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Getting into the Christmas spirit & what not….πŸŽ„πŸ‘ŒπŸΌ

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It’s almost Christmas! This is that crunch time period right before Christmas that really makes it official to me! I get extra Christmas hyped (<--new phrase for some t-shirts?πŸ˜‚) right about now. But this year is so different for many reasons. For one, it's the first Christmas Eve I won't spend with B, I'll be home that night but it'll be after his bedtime (or at least I'd hope so) and it will also be a Christmas spent away from Z. I'm glad to be around family this year, because it doesn't happen often where we all get together, but I'm also so grateful I got this time here in Charleston now with my love! It makes it almost a better Christmas, literally the best of both worlds. What does one do while Z is at work and I am child free for the weekend, Christmas weekend I might add?! I may or may not have started the day right with a facial (courtesy of my Birchbox), an obnoxious size glass of chocolate milk, followed by some naked yoga and some pancakes.. in that order. [caption id="attachment_660" align="alignnone" width="169"] Thank goodness for Snapchat filters with eye makeupπŸ˜‚ but seriously, my skin feels amazing 😍[/caption]

To all moms out there, if you have privacy for like 10 minutes and can lock your door, do some naked yoga, or at least take off your bra… I promise you, it’s fantastic.

In the Christmas spirit after morning yogaπŸ‘ŒπŸΌ

Anyway……πŸ˜‚ I am really enjoying my time here, especially knowing we’ll be leaving this apartment and this will be my last time here. It definitely hits where it hurts when I think about all the memories here, but I know we’re headed for great things and we’ll make so many more great memories.

**sad side note; am I the only parent out there who keeps the tv on kids channels without a child in sight? It’s only on for background noise and I can barely hear it…. but I love itπŸ˜‚ have I officially lost my damn mind or what?

In other news this Thursday, I had a great drive to JFK and actually enjoyed the airport wait… it was me, myself, and I, so I just bathed in the silence my presence had among the hustle and bustle of one of the busiest airports I’ve seen. It was a great flight too.. sorry to the girl next to me if she was looking for a friend.. by the time I got out to the airport, even though I say the ride was great, I actually had a few bumps in the road.. literally.. so I was exhausted. The second I sat in that seat on the plane, I put in one headphone (in case she did end up talking) and put on my sunglasses. This flight was bright.. and I was tired, so I slept. I can never actually sleep on an airplane, but I sure can nod off every few minutesπŸ˜‚ I couldn’t keep my eyes open if I tried, a testimate to how truly tired I was. Whoops!

When I got off the plane I took my sunglasses off because it wasn’t sunny at all here in Charleston, and apparently Z thought it was hilarious how out of it I looked! And I really did.. the lights hit my eyes so hard after being in the dark all that time, and my eyes were tired and red.

Speaking of Z, I figure I should mention it that we’ve both agreed that I’ll use his first initial and let readers draw their own conclusions as to who he is. He really values his privacy and I couldn’t agree more for him. So we’ve agreed that in order for me to really share my life, there are going to be times where a picture will be posted of both of us, and we’re going to have fun with it. I gave him three of his fave actors to pick from, and he gets to pick 3 of that actors looks to give back. From there, I’ll choose my one and only, & that’s who will happily take his place. πŸ˜‚πŸ˜

I’ll keep you posted on my future guy.

Anyway, I sure am glad to be home. Although there are many places I could call home, it’s where my heart is, and I’m glad to be where I’m at ease. I’ll sure miss this place, but it’ll be nice to look back from way high up there, and know it was a stepping stone to what made me.

With a Christmas sprinkle covered bitter sweet heart,

xO. Lo

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