Monday Ramblings.

Last week I was thinking about deal breakers. I posted on Facebook and asked a lot of my friends what theirs were. Most guys were along the lines of they wouldn't date a liar, someone who had no beliefs, snotty, stuck up, dramatic, promiscuous (I altered what that word really was) and ditsy. While most girls said things along the lines of if they treated others rude, if they were judgmental  racist, egocentric and how they got along with their family.

After hearing all of these answers I automatically felt like the worlds hugest idiot.... My family always teases me because I have the absolute dumbest deal breakers. Two summers ago I stopped seeing a guy because he wore plaid shorts all the time (I know... dumb). I used to say I would never date a red-head, but that didn't work out, and recently I stopped dating someone who was nearly perfect, but he just wasn't fun enough, which is A. shallow and B. stupid since fun is what got me Boston, (don't get me wrong I love her to death, not the ideal situation to have a baby though). Most people who know me think that I search out reasons to avoid commitment, which I am starting to believe it's true. I can honestly say I have only ever been in love with one person, and no that it wasn't Bostons dad. What is wrong with me... I am by no means perfect, I have more flaws than can be counted, so why am I looking for my misguided idea of perfect.... SOS!

That's enough of my little confused rant for the day. This weekend was great, I took two of my nephews and  niece to the Fun Park...



Saw the scary movie Mama with my friend, Tara (which if you come to my house now I completely plan on being a total creep and scaring you with things I learned from that show)...

had an amazing dinner with my family at the Kamin cosine for my sisters birthday,


Stopped and said high to Uncle Sam and Uncle Chance, Sam wasnt home but we got to see Trent and Dallan so it was still fun...


We had a cute visitor who brought Boston and I both treats Saturday night;) and Boston and I went and visited with one of my high school best friends, Shayla, and her cute family.... Boston and Shayla's little boy, Kingston, weren't way sure of each other... but I am certain one day they will be in love.


It made me think of last year at this time. I was a week away from having my baby, miserably pregnant, Bostons dad told me I looked "gross" which is totally embarrassing... for him... not me... I  think I looked fabulous... I had sweet friends like Suzy, who came and painted my toes, and Kat who let me borrow her seasons of Lost to help pass time, and I was still working, I worked the day I had Boston. As nice as I try to remember that time in my life I hated it... I am glad its over and I am so glad that this year at this time I have a fun birthday party to plan instead, my hair is officially medium length, which puts me in an even better mood!

Thanks so much to anyone who reads this and for the countless nice messages we receive  We are so blessed and so happy.

XO:
ashlynn&boston BRONSON