The "What If" Lady

That's officially my new other name... Besides Drew's Mom.. which is my favorite name ever...


Last night I was looking through some of the stuff that's going to go back into my room after the remodel is done, and I was wondering how I've accumulated so much.... STUFF.. 


and I came to the conclusion that I am the "What If" lady. 
I buy things simply because... What if?


-What if I need a sweater tonight and I don't have one in the car? (stop by Target and buy a new one)


-What if I might go somewhere fancy one day? (buy that adorable dress... even though I hate dresses)


-What if I decide to travel one day? (buy those books on England and Egypt..)


The list goes on and on..... 


and not only when it comes to buying stuff. 


-Usually Drew and I each have an extra change of clothes in the trunk of the car because... What If?


-In my purse you will find children's tylenol, children's cough medicine, band aids, and fruit snacks because... What If?


-The only reason I got a credit card was because.... WHAT IF? (now that one is probably actually pretty practical.. except it's used on some of the above "what if" non-emergency purchases too... )


And then there's the mental and emotional "What Ifs" in my life.... 


-Don't date, because what if Drew gets attached and things don't work out?


-Never become financially dependent upon anyone else because what if something happens and they can't support you?


-Don't have another baby because what if Drew gets jealous and doesn't want a sibling?


What if is EXHAUSTING.... but it's seriously the story of my life... 


Part of me thinks that "What if" is practical.. it's being responsible and being prepared... 
but then the other part thinks I'm freaking paranoid... of practically everything. 


Who knows.... 
Maybe while I'm laying on the beach all weekend I'll take some time to try to figure it out... 


But what if I get eaten by a shark?  =)

What I Learned This Weekend...

This weekend I learned:


-That I am just raising the male version of myself. This little boy has my attitude, stubbornness and silly sense of humor down to a tee... Mini-Me continues to challenge (and entertain) me on a daily basis. 


-Painting outside on a windy day when your house is surrounded by trees is a BAD idea.


-Paint colors never look exactly the way they do on those little cards in the store.


-Going to a movie at noon automatically means popcorn and candy for lunch.


-Having family as neighbors isn't always a great idea.


-Apparently there are a few reasons having a man around the house would be good for. But not nearly enough reasons to make me ever do that. 


-Drew's daycare thinks I'm rich. I will be paying an additional $80 a month this summer on top of the higher rate I was already expecting to pay.... looks like buying new furniture will be put off a bit.


-Everything that's "mine" is also Drew's... even ice cream..... I'll never be used to sharing my ice cream.


-I have 28 sweater/ sweat shirts... I live in So Cal, why in the world do I need that many??


*Hope you all had a great weekend!! 

Letters To Me...

Last September I wrote a letter to my past selves.... just a few notes of things I would tell my younger self if I had the chance.. It was a good way for me to reflect.. and I hope to continue it every few years or so..

To the six year old care free wonder....

Be nicer to your big sis. You need her forever more than you can imagine. Believe it or not there will be more to this world than just dolls and chocolate chip cookies. Enjoy every second with your cousins at Molles Manor... those summers and holidays end sooner than you're ready for. In first grade you'll meet a boy who's birthday is the day before yours, he's a good kid, with a great heart ... try to stay in touch with him forever, the grown-up him could really use a friend like you. That move to Palmdale changes everything (still not sure if it was a good thing or not). Mom might not be telling you, but please BRUSH YOUR TEETH and floss!!

To the ten year old fearless wonder.....

Don't even think of touching a cigarette. Leave sis alone when she has "boyfriends" around, you're turn is coming sooner than we're ready for. It sure is fun not to have anyone around to make rules since mom works so much; but maybe you should ask her to stick around more often. Take good care of your teeth!! You make the right choice in not getting attached to mom's next boyfriend, that one won't last too long. Enjoy the few times you're allowed to hang out with Tom, he won't live much longer. You're about to meet a friend you'll have for years to come... stick to this one like glue, she's a keeper.

To the thirteen year old woman...

Oh wow... not sure where all the anger comes from, but please try to tone it down. There is no need for such a massive attitude in such a young child. When you look in a mirror, please remind yourself that you're only 13... not 30. Right now there's a boy that means the world to you. You're about to have some issues, cause some headaches, deal with drama, and countless tears... some of this situation sucks, but I still wouldn't advise you to change a thing. You're going to make some huge decisions this year... take a deep breath and go for it. Mom's going to be extremely hurt, but this is what you need. Don't skip your 8th grade graduation. Watching your friends graduate instead of walking with your class wasn't the smartest idea. Oh, and on that one random day, leave a few minutes earlier when walking home through that field alone.. that scary situation haunts you for a long time. This is the year the bricks are being laid around your heart. Maybe you shouldn't work so hard and fast on building that wall.

To the sixteen year old cheerleader....

Are you sure you're not 21 already? You're heart belongs to the most genuine boy you'll ever meet in your life, DO NOT HURT HIM!! Try your hardest not to be so selfish. Enjoy every second of high school. Sex is never the answer. There is SO MUCH more to high school than boys.... I promise. Keep brushing your teeth.. and floss!! There is no need for you to involve your self with other people's boyfriends. Your best friends boyfriend has already made his way into your life... this is a tough one because you're gonna hurt a girl who's been an INCREDIBLE friend, it sucks, but I assure you, keeping him around is one of the best things you'll ever do. That wall you've built around your heart is so incredibly high by this point.

To the nineteen year old ball of confusion...

He really is gone this time... LET HIM GO. The true love of your life is just around the corner. You're occasionally going to second guess all the drinking and partying like a rockstar.... Don't. Just enjoy it to the fullest. This will be one of the great years in your life that you'll always remember. This new one's heart does belong to someone else... take caution... there are tears to come, but I wouldn't change anything with him.. except maybe you should make him buy his own lunch once in awhile. Appreciate every second with your incredible little nephew. This little boy is going to teach you some valuable lessons. He needs you so much right now... and so does your sister.

To the twenty-one year old mother....

Congratulations. This is now officially the greatest year in your life (and so far, nothing else has topped it). There's not much I can say about this time... you did good.. real good. Try to be a little more patient with George.. remember, he's new at this too. Thank your sister... once again she's the rock that gets you through your own chaos. The day that little man is born, that wall around your heart instantly grows 20 feet taller and about 5 feet thicker... a lot of people will question it, but keep it up. Don't listen to anyone when it comes to your son... hold that baby as much as you want.. stick to your own rules.. there's no such thing as over-protective as a mother. Watch his little ears... get the tubes put in his ears ASAP. Please start saving money... seriously!

To the twenty-five year old Drew's Mom....

Making your son your entire world was a great decision. Never second guess it. Save money... that little boy doesn't need nearly as many clothes and toys that you buy him. Keep up on your dental work... it just gets worse. You can't go backwards, don't try to... but you can allow parts of the past to move forward with you. He's not the one for you.... but keep him around.. he's important. Focus and do your job when you're at work.. that 4 year old boy needs you to be employed. Seriously, cleaning your house is not the end of the world.. stop being so damn lazy!

Catching Up

Just a few pictures to catch up on things... and a couple I forgot to post last week..

This is my nephew Justin on Mother's Day... totally candid and unplanned picture.. but it is so totally him.. 

And here's little Jacob Ryan, who seems to take after his older brother when it comes to the faces... 

And Mommy's little Angel at Saturday's game... 

The progress of the bedroom remodel.... slowly but surely.. the painting was finished this weekend.. and yesterday they started laying the wood flooring... hopefully this weekend they'll get to work on my closets.. 

And this is one of my new FAVORITE things.. 

Drew made this tile in his first grade class for Mother's Day. 

When I opened it, he explained to me that he didn't know the teacher was going to put a picture right in the middle and that he planned to draw each of us. But I love it... for me, it represents us very well.. we may be two individuals, but together we are one.... 

Post It Note Tuesday

It's been awhile.. so I thought it's about time for another edition of:

                          

                              

Hope you all have a great Tuesday!

He Melts My Heart

Last night Drew decided he wanted to work on his Mother's Day gifts... and wear his Michael Jackson ensemble at the same time.... He makes me smile... 

He went in his room and wrapped my gift, then came out to the table and colored a Chuck E. Cheese coupon for me. He said I had to wait for my gift and the card (which he wrapped inside the wrapping paper also so I wouldn't peak) until Sunday.

But he wanted to give me the coupon since he finished coloring it...

 

Kinda hard to see from the picture, but it says "World's best Mom certificate"..... awwww.. even Chuck E. thinks I'm the best... "Good for one BIG hug" 

After I read the coupon out loud I looked at him and smiled, and he came running into my arms and gave me the biggest bestest hug ever.... just about made me cry.... I sure do love this kid!!


Then we took a few random pictures.... 

Having the pleasure and honor of having this special, adorable and amazing child, makes every day MY Mother's Day.... 

Thank you Drew... for every second of every day.... 

This - That - and The Other

Nothing specific to post, so here goes some rambling... 


Just realized we Drew only has 9 baseball games left. June 10th will be the last one... while baseball has been a whole new experience for us, some times draining and always fun, it's going to be a bittersweet ending. 

                    
And before baseball even ends, Drew will start pop warner football... TACKLE football... my itty bitty 36 lb. 6 year old will be playing tackle football. Practices start June 3rd and games begin in September. This kid is so anxious to start.... This Mom is TERRIFIED! He skinned his knee at baseball practice last night and he acted like the world was over and refused to continue practice because he was in too much pain... How in the world does he intend to survive and enjoy TACKLE football??

This is my "baseball daughter" Sabrina. Her older sister plays on Drew's team,and I keep an eye on her while her Dad helps out on the field.

As for the house remodel... Well from the slow pace of things, it's safe to say it's going to be a LONG summer.... it'll be two weeks tomorrow since the project started... and my room still looks like this:

Don't get me wrong.. I am SUPER thankful for the unrequested upgrades... and I understand that we're working around my uncle's actual job schedule... but Drew and I are getting a little tired of living completely in the living room. Since his bedroom became my new closet.. and there are boxes and drawers scattered all around the house, we're pretty much confined to the living room, the kitchen, and half of our dinning room table. Just hope the bathroom, living room, hall and dining room go a little quicker... 


Drew has a little over 2 weeks left of school, and then he will officially be a 2nd grader.... not sure how I feel about that yet, but apparently it doesn't seem to matter and I don't get a vote on whether or not my baby keeps growing up.... 


Also, I have begun making plans for Drew's 7th birthday..... in October.. ok, so I know it's a tad early.. but that's me... over prepared for anything Drew-related. He wants a Miami Dolphins/Michael Jackson themed party.... this should be interesting.. I intend to have a plastic MJ as the ref on his football cake =) 


I think that's about it for this week..... 
Happy early Mother's Day to all you Mommies

Apparently I am NOT a Hot Tamale

Lately I've been craving buffalo wings... 
but haven't had any for a couple of reasons:


a.) I don't cook.... like that at least
b.) Drew is not a wing fan
c.) Our schedule has been way too busy to go out to eat


So yesterday while my little monster was at his dad's, I decided it was time for a trip to Buffalo Wild Wings. YUM! Now I know that I don't do spicy... I'm a mild girl.. but I decided that mild was a little weak so I ordered some MEDIUM wings to go. Once I got home and tore into my wings, I was quickly reminded that I truly am a mild girl. My mouth was burning... hot.. it took me almost an hour... and a lot of water, to get through 6 boneless wings.


Then today I brought myself some chips & guacamole for lunch at work. I had purchased a new guacamole at the store over the weekend and was anxious to try it.... guess that word SPICY on the package wasn't just for decoration.. WOW... very good, but oh so hot... i ate most of my chips plain just to try to get rid of the heat.


So there you have it folks, I am officially a MILD Tamale.