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Friday Confessional

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WOOHOO!!!!

It is F-R-I-D-A-Y baby!!!!

Confession, it is said, is good for the soul, so let’s get started!

I confess…

I am just about dancing on the ceiling!  Okay so I know it is likely water weight but when the numbers on the scale begin to DECREASE I get happy and very very motivated.  3 pounds down this morning and that is making all this water (I could seriously row to work) worth it.  And giving up my wine for flavored water, and measuring everything that is going into my mouth.  Next step is to add in walking.  I WILL beat my mom, sister, and sis-in-law in Biggest Loser score.

I confess…

Tonight it will be hard to be good.  Train ride, dinner, all with a dear friend and my kids and their SO’s.  But I WILL make an effort.  It is the start of ‘pre-partying’ or ‘tailgating’ for my 50th next Friday.  By good I do mean watching what I eat and drink.  I mean it, I have every intention of being very careful.  And grandma used to say the road to hell is paved with good intentions.  I’m screwed.

I confess…

That wine glass from yesterday’s post?  I should have stayed off of that website.  SO many amazing ones to chose from.

I confess…

When I was out with my friend last Saturday, the topic of Internet dating came up as that is how we originally met.  I got to strolling down memory lane, wondering what fodder was there for my novels in the making.  I have to say that it was fun, meeting so many men and enjoying conversation.  But there were a few horror stories in there as well.  It could make for a great book in and of itself if not a few chapters.  So, for shits and giggles, I checked to see if my profiles were still there, and they were inactive but accessible, so I activated them.  Holy Mother Of Freak Parades, into my mailbox came the full blown marching band.  Thankfully I’m able, due to past experiences, to weed through the clowns and ring masters to find the truly REAL and nice guys on these sites.  They are few and far between.  NO I am not looking to date, was just curious, and yes I know all about the cat and curiosity.

I confess…

I am about to go devour a wonderful salad with tuna and fresh avocado on it.  Avocado is a new thing for me, and while I’m still acquiring a taste for it, I’ll admit it ain’t bad!

Farting In The Shower

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farting-kittenBefore anyone panics, this is NOT a post about flatulence, at least not the bodily function.  It is more just an out pouring of what is rolling around in my brain of late.  Which, by the way, can be every bit as frightening to open up for a peek inside as what one will encounter after someone has farted in the shower.  Some days, equally offensive, no doubt about it.

And heck, we all know with a title like “Farting In The Shower”, more than a few of you high tailed it on over here to read this post because you simply couldn’t resist….sickos!

Did you have one of those weekends that just took it’s time going by?  I love those!  Time did NOT fly when I was having a great time and I’m so thankful for that.  I spent all day Saturday (close to 13 hours) with my friend who shall be known as the Teddy Bear.  Make no mistake, within that adorable, teddy bear exterior there is a grizzly bear.  But unless absolutely necessary, he is a gentle giant.  We met some years ago on a dating site and a friendship began.  We’ve been trying to get together but schedules were being most uncooperative until this past weekend.  But that is another post, it was too nice a time to fall in under a blog post title containing the word “Fart”.

Could someone please tell me what the fascination is with the show, “Duck Dynasty”???  I admit that I only watched about 10 minutes of one episode before scrambling for the remote.  I would have rather watched grass grow than another minute of that insanity.  Maybe I should have stayed with it?  I cannot imagine what draws anyone to it, so please, enlighten me.

*SIGH* It is only 7:13pm, too early to be sipping wine so I’ll have to stick to a cup of coffee for now.

Honey-Boo-Boos-Mother-has-a-BoyfriendSometime in the past year or so, I saw this lovely photo moving around Facebook.  At first I found it rather amusing, especially coming out of a divorce and several heart breaks since the end of the 22 year marriage to Lord Voldemort.  I had slammed on the breaks in dating and relationship land, vowing to remain single for a full year to rediscover me.  I am growing used to the idea that no one keeps me and that would tend to lead any normal person to believe that perhaps they are somehow flawed or unlovable.  Or both.  Though really, Honey Boo Boo’s mama has a boyfriend…someone is keeping her!  Granted, she is likely quite well off with all this reality show life they live so the man would be a fool to toss her aside.  Then again, he has to look at her, and be with that woman as she belches and farts on a regular basis and does disgusting things like chews food and then hangs her mouth open to give a view of it all.  I may have my flaws, but holy mother of all things real, I’m not that bad!

As if that isn’t enough, today on the commute home, I’m listening to the radio and it is the entertainment news update.  The headlines: Honey Boo Boo’s mama and her boyfriend, Sugar Bear, who also happens to be Boo Boo’s baby daddy, GOT MARRIED!   In a wedding complete with a camo wedding gown.  Someone please tell me that he married her for the money, that she is his sugar mama.

923163_10200263105398770_1205204837_nI’m seriously a bit concerned here.  Just this weekend I was told I am: sexy, cute as a button, fun, intelligent.  And yet I remain single while Honey Boo Boo’s mother is M-A-R-R-I-E-D.  Has the world gone off it’s rails entirely????

I can deal with the whole turning 50 in less than 2 weeks, even embracing it to be honest.

I am comfy with the fact that I now view life through bifocal glasses, and that if I get contacts again, for distance, I will need to purchase readers or wear bifocal contacts.

I was even able to find the humor in receiving a temporary AARP card and application in the mail.

What I am struggling with is the idea that me, the woman who loved her husband with every cell of my being, with every part of my heart, that adored the man, still got excited at his touch and butterflies in my stomach when he came home, who is certainly far from ugly or disgusting, yet is adored by men then tossed aside once they have my heart (which by the way is never easily given),  is single and seemingly destined to be a crazy cat lady!  I did not sign up for this, could someone kindly show me where the customer service desk is, I’d like a refund!

935647_512630128785121_734655800_nOR maybe, just maybe, the problem is not me?

Maybe I am really the amazing woman I was told that I am by all those men who have since walked away, and it is simply that they cannot handle (read: control) me because I am anything but easy?  And therefore, in reality, they were not at all worth it?

Hmmm….I think NOW it is time for that glass of wine.

Friday Confessional

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It is time once again to put it all out there, get it off the chest, confession time!

I confess… 

I slept through my alarm for 20 minutes this morning before it finally woke me up.  I never do that.  Must be the gentle, sweet musical piece that serves as the ‘alarm’ is just no match for my exhaustion.  Oh well.  Still was on time to work without rushing.

I confess… 

Today I was actually excited about coming to work.  Yes, of course, with this being Friday it does in fact make me instantly in a good mood.  But this was more about the company finally being in the newly remodeled offices.  We moved in Wednesday and I love it.  There are still things that need to be finished, like trim around doors, base boards, and the kitchen isn’t installed, but we’re here and that means my OCD tendencies when it comes to my work space are satisfied.  My office is in order, things put away and I can find things again.  Doesn’t hurt that the pale pink walls are soothing.   I love my office.

I confess… 

I cannot wait til it is time to get the kittens for the office.  We’re getting 2, and they will be the office mascots.  We have to wait til things are done though so they aren’t getting out into the warehouse.

I confess… 

I love the idea of a kitchen in the office.  We’re eating out around here way too much.  I hate it.  Well, I LIKE it as in love yummy junkie food, but I love healthy stuff and prefer to stock us up with good stuff so I can eat in while working.  Plus then I can get back to writing blog posts on my lunch hour.

Friday Confessional

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It is said that confession is good for the soul, and Aubrey over at High Heeled Love helps us every Friday to get it all off our chest and feel better.  Click the cute little girl above and come link up and just let it all out!

I confess… 

I am so far behind on reading my favorite blog posts this week that I doubt I can get caught up…but I’m going to try!  And as far as posting goes, well yes I am way behind on that too.  Work has been busy and I am still trying to get myself balanced between work, Avon, blogging, reading, crocheting…well everything.

I confess… 

The post I put up yesterday is gone.  I took it down due to a very heart felt apology that I received and a request to remove it and the negative comments the individual had left behind.  Her email was a very sweet reminder to me to keep on keeping on with my journey of faith.

I confess… 

You remember a few weeks back I  was lamenting not being able to find anyone that could do nails as good as a former tech that had done them?  I am no longer grieving, I found a very skilled nail tech.   He is also much closer as far as distance goes.  My nails look incredible and I couldn’t be happier!

I confess… 

The past 24 hours have been rough.  My mood was all over the charts and settled snug like into a major U.M.S. (ugly mood syndrome).  I’m out of that now but wow…maybe I need an increase in my meds?

crmI confess… 

I found an amazing adult beverage to sooth my sexy, savage self.  Crown Royal Maple Whiskey.  OMG…enough said.

I confess… 

AND, like I wasn’t already addicted to enough cyber stuff, I am now playing Ruzzle.  I blame Martinis Needed, my sister-in-law. I saw it in her feed on Facebook one night when I couldn’t sleep so I checked it out.  So, as if my life wasn’t attached to my laptop, smart phone or Kindle Fire enough, I have one more thing on there to do.  I think intervention may be in order.

So, what do YOU need to confess?

Join the party over at the confessional!

When Is It T.M.I.? – Viewer Discretion Advised

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By now, if you read my blogs with any regularity, you know that my life is an open book.  I write, Tweet, Facebook, FourSquare, Waze, Yelp etc, frequently.  I’ve been accused before, by a few folks who prefer more privacy in their lives, of being too open, supplying too much information.

I honestly do not think that I am too open, after all that is what social networking is about, sharing and connecting with others.  Sure, checking into FourSquare could be dangerous if your account is visible or posts to your Twitter account that is visible, but only if you are being stalked.  Just in case, I generally do not ‘check in’ until I am leaving the location, unless I am with others and don’t really feel unsafe in their company.

My Twitter account is wide open, I have nothing to hide.  If I’m going to “tweet” about someone, I won’t hide behind a private account to do it, in fact I will likely write a blog post about them.  I do know people who do this, private tweeting, all the while saying “I don’t say anything that I wouldn’t say to their face”.  That is frankly pure bullshit.  If you’d say it to their faces, your account wouldn’t be private.  But I suppose that makes some people feel better about themselves.  Me, I tweet it because I really would say it to their faces, and since those that dislike me come check it, I feel that I’m not hiding behind anything.  A ‘ho is a ‘ho, a bitch is a bitch.  However I have tried hard to sit on my pretty fingers even when I don’t want too.  It is why, after the crap spewing fan of my brother’s divorce finally stopped turning, I remained silent.  I could easily let it all fly now but innocent bystanders would be hurt.  But that is another blog post.

Anyway, when is it too much information?  I think the following crossed that line.  Now regardless of your stand on abortion, I really do think it is a private matter and that tweeting about it complete with this photo, is bottom dweller in taste.  THIS is too much information.  Just as telling the world on your Twitter or Yahoo IM status that you got a little some some (sex for the slow to grasp) is exceedingly lacking in class.  Someone suggested they think this is a bogus account, and I would certainly hope so, but if it is not, it is behavior  far beneath that of a lady.  Your thoughts/comments are certainly welcome.

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Friday Confessional…

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Ah, Friday.  Every week bloggers gather up all those things we didn’t share elsewhere and hit the confessional running to spill it all, giving us a clean slate.  As a pretty open type I already share way too much information about myself between here, Twitter and my Facebook.  But hey, believe it or not, I do have a few things left to share, so here goes:

I confess… 

My head is just spinning this week.  I started a new job last week, full time, back in the office manager role.  This time it rocks because I’m working a lot from home for now.  The boss doesn’t care where I work, just that I’m getting the job done.  And since often it is after normal business hours that I am attacking tasks for the business, he is good with me being home to get things done.  I multi-task best at home.  Current uniform:  Pink Avon hoodie, black sweat pants, and pink fuzzy socks.  I did shower and put on make-up, and sprayed some pink in my bangs.  NOW I’m ready to get my work on!

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I confess…

I’m still pulling my Avon business back together but that IS coming along, albeit slowly.  I know I need to step it up, just been overwhelmed a tad with this new job thing.  BUT I am making progress.

I confess… 

When I wrote my post yesterday, about pondering balance in my life, I realized just how unbalanced I’ve let things become.  I need to carve out some serious me time to get things back in order.  First step is finding a church to attend, as I just cannot comfortably attend my old home church.  But that is a post for my Broken Angel page.

I confess… 

I have not seen nearly enough of my grandbabies of late.  But we had a wicked bug moving through the house and I wanted to be sure that I wasn’t carrying it before going to my son’s house.  No need to risk his household, especially the baby.

I confess… 

I am going to have to reign it in, dial it back, STOP EATING SO MUCH!  I love food, but it isn’t loving me.  Well then again, perhaps it is?  It sure is hanging around on my butt and hips enough to start charging it rent.  Eat less of things, but keep eating what I love.  And water, lots of water because I dehydrate too easily and well I am seeing signs of that.

I confess… 

It is winter weather here today.  Snow was in the forecast, just 1 – 2.5 inches but still snow.  I really hate being cold and don’t like snow other than looking at it.  But last night I went to bed with my blinds up so I could wake up to seeing big snow flakes falling gently to earth.  Snow didn’t arrive until long after I was up, instead I woke to the bright orange flashing of the lights on the salt/plow truck going down the street, pre-treating.  Not quite what I had in mind for a Friday morning scene from my reality show life here. Guess I need to get Mother Nature a copy of the script and tell the road crews to back off on the efficiency a bit.

I confess… 

I am jamming to Adam Ant.  This song is a tough one to sit still through.  Enjoy!

Oh, How Pinteresting

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I found a new meme/hop to participate in on Wednesdays! My “Wine & Cheese” blog post will be up later today, but for now here are some of the things I’ve pinned lately that I want to try, remember or just thought rocked.

Because nothing beats working out and watching one of my favorite shows on TV

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I LOVE unique pieces of jewelry and this one doesn’t require gaging my ear!

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I thought it would make an awesome addition to my Etsy shop of handmade crochet items in the near future.

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I thought this was SUCH a cool idea that I made them as Christmas gifts. Instead of gluing stuff to the frames, I gave lots of scenic background paper to enable the receivers to change it up a bit.  Included dry erase markers and walla, instant message boards.

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This just cracked me up.

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My sister-in-law does seedlings each year, and I thought of her, how easy it would be to start them in ice cream cones then just plant the entire cone, since it will dissolve in the ground!

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Again, just made me laugh, I have a warped sense of humor.

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LOVE pink anything, and this outfit is great!

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Being that I am a self proclaimed princess, thought I deserved a crown. But want to keep it somewhat inconspicuous as it would be rude to flaunt my royalty.  ;)

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First Flush Parties?

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I am really thankful that I am going to be 50 years old, and not a toddler learning to go on the potty.  I just saw a commercial, that sparked my interest so I went looking for more information and OMG HOLY COW REALLY?????

The commercial is for Huggies Pull-Ups, the diaper/under pants combo that is disposable and used by many parents who are potty training their kids.  In this commercial, Eli was featured, a kid who looks about 2.5 to 3 years old.  Upon his very first flush, for going on the potty, a party breaks out on his street complete with marching band and a large “potty” cake!  Confetti and all kinds of hoopla, oh and even a big Eli parade balloon that looks like the little guy who just had his first flush.

I figure poor Eli will grow up not only scarred for life as he is forever known as the first flush kid (talk about serious bully material), but I’m really afraid for his parents.  How DO you follow that up when he learns to tie his shoes, or spell his name, or write in cursive?  I mean really, a parade and party on the lawn that rivals most Sweet Sixteen celebrations all because he went on the potty?  My poor kids, they got a chocolate kiss or a few M&M’s, no doubt they are going to really be feeling under-appreciated for that first poo-poo on the old commode.  Thanks Eli….thanks SO much.  Once again my failure as a parent is evident in that I never hosted a party for the first toilet deposits made by my offspring. *hanging head in shame*

But wait…there is more!

ID-10066381House parties are being encouraged to celebrate your little tyke’s first flush too!  Yes really!  On the Huggie’s First Flush site you can download a festive frame for the first flush photo, Potty Party Hats and First Flush Confetti!!!  Really want to go all out?  Enter on Facebook to be one of the official First Flush House Party hosts and get a full blown party pack!  WOW, you can line up all the kids who have not had their first flush and toss a Pull-Up like you would a garter or bouquet at a wedding! FABULOUS!

If selected and confirmed as a host, your exclusive Party Pack will contain:

28 Pull-Ups® samples (sizes 2T-3T) – 1 boy and 1 girl sample for everyone at the party!
14 Pull-Ups® coupon books
14 Party hats
14 Blow-out noise makers
1 Exclusive Pull-Ups® Potty Training Fun Celebration App sticker and download info
14 Reward progress chart activity
Pull-Ups® “First Flush” Celebration coloring sheets

Can’t you just see it now?  A group of dad’s high-fiving it and fist bumping over juniors first duce?  Cigars passed around that instead of saying “it’s a boy/girl” they say “It’s A Zeppelin!” WOOHOOO!

*shaking my head*

I sincerely hope my son and daughter-in-law have started saving for my grandson’s First Flush Party because it looks to me like it should be comparative in cost to their wedding.  Those marching bands and custom-made potty cakes aren’t cheap.  And we cannot have the little man left out or he’ll need years of therapy to recover from being the only kid in kindergarten that didn’t get a big First Flush Celebration!  Hope they got a photo of the first poopy diaper so they can use it on the invitations with a caption like, “You’ve come a long way baby!”  OH and we can all do the potty dance at the party too! This is just going to be so much fun!  Better book a professional photographer too, like they do for proms at weddings, this is a milestone event and all.

*image obtained from http://www.freedigitalphotos.net

Day 24 ~ 30 Days Of Thankfulness 2012

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Mom said it best this morning:

“I’m thankful for a warm house.”

I second that one!  It is 35 degrees outside at the moment.  Someone posted on Facebook a little while ago that they were seeing flurries.  Oh yippie.  I don’t  like winter.  I love snow if I am inside looking out on it with a hot cup of coffee in hand.  But I do NOT like being cold one bit.

So, as it is cold outside, I’m very thankful for the warm house we live in, keeping us comfortable on this cold day.

Merry, Happy, Reasons For the Season

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Every year at this time the Facebook statuses, tweets, photos, signs etc start appearing.  ”Keep Christ In Christmas” they say.  People get all freaked out because certain stores no longer allow employees to say “Merry Christmas”, but instead they say, “Happy Holidays”.  So what?

For years I felt that this was important too, the whole “reason for the season” concept.  After all, being raised Catholic and now a Reformed Baptist in my theology, Jesus is a big part of who I am.

And then I did my research.  It was in an effort to back up the whole “reason for the season” argument.

Seems that there were winter and pagan holiday celebrations long before Christianity infused Christ into the equation.   In fact, the church used the birth of Jesus as a way to counter those celebrations and convert pagans to their faith.  It wasn’t until a few hundred years after Jesus was crucified that the church began to celebrate His birth.  The Bible no where indicates that we are to even commemorate His birth.  The only remembrance of the Lord that we are instructed to ‘celebrate’ is His death and resurrection.  Given the detailed instructions for that, and the lack of any mention of remembering His birth, I think it safe to say that Jesus is not the reason for the season.  In fact, He was added to the season by men.

Now for my readers of faith, I am a born again believer.  And yes I do celebrate Christmas.  I do take part in church celebrations of the birth of Christ.  But I also celebrate the whole Santa Claus, Christmas trees, gift giving etc. side of this time of the year.  Our zoo decorates with over 2 million lights, and beginning tomorrow evening is the official opening of their “Festival Of Lights”.  What is amusing is that the Festival Of Lights is another name for the Jewish holiday of Hanukkah.  But countless people of faith will flock to the zoo and  walk amid the lights and decorated trees, some decked out for Christmas, without even realizing that this is not a Christian celebration.

Originally the birth of Jesus was celebrated on 1/6.  But the church moved it to line up with the countless pagan celebrations taking place on or around 12/25.

In other words…again, Jesus was not the reason for the season.  The celebrations were all in place before the church moved Christ into the mix.

Santa Claus is given god-like powers.  He sees us when we’re sleeping, knows when we’re awake, knows if we’ve been bad or good so be good for goodness sake.  That is all very sweet but too often it is used to keep children in line and obedient.   Great come December but what about the rest of the year?  Not to mention many of those same parents who teach their children about Santa, implying that he is real, will freak out when someone says, “Happy Holidays” instead of “Merry Christmas”, because it removes Christ from Christmas.  Give Santa god-like characteristics but get  upset when Jesus is ‘removed’ by virtue of a holiday greeting? Seriously?  Not to mention that the church was guilty of some pretty un-Christlike behavior through the years if you check out this post about the origins of Christmas, among countless others, when celebrating the Lord’s birth.

Sorry, hijacking myself again.

Many different ‘faiths’ and religions celebrate different things at this time of year.  Many of those were in place long before Christ was added.  He isn’t the reason for the season, He is ONE reason for the season for SOME people.  Christ is important to the Christian celebrating His birth.  Others hold this time of year as important too.  Maybe Happy Holidays is just fine, as it enables the one wishing the happiness to just wish that, HAPPINESS, to the other.  Maybe we should all just relax!

Merry Christmas

Happy Hanukkah

Happy birthday (some folks celebrate those this time of year)

Happy anniversary (and those)

Whatever you celebrate, Happy Holidays!

Day 15 ~ 30 Days Of Thankfulness 2012

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Silly as this may sound, I’m thankful today for Facebook.

My kids are grown, my son is a cop working odd hours, my brothers are both firefighters who work 24 hour shifts, but on different days than each other, and I have more cousins than I can count thanks to huge families on both sides.

Facebook is like a real time newsletter that allows me to keep up with what everyone is doing, see some great (and not so great) jokes, sharing of articles, photos, news etc.  I admit I did not like Facebook when I first got mine, but it grew on me.  I was a Myspace convert.  I’ve since changed Facebook pages as the first one had “fyrwife” in the URL and as that no longer applied I wanted to get rid of it.  I still use it as a side account for playing games when I need to add a bunch of ‘friends’ for my ‘family’ in things like Mafia Wars, or fellow farmers in Farmville2.  I’m a bit more selective as to who I add on my personal account.

Facebook also allows me to have ‘fan’ pages, which I can use for my businesses to promote or offer specials, and one for my blog page followers.

Recently a college student from church even started a page/group for those who wanted to join in a study of the book of Romans, and my church has a page/group as well, allowing me to reach out for or give comfort and encouragement.

But mostly, I’m just thankful for Facebook for the additioinal ways to keep up with my kids, what they are doing, and share some love and laughter.

Day 8 ~ 30 Days Of Thankfulness 2012

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Today I am thankful for my kids.  Both are amazing adults, amazing people and have amazing hearts.

Both have become people I am very proud of!

In their own unique ways they never fail to cheer me up, make me laugh til my sides hurt and I’m crying.

Both would give a stranger the shirt off their backs, and both have reached out to help the under dogs in life.

They both had dreams for jobs and went after them, never looking back.

I love you both, you are major lights in my life, and I’m so very thankful to have you.

November Goals

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I joined this Linky Party on my Marvi Marti blog as well.  Different set of goals but LOVE putting it all in writing and making myself a tad more accountable!

My November Spiritual Journey Goals

  1. Read my Bible daily!  Follow the Facebook group Romans study and do it, daily!
  2. Ladies Bible Study – go every Friday, no excuses!
  3. Church on Sunday mornings – no excuses. A cold? Great, sit alone and don’t breath on anyone but go!
  4. Prayer time, daily!
  5. Catch up on the home group reading – and GO to the home group night!
  6. Write at least 3 times a week on this blog page!
  7. Finish memorizing Psalm 103.
  8. Memorize Psalm 121.

There we go, good start!

10 Social Networking Sites/Apps

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As part of the 100 Things I Love series, here are 10 social networking sites or apps that I’ve come to really enjoy! If they are underlined it is a link so you can check it out online.

TWITTER – I am very much Twiddicted, I tweet a lot, and follow people that tweet some fun stuff I like.  Some are family, some news, mostly just people that struck me as interesting or amusing.  Twitter is a 140 character mini-blog basically, and it is harmless fun.  Online or as an app, both ways are awesome.

 Foursquare – I love this app.  You ‘check-in’ where you go and earn points, badges and if you check in the most, the Mayorship of the location.  I’ve stolen said Mayorship and had them stolen from me  several times.  It is absolutely pointless other than some places offer food or other specials when you check in or if you are the Mayor and check in.  Harmless fun for us easily amused types. This of course is an app.

Facebook – Facebook is kind of like an ongoing sitcom for me.  Or a never ending newsletter I can read on friends and family.  As busy as everyone seems to be it is one of the best ways to stay in touch with my cousins that I would really talk to otherwise.  Comes in online and app versions.

GetGlue – Another truly pointless site and app, you check-in when you are watching TV and earn stickers (glue).  I have multiple sheets of stickers for various shows and specific episodes of many of those shows…and not sure what I should do with them.  It’s fun to see how many others have checked in to see the same shows, but it is pretty pointless.  Online or app, whichever you prefer.

Pinterest – ERMAHGERD this is totally amazing.  Okay to me it is.  It is a pinboard for things you find online that you like and want to remember where  you saw them.  You categorize your pins to help you find them.  The best thing to do, if you are not familiar, is go look at mine by clicking the link.  I LOVE Pinterest.  I have all kinds of things pinned for crafts I want to do, room decor I like, even a dreamboard.  Online and available as an app for iPhone and Android!

Words With Friends – Available through Facebook online and as a app, it is scrabble against friends on your friend list.  I love it, but tend to forget that I need to go play it.  I’ve had numerous games going at once but I admit, I have a cheat site to help me.

Draw Something – Pictionary with your friends, also a great app, and one of my favorite ways to waste  time when I have nothing else to do.  Which lately isn’t very often.

HEYTELL – Basically it is voice texting.  I love it because I can talk a lot faster than I can type, and sometimes I just like hearing my kids voices rather than reading texts.  Especially useful when driving or busy and cannot type I can speak and send, then listen when the answer comes back. Rather cool if you ask me.

WAZE – I am new  to this one,  but I LIKE it!  Hard really to explain, but it will help you find your WAZE around town, bad traffic, speed traps etc. Best bet is to read the FAQ, as it seems you can find ‘treasures’ and win actual prizes. Go figure.

Texting – Last but not least, texting rocks.  I text a lot between my Avon team, family, friends etc.  Texting is my favorite, and easiest way to communicate with family and friends because calling, while far better, usually finds people busy, or like my brothers out on a fire run, it’s just easier if I text and they can return it when they have time.

By no means is this an exhaustive list, just the ones that come to mind.

My Wild, Untamed Tongue

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Social media has ushered in a new way of communicating.  Where we used to speak our words for others to hear, or actually write them out in long hand on paper, now we put them in texts, on Facebook walls, Twitter etc.  Our words can now reach much further simply by hitting the enter key, or as in this case, publish.  The trouble with social media is it is much easier say things when sitting behind my computer than when I am in person.  I’ve always communicated much better when writing my thoughts, but now there is a safety in the anonymity of using electronic media to stick my opinion and thoughts out there for others to ‘hear’.

In December of 2010, just 4 months nearly to the day after my divorce was final, I ventured back to my church ‘home’.  I thought I was ready for it, the prodigal daughter going home to her Father and faith family.  I was welcomed back with open arms and tears, and I knew that it was HOME.  But it wasn’t long before I hit the ground and ran from there, and somewhat back to what had been familiar to me.  Part of that was due to my own words, which were a reflection of my very battered heart.

I was still up to my neck in bitterness and pain at not only my ex-husband, but many former friends.  One I lashed out about on Twitter.  She proceeded to send copies of that tweet to my pastor, in an email in which she painted herself to be a wounded believer by my words.  She also made sure to let it be known of my past in the swinger lifestyle.  It was an attempt to hurt me, I get that, and she was successful.  It was one more flame on the fire that was burning away at my heart and soul.  That combined with a few other incidents concerning  my ‘words’ and I hit the ground running in to opposite direction of where I needed to be.

Part of the problem with going back was that things had changed.  I was no longer “Pete & Marti”, and that was hard.  The couple who had been our best friends were divorced and he was there alone, she was missing.  And I honestly felt that no one there could understand the road I was on at that time.  Honestly, I still don’t know if anyone understood or could begin to grasp what I was going through.  It was not just the divorce, but where I had been during the final years of my marriage.  I was constantly on the defense so when someone did point something out, it felt like I was being judged.  That was all my own heart issue, I get that now.  This time, I went back and instead of being on the defense I decided that I would simply relax.  I don’t have to be liked by everyone, because not everyone is going to like me.  And yes, I am going to be under scrutiny by my fellow believers, because I did walk away twice, and I had been in a very dark, sinful place for a long while after having been a proclaimed believer.  I gave folks reason to be skeptical and that is okay.  My return isn’t about them, it’s about where I  know I need to be, being fed and worshiping the Lord.

One of the reasons that former friend’s email to my pastor upset me so much is that deep down I knew she was right.  Her motives were questionable, but I had in fact done something that was unbecoming of a believer.  I don’t have to answer for her motives, that is between her and God, but I do have to one day give account for every careless word spoken by me:

Matthew 12:36

New King James Version (NKJV)

36 But I say to you that for every idle word men may speak, they will give account of it in the day of judgment.

If I had a dime for every careless word/idle word that has come out of my mouth just since I’ve been a believer, I’d never have to work again and could live off of the interest only.  Judgmental? Oh yes that would be me!  Run  off of the mouth? GUILTY!  I used to take pride in the fact that I could slice someone’s jugular verbally.  Not exactly something to be proud of, I know.  And it doesn’t matter if what I say is true, it is the motive and intent of my heart that is behind the words that is also at issue.  When in doubt, I should just be silent!

Which brings me to the whole social media side of the issue.  Back when James wrote his letter that is now the book of James, written and spoken words were all we had.  And while he addressed the tongue, or verbal side of communicating, I think the spirit of the passage applies to written words, and now social media as well.  But not just on posted, public places where we write, but in emails and texts along with the spoken word.  Because we WILL one day have to give an account before God, on the day we are judged, and it will include, no doubt about it, every word spoken and written.

I’m learning to keep my mouth shut more than I run it.  To stick to what my grandpa used to tell me, that if I didn’t have something nice to say, it wasn’t necessary to say anything at all.  I later realized that is what Thumper’s mom taught him, in the movie & story of Bambi, what I call the Thumper Rule.   This is by far one of the hardest things for me to do, keep my mouth shut, sit on my fingers when I want to lash out at someone on Twitter, in my blog, or on Facebook.  I have a tendency to go all mama bear on people and need to be more careful.  Stop, think, think again, wait 24 hours, pray during that time.  It will keep me from stumbling in this area.  And meditate on this verse above from Matthew, apply it like spiritual duct tape to my mouth and hands.

James 3:5-12

New King James Version (NKJV)

5 Even so the tongue is a little member and boasts great things.

See how great a forest a little fire kindles! 6 And the tongue is a fire, a world of iniquity. The tongue is so set among our members that it defiles the whole body, and sets on fire the course of nature; and it is set on fire by hell. 7 For every kind of beast and bird, of reptile and creature of the sea, is tamed and has been tamed by mankind. 8 But no man can tame the tongue. It is an unruly evil, full of deadly poison. 9 With it we bless our God and Father, and with it we curse men, who have been made in the similitude of God. 10 Out of the same mouth proceed blessing and cursing. My brethren, these things ought not to be so. 11 Does a spring send forth fresh water and bitter from the same opening? 12 Can a fig tree, my brethren, bear olives, or a grapevine bear figs? Thus no spring yields both salt water and fresh.[a]

Friday Confessional

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It is time to slide into the confessional and let it all out again.  Mamarazzi is on a blog break so they are linking up over at High Heeled Love.  Come on, you know you have  stuff to get off your chest!

:)   Naughty – Oh I have been a really bad girl this week….yes really bad.  I went and got myself involved in one of these time wasting, online games.  On Facebook.  I am so darn stuck in FarmVille2 that when I’m out running errands I have this nagging thought in the back of my brain that I might have forgotten to harvest something and will return to a field of withered plants.  It is just pathetic, I know.  They are just computer pixels, not real fruits and veggies, yet I let this eat at me.
:)   I didn’t care – Okay, I confess.  The Cincinnati Reds were in the baseball playoffs…and I did not give a flying frog’s butt.  Really.  I am a hometown girl, I love my city and our teams, but it is October.  WHY is the baseball season so long now??  It used to be long over by now didn’t it?  Sorry but it is FOOTBALL season now, I don’t care anymore about baseball, those are the boys of summer.  I also wasn’t the least bit surprised they choked and blew it in the final game yesterday.  And I just didn’t care.

:)   Meat – as in deer, ground venison.  My son got his first deer of the season and brought his mama a few pounds.  It is going to be mixed into my now famous, black bean chili.  I will use both the venison and ground round, but not going to tell anyone around here in the Diva Den.  They’ll only know if they read this today.  But bet me they will forget by the time I get around to making it.  Waaahaaaahaaaaa……

:)   Over Indulgence – I’m using donating blood today as an excuse to over eat.  Cannot have me passing out and hitting floor, right?

Post It Note Tuesday ~ TV Style

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I LOVE this meme/hop!  It had vanished for a while, but I see that it is B-A-C-K!

If you want to join in and link up, just google for a sticky or post-it note generator, make your notes and then link up by clicking the yellow note at the end of this post to get to the hostess,

Only Parent Chronicles.

Let the PINT being!

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So Many Pins, So Little Time

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*walks to the podium, head lowered, adjusts the microphone, and speaks softly, “hi, my name is Marti and I am a Pinterest addict”.  From around the world millions chime in, “Hi Marti…..”

Seriously, that would be me, where does one sign up for pinner anonymous?  And I am not alone.  It used to be I heard “oh, are you on Facebook? Add me!”  No one asks anymore, because pretty much most of the free world and then some are on Facebook, now everyone just adds you without asking.  That can be a tad awkward when you get friend requests from people you only know because you sat next to each other at a stop light.  And you know that isn’t  that much of an exaggeration.  Even folks in witness protection have a Facebook.   In fact, I find it difficult to trust anyone that is NOT on Facebook.  Like Long Beach, who you will remember has surfaced again.  He doesn’t have one.

For the record, I did give Tumblr a try, but frankly not impressed.

Pinterest…just WOW.   At first I didn’t get what the big deal was, what was so cool about it.  When I first wanted to check it out you had to be invited by someone else, making it feel like some really cool, virtual, exclusive club.  Now everyone and their grandmother’s maid is on there.  And it is no wonder everyone is on there!

Think of Pinterst as virtual bulletin board and filing cabinet for all of those things you see in a magazine that you want to keep.  Instead of stacks of magazines in the basement that you will never touch again because you cannot remember what it was you wanted to keep, you simply pin things to your boards under your account.  You organize it as you see fit.  At first I just did it for fun but now, I see the serious potential in this.  I pin recipes I want to try, decorating ideas for various holidays, tips for organization, cool looking rooms like home offices to give me ideas for the future.  I even have my dream board on there to motivate me for my business.

I’ve found myself actually using the pins too, like this one for example.  I have a pair of jeans that the zipper refuses to stay up.  Loose or tight fitting, this pair is one of my favorites that floats along with me as my weight shifts, but the zipper is always slipping down.  I saw  the  answer on Pinterest and pinned it:

Not sure who thinks of stuff like that, but thank you!  I LOVE this.

I have 79 boards that I pin things too.  Organization and cleaning tips are among my favorites.  I’ve tried to get my sister-in-law, Martinis Needed, to take the plunge but she is holding out on us.  She would eat this thing up! Even men are getting on Pinterest and pinning all kinds of stuff they want.  I could seriously see my ex-hubby and brothers doing it.  You can pin pretty much from any site and the picture lands on your board but clicking it takes you to the webpage or article you found it within.  I have a board of blogs I like to keep up with so I don’t have to try to remember them or find them in my ‘favorites’ list.  I can also follow others pins, either all of their boards or particular ones.  That was a trick to adjust to at first for me!  I have friends that are into cake decorating, I am not, so I don’t want to see 100 photos of cake ideas. But they have other boards I am interested in the items so I follow those and when something crosses my feed I like or want to remember, I repin to my boards from theirs.

Below is my Christmas Tree Board.  I LOVE Christmas and I’d have a tree in every room if they’d allow me too!  So far, 2 trees add to our decor each year, so far. Waaahaahaaaaaa!  And beneath that is my organization board. It is my shameless attempt to get Martinis Needed to try it out, as she IS the queen of all things organized.  You can click —> HERE to follow me on Pinterest.

Boogers And Clouds In My Coffee

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Actually the clouds are NOT in the coffee, they are in my brain.  Last night I sat up watching season 4 of Sons Of Anarchy with my sister.  We got to about episode 6 or 7 I believe, maybe further.  Clay killed Pinney in the last episode we watched before it was 2:30am and we gave in to our bodies  over riding the want for more SOA with a sincere desire for sleep.  It sure seemed like a good idea at the time, staying up way too late.  Now I’m sitting here with a heavy fog slowly lifting from my thought processes.  I need much more coffee.  I cannot wait until my little sister here is caught up so that we are only catching one episode at a time, on TV, in season 5.  Though I have to admit I became spoiled being able to watch an entire season at a time.  Tuesday nights at 10pm can now not arrive fast enough to suit me, and we’re only one episode into the new season.

This is the part of my life reality show where perhaps a script  might be a good idea, one that says “Marti  exits the scene and tucks her exhausted self into bed early, setting a good example for all of her readers”.  But then if you look to me for a good example of anything, you are seriously in the wrong place.  Unless of course you need an extra for a movie about the zombie apocalypse, in that case I currently look every bit the part and without the help of special effects artists or makeup.  I am the walking dead this morning.  Please don’t shoot me in the head unless you are firing extra caffeine.

This is so cute! I found it while hunting for booger images. Maybe I should buy one and name it after the stalker?

The Booger has finally stopped sticking to me (and my daughter) via our Pinterest boards.   “Booger” is the less than affectionate name I’ve assigned to our stalker.  We’ve all had it happen at some time in life, where we sneeze, covering our nose and mouth with our hands, only to have some nasty, sticky thing end up on our finger and with  no tissue handy try to shake it off but it won’t go.  Then we find some something to wipe it off and it still seems to be there, unrelentingly hanging on.  *Note to my readers:  you are welcome for the visual, no need to thank me!*  That is our stalker, but she finally got the picture and stopped following us.  I have a few more hanger-ons but as long as they keep their snotty (pun intended) comments to themselves and off of my boards and blog posts, I won’t sweat it.  If I had to guess, though, my money says she still looks at the boards, Facebook, Twitter etc, because she is obsessed with knowing what we are doing.   *waves hello to Booger* – Yep, you are still looking aren’t you?  Hopefully not but just in case, I didn’t want to be rude.  I always find it humorous when someone looks at your social media to  see if you are talking about them, then gets their panties in a wad, when if they just didn’t look in the  first place they’d never know.  People can talk bad about me all they like, as long as it is not on my own outlets.  What is that saying, “love me or hate me, either way you are thinking about me!”.  Yeah, I am really powerful like that, occupying folks thoughts, it’s how I roll. *insert wicked, evil laugh*

I really need to find a new allergy medication, the one  I have been using for years is no longer cutting it.  Suggestions welcome!

Happy National Chocolate Day!!!  Think I’ll grab a Hershey Special Dark and celebrate!

Having just returned to the laptop with the umpteenth cup of coffee of the morning, I have to say that is one of the positives of working for myself, from home.  Aside from the fact that I am sporting my zombie attire, is knowing that no one takes the last cup of coffee, leaving a swallow behind, then slinks off without starting a new pot.  Here in the Diva Den it is just assumed that more coffee is wanted and  someone makes a fresh pot.  At the very least when one of us takes the last cup we quickly take a poll to see if another one should be made or if everyone has reached their ideal level of adult ADD meds.  Seems coffee drinkers, I mean serious ones, not those one cup a day types, are believed to be adult sufferers of ADD.  Like the medications for kids, the stimulant of caffeine helps us focus.  Considering I can drink an entire pot (as can the others here) and then go to bed and sleep like the dead, I think there is some accuracy to this line of thought.

Oh look at the time, need to go get ready for a conference call.  Might have to freshen up my look and smear my mascara further down my cheek.