I just want to be left alone…for two minutes…

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I’m always thinking of a new blog post.  Some go in and out of my head in 5 minutes, but others stick around.  With Mother’s Day right around the corner, this topic keeps popping up.  This morning it really came up again.  I don’t know about the rest of you but I do my best thinking in the shower.  I always thought they need to come up with some kind of white board that works in the shower…but then it needs to somehow magically transfer those ideas that I write on there to my cell phone/email which is where I keep a lot of my “To Dos”.  That’s too technical for me, but there is your next million dollar idea for Shark Tank.

I digress.

Anyway, so I’m about halfway through my shower this morning and M comes in to tell me her nose is running and she needs a Kleenex.  Really?  I’m in the shower.  Her father was 5 feet from her.  And she had to come ask me?  So I kindly told her, “M, I’m in the shower…please go ask Daddy.”  “Otay Mommy…” And no I didn’t spell “Okay” wrong.  That’s how she says it.  Too cute.  Part of me wants to keep her saying words these cute ways forever.

It got me thinking.  I work in media and last year right before Mother’s day, one of my co-workers came around and asked the Moms what they wanted for Mother’s Day.  99% of us said a nice small gift but then to leave us alone.  It’s true.  That’s what I want again.  I’m okay with even a nice breakfast and then to be left alone.  From pretty much the time that I wake up to the time I go to bed, I’m rarely “alone” and doing things I want to do.  From home to work and back home again, there is little time as a mother and wife that I have time do something I want to do and don’t feel obligated to do, even for two minutes.  Another one of M’s phrases right now is “two minutes” …”Just two more minutes Mommy”.

With that said, when I do get those rare two minutes alone I miss M or Dan…or just feel weird because I’m not doing something productive.  I don’t relax easily. So, if I get time alone I don’t want them to go tooooo far.    🙂

Even if you aren’t a mom or a wife…I hope all you ladies get left alone sometime soon…if only for two minutes…

Club…

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So we started out as a Book Club, and technically we still pick 6 books a year, but we only spend about 10-15 minutes of our about 3 hour chat sessions once every other month talking about the book.  We talk about clothes, movies, TV, our families, our jobs, and just pure gossip sometimes…and we are all okay with it.

I’m doing my Clues, Links, Thoughts out of order this time…you will soon see why…

“L”ink

A week or so ago, one of our “Club” members emailed us all this link.  It’s about a book club that read over 200 books in 17 years.  We all laughed…and then I decided I would write about our club.  Even if we try to have that many books, no one reads them all.  My mom is probably the closest.  She was a librarian though and has that librarian guilt that once you start a book, you need to finish it.   We have been together almost 10 years.  Had members come and go, but we are a pretty solid group these days.  Three of the ladies are around my mom’s age, four are around mine.  And we mesh perfectly.  Every once in a while someone misses … a cold, a sick kiddo, prior engagement, but we try to keep pick a day when most can make it.

“C”lue

So when I told the Club I was going to write about us, I asked for their favorites that we have read.  Some are the ones that every book club in America has read, some are not.  I’m sure there is a bunch that I have forgotten, but these are the ones that stuck out for the group.  Some we wouldn’t have read without the group, some that some of us still haven’t read.

Harry Potter-J. K. Rowling
The Help- Kathryn Stockett
Gone Girl-Gillian Flynn
Trust Your Eyes-Linwood Barclay
Glass Castle- Jeannette Walls
Various books by Jodi Picoult
Various books by Augusten Burroughs

“T”hought

Yes my mom was a librarian, yes I enjoy reading, no I don’t have time anymore.  I will when M is older…maybe…maybe not.  So I don’t usually sit down with a book in my hands.  That doesn’t mean I don’t like listening to stories. I get most of my books for club from the library for free and get them as books on CD.  I travel a lot for my job and this is one way I can actually finish the books we pick.  Errrr…I mean CDs.  Except for the last two…

6 years…

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So today marks my 6th Wedding Anniversary, and since Dan tends to get the shaft on my Blogs and M tends to get all the attention, I figured I would focus this blog on our relationship and this celebration!

We have been together 9 year this October…dated for a year, engaged (at Light Up Night/Santa Spectacular) for two and married for six. We have been through so much, and as much as I tease him, I know I’m blessed. Who else would put up with my craziness? Those of you that know me well know he is the balance to me.

We have been through so much as many relationships have…one of our biggest…we work together (and do the exact same job) which has its own tests (in fact we were a recent topic on a recent local radio show). Yes, it is possible to work with your husband or wife and still get along. In fact we met here. Maybe that helps. The passing of Dan’s father, the passing of two of my Grandmothers, infertility issues, the birth of our beautiful girl, raising that strong willed, smart, beautiful girl. The list could go on and on. Our relationship isn’t the same one we started with. We have grown and it with us. Did I mention I am blessed?

Don’t get me wrong, we fight, we argue, and sometimes we go to bed mad. But in the end we love each other and we are in this relationship to make it work. A few months ago I came across this blog and I truly agree. http://themattwalshblog.com/2014/05/29/wife-person-married/ We were blessed with not just each other but great role models. Our parents, grandparents, siblings, and aunts and uncles who have had long and happy marriages. And don’t get me wrong here either. My one set of grandparents was divorced in a time when divorce was just not done. It happens. Sometimes there are things in a relationship that are just not “fixable”. Are you tired of the blessed word yet? Too bad…I’m blessed to be in a relatioship that things are fixable. Everything that Dan and I go though we will go through together. For not just the next 6 years, but the next 60…