All of My Brothers Are Big....... DORKS!!!!

My brothers love anything comic bookey (not a word I know) or old school cartoons I hear about it all the time. Don't get me wrong I don't mind I actually enjoy comic book movies and old school cartoons but there is something wrong when my 2 year old nephew corrects me. Here I'll explain: Beau is over at my house and he love loves Battan (Batman), Transformers, He-Man and Thundercats. His dad loves it, he doesn't have to fight with Beau to watch HIS cartoons. Anyways, back to the story, Beau walks around saying things like nana Battan and for some reason I said "Thundercats Power!!" which apparently is wrong and I know that but I couldn't remember what it actually was and Beau is 2!!! But being 2 doesn't mean that your not smarter than your aunt. He looks up at me with his little scowl (he has the best one I've see, even better than Crisco's hehe) and says with disgust "Thundercats HO". I will not be getting that wrong again. Needless to say he made ALL of my brothers proud that day and his aunt well she needs to brush up on her cartoons. Why am I telling you all this well my New Years Resolution is to not be outsmarted by a 2 year old.... Ya I know it probably wont last that long but no one's ever really does RIGHT??? Just for Fun here is a couple pictures of my favorite little bugger..... This is him in my car, he didn't want to listen to my music he wanted to listen to "Beau Beau's music" I didn't have any of his so he said "No music" I said no and he covered his ears and sang his own song..... He sure does have a mind of his own.... Oh and notice the Battan shirt

We made a block house and he is being a cheeser....

Anyways, HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!! I hope you all have the best year yet and that you too can keep your New Year's Resolutions.... I'm not so hopeful but who knows maybe I can make it a whole year.....:~)

This & That

Wow its been eons!!! Sorry for the delay... You would think since I didn't have a full time job I'd be on here everyday but its funny how I find things to do so I don't have time to do anything really. Doesn't make sense to you, me either. So a quick update I work part time at a High School with the Resource department... not the dream job but it works for now. Crys went back to school...she's kind of a nerd (pst.. I didn't say that). She'll be done in no time. I don't really have anything important except funny things that come out of the mouth of a six year old.....and boy is she adorable.

The other day me and Alaura (the six year old) were walking in Wal-Mart and she turned to me and said, "Aunt Char I don't know why you don't have a boyfriend you look cute EVERYDAY!" I said, "well thanks but I don't know."

She then looked at me very seriously and said, "Are you doing your walk?" Now for those of you that haven't heard my niece, she gives me some very good advice on how to catch a boy and this includes a walk where you wave and flip your hair and bat your eyelashes as the boys walk by. According to her this is how you get a boy to propose. Apparently they will by a ring after walking by three times. I know its genius. So I said "Yes" even though that may or may not be true... didn't feel like arguing with her. She then said "Everyday?" with her little skeptical quizzical look of hers and her hands on her hips. I said, "well of course."

Then here comes the ringer she looks a me and says, "your a cute girl but maybe the boys are looking for a rockin' girl and you aren't a rockin' girl. I'm both so I would know." Really I had no idea there was a difference but there is. You may at this point wonder what the difference is...don't worry she told me. "you need to learn to play the guitar, like take a class, that will get the boys or you could by some pink shoes and put glitter on them (apparently she knows shoes in my size don't come already glittered up) or you could by some cowgirl boots those are good. Oh and skinny jeans boys like skinny jeans!"

What I learned is that there is something wrong with society or me that my six year old niece is concerned about me not having a boyfriend and then feels the need to direct me on it... I think I love it. I'll tell you one thing I think I'm going to take up guitar lessons what do you think??

Meet My Big Brother Josh....

This is my big brother Josh



He thinks he is a super hero... shhhhhh don't let him know that he's not. I think he would cry. Other than saving lives and being the best big brother ever (well he's tied for first with Randy) Josh is a fantastic, awesome, Fantabulous, neat-o, wonderful Artist. He set up his blog like a year ago but never put anything on it but finally he is doing his 31 DAYS OF AWESOME!!!!! To kick start everything so go here

http://joshuatreeart.blogspot.com/

To see his amazing art skills and be sure to check it out everyday so you don't miss anything. Oh and you should probably tell your friends... ya he's that good.

Hornado????

Does anyone know what a hornado is??? My mom says they are rampant in the Caribbean during Christmas time. I just am not sure what she meant???? What do you think tornado because they have those in the caribbean or possible hurricane or is it something worse. Or do they happen in the bermuda triangle?? Just food for thought :~)

How much are you worth?????

I turned 28 yesterday! I am officially an old maid. WoooHoooo!!!! Instead of putting old ladies on those cards they are going to plaster my face on them instead, coming to a store near you :~) You would think that that would make me sad especially since I cried last year on my birthday but interestingly enough I didn’t cry I had a great day, even though I had to go to the doctor. You may ask why? Don’t worry I did too but I have been thinking, I know scary. I have thought about a persons worth. I have been worried about the fact that I am not married, I have no kids but I always had work to show my worth or I thought that was how you determined how valuable you were to society. Well I no longer have a job so worth has been a hard concept to swallow. I thought I am going to be 28 and not married, no kids, no job, and now due to recent events no car. Where is my worth? I didn’t know for awhile and I have been stuck in a rut trying to pull myself out and yesterday it hit me. Life is not about whether you have a job, how much money you have, or if your married and have kids. Don’t get me wrong I would like to find me a handsome husband and I definitely want kids but I am not worthless because I don’t have those things. That is what the world wants to tell me. I am still a person with thoughts, feelings, emotions, and I still have something to offer. I don’t need to have a label to be someone and I don’t need anyone to tell me what my worth is, I determine that… not you!!!!!

I’ve realized my friends and family do not judge my worth based on those things. They love me for me. My family is amazing. And we may be loud and obnoxious, talk over each other, we may fight or should I say we do fight, we certainly yell, and there is always plenty of rough housing but we love each other. I couldn’t tell you anyone I would rather spend time with than my family. They drive me absolutely crazy but life is never boring. We like to hang out with each other and I see most of them more than once a week. Except Davin and Jordy there like the phantoms you never know when they are going to show up. Kind of wish they would show up more.

I have the best parents in the world. They would do anything for anyone. They would go without so you could have what you needed. I know that if I ever need anything my dad would be there even if it was one in the morning and he had to drive an hour to help you and an hour back just to make sure your okay. I can talk to him about anything and know he will always try to help me with whatever. He lets me make my mistakes and helps me learn from them. My mom is the funniest woman on the face of the planet and even though she lives in an entirely different world she tries to understand yours and help you muddle through and find your way. If you have an ailment she is your woman. I can always call her and know she will have advice or at least a listening ear. My parents have taught me to love everyone and be myself.

Life is about the moments and the people you share them with. It’s what you make it. It’s that simple. It’s playing games until your mom wins, its playing name that tune on long car rides, it’s laughing uncontrollably because someone said something completely wrong, its sitting around a bon fire making s’mores and telling stories, its my niece telling me she loves me randomly and that I make the best eggs in the world, its my nephew calling me car (cuz he can’t say my name yet) and saying happy to me all day because its my birthday, its their little giggles, its watching Jane Austin movies with Crys, discussing paranormal with Josh, its talking to Randy and going to his Sunday dinners, its Jordy calling me just to talk, its Davin calling me to tell me that he is letting me borrow his gun and telling me its not cuz he loves me or nuthin’ its cuz he doesn’t want me murdered because then he would have to hurt someone, its Cade calling me just to talk and then he just sits on the phone and his little laugh.

I guess what I’m trying to say is I have people in my life who love me for me and I may not have a job, money, car, a husband, or children but that is not who I am. Those things don’t define me, I do. I don’t need the world telling me who I am and who I am not. You define who you are. Quite letting others make those decisions because there is too much at stake. Live your life and don’t miss out on the little things because when your standing before God on judgment day, you wont have any of those things all you will have is your heart and your memories. Make sure you have good memories and stitches in your heart to show you lived. From now on I will live from moment to moment, good or bad because those are the things that make up who we are. Are you using your time wisely?

Poem for Davin

I know it's been awhile I lost my job and was in a car accident but hopefully I'll update this a bit more now. Instead of talking about the many crazy things that have been going on I thought I would share a poem I wrote for my brother Davin. He is a great guy but has some trials that are hard for many people to understand but maybe this poem will help. He is smart and funny and most of all I love him despite the fact he is a pain in my butt most days.

I see your face
I look into your eyes
And somewhere in there
The person I know resides
There are glimpses, moments
Where the real you shines
The person you once were
Isn't locked up, deep inside
Other times I see
A person who on the outside
In every shape and design
Looks like you to me
But deep down inside
Isn't someone I recognize
I see the pain, the anguish
Take over your whole body
Till you become the one
The one I can't descry
You spew hate, anger
And horrible things
Hoping to hurt, damage
Anyone in your path
Even the ones, the ones that care
To make them feel
The torture that flows
Through your very soul
In hopes that they just might
Understand you, your agony
That they will know
The things that fill your mind
The torment and hurt
That are your constant abettors
Things I can't possibly comprehend
Then for a brief moment
You come back to me
In these tiny flashes
That makes me smile
They give a person courage
To go the extra mile
I sometimes wish and pray
Things were the same
That we could go back
That you could find yourself
That it isn't too late
But there is something
Something I completely know
That this hurt, this pain
That you and I encounter
Are worth it, in the very end
One day, in a place not far away
You will be you again
Where all your worries
and all my tears will dissipate
Never to be seen again
This is the hope I hold on to
That we can be unbroken
In a place I call Heaven

Charlotte L. Bostwick

Beers Equivalent....

I went bowling with some friends Friday night after a horrible date.... Horrible I tell you... bowling definately cheered me up :~) There was a group of people next to us and they were drinking and well one girl was a little more inebriated than the rest and we had a conversation......

I just got a strike

Drunk Girl: High Five
Me: Thanks
DG: You want some beer
Me: I don't drink but thanks
DG: Do any of yous drink?
Me: Ya one of my friends drinks
DG: Well if your not all goin' to drink none of yous can drink?
Me: Umm okay thats fine
DG: So whats your equivalent
Me: huh????
DG: Like whats your equivalent to drinking, uhh you know?
Me: (Looking at this lady like she's CRAZY) ummm
DG: Like no offense, I don't mean to be you know but is it like um Bible Study?
ME: (Stifling laugh) no I would say it's probably Diet Coke
DG: Uhhh (Blank Stare)

...........Then later that evening she proceeded to spill beer all over my shoes and purse. I guess I could be grateful it wasn't puke right?? She said she hated my friend because she is a skinny bitch that doesn't have the love handles.... I bet that is why when this same friend went to the bathroom she bowled for her. That's what you get for being skinny. My other friend and I didn't know what to do so we let her bowl. The good news though is the drunk girl after hours of drinking was able to get my friend a spare :~) I think I like living here at least there is never a dull moment right?