Things to do . . .

October 5, 2011

before I am 40!  Oh how I love a to-do list.  Here it is, my Before-I-am-40 Bucket List:

  1. have pink hair    -YAY! done!
  2. stumble my way to Margaritaville and back
  3. go to California
  4. run a 5k
  5. see the sunset over the Pacific
  6. ride Amtrak in a sleeping car
***this list is a list-in-progess as all do-able to-do lists should be…check back for the completed items & the additions***

The countdown is on . . . (or how I am embracing my age)

October 5, 2011

It came and it went on Monday.  My 39th birthday.  There I’ve said it out loud. Listen up because I don’t say it often.  Not the 12 anniversary of my 27th birthday.  Not my 27th birthday.  No, my actual 39th birthday.  Thus beginneth the final year of my third decade.  And oh how did it begin!  After being in a low down nasty funk the week before, I began to celebrate my birthday in fabulous Prillaman girl tradition by starting early.  It was a fabulous Saturday minus the food induced sickness that we shall not discuss.  Sunday I accomplished more in one day that I normally do in a weekend and was ready to go on Monday.  Mr. J was actually in the house for my fabulous day. I had lunch with a fabulous friend.  I had a skinny margarita from Outback at dinner.  It was a beautiful day! Now, you should be able to figure out by this point that the last year of my thirties began on a Monday.  YUCK! Nothing good typically starts on Monday, right? Nope.  BUT yes! It was a fabulous day!!!

As dumb luck would have it, Tuesday I had an appointment to get my hair cut and to (finally!!) get pink stripes.   Oh, how I’ve wanted them.  There is no better time than October to get pink in one’s hair.  (Breast cancer awareness!!) Oh how I laughed and laughed through the process!  It was shocking! I somehow in the process acquired Strawberry Shortcakes’ hair.  I almost wet my pants laughing about it.  I love my friend who does my hair.  She laughed as much as I did.  Then later that night when I returned with Tommy for a hair cut, she insisted that it MUST be changed.  By the time I left, the pink was fading and my head hurt.  It was the best day in a long time.

Today, we giggled more as she made me beautifully brown with a peek-a-bo pink.  I love it.

The pink hair experience has inspired me to create a before-I-am-40 bucket list.  I have one thing to cross off already.  Look for a separate post for that and keep up with the changes.  I am predicting this year to be like no other.  Life is good.  Crazy.  But good.  (Maybe 40 really is the new 20…)

Nothing worse than . . .

August 14, 2011

Today, there is nothing worse than a summer sore throat.  Now that I’ve used the phrase ‘nothing worse than’ karma, the cosmic forces in the universe and/or pure dumb luck will combine together to throw something my way that will indeed be worse than whatever I’m facing that I think is horrible.  That’s the way it happens.  Murphy’s Law.  Jackson’s law.  Whatever law you want to call it….don’t ever (and I mean never, ever, never) say ‘what else can go wrong today’.  That one phrase will ultimately mean that you are about to find out.

Now back to my favorite blankie…..

Lunch of Champions . . .

June 27, 2011

Today is the beginning of what feels like week 1469 of Thomas traveling.  It is also a week of continuing to catch up in the housework and maintenance that was severely overlooked in the past 18 months of my being a college student.  Lunch today is my all time comfort food – grilled cheese sandwich, tomato soup (made with milk not water), the all important bread & butter pickles and a large glass of milk.  I am hoping this lunch of champions and yummy goodness will help center my brain in the chaos of an overwhelming amount that needs to be done.  I have high hopes for the magical powers of my lunch.



Write Your Story

May 25, 2011

I love blogs.  I always wonder how did the blogger get the idea, find the time, move forward from that first blank page staring at her and all the other stumbling blocks that I’ve tripped over since I first contemplated the idea of blogging. (ok, so I’m being gender biased but I typically read blogs written by women.)

Moms blog about moms.  People go on long quests that turn into books – my favorite being a crock pot-centric blog. Christian blogs.  Techie blogs.  Writers blogs.  What would I blog about?  At different times over the past two years I could have blogged about being a preschool teacher, sports reporter and/or college student or doing all three at the same time.  Oh I forgot mom and wife.  That’s when the title This Crazy Life popped into my head and on to wordpress.

I’ve given up the reporting.  Not the sports. Can’t quite give up the football sidelines either…really hoping I don’t have to this season.  I’ve graduated college.  FINALLY.  Better than late than never.  I still advocate finishing as a 20-something instead of a 30-something.

I miss the writing of the paper.  Not the deadlines.  What I hope this will be is a reaction to life.  My crazy life.  What I hope this will be is my story written.  I just need to keep writing…..