March Madness

Well, for anyone that knows me, you know I'm married to a sports fanatic. Well this week is March Madness. Now when I was younger I had heard the phrase but had no idea what it was about. So this is a little blog about how 9 years ago I met a beautiful boy who changed all of that.

About nine years ago I met Seth. I had been dating my best friend and we had broken up. He was dating someone new and our relationship was difficult to say the least. He had been playing on a men's open league basketball team and needed a pretty girl in the stands to cheer for him because his girlfriend said it was stupid and she wouldn't go. So, who do you think he called? That's right....me. I went and when I walked in I noticed this beautiful muscular boy sitting on the bench next to my friends room mate. I asked the guy who had taken me to the game who the boy was, he didn't know for sure. I was determined to find out. Another guy I knew walked inland I asked him and was told, "That's Seth Reynolds" and I knew I had to meet him. After the game I went back to my best friends house and begged him to introduce me. He wouldn't. He told me he didn't wan me to date anyone and especially not Seth. Well I of course got angry and decided it was time to leave. His room mate had heard our conversation and stopped me on my way out and told me he would introduce me if I would come to the next game and cheer for him and not my best friend. Well I was mad and agreed. Well I went to the next game and my friend, Shawn (my bff's room mate), got hurt in the game. So I didn't get to meet Seth that night. Instead I went home to play nurse to my friend with a swollen knee because he lived with boys and well, let's face it, they aren't very caring. But, Shawn kept his end of the deal. I went to work the next day and on my way home I called to check on him and see what all he needed since he still couldn't walk. He said Seth was there and he wanted me to come over.

To make a long story short, I met my husband that night. Neither of us wanted a relationship but once we started dating we didn't want to be apart either. He introduced me to the game of basketball. A sport I had always hated. Even when my baby brother played it for 3 years. I loathes the sport. But it was his thing. He always told me what was going on and explained the game without getting frustrated at my million questions. I have grown to really love the sport. So much so that this year he asked me if I wanted to fill out a college basketball bracket and I did. I have never done that before and I'm really excited that he thinks I know enough to participate. Basketball is something that kind of brought us together. It is the one thing that I know he loves and I live watching with him. So starting tomorrow, our tv will be on basketball non stop. It will stay that way until the weekend is over. And no, I really don't mind. He includes me in this passion of his. He explains what I don't understand and he never makes me feel dumb. I love this time of year.

COWS!!!

So about a week or so ago, Seth's friend, Brendon, brought 14 cows out here to eat down our pasture. I was SO excited! I'm a city girl and I've never been around livestock of any kind for an extended length of time. Seth has always told me that you can't make a cow a pet. So, those of you that know me know what my mission has been. I want these cows to LOVE me. I want them to let me pet them, feed them, and come to me when I call them! Well, I am almost there! When Brendon dropped the cows off, they were all pregnant and only one of the 14 had a name. Now 6 of them have a name and 2 of them have babies! I know, I know, I am the biggest dork for naming cows. But I love them. They are the coolest thing ever! I have been calling them and getting them to come to the fence by whistling and yelling "Hey girls!"....they always come running! I have already made a friend that will come to the fence anytime she sees me. Her name is Left Eye (yes as in Lisa "Left Eye" Lopez from the group TLC, and yes I know I'm dating myself by knowing who they are).  I also have one who absolutely hates my guts and lets me know how she feels every chance she gets. She is the biggest cow I have ever seen. I have named her Daisy Mae. She always snorts at me when I am out there. Anyway, here are a few pictures of the girls.....Enjoy!

 This one I named Reba....she's sassy and was the first one to let me pet her....she's brave!

 This is Jaret's cow, Jessica....she was named before she got here.....she's very shy.

 This is Daisy Mae.....I'm lucky she let me get this close. She hates my guts!

This one is Left Eye. I may never give her back. She and I have become friends. She always comes to the fence if she sees me outside. She is a very sweet cow.



Everclear

One of my most favorite bands of all times is Everclear. I LOVE their sound. I realize most people don't like them and most people think I'm insane for my crazy taste in music but I love them. This week has been insane. I lost a cousin in a motorcycle wreck last Thursday. Saturday my very close friend from church, Suzie, passed away. She was Isaac's wife, I blogged about him 2 years ago when he passed away. Then today my Mom & Dad had a wreck. They were in a hit & run. Luckily they are okay, just very sore. The guy that hit them was caught and arrested. I'm thankful for the teens that stopped and comforted my Mom and Dad before I was able to get there. And I am so glad the two men who saw it happen chased down the moron who hit them so the police could arrest him. He's now going to jail because he didn't have a license & he left the scene of an accident. He's just lucky I wasn't there before the cops or he'd be a whole lot worse off.

Anyway. Back to Everclear. This song sums up some of how I feel this week. I'm overwhelmed and feel like I've been everything to everyone and haven't had time to deal with my own hurt. I haven't had time to deal with all of the stress from everything going on in my own life the last few weeks. I'm stressed, I'm exhausted, & I'm emotionally drained. So here's my song for the week.


Everything to Everyone
Everclear

You put yourself in stupid places
Yes I think you know it's true
Situations where it's easy to look down on you
I think you like to be the victim
I think you like to be in pain
I think you make yourself the victim
Almost every single day

You do what you do
You say what you say
You try to be everything to everyone
You know all the right people
You play all the right games
You always try to be
Everything to everyone

Yeah you do it again
You always do it again

You say they taught you how to read and write
They taught you how to count
I say they taught you how to buy and sell
Your own body by the pound
I think you like to be their simple toy
I think you love to play the clown
I think you are blind to the fact
That the hand you hold
Is the hand that holds you down

You do what you do
You say what you say
You try to be everything to everyone
You know all the right people
You play all the right games
You always try to be
Everything to everyone

Yeah you do it again
You always do it again

Spin around and fall down
Do it again
You stumble and you fall
Yeah why won't you ever learn
Spin around and fall down
Do it again
You stumble and you fall
I wonder if you will ever learn

Why won't you ever learn

Come on now
Do that stupid dance for me

You do what they tell you to do
You say what they say
You try to be
Everything to everyone

Spin around and fall down
Do it again
You stumble and you fall
Yeah you do it again
Spin around and fall down
Do it again
You stumble and you fall

Hats....

Have you ever heard the song "Hats" by Amy Grant? Well, if you haven't you should. In that song she talks about all the different "hats" she wears.

I personally wear many hats. I'm a wife, mom, sister, daughter, and so many more. Today I wore one of my favorite hats & at times one of the most difficult. Favorite/best grand kid.

My Mom called me at about 9 to tell me that my Aunt Betty's grandson, Anthony had a motorcycle wreck this morning and was killed. My Mammaw was home alone and absolutely heartbroken. Mom asked me to get dressed and go take care of her. I jumped in the truck, no make up, dressed like a hobo, hair up in a messy ponytail and took off. I've never seen my Mammaw so upset. It broke my heart. I just hugged her an held her until my Pawpaw made it home. My Aunt Betty & Mammaw are best friends. This is as hard on Mammaw as it is my Aunt Betty. I'm glad I was able to be there for my Mammaw even though the rest of my day has been emotional. I love that woman more than she will ever know. To be the one comforting her today felt strange because she's always the one comforting me. So it was different but in glad I was there for her.

Wearing all these different hats is hard at times. Today wearing my most favorite was hard. I'm a fixer naturally and so not being able to fix this hurts my heart. So anyone that wants to pray for my family, be my guest. We will definitely be needing it.

Stress

So anyone that knows me knows I deal with stress in a few different ways. This morning after I finished feeding Talent his breakfast I put him in his room to play and watch his little tv shows. Then I came to my sanctuary in the kitchen and began baking.

Lately the stresses of being a one income family have been weighing heavily on me. I feel like we have no money a lot of times and feel helpless about it because I don't have a "real job". It's so stressful. I could easily go get one. I've been told by the store manager at walmart that if I want a job (ever) to just call and I have one. I know he means it. I've worked for him in the past and I overheard him telling someone that I was "one of the best hands you could have work for you." so I know I can get a job. But what's the point in getting one when we would have to pay for child care? Child care would cost as much as I would make. And Seth and I really don't want someone else watching our kid.

So you see, I'm stuck. Wanting to help my little family an no way to really do so. It is such a jar thing for me. In a "fixer" and I just can't seem to fix this. I can't seem to make it always be okay and it makes me crazy. So today I am baking to relieve a little bit of the stress. To try and get my mind off of it.

So Talent will get to enjoy his first cupcake later today. It should be a big mess. I'm glad I will get to be here to see it.