Sunday, August 31, 2014
Thursday, August 28, 2014
What's the Big Deal About Coffee?
I myself have never consumed as much as one sip of coffee. The smell of it alone is enough to make me gag. However, I do enjoy mocha flavored food, as long as it isn't too strong. 31 Flavors makes a killer mocha shake.
I prefer to ingest my caffeine by way of soda pop. Sometimes diet Coke and sometimes regular Pepsi. It's cold, it's refreshing and it's a much more effective waker-upper than a hot beverage. About the only hot things I drink are apple cider and hot chocolate. Both of them make me want to go back to bed and get under the covers.
Just my two cents.
I prefer to ingest my caffeine by way of soda pop. Sometimes diet Coke and sometimes regular Pepsi. It's cold, it's refreshing and it's a much more effective waker-upper than a hot beverage. About the only hot things I drink are apple cider and hot chocolate. Both of them make me want to go back to bed and get under the covers.
Just my two cents.
Tuesday, August 26, 2014
KennaBeans * A Fresh New Blog
My future daughter-in-law has recently begun to blog. She has some amazing things to say. And I'm not just braggin' on her because I adore her. Check her out, you will see what I mean when I say A-M-A-Z-I-N-G.
http://kennabeans.weebly.com/
And, to quote Kenna, "Until next time, stay cool beans."
http://kennabeans.weebly.com/
And, to quote Kenna, "Until next time, stay cool beans."
Monday, August 25, 2014
I'm Stingy
Yes, I'm stingy. I see it more and more as the days go by. I am very aware that my resources are limited, and it's important that I not waste them. By resources I mean time, emotions, effort, and vulnerability. I want to share the best of myself with people who truly appreciate me. People who feel I add something of value to their lives.
And....I hate being ignored. I give 110% in my relationships, and don't expect the other person to mirror that, but they should come close the majority of the time. If they are too preoccupied to make me a priority, that's fine. To borrow part of the title of a popular book, maybe they're just not that into me. I'm not going to make a voodoo doll in their likeness and stick pins it. I'll just stop investing my resources in that person. To handle things any differently would require me to be fake, and that is something I cannot and will not do.
I think it's healthy to take a periodic inventory of the relationships in our lives. If you're anything like me, you don't have to make time for this inventory because you have your own built-in warning system. A system that alerts you when things are one-sided. The bottom line is to value yourself, value your emotions, and value your time. It's okay to be stingy. Trust me on this one.
And....I hate being ignored. I give 110% in my relationships, and don't expect the other person to mirror that, but they should come close the majority of the time. If they are too preoccupied to make me a priority, that's fine. To borrow part of the title of a popular book, maybe they're just not that into me. I'm not going to make a voodoo doll in their likeness and stick pins it. I'll just stop investing my resources in that person. To handle things any differently would require me to be fake, and that is something I cannot and will not do.
I think it's healthy to take a periodic inventory of the relationships in our lives. If you're anything like me, you don't have to make time for this inventory because you have your own built-in warning system. A system that alerts you when things are one-sided. The bottom line is to value yourself, value your emotions, and value your time. It's okay to be stingy. Trust me on this one.
Sunday, August 24, 2014
Thursday, August 21, 2014
He Gets It
I recently wrote a post called "One Foot Out the Door"
concerning my son and his forgetfulness of "the rules." He doesn't
read my blog (big surprise there....lol) so today's phone call from him
was completely innocent and not meant to score brownie points:
Him: I'm just calling to let you know I have one more call to do (he works in merchandising) and then I'm going to see Pastor Chris, to fix his computer at 5:30.
Me: Okay, thank you for letting me know.
Him: I just wanted to you know because I didn't want you to plan something special for dinner and then I didn't show up.
Me: Is Pastor Chris going to feed you dinner?
Him: I don't know, but if he doesn't, I'll feed myself when I get home.
Me: Okay, thank you - love you.
Him: I don't want you to think that I take anything for granted because I'm not home. A lot of parents get upset if their kids are never home.
Me: I understand you never being home. You're doing what you're supposed to be doing. You know you have a bed and food and a place to rest and relax, when you need it. That's our job as parents and as long as you are considerate, as you have been, we're good.
Him: Thank you Mom, I appreciate that.
He does get it. And he's a considerate, caring guy the majority of the time. Fills my mother's heart with pride.
Him: I'm just calling to let you know I have one more call to do (he works in merchandising) and then I'm going to see Pastor Chris, to fix his computer at 5:30.
Me: Okay, thank you for letting me know.
Him: I just wanted to you know because I didn't want you to plan something special for dinner and then I didn't show up.
Me: Is Pastor Chris going to feed you dinner?
Him: I don't know, but if he doesn't, I'll feed myself when I get home.
Me: Okay, thank you - love you.
Him: I don't want you to think that I take anything for granted because I'm not home. A lot of parents get upset if their kids are never home.
Me: I understand you never being home. You're doing what you're supposed to be doing. You know you have a bed and food and a place to rest and relax, when you need it. That's our job as parents and as long as you are considerate, as you have been, we're good.
Him: Thank you Mom, I appreciate that.
He does get it. And he's a considerate, caring guy the majority of the time. Fills my mother's heart with pride.
Wednesday, August 20, 2014
Tuesday, August 19, 2014
Attacks of ...... Panic
They occur far less frequently now, than they used to. And that is how it should be since the traumatic event was eight years ago. Yet to certain parts of my mind, the event was only yesterday. That is the sad, cold truth of the matter.
My pain clinic doc wanted me to see their in-house family nurse practitioner. I don't know why, and was never told why when I was contacted to schedule the appointment. I already have a FNP and I would never give her up. The appointment was today and about an hour beforehand the meltdown began. Bottom line is I cancelled at the last moment, and now the provider must approve a future re-schedule.
It's impossible not to beat myself up over this kind of thing. Yet logically I know all I can do at this point is accept the fact I will need to ask my husband to take me to future appointments of this type. I will have to schedule them when he is available, and that's the way it has to be to avoid having this happen in the future.
Take a deep breath, suck it up, and move on.
My pain clinic doc wanted me to see their in-house family nurse practitioner. I don't know why, and was never told why when I was contacted to schedule the appointment. I already have a FNP and I would never give her up. The appointment was today and about an hour beforehand the meltdown began. Bottom line is I cancelled at the last moment, and now the provider must approve a future re-schedule.
It's impossible not to beat myself up over this kind of thing. Yet logically I know all I can do at this point is accept the fact I will need to ask my husband to take me to future appointments of this type. I will have to schedule them when he is available, and that's the way it has to be to avoid having this happen in the future.
Take a deep breath, suck it up, and move on.
Monday, August 18, 2014
Underwear
It's highly overrated, in my opinion. It annoys me the way it bunches up or moves around. And don't get me started on the old visible panty line phenomena. I just don't like it and therefore, I rarely wear it. I have a few pair, in case I have to go to the hospital. Men are a lot more accepting of this. Other women find it cheap and tacky. So to shut them up I boldly announce, "I don't shave my legs either!" Oh yeah, that always gets me a gasp or two or three. THEN, I show them a leg and they bend down and examine it closely. No tricks, no applications of hot wax or hours spent with tweezers. I'm fair skinned and not a hairy person, I explain. Haven't had to shave my legs for the past 15 years. Whatever judgment they would have passed at the lack of under garments is quickly replaced by wonder and awe at my amazing hairless legs.
Saturday, August 16, 2014
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