Disney World is a lot of waiting. 

Waiting at the airport. 

Waiting on a bus. 

Waiting in line. 

Waiting in line. 

Still waiting in line. 

Waiting for those people in front of us to move! 

Waiting for our fast pass time. 

Waiting on dinner. 

Waiting in line. 

Waiting on the bus. 

Waiting on each other to finish getting ready to go in the morning. 

Waiting to put on my makeup. (Just kidding- I didn’t end up wearing any. Why did I pack it?)

Waiting for the Aleve to work. 

Waiting on the Tylenol to kick in. 

Waiting to buy souvenirs. (Don’t want to waste money buying the wrong thing.) 

Despite all the waiting… I’m having a great time! So glad I get to spend this holiday with my good friend and my son. Grateful for the life I lead. Happy Thanksgiving! 


My 17 year old was up before 5am. 

Probably because we are headed to Disney World today! 

Ty, Trevor and I are off for our big adventure, so be prepared for vacation ruminations. 

I am stupid excited. 

It’s gonna be great. 

I am still procrastinating from packing. I hate packing. I hate it a lot. 

I Found Me

My life has certainly not turned out the way I thought it would.

I never got to accept my Academy Award, which made the acceptance speech I have spent hours practicing in the shower a complete waste of time. (Oscar, Grammy, Tony… I wasn’t picky. I just figured I would win at least one someday.) Of course it doesn’t matter that I can’t sing, dance, or act. Those are minor details. The point is I fully expected to have a stage to stand on where I could thank all the folks who had made my success possible. Obviously I would have been exceedingly humbled and shocked by my win. I would have felt awestruck and I probably would have gushed about the amazing company I was keeping. I would have been charming and the darling of the paparazzi. I just know it. 

I never traveled the world discovering buried treasure and dinosaur fossils that would unlock the mysteries of the meaning of life. Once again, it doesn’t matter that I would never have done the actual exploring necessary for these accomplishments. I just figured it was my destiny. 

I never fell in love. That strange love they taught me to expect in all the movies. I never had a guy chase after me in a rain storm just so he can tell me he can’t live without me. I never walked down the aisle in a pretty white dress, blushing with happiness and excitement to start off on my new life with my Prince Charming. It goes without saying I am not the kind of girl who hangs out in a lot of rain storms, but that should not totally erase this experience from my life. The prince should have known how to find me. I’m the girl who ducked into a building to avoid the downpour. I wasn’t that hard to find. Besides, he could have looked for me on Tinder. 

I never became a famous movie editor. I was also never the White House Correspondent for a major television network. I have failed to research and find the cure for cancer. 

Despite all these things I have failed to accomplish even with my secret knowledge that was who I was supposed to be, I have managed to do many other things. 

I found a career that allows me to support my family. 

I have three of the most amazing little men in my life that I love, and they know I love them. 

I have met amazing friends who make me laugh and call me princess. 

I have managed to find a social circle at home that loves me exactly as I am. 

I manage to find new adventures and I have overcome so many fears. I have finally managed to convince myself most of the time that I am not completely incompetent and inadequate. 

I have learned to stand up for myself and to be brave and embrace who I am. I have learned to welcome my femininity while still being true to my inner tomboy. I can rock red lipstick and a baseball cap. I can be exactly me. 

I have learned relationships are messy. I have learned to have good friends means to be a good friend. It also means I can let go of relationships that no longer suit me. 

Mostly, I have learned that I get to be me. Even if who I am changes on a day to day basis. I don’t have to refuse to embrace new ideas. I don’t have to maintain the status quo. I can be whomever I choose. 

As far as the acceptance speech goes, I’ll probably keep practicing. You never know. 

Signs… and juvenile humor

Why would you ever tell someone this? 

Is there a difference between a speed bump and a speed hump? 

Why have I never noticed this sign before? 

This seems rather dangerous since it is in a no parking zone. 

I guess you gotta hurry so you don’t miss your flight? 

Who is in charge of coming up with sign wording? More important, can I please have that job? 

Am I the only one who finds this hysterical? Maybe I just need coffee. 

Hehe. Speed hump. In the thru lane. Wait! It’s not a no parking zone. This changes everything! Do you have to have a handicapped sticker to partake? And what purpose does the tow truck driver serve in this scenario? Do you speed hump while he is towing your car? Is that an extra charge? How long does it take to speed hump? Maybe it’s a flat rate. 

So many questions. Too few answers. 

I’m just glad my checked bags were under weight. 

Speed hump. Hehe. 

I’m not saying not saying I should demand a refund… but…