Showing posts with label conversation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label conversation. Show all posts

Thursday, May 9, 2013

Hey lets give a little TMI....

Confession: My belly finds out info I didnt need to know.

I went to target the other night and as I was cashing out, the cashier was chatting up my belly. I like to say that a pregnant belly is an instant conversation starter and friendship maker. It got intimate and a bit TMI fast… Anyways, the convo went like this….

Cashier: How much longer? *smile, nod towards belly*
Me: 5 weeks
C: Oh wow, you have a bit still
M: *smile/grimace* yeah
C: Do you know what you are having?
M: a girl
C: Aww that’s great! Are you excited?! Is this your first
M: Yeah its nice. No, we have a little boy. He is 2 ½
C: Oooo one of each!
M: Yep, one of each and now we are done.
C: Oh you never know! I said that to my husband and we now have 4 kids. 2 of which I got pregnant with while on Birth control. *TMI*
Me: *starting to get awkward* Oh, no. We are for sure done. It’s a csection. So I’ll uhh have them take care of things while they are in there.
Cashier: Oh I keep trying to get my husband to go in for the surgery! I hate being on Mirena (NAME OF HER BC!!!)
M: *continued awkwardness but she was nice and put all my bags in my cart for me* Ohhh ok. Thank you, I appreciate that! *nodding towards the filled cart*
C: No problem! Good luck and have a nice night.
M: thanks, you too.

Now we are officially BFFs.

Thursday, January 19, 2012

"Why so serioussss??"

SERIOUS POST! SERIOUS POST!!!


Confession: I am not a fan of serious posts (which is why I don’t do them often), BUUUT today is an exception, so read on….

So Alfie and I joined a bible study with some friends and this week was our first official week on the marriage series we are doing. And it was great!!

In all honesty I went into it kind of grumbly…. “ugghh it’s a week night”, “grrr I’m going to have to rush from work to pick up colty then eat and rush there”…. “oye its going to be a long day”. You know the typical weeknight with children issues every family deals with. But God certainly worked through my grumbling heart.

The first lesson was centered around women needing love and men needing respect and how we interpret that from our spouse and it touched on Ephesians 5:22-25 (Wives submit, husbands love your wives). Now I have heard that text a bazillion times, just like every married Christian and have always been frustrated with the concept of submitting. For me, in my head, submitting was to be weak. To blindly follow and leave the fate of myself and family in my husband’s hands, especially when it came to something I felt I could do/plan better for. But boy is it a symbol of a strong wife to fully submit to her husband, to put in his hands (and ultimately God’s) the future of herself and her family. What I often forget it to look at the rest of the verse: wives submit to your husbands, as to the Lord. I am not just told to submit and to do so with mediocre actions. I am commanded to submit to my husband in the same extent that I would to the Lord. Yikes! YOWZA! Which is again explained in verse 24: Therefore, just as the church is subject to Christ so let wives be to their own husbands in everything. Oh sweet Lord…Really? In everything??? Just the thought of those 2 little words makes me want to baulk. “Well surely He doesn’t mean everything.”, “He must only be referring to little things and things Alfie is good at.” Nope, I am pretty sure “in everything” is clear to mean EV-ER-Y-THANG. And that is one GIANT pill to swallow, because I certainly do not submit well or often, let alone in everything. But I am supposed to, supposed to hand over those reigns I like to control and essentially give it to Alfie (and more importantly give it to the Lord, and trust that Alfie is doing the same).

Whiiiiiiiiiiich if you think about it is a lot!! A lot of responsibility for the head of the household. Yet this was God’s plan and I am sure in his design of man he equipped them far better to handle that responsibility than us ladies. But the cool part is verse 25: Husbands love your wives, just as Christ also loved the church and gave Himself for her. WOW. When you think of that kind of love, so powerful that they would DIE for you, it’s not that hard to submit to, right? Because when you love something THAT much you can’t help but think of them in every action/ decision you make. You can’t help but to put them as such a priority. So if your husband loves you THAT much, then the submission should be rather easy, because YOU and your wellbeing are so much his purpose and goal (because he loves you so much) that he would do everything with you in mind. DING DING DING!! I GET IT I GET IT!! HELLO! Yes, this is me with a GINORMOUS light bulb going off!! LOL

And WOW that was only week 1!! CAH-RAY-ZEEEE. Great discussion (we were all there until 9:45 talking, when it’s supposed to end at 8, that’s how well it all went.) LOTS of laughter, lots of “ahh-haa” moments as you realize couples similar to yourself, lots of great stories and “examples” . Definitely looking forward to next week. :)

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

I’ll show you what’s up!


Confession: I think I am tough.

Like mad tough…yo… But apparently I am the only person to think that! Alfie and I were having a conversation a few weeks ago, and somehow got on the topic of fights…. Like fist fights… Oh that’s right, I had a dream he was beating up his brother Tommy (random dream) so I asked him if he thought he would beat Tommy, and he looked at me with the “Duh, of course” expression (but then when on about they would never be in a physical fight, so why are you asking…lol gee just humor me would ya?!). So then we kept talking about him being scrappy (lol) and fighting. Me, being a typical female (who compares themselves to just about everyone), asked the question (clearly starting with someone I thought for sure would be an easy win): “If I was fighting Christy, who do you think would win?” Alfie:”Christy”; Me: “W.T.F?!?! I’d totally beat her” (I mean come on, home girl can’t do a pushup, but now Alfie thinks SHE could take me in a fight?!?! Appalling! haha) So of course I then asked about Susan… Nope, Susan had me beat too (busted knees and everything… but I kinda figured that, she seems like she could take me out.) Lor?? We both chuckled at that for I KNEW she could kick my arse. How about Cassie? Hmm, again a no-go Alfie’s money was on Cassie (he thought her and Dave “rough housed” ...bow chicka wow wow…lol, but I think he said it would be more hair pulling and slapping….gee might as well throw in some pillow fighting there buck-o). And the list went on, pretty much with the only person I would beat would be Mom. REALLY? MY MOTHER? Come on! There is something wrong when the only person you could beat is someone 25+ years older than you. He clearly has not seen my skillz. Especially my cardio kickboxing skillz. I got that Boom Boom POW and some speedy jab, jab, punches complete with bobbing, weaving and full body momentum. Momma can float like a butterfly and sting like a bee! THAT’S RIGHT! Haha. No no no, apparently I am easily beatable! Lol maybe I need to start doing “bro punches” into his arm so he can rethink my non-fighting ability.

Well I’m chalking up my poor win predictions to my kind, gentle, biblical spirit and Christ-like attitude….(LOL totally kidding). Alfie just knows me too well! Well enough to know, I am a lover (hey-o) not a fighter!