Have you ever unintentionally broken the law?
I mean to be honest, who hasn’t broken a law? Whether on purpose or on accident, that’s really something personal.
But this question is also a little incriminating, don’t you think? I am not going to willing admit I broke a law….I’ve already said too much!
I’m ridiculous, have a wonderful day!
Ciao!!
Today is a wonderfully gloomy day outside, which from what the weather network says, there is going to be a snow storm this afternoon. Yuck! Frankly, I’m over the snow, but it is February so I know winter is not quite gone yet.
Also, I fear my husband may be getting sick since he said he was freezing this morning. This man is NEVER cold, and that’s usually one of his signs that he is coming down with something. But if you ask him he says he’s fine. If you could see my face right now, I’m giving him the MHM side-eye look, a typical facial expression of all wives. Don’t lie ladies, you’ve done it once or twice to your man!
I personally think we should play today by ear, I really don’t want to travel with Valeria in a winter storm. We were suppose to go to the Butterfly Conservatory and than to my mother-in-law’s house, but last night we decided to swap things around and go to the Italian bakery/falls today than my mother-in-law’s. Now I’m even questioning that. I don’t know, it’s morning as I’m writing this, so I’ll let ya know what happens. I’m just a worry wart and would rather wait until tomorrow morning to go.
Plus I’ll be honest, I have NOTHING packed. I’m usually more prepared then this, but I’ve been so exhausted and I was doing laundry yesterday and being a lazy bum for the most part. I need my lazy days too! I need to pack for Valeria and myself, need to shower, run to the store for cat food, make sure my husband packs his bag (brings his work laptop just in case we get stuck at my mother-in-law’s passed Monday due to weather), and just UGH.
I seriously have no energy today for it. All I really want to do is lounge with my husband and daughter, read a bit and stay warm inside. That just sounds perfect to me.
Anyway, we’ll see what my husband says, but I’m going to try sticking to my guns on this one. I do not want to travel during a winter storm with our baby girl. Nope, nope, and NOPE!
Wish me luck….and warmth!
Ciao!!
What advice would you give to your teenage self?
What an interesting question, and one I’ve thought about in my early 20’s. My teenage years were hard, for many different reasons: I was bullied, I gained and lost friends, I was bored in classes (I now realize I wasn’t challenged enough), I was depressed/high anxiety, I went to a Catholic School with uniforms which was full of rich snobby kids, my brother was popular and good looking (the popular girls would constantly remind me of that when they’d come up to me asking if I could introduce them…uh no) and like most teenagers I was trying to figure out who I was through my mess of hormonal emotions.
I think if I could give my teenage self advice, this is what it’d be:
High school doesn’t matter and most of these people you see each and every day won’t be a part of your life after you graduate. Friendships will fade and you will make new ones in your adult life, which will help you learn and blossom from different situations. Learn to not care what people think of you because you are beautiful and smart, and one day there will be a wonderful man who loves you for exactly who you are and what you look like. Happiness isn’t in the here and now, but it will come to you in time. And it’s okay to be a weirdo, that is what makes you unique and special; so enjoy girl metal, paranormal crap, video games, anime, pink hair and dressing in black. It’s okay to be a bit of a goth princess, own it! And don’t pick up smoking….worst decision you’ll ever make.
Life as a teenager seemed so, permanent at that moment, like life wasn’t going to get better. I wasn’t popular, but I was okay with that. Eventually I found the friends that mattered at the time and it worked, we got through that crazy time together. But you never anticipate what comes after, and I will say that things weren’t perfect in my 20’s. However, I learned a lot of valuable life lessons, but if I’m being honest, I am really loving my 30’s.
And to me, my 30’s is where my happiness and life truly began.
Ciao!
Mama on the Move 