It's a good day...so far

So it is a lovely Saturday morning...well it's not exactly morning anymore, and I have yet to get out of bed, granted I haven't been awake that long...my cat is asleep at my feet. My bed is just so comfortable and anybody who has been lucky enough to experience the gloriousness that is my bed will agree with me. I woke up to Vulnerable in my head...so of course I had to listen to it. I have plans later today to go to lunch with my brother Paul, and his fiancee Carrie. It's been a while since I've seen either of them and I am so excited. As for later tonight I don't know what I'm doing yet. Prolly get some friends together, watch a movie or play wii or ping-pong or something. Aside from the puncture wound on my foot that itches like crazy, all is good!
Wow... I just got a phone call from a lady from a facial place, and my amazing friend Bailey picked me to go along with her on a facial deal. I love my friends.

Here is something I wrote, I hope you like it:
You never know how much people mean to you until they leave. You never know how much you appreciate the things you have, until they're taken away. Too many times in our lives, we think about what we want, instead of what we are blessed to have. As simple as carpet to walk on. We don't see the people scraping just to get by. We don't see the ones who were pulled from their families. We don't pay attention to advice that's given to us, until we're already in the hole. It's not about how many breaths you take: it's about how many moments take your breath away. Cherish the moments where time stops, and everything seems perfect. Hold onto the moments where your heart is flying, wrapped in the arms of a loved one. Memorize the small moments, the facial expressions, the smell, the sound of the perfect moments for they will get you through the tough days. Just remember you are loved. By numerous people. And they will stick by you through anything, and protect you if needed. Remember who you are, and how many people actually care about you. If someone doesn't like you, too bad for them. It's their loss. We all have a voice, we all have a message, and we all have ears, so listen, learn, and give back.

Intro/About Me

Alright, welcome welcome. Odds are I will be updating this thing very often, because I'm working for my parents at their office-and my job is sitting at a computer. It's not a hard job, it gets old and boring fast. But hey-at least I get paid for it right? I manage to keep myself entertained with Facebook, YouTube, occasionally Myspace...So, I guess I'll start out with a little intro about me (not like you need it or anything...)
As you know, my name is Stacy Jo. I used to not like my name but now I love it. Youngest of three, one brother, one sister. They are the best siblings and I love them both. My favorite color is green. I am an Irish Step Dancer and it is so much fun! I adore laughing and pictures. I write a lot so some of that will be posted on here as well. Music is a huge staple in my life, I relate to it very well. All the songs on my play list have a special meaning to me. Either dedicated to me, an event/evening, or just remind me of someone/something. My friends are my saving grace. Without them I wouldn't be where I am, and I wouldn't be who I am today. I eat colored candy (M&M's, Skittles, etc) two at a time by the same color. I don't eat the crust on pop-tarts. I love juice and root beer (not together though). Anywho, as I post more, you'll get to know more about me and what endeavors I face going through this thing we call life.

Who Knew

Holy crap, who knew that coming up with a single title to name my blog would be so mind-stretching. I tried to think of something creative that fits all of me. I originally thought of "So She Dances" because I love dancing, and the song by the uber fabulous Josh Groban is one of my dear favorites. Then I thought of "Dancing Through Life" (Wicked) but somehow those didn't seem to encompass all of me, just a part of it. Sure it covers dancing and music, but those aspects are only part of what makes me, me. So then I thought of an onion. Yes...an onion. Onions have lots of layers to them-as do I. But seriously--an onion? Now that's just doesn't sound very appealing! "An Onion Dancing Through Life" Sure, it's funny, but come on, an onion? Surely I could do better than that. So then I started thinking of things with layers---lasagna, the earth, lettuce heads, rainbow jello...then it hit me. A Rose. Roses have layers (kinda), they're pretty (I like to think I am sometimes), they are versatile, delicate, make people feel good and loved..so there ya go. And I'm Irish and it means a lot to me. There's a traditional Irish song called "My Wild Irish Rose". So, "A Wild Irish Rose Dancing Through Life" is the title of this blog. Who knew it could hold so much meaning.