A poor attempt for a mom to make a son happy

This is my son's Monkey. He's had him since he was like 1 or 2 I can't remember. At build a bear... it's been so long I can't remember whether we names the monkey, "Arturo" or "Daniel" those are both my son's names idr but I also call my son "my lil monkey" since he was lil... my other lil pet name for him...
I'm the eldest cousins from my mom side well my siblings and I are all the oldest but seeing as I'm 7 yrs older than my bros it leaves big gaps for my other cousins. So we always have one of my aunt's kids over on their breaks 14yr (boy), 11yr (boy, and he bullies my son  ) , and 9yr (girl,  basically my son's bf)
so my lil girl cousin had a teddy bear in a dress... so my son had his monkey naked and I finally found him the sweater he had. Danny was so happy he had clothes he suddenly wanted him to be fully clothed... "Oh goodness!!" came to my head and I thought, I would be able to distract him... but no!

if he was from Toy Story... he'd be waving .... yup he would be!! 

I went to Walmart because I got him to go to mass by saying i was going to take him to the store. Once we were there he want yarn to knit the clothes... if he knew how hard it was, he wouldn't ask me to do what ever again.  He wanted blue... (of course, a boy's favorite color... ) so we found cloth... I bought a yard... didn't know it was that much but ok... I can work with it.

Cut out a piece.

I sewed the edged ... and then for a while i was stumped  i didn't know where to go. this freakin' cloth looked like a skirt and I was tempted to leave it at that... but I can't. It's a boy monkey. What was i thinking... son wasn't happy about my "lame" suggestion.

So yea I cut it right in the center... why didn't I think of this earlier.. Make thing less complicated.  

Now it looked like pants... sweat pants but pants none the less... i has to keep sewing. I had my little needle in one had and was stitching and stitching and every couple minutes my son would ask, "Are you done yet?" And I would stop for a second because i was still on the phone and he would give me a face   "Why are you stopping?"  "When are you going to finish" ... Kids!!1 I should have made him do it... and then he would have stopped with the whining.
Well, it was my first time making pants...
End Product!!!!!!!!!!  Yay!! I was finished. or so I thought.

Monkey happily wore his pants...

Oh but i had to make a hole for the tail "Duh, Reyna!!! *facepalm*

So now, the Monkey happily wore his pants or so I thought!

Pants were too long. I had an unhappy customer.  *sigh*  *grrrrrr*

 He wanted his monkey to have slippers... *sigh*

so, I cut the edges of the pants... and started sewing again...

Voila!!!! He is the monkey with sweat pants and slippers!!!  yay!!!


*THE END* 
A Poor attempt of to make son happy... with clothe a monkey. 

Now, he wants a hat and gloves... i might as well make the blanket too...
What do you think?? haha

bouquet of tears

This has been something I've been keeping to myself for the longest time... I'm always the first to burst out what I'm feeling and what not... when it first happened I freaked out... I truly did. I was scared and I didn't even want to think about it.

I give things a chance and then give up when they fail.. deep inside I'm always a hopeless romantic with traditional ideals but I'm a realist too so I knock myself down and keep myself down... I reject people because I just can't afford to go out with anybody. A single mom with less than a part time and no time... not a person any man would really want, in my opinion. Too much baggage.

I haven't been able to pour emotions even though I'm the one who just lets them out ... I've kept this the most to myself because it's been personal for the first time even more... And, it wont satisfy your craving but for me this will suffice.
I feel like I'm broken with smiles and I can't fix it, stupid I know...
Friday I received

and it came with a cute lil card...

They were beautiful but I didn't get to see them much, I was out that evening. Got home and woke up early for my uncle's funeral and time with the family. They had come from MN so we needed to spend time with them. Yesterday, in pouring rain we drove an hour and a half again to see them and say our good byes... I spent friday, saturday and sunday in SGV ... loved every moment of it. Today, the first time I'm home in 3 days...
That bouquet you see... I started unwrapping because I was going to take the lil white flowers and place those in water... it's been cold out here so my room was like a fridge... they were well kept. I started unwrapping them like they were a gift (well they were, are ) or I meant like christmas morning... excited!! and they smelled divine.... My three most favorite colors... Black, Red, Pink ...
When I was unwrapping I saw that they were also 3 individual bouquets and not only that but until today I didn't know they were real flowers. I realized it when I saw the stems, I know stupid, I was/am haha  but when I saw them I teared up. I guess I got a little emotional, the first time I've received flowers in my life and didn't realize it until 3 days later...
I felt, happy, ungrateful, ecstatic, unappreciative... just up and down... haha but mostly just tears of joy.

They're hanging above my mirror to start the drying process. If they weren't real I was going to put them in a vase but now it can wait until they dry up and their value goes up even more, lol.
Thank you!!








*hugs*
Thank you!

So this is my stronger hand... my right hand and the one that does most of the work on my clarinet ... =D

@BFB1131

Once upon a time...

Once upon a time there a land far far away...
There live a a beautiful princess and a handsome prince...




Or is it a beautiful peasant girl and a prince charming



Or a lovely Princess and her true love... a peasant









BUT










They really NEVER met....















Fairy Tales don't exist... 






dreaming is futile!!! 

8 stages of love -repost

The Eight Stages of Intimacy (with each stage and link)

[To achieve a successful relationship] 

 [ This is a long post so I am going to separate it into 8 different days or sections which talk about the individual 8 stages of how a relationship is created into intimacy (not sexual) (this wasn't written by me)  and then link them all together]

[Italics is my writing -FYI]

Is your relationship everything you ever hoped for? Does it feel like something is missing or maybe it’s just note quite what you are looking for? Do your romances crash and burn before six months?
The following illustrates the eight different stages of intimacy. With your life partner, achievement of at least seven of the eight leads to relationship success. With friends, coworkers and associates, you’ll match in some, but not all.

TO ACHIEVE TRUE INTIMACY, TWO IDEAS MUST BE PRESENT: SAFETY & CONNECTEDNESS

SAFETY means that as the relationship grows between two people. Should something frighten, upset or threaten you, your partner becomes the safe haven, the person you seek rather than avoid. Safety is something a person earns through trust and actions.
CONNECTEDNESS or more commonly chemistry is that feeling that you are in tune with the other person; you have enough common ground to feel comfortable yet enough differences to keep things interesting. True intimacy cannot be achieved without feelings of safety and feelings of connectedness.

If you're just starting to date again, and are tired of unfulfilling relationships and short-term romances (less than six months), the eight stages will help you achieve a loving relationship by giving you a step by step guide to dating. Make a commitment to yourself to explore each stage in-depth with a potential mate before proceeding to the next. Most superficial relationships will fall apart during stages four through six, the very stages most people skip in order to experiment in seven. Then they wonder why the relationship didn't last! When you finish this article, you may be enlightened
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1. Physical Intimacy (Looks, etiquette, charisma)  (Stage 1)
2. Aesthetic Intimacy (Arts, style, Culture, General Compatibility)  (Stage 2)
3. Recreational Intimacy (Shared interests, sports & Hobbies) (Stage 3)
4. Intellectual Intimacy (Hopes, fears, opinions, beliefs) (Stage 4)
5. Spiritual Intimacy (Morality, Ethics, shares Existence, & Shared Goals) (Stage 5)
6. Emotional Intimacy (Feelings, Trust, Security, Safety)  (Stage 6)

7. Sexual Intimacy (Touching, sexual liberation, Physical contact, Romance, Copulation & procreation) (Stage 7)

8. Unconditional Love (Love & Support without Strings, Expectations and Regrets) (Stage 8)

 
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CONCLUSION

The Stages of Intimacy are a guide.  Relationships like most elements within each of our lives are dynamic.  At times your relationship will have all or most of the stages present. At times one or several may fall to the wayside.  The best way to use the stages is as a checklist for yourself.  If your relationship seems to be faltering, stagnant or unfulfilling, reviewing the stages will help you pinpoint the problem.  Once you identify the problem,you have the ability to solve it.
If you are dating and looking for Mr. or Mrs. Right, the stages are invaluable.  First, they will make you postpone sexuality until you can satisfy your curiosity about a mate through 6 stages.  Secondly, they will allow you to isolate poor relationships objectively as you venture into each new stage.  Most  divorces and poor relationships could have been avoided through the stages.  What many find out about each other over years, a savvy dater can discover within six to seven months, well before I do becomes I don't.
Through the stages, you can avoid heartache by helping yourself discover what is missing and what is causing problems.  Stick with the stages and you will gain satisfaction, love and a close intimate relationship unlike anything you've ever experienced.  -END-

 The eight Stages of Intimacy by Laura Lewis 

If you were an animal...

What would you be? 


It's obvious, if a pink tiger existed I would be it... different, and unique 
I'd get the tigers and the white tigers... . *RAWR*

heartbreak

A heart break is one of those feelings that just leaves like you've fallen off a cliff.... You know you're falling you just don't know how low and how hard you're going to hit. it's the sinking feeling... you can turn anywhere but you can't do anything because there is nothing to do.

You want a helping hand but no one is ever really available to talk. You feel alone. You don't think anyone understands you. We DO!!! Much more than you think. You want to talk to that person but they wont let you. They might want to but at the same time you think they hate you. One did something wrong and it's easier to point the finger at each other.
or just as easily take the blame and the heartbreak.
"It's my fault, I'm sorry"
And you wished that they would understand how you felt

but the truth was that as much as the person feels like this, they know that when something went wrong. There was probably pain, manipulating, no trust, lack of communication (one or all of them or other symptoms)- in the end what do you have?


Nothing...



nothing...

you question yourself and think... can things have gone differently....

maybe....


maybe not...


What if that one instance in time didn't happen?

What if I would have loved more?

What  I tried harder?

What if maybe you wouldn't have let go like you promise?

What if...

what if...

what if...







instead ...

you grab your little broken heart and hold it tightly together. You slowly let it mend, if you could sew it together I'm sure you would but  with time it will heal.



You will be ok. You're not alone.
You ARE NOT alone!!

So many of your friends have felt that pain yet we continue to try an isolate ourselves and pretend. Pretend everything over and you slowly kill yourself more inside.

Love is not one of those things to put off lightly. Love doesn't change like the wind. Love doesn't come and go. Love doesn't change the the river. Love, true love is accepting and a choice to make to love. Love yourself and love another.

Love is about fighting for that inner peace, about forgiving a person even if they harmed you. LOVE......

Love never fails... it never fails because you don't let it fail...

You do everything in your power to make it work. When you love, you love.  Love for who and what they are. Learn everything and how they can change and accept it. If you can't accept a person for who they are, you will never learn true love.



There comes a point when loving means letting go. Letting a person make out what they want in life. Self discovery.


The best way I've learned about love and pain is to always accept people for who they are. Always love people no matter what. Even, if they caused you pain love them for their qualities not any bad memories. No bad memories should get the best of you.
Hold no grudges because it only takes away from the beauty of life. And it makes you bitter.
If you did the harming do your best to not be a creeper but try to find the forgiveness.

I know these are ideal. It will not always work. I'm a fortunate person when it comes people especially those who have had a positive or negative impact. My goal is to always try and understand people and why they do what they do.  People do not quite understand me because I'm a little weird. I always try to be nice and friendly so I earn forgiveness not for the person for me. People are important even if I''m awkward socially but I love and respect people and that's how I like any ending/ beginning. Acceptance and to cherish everything moment that had to do with the life.

November 5th- memory lane

Well this date for me has always had the most meanings good and bad I guess... it's a date that has always had some significance regardless of the passing of years...

Since today was a rather strange date where just everything was let lose, it's what life is. I like honesty and the truth.

Today, 10 years ago I had my first boyfriend ever...  I still remember his scrawny self with those nerdy glasses, lol. I remember the moment he was going to ask me out. So happened that a friend of my friend's was absent, so in the moment he was going to ask me out, she dragged me to the restroom. I never was a fan of a group of girls to the restroom but I couldn't say no. I was 16, and having friends was hard enough. Can I remember what I was wearing? No. Do I remember what he was wearing... actually I'm almost sure I don't. All I remember was his face as I was leaving. No time the rest of the day.... it ended up being over the phone... I still remember the first awkward kiss as he tried to surprise me in the band locker room. it was a kiss kiss, he surprised me and ended up being a kiss in the back of my head. My innocence surpassed knowing anything about kisses... I guess it was one of those moments when you just enjoyed talking, hanging out and if there was holding hands you had the world. I was young and naive... There comes a point when all is loss and nothing is the same. Somethings can strengthen a relationship and others weaken then. Things  were great for a year or a year and a half... everything after that were tears...  It lasted just shy of the 3 years.
November 5th, 2005 - I was about 8 months pregnant. I was having my baby shower. Expecting my baby monkey. The true bearer of my heart. The one who stole my heart and made me feel like Xena the warrior princess... I would do anything to protect him  inside and outside outside of me.  Literally!!! To this day he is the only loyal one to me. No matter what he is the one that gives me hugs and kisses... and he'll ask me if I'm ok when my eye suddenly gets a little piece of trash in there.
Other than one of my favorite movies being V for Vendetta... everybody knows the famous... "Remember, remember the 5th of November..."
For me it was just a memory lane advocate. And, yes that's it... many people have much more important things to their memory lane...
And well today I'm suppose to go to a party with family friends. It's an adult only and it's in my home home town where I grew up so I know I can steer away for a little. Well that is if I can or if I would be seen.

My first secret's mention-crushes

Well technically there was 2 but only one actually said me

I am very flattered. 
Thank you for breaking down my sn!!!

@CONFESSIONSandSECRETS thank you ladies for letting us be crushed on. =D

I Met a Xangan.

So Wednesday started off as a not so good of a day. I had 4 students cancel, I was suppose to have dinner with 2 friends and they couldn't make it, I was going to meet another friend and for some reason he canceled too... So it was a day full of disappointment.. I was just hanging out in starbucks, all my lonesome. I mean I do that anyways but I had expectations and those all went wrong...
So this very sweet Xangan said he would drive to meet me. I thought it was very nice of him. :)
His name is Johnson.

 
We met in the Ontario Mills Mall. He's a very nice, sweet, guy. He is the very first xangan I ever get to meet in real life. And he lives so close. Well about an hour and a half away from where I live but I was already an hour closer.
He had surprises too...
Remember how the other day I had said "I want me some Sugar Daddy"? - I didn't mean I wanted me a real sugar daddy, although...
haha jk ...

So he surprised me with :
5... which apparently was a mission to obtain.... who knew they were hard to find. 

He had a good memory. I'm very forgetful... lol
He we hung out talked... the mall closed early so we were leaving. But we watched a movie instead. It was a good movie. 50/50... so sad but so worth. (sorry, I cried so much) Put so much into perspective and how I didn't understand some stuff. But, I loved the movie. And so we left and as we were just saying good bye he had one last surprise... He said what he told you all he was going to say... lol and gave me:
 
I wasn't expecting anything. I had forgotten he won these in a xanga contest. One of Lisa's contests...  So I wore them!

Can you guess who he was/is??