The Laser Tagging story

I am really starting to think that is becoming a vacant blog. Not by me alone, but by all other followers as well. Not that it matters too much, I more or less mean it as a way of documenting my life and thoughts any ways. So as I glanced over an old blog, I noticed that I made the comment that there was a story for another blog. So here goes.
Lets just say that I had a crush on a guy for a long time through out my school years. I'm not sure if he was ever aware of how many girls had crushes on him, but I could name at least a few if not all of my friends growing up at one point. So I had finally gotten the courage to ask said guy out. I had a good set up, you see I worked for a Doctor and every year before Christmas he would take us out to dinner and give us our Christmas bonuses. (I still like that Doctor as a side note) So I called him up (not unusual considering it was not the first time I had called him, although I'm sure that he got hung up before any one ever answered quite a few times by me personally, before I ever got the real nerve to actually talk to him, boy am I glad caller ID wasn't as popular till I got older.) So anyways. I digress way to easily.
So I called him up and he agreed, and I even overheard him ask one of his friends that was a girl, what he should wear. So I was pretty stoked! He is looking forward to this right? OY! Did I mention that my older sister also worked for the same Doctor, and was going to be doubling with us for the rest of the night? Probably not. My sister and her husband were quite nice about the whole thing and went on many a double date with me and other guys as well. So we pick him up and head out to dinner which was rather awkward. How awkward you ask. You know when some one hardly touches their food or tries to be ultra etiquette in a tough situation? Well, apparently this was both of us if my memory serves me right. I felt over conscientious, because I didn't want to eat more than he did. I kept fidgeting with my clothes to make sure I still looked ok. The conversation you ask? Um... lacking. Making the fidgeting coming up to a deafening roar. But I really really liked this guy, he had a fun personality and was way cute! I had caught him checking me out in the hall once, so I know I wasn't completely hideous to him, so why the awkwardness? I'm still not sure. So the date moves on and we decided to try and go bowling which didn't end up working out so we then drove to the Galleria (that is no longer in existence) and decided to go laser tagging. I felt more nervous about this because I had heard (said guy)him with a few of his friends saying that the galleria was a crappy place to go laser tagging. He never once said anything to the contrary, so at least I knew he wasn't going to be a jerk! So we go laser tagging, and we get everything set up, and go in, and if you don't know me personally, let me say that I'm fairly short. For example I have to get a stool to get to the top shelf any where, if not a step stool. So I was running around trying to shoot him, like he was trying to shoot me. When I turned around to run away, about the same time he had turned the opposite way, I run face first into a MUCH taller guys laser pack! Blood starts immediately pouring out of my nose, like the hose you turn on when you want to rinse something off, but leave it on because you may still need it but don't want to waste too much water. So thank goodness my sister found me soon after and got a worker there to escort me out, and to the ladies room. I ended up in the bath room for the remaining 20 minutes of laser tag trying to get my nose to stop bleeding. I'm not really sure how long it was, I just know that I was really light headed, and felt really stupid! So he comes out to find no one waiting for him except my brother in law, who doesn't really have a whole lot in common with him, to let him know what happened. So we end deciding to end the date there, and take us home. So because of lack of mental status, couldn't carry on a conversation the whole way home and rested my head against the car window, hoping that this was not listed on his worst date list. He said good night, left the car and to be honest I'm not really sure if he ever said much to me again after that date. I don't remember. Did I mention that this was my first time I had been laser tagging? Well, up till my husbands birthday last month, it had been my only time laser tagging. So I went with my husband, and guess what, no bloody nose!!!

Lost in Thought

I am a little lost in thought right now. Not anything too major stuck on my mind. The main thing is that I love my family. I love the little boy sleeping on the bedroom floor of the girls room, because he didn't want to sleep in his own room. So much so that when he gave so many problems going to sleep tonight, that made me want to pull out a few hairs in the process. I love my space cadet oldest, who gets so lost in her books like I do that she forgets to listen to the other things that are happening in the real world around her. I love my screaming monkey! The child that screams when she doesn't get her way, and is SLOWLY learning that I'm not playing that game any more. I love my husband who just wanted to watch TV with me tonight but realizing how much lost in thought that I am right now was nice enough not to point it out, and just smiled and nodded when I asked him if I was a prickly pear tonight. I love all of my family and am so very grateful for them. I'm realizing how changing life is, and when things you don't expect come up around the corner. You would think I would truly get that by now with how many shifts I have made as a part of living in my short adult life. I watch as people I associate with, care for, and wish the best for start going through difficult times in their lives. I know the pain of uncertainty in ones life quite personally and don't wish it on any one. Sometimes things are affected by other actions or decisions, or just plain and simply just happen, and could not be prevented, but just dealt with. So I feel this pit in my stomach fall deeper as I simply taste the trial they are going through in their lives. To be honest, I wouldn't want what they go through, and I'm not sure that I would want to take it away from them either. I know that they will become stronger some how despite of it. I still simply taste their pain on their countenance's. I know the actions, of repetition and pushing through when all you want to do is simply break down and be done with everything. So, because I know, I push on and pray for them, as so many did for me. Its hard to think that sometimes things in this short existence are simply there, and to be pushed through, not to break us, but to make us be able to weather and understand so much more. I truly hope that I do understand more than I did before all the frustrations in my own life. I will definitely count my empathy so much higher. I will count that as something learned! So here is to my tired ramblings coming to an end for the night. Slightly thinking that perhaps like blogging under the influence, I shouldn't blog when tired. :)

I'M TOO TIRED!!!

Ok, not really! I've actually been doing ok. Just really busy. For example starting on July 4th, we went to a cousins baptism, , had Ali's 8th birthday party (OY!), and gone camping. Came home got kids clean and starting a whole new work week with lots more fun. :S
So no, I'm not giving up, I'm just really busy and preoccupied with life's events, and family and friends events. Dealing with emotions that come with all of the above! :) I've come to appreciate that I am truly blessed with a lot. Life wasn't meant to be easy, and there is a lot to learn along the way! I've realized that all the tough stuff was for a reason, just not sure what the reason is exactly yet. I'm not sure I'll know exactly more than to know that I can make it through with out going completely insane. (at least not yet)