Depression and Soft Serve

Below is an actual text convo that I sent to one of my very best friends tonight. I thought it perfectly captured my feelings and truly conveyed my writing skills:

ME: OMG Carter is wearing 2T. I'm dying. These are Grant’s clothes from last year. He is a big boy. Minor depression has set in. No more outfits with the word "months" in the size. Scratch that. Major depression setting in. P.S. I'm fat and too lazy to really care. Send help or brownies with vanilla soft serve.

FRIEND: Awwww that sucks!!! Talk to me when you buy size 6-7 LOL I’ve been suicidal for years. Let’s eat brownies together.

ME: No I’m fat. I know it. I hate it. Yet can’t find the inner drive to really give a crap.                      I wish texting burned calories

FRIEND:  If ur fat than I’m Carnie Wilson eating that tiny piece of toast…

Another wonderful example of why a girl needs really good friends in her life.

You can be fat, dreaming of vanilla soft serve, crying into the onesie that no longer fits your toddler and they can still make you laugh.

And that is PRICELESS.

Thank You for Being a Friend

Driving to Chicago with some of my best friends allowed me to have some much overdue bonding time.

"Bonding time" is really code word for 36 straight hours of intense counseling.

My friends are the best listeners and give the best advice.

And holy crap they are FUNNY!!!

I love being with you guys.

No one can make me laugh like you.

I miss the old days,

but these days I have learned to appreciate you even more.

The reason for the trip...Vanessa is having a baby!

It’s a SIGN….

So I am taking a cue from Ted Williams. This seemed work for him so I figured I would give it a try on Casey's behalf. Come on cardboard sign work your magic….

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Bring It

Alright 2011…bring it.

I am ready for you…..I think.

At least I am telling myself I am.

This year I am going to……

● be financially stable. Not rich, not poor, just normal…happy. {insert sigh here}

● give more time to my family. Make them the priority all the time, always above work. Always.

● be healthy. Not for vain reasons but for health. I want to be here for my boys for as long as possible and engaging in a more healthy/active lifestyle will help ensure that.

● be a better wife. Devote the same amount of time I do to my boys, my job, and my family to Casey. (yes I need more hours in my day).

Those are my "resolutions." They are in writing. They are official.

Bring it 2011…

2010 didn't kill me. It only made me stronger. I am going to be one hell of a competitor.

You have been warned.