Yes, it is my choice, not yours

Choices. We all have to make them. From the mundane of picking out which shoes to wear with that dress to picking the right school to go to college. Every choice is yours to make and is just that…….yours. YOU picked the shoes the don’t really go with that dress, YOU picked the parking spot that was under a tree with a nest full of birds, YOU made those choices and you have to live with them.


My choices are mine. What I  decide to do with my child, my car, my life, is mine. Yes, I am defensive when you question what I do. Do you live my life? Do you deal with my life on a daily basis? No you don’t. That little snippet of my day, that 10 minutes that you saw of me having; in your words, a meltdown, was just that. 10 minutes of my day, 10 minutes of the 1,440 minutes don’t think you know me and how i live or anything about me. You are not a major player in my life.


Several times a day I hear people tell me daughter, “oh mommy’s just tired, she didn’t mean that.” or “let’s go do this while mommy calms down”. Please don’t undermine my parenting. Did my tone of voice offend you? Did my telling my daughter, for the fifth time, to stop doing something, make you upset? I’m sorry to hear that but that is my choice to handle the situation that way. I am in no position to judge other people, yes I can have an opinion, but it’s just that. My opinion. I don’t have any say in what you do, how you handle a situation. If you choose to handle a situation in a certain way, that’s your choice, not mine.


Remember, Your choices are your choices and mine are mine.


Some days are harder than others

They truly are. I don’t know how I manage to go through most days but I do. I know that when there are things to do whether I want to get off my butt or not, they need to get done. There are days when I want to stay in bed and not do anything but I can’t. I can’t NOT do nothing. I can’t. I tried doing an eye treatment, where I had to put cucumbers on my eyes for 15 minutes. It was the longest 15 minutes in my life. it really was. I have to keep moving, doing things, shaking and dancing. I think I can wait until I am old to stop moving, lol.


I know I’ve been away for a long time and things have just gotten away from me. So I am going to try…again….to keep up with this. I need to start using my blog as a chance to dump all my problems, to put it out into the world without using names, to get it out of my head and make it possible for me to function without going crazy. Wish me luck!

Some people…….

Some people just need to learn to slow down and think about what they are doing. Some thigns can’t be taken back. Thing about your words, how you are saying them, and what meaning might be behind them. What you say can be taken in so many different ways than what you meant. Words are a powerful tool that needs to be treated with respect.

In the moment

I realize that Savie & I do a lot of stuff together but there rarely are pictures. Why? Because I am busy BEING WITH my daughter instead of of trying to get the perfect shot, the perfect picture.
It’s nit about that. It’s about enjoying the time I have with her, because she’s not going to be my little girl forever. I won’t Ned pictures to remind myself of the times we had, I’ll have my memories, the things we made, to remember that time by.
Be in the moment, not watching it.

Say “excuse me”

I was in the grocery store today with my daughter, pushing the shopping cart when I came cart to cart with a couple of teenagers. I stopped and waited for them to move to the side. They stopped, waited, and didn’t move. I motioned that I was going in the aisle that they were blocking and they finally moved out of the way. As I walked by them I said, loud enough for them to hear, “That’s why you walk to the right”. All I heard was “Well, excuse me” from the little girl, with an attitude.

When did it become standard practice to not say “excuse me” when you walk by people? For youngsters to be so rude to their elders, true I’m only 10 years older than the kids I was talking to today, but still you get the point. There was no respect in their tone of voice or the way they looked at me. That is not the way I am raising my daughter. There are certain things that should, no HAVE to be taught to our children so they grow up with respect for other people.

  • say please and thank you.
  • say excuse me when you walk in front of someone
  • walk to the right so oncoming traffic and pass
  • listen to your elders, even slight, when speaking

i remember these things when I was growing. I didn’t talk back to my parents, I didn’t yell at them, or hit them. When did things change? Kids these days are just rude, no mannered heathens. I’m sorry if I offend parents when I correct their kids when they don’t but someone needs to do it.

Zumbathon love!

I love Zumba! Today was a Zumbathon in Sierra Vista. I love going to these events, although 4 hr was an AMAZINGLY long time!!! Being able to help a family in need is so great and then to also be able to spend some time with other instructors is also great.

For those that don’t know a Zumbathon is a fundraiser event where several Zumba instructors come a basically do a class. Most events are 2 hours but some are longer. Tickets are sold, items are donated to be raffles off and most, if not all, of the money raised is given to the event. Most of them are world functions such as for as ACLS, Breast Cancer, etc, but they can also be for personal reasons. I have done them for 2 personal reasons, one being a little girl who was diagnosed with Leukemia and the other was for the local Animal Shelter.


Today I danced for 4 hours and I’m sore, and I’m tired and I’m hungry but I was able to help someone and that makes me happy. But I don’t know what makes me happier, the fact that I was there or that Savie was able to help as well? And she loved it. She was so cute dancing with the other kids, hanging out and enjoying us all. She was great.