I've been holding my tongue for the past few months and it's a relief that it's not a secret anymore. It's Facebook official, LoL. Lisa, my confidante and bestie for life, is engaged!! She has found the man she is meant to spend her life with and I couldn't be happier for her!
No more hiding the reasons for my trips back home (ie: the January trip for the Wedding Gown Adventure). And when people ask me about taking vacation time to visit them, I can tell them why it's not feasible at this time.
I can be giddy out loud about finding the perfect bridesmaid dress. I can squeal in excitement and not worry about who's in earshot. I can be ecstatic and chatty and turn every conversation into wedding talk if I want to.
I can tell people that I will be home again the week of June 17th for the festivities.
And I can tell Lisa that she is hands down one of the most important people in my life. We have so many memories with each other in them. We 'get' each other. She has been in my life for my biggest moments. I am so blessed that she has asked me to be a part of her very special day.
Nix and Keeves. Anna and Jewie. Ella and Bessie. Lisa and Shelby.
I love you, girl. Congratulations!
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Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Saturday, January 14, 2012
Foolish Wishes
When I was younger, I had these huge wishes that I wanted to fulfill one day. Looking back on those days, I can only laugh and shake my head.
Wish # 1 : I wanted to be the girl with glasses, braces and freckles. I had the freckles. I got the glasses in 8th grade. I got the braces after high school.
What I think now : Why on earth would I want all three things at once? Not a clue. I have learned to embrace my freckles. They are angel kisses, after all. I switched to contact lenses in 2003. Best. Move. Ever. I still like wearing glasses before bedtime and occasionally as a fashion statement, but contacts are awesome. The braces were crucial. I used to be so embarrassed smiling for pictures. I would hide, if possible. Now, it’s nearly impossible to wipe the smile off my face.
Wish # 2 : I wanted to be the proud owner of a turquoise Geo Storm with a vanity license plate that read “SHELBYS” and a license plate frame around it, so the entire statement would read “This is SHELBYS baby. Hands off!”
What I think now : HAHAHAHAHA pretty much sums it up.
Wish # 3 : My future childrens’ names were going to be Denim and Lace.
What I think now : Good thing I wasn’t a tween mom. My kids would have every reason to sue for emancipation. Or they would be destined to become strippers.
It’s funny how some so-called brilliant ideas change over time. Goes to show that kids know nothing. I will have no problem letting my future children know that truth. Then I will tell them to be grateful that I didn’t name them while walking through a fabric store.
Wish # 1 : I wanted to be the girl with glasses, braces and freckles. I had the freckles. I got the glasses in 8th grade. I got the braces after high school.
What I think now : Why on earth would I want all three things at once? Not a clue. I have learned to embrace my freckles. They are angel kisses, after all. I switched to contact lenses in 2003. Best. Move. Ever. I still like wearing glasses before bedtime and occasionally as a fashion statement, but contacts are awesome. The braces were crucial. I used to be so embarrassed smiling for pictures. I would hide, if possible. Now, it’s nearly impossible to wipe the smile off my face.
Wish # 2 : I wanted to be the proud owner of a turquoise Geo Storm with a vanity license plate that read “SHELBYS” and a license plate frame around it, so the entire statement would read “This is SHELBYS baby. Hands off!”
What I think now : HAHAHAHAHA pretty much sums it up.
Wish # 3 : My future childrens’ names were going to be Denim and Lace.
What I think now : Good thing I wasn’t a tween mom. My kids would have every reason to sue for emancipation. Or they would be destined to become strippers.
It’s funny how some so-called brilliant ideas change over time. Goes to show that kids know nothing. I will have no problem letting my future children know that truth. Then I will tell them to be grateful that I didn’t name them while walking through a fabric store.
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