Top Ten Facebook No-No’s

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This weekend I got to thinking about not only the recent pet peeves post I did, but also some Facebook No-No’s. I inquired of my Facebook friends (who better than to ask right?) and these were the top answers:

1. “Vaguebooking!” I have to be honest here. I am TOTALLY guilty of vaguebooking. Not all the time, but yeah, I’ve done it. I’m totally ashamed.

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Kids Bowl Free

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Image courtesy of Salvatore Vuono at FreeDigitalPhotos.net

Image courtesy of Salvatore Vuono at FreeDigitalPhotos.net

 

Kids Bowl Free is an awesome program that you can find out more about here: http://www.kidsbowlfree.com/. This program allows a registered child (up to six in your family) to have 2 free bowling games a day in the summer. Yes, I said a DAY. With the purchase of a family pass ($24.95) the adults get two games a day as well…

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I’m Moving!!!

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Image courtesy of Stuart Miles at FreeDigitalPhotos.net

Image courtesy of Stuart Miles at FreeDigitalPhotos.net

I’ve decided to take the plunge and move to self-hosted. I’d love for you all to head over to my new site and follow me there. Nobody wants to miss one single thing of my exciting life, I’m sure, so head over there right away ūüôā

http://shelconnors.com/

Also, I am up for any (gentle) comments about my theme. I’ve messed with it for days, and am having a hard time finding that happy medium I like.

Hope to see you all over there!!

Here comes the ‘Mom Guilt’

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Mom Guilt. Every mother has it at some point and time. The first time I felt it was when I worked for the airlines and worked some seriously wonky hours. I was upset I was harming Elijah permanently. That was silly for two reasons

A.) He doesn’t remember me working crazy hours
B.) Majority of the time I was working he spent with my parents- who better to be with your child if you can’t than Gramma and Papa???

Then I started going to school. Part-time schooling changed into full-time schooling, and I could feel that guilt come creeping in again. The school work was taking away from my spare time with him. Weekends, nights, holidays were all filled with homework. Reading, or writing or labs- it was always something to be done it seemed. Stealing away minutes turned into hours away from my son. The longer this went on, the more I started to resent going to school. I knew going was the right decision, and taking time away from him now was going to benefit us later, but I still resented it.

I graduated and found the perfect job. I mean seriously, the perfect one. Love my bosses, and most of the people I work with. I have the best hours, and I’m off on major Holidays. I’ve had to miss a¬†gazillion¬†days since I started because of various¬†Elijah¬†related things, and they haven’t fired me ūüôā When I go home from work, there is no homework waiting for me. The only books I read now are non-fiction. And the only tests I take are in the back of Cosmo. Yet, that guilt hasn’t gone away. It’s still nagging at me in the back of my mind, always there, flaring up when I least expect it. And this time? It’s not¬†because¬†of lack of time I have, its lack of funds.

Realistically I know that I shouldn’t let these things bother me. So what, we’re aren’t rich. Not even close. The number one thought in the forefront of my brain is always “How much is THAT going to cost?’. Elijah is active is sports now (thank God, but holy cow are they expensive) but sign ups are always on top of each other it seems. Baseball just started, and it’s already time to sign up for football again. Church camp is THE thing Elijah is most excited for this summer, and that’s going to be due soon as well. I have to buy sports¬†equipment¬†every time¬†I turn around, and let’s not forget the everyday bills and necessities like gas and groceries.

Honestly there are times (like right now) that I think I am just being a big¬†whiny¬†baby about things. I shouldn’t complain. I have an amazing family, with parents who help me out more often than I like. Not that I am not appreciative (because I really really am), I just feel like I shouldn’t have to rely on them for so. much. help. at my age. I have a good car, and a roof over my head. Great friends, and a job I love. I’ve even been getting small amounts of child support on a regular-ish basis, thank God. See, absolutely NO reason to complain, or feel guilty for anything. I know this way deep down. But, I fail to¬†listen¬†to¬†myself¬†(or my parents- just ask my dad ;)) Yet I do. I feel guilty when Elijah wants to go to the batting cages, and I’m out of ‘extra money’ for the pay period. Or a friend wants to go out and ‘grab a quick dinner’ and I can’t go. Or, or, or… the list could really go on and on.

The more I think about it, the more it’s not¬†really about the money (Although I really wouldn’t mind paying all my bills on time, each and every month for all the rest of my days). I think it’s because I’m trying to over compensate for the fact Elijah doesn’t have a dad who is apart of his life. He does have some pretty amazing male role models, but even they can’t replace the fact his dad isn’t around. He does know that God is his Father, and that makes me happy. But I think he loves sports as much as he does because of all the positive male’s that are there; he is surrounded by boys and men, and he loves it. He never had a dad to play catch with growing up, or to teach how to throw a football. He doesn’t have one now to go and practice with. So sometimes I feel like I need to do twice as much¬†with¬†him to make up for his dad not being¬†there. Not that it’s totally my fault his dad isn’t around, that was his choice to walk away. But I did pick him¬†initially, so there’s that I guess.

So what’s my problem you ask? I have no idea. I’m blessed beyond belief and sometimes I just need to see it in writing I guess to realize all the things I DO have, instead of the things I don’t. No amount of anything I do is going to replace the fact that Elijah has a dad that is choosing NOT to be an active part of his life. So I’m not even sure why I try. Or why I continue to convince myself that I’m failing.

What about you other moms- are you plagued by the ‘mom guilt’ too??

Top 10 Button Pushers

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We’ve all got them. Things that irritate us to no end. I have a few. Well, more than a few. A lot actually. Apparently¬†everything¬†bothers and/or annoys me. Here’s my top 10:

1. Stepping in something wet with socks on. I don’t think I need to say anymore. I’m pretty sure I’m not the only one who feels this way.

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2. People who act well below their age. It’s one thing to be fun and young at heart. It’s another to be 40 and dress/talk/date like you’re 20. Male or female, they both do it.

We all know one...

We all know one…

3. People talking over other people. Interrupting people to say what must surely be the most amazing thing ever to be spoken out loud.

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4. Going along with 3, when people feel the need to ‘top’ whatever you are saying to show you how much worse they have/had it than you. Not everything is a competition- sometimes people just want to vent.

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5. People driving 10 mph or more UNDER the speed limit.

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6. People who try to climb in your backseat with their car when you are already going OVER the speed limit.

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7. People giving you advice on how to raise your child, but they don’t have any kids. Unless you birth (adopting is acceptable as well) a child and RAISE him or her, please don’t try to advise me on how to raise my son. You don’t have a clue.

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8. People who¬†misspell¬†words all the time. Or use the¬†wrong¬†variations of you’re, your, there, their, etc…

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Seriously…

9. When someone ignores a text or email, knowing a response is needed.

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10. Being a hypocrite.

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You know what doesn’t annoy me? This guy right here…

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How..

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…cute…

...is he???

…is he???

What are some of your top peeves?  Am I alone in the ones I am feeling??