Life Lesson Learned From the Pizza Guy

First and probably most importantly, pizza is freaking delicious. Second hamburger and black olives were born to be together and make lots and lots of pizza babies. That is one of the major contributing factors to my jeans fitting a little bit to snugly. Pizza and Mexican food….why couldn’t I have been blessed with a salad obsession. Sigh, anyway moving on….

So last night my favorite 7 year old gal pal and I had a girls night in. With the men folk out doing man folk things we had full control of the remote…. Winning. Since I am mildly phobic of germs and with flu season in full up swing, we opted to take advantage of some much needed couch time. So I ordered pizza and fired up the good ole Netflix machine.

An hour later there is a knock at the door. I answer wearing yoga pants, teal cami, and gray boyfriend sweater. Truth be told, not my hottest moment, but very very comfy. Comfy is my best friend this winter, I will worry about shaved legs and bikini bottoms in 6 months. So for now, bring on wool socks and yoga tights.

(This may be how I imagined the event below unfolding.)

I open the door to an awkward cold looking pizza guy (writers imagination cast Channing Tatum in the role of the pizza guy), his jaw drops to the snowy porch. “Woah you’re gorgeous,” he says reaching out the receipt for me to sign. I smile sign the slip and thank the nice man, pizza and flattery what great service. He replies, “No thank you, you’re smile made my night.” I was both flattered and inspired by my favorite pizza delivery guy ever. Compliments… Where have they gone?

We’ve become a society of judgy faces. “Look at that girl wearing those pants…omg.” “I can’t believe that guys said that.” “Ugh, did you see that, judgy judgy judgy face!” How fun is this? Let me answer for you, it’s not. Judgy face does not a friend make….but compliments can easily make someone’s year. Seriously, think about.

When is the last time you gave someone a compliment? Next question on our compliment quiz, when’s the last time you gave a stranger a compliment? We’ve developed such a critical eye towards ourselves and others, I feel like we are missing the little things in life. It takes about 2 seconds to tell a stranger, “Great shoes.” How about even a simple, “Thanks so much I really appreciate it,” when someone holds the door for you. It’s not hard, it’s rather easy. Say nice things or smile, you never know what kind of day someone else is having.

That brings me to my next point, you never truly know what is going on in the lives of those around you. That crabby lady that you mumbled under your breath about, maybe her dog died. The screaming kid in the grocery cart that forced you to avoid the cereal isle, maybe he has a double ear infection. The cashier who didn’t talk to you during your checkout time, maybe she’s fighting with her father. You never know, so aim to brighten up the day of those around you. Smile, give compliments freely, and try to keep the judgy face to a minimum.

I could easily pass judgment on someone, that takes little to no effort, but compliments take a little courage. Random acts of kindness people, if I can do it being a bit bashful, so can you. Today I encourage you to give one random person you don’t know a compliment. Just one simple, “hey you’re awesome”, sort of comment to a complete stranger. Then carry this mission with you home or when you go out with friends this weekend. Tell those you love how much they mean to you or how great they look. Spread the love and leave your judgy face for another day.

You mission if you choose to except it, spread a little warm and fuzzy this weekend.

As always until next time,

Keep it Sassy & Classy,

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The Grinch That Stole Christmas

Warning….warning….warning… this may or may not be considered a venting tangent soapbox standing type of blog post. Ordinarily I try to post all gumdrops and rainbows, but today this blogger is so on fire she’s a flippin’ inferno.

Deep breath… with that said I would like to tell you a story.

This is a story of an adorable little 6 year old named G Man.

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All holiday season long G Man had looked forward to Christmas shopping for his favorite people. His mommy ….

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wanted to take him to mall or big box store to find his gifts to give, but little G Man begged to shop online like the “big kids” do. So being a sucker for big hazel eye and a heart of gold, his mommy said okay and the two settled in for G Man’s first online shopping adventure. The two went to a very popular online retailer where his mommy had placed orders in the past with great success. G man learned how to navigate the website, asked for help spelling the “big” words (hellocaptar, didn’t pull up many items for him), and “all by his own” he chose gifts for his loved ones. Each gift having a special meaning behind it.

A sparkly tiara for Little Miss, “Because mom she’s a princess to me.” (insert a big awwwww here)

A remote control helicopter for ManFriend, “Because he’s always wanted to learn to fly and now I can make that happen for him.” (big heart party of one)

A metal sign about staying to fish awhile for B&B, “Because they like to fish with me and when I’m there I know they really want me there.” (B&B own land with a lake, G Man could spend hours on the lake quietly waiting for a bite)

The order was placed and each day G Man asked his mommy when his gifts would arrive so he could wrap them. His mother encouraged him to take a breath, that his gifts would arrive soon and he could wrap them himself. Another first for this overly excited, full of the Christmas spirit, 6 year old. Unbeknownst to this cheerful duo, all was not well in online-ordering-land. In fact there was an evil Grinch lurking around swiping up little boy’s Christmas gifts. This Grinch was the online retailer….

Without warning the online retailer had “oops” (their words) “lost the package in transit”. Though online records show the gifts never left online-retailer-warehouse-ville .Now this fact alone was upsetting, but it ruffled the mom’s tail feathers that no one from the town of online retailer had bothered to email, call, smoke signal, Harry Potter Owl, or anything else to notify her that the Christmas joy had been nabbed. They simply wanted to shrug their shoulders and offer a $10 voucher towards their next purchase. Clever Grinch, steal a 6  year old’s Christmas and then ask him back again…. I don’t think so.

And that story my friends bring us up to today, when this mommy is one stressed out cookie….. so much so I’ve turned into a cartoon villain. (llamaface… name that movie)

So here I sit, stress blogging and dreading picking up G Man from school at 3pm. He’s going to be devastated. There simply isn’t enough Diet Coke on the planet to salvage this day. My little dude is a softy, he has such a kind heart, and he won’t understand. Plus this lady right here, with the fingers flying across the keyboard, feels like a big fat liar. Why? Because I promised him we could wrap those presents tonight, yup mom of the year right here.

Now I know we can try to go find those gifts in store, but you see, it’s the fact he did this “all by his own”. He felt like a big kid, doing big kid things. I just hate disappointing the little golden heart. Sigh. Well that’s my day, how’s yours?

As always, until next time…

Keep it Sassy & Classy,

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12 Days of Christmas Blogging: My Treasure is This Tall and Smells Like Boy

Welcome back lovelies, always wonderful to see your bright shinning faces. This time of year pretty much rocks my socks off. That’s right, rocks them off so you can see my adorable Christmas Tree mani.  The crispness in the air isn’t just cold, it’s hope. Crowded malls aren’t just long lines, but a shopping adventure of epic proportion in order to find the perfect gift. The house always smells like cookies, candles of course, because I can’t bake without causing a fire. Everything is all twinkles, glitter, and beautiful. It’s a time of year when it’s a little bit easier to get in touch with your inner itty bitty (child). That’s what I love most about this time of year, letting that little girl inside of me out to play for awhile, because man she gets cramped in this boring old lady boring adult body.

Today we are talking: Christmas Treasures. My greatest treasure is my little G Man…

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He is without question the most genuine person I have ever met. The world changed when I met him and I couldn’t be more blessed that I get to be the one he calls mom. Truth be told I didn’t know love until he was born, I also didn’t know that something could smell pink until he was born. I know that sounds strange, but hey, normal is pretty boring. My life began that night in May, when I looked down at the most perfect creature I’d ever seen.

Now 6 years later I am more in love than I was then. Everyday I’m amazed by seeing the world through G Man’s eyes. He has the purest heart I could ever ask for in myself or anyone else. When he feels, he feels deeply. Those he loves, he guards with the strength of a gentle giant. He’s my hero. He’s my walking comedian. He’s my heart. I know he looks up to me, I’m mom, but what he doesn’t know is that I strive to be like him.

Lessons Learned From A 6 Year Old

  • Sing and sing often. Whatever the song in your heart, share it with the world. Shower, bathroom, dinner, car, playroom, bedroom, Target… anyplace. Share your song  and share it loud It’s okay if you’re off-key, most everyone else is too.
  • Forgive often and quickly. Without question G Man forgives everyone effortlessly. One day I asked him why he chooses to forgive and his response was simply, “Because Mommy, bad stuff happens sometimes, but you just have to say it’s okay.”
  • Never give up, ever. You may fall off your bike 100 times before you learn to ride without training wheels.  You may strike out your first 10 times at bat before your first home run. If at first you don’t succeed, try try again. You won’t know your full potential (does this word make anyone else think of the movie Camp Nowhere?) until you’ve tried anything and everything.
  • Hug, lots of hugs. Do you ever notice that when you get a hug you feel better? A hug sure can go a long way to take the edge of. Try it. I’ve been on the verge of tears and a single hug somehow makes the world a better place.
  • Don’t be afraid to ask. You never know what the answer will be until you simply ask the question. Don’t assume the answer will be no, there are a whole heck of a lot of yes’s out there. You deserve to hear yes, so take a chance, and ask.
  • Play. I don’t care if you are 6, 60, or 600… get your bootie out there and play. Life is boring if you focus on only the day to day tasks. Why not make dinner prep more fun by singing and dancing. Say yes to game night with friends and family. Talk at dinner instead of being glued to your electronic distractions of doom. Life is what you make it, so make it playful.

On G Man’s first Christmas his father gave me this ornament, an innocent little guy holding a heart. It was like it had been carved just for me. A simple piece of art that embodied my exact joy of having G Man in my life. A little boy holding the heart of his momma.

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Truth be told, between you and me of course, I’m a better person today because of him. It’s amazing what you can learn from itty bitties if you simply open yourself up to it.

Who inspires you? I’d love to hear about, please share in the comments. Also if you haven’t joined this, 12 Days of  Blogging Link Up…. do it now. Share in the holiday extravaganza.

Until next time lovelies…

Keep it Sassy & Classy,

B