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This Would Be Awesome!!

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Come up with a crazy business idea.

That the government had to pay stay at home moms a salary. I know, I know. If you magically come up with something for the government to do it just makes taxes go higher…

Instead let’s say this…If you are a stay at home mom, your husband gets a tax break.

Because, us, stay at home moms do so much. And I wish I could help out my husband financially. I know I do in a sense. We don’t have to pay for daycare, cooking, cleaning, laundry, gym, school, etc. It was about 2 years ago, when I looked up to see how much money would a stay at home mom make; and it was about $160,000 a year. I just looked now, and it’s saying closer to $180,000.

Really. Tax break would be awesome!! Like you naturally get, say $20,000 tax refund plus your other additional tax return. I think that sounds amazing!!

Just something extra for all our hard work. An extra incentive for having the greatest and hardest job of all time!! Seriously!! My days seem to be like Tetris…how much can I fit into a day?!?

So I don’t know if this actually counts as a business idea. But it would be truly awesome!!

Just an idea…

.-.-.

We are tough,

We are strong.

We are enough.

Our days are very long.

We feed you.

Bathe you.

Teach you.

Even prepare you!

Payment you might ask?

No money for us.

It is said,

Give us your love instead.

.-.-.

To all the mamas out there!

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“Just Pretty”
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I felt inspired to do a pretty picture. Probably because it’s so cold outside. I miss all the colors.

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Describe an item you were incredibly attached to as a youth. What became of it?

Mr. Pinky!!

I got a big pink bear for my first Christmas. My mom says I fell into him and gave him snuggles instantly!!

I don’t know why my giant pink bear became a boy bear but that’s what’s his name was and still is.

Yep! I still have him. My kiddos play with him now. I also have pictures of my kiddos giving Mr. Pinky hugs and kisses.

He still looks good for being so old. He has dirt marks that I guess I couldn’t get clean. Lipstick marks because when I was little I would find a lipstick smear it all over my face and give Mr. Pinky extra big kisses. Haha!

But he also is slowly falling apart at some seams so I sacrificed a pair of my shorts and he now has shorts on. It was kind of disturbing to me that the shorts fit him perfectly… I’m the same size as my giant bear…not cool.

But we will have to see how long he is around. Maybe he will get snuggles and kisses from grand babies in the future. I don’t know what is the final plan for Mr. Pinky. But he will stay with me as long as possible. Or unless one of my grandkids in the future desperately needs him. We shall see.

Mr. Pinky!! Many years and counting…
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Gift..?

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What is the greatest gift someone could give you?

An indoor swimming pool.

Where we live for some reason they won’t enclose their pool and make it year round. You travel anywhere else and everywhere there is an indoor pool.

The husband and I have talked about building an indoor pool on our property. But that would only happen if we were rolling in the money.

But even if they just enclosed our city pool. I would love to swim laps all year long.

That’s what my body craves. Because when I finally get to swim laps I feel all brand new. I feel ready for the day. I feel…good!

But instead the city wants to spend their money on terrible quality roads. Transit buses that are not needed. Building more homes in a town that doesn’t have enough water.

Maybe I’ll just buy one of those Sun Spas. You know it’s only $10,000. Chump change.

No instead, we drive a distance to a pool that is awesome. The husband says the next time I can swim laps longer. So excited!!!

Have a great Thursday!

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Life Of Two Best Friends: College CHPT 41

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Life Of Two Best Friends: College CHPT 40

CHAPTER 41

I fell to my bed. My last class just finished and I was trying to catch some sleep before afternoon practice. I need to excel in something today, and swimming is my
best option. I didn’t know that college was going to be this hard. Now I understand why the orientation speaker said that grades would fluctuate, because mine have.
It’s only been 9 days of school and I already feel behind in my academic classes. Plus with the whole stupidity of the upperclassmen. ‘Man. Why can’t they just leave me alone.’ I had my eyes closed only for maybe five minutes when there was a sudden knock, and the door opened. I sat up expecting Jeremy or Timothy, only to have Coach Jones standing in my doorway. I bolted up into a standing position. “Coach Jones?”

“No need to be nervous. Sit back down,” Coach left the door propped open and sat down in Jeremy’s desk chair. “Can we talk a minute?”

“Sure,” I sat on the edge of my bed and gave Coach my full attention. “What’s up Coach?”

“Well…I heard about what happened today in the courtyard, but first I want to ask how its been going? Are you managing?”

‘I knew Coach would hear about what happened today, but it seemed like he wasn’t mad about it.’ “I’m trying to manage. College is more difficult than I had expected.
Mostly the morning practices with homework. Physics homework has always been easy to me, but I’ve been struggling to finish. But I should be able to get a handle on things after a few more days.” ‘I didn’t know if that last part was true or not, but I knew it had to be. If I couldn’t figure things out then something would have to give; and swimming was not an option.’

Coach Jones didn’t speak at first, “Hmmm, I was hoping you would tell me you were fine, because I had hope to move you to a new room right after the mock meet in three
days. But Now that I’m hearing this…”

“No, Coach,” I interrupted him. “If you want me to move, I’ll move. Everything is going to work itself out. I won’t let anything hinder my swimming.”

Coach held up a hand, “Don’t worry about that George. I know swimming is still your top priority; I was just more concerned with your lack of sleep. You are trying to figure this out, and if I move you to a new room you would have a new added stress of fitting in with your roommates.” Coach looked around the room. “I will say though. For you having a tough time in college your area is quite in order. No one would know you are having a tough time. His eyes landed on the bed next to mine, “And this is?”

I laughed, “That’s Jeremy’s, of course.” It was a tangled up mess.

Coach Jones shook his head and chuckled. The smile on his face disappeared and he again turned his attention back to mine. “About what happened today, I was surprised at your role in it.”

‘I was surprised as well; what did he mean my role?’

My face must have revealed my thoughts, because Coach Jones held up a hand, “No need to answer. I’m not accusing you of starting things or anything. I was just surprised and your reaction. That you actually retaliated.”

“I shoved him away. I didn’t think that was such a bad response.”

“No. After seeing the footage from a security camera, I was proud you didn’t swing at Bryan. But you should have not done anything. I don’t know if you know this, but
you have a reputation at this school. From your time swimming for me the last two years you are seen as a leader. Racing Kevin the first day of practice, hardworking
and determined. What happened at the cafrateria with Bryan, Brave and strong. But then now today, quick but short tempered.”

I tried to interrupt, but Coach Jones stopped me.

“George,” Coach Jones grabbed the back of his neck,”I know that Bryan has become a problem. There will be repercussions for his actions today, but it is his last year, thankfully.” Coach looked me in the eye, “I hope you can be the change for this school; at least a change for the swimming team. If you can survive this school year without
any incidents I would really wish for you to be the captain on this team next year. You have the skills in the pool to be the captain, but you must use this year to gain the respect from your teammates. All of them. Bryan, may be a lost cause but his buddies were not always followers. The quality of athlete has diminished these last few years. Can I count on you to be a leader of the team?”

‘Wow. I didn’t realize that I was truly leadership material. I know I have been captain before, but I thought I would be on the lower list of candidates for about two
years.’ Looking up into Coach Jones questioning face I knew I needed to step up. That I needed to be the athlete that Coach needed. “Yes Coach. You can count on me
to fill that role.”

“With that said, maybe I should leave you to it; get some rest before practice tonight,” Coach Jones got up from the chair and walked back to the door.

“Coach,” I stood by the edge of my bed, “I am sorry for not being able to keep my composure this afternoon. I will work on it.”

“I know you will. You will be one of the greats. In and out of the pool,” with that Coach exited the room and closed the door behind himself.

‘I really need to work hard this year to be the person and athlete that Coach needs.’ I relaxed back onto my sheets. I’ll rest for maybe thirty minutes and then I’ll get some homework done now; maybe that will make college easier.

…

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Word Of The Day: Ubiquitous 12-28-23

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Ubiquitous

Synonyms: ever-present, present every where, omnipresent, everywhere, etc.

.-.-.

Life is full of these,

They never seem to leave.

They always linger,

Even if you point your finger;

They stay.

.-.

Mother’s, father’s, sister’s, brother’s;

These things thrive in summers.

Different shapes, colors, and design.

Why do they never decline!

Instead, they stay.

.-.

You can search,

But they are always perched.

You can clean,

But they return to the scene.

They stay.

.-.

Can you guess?

Or do you too feel the stress?

I love them still,

I find what I can and then chill.

The socks.

.-.-.

I had my husband choose the topic today. He was listing off different things, but I laughed when he said socks. Because it’s so true. So socks was the theme.

No matter how many you pick up they always seem to grow more. Or when you go to fold socks, you never have all the matches. It’s mind boggling.

But I do, I love socks. I continue to buy them. They make me happy. My daughter actually gave me a couple pairs of the slipper socks. I love those too!!

Have a wonderful Thursday!! Try to catch ‘em!! (Socks, Not Pokémon. Haha)

Socks…? How many?
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Easy.

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What is your all time favorite automobile?

A 2010 bright orange mustang. I actually have a picture of me standing next to one; when I was 17! I was determined to have one. Orange was my favorite color!

Instead, my first vehicle wasn’t until I was 27. And… I got an efficient car. At least it was cherry red. That’s somewhat close to orange… right?

Also a mustang would have impossible with kids. Folding over in half to put a baby in…Nope! Not happening.

So I didn’t get my dream car, but I love Jams. (That’s what I’ve named my car) Jams’ is awesome! We got Jams because of the gas mileage. A full tank of gas can go over 400 miles! And when we got Jams is was about $12 to fill up. Now, it more like $30; but that tank of gas will last me 1-2 months.

Look at me…bragging about my Jams. Haha 😂 but definitely Jams is now my dream car. So much so, I wish I could gift one to my mama. 🩷

And if you were curious…

The name Jams comes from the live action Aladdin movie. The scene with all the jams. If you’ve seen it, you know!

Well. My dream car was just that. A dream. But my reality car is perfect for me, my life, and family.

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Life Of Two Best Friends: College CHPT 40

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Life Of Two Beat Friends: College CHPT 39

CHAPTER 40

Coach was not kidding. College was not something that would be easy to get accustomed to. Classes were fine. Practices were fine. But once morning practices were added on top of that list it became hectic. I was and am still amazed I am able to know what day of the week it is. How do people survive being a double major; let alone doing this for four years? But I’m commited to this spiral of chaos.

…

“Dude,” Jeremy pulled me back, “are you even listening to us?”

I had been listening, but then I must have drifted off for the last maybe five minutes. I opened my eyes to see Jeremy shoveling food into his mouth, Timothy and Charlie were working on homework, where as I was snoozing on the table. “Sorry man,” I sat up and stretch my tight muscles, “just…you know…everything has been difficult.”

“Oh, believe me I know its difficult. I thought highschool was hard, but College seems impossible. I’m now understamding why people told me not to do a double major.
Especially a swimming double major. Other sports I’ve heard don’t have as grueling as a schedule as us. That morning practices are only every other day, and their afternoon practices aren’t always practices. Sometimes their coach does weightlifting sessions instead. Why did I have to be a swimmer?”

‘Every other morning! That would be fesible. Its just the every day. The afternoon practices being long and hard, then going back to the dorm room to finish up on the impossible physics homework, to once again be getting up at 4:30am to another grueling morning.’ “I know what you mean. For me it’s more like why did I choose physics? I could have done Chemistry, Science, even Art. Something not so difficult.”

Timothy and Charlie nodded but then continued with their studies They were in the same major of Physical Education. Even that would have been a good major. It at least would have been in the same ideology of swimming. I could have worked on strengthing my swimming while also swimming.

“Ahhh…are the little baby freshmen having a tough time?” a voice came up behind us.

‘Not what I wanted or needed.’ Bryan had been keeping a distance when we were on the pool deck, but if he ever crossed paths with us on campus he always took it as a
chance to try and get a reaction out of one of us. Ever since the day I took his hand off of Charlie there had been rumors. That Bryan was scared of a freshman. He wasn’t, but once that idea got into the air more and more outlandish rumors started. ‘I really hate rumors.’

Maybe it was because I was so exhausted but I almost turned around to confront him, but thankfully Jeremy caught my eye before I did anything rash, and I shifted my body as if I was just stretching.

“I’m really getting fed up by your…” Bryan raised his voice as he came closer to our table.

‘Enough!’ I stood up turning to Bryan, and quickly dodged the fist coming for my face. Bryan stepped back suddenly almost falling. He must not have expcted me to stand. I just stared at Bryan. No movement in his direction. “So this is what the upperclassmen do to their teammates?” I gestured to my friends “That’s what we are and will be for at least this year, teammates. So why don’t you act like one,” I turned my back to them, gathering up my belongings. “Let’s go guys.”

“George! Duck!” Jermey was lunging towards me.

I squatted down and turned just as another fist whizzed over my head. ‘Not again.’ I shoved Bryan out of my space. He tripped on his way down and fell to the floor.
His buddies were now behind him helping him up off the floor. “So this is how the upperclassmen swimmers are at this school,” I walked over to Bryan and his goons. “Bullies. But not even normal bullies, but ones that will hit someone with their back to them. Real brave…” I had no chuckles for them, I just took my belongings and walked out of the courtyard with the guys. I’m not one to fight on land; I will settle this in the pool.

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Positively Impacted My Life??

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Obviously, my husband would be an easy answer. He has great impacted my life for the better. But I think I want to use this time to say my older brother.

My older brother had a great influence in my life. He was always the role model of a strong man in my life. As you all know, my dad was not someone in my life and I had no desire for him to be present either. So to me my older brother filled that role. If I needed help, he was the one I went to.

Now that I am living miles and miles away from my old home; I am realizing how much time I spent with my older brother. During my early teenage years, I would spend time watching him play the piano; Sometimes I would chime in and sing if a song I knew came up. Strangely I felt comfortable enough to sing in front of my brother, but never for anyone else. I would sit and watch him play World of Warcraft; it was incredibly boring, except for the beautiful colors and the imaginative creativity that they had to design the game. We would play board games together. That became a normal thing; my brother had game nights with his buddies over the years, and I was cool enough to tag along.

I have to say it is pretty amazing that I was able to tag along, because when I was a child i tormented my brother. I am amazed that we had such a strong relationship as I grew up; because I know at one point, he probably wanted to strangle me.

But even when I went through the stupid dating experience too young; I remember my brother coming up to me saying, “If you need me to do anything I’m there for you.” I felt so protected in that moment. My older brother was always a shy introvert like me; so, to know he would step up and be my protector made me swell with pride for him.

I even had thought that I wanted my husband to ask my brother for permission to marry me, but it was my mom’s role. But my brother would have been the second person in line.

I also had thought about having my brother give me away at my wedding. Again, I had always seen my mom give me away, but again my brother would have been my next choice.

I can’t really label what in my life has been influenced by him, because to me without him I probably would have seen men different. If life had just been us leaving a verbally abusive dad without a strong male example for me; I’m scared to think who I would have become. I have to thank my brother so much!

I love you big brother!!

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12-18-23
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Strange Thought Today…

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I feel like I wasted a few hours binge watching a show. It was a current modern show. About a girl finding love young. 16. And she made so many mistakes. I don’t know if it’s because I’m older, or I was 16 once, but I couldn’t enjoy the show. That as I watched it I was hoping she would change. But she kept making mistakes.

And then when she was at the crossroads moment; she calls her mom for advice and her mom says, “I want you to have several loves before settling on the one”…wow. The mom could have done some good parenting and helped her daughter, but instead gave her the worst advice. My advice would have been, “don’t decide anything now. You are still young. Just leave it alone and just live life dating free, until you figure out who you are and what you want.”

Is that so difficult. Maybe I’m naive. I know I didn’t listen to my mom’s advice when I was 16. But as a mama now, I would tell my daughter the deep hard stuff. Even if all she wants is a pat on the back. Because to me that’s not good parenting.

When I started the show I had this thought. “Maybe I’ll use this show as an example to my daughter in the future.” Show her that you don’t need to date at 16. That it is better to wait. I wish I had. I wish my husband had been my first love. He was my first real true love.

But that thought is gone. As the show continued the girl kept going against my views on life. Now it just makes me worried about the future. But I have to trust that my husband and I will continue to do good parenting. That my daughter will know what is important in life.

Also for my son. The boys in the show were not the greatest. But they too didn’t have great parenting. I want to parent my son so that he knows how to treat women in his future.

I’m terrified of them growing up. Also them growing up in today’s world. The world is going crazy! But I will continue to educate my kiddos on morals and character.

But I have a piece of hope for them. My kiddos are strong-willed, stubborn, intelligent, but still warm with love. And I hope they continue to be that way. Because they will not be bullied into changing their points of views. I know that may come back to bite me, but I want them prepared for whatever their world will look like.

This is just a worried mama post. Haha! Enjoy your weekend. I’m going to be staying away from new shows. They always disappoint me. This was the first new thing I’ve watched since 2017. That was the last time I saw a movie in a theater. I’ll just stick to what I like and watch the same things over and over again.

Another random question to think about. I saw a short video on someone asking this question. “What was the last movie you saw in theaters that the entire audience applauded?”I can only remember 2 movies; they left a strong impression on me. Spoilers.

#1 Star Wars: The Last Jedi. The moment Luke Skywalker dusts off his shoulder. That moment was epic. The audience erupted!! It was a moment to remember. This was the last movie I saw at a theater.

#2 Harry Potter: The Deathly Hallows Part 2. The audience erupted at the start. I went opening night. It was amazing!! But then also when He Who Must Not Be Named (trying to not spoil) died. The moment it happened everyone screamed or WHOO! at the screen. Again epic!

But that is the last time I remember it happened. As you read in a previous post I like a wide range of movies. But it’s been a while since I was wowed!!

Just think to yourself. What was yours??

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What will they say about me…?

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Tell us one thing you hope people say about you.

I was:

A stubborn believer. I won’t change my beliefs for anyone. I will always, and to the end be a believer in Christ Jesus the Lord!!

A loving smartypants wife. I am a lovingly wife. My husband knows. But I can also be a pain. Haha 😂 in a sarcastic way. Sarcasm is our second language.

A daughter. I love my mama!! She is still my best friend. It’s difficult to be so far from her. Not what I had first thought my future would be like. But she is supportive and adamant of our dream on living away. 🥰

A somewhat patient, but warm mama; and an above average homemaker. I try. Being a mama is hard. I’m still trying to figure it out. And it will only continue to get harder; if we keep adding kids. But I still love this job. Even though some days I feel like I have no hair by the end of the day. Also the home maker job….it’s hard to juggle the mama responsibilities with all the other chores. Again I’m not perfect. I probably have the kitchen requirements to 85% but the rest of the house is only at 70%. But not bad. But the husband keeps trying to help me.

An artist. I want to be an artist. I would love to be an anonymous artist. That only you on this blog would know. But that my art could speak for itself. Because also…I’m incredibly busy. Finding time to paint will be hard enough. But I do desperately want to get my art out there!!

I don’t what else is there….I think this sums me up!!

Have a great day!

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12-14-23