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the madness begins

Thought I should check in before the madness begins and you don’t see me again for awhile. It is officially six days before my GREAT STRIDES Walk. Please pray for good weather and $68,000 to magically appear out of nowhere!!! I have to work three weekends in a row for events I’m in charge of. But after that, I’ll get a bit of a break. June is jam-packed with showers and weddings though. But that’s fun stuff so no bother there.

Really, we should have been moved into our house by now but the floors are holding us up. Grrrr. This weekend Naaman and Michael ripped up the carpet and tile in the front room so the people can refinish our floors. There is a “slight” problem since I guess there used to be walls that separated the living and dining rooms. Nothing that another $700 can’t fix though. Ugh. The good thing is everyone keeps telling us it will be VERY worth it. Well, it had better be gosh darn it. Connie and Neil came down to see the inside of the house and they both really liked it. Everyone seems to like it. It is a sweet little home.

Here is a picture of the floor looking like the biggest piece of crap in history!

Naaman and I attended the Tiger Ball, for MU Alumni, at the Hyatt on Friday night. No, neither of us are MU Alumni, but my sister and her Husband planned almost the entire event so we went in support of them. I must say, I whole-heartedly enjoy getting dolled up and going to fancy parties. I should have been a celebrity walking on red carpets. A girl can dream . . .

Here we are “all dolled up” as I like to call it. I felt like Marilyn Monroe.

Jan Carl from Entertainment Tonight was there since she is an MU Alum. We also ran into our veterinarian who asked us how our precious puppy is doing. She’s doing better than ever, thanks to him!

On Sunday, we went to go hang out with our friends Ryan and Rebecca and see their new house out in Lee’s Summit. They gave us the grand tour and showed us the baby’s future nursery (they’re expecting their first child in July). I am really excited for them and think that they will be very good, very fun parents. She is such a cutie pie pregnant woman. We all went to have pizza and see the movie Disturbia. It was a good movie but the beginning scene with the car accident really upset me and the tears just poured out of nowhere. I did not expect to have that kind of reaction, but after being in my car accident, I am just really sensitive about that subject I guess. First it was my accident, then Naaman’s, then Connie’s, then my Dad’s. It’s just too much for me to watch right now and all those emotions just came out. But the rest of the movie was good so it made up for it.

Well, bye for now. Cross your fingers that all my events are a big success.

Okay, I’ll do it too

Here is what Google says “Molly Needs”:

Molly needs: to keep her eyes on the road ahead, not on the object she is trying to avoid

Molly needs: a slogan for 3rd grade council (I do?)

Molly needs: a special surgery called a bulla osteotomy for her nasopharyngeal (Um, okay)

Molly needs: cheering up after being dumped (Hmm, I actually never have to deal with this sort of thing again, Thank God)

Molly needs: more attention and space than we’re giving her (as always)

Molly needs: a new home (Ha, already have one)

Molly needs: a new lithium battery for her Mp3 player (I don’t think Ipods need those)

Molly needs: to remarry (Google is so, so wrong on this one)

Molly needs: to go back to panama (I’m up for anything)

Molly needs: a prom dress (I actually do since we’re going to a gala on Friday!)

Molly needs: your help to identify a variety of farm animals (too funny)

Molly needs: to be in a stable environment that will provide nurturing (so true)

Molly needs: to diplomatically approach her principal and share her concerns (You know I always do)

An adventure is exactly what Molly needs (Many to come, I’m sure)

Wow, this was fun. I needed a break!

What’s the point?

I’ve had a bad week (yesterday especially) and need to put some thoughts on paper (or the Internet, whatever). I sometimes ask myself “What’s the point?” What’s the point of life, really. I’ve been trying to figure this out on my own for some time. I’ve done many years of soul-searching, including a summer in London on my own, and still don’t have a great answer. The only thing I can come up with is just to love other people and to try to love yourself for the person you are. Do some good for others while you’re here on this Earth, because the goodness in people matters and is remembered. Stop judging, and realize that tolerance is the best thing that you can teach another.

I just don’t get why people have to be purposefully mean and then not apologize. If you did something wrong, then apologize. If you hurt someone’s feelings, apologize for it. If you said something mean, go and apologize to them. I do it all the time because I’m not perfect and sometimes I screw up and hurt someone. But I’ve always tried to make it right because I believe in Karma and I don’t want it to bite me in the ass later on. But I was wronged yesterday and I still sit here waiting. Waiting for my apology. An apology that I gather will never come.

I think the world stays centered because if you do something then the opposite will happen to someone else. If you are feeling bad, then someone is feeling really good. If you are in pain, then someone else is feeling the best feeling of their life. Someone is born, someone is dying. This logic makes sense to me. So, if you know that your actions will set into motion a chain of events, why not try to make sure your actions serve other people? And if they didn’t serve anyone but yourself, then at least try to make it right.

When you have a bad day, people always say that it will be better tomorrow. That tomorrow is a new day. But what if you can’t get over it. I have a hard time getting over things. I cried a lot yesterday. My lungs actually hurt from crying. My eyes were all puffy and ugly this morning. But I didn’t feel a sense of clarity. I felt sad and angry for what happened. And the thing is, it doesn’t go away. It just sits there, boiling in my stomach and burning in my heart. And I think things like this shorten my life because I place too much emphasis on being respected and appreciated. When really, I realize that the best work I do is supposed to go unnoticed.

I love my Husband, I love my Family and I love my Friends. All I would have to do is make one phone call, and the person on the other end would help me through it and tell me I’m a good person and that I am loved. I am loved. But sometimes, life is just so hard and everything that is good is overshadowed by everything that is bad.

There went Peter Cottontail . . .

Sorry it’s been so long since the last post but time just seems to be flying. I’ve been super busy lately, not that it’s any different than any other time. Naaman and I went to St. Joseph on Sunday for an Easter lunch. It was quite nice although I wish it were warmer. Michael bought a beautiful new blue truck and got it stuck in a big puddle of water. Connie had to pull him out with her Jeep. Ha!

On our way home we stopped for some gas at one of the Speedy stations. I went in to buy a soda and the girl at the cash register said something to me but I couldn’t hear her so I said, “What?” She proceeded to yell, “I said do you need to pay for fuel, you know, GAS-O-LINE?!” She spelled it out as if I had a learning disability in front of everyone standing in line. I said, “First of all, we paid for our gas outside, and second of all, I’m hearing impaired and you don’t get to talk to me like that.” She gave me my change and very rudely said, “Have a nice day.” I turned around, smiled and said, “Have a nice life.”

You know, I get so sick of people being rude to me when I have to ask them to repeat themselves. It just reminds me that I do have a disability that makes day to day life hard. I can’t hear out of one ear and don’t hear very well out of the other really. I don’t need some girl working at a gas station to make me feel bad about myself. I already feel bad enough as it is. It just really hurt my feelings and I was quite pouty and sad about it for the rest of the night. Some people should really watch what they say and realize that being rude to strangers isn’t going to get them anywhere in life. Oh well, it has happened a lot in my short lifetime and I’m sure it will only continue to happen as my hearing gets worse. Moving on . . .

Naaman and I closed on our new home with no problems at all. We have not fully moved in yet. The Brinks home security people are coming today to figure out the installation of our new home security system. I will feel much safer with it there since Naaman is not home at night a lot of the time. On Monday, some people are coming out to give us a quote on replacing the carpet with hardwood floors. I love hardwood floors so I am really excited about that. I’m just trying to decide what colors to paint what rooms and what to put where. It’s actually pretty overwhelming.

Naaman bought his first lawn mower yesterday and mowed our lawn for the very first time. I think it made him happy. I’m not sure he ever thought he would own his own home. I can’t wait to take little Roxie over to run in her yard for the very first time. I think my parents are purchasing some patio furniture for us so that will be nice to go out in the spring/summer and read and sip some lemonade.

I think we will have a big summer BBQ and invite everyone over to celebrate the fact that we own our own little piece of this world. It is a really special thing. A great accomplishment after all the schooling we went through to get this far in our lives.