Author of little things

IMG_4164My kids love to create stories.  I often wake up to small drawings such as the deathly hollows symbol above, as they like to take the drawings and create another story.   My favorite thing to do with my kids is to let them hear new music.  Instrumental music from movie soundtracks are our favorites!  We take the long way home every time we fall in love with a new song. Each of us take turns telling a story to what we see with the music.   They have become experts at creating these elaborate short stories!  So I have decided, this is the year I write their stories down!  I want to make a book for them to keep.  I’ve never done this before and I’m sure I’ll have to have someone proof read and edit it but I’m excited!  To me it doesn’t matter if these books sale or go big, I am doing this for my girls.   I want them to always remember and cherish our time spent together.

The losing battle of the single mom

Restraining kids to their beds isn’t an option is it?  I need advice on how to keep my 4 year old from leaving her bed at night that also allows me to achieve a sane number of sleeping hours.  I told her that she could no longer sleep in her older sisters bed.  I want her to start sleeping in her own bed each night.  I spent an entire weekend painting and remodeling her room for her, I bought a bed, dresser, and a nightstand with a small tv.  The kid has it made, I slept in a sleeping bag my entire 2nd grade year and I didn’t have a dresser until I bought one when I was 18.  But does any of that matter? No.  She sneaks out of her room every night and crawls into her sisters bed.  I’ve tried to guard the door, I caught her twice last night but she is a night owl and always out last me!  I resulted to threats last night, I told her if I woke to find her in her sisters bed she would be punished.


I woke up, went straight to her room, No Hailee?  Go to her sisters room look in bed, no Hailee?  Small heart attack, as I catch a glimpse of a small people on the floor.  It’s Hailee, sleeping in her sisters room on the floor.  I’m losing this fight.

Mixing pleasure with work 😏


I’m supposed to be learning about the different structures of the skeletal system.  While taking pictures of each piece of bone to study later at home I took the most epic photo of this Mandible.  I’ve always loved photography and now I want to go around taking beautiful pictures of every piece of bone in class!  Well I’ve got to go back to work, tally ho!

Four year old grown up

Mornings are the busiest part of our day.  As I rush around reminding each kid of what they have left to do to get ready, I try to do various house chores.  I usually clean when I come home from work or school but throughout the night the kids get up and roam through the kitchen, Hailee may have an accident and change clothes, they secretly create a fort… whatever the case, there is always more work in the morning! A few days ago while we were in our morning rush my 4 year old daughter Hailee decided to change her clothes and leave them in the floor.  Fet up, I told her that she needed to pick her clothes up and walk them to the laundry hamper.  Then I continued to lecture her about how she needed to start taking care of herself because no one was going to clean up after her when she got older hahaha, I realize now how crazy I sound.  Well it turned out that Hailee took my words to heart.  Yesterday she made her own lunch, cleaned up her own messes all day and then she decided to make me dinner.


She calls it lettuce soup.  It has celery, fruit loops, and milk in it.  She stood there with this super excited face just waiting for me to take a bite. So I did, I really did.  Oh my goodness, the things we do to make our children happy.  Needless to say, I won’t be giving Hailee anymore lectures until she learns her way around the kitchen.

Say what you mean

For the past two and a half years I have been head over hills for this guy named Eli.  From the day I met him, he has had this familiarity that made me feel at home.  Maybe it is the martial arts, since my entire family grew up going to work with my dad in his karate studio.  But something about him caught my attention.  I happen to be one of those people who acts like a complete idiot around guys I like so for the past two years I’ve been a straight fool.  Last year I gave up thinking if he hadn’t ask me out yet he never would. Which changed everything.  I guess I mellowed out and was my self more. He texted me one day after church asking if I’d like to get waffles, everyone who knows me knows I’m a fool for breakfast foods.

I sent everyone in my click that message as I did cartwheels in my head.  Finally this guy I’ve liked forever is showing some interest in me, and it felt amazing.  However in my world whatever goes up must come down.  We went to IHOP, had a nice lunch and talked.  While we were at my car he mentioned going to a movie sometime but that was it.  There was no follow up and within the next few weeks I found out from Jacob, our mutual friend, that he has started dating another girl, Aylssa.  It sucked.  When we would go out in group hang outs I’d have to see them together which sucked more.  So I tried to distance myself from the group, it was hard because they are persistent haha.  Around May of last year I got a job offer for my secret side job (working in ATL in movies) and they asked if Eli would be available to come.  I figured since he had been dating Aylssa for about 4 months that the wound would be healed and I’d be cool to be around him.  Besides he had no clue that I had ever been hurt anyways.  You know since it was just a silly one time date.  He had no clue I’d liked him for so long or how excited I was.  And he obviously wanted to be with this other girl because he had liked her forever.  So I invited him along.  Everything seemed fine… until the ride home.  We had been up for so long so I decided to try to take a nap.  I laid my head on the middle console and then he put his hand on my back and rubbed it all the way home.  I didn’t understand what this meant, was he just making me comfortable or was he making a move or what?  When we finally made it back home and when I got up I felt like there was a moment he might kiss me but then he hesitated and pulled back.  Which was a good thing since he had a girlfriend.  But all those feelings came back.  Why, did he have to be so dang cute and charming.  Ugh, it sucked.  I didn’t see him much over the summer.

In August our mutual friends invited us to a concert.  I found out that his relationship with Aylssa was over and he was single for the time being.  Which didn’t have much of an effect on me since the idea of us had been long gone.  I was numb to the idea that he would ever like me.  I felt like this entire thing had just been in my head.  During the concert I stuck beside Jacob, because Jacob makes me feel comfortable.  I sat on this blanket we brought and watched as the different bands played. At some point Eli sat next to me to inquire about my feelings for our friend Max, who I had gone on a date with a few months back.  I told him I didn’t really like Max in that way, oh and don’t get me wrong because I adore Max, he is incredibly kind and nurturing.  But there are no fireworks with him.  Eli then proceeded to ask who I was interested in.  Something happened to me, maybe it was the pot fumes floating around the air or the loud music with the dark skies and glow sticks but I just up and ousted myself.  I said you, and he looked a little surprised and said, “me?” I was like yes you.  He didn’t say anything else for a minute.  And then he stood up and walked off and I thought oh well, I finally said it after 2 years.  Then I stood up the stretch my legs and it happened.  He walked over and placed his arm around my waist, tilted his head down to my ear and whispered, “if we ever became a thing, what about max?” And I said, “he will get over it”.  Eli laughed, I guess that was funny.  The night ended shortly afterwards and we went our separate ways.  I didn’t hear from him for a week aside from a Facebook like on a new profile picture.  He called and asked if I’d like to go hiking with him and Jacob, which I was like um duh 🙄.  I used more polite language.  From there he asked for a more private date the following Monday.  The next Sunday, oh and keep in mind the poor guy had been on 2 dates with me and still no kiss.. so anyways that Sunday,  we were standing at our cars and he started to discuss how we should go about dating since I have kids and I guess we’ve known each other for a while.  He said we should take it slow.  I agreed and then he finally did it, he kissed me.  He kissed me good.  I mean he was a good kisser.  It didn’t seem real.  Then I went home and the dating process began.

img_1525I’ve never dated someone who actually took me on dates.  Like real dates.  I liked dating him,  I liked kissing him, I liked everything about him.  That is until this one weekend,  he invited me on a camping trip with a group of friends which included Max.  For a few weeks we kept our dating on the down low as to break it to Max easily so in front of him there was no hand holding or hugging or kissing.  But by time the camping trip came around Eli had told Max since Max had started dating Nicole… um Eli’s ex girlfriend.  Who was also coming on the camping trip. The entire weekend was terrible.  Eli ignored me in front of his friends, and didn’t speak to me very much.  I stuck with Jacob as usual.  I didn’t understand and I didn’t want to bring it up to cause waves.  I should have but I didn’t.  I told Jacob during lunch the following week that I didn’t want to date Eli anymore.  I didn’t tell him why, I don’t know why I’m so afraid of sharing my feelings but I am.  Eli became a little distant over the next few weeks, he would text me less often and we weren’t going on dates every week.  I understood the lingo, he was getting ready to end it.  Then out of no where he invited me to his moms house for dinner.  I didn’t understand because I felt like we had been moving towards a ending phase and meeting the parents is usually the opposite.  I went anyways,  he was cute with his mom and we may have made out in the back room, “risqué” haha, it was fun.  I felt like I needed to mirror his behavior so that he wouldn’t think I wasn’t into him so I invited him to my house too for thanksgiving… he didn’t come.  Instead that weekend we went to see Monoa.  I met him at the movies and knew something was different about the mood.  He didn’t greet me with a kiss like he did every time we met.  We went to eat afterwards and talked and laughed, he even got me to eat this pepper that was created by the devil himself.  He drove me back to my car and we sat in his truck, we talked more about random stuff and I was thinking well it’s time to go and still no kiss, something is up.  I was right.  He finally said and I’ll quote, “Annabelle I think you’re really pretty, and funny and I love spending time with you BUT I don’t see us going anywhere… I like dating you though, what do you think?  Do you want to keep dating?”  I felt my face heat up and knew it was red.  I said well what’s the point, if it’s not going anywhere…. he said well just because it’s not going anywhere now doesn’t mean it won’t.  I told him that I felt like we haven’t been communicating well and somehow in the blur of the moment, I’m pretty sure I blacked out momentarily… we agreed to keep dating, and then he asked if it was ok the kiss me. I said ok and then we went back to being us for the next 5 minutes.  I finally got in my car and drove home wondering what just happened.  I thought about the conversation all night and then I’m the morning I woke up very unsure about continuing to date him.  I mean he is this gorgeous, wonderful guy that’s honest with me and kind but I just felt like he wasn’t into me and the conversation left me feeling unwanted and toyed with.  So I laid in bed the morning processing everything while scrolling my Facebook newsfeed and see this post that Eli has tagged his ex girlfriend Aylssa in… yikes, what, wow.  Everything makes sense.  He isn’t over the girl he ditched me for last year.  I’m the rebound.  Just stick an icepick in my chest and be done with it.  I texted him and told him we shouldn’t date anymore.   I couldn’t even do it face to face.  He asked if we could still be friends.  I said sure.

The following weekend I hung out with Jacob who told me Eli was on a date with another girl, not Aylssa but another chick.  I guess I’ve had so much disappointment by this point that I didn’t even flinch or turn red.  I didn’t hear from him again until mid December, he sent me a funny video over Facebook messager.  I said Ha.  That was it.  That is until last week, he reached out to me via text, he asked how I was doing and how the holidays were.  I kind of ghosted him in the middle of the conversation.  I saw him for the first time this past Saturday, I drove to his house to meet up with Jacob.  I had to stop on the way at a school close by his house to regroup my feelings and try not to care if he was seeing someone.  When I got to his house the boys were in the yard shooting a bow and arrow.  I walked up and they asked if I wanted to try and I said sure, Eli stepped up and offered to show me how by wrapping his arms around me and all that jazz.  I tried to ignore him.  He joined Jacob and my shopping day and I tried again not to notice him.  Little things like placing his hand on my shoulder or the way he looked at me or talked to me… I tried to ignore it.  I got the feeling that he wanted to rekindle things between us but I could just be reading into things.  I feel like the source to all our problems has stemmed from poor communication but I don’t think it can be fixed at this point.  What goes up must come down.

The social life of a single mom

img_2006I get two weekends out of the month to myself while my kids go to their dads.  Thankfully I have a pool full of friends to hang out with during me time.  This weekend I’ll be with my pals Jacob and Colton.  They are pretty much the coolest guys you could ever meet!  However that also means I have to clean my house… I don’t realize how crazy of a mess my house gets until I decide to have company over.  I need some quick clean up tips… I’m too exhausted to actually have this social life thing going on.

img_3354         On top of trying to get my house clean I’m running around like a chicken with its head chopped off after my children.  This morning 10 minutes before we were supposed to leave the house for school my 10 year old daughter comes to ask me if she can wear something different.  I asked why and she says, “Well because today is 50s day and I’ve signed up for a sock hop”. So panic mode set in and I ripped through her closet like a maniac trying to piece something together last minuteimg_3355

For a last minute outfit, I’m pretty impressed with my bad self… feeling like supermom at the moment but I’m sure when they come home this afternoon I’ll be brought back down off my high horse during some everyday fiasco.  But for now I’ll live in the moment and applaud my small successes!

Charlie, Eli, and This crazy thing I call life

img_3295My youngest daughter has an imaginary daughter.  Her name is Charlie and she is running my life right now.  Charlie is worse than that elf on the shelf.  She interferes with our schedule and complicates things.  We went out for hot chocolate the other day and my daughter insisted we get a table that seated 5 because Charlie needed a seat too.  I went along with it because I figured no harm no foul.  However she then excepted me to buy Charlie a hot chocolate too… which I thought was overboard so I turned that down.  This morning I was 20 minutes late because Charlie wouldn’t get up and and kept getting into things while we were getting ready.  I’ve had it with this imaginary grandchild of mine, she has to go.


Eli is a guy I dated a few months ago.  I liked him better than most the people I’ve dated in the past few years and after a few months of dating we went out one night to a movie, afterward we had dinner and then sat in his truck.  He told me he didn’t see things going anywhere between us but he liked dating me…. I know what you’re thinking, “what the heck does that mean” yeah I thought it too.  I thought about it all night, chatted with a few friends and family about it and came to the conclusion that what that mixed message meant was that he wasn’t into me but he’d like to keep dating me until something better comes along.  So I did what any wimp would do, I texted him to tell him I didn’t want to keep dating… yeah I did that shameful thing.  Oh well.  After that I was sad, typically.  But I know it was the right thing to do, I didn’t dwell on it and I moved on.  The following weekend I hung out with a mutual friend of ours, Jacob who also happens to be his roommate.  I tried to avoid any conversation about Eli with him but Jacob somehow flat out said that Eli was going on a date with someone that day.  One week after our non breakup breakup.  We didn’t really breakup since we never actually became that boyfriend girlfriend label. But still we dated for a few months and after ending it a week later he is out dating someone else.  I gave myself a pat on the back because obviously I did the right thing.  For anyone reading this, if a guy is worth your time then this would not be the scenario.  I’ve been dating too long to miss these signs.  Anyways here we are almost 2 months later and he texts me out of the blue to ask how I’m doing.  I was polite and went along with the conversation to keep the peace when I hang out with Jacob.  I’m stressed out wondering if there is going to be  face to face conversation with Eli soon where I may have to explain why I ended things via text.  I love hanging out with Jacob because he is funny, nice and super helpful.  He is one of my few guy friends that I have that are genuinely my friends and nothing more.  But he is also Eli’s roommate.  We are hanging out this weekend and I’m stressed about possibly running into him.  As my dad anyways quoted, “This too shall pass”