My phone has a flashlight. A real flashlight like Jerbs' phone does. This might actually be my favorite thing about the new phone. Because I'm a dork.
I updated my resume so it has my new number on it. Woohoo job applications.
I realized that this is the first new, good phone I've had since Corey broke my old one. (Long story there but he snapped it in half. I sorta deserved it). That was last summer and in the time since I've had just hand me down phones from his family and from Jerbs. I love that I have something that's just mine now.
Also, in non phone related news, the other night Jerbs and I were at the mall and I told her I felt kind of losery. (I was having a bad day). She said to me, "Jessica, you're not a loser. You're just tired." It was hilarious, and I want to remember it.
11.26.2012
11.25.2012
New Phone + Jerbs Is A Genius
Let's start at the very beginning of this story.
When Jerbs and I cleaned her dining table off for Thanksgiving, she found two Best Buy giftcards for $10 each that she got last Christmas. She gave them to me because she doesn't shop at Best Buy and I was like cool, free twenty bucks!
Then we started discussing what to do about my phone problem and we decided the best thing was probably just to get me my own cell phone. Nothing fancy, just a prepaid no contract one. We looked at ones at WalMart and then it occurred to me that I could use the Best Buy giftcards for a new phone.
So last night I was looking at phones on Best Buy's website. I really, really liked one that was on sale for $19.99 (regular price of $39.99). I checked online and it was in stock at the local store and I was pretty stoked. But then I double checked and it turned out that the $19.99 price was a Black Friday deal and only good until midnight last night--which meant that by the time I made it to the store it was going to be full price. I was bummed.
And here's where the genius of Jerbs comes in. She looked at the website and pointed out that they do in store pick up for stuff you buy online, and that since the store had it in stock we'd be able to pick it up the next day. So we bought the phone online before the sale ended and chose store pick up. Jerbs was worried that they might not accept the giftcards for prepaid mobile but they did. The difference was like $1.88, so for about two dollars, I got a phone!
We went to pick it up this evening after Jerbs got off work and Theresa happened to be working, so we got to see her for a little while. She also sent us to one of her co-workers who does the mobile phone stuff, and this girl activated my phone for me and got me all set up. It was pretty awesome! I walked out of the store with my phone fully functional and super happy with the service we got.
All in all good times. I really love my new phone and I'm glad to have a working phone again. Like really, really glad.
I think that this was the best way to go. Right now I'm on the pay by day plan and once I get a job I'll switch to the monthly plan (unlimited talk, text, and data/web stuff for $50). I'm hoping that'll be able to happen soon! And I needed to get my own phone anyway. My old phone/number is the one that I got with Corey--so it's part of our shared plan. When I moved he let me stay on it and offered to keep paying for it on the condition that when it was time to renew the contract in March 2013, I'd get my own plan. So . . . it just happened a little earlier than expected.
When Jerbs and I cleaned her dining table off for Thanksgiving, she found two Best Buy giftcards for $10 each that she got last Christmas. She gave them to me because she doesn't shop at Best Buy and I was like cool, free twenty bucks!
Then we started discussing what to do about my phone problem and we decided the best thing was probably just to get me my own cell phone. Nothing fancy, just a prepaid no contract one. We looked at ones at WalMart and then it occurred to me that I could use the Best Buy giftcards for a new phone.
So last night I was looking at phones on Best Buy's website. I really, really liked one that was on sale for $19.99 (regular price of $39.99). I checked online and it was in stock at the local store and I was pretty stoked. But then I double checked and it turned out that the $19.99 price was a Black Friday deal and only good until midnight last night--which meant that by the time I made it to the store it was going to be full price. I was bummed.
And here's where the genius of Jerbs comes in. She looked at the website and pointed out that they do in store pick up for stuff you buy online, and that since the store had it in stock we'd be able to pick it up the next day. So we bought the phone online before the sale ended and chose store pick up. Jerbs was worried that they might not accept the giftcards for prepaid mobile but they did. The difference was like $1.88, so for about two dollars, I got a phone!
We went to pick it up this evening after Jerbs got off work and Theresa happened to be working, so we got to see her for a little while. She also sent us to one of her co-workers who does the mobile phone stuff, and this girl activated my phone for me and got me all set up. It was pretty awesome! I walked out of the store with my phone fully functional and super happy with the service we got.
All in all good times. I really love my new phone and I'm glad to have a working phone again. Like really, really glad.
I think that this was the best way to go. Right now I'm on the pay by day plan and once I get a job I'll switch to the monthly plan (unlimited talk, text, and data/web stuff for $50). I'm hoping that'll be able to happen soon! And I needed to get my own phone anyway. My old phone/number is the one that I got with Corey--so it's part of our shared plan. When I moved he let me stay on it and offered to keep paying for it on the condition that when it was time to renew the contract in March 2013, I'd get my own plan. So . . . it just happened a little earlier than expected.
Six Months & An Evaluation
Today it's been six months since Ex-Fiance told me he didn't think we should get married.
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I remember that moment very well. What was said, how it sounded, what he looked like as he was saying it. It's hard to put into words what I felt when that happened. I was shocked because even though I knew things weren't good, I really wasn't expecting it. As time passed and I decided to go back to Flagstaff and I packed my things and quit my job and I realized that all of those things were really happening, I don't think it's an understatement to say that I felt like my life had done a complete 180 overnight. I was beyond devastated and completely heartbroken. I spent a lot of time crying--randomly bursting into tears at work, crying any time I saw or spoke to Austin, crying whenever I looked at Ex-Fiance. I felt so lost and so . . . out of place. The last two and a half weeks that I was in Kingman Ex-Fiance and I started to reconnect a little, and that was a blessing. I left at least knowing that he didn't hate me and that he did still have some feelings for me. I dreaded coming back to Flagstaff in a way that I had never dreaded anything before. Flagstaff was, in my mind, a place of intense negativity, where a whoooole lot of bad things had happened to me, and I thought, I will never, ever, ever get better there. The day we left for Flagstaff was impossibly difficult for me, because I honestly felt like I was losing my whole life--Ex-Fiance, my parents, my sisters, Austin, my job/co-workers, my car, my gym, a house that I loved, my pets, bell choir, orchestra . . . everything.
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Now it's been six months. Six months since the break up and almost five months since I got back to Flagstaff.
There's a part of me that can't believe it's been this long. For half of a year, I've been single. It's so odd to think that because I really thought, when I got engaged, that I'd never be single again. I also can't believe I came back to Flagstaff, because after I struggled so hard to leave this place behind, I didn't think life would ever, ever bring me back here.
So six months in, how am I doing?
Surprisingly well. I'm honestly shocked at how well I've done since I got to Flagstaff. I thought I'd be a complete mess. I thought I'd get here and be completely unable to function.
But that hasn't been the case.
I've adjusted to taking the bus very well, and instead of thinking all the time about how much I want a car, taking the bus is just second nature. I've started eating a little better and drinking more water and I've lost a few pounds. I've held down a job as well as I could for as long as I could and am actively looking for another. I've worked out. I've written two short stories. I've watched TV and slept and played video games and hung out with Jerbs and . . . well, I've lived my life. And I have taken my medication nearly every.single.day. and I have seen the improvement that comes with it. I've made peace with Jerbs and all the things that happened between us.
I feel like I'm doing much, much better right now than I was six months ago. Mentally, I'm night and day. I am so much healthier now. SO much healthier. I really can't even express the difference in my thought processes and the things I can deal with now. I'm just so much more at home in my own mind. I finally feel like myself, for the first time in years. It's amazing. And honestly, if I had to go through all that heartbreak to finally get to a place of real mental health, then . . . then I'm OK with that. Because what I have needed all along was just to get better. I feel like I've accomplished that since I got here. Do I still have a ways to go? Absolutely. But I'm a hell of a lot closer to my end goals than I've ever been.
Since the move I've found my own inner strength, and I am amazed by it. I never thought I'd be this person. Back in 2009/2010 at the height of my disorder I never thought I'd get better. I started to believe that I was just supposed to be sick, that I wasn't meant for a real, normal life like other people. And now I know how untrue that is, and I am so happy with myself. I really am.
The thing is, I know I still have a lot to work on and a lot to do to get where I want to be. But the thing is, I'm OK with that now. I feel like that's DOABLE. I feel like I can work towards those goals and . . . y'know, meet them, I suppose. Before, if I'd been where I am now, I'd be panicking about it. Panicking and worrying about everything I wanted to do and struggling to figure out how to do it. But now I feel OK with the journey, and that's a beautiful change in myself.
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So how do I feel about Ex-Fiance after six months?
In short, I still love him. I still feel like my heart is his, and I still believe that at some point, we need to have a conversation about us.
I still want a second chance and I still think that we could make things work between us if we tried. I still hope for that. I think that eventually it's going to happen, and I am trying to just be patient until it does. And I'm at a point where I feel really ready to talk things out; I feel like I'd be able to have that conversation now without freaking out or anything like that.
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At any rate, I think that from here I'm only going to keep getting better, and that makes me happy.
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I remember that moment very well. What was said, how it sounded, what he looked like as he was saying it. It's hard to put into words what I felt when that happened. I was shocked because even though I knew things weren't good, I really wasn't expecting it. As time passed and I decided to go back to Flagstaff and I packed my things and quit my job and I realized that all of those things were really happening, I don't think it's an understatement to say that I felt like my life had done a complete 180 overnight. I was beyond devastated and completely heartbroken. I spent a lot of time crying--randomly bursting into tears at work, crying any time I saw or spoke to Austin, crying whenever I looked at Ex-Fiance. I felt so lost and so . . . out of place. The last two and a half weeks that I was in Kingman Ex-Fiance and I started to reconnect a little, and that was a blessing. I left at least knowing that he didn't hate me and that he did still have some feelings for me. I dreaded coming back to Flagstaff in a way that I had never dreaded anything before. Flagstaff was, in my mind, a place of intense negativity, where a whoooole lot of bad things had happened to me, and I thought, I will never, ever, ever get better there. The day we left for Flagstaff was impossibly difficult for me, because I honestly felt like I was losing my whole life--Ex-Fiance, my parents, my sisters, Austin, my job/co-workers, my car, my gym, a house that I loved, my pets, bell choir, orchestra . . . everything.
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Now it's been six months. Six months since the break up and almost five months since I got back to Flagstaff.
There's a part of me that can't believe it's been this long. For half of a year, I've been single. It's so odd to think that because I really thought, when I got engaged, that I'd never be single again. I also can't believe I came back to Flagstaff, because after I struggled so hard to leave this place behind, I didn't think life would ever, ever bring me back here.
So six months in, how am I doing?
Surprisingly well. I'm honestly shocked at how well I've done since I got to Flagstaff. I thought I'd be a complete mess. I thought I'd get here and be completely unable to function.
But that hasn't been the case.
I've adjusted to taking the bus very well, and instead of thinking all the time about how much I want a car, taking the bus is just second nature. I've started eating a little better and drinking more water and I've lost a few pounds. I've held down a job as well as I could for as long as I could and am actively looking for another. I've worked out. I've written two short stories. I've watched TV and slept and played video games and hung out with Jerbs and . . . well, I've lived my life. And I have taken my medication nearly every.single.day. and I have seen the improvement that comes with it. I've made peace with Jerbs and all the things that happened between us.
I feel like I'm doing much, much better right now than I was six months ago. Mentally, I'm night and day. I am so much healthier now. SO much healthier. I really can't even express the difference in my thought processes and the things I can deal with now. I'm just so much more at home in my own mind. I finally feel like myself, for the first time in years. It's amazing. And honestly, if I had to go through all that heartbreak to finally get to a place of real mental health, then . . . then I'm OK with that. Because what I have needed all along was just to get better. I feel like I've accomplished that since I got here. Do I still have a ways to go? Absolutely. But I'm a hell of a lot closer to my end goals than I've ever been.
Since the move I've found my own inner strength, and I am amazed by it. I never thought I'd be this person. Back in 2009/2010 at the height of my disorder I never thought I'd get better. I started to believe that I was just supposed to be sick, that I wasn't meant for a real, normal life like other people. And now I know how untrue that is, and I am so happy with myself. I really am.
The thing is, I know I still have a lot to work on and a lot to do to get where I want to be. But the thing is, I'm OK with that now. I feel like that's DOABLE. I feel like I can work towards those goals and . . . y'know, meet them, I suppose. Before, if I'd been where I am now, I'd be panicking about it. Panicking and worrying about everything I wanted to do and struggling to figure out how to do it. But now I feel OK with the journey, and that's a beautiful change in myself.
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So how do I feel about Ex-Fiance after six months?
In short, I still love him. I still feel like my heart is his, and I still believe that at some point, we need to have a conversation about us.
I still want a second chance and I still think that we could make things work between us if we tried. I still hope for that. I think that eventually it's going to happen, and I am trying to just be patient until it does. And I'm at a point where I feel really ready to talk things out; I feel like I'd be able to have that conversation now without freaking out or anything like that.
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At any rate, I think that from here I'm only going to keep getting better, and that makes me happy.
11.24.2012
Lately
I finally admitted defeat in the air bed battle. I deflated the bed and now I'm just sleeping on the floor on top of it. It's actually not too bad. I sleep for longer chunks of time because I don't wake up every 20 minutes needing to re-inflate the stupid thing, and it's kind of a relief to know I'm not bugging the neighbors with the sound of the inflating or anything. Most mornings I wake up when Jerbs leaves and I go in her bed for a few hours, which is always nice. At this point I'm just keeping my eyes out for a good deal on a mattress/box spring set.
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I've been having phone issues for about a week now. Like, my phone won't let me make calls (when I try it tells me calls aren't allowed from this line), it won't accept calls (when people call me they hear that this person is not currently accepting calls), and I can't send or receive texts. I have no clue what's going on but based on googling it could be my SIM card. This is especially annoying because in the past two weeks I've filled out a ton of job applications and if anyone tries to call the number I gave, they won't be able to reach me. Blech. Still not really sure what I'm going to do about this one. Probably just get a prepaid no contract phone to replace it.
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Adam, Jenny's best friend from college, was out visiting from Florida on Friday. He and Jenny spent the day together and then he spent the night in our living room. Well, I took Benji in the bedroom with me so that he wouldn't bother Adam, and he cuddled up and slept next to me on the floor. It was so sweet, and it made me think of how he used to sleep with me every single night. I love that little dog.
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I've been biting my nails again lately. I have no idea why, because I was doing so well not biting them. Weird. And a little disappointing.
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I have fallen in love with this long haired cat who's up for adoption at PetSmart. He's beautiful and if Jerbs weren't allergic he'd already be here with me, and his name would be Duke Orsino.
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Remember how I talked about missing the deadline for that short short story contest? I was really bummed about that but then I got an email from Writers Digest saying they extended the deadline til December 17th! That doesn't give me much time BUT I think I can come up with at least one entry for it--especially since that weird depressive funk is gone.
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Really, really hoping I start getting calls from jobs soon. I'm sick of being unemployed already and I'm ready to go back to work and make money. I'm already making plans for saving and whatnot and I'm excited to get started on those. All I want is to be able to support myself, really, so hopefully something comes through soon.
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I've been having phone issues for about a week now. Like, my phone won't let me make calls (when I try it tells me calls aren't allowed from this line), it won't accept calls (when people call me they hear that this person is not currently accepting calls), and I can't send or receive texts. I have no clue what's going on but based on googling it could be my SIM card. This is especially annoying because in the past two weeks I've filled out a ton of job applications and if anyone tries to call the number I gave, they won't be able to reach me. Blech. Still not really sure what I'm going to do about this one. Probably just get a prepaid no contract phone to replace it.
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Adam, Jenny's best friend from college, was out visiting from Florida on Friday. He and Jenny spent the day together and then he spent the night in our living room. Well, I took Benji in the bedroom with me so that he wouldn't bother Adam, and he cuddled up and slept next to me on the floor. It was so sweet, and it made me think of how he used to sleep with me every single night. I love that little dog.
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I've been biting my nails again lately. I have no idea why, because I was doing so well not biting them. Weird. And a little disappointing.
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I have fallen in love with this long haired cat who's up for adoption at PetSmart. He's beautiful and if Jerbs weren't allergic he'd already be here with me, and his name would be Duke Orsino.
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Remember how I talked about missing the deadline for that short short story contest? I was really bummed about that but then I got an email from Writers Digest saying they extended the deadline til December 17th! That doesn't give me much time BUT I think I can come up with at least one entry for it--especially since that weird depressive funk is gone.
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Really, really hoping I start getting calls from jobs soon. I'm sick of being unemployed already and I'm ready to go back to work and make money. I'm already making plans for saving and whatnot and I'm excited to get started on those. All I want is to be able to support myself, really, so hopefully something comes through soon.
11.22.2012
Thanksgiving With Jerbs
Today I spent Thanksgiving with Jerbs.
It was a beautiful, beautiful day out--sunny and warmish, with a few white clouds in the sky. Really just perfect weather.
We cooked beef stew in our slow cooker for our Thanksgiving dinner, since neither of us really wanted to invest in a turkey and it was just the two of us anyway. We took a walk through the woods, to the gas station for snacks and drinks, since it was open. We watched the rerun of the Macy's parade. We ate our stew and Jerbs made pumpkin bars for dessert.
All in all not a bad day.
I never, ever would have thought I'd spend another Thanksgiving with Jerbs. Last Thanksgiving, I wouldn't have pictured this as where I'd be a year later.
I thought I'd be a mess today. I really did. I was sure I wouldn't do well, thinking of . . . well, you know. And yeah, I've had a few bad moments where my mind has wandered to Corey and wondered what he's doing and if he's thinking of me, but I've actually done SO MUCH BETTER than I thought I'd do.
I'm amazed. Because really, I've just been . . . happy today.
I really.am.getting.better. I am so thankful for that. I'll probably write more about it later.
For now, I'm going to go play video games with Jerbs.
Happy Thanksgiving!!
It was a beautiful, beautiful day out--sunny and warmish, with a few white clouds in the sky. Really just perfect weather.
We cooked beef stew in our slow cooker for our Thanksgiving dinner, since neither of us really wanted to invest in a turkey and it was just the two of us anyway. We took a walk through the woods, to the gas station for snacks and drinks, since it was open. We watched the rerun of the Macy's parade. We ate our stew and Jerbs made pumpkin bars for dessert.
All in all not a bad day.
I never, ever would have thought I'd spend another Thanksgiving with Jerbs. Last Thanksgiving, I wouldn't have pictured this as where I'd be a year later.
I thought I'd be a mess today. I really did. I was sure I wouldn't do well, thinking of . . . well, you know. And yeah, I've had a few bad moments where my mind has wandered to Corey and wondered what he's doing and if he's thinking of me, but I've actually done SO MUCH BETTER than I thought I'd do.
I'm amazed. Because really, I've just been . . . happy today.
I really.am.getting.better. I am so thankful for that. I'll probably write more about it later.
For now, I'm going to go play video games with Jerbs.
Happy Thanksgiving!!
Thankful Thursday: Miscellaneous
I'm thankful for psychiatric medication. I know that sounds like a bad joke this time of year but it's true. Without the medication I take, I would be exactly where I was 3 years ago, and even though my life is far, far from perfect, I know I'm better off now than I was then. And I'm not just thankful for the drugs. I'm also thankful that I live in a time and a place where there are people who can test for and diagnose what I have. I'm thankful that what I have has been extensively researched and therefore has a known treatment.
I'm thankful that even without insurance I have a family and friends who've all pitched in to get me the help I've needed.
I'm thankful for my education, and I wouldn't change it. I think education is always a good thing. And even though right now, no, I'm not using my degree in a particular job, I'm still glad to have it. And I have no doubt that once I'm back on my feet (and probably out of AZ) I'll be able to put it to very good use. Even if I spend the rest of my life in an unrelated career, I studied something I love, and I'm not sorry for that. Not in the least.
I'm thankful for Jerbs' cats, Irene and Ilya, and of course for Benji. They just make life better and I'm glad to have pets.
I'm thankful for the bus system. If I had a choice I'd have a car, no question, but if the bus system didn't exist I'd be screwed. And I really don't mind taking the bus. Sometimes it's inconvenient but still, better than some alternatives. And there are some really fantastic bus drivers we get to meet, and that makes it OK.
I'm thankful for the diversity of the people I know, both in real life and through blogging. I have friends who are Mormons and friends who are anarchists and friends who are Christians, I have married friends and single friends and widowed friends and divorced friends, I have friends who struggle with infertility and friends who have 5 kids, I have friends who are politically conservative and friends who are politically liberal, I have friends who are gay and straight and trans . . . and it amazes me. I'm grateful for all of the different views and ideas and lifestyles I've been exposed to through my friends. So whoever you're are, if you're reading this, keep doin' what you're doin', because you're awesome for it.
I'm thankful that even without insurance I have a family and friends who've all pitched in to get me the help I've needed.
I'm thankful for my education, and I wouldn't change it. I think education is always a good thing. And even though right now, no, I'm not using my degree in a particular job, I'm still glad to have it. And I have no doubt that once I'm back on my feet (and probably out of AZ) I'll be able to put it to very good use. Even if I spend the rest of my life in an unrelated career, I studied something I love, and I'm not sorry for that. Not in the least.
I'm thankful for Jerbs' cats, Irene and Ilya, and of course for Benji. They just make life better and I'm glad to have pets.
I'm thankful for the bus system. If I had a choice I'd have a car, no question, but if the bus system didn't exist I'd be screwed. And I really don't mind taking the bus. Sometimes it's inconvenient but still, better than some alternatives. And there are some really fantastic bus drivers we get to meet, and that makes it OK.
I'm thankful for the diversity of the people I know, both in real life and through blogging. I have friends who are Mormons and friends who are anarchists and friends who are Christians, I have married friends and single friends and widowed friends and divorced friends, I have friends who struggle with infertility and friends who have 5 kids, I have friends who are politically conservative and friends who are politically liberal, I have friends who are gay and straight and trans . . . and it amazes me. I'm grateful for all of the different views and ideas and lifestyles I've been exposed to through my friends. So whoever you're are, if you're reading this, keep doin' what you're doin', because you're awesome for it.
11.20.2012
Weigh In # 10
So basically I've still been sucking at the whole diet thing.
BUT I wanted to write this week because I'm feeling a lot better mentally and a lot more motivated to get back on track.
In fact, last night, I went and worked out! I sucked it up and bundled up and walked my ass to the workout room. I only did 20 minutes (and that was plenty) but . . . gotta start somewhere. As bad as it felt, it also felt good . . . that sounds completely illogical but it's actually not.
So here's to getting back on track. Thank God I'm finally getting to that point!
BUT I wanted to write this week because I'm feeling a lot better mentally and a lot more motivated to get back on track.
In fact, last night, I went and worked out! I sucked it up and bundled up and walked my ass to the workout room. I only did 20 minutes (and that was plenty) but . . . gotta start somewhere. As bad as it felt, it also felt good . . . that sounds completely illogical but it's actually not.
So here's to getting back on track. Thank God I'm finally getting to that point!
11.18.2012
Sentimental Sunday: Dumb Stuff My Mom Has Said
I love my mom. I really do. I love her to bits and pieces and I think she's amazing.
BUT my mom is one of those people who occasionally speaks without thinking, which means that over the years she's said some things that sound pretty . . . well, dumb. And we like to give her crap for it. Because what kind of family wouldn't?
For the record, the teasing is always good natured, and my mom laughs at herself right along with us. Plus, this is a trait she definitely passed on to me . . . lucky for me, huh? I could probably write a book of all the dumb crap I've said.
But my favorite Mom ones are just enough for a blog post.
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Once, in high school, she picked me and a classmate up from marching band practice. It was dark out and as we were driving my classmate home, my mom suddenly says, "Y'know, if it were daytime, I could see a lot better." There was a moment of silence, and then my mom started laughing because she realized what she'd said.
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One summer my mom took my sisters and I to the mall in Laughlin to shop for school clothes. Since it's Laughlin, the main part of the mall parking lot is lined with palm trees, and almost every parking space is under one. Apparently my mom didn't notice when we drove in, because as we parked, she said, "Girls, remember, we parked under a palm tree."
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Once we were playing Scene It, and the game was where there were two pictures and you had to guess a movie title based on the pictures. This particular one had a picture of the solar system, and then a traffic jam. The answer was Space Jam, and while we were all thinking about, my mom suddenly blurted out, "PLANET TRAFFIC?" Cuz y'know . . . planet traffic is totally a movie. It was hilarious.
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This one is probably my favorite. When I was 16, my parents bought me a car. Nothing fancy, just a 1984 Chevy Cavalier that they bought off a friend for $250. (I LOVED that car). Well, when we first got it, the power steering wasn't working well, and since I only had my permit, my parents were iffy about letting me drive it. One night I convinced my mom to let me drive, and we went to Sonic, because we could get there on the back roads. My mom drove there but said I could drive back. After we'd ordered ice cream and were ready to leave, we switched seats. I went to adjust the rear view mirror, and . . . it came off the windshield. Like, just snapped off. It was so random. And I gasped, and my mom, who had been watching the whole thing, asked what happened. I said, "It came off!" When I said that, I was holding the mirror in my hand. My mother's response? "Are you serious?"
BUT my mom is one of those people who occasionally speaks without thinking, which means that over the years she's said some things that sound pretty . . . well, dumb. And we like to give her crap for it. Because what kind of family wouldn't?
For the record, the teasing is always good natured, and my mom laughs at herself right along with us. Plus, this is a trait she definitely passed on to me . . . lucky for me, huh? I could probably write a book of all the dumb crap I've said.
But my favorite Mom ones are just enough for a blog post.
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Once, in high school, she picked me and a classmate up from marching band practice. It was dark out and as we were driving my classmate home, my mom suddenly says, "Y'know, if it were daytime, I could see a lot better." There was a moment of silence, and then my mom started laughing because she realized what she'd said.
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One summer my mom took my sisters and I to the mall in Laughlin to shop for school clothes. Since it's Laughlin, the main part of the mall parking lot is lined with palm trees, and almost every parking space is under one. Apparently my mom didn't notice when we drove in, because as we parked, she said, "Girls, remember, we parked under a palm tree."
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Once we were playing Scene It, and the game was where there were two pictures and you had to guess a movie title based on the pictures. This particular one had a picture of the solar system, and then a traffic jam. The answer was Space Jam, and while we were all thinking about, my mom suddenly blurted out, "PLANET TRAFFIC?" Cuz y'know . . . planet traffic is totally a movie. It was hilarious.
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This one is probably my favorite. When I was 16, my parents bought me a car. Nothing fancy, just a 1984 Chevy Cavalier that they bought off a friend for $250. (I LOVED that car). Well, when we first got it, the power steering wasn't working well, and since I only had my permit, my parents were iffy about letting me drive it. One night I convinced my mom to let me drive, and we went to Sonic, because we could get there on the back roads. My mom drove there but said I could drive back. After we'd ordered ice cream and were ready to leave, we switched seats. I went to adjust the rear view mirror, and . . . it came off the windshield. Like, just snapped off. It was so random. And I gasped, and my mom, who had been watching the whole thing, asked what happened. I said, "It came off!" When I said that, I was holding the mirror in my hand. My mother's response? "Are you serious?"
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