As I see it…

Archive for March, 2011

My name…

So I suppose now that I noticed other people also noticed that the “Talk or Text” topic was also the topic from Jan 4th, I suppose, I need to do the next topic, huh?  “How did you get your name?”

I’m not sure if it is true or not, but my mother used to watch soaps during the day and there was a charactor on her favorite show “Young and the Restless” (I think) who’s name was “Laurie Ann” and my name was

Another option was that my mom liked “Laurie” and it is a french-canadian spelling and my grandmother’s first name is “Ann”.

Not sure which one is the better of the two. 

Now, I will tell you how I named my daughter… A woman who was strong, confident, and did a job that would usually have been done by a man, but was still beautiful and her name was Alex.  It was a name that could and is both a male and female name, at least the nickname.  Alexandra or Alexander

Have you ever seen Flashdance?  That is where I got my daughter’s name.

Talk or Text?

Always text!  You can take your time and tell a whole story, or text one sentence and be done all day, you don’t have to worry about pauses or….WAIT A MINUTE! I just realized I already wrote about this… look back to January… Has WordPress already ran out of ideas?  Did anyone else notice this?

What do you want for your last meal?

I am not sure how to answer that.  I have tried to spend the last 4 years not being obsessed or addicted to food.  I tried to eat healthy and learning to enjoy every meal and not just eating calories just because they are in front of me.  If something is not worth the calories, I try not to eat it.  After the first bite, if it is not worth it, why go on?  If it is a meal, I might eat it because I need to eat.

Now that I have said that, I would want my grandmother’s authentic italian dinner with italian wedding soup, homemade spaghetti and all the fixings that go with it.  I think THAT would be the best last meal ever!

The room in the castle

Close your eyes. Count to ten. Then imagine a beautiful ancient castle (tastefully remodeled to include central heating, kick-ass wi-fi and ready laptops everywhere). Now walk down the endless main hall, a hall filled with amazing rooms of wonder. Go into the 2nd room on the right. What’s inside?

My mom waiting for me sitting there reading by her balcony with an ocean view with the glass doors open to feel the ocean spray and smell the ocean breeze and to gather all the warmth from the summer air.

She is in this room to tell me everything will be alright, that everything I am doing is for the right reasons and I am in the right place, right where God wants me to be in my life. She says that she misses me and wishes time didn’t go so fast when she was on this earth. She also reminds me to tell people you care about them every time you get the chance and not to worry about what other people think of you.  They have their own issues and failed dreams in their life.  They might be jealous of you in yours.  Also, she tells me not to worry about Alex and about the things that are happening now, she is just going through growing pains and it is time for her to move to the next step in her life.  She will be ok and will be a wonder to others around her.

Tears fill me as she speaks to me as I don’t live a day without missing my mother’s voice or advice.  She tells me she is glad I am happy now and to cherish every moment and to not let anyone steal that away for a moment.

I don’t know where this came from, I must have been thinking about my mom tonight when I saw the blog post idea.  I just closed my eyes and went to the castle and started writing, I didn’t know what was going to be there.

RIP mom, I love you, can’t wait to see you again.

Chocolate or Vanilla?

Well, it all depends… 

 My favorite is vanilla soft serve with the crunch coat/peanut brittle coating.  I will eat chocolate when it is the only thing available or when it is “that time” of the month. I love crunchy chocolate on top of vanilla.. oohh.

Chocolate candy, heath bars, m&ms, reese’s pnut butter cups with chocolate on top, wonderful hot fudge sundae with of course vanilla ice cream.  I will eat little dark chocolate candies all day long.

I would like to think I am not as boring or plain as vanilla but I don’t think I am as exciting as chocolate. If you go chocolate, do you ever go back?

So, what do you think? Am I chocolate or vanilla?

If you could read minds for a week, would you? Who’s and what would you want to know?

Would I read minds for a week? Yes. Who’s?  My co-workers and my family mainly because I am terribly self conscious and I would want to know what people REALLY think of me.

Describe the town you grew up.

I grew up in a small town, Yarmouth, Maine. It is a nice little town that you could walk from one side to the other. It took a while yes, but you could walk it or ride your bike easily. I did it frequently when I was growing up. Walked to the park, or to my friend’s houses. I don’t live there now. In some ways I am glad but I really do miss a small town. Now I live in Massachusetts in a city that has 5 elementary schools, 3 middle schools, 1 public high school but at least one other private high school. My graduating class was 102! Here they say that the graduating classes are around 500! I feel like I am not giving enough to my daughter who is almost 5 and going to kindergarten in September :(. I sometimes wish we lived back there. I do remember the kids being cruel growing up and I’m sure it will be the same here but on an even larger scale which worries me for my little one. I have to try not to worry because she is doing well on her own now in preschool, making new friends and she is advanced in learning. I am so proud of her. She is so smart.
We do go back at least once a year for the Clam Festival, a large festival that brings thousands of people to the area each year. Yes, there are clams, lots of them and carnival rides and a huge craft area that has at least doubled in size since I lived there. There are several things that have changed as well. The 7-11 is now a laundry mat. the post office is now a bank. They also have created a middle school that wasn’t there before. It used to be nursery school at the little brick buildings, elementary school, intermediate school and high school. Now they have taken some of the grades and moved them. I do know of a couple people from high school that still live there but they are few and far between. It could be because their family still lives there. Mine has moved out of town, quite a while ago.

I do like small towns, they are a little more cozy and just about everyone knows everyone else. That was both good and bad when I was growing up but I think I liked going to the store and seeing someone I know there. It rarely happens where I live now. I am adding this song along with my post about a small town… enjoy!

Small Town by John Cougar Mellencamp

Tag Cloud