Wednesday, February 29, 2012
For the first time in 18 years, I will be working full time and then some beginning tomorrow. I have mixed emotions . . . I guess this was always the plan when our children got older and really did not have to have me home. But I am going to miss having my freedom to goof off. Does that make me sound selfish?
Saturday, February 18, 2012
My girlfriends and I are planning our first weekend of the year. I am so excited. Each weekend has three essential elements: Wine, chocolate and pedicures. We congregate at my high school BFF's house and do absolutely nothing for a weekend.
The best part is the all night talking session on the back porch. We put on an 80's mix of rock and country (you can guess who the rocker is!) and open up the wine and laugh, cry, gossip, truth, dare, you name it until the earliest hours of the morn. Then we gripe and complain, but still get ready, and go to church and enjoy communion, worship and a quiet Bible study. Before we leave, my BFF's M-I-L asks to see our toes to evaluate our latest weekend's success. We have our pedicures on Saturday afternoon so the toes are ready to be viewed on Sunday.
I learn so much about myself in these weekends.
We usually get 2-3 of these per year but in 2011 we only got 1. All three of us emailed at the same time last week with one question - "When are we getting together?"
I am counting down the 70 days til wine, chocolate, and pedicures!
Thursday, February 09, 2012
My puppy Chico drives us crazy! No that's not a beagle, but it will have to do.
He got off his leash last nite and spent close to two hours running in the trees barking his head off. If you have never heard a beagle on the hunt, it sounds like a dog with his tail caught in the car door. Our poor neighbors have actually called us to express their concerns that he is injured and I have to explain that no that is what beagles do.
So after two hours of his howling, and two hours of my husband walking around half lidded (having taken his sleep medication but unable to lay down until Chico was home), the dog shows up, sits by his pen, and raises his foot to shake - clearly thinking this will throw off the wrath of his owner.
And it did, hubby gave him treats and told him what a smart dog he was for coming home!
Tuesday, February 07, 2012
I have been streaking all over the place I feel no shame. But Friday came and knocked me flat. Followed by Saturday, Sunday, and Monday. Needless to say, I think I lost my fitness streak and I may have to start over.
Even in dire illness, I managed to log in to Spark and drink my 8 glasses of water each day. What can I say, even if I can't run, I can drink healthy, clean water.
Friday, February 03, 2012
This morning I joined the Valentine's challenge for the Texas Team. I just decided to randomly send valentine goodies to get to know a few more people. It was kind of fun.
Also, I took the time to answer a message board question with some seriousness. What is a non-weight goal that I have this year? I would like to work on writing. Seven years ago I started college to become a writer, not just any kind of writer, but a writer for women. I could have never imagined that my life would take the turns that it has, but I can honestly say I think that all of the pain has prepared me to be a better writer.
I asked myself, what has held me back. At first it was the overwhelming responsibilities of two small children, full time school, and part-time job. Also it was the comments of people I truly trusted, like my pastor, who informed me that lots of people think they are gifted to write and teach and many aren't. He also informed me that we would only be using published materials and my thoughts were not needed. Before you hate him, remember, he is just a man. And remember, it is my responsibility to do my thing anyway - no matter what anyone says.
Second, it was experiencing extreme trauma in my marriage. I have focused on sustaining my home and family. As we have moved from a day to day crisis situation where the hours we stayed together were celebrated, to this period of continued healing and health, I can see myself taking the time to go back to what motivated me to go to school in the first place. I wanted to be a great writer and really grasp what I was writing about.
I am giving myself an important Valentine - permission. I give myself permission to pick up the pieces of a dream and begin to make it the reality it is meant to be.
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