What Counts

A quote to live by. Every single day.

Epiphany Alert!

I know that I'm a nice person. People know that I'm a nice person. Take advantage of it? It wouldn't be the first time that happened. 

I have a huge heart. A HUGE heart. But it's a weak heart. I will love you to death, until you give me a reason not to. I will give a person anything they need, talk to them when they need advice, be there for them when everyone else falls though. But come the time where I need that, I can rely on all of one person. One. That's disappointing to me. 

It amazes me how I meet SO many new people on a daily basis, yet when you need one person to talk to, or one person to hang out with, nobody's there. Should they be renamed "fake friends", or is the Lord showing me that those are the people that I don't actually need in my life. I'm pretty confident that it's the ladder, that He is filtering the unneeded out of my life. Bottom line, you just can not rely on people, but God only.  I can admit that I'm not 100% reliable all the time, but I definitely do my best. I feel like my "friends" don't even put in the effort. They're there for you on their time. That's fine, just don't bother with me then. Who has time for fake friends? In reality, I'd rather have one real friend, than a hundred fake ones. 

So, thank you to the ones, or one that has been there, and no thanks to the ones that pretend. I know I have a big heart, but don't abuse it. That heart will only close itself to you. Maybe what they say isn't true, "Treat others how you want to be treated." Because there's some people's selfish shells that you just can't break, unfortunately.

Instead of counting your friends, count your blessings. God is more important than worldly people anyways.

Hot Pink Studded Glowing Sun Days

Better than vacation.

This is a day worth blogging about. Why? Because it's made up of pure simplicity.

This entire weekend I am watching two adorable dogs, Phil - a Boston Terrier, who looks like a little china man with an obnoxiously happy face, all the time. And Lola, a little princess Pug, that I like to call "spaghetti face". The best part? I have a fabulous, free Saturday, consisting of seventy seven degrees of pure sun and blue sky, a big roomy deck - that I've taken upon myself to set up my beach chair on to tan this pasty white self that blends in with the white v neck tees I wear on the daily, and absolutely nothing to do for the entire day. This day is truly a rare breed, never happens in a million years. So, I'm soaking it up and taking advantage, full force.

I woke up bright and early (not by choice, my face was being stepped on consistently for twenty minutes, with a pug sleeping literally on top of my head.) Pining to get back to sleep, I had to accept that it just wasn't ever going to happen. So, I cracked the blinds. My eyes got wide as I saw how strong the sun looked. "Those UV rays can actually serve a purpose today!", I excitedly thought to myself. So I ran home, got my studded bikini, and parked myself on the deck. The sun could not be in a more solid spot right now. I am literally glowing from the heat of the sun on me. I'm in heaven.

I have my blackberry in the nifty little beach chair holder to my left, and a big tall glass of ice water in the cup holder to my right. I've already done away with the dark, wintery 'so maroon, it's almost black' nail polish, and applied some so incredibly bright pink, that would make barbie herself weak with envy. I have a stack of Harper Bazaar's, Vogue's, and In Style's close enough so that I can reach over and pick one up, without even having to open my eyes or move an inch. Snacking on crackers with ice cold grape jelly, and sipping some freezing cold beverages, I feel like a housewife who snuck away to her summer home in the Hamptons without her friends or family knowing. The silence is scaring me, it's almost too good to be true. I'd pinch myself, but if this is just a dream, I'm not about ready to wake up from this dream. This is truly living the life. I absolutely live for simple days like these.

I know that come Monday morning, I will be forced to hit reality, once again, and face a major rain storm while trudging into work. Hopefully I at least have a tan to remind me of this memory-to-be. 

So go enjoy this day! It's too amazing to sit anywhere indoors. I think I might give myself another good three hours in the sun, then grab an iced latte from Starbucks and hit up a vintage shop. I have way too much inspiration brewing inside me to let go to waste. 

So throw on your most girly bikini, soak up the sun, and don't forget to drink lots of water!