Dear 31...

 Dear Readers, 

Tonight I stumbled upon my old blog entries from when I was in my young 20s and thought "dang I was a good and hilarious blog writer." So I decided I should probably bring that back for all the world to enjoy. I've dabbled in writing about finance, and I've kind of kept a journal here and there, but I think what the world needs is consistent and hilarious blog updates about my life in this format... so here we go!

Dear 31, 

I've only been 31 for two days, and so far no complaints. I mean we had a fun day celebrating filled with free food and lots of birthday wishes from all my favorite people. We had a birthday week at work since I have a coworker whose birthdays are on the 11th and 13th. Nothing like three leo's birthdays in a row to drive everyone else crazy!

Dear Catherine Manor (my name for my house), 

I keep waiting for you to clean yourself, and you keep disappointing me. I think the biggest disappointment though is when I do clean you, and somehow not even three hours later it's a bigger mess than it was before. How does that even happen? I mean it's 2022 now, shouldn't we have the Smart House we watched on Disney Channel years ago that just cleans the messes up before the parents get home. As a parent I would really appreciate that. There are too many tiny toys, pieces of clothing, and paper airplanes randomly placed throughout my house, and if you could just take care of that... I would appreciate it!

Dear Best Friends, 

It's been a solid 7 years since the five of us have been together. I remember that there were two babies at our last get together, and when we see each other this week, we will be moms of 14 kids in total. That's pretty insane if you ask me. I seriously can't wait to see all of you and to eat Cheesecake Factory and to just hear how everyone's life has been! 

Dear Weekends, 

Why has it been such a love/hate relationship with you lately? Like I love that I don't have to wake up at 5:15 and get off to work first thing, but I also hate how I can't think of enough entertainment for my two kids for two days in a row. Somehow the kids feel it is my duty to literally be entertaining them all day long. I keep reminding the 5 year old that he is actually capable of going into his room with his sister and just playing together, and yet he doesn't think that's true. I think the exact quote today was "you haven't done anything with me all day..." (I mean besides reading to him, playing make believe, a tickling game, and watching church videos together).

Dear Blank Wall in my Bedroom,

How big of a TV should we put on you? The husband doesn't think we need one, and honestly I don't know how much we'd watch in our room, but I like to watch a show while I fold the laundry and that's usually done on my bed with the show being on my phone, so the thought of a nice big TV in my room does have a nice little ring to it... but just how big of a TV should we get?

Dear High School Playlist, 

When I made you I was feeling very nostalgic, and now I'm feeling like music just hasn't been as good since the year '09. I've been loving listening to all my old favorites, Kelly Clarkson, old Jonas Brothers songs, with some All American Rejects and The Fray. But I think my favorite is when Jimmy Eat World or Dashboard comes on, like how come I stopped listening to you for so long? I think the rest of my life will be spent listening to this playlist, its just sooooo good!

Dear Threenager of mine,

Please tell me your whole life right now is a phase. I'm mentally exhausted after every encounter with you, and I love you so much, my little heart can't even take how extremely cute you are with your perfect curly blonde hair, but man oh man is your little rebellious attitude kicking my can. Why do you have to do everything opposite of what I ask. Why do you run into the room to hit me, your brother, or your dad, and then run out. Why don't time outs work for you anymore? Why are you laughing when we are trying to discipline. Why!!! #notbitter

Dear Kindergartener,

Please stop growing up so fast. You are getting so smart and so big so fast and I need you to cut it out. I signed up to have a baby... I was not planning on this baby growing up so fast and making me a school aged mom in what feels like a blink of an eye. Can you slow down time... PLEASE! I'm not ready for you to grow up.

Dear Where the Crawdad Sings,

I can't stop thinking of you. The way the story was told was just beautiful. I loved Tate, like so so much. I kept saying to my friend "oh we love Tate don't we." And yes... we really really do! I was actually still playing the movie out in my head two days later trying to think of all the details I missed and how everything fit together, and man have I just loved it. I will always recommend you to all my friends because of how much I enjoyed watching it all play out. Man that was a good one! 
(My husband also wants me to mention Top Gun, because that was also so good, but I guess I feel like at this point everyone knows that was so good and the internet doesn't need my little opinion on it as well) 

To be continued....