Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Target Tuesday




I need some new church clothes, I love this skirt.

Love this color. 

And because I can't go somewhere without looking at shoes, these shoes look comfy & casual.
And seriously what the heck?
I don't know how an adult would want to have a pair of these. I can't help but laugh every time I see a pair.


Saturday, March 24, 2012

Trying.

I feel lost right now. Maybe lost isn't the right word. I find myself searching for a change.Searching for something to make life different. I love my life, don't get me wrong.I just feel like I'm not doing enough.

 I haven't blogged much lately, I feel like I need to figure things out. Need to find a direction to go. I have some really fun ideas, I just need to actually do it. After blogging about my in-laws, I made one last attempt at trying to get a conversation started with them. Nothing in response. I'm over it, but I know that's not where response I should have. I  feel stuck, like it's an obligation to be friends with Skyler's family. I feel like if I don't things will go bad, again, but at the same time I don't have anymore room for hurt & disappointment from them.  

I just need to get over this bump. I may have forgiven, though I'm not sure, but I definitely haven't forgotten. I've received a lot of comments on prior blog posts concerning my in-laws and many of those suggest prayer. Pray for them. I've tried. I've spent many nights praying for them, praying for me to forgive them, for me to be able to forget & move one. I've prayed for the ability to understand them. 

It hasn't worked. I'm sick of praying for them. I know that is when I should pray, I just can't anymore. It has been over a year, I still have dreams of arguments. I can't do it. How else do you forgive & forget when the other side, hasn't done anything? I just need to be able to push them out of my mind, but I can't. I'm stuck with them forever. 

I'm trying. I'm trying to better myself. Trying to stay positive on everything. Trying to figure it out. Trying to forgive. Trying to forget. I don't what more to do. I'm just in a state of blah when it comes to the situation. I'm just here. Trying to figure it all out. 

Friday, March 23, 2012

Nails!

Glitter! While house/dog sitting at my parent's house, I found this cute nail polish! Love it!

But I'm most definitely thinking I'll put it on my toes instead. 

The Nail Files

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

12 months.

How did this happen Miss A?
How are you a year old?

At 1 years old, you are 22 lbs 13 oz, 30 3/4 in long, your head is: (I'll fill this in later) around.
You wear 18 month clothes, size 3 shoes, size 3 diapers.



You are an amazing little girl.
 Your personality is amazing.


 I love you more than anything. 

You have 6 teeth, 4 on top 2 on bottom. 


You still nurse & eat regular food. You don't sleep through the night again, yet. We're working on it, and your doctor said it could take quite a while. 

You wore your first set of pig tails.


You stand, walk around everything, try and climb. You love to play in the kennel at Grandma's house.


 You love to color, play with stickers and balls. 

You still love Tangled & Blue's Clues, we tried out Rio & you like that too. You cook & love to put things between your toes!


You love to read. You still only say  "da-da", and something that sounds like "don't". You love to clean up. You also love to play in the toilet paper.


You got your birthday pictures taken a couple days before you turned 1. I can't wait to print them off  bigger & put them up in your room. You go to church, but  would much rather crawl around the empty classrooms.

Friday, March 16, 2012

Scout.

Blog friends, meet Scout.


My adorable 3lb miniature yorkie.

He goes by Scout, Lickity, Lickity Lou, Lou, Scouter, Scavenger and several other names.
He was adopted by the hubs and I in 2009, after we bought our home.
He was Born January 3rd, 2008.

The first family he was with couldn't handle a hyper puppy with their old dog, so he was passed along, the next family was abusive, very badly. Then he was brought to my parent's who have 2 other yorkies and a chihuahua. There he learned what it was like to be the only boy dog, what it was like to have "sisters". He learned what it was like to be loved, to have food whenever he needed it. He slept in a bed with someone. He learned what love was.

In June 2009, my parent's were having a hard time handling the hyper little puppy, who liked to run away, got in fights with the other puppies and just was over all being a naughty puppy. We took him in.
He is the only dog in our home. He was our baby before Miss A.

He is now house trained and is a lot calmer, though he rarely allows for his hair to be cut, his nails never, and he does have a barking problem. He's much better. He's relaxed. I think he knows he is home. He might still have emotional problems from being abused, making him very jumpy and a little strange, but we love him.

He loves us, he loves A. He's often found snuggling by her when she's napping. He also enjoys laying in the sun in her room while she reads to him. I'm yet to get a picture of it but it's adorable.


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