Suz at 13

A few days ago my Aunt Trisha stumbled upon these never before seen (by me) photos. She took them when I was around 13 and on a camping weekend with my Aunt and Uncle in Cherry Log, GA.

A few things struck me: 

I was smiling. 

I was cuter than I thought I was; I just thought my Mom HAD to say I was cute. 

My hair wasn't as hideous as I thought it was. (although soon after my Grandma took me to her 'beautician' and gave me an 'easy to take care of look'---Yes, a boys' haircut!) I wanted so badly to have hair like Blair on The Facts Of Life, but instead, I looked more like Tootie. 

The braces. I was SO thankful that I was finally able to get braces; I was a mouthful of crooked, but getting those was a cluster between my Mom, Dad and me living in a different state than my Dad and his insurance. 

That outfit. I had very few clothes; I recall wearing this particular outfit many times during the school week. 

I wish I knew at 13 that it would all work out for me. I'd get the life that I dreamt of having, but didn't think it could be a reality; you know, a functional family life.  

A girl scout leader in the making

I wish I could go back and tell my 13-year-old self to NOT be so hard on myself, I will grow taller than 4'9 and weigh more than a toddler at some point., it's ok to not be a cool kid or even friends with the cool kids.
And that I'll have a slew of quality people in my life who will get me.
It was gonna be more than all right.

Me, complaining about good things.

I don't usually make resolutions, but this year I am resolution-ing to update the blog more often.

C'mon 2019

I got a new iPhone and Ipad...and I really don't like either one. Apparently, I'm hard to please.
I lost almost all my contacts moving from my old phone to the new one, which is really unusual for Apple. (I was backed up in the cloud, wherever the heck that is)
Also, I lost a precious voicemail from my Mom that I'd been saving for four years.
I found out that you can actually email yourself voicemails....so don't do what I did.

The Ipad seems to NOT enjoy my touch. It's appalled at my touch actually.
I'm working on being friendlier to it so it will actually respond to my digits.

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We had a little post-birthday dinner for Lindsay and my inlaws at True Kitchen. (Lolo had to work)
I love that place and my 23 year old girlie.

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The Coach purchased paddleboards for us this Christmas.

I'm not going to go into the fact that I asked for Kayaks and said that paddleboarding was not 'relaxing at all' and it's 'hard work'.

Wait, I just went there.
Anyhoo, we are the proud owners of two deluxe paddleboards that we can use at our little condo on the bay.

After our first outing, the Coach declared that it's harder than it appears after he landed in the bay twice.

It's like he wants me to say "I told you so."

Isn't marriage the best?

I'm pretty good at it, but again, it's not easy and it's work staying upright; it's all in the core baby.
I'm (not so) patiently waiting for the outing where dolphins and a few manatees approach my board and become my lifelong friends. Is that too much to ask for?

XOXO

NYE 2018.....2019

The Coach and I are not big on going out for New Year's Eve.
Mostly because staying out that late is not easy....and I'm assuming everyone ON the road is drunk. Just ask Lolo-she gives out DUI's left and right.

So, we opt to go out for an early dinner, then home for an exciting night of TV watching.

I had two of these....so my TV watching was cut short because I couldn't keep my eyes open past 10:30.

I hope that's not indicative of how my 2019 will be...me falling asleep before all the fun is had.

Wishing you all a fresh, healthy and FUN 2019!!

The birthday girl #23

My baby is offically grown up.

It's kind of painful, but it's also pretty awesome.

Lindsay was such an easy baby and toddler....

 I think she knew her sister wore me out....she was going easy on me. 

Well, until she turned about 12. :) 

She danced most of her childhood and that kept her (and her family) very busy. 

She's now doing her own thing, working, living, making plans for her future. 

Wishing her nothing but the best today and always-we love you Lindsburger!!

 XOXO