Oh lord, I don't know where to begin. My MIL visited....When I mention a visit ppl always ask HOW I get along with her and I guess you could say alright. She's ok..she has appalling sanitation ( I swear she will leave a public restroom (the only restroom where I am IN the restroom with her) without washing her hands). *shiver* She made some tuna fish because I didn't have time to go in the kitchen and make it because I was packing for the kids for our trip. I didn't WANT her in my kitchen but it just worked out that way and then I refused to eat the tuna all vaca and luckily the kids don't like it. I can't help it! All I could think about was her lack of hand washing..ick!
I got a tattoo. I like it but I didn't know until after I got the tattoo that ink 'migrates' more on the foot, which is like where it gets fuzzy looking so it needs touch-ups and re-does more often. It also does that on the face and hands faster than other parts of the body. It requires extra care and caution during the healing process which is a bit different than other parts of the body.I ALSO did not know until right before I got it that the foot is one of the most painful places to get a tattoo. After all this was my FIRST tattoo and that was kinda like jumping in FULL blast, if you know what I mean. After reading up on foot tats I can't help but feel a bit smug and proud of myself for enduring the pain. It's a bit like a badge of courage that's visible to everyone when my other 'badges' aren't, meaning the figurative ones not the literal ones. It's like I can say "Look, what I did. I made it through 'trial by fire' and came out the other side". But in looking back, it was so typically ME. I don't like doing things by halves or in a wishy washy manner. If I'm going to do something then I'm gonna jump in with both feet firmly planted and a firm grip on reality. I picked my tattoo faster than my hubby and once I had done that and picked the spot (my foot) then I was all business. I'm not one to meander or debate. I like fast, snappy decisions in life. My husband and I are so opposite in the this way. Well, he is as prone to me to make rash decisions occasionally but he's definitely the more wishy washy one. I tend to make snap decisions and follow them through blindly (even if the wrong in my decision is pointed out). I believe in dedicating yourself to it 100% once you've decided on a course of action. Anyways, I will really like it when the swelling goes down ( a side effect of a foot tattoo). And I'm super bummed about no more water activities for pretty much the whole rest of this summer (because you can't submerge the tat).
I don't know why I'm so restless lately. I just got back from SLC on a four day mini-vaca and I'm already thinking of jettin' up to Pinedale for a little mini-vaca with the hubs. Summer does this to me I think...And I'm thinking of taking a couple weeks in August and going back to Texas to see the fam there..driving this time which might sound crazy to some (that's me, CRAZY.) but I need my car...it's like my turtle shell, my home away from home. I feel severely naked without it AND my house when in Texas.
We're thinking of getting an Ipad. Our desktop is pretty much adios and Foy doesn't like sharing the laptop with me. He thinks he needs his own so we thought about getting me an Ipad with memory for pics, tunes..I can access the Internet and download books like the Kindle. (How did we get to having to be a TWO computer family? It seems with every extravagance we indulge in somehow there becomes a point where we can't seeing going BACK..to whatever was BEFORE.) Then again Foy (always wanting to take it a step farther) thinks maybe we should just get a Apple laptop (like MacAir) and be done with it but then if we do that then I want a Kindle AND then I was thinking that SCREW IT..I just want a Kindle anyways SOOOOOOO..who knows what we're gonna do. I don't know why I felt like telling you, reader, of this on-going internal debate.
I think that pretty much covers anything of IMPORTANCE that is going on with me right now.
On a less literal note, I was thinking tonight about how there are different ideas of 'fun' for everyone. I had a discussion with Foy about what he thinks is fun because I had come to the conclusion that we were fighting more because he was unhappy and I love my husband and I want to make him happy so I simply asked...what will make you happy? And he doesn't know..lol...or he says, playing the PlayStation...but he said honestly, it's been so long since he had fun that he doesn't even know anymore and that made me sad. It made me real sad cuz then he asked me and I thought..I have fun ALL the time. Every day is fun for me. Spending time with my kids, doing activities with them...seeing their faces light up..THAT is fun for me. I genuinely LIKE my kids (most of the time) and I love spending time with them and they make me smile and they make me happy...how sad for him that he doesn't feel the same. I have a feeling that whatever I did though..I would find fun in. You can make lots of things fun if your just determined to have fun and patient when things are not going that way...if you are fluid and change...if you have empathy and are kind. Fun is free and to be had everywhere. I hope you find some fun today, reader... : D
