::A Little Annoyed...

So this could be considered a "vent" post, but I gotta get it out cause it's festering. 

I have a BIG problem with people who invite themselves into situations where they weren't invited. I'm talking about parties, holiday celebrations, special occasions (like Superbowl), etc. It really gripes my ass. I think it's so rude, so assuming of them to think they are wanted or welcome for whatever the occasion, and I can't even imagine ever doing that myself. I will never show up to someones home or call them and invite myself over for any occasion without first being invited by them. Even with family members. 

I've been a victim of the "self-inviting patrons" many times, and every time it happens, it literally makes me wanna cry. While the "self-inivting patrons" probably don't mean to create a hardship, it puts me (or anyone for that matter) in such an awkward position trying to juggle every one and not hurt anyone's feelings. I'm mean honestly, what is one supposed to say when someone asks if they can come over and spend the day/ holiday/ whatever with you because they don't have anywhere else to go or whatever reason they are alone on that given day? If I say "yes" it changes the dynamics of how the day was intended to go. If I say "no", I'm a heartless bitch. I guess the bottom line for me is basically this: if you didn't receive a call, text, or written invitation, don't assume you are included in the plans of others. 

Sigh.... I feel better... kind of....

So please, I beg of you, remember this post next time you feel lonely and want to invite yourself over to crash someone else's plans. While it may not seem like a big deal on the surface, you may very well be causing a boat load of stress for someone else that could easily be avoided. 


Happy Monday!
Sunday, January 1, 2012

:: Just Because

Just because I think my boys are absolutely adorable and I love them so much!...

::A New Year...

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

New years has always been one of those times that I look forward to, yet dread all at the same time. Kind of like Valentine's Day when I was in high school. I always hoped for something special to happen to me just how it does in the movies, but I always find myself sitting on the couch in my nicest pair of sweats, eating some leftover chocolates and watching something silly like Glee. You always fantasize about that moment when the guy dips you backwards and kisses you passionately with the orchestra playing very romantic music in the background, but if you're like me, those things only happen in movies like Sleepless In Seattle or another one of those hopeless romantical shows.

The meaning of this particular new year is a little more special than those past. Now that the Hubs and I have our two little munchkins, everything takes on a newer, more special significance. I'm not sure exactly how to put it into words, but it just means more.

I hate resolutions... I'm just another loser than never follows through with the "promises" I make. I need to lose about 40 pounds of post baby blubber, I need to blog more to get all these thoughts out of my brain so I can sleep at night, I need to be more patient, more understanding, less judgmental, and the list goes on and on. I can say that I'll resolve to do these things, but we all know what a crock that is. Resolutions last about 5 minutes for 99.9% of humans. Us fatties will swear off junk food until our neighbor brings us a belated box of Christmas fudge. Damn that fudge... Its sinfully good! Us harsh, judgmental bitches will promise that if we don't have anything nice to say, we won't say anything at all, or at least until the unsuspecting victim cuts us off in the Target parking lot, and then it's on like donkey kong!

Rather than making promises to no one that I admittedly won't keep, I'm going to put forth the ole college try to be a better me in all (okay, fine, "most") areas of my life. One thing I want to put a lot of emphasis on is enjoying my boys. These past 10.5 months have been challenging, amazing, difficult, inspirational and a blessing all at the same time. My goal is to thank God more for the good times, and pray for patience, understanding and wisdom during the difficult times.

As we embark on 2012, I wish you the strength to achieve all of your goals, hopes and dreams, no matter how big or small.

:D
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