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I got a new Twitter account.

It's still private, so you'll have to request me :)

@FlavorBlueMama

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fix you.

Tears stream down on your face

When you lose something you cannot replace

Tears stream down on your face

And I...

Tears stream down on your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down on your face
And I...

I have a habit of playing songs on repeat when I'm really into them.

And right now, I'm really, really, into this song.

Why do I love it so much?

This line says it best: When you're too in love to let it go.

<3

blue isn't a flavor.

Okay, I know technically blue isn't a flavor.

But, it kind of is. ;)

I mean, slurpees and slushies are definitely blue flavored. So are airheads, and other yummy candies.

But.

Moving on....

The Flavor Blue is kind of two sided for me. 

It explains my life perfectly! As the mama of two boys, I definitely have a life full of the flavor blue. And a whole lot of blue at that.

But, it's more than that. 

It's something that genuinely makes me smile when I think about it. It's kind of an inside joke with someone insanely important to me. But it's become so much more to me than that. It represents something so much more than a "yes it is" "no it isn't" battle. It represents someone.

Either way you look at the flavor blue, it's a huge part of my life...now and forever.

So whether you believe blue is a flavor or not...

Welcome to The Flavor Blue.

Hold on, it's kind of a crazy ride.

But I wouldn't change any of it.

yay!

I'm back to regular blogging. :)

With a new pretty blog.

Big shoutout to Mama in Motion for helping me out so much.

There will be a post about the name I chose for this blog and why.

But for now, welcome to The Flavor Blue. :D

happy fathers day.

Happy Father's Day

to all the Daddies out there.

And to all the Mamas who

are Mama and Daddy everyday.

10.

10. A relationship doesn't 

need to fit into a certain

category to mean something.

number nine.

I really like these little lessons for my boys. And even more, I like when I think of one I could apply to my everyday life. The lessons were  meant to teach the boys something, but in reality, they're kind of teaching me something too.

All of them hold a special place in my heart. Every one.

But number nine is important.

"People will always remember how you made them feel."

That's true.

Amongst the bad, amongst the not so great, amongst the sad, amongst the happy.

People will always remember how you made them feel inside.

How you made them feel when you tried to right your wrongs.

How you made them feel when you put them first.

How you made them feel when you said some not so nice stuff.

People will never forget the way you made them feel.

That feeling.

Deep inside.

The one you can't let go of.

The one I can't let go of.

I'll never forget it.