Getting Prepared for Spring

It's been two years since I purchased Easter dresses for my girls. We've been attending a non-denominational church for the past year that isn't "dress code" enforced like your typical southern churches. We went to church in jeans and it was a little weird, but the service was lovely. I plan to attend our regular, Baptist church this year and have already started making plans for our "look". Is that weird?

I guess I started to think about the fact that my youngest won't be a little one for much longer. She still embraces princesses, their grace and their beauty. I opted for pink and then gave her choices. Here's what she chose:


She's tried it on twice already and absolutely loves it! It seems to have brightened her whole perception and has gotten her thinking about spring. She's really going to rock this dress. My dress, as well as her sisters, is also pink. I'm hopeful that dad will find a tie that pays tribute to our color choice, but still gives some masculinity. Real men wear pink anyway, right?

I've been doing really well with my health and have been happy with how I've been doing. My goal is to get off just a few more pounds and enjoy where I am. It's been quite the learning experience with going low-carb and making new choices, when it comes to my eating habits. The girls have been helpful but sometimes forget. The good news for them is that they've been sucking down the water like little plants. I've seen so many improvements. Good for them!

Back to the church process, I'm so proud of my hubby and his committment to be more of the spiritual leader in our household. It's a little strange for me to give up the reigns, but I've only held them because he's been unavailable. Now, he's participating in service, volunteering to do jobs and seeking out the small-group study sessions. He's even asked to lead our home bible studies! It's wonderful and I'll take whatever I can get. Our relationship is so much better when he's in touch with his spiritual side. Amen!

Birthday...Rough Day

I have been up for hours. Literally. Hubby and I watched a movie last night till about 11:00pm, then talked till about 11:30pm. All the while, our neighbors above have been slamming things against their floor, laughing and screaming hysterically and doing good knows what. Hubby drifted off, but I remained awake until around 12:00am, then I too fell asleep. Their manic drugs must have worn off because everything went quiet then. Around 2:00am, I woke up to the insanity (more pills popped by chance?) and I haven't been able to fall back asleep since. It's a waking nightmare!

It's been like this since our previous neighbors moved out and the new, psychotic ones, moved in perhaps three or four months ago.  Hubby thinks that the adults leave and teenagers are left to supervise (or whatever) for hours at length. They sound like they are on something because it's erratic and crazy sounding for hours.

Our last apartment situation wasn't the best, but this has got to be the worst ever! I'll be checking our lease for an "out" clause, since we won't be able to mentally stand this for too much longer. Honestly, the light fixtures and doors shake and I don't think it will be too long before a leg appears through the ceiling (or worse). We definitely don't want their drama leaking into our lives.

We're having maintenance work performed on my daughter's room and I'm really hoping this stuff takes place while the staff are here. Sadly, it's rare that the rowdiness ever occurs during the daytime so, we again have no proof. We've complained with no improvements and hubby's car was keyed shortly after we did (he filed a report with the police department, just in case). I fear for our safety and sanity. It's made me a bundle of nerves. What should be a wonderful day for me will probably end up a day of constant sleep, since I got barely any last night.

Thankfully, the girls fell asleep before it got too bad and I'm hopeful that the deepness of it is what is keeping them restful. The dog has been up pacing and I'm sure he's just as nervous and on edge as I am. Hubby and I feel so helpless! I've been praying and asking for patience. I also hope karma kicks in, too. Any extra prayers would be appreciated! Happy birthday to me.

Bold for 2014

The new year has gotten off to a fairly good start. We spent the evening together as a family (a nice change from previous years). It was quiet and humble. They say that however you start the new year is how it will go throughout. I sort of didn't want quiet, but perhaps that's what we all need (especially with a teenager in the house).

My hope is to try and do more bold things this year. I've been dining out with a friend each month and our last lunch brought forth a realization; I don't have any thrilling stories. How boring! Even as a kid, I was a good girl. I wasn't sneaking out or getting into trouble. I didn't date an array of weirdos, so no stories there. I was even a calm sorority girl! I usually worked the door on Saturday nights for our parties, do a couple of line dances, then go to bed and be up for church the next day. No experimentation of any kind, unless a sip of liquor here and there in high school counts.

When I shared with my better half that I wanted to be more adventurous in 2014, he took it as an invitation to just go sexually crazy. (Not happening, dude). Perhaps in some ways, but not in the ways his depraved mind will go.

To start, I ordered a lace front with blue and have been sporting it since the end of December. It's really pretty and I've received so many compliments. I've got to figure out something worth "story telling" to do before the month ends. It is my birthday month, so I've got an excuse for the police, right? (just kidding. I'm still a good girl at heart. I won't ever take things too far).