What it's about...

Today I've been packing and taking stuff over to my new house.
I have been so busy I haven't really had time to do much of anything else.
So it was sort of nice to have my neighbor stop by.
C (and his then wife J) were our best friends while Shane and I were married.
After things went awry, we all drifted apart.
It couldn't have been easy being around either one of us.  Shane had a girlfriend, I was angry and we were all faking the pleasantries for Ryan's sake.
Turns out, things were kind of weirder, since C and J were going through their own marital turmoil. 

C had stopped by to say 'welcome' and to offer his help moving if I needed it.

I had thought about what I was going to say to him.  I hadn't seen him since I left three years ago.  And knowing that he did the same thing to his wife that Shane did to me, made me sort of angry with him. 

But then I realized something today. 
C was my friend.
I liked him.  And even though he did something stupid I still liked him, he was still my friend.

Over the last few years I've been so clouded with anger and bitterness.  And I started to judge people based on how I thought they should be, instead of allowing them to just be and love them anyway.

It's not about how perfect we are.  It's about the decisions we make, and how we make up for the mistakes we've made.
And more importantly, it's how we support the people we love and care about.

So while I'm sort of off the grid next week, do me a favor.
Call a friend you haven't spoken to in awhile, be a little extra nice to someone who challenges you, and make sure to treat yourself a little nicer too.

It's all about feeling good...

This past weekend I made a mini-road trip with one of my besties, to hang out with people I didn't really know. 

And we had a the best time ever!!
The drive was frought with wrong directions (ooops, my bad), fits of laughter (poof) and scared pedestrians.  I swear I wasn't that close to the guy!!

We finally did find the correct place.

National Harbor is really nice.  I'd love to go back down with a few more friends, make an entire day of it.  Celena and I could show off our haunts!

Like the blower in the ladies bathroom, it gives facials and everything!

The restaurant that serves comfortable food.  I hear it goes down nice and smooth.

We could introduce them to Neil at Harrington's Pub.
(I was so mezmorized by his rugged sexiness that I forgot to take a picture)

Or we could just find new trouble to get into.

This weekend really was great.  Not only did I spend time with a very lovely lady, but I finally got to meet someone I've considered a friend for almost 6 years. 
Sharon is one of the nicest people I had never met, until now.

Her and her family were the best company for a great dinner.

Good times indeed.

I like the big, mean, fast, stomach dropping scream machines.

I don't believe in heaven or hell. 
There is no golden gates waiting to open for me when I die.
This is it.
This is my one shot.
I want to laugh with my besties, fall in love, be a mom; and all the other million things that make this world a great place to be in.
Life is too short to sit and wait for things to happen.
So I'm going to push that stupid fear aside, and do what makes me happy.
And if you'd like to join me, you might want to strap yourself in.
I don't ride the baby coasters.