can we continually blame eve?

whether you have biblical tendencies or not, i'm sure you all know the story of adam & eve. the long & short of it, as i remember, is adam, being the proverbial-as-we-know-it-today-male, tempted the dimwitted female, eve, into doing something she shouldn't have. and the repercussions were a lifetime of "suffering" and i use the term loosely.

i think that we as women, really have been suffering...and again...term used loosely. i can't speak for generations past, i can only assume, but women, just look at what is on our plates on a continual & daily basis. we have jobs, children, spouses, family dynamics, social issues, financial issues, insecurities, household planning, physical & mental responsibilities not only to ourselves, but to our loved ones & others around us. i find the ones that seemingly "suffer" are...well...us. we cater willingly, and yes sometimes unwillingly, we don't do enough for ourselves, we worry & we carry far too much on our shoulders simply because it is bred in us. i think that very well may be one of the things that make us so amazing! the ability to "do it all"! but wait, we can't do it all. and when we realize that we can't, we are left feeling low, blue, inadequate, we build walls, shut people out, pile our guilt, worries & sadness higher and higher upon our already weary shoulders. don't worry if that glory pile falls, for you can cover it with blame, a big giant blanket of blame to make you feel better.

which brings me back to eve. i could blame her for falling into temptation so long ago, thus leaving me to "suffer" for life. i could blame her for my crappy day today, for my lack of self control (there may or may not have been a bigmac involved), for my "short" words to my wee son, my tone of voice directed at my husband and the cold shoulder to the innocents in the parking lot. i could blame just about anyone to justify my poor me attitude. OR, as i sit here on night shift and feel sorry for myself & mostly pissed off that i just want happiness & light in my life, i realize i just have to take control. i can HAVE that happiness & light. i can't go on blaming "eve" no more than i can blame anyone else. putting on my big girl panties as of now. ok, it may be 0200h, but it's not delirious time yet so you know i speak coherently.

today, i am. i am what? i don't know yet, but i challenge you, as i challenge myself, to turn it all around. i want to to know what your "i am" phrase is today, the one that is going to get you thru the day and make you feel good about yourself and feel empowered. don't roll your eyes at me. do it. don't blame anyone but yourself. find something good for you! me, i'm tired of the i feel miserable , oh i feel good roller coaster i am always on, and my shoulders are beyond tired of carrying so much. today, i am changing my outlook.

everything happens for a reason. love, ROCKETGIRL. xo

transference

so mrs c has the birthday, and i exhibit the signs of old age. i'm thinking...that ain't right!
ok ok, so like the true hypochondriac i am i trucked myself into emerg yesterday cuz i was having chest pain. but, i really truly was. i couldn't breathe, pain, pain, pain, some lab work, an ekg and a chest xray later and nothing. chest pain is better today...breathing is better, still big bad pain to my back...so weird. like i have time for that. but i figured, given the physical nature of our job i better take a sick day today.

well what a good day for that! it is mrs c's bday today (wheeee) so we shopped at Fields (what???? i know), we went for bday pedicures, yummy sushi, went to Roses & Rutabagas (sigh) and fabric shopping. i could very well have pushed it a little, i'm sore and exhausted but what a lovely day.

i'm in my jammies.painkillers on board. just ordered my sewing machine (YESSSSSSSS), listening to jukebox oldies on ch419. catching up on all you bloggers out there.

i want a blizzard. the dq kind.

everything happens for a reason. love, ROCKETGIRL. xo

oh gosh, what a nice evening

a nice evening indeed!

see, a couple of years ago i met a girl at work, we'll call her Mrs Cupcake, & we hit it off. thru Mrs C, i met Buckshee aka Brokeshopaholic as well as a few of Mrs C's old gal pals. and you know, the bunch of us all get along like it ain't no thing! we've done some traveling, some wedding-ing , some very fast driving, and we got together tonight at Mrs C's Casa for a catch-up-get-together-potluck -dinner/birthday thingee for Mrs C. so nice to chill with wine, coffee, good food & laughs with the ladies + and the occasional quip from Mr C. we've got a baby on the way! & i finally got to oogle the lovely belly. you know what really amuses me though? when we all sit around and talk shop (gross gross nursey stuff) i just love the look on Em's face!

tonight i am thankful for good friends.

everything happens for a reason. love, ROCKETGIRL. xo

anger, fury, rage

these are just a few emotions that i am feeling TENFOLD tonight. i have completely & utterly ran out of gumption. as immature as this sounds, i just feel....DONE with everyone. i cannot possibly please everybody, much to everyone's disappointment, and i certainly don't plan to die trying.

i always always ALWAYS go with my gut feeling. it has never let me down in the past. i can't believe that i ignored it for so long.
ROCKETGIRL.

cardmaking 101

buckshee teaches me a lesson! & it wasn't as overwhelming as i thought...i measured, i cut, i stamped, i distressed, i glued (well, double sided taped) i squealed! i did it! a lovely blue & brown birthday card for my dear friend Mrs Cupcake...i used my new owl stamps and thank goodness for all of buckshee's tricks & tips!




everything happens for a reason. love, ROCKETGIRL. xo

furniture refinishing 101

so my collection of furniture is growing. you know, the furniture that i bought to refinish? the weather is getting better, so i should get that palm sander out of the box i guess and get going!

here are the pieces i want to do...all pieces will be refinished & distressed the same in an espresso coloured finish. this is the masculine 1940s waterfall dresser i bought for steve


here is my gorgeous new girly dresser that also needs a piece of mirror...



this is my lovely hope chest...what a steal! totally getting a makeover & a reupholstering...


i'll keep you posted...so long as the weather co-operates!

everything happens for a reason. love, ROCKETGIRL. xo

hee hee & a giggle!

i am so looking forward to the end of my shift and my 110hr pay period! here's why!

~ i'm off til tuesday!
~ today is TRIFECTA day! wooot!
~ friday, TLC is baking with our beeyootiful new Americolor(s)
~ friday nite is Mrs C's b-day din! greek & an 80's party dance off!
~ saturday is Alice in Wonderland 3D with the fam!
~ sunday is girls nite dinner party @ Mrs C's!
~ monday is shopping & trolling

there is a new venture on the horizon. not sure if it will actually be a venture yet...but something purposeful, & fun! stay tuned for more to come!


everything happens for a reason. love, ROCKETGIRL. xo

I WON!

i've never won anything in my life!
i'm one of those people that is shrieking, on the edge of my seat when i do my scratch & wins. so close...everytime!

so my lovely g/f Mrs C told me about the Green Bag Lady...well, actually, i saw this lovely fabric homemade bag in her kitchen and i asked her about it...and she told me all about it and so i have been following her blog. it's a lovely quirky environmental blog, boo to plastic, the 3 R's and all that fab stuff. she was having a contest to win a composter and a handmade green bag & voila! i won! here is her blog! http://greenbaglady.blogspot.com/ check her out...thank you green bag lady! and thanks to Mrs C for passing her along!

everything happens for a reason. love, ROCKETGIRL. xo

my hubby spoiled me today...

i've never had a grown-up pair of shades before...

everything happens for a reason. love, ROCKETGIRL. xo

0220 & all's well

silencia. is that spanish for silence do you think? or be quiet. silencia!
well in rocketgirl-land it means...quiet. not be quiet...just...quiet.

everyone is sleeping. the overhand fans are whirring. the lights are low. the tapping of my computer keys are thankfully not waking anybody up. everytime my email notification goes off tho, it makes me jump. it's Mrs Cupcake. she's down the hall, around the corner and up the other side. you may call us...the night shifters. (now re-read this whole paragraph in your low down scary announcer voice...kwim?)

sounds like some bad movie trailer. could easily be made better if like, oh taylor lautner was just standing there, loitering. you know, without his shirt. before you say anything, i don't care how old he is.

delirium is setting in. when is break time....T minus 45 mins. i can do it. aaack. there goes the email again.

do you know that quinn called mason a shifty bastard today???? and then they ROARED! wtf.

i'm trying not to be bitter today. i am so bitter. and sad. i can't help it.

everything happens for a reason. love, ROCKETGIRL. xo