Not cool anymore

There is this clip in the first 10-15 minutes of the movie Life As We Know It (w/ Katherine Heigl & Josh Duhamel) that showed me what my husband and I probably look like to our friends. I honestly couldn't make it 30 minutes into the movie because the parents of the 1yr old little girl are killed/die/something tragic happens and the daughter is left with her god parents, the mother and father's best friends.  The idea of not being able to watch my Doodles grow old is not something this Mommy can handle experiencing (even if it is through a movie). 

But anyway, I'm bringing up this movie because there is a scene where the best friends (Heigl & Duhamel) are sitting in the back seat of the family car with the little girl/daughter while the Mommy and Daddy are in the front seats.  They (the parents) are singing a kiddie song loud and the best friends are looking at one another with this 'I can't believe our friends are those people.' kind of face.  I completely understand what the parents were feeling and how uncool they (let's face it...I) look to the world as well.  They wanted to do things that their child would enjoy.  We do the same things and Piper can't sing yet.  She can barely get out Mom-ma but we do it anyway.  We especially LOVE the Sesame Street songs and music videos played on PBS & Nick Jr.  (The Laurie Berkner Band on Jack's Big Music Show is a BIG hit!)  Will.i.am even did a song that I am loving right now.  In fact, I've rewinded the DVR to watch the clip on Sesame more than a couple times in a sitting.  I'm not ashamed.  I'm becoming okay with the fact that to the world out there...I'm not cool anymore.  So...for all of you not so cool (but COOL) people...enjoy some Will.i.am rocking it with the Sesame gang. 

A broken resolution

Haha. Well, that didn't take long. My last post shared that my New Years Resolution was to start blogging, with the hopes/challenge to post DAILY. As you can see by the date of this post, I broke it...the VERY next day! I suck!

Oh well. Here's for trying again. New Years Resolution take 2.

Once a day

Love (what I call my husband) told me about a Facebook friend of a friend that decided for a New Years Resolution to blog once a day about any subject.  They could write about their love of mayonnaise and how it has changed their day for the better or how the Church today needs to drop tradition and become NEW (whatever new might mean at the time).  It was a resolution to write and express something different once a day for an entire year.  I don't know if the challenge was simply to write something completely different every day or if it was to just write SOMETHING daily.  For some reason, this person whom I don't know made a resolution that has inspired me to do the same.  It's not New Years but I want to challenge myself to post something, good/bad, enlightened/crazy once a day.  (If it is okay with you, I may post more than once a day, but for now...at LEAST once a day for a year.)  

Why am I even doing this?

I'm not new to the blogging world.  I've had 3 different blogs since I was in college (a decade ago - you do the math on my age) and not one blog lasted more than a month.  I'm not sure why I'm stepping out and trying it one more time, but I am.  I probably won't have anyone reading it and I honestly don't care.  (I take that back, my husband and mother would read it religiously, but that's because they are my biggest fans!) But, I just don't care.  I've got to do something!

I need an avenue to express and understand myself.  I'm a mommy, wife, Pastor's wife (don't judge me before you know me), an interim youth minister, and a part time MDIV student.  Let's face it, there are A LOT of different facets to me.  I'm getting lost in all of the different parts of me and I am hoping that this blog will bring me back to myself.  Maybe it will be the creative outlet that I've needed to get me writing (because I'm constantly writing in my head...just never down on paper/computer) or maybe this blog will simply let me talk without talking.  So, once again, I'm trying a blog.  I don't care who reads it (thanks Love and Mom) I just need to be writing.  This is me trying to pursue a dream.  I hope my daughter will be proud.