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Promises, Promises

Making Promises

Promises, promises…Did you ever say that in your head when you were a kid? You know, when someone would promise something, but they’d already let you down so many times that you just couldn’t believe them, but you just didn’t want to not believe them?

How many times…do you think your kids, or someone else in your life has said that after you’ve promised something?

As a mom, it’s really hard for me when i see my kid’s being let down because of promises broken or unmet expectations.  I guess one of my biggest lessons learned through hurt feelings is: “follow through with promises.”

I mean, there are times when I absolutely can’t follow through with certain things, but mostly I can. There are times when I’m exhausted beyond belief. There are even times when I simply don’t want to, but once I’ve given them my word, that becomes a pledge I need to keep.

Why this thought now? I dunno… I want people to know that I’m a girl of  my word…whether it’s a child or an adult. There are enough flighty people in our lives…I’d like to be the one of the few…ya know, the exception to the rule kind of person that others know is dependable…I’m just sayin’…

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Contradictions

I feel like I’m a walking contradiction sometimes.

One day I wanna see an action movie, but then the next day I want to watch something to make me weep.

I usually love my stilettos, but wow I love sliding into my flip flops.

I love dressing professional but then again, I can’t get enough of casual Fridays.

I am super super affectionate with my kids, but not usually super affectionate with other people.

I love screaming my lungs out at ball games, but then again, I really do like the theater.

Isn’t that just funny how we are? Full of contradictions and oppositions. Think how boring we’d be if we never had variations in our taste and desires.

What’s a big contradiction in your life?

Ain’t Takin’ None of Your Lip

Don't need NO more lip

Since I’m the queen of random today…here you have it, my randomness.

I had a cavity(eek, shriek, horror of all horrors) which I had filled today which means I had to get a little anesthetic for one portion of my mouth which means I have done this pretty much all morning.

More Barn than Pottery Barn

I worked at a Pottery Barn for a few months a while back. It was such an interesting experience. I realized that people spend lots of money to make their homes look just like a magazine.

I remember one specific customer who would come in weekly to purchase something. Another customer told me that their house is all “Pottery Barn.” I wasn’t sure what that meant, so when I asked, they told me that their entire home is completely furnished from with Pottery Barn products.

I like Pottery Barn and all and I think they have great stuff and I can understand getting a table here a rug there, maybe some frames or something that you adore, but seriously, every piece of furniture from there? For what? To say that you bought it from there? I guess what really threw me for a loop was that so many folks want to set their homes and interiors apart but all they really end up doing is copying somebody else. Pretty, yes, functional, yes, but real life? I’m not so sure. Sadly, most of us will never see the homes of the folks who have the “perfect”  home because more than likely, one of us would mess it up for them.

My real life is more barn than Pottery Barn. It’s messy and dirty and things break and kids spill and dogs pee. My real life is not a page out of a magazine. Real life is letting in the people who come knocking on my door asking for a cup of sugar, or selling a magazine subscription. Real life is knowing that my less than perfect home is always perfectly welcoming to anyone. Whether its a group of loud teen age girls or just a couple of boys wanting to play WII…they know that the stuff in the house is just “stuff” and the people in the house mean much more than any specific thing in the house.

Sometimes I wish I had a perfectly put together clean house, maybe even with some Pottery Barn schwag,  but in reality…I’d rather have a house that’s well-lived in, rather then a house that’s well put together.