Friday, May 06, 2011
Today is a great day for me! I just realized how far I've come by the rule of "sweet-tooth" measuring.
For my entire life I have had a sweet tooth that would not quit! If there was a pecan carmel roll I'd be down my throat real quick. Those were my favorites and I will admit to liking Twinkies, Tigertails, Snowballs, Smores, cookies (any kind, any where, anytime!), and pie, cake, brownies, you name it the gooier the better!
I never thought my sweet tooth would go away and I remember asking a SparkPerson not too long ago if it ever went away. I was going to try something she was doing and she had noticed that her sweet tooth wasn't as active as it once was. But she said she still had that sweet tooth so I didn't go with the plan she was working on. But I remember bemoaning the fact that the ol' sweet tooth was going to be with me forever so learn how to deal with it, say no, and move on!
Today, we were shopping and we came upon the Day-Old-Bread-and-get-rid-of-it-quick-and-
cheap trolley. Usually it is full of breads of various flavors and descriptions and I wanted to get a long "french" loaf for making garlic cheese bread and freezing it. While wading through several loaves, my husband pulled out a package of 4 cinnamon rolls buried under white frosting of some sort. I almost gagged and I realized that I had come a long way by measure of sweet tooth ruler. To turn my nose up at a sweet was something I never thought I would do or be blessed with. It happened today and I was so happy. Thanks SparkPeople for making the path and showing us the way. Thanks SparkFriends for being there for me and wow! I can turn away from the sweets! Thanks God!
Wednesday, May 04, 2011
Today I awoke feeling not real peppy or very good. I haven't felt this way for quite awhile and I don't know why I felt so much like crap! I wasn't happy about anything and I just didn't feel "good". The longer I sat here feeling like I wish I could go get rid of the feeling, the worse it got! Finally, my DH made me toast, no coffee, and after I ate the toast with peanut butter, I went back to bed. I had awaken at 3:47am. Probably why I was feeling like crap!
Anyway, before he left an hour and a half after I went back to bed, I got to wave him off, as usual, and then stayed up and got busy. I think I have completed more stuff this morning than usual. I got rid of the crappy feeling and while I haven't done my usual exercises yet, I feel a lot better about life. Even though this is a real bad month for us financially, we are refusing to fall into the squabbles and tense battles that usually come with financial difficulties.
Currently, we are doing the best we can. I keep trying to put at least $1.00 away every week, but it doesn't always work, except to strengthen my habit of stashing $1.00 every week. But I'm at a point that I don't care if I can only stash $0.01 a week, it's better than nothing.
True, it won't get us anywhere and my DH has been sorely disappointed for a couple of years now, but I actually feel better about something I've been trying to learn so I could pass tests and "go live" and get paid for what I'm doing, than I have since the day I first got into it.
At any rate, I am feeling better than I was and I know I can go on. It's funny how the day can start out sour and somehow resolve into something on the sweeter side. It has to have been sleep. There was no other explaination for it. I really felt down.
I know I fight depression all the time. I used to take meds fo rit, but I reached a point where the doctor said I didn't need them anymore and I had learned how to fight the feelings of depression and I still read articles regarding depression - as it never really goes away, it just gets manageable. But this morning I felt so rotten. I was wishing it were all over. Whatever was going to happen, would just happen. It didn't - there's no easy way to get past the deplorable condition our country is in except to work at it. TG we are a working class of people, mostly, hardworking, honest people that are willing to work to make our world, if not those around us, better off.
I have donated to causes right and left and there have been times in the past where the money was more plentiful than it is now and I would donate time and work to a cause, and I just did it again, last month, but depression hides and then pops out when you least expect it. I never really realized how sleep effects it though, until today.
Okay. Long enough - I could keep going, but it's time to stop.
Keep Sparkling friends! Happy Cinco de Mayo tomorrow!
Thursday, April 28, 2011
This episode was a great one and I think one of the last ones for the current season. It was of the Whaley House in San Diego CA and the Florida Muck-Monster. They had only one submission that was tabled for later after some more information could be obtained and it was about a Fairy at a bon fire. Devin suggested that it was a lens flare and I had to agree with him, besides they had already shown clips of the Florida Muck-Monster and the Whaley house and the six of them had already picked which ones they wanted to go an investigate so it was pretty sure that the Bon Fire Fairy was going to be left out.
They did the Whaley house first, Bill (lead scientist), Austin (former stuntman), and Chi-Lan all took off for San Diego Old Town and the Whaley House. I thought they did an excellant job of hunting down information without dragging it out to a history lesson of California vs Mexico or San Diego vs San Francisco - well done guys. In the end, you learned about the house and the grounds and why the place is haunted. It is now a museum and the place is actually restored to its original charm. There is a small house next to it that houses the museum gift shop and you can read about it on the web. It too was restored to it's original splendor after being moved from New Town years ago, dropped on the ground without foundation (because it was temporary) and finally picked up, placed on a foundation and restored. It is definately a small 2-story bungalow but would fit a couple or single very well. Unfortunately, the shop needs twice the room, but that's a different site and story. So the Whaley House seems to have Mr. Whaley still living there. He appears, from pictures, to be a very nice man. However, I took an instant dislike to his character after reading about him, in which he took a 5 year sabaticle from his wife and five children (perhaps only three at that time) when he traveled back to New York to settle his fathers estate. His father had died 37 years prior and he leaves his family destitute for five years while he goes back to New York? Then he returns, but not to wife and children in San Diego, but to San Francisco where he looks for work. Huh? The man was an entrepaneure from his teenaged years, what is he doing in San Francisco? What do they call it when a middle aged man goes off on what seems to be some ridiculous adventure? Yes, well, maybe I'm being harsh but it also seems strange that two of his businesses were mysteriously arson fired to the ground at times when he seemed desperate to make a change. Maybe he's stuck in his old house to learn how to stay home?
The Florida Muck Monster was also an interesting one. Turns out it isn't a monster - like Nessy or Champy but mistaken identity. You'll have to tune into the show, website or the thread to find out what it is. Being in Florida, this was of great importance to me. It apparently, has put the small town of Jupiter on the map and they are making a great selling out of it. Tee-shirts, souvineres, etc. Northerner's, please note: The water in Florida is shallow in most places at most times of the year. I was dieing to get a boat when we got here, but after checking things out, we decided it was way too shallow to deal with. Coming from Seattle where Puget Sound and the lakes were quite deep, I could not handle the idea of running aground, correction - amuck in the muckiness here in Florida so no boat.
I hope you enjoyed this adventure of mine. I had fun writing it.
Lights and geopods off!
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
One bad news day, quickly followed one great news day! That's what I like to see. I don't mind a bad news day once in a blue moon, but I sure like them followed quickly by the good news deays.
So, as the song goes, there is nothing left to do but "pick yourself up, dust yourself off, and start all over again!" (Goads)
Thanks, SparkFriends for all your encouragement when I cried about the bad news day. I'm okay.
Have a Sparkling day, everyone!
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Did you ever feel like - Those who stuffith, puffith? Today was that day for me. I got some bad news and immediately wanted to binge on gooie food. I haven't done that in years. But then again, I haven't had any bad news in years, so I guess I haven't learned as much as I thought, or evolved as much as I thought. Do the bad habits ever go away, totally? Can you really not change?
I have been told so many times in my life that people don't change. I've always said, "but they can." I have proven it many times by myself alone. But this just baffles me.
So I'll stop grumbling and get back on the trail again. I can do this because I know I can.
Have a grand one, evreyone!
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