Day Fourteen of 30 Days of Me

A picture of you and your family

This last one was a reflection of me and the Timmy on the Bean in Chicago.

Day Thirteen of 30 Days of Me

A letter to someone who has hurt you recently

Dear ____, You don't know that you've hurt me. You wouldn't know why you would have, even if you knew. But you did, and you have.

I can't bear reading about what is going on. It's too new. It's too fresh. You don't have any reason not to write about it. So go ahead. I just won't be reading it.

I will avoid any accidental readings about it until further notice. I will stay away from it until I can handle it better. That day will come, eventually, but I don't know when.

You keep on smiling and writing about everything. You deserve this. I'm not going to deny that.

I'm just not ready to read it.

Day Twelve of 30 Days of Me

How you found out about blogger and why you have one

I've known about blogger for what seems like forever. I just never had one because I was able to use other social media sites for the same reason. But, as more and more people use such sites (i.e. facebook), I've felt that I can't really express myself. That's how my blog was formed.

Occasionally, I even feel hindered on here. I want to vent certain thoughts and feelings, but I am worried that they will be talked about behind my back amongst people that should just talk straight to me. Or, likewise, people will start incessantly harassing me about things I wrote on here. That's why I quit livejournal and myspace. That's not quite why I'm avoiding facebook right now, but I still feel that way on there from some people.

So, a question/favor for whomever is reading this blog: If you know me in real life and I write something on here, will you just keep it pretty much to yourself? You can (privately) ask me about it, but not too much. Please? Things are about to get crazy around here and I know I'll need a place to share my inner joys and struggles.

Day Eleven of 30 Days of Me

Another picture of you and your friends

All of my most recent pictures of me and my friends are from my wedding, almost a year ago. Like I've previously said, Charlotte hasn't shown me any good friends yet and it's been way too long since I've seen the ones truest to me. I miss them.

Day Ten of 30 Days of Me

Songs you listen to when you are happy, sad, bored, hyper, mad

When I'm happy, I like upbeat, funny songs.

When I'm sad, anything kinda about what I'm sad about. Those songs seem to make me cry and, when I'm sad, I need help crying or else I hole it up inside and end up exploding in a not so ladylike way.

When I'm bored, all music tends to make me feel even antsier. Weird, I know.

When I'm hyper, I don't sit still and pay attention to music for certain songs to make a difference.

When I'm mad, I like songs that just sound angry. Well, those or classical.

Day Nine of 30 Days of Me

Something you're proud of in the past few days

Not much of what I've done or felt in the past few days is something to be proud of. Instead of sharing joy with someone, I am keeping myself away from them. My thoughts on this subject have not been the kindest and I regret that.

But a couple of good things that is coming from this is I shared my feelings with my husband and that, in turn, is making me feel closer to him. Another thing it is helping me with is my relationship with God. Every time I think negatively about it, I just say a quick prayer to God asking Him to give me strength to get through this.

You know what? He has.

Day Eight of 30 Days of Me

Short term goals for this month and why

1. Finish Jenn's garters. I am 90% done with them.
2. Wrap up plans for Jenn's Bridal Shower that will, hopefully, be next month.
3. Sew a baby blanket for a baby boy, due in November.

I don't think I really need to explain why for those goals.Pretty self-explanatory. Except for...

4. Heal my bones. I fell last night. I fell and landed improperly. Apparently, it is a bad idea to step in to a bath when you have put lotion on your feet not that much earlier. A bad, bad idea.

I fell. My arm broke my fall. I broke my hand, near my thumb. I have a cast on for two weeks. If I am lucky, it'll come off September 28. Pictures of the casted arm later.


On a better note, can anyone draw a shark? I have a long distance request for a shark to be drawn on my cast.