Caviar vs. Catfish

I don't usually get to watch Gossip Girl, and most of this is due in part because I've always got something going on and just really don't have the time to sit down and watch an entire episode, so I've decided to start putting it on DVR. As I was doing some homework, I get a text from my mom with a quote from the show...

‎"Once men have tasted caviar, it baffles me how they settle for catfish..."

Not only did this remind me how much I love my mother but it also brought some new thoughts to my mind. I don't know how anyone else's family is, but my family absolutely always, and I mean it never fails, that they have the same nagging question every single time I make it home... 

"So Kels, who are you dating these days?" or "Is there a special someone you'll be bringing home for Christmas this year?" And, of course, with every question, the same answer of "no one right now" seems to follow.

My mom and I have made this whole topic into a big joke. With each guy, and with each abrupt end of an attempted try at a possible relationship, we laugh and joke that I'll turn into an old lady without a husband. I never really think much about any of it, and honestly, when something doesn't work out with a guy that I would have liked to eventually dated, my feelings don't really get hurt. Because in my mind, all you can really do is dust yourself off and move on. No harm, no foul, right?

But where I was going with that quote...

Was the fact that, one of the last guys I was involved with is now dating a girl that I wouldn't exactly called the "nicest". It makes me wonder why a guy can always settle for someone that isn't quite as good as the one they had initially. 

It also reminds me of the quote from Why Did I Get Married? when the character says "A man will always leave 70% of what he has for 30% of what he doesn't." To me, it doesn't really make all that much sense why a male would think like that, but at the same time, I had to ask myself why I seem to want things more when I don't have them than when I do.

To wrap up my point, I guess what I'm trying to get at, is that we really don't know why a man (or even a woman, for that matter) would give up having the best to turn around and settle for mediocrity. I feel like it's just a realm of life that won't ever be solved. I feel like all a person can do, is to take the way people act for what it is and just wait out for the ones that will treat us the way that we're supposed to be treated.

This is what gives me hope and reassures me that I won't turn up an old maid ;) And even though none of this blog makes much sense, I'm glad to have it off my chest...


Have a good one!
KRJ

God Gave Me You

This weekend, was probably one of the best Labor Day weekends I have ever had. I always will be one of the first to enjoy a four day weekend (no class on Friday's :) but something about this years Labor Day was different and truly showed me the blessings I am consistantly given.

My parents recently bought a boat a few months ago and we decided to head out to Rough River Lake for a few days. I met my parents in Leitchfield and we rented a cabin that needed some serious renovations and a fryin' pan or two, but none-the-less wasn't that bad of an ol' place. We spent 90% of our time on the water and the other times eating or sleeping. It's funny how a 3 day lake "vacation" can bring a family closer together. I've always been extremely close with my family, and the relationships have only gotten stronger since I have come to college, but something about this weekend just reminded me of how absolutely blessed I am and how incredible my mom, dad, and sister (though I don't tell her enough) really are.

I spent hours in front of my computer with Jessica and my dog Stella taking goofy pictures (there was no internet) and making memories in a new place that we had never been before. We both laughed until we cried and joked like we never had before. The older we are getting (she will be 18 in October) the more she doesn't drive me crazy, and I'm sure that probably goes both ways. I know I'll keep those pictures forever and I'll never forget our first trip to this lake.

Another event the entire family took place in that I haven't done since I was in Girl Scouts is making s'mores. My dad is a pyro and absolutely loves to build fires and burn anything that says flammable on it, so naturally, as soon as we got off the lake and back to the cabin he had the charcoal grill going for the burgers and a fire-pit ready to roast marshmallows, all before the sun could even ponder the thought of heading in for the night. It was one of the best times I've had in awhile. While I was busy making the perfectly toasted marshmallow for my s'more, my sister was busy accidently turning her marshmallows into burnt up meteors. It's probably a type story where it isn't funny unless you're sitting right there while it happens, but it was hilarious watching how bent out of shape she got trying to make a s'more for herself and one to share with my dad. He finally ate her burnt one she made him, probably out of pity but maybe because he does like things extra crisp. We all had sticky fingers and goo all over over mouths but it was fun and we laughed and enjoyed being a family, right there, all together, no internet, no phones that worked, just the stars, a fire, and each other. Just my family.

Family is so important and I don't know what I'd do without them. They keep me sane while, at times, driving me insane all at the same time and for that, I wouldn't trade them for the world. So even though they don't read my blogs, I love them and had an amazing weekend (not to mention the CATS winning made it even better). And I only pray that whoever reads this has the relationship with their families that I have been gracefully given. 

Have a great week and may everything work out the way you want it to, so until next time... 

krj :)

A Divine Conspiracy

I never thought I'd get into this whole blogging thing, but sometimes writing things down can be good for the soul. So, here it goes...

I really can't get over how amazing life is and how blessed that I am. The last few days, I've had a hard time coming to the realization that I'm (offically) a JUNIOR in college. Where has my life gone? What happened to the life where there were no bills or any obligations to attend to? When did this all happen??  Here lately, all I've wanted to do is stop, breathe, take it all in, and enjoy being exactly where I'm supposed to be in this life I've been given. Which is funny in a way, because most of my teen years were spent wishing I could grow up just a little bit faster than what was allowed. People always say, "don't grow up too fast" and I've finally come to a point where I couldn't agree with that saying more. I know I sound like I'm a 60-year-old woman on my death bed, but I've had to make myself slow down the last couple weeks and enjoy what I have right now, at this very moment, and to just let go and allow my future to fall into place.

School starts tomorrow and I'm so scared it's not even funny. I am so excited to be a nurse one day, but that's not to say that nursing school won't kick my butt a time (or two) on my journey to graduation. I know that without the love and support of my family, the encouraging words from friends, and the crying shoulder I know I'll need from my roommates the journey would not be possible. So, as scared as I may be, I'm along for the ride, and a sweet one I know it will be :)

I'll leave this blog short and sweet. I'm excited to see what tomorrow will bring, so until next time...

krj