Wine & Cheese ~ 62nd Serving

Romantic lunch setting with wine and food for twoWelcome to Wine & Cheese, my weekly, Wednesday whine session.

Many weeks on Wednesday I devote a blog to whining.

Despite being a really happy, positive person, I do have things that annoy me at times.

I never let anything grate on my nerves for long but thought it would be fun to vent them periodically in my blogs.

I also feel that good things, the cheese in life, should be acknowledged as well. I’m even going to throw in a bit of dessert, a piece of virtual chocolate, something that made me laugh or smile just a bit more than normal.

If you’d like to read the past editions of Wine & Cheese just click HERE for all of the past postings. Sit back and join me now for the 62nd  serving of some wine and cheese!

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WINE

:(  I am most unhappy with myself at the moment.  I logged in to my Sparkpeople account and was very disappointed in myself.  I had set a goal to get the weight off by my 50th birthday…and I failed.  Mostly because I never bothered to TRY to get it off.  I grew very comfy with the ‘curvy’ me that so many men tell me they like.  But I know it is not healthy and with high blood pressure and heart disease floating in the family, not to mention cancer of a few forms, I need to stop ignoring that my being a few pounds over weight is NOT a good thing.  There is nothing sexy about  poor health.

:(  I forgot my running shoes today.  I don’t run, but I do love to walk and when I was shopping for good shoes the folks in the running store fixed me up with these saying it would be better for me support wise etc.  I meant to bring them so I could walk at lunch.  I have on my work tennis shoes but those aren’t supportive enough.

:(  I just looked up my nightly glass of wine to see how many calories it has, and I’m not happy.  A 4oz glass (seriously who has a 4 ounce glass of wine?? that is a sip!) has 80 calories.  I’ll not be indulging in that for a while.

CHEESE

:)  To make it easier to stay motivated to get the weight off, the 3 oldest of us in the Diva Den are in a friendly little competition of Biggest Loser.  Mom and Boo are doing it through work, I am going up against them at the home front.  I plan to win.

:)  I had such a yummy lunch today!  Subway is just down the street so I opted for a 6 inch sub, building my own online to make it fit my calorie plan before I went to buy it.  Gotta love technology

:)  I love the perks of my job.  Not only my own office, blue jeans is acceptable attire, but I also have a 26″ HD flat screen in my office.  I’m munching lunch, watching the Reds game, and can watch all day if I like while I work.

:)  It is such a beautiful day outside!  I’ve got the office front door propped open, can hear the trains nearby, birds singing, this is really sweet!

DESSERT

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Friday Confessional

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*Rolling out of bed, sporting that award-winning bed head hair I’m famous for, I get in the car and head to my stylist for a quick change up before a shower, coffee and then skipping on over to the confessional*

I confess… 

That is pretty much how my morning started.  I slapped on a sweat shirt and jeans, then a ball cap and headed up to get my hair cut off.  It is that time of year when less is a good thing when it comes to my hair.  I needed a bit of a change.  So I had Phyllis chop it off.  I sprayed some pink in it for today too.

I confess… 

I am exhausted.  This week me, my mom and my sister have been staying up WAY too late.  I got them hooked on Downton Abbey because I knew if they watched an episode they would get sucked in like me.  We started at the beginning and now have 4 episodes left in season 3. We’ll be ready for season 4 when it starts though I think that is a ways off yet.

I confess… 

I just had my day made!  One of our customers who had a house fire called because she was walking through her nearly completed home and it brought her to tears.  She said she never imagined it would ever look so beautiful, having only the image of the burned ruins in her brain. She said she never thought it would look good again and that we exceeded her expectations and she also remarked how awesome our construction crews were to her and how kind everyone has been.  She had me in tears! It is a very stressful job at times, but when I get to hear from someone who had their life turned on end by a fire, who is so thankful and appreciative, well it really makes my job worth every difficult moment.

I confess…

I never thought I would say this but my nails are TOO long.  I’ve gone past what my youngest brother referred to as “street walker length”, and they must get trimmed back.  Thankfully it is getting done this afternoon.  These gel nails are great, never lift and very durable even at this ridiculous length.  Maybe today I will do something fancy like sparkles or pink tips?

Okay your turn, what do YOU need to confess?  Click the little girl above and come share!

My shorter hair

My shorter hair

Wine & Cheese ~ 61st Serving

iStock_000003890177XSmallWelcome to Wine & Cheese, my weekly, Wednesday whine session.

Many weeks on Wednesday I devote a blog to whining.

Despite being a really happy, positive person, I do have things that annoy me at times.

I never let anything grate on my nerves for long but thought it would be fun to vent them periodically in my blogs.

I also feel that good things, the cheese in life, should be acknowledged as well. I’m even going to throw in a bit of dessert, a piece of virtual chocolate, something that made me laugh or smile just a bit more than normal.

If you’d like to read the past editions of Wine & Cheese just click HERE for all of the past postings. Sit back and join me now for the 60th  serving of some wine and cheese!

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WINE

:(  I have been SO busy that I’ve neglected my blog.  It isn’t an intentional thing, only that it isn’t as big a priority as getting work done for my full time job and Avon business.  But hoping that I can fix that this weekend by writing ahead a bit and using the schedule feature to get things posted.  I miss writing!

:(  Where is Spring???  I am so tired of being cold, having my nose run, having to scrape my car off and warm it up in the mornings.  I want to roll the windows down and feel the breeze, get on a Harley and be someone’s fender fluff, sleep with the windows open in my room.

:(  My favorite TV shows are all coming to the end of their seasons.  This is both good and bad.  Good in that I won’t have to try to squeeze those in from Prime Time On Demand, bad in that, well…I’ll miss Daryl on The Walking Dead.

CHEESE

:)  I am loving my job!!!  I didn’t think I would like being back behind a desk and computer but it is SO much more than that!  It is an awesome feeling when you are helping people who have watched their lives turned on end in minutes due to fire, flood or storms.  Knowing that what we do restores their homes and memories is a super way to spend the day, and our days fly by!

:)  I keep being mistaken for being some years younger, and even asked a few times recently if I am my daughter’s sister.  I am not going to lie, I totally embrace turning 50, my new bi-focal glasses etc, but it does the ego very much good to be guessed or assumed younger!   I credit my skin care regimen!  You can read about that on my beauty blog.

:)  It’s Wednesday!  Middle of the week and we can see Friday if we stand on our toes!  YIPPIEEEEEEE!!!

DESSERT

Oh SO guilty!!!

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Pondering With A Purpose – Balance

Feeling like pondering and sharing? Click the icon and link up!  Today we are pondering “Balance”.

Balance - how do I keep my life in balance?

WOW that is a tough one.

The past 3 years my life has been anything but in balance as a whole or on average.  It went completely off balance about this time 3 years ago when the ex wanted a divorce.  For a while I was mentally and emotionally completely off balance from one extreme to another.  But things did settle down and once I moved out a routine was established.

I am probably a tad OCD in that I need a routine in order to function at my best.  I am also ADD enough to need and appreciate a break in routine for the sake of my sanity and to keep life interesting.  Some areas of my life I need complete order, everything staying the same, on a schedule, neat and tidy etc.  Other areas I need to be rapid fire changes, flashing lights, jump around, P-A-R-T-Y etc.  Confused? You should see inside my mind, it is one confusing place.

Routines of balance I need/like:

TV shows that I watch on certain nights of the week and plan my evening life around:

Blue Bloods
CSI
CSI:NY
Criminal Minds
The Walking Dead
Sons of Anarchy
Scandal
Nashville
Once Upon A Time

These are the shows I watch and don’t like to miss.  When I do miss one I don’t feel balanced until I’ve caught up on past episodes.  This means when two programs are on at the same time, I have scheduled time to watch them on Prime Time On Demand.  You can count on me being in front of the TV and refusing to answer my phone (replying to texts during commercials only) if a show I watch is airing.  Reruns totally mess me up and this winter break thing over the holidays, or a week off because something else airs, just throws me out of balance.  Same with football…love me some Bengals (yes I am fully aware they suck, I’ve been a fan since I was a little girl and their inception).  During the bi week I get messed up, or if the game is at 4pm instead of 1pm, or they are on Monday night.  It takes me a few weeks to adjust in the off season to no football game to watch.

Work is a balance of routine and chaos.  Routine in that I need a certain environment, things in a certain place and systems to get things done.  Chaos in that I like constant changes to people, tasks etc.  Weird, I know.  Bring on the ever changing assignments but move my laptop or calculator and I’ll staple your hand to the side of your body.

At home, my room is my refuge and haven.  Everything is always in a particular order.  I tend to hang there most of the time because things are always put away and I need that sense of order.

My love life? What love life?  I need that balanced too, hence right now I am simply single and enjoying that.  I am not prepared at the moment to balance personal life and time with a love relationship.  Right now I need my space and that is working well.  I do not want to invest the time and energy on a relationship, I have too many other things I want to achieve, get in order, and balance in my life.  I don’t want or have time for a relationship.

Friendships/entertainment – these are good too, in moderation.  Too much time out having fun and my balance gets messed up.

Needless to say, this past 2 weeks have been rough for me.  Starting a new job, and hanging out every evening with the boss while brain storming etc, has made it hard for me.  I need to reign things in a bit so I have balance.  I love getting out and doing things, but I also need my ME time.  My time to think, process, de-stress. Time to crochet and work on projects for my upcoming Etsy shop.  I need time to focus on my Avon business too.

I did really well being married to a firefighter.  Having ME time ever 3rd day was good.  I enjoy my own company and solitude in chunks of time throughout my week.  I NEED that in order to stay balanced mentally and I don’t apologize for turning down invitations to do things in order to have that necessary quiet time to myself.

Lately I do a lot of things in spurts, lacking balance.  I really NEED to find and achieve a balance across the board.  I just need to do it in small sections, an area at a time or I get over whelmed.

Goldilocks Coffee Musings

Coffee cup with steamI’m sitting here with the bleach in my hair getting rid of my roots.  I’ve been enjoying sporting the white hair for a while now, ever since that little mistake of trying to take my hair from auburn to Marilyn Monroe blond on my own.  It was a beautiful, creamsicle orange when I was finished.  My stylist told me I saved her about 2 hours by getting it that far so bravo me.  I haven’t determined if I will go back to my natural, dark blond again, I’m liking this bleached out look for now.

2013 is my year.  13 is a lucky number in my family, kind of a hereditary oldest child thing from what I can tell.  Gramps lucky number, then mom’s and then  mine.  I’ve always had a thing for the number since so many others find it bad luck.  For me, it seems to be the opposite.  So this is my year, 2013.  I’m excited at the possibilities that are ahead of me.  New career in the medical field, though I will keep the Avon business going, that seems to be a niche for me that I was not aware of before.  I have a real heart for the elderly and the younger folks in long term care facilities, that cannot take care of themselves or need a little help with daily functions.  I hated to admit it but it got to me and pulled me in!  I hate to admit it because I never gave it a thought in the past, when I could have been done with the training and been working in the field long ago.  But then I do not believe in accidents and obviously the timing wasn’t right before, now it is perfect.

This year is all about establishing deeper relationships with my kids and grandchildren.  DOING things together, spending time sharing and enjoying times, making memories.  I love this new chapter, the one titled GRANDMA, and I plan to make the most of it and embrace it with gusto.  I’m turning 50 this year, in 134 days to be exact, and I am going to enjoy that for all it is worth as well. YAY ME! Half of a marvelous century old, and not slowing down!  Bring on life, I’ve got this!

I am going to begin working on writing  novels this year, a dream I’ve had for a long time.  Lord knows my life is full of material that would make a best seller, in my opinion, so might as well start the process of developing characters and plot lines.  I love to write, I’m told by many of my readers that it is a talent I possess, so why not?  There are many who have encouraged me to write books.  I haven’t totally committed to a pen name yet, as I’m uncertain exactly what to use.  I have considered my name from the swinger days, Jaz, but not sure I want to do that.

I also want to get some things made for my Etsy shop.  Though I might just have my brother build me a website to use to sell things I make and that my sister makes.  We have our name for our creations ready to go, just need to actually DO something with it.

And yes the Avon business will be in full swing.  I’ve totally let that slide with things going on in my life, like my POS car, but I know that I need to do more with it and so I’ll be kicking that up.  I’m actually starting to plan out my time, scheduling everything from reading to crochet to writing, studying for the state exam then working in the nursing facility all the while dealing in cosmetics.

These are the reasons being single is a good thing for me at the moment.  Not that I’d not consider a relationship, as I said the door is not closed, but in order to do that it has to be someone who is not overly needy of my time and attention.  Someone who can encourage me to soar and not try to clip my wings or limit my progress.  Definitely someone without a shattered past.  Sure, we all have dysfunctional lives and carry baggage along this road, but I have a tendency to get involved with men who have severely broken pasts, and I cannot help them fix that nor do I want to help them lug all that baggage with them.  Both husbands and pretty much every man I’ve dated had a past that wasn’t just broken, it was pretty much shards of splintered glass crushed over and over underneath the feet of people in their lives.  I cannot do that again.  I don’t have the time or desire to help someone heal from their painful past life.  I guess that sounds incredibly selfish, but I am not a professional and therefore I am limited in what I can do to assist.

But right now, as the hair is processing, thanks to my sister being so willing to do the dye jobs around the Diva Den (thanks sooo much!), I think it is time for a round of Plague, Inc., the game I’ve been hooked on thanks to my children.  Now, if only the ‘world’ would stop trying to heal itself and let me destroy the population of the earth so I can level up.

He Is Here!!!!

It is currently 1:12am on 12/27/12.  I am sitting here sipping a glass of wine, unwinding from such an amazing night!

I arrived at the hospital at just after 3pm on 12/26/12 and went right up to the labor and delivery floor in search of my son and his wife.  They were there to give birth to their son.  I was blessed that despite a winter storm blowing outside complete with snow and freezing rain, Cowboy took me up there in a 4-wheel drive truck so that I could be there to hold my grandson shortly after his birth.  I had hesitated for a while, knowing how hard it is to have others there when in labor and after, but I just couldn’t stay away.

At 10:32pm, weighing in at 7 pounds, 6 ounces, and 20 inches long, Collin Patrick arrived into this world.  Shortly after his birth, the nurse came and summoned Ryann, the big sister, to come meet her brother.  They spent some time, just daddy, mommy, Ryann and Collin, before we all were ushered in to meet the newest addition to our families.

He is a beautiful baby!!!!

OMG I am just a mushy hot mess at the moment.  All tears of joy and excitement.  Melissa’s mom held him then handed him off to me.  Guess everyone knew that the grandmas had first dibs.  I was sorry my ex and his wife were not there so that grandma Judy could hold him too.

This is the best gift ever of Christmas, this wonderful little boy!

As a typical grandma, I’m sharing the photos.  :)

Collin Patrick at around 1 hour old.

Collin Patrick at around 1 hour old.

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Ryann and her new little brother, Collin

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Me and my grandchildren

Christmas Eve Morning Coffee Musings…

Coffee cup with steamI need to vent.

First, over night there was another drunk driving fatality.  Really, is it so difficult to call a cab? A friend? NOT GET DRUNK AND DRIVE???  It doesn’t just impact the family of the victim.  And by the way “victim” I use loosely as if you drove drunk and wrecked that is rather self imposed.  I prefer reckless fool to victim.  Word is out that he was in fact drunk, was verbally reported on the news.  There is a family that now for Christmas Eve morning is being told that someone isn’t going to be there to open his gifts this year.  But the impact doesn’t stop there.  Police officers and fire/rescue personnel will carry those images home with them today.  If you think it doesn’t bother them you are nuts.  And please don’t tell me that they should get a different job, it would eat at the heart and mind of the Grinch himself.  Then the lucky officer who had to go ring someone’s doorbell in the wee hours this morning to share the “good news” with the loved ones of the 24 year old deceased, he or she will carry that with them through the holiday as well, the shock, grief etc. of that family.  The only good is that he only took out himself.

Yesterday in the wee hours, a family headed to visit relatives for Christmas was forever changed when a drunk driver going the wrong way on the highway hit them head on. He is dead, his 7 year old is dead, and in the other vehicle the parents are dead and some of their children are in the hospital with life threatening injuries.  All dead, so many grieving, and all because someone was not responsible enough to get a designated driver.

Yes, I’ve been one of those drivers in my life, and thankfully never hurt myself or anyone else.  Things like this remind me that it just is NOT worth it.

On to better things.  Sorry just had to vent for a minute.

I am not ready for Christmas, I have a few things to finish up here today.  But despite being dead broke and no money, I’m happier than I have been in years.  I have my family, my health, and finished classes and got certified to work as a nurse aide.  I have the love of a bunch of awesome, quirky, slightly off balance and dysfunctional family and friends.

On Wednesday my 2nd grandchild will make his entrance into this world and the huge family (on his mommy and daddy’s sides) that already love that little man more than we can all begin to say.

In this year I’ve gained a daughter-in-law, a granddaughter, and before it ends a grandson.  So much love to go around, something money cannot buy to put under my tree.  Lives that make mine so full of joy and laughter.

Maybe that is why those stories make me so mad…I know how precious life is, and what a gift filled holiday this is simply because of who touches my life, and how I’d feel if one of those priceless treasures was torn from my world because of stupidity.

It’s A Cold Beer Kind Of A Night

It is dreary and raining and getting cold outside.  We had thunderstorms this afternoon.  Yes, here in an area where white Christmas does happen, we had thunderstorms today.  Frankly I am not a fan of snow but I’m all over it on Christmas morning, bring it.  But keep the thunderstorms, too out of context in December.

I apologize for my absence this past week, especially to those followers who have gotten used to daily posts from my corner of the world.  Last Monday I went back to school to get my STNA certification (State Tested Nurse Aide).  In class all day, homework and study at night, tests the next morning.  Such has been my life since.  Over the weekend I took a break and spent Friday night watching my granddaughter and I slept in on Saturday and Sunday morning.  I know I know, I should have been in church Sunday but I was beyond exhausted.  I’m pretty certain the Lord understands I was fried and needed the rest.

If I had taken the class at Cincinnati State it is like an 8 week course.  I’m not sure why, as it is 75 hours of training that includes 2 days of clinical, so 8 weeks seems a bit excessive.  But I will say 2 weeks really crams the material in fast.

I’ve never had some dream of doing this, in fact I have never really had any desire to be involved in the medical field in any capacity.  28 years of administrative and office management most of which was in an IT department, then 2 years of childcare and Avon, but never anything like this.  I was drawn to it when I visited the nursing home my sister works in, and when I talked about volunteering there she told me to go get certified and get paid to do the work.  Especially as volunteers cannot do the things I will be able to do to care for the residents.  And the more I learn the more I am drawn to this career.  I’m already looking at several other certifications that would expand the role I can play in caring for the elderly.

So that is where I have been.  I miss writing as it is my therapy, and miss all the memes and hops, but I will be back to those soon.  Friday is the final exam and I’ll be back here Friday afternoon for the Friday Confessional.

381998_391024604316403_639913031_nMeanwhile, I’m having a blast in school.  I LOVE to learn new things, and I’m in a class of only 5 students and we have a great chemistry.  Last week at lunch we took Scary Mary, the mannequin we practice on, and had some fun with her.  She is scary because well she just looks freaky.  And her boobs come off, so you can put man boobs on her and a penis.  Her eyes are creepy and more than one of us has walked through the door into the practice/skill room toward the restroom and jumped because there she is in the bed being all low budget horror movie like.  I’m probably scarred for life and will have nightmares about her.  The photo is Scary Mary at the instructor’s desk.  She has also been on the toilet, and I hope it scared the crap out of a weekend student.  Cruel, I know, but I’m all about sharing the love in this case.

Anyway, so here I am now, waiting on the dryer to finish up, sipping a cold beer, on a cold, rainy night, longing to crawl in to my bed.  I have to be up before the angels in the morning to head to my first day of clinical at the nursing home.  I’ll be catching up on my grown up Christmas list posts over the weekend too.  But for now, I think I’ll play on Farmville2 until the dryer is done, then it is off to bed for me.

Doc In The Box

docWell okay, not a doctor, a nurse practitioner.

And not in a box.  In our grocery store.

The Little Clinic.

I have to say…I am impressed.

I’ve been sick off and on now for oh…maybe 2 months?  Mostly I figured it was allergies, and it was, however it grew.  It became a sinus infection.  I did what every good Diva does, I self medicated with antibiotics I found left over from others in the house.  I know, I know, not good, especially when they were expired.  Weaker versions of their original selves.  Oh I checked to be sure they were ones for treating sinus infections, and they were, but they were weak at best.  It helped a little. But then things just got worse.  Even my eyes are watery and itchy from the, well, yuck stuff in my head.  Not good.

So, now that I’ve lost my voice, I finally went to have it checked.  Okay, again, mom said she was dragging me there strongly suggesting I go.  As I am self pay because I do not have insurance, I opted for the newly opened  Little Clinic.  For what it would cost me at the doc’s office, but without an appointment and much more convenient hours (guess THEY understand people work or have other obligations and their illnesses don’t seem to receive the memos about 9-5 except when on the golf course.

The place was not busy, was seen right away, and now I have a nice, strong, new antibiotic and a steroid to take to get me going.  Not  contagious just nothing more than a whisper and my head is stuffed and it’s dripping its yuck down my throat.  Lovely visual I know.  I’m a vision of loveliness actually, sporting my Bengal jersey (and of course they lost) and sniffling, blowing, sneezing.

And now, all medicated up and with a hot cup of hazelnut cappuccino (thanks to my niece moving home with her Keurig) I’m curling up on the bed to work on a crochet project and enjoy my virtual, HD fireplace on my TV (no fireplace in my bedroom) along with some nice Christmas music.

December Goals

It’s time for the Monthly Goals Linky Party!
How it works:
On the first Wednesday of every month, we write a post recapping our goals from the month before and setting goals for the future month.  Then, we link up the post with the linky party and give each other encouragement and support by visiting and commenting!
At the end of the year, a super awesome prize will be drawn and awarded to one random blog that linked up goals throughout the year!
To link up with the hostess and join in click the icon above and jump on board!

November Goals Recap:

  • Walk 5 times a week, rain or shine if outside, or inside on the treadmill, but walk and be up to 3 miles a day by the 30th of the month! FAIL! but not giving up!
  • Drink 64 ounces of water every day (I’ve been easily dehydrated for months).  SUCCESS!
  • Healthy snacks, if I must snack, during the day. SUCCESS
  • Less coffee and more herbal tea. Still working on this one
  • Eat breakfast every day. (candy is NOT breakfast) SUCCESS!!!
  • Start measuring portions on all food! Stop over eating. SUCCESS!!!
  • 8 new team members to my Avon business by the 30th. FAIL! But my car was in the shop so hard to get out there and work it.

Okay so 4 out of 7 isn’t too bad, better than 50%!  :)  But I am going to keep those that I did not make on the list for December.

DECEMBER Goals:

  • Walk 5 times a week, rain or shine, inside or outside, but at least 10 minutes a day and work up to 3 miles a day by the end of the month.
  • Less coffee and more herbal tea!
  • 8 new team members to my Avon business.
  • Continue to track myself daily on SparkPeople.com and not slack off like I have in the past.
  • Take off at least another 6 pounds by the end of the month.
  • Get my walk-in closet organized and in order and keep it that way!
  • Daily devotions and bible study – every single day!
  • Make it to church every Sunday this month.

Ready, Set, Go!

Once again I’m going to make the attempt to keep up with the fitness journey posts.

I decided that I would do this as a way to be accountable, and maybe even inspire someone else.  Hopefully, others will come along that inspire me too!

You can read about my purpose behind all this in the My Fitness Journal – Making Marti Marvelous section.

I began this week with reactivating my SparkPeople account.  It wasn’t inactive, just sitting there unused.  Not so much anymore.  I got on the scale and nearly stapled my mouth shut when I saw the results.  I don’t FEEL like I weigh this much but I do.  I don’t look like I weigh 183 pounds, but I do.  And that is not acceptable.

So I began tracking what is going in my mouth and that is always an eye opener for me.  I am a grazer when I go through my day.  Open fridge, grab something to chew on.  Wander to the kitchen for coffee, reach for a snack to munch.  And so goes my day.  Trouble is I don’t reach for the healthier options.  I go for the crap.

51YPNYK1B5LExample: cookies!  Pecan Sandies at 170 calories for 2.  UGH.  I don’t usually get by with just two…more like 4 or 6.  Yeah, that isn’t helping one bit.  10 grams of fat in 2 of them isn’t good either. That racks up to be 340-510 calories just on that one trip through the kitchen.  10-30 grams of fat, as opposed to the 3 grams of protein. Not a healthy or wise choice.

I could have 5 large baby carrots and rolled back out with only 35 calories.  And once I stopped eating sweets the first thing I noticed is just how sweet carrots are, and green grapes.  I can have a whole cup (may not sound like much but measure them out) for 110 calories.

Last night, instead of grabbing junk for a snack, I decided to go with a serving of raisins, green grapes and baby carrots.  3 servings of fruits and veggies in one sitting. First of all that is high volume food so it wasn’t easy to eat all of it!

1 cup of green grapes
1/4 cup of raisins
5 baby carrots.

It took a while to eat it all, while sipping water.  I was ready to just stop, but I also had not hit my minimum calorie intake of 1200 so I had to finish.  It was SO good.  I was more than satisfied by the time I finished.

I’ve also been told that often when we think we are hungry, we actually are dehydrated and need water.  I’ve taken to keeping up with 8 glasses of water a day.  I carry around my 24oz tumbler that is spill proof and filling it 3 times a day.  That has helped me get the water I need to drink, and it is healthier than a Diet Coke.

ProduceI’m going to be getting very familiar with the produce section at the store, and hopefully over time, with much determination and help from the site, I will be successful this time.

Day 29 ~ 30 Days Of Thankfulness 2012

I am thankful today that I am still currently self employed.

What I have held on to as allergies to our 3 cats, and I am rather allergic to them, now seems to be more.  I think I  may have a roaring sinus infection.  To top it off I had a touch of a stomach virus which left me sick to my stomach this morning.

My ‘job’ allowed for me to blow off the day and sleep most of it.  This was a good thing.

Still not feeling grand but thankful I did not have to go to work like this.

Day 26 & 27 ~ 30 Days Of Thankfulness 2012

This is 2 days worth as I forgot to post it yesterday.

Day 26 – I am thankful for hot, running water.  Nothing says “ahhh” like a nice shower.  So many do not have their own place to live, let alone the ability to keep themselves clean.  I try not to take for granted things like indoor plumbing and a nice hot shower.

Day 27 - I am thankful today for my hair.  Yes hair.  I can color it, cut it, style it, or not.  As a female, vanity strikes deep in me at times.  And our hair is one of those things we are vain about.  But I’m thankful that it is just hair, and that our hair is not who we are, as many learn when going through chemo for cancer.  And this will all make sense later today with a guest post from someone close to me.  But meanwhile, I am thankful that for now, I have hair on my head.

Monday Memos

Dear Noel,

I get that you are the top cat in the house.  For the record you are also the biggest and heaviest of the felines allowing us to feed and house them.

So what happened?  You normally will not step paw one into my room, as it is Pixel’s sleeping place and you usually respect that fact.  If I look at you, then you suddenly exit the room in a hurry.  Until 4am this morning when I woke to you laying on my chest.  For the record, yes, you purring is kind of soothing, and it was nice and warm.  However, you are a bit of a lard-butt when it comes to cats.  And breathing IS kind of necessary for me to continue to live, fill the food bowls and clean your litter box.

Next time, just curl up by my leg like Pixel does, if you insist on suddenly sleeping with us.

Humbly,
The Feline Feeder & Litter Cleaner Upper

Dear Warner Cable,

REALLY????

I mean REALLY REALLY????

We call you on Saturday because suddenly our cable, that was working just dandy Friday evening, is no longer functioning.  You remotely reset/boot all the boxes in the house (which by the way is just kinda creepy that you can do that).  The boxes all go into an eternal state of rebooting over and over.  We follow all of your help desk’s scripted instructions spoken in barely discernible English by a warm body in another country, unplugging, re-plugging, only to be told a technician will have to come see what the issue is on Monday.  We did without football on our TV, Once Upon A Time, The Walking Dead, 666 Park Avenue, and then suddenly the boxes are back on and the cable is working within an hour of the expected ETA of the technician, as if by magic??????  Are you sure it wasn’t just that no one was available this past weekend to throw the right switch or reboot YOUR box?

Grrrrrrr,
Wants Credit For Missed Days Of Television

Dear SparkPeople,

I thank you profusely for your FREE, diet and fitness website.  OMG nothing like tracking everything going in the mouth to suddenly make healthier food choices in order to spread those daily calories out a bit.  And yes, I know, those healthy carbs, some fat and the protein are very important to functioning fully.  Not to mention the 8 glasses of water a day I’m drinking again.  As one who easily is dehydrated that probably SHOULD be a good thing but I am not a big fan of drinking water.  But okay, I’m on it.  Heck I get to earn Spark Points, and I’m all about earning virtual points for virtual stuff, just ask FourSquare when I check in all over town and hold virtual Mayorship of dozens of places including our upstairs bathroom.

Seriously, I love the site, love the free everything on there and the exercise videos.  You all rock!

Gratefully,
My Future Slimmer, Fitter Me

It Only Takes A 183 Pound Spark!

As in a spark of motivation.

Desire.

SparkPeople

I got on the scale this morning after being a tad uncomfy in my favorite jeans yesterday.  I did not like what I saw, 183 pounds, but that was 9 less than it was when I last checked.

Still, that is not acceptable.

So I decided to once again get on and activate my SparkPeople account.

This will help me to watch what is going in  my mouth.  It also helps me track my water intake.  And exercise.  As a stickler for earning meaningless points at anything and everything social media like that I have, I also can earn points for everything I do on there.  Best part is?  FREE!  Yes it is 100% free.

I am all about free stuff.  Especially when said stuff can help me get fit and healthier.  50 has me in it’s cross hairs, so I am really desiring to get this done, hit my goal weight and be in much better shape.

Sure, people see me and few believe I really weigh this much.  I am good at dressing to hide it. But this is insane.  I weighed around this when pregnant with my daughter.  She is 22 years old.  I think it is safe to say that there is no reason I should not be back to my pre-baby weight.  I was hanging around the 150 pound range toward the end of my marriage.  But while some of this is depression and anxiety, comfort food weight, the marriage ended over 2.5 years ago now, time to stop with comforting myself with crap I eat.

I am what I call an equal opportunity comfort eater.

Happy? – Grab some comfort food!

Sad? – Go for the cookies!

Angry? – Look out candy here I come!

You get the idea…I just like to eat.  Not that eating in and of itself is so bad, it is more what I eat than anything.  And portions, those are important too.  Before today I would grab the raisins and have a cup or two.  A serving size is 1/4 cup.  Oops.  My favorite cereal, raisin bran, a serving is one cup.  I was going for 2 or 3 cups, whatever fit in the largest breakfast bowl I could find.  Not working so well!

If you are on SparkPeople, please feel free to add me as a friend!  I have a SPARK PAGE there, would love to have more friends as a circle of motivation!

If you are not yet using it, may I suggest it as a way to get fit, healthy, drop weight etc., all for FREE.

I don’t use their meal plans, as it isn’t required.  I do track everything going in my mouth, even my herbal tea.  Every day at the end of the day it gives me a report on my progress.  That helps.

Just click this button and come get sparked with me.

SparkPeople.com: Get a 100% FREE Online Diet

Day 25 ~ 30 Days Of Thankfulness

Today I am thankful for food to eat.

If my weight is any indication, I have an abundance of food.

So many go to bed hungry, and I can simply walk into the kitchen and find plenty to eat, is something to be very thankful.

The fact that I’ve reactivated my my Sparkpeople account again is a good indication that I’m not lacking for food!

Friday Confessional On Saturday

PhotobucketOops…Friday Confessional…on Saturday.

Because sometimes life happens!

Link up and confess – it is good for the soul.  And makes us all feel a bit better knowing we’re not the only under achievers.

Here it comes, this week’s dirty little secrets.

Right now I’m sitting on my pretty fingers.  I may never stop sitting on them where the subject of my psycho former sister-in-law-to-be is concerned, though at the moment it is all I have not to unleash my blog smack down on her.  The day the ink is dry and she is a OFFICIALLY former member of the family can never come soon enough.

 I could write my name on the furniture in my room this past week from the dust.  Actually, I could have written a book.  It’s clean now but wow.

I boycotted Black Friday shopping, even when my daughter called and wanted to hit a mall for a bit.  I love spending time with her but just did NOT feel like getting anywhere near a store.

My jeans were getting looser, but I’ve indulged in too much food the past few days.  And PMS is setting in again.  And I’ve not been diligent to drink a lot of water. *hangs head in shame*

I’ve had more than a few candy buckeyes.  They should be outlawed.  Wayyyy too yummy.

I went to bed at 8:50pm last night.  I slept until 7:30am this morning.  Fact is I could have slept more.

Okay, lame I know, but that is all that I’ve got for now.  I’m sure pressed to recall other things I could, but for now, that will have to do.

Pro – ?

This week the topic for Tuesday Coffee Chat is: Pro – ?

This is in regards to abortion.

The topic is highly controversial to say the least.

I had an unplanned pregnancy at 15yo, so I feel I can safely put my perspective on this.

I am pro-torn.  It just isn’t as cut and dry, in my opinion, as folks want to make it seem.  At least not to me.

First, for me it simply is not an option I would chose.  I thought about it long and hard when I was 15.  I was a sophomore in high school, had been accepted to the vocational school for the legal secretary program. I had a boyfriend, a summer of fun ahead of me and 2 more years of high school to do all those fun teenage girl things.  Pregnant was just a word until I found out I was going to have a baby.  I had a LOT of decisions to make.  Have the baby, or have an abortion.  If I had the baby, keep it or give it up for adoption.  If I kept it, how was I going to finish school, etc etc etc.  I ended up deciding to have the baby, a little girl, and gave her up for adoption.

Trust me being a birth parent isn’t easy, you carry that with you all of your life,  until, if like mine it is a closed adoption, you know how it all turned out.  I would say the vast majority never know what became of the child they placed for adoption if it is a closed one.  They can only hope and pray the child had the best of what life has to offer.  I was able to find the child, now an adult.  But that opens another set of issues.  For some, they reunite and try to make up for lost time as mom/child.  In our case…we were strangers.  She has a loving family, a mom and dad.  I gave her life, they gave her a LIFE.  She wasn’t looking for a mom, I wasn’t looking for a daughter.  We both had lots of questions waiting for answers, but neither of us was looking to add another seat at the Thanksgiving dinners with the family.  I guess that might sound cold, but trust me it isn’t.  We became friends of sorts, but I don’t push for contact.  That is all up to her.  We both have lives and families, we are friends that share some common genetic codes, and we’ve both had our eyes opened a bit to the wonder of what is genetic and what is learned behaviors.   She knows that I am here if she ever wishes to talk and that I will always care about her, but it isn’t something easy to explain.  She drifts in and out of my life at her will.  I was thankful to learn all my prayers had been answered for her, I could not have hand picked a more perfect family.   But I have no claim to her and while I enjoy and value her friendship very much, it is all by her terms.

Sorry, didn’t mean to hijack this.

Anyway, adoption IS a great option, but not everyone is mentally prepared to handle it.  It is far from cut and dry, have the baby, sign the papers then see ya bye.  It impacts your life and the child’s to varying degrees.

Keeping a baby and raising a child as a teenager is a personal choice, but not one I would choose or recommend.  As any parent knows there is more to it than diapers, naps, and feedings.  It too is not for the faint of heart.

Abortion is indeed taking a life.  I love the banner I have seen that says something to the effect: if we discovered a one cell organism on Mars, science would proclaim we discovered life on another planet.  But that a baby, until born, is not considered a life.  If a one-celled organism is considered life, then life begins at conception.  To me, in my mind, it certainly does.  But then it is actually a 2-celled organism I suppose.  Certainly once a heart starts beating, blood is flowing, then it must be considered life.  It is how we determine those outside of the womb are alive or dead, by a beating heart.  Brain activity would also make us call it a life, as the brain is actively making that little heart beat.  Per what I can find online, the heart is beating by week  4 or 5.  But prior to that, cells are actively dividing and transforming into various body parts.  It is alive.

Back to the discussion, is the Marvelous one pro-life?  Yes.  Is she also pro-abortion? Yes.

There are circumstances when I believe it is okay, if done very early.  But if there is ANY way to continue the pregnancy I think it should continue.

Now, about that whole woman’s right to choose, it is her body.  I’m calling bullshit right there.  The right to choose, in MOST pregnancies, was before you got pregnant.  There is precious little room for making the case of an accidental pregnancy with all the advances in medicine today.  Too many options to prevent the pregnancy are available.

The issue I have with its HER body, what about the other body that is growing there?   It’s not a child or baby if the woman chooses to end the pregnancy.  But it IS a child if she chooses not too?  People are charged with the murder of a mother and her unborn child in car accidents.  Or just the child if the mother survives.  I have an issue with that.  It is either a life and therefore a child, or it is not. But you cannot have it both ways based on want for that pregnancy.  To me, it is in fact a child, a life.  It isn’t murder if the mother ends the pregnancy, but it is if another driver runs into her and ends the pregnancy.  How can that even be?

And what of the fathers?

Sally and John discover Sally is pregnant.  Sally doesn’t want the baby or pregnancy so she goes and ends it.  She doesn’t need John’s permission.  In fact, he has ZERO say in the matter even though he wants the child.  That isn’t right it is HIS child too!  But wait, she is woman, hear her roar, and it is HER body so she gets to make the choice.  Sorry John you are but a sperm donor and have no say so whatsoever in the life of your would be child.

But suppose Sally decides to continue the pregnancy and give the baby up for adoption.  NOW John matters.  The courts want his input and signature on the bottom line releasing his rights to this child.  If it is her body, her right to choose, why does the father even enter into the picture at this point?

OR Sally gives birth and keeps the baby, but John does not want this child.    Now little Miss It’s My Body and My Womb and My Choice suddenly expects John to PAY for her choice for the next 18 years.  How the heck is that even right?  If she doesn’t want it, despite him wanting it, then it isn’t a child, it is her choice.  But if he doesn’t want it, she does, now it is his responsibility.  Bullshit.

Sorry but dads get screwed in this and that is simply not right at all.

What about rape or incest?  Well as far as rape goes, if you immediately report it and go to the hospital, there are steps that can be taken during the processing of your body as a crime scene that will ensure it is unlikely you will get pregnant.  Incest is another issue in and of itself.  Sadly it isn’t until some young child is pregnant that the violation of her innocence is even known.  There will always be extenuating circumstances that I would support abortion, but they truly are rare in occurrence.  Abortion as a means of birth control is wrong, there are far better ways to prevent a pregnancy.

Okay that all said…I believe abortion for the most part is wrong.  It is murder in my opinion, a sin.  However…I don’t have to answer for another’s choice.  My sins are the ones I have to answer too.  And believe me if you are in line behind me on Judgment Day, bring a picnic basket because it’s going to be a long wait.   The dirt in front of my own door will have me sweeping for a long time.  Abortion is legal, and it is not going to go away because it is all about making money.  If you have any doubt of that, read the book “The Scarlet Lady” by Carol Everett.  The industry is far less about women’s health care and WAY more about making money.

SIGH…I’m sure this doesn’t help much.  See, it really isn’t all that easy for me to stand completely on one side or the other.

10 Things I’ve Learned In 2012

10 Things I’ve Learned This Year

(to participate click the icon above!)

  1. Sometimes people are going to let me down, take sides in something that is none of their concern (like my divorce), because they are closer to the other person.  They may say things at the time that are hurtful and even mean where I’m concerned.  They may never come get  my side of the story.  But it’s okay to forgive them, because forgiveness isn’t about them, it’s about me.  Me healing, me getting rid of that little seed that grows bitterness and isolation from folks that would otherwise love me.  And in the end, maybe, just maybe, their comments and criticisms were  justified, as my actions or behavior at times might have been less than what it should have been.  Perhaps I brought it on myself, perhaps not.  Either way, I cannot expect perfection from anyone until I myself am perfect.  And that work is still in progress. Continue reading

Friday Confessional

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I confess… 
I did NOT want to get out of my bed this morning to go do this vendor event with my SwissJust upline.  But I needed the exposure to some of the products and knowledge she has, and she was going to be alone at an event that typically has 17,000 people through it in the course of the weekend so it didn’t seem fair not to go.

I confess… 
I am SO glad that I went to the event.  I did learn a lot and it helped me with my push out of my shy comfort zone.  And it was fun.

I confess… 
I am starting to really look forward to going to school in a few weeks to get my nurse aide certification.  At first I wasn’t but I love old people, and getting to work in the nursing home with them, helping to care for them, is appealing.  Having medical insurance again is a huge plus too.

I confess… 
I am somewhat glad that one of my favorite shows, Blue Bloods, is not on tonight.  I came home with a migraine today and it totally kicked my butt.  I don’t get them often, so when I do, I am always astounded at the amount of energy they drain from my body.

I confess… 
I am about to go re-heat my pumpkin spice coffee for the third time because I keep getting distracted online and forgetting to drink it.