Fiction

So I think I may have posted before of my disinterest in fiction. However, having read 2 fiction books in the last few months( one I did not care for and one I more so did), I'm finding myself looking for my next book to read. I browsed down the aisle's of the Target book section the other day, picking up numerous attention grabbing titles, just to be disappointed. I was waiting for one to pull at my interest.......and nothing. I considered just holding off since I'm more than likely going to join a " book club" that my best girl friend from back in high school will be hosting but then again I want to read a really well written, not light and fun, piece that I can indulge in on my own. Maybe that's just the loner in me..... Who knows. Anyhow Memoirs of a Geisha keeps popping up in my mind and I think 2 people have recently commented on how great a book it is so I'm thinking of reading that. If you've read it let me know.....if not if you don't mind leaving me a comment with a book recommendation.....I'd truly appreciate it.

Oh and I am just LOVING this gorgeous fall weather.

Time wounds all heals

And it begins again. If you feel like praying for me that would be greatly appreciated.

What did I get myself into

I'm not sure if it's common knowledge that I am not the most social person in the world. I think if you have at least met me once that you might catch the drift. Not that I try to emit "stay away from me" vibes or anything but I have been told a time or two that I am kind of just quiet......aloof. Not all there. I assure you, I am. My brain just operates at 500miles an hour and when you are trying to carry on a conversation with me I have wandered off into lala land and that accounts for the blank stare because I probably have no idea what you are talking about. So it's just easier to not talk to people. I can't count the times people have told me they think I'm a snob! Ouch. I'm not a snob, I don't think I am better than anyone else so much as I think that I am not. Going back to, I think it was high school........I've never been one to enjoy being around large crowds, making mindless chit chat about the weather or in high school about getting drunk and partying. It's when I started feeling kind of like an outsider or like something was wrong with me because I did not seem to fit in with all the other kids my age. I had no interest in their immature shenanigans and I guess that made ME weird. Anyway.......WOW.... Okay so just to be to the point.....Yeah, I'm not all that social of a person. Or maybe I am, I just have a hard time finding people I actually can relate to or that I actually want to relate to. Oh my goodness.......maybe I am a snob! It has nothing to do with the fact that I don't like people because on the contrary I do. I like people very much. I just get caught up in this mind game with myself that I won't bother typing out but the scenario typically plays out in my head and usually ends up with....Monica, you're lame and people don't like you. I always think people don't like me....and it probably in turn makes people not like me. You see?? Yes, it's very difficult living with a mind like mine.....but it's what I got and so I must find a way to get on. So all that to say that I somehow found myself organizing and hosting a "party" and I am terrified! I mean what in the world did I get myself into? Oh Dear Lord please give me the brain function of a normal person for this party and let me get through it with as little internal conflict as possible. Agh!!! What if people don't come? I can't believe I am putting myself out there so that when people deny the invite I can carry it all on my shoulders . Then I will really wallow in lameville.

I can't believe I just admitted this for who ever reads this to read. Oh and I was kidding......I'm really listening to you when you talk to me.

; )

4 years ago

This was me 4 years ago! Not so patiently, and miserably waiting for Bella to make her appearance. I can't even remember how many times people would ask me if I was having twins since my belly was humongous!

So Much I Want to Do

And so little time. And shall I say more correctly.....so little money. Money shmoney. Why do things have to cost so much? I have caught some sort of "bug" and I can't seem to shake it. Symptoms have been - Wanting to redecorate, wanting to buy more furniture, wanting to buy new bedding for my bedroom, wanting to recover my dining room chairs, wanting to install wood flooring in the entry,dining, and part of the living room that is high traffic, wanting to redo our kitchen cabinets, wanting and wanting and wanting. I better get over this bug quick or I'm likely to get real sick and do something like Charge all these things on a credit card just so I can have it all now. Gasp! What would Dave Ramsey think?? The funny thing is that my hubby is such a softy when it comes to things like this and so when I say......" I want to go buy such and such" he says, "Okay....go get it." So not only do I have to be the one that wants all this stuff, I also have to be the one to say, NO! "Not now honey.....just be patient and we will have all that someday" I have to convincingly say to myself. It's so hard. For now I'll just be thankful that I was able to buy us an entertainment center (something I have wanted for 2 years) and it will be here Thursday. I have had my eye on this piece for 2 years and had hoped the price would come down.....and it hasn't. It's not anything fancy and even at the price it's a great deal compared to all the other similar pieces out there. I hope/think it will satisfy that big empty wall that's been begging to be dressed up.