It was fun making family, half lovey dovey thankful posts for Thanksgiving, but I was super off target. I missed a few super rocking buds that make my life totally amazing. Here is a quick shout out to let you know that you are pretty much "the shit."
Amanda Freaking Beasley, it doesn't matter how long the tie goes in between our visits. but when we visit, we always have a good time. We have the best jokes, the best adventures, and sometimes I wonder if we share a brain (politics, entertainment, jokes). Just clarify that we don't have the same taste in music or men, unless we are talking about hot chef.
Joel - You've always been my favorite cousin and I cherish all of our random AIM conversations. AIM is gone now! We have to actually text! This kid, not really a kid, is one of the sweetest guys on the planet. He cared more for my family (on the other side) than some people who were on that side of the family. He also found himself a really good girl, and came to Indiana and got her Vera Bradley.
McKenna - I am so excited you are joining our family! You have been a fantastic influence on Joel for years... seriously years! Who knows where he would be without you!
Jim and Julia - If there was an award for the most entertaining couple ever, you would get it. This may be because you guys are rolling out puns to frazzle my dad and throw him off his game. Jim, you got the relaxed gene of the Sarjeant's so you should be proud of that. Julia, I still use that blanket you made. I have had people ask where I got it and I'm like, it's mine. It was made for me. Go away. I also appreciate the fact you guys got my mom out of this country. She never would have taken an adventure on her own. You deserve a medal.
For the record, I am not neglecting Larry, Stacey, Lafe and Callie! They are all wonderful, but I haven't seen them since I was fairly young! I love seeing them on social media as well!
You know, he may not be immediate family, but he might as well be. My last individual family thankful post before Thanksgiving is for my Uncle Dave. Many of my friends know him as my dad's twin that isn't really his twin. Of the three brothers, they just look a lot alike.
Uncle Dave is just as much of a friend as he is family. He is one of the very few people on this planet that I actually call. If you asked my best friend if I call, she would say it is only when it is serious, someone has died, or the gossip is just THAT good. I have made it a habit to stay in touch with my uncle for various reasons. First off, he is a great guy. Second, he treats all of us like we are his kids even though he probably isn't a huge fan of kids. Third, he always has great advice, which I am almost always in need of. Lastly, he is a lone wolf just like me. It is hard to take advice from people with kids and a family because they have different priorities behind their decisions. Someone that is similar to you and can offer better insights into your world that you might just be glancing over.
I am blessed to have 3 uncles who are all great and all care for all of us. I have just been lucky enough to have one around for almost every holiday and extra random weekends. One day, we still need to start a business.
My favorite TV show growing up was Scooby Doo. I always wanted to be as pretty and cool as Daphne. It came as no surprise that when my niece was named Daphne Elizabeth, I was in double heaven. Number one reason, Scooby, two, Elizabeth is my middle name. I finally had a perfect pretty princess little niece and no one could take away the excitement that I felt. I didn't care that people didn't want her to be girly or princess like. I felt like I had a princess title growing up as the baby and I had to pass on that torch .
I am always going to be thankful for the opportunity to have such a cool niece. I bet no one else has a niece that is 3 and can identify car logos. If I could give Daphne one gift, I would give her the gift of security. As I get older, I learn more and more how hard it is being a girl out in the world. I hope she gets a chance to do what she wants to do and do it on her own terms. I hope she always knows that she is a princess to all of us.
I honestly didn't think my brother and Lisa would have kids, let alone two perfect kids. I am so thankful that they have these two kids and that they occasionally let us bug them.
One of the greatest non-secrets in the world, is that I adore my niece and nephews. I don't have kids so I lean on these kids to make me feel young and fun. When Calvin was born, we were filled with a mix of emotions. The first was annoyance because we had NO IDEA if he was a boy or girl! Second was excitement because my brother would finally see what he put others through, and third fear because he was very premature.
Calvin is still a small little guy, but he has a personality the size of Texas. I cannot even tell you every funny story that has come from that kid. To preface the humor of Calvin, he is extremely smart. He may be small and he may get sick very quickly, but he can throw out an answer back with amateur sarcasm pretty well for 4 years old. The picture you see to the right is a perfect representation of Calvin being like his dad. Everyone is busy and distracted, but I am an opportunist that loves tea.
Not everyone gets the chance to play such an instrumental part of their nephew or nieces's life. I'm lucky because I have ben able to do just that. 6 years ago, we got the shock of a lifetime when my sister non only surprised us with a pregnancy, but she didn't tell us until 11 days after the rugrat was born. I still remember getting that call from my mom that I needed to get over to her apartment immediately. I was like, oh shit, what did I do now? She said their was a birth. Well the bird was dead, The only other option was that Jake was actually a girl and Wookie and super kitty sperm. That was also not the case.
I arrived at my sister's apartment and this chubby baby was laying in a swing. He was so cute! It was only a few months before my sister moved in with me. I took that kid to daycare, fed him every morning, fed him at night, changed his diapers, scolded him when he was a complete butthead, and I was just like a second mom. I grew up a lot those years. I babysat a lot, but I never really wanted kids. I thought after being around him that if they all turn out like that, I may have the patience to have a kid one day.
Family can be tricky. Sometimes you just need to roll your eyes and say, I'm sure I am just as annoying to them. That is how I have often felt with my brother. I know he finds me annoying. I know he hates that I am 30 years old and I don't make the money that I should make. I know he argues with my parents about it. It took me a long time to understand that this was probably because he cared. He knew I had potential and the same work ethic that him and my dad both have, but I was just not getting the same paycheck to show it.
Many years ago, okay not MANY, but quite a few years ago, Eric married Lisa. This relationship went fast. It was actually quite hilarious. One day my best friends and I stopped at his condo while we were in Westfield so I could go to the restroom, and I ran into her, not knowing she existed. I really just wanted to secretly go see Turbo. Lisa did the impossible. She changed him from an impulsive bachelor to a stable family man.
I am sometimes envious of their perfect family. They have the most perfect little kids, Calvin and Daphne, and the most badass cat, Turbo (seen above). Lisa has incredible patience when dealing with all children and Eric is a doting dad. I was so excited when Daphne was born because FINALLY we had a girl in the family. She didn't disappoint.
I am thankful that this little family is strong and healthy despite the world around them constantly moving. I appreciate the countless hours my brother works to provide for his family. I appreciate the knowledge that Lisa shares with children of all ages. She was gifted with a fantastic noggin and she knows how to share that with the world.
I don't get to see these guys much, but I appreciate the times I do.
Before I start, isn't that old man the cutest thing in the world?
Also, happy anniversary mom and dad. Love is like a battlefield so it is perfect that your wedding anniversary is on Veteran's Day.
I honestly don't believe in saying Happy Veteran's Day. I see nothing happy about what they went through to get a holiday. I do believe that every day should be a celebration for what these men and women do for our country.
I come from a long line men who served for our country. My great grandfather Swenson, my Grandpa Sarjeant, my Grandpa Condry, my great uncle Franklin, my uncle Dave, uncle Jim, cousins Randy and Chris, and I am sure I forgot some. Each one of these people, by choice or not, gave a part of themselves so I can sit here and be a blabber mouth.
This year has been increasingly hard to look back on. I had to say goodbye to one of my favorite veterans of all. My Grandpa Condry was one of the most beautiful souls to ever live. He treasured his time in the service and he wore it like a badge of honor. Today, I celebrate you. I celebrate how much you loved the service and your country. I celebrate my friends who were in the service, like my buddy Alex, who still fights for veteran's rights once they are home. Today is no different than any other day really. Today, I encourage you to thank a veteran for their service. Tomorrow, i encourage you to do it again. That sacrifice is wort more than one day a year.
I have been single for 6 years. I have been fairly content with this for a long time. I don't go out and try to meet new people and I don't really worry about the proverbial clock that is ticking. It just doesn't phase me. That was until last night.
I have no idea what changed. I don't know if that poisonous microwave popcorn did it or if I just saw the wrong post on Facebook before I went to sleep. I was cursed with weird dreams of returning ex-boyfriends, people professing love, and family members having kids.
I hereby recognize why I do what I do. I had one great love and it didn't work. I have held everything up to that and probably mildly sabotaged everything that didn't feel like that did. At some point, I realized that nothing was going to work until I gave in and let everything go. I am fairly certain I have, but is it too late?
I know some people will laugh and say, you are 30. I know, but I am 30! I know how to work! I know how to network! I don't know how to date! I don't even know how to have a relationship. At what age is it too late? At what point do we ask for help? How do you ask for help?
I don't think I secretly want kids. I can always borrow nephews, niece or a rent-a-niece. I do wonder if it is too much to wonder if it is too much to want a little bit of happiness that isn't just mine.