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Redhead Freckle Face Baboon

Saturday, January 4, 2014

Ten Thousand Steps

Publically, I commit to holding myself accountable.
 
As I wrote that first sentence auto correct changed publicly to biblically, I think that's going to have to be my first goal. As a lapse Catholic, I do not belong to a church.  I don't go to church.  I have tried in the past,... I went to one church that told me every week that I was going to rot in hell for my sins,... um,.. I'd rather not hear that.... I went to another church that preached about opening my wallet and giving more to the church,... um,.... my wallet is empty,... wanna see my bills? I have gone to church where the people are so friendly they kept hugging me, but then during the service people started talking in tongues and having seizures on the floor,... I have gone to the church where I felt the cold stares of the holy as I tried to attend their service,...   I need to find a place that I feel allows me to be myself and worship God from a place of love.  I am looking for a community of God. A place where fellowship and caring surround you like a warm hug without smothering you like an overprotective mother.  I am looking for a church that is a collection of real world people with real world lives, wants and needs, where mistakes are forgiven and love is the rule.
 
#1 find a church community that meets my needs where I can flourish, learn and love while learning to be a better person and giving back to my community.
 
While I am searching for my spiritual support, I need to take care of myself. I need to take care of myself body and soul. As an elementary  school teacher and mother of many, I put everyone else's needs in front of my own. My first goal is to take care of my own needs to get up off the couch and out of bed and just start to move, to exercise. I am close to 250 pounds and my level of exercise is sedentary. My goal this month is to increase my average number of steps a day from 5000 to 10,000.
 
#2 Get moving average 10,000+ steps a day.
 
As an overweight woman, I have joined the mainstream clubs in the past, nothing works until you choose to make choices.  I think I am the only person who ever gained weight on weight watchers.  Every time I tried to join (twice in person and once online) I have gained weight. The thought that I cant have,... makes me think I need to have,... I want to have,.. I deserve it,... and then I binge. This time, I am not denying myself. I have a pint of my favorite ice cream in the freezer.  I eat a little daily.  I am just listening to my body. I am eating when I am hungry, not when I am bored.
 
#3 Change how I think about eating.  hungry= eat  and don't deny= moderate
 
I know that I have a LONG way to go,... but the journey starts with a single step or in my mind, 10,000+ Steps.

Thursday, January 2, 2014

Am I raising a Nun?


My daughter is a firm believer that Santa Claus is real.  She wants so much for him to be the jolly old elf that delivers presents every year that she refuses to believe her friends that tell her otherwise.  A few weeks before Christmas she sat down and wrote him a letter.  She asked about him, his wife, the elves and enclosed her Christmas list.

  1. Love
  2. Monster High Dolls
  3. DS game
  4. To know that you are real
  5. Good Dreams
  6. Hope
  7. Books
  8. Love
  9. More Love
  10. World Peace
  11. Stuffed Animals
  12. Love
  13. Furby Boom
  14. Bigger bedroom
*I don't have to get a Furby Boom


Are you kidding me?  Look at her list!?!?! Love!?!?!?! Good Dreams?!?!?! Hope?!?!?! World Peace?!?!?! This child is amazing!!! She has such a big heart!  She has such a good soul!!! I am not worthy to be her mother!

Wait, am I raising a future nun?


Am I a Christian?

"Mom, am I a Christian?" my young daughter asked me in the car on the way to her elementary school one morning.

"Well, honey," I thoughtfully chose my words. "Do you believed that Jesus Christ is the son of God."

"Of, course," she replied.

I then asked her, "Do you believe that God sent his only son, Jesus came down from heaven?

"Of, course," she replied.

"Do you believe that Jesus is her lord and savior?," I continued.

"Of, course," she replied.

"Then why the question?" I asked.  "You are a Christian, you believe in Jesus."

My daughter took a deep breath and started her story. "At lunch every day, I say a prayer before I eat my food.  You know like I do at dinner but nobody says it with me.  Like we do at dinner when we are at grandmas house."

I didn't know she did that.  Wow, what a neat thing for a kid to do on her own.  I know we don't pray at home but we do when we go to my mothers house.  My daughter likes that and started saying the same prayer at our dinner time at home, but nobody else says it with her, its her own little thing.

"Well," she continued. "Some of the kids in my class say that I am not a Christian because I don't go to church.  That saying prayers and believing in God and Jesus don't make me a Christian.  If I want to be a REAL Christian, that I have to go to church, like they do."

WTH,... how do I address this,... OMG,... I just found out my kid prays in public at school everyday and now I find out that people are picking on her because she doesn't go to church.  Its not her fault that she doesn't go to church, that's my issue.  What do I say? How do I handle this?

Then, before I can organize these jumbled thoughts, she asks, "Can you take me to church?"

Its now time for this lapse catholic to find a church that embraces my beliefs and has an awesome children's program because my daughter is a Christian,...

Mentally Creative





A girlfriend and I used to have arguments that I was crazier than her or she was crazier than me.  Well, I recently found out that this friend of mine who I have not been in touch for ages, just spent sometime in a mental ward.   I think that this was a hell of a way to win the argument but I will let her win this one.

She has been diagnosed with generalized anxiety, bipolar disorder, borderline personality disorder, obsessive compulsive disorder, lapse catholic, and she is coming out of the closet. Yep, that's right,... her laundry list is longer than mine,...

Does it mean that she is any less of a person? 

In todays day and age there is such a stigma about mental illness and disease. 

I believe it all goes back to the neighborhood,...  we used to live in a neighborhood,... a community where children, parents, families, neighbors were a part of a community that looked out for each other,... Now people look out for number one, numeral uno, theirs and theirs alone,... People are selfish.  If its not about them they don't care,...

Years ago, if your neighbors child was sick, people would come together to help one another.  People would step up to take care of the other kids while the parents were in the hospital. People would organize meals for the family.  People would take care of their lawn, or yard work while they were away. 

Today, its all about me,... if its not about me,... its not worth my time,... my effort,...

If I am focused on me all the time, how can I have compassion for others,...

I am mentally creative,... I care about others in this crazy world and it doesn't make me less of a person,... I think it makes me better because I am your neighbor.

Wine = duct tape



Yep you got it,... wine fixes anything,... 




My husband says, "if it can't be fixed with duct tape, then you aren't using enough duct tape."   He is the kind of man who can fix anything! He can make a corner cabinet for our living room.  He can build a deck for the new pool. He can install a new washing machine.  He can replace the broken ceiling fan.  He can change the oil in the cars.  He can replace the siding on the house,... 


               Me,... I say,....  "If it can't be fixed with wine, then you aren't using enough wine."


Wine is the duct tape for women,...
  • It allows some women to join together in a supportive bond of friendship and sisterhood that is everlasting.
  • It allows some women to become stronger, to have the ability to do and say things that they never thought that they could do. 
  • It allows some women to become softer, to have the ability to feel emotions buried deep inside under layers of pain and hurt. 
  • It allows some women to build something new.  It might be a new relationship that blossoms out of a mutual love of something or a love that blossoms out of a mutual friendship.
Wine is the duct tape for women,...




Life Lessons Learned

I am not a quitter,....

I do not give up on people,....

But I do have a line, please don't cross it...

If you cross it,... you make me have to be a grown up,... you make me have to do what I said  I would do,... I hate having to be the bad guy,... I hate having to do the right thing, all the time,... but I am a grown up,...

My words and my actions define me....

I might say that I am a vegetarian but if I actually eat meat,... I'm not truly what I said I am,...

It is my actions combined with my words that show who I am. 

I can look in the mirror and see an ugly old troll, but is that who I really am?

I can look in the mirror and see a wonderful woman full of wisdom and grace, but is that who I really am?

No, I am my words and my actions combined,... these make me who I really am,...

I am sorry, that you made the choices and used the words that you did,... I am sorry that you crossed my line,... I still love you but you made me have to be a grown up,... you made me do what I said I would do,... you made me the bad guy,... I did the right thing, for me, for them, for you,...

I am a grown up,...

Now, you are too,...