My Heart

These two are my heart. Love them to pieces!

Day 7: Your Ex

So today I am supposed to write a letter to my ex. I will admit that before I met my Prince Charming (which is funny that I say that because I tell him all the time he has zero charm) I dated around a bit and had 2 fairly serious boyfriends before him. He know this- it's not news to him. So, this letter is a general letter to the ex's.

Dear Ex Boyfriend,
I hope that you are doing well. I hear about you from time to time and know that your life is going well. You're doing what you love and that is so important.
I want to thank you for the ups and downs of our relationships because I was able to learn so much. You taught me to be a good girlfriend, and that has led me to be a good wife.
Things work out they way they do for a reason. You would not have the life you currently have if we'd worked out. I would not have the life I currently have, either.
Thank you for the good times. Thank you for the bad times. Thank you for the lessons.
~Maggie

What a Week

This week has been a disaster. Well, maybe I should say last week. This is Sunday and, thank goodness, it begins a new week. In one week my car has died and been brought back from the dead, our plumbing backed up, and we found out we need a new sewage line. What a week.
I am thankful for today because it's a new week and hopefully this one will be much better than the last.

Day 6: Letter to a Stranger

Now, I'm not so sure if this should be directed at a specific stranger or just strangers in general. So, I am directing it to a specific "group" of strangers.

Dear Stranger,
Do what you say you are going to do when you say you are going to do it. Remember that the entire world does not, in fact, revolve around you. Keep in mind that other people have their own lives and their own things going on. It's not right to think it's all about you all the time.
Signed,
Someone who is tired of selfish strangers

Day 5: Your Dreams

It says to write a letter to your dreams... but I'm not really sure how to do that, so I am going to write a letter about my dreams instead. I am also going to assume it's ok to write about "dreams" as in goals and aspirations and not "dreams" as in what goes on in my head at night- to be honest by morning none of it makes any sense.

Dear Reader,
I am a person with many dreams. I find that they change as I change. As I grow older and move through life my "dreams" of what my life will be change. I used to dream of having a huge house, expensive clothing, a fancy car, and tons of kids. I don't dream of those things any more. Funny how reality can play a role in your "dreams" for the future. Nowadays my dreams consist of always being happy, healthy, and successful. You see, my dreams are simple. :)
~Maggie

Let's Try This Again

I started to do this last year, but never got past day 4. So, here we go...

WRITE A LETTER TO THESE PEOPLE :

Day 1 — Your Best Friend

Day 2 — Your Crush

Day 3 — Your parents

Day 4 — Your sibling (or closest relative)

Day 5 — Your dreams

Day 6 — A stranger

Day 7 — Your Ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush

Day 8 — Your favorite internet friend

Day 9 — Someone you wish you could meet

Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to

Day 11 — A deceased person you wish you could talk to

Day 12 — The person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain

Day 13 — Someone you wish could forgive you

Day 14 — Someone you’ve drifted away from

Day 15 — The person you miss the most

Day 16 — Someone that’s not in your state/country

Day 17 — Someone from your childhood

Day 18 — The person that you wish you could be

Day 19 — Someone that pesters your mind—good or bad

Day 20 — The one that broke your heart the hardest

Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression

Day 22 — Someone you want to give a second chance to

Day 23 — The last person you kissed

Day 24 — The person that gave you your favorite memory

Day 25 — The person you know that is going through the worst of times

Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to

Day 27 — The friendliest person you knew for only one day

Day 28 — Someone that changed your life

Day 29 — The person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to

Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror

Of course, I never keep up with these things... but I'll give this one a shot. lol

Work Hard? Why?

I found this on Pinterest the other day and thought, "Yes. Exactly. What a great motto for life." 

                     Yet, sometimes I feel that people simply do not understand or value the awesomeness of hard work. There is a lack of effort on the part of many people. Why? Why do people no longer feel the need to work hard? Why do people no longer feel the need to work for what they have? Why do people think handouts and mooching is the way to go? I simply do not know. I do not understand. I may never understand. 

                      I am one of those people who has had a job since I was 15. I worked during high school (and not just on the weekends). I worked during college (except for freshman year- and that was only after saving a ton of money to be able to do so. And, I'll admit, some generosity from my parents.)  I work now. I work hard every single day. Even when I'm not teaching, I'm still working. 

I feel like sometimes I stop and look around and wonder why on earth no one else seems to be working. I don't get it. I don't just mean a job that pays your bills, though that is mainly what I'm talking about. I mean working for what you have. Earning your keep, so to speak. 

                      I often hear people say that they are hard workers. Really? I've yet to see you get off the couch. I hear people say they can't find jobs. Really? Are you too good for good ol' McDonald's? I hear people say they'll just get on welfare. Seriously?! Since when did that become something to brag about? I have no problem with people receiving assistance from the government when times are tough. I think it is awesome that those programs exist, but I do not think it is awesome for people to abuse those programs.

                       For the second half- "Be nice to people." Why can't people just be NICE? When did that become such a foreign idea? I actually had someone basically tell me the other day in a store that because I was not raising heck over bad customer service they didn't see the need to take me seriously. Really? Since when is it better to be rude to others than to be nice? Just because I can smile and be polite to you when what I really want to do is jump up and down, scream and yell, and then tell the manager that you aren't worth the air they are allowing you to breathe doesn't mean my complain shouldn't be taken seriously. 

                         Which brings me to another thing- why is it that I always get the cranky register workers at stores? I do. Seriously. I appear to be magnetically attracted to these people. I always get them and I smile and am polite but I really want to say, "you should have blessed us all by calling in." I had a guy at a store one time tell me (and this was not that early in the day) that I was the first person to come through his line with a smile on my face and a good attitude. Now really people. We need to be nice to people who are working. It has to go both ways. I was shocked when the guy told me I was the first happy person through his line and told him there's no reason for me to go around being nasty to other people for no reason and that I hope the next people were nice too. 

So, I challenge you (and myself): "Work hard and be nice to people."

Love of My Life

Six years ago (ok, a little more) I met an amazing man. He had long, thick hair and an out-of-control beard. He was wearing a fleece shirt in June (in SC) and the ugliest basketball shoes I have ever seen. Yet, I knew. I knew the moment I saw him that there was something about him... something that drew me in and made me fall in love with him. From the night I met him we have been a pair.

Three years ago today we made the commitment of a lifetime- we got married. Three years ago we said I do. We promised to love and honor one another, put one another first, prize each other above all others, and remain faithful for the rest of our lives. Three years ago we changed my last name and our lives truly started.

Three years ago we left the church to this song:

Ben E. King's Stand By Me

And we live by it every single day. We love each other. We stand by each other. We are not perfect people and we do not have a "perfect" marriage, but we don't have to work hard to have something pretty darn close to perfect. I know I have someone to lean on and depend on and he knows he has someone who always has his back. 

We have been through a lot in the three years we have been married. We have been jobless and stressed beyond belief. We have moved, and moved, and moved. We have gotten jobs, lost jobs, and gotten more jobs. We have bought a home, learned to be DIY-ers. We have made a life together.
A few weeks ago someone told me that we seemed truly happy. You know, we are. We are very happy.
I am blessed to share my home, my life, and my heart with Jake. He is truly a wonderful person. I cannot imagine my life without him. He has made me a better, more understanding person. He has made me be quick to listen and slow to anger. He, truly, has calmed me down. He knows me, understands me, and loves me just the same. He is amazing.

Three years ago today I officially became part of something wonderful. We officially became an "us". I love us.


Happy Third Anniversary to an amazing man. I love you, Jake.

You are the best part of my life. You make everything worth it. You have taught me so much and have truly made me into the strong, happy, and confident woman I am today. Remember, three years ago I chose you, and I still do. I choose you every single day. I love you more than you will ever know, Jake. I never knew I could love someone as much as I love you, but yet every day I love you more. Thank you for three amazing years. I am excited for many, many more.

Love,
The M-Weeze

Button "H"

I LOVE how this turned out. I think it is fabulous! I bought the plaque at Michael's and painted it white. Then, I mod podged scrapbook paper on the front. I added blue buttons to form the "H" and variations of white to form the border. So cute! Can't wait to hang it in the hall.