I Had Awkward Years…And So Did You.

About two years ago my brother-in-law got his hands on one of my photo albums, where I put miscellaneous pictures that I don’t know what else to do with.  He was casually rummaging through the pages commenting here and there, until he stopped on one picture in particular, and proceeded to burst out into hysterical laughter.  I said, “What?  What are you laughing at?  Show me!”  He pulled the picture out of the photo jacket and there it was.  The. Most. Awkward. Picture. Of. Me. Ever.  “I knew I should have destroyed this when I had the chance!” I said, slipping it back into its place in the album and closing it shut.

Rewind a few months earlier to when my mother was having discovery of her own.  She found the same infamous picture at my family’s home back in Michigan while cleaning out the garage.  The day she found it, she called to inform me of her finding.  When I answered the phone and said, “Hello?” All I heard on the other end was my mother’s laughter.  “What?” I asked, “What is so funny?”  When my mom finally stopped laughing she said, “I found the funniest picture of you ever!”  I asked her to describe the picture to me, and once she mentioned the mustard colored B.U.M. Equipment sweatshirt I was wearing in it (which by the way was a staple in my wardrobe at age 9), I knew exactly what picture she was talking about.  I told her I wanted to see it for myself, so she mailed it to me.

The day it came in the mail, I opened the envelope and pulled out the picture, and I couldn’t help it, I started laughing, too.  “Had I really been that awkward?!” I asked myself.  Later that night I showed it to Matt and he said, “Ha!  You still make that face!”  I snatched it back from him, to get a closer look.  “I do?” I asked, analyzing it.  “No way.”  I held the picture out, tilting my head to the side, as if it might help me see myself hidden somewhere in my nine-year old body more clearly.  “I’m going to destroy this thing,” I suddenly said at once, ready to tear it in half.  “No, you can’t.  Those are memories,” Matt said.  As I flipped the picture over, and saw my late grandfather’s handwriting, I thought better of it, and decided to not make the rip.  Not knowing what else to do with it, I stuck it behind another picture in my photo album and forgot about it.  That is, until it was uncovered a few months later.

So, what do you do with your most awkward picture ever?  I can’t necessarily destroy the thing, it wouldn’t be right, and it’s bound to be discovered again…and again…

At this point, the only thing I see fitting is to own this picture, and my awkwardness, and everything else that was inelegant about my most clumsy years.

Yes, I’ve decided to unveil it.

Drum roll, please.

The pink and purple moon boots are a nice touch, eh?

So, there you have it…my most awkward picture ever.

C’mon you all were awkward, too, right?

~The End.

Photos by awkwardme.com.

Home In The Mitten State!

Hey!  Long time, no see!  Sorry I’ve been a little MIA for the last couple of weeks, but there has been so much going on!

First things first, I finally wrapped up this semester at school, and made the Dean’s List again!  Woo-hoo!

Then, Matt and I spent Christmas in Michigan this year with my family, and have had so much fun for the last week.

Christmas Eve was the big family celebration, and my whole family came over to celebrate.  Matt and I made up for time lost, and ate a ton of food.  I’ve probably gained about five pounds since we’ve been back in the States, but boy oh boy, it feels good!

My Mom's famous Gnocchi

We spent some long overdue time with my nieces and nephews…

Ain't they sweet?

They even got a visit from Santa Claus (aka my dad!) on Xmas Eve!

Rocco (my youngest nephew) with my dad (Santa). He totally bought into it, and thought it was Santa!

Santa's lil' helper, Tootsie (my parents dog.)

I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus…

My mom and dad. P.S. Santa asked her what she wanted for Christmas, and she told him "diamonds."

From the left...Rocco aka the Roc, Dylan aka Dyl-Pickle, Kayla aka Kooks, and Logan aka Logi-Bear.

My beautiful nieces, Allison and Kayla.

The next day, Matt and I opened presents from my parents and each other on Christmas morning…

A very special gift made by my mom. She saved my bridal bouquet, dried it a special way, and then framed it with our wedding invitation. How cool is that?!

We also got tickets to see my very favorite show, Wicked!

We went and saw the show today, and it was absolutely amazing!! P.S. I had to restrain myself from belting along to Defying Gravity!

My Christmas gift to Matt for our first married Christmas together.

Matt’s Christmas gift to me…

Isn't it gorge?! I LOVE it!

We’ve had such a blast in Michigan for the past week.  We’ve done all kinds of fun stuff!

We went to the Henry Ford Museum…

And we got to see the actual bus that Rosa Parks rode when she refused to sit at the back of the bus!

According to the tour guide, this is the actual spot that Rosa Parks sat in.

We saw the infamous car where Kennedy was shot…

And saw many, many more interesting and fascinating things.

Today we went to the Greektown casino in downtown Detroit…

We didn't win big or anything, but we didn't lose any money either!

And tomorrow we say goodbye to a wonderful and fun-filled week with family and friends in my hometown.

It’s been a good trip, and I’m happy I got to spend such quality time with those who are so special to me.

And…

It’s still good to be back in the States, and no, I don’t miss Grenada one bit yet at all!

So, tell me…

What did you get for Christmas?!

P.S.  I will be back to my regular blogging schedule after the New Year.  I’ve missed you all!

~The End

I Resolve To:

A New Years Resolution in October?  I think yes!  Every year I make a New Years Resolution and I try really, really hard to stick to it.  Just to give you an idea, some of my resolutions in the past have been: to go back to school and finish my degree, stop drinking pop (or soda whatever you’d prefer to call it.  I’m from Michigan, we say pop), start exercising regularly, start a blog, and start reading directions (because reading directions is one of the banes to my existence.)

So, this week I got to thinking about what my resolution will be for next year.  Typically l start to come up with an idea a few months in advance, so once New Year Day comes around, I’m not scrambling to come up with something on the fly.

Care to fill in the blank?

As ideas started coming to me, I couldn’t help but think~ Why do we wait until January to make these resolutions?  Why not start now?!

I had never thought of it that way before.  I’m sure by January 1st I will have come up with other ideas as well, but for now, these are the resolutions I am going to start today…or maybe tomorrow, because some of these are really hard.

5.)  Limit writing posts on Facebook to once a week, and keep them benign.  Also, sign onto Facebook once every few days, and nothing more than that.

Well, I have learned over the past few years through my tumultuous relationship with Facebook that no matter what you write, someone has an opinion, unless it’s something really harmless like, “Hooray!  I’m getting married today!!”  Then, what can someone say?  There is no leeway for it to get personal.  I vow to stop writing anything on Facebook that could be misconstrued in any way, shape, or form, today!  No matter how meaningless I think what I’m writing is, if there is any part of me that has hesitation about it, then it doesn’t go up.  Period.

Also, get off Facebook already!  God, what is my problem?  I am always saying how annoying Facebook is and blah, blah, blah, yet I continue to go on every day.  Not anymore.  I will not go on Facebook more that once every few days, as to avoid the Facebook burn out.

Wow, I feel better already!  Don’t you?

4.)  Quit being so hard on myself.

I am by far my toughest critic.

For example~  “Why did I get a B?  I could have gotten an A.”

Or…

“If I don’t make the Deans List again this semester, than that means I suck at school.”

Or the one I am famous for lately…

“I’m getting a wrinkle on my forehead,  why the h isn’t this wrinkle cream working?” <-Said with great despair.

Why would any normal human being think these things?  I hear myself saying them, but it doesn’t register that they’re irrational.  I mean, now that I’m writing it down I can see it, but why when I am in the moment do I not understand that?  Whatever the reason, it’s clear I have to stop the destruction now.

3.)  Stop cutting my hair.

This picture is giving me anxiety...Yikes.

You all remember what happened the last time I cut my hair, right?  Somehow every time I do it, I seem to think the result is going to be different.  Isn’t that the definition of insanity?  However, the next time I go to reach for the scissors, I will get an imaginary slap on the wrist.

That’s it, no more cutting my own hair, and that means bangs, too, missy!  You got that?

2.)  Stop trying to map out the future.

I’ve noticed that I am always thinking ahead.  I am always planning for a worst case scenario, or looking into the future for what it might hold.  Most of the time this makes me feel like I am going bonkers.  I vow to start taking a breather and just living in the moment more, instead of planning for what’s coming next.

Now for the last one, also known as the most important one…

1.)  Start seeing the glass half full.

Half full or half empty? You decide.

Well, this is going to be a tough one.  In fact, I’m not entirely positive that I can actually stick with it.  I know it sounds a bit cynical to admit to being a “glass half empty” person, but I don’t look at it that way.  The way I see it, is that I am realistic.  Matt is the dreamer, and I am the voice of reason usually.  However, I admire his outlook on life.  He is a very positive person, and he is not afraid of his dreams.  He’s also not afraid of failing.  How many people can really say that they’re not afraid of failing?  Yeah, Matt’s pretty awesome.  That’s why I married him.

Anyway, I heard a Steve Jobs quote right after he passed away, and to me, it pretty much summed up Matt.  The quote was, “Stay hungry, stay foolish.”  I’ve decided I want to be more like that, foolish, because although being realistic can protect you from disappointment, it doesn’t enable you to take the kinds of risks that pay off big time.

So, what are some of your New Year’s Resolutions?

~The End…