May Blogging Challenge - Ignore the Haters

How about some May Blogging Challenge?

Day 25: Something someone told you about yourself that you'll never forget.

Hmmm. This is a tough one. Apparently, I have a good memory, because I can think of dozens of things people have told me about myself. And honestly, the first things that come to mind are the negative things people have said. 

I can remember many a taunt spat at me growing up, making fun of my clothes or glasses or whatever. I can remember several snide comments from my peers about my beliefs, my appearance, or my family. 

And when I think about those remarks, It still hurts my feelings a bit, if it let it.

Thats the trick though, I have to let it hurt my feelings!

People can be cruel, and there is no way to please everybody. No matter what I do, there will always be someone who still thinks I look stupid, or that thinks my opinions are ill-informed, or that I'm just a big doofus. 

And that's fine. 

What really matters is what I think of me. And I happen to really like me. So it doesn't matter what others say.

Love yourself, and it gets so much easier to ignore the haters!
Sorry, I couldn't not nerd it up.

May Blogging Challenge- My 3 worst traits

You may remember that I started a blogging challenge several months ago. I could never keep up with posting every day, so I decided to call it quits. But I still pull out one of the prompts every once in a while, just to keep it fresh.

Day 24: Your top 3 worst traits

I am obstinate. Stubborn, bullheaded, you name it! I have been his way all my life. I remember being younger, and my mom would tell me that I was being obstinate, and I would deny it simply because my mom had said it, not realizing that that was obstinance itself.

I have problems with authority/doing what people say. This is kind of the same as being obstinate I guess, but I'm listing it anyway. I have a hard time with authority figures sometimes. It's not necessarily that I disagree with them, or even that I have a problem with what they are telling me to do. It's the fact that someone told me to do something that bugs me. It even transfers to non-authoritative individuals, like when I was in high school, and Carrie would tell me to read a book, I never would; she had told me to. I have gotten better through the years. Now when Carrie refers a book, I usually read it.

I am sometimes belligerent. It takes me a lot to get really mad, but I am not afraid of confrontation. Sometimes it works out, like when I was in college and the internet got mistakenly shut off for 9 days in our building. After being told over and over that it was just too hard to get someone out to fix it, I snapped. I called and ripped them a new one, and the internet was fixed within the hour. Booyah!

But most of the time, my belligerence is aimed at people who don't deserve it, like when I turn a harmless comment from Brandon into an argument. 

So there you have it! It was actually kind of fun to sit down and think about my faults, cause then I had to think about all my good traits too, and there's a lot.

May Blogging Challenge- Memory! All alone in the moonlight!

You ready for this?

Day 31: A vivid memory

One of my most vivid memories is actually one of my oldest.

It takes place when my family lived in Indiana, so I must have been around 2 or 3 years old.

I remember my whole family, cousins, aunts and uncles, all being over at our house. We lived in an old yellow farmhouse, and the adults were all inside talking and the kids all went outside to catch fireflies. I remember that I was wearing a purple shirt, and I was standing next to my Jeannine-sister and my cousin, Ryan, in the little yard on the left side of the house..

I remember that I had to run inside to go to the bathroom, and I was trying to hurry so that I wouldn't miss any of the fun outside. What I didn't know is that while I was in the bathroom, all the kids decided to come inside. Jeannine and Daisy had just gotten new beds, and they all came inside to see them.

I finished up in the bathroom and hurried back outside. By that time it had gotten really dark, and when I realized that I was all alone, I was so scared. I remember feeling stuck, like I was frozen outside. I have no clue why I didn't just go back inside, but I was very little. And people who are very little sometimes don't think clearly. I started to cry, and I remember looking up at the moon, because it was the lightest thing out there in the dark, and I was afraid of the dark.

Eventually, someone came out and found me (I seem to think it was Jeannine), and they said "Cassy, what are you doing out here all by yourself?" I had never been so happy so see someone in my small little life. I remember feeling suddenly very safe and calming down pretty fast. And then I remember going in with whoever found me in to see the new beds.

On another note:

It's in another language, but you get the jist.

Chris Brown is a jerk.

Ready for some more May Blogging Challenge? I knew you would be.

Day 22: Rant about something. Get up on your soapbox and tell us how you really feel. 

Don't mind if I do.

Tonight is the VMAs, and earlier this week, I saw a commercial for it. The commercial stated that, along with several artists, Chris Brown will be performing. 
Remember Chris Brown? He beat up his girlfriend, Rihanna, a few years ago, stormed out of a Good Morning America interview after breaking one of their windows, and got a fishy tattoo of what looks like a brutally beaten woman on his neck.

And now he's in the news again. 

Apparently, Chris rear ended a woman in his Range Rover in LA. When she took a photo to document the incident, he "went ballistic," screaming at her and grabbing her camera. He has been given 1,000 hours of community service, and his probation has been reinstated.

http://www.cnn.com/2013/08/16/showbiz/california-chris-brown-court


Am I the only one who thinks Chris Brown is a grade-A d-bag? 
Actually, I might be. Check out these tweets from women who claim they would be ok if Chris Brown beat them.

Really? Is this real?

What is wrong with us? Why on earth is Chris Brown's career not only surviving, but flourishing after all of this? 

I understand that people deserve a second chance, and that everyone makes mistakes. But at what point do we stop rewarding someone for those mistakes?


Here's the other beef I have with Chris Brown. He's terrible at music. 



Really. "I don't hear nothing but ladies calling." That's a real lyric.
Terrible.

Musica

Remember when I did that May blogging challenge? Well, I ended it early, but said that I may just pull one of the prompts out whenever I feel like it. So here you go:

Day 29: Five songs or pieces of music that speak to you or bring back memories. 

Turn your volume up.

(In no particular order.)

Kandi by One eskimO
I first heard this sing as background music on an episode of Bones, i think. I fell in love with it. It's one of my favorite songs ever.
My girls love it as well, they think the video is a cartoon. 



Barcelona by Freddie Mercury and Montserrat Caballe
If this song doesn't give you goosebumps, you're not human. You all know my love for Freddie Mercury. The man was a genius. And Montserrat Caballe, one of the greatest opera singers ever, in a duet with Freddie? Glorious. They actually remained good friends until his death.
This video isn't the best quality, but it's a live performance of the song. That's right. This perfection is live.



Lay Lady Lay by Bob Dylan
I love this version of this song. It sounds so genuine when Bob sings it.
Don't worry, the video isn't broken; there is no picture, just sound.



Quiet by Rachel Yamagata
In my opinion, her best song. Everyone loves Be Your Love, but this one is so much better. I tend to gravitate towards sad songs, and this one is so heartbreaking.



Halls of Shambala by Three Dog Night
Oh yeah. Got to love me some Three Dog Night! This song takes me back to groovin' through town with Carrie in our 1986 Grand Marquis, the Oldies station turned all the way up. 
We were trendsetters.

May Blogging Challenge - Sorry Dudes.

It's been a while, friends.
The last week has been absolutely crazy, and honestly, blogging hasn't even crossed my mind. We've been through storms, packed up everything we own, and moved across the state.
If you've turned the news on lately, you probably know all about the huge tornado that ripped through Moore, OK. Luckily, we were unharmed, but we only lived 4 miles from the damage. It's horrible.
Here's a video Brandon and I took while driving through the area.



Sadly, videos and pictures don't do it justice. The destruction is indescribable. Whole neighborhoods are reduced to piles of rubble. When I stop to think about what was lost, it breaks my heart.

But I have learned a great lesson from this experience. I never want to live far from Oklahoma. Confused? Let me explain.

In the last week, I have witnessed the people of this state rally together mere hours after the storms passed, to lift each other up. Cleaning up debris, donating supplies and money and time; iit's remarkable. Several large companies in the area have donated millions of dollars. The Oklahoma Blood Institute has over 4 times the normal amount of their stores. There are hundreds of churches that have been deemed "tornado relief outposts," where people who need food, water, diapers, clothes, etc. can go to receive help. The University of Oklahoma opened its dorms for anyone who lost their home to stay in for free.

Passing out diapers and wipes on the side of the road to whoever needs them.

These are only a few examples. The entire state has come together in love, and I'm so proud to be an Okie!

With all the craziness following the storms, I missed a few days of the May Blogging Challenge. And then I missed a few days more with the move.
We moved yesterday! We left Norman, since Brandon graduated from OU, and headed back home to the Tulsa area, Claremore to be exact! We are still living out of boxes, but we'll be settled in soon!

Here's the deal. I think I'm calling it quits with the challenge. I've missed 7 days in a row, and I'm predicting that I'll miss more in the next few days. Can ya blame me? I'm a busy mama lately!
Anyway, the whole point of the challenge was for you to get to know me a bit more. Who says that all has to happen in 30 days? I'll go back every once in a while and grab one of the challenge prompts, and tell you all about me.
I actually kinda like it better this way. I don't have to do them in order, and I can ignore the silly ones, and I can even make up my own (what can I say, I'm a rebel)! And, if any of you have any questions that you's like me to answer, feel free to comment!

Day 19, Blogs I Love!

May 19th- 5 Blogs you Love and Why You Love Them

Al's Narratives

http://aldtalks.blogspot.com/

 This is Autumn. She's really cool. She has traveled all across Europe, has wonderful insights, and loves Mormons. We've never met, but I love her.

Hannah Explains It All

http://hmocruz.blogspot.com/

This is Hannah. She's my dear friend, and is seriously one of the coolest people you'll ever meet. She's a journalist, an artist, and a smokin hot babe, as you can see.

Clothed Much

 http://www.clothedmuch.com/

This is Elaine. She has the most wonderful style ever. Look at how cute she is! Not only are her clothes super attractive, but they're reasonably priced and modest. Love!

 Lena B Actually

http://www.lenabactually.com/

This is Lena. She's super rad. She has cool clothes, cute kids, and some serious skills in photography! I've never met her either, but I feel like if we did, we'd be buds.

Cooking Classy

http://www.cookingclassy.com/

This is Jaclyn. She makes some seriously tasty food. Look at that cupcake. Look at it. Go to her blog. Make her recipes. Be happy.

Day 18, I Remember a Twister

May 18th- Tell a Story From Your Childhood

It is prime tornado weather here in Oklahoma today. It's warm but cloudy, and really humid but windy. We are under a tornado watch until 11 pm, and I can almost feel the sky turning green. 

So, in loo of this, I will tell you about the time that I was in a tornado as a kid.

No, this is not a photo that I took. I just got it off the internet.

I don't remember how old I was, but I do know that I was young enough to be upset that I had to come inside and stop playing when the sirens went off. So probably around 5 or 6? Anyway. My Carrie-sister and I had been outside playing in the backyard all morning, with a lime green frisbee, like this one:

I think we had either found it or borrowed it from anther kid in the neighborhood, but I know it wasn't ours. 

The sirens went off, and my mom made us come inside, and I was upset. We had left the frisbee in the yard, and I just knew it would blow away.

We hung out in the bathtub, while my mom listened to the radio coverage of the weather. 

It is at this time that I realize that I have no memory of Daisy or Jeannine in this event. Maybe they were at school, or maybe the frisbee's safety took precedence in my mind. Sorry I don't remember guys. Obviously, you lived, so it's no big deal.

I remember at one point, leaving the bathroom and going to the back door, which was made of glass. I remember looking out, and seeing nothing but wind.  I wonder if this really happened, but it's in my brain. I don't remember feeling afraid, just worried about the frisbee. 

The tornado came and went, and when it was safe again, we went outside to check out the damage. The house was ok, maybe a few shingles missing, but the pine tree in the front yard was completely ripped out by it roots. It was laying on its side, with a huge pit where it had been. 

But I know what you're all wondering: what about the frisbee? It was still where we had left it in the backyard. That's the crazy thing about tornadoes, folks. I've seen houses half gone, with the pictures still hanging on the wall and the dishes still on the table.

Day 17, I'm So Hot!

May 17th- A Favorite Picture of Yourself

Alright, I'ma be honest. I love pictures of myself. I actually couldn't narrow it down to one favorite. Or even two.
So here are 6 of my favorite photos of myself!

 This one was taken at the Color Run last summer. I love it. Carrie and I looked so fun!

 This was taken at my wedding (obviously), and it's one of my favorite because it shows a teeny bit of the awesome relationship that is Carrie and I.

 Ok, so apparently I really like Carrie. This was taken on our family trip to Pensacola, FL. We look so rad.

This was taken right after Margot was born. This is the first time I held her. I love this shot. I love that I have the moment where I first laid eyes on my daughter.

This is one of my favorites because it shows an honest belly-laugh. It's awesome. 

This was taken by Benita at BRCPhotography. Obviously it's one of my faves because I look smokin hot!

Day 16, My Lot in Life

May 16th - Something Difficult About Your "Lot in Life" and How You're Working to Overcome It

Honestly? My life is pretty awesome. 

I have been thinking about this prompt all day, and I'm having a hard time coming up with anything to write about.

I have struggles, just like everyone else, but I know too many people who deal with so much more than I ever could. It makes my life seem like a piece of cake, ya know?

So I'm not going to make up some issue, or take something small and turn it into something big.

I have a lot of really great things going for me right now. I am healthy and strong. I have a home and food in my pantry, and even a few luxuries. I have a devoted husband and beautiful children, and loads more family that I am close to. I have faith and hope for the future, and I am happy!

My lot in life is pretty good!

Day 15, A Day in the Life

May 15th- A Day in the Life

This is a picture heavy post. 

You ready? 

Here we go!

Day 14, Things I'm Lovin Today!

May 14th- 10 Things That Make You Really Happy

Man, I do this all the time! Only I call these posts "Things I'm Lovin Today."

Usually on days where I'm extra tired or cranky, or just need a reminder of how awesome my life is, I write a post about things I love. 

So here, for your entertainment, are Things I'm Lovin Today, Life Edition:

1. My family. I have the best husband in the world, and the most amazing little girls!

2. Dr. Pepper. It's smooth and bubbly and delicious and caffeinated.

3. Music. Moves my soul and makes life better.

4. Driving down the highway with the windows down and the music loud. Instantly boosts my mood. 

5. The Ocean. Man, I love the ocean. I seriously could live there.

6. Fireworks. The rumble-your-heart, shake-the-ground big-boomers. I actually just giggle the whole time.

7. Two words: Harry. Potter.

8. The Gospel of Jesus Christ. Knowing that there is a plan for me and that there is always hope is very comforting.

9. Naps.

10. Doing hair. I love meeting lots of people and making them feel better about themselves. Cheap hair products is a plus too!

Day 13, Apology

May 13th- Issue a Public Apology

Today we went to the zoo. While looking at the bears, we saw woman there with her daughter, who was severely handicapped. Confined to a wheelchair and very small, she had some trouble moving her head to see the animals. Her sweet mom was turning her and pointing and cheerfully talking about the bears to her, and though she couldn't talk, she was listening.
Portia was watching this little girl, and after a few moments, asked me "What's wrong with her?" My heart broke. I pulled her away and told her that sometimes people are different. And that it doesn't mean that she is any less special, just that she is different.
I started thinking about this mom and her baby, and I thought about all the stares and rude comments they must endure.
My apology is to them today.
I'm sorry if my child offended you this afternoon, and I'm sorry if I said the wrong thing to her in response. I'm sorry that kids (and adults) can be cruel. I'm sorry for all the heartache you must feel at times, when people say or do mean things.
I hope you both had a fun day at the zoo.

Day 12, What I Miss

May 12th- What Do You Miss?

I miss this:

Baby Portia

Baby Margot

When did they get so big?

Day 11, Ten Words

May 11th- Sell Yourself in 10 Words or Less

Creative

Thoughtful

Enthusiastic

Silly

Loud

Funny

Energetic

Friendly

Compassionate

Awesome

Day 10, Most Embarrassing Moment

I forgot when I started this challenge how crazy May was going to be for us. Brandon graduates, we have family coming to visit, and we move across the state. Maybe starting a daily blogging challenge wasn't a super awesome idea. So, chances are, this won't be the last time I miss a day. Oh well.


May 10th (late, sorry)- Your Most Embarrassing Moment

This one was kinda tough. Not because I didn't want to share my embarrassing moments, or heavens knows not because I don't have any (ha!), but because I've already shared most of them!
You can check them out here and here and here and here and here.

But, I did think of one that I haven't shared before. So here you go!

Once upon a time, I lived in Utah to go to BYU. One semester, I was lucky enough to nab an open spot in Intro to Ballroom Dance. You see, at BYU, Ballroom is the most coveted class ever, and usually lower-classmen never get in. I was so excited! The only problem was that my class was at 8am, and I am not a morning person.
The only grades in the class were 3 tests and a final, and our attendance. My attendance wasn't perfect, on account of the early hour, so I was relying on the tests to carry me.
Now, the tests in Ballroom were different than most classes. Each test was over a certain genre of ballroom dance, like foxtrot or cha cha. We were paired up, and in front of the whole class, had to dance. We only had a few minutes, and we had to show good form, be on the right counts, and incorporate at least a certain number of special moves.
My first test wasn't great, which is another story for another day. My next two tests were alright, and so I was pretty confident going into the final. It was over the Swing. To this day, I can't remember any of the Swing. I think I repressed it in my humiliation.
My partner and I took our places and started to dance. We were doing pretty well, when disaster struck. On one of our special moves, the heel of one of my shoes got caught in the strap of the other. It hurt too, scraped up my foot, and I started to bleed.
But the worst part is that I fell. Let's be real here, I didn't just fall, I bit the dust. I crashed. I smacked the ground...with my face.
That's not even the most embarrassing part of this whole ordeal. I was wearing a skirt. It flew up over my head, and the whole class got a good view of my undies. And I was wearing quite small undies.
I was mortified, of course, but our turn wasn't over. I had to get back up, and finish my test. Red-faced and bleeding, I was so flustered that I messed up over and over and over. After my turn was done, I grabbed my bag and ran from the room. I'm pretty sure I cried the whole way home.
And that, ladies and gentlemen, is the story of how I flunked dance class.