The Life of Bon

Sunday, November 10, 2013

Tribute time! I nominate the ten year old!


The above picture has been pre approved by my mom.  When I asked if we could get a pic tonight she immediately demanded to know if it was "for the blog" and when I said there was a good chance it would hit the blog she then determined we must take it with a good background.  Just standing by the couch wasn't going to do.  "Take it by these Halloween decorations!" she insisted.  Because there's nothing like Halloween decorations on November 11 to really highlight a dang good picture.  After the picture was taken my mom wanted to preview the picture just to make sure it was up to Debi Blackburn standards.  "Well, my eye's a little freaky, but I guess it'll work..." she relented.  The picture passed.

All this hooplah about a picture is because tonight we celebrated my mom's birthday.  Her actual birthday is tomorrow (Monday) and of course, we'll celebrate Monday too, but if you can start the party a day early, why the heck not?!

One of my favorite things we do in my family for birthdays is "tributes."  It's almost my favorite part of birthdays- all my family members tell me why I'm awesome.  Generally people probably aren't as great about saying nice things to each other as they should be, so that's why tributes is a great excuse to tell people you love why you love and admire them.  Not to be confused with tributes from The Hunger Games.  No no.  That's something else entirely.

My nephews' tributes are always the best, especially Davey's.  That ten year old really knows how to hook you up with the truth.

The year I got married, "Bonnie's great, but mostly she's always with Greg so I don't really see her too much."  Note to self: I'm neglecting my family.

The next year:  "I love Bonnie because she knows all the jokes."  You hear that folks?  I know them all!  ALL the jokes!  My coolness raising in Davey's eyes.

His tribute to my mom this year:  "I love Nana for a lot of reasons, but the main reason is that she is usually the one who makes the dessert."  AMEN!

(Also while we're on the subject of my nieces and nephews I have to tell you the most hilarious thing my three year old niece said to me last week when I was babysitting her.  I was wearing bright pink lipstick and she asked me why it was so bright.  I replied, "I like to wear bright lipstick sometimes- do you like it?"  "Yah... but it's a little bit ugly."  She answered deadpan.  Leave it to a kid to give it to you straight!)

Lots of nice things were said about my mom because my mom really is about as great as they come.  The general theme seemed to be, though, how much we admired her for the work she put into relationships.  My mom never acts too busy to spend time with you.  She's got a million things on her plate, but you would never guess it because she never seems stressed or harried or like it's a burden to be with you.  She focuses on the individual and she makes people feel important and special.  My mom will ask question after question to every person she meets- she genuinely wants to know all about them.  She values her relationships more than anything and it is my hope than one day- maybe one day- I will be half as good as her at making people feel loved.

LOVE YA MAMA!

Saturday, November 09, 2013

Beautiful weather and other gifts from God.

REMINDER:  November's book club selection is A Thousand Splendid Suns.  We will discuss this book on Tuesday, November 26 (the Tuesday before Thanksgiving).  Last month our book club participation was pretty small- I would love to have a more active discussion this month of the book.  It is one of my top ten favorite books- absolutely beautiful- and a book I think every woman should read.  You've got three weeks- go get it read!
 


The weather is absolutely gorgeous today.  We're more than a week into November and we've got temps in the 60s all through the weekend.  The temperatures are more that ten degrees higher for the average of this time of year.  The weather man keeps telling us that any day the weather's going to turn, that it's going to get nasty, that fall is on its way out!  Any day now!  Then somehow fall lingers a few more days, promising us it's fleeting but showing otherwise by sticking around.  There will be a day or two of cold, wind and rain that reminds us of how nasty winter can be. "Fall is over!" I think!  The bad weather is here! But then fall comes right back, never gone for more than a few days, demanding that this is his moment and he will shine.

Every day that the weather is beautiful I think to myself, "I have to enjoy this day!  It's our last day of gorgeous weather!"  But then it's not.  There are more and more and more days of 60 and 70 degree weather, sunshine, perfect temperatures.  I suppose there is some kind of life lesson in this, that there will always be beautiful days ahead.  That it can get cold and nasty for awhile, but we never have to worry that this will be our last day of beauty.  No matter how much we anticipate the bad, the fact is we have many, many beautiful days ahead.

For your weekend reading: 

Some of my funnest posts to write: (I know funnest is not a word but there is no logical reason for why not, so I stick it to the grammar man and go ahead and use it anyway!)

+ A few important how to guides for all internet users.
+ Everything I don't understand about Twilight.
+ My favorite basketball team, the Utah Jazz, are 0-6 for the season.  Two years ago I wrote this article promising to break up with them.  I wish I had.
+ Some of the disadvantages to having a blog: people know things they really shouldn't/
+ It's my mom's birthday on Monday!  The woman amazes me.

Thursday, November 07, 2013

Would you like nine girlfriends? Me too.

Today I am introducing you to nine ladies who you are seriously going to love.  The longer I blog the more I discover what an amazing community it is and how many terrific girls there are out there. This month's batch of ladies are smart, clever, and absolutely hilarious.  I have made so many connections and found such great friends through blogging and it is my hope that you will too.  Here's some ones you might want to check out if you want a seriously awesome blog bestie and a great daily read. (I highlighted a couple of favorite posts from each blog so if you want to you can just skip right to the real deal.)
 

LAUREN @ FIZZ AND FROSTING


Lauren's blog is perfect for people like me who like to look decent but who also must go to work all day in the clothes they have chosen.  I see so many fashion blogs where the people are adorable, but I know in a million years I could never wear that for the eight or ten hours my job requires.  Lauren's styles are cute, comfortable and affordable (her favorite stores are Target, Gap, and Old Navy.  Win!)  I loved this post where she showed us how to rock leather leggings (do I dare?) and this post where she sports the "trendy" polka dots.  The perfect blog to check out for realistic and cute outfit ideas.


LAUREN @ THE ALBCRECHTS BLOG


What will first catch your attention at Lauren's blog is the adorable blog design and the stunning pictures. (Lauren can you teach me how to use a camera?)  Besides being aesthetically pleasing, Lauren's blog feels very genuine and true to life.  She writes a lot about her faith and many of her posts are inspirational or motivational.  I especially loved this post about working hard and not giving up in regards to marathon training. (So beautifully titled The Soul of the Diligent)  And for another side of Lauren make sure to read this hilarious entry about "translating" speech in the South!


KELLY @ TODAY WAS A FAIRY TALE


Kelly's blog feels like I'm going home and hanging out with my best friend.  Probably because Kelly actually does live with her best friend so when I read her blog, bam, all of a sudden I have roommates again!  She is relatable and true to life.  She states that she always tries to be completely honest on her blog and you can feel that as your scroll through her posts.  I am definitely one to always appreciate some genuineness in the blog world, so Kelly's blog is a breath of fresh air.  I loved this post on the downfalls of being an adult (why does growing up have to be so hard?!) and this post about mean online comments was an absolute home run.  I wish I would have written it myself!


DANIELLE @ DAN IN REAL LIFE


Danielle's blog is eccentric and a little bit quirky- just like she is.  If Phoebe from Friends had a blog, I feel like it would look similar to Danielle's.  It's just a tad nerdy but at the same time, but it's the kind of nerdy that makes you feel safe and protected and like everything is going to be alright in this world.  Her wedding post is one of my favorite ever and I could scroll through her pictures all day (love her dress and headpiece!)  Also this post about having a partner through life and being there for each other good times and bad had me tearing up.  (Oh, and her "about" is as unique and hilarious as they come.)


MADELINE @ P.S. MY NAME IS MADELINE


Madeline is a fellow teacher like myself so naturally I am going to love her, no questions asked!  She's a fourth grader though, that woman is the real brave one!  I loved this post on the day of the life of a fourth grader-  the day she wore pajamas to school and all pandemonium broke loose.  I also really connected with this post about comparing our lives to others' and how life should be about celebrating, not about jealousy and competition.  Oh, and if you like the mushy stuff, her most recent post celebrating six months of marital bliss is pretty darn adorable.  And one more thing- I absolutely LOVE her blog design- so simple and clean.  No one can get mad at that!


REBECCA @ I ATE SKINNY


Rebecca's blog is one of my favorite in all of blog land for her candid honesty and unapologetic vulnerability. She has a bit of an edge to her, but instead of coming off harsh and crass it is sincere and endearing.  I think what I love about her is she doesn't feel the need to hide anything or act like her life is perfect.  She talks about marital struggles, dealing with bipolar disorder, and living far away from her family.  It's this total honesty that will bring me back to her blog over and over again and if  life ever takes me up to Alaska I would make it a prioirty to visit with this woman because I feel like she has much wisdom to impart on me.  My favorite posts of hers are always the "depressing" ones, but it's because that's where her honesty and rawness really shine through.  I especially love this one and this one.


KELLY @ THE RHEEL DAZE


The best word I can think of to describe Kelly's blog is fun.  (Just look at that picture that she sent to me, you can tell this girl is anything but boring.)  I think a big challenge for bloggers is that we all tend to become a lot like each other- not Kelly.  Her blog truly stands out.  It is absolutely hilarious and full of crazy, quirky stories.  This post about her friend's breakup had me laughing out loud (It's titled "My friend's horrifying break up is really making my day."  HA!).  And since I am always feeling guilty for not working out enough this post titled "I'm trying really hard to like yoga" made me feel like I can stop being so hard on myself.  Kelly doesn't take life too seriously and after reading her blog you'll feel like it's time to loosen up and just have a good time already.


KAYLIN @ STAY BLONDE, SKI LOCAL


Kaylin's blog has a little bit of hometown taste to it, probably because she grew up, went to college and started her first career all in the same small town.  She loves it though, and explains the benefits of small town life in this post.  Because of her small town upbringing I feel like she has a "girl next door" flavor to her- gorgeous but at the same time relatable and down to earth.  She has a category on her top side bar just for "shizzle" and she dubs herself as "what one would call a developing blogger."  I love that she can poke fun of herself a bit and not get too uppity about anything.  She's also totally inspirational- this post on losing 25 pounds with weight watchers will inspire you to get your butt in gear!


DAYNA @ PRINCESS BURLAP



(I typically write all of the intros, but Dayna had written her own intro that was just too hilarious and witty for me to mess up with anything of my own.  So this is all Dayna)  

Hi y’all! I’m Dayna over at Princess Burlap, and I blog to inspire (and sometimes offend).  I grew up in a house where The Boogeyman was real and the only rule was No Ouija Boards. I was a wrist cutter and a crier and a dreamer and a throw-myself-at-walls-and-screamer. 

I’m getting married in three months and my betrothed had a vasectomy. Sad face. And so it has been foretold that we shall enter into our married lives first as lovers, then, as pincushions. But wait! Bad news for me is good news for you! Adventures in infertility will make for a mighty fun blog adventure, being sprinkled as they will between posts about ghosts , confessions to being lost and found, and all the fun crumbles of life as I live it.

Truth is, life can be sweet, salty, sour, bitter and umami, sometimes all at once and that is so not delicious. But it’s life and it’s such a wild ride, isn't it? Some days you’ll laugh with me, some days you’ll cry with me, but you’ll always get unbridled, unhinged and unfiltered me. That’s a promise. And a threat. 

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Wednesday, November 06, 2013

Kids these days? Parents these days!



Kids get a bad rap these days.

Nearly every time I tell someone that I teach at a high school they gasp in amazement, "Teenagers?  Wow, you are brave!  How do you do it all day?"

I usually just kind of smile and say, "I know- I'm nuts!" and most of the time that ends the conversation there.

But sometimes the conversation goes on.  Sometimes those people are insistent on proving to me that I have made a terrible life decision in spending 182 days a year 8 hours a day with such little rats.  They have many complaints about "teenagers these days" and they make sure I know them all:

Teenagers are lazy!
Teenagers are entitled!
Teenagers don't do a lick of work!
Teenagers are dishonest!
Teenagers are narcissists!
Teenagers are addicted to their cell phones!!
Teenagers don't have any respect!
Teenagers won't read if their lives depended on it!
Teenagers only care about themselves!
Teenagers are full of excuses!

The conversation usually ends in a huff and a puff and a "kids these days!"  I stay mum because I'm not one to waste energy on a pointless fight, but I always think to myself,  "You've got it wrong.  It's not the kids.  It's the parents."

Because the fact is that some teenagers are those things.  And the trends show that more and more teenagers are that way with every passing year.  I was talking to one of my favorite teachers yesterday after school.  He's taught at this high school 33 years and he said to me, "I tell you, Bonnie, it gets worse every year and it's only going to continue to get worse.  The ninth graders this year are something else entirely.  They don't have a clue in the world of what's going on.  If I could have known 33 years ago what I'd be dealing with today I never would have believed it."

But I firmly believe that it's not teenagers' fault.  It's their parents fault.

Teenagers are lazy because their parents don't make them do chores around the house.  They are lazy because this generation of parents will happily do the work their kids don't.  They are lazy because when they don't want to go to school mom calls and excuses them. (I can't even tell you how many times I have seen a perfectly well student prance out of my classroom with an excusal note from mom that they are "sick").  They are lazy because when they are not ready for a test mom says they can stay home.  They are lazy because instead of part time jobs they have playstations.

Teenagers are entitled because they are given cell phones at 10 years old.  They have no idea what it costs to pay for the cell phone, the never ending text messages, the oh so important apps.  They go for a decade (at least!) owning a cell phone without ever having to pay a cent for it.  They are entitled because they are given iPads and xBoxes for Christmas and when the next Christmas rolls around they get the newest edition just. for. being. them!   They are entitled because they got a brand new car for their 16th birthday and parents make the car payments and cover the insurance and do you need gas money, honey?

Teenagers don't have any respect because no one ever showed them how.  I distinctly remember my first year of teacher when a kid stormed into my classroom, giving me attitude about a quiz I wouldn't let him make up.  He was raising his voice and very clearly upset and I said firmly, "You leave this classroom and when you come back you show me some respect or else I will not be working with you."  No one ever talks to me that way and I never talk to anyone else that way.  He was clearly taken aback and apologized immediately, "I didn't mean to show disrespect, I'm just frustrated."  When mom came for parent teacher conference four weeks later I watched in embarrassment as he sassed off to her, made snide remarks, treated her like dirt and she just took it.  She never corrected him, never taught him how to have a conversation with respect.  She cowered.  And then kids come charging into the high school using the same attitude they learned to use with their parents and all us teachers shake our heads and say, "kids these days." Nope.  Not kids these days.  Parents these days.

Teenagers are addicted to their cell phones because they have no limits on when and how often they can use them.  They are given free reign and don't have the age or maturity yet to know how to monitor or limit themselves.  They are addicted to their cell phones because when they go out to dinner with the family the parents let them tweet and text and play candy crush through the entire meal.  They are addicted to their cell phones because they look at mom and mom is on her cell phone, not bothering to engage in a conversation with them.  No one is telling them when is okay to have their phone out and so it's always okay.

Teeangers won't read because their parents don't read to them.  They weren't read to as children.  They have no books in the house.  Their parents have never told them what their favorite book is because parents don't have a favorite book.  Teenagers don't read because families don't discuss books and because when a student doesn't like to read the parents asks his English teacher if he can just pass the class without having to do the reading please?  Teenagers don't like to read because they weren't raised on it, they were never shown its beauty, they were only shown a TV.

Teenagers are full of excuses because their parents allow the excuses.  They don't want to roll out of bed in the morning so they have "depression" and mom doesn't make them go.  They can't focus on Shakespeare, they're bored, so boom, the kid has adhd.  He needs extra time for his assignments and he doesn't have to complete the whole thing.  When kids fail the class the parents call in, raging mad at the teacher, not the student, because surely something like that could not be the student's fault.

Teenagers are narcissists because their parents told them they can do no wrong.  Their parents told them they are special and beautiful and better than all the other kids so teenagers think they are special and beautiful and better than all the other kids.  They are told they are perfect, that they can't mistakes, that they are above discipline and above rules.  If a kid doesn't like a teacher then lets just switch him out.  Get him a new teacher instead of learning how to deal with a clashing personality.  Lets hand pick his whole schedule because only the best for our superior child.

So no.  I don't believe teenagers are getting worse with every year.  I believe the parents are, and that's the sad truth.


I realize this is a fairly pessimistic view of parents today, but the fact of the matter is I'm tired of teenagers having to take the brunt of the blame for their generation.  They are only what they are because they were raised that way.  I also realize that there are millions and millions of teenagers who have none of the above qualities.  I see them every day.  I teach hard working, funny, smart kids who show respect and bust their butts for my class.  And it ain't hard to see- those kids are also that way because of their parents.

Tuesday, November 05, 2013

One of those days

It's been one of those days.  You know.  Those days.

I started with a snowy drive this morning and a commute that turned from 20 minutes to 60 minutes with terrible traffic conditions.

Then I hit a roadblock with my senior classes.  I think I'm getting in my groove at my new school and then all of a sudden I have days like today where I'm convinced that the kids will never really respect and love me like they did at my old school.  My fourth period class was beyond chatty and disrespectful today.  I finally just gave them the Teacher glare while I waited for them to quiet down.  Eventually they all got the message and shut up, but it took a good few minutes.  As soon as they were quiet I started to speak and the second I did a kid started talking at that exact same moment just to piss me off.

Those are the moments when I have to try my best to be disciplined. To not just lose control at those little freakers who think it's funny to be rude.  So I just glared at him and said, "Child, don't you mess with me.  You pull crap like that again and you will do your learning in the hall for the rest of the week."

And he shut up.  But still.  Kids don't do that kind of stuff when they like you. When they're on your side.  They do that kind of stuff when they don't respect you.

Then this afternoon I went in to Big O Tires to see if they could fix my windshield washer sprayer.  The guy looked at the car, said it would be $250, and I said wow, no thank you, not today.  Then the guy said, "ok that'll be $20."  

"For what?" I replied.  "You didn't fix anything."

"It's $20 for the estimate."

"Your charging $20 just for looking at my car?"

"Yes.  That's right ma'am."

Cooks and swindlers, every last one of them.

That's when it's time for me to come home, get in my pjs and do a puzzle to de-stress myself for the next three hours.

Today I've got Emily on the blog talking about what made her start blogging. She addresses one of the most fascinating subjects to me- why we can bear our souls to perfect strangers but cringe when someone we know brings up our blog. She brings up some great points on this- she's one smart cookie.  I do hope you'll visit her blog and tell her I've sent you, she really is fantastic.

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 Today I’m guest blogging over at The Life Of Bon. She gave me free reign (Foolish Bonnie!) So, without further ado... Hi Life of Bon readers! I'm Emily from Sparrow in the Treetop. This is me (and my dog Cliff):

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And this is an essay about why I blog: I clearly remember when I started blogging, why I thought I should. It was because I had discovered this world - a whole other one where people were capturing their lives. Not just posting à la facebook: “I’m gonna make my kid’s picture, my profile picture” but they were really putting it all out there on the internet. Themselves. How they felt about motherhood, why they were feeling restless with their life. Why they felt compelled to do X Y Z. I found myself drawn to blogs written by women who had kids or lived organic and healthy lifestyles. Probably because I admired what they were doing – but the ones I really admired the most, were honest. Transparent. (But not too transparent – not everything needs to be recorded for all eternity – amiright?). There was this “something” there, you don’t find in everyday life. It was a little glimpse into the real world, of how life can be messy but beautiful at the same time. After I got into writing my own blog and I became more deeply embedded in the blogging world, I remember thinking everyone, (everyone!) must also be doing the same thing. But you know what’s strange? There’s this whole population out there, who has no idea what a “dashboard” is. They don’t arrange their freshly baked cupcakes nicely, or chart their work outs, or enter into DIY projects just to challenge themselves. Gasp. And I became embarrassed about my own foray into the internet world when I was speaking it out loud. Because I wasn’t sure how the two “me’s” compared to one another. Have any of you ever felt that way? Like you want to share your life with the internet, but then you don’t want your dad bringing up the elements of it when you’re home for the weekend?

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(that ^^ should have said, "Cooler of Booze" - I made this sign... not one of my shiniest moments)

What is that? I’m fine with telling the virtual world that I don’t know what I’m doing with my life or why I’m feeling uncertain about a job decision, or am lacking faith, but I recoil when my aunt says to me, “We read on your blog the other day…” In “real” life it’s harder to say what you feel. Out loud. But there are so many times in life when it would help us. Can I get an amen? And then blogging did a crazy thing for me. This actual composition of my life gave me clarity. I’d been concentrating on saying what was on my heart while I was writing, and then magically, it started to transfer to everyday interactions. I started feeling more comfortable with my own voice. My voice became stronger. It became me. The reason you keep going back to some blogs time after time again, is because it makes you feel confident. Not confident because you compare yourself. But confident because you realize, you’ve got a voice too. And it’s got just as many stories to tell. Thanks so much to Life of Bon for having me! I’ll be here all month, hanging out on the side-bar if you wanna here some more stories about The Life of Emily over at Sparrow in the Tree Top.

Find me on Twitter: @FullofMirth
I take pictures too: @FullofMirth

Monday, November 04, 2013

Why I can't have nice things and other stories of camera woes

The truth is folks, I am very much so afraid of this.

I have been blogging like a fiend for the past two years and as far as the camera goes, a dinky point and shoot and a camera phone are all I've got to show for myself.  Somewhere in the back of my mind I have known for a long time that I need to get one of these bad boys.  Every day I see blogs with beautiful photography and I wonder if I could do that with a nicer camera and a few tips.  But alas, all I've got is my point and shoot.  I tell myself I will make a DSLR my next big purchase and then every time I am about making the jump to a DSLR I inevitably talk myself out of it.  I'm an indecisive crazy!


9 REASONS WHY I HAVE NOT INVESTED IN A FANCY PANTS CAMERA FOR MY BLOG

1.  To start with, I can't even get the name down.   The camera is called a DSLR.  Or is it DRSL?  DSRL?  Ah, screw it all, we'll just call it a fancy pants camera! What in the world does that acronym mean? If I can't even figure out the name of the camera how am I supposed to figure out what it does?

2.  A thousand bucks.  That's what most of these bad boys cost and that's just the base price.  One of my good friends who loves photography says she has bought lens that in and of themselves are that expensive- in addition to the camera itself.  Shizer!  There goes every penny I've ever earned.

3.  I am overwhelmed easily.  Especially by things I don't do well.  I can see an absolute panic fit going down when I realize there are buttons, buttons and more buttons and I have not a clue how to use any of them.

4.  It's so big!  Definitely not big enough to shove in my purse, which is what I do now.  Does that mean that I have to carry a purse around everywhere AND a big, honking camera bag?  Because I think we all know that is never going to happen and the expensive camera will just get left in the car.

5.  I've got some pride and the fact of the matter is I am afraid that people who don't know anything about cameras will make fun of me for carrying around a big old camera. It's huge!  I'll look like an idiot!  Last time I got a pedicure the man doing my nails made fun of me for how big my point and shoot camera was, and that's just a little old thinger.  In the ever swelling "iPhone cameras are God" crowd how will I ever fit in with a DSLR?

6.  On the flip side of #5, I'm afraid that people who do know something about cameras will make fun of me for fiddling around with an expensive bugger and not having a clue how to use it.  I am already kind of afraid of real photographers anyway.  They're so intimidating with all their gadgets and lights and filters.  I'm afraid the real deals will be able to spot me from a mile away as nothing but a wannabe.  I feel like if I did have a nice camera I would have to go around with a sign around my neck that said "This camera cost a lot of money, but I am not a pro, I don't think I'm a pro, and I will never be a pro. Please judge accordingly."

7.  I am afraid people will make fun of my pictures.  I've seen some people say some not nice things about un-photographers who have DSLRs.  Facebook statuses abound, "Just because you have an expensive camera doesn't make you a photographer!"  I mean, rude, right?  So I guess I'll just take my camera phone and crawl into a corner now.

8.  I have a history of not taking care of my stuff as well as I should.  For example my point and shoot camera I keep in a sock in my purse.  I faithfully lose my keys every four months.  My car is missing its right rearview mirror.  AND I THINK I AM RESPONSIBLE ENOUGH TO HAVE A CAMERA THAT COST OVER ONE THOUSAND DOLLARS?  I think not.

9.  What if I buy a big fancy pants camera and then my pictures are STILL awful?  Or I am too dumb to figure out how it works?  So my pictures look just the same as they did before and now I am out a grand.

Now it's your turn.  Camera people- go.  Tell me every reason why I should or should not invest in one of those expensive little buggers.

Sunday, November 03, 2013

A Thousand Words

Today you are going to see a lot of pictures that have absolutely no business being on a blog.  Blogs are for beautiful pictures where you look good, where the lighting is perfect, where people are happy and healthy.  These picutres are none of those things.  But they are endearing in their own, freak way and I couldn't help but laugh as I looked at all of these.  Okay some of them.  Others are just cringe worthy.  

Happy Monday!

March 2010.  The predecessor to fashion blogging... posing on cars.  Why yes, I am a freak of nature who likes to relax on the hood of her car.  Doesn't everybody do this?

This was two months after I bought my first car.  I was overly excited, obviously.  Also, I remember loving that dress and now I just look at it and think, "oh girl..."


April 2010 Death by maniacal light saber holder in 3, 2, 1...
This was one of my first ever classes. I student taught this group of wild ninth graders. The kid behind me with the coy "too cool for school" look may have been one of my favorite students ever.  Every time I was chewing gum he asked me for a piece.  I always said no until he offered to buy individual pieces of gum from me. He once offered to pay a dollar for a piece of gum.  I told him that was a terrible deal and he responded, "okay, fine, TWO DOLLARS?!?"

A picture of my friend taking a picture of a fake cop.  FAKE COPS?  What has the world come to?  That friend's name is Brooke and now she lives in Alasha.  The places we'll go.

I owned my car for three months and had already ran into a curb and knocked off the hub cap.  These were in my bad driving days- the day this picture was taken I had gotten two speeding tickets.  SOMEONE HELP THE WOMAN BEHIND THE WHEEL.  Also, I am still a bad driver.  But I get less tickets.

August 2010- For Mandy's birthday a bunch of shirtless boys came over to our apartment.  Don't ask what is going on here because no body knows except for that I think it is clear that they think they are much better looking than they are.  But don't we all think that?

August 2010- My first ever picture of Greg.  He's not desperate for attention, is he?

I have no idea who this woman is or why there is a picture of her on my computer or why she is jumping off of a bed.  Somehow this picture just exists.  Can someone somewhere tell me who she is and why she's on my computer, oh please?!?  (Also, is it just me or does she look like she is about to take a hard fall?)

June 2010- For my 24th birthday my friends surprised the crap out of me with a surprise birthday party.  After they all shouted surprise this guy came up and gave me a huge hug and told me that I deserved the best birthday ever.  I had never seen him before and I have never seen him since.

Why can I even make that face?

SHIRTLESS GINGER.  Foaming at the mouth.  Now do you understand why I could not resist this man?

October 2010- Halloween.  This guy was dating our friend, Brooke, for awhile.  They stopped dating, praise the heavens because Brooke was really too good for him.  But he dressed up like Michael Phelps for Halloween and that was almost enough to keep him around except for, well, no.

August 2011 My husband sleeping on the airport floor with three other women.  

August 2011.  THAT MAN ON THE RIGHT IS HAGRID.  We saw him at an airport in Scotland and our friend, Josh, insisted on singing him a song on the guitar.  It was all sorts of awkward and remains as one of the best moments of my life.  You could tell that Hagrid just wanted to hightail it out of there, but he was kind enough to sit and listen to Josh's love song which makes me think even that much more highly of everything Harry Potter.

Saturday, November 02, 2013

Weekend shenanigans and a BIRTHDAY!


Two daughter in laws and a mother in law.

Today is my mother in law's birthday.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BECKY!

It's a day that is a bit hard to celebrate because my father in law, Gary, had open heart surgery yesterday.  He had a valve replaced in his heart and a bypass.  He is recovering extremely well- as well as can be expected, but still he will be in the hospital for 4-6 days at best.  Thus, her special day will be spent mostly at the hospital, worrying about others.  How fitting for Becky.  Still, we will try to celebrate at least a little bit, hitting up Cheesecake Factory for lunch and doing our best to decorate the house and make her feel special.

I adore my mother in law.  I realize that sentence has rarely been spoken in the history of mankind, but I say in unapologetically.  As far as the mother in law lottery goes, I hit the dang jackpot.  Becky is as selfless a person as I've ever met.  Yesterday I was thinking about where we could go to dinner or what dessert I could make for her and I realized I don't even know what restaurant she likes because we always go to the restaurants that everybody else likes.  I don't know what her favorite dessert is because she spends her life making everybody else's favorite treats.  I have never once seen Becky mad.  That woman is as calm as a summer morning.  I've seen her stressed and I've seen her sad, but I've never once seen her mad or mean in any way to anyone.

I see so much of my mother in law in Greg.  Oh, there's no doubt about it- he's got the stubbornness, the passion, the fiery wit of his dad.  But underneath those qualities, he's also got the softer, more gentle qualities of his mama.  His love for culture and plays, his incredible sensitivity and awareness of others' feelings, his never ending thoughtfulness- those qualities all come right from his mom.

Happy Birthday, Becky.  May you never spend another birthday in the hospital!

For your weekend reading:
+ Can you believe it's already been a year since election day?  I didn't vote for President last year, but I did vote for a few other VERY IMPORTANT THINGS.
+  A year ago I wrote this post on having babies.  I still find myself afraid (very afraid!) of babies but I also find myself thinking about them more and more.  Is it almost time?
+ How much do you fight in your marriage?  What is "normal"?
+ Sometimes I read old posts of mine like this one and cringe.  How do you handle criticism?
+ One of my favorite guest posts any one ever wrote on my blog from my blog bestie, Tay Tay.  You want to be in my "clique"?  Here's how.

Thursday, October 31, 2013

Unbalance.

Puppies and babies.  They're the only guys that have got it all figured out.

Tonight I am overwhelmed.

It is 10:13 and I am just starting this blog post.  I haven't got any of my sponsor stuff ready for November and November is in approximately 107 minutes.  Sometimes I just feel like I can't keep up with it all.  And I don't even have any kids yet.  How do moms fit it all in?

I am in a bit of a weird place with blogging- a very difficult middle ground.  The blog sits at an in between stage- I put way more time and effort into it than certainly any hobby would require, but not enough time and energy to really push the blog to the point it would need to be to be a "job."  So basically if I want it to be a hobby I need to devote less time to it, and if I want it to be a job I need to devote more time to it.  But this stagnant, right in the middle thing that I've been doing the past few months isn't working.  And yet there really isn't a solution in sight.

The truth is I want to be a full time writer.  I want this blog to turn into a living for me.  But then I don't want to quit teaching.  I absolutely love teaching English and the day I leave the classroom will be a day of endless tears.  Add to those two things that I want to be a mom and give my kids all the time and love that they need to grow into loving, independent children.  It's not that I feel pressured or like I have to do all of that, it's that I genuinely want to do it all.  But then I also want long, lazy week nights of watching tv and baking cookies.  I want to read a book a week and I want to keep up with all of my close friends and family.  I want to have time to relax and enjoy life- to have time for things like taking the dog for a walk, puzzles, and Saturday morning cuddles.

I WANT IT ALL DANG IT!

(TANGENT:  Also, womanly duties.  How does any one keep up with that crap?  You know... the laundry, the grocery shopping, the cleaning, it seems like it never ends.  Sometimes when I am doing a very mundane task like emptying the dishwasher I think to myself "I will do this probably 10,000 more times before I die."  And then I get horribly, wildly depressed.  Of course, Greg helps out with all the house stuff, but it still feels like in almost any relationship, it falls primarily on the woman.  Why is that?  That is something that really bothers me about this world.  Maybe men just don't care as much or don't notice?  Who's to say?  I know that if I never did house stuff it would still get done... ish.  It wouldn't get done all the way and it wouldn't get done as often as it should, and now I just sound like a crazy control freak.  All I mean to say is that I feel like a lot of men would be happy living in squalor, and maybe the solution to all my difficulties is to be more like a man?

I wouldn't mind doing the house stuff if I actually enjoyed at least some of it, but I don't.  Not at all.  I am no good at decorating- it took me two months to just get pictures up at our new apartment.  I have nothing close to an eye for interior design which is why my house is primarily decorated with two $10 couches and big black couch covers.  I cook only because if I didn't Greg and I would either starve to death or gain 100 pounds from a diet of only fast food.  Cleaning is a bore (and so fleeting!  You clean and it's messy the next day and I DON'T EVEN HAVE KIDS!) and don't even get me started on the dreaded task of grocery shopping.  There is no chore I hate more than grocery shopping, yet it is the one chore that you absolutely cannot ignore.  Sigh.)

Today during lunch some of the other English teachers were talking about hobbies they have outside of school.  One teacher was telling us about the play she is in that is wrapping up tonight and the dance lessons she teaches on the side.  Another teacher sews like a fiend.  Another teacher has seven (count em, seven!) kids and still manages to be a fantastic teacher.  I can't help but feel a bit overwhelmed by all of this.  How do women do it all?

I follow the Instagram of Susan Peterson- the girl who started the Freshly Picked business- and she made a comment once that "balance is bullshit."  She stated that "balance for me is a mystical creature that lives where unicorns live."  She even came outright to say that we need to throw away the idea of balance and just embrace having an unbalanced life.  I have thought a lot about that comment and whether or not I agree with her.  I still don't have answers, but I have to admit that it gives me an odd sense of peace to tell myself that I can be unbalanced.  That I don't have to have it all.  That one month I can neglect my blog a bit and spend way more time cuddling and watching Netflix with Greg.  And one month I can focus hard on teaching and come up with brilliant ideas while my house goes to pot.  And one month I can do nothing but lay around and read books. (It's called July!)

Tell me this.  Have any of you at any point in your life ever felt like you had balance?  If you tell me you have maybe I will continue to seek for it.  But if you all say no then I'm throwing balance to the curb and fully embracing this zany, crazy wild life that I am currently living.

Here's to unbalance?

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Happy Halloween!

Happy Halloween!  We did our Halloween party early this year because Greg has two performances Halloween night.  We kept it pretty low key- chowing down on pizza and watching the opening Jazz game with a few rounds of ping pong during half time.  I usually go all out on my Halloween costumes but had zero time on a busy Wednesday so I went with something a bit easier.  Sometimes you're just on survival mode, you know?  


Twinsie costumes.  I'm supposed to be making a devil face.  Fail.

That's my lil sis and the boy she's marrying in December.  They are Calvin and Hobbes.

This is the first year we didn't do costumes that matched or went together.  It has nothing to do with the state of our marriage, just the state of our creative juices.


Best costume winners.  The boy that is not my husband is my cousin's "friend", Adam, and tonight was our first night meeting him.  Besides the fact that he spiked the ball on me during ping pong, we like him a lot.  Lights out, Marianne!

And go jazz!

Tuesday, October 29, 2013

5:00 on Tuesday


Tonight I grabbed dinner with a few friends I have met through blogging.  Trust me, it is as weird to me as anyone else out there in this universe that I have met girls online and now hang out with those girls in a real setting.  It feels like I am online dating these people only even more strange because we are the same gender and there are so many of us. Every time I go to a blogger hang out I feel like the world is going to explode at any minute because it's just! too! weird.!  But then I stop thinking so hard and just enjoy the night.

It all started when Sierra texted me last night and asked if I wanted to get dinner with a couple of friends.  I said yes as long as she is paying.  She said fine.  We were supposed to meet at 5:00 but I showed up at 5:30 because that's kind of my M.O.  30 minutes late at all times and in all places and in all things.  I hate this about myself but am trying to fix it.  Today I was late on purpose, though because I had to take my dog for a walk, and freak these dogs are hard work.  Everyone always says how hard it is to be married or how hard it is to have kids but not once has anyone ever ever told me it would be hard work to have a dog.  Sheesh.  I got duped.

(I feel like now would be a good time to clarify that I still really like my dog. When he's not pooing on the carpet.)

It was a perfect "blogger" get together- not the kinds that are incredibly intimidating because there are 30 gorgeous women in stillettos and skinny jeans.  Those get togethers scare the living crap out of me.  This was more like "Hey. I'm going to get dinner.  Come or don't come.  Whatever."  I showed up with my disheveled hair and my "I've been teaching for nine straight hours" makeup and a big puffy coat and didn't feel a bit bad about it.  We all just sunk into a booth and jabbed away who cares what you look like anyway?

Naturally if you are eating with a bunch of bloggers the talk will turn to, well, blogging.  We talked about a lot of the blog friends we share and bloggers we know but have never met and how weird it is that we read people's daily accounts whom we have never met.  Blogging really is just the weirdest.

We made a few conclusions (although none too firmly) about blogging and why we read some blogs and mostly why we stop reading some blogs. Our main conclusion was that we stop reading certain blogs because we have lost "touch" with that person.  That we no longer connect to them.  All four of us agreed that our favorite blogs were the real blogs.

I think real blogging is incredibly tough.  To start with, no one wants to look vulnerable or weak, and being real means showing vulnerability and showing weakness.  No one wants to say that they are intimidated or that their feelings are hurt or that they are having a tough time in their marriage or that they have any faults at all.  The catch 22 to it all is that the more we try to get people to like us by pretending that everything is perfect the less people like us.  Ironic, isn't it?  The perfect outfits. The flawless marriage. The well behaved kids. The adorable parties. The spotless home. It is beautiful yes, but is it real?  And is this really the message we want other women to receive, that happiness comes from having it all under control?  That happiness is about perfection?

Hmmmm.  I suppose I'll get off my soap box now.  All I wanted to say is that I appreciate the blog posts that are open and honest and real and vulnerable.  Those are the blogs I will always read.  And also that I appreciate girls who will grab soup at 5:00 on a Tuesday and sit and chat for hours and just be real with me.

Thank the heavens for girlfriends.

Monday, October 28, 2013

Angel Puppy goodness

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Welcome to the first ever "DIY" post from The Life of Bon.  I have a pretty good idea of what I am good at in this world and what I am not good at in this world,  DIY projects falling into the category of things I am definitely not good at.  But the thing is I have this brand new adorable little puppy and I wanted to dress him up for Halloween.  Next Halloween he will be big and grown up, but for just this one Halloween he is an absolutely adorable baby puppy.

I felt weird spending money to buy the dog a costume (also dog costume prices- $20-50 buckaroos.  YIKES!) so I decided to make him something.  My sole requirement was that it be easy.  Enter: angel wings.  Since Maverick is about the size of a hamster I figured I could make super small angel wings that would be no hassle at all.  Also the main ingredient is toilet paper which only added to the awesomemess of my first ever DIY project.  

DIY ANGEL DOG COSTUME
AKA
HOW TO TURN YOUR DOG INTO THE MOST ADORABLE THING EVER
(I did this on a dog but you could do it for anything- dog, cat, baby, husband, the sky's the limit!)



SUPPLIES:  (I headed to Target for all my supplies.  You gotta love Target because they have everything in one place and it's always easy to find. That and I can eat popcorn and drink a soda while I shop.  Boom!)

Glue, cardboard, shoelaces, Cottonelle triple roll 12 pack,  gold pipe cleaners.  (Not pictured: hole punch, tape.)


STEP ONE:  Trace angel wings and cut them out.  I had to do this twice because the first time my wings weren't defined enough.  Because the toilet paper ends up being so big and fluffy you have to make sure that the curves of your wings are very noticeable, otherwise it's hard to notice the shape of wings.


STEP TWO:  Tear of individual squares of Cottonelle triple roll toilet paper.  Hold toilet paper in the middle and bunch it.  Glue toilet paper to cardboard.   (I loved using the triple roll because it made it extra fluffy.  It also glued on and stayed on very well because of its thickness.) 


I have the patience of a two year old which is why I just splattered glue all over the cardboard and then squished toilet paper on there in a mad tizzy.  It worked!  This is a DIY project that is honestly pretty hard to mess up which is great if you're like me and struggle big time with simple things like glue.



STEP THREE:  Make two single hole punches on the side of each wing.  String the shoelace through the hole and tie a knot so that when you pull the shoelace it stays in place.

STEP FOUR:  Use pipe cleaner to make the shape of a halo and attach to the wings.  I attached mine with packing tape (the glue wouldn't hold) but I think in the future I would use hot glue.

STEP FIVE:  Glue or tape the wings together.  This might not be necessary for a baby or adult, but when I tried to put the individual wings on Maverick they kept falling down/ coming off.


(Ignore the punches on the right side... I was experimenting with things.)


STEP SIX:  Use the shoelaces to tie the wings around the body of the puppy.  By having two sets of strings it helps to stay on the puppy better.




Doesn't he look like the fluffiest, most adorable puppy ever?

Right now at Target if you buy the 12 pack Cottonelle triple pack you get a box of Kleenex free with this coupon.  It's while supplies last so hurry in!