Insanely Happy

There are few things in life that make me insanely happy, but those that usually do can be linked right to my Ryan. Ryan is an entertainer. He is a self proclaimed "lover and not a fighter". He has a huge heart, and a goofy spirit.

One day on the way home from the beach we listen to "I'm Yours" by Jason Mraz the WHOLE WAY HOME on repeat..over..and over.. and over... he sang every word every time. It took everything inside of me not to laugh and say no more...I love that song as much as the next person..but come on 20 times? But I didn't because each time he sang it he lit up and sang louder.
Ryan will dance if you request him to. April and Wes tried to teach him the evolution of dance, he did it while singing opera style Ode to Joy..I have never laughed harder.
He says things like, "When I grow up I want to marry a girl like Zippy Zippy (my sister April) because she loves technology, playing video games, AND she takes care of Peyton". It made me laugh because it was sweet and it reminded me of Kip from Napoleon Dynamite. SWEEET!


So when you see Ryan next time, ask him to do the evolution of dance, sing opera, or do the robot...and you may be laughing at him and he won't even care!

Under Pressure...

My husband plays Call of Duty and at times it can get very annoying. Especially when he wears his headset like a telemarketer and talks to his best friend while they play online. I did however buy him a headset that provides surround sound for him, and no sound for me <---don't tell him but it was like a little gift for myself really. Sometimes I get annoyed when he chooses to play video games instead of 1. doing laundry 2. cleaning the bathroom 3. helping Ryan with homework 4. paying attention to me or 5. all of the above. This isn't to say Adam doesn't help out, he does his fair share..some weeks more than other....like when he left his 24 hour shift because Ryan had some crazy flu bug and I had a test in the morning that I was already in panic mode from. But then I got to thinking, Adam destresses by playing Call of Duty, and it makes him a happy relaxed guy (I don't understand how that game relaxes you but hey whatever works right?). But I do alot of things that I find helps relieve the pressure of my day to day, that I am sure Adam sees as a waist of time or just ridiculous.

I love to look at random peoples blogs. Yes, I go to my friends blogs and then their friends and then their friends..this started when I was working as a dispatcher and had to find a way to pass the time. And I hate when people go private, I am not a creep lurking on your page I promise. And so what maybe I fell like me and NieNie are friends.

I also love to online "shop", and by that I mean I go onto websites I like and add everything I want in the shopping basket, and then I like to look at the total and laugh...well lets face it I cant blow $800 on cute shoes and jeans <---Not in the budget.

My next habit is what Adam calls watching my "stories". So what if I like reality television mainly those on Bravo. I know it is ridiculous and staged, but it is great entertainment to fold laundry to late at night.

I also love Itunes, my wish list is 1000's of songs long. I love music.. I love listening to new bands I have never heard of. I love when I get Itunes gift cards but I hold onto them to make sure they are used for the perfect songs.

And lastly I love to listen to NPR, like obsessive. It is like the grown up Sesame Street really, public funding and all. I am addicted to it, and after listening when I pick up Ryan after school I like to try and give him an update of what is going on in the world. But then he says random things to his teachers like, " its great I get to come to school and that I have power and water."

So I am sure we all have weird ways of destressing, and even if it is Call of Duty (which might I add I have joined in with Adam on a few occasions and I suck and it is frustrating and I get killed like ever minute) but I get the fact that it helps relieve his stress, and he puts up with quirky stress relief tactics.