Awake My Soul

~ Sunday, May 27 ~
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Absolutely breathtaking in person.

Absolutely breathtaking in person.


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Girls pamper weekend…SUCCESS!!

Girls pamper weekend…SUCCESS!!


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Massage: check. Facial: check. Pedicure: next. Meantime, relaxing with some fruit & champagne. I could get used to this.

Massage: check.
Facial: check.
Pedicure: next.

Meantime, relaxing with some fruit & champagne. I could get used to this.


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~ Saturday, May 26 ~
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Avengers

Even better the second time.


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~ Friday, May 25 ~
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misterbillforeal:

idsploder:

funkelly:

I found a new hobby.

I want to play.

I need cooler friends. This is awesome.

I love this. Who wants to be my friend so we can do this?

(Source: halliebadger)


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judyschu: dfwpackfan: Thank our veterans.  Thank you!!!

judyschu:

dfwpackfan:

Thank our veterans. 

Thank you!!!


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“Nice to meet you”

One week left of school, eating lunch with my 9-yr old on field day.

One of the class helper moms says “are you Adam’s mom?” I say yep, we chit chat a bit and then it’s “nice to meet you”s.

I’m not much of a helper or volunteer. I don’t go in and socialize and share recipes and sewing patterns. Not my thing. I love my kid, but not my thing.

The result is that every year at some end of the year event I’m meeting other parents for the first time.

Yep. I’m that mom. And I’m ok with that.


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Me. Every day.

Me. Every day.


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~ Thursday, May 24 ~
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All ironed & ready. *sob*

All ironed & ready.

*sob*


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Today’s the day.

High School Graduation.

I’ve already teared up twice today. I stayed up stupid late last night browsing through the pictures I selected for the slide show. I stupidly thought…why don’t I just do an iPhoto slideshow real quick? Sat at my table, at 2am, crying.

I know it’s cliche, but good God, it happened so fast.

I vividly remember sitting on our couch, holding the month-old preemie in my arms, staring down at her sweet little face, her eyes looking right into mine. At that moment, I thought to myself, “One day this little person will be grown, will be graduating high school, and I’ll look into these same eyes and see a woman, and it will have gone by in a flash.” True story. 

And here we are. My God, where did it go.

Crying again. That’s three. Dammit.


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