Showing posts with label the little things. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the little things. Show all posts

Monday, February 7, 2011

"Little Things" - Boyz II Men

Little things I learned over the weekend.

1.  Taking my mom out for her birthday dinner . . . . a half pound burger.  Is kinda big.  but easily killable. yum.

2.  Letting Peanut do a "guest blog" post for my mom's birthday. . . . . confused the heck out of most of you [and me].  she begged.  I let her.  [the mistake came in not "proofing" it first].

3.  While searching for a photo of Peanut and her Nana . . . .we found this photo. 

which
I
freaking
love.

4.  Super Bowl Party last night . . . . was a blast

Waking up trying to get this in with a stomach [still way full of food].  did. not. make. for. a. great. good. run. [duh].

5.  Getting an email from Pita saying only this:  "ifgt"  - - - did help me kill the last two miles.

6.  I suck at writing "form" letters.  I keep wanting to do this:
                
                       "I'm. writing. to. see.  if. you. would. be. . . . "

Ya, not too professional looking.

7.  I have 4 days to read this. 


One
day
I will
understand
this
sport
right?!

8.  I should have bet on the game last night.  My [non-betting] pick Packers by 7 or less.  Ya, guess who could/would have won $60 last night.  URGGGG.

9.  An email from Petra letting me know she "nailed" her 18 mile treadmill run.

you.  freaking.  rock. [you must read that post - click on her name.  I love this woman!]

10.  The little thing that made me sooooooo happy this morning.  Walking into my room after I finished my run . . . . . .

to.
see.
my.
bed.
made.

no. joke. this [to me]. is. like. finding. $100. in. my. back. pocket.

Happy. Emz.

What little thing is making you happy today?!

Thursday, March 25, 2010

what can I do vs. doing

When a friend is in trouble, don't annoy him by asking if there is anything you can do. Think up something appropriate and do it. - Edward W. Howe 

This is my do-er friend Ashley.

The one on the right.  At my surprise party.  She threw for me.  [The candy ---- that's a whole other blog post.]

No, today is not her birthday.  No, she doesn't even know I have a blog.  [I know, seriously, how come I don't advertise this awesome thing.] ;)  I'm just lazy and have just now gotten around to posting this.

She is a "do-er". 

I met up with her for lunch last week [as I do most weeks].  We usually talk about her [way younger than me] life as it is ALWAYS changing & eventful.  So exciting.  We got a little side tracked last week.  I was having a little less than perfect day [no biggie / no tears].   

What's on my door-step 4 hours later?  These:

[sorry, still not too fab with my camera]

And a note.  One of the best "friendship" notes I have ever received.  You'd think I'd have know this girl since birth.  I've known her two years.  We only started getting together more often in the last 4 months.


It's the little things to me.  The little things make me love/adore/appreciate people big time.

Thanks Ash.  Going to miss you come August.  Chicago or New York?  Which ever you two choose ----- I'm coming to visit.

Monday, March 1, 2010

It's just what kids do

I'm reminded [pretty much daily] how awesome children are by the one [and only one] I currently am raising.

What is she teaching me?

"Mom, I bet if you smiled at the lady . . . . she wouldn't look so grumpy."

"Mom, that girl lives close to us but doesn't go to my school.  We are friends now."  [me] "Of course you are - you've known her for 45 seconds."

"Wait for me Mom.  Wait here." she leaves me in the card aisle at Hallmark [literally runs to the door] and opens it for a gentleman holding way too many boxes.

In grocery store:  "I like your shoes." Thanks Pean.... [then realize she's not talking to me but rather to a teenager buying gum].

"Mom, have a quarter?"  [I give it to her.  She says she'll be right back.  I watch.  Gets dropped into the Haiti Relief Fund jar.

the next one is the best [if I can write it] why am I so freaking emotional?!

To woman crying in Basha's [in card aisle] on Saturday.  "Are the cards sad?"  [Me] "Umm, I'm so sorry.  Ellie come over here."
Woman says, "No, please don't.  Yes, the cards can be sad...but I am sad because my 4 month pregnant daughter lost her baby today."  Ellie looks into her eyes, "That happened to my mom last year too.  It sucks*.  I'm sorry."

Lady looks at me.  I thinking [man why do I let her use that word [sucks]?]  Lady says, "Thank you.  That was the most heart felt offering of sympathy I think I have ever felt."  Peanut hugs her waist [?!?] and there are now three people crying in Basha's.

Today.

I'm trying. 

To be more like my nine year old.

*After talking with Peanut [about how awesome that was and why she used the words "sucks"].  She reminded me of what I had told others was probably the best thing someone did/said to make me feel better during this time.  It was a "this sucks" gift from two dear friends.  "this sucks" slice of carrot cake and tulips.  a big "this sucks" hug.  and "this sucks" card.  I think "sucks" is/was totally fitting.