Little Miss Sunshine

5 Mar
little miss sunshine

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This is kind of a weird thing to say, but it seems that I’ve gotten quite a reputation for being nice.

I’ve noticed that my fellow bloggy friends talk about me being nice when they send people over to check out my blog. Even on Facebook I get these super cool comments implying that I’m a sweetheart.

And I totally appreciate it, but I feel like I’m living a bit of a lie.

So, I need to come out of the closet…

And say that I’m not really nice all the time.

Now don’t look at me like that, all puppy-dog eyes like I’ve told you that there isn’t an Easter Bunny (which I would NEVER say because that little bunny brings me PEEPS!). It’s true.

Sometimes I scream at other drivers when they cut in front of me, especially if they drove up the exit only lane in order to pass a half mile of traffic. I’m pretty innovative with my cursing but the F-word typically makes an appearance.

On days that my 1 year old is being particularly challenging, I don’t always handle it perfectly. Sometimes I cry, other times I put him in his crib and walk away for a minute. I’m not superwoman and I’m not supermom. These are the days that my husband may get a text that says simply, “TAG OUT!!!”

little miss scary

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I get super jealous of other people who seem to get things so easily. I try so hard not to be jealous and spiteful, but sometimes other people’s success just feels like they’re sticking their tongue out at me and saying “Neiner, neiner, NEINER!”

When I’m around a group of people that I don’t know (or don’t know well), I clam up. It may look like I’m being bitchy or snobbish, but in actuality I’m just super shy in new groups. And old groups. And, well groups. But once I get over my initial sporadic shyness I’m a total ham.

Oh and if you’ve heard me say something like, “Oh I don’t care how quickly Jack walks/talks/whatever, I just want him to develop at his own pace.” I mean it at the time. But at other times I totally want him to TROUNCE your kid by walking/talking/whatever way better and way faster.

So yes, I am nice most the time. And I tend to spin things toward the positive side of thinking instead of dwelling on the crappy side of things. But I also have a side of me that it kind of mean and nasty.

Everyone does, right?

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6 Responses to “Little Miss Sunshine”

  1. Words for Worms March 5, 2013 at 2:33 pm #

    Woah. Dude. Joules is a HUMAN. With FEELINGS. Silly Joules. We know this. These aren’t confessions, they’re human emotions. And road rage? I swear the most in the car!

    • JoulesDellinger March 5, 2013 at 2:36 pm #

      YOU swear? REALLY?! You really are the sister from another mother and father that I never had, but now do. Um. Yeah.

      • Words for Worms March 5, 2013 at 2:39 pm #

        OMG, I drop F bombs in the car like a boss. It’s ridiculous. I’m the ragiest driver. Also a really intense car singer, so people probably can’t tell the difference.

  2. Sarcastic Nanny March 5, 2013 at 2:51 pm #

    You’re doing perfectly fine! Nothing wrong with putting baby in a crib and walking away, you’re putting them in the safest place possible.

  3. Quirky Chrissy March 5, 2013 at 4:25 pm #

    Hahahaha! People usually think I’m super sweet and nice…even though I swear a whole lot on my blog. And really, I’ve got oodles of yelling screaming rage built up inside me…that ALWAYS comes out when I drive. It’s perfectly normal. 🙂

  4. Ashley F March 5, 2013 at 4:36 pm #

    I hate being labled as the nice girl. I mean yes, I’d like to think of myself as a nice person but I feel like it makes me feel that much guiltier when I break out and spaz on some idiot. Like nice girls don’t do stuff like that!

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