Valentines Day and All That Jazz

I have to admit, I am not a really big fan of Valentine's Day.  I think it just adds insult to injury when you're single and makes boyfriends/girlfriends and husbands/wives feel guilty if they don't participate in the over priced chocolate and rose brigade.  I am a firm believer that if you are doing things right there is no need for a holiday to say you gotta do it more.  Every day (or maybe just a couple times a month) is Valentines Day.

I had a really really hard day yesterday.  I was an emotional train wreck and was counting the minutes until I could escape to bed.  Hopefully leaving no victims in my wake.  I just wanted everything to go away.  No, of course I am not suicidal or anything of the sort.  I just couldnt get my big girl panties to fit right and to say they were in a bunch is a total understatement.  I was on the brink of either ugly crying or my head exploding in anger.  Seriously---neon sign over my head that was flashing...TOTAL FEMALE RIGHT HERE!

I was clearly upset.  But why?  I was mad that no one made me feel special on this stupid holiday.  I am NOT single, I shouldnt be left out!   However, that wasn't the main reason.  Do you wanta know the real reason?  I was mad that I was mad.  I mean seriously its a HOLIDAY.  Trust me when I say I am spoiled plenty.  Darling is very very good to me and I have NOTHING to complain about.  But I was mad that he wasnt part of the sheep participating, sending hearts and flowers, chocolates and romantic dinners.  Even though the visual of this makes me giggle, he is NOT a heart and sappy kinda guy.  He's just not.    So with every flower posted on FB and every status update that went on and on all I got was the echoing in my ear of how Darling hates this stupid holiday and refuses to participate and not to expect anything....yeah-- you get the idea.

My Spoiled Brat Syndrome had its full butt showing.  I wanted it.  I wanted all of it.  So if you ever hear me say I hate this holiday again, please call my bluff.  I am lying.

I wont give you details...but lets just say that Darling did more for me than I could have even imagined.  He made certain I didn't go to bed in my pity party and that even though my day sucked I really matter.  He stepped way out of his comfort zone.  He went above and beyond, and the greatest part is that it was a plan he was concocting for weeks. That alone says more than anything.

He still hates the holiday.  Thinks it is a total joke and rolls his eyes at the very mention of it.  Even though I told him I agreed that it was a farse, he knew that it really was important to me.  Yesterday I was contemplating every single choice Id ever made in my life.  Even though I didnt have a single thing to be mad about.  I TOLD him I didnt want to play the game, I was mad cause he listened?!?! 

OMG, I am a total chick.  Say one thing but mean something else.  TOTAL face palm moment.  What can I say...

Today I can't help but giggle to think he totally got me.  He not only surprised me beyond words but he proved that on some levels he knows me more than I even know myself.

The pic is horrible of the Valentine I made for him.  His favorite animal is an otter.  SO adorbs.  The stamp set has 2 otters, and a directions list a mile long with dies on how to make the otters hug on a card.  I made one, tho it ended up looking more like one was giving CPR to the other.  I trashed that idea and went with this.  Maybe soon I will attempt it again.

Anyways, my thought for you today...it is ok to like holidays.  Even the stupid corny ones.  Its also ok if you dont.  But by all means, be clear about it.  Cause taking a chance that your significant other can read your subconscious mind is really stupid.  And being mad if they dont makes you even crazier.

Much love,

Becky Ann

Some People volunteer time...

People choose to give to others in lots of ways.  Some volunteer at soup kitchens.  Some people give to charities.  Many do things that are never acknowledged.  Many do things only for the fame.  I don't volunteer much.  I always say I am going to, but that always lays another brick in the good intentions path.  However I do love sending cards.  My cards are joy.  First I get the joy of  hoarding collecting all of the supplies.  I get the joys of creating works of art, mingling with my other inky friends and experiencing so much that I cannot even articulate it into words.  Making cards makes me happy.  I get to send notes of love to my friends which (I think) makes them happy.  I am a firm believer in telling people how you feel.  My Darling is not so good at this and tends to get weirded out when I express how much I appreciate him in my life and how happy I am that he's here. 

Never in my life do I want anyone to ever question my love for them.  If I am thinking of you, I want you to know.  I cant always help financially (mostly never) but I have lots of smiles and prayers to share.  Does this mean I am just awesome at always sending notes and staying in touch with people?  Oh heck no!  I am not so good at it at all.  Hey, it sounds good though doesn't it?  😁 However I do try.  

So my question for you today is this...have you done SOMETHING to let those you love know you do?  Ya dont even have to love them.  How about your coworkers?  Your neighbors?  Even the trashguy would love to know that they are not just another face on your street.  

Enjoy your life it is precious and short.

Much love,

Becky Ann

WHY?

So many people have asked my WHY DO I BLOG?  Why is it so important that I get back into it.  Do people really even read blogs anymore?  Or better yet, WHO is reading about your life?  Sounds like perfect stalker material at best. 

I guess that does prove to be true in one sense.  Tho I try not to divulge too much information in exact measurements and details.  Most things that I speak of are in past tense or not in tense at all.  But with that being said I have spent a bit of time reading back over my blog posts for the last several years.  I could see the pain and the happiness within the words.  I could see the photos and the passions that engulfed my every being at that given moment.  I could tell when I was trying so hard to be someone I was not while casting a light of perfection.  I could read between those sentences, it sparked memories both good and bad, but all the same it is a journal of sorts.  One that I enjoy looking in on, since I am absolutely HORRIBLE at paper journals.  I cant even begin to tell you how many paper books I have with meticulous details I shared on the first 5-10 pages only to be abandoned just like the one before. 

So my reason...number 1 is of course for my few trusty followers that cherish my updates and like knowing I am not dead.  Number 2 is simply just for me.  For my own enjoyment and my own mark on the world, even though it IS just in Cyberspace.  I enjoy writing.  Some days more than not, but I DO love getting words on the paper. 

So my question to you...why do YOU do what YOU do? 

Much love as always,

Becky Ann

Official first day of winter...well ok--maybe not.

We got the first snow of the season last night.  It was a fun ride to work this morning that is for sure.  CrAzY!   Looks like we get to have fun all over again in the morning.  Oh yeah, did I mention that we have a major RV show this weekend so our guys are transporting units all week.  Yeah, so glad that is not MY job!!!  I have been getting inky a bit lately.  Having so much fun.  As you can see I have not set up my light box yet though.  My pics are horrible, but you get the idea.

Hannah has been binge watching FRIENDS.  I love it!  Yeah they are still great the 12th time around.  Anyone who says they arent...well they are just wrong.  Classic.  Classic. Classic.

Alright, well I love ya all.  But I guess I need to get off here.

XOXO

Becky Ann