Dear friends,
I've been thinking about all the friends that I've had through the years. Some have been around since diapers and others have just been in my life only a few weeks. I remember a certain time in school when it was a silent understanding that the more friends you had, the more important that you seemed. The reason I'm blogging about this is because It brings a new light to friendship when you watch your children form thier friendships. I pray that in a pile of coins they will find the value of a handful of the older, more worn coins to be worth so much more than a bucket of shiny new ones.
I can remember back in Grade school forming a couple friendships that I believe now to be the root of who I became. My girlies were with me through the green hair phase(swimming pools). The sneaking out to smoke pot. Getting caught after being dropped off by some losers from a party (in hind sight that was stupid). Then climbing through the jungle of her backyard. We laughed our booties off in the back yard for 1/2 hour before making it to the front door only to stop laughing when the light turned on and an angry step Mom pulled the door open faster than I ever thought possible..Ok I was still a little high so everything should've been slower to me. lol. We were in big trouble but it was O.K because we were in it Together. My Adventures with Jeni were worth it!! If my daughter ever asks, I will deny this!
Friendships that started when I was young seemed to have no strings attatched. Noone expected you to be anything different than who you were. This doesn't mean that I didnt argue over which Madonna song was the best or whose hair was higher...but I never felt like i had to mold into what anyone else wanted me to be.
I remember the summer Fair that I couldnt miss a single day of. We would wear our Black concert T's and walk around the Fairgrounds over and over and over again. Teasing our hair as high as it would go and leavng the house in a cloud of Aqua Net hairspray, we were so Cool! Drinking Boones wine in a barn listening to Metallica and Guns n Roses. Even a phone call that changed my middle school life. A friend had passed away in a car accident and my girly didnt want me to be alone when I heard the news. A few years later I would be the one comforting her at her fathers funeral. We spent almost every summer together. Some awesome times. If she called today and needed me, I'd drop everything and Go!
Friendships didnt need to be thought about back then, they just happened. The girl who was most popular seemed so cool to me because I thought she would never feel alone. In reality though, she might have always had friends around her but how many of them knew when she was crying on the inside? I admit I was afraid of being alone. Afraid my true friends would find someone better than me, but in the end it was a waste of time being afraid. My girlies never went anywhere. Did we meet boys that would take up more of our time? Yes, but when they broke our hearts we still had each other. We just grew strength from each other to go out and Break their Hearts. :)
Friendships change through the years according to where u are in your life and growing a family. Mothers know that its a lot harder to find time to go out with the single ladies and tend to spend more time with other moms that understand that Cocktails and Babysitters are like Heaven. Ive been lucky in my Life. I can say that I have surrounded myself with great friends and if I have to vent about my insensitive hubby or cranky kids or even about these horrible cramps I have someone to call and I know they will answer the phone and tell me thier life sucks too...lol
Im blessed to have made those friendships and many more through out the years, and even more blesssed now that I have my own family of friends or shall I say Girlies?
Make new Friends but keep the old ones, One is silver and the other gold.
*Kiki
Friday, February 11, 2011
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Weight the F?
Dear friends,
Im so silly that I just have to make fun of myself. Im 36 years old. 5" tall and not stick thin. I'm one of those woman that has said that I dont even want to be skinny. Those kind of girls look ill. They look like they need a few big fat cheeseburgers to put some cushion on those biscuits.
And Im also a liar. I would not be telling you the truth if I said I dont want to be skinny. I want that more than I want chocolate!! Wait, obviously thats not true either. Chocolate is my number 3 reason that im not skinny. Number 1&2 reasons are constantly changing. One day its my hubby that cant do anything right so Im so busy working around the house that I cant get to the gym. btw- I say this even after he has cleaned the whole kitchen... #2 is usually whatever excuse I can come up with before i put my Nikes on and can get through the door.. Ive even used the excuse that my toenails feel like they are too long to feel comfortable in my shoes,so I go do some nail trimming, then realize i took so long that I'd only have 15 minutes to actually work out. Oops. I might as well not go. The other reason is obvious.. I have to catch up on the Greys Anatomy shows that I've DVR'd
Weight stinks. Almost everyone I know, atleast all my friends that have kids, will all say that it takes work to be in shape. I think Im just Lazy. Or I could get all psycho babbley about it and say that my inner Kiki wants to be overweight so my hubby will keep his hands to himself at night....Nope. I could be 300 lbs and the man would still be Horny.:) How many times have I said.."Not tonight, I just dont feel pretty".Does this work? Hell no! He looks at me like I'm one big steak and He is R E A L L Y hungry. Fine go ahead.....
My favorite psycho Babble crap is that I better not look toooo good ..or Brian Urlacher from the Chicago Bears might actually want to sleep with me and I would lose all control and commit the ultimate sin. That would really be bad .........for everyone except ME!
Or I might just have to be as pretty on the inside as my smoking hot body and Im really not all that nice. Kidding!
Whatever the reason, Atleast Im not having all of these "skinny bitch" problems. I love myself and my horny hubby!
Now its time for a lil snack....
*Kiki
Im so silly that I just have to make fun of myself. Im 36 years old. 5" tall and not stick thin. I'm one of those woman that has said that I dont even want to be skinny. Those kind of girls look ill. They look like they need a few big fat cheeseburgers to put some cushion on those biscuits.
And Im also a liar. I would not be telling you the truth if I said I dont want to be skinny. I want that more than I want chocolate!! Wait, obviously thats not true either. Chocolate is my number 3 reason that im not skinny. Number 1&2 reasons are constantly changing. One day its my hubby that cant do anything right so Im so busy working around the house that I cant get to the gym. btw- I say this even after he has cleaned the whole kitchen... #2 is usually whatever excuse I can come up with before i put my Nikes on and can get through the door.. Ive even used the excuse that my toenails feel like they are too long to feel comfortable in my shoes,so I go do some nail trimming, then realize i took so long that I'd only have 15 minutes to actually work out. Oops. I might as well not go. The other reason is obvious.. I have to catch up on the Greys Anatomy shows that I've DVR'd
Weight stinks. Almost everyone I know, atleast all my friends that have kids, will all say that it takes work to be in shape. I think Im just Lazy. Or I could get all psycho babbley about it and say that my inner Kiki wants to be overweight so my hubby will keep his hands to himself at night....Nope. I could be 300 lbs and the man would still be Horny.:) How many times have I said.."Not tonight, I just dont feel pretty".Does this work? Hell no! He looks at me like I'm one big steak and He is R E A L L Y hungry. Fine go ahead.....
My favorite psycho Babble crap is that I better not look toooo good ..or Brian Urlacher from the Chicago Bears might actually want to sleep with me and I would lose all control and commit the ultimate sin. That would really be bad .........for everyone except ME!
Or I might just have to be as pretty on the inside as my smoking hot body and Im really not all that nice. Kidding!
Whatever the reason, Atleast Im not having all of these "skinny bitch" problems. I love myself and my horny hubby!
Now its time for a lil snack....
*Kiki
The highly dreaded "Talk"!
Dear Friends,
I decided to start this blog today because I feel that I have a lot to say and Iwas told that a blogger is just someone that needs to vent by getting her crap out there. So here's my Crap......I had to have The "TALK" this past weekend with my 10 year old daughter. I bought some Sparking apple cider, made dinner reservations, dropped her annoying 8 year old brother off at a friends for the night and sent her Dad to work. I was going to do this with STYLE. Well Im not sure thats what happened.
I treated her to not 1 but 2 japanese sodas at the Costly Upscale Japanese resteraunt near us. By the time we saw the Flaming volcano of onions she looked at me like she was going to toss her cookies..Uh Oh! In my head Im freaking out becuz I haven't even mentioned the words "Boobies" or "Vagina" and she's already sick.
I begged for a couple boxes, got her in the car ..and she farts and burps the whole way home. Feeling a little giggly I remind her that we still have to have the TALK...
We got on our PJ's, started to cuddle and I mentioned some changes that might start happening to her soon. I told her that she will develop boobies and her hips might spread a little. Her body makes eggs that will travel to her uterus. Her uterus will have to shed some blood and that led to a bunch of sobbing. I was in shock. I haven't even mentioned a PENIS and she is crying.. Uggh! This was on Sat. night and its now Thurs. In this time she has written a letter to God and asked me to also write one...Which is comical because I feel like she should be upset with Him not me. HE is the Creator of all Things..Even the UTERUS! That WILL shed blood!!
My lil girl is so sweet and sensitive that i need this blog to get out my sarcasm.
Needless to say, the Talk is to be continued for now....
She came in this morning wearing a bra that I had bought her yesterday..Tears streaming down her face. i asked what had happened..?? "I dont want to grow up", "Please dont make me where this thing today.".I asked if any of her friends wear them ,she says yes, I ask who? she says "all of them". "But, Im a lot smaller than them".... sob sob. She won. Took it off, and I said "Tomorrow you will wear it! and you will wear it without any tears"!
*Kiki
I decided to start this blog today because I feel that I have a lot to say and Iwas told that a blogger is just someone that needs to vent by getting her crap out there. So here's my Crap......I had to have The "TALK" this past weekend with my 10 year old daughter. I bought some Sparking apple cider, made dinner reservations, dropped her annoying 8 year old brother off at a friends for the night and sent her Dad to work. I was going to do this with STYLE. Well Im not sure thats what happened.
I treated her to not 1 but 2 japanese sodas at the Costly Upscale Japanese resteraunt near us. By the time we saw the Flaming volcano of onions she looked at me like she was going to toss her cookies..Uh Oh! In my head Im freaking out becuz I haven't even mentioned the words "Boobies" or "Vagina" and she's already sick.
I begged for a couple boxes, got her in the car ..and she farts and burps the whole way home. Feeling a little giggly I remind her that we still have to have the TALK...
We got on our PJ's, started to cuddle and I mentioned some changes that might start happening to her soon. I told her that she will develop boobies and her hips might spread a little. Her body makes eggs that will travel to her uterus. Her uterus will have to shed some blood and that led to a bunch of sobbing. I was in shock. I haven't even mentioned a PENIS and she is crying.. Uggh! This was on Sat. night and its now Thurs. In this time she has written a letter to God and asked me to also write one...Which is comical because I feel like she should be upset with Him not me. HE is the Creator of all Things..Even the UTERUS! That WILL shed blood!!
My lil girl is so sweet and sensitive that i need this blog to get out my sarcasm.
Needless to say, the Talk is to be continued for now....
She came in this morning wearing a bra that I had bought her yesterday..Tears streaming down her face. i asked what had happened..?? "I dont want to grow up", "Please dont make me where this thing today.".I asked if any of her friends wear them ,she says yes, I ask who? she says "all of them". "But, Im a lot smaller than them".... sob sob. She won. Took it off, and I said "Tomorrow you will wear it! and you will wear it without any tears"!
*Kiki
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