Last Thursday I went to the gym for a work out and decided I'd take the treadmill as my first exercise...do some cardio...read a mag. I logged all my info in and for the first time I had to enter 30 under the age category. 30....really??
Right then and there I felt this new feeling. Like its my responsibility to be a little more mature. Take care of myself. I have read magazines in the past where they tell you how to take care of your body at 20, 30, and 40's. I could keep myself in the 20's category...since I was in my twenties. I could take my time about washing my face, moisturizing...I had time on my side...right? Now that I have turned 30, I feel like I have no time left. This is where it all starts going downhill. I need to moisturize or lines will set in. I need to start eating right because weight won't come off as easily. All this pressure hits you like a ton of bricks when you turn 30.
But I do feel great! I have more security than in my 20's. I have great friends who I love and would do anything for me. My family is healthy and happy. What more could I ask for? Well maybe a tighter ass and that those dark circles under my eyes don't get worse with time.
Here is to being 30 and experiencing the next great things that are set forth for me:)
Monday, November 30, 2009
Monday, November 16, 2009
Speed Demon
Yes I got a speeding ticket...FIRST ONE!!!!!
I always thought if I ever got pulled over by a cop, that I would break down and start crying and shaking. But that was not the case on Saturday night. I knew I was speeding and the last second when I noticed the man in blue, I knew it was too late and the lights had already come on. I just pulled over calmly and answered all his questions firmly. He knocked down my speeding from 28 over to 15 over...no points and only $52. He then thought it would be funny to ask me what my "MushMush" licence plates stood for. Hey, here is a funny story, how about you just rip up my ticket! Well I guess we can add this to the things that happened to me before I turned 30....Hopefully this is not a appetizer for what comes after 30.
I always thought if I ever got pulled over by a cop, that I would break down and start crying and shaking. But that was not the case on Saturday night. I knew I was speeding and the last second when I noticed the man in blue, I knew it was too late and the lights had already come on. I just pulled over calmly and answered all his questions firmly. He knocked down my speeding from 28 over to 15 over...no points and only $52. He then thought it would be funny to ask me what my "MushMush" licence plates stood for. Hey, here is a funny story, how about you just rip up my ticket! Well I guess we can add this to the things that happened to me before I turned 30....Hopefully this is not a appetizer for what comes after 30.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
The Best and Worst of MushMush
I thought that a countdown of stories from my life to my 30th birthday would be fun and embarrassing at the same time. A little trip down memory lane of things that I am glad I don't ever have to do again and lessons I have learned to get me to my next milestone. Grab some cookies, a blanket and a spiked cup of hot chocolate friends...it may get crazy!
My first entry I think will have to do with one of the things I am happy I never have to do again...well maybe once I hit my Golden Years I will try it again or I will call up my grand kids and make them drive my wrinkly ass around town!
I have to say I am glad I no longer have to rely on the good ol' Kitchener Transit or as it is called today...Grandriver Transit. I will not miss those morning where I would wake up realising that I didn't set my alarm clock the night before...rushing to get dressed, get my backpack, dial 888-..... and hear the annoying lady say, "Route....3....Downtown Terminal....comes in....(holy shit lady just tell me how much time my half black ass has to get to the stop that is 5 min away!!) 2 minutes. Tearing up the street as fast as I could...JUST! to see the friggen bus drive right passed me. Frig me I hated those mornings!!
Nope can't say I will miss those times in the winter, standing at the stop with no bloody shelter, snow gusting all around me, freezing my ass off. Looking at my clock and seeing the bus is 30 minutes late!! Won't miss the days of wanting to go see my friend on the other side of town and have to take 3 damn buses to get there and 90 minutes later.
Can't say I will miss it. But I will tell you this of the great transit system. Memories. Good and bad, happy and sad. Most of my memories from my teenage years is from taking the bus. Sitting at the terminal with my friends laughing at random things and people. Getting on the bus with all the regulars and "kickin" it. Using the old transfer system by stocking up on transfers then handing them out to your friends like it was drugs and you ran the business. Going to a party on a Saturday night...sleeping over to realise that their bus doesn't run on Sunday's and your ass is stuck way the F out in Chicopee and you need to call upon a friend to come pick you up:)
I really could go on forever...but the bus helped me in many ways. I could really go wherever I wanted (just had to wait for it), but I didn't need my mom. I was growing up! And for that! I thank you Grandriver Transit System...Thanks for the memories!
My first entry I think will have to do with one of the things I am happy I never have to do again...well maybe once I hit my Golden Years I will try it again or I will call up my grand kids and make them drive my wrinkly ass around town!
I have to say I am glad I no longer have to rely on the good ol' Kitchener Transit or as it is called today...Grandriver Transit. I will not miss those morning where I would wake up realising that I didn't set my alarm clock the night before...rushing to get dressed, get my backpack, dial 888-..... and hear the annoying lady say, "Route....3....Downtown Terminal....comes in....(holy shit lady just tell me how much time my half black ass has to get to the stop that is 5 min away!!) 2 minutes. Tearing up the street as fast as I could...JUST! to see the friggen bus drive right passed me. Frig me I hated those mornings!!
Nope can't say I will miss those times in the winter, standing at the stop with no bloody shelter, snow gusting all around me, freezing my ass off. Looking at my clock and seeing the bus is 30 minutes late!! Won't miss the days of wanting to go see my friend on the other side of town and have to take 3 damn buses to get there and 90 minutes later.
Can't say I will miss it. But I will tell you this of the great transit system. Memories. Good and bad, happy and sad. Most of my memories from my teenage years is from taking the bus. Sitting at the terminal with my friends laughing at random things and people. Getting on the bus with all the regulars and "kickin" it. Using the old transfer system by stocking up on transfers then handing them out to your friends like it was drugs and you ran the business. Going to a party on a Saturday night...sleeping over to realise that their bus doesn't run on Sunday's and your ass is stuck way the F out in Chicopee and you need to call upon a friend to come pick you up:)
I really could go on forever...but the bus helped me in many ways. I could really go wherever I wanted (just had to wait for it), but I didn't need my mom. I was growing up! And for that! I thank you Grandriver Transit System...Thanks for the memories!
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Peer Pressure
The countdown to 30 is on!! People ask me how I feel, and I really do feel okay with turning 30. I am very strong in knowledge of myself, it has taken me this long to really get to know the real me inside. I have a great bunch of friends I know I can count on. I big family that is crazy but wouldn't change them for the world! I am happy with the life I have lived so far and I am very excited for what is next.
What I am not ready for is to live it all over again. I thought that when I had kids I would have the opportunity to live life again through my child's eyes, with the innocence that I forget from dealing with bills and cleaning all day. But what I failed to remember is that I will have to live the uncomfortable feeling of always being accepted in the "cool" crowd again. This is what I have been dealing with my almost 4 year old...ALREADY! Reese constantly is reminding me that she is "cool" not "cute". I will comment on her hair or her clothes or even something she did as cute, only to be screeched at that I am wrong. She wants to be cool around her friends already! She questions what I pick out for her to wear for fear of looking silly. She doesn't want the other kids to call her baby, and she wants to be friends with everyone.
I am not ready for this. I have finally let go of that heavy weight on my chest of preforming for others and now bounce to my very own groovy tune and love it! Now I get to relive this feeling all over again through my daughters eyes...ugh! Its very difficult when you think about it. No matter how I react to the situation ,I change the way she thinks about things. That is serious pressure! I was prepared when I became pregnant with Reese. I read books on the first year, I kept up with the latest products for development...all that! What I was not prepared for was the responsibility of raising a human being!! Helping her through all her tough times, learning to count by twos and tie her shoes, to roughing it through her first friend fight, to being outcast by mean kids! I am not ready for that. Since she has started school there has been this learning curve that I have been on and I am not sure I am handling it all too well. I feel as though I have to take a step back and really be on her team...yet still the parent.
Ohhhh this parenting thing is harder than I thought. Maybe I should go back to the sleepless nights and tons of diaper changes?? At least I knew I couldn't screw that up!
What I am not ready for is to live it all over again. I thought that when I had kids I would have the opportunity to live life again through my child's eyes, with the innocence that I forget from dealing with bills and cleaning all day. But what I failed to remember is that I will have to live the uncomfortable feeling of always being accepted in the "cool" crowd again. This is what I have been dealing with my almost 4 year old...ALREADY! Reese constantly is reminding me that she is "cool" not "cute". I will comment on her hair or her clothes or even something she did as cute, only to be screeched at that I am wrong. She wants to be cool around her friends already! She questions what I pick out for her to wear for fear of looking silly. She doesn't want the other kids to call her baby, and she wants to be friends with everyone.
I am not ready for this. I have finally let go of that heavy weight on my chest of preforming for others and now bounce to my very own groovy tune and love it! Now I get to relive this feeling all over again through my daughters eyes...ugh! Its very difficult when you think about it. No matter how I react to the situation ,I change the way she thinks about things. That is serious pressure! I was prepared when I became pregnant with Reese. I read books on the first year, I kept up with the latest products for development...all that! What I was not prepared for was the responsibility of raising a human being!! Helping her through all her tough times, learning to count by twos and tie her shoes, to roughing it through her first friend fight, to being outcast by mean kids! I am not ready for that. Since she has started school there has been this learning curve that I have been on and I am not sure I am handling it all too well. I feel as though I have to take a step back and really be on her team...yet still the parent.
Ohhhh this parenting thing is harder than I thought. Maybe I should go back to the sleepless nights and tons of diaper changes?? At least I knew I couldn't screw that up!
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