Friday, June 24, 2011
A picture of something you wish you could change.
Something I wish I could change? You mean other than my life? LOL
For starters, I wish I could change my financial situation... which would change my living situation because I could own my own home again instead of living in government subsidized housing; I would have enough money for food, I wouldn't have to use coupons if I didn't want to. I could go get a hair cut and not feel guilty about spending the money. I could buy food and not feel guilty that I'm not spending it on bills. I could go to a movie. I could buy new books instead of looking for free books, or once a year or so treating myself to a used one. I could afford to start dating. I could buy my first car... finally!!! I could afford to give as much to the church as I would like... and I could go on and on.
I would also like to change things about my personality. I would like to be the me that I am on the inside... the one I've always been in there; that the world has yet to see.
I'd like to change the clock that I have on the wall. It's brass. It bothers me now. I don't like brass anymore.
I'd like to change winter. It's wayyyy to cold and has wayyyy too much snow.
But outside of all that, I'd settle for changing my belly. I've lost so much weight and I still feel like my belly is huge. It's not... most of the time in my eyes it looks like it is. It can get super bloated now and then (thanks to perimenopause, which I'd also like to change)... so bloated that I've taken pics of myself and I look like I'm pregnant. It's horrible. It's very hard to cover that with clothing. But thankfully it's not always like that and it can disappear as fast as it appears. I'd like to take that belly weight and push it up into my boobs. I used to have a flat belly and big boobs.... exactly how I like it. It's reversed now. I don't like that. But I am blessed that I'm no longer way over 200 lbs. Now I'm a more realistic number. God is good.
All of this is stuff I'd like to change... but truthfully... if I don't get to change it, I won't be overly bothered by it. Comme ci comme ca!
Well, since this a photo blog series, I have to put a photo on here... but I'm not about to post the photo of my big belly that I took looking in the mirror. LOL Here's the belly I would like to have. I could post a photo of the boobs I used to have or would like to have... but I think I'll spare you that. LOL
Friday, June 24, 2011
Topics of the day:
A picture of your favorite book & why it is your favorite.
A picture of what is in your bag
There is a long list of books that I love. Any one of them could be my favorite. For example "Getting Through What You're Going Through" by Robert A. Schuller is one that helped me over a major hurdle in my life... my divorce. For years afterward I went through guilt of being a divorced woman. I don't believe in divorce. I still don't even though I am divorced. As a Christian I feel guilty about that. For years I read what the bible says and I didn't know how to get past it. Robert Schuller's book taught me that it is OK, under certain circumstances, to be divorced. My situation fell into that category.
Then there are my favorite Interior Decorating books... and I have a LOT of them. I also very much love books on Healthy Living.
My favorite though, I guess is not surprise to most; is my bible. It answers every question I have. It guides me through life. It gives me hope. I cannot function without it.
OK... next topic... my purse. Mine has the typical stuff that most women have... a wallet, lipstick, a coupon folder, hair brush, a small crucifix , a mirror compact, pens, credit cards, bank cards, library card, awards cards, ID, MP3 player, cell phone, water bottle, day-timer, the latest book I'm reading, grocery list, laminated bible-verse cards on a ring, business cards, manicure set, maxi pad, chap stick, and eye liner pencils... and now and then if you dig deep enough you might even find some money. LOL
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Today's Topic: A picture of something you wish you were better at
No doubt most of us have a whole list of things we wish we were better at. For me this includes everything from Singing to doing Forgiveness.
The thing that came to my mind first, though, as I read what today's topic is to be about; was that I wish I were a more outgoing person. The person that I am, that I see in my dreams; that I am in the world inside my head; is the life of the party. But in real life nothing could be further from the truth. No one, not even my family, has ever in my whole life seen the person that I am inside. Nothing about me is like the person my heart longs to be. The world knows me as a quiet, shy, person... friendly, a 'good girl', and though I truly don't see it I get lots of compliments on how I look.
In my dreams, I am the life of the party. I am a person who seems to attract other people. In my dreams I always seem to have an entourage of friends following me. I get phone calls from everyone day and night. I get lots of invites to all sorts of things. I'm the first person all my friends call when the want to do anything, or when they need advice, or a shoulder to cry on. I have a great life... a husband, a home, kids, a circle of friends. I do lots of community work, I have a great career that I am very good at. I'm a free spirit.
Am I the only one like this? Am I the only one who is opposite on the outside from what they are on the inside? How do I change that? Is it too late? What will others think?
I wish I was better at being me.
Monday, June 20, 2011
Today's topic: A photo of somewhere you would like to travel.
Well, there's no need for me to stop and think about this one. Hands down the winner is Italy. I have dreamed most of my life of going to Italy.
In a perfect world, I would go on an extended tour, taking maybe a couple years to take in the wonder and beauty of Italia. Then maybe I'd buy a villa in the Tuscan country side where I could spend some time. I'm not sure why I've always had such a passion for Italy, I just now it's there.
A perfect day would be to wander through city streets chatting with the locals and having lunch at some small cafe type place. Then go on to spend the afternoon picking through old treasures at a flea market. One of a kind items that you could never find anywhere else on earth, that I could bring home and decorate my home in Canada to look like an old Tuscan Villa. Or maybe posing for a slightly risque portrait painted by a starving Italian artist. Or go to a vineyard and experience a wine & cheese tasting, Italian style. Accept a dinner invitation to a big Italian party from a handsome Italian gentleman who speaks to me with such romance, yet I have no clue what he's saying; and it doesn't matter because we're just having fun together.
I think in a past lifetime I was Italian. I think if I went there I would want to stay. I can honestly see that happening.
Well, until next time 'Ciao Baby'.
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