The Everyday Warrior

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Christmas 2012

On Christmas night I laid in bed unable to sleep because I was lost in thought about all the wonderfulness that I got to experience.

I got some wonderful gifts.

Like this bracelet and bead from Mr. Sarcastic’s family.

I love the running shoe!

I love the running shoe!

And these goodies from Mr. Sarcastic himself.

Does he know me, or what?!

Does he know me, or what?!

But that wasn’t the main reason behind my inability to sleep.

Little B also got some great presents.

He got a Kindle from Santa. (Technically Santa got it for me AND Little B.)

He's such a techie!

He’s such a techie!

And lots of Spiderman goodies.

Spiderman Shooters?!?! Score!

Spiderman Shooters?!?! Score!

And even some musical instruments.

Those headphones are a blessing!

Those headphones are a blessing!

But again, that wasn’t the reason behind my sleeplessness.

Why couldn’t I fall asleep?

Because I was in awe of the happiness and contentedness I was feeling.

I got to wake up on Christmas morning and feel and see the magic of the holiday through Little B as he excitedly sat up in bed and said “I wanna see if Santa ate the cookies!!!” I got to see the amazement in his eyes when he saw that Santa did in fact, eat the cookies! I got to watch him open all of his presents and see how excited he was about each and every one of them.

All that was left was cookie & carrot crumbs!

All that was left was cookie & carrot crumbs!

I got to spend some time with Mr. Sarcastic who a year ago was someone I didn’t even know existed but has since made me a happier and better person for knowing him.

Aren't we cute?

Aren’t we cute?

I also got the pleasure of spending Christmas Eve with Mr. Sarcastic’s family who has always been so warm and welcoming of Little B and I. We both left their house on Christmas Eve with wonderful gifts but most importantly a feeling of happiness and belonging.

Christmas was definitely very magical this year and I have to say that it’s an amazing feeling to lie in bed unable to sleep because of happiness.

How was your Christmas?

 

 

 

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Wordless Wednesday #24

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How We Met

 

Have you been patiently waiting for me to reveal how Mr. Sarcastic & I met or did you take a peek at my Facebook or Twitter pages? Well, just in case you didn’t find out how we really met, I will tell you now. Drum roll please…………..

The correct scenario from my blog post on Tuesday was scenario #2. That’s right, we met through a dating website. And shockingly only ONE person correctly guessed that we met that way. A majority of people thought that scenario #1 was how we met. Back when Mr. Sarcastic and I first started talking and before we had met in person, he made up that story for us to use to tell people so that we didn’t have to say that we met through a dating site. You know, because no one really wants to admit that they met online. We have never used that story, it was just something fun for us to concoct and laugh about.

Although I was very much against being on the dating website, I am certainly glad that my co-workers put me on it. I will give you a word of caution though. If you decide to try out a dating website for yourself, be prepared to weed through a lot of undesirables. A. LOT. You should have read some of the messages that people sent me. Eeesh! But what have you got to lose? Sometimes you find happiness in the least likely place at the least likely time.

Are you surprised at how Mr. Sarcastic and I really met? Have you ever tried a dating a website? If so, what was your experience?

 

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The Simple Joys of a Four Year Old

Brennen is obsessed with this show.

Which means he is enamored with everything firefighter related. He has a pair of galoshes that are his firefighter boots. He has a firefighter hat and a construction hat that also doubles as a firefighter hat. He believes the standing lamp in my living room and any pole type object is a firefighter pole that should be slid down without hesitation. He is drawn to every smoke detector and fire extinguisher within 10 feet of him. And yes, that was my son who tried to take the fire extinguisher home with home from the grocery store the other day. In other words Brennen lives, eats and breathes the firefighter lifestyle from a 4 year olds perspective.

So you can imagine my excitement when I saw this posted on the bulletin board of my apartment building.

If that doesn’t have mother of the year written all over it I don’t know what does! ;)

The BIG day arrived yesterday and I was a little nervous that the weather wasn’t going to cooperate enough for us to even go see the fire truck. It pretty much rained ALL day long! On top of that when I tried waking Brennen up from his nap he said he didn’t want to go, he was too sleepy. I finally coerced him into going and luckily the rain subsided a little too. When we rounded the corner and the fire truck came into Brennen’s line of vision his little face lit up like his wildest dream had just came true.

And then this happened!

Doesn’t that grin say it all? :)

He got to see a fire truck up close in person and talk to a real live firefighter! The firefighter was SO patient with Brennen. Answering all of his questions and feeding off of Brennen’s excitement about the fire truck. I honestly thought that I was going to have to remove Brennen from the truck kicking and screaming but the firefighter told him that he could come visit the fire station any time and Brennen seemed content with that idea. And it probably didn’t hurt that I had a few Reese’s in my bag too.

Brennen has been talking about his experience at the fire truck non-stop and keeps asking when he can go to the fire station. Watch out local fire fighters my 4 year old will be headed your way soon!

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I’m 33 and Loving It!

Yesterday I turned 33 and I couldn’t be more happy about it!

32 was a tumultuous year for me. Not only did I make some large life changing decisions while I was 32 but I was also the same age that my Dad was when he passed away. I can’t even begin to describe how strange that was for me.

I like how 33 feels. I feel like for the first time in a long time I am doing the things that make me happy and that I am surrounding myself with people who support and encourage me. I recognize that some people don’t understand the new direction that my life has taken but I am okay with that. I don’t need others to approve the life path that I have chosen. My happiness alone is all the approval that I need.

My plan for the next year is to laugh more, worry less and enjoy every minute that I am given with those that I love.

I am looking forward to seeing what the next year and beyond holds for me!

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Friends in Low Places

Image from wynnlasvegas.com

Turns out I have friends in low places AND high places! But before I can tell you why, you need to read my previous blog post called ‘My Plea to Garth Brooks’ by clicking here. Go ahead, I will wait for you to come back. No really, read it now!

Okay, now that you have read that post, I should tell you that I tweeted that post to the Wynn (the resort in Vegas that is home to Garth’s show), 99.5 WYCD (my local country radio station) and to Trisha Yearwood (Garth’s wife). I also printed a copy of my post and mailed it to Garth’s fan mail address. That wasn’t over doing it was it? Nah, I didn’t think so either! Obviously, I have no way of knowing if Garth or anyone close to Garth actually read my post, but I can tell you this, somehow, someway, the universe worked its magic for me.

On Tuesday night, I got THE email I had been waiting for. It was an email from the Wynn with the subject line of ‘Purchase your tickets first – Garth Brooks pre-sale starts tomorrow.’ When I saw that on my phone, I knew opening it would either result in utter disappointment or sheer excitement. Oddly enough, I couldn’t bring myself to open the email. Instead, I was jumping up and down in my kitchen yelling, “I got the email, I got the email, I got the email!!!” The hubby came running over and snatched my phone from me while saying, “The Tough Mudder emailed you back?” (That is another email I am waiting for, but it is completely unrelated to this post.) “It’s Garth, It’s Garth!!!” I exclaimed still jumping up and down. Then just like in the movies, the scene played out in slow motion as the hubby placed his finger on the screen of my phone to open the email and a wide grin spread across his face. And in that instant, I KNEW! I knew Garth was having a concert on December 3rd. I grabbed my phone back from the hubby just to see it for myself and sure enough, it stated that Garth’s ONLY concert dates in December were the 2nd & 3rd at 7:30pm and 10:30 pm each day. I screamed. Again. I am certain that my scream was heard around the world (yep, that was me) and  I jumped up and down. Again. And finally my eyes welled up with tears. My dream was coming true!

On Wednesday I ended up getting two tickets to see Garth on December 3rd for the 7:30pm show. Second row center, by the way! :) (Thankfully I had double checked the ticketmaster website and the pre-sale was listed as starting at 9am pst, not 10am pst as the email had stated. But I am not going to dwell on that.) As you can imagine, I am super excited about the great tickets I got and even more excited that I am getting to see Garth in Vegas. I have already started counting down the days. (58 in case you were wondering.) Now I just have to figure out what I am going to wear. . .

What concert would you love to go see and why?

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Parenting Outside of the Box

I am sure most of you have already heard the story about the Canadian couple who have decided not to reveal the sex of their youngest child so that the child can decide who he or she wants to be without the influence of society’s gender stereotypes. If not, click here.

What are your thoughts?

My hubby and I have obviously announced to the world that Brennen is a boy. However, we try to refrain from imposing traditional gender stereotypes on him. Brennen doesn’t like to get dirty but he has no fear when it comes to jumping off things. He loves cars and balls just as much as he loves playing dress-up and cooking in his play kitchen. When he picks out fruit snacks at the grocery store he almost always selects the Tinkerbell ones and for his birthday he chose Dora the Explorer invitations that were pink. He loves Handy Manny and his current favorite color is purple.

Although we try very hard not to coerce Brennen into choosing “boy” things, we are certainly not perfect. When picking out his backpack for daycare last year, he really wanted the pink Dora the Explorer backpack but I swayed him into choosing the blue Diego backpack. (For the record, I felt really bad about it after the fact.) When we brought home his pink Dora birthday party invites, my hubby wanted to know if those were the only ones at the store. (Eventually he became comfortable with the invitations.)

The bottom line is we want Brennen to be happy and comfortable with who he is and know that we love him for who he is now and who he turns out to be. For this reason we will continue to encourage him to blur the traditional gender roles society has in place but at the same time we hope he celebrate being a “boy” as that is part of who he is.

 

 

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