Stream of Consciousness Sunday: It’s Like Going To…

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Anyway… here’s your post for today!

Today’s (totally optional) Prompt: It’s like going to…

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When I’m looking forward to something and can’t sleep, I always say “It’s like I’m going to Disney World.”

All my life, it’s been that way.

When I was young, we went to Disney pretty often. That’s a perk of having a dad with a small plane and being only a few hours from Orlando.

The night before we would leave, my sister and I would sleep in the same bed, giggling and getting excited and trying to figure out what we’re going to do first. We’d crash as soon as we left which (in hindsight) was probably amazing for our parents.

That’s how I feel right now.

I can’t sleep. I’m so unbelievably excited that in one week I’ll be in the happiest place on earth, doing something that I NEVER thought I would (OR COULD) do.

I’ll be with two of my very favorite people. I’ll be meeting a goal that I’ve set for myself.

AND I’LL GET TO RIDE THE LITTLE MERMAID RIDE.

(jazz hands)

What do you get excited about that makes you giddy with anticipation?

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This was my 5 minute Stream of Consciousness Sunday post. It’s five minutes of your time and a brain dump. Want to try it? Here are the rules…

  • Set a timer and write for 5 minutes.
  • Write an intro to the post if you want but don’t edit the post. No proofreading or spellchecking. This is writing in the raw.
  • Publish it somewhere. Anywhere. The back door to your blog if you want. But make it accessible.
  • Add the Stream of Consciousness Sunday badge to your post (in the sidebar). .
  • Link up your post below.
  • Visit your fellow bloggers and show some love.

Reservations for Two at Waffle House

Reservations for Two at Waffle House

I had completely forgotten that Waffle House does this fun little thing on Valentine’s Day until our friend posted a link to reservations on Facebook. I looked and our “home” Waffle House (yes, we have one that we call our own) didn’t participate, so she said to come to her “home” Waffle House.

So knowing that Jason would be out of town (save the spears, he bought me a Tiffany pearl bracelet), I made reservations for two.

A date with my Henry.

I picked him up from Primrose, completely oblivious to what we were doing and headed over to the Waffle House. I was feeling rather frumpy because I got caught in the sprinklers at work and had frizzy hair and no time to go fix it at home. He was grumpy because he thought we were going somewhere lame.

When we arrived he was surprised because the whole place was transformed into a romantic restaurant.

White tablecloths. Red candles in crystal holders. Silver trays of candy on the tables. The signature round globe light fixtures were draped in red to create a wonderful atmosphere. And the blinds were pulled so it was dark inside.

Cooks and waitresses were in nice white shirts and plain red caps. Extra staff was on hand, greeting customers and taking their names from the reservation list.

In the corner was a prom-like photo backdrop.

We were seated at the bar (our choice, to let other couples have booths) so we could watch our filet mignon grilled cheese and hashbrowns (scattered and covered) being cooked. photo 1

photo 2We ate slowly and talked about our days. He’d had two Valentine’s Day parties so I could tell he was crashing from all the sugar highs!

Two grilled cheese later for him, and two cups of coffee later for me, we were all done.

They brought us dessert – two delicious cake balls – and a glass of sparkling cider in champagne flutes. What a lovely touch!

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Our friends came in so we chatted with them for a few minutes before we got our prom pictures taken!

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We snapped one with my phone, but they took one to put in a commemorative sleeve with a mini Polaroid camera. This served two purposes, obviously. One, to give us an instant photograph. The other, to teach my child how to shake a picture to make it develop. (Thanks, Waffle House, for the science lesson)

We left while watching couple after couple file in, some dressed in sequins and suits, some in jeans and t-shirts. Young and old. Regulars and first-timers. Parties of two and parties of eight (4 couples) had a great time.

It was a fabulous evening for me and my funny little Valentine.

I might just ditch the husband again next year for a Valentine’s dinner with Henry again!

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**I was not compensated for this post, nor am I a spokesperson for Waffle House. But now I want a waffle.

Overwhelmed With Love

I’m overwhelmed.

Yes, I’m like everybody else and I’m overwhelmed with work and home and school and pets and all the things that need to be done around the house. I’m overwhelmed with laundry and groceries and would rather eat a bowl of cereal than cook dinner.

But I’m also overwhelmed with love.

My goodness, I’m in love with life right now!

I’d be lying if I said things weren’t going well. No, things aren’t perfect, but really, will they ever be? Yes, I get mad at the kid and wish we didn’t have a dog and cat (especially when one pees on the floor, the other throws up and then the first one eats my shoelaces). And I may yell and cuss (way) too much, but life is good. It’s really, really good.

What are you all ooey gooey mushy about now, Jana?

So many things. Too many to count, thought I can come up with some…

  • Jason sprung Valentine’s Day on me a day early, and it included a blue box from Tiffany & Co. and a beautiful note that made me weepy.
  • Over 100 of you have helped me raise over $4000 for the Ronald McDonald House in Macon. Your support has made me realize so much about myself and has made me remember that there is so much good in the world. Sometimes it’s hard to see through the negativity, but it’s there. It’s in all of you!
  • I have some of the most amazing teammates anybody could ask for. I’ve found something I love (er, hate) doing… Running. And I’ve had Karen and Amy by my side, along with dozens of others pushing me to keep on.
  • Henry, even in his crazy, wild, teenager-acting self, is an amazing little bundle of love. I mean, his middle name is even Love! He fills me with so much joy (and frustration) sometimes I feel like I will surely burst!
  • I’m in love with me. Whaaaaat? I’m so proud of myself for doing something outside my comfort zone, setting a giant goal, and being a week away from doing what now seems like a pretty easy little run. I love that when I say things like, “I signed up for a race, but it’s just a 10k,” I get full of pride. I love that Jason is proud and Henry is proud. I love that I have chosen to do something that will help me both physically and mentally for years to come. I love the rush of finishing a race and looking to the next one.
  • There are other changes going on that I can reveal later, but for now I can just say that there are amazing things in store. (Vague much?) (sorry)
  • In a nutshell, right now I’m just a big ole blob of love. I’m overwhelmed with love I’m being shown and love that I feel towards others.

    I’ve gotta ask… Will you all be my Valentines?

    Stream of Consciousness Sunday: Blessed

    I’ve been blown away and humbled this week at the donations that have come in for the Ronald McDonald House in our Charlie’s memory.

    It’s made me realize how blessed I am. In life, in love, in health… I have so much to be thankful for. We all do.

    Today’s (completely) optional prompt: Blessings

    Every day is a gift. We are blessed with each and every one we are given. Sometimes it’s hard to see the little things that make each day wonderful.

    There are the obvious things like food, shelter, heat, love, family… But them there are other little gems that get overlooked.

    How about the friend that texts you when she thinks about you?

    Or the niece who sends a very special gift to you that speaks to your heart?

    There’s that former dance teacher who sends a note for your birthday and the birthday of your deceased son.

    Then there are the dozens of you (yes, you) who have supported me in my training and fundraising who make my heart grow a million sizes.

    I promise I’ll stop talking about this soon big right now, I realize how blessed I am to be surrounded by such love and support.

    How are you blessed?

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    This was my 5 minute Stream of Consciousness Sunday post. It’s five minutes of your time and a brain dump. Want to try it? Here are the rules…

    Set a timer and write for 5 minutes.

    Write an intro to the post if you want but don’t edit the post. No proofreading or spellchecking. This is writing in the raw.

    Publish it somewhere. Anywhere. The back door to your blog if you want. But make it accessible.

    Add the Stream of Consciousness Sunday badge to your post (in the sidebar).

    Link up your post below.

    Visit your fellow bloggers and show some love.

    Stream of Consciousness Sunday: Finding Your Groove

    I made a comment this morning that made me really pause and say, “hmmm…”

    That made me come up with

    Today’s (totally) optional prompt: Groove? In it or out of it?

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    I go through times of being in and being out of a groove.

    Today I realized I’ve found a groove for what my life is now.

    I’ve found a routine at work. I still have lots of questions, but when will I not? I’m always learning and always trying to do better. But I know who to call to locate stuff and I know where the trash bags are now. So I think I’ll make it!

    On mile 3 of my 10k this weekend, I thought to myself, “I’ve found my groove.” My feet and body and arms and brain were all working in sync and I posted my fastest 5k time and my fastest average pace for a race. It felt good. Really good.

    At home, my groove is 99% there. I still have a hard time keeping up with groceries and laundry but we manage. We manage quite nice, actually. Things are good and I am blessed.

    Mama’s got her groove back… for now anyway.

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    This was my 5 minute Stream of Consciousness Sunday post. It’s five minutes of your time and a brain dump. Want to try it? Here are the rules…

    • Set a timer and write for 5 minutes.
    • Write an intro to the post if you want but don’t edit the post. No proofreading or spellchecking. This is writing in the raw.
    • Publish it somewhere. Anywhere. The back door to your blog if you want. But make it accessible.
    • Add the Stream of Consciousness Sunday badge to your post (in the sidebar). .
    • Link up your post below.
    • Visit your fellow bloggers and show some love.

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