Fat guy in a little coat!

Hello my little Pinkettes! I hope you are all doing well and are pumped for a new blog entry. I have been trying to think of a new topic that I could write about and this is what keeps returning to me: Plans. Past plans, future plans, made plans, broken plans.

Who hasn’t made plans for a wonderful time or event and then those plans fall short? Or maybe they didn’t turn out just how you wanted them to. If I’ve learned anything in my life, it’s to plan to be surprised. Have you ever heard the saying “Man plans, and God laughs”? When I was little my grandpa would say it all the time, and then my mom would say it as I got older. It wasn’t until later in life that I would understand this and adopt it as my saying as well. Let me explain.

Most girls have a similar vision of how their life will play out and how the events in that life will play out. Now, I don’t mean to be stereotypical and what not, but you know it’s true. Even the boys reading this can relate, right? Everyone has thought about their future and at least ONE event in their life that they have planned ahead. For most little girls there are two significant events that we plan every detail by the age of 6. Prom and our wedding.

I had this lovely envision of my prom. I would be dressed in a pretty pink princess dress with tons of sparkles and beads. My hair would be curly with a tasteful diamond tiara! My boyfriend would pick me up and my parents would take tons of pictures. You know, the usual routine. We would dance all night and kiss under the stars. Well, let’s just say my night didn’t exactly work out that way. At the time, I was pretty bummed out about how it played out in real life, but looking back on it I made the right choice- by far! You see, I didn’t go to prom. At all. No dress. No curly hair. No diamond tiara. One reason was because I wasn’t asked. Another was because the guy I wanted to go with had a date (story of my life btw). But I did have plans that night. I was going to meet a potential roommate for college. Turns out I met my best friend that night. That night didn’t go according to the plan the six year old me had made, but I’m so thankful now that it didn’t. If it HAD gone “according to plan” I may have missed out on having the best friend I have ever had. 

Then there is the wedding. What little girl doesn’t dream of her wedding? Playing around, clutching a bunch of dandelions in her hands as she pretends to walk down the aisle. She imagines the dress, the guests, the place, the cake, the ceremony, and of course the groom! I’ve had my wedding planned for quite some time now. Ask any of my friends. They will tell you that I pretty much have everything planned. All I need is the groom! Side note- any guys out there reading this wanna be my groom?? That’s a true offer- just saying! ;-) Any who. The whole WAS planned. There’s a few things that changed on September 29^th, 2000. The day my dad died, a lot of various dreams came crashing down. Now, this crushed dream/plan is very difficult for me to talk about. In fact, I haven’t told anyone about this. Every girl plans out the ceremony of her dreams to the man of her dreams. But there is one critical part of that dream. The entrance. You know, when everyone stands and looks at her while she looks at him. And usually accompanying her down the aisle is her father. Ready to give his baby away. This plan crashed and burned on that September day. It might be selfish but that’s something I thought about soon after he had died. I wouldn’t get that. I wouldn’t get a lot of things in that general department, but that was a major blow for a little girl. I still think about that. As girls are getting married around me, I can’t help but think of my own wedding and how one person will be absent. But life goes on. Plans change. I don’t know what will happen until that moment comes in my life. And I guess that won’t happen for a while. After all, I’m STILL single! ;-)

So there you have it. My lesson for the day. Plan to be surprised. After all, life is a bitch because if it were easy, life would be a slut. Seriously though. Go ahead and make plans, but just don’t be too upset when those plans don’t work out. Haha! Here’s another thought. I was planning on having to beat the guys away with a stick when they found out I was single and ready to mingle! Especially with all this honesty and what not! ;-) Well, like I said. Man plans and God laughs!

With that, I will conclude. As always I want to thank you for taking the time to read my random ramblings!

Oh yeah! I suppose you want a picture! Well…. I don’t have any to accompany the things I have posted so how about a random baby pic?? Sound good? Here ya go! Enjoy!