Addiction?

Admitting you have a problem is the first step in recovery, right? Well here is my admission......

I have a Pinterest problem.

 

There, I said it. Wow, I feel better now that I've gotten it off my chest. Seriously though, I'm scared to admit just how much time I waste spend pinning and re-pinning different images. I'm still just a bridesmaid in life but if you looked at my boards, you would think I'm getting married next week! You would also think I'm the kinda gal that can whip up crazy good things in the kitchen. I am here to tell you that while I can cook, and I do know my way around a kitchen, I will not attempted a 28395718346534975 layer cake with sparklers and mini circus adorning it. Sorry, I'm not that kinda gal. 

Maybe one day when someone else is paying my/our bills and I don't have a full-time job. Also I have a feeling I'm going to need a gourmet kitchen so I'm going to have to move first. 

Do you see all the problems that said cake has already caused?!?! Apparently, I few things to work on in the near future.

However, today Pinterest got something right. I stumbled across this...

I could not have said it better myself. I've been contemplating going to CO. I'm doing it. I needed that last push to pony-up the credit card and bit the bullet. Thank you Pinterest and might I add, well played. Lure me back in just as I was facing my problem head on.

Happy Friday!

Southern Gal

Remembering

My Grandma is on the left with one of her friends. They were on a road trip in their early twenties to visit their soldiers. This was pre-WWII because their road trip was to the military base where their men were training. My grandparents weren't married at this point and wouldn't get married for at least another four years while my grandfather was stationed in Europe. 

The point of this is that today marks two years since my Grandma passed away. I still miss her everyday and my Sunday nights are still weird without our weekly talks. Fortunately I remember every word of our last Sunday night talk because it was the day my nephew was born. I am so lucky that I got to spend 27 years with her but mostly I wish I could have one more talk or visit with her. 

I have lots of times where I'm jealous of my brother and cousins. I'm the only grandchild that didn't get to introduce their significant other to our Grandma (remember, I'm forever a bridesmaid ha). With that, I know that I will be able to cherish stories, family history, and moments that she shared with me that my brother and cousins didn't get. 

She held our family together and one day I would like to be able to step into her shoes. She was a smart lady and often I catch myself wondering what advice she would give me for a given situation. I also know she didn't like to miss a party so when our family is together, I know somewhere she is mad that she is missing the fun!

If you still have a grandparent, call, visit, hug, kiss them right now!

XOXO,

Southern Gal