When You Were

It's funny how a song can not only speak to your heart (and mind), but can speak differently to different people. 

For instance, there's a new song I've heard half a dozen times and the more I listened, the more it just really related to a situation from my past, but I listen from a different perspective than the musician sings from.

The actual lyrics are, "I hope he buys you flowers. I hope he holds your hand, Give you all his hours,
When he has the chance. Take you to every party, 'Cause I remember how much you loved to dance,
Do all the things I should have done, When I was your man."

Except when I hear it, I can't help but thinking it could easily change just a couple of words and dedicate to those girls that come into your ex's life once your time has expired as a couple. And not the fall by the wayside ex, the one that treated you like complete trash yet treats the next girl like a queen.

"I hope he buys you flowers. I hope he holds your hand, Give you all his hours,
When he has the chance. Take you to every party, 'Cause I remember how much you loved to dance,

Do all the things he should have done, When he was my man."

Treasure and respect her while you can before she wakes up and realizes she deserves better.

I am an addict...

I am an addict.

I don't have track marks on my arms. I don't have bloodshot eyes. I don't drink alcohol. I don't have slurred speech. I don't have a face that shows meth usage. I don't have glazed eyes...unless I've been eating doughnuts. 

I am a food addict.

Food addicts hide their addiction. We let it define us. We become obsessed with food, crash diets, exercise, any thing we think might change our ways. Just as a recovering alcoholic can not have 'just one beer', food addicts can't have just one bowl of spaghetti and go back to clean eating without repercussions. I know some of you are reading this and balking at this claim, that a person could be ADDICTED to food. Ha, it's FOOD, duh, we need it to LIVE. Yes, we do. However, food addicts don't stop at survival eating, we eat emotionally. Oh, you got engaged, let's have cupcakes at work. Ooo, you're pregnant, congrats, let's have a baby shower and eat mints and cookies and those little sandwiches cut out in shapes. I'm so sorry, you're great aunt passed away, I'll bring over a bucket of chicken. We eat when we celebrate and we eat when we mourn. Now you might be saying, but Cris, I only seen you eat one cupcake at that baby shower. Well, I'm here to confess that what you DIDN'T see was the double cheeseburger, large fries and large sweet tea I had in the parking lot in my car before I came in. You didn't see those cookies I snuck in the bathroom either. And since I'm so good at my addiction, you missed the plate I took with me covered in foil for my sweetheart since he couldn't make it. 

Tonight, I began a journey to treat and eliminate my addiction. I went to my first Food Addicts meeting and I took a pledge to change my life.

I AM an addict, but I'm also a friend, a daughter, a girlfriend, a sister. My addiction no longer defines me and controls me. I'm the girl that always smiles, even when I'm sad. I look great in a pair of bootcut jeans and cowboy boots. I have long, natural curly, natural black hair. I have eyes that change colors. I have eyebrows that are always perfectly manicured. I appear perfect from the outside in most terms. I have a multitude of friends that love me unconditionally. I never meet a stranger.

I am an addict.

Those Eyes...

Two years ago yesterday (8/14), I had spent the whole weekend cleaning my house and getting it all put together with the help of my parents after my marriage ended abruptly. It was night time and I was tired and just wanted to lay down and cry because life had yet again not followed the planned path and took the woods and made a path where there wasn't one. A friend of mine called and insisted that I meet them at Hooter's and just hang out because I didn't need to be alone. I said "I look like hell, but I'll come out for a bit." Unbeknownst to anyone in attendance that night, it would become the night that I look back on and remember with fondness looking into another pair of eyes that reflected the same pain that I had been through. Over the next couple of months, I would find that those eyes held so much pain, fear, hurt, anguish and even tears. In October, we will celebrate two years together. Since that random night two years ago, I've found so much more in those eyes: love, faith, trust, passion, my future, strength, honesty, laughter, amongst many other things. This journey gets better every single moment that I share with him. Blessed beyond measure.

The Random Fact Project

The Random Fact Project

Here goes:

1. Everyone calls me Cris. If I hear someone say Christina, it sometimes doesn't dawn on me that they're speaking to me for a few minutes. I've almost always gone by some nickname from everyone in my life: Monkey (my daddy), George or Cris Bauc (my momma), Christi (my cousins), Crissy Cris (my Keeta), Sister (Ashley), Dorkfish (Tash), Princess (various), the girl in the green VW (good ol' Franklin days), Ladybug or Sunshine (at work) and Lil' Cris (referring to my lack of height).

2. My hair hasn’t been my natural color since I was nine years old. A kid made fun of my premature gray hair on the bus when I was in the third grade and when I came home crying, my mom started dying my hair that very night. It is back to my natural black at the current moment.

3. I, like Barbara Mandrell, was country when country wasn't cool. I have listened to Reba for as long as I literally can remember and had never even heard of Motley Crue until I went to see them in concert with Aerosmith in 2006. I once got in trouble in fifth grade for listening to Salt N Pepa because my dad heard the lyrics to a song that he didn't approve of. My first tattoo: the Dixie Chicks chicken feet.

4. My daddy died when I was 20 in a tragic, freak accident in an 18 wheeler truck in Ogalla, Nebraska. I have never fully accepted it. I still try to call his phone and ride down the road where his house used to be expecting to see his truck in the driveway. When I have bad days, I write letters to and talk to my daddy, because I know he gets the messages.

5. My doxie is like my child and is spoiled as such. Her name is Norma Jean Turkey Baucom, but she goes by NJ for short and yes, she's named after the famous Miss Monroe. She once lived in the woods behind the local theatre for six months before I got her back after she was abandoned after her adoption.

6. I name my vehicles. Current vehicle: 2011 Kia Soul+ more commonly known as Inkie!

7. I am obsessed with all things miniature. It doesn't really matter what it is, as long as it's a smaller version than the standard version, I'm a fan! I have a miniature Tupperware keychain, a mini bottle of Heinz ketchup, a mini cheese grater, a mini Dachshund, amongst TONS of other random things.

8. I love with all my heart. I treasure the lil' things. Listening is the sweetest thing you can do for me. My fave gifts are cards with handwritten messages. The man who owns my heart knows both of these facts and acts on them frequently.  

9. I keep a tube of mascara in my pen cup at work. Mascara is a must have, no matter what. I will go to Walmart in my pajamas, slippers and rollers in my hair, but if I swipe on some mascara, I'm beautiful!

10. I have OCD and get picked on about it quite a bit. If I bake ten fish sticks, I bake 20 tater tots (yes, I count them), b/c I know I eat one tater tot with half of every fish stick. If someone happens to reach for a tater tot, I spaz that I'm going to be off on my calculations. I'm weird, I know.

11. At the tender age of 31 years, 1 month and 16 days, I have had my gallbladder removed, had cervical cancer surgery, been diagnosed diabetic, have a peanut allergy, broken my left foot three times and had surgery twice on my tailbone. The rest of my life should be a breeze.

12. I have been married twice. The first one lasted 2.5 years, the second one just short of 8 months. I don't deal with bullshit and I've learned some hard life lessons through these two marriages. Third time's a charm, right? 

13. I 'grew up' on my Nanny Dot's farm. It was the absolute best days of my life: cooking on fires, feeding cows and pigs, getting chicken eggs, throwing cow poop at each other, catching baby pigs in buckets, fishing with a cane pole, picking blackberries, tasting beer and tomato juice on accident, getting flyswatter whoopings…I hope my kids have as wonderful of memories about their childhoods as I do.

14. My cousin Craig is my absolute favorite and will always be my "Brudder" even if I'm 100 years old. The only guy greater than him in the world was my PawPaw and only because he's older.

15. Since I was a baby, I have picked little cotton balls off of blankets, couches, sweaters, etc. and rolled them between my thumb and pointer fingers until I fall asleep. Currently, there are some on my floor in my room and I need to vacuum. It's a very bad habit that I haven't managed to break in almost 31 years.

16. I am a diehard, win or lose, dedicated for life Tarheels fan. You will never convince me that they aren't the best there is, was or ever will be.

17. I have seventeen tattoos. Most people don't even realize I have any and I'm asked alot if they are real. I've started saying no, just to make people wonder. My funniest tattoo is a turtle humping an army helmet on my left ankle. He is confused and thinks it's another turtle. I have a praying hands tattoo on my left shoulder for my daddy that I got four days after his funeral…it took over four hours and was worth every second.

18. I only eat certain Ranch dressing. I don't like bottled Ranch at all. My mom makes the best Ranch on the planet.

19. I have over one hundred bottles of nail polish, over fifty pairs of shoes and more than thirty hair products at any given time. All of my friends get me to do their nails and toes rather than pay high priced salon prices, but I go to a salon to get mine done. I use an average of five hair products in my hair each day, rather I wear it curly or straight.

20. I have known my two best friends for 9 years and 3 years and they know me better than anyone else and still love me. I think we were seperated at birth. I have known my longest friend since the third grade. He was my first crush and had a rat tail. 

21. I remember the most random things. The first time I met LesALee, she thought I was making fun of her eyeshadow. The first thing I smelled when I woke up from my gall bladder surgery was oranges. Yeah, I know.

22. I read a lot. It doesn't matter what it is really, I'll read it. I love true crime books, but have a hard time with them since my dad died and I have become ridiculously paranoid. I'm currently reading "Sisters" by Kristin Hannah. I sometimes read three or four books at a time. I will carry one in my purse, have one by my bed, one in mom's van and one in the bathroom. I'm a book nerd to the highest power.

23. I am a lil' addicted to MTV reality shows. I've never missed an episode of TM, TM2, 16&P, Jersey Shore or Real World. Thank you God for whoever invented my DVR, because I hated recording on VCR tapes.

24. I always have a camera with me. Not just my cell phone camera either, a full blown camera…ALWAYS. I love pictures and capturing moments that I can never get back.

25. I'm ME. A lot of people think I'm really tough and on top of the world and never have a bad day and that's what I want people to think. I hate to burden people with my sad story or bad day or tear filled moment. I'm very sensitive and cry easily. I laugh at myself to prohibit others from offending me about my insecurities. I'm funny. I'm five years old on the inside. I'm your best friend. I'm your worst enemy. I'm ME.

And a few bonus points, b/c I actually had enough for the 25.

26. I love to write. It is my outlet. My laptop is full of random thoughts and ideas. I blog on my blog spot. Some of my stuff is private and I keep it to myself, but writing has helped my temper a lot!

27. Growing up, my mom and I were poor. Not just couldn't buy name brand stuff poor, but she could feed me but not herself poor. My mom is a very strong woman and even though she worked three jobs, we were still barely making it. I am a better person today because of the things I have been through in my childhood. I appreciate EVERYTHING.

28. The first song I slow danced to was "Twisted" by Keith Sweat at 9th grade prom (it was with the guy with the rat tail…LOL). The first song I couple skated to was "Don't Take the Girl" the summer after sixth grade with Derick Fowler. The first CD I ever bought was "Dookie" by Greenday.

29. I have never missed an episode of 90210, Dawson's Creek or The OC. I used to go to College Night at Café late every single Wednesday because that is the night my shows come on.

30. I hate wearing dress clothes and feel like a child playing dress up when I have to because I'm so short and look about fifteen on an everyday basis. I hate that I look so young. My mom says I will appreciate it one day.