I started writing a blog a month ago and just finished it tonight but it didn't post it at the top. It is called My Hands...My Story...so if you want to read it, it is down a bit further. I hope you enjoy it!
Read more...A few single friends and I had a conversation not too long ago about being single in a world that seems to portray that it is much better to be in a relationship than to fly solo through life. We all pretty much came to the same conclusion that we are fine being single but we wouldn't object to dating and eventually getting married. Yes, there are times where it is harder than others to be single but it is par for the course and we will get through it - just have to wait.
During the conversation with my friends, we discussed what we call our future husband that we are waiting for. Many of them have, what I call, the Cinderella complex. Walt Disney has created this image in young girl's heads that when they meet the guy that they are supposed to marry, he will come and rescue them on a white steed in full armor and they will ride off into the sunset together. Now this isn't a bad thing for young girls who enjoy dressing up and wearing the plastic character shoes, but when a girl gets to about 13, I think that she needs to let go of that stereotype and realize that only unless she wants to find herself locked in the highest room of the tallest tower of a castle surrounded by boiling lava and guarded by a fire-breathing dragon, she will not be rescued then fall in love with a knight in shining armor on a white horse - it just doesn't happen in every day life.
So I gave my two cents on what I think....since I am not Cinderella and I really have no desire to be locked away from civilization for an extensive amount of time while waiting for some guy to find a white horse and be fitted for a full suit of armor, I will settle for a dork in aluminum foil on a stick horse. He can be the nerdiest guy around and have not a clue in the world as to how to even mount a horse, but he will be my nerdy-horse riding challenged husband.
So what do you have...Prince Charming or a Dork in Aluminum Foil?
I would love to hear your stories of how you met your current spouse. I love them! One of the greatest stories that I have heard have come from a couple of friends who were high school sweethearts. I won't bore you with it but it made me smile. :) So please comment - I want to hear from you!
It is rather quiet tonight...well I guess morning. I am currently at work sitting around and waiting for the 2 o'clock AM feeding to come around. They told me to keep occupied and that as long as I was quiet, they could care less what I did...so I figured that I would write a blog. It has been a while since I have had the opportunity to post anything so this may be quite the random blog. So sit back and enjoy this....my drink suggestion is a Caramel Frappicino from Starbucks...mmmm.
As of Wednesday of last week, I am now a hachi kyu (AKA: a yellow belt in karate). Yeah...I know...not too high of ranking but I feel like I worked hard to get my belt. Granted I didn't get the scores that I wanted to on my test but according to my Sensei, I did really well. This quarter I am determined to work even harder and get better scores. :) If I do well at the next test in 4 months, I am considering going to my first tournament in October. I am not a very competitive person...well at least not as bad as I used to be in high school but I figure that karate is something coompletely new and it could be fun to compete. So we will see... :) O...and I am sending out a HUGE CONGRATULATIONS to all of the ichi kyus that took the black belt test and passed. The Nampa School of Karate now has 5 new black belts! Congratulations to all of you!
I found out today that I may not have a developmental tech job for over the summer...pretty much bites the big one! I was talking to my participant's mom and they are moving up to Riggins for the summer so they will not be having services over the summer. I haven't told my supervisor and neither has she. She has sold her house and they have 2 weeks until they have to be moved out....so basicially I have 2 weeks before I will be SOL when it comes to that job. I don't know how I feel about it. I have finally got myself into a schedule and rythm when it comes to the whole school/work/extra activities and I hate to ruin it now. God willing...this will not throw a huge kink in my plans but we will see.
This past week one of my last single friends got engaged....I honestly didn't think that it would get me like it has but o boy has it definitely left me feeling kind of down and out. I know that people keep telling me to stop looking and the guy that I am meant to be with will just show up but it is kind of difficult when some of the people that are closest to me are moving forward with their lives in that area while I am stuck on idle. It isn't like I am not making progress in life...in fact, it is quite the opposite. For the first time in several years, I feel like I am moving in the direction that I want my life to go. It may not be what others think is right but it is my life and I will live it as I so please. I am sure in time, my future husband will come along on and cause me to fall head over heels for him (literally!) but for now I think I will try my best to enjoy the fact that I have no one else that I have to worry about when it comes to life. I can do things as I so please with no worries that I have to work in another person's life into it all. The freedom is nice but I would be lying to you if I told you that I am completely okay with being single. I wouldn't mind the companionship and relational intimacy (non-physical of course!) that a significant other brings. But I will wait patiently knowing that when my dork in aluminum foil shows up on his stick horse to ride off into the sunset with me that it will be all in God's timing - not mine.
Well it is getting closer to feeding time so I guess that I should finish the rest of my paperwork so that as soon as I am done feeding them, I can head home. :) Talk to y'all later! God bless!
