All Good Things….

As the clock winds down today to the end of the year, I have hopped around and read many many fabulous “Best of” or “Year in Pictures” or any variety of reflection posts. Last year I did a best of The Scoop on Poop, but I’m not doing that this year. Instead I am choosing to reflect back on the year, which started with a post titled La Vida Loca. It was a great post to start off the year with, and as I read back looking for the best posts of the year, this one stuck in my head.

This same post be applied to the new year too. It’s sad and happy in its own way though. Here are some tidbits from that post:

what if you had the power to decide someone’s resolutions for them?

  • GC would be tending to the trash on a hourly daily basis. (We are still working on this one!!)
  • No more motor mouth from Jellybean. (Well, she’s still a non-stop fountain of chatter)
  • Scooby Doo would poop in the potty. (This one was a success!!)

But there was another one; one that became my motto that we need to remember this year too as we look forward to the changes that are coming our way. (After all, isn’t life full of changes, both good and bad?). It’s a big one, and I’ll admit that we weren’t as successful as we could have been.

Don’t be so busy making a living that you forget to make a life.

And there it is. It wasn’t just GC that needed to be reminded of it. I needed a reminder too. And as the holidays approached I realized it more and more. That is one of the reasons my daily blogging stopped. I had to stop and refocus on what was most important to me and make more effort giving time to those things.

We had a lot of changes this past year. We moved from one home on a hill away from civilization to a nicer home smack in the middle of a neighborhood. We all had to relearn social skills and give up our nomadic ways. Blogger got hungry and started eating posts, so I made that scary move to wordpress and haven’t regretted it for a millisecond.

My writing took off. I found new writing groups that expanded my growth. I started leading a writers workshop. I won 3rd place in a writing contest. I had two short stories published on a site. I completed a second year of NaNoWriMo (still have to put the finishing touches on that one!). I found my niche, my writing voice, my style.

I found resources to help chase away the demons of my past. I put new faces to old things. New faces that enabled me to defeat them. And it was good.

My words touched hearts all over the internet through such sites as Just.Be.Enough, Band Back Together, and through memes like Pour Your Heart Out. I shared a Proud Mommy Moment, my Virginian pride, and won the Most Inspirational  Blogmas award for sharing my suicide story. I had my SITS day. I took the Mom Pledge. I even wrote a book review for another blogger.

My husband “switched” jobs three times this year before finding a driver that appreciated his work ethics. His boys moved to Florida and we haven’t seen them since. We lost a vehicle to old age and high mileage.

And then there was that whole cancer scare that rocked our world for what seemed like an eternity but was only a month. (Really? Only a month?)

It was at this point that I found my way back to God. I gave Him the reins and the changes began immediately.

The blessings rolled in immediately. There were constant reminders of His presence. There still are.

And so, the year ends just as fabulously as it started.

Except for that one thing:

Don’t be so busy making a living that you forget to make a life.

So, I’m getting back to mine. My children are waiting for me to feed some very hungry hippos with them, snuggle on the bed and watch a movie, or create a masterpiece with them.

Bring on 2012! I’m ready.

Happy New Year, friends. Be safe, be happy, be blessed.


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BSOW: Bib Nazis, 2 Front Teeth, and Little Divas

This is it folks, the last Scoop of the Week of 2011. Of course I had to make it someone extra special. Someone I hope that y’all have met before in your blog travels because she is just that funny. She really is. She is one of my oldest fans, and I hers. She took a blogging hiatus for a little while, disappearing to my great disappointment, only to reappear on my twitter roll suddenly. We settled back in like old friends who never missed a beat, and when she finally had that baby, she picked back up with her blog and started right back up as if she’d never missed a day.

And I am SO glad she did. I can’t say enough about this lady. I swear that someday we will meet in real life.  We live close enough to each other to make it happen. (Yes, I’m totally stalking you!! Ha.) Okay, okay. I know. That was a little bit freaky. It’s true though. There are so many bloggers I want to meet, and she is at the top of the list.

Let me tell you why. She approaches life with a sense of humor that makes me jealous sometimes, despite that ugly thing called PPD, she finds a way to make it funny and not only get a good laugh herself, but give me one too. I have to admit that I have a preference for the Bib Nazi stories simply because they make my children eyeball me when I laugh out loud because of it.  She’s brought me to tears with her very real (and Blogmas worthy!!) post about motherhood. She’s got an unhealthy obsession with all things zombie (She would really love my NaNo story!) even though she’ll confess she can’t watch them at night (Seriously, can anyone?).

She stretches her neck out and admits that she hopes to be able to embarrass her kids someday the same way her father embarrassed her, and you will die laughing, I swear. She’s definitely not PC, but she doesn’t care either. She’ll fully admit to being a dork and even offers up a guide to test your own dorkiness against. She’ll also admit that she married a dork and in the next breath she’ll declare how much he gets her. She’s a powerful blend of humor and sensitivity with just the right amount of dorkiness wrapped in to draw you into her circle and make you fall in love.

Seriously, if you haven’t met the Queen of Awesome yet, you need to run right over and introduce yourself. Start your new year off with a new friend you’ll never forget. I promise you don’t want to miss this.

I am so proud and pleased to spend my last weekend of 2011 with none other than the Imperfect Momma of Really? I’m a Mom?

I asked her to tell me what she really wanted for Christmas…

All I wanted for Christmas was…

my two front teeth.

Yeah. I went there. If ya know me, you’d know….I had to go there.

Wow gurl….you know how to ask good questions!

Well, all I ever wanted was a beautiful family. And I wanted to be a doctor and an actress (which I could’ve been…just ask my mom). But I really wanted a family. A boy, a girl, a great husband and a job that people would adore me…I mean need me. Ask me for help all the time cause I was the only person that could help them. (Yeah I know what you are thinking…thats a job of a mom! But you see, I was an idiot as a…shoo…up until I got married. I was an ignorant knucklehead)

But now that I have that family? I just want some peace and quiet. Funny thing is though…when I get that peace and quiet? I miss the noise. How does that work? How do these kids do that to you?

Wait…hold on….I got my little Diva screaming for attention. Sigh. They cant just give me 5 mins can they? But you know what? I would not trade that for the world.

I told you she was awesome.

Have a wonderful New Year, and please keep it safe. Don’t drink and drive or ride with anyone who has been drinking.

One of these days I’ll get around to writing a “Best of 2011” post. Maybe. Thank you for a great year. I’m looking forward to another one.