It's just that time of year

It's that time of year right now. We are in the final throws of March for Babies "season" as we call it. It really gets going in January and goes through late April/early May for us. It's also Aaron's birthday on Thursday - he would be 5. This weekend is our team picnic on Saturday and the March for Babies walk on Sunday. Then it all goes away and we're left with May.

May is the month Aaron lived. I tend to turn into a bit of a grouch and hermit when May comes around. First, there is Mother's Day. That day in and of itself is a hurtle for me. Josh and I have made it out tradition to go to a baseball game. It is a nice day for us and away from much of the traditional Mother's Day activities. Unfortunately, our OWN mother's and grandmother's get ignored a bit, but they have been willing to make that sacrifice for us.

So, this year my counselor (therapist?) wants me to work on NOT turning into a hermit and NOT talking so negatively to myself. So I am going to do that. I love this therapist and she really helped me have the best Christmas in YEARS this year. I am going to put my trust in her and do what she asks and hope I don't turn into a grumpy hermit. A big part of it is we are so busy and then May comes and everything stops and it's already a not so great month....so there is a natural let down in our lives that goes right along with a mental let down. So the plan is to schedule activities and make sure we go and do some things with friends.

Turds from Heaven

Well, I thought it was fitting to share this story here, since I believe it was this post of facebook that caused people to tell me to start blogging again. Who knew a turd could start it all. Let's just say I learned first hand how accurate the horror portrayed during the Baby Ruth scene in the movie Caddyshack can be. I was on my way to lunch (which was miraculously right where I left it - no lunch thief that day my friends) and I stepped into the restroom. I walked into the stall to find a TURD on the floor. I think (HOPE) that this is the most disgusting thing I have ever encountered.

I proceeded to get a pair of gloves and place said turd where it belongs. Note: some co-workers couldn't believe I cleaned it up. I felt walking away from it could only lead to further damage (you know aside from my own mental trauma)- like someone walking in and NOT seeing it and stepping in it. Another co-worker pointed out, "well what if you walked out and someone else walked in and though YOU were the culprit" - another good point.

So later that night I was relaying my story to Josh. You see, the night before we had to put down our beloved cat, Guinness. Guinness was having problems using the litter box (among other things) and we were constantly cleaning up turds from outside the litter box. When I was leaving work still pondering how such a thing could occur I laughed to myself. I was thinking about how people talk about "pennies from heaven". I told Josh that perhaps Guinness was sending us turds from heaven. It may be my weird sense of humor, but after an emotional 24 hours it made me laugh.

Heeeeeeeere's Nikki...

So recently I have had many people say to me "you should have a blog". Well, I have had one before and I enjoy writing so I have decided to start a brand spanking new blog. I have always had a blog with a theme and this time I just decided to make it generic. Updates on me, funny stories, whatever I'd like to write about. After all isn't that what blogs are for?

I titled my blog "My Private Roller Coaster". When Aaron was in the hospital we had on doctor who was quite a joker. When we were in the heat of everything he said to me "He's got you on your own private roller coaster. It's not just any roller coaster it's a Six Flags roller coaster." It made me chuckle at the time. Ever since that conversation I often think about that and think about how much my life is like a roller coaster....full of ups and downs. I'm just going to hold on and enjoy the ride! Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!