Freshly Picked

My lungs feel like they are full of slivers and I can't get enough air. It has been going on for several weeks now but I just. keep. going. and that's the problem. Finally, what happens is my body pulls the  alarm and says, "Girl, enough sit your buns down." So here they have sat. I finally went into the doctor today thank goodness we had the day off. I am now armed with antibiotics, nasal sprays, and a note that says I should take the next two days off. I wish. 

I am so very tired. But I will report to work in the morning. 

Friday after I had finalized all of my work I went to get a manicure and pedicure. I had picked this adorable springy light pink purple color think...... peonies. As I lay my head back I did not notice that the color that had been painted on my fingers and toes was in fact blue. I had to go serve treats at a church activity and did not have time to say that this was totally the wrong color and please re-do it. Plus all of the usual sauciness that resides in me had been beat out from a rambunctious class Valentine's Day party just a few hours prior. My friend Laura who was with me and saw the color I had picked said....That isn't the color you picked! I just chuckled and said you are right it is the color that picked me. 

And then I remembered the blue dress my Grandma made me for my birthday in second grade. She let me pick out the buttons that she sewed onto it. Red strawberries. My Grandma's favorite color was blue. 

And then I remembered that this exact color was one of the colors of my wedding. Periwinkle and butter yellow. It held a promise of a brand new beginning. 

So maybe the color picked me. 

I'd like to think that I still believe in new beginnings. I wonder if the fairy tales that I still love and still learn lessons from have ruined me in some way. Is it true? Is there a handsome prince wielding a cell phone that he doesn't look at during the date? Or that holds open the door? Who offers more than to meet up at Village Inn for breakfast at 8 am? To this I give a polite, no thank you. My sinus infection and I have a hot date lined up that includes saline spraying my nose and not until after 10 am on a Saturday morning. 

Does a fairy tale mean you have to embrace Dr. Jekyll AND Mr. Hyde? Jafar AND Aladdin? Bob Cratchit AND Ebenezer Scrooge? I am not so sure anymore because the truth is there is a little bit of beauty in me and a little bit of beast. 

Is it safe to date online? Is it safe to talk to new people over the internet? Maybe I have been watching too many Netflix shows since being parked here on my behind all weekend. The one thing I actually did was put my laundry away which ended with me crying in the closet because I got dizzy each time I picked up a stack of folded clothes. Maybe I am both Cinders and Ella. So tired of the endless chores and to do lists and duties and responsibilities that sit on my shoulders. They are too heavy. Where is my Fairy Godmother when I need her? 

Well she is there. In a way she shows up as my Mom yielding two dozen roses for Valentine's Day and and box of chocolate covered strawberries a combined effort of cousins and parents. I think those are the most flowers I have ever received. Ever. 

I wonder if true love exists out there. Will it make time for me. Will it pick me. Maybe it won't look like the color I picked. Maybe it will be different but also lovely and a sign of fresh starts. Who knows. 

I don't. 

XOXO- The Sunny D

Simple and Happy

Amazing Cupcakes for Ellie's 12th Birthday...Shout out to The Great Gadsby Bakery in Gilbert. I heart you but my bum does not. 

My current status is sitting at the food court at KTR. KTR is a giant trampoline fun/skate park type place for children and possibly creepers of children or maybe just parents. Who knows there's an eight year old trying to get my attention and he got my sharpest teacher go away stink eye. I'm here with the cutest group of 12 and 13 year old girls for Ellie's birthday party. I hope they have fun! We have PLANS tonight. KTR and then a little snacky snack at Panda Express and those yum cupcakes. I hope it makes my girl happy. 

 I was supposed to run the Spartan race with my co-workers today. I was excited for the adventure and had serious FOMO today. I have been fighting a nasty respiratory infection/ fever and so I had to sit this race out. Or more like it wrapped up in my bed trying to get back to normal for work on Monday. Steam showers and you know..the stuff you do when your sick. 

I did have a special delivery of chicken noodle soup. Not just one bowl but three. I was enamored to say the least with the deliveryman.  Apparently, all you have to do to warm this cold bitter heart is bring it a little soup...or enough until the antibiotics kick in. So that made me very happy. 

A friend of mine recommended the book Wild at Heart by John Eldredge. She said it had helped her to understand her sons. Let me tell you..I need all the help I can get to understand my son or men in general. It was very interesting. I then started to read its companion book for women called, Captivating. The book is good but I am not as captivated by it as I was by Wild at Heart. 

I watched the Netflix show called Abducted in Plain Sight and I just can't. I can't even comment on it other than my jaw had to be scooped up off of the floor afterwards. 

Last night my kids and I were treated to a delicious steak dinner by my parents. On the way home my kids and I were talking and laughing. They are SO funny. We were talking about crushes and dating. Aydan said his ideal date would be to go to the store get an Arizona cherry limeade and then walk around and talk. I was like.....we are going to have to work on that plan. It was a fun night and we got home and I crumbled into bed with my head full of snot and a cough that sounds much like an avid smoker. BUT, I fell asleep happy. Happy with my babes. Happy with my simple life. Happy that Netflix has some amazing shows coming out. Just Happy. 

XOXO-The Sunny D