Bonnie’s Beach 🏖

My Life. My Experiences. My Love. My Words.

Thoughts About Weddings…

Weddings.  Some people love them, others hate them.  Everyone has their own personal opinion about them.  Just today I was about to go on a hike, when a guy who just came back from doing it started talking to me.  When I told him I was in town from Texas for a friend’s wedding, his opinion came right on out!  He said they were depressing.  And I completely understood what he meant!  He was proud of being 35 and never getting married, and he never planned on it. To each his own.  

Being through two of them myself and attending others, I see weddings from many different angles now. When you’re young and the idea of getting married is bright and shiny and new, you are blinded quite a bit!  It’s like a polished, chrome bumper catching the sun just right and flashing pure white light into your eyes.  The longer you wait to get married, the more you begin seeing why weddings can be a sad affair. To attend one you feel love and support for the couple, but deep down there is almost a knowing fear of what the future most likely holds.  So many marriages fall apart, and it’s a rare blessing to be part of weddings where the couple truly works to keep it going until death.  

This weekend, one of my very close and dear friends/Army bud is getting married for the second time.  I have not yet met his fiancé, but we know each other via FB (Facebook).  I am so happy he has met his match, and I am so looking forward to meeting his better half tomorrow!  I don’t know her past, and I have no idea if she has been married before, but I have nothing but love for these two people!   Bare, my friend, is like family to me.  My friend list may be shorter than most people’s, but there are very few people I would drive over five hours for, let alone 10.  He’s one of them. Trust me.  Very short list. 

So tomorrow, when I am attending the wedding of a very special and wonderful friend I have know for years, and I hear him say his vows, and I watch him and his bride walk down the aisle together, and I see them dancing at their reception, I will be so filled with love and joy, that there won’t even be any room for the painful memories still gripping me from time to time. 

All hope. All love.  All happiness.  Eternally.  

Love you Bare and Jessica.  

-Bonnie

 Me and Bare 

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Memories For Memorial Day And A Father’s Birthday…

Today is Memorial Day. It is a day to remember those who have given their lives for this country.  Those lives have given me the freedom to write this blog, and I can never thank them enough. Some of you know that I was in the Army.  I do not consider myself a veteran of any sort, as I took an option to get out early (personal circumstances at the time) with an honorable discharge.  I was in less than a year, and I miss it.  The best part was meeting some of the best people I know and have stayed connected with through the years.  We all live so far away from one another, but thanks to FB we have stayed connected.  I appreciate them more than they will ever know.  Thank you for your service.  

Today is also my father’s 60th birthday.  The older I get the more I realize I don’t know him.  It’s no one’s fault really.  We are just two completely different people.  We don’t talk.  We don’t hang out.  We awkwardly ask how the other is doing, both wanting to have a conversation, but those conversations just seem to resemble infomercials where we’re both trying to sell coins to one another, albeit shiny ones.  Most of the time I think it’s because I’m a girl.  Other times I think I’m not logical enough to talk to him about anything resembling logical intelligence.  Other times, I think we’re just both really bad at taking walls down that have no real reason to be up.  

Needless to say, my dad and I are not very close.  Rarely do I see the side of him that lights up with boyhood brightness.  When I do see it, it’s always with someone else.  Writing this is not easy, just so you know.  This post is not meant to show how terrible my dad is or how crappy his daughter is. It may be entirely my fault that he and I aren’t closer.  It’s even harder working in the same office building and hearing how he talks to everyone else with happiness in his voice.  Sometimes I get to hear him say hi to everyone and then he walks by me.  God forbid there be any showing of “favorites” in the workplace.  There isn’t any.  He asked me to lunch once.  Well, a lunch without an agenda attached.  It was awkward beyond belief.  Here I am in my thirties expecting some sort of lecture the entire time.  It never came.  Now that was strange.  What was even more disheartening was that when he asked me to lunch, my boss was just as shocked.  My boss has watched me grow up and has known my dad nearly my entire life.  He knows, unlike anyone else in the office, how close my dad and I are not.  

For my dad’s birthday, I bought him a journal, along with a couple of randoms; the traditional sudoku book (he loves sudoku puzzles), and a steam engine die sheet metal model he can put together (something I thought was pretty cool).  My dad is sooooooooooo not easy to buy for.  What do you get a person who has everything they need and buys whatever they want, and they only tell you they want socks?  So the only truly meaningful gift I got him was the journal.  He may never use it, and that is perfectly fine.  I would actually hope he’d at least use it in some random way like to start a fire in some strange act of survivalism. At least then I would know it had served a purpose other than to collect dust.  I wrote him a note in this one.  A tradition I enjoy doing when gifting books or journals.  I believe they always add more meaning to the gift.  I’m weird.  I know this, but it makes it more personal when you write down a tiny bit of your heart on paper.  The journal is for one thing, his memories.  I told him to write down anything he wanted to.  Memories of his childhood, my childhood, whatever he wanted.  As long as they were memories.  They could be happy or sad or whatever.  I figure since we don’t sit down and have heartfelt conversations, maybe I could get to know him this way.  It’s a thought, right?  So now we will just have to see if he does anything with it.  He’s a busy man, and his free time is usually filled with something, so adding something to a voluntary to-do list may be out of the question.  I don’t know.  

What I do know is time passes faster than we realize.  Faster than I realize.  I wish there were more times than the random holidays when family would get together and talk story.  We have moved so far beyond the days of sitting around fires and sharing stories and passing on tall tales and valiant battles. Although let me just put this out there, I am a horrible story teller!!!  Absolutely terrible!  I can write a story, but saying it out loud it becomes some garbled mess of words with no point.  What I think I am really trying to say through this post, is that I do not want to speak at the funeral of a man I do not know.  Time is only going to increase in speed, and there is only so much time to get to know anyone.  If I don’t get to know the man who helped bring me into this world (albeit accidentally), then I have no one to blame but myself. He has been a dutiful dad, and I miss the days when we would play a new Nintendo game or build a new Lego set.  Those days are gone.  Now I don’t know him at all.  No more train rides.  More more high railing.  No more jumping through inner tubes in the pool.  No more running through waves at the beach.  All those memories I have from so long ago.  All the memories that aren’t made due to not knowing how to make them anymore.  Time is fleeting, and memories fade…

Happy Memorial Day

Happy Birthday Dad

-Bonnie

   
 

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Vaginas Suck!  Sometimes.  And Some Other Things…

So!  This post is for the ladies!  For the most part anyway. It is actually the product of a conversation I had with a friend earlier today, and she suggested I write about it.  So guess what!  I am!  For the guys who read this shit, you might feel at times, how can I put it, uncomfortable?  You might learn something.  Who knows!  You may find a great deal of humor in this one!  Hopefully the women reading this will see the humor!  Please see it!  😉

Some of us are currently, have, will be, have yet to, or will never go through again the joys of being a woman.  Every.  Single.  Month. Or like some, once every three months, or six months, or sporadically.  Now I won’t go into details, but I am pretty sure you are on the right track with what I am referring to.  Thank you Auntie. We know you love to visit, but we wish your visits weren’t so frequent and annoying.  It isn’t just the inconvenience of your visit, it’s the hormonal insanity you put us through!  The uncontrollable urge to want to eat everything!  The crazy sudden outbursts of anger due to the lack of patience!  The random crying during sappy commercials!  The insecurity.  The bloating. The sleepiness.  The headaches.  The discomfort.  The list goes on and on.  For some it is a walk in the park. For others it is hell.  Pure hell.  Picture this. You’re sitting around after eating a huge meal, and what’s that?  You’re still hungry?  Seconds please!  Then!  You need something sweet!  Bag of peanut butter cups?  Gone!  Glass of wine?  That bottle was excellent! Get my point?  And even after that you could still probably eat that half a cake sitting in the fridge.  On top of that, while eating until your stomach could quite possibly explode, that damn ASPCA commercial comes on!  Damn you Sarah Mclachlan!  Damn you sad animals with the big eyes!  Damn you all!!!  Catch my drift?

That’s not the only reason why vaginas suck at times.  You’d think that’s enough, but wait!  There’s more!  Take the workplace for instance.  You work in a very male dominated field.  You work with a bunch of guys.  Your sense of humor is probably far worse than theirs, but can you crack the same kind of jokes?  Oh hell no!  While the boys can crack jokes laced with immature, sexual humor, you do it and they look at you like you just said the words vaginal discharge. Yeah.  That face.  It is a gross word pairing, but I am just using it as a reference.  Let’s face it, no one likes to actually talk about THAT!  Then you complain about something or someone, and it is automatically assumed you are just bitching.  Whining.  Complaining. On the rag.  You name it. Automatically labeled as hormonal. Never fails.  No matter how much like one of the guys you may think you are, you still have a vajayjay, and it can never measure up in the length department.  

Now picture you work in a female dominant company. Oh the cattiness!  Not only does everyone sync up like a Fitbit to Bluetooth, but then you’re all hormonally out of whack!  Being bitchy and being catty really are two different things, but they aren’t separated by much.  Catty is a bit more behind the back.  They are the things you say to others about someone ranging from how much something is not in their job description to how that new girl’s haircut makes her look like a boy. Shit like that.  The bitchiness?  The things you say to that person.  To their face. That’s being a bitch.  And we ladies are guilty.  You would think we’d unite over our shared joys of reproductive organs, but nope.  It’s like we are constantly in some sort of competition for what we don’t know, and we can’t help it.  It just is.  It just happens.  Vaginas suck.  

Although there are plenty of times when they don’t.  I’m not going into any details.  Ladies, take a moment and think about those joys.  Aaaaaahhhhhh.  Much better.  🙂  Now quit bitchin about my lady post!  I kid I kid!   We ladies are pretty kick ass, and we know we are.  We definitely don’t need dingleberries to prove it!  Onto the other things…

So I decided not to rent that room.  There are a few reasons as to why, but it will just be better all around if I don’t.  I will continue with my original plan of back and forth between my mom’s and dad’s.  It will be better for the mini me as well since she will be close to her friends over the summer.  Definite plus!  This also means that my current living quarters will be moved out of my car in order to use it as it is intended.  Basically, I’ll be able to shuffle teenage girls around as needed.  Not a bad thing!   

Training has been going well.  Workouts have been changed up this month, and even though I am supposed to throw in a couple days of HIIT training a week on my off days, I have been entirely unmotivated to do it.  I have just been so damn tired the past couple weeks, and I know I need to get my ass in gear!  I don’t know why I am being so lazy with this, but I really need to be running every day at lunch again. At least a walk or something!  But I don’t wanna!  I know I should!  But I’m not.  I’ll get back into it.  Just currently in a bad slump.  I’ll pull through I hope.  Words of encouragement are welcome!!!!  🙂

Anyway, that’s the sort of the randomness that’s going on in my life.  I was asked why I was single by the old guy I spoke to about renting the room. I was also told I was a strange woman for not wanting a man to pay for everything and be taken care of.  Yeah.  Guess I’m strange.  No wonder I’m single!  Hahahahaha!!!!  

Alright!  I am off to bed!  And I got some more art done.  Nighty night!!!

-Bonnie

   
                 

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Time To Stop With The Laziness!!!!

As most of you have noticed, I have not been in my car for quite a while. Why? Well, I have been lazy. Yes!  It’s true!  L-A-Z-Y!!!  I have been enjoying the comfort and convenience and family for a few extra weeks, but the time has come where I have felt that I have come to the verge of wearing out my welcome.  This is the feeling I was hoping to never feel when staying with anyone.  So, I am currently hoping to find out about that room for rent this week.  If it all works out I may have a place for the summer.  If not, I will be buying some battery operated fans until I do.  Maybe buying some screen material too.  Maybe rigging up a swamp cooler or something.  We shall see.  So keep your fingers crossed that this guy renting a room isn’t completely oogie!  I’m basically going to just shower and sleep there during the week.  If cats are welcome that’s even more of a plus, because one of mine is driving my mom nuts, and she’s threatening to throw her outside.  I am taking the threats seriously. So, unless someone wants to volunteer to watch a cat for a few months, I need to find a place that’s pet friendly.  That makes it even more difficult, but not impossible. Wish me luck!

A lot of you don’t know that I got some artwork done last Wednesday.  I am planning on getting more done in the very near future.  

  

It’s on my right shoulder and it is an ode to my grandma.  I miss her everyday.  The next couple I get will be for my mom and my mini me, and they will just have to see.  The pieces I plan on getting all have meanings to me whether the people they represent understand them or not.  Have no fear.  I will not be getting any tats on my face. You know. Just in case that thought randomly occurred to you and struck you with momentary horror!   

This past weekend was pretty awesome!  Tiring but totally worth it!!  Friday I had my brew mile and went to an art show in Deep Ellum.  My trainer actually ran it with me!  It was a ton of fun!!!  Then I kicked his ass at cornhole.  That was even more fun!  Saturday morning was a terrible day for training, but I went, and it was awful.  Between the serious lack of sleep and a lot of beer the night before, my body didn’t want any part of it!  None!  It was baaaaaaaaad.  That afternoon was my friend’s birthday gathering at a coworker’s house.  He and his wife made a ton of homemade pizza, and it was sooooooooo good!!!  I hadn’t eaten pizza in over four months, so I definitely enjoyed it! Beer, pizza, good people, it was great!  Hung out at her house that night where we watched Ouija.  It was stupid.  It was a stupid horror film   The funny part was that my mini me and my friend were both creeped out and couldn’t sleep.  I made it worse by cracking jokes in poor, horror taste, and I had a blast!  I don’t think she’ll ever watch another scary movie with me.  

Sunday was MayFest!!!  Annual tradition with the munchkin, and my friend joined us with her two munchkins.  It was a lot of fun!  Rode some rides.  Got to eat my fries Oreos and meat pies from the same vendor who is there every year!  Her food is so damn good!!!  Tried her gator bites, which were far better than any I have eaten at a Cajun place. Mmmmmmmmmmmm!!!!  We walked around the vendors that were set up, and the two younger kids did sand art.  We rode on the Ferris wheel, and the mini me and I rode the tilt a whirl!  We were both super excited it was back, because it wasn’t there last year.  Got to pet the waterskiing squirrel!!  So cute!!!  Got to feed a white tiger!  That was pretty cool!  I’ll post pics of it all at the bottom.  

Anyway, I am super sleepy and need to get to passing out. Oh!  My munchkin has her colorguard tryouts going on this week!  Keep your fingers crossed that she makes the varsity team for her freshman year of high school!!  She is growing up way too fast!!!  She’s also super talented at what she does, and she loves it!  I am pretty sure she’ll make it, since she practices every chance she gets!  Alright, hope you at least slightly enjoyed the post tonight.  I have more I could write about, but it’s late.  I’ll write more in the next couple days. Good night and sweet dreams!!!

-Bonnie

   

               

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About Last Night…

So I was so tired last night that I never even got to the part where my post matched my title.  Sort of a curtain/drapes thing.  I was sort of drifting in and out of sleep while typing; waking up to random letters entered on my post.  Random letters replaced with actual words and then sentences, only to find more random letters.  Yeah.  I was tired.  

So, after reading the responses to my responses to her email, I keep having the urge to correct her assumptions, but it’s just not worth my time or energy anymore.  So many ideas people get of others without ever actually getting to know them.  Stupid and outlandish, her assumptions of me are quite ridiculous and extremely biased, but whatever.  I’m done.  I’ve been extra friendly all week.  Actually, I haven’t really been extra anything. I’ve been nothing but me and treating her like a friend, although cautiously. 

Forgiveness is easy.  It really, truly is.  It’s the forgetting that makes moving on more difficult.  I don’t think one should ever forget a past hurt or pain or lie or wrongful action.  These things make us who we are.   There is always a lesson in there somewhere, but sometimes these experiences seem to be pointless.  Like a sadistic joke played on you by the universe, and at the time it feels like a knife through your heart.  Some people can pull the knife out and survive.  Some cannot. I would like to believe I have removed multiple knives.   Most self inflicted by my horrible choices.  Some from pure deceit.  Some from those I hold close to me.  They come in a variety of shapes and lengths.  Some hit deeper than others.  It’s the way life goes I guess.  Always a wise teacher, but some lessons are much harder to learn.  I am trying. 

So moving on is where I am at currently.  Although I might speak my peace in a face to face conversation in the future, but for now, :P.  It’s behind me.  I have one hell of a future to look forward to, and I am not about to miss it being stuck in the past!  What sort of life would that be?!

As far as the car living goes, I am house/dog sitting again until next Wed.  Which is fine at the moment, because I left a window cracked as a crazy rain/hail storm blew through this past Saturday night/early Sunday morning.  I had this crazy gut feeling that I needed to check my windows!  And what did I do?  I didn’t check them!!!  Ugh!  My fault!  Things are drying right now.  :-/

I do miss my car though.  That is the truth!!  I enjoy the bed, but it’s not mine.  I love being able to cook in a kitchen, but it’s not mine either.  I love having direct access to a bathroom and shower!  You guessed it!  Not mine!  I am only borrowing it.  🙂

So now with all that, I am off to bed!!!!  I am super sleepy again, and I am proud to announce I have not yet fallen asleep while writing this one!  I know it’s sort of a boring post, and I know I do way too much whining on here, but my whole blog is called Bonnie’s Blabber for a reason.  Anyway, I am off to bed.  Good night and sweet dreams!!!!

-Bonnie

  

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Piece Of Mind

So yeah.  It’s been a few days.  I could be going to sleep right now, but I’m writing this for you.  You know who you are!  😉

As a few of you know I ran my first official 5k this past weekend.  It was a pretty sad time of 40 minutes, but I passed plenty of people who started way ahead of me.  So that felt amazing!  Of course, I was also passed by plenty who started behind me.  Whatever, I did it, and I had a blast!!!  Plus there was finish line wine, not to mention the wine I had waiting for me in the car.  Little did I know that said wine’s ice was melting, leaking out of the cooler bag, and soaking my entire bed!!!  Thankfully I was staying at my mom’s that night.  So the next morning I had to pull my blankets and my new gel foam thing out of the car to wash and dry.  After all that, of course my home went quickly back to normal.  🙂  So things were ok on the homefront!

Next weekend on the 11th I am doing the Battlefrogs race!  It should be a blast!!!  Although that is going to be one busy day!!!   I am hoping to take my mini me and a friend’s mini me to the Main Street Arts Festival in downtown Fort Worth!!!  It is sooooooo much fun, and there are some truly amazing artists out there!  I am sure we will have a great day! MayFest will be coming up soon too!!!  I can’t wait!!!  Although as Madi gets older the more we just go for the fried Oreos, meat pies and vendors.  We still have fun, and besides, it’s tradition!  😉

So I am quickly fading out.  The wind is gusting through my cracked windows, and I hope there won’t be any freak showers tonight!  On that note, I wish you a pleasant evening and sweet dreams!  I’ll try to update you a bit more tomorrow.  I know this was a short one!

-Bonnie





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Sunshine and Selfishness

Well, it’s finally Spring in Texas!!!!  Warmer weather has arrived!!!  It’s so nice being able to enjoy being outside and feeling the sun on my skin. I have missed it more than you could know, as I am a true sun worshipper and love soaking it up.  I’ll probably die from skin cancer or something, but you know what?  I couldn’t care less.  Oh I say that now!  I know you are all thinking, “Just wait until that actually happens and see if you retract that statement!”  And of course I wouldn’t!!!  If you know me at all, you know I am a sucker for some serious vitamin D production.  I will sweat profusely while reading a good book on a blanket at the park!  Yes!  I will!!!   Speaking of reading on blankets at the park in the sun, I really need to do that soon!!!  🙂

The warmer days are also a reminder that I will have to ditch my car living for a while until it cools back down in the Fall.  My plan was to rent a room during that time to keep expenses to a minimum, and I am not a fan of accepting assistance in the form of a free room offered by family.  The thought is very tempting due to my having my mini me over the Summer here and there, and I plan on accepting the offers given to me with humble and gracious thanks.  I will not take these offers lightly and plan on earning my keep during my free stays.  So with that being said, thank you mom and Mindy.  I will be bouncing between you both until cooler weather arrives.  Just let me know what you need done around the home fronts.  🙂  I love you both!

A strange thing happened last night.  I arrived at my “home spot” to find that my dad was at the office. I don’t think he left until 10 pm or so.  Texting with my dad is really not his forté. He is one who would rather talk on the phone.  Personally I hate talking on the phone.  Being the introvert that I am, I prefer writing.  It’s the easiest way for me to get my thoughts clearly out there in the world.  When I talk, I go full tard, and you’re never supposed to go full tard.  Ever!  Yes!  I am in the phone quite a bit at work.  It’s required to do what I do. Do I like it?  That’s a big nope!  But it has to be done, dammit!!!  Anyway, way off course there. So my dad drives by me.  At this point I had already closed up shop for the night.  There’s no way you would even know I was in my car.  You could walk up to my windows, shine a light wherever possible, and you still wouldn’t be able to see me.  So I texted him asking if he could see me.  No response.  Then I explained that I knew he didn’t like my staying in my car, but it was actually fun, and I enjoyed it. No response.  Hmmm.  No response later.  Nothing today either.  So of course this gets my wheels turning.  And when the wheels are turning there are a lot of negatives running through the gears.  So I came to the mental conclusion that I embarrass the shit out of my dad, and he probably feels I am being selfish by doing this to him and making him look bad by not just staying at his house this whole time.  It was offered when I started this whole thing, and it was declined multiple times.  Actually a strange thing for my dad to offer, since he normally makes you go to him if you need something.  His offering of help is so rare that I didn’t know it existed until recently!  Min gets it!  Min (me awesome stepmom for those not in the know) will talk to me about it.  She reads my blog.  We can sit around and talk about my new, comfy mattress topper.  We can joke about my currently horrible position for the dating world.  We can get a good laugh in about it!  She knows I will do my best to remain safe.  My mom worries about all the same things, but we can talk about car living seriously and jokingly, and it’s understood.  I don’t think my dad truly understands.  He doesn’t know me that well, so maybe it’s really understandable, but it’s not like we don’t get along or anything.  My dad has an image to maintain, and what does it say to others when they know his daughter lives in her car?  This is where the whole selfish thing comes into play. 

So upon giving it all even more thought, this is my conclusion: I am selfish.  It is what has kept me alive.  It is what has kept my spirit going, always trudging forward.  My selfishness has kept my soul from sliding into dark places.  It has allowed me to become me.  Discovering who you are as a person is hard to do when surrounded by people and things and illusions of happiness.  I had given so much of myself in the past to those I thought would always be there for me, that I lost myself and became someone no one would want to be around.   It’s pretty pathetic when you think about it.  It’s taken me this long to figure this all out?  Ugh!  

Being able to do this for myself, living in my car and giving up all the vanities that were at my disposal, has helped me realize just how much is out there in the world.  There’s just so much to see and do!  It has also helped me realize that it is ok to do these things alone.  Of course I hope to not do everything alone!  When I’m ready there will be someone to share these experiences with, but for now it’s just me.  Sometimes it’s hard making myself try new things, because my mind begins to think about others’ opinions and what they think of me.  Yeah.  Sadly it happens.  Then I realize I don’t care what other people think of me.  I am a nice person.  I will go out of my way to help you if you ask.  I will offer to help when I can.  I am funny.  I can be overly goofy at times.  I’m sure I can be annoying.  Ok.  I know I can be annoying.  Sometimes I say things without thinking and sound like an idiot.  It happens occasionally.  Shush peanut gallery!!!  I think I am pretty.  That’s a hard one!  I’m working on it!  So anyway, it’s possible to be selfish and selfless at the same time.  You have to find your balance!  Everyone has a different balance, but it’s possible to achieve.  Work/life balances.  Love/work balances.   Family/work balances.  Everyone has their desired level of each that they feel balances them out.  Looks like I think about work too much.  :-/

As I sit here in my car writing this, I believe I have found a good, temporary balance.  It won’t last forever.  A wrench will get tossed into the system at some point.  It’s life!  It’s fleeting and delicate, and it can be a sadistic teacher at times.  For now I will focus on the little things.  The small bits of joy that can be shared with others.  I will continue working on bettering me as a whole so that maybe I can better others.  If I can make you smile or laugh then I feel it has been a good day!  So now I will end this with some pics that make me feel good, and maybe I’ll throw in a couple good laughs as well.  I need to close up for the night and get some sleep.  I wish you pleasant dreams and beautiful thoughts.  🙂

-Bonnie





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Back To It!

Well, I had better get ready to be back in the car!  After three weeks of house, dog and cat sitting, I have enjoyed the comfort of a bed, shower and privacy.  Now it’s back to gym showers and being aware of security driving by.  Thankfully the nights won’t be freezing, so the uvula should be happy.  🙂

Training is going well.  The added protein is definitely making a difference. Now if I could only get some sleep!  Let’s just say I haven’t been getting my 7-8 hours each night.  Sooooo sleeeeeeeepy. So I have a 5k on March 28th.  Then I am going to participate in a 15k obstacle race April 11th.  And just for fun, I’ll be throwing in a one mile beer run on May 1st!   These will be a fun way of seeing what I need to work on.  Woohoo!!!!!

Anyway, I just wanted to write a quick note about current happenings.  Not too much going on besides that.  I am off to sleep!  Good night and sweet dreams!!!

-Bonnie



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And There Goes An Hour Of Sleep…

Everyone loves a good time change, am I right? Maybe in the Fall. In the Spring, not so much. A glorious hour of sleep will be lost at 2 am, and it won’t be back for a while. It’s ok though! I’m good with it! More daylight in the evenings! Woohoo!!! I am a full on sun worshipper, and I love being outside when it’s warm. I’ll be out there when it’s hot too, although pools and bodies of water make the Texas heat quite a bit more bearable. So, for more daytime, I’m down with losing that measly little hour! 🙂

I know I haven’t written much lately. My home was in the shop all this past week, and I have been house/pet sitting the last couple weeks. It’s always strange being in someone’s home, and I hate trying to find things! I love being able to borrow their kitchen and cook up some good grub, but I hate having to open their cabinets and drawers to find cutting boards and utensils and all that fun stuff that makes cooking a little easier. I am more than happy to help out though and take care of someone’s home and furry family members. It’s very nice having the freedom to be able to do that!

Today was a pretty good day! Met a good friend for coffee before the gym this morning. Trainer tried to kill me again! Although I am not happy with my progress. I mean, I can see the difference, and I can feel the difference, but I am disappointed in myself. My trainer is awesome, and it’s totally not him! Don’t misread that I am unhappy with my trainer at all!!! I just know I can do more, and I constantly have mental battles with myself, and my weaknesses keep winning out. Especially over the past couple weeks. I know I am not eating right. The weather has been shitty. My mood has been shitty because of the weather. I haven’t been happy. I have been very lazy. Very lazy! It’s just straight down a steep hill on the roller coaster, and I need to make my way back up again. I need to get my head back on straight. It’s just frustrating to know what I was capable of before, and I can’t even do a quarter of those things anymore, and I just feel weak. I know it’s a long process. I know I won’t see changes overnight. But ugh!!!

Anyway, enough of that! You don’t really want to read about my gym time anyway! Mini me and her fellow cadets had their last competition of the season today. It was the championships, and they got second place! They were only .3 points behind first place.
😦 They did so well though!!! They were incredibly awesome!!!! I’m so proud of her!!!!!!! I’m so happy she has found something she loves doing, and she’s so good at it!!! She practices her butt off, and it shows!!! I love watching her do colorguard!
Angel pie, I love you so much!!!! You make me proud!!!!

Well, I am super sleepy!!! So with that I am going to attempt to get some sleep! I might dream of, well, that’s none of your business. 😉 Sweet dreams…

-Bonnie

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Oh No! I’m Thinking Again…

And you, my dear reader, are in for a deeper look inside my brain. Not that that’s entirely a bad thing! I promise! But! If you don’t feel like reading my complete, utter randomness, please feel free to pass right on over this one. No judgment whatsoever. Of course now I have you hooked so you won’t be able to skip over this entry. Tee hee hee!!!!

So, car living and house sitting start making you think about your life a bit differently. At least for me anyway. I have started to see just how much junk there is in my life. How much junk there is around me. How much junk I just want when I know I don’t need it. It’s amazing to me how having this stuff seems to make life better when it really doesn’t. Lemme splain. Currently I am looking ahead to the next couple months when I plan to live under a roof again. I was thinking about getting an apartment, but geez. The thought of rent and bills and loud neighbors is such a turn off. Plus I don’t feel like moving furniture out of storage and all that crap. I just dread the whole moving thing again. The reason why I dread moving is due to the fact that I am probably just going to hop right back into my car again once it cools down. Seriously, the thought of how much I can save is like an addiction now. It’s just so awesome being able to save for a future rather than spend it on things like electricity. Yeah. I totally went there. For now I am looking to rent a room. If I could survive a Texas summer in my car I would do it, but I dig air conditioning. It’s pretty cool! Aaaaaaah!!!! See what I did there? Mmhmm. I went there too! 😛

That was my first set of thoughts. Now onto my second set. I started thinking about marriage. Yes. I know. I seem to be good at failing this. I see these couples who have been together their whole lives, and I just wish I knew how they found each other. Take me for instance. My first marriage was due to stupidity. There are plenty of details of why we were not meant to be, but those are between him and me. We get along great now, but it was a different story for a long time. We were very young and very stupid, and it just didn’t work. I believe our lives are better because of this. Not that it wasn’t difficult for us both, but with how things have turned out, I believe we are both much happier about our outcomes. Then there’s marriage number two. Before I go into this one, believe me when I say that marriage and divorce is not something I take lightly. Never did I ever think that either one would end. For me, the thought of being married was supposed to be an until death do us part bond for eternity. Obviously not. :-/ The second one, well, that was a love at first sight situation. No one knew what I saw in this guy. Hell! I don’t know what I saw in this guy! But I gave him all of me. My heart, my soul, everything. We fought before we were married too. Wow did we fight! He pushed me once. I went flying back thankfully landing on the bed. Those who know me also know that I am not some teeny tiny little twig of a woman. That should have been my biggest red flag right there. Did I pay attention to it? Of course not! But I did tell him if he ever did it again I would kill him. Obviously he never did it again. He had realized he almost lost me after that fight, and we kept going. We got married. We were happy. And we would still fight. So many red flags. So many mind fucks from this guy that I began losing myself.

We ended up moving to Kauai, because that is where we got married, and we decided to just do it. If we didn’t move then, we would never do it. We would have fallen victim to comfort and habit and age. So we took the leap. Within three months he mentioned divorce to me, because I wasn’t as happy as he wanted me to be. Yeah. I know. So of course I promised to be happier. He was just ready to leave me and my daughter there. He had already planned it all out. Needless to say I walked on eggshells the rest of our marriage. Mentally everything was my fault. Our passion went down the drain, because I couldn’t let him see that I wasn’t always ecstatic around him. If I ever cried because we fought, he would tell me I was guilt tripping him. Always guilt tripping. I allowed this man to wash away who I truly was. I had to hide my soul from this man. When I went through my cancer scare (yeah, most of you don’t know about that, I carried that burden mostly alone) he allowed me to deal with it in my own. He never supported me. He never tried to help me by making me feel better or telling me everything would be ok. If I let it get to me and I cried? Guess what I was doing. If you guessed guilt tripping you get a gold star!!!

He got into an accident on Kauai one night. He was hit by a car which basically shatter his hip. The ball joint was just fucked. He almost divorced me again, because of the way I acted at the hospital. I wasn’t dramatic enough. Seriously! I had to talk to the police officer who had been on the scene, as well as the doctors. Here’s the kicker. He said that if his mother were there, she would be frantic and crying and yelling, and obviously I didn’t care about him, because I wasn’t a complete emotional disaster. I am so not kidding! So that was divorce announcement number two. We ended up moving to Oahu for a year after that, because he wanted to be near a city. We hardly ever went to the city. He hardly ever went anywhere unless I could drag him out. I was always at the beach if I could be. I was hiking or hanging out on the north shore or snorkeling or doing something. I loved living in Hawaii. I felt at home there. So he wanted to move back to Texas. I could stay in Hawaii and we could get divorced (yep, number three), or we could move back together. I did what any good wife would do. I left paradise to move back to Texas with that asshole. Not that it was entirely terrible or anything! My family lives in Texas. I have friends in Texas. I spent half my life in Texas. So why the hell not, right?

Back in Texas. Life is not so great. Both of us going through our daily grinds. Neither of us putting in the effort anymore. Oh I would try! I would do these things I called love days. Basically, I would get him a card or sometimes I would get him something silly or something he wanted or cook a nice dinner. You know just a random day where I would try to be sweet. In the beginning he did them as well. He didn’t do them anymore. It was just me. We never fought anymore. I just took the blame for anything that went wrong to avoid any yelling. I started working. A lot. I put in so many hours that he began thinking I was cheating on him. And you know what. In a way it might have been. I dreaded being near him. I didn’t want to go home anymore. I started smoking again after having quit for years. I would get home and dinner was a couple beers. After checking my phone and reading through my emails with no evidence of any actual cheating going on, we fell apart even more. The fact that he even suspected me of doing anything was enough to break my heart and lose my trust in him. One day out on the lake with some friends, was out last “fun” day together. On the drive back home that night, he asked for a divorce for the fourth time. He had finally convinced me, and I agreed. The next morning he asked if we could go over who got to keep what. So, like robots, we split things up. It was settled. It was over. We weren’t happy anymore. I was an emotional disaster at this point. I had lost a ton of weight. I would break down and cry for just a quick thought of my ended marriage. It was so bad that the president of the company I worked for at the time talked to my boss about my stability at work. I took on extra duties to keep my mind occupied, but I was just a stressed out mess of a woman. It was supposed to be forever. He was supposed to love me as much as I loved him. He was supposed to be there for me during my dark times. Lord knows I was always there for his. Supporting him when he didn’t work. Helping him after his accident. Being there when he needed me. Why couldn’t I have gotten that in return? What was so wrong with me, that he had me believing I wasn’t worth that effort? What was the exact point he finally convinced me that everything was my fault and nothing I did would ever be right or good enough or perfect or what he really wanted? What was wrong with me? I allowed this man to get inside my head so much that I lost who I truly was.

This man, who I loved with all of my being, shattered my heart into a thousand pieces while twisting my mind into a pathetic excuse of one. It was so bad that I allowed myself to be in a rebound relationship that was even worse. I found the jealous guy. I was weak and insecure and stupid. I found the arrogant asshole this time around. I’m not even going to get into the details of that one. All I am going to say is that I began to wake up. I began to see things as they truly were, and I began to realize how much I missed me. Call it self awareness. I wanted to be me again, and I ended that one. All me. All on my terms. I began to build my strength only to find another loser after that. My most recent “boyfriend” who really wasn’t one. We never “did” anything either! Yeah. I know. TMI. That was pathetic. Then it became stressful. Putting pieces together I figured out the guy was a complete sociopath. It was amazing how he fit the definition perfectly, and when I ended it, he became angry. He claimed I publicly defamed him, and that he had proof. Nope. Never did that. Then he said he reported me to Facebook claiming I threatened him. Fucking serious? Never did that either. I was reported to the online FBI database for public defamation. Got to be shitting me! The best part? He claimed to have sent a letter to the Texas Supreme Court saying he had proof that I publicly defamed him and ruined his chances at future employment. HAHAHAHAHA!!!! Yeah! This time I found a new type of asshole! My sister had set me up with this guy!!! She and her husband had known him for over five years! She felt terrible!!! Needless to say she is no longer friends with him. Seriously though. What vibe am I putting out there for these losers??? What the F is wrong with me?!?? It seems I still have some soul searching to do.

What’s funny is that even after all of this crap, I just want to find someone to love and be loved in return. Why is that so much to ask? I am learning to love myself more and more each day, but I still feel the need to be with someone. You know, to share stupid things with and laugh about a movie we watched or cook dinner together or rub each other’s feet while watching some ridiculous show on tv or go hiking together or camping or traveling or hell, grocery shopping! What does it take to find this person?

I guess what I need to stop doing is thinking about all of this. I need to focus on being me. I need to live in the now. I need to enjoy life and fall in love with all its wonder and beauty. Maybe I just needed to write down the past and get it out of my system. Maybe sharing my experiences can help others. I know there are people who will read this and judge me or think they know me. Truth is we don’t know anything about anyone else. No matter what we will never truly understand what someone has been through or what they may be going through. What I have written this evening is only a snippet of my life. It is a quick glance at what has made me who I am today. I do not regret any of the things I have done. Two divorces? Yeah. That looks terrible. It is something others use to judge me, but that’s not all of who I am. I am loving and kind, and I love to make people laugh. I love to encourage others and make people feel good about themselves. I enjoy making others happy. I am considerate and respectful. I treat other people’s things as if they were my own. The few people in my circle know I will always be there for them any way I can. All they have to do is ask, and I will run to them. But I am not all love and bubbles and rainbows and glitter. I don’t like most people. I’m talking strangers. I don’t mind being in large crowds if I have a friend with me, but I am NOT going to a mall by myself. I have been to a concert by myself, and that was weird enough. I’ll eat alone at places, but that’s not too bad. I have yet to do the alone movie thing. Still have to do that one! I have done the alone traveling thing. That’s rough! Fun but rough! I have lived alone plenty. I have done enough on my own to know who I am. I’m sure there are more things I need to do sans company, but that doesn’t mean I want to be alone. Life is so much better when it’s shared with others! So much more beautiful when shared with those you care about!

So there you have it. That is where my head has been tonight. A bit depressing and long and blah blah blah. If you made it this far then kudos to you! You brave soul who dared to venture into the unknown of my past. Things I have not shared with but maybe two people. All I know is that my heart is open. After all the pain and all the sorrow I still have hope. I will not allow myself to become so hardened that I refuse to allow myself to be happy. Life is far too short to hold myself back and keep my heart behind walls. I have hope. Lots and lots of hope. 🙂

Good night and sweet dreams. :*

-Bonnie

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