Not A Red Carpet Kind Of Life: Biting Off More Then I Can Chew.

I am FOREVER coming up with new things that I want to do in my life. The unfortunate thing is that I am probably biting off more then I can chew. That may be a negative way to look at things, but honestly, its the truth. When I was in high school I wanted to go to college become a mid-wife, move to a 3rd world country and set up a clinic that would assist mother's who are pregnant and give them the proper education, guidance and support and allow them a safe "haven" to have their babies. That dream came from a Oprah episode where they were talking about the horrible conditions these mother's have to give birth in and how uneducated they are. Like after cutting the umbilical cord and putting dirt in it. That actually is a dream that I would still like to do. How great it must be to make such am impact on so many people's lives. I would LOVE to feel that accomplished. To help other's who are in desperate need. I bitch about getting a stain on my shirt, these people don't even have shirts.

Another dream came from "Teens Who Care" and this senior in high school had sheep and made sweaters and hats and scarfs from their wool and donated them to cancer patients. I felt like a bum for like a month after (I STILL DO!!). I never thought of anyone but myself in high school, and this young girl was out their donating all of her time and efforts. My mom couldn't even get my to clean my room.

These people who do these heroic things are angels on earth and deserve the right to have all their dreams come true. They are hero's because they are out there helping others who need it. I only wish I could find something as great as that and make an impact. I would fail horribly at knitting (I think?) it looks Way to complicated.

Althoug, I have made a baby quilt for my little boy! And am working on one for myself. So, I guess I could begin making quilts and donating them? Who knows. I know that I do enjoy quilting and I learned it all from my mom. She LOVES it.And its a running joke in my family that if she picked your name for Christmas you'll be getting a quilt. It's a joke, but everyone enjoys her famous warm quilts. I would love to follow in her footsteps. I am working on it.

Anyway, another dream that I would love is to write a book. I am not sure on what, maybe my life? I don't know, I LOVE to write, and find myself writing little things all the time. Ever since I was little, I remember sitting with my mom and writing out things and asking her if it made sense. Seth and I sometimes get together when we are feeling creative and talk about possible movie ideas, or book ideas...maybe one day we'll write a book together? Ha. I think we would kill each other, having to spend that much time together. I know that I will write about my life someday when I am older. I think it's important to leave something for your kids to properly remember you by. I wrote about this in a earlier post.

Something that I have been doing more lately is taking pictures! I would LOVE to take photography classes and buy a really nice camera. Not to get money for my pictures, just to have awesome pictures to look back on. Non of this disposable shit. Those come out like crap. Right now I am using a Kodak regular old digital camera, and although I have spent more time with it and figured out different things, it doesn't compare to a top of the line camera. Not saying that a nice camera will magically make me this amazing photographer, it will just improve the quality of pictures.

What else? I want a farm......every animal except reptiles and birds. I have this fear of birds, mainly chickens and get made fun of regularly about this phobia of mine. You see, I have lived on a farm my entire life. Always had chickens, horses, cows, ducks, bunnies, pigs, turkeys....and had to care for them. So you must be wondering how someone who literally lived with baby chicks and ducks and turkeys in the house could possibly be afraid of these innocent creatures? Well, I am here to tell you, first hand..that they are not innocent. When I was little, my parents got these chickens and they were MEAN. They would always run after us trying to peck us with there razor sharp beaks and talons. So, one day I was like six, I got off the bus and came face to face with the crazy chickens. I had no choice but to jump into my mom's car and wait for them to peck their away back to their coop. Well, it took longer then I anticipated and I ended up peeing my pants! Everyone still laughs at me and the jokes never end. I am traumatized though!!! It's a real problem. To this day, I still wonder why my Darling mother never came and wondered where I was?

Anyway, all animals except chickens and turkeys. Ducks, are gentle so I don't mind them and find them actually REALLY cute and not life threatening. Maybe one day I'll get to live my dream life and have my 4 kids, my loving adoring hard working hubby at my side, my little farm, my journal filled with great stories to share, my amazing pictures on my wall and just an all around great life.One can dream right?

Didn't do much today. Went to the beach, as we were driving there the fog settled and the beach was freezing and foggy. Not a good beach day. Camden enjoyed rolling around eating sand. Ha-he eats sooo much sand. When I take his diaper off it's just filled with sand. Then we came home and celebrated my aunt's b-day. Nothing really to talk about! A good day though. Camden has been sleeping in his crib a lot longer now. I stopped running to him with every cry, and now he will roll over and let out a little cry and go right back to sleep. One night he slept in his crib from 8 until 2:22!! He obv. woke up a few times, but over-all he slept really good. I am so proud<3 He's the cutest little baby. Tommorrow I am going for my monthly massage and getting channeled, I'll have to up-date what she tells me!! Ohh and if you are interested in getting one great massage I recommend Mainely You Massage, here's the link...
http://www.mainelyyoumassage.com/

so worth the money. seriously.

I finally figured out how to upload pictures from blogger and not deal with Photobucket, which doesn't even work. I resize them on there and they never transfer right. Sooo now that I know I can actually use the little picture icon, my pictures will no longer be cut in half and actually be viewable! yay!

Here's my little boy being cute and allowing me to try out my new "skills" I learned with the camera. He's such a good sport!