Queenies Little Kingdom

My hubby is busy. He constantly has somewhere to be and someone to please. It isn’t easy being awesome, you know? When he finally lands at home his brain is pretty much spent. Yet, he tries to join the ranks of my “did you call?” and “can you fix?” home life even though I know….he’s exhausted.

Just like every family trying to shake and bake it in this world, we struggle to make it by covering all the bases we can and sometimes that means letting some things go. Some conversations just can’t happen. They require too much time and brain power. For me, for him….for everyone.

Many times as we fall into bed….he will tell me that he enjoyed something I wrote or posted somewhere and that charges my heart battery because of all the people I want to please with my words, it’s him (don’t misunderstand, I want to please HIM [Jesus] first and foremost). But, my hubby’s praise sends me zinging!

We can laugh about the stories I write because they usually involve something that we haven’t really had time to discuss or linger over like we’d like to do. So, thank you Honey for reading my words. I know you’re busy and I also know that you give a rip about what makes my heart tick, so you read the words I write and you always boost me high when reporting back.

I love that about you.

Our baby.

She finally turned 1 2.

Okay, so she’s a little older than that.

If you ask me, it takes a special kind of nerve to just catapult yourself to your 21st birthday right before your mother’s eyes. What the what?

Every birthday should be so special. How did we get here already? 21? No more princess cakes? No party games?

Family, friends and decorations. All just the way you want them.

You only turn 21, once….right?

No worries, your dad will still play pranks on you. Like buying a decoy watch to give you before he gives you the fancy Daniel Wellington watch you really wanted.

Some grown up girls even decorate their own birthday cake because…bossy. Isn’t it beautiful?

Both the cake and birthday girl. Just gorgeous!

Of course it got a little hippy with all the glow sticks.

And snuggly by the fire for some football.

The party ended and the house got quiet. Balloons, flowers and glow sticks still hung around…..

And my heart swelled with pride that my last baby turned 21. I’m not sad, now we can get seating anywhere when the restaurants are full. Woohoo, legal eagle girl!!

Happy Birthday Gates! I love you so much!

I’m throwing back the biggest prescription of Prednisone because you know….I’m an invalid with Carpal Tunnel Syndrome. It’s no biggie, I just can’t take Ibuprofen and guess who couldn’t sleep last night because of killer leg pain all night and then a banging headache this morning?

Yea, Me!

Who cares? I’m in Grand Rapids Michigan and right down the road is a brand spankin new Tanger Outlet Mall that just opened it’s doors. I am pushing on through all the mad medical boohoo and shopping until the go home bell rings. See. I’m no quitter!

Wednesday’s hold hope, you know?

I have to tell you about my phone faux pas. I have the grand ability of making it do things when I’m not even using it, like…take photographs without actually planning to take photos. Yesterday on our drive north, I put my phone in the side door handle of the car and rode along (not knowing that I’d bumped the camera app) trying to give my hubby the cold shoulder because I was still ticked at him for being a man the day before and the LORD LET IT BE that several photos clicked away and revealed my crummy attitude. BUSTED!

There were no words being spoken, just silence. That’s part of my evil super power. Fail 🙁

How about that? There were actually 15 of these embarrassing pictures. Talk about conviction!!? When I discovered my ugly heart frozen in time on my cell phone I almost cried. What in tarnation is wrong with my bratty heart?

God,
Thank you for reminding me in the most disturbing of ways that my attitude towards my husband needs to be adjusted. Forgive me for trying my best to be as miserable as I possibly could in order to punish him.
Amen

Note: When you’re upset with someone, try to soften your heart and get over it. Or else you might find yourself in a photo album that you didn’t mean to pose for.