong person.
You spent hours on the telephone.
You fell in love.
You fell in love.
You fell in love.
You lost your best friend.
You lost your other best friend.
You really fell in love.
You became a steady girlfriend.
You became a significant other.
YOU BECAME SIGNIFICANT TO YOURSELF.
Sooner or later, you start taking yourself seriously. You know when you need a break. You know when you need a rest. You know what to get worked up about and what to get rid of. And you know when it’s time to take care of yourself, for yourself. To do something that makes you stronger, faster, more complete.
Because you know it’s never too late to have a life. And never too late to change one.
JUST DO IT"

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Read this on one of my most favorite blogs this morning. And well. I gooshed and gawed and now I'm sharing.

Can I be honest for a sec.

Always full of doubt. Always second guessing myself.
Tee Totally annoyed with these un-flattering habits.
When does self assurance become second nature followed by the simplicity of just being intensely me.
Wait...
When, if ever, will I know who me... is.
Is this sense of self that I want a "fly by the seat of your pants" type of thing. Or. Am I just that shinning naive 22 year old little girl with a forever young heart who is aching to experience more of what life has to offer.
Ehhh. I'm not sure. But right now, I'm at work suppose to be working, and all I can think of is that I'd rather be somewhere else. I want to be at home playing Mom.

At the end of the day, I know, I'm doing the best that I can, and I am, despite all my doubt PROUD of that fact.

feelin' all loveydovey makes me mushy

Waking up, looks Oh so Good!
A confession: I love this little spot, The curve of his neck, the freckles falling across his shoulders, his reddish hair
Love feels right, feels unhindered, natural, and undeniably present.

Sigh. Guilt Ridden.

Last night, my son, my adorable little Owen was mad at me. All he wanted was my attention, he wanted me to sit and put together his puzzle, watch Rugrats and eat grapes with him. But I couldn't.
My stupid reason why...
I have a routine. I work Monday through Friday And I try to make it so through the week I get free un-obligated and chore free weekends and I spend them doing what I wish. However, this past Monday left me desperately wishing I'd had been more productive. I spent my weekend playing. We walked through seashore park, played in the sand, visited a few community parks and freinds, slept in and our ritual movie marathons filled with popcorn. Needless to say, I didn't touch one stitch of my ever mounting laundry, I didn't vacuum one crumb, or stock up our cabinets. I did do the dishes, but that's simply for my tendencies to not be able to cook in a kitchen with dishes in the sink.
My routines. Monday: Clean House, Tuesday: Laundry, Wednesday: Groceries, Thursday: Fresh Linens, which tends to mean Laundry yet again, Friday: Start of the weekend. And of course the typical pick up and wipe up the usual that follows raising a 20 month old.
From here out I wanna make a few amendments so that when little man wants his Momma, I can walk away from my to do list and say okay and wave my hands in the air and simply just not care.

Boyfriend got Phish tickets

NC and VA
'nough said :)

Good Day!

Maybe just maybe

I'm thinking of starting an Etsy shop. I've been playing with beads for the past 6 months probably, still have only sold one necklace and given away a handfull to a select bunch, but It's a dang good thing I like what I make cause I've been wearing em out and about. I've also been Making picture frames, I made a special frame for everyone on my Christmas list with a picture of the recipient and my beautiful boy. Then this weekend I started with niffty little mirrors and wall decor. Now to add to my list, I'm about to jump in with a sewing machine, because I found this awesome piece of fabric that I REALLY want to be a dress. So I'll be sharing some photos soon of some of my creations. Crafty feels oh so good.

This is my story about the Prince and The Pea.

That little man there, he belongs to me.

Our version of this nursery rhyme.

Couch on a couch.

And this time there was no bean bag involved.

Duck... Duck...

Planning my very first baby shower for the lovely Nicole and her boy to be Hunter. This is the first time I've been able to dabble with Party Planning. We're doing rubber duck themed. I'm getting so much inspiration from browsing blogs. Bath tub blue Punch, Cupcake puzzle in the shape of a duck, center pieces with ping pong balls and rubber ducks. I can't wait to see how I end up putting things together.
Home sweet home in less than 1.5 to make a rubber duck chandelier and my most favorite meal: NY strip, fresh made home cut fries, and fresh green beans. I'll be lucky if I get any of those little beans though, my Boy will take all of em' if you leave your plate unattended.

P.S. I am not satisfied with the appearance of this post or this page yet. I have yet to really play on this site and figure out how to use this blog. I really really want to learn how to take advantage of all these options so I can add pictures and links from where I found my inspiration for the above post, as well as to make a pretty Little layout.

Happy Thursday!