To my Unicorn...

It is so perfect that today is Fathers Day considering my yesterday with my dad :)

So, it was a GORGEOUS day yesterday..and after brunch, I went over to my parents house, picked up a couple of things that I needed and then decided to wash my car, my moms car, and my dads car..hoping to get a little bit of sun. My mom was potting some flowers, and since my parents just put another deck on their house, my dad was putting in a couple of flower beds for my mom(he is SO good to her!) And so when I was done washing, my mom and I were sitting on the deck above where my dad was working and basking in the sun..and we were looking down at him where he was pounding the last couple of boards into place when all of a sudden he drops the hammer and drops to one knee gripping his head. my mom flies down the side of the hill and I run to the bathroom to get a wet washcloth to clean out any wound he might have gotten. Somehow..as he was pounding in the nail...the head of the nail (that's the flat part, girls) flies off, and into his EYE! He tells my mom to tell me that he's fine (even though I am 24 years old..he still wants me to think he's indestructible...) and she did. After a little convincing from my mom, he jumps in the shower and we are off to Urgent Care. We get in pretty quickly and the dr. says he is SUPER lucky that it did not hit his Cornea, and he just got a little cut and it should be fine. Thank you JESUS for keeping him safe! So his vision is fine and he will be back to 100% in a few weeks. Boy was it scary though!

I hope and pray daily to find a man like my dad, I often joke with my parents, that because they spoil me so , that they have ruined me for a man :) It's hard to imagine that there might be another one out there as giving as he is. Another man that, if our daughter or son has something wrong with them, that they would start looking for a 2nd job so we could afford their medicine and doctor bills, or a man, coming home in his 3 piece suit would not only laugh, but join in on the water fight that was waiting for him behind the bushes and in the garage. ... Or a man that would stay up for countless hours with sick kids, rubbing their backs, getting them water, and fanning them, trying to break their fever. Is there a man out there that, when his daughter gets cramps for the first time and doesn't know whats going on, other than thinking she might be dying, will leave work to take her home from school, stop and buy her a chocolate chip cookie, a Slurpee, a new heating pad (he didn't know where ours was, and didn't want to make me wait while he looked), 3 movies, and then, when she just wanted to sit by him under her blanket, he sat there..engulfed in heat from the heating pad in June, sweating to death, but did not move because she finally fallen asleep.
I could go on and on and on about how good my dad has treated our WHOLE family..but I think you get the picture. This doesn't even touch what an amazing, patient, husband he is to my mom either..there isn't enough words for that. And although I don't think he reads my blog..just in case he does one day, and looks back through my posts, I want him to know that he is still my hero, my Unicorn, because men like him just don't exist :)

I love you Dad.

Weeks jumbled into 1

I have LOTS of things to say, so let's get down to it;

There is this blog that I have been reading. .....by this amazing writer, with the most incredibly sad story. And while, I'm almost addicted, I feel I've found the reason for my funk the past couple of days, well part of the reason. While I don't want to go into that because I am already getting tears in my eyes, and sniffing like my deviated septum surgery went way wrong and now I am having blood clots run down my throat... I will explain some other reasons.

I have been having some major body issues for the past hmm..umm..well week-ish. I hate body issues. H.A.T.E.

Usually....I am pretty satisfied with how I look {cost enough to anyway haha} especially if I wear blue lately with my darker hair, I don't duck when I'm passing a mirror if you catch my drift.

But lately, inside and out..not a big fan. That's neither here nor there. I'll try to think of something else to write about, not dwell on the negative stuff in my life..whoa who's mature? {totally rhetorical..cause it's me!}

I don't think TD reads this anymore, so I think I'm safe to post about my little adventure of going to visit him in New York next week. I am beyond excited about this, for a number of reasons;
First, I get to see him! That in itself is a reason for a road trip.
Second, I am driving, by myself to New York . crazy! But so dang exhilarating. I am doing some major {in my eyes anyway} by myself! Stay tuned on how it goes. As of right now, I plan on staying in West Lake on Wednesday Night, and then going from there to my final destination on Thursday. But after driving for almost 6 hours on Wednesday..hopefully I'll have some {or maybe just one?} fun stories from the road. This is coming at the perfect time too ,because I definitely need a break from people. Certain people that I shouldn't talk to or see for a while...this kind of forces me, in a good way, to do that.

I also want to send up a quick prayer for the rain to stop in time for my PBs sisters wedding tomorrow..I've heard that rain on your wedding day is good luck for the marriage..but I think brides might have a hard time believing that when they are in their white dress and want outside pictures :)

I can't believe all this rain that we are getting today. It woke me up 3 times this morning {around 2:30 I think} and it's pouring again now. {1:38pm} and I sure hope I have time to take a nap after I get home and before I go to my other job. And I really really hope that the mall isn't busy tonight. I am not in the mood for people. I am in the wrong business for sure haha.

Stay dry if your in G.R.!

Hypothetical, of course.

Did you ever have an event that happened in your life that, in that moment, you can't imagine being anywhere else or do anything else, than just that? Even though you know it's probably not a good idea to be doing that thing?

And then, weeks after, that's all you can think about, still? And it drives you crazy? And you want nothing more than to go back and do that same thing you were doing, in that same place? Though sometimes when you look back, if you hadn't done what you were doing, you wouldn't know what you're missing now? And maybe you wouldn't be feeling the feelings your feeling?

But the more you think about it, over and over, you can finally decide. How completely and definitely you know...

it was worth it.