I’ve never been accused of having nothing to say, only that I speak too much.
My husband is my world, the girls bring me happiness & energy. Our family defines unconditional love & joy. We make it through what is meant to break us. 💕🐾💕🐾
♥️♥️♥️ My Love for Diet Coke ♥️♥️♥️ I love my warm, cozy bed in the morning times. Time to leave the comfort of snuggling up with either Cassie or Duke for the bathroom! Morning after morning, my bladder drags me out of bed before I wish, but here we go for another day. As my feet hit the ground, before I even stop at the bathroom, I scurry my cold bare feet across the kitchen floor for my main priority at that moment, my first Diet Coke for the day! I mention the bare feet because there have been too many mornings that my toes RAM right into a dog bone that Duke has deliberately placed. 😖
As a young woman, I wanted to have BOOBs! As in larger breasts. Apparently, I wasn’t going to be satisfied with the body I had given me. I always want more. 💔
One of my favorite memories (or series of memories) here in Arizona might surprise some people. When I think of memories, I joyfully remember the Arizona Cardinals football games that Brian took the girls & me to. We were excited to ask the girls' mother if they could join us, and then Brian bought four season tickets. He enjoys football & I love being able to share in the activities that make him happy. However, sports have not ever been my “thing”, especially football!
I like to think that I am a fairly optimistic person. Things are not always glitter & unicorns, but I believe my life to be pretty magical! I could not be more blessed. Period! The husband, the family (including the very loved & missed, girls), and the friends that He has provided me, they are all one-of-a-kind & I love them all so very much!
Drama makes me crazy! Seriously, it has to be different for me than for other (normal) women because when something happens around me or involves me, it is way too crippling! I have driven myself crazy for years by running in circles, trying to do what someone else has wanted me to do. I have had some success in pleasing others, but can’t please all & I have drained myself OUT. Don’t misunderstand, I take ownership of allowing others to puppetmaster me, this has been a choice I made. I just need to stop. I need to be me without the strings.
Bob the Boxer! In the winter of 2008, Brian was managing a pet store and I was serving tables at Red Robin. We had not been together for too terribly long, but our pack consisted of myself & Brian, Maddie (2-year-old lab), Kitty Kitty, Lucy & Kind (3 female cats).
I listed events (Kobe Bryant’s passing, invasion of the locus, & water discovered on the moon) that have happened so far this year, 2020. As we all know, this list is strange, long, and affects everybody, everywhere. I watched local and national news, read up on current events & watched news broadcasts from around the world on YouTube about the events of 2020. Personally, I can not put a list together to demonstrate this year’s overall POWER & UMPHFFF in kicking most of our butt’s. Because I feel overwhelmed by this past year, I decided to find 3 blessings. Surely, I can find 3 positive contributions to the year, right? Of course, I can!
Who is an Empath? Am I an Empathist (and is it a bad thing)? My whole life I have been told that I am too sensitive or too emotional. “Amanda, stop being so dramatic” I have been told so many times that often I just stayed silent. The idea or concept of an empath is completely new to me. Of course, I have believed myself to be empathetic, but what is an “Empath” and am I an Empath? Just as importantly, to me… Is it good to be an empath, or at least is it acceptable? Interesting!