My Attachment to Snuff...it's a song

Here is the link to listen:

http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&q=snuff+video+slipknot&aq=0&aqi=g3&aql=&oq=snuff+video+s&gs_rfai

Here is the link to the lyrics:

http://www.metrolyrics.com/snuff-lyrics-slipknot.html

I don't really relate to this song in my personal life...but I just think it's a great song that doesn't get played enough, well, not here in Florida.  And it's amazing to me how songs like that, " I want to be a millionare..." one will get played ooooverrrr and ooooovvveerrr and oooovvveerrr and while it may be catchy and get stunk in your head all day, that doesn't make it decent music.  I wish someone would show this song some radio airtime love!

Expectations and Blue Jeans

I got to thinking about expectations and what that word actually means.  Depending on the scale in which you set them, it can change so many things: a movie, a nice dinner out, the fit of your perfect pair of jeans that you haven't worn in months, a relationship, a trip, an interview, etc.

So what happens when our expectations don't add up..disappointment/frustration...and other words full of heartbreak.  Then, when something happens, that exceeds our expectations...a wonderful feeling emerges that can change your whole outlook on the day, week, month, life.

Knowing what can happen, why is that we sometimes set our expectations extremely too high, setting others up to fail and ultimately disappointing ourselves.  Expectations are always going to be sky high for those we hold closest to our hearts, but they're just human...we as the "expectation holder" are never perfect, why do we ask that in others.

But the down side, always setting low expectations...that's no way to live.  Expecting too little, causes laziness and easy-way-outs.  We think highly of those we love and only want the best out of them.  Expecting not enough, will result in never wanting them to do or be better for you, but mainly themselves.  Why try, when you don't have to, kind of attitude.

Where is the happy medium...is there one? How can I not disappoint and frustrate myself, but still set standards that I believe to be tangible?!?!!?

As a side note, let me explain my reason behind this blog:
My Husband and I were going to meet my grandparents for dinner and a comedy show.  On our drive to the restaurant BJ says: "I hope this buffet is GREAT!" Then I follow with, knowing good and well, there is no such thing as a GREAT buffet..it's a mythical creature.."Lets go with good, that fits better and that way we...you, aren't let down."  We get there and the food isn't terrible, but not great, and slim pickings, which really isn't something you would expect of a buffet.  BJ's little heart was broken.  He didn't know what to do.  I, on the other hand, had expected, simply just food, and therefore wasn't let down. 

Something as small as this....leads to my brain churning all night trying to figure out how to beat the expectation doom, the expectation high is something to live for, but the doom can be devastating.  Yes, disappointment is a part of life, I get it.  But wouldn't it be nice to minimize that, by just assessing the situation and setting realistic expectations for that particular scenario or person, whether they are set high or low, just the perfect fit...like blue jeans.  I know it, I can say it...well, type it, but I struggle to put it into practice....and after all practice makes perfect!!!

Football Season

Oh, football season...which means, fall is just right around the corner, the perfectly chilled weather and beautiful colors of the leaves changing.

The part of the year boys love and girls loath...well, most.  Don't get me wrong, any excuse to have friends over, drink a few beers and eat nachos,wings, and hot dogs is a good thing to me.  All the men crowd around the TV, the women gossip in the kitchen while preparing the treats.  Oh, and my favorite....the beer run that always happens right when the burgers come off the grill and the ladies always have to go, b/c the "game is just about to start, baby, please!"  

So in honor of trying to get into it all, I've posted this in Tampa Bay Bucs colors and even I have been watching my fair share of ESPN.

If you can't beat 'em, join 'em!

Two Heros are Better than One!

I absolutely have to have this shirt.

Ok..Background Info Needed:

My Husbands name is Bruce Wayne...nananana Batman and of course, I'm Robyn...there for we are Batman and Robyn.

Yes, I know the shirt has two men on it..but anyone who knows us will totally "get it"!

http://www.superherostuff.com/

My Birthday Month

Something started by my parents at an early age that has created a dread amongst friends and married family. 

When I open my eyes on September 1st, I expect a very jolly "Happy Birthday Month" from my husband.  He failed this morning..but by 9am he remembered and made a big deal out of it.

No presents are necessarily expected, well not anymore, now that my own bank account buys my gifts.  Just a nice gesture here and there.."where do YOU want to go for dinner...b/c it's your bday month!"  You know, things like that.

So to all my Follow September Birthers....HAPPY BIRTHDAY MONTH!!! 
*use it in a sentence today