Friday, February 19, 2010

The Post About Nothing

Not much to report here. I'm such a lame blogger these days. Why? I don't know!! I've noticed that ever since my dad died, I'm not not into it anymore. But I really wouldn't say the two are connected. I need to get better at it though, because I like the idea of keeping up with what's going on in my life. Like being hip-deep in toddlerdom.

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See??? That was Harley. Maybe that's why I'm a lame blogger. Because he's up in my grill all the time. But I honestly wouldn't have it any other way. He's been such joy. He really is my joy. Do you know that just a few days before my dad died he sent me a text in reference to this post that said, "I love you so much. You are my joy"? I can't begin to tell you how much I wish I had saved that text. And Harley really, truly is my joy these days.

So Harley talks a TON lately. Oh my heck it's the cutest thing EVER!!! His latest word is "Ma'er". It's Mater, from Cars but without the T. He loves Mater. I went on a Mater quest this past Monday. Couldn't find him in all the usual places...Wal Mart, Toys R Us. So we went to the mall and found him at the Disney store. Ohhhh, did we find him!

Did I mention that I should have been shopping for Hayden's birthday during my Mater quest? Well I should have been. Actually, I did shop for Hayden. I can't believe my (oldest) baby is ELEVEN!! Here's a fun little bit for you: My sister, DeNae was 11 when I was born. I was 11 when her son, David was born. David was 11 when Hayden was born and now Hayden's 11. Crazy, right?

This post is all over the place. I apologize. I got nothin' though.

I love my job. How many waitresses can say that? I really do, though! Last night I waited on a man who was eating alone. He was a soft spoken man. Very nice. His bill was $28. He gave me two twenties and asked that I just bring him $5 back. So I did. When I gave him his change, he told me he'd like to pick up the bill of the table next to him. Who does that??? Very nice people, that's who. Their bill was only $20. (They shared a steak.) He gave me $25 and told me to keep the rest. When he left, I was cleaning up and found the $5 change I'd given him still in the black book. Nice, right? See? I love my job.

Am I the only one who's ready for winter to be over? I feel like such a whiner because we really haven't had a harsh winter. I just want it to be WARM!!! And yet, I'm stressed about summer coming because it means no more bulky hoodies to cover my muffin top. And I have to shave my legs every day. I guess it's all about trade offs, right?

I had a great birthday. Probably the best ever. It seems like I say that every year. That's a good thing, I think.

I'm excited for this. I haven't bought my ticket yet but I'm for sure going. I can't wait! I want to have a big slumber party that Friday night. Braid each other's hair. Paint finger nails. Strip down to bra and panties and have a tickle fight. Freeze the bra of the first girl that falls asleep. Y'know, do it up right!

OK, that's it. I'll stop. Have a great weekend, everyone!

8 comments:

Just SO said...

I love that your dad did that. That is such a great memory to have. Even if you didn't save the text. My bil is kicking himself for not saving a few voice mails that Pam left him.

I love that you went on a Mater hunt. Glad you found him.

Happy birthday to Hayden!! We need to get him and George together.

And get that ticket!!! I have a partial one because the Friday part of the conference is the last day of school here. But I'll be there Friday night and Saturday...we can carpool.

Kristina P. said...

I've thought about the text/voicemail thing. Saving voicemails from Adam in case something happened to him. But that's also super depressing.

I was just thinking how much I've missed you! I feel like we haven't seen each other in forever.

M-Cat said...

I have a couple of voice mails from Sissy, that we've saved and listen to them every day. : )

veronica said...

I'm glad you are still blogging, even if you aren't feelin' it. I need my Amber-fix. I need to know that there are still good people out there who appreciate a hard-working woman and leave her great tips!

tammy said...

I've got nothing lately either.

Your Dad's text is so sweet. I need to be better at telling people I care about how I feel. Like Kristina, I find myself saving voice messages of people I love "just in case." And I have a cute one saved of my little boy when he was like 3. Love it.

And what a sweet man at your restaurant! I really want to offer to buy someone's meal sometime.

wendy said...

It is so nice to have you blogging. Hayden 11 ---wow.
11 is your lucky number --better got to VEGAS and use it all the time.

I wish so bad I could go to the blogger conference. I'd even LET you freeze my bra and you could put my fingers in warm water while I was asleep to make me wet the bed.

It is nice to hear of all the NICE things that some people still do for each other---like your resturant story.
after my first divorce, and Eric and I were out to dinner, my Bishop was at the same resturant, and HE paid for our bill.
I had NO IDEA....as we went to pay for our meal, the waiter said oh it was paid for by.........
I have always loved him for that. Even after spilling my sould to him of how I always manage to "F" up my life....he bought us dinner.
THAT is the kind of people heaven is made up of.

I have saved some email's from my dad. CAUSE I want them forever.

and if you remember I DON'T TEXT.

DeNae said...

Wendy's right. Get your kiester to Vegas. Everything is in bloom down here. It's been trying to be spring for 3 weeks.

Wonderful text from dad. You really did bring him an extra measure of joy. I love you for that.

Moody said...

I'm kind of in the same blogging mode...my sister likes to read all my inane ramblings though, so I'm sticking with it! I'm with you on hoodies and leg hair! lol And how nice to have such an awesome customer (it's nice when people really appreciate how hard waitresses work and reward them for it!)