Tuesday, April 26, 2011

This is awesome... and it's my prayer for my daughter too!

Tina Fey’s prayer for her daughter

First, Lord: No tattoos. May neither Chinese symbol for truth nor Winnie-the-Pooh holding the FSU logo stain her tender haunches.

May she be Beautiful but not Damaged, for it’s the Damage that draws the creepy soccer coach’s eye, not the Beauty.

When the Crystal Meth is offered, May she remember the parents who cut her grapes in half And stick with Beer.

Guide her, protect her
When crossing the street, stepping onto boats, swimming in the ocean, swimming in pools, walking near pools, standing on the subway platform, crossing 86th Street, stepping off of boats, using mall restrooms, getting on and off escalators, driving on country roads while arguing, leaning on large windows, walking in parking lots, riding Ferris wheels, roller-coasters, log flumes, or anything called “Hell Drop,” “Tower of Torture,” or “The Death Spiral Rock ‘N Zero G Roll featuring Aerosmith,” and standing on any kind of balcony ever, anywhere, at any age.

Lead her away from Acting but not all the way to Finance. Something where she can make her own hours but still feel intellectually fulfilled and get outside sometimes And not have to wear high heels.

What would that be, Lord? Architecture? Midwifery? Golf course design? I’m asking You, because if I knew, I’d be doing it, Youdammit.

May she play the Drums to the fiery rhythm of her Own Heart with the sinewy strength of her Own Arms, so she need Not Lie With Drummers.

Grant her a Rough Patch from twelve to seventeen. Let her draw horses and be interested in Barbies for much too long, For childhood is short – a Tiger Flower blooming Magenta for one day – And adulthood is long and dry-humping in cars will wait.

O Lord, break the Internet forever, That she may be spared the misspelled invective of her peers And the online marketing campaign for Rape Hostel V: Girls Just Wanna Get Stabbed.

And when she one day turns on me and calls me a Bitch in front of Hollister, Give me the strength, Lord, to yank her directly into a cab in front of her friends, For I will not have that Shit. I will not have it.

And should she choose to be a Mother one day, be my eyes, Lord, that I may see her, lying on a blanket on the floor at 4:50 A.M., all-at-once exhausted, bored, and in love with the little creature whose poop is leaking up its back.

“My mother did this for me once,” she will realize as she cleans feces off her baby’s neck. “My mother did this for me.” And the delayed gratitude will wash over her as it does each generation and she will make a Mental Note to call me. And she will forget. But I’ll know, because I peeped it with Your God eyes.


Source: Bossypants



- Nearly 18 months old, wow where did the time go?
- Sweet as can be. I hate to rub it in but she's such a good girl. I don't quit need that wine yet...
- She's my little echo, repeating everything I say. Uh oh better watch my potty mouth. She tried to say the SH word after I said it the other week.
- She's obsessed with chap stick. Always trying to put it on her lips. Also anything resembling nail polish or nail clippers, she pretends to polish or clip her toe nails. Silly girl!
- her favorite artist on mommy's play list is Adele. Oh a girl after my own heart! She even "sings" along.

- Started working 3 days a week at a Spa. Which is 5 mins away from home. I walk to work sometimes. Very convenient.
- Chopped off my "mom-do" hair. No more pony tail for this Mommy! I got a really cute A-line bob, with a block of red color in the front. I love it!
- I'm eating better and working out and I've lost almost 10 lbs! woohoo yay me!
- I'm really fighting the urge to get a tattoo. Oh how I want it. Right now! (I've wanted a colorful paisley tattoo on my left shoulder blade flowing up and a little bit around my shoulder.)
- I've enrolled in some Photography workshops that start in June. I want to get more serious about my photography and hopefully do it on the side

- working at the Shipyard
- growing his hair and beard out. Says he's going for the Johnny Depp look.... lol
- He's lost some weight too. Me likey!
- He's promised... or agreed due to my constant nagging, to start renovating our house. Yay!

So that's it for now. Ciao!

Monday, April 18, 2011

I heart faces challenge

Wind Challenge

My first entry ever. I saw the challenge and knew I had a good photo to submit. Not the best photography but the best subject! lol I can't wait to start my photography classes and really get into it. I can't wait till May!

Can I erase this blog thing?!

Well that was the first thing that came to mind when my husband reminded me of this blog. But really I can't get rid of this blog because I love it's name! lol I always wanted to be a better blogger but with life always getting in the way, (how annoying) I just forgot about it. But this is my 2nd strike and I can't have 3 strikes or I'm "outta here"! Well at least in my mind. So here I am again giving this blogging thing a try.

Kailee's almost 18 months! WOW time flies when you have a little one. She's such a talker. She likes to imitate whatever Mommy and Daddy say. So Mommy and Daddy now have to watch our dirty mouths! I've started working part time at a Spa very near our home. And I'm going to start taking photography classes/workshops to get more serious about photography. I'm excited!