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My Life is Getting in the Way of My Life

Summertime is usually when we get jammed packed. There is something every Saturday or Sunday, if not both days of the weekend; whether it be a BBQ, birthday, celebration, or something as simple as just hanging out with friends or the endless list of errands and projects.

But for some reason, things have gotten busy ridiculously early this year and I am unbelievably overwhelmed. I thought I was overwhelmed when the holidays were coming, but in the last few months, I have realized that shopping for presents and decorating the tree are minor issues in the stress department.

Right now, I’m dealing with a lot of different stressors, some good, some bad. And I truly feel that my life, is in fact, getting in the way of my life. I can’t keep up some days. I’m trying to be a good stay-at-home-mom to a little girl who is turning two and has discovered temper tantrums. Let’s just say some days are better than others! My brother is getting married in less than a month and there are so many wonderful things attached to that, many of which I am a part of. That means a ton of extra, (and fun) stuff to do and take care of (like makeup, hair, dress, shoes, montage, shower, etc.) in addition to every day life. On top of this, I’m trying to plan my daughter’s second birthday, which is only immediate family, but it’s her birthday and it’s still a big deal. My brother is also graduating from med school and will soon find out where he’ll be moving during his next four years of residency, which includes a huge ceremony to celebrate in just a week. My husband joined a band with a live show in a few weeks, and he’s also turning 40, which means another big blowout celebration I’ve been planning since mid-January. In the midst of all this, there are charity runs, birthday parties for young and old and a family vacation we are so desperately trying to plan (and the passport I have to get my kid). My very best friend is getting married in a few months, so there’s lots of planning around that too; bridal shower, bachelorette party; you know the drill.  And I don’t even want to get into how hard it is just trying to see friends on a random weekend or even weeknight, interviewing babysitters for said weekend out, or managing our daily schedule full of food shopping, music and gym classes, and getting in a workout myself. And let’s not forget gifts to buy, taxes to prepare, bills to pay, and home repairs. Should I keep going, because there’s a hell of a lot more I can add to that list?

On top of all this, there’s some emotional stuff going on too. My dad was recently diagnosed with a rare autoimmune disorder; Wegener’s Granulomatosis, which adds another layer of stress to the equation, while a very dear friend just told us she has cancer. My mom sprained her ankle through all this, though is recovered, and I feel like I battle a headache every other day. My brother is moving away; maybe to Philly, maybe to Cali. The latter are small potatoes in comparison, but still, an unneeded layer.

My birthday was this weekend and my husband treated me (and him!) to an amazing day of pampering. We went to the spa, ate oysters and drank champagne, daydreamed at the bar and indulged in an amazing kid-free dinner. It was so incredible to have a day where I wasn’t worried about everything. I didn’t care about replacing the water softener or finishing the taxes or all the stuff on my handwritten to-do list. I skipped the gym, ate two desserts and felt at ease. It was short-lived, but fabulous. And by Monday, when we were back to reality, I realized just how overwhelmed I really was. I’ll make it though, with a smile, and likely, a lot of wine.


How I Joined the Royal Wedding Bandwagon

For weeks, we have been inundated with news, specials and tireless coverage of the upcoming nuptials of Prince William and Kate Middleton.

Every morning, my husband mocked Today or the Early Show for their incessant reporting of the Royal Wedding. I started to feel his pain. A day did not go by that we didn’t hear about invitations, who’d be designing Kate’s dress, who was or wasn’t on the guest list. It had been non-stop.

I had just about enough when I spoke to a colleague in London who told me more about the festivities. She said the event had been declared a public holiday and the excitement was everywhere. While she wasn’t planning on watching this monumental moment with hundreds of thousands of spectators outside Westminster Abbey, she said the British sure knew how to put on a celebration and that was thrilling for so many people.

I became so intrigued by what it must be like to be in such close proximity to the Royal Wedding, I wasn’t so bothered by all the attention it was receiving; instead, I was curious! I suddenly became interested in many, but not all (Al Roker’s London weather reports and Erica Hill trying on hats), of the details. I started reading the online news items from People, Us Weekly and CNN that I normally would’ve skipped over.  I even went to the Royal Wedding website! Oh the shame!

While I am not totally sucked in, I finally realized what an exciting moment this must be for so many people. If nothing else, it’s a happy time; one that celebrates love and a fairy tale that many girls grow up dreaming about (marrying a prince!). Nowadays, all we hear about is the bad happening in the world. This is a joyous refresher.

So while I don’t plan on getting up at 4:00 a.m. to watch the latest wedding coverage, I will no longer be groaning at the sound of Kate Middleton’s name. Instead, I will be anxiously waiting to see what she wore!

How to Win the Ex War

How many of you have an ex? Maybe you are friendly with them, maybe you loathe them, but whatever the case, they’re your ex.

With all the social networking out there, you know your ex has probably tried to find you. They might not want to talk to you and they certainly aren’t interested in reconnecting, but they want to know if they’ve won.

Won what you ask? A new car, a diamond bracelet? No silly!  I’m not talking about the “How’d They Turn Out” challenge. While everyone wants to see how you look, if you got fat, slimmed down, lost your hair, got new boobs; this isn’t that game. This is about who got the better significant other.

Recently, I was contacted by a family member of a former flame on Facebook. While I was shocked and surprised at first, I welcomed his friend-request since we had been close during and after my “relationship” with his sibling. Not to mention, I was curious about what was up with his brother, who I dated on and off for way too many years. Ugh.

I perused his profile and saw only a few photos, but there was his brother…on his wedding day. I waited for my heart to sink. This was the guy I grew up thinking I was going to marry (Note: I was 17 when I dated this kid!). But it stayed right there; it didn’t flutter and certainly didn’t sink. Instead, it was shocked and mortified and happy.

My old flame married a girl who may not even be of legal drinking age. And before you say it, no I am not jealous. She was blonde and looked sweet, and totally his type, exactly the girl I’m not. In the few shots I saw, our weddings were worlds apart. I’m talking continents, distance planets! As I got older, I realized that we were not meant to be, but suddenly I had proof that he was not right for me. And while I was probably the best thing that ever will happen to him (every girl thinks that, don’t deny it!), I was not right for him either.

Seeing these pictures made my day. I called all my girlfriends and told them the story. We giggled like teenagers and joked about what my life would have been like had I ended up with that man. And my husband: I ran out to the living room so fast, jumped on his lap and profusely thanked him for picking me (then showed him the pictures!). I could have been the girl in the picture, and he saved me from that possibility. And yeah, I won. After all that scumbag did to me over the years, it was a great feeling to know I’d won the last round!! Case closed.