Ok, so the feedback from the new buttons has had me all jazzed about posting more often and getting some more Love or Funnies (No Hate yet!?!). Problem is, I'm out of things to say. Well, I mean, I always have things to say, but I'm plum out of things to say that I think anyone wants to hear about. But then again, that's never stopped me before.
Here are the posts I have started writing in the past few days and then stopped for whatever reason:
1. I know that I shouldn't compare myself to other people, but I can't help it. Lately I feel like I'm comparing myself to others ALL. THE. TIME. And it's not good for my sanity. But yet, I still do. I stop at this point because the rest of this post just makes me sound like I'm whining and feeling inferior than everyone else, and nobody wants to hear that. So I'll end that woe-is-me post at that. At least this shows I'm not always Polly Positive.
2. I'm a much more sane person when I take time for myself. The past few weeks I've done that a lot. I went to Charleston with the girls two weekends ago and my soul was better for it. We laughed, we exercised, we even danced in the VIP section of some bar we were much too old to be in. It was an amazing trip (although, Lukas would disagree...). This weekend I continued taking some time out for me - my ATL girlfriends and I went and got our hair did at The Dry Bar Saturday morning, went to brunch and shopping afterwards and then had a group Valentines Day date night that evening. Mr. Cob and I sometimes talk about moving away from Atlanta, and then we think about how great our friends are here and realize they're irreplaceable. We really are lucky to have such great friends.
3. Apparently I get insomnia two hours after falling asleep if I drink more than two glasses of wine. A grandmother who does overnight babysitting with the little man is a necessity if momma wants a night out. Reason #452 we should never leave Atlanta.
4. Tomorrow Mr. Cob and I will celebrate our 7th Valentines Day together. I don't remember what I got him for our first V-day together, but he bought me pink bowling shoes and we went bowling. He gets me. The way to my heart is through shoes.
5. The little man said "apple" and "elephant" (well, sort of, kind of, you could get there, really) this weekend. Dude is going to start talking for real any day now.
#1 made me think of the sermon series we're currently doing at church - called The Comparison Trap. Pretty sure you're in the same boat as everyone else...we can't help ourselves and yet it is pointless.
ReplyDelete#2 Agree. You cannot leave Atlanta.
#3. See #2.
#4. That is awesome. I want to know how many times you've used the pink shoes.
#5 Prodigy! Britain said more nana the other day and I swooned. They grow up too fast!
I love your posts - they keep me up on what is happening in your life (my "chosen daughter", per my real daughter). And I agree re: all the reasons not to leave the ATL, except maybe you should move the babysitting grannie up a little higher than #452 - I'm just saying....
ReplyDeleteHappy Valentine's Day to the Swans!
@Katie - Maybe surprisingly, I've used the pink shoes MANY times! Although, they are a half size too small, but I was still trying to "impress" Mr. Cob back then and didn't want to disappoint him, so I didn't tell him they were too small! Did you know I have my own green bowling ball too?! Ha.
ReplyDelete@"Anonymous" - You are absolutely right - Reason #1 that we shouldn't leave the ATL is because Sip Sip and Up live here! Most of the other 452 reasons are things Sip Sip does for us :) Happy V-day to you!