*The way she says, "I loves you."
*The way she has started growling sometimes just like the baby on The Croods. SO hilarious and cute!
She is bigger and stronger than Emma was at her age, but Emma is very petite. She is learning how to use the mouse on ABCmouse.com right now. She is a little daredevil! She loves doing things that are thrilling and a little dangerous (spinning in my arms, having me throw her around on the bed, jumping on the bed). Basically if it's thrilling, she loves it.
Friday, June 27, 2014
Monday, May 19, 2014
Please Don't Tell Me How Hard You Worked
Minor rant for a second.
Why is it that successful people feel the need to justify their lifestyle with the cheap term, "I worked really hard!"
Yeah, so do people overseas making much less than you do.
So does the stay at home mom who makes NOTHING.
Hard work does not equal success. Hard work is a fact of life. Hard work without a goal, without a purpose, is vanity. It is a waste of your life. The key is having a goal. The key is having something to strive for and work towards.
But don't tell me that the reason you are enjoying life so much is because you worked hard. I won't say that everyone works hard, because that's simply not true, but hard work is not the determinate factor in deciding success.
For once, have an ounce of humility and realize that you are in the situation you are not just because of your "hard work," but also because of dumb luck. You are where you are because you know people, because you were born into the right family or the right country, or simply because the people you know have placed you there to help take care of you. Every family has resources up their sleeve. Do not for one second claim proprietary ownership of that success. It's revolting.
I am not talking about those who have had the vision, drive, and hard work to rise above their station in life. I am talking about those who clearly are the recipients of several generations of good fortune and hard work.
I used to look up to successful people, wondering what their secrets were. The truth is that there is no magic formula except looking inside yourself and wondering what you truly want. Only the strong and the brave can look inside themselves and be honest enough to go after that. After a few years' drought of inspiration and wanderings, I have realized that I would like to conquer graphic design. I want to learn Adobe Illustrator and start making vector images. I want to start designing my own album covers and concert posters. I want to do many other things, as there are many more applications for graphic design, but these things are what ties the present to the past. Finally, the convergence of passion and function has been found.
Why is it that successful people feel the need to justify their lifestyle with the cheap term, "I worked really hard!"
Yeah, so do people overseas making much less than you do.
So does the stay at home mom who makes NOTHING.
Hard work does not equal success. Hard work is a fact of life. Hard work without a goal, without a purpose, is vanity. It is a waste of your life. The key is having a goal. The key is having something to strive for and work towards.
But don't tell me that the reason you are enjoying life so much is because you worked hard. I won't say that everyone works hard, because that's simply not true, but hard work is not the determinate factor in deciding success.
For once, have an ounce of humility and realize that you are in the situation you are not just because of your "hard work," but also because of dumb luck. You are where you are because you know people, because you were born into the right family or the right country, or simply because the people you know have placed you there to help take care of you. Every family has resources up their sleeve. Do not for one second claim proprietary ownership of that success. It's revolting.
I am not talking about those who have had the vision, drive, and hard work to rise above their station in life. I am talking about those who clearly are the recipients of several generations of good fortune and hard work.
I used to look up to successful people, wondering what their secrets were. The truth is that there is no magic formula except looking inside yourself and wondering what you truly want. Only the strong and the brave can look inside themselves and be honest enough to go after that. After a few years' drought of inspiration and wanderings, I have realized that I would like to conquer graphic design. I want to learn Adobe Illustrator and start making vector images. I want to start designing my own album covers and concert posters. I want to do many other things, as there are many more applications for graphic design, but these things are what ties the present to the past. Finally, the convergence of passion and function has been found.
Wednesday, April 2, 2014
Ryan Adams understands
"Lucky Now"
I don’t remember, were we wild and young
All that’s faded into memory
I feel like somebody I don’t know
Are we really who we used to be
Am I really who I was
The lights will draw you in
And the dark will bring you down
And the night will break your heart
Only if you’re lucky now
Waiting outside while you find your keys
Like bags of trash in the blackening snow
City of neon and toes that freeze
We got nothing and nowhere to go
We got nothing and nowhere
The lights will draw you in
And the dark will take you down
And the night will break your heart
Only if you’re lucky now
If the lights draw you in
And the dark can take you down
Then love can mend your heart
But only if you’re lucky now
I don’t remember, were we wild and young
All that’s faded into memory
I feel like somebody I don’t know
Are we really who we used to be
Am I really who I was
All that’s faded into memory
I feel like somebody I don’t know
Are we really who we used to be
Am I really who I was
The lights will draw you in
And the dark will bring you down
And the night will break your heart
Only if you’re lucky now
Waiting outside while you find your keys
Like bags of trash in the blackening snow
City of neon and toes that freeze
We got nothing and nowhere to go
We got nothing and nowhere
The lights will draw you in
And the dark will take you down
And the night will break your heart
Only if you’re lucky now
If the lights draw you in
And the dark can take you down
Then love can mend your heart
But only if you’re lucky now
I don’t remember, were we wild and young
All that’s faded into memory
I feel like somebody I don’t know
Are we really who we used to be
Am I really who I was
Friday, March 28, 2014
Overwhelming Schedule
Some days it seems like everyone around me is wayy more motivated to do this mom thing than I am.
The problem is that I am overstretched with responsibilities. This doubling up on classes thing is making me crazy. I wrote down every single assignment and when it was due in my planner at the beginning of these two classes. That worked fine for the first week, until I lost it. We are in week 3 of classes now and I still haven't found it. It makes me crazy. I will do my homework think it is all done, and then log on the next day to see that I missed something that was due in the other class. I do not like this. I am good at school, but the communication is off.
On top of that, my piano lesson business is going great, and I really love doing it. Andy says I should quit, but there is no way I can do that now. There are kids who are depending on me, plus I love teaching and I love music. So that's staying.
Then I have to be a mom and I have been really bad at that lately. Emma is so petite it worries me, I need to buy her Pediasure. I took the girls to the park today to meet a girl that used to go to SCCS in the class behind me (totally random, I know!), and I didn't even bring a water bottle for my kids. We were all thirsty. It seems like every other mom remembers to bring water bottles and then I have to tell my kids to wait until we get home. When am I going to get this right?
Then we have this puppy. Who poops and pees in her cage all the time. I told Andy that I didn't want a dog because I knew that I would be the one having to take care of it. Emma wanted a dog, and Andy wanted to get one for the kids. I knew what would happen, so I didn't let it happen for the longest time. Then, we were on a date and Andy decides to take me to the pet store (which is totally unfair and leading). We meet some puppies and I fall in love with a beautiful cream french bulldog. Totally unfair. She just lays on my chest the entire time and is so calm, she melted my heart. When we left I was crying in the car because I wanted her so bad, so we decided to get her. Fast forward three months, and she is the most hyper thing that poops and pees in her cage almost daily. Andy usually helps, but he's been sick all week so it's only been me. When they are puppies you have to take them out more often, and it seriously is like the straw that broke the camel's back.
Then I have this project I'm working on for my dad. Then I have to, you know, keep the house clean from the two tornadoes that live in this house (three, if you count the dog), make meals and stuff. Most of the time I don't know what to do because I cannot prioritize. Is school more important? Making money? Feeding my family? It sounds ridiculous, but I am seriously going insane. I need like a live-in nanny or something. Most of the time, when deciding what to tackle, I am like a deer in the headlights because I realize that there is no way I can possibly do everything I need to do perfectly, so I lose the will to do it at all. Perks of being a perfectionist.
Most of the time it just comes down to whatever has a deadline, and that is usually school. Walking the dog helps me get exercise, and I like taking the girls to do fun things as well. I don't want them to spend their whole childhood's watching TV and playing with iPads and Leappads. I'm sure we will all be fine in the end, I just need to get through school and then things will start to balance out and calm down.
The problem is that I am overstretched with responsibilities. This doubling up on classes thing is making me crazy. I wrote down every single assignment and when it was due in my planner at the beginning of these two classes. That worked fine for the first week, until I lost it. We are in week 3 of classes now and I still haven't found it. It makes me crazy. I will do my homework think it is all done, and then log on the next day to see that I missed something that was due in the other class. I do not like this. I am good at school, but the communication is off.
On top of that, my piano lesson business is going great, and I really love doing it. Andy says I should quit, but there is no way I can do that now. There are kids who are depending on me, plus I love teaching and I love music. So that's staying.
Then I have to be a mom and I have been really bad at that lately. Emma is so petite it worries me, I need to buy her Pediasure. I took the girls to the park today to meet a girl that used to go to SCCS in the class behind me (totally random, I know!), and I didn't even bring a water bottle for my kids. We were all thirsty. It seems like every other mom remembers to bring water bottles and then I have to tell my kids to wait until we get home. When am I going to get this right?
Then we have this puppy. Who poops and pees in her cage all the time. I told Andy that I didn't want a dog because I knew that I would be the one having to take care of it. Emma wanted a dog, and Andy wanted to get one for the kids. I knew what would happen, so I didn't let it happen for the longest time. Then, we were on a date and Andy decides to take me to the pet store (which is totally unfair and leading). We meet some puppies and I fall in love with a beautiful cream french bulldog. Totally unfair. She just lays on my chest the entire time and is so calm, she melted my heart. When we left I was crying in the car because I wanted her so bad, so we decided to get her. Fast forward three months, and she is the most hyper thing that poops and pees in her cage almost daily. Andy usually helps, but he's been sick all week so it's only been me. When they are puppies you have to take them out more often, and it seriously is like the straw that broke the camel's back.
Then I have this project I'm working on for my dad. Then I have to, you know, keep the house clean from the two tornadoes that live in this house (three, if you count the dog), make meals and stuff. Most of the time I don't know what to do because I cannot prioritize. Is school more important? Making money? Feeding my family? It sounds ridiculous, but I am seriously going insane. I need like a live-in nanny or something. Most of the time, when deciding what to tackle, I am like a deer in the headlights because I realize that there is no way I can possibly do everything I need to do perfectly, so I lose the will to do it at all. Perks of being a perfectionist.
Most of the time it just comes down to whatever has a deadline, and that is usually school. Walking the dog helps me get exercise, and I like taking the girls to do fun things as well. I don't want them to spend their whole childhood's watching TV and playing with iPads and Leappads. I'm sure we will all be fine in the end, I just need to get through school and then things will start to balance out and calm down.
Sunday, March 2, 2014
Saving something
Just wanted to save this:
http://www.tickld.com/x/this-14-year-old-boy-just-wrote-the-most-important-poem-of-the-21st-century
While I don't agree with the "most important poem of the 21st century" bit, I believe that claim may cause people to dismiss reading this amazing poem. It actually brought me to tears.
http://www.tickld.com/x/this-14-year-old-boy-just-wrote-the-most-important-poem-of-the-21st-century
While I don't agree with the "most important poem of the 21st century" bit, I believe that claim may cause people to dismiss reading this amazing poem. It actually brought me to tears.
Saturday, March 1, 2014
Mr. Rodgers, you are so wise
Honestly, this quote by Mr. Rodgers just floored me:
“What do you think it is that drives people to want far more than they could ever use or need? I frankly think it's insecurity. How do we let the world know that the trappings of this life are not the things that are ultimately important for being accepted?”
Read more at http://www.relevantmagazine.com/culture/10-mr-rogers-quotes-you-need-read#VJrsiPOwmvQy1cT1.99
“What do you think it is that drives people to want far more than they could ever use or need? I frankly think it's insecurity. How do we let the world know that the trappings of this life are not the things that are ultimately important for being accepted?”
Read more at http://www.relevantmagazine.com/culture/10-mr-rogers-quotes-you-need-read#VJrsiPOwmvQy1cT1.99
Friday, February 21, 2014
Today
Currently listening: "Videogames" by Lana Del Rey
Man, what a flashback. I am loving this song right now. It put Lizzie to sleep. We go so fast and then something stops us and we realize how tired we are.
Today I got a lot done, and then it came to a screeching halt all because of someone's misunderstanding/stupidity. You cannot control everything. The customer will *always* be right.
:*
ALWAYS.
Man, what a flashback. I am loving this song right now. It put Lizzie to sleep. We go so fast and then something stops us and we realize how tired we are.
Today I got a lot done, and then it came to a screeching halt all because of someone's misunderstanding/stupidity. You cannot control everything. The customer will *always* be right.
:*
ALWAYS.
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