This year has not started off like I wanted it. I had my workout plan all set and ready to go and then January 1st, BAM!, woke up with a serious head cold that my husband gave me. So here I am on day 4 trying to breathe and it’s not going well. Anyone have any great cures for nasal congestion?
Today is my 45th birthday. My life, if I’m lucky, is half over. This weekend was spent with my fister ( sister/friend) and it was amazing. Today has been spent doing laundry, running errands and cooking and thinking. Thinking about what I want to do and achieve in my next 45. So for the next 365 days is going to be the year of me. I don’t know exactly what that means but I do know that I’m going to step out of my comfort zone. Hopefully I’ll be consistent about documenting it here.
Lately it’s hit me just how short life really is. Maybe it’s because I’m in my 40’s now and I realize that if I’m very lucky I’m at the halfway point or maybe it’s that so many people that I know have died this year. Some I’ve been incredibly close to and others I used to know. I realize that I’m probably going to have some regrets about things that I haven’t done or won’t be able to do. With 2016 right around the corner I want to do better next year to minimize the regrets and to do more of what I want to do. Whether that be more concerts, doing 5K’s or planning a trip to Europe. I feel a responsibility to honor those who don’t have the chance to do any of those things. My brother, my father, my brother in law, countless friends and other family we have lost. I’ve become so lazy and comfortable. Sitting in my house in my sweats while so many amazing things are out there for me to do and to try. I owe it to them to not waste my days staring at a computer screen or my phone and getting out there and experiencing stuff. It’s time to step out of my comfort zone and my comfy pants.
Once again I’m starting my health journey. I did really well last year from December 1st until the beginning of June when I came home from vacation. I was so good on vacation, I even lost weight. Since I’ve been home I’ve been slacking. BIG TIME. Where I work out started their 6 week Santa Slimdown on Sunday. I signed up but haven’t been to workout yet. So clearly I’m sucking already at this. I don’t know what is holding me back. Laziness? Tiredness? Shame from falling so far back? I just know I need to get my shit together.
So I quit drinking December 1st as part of a 6 week bootcamp/slimdown challenge. When I quit I expected all these magical things to happen. When you read about people who stop drinking, their skin clears up, they lose weight, not so bloated, tons of energy, All these AMAZING things. I didn’t get any of that. The only thing is I sleep more. A LOT more. Like I’m sleeping 9-11 hours a night. My skin still looks like crap, I haven’t dropped a ton of weight and my energy level is in the toilet.
So many people around me are losing loved ones and it’s making me think ahead to when I’ll have to say Goodbye to those around me. I’m trying to be a better me this year and let those around me know how much I love them and how much I care. Not just family but friends too. Since it’s February and it’s all about hearts and love this month, whether it be Valentines Day or the GoRed campaign, I think I’ll write letters to all those who mean so much to me, Just to let them know. Everyone likes to know they are loved and wanted and cherished.
So my Dad has been gone for 36 years. My Mom never really talked about him after he died because she thought it would be easier on me. Last year I connected with a cousin who I hadn’t talked to in 35 years. It was amazing. Now today I’ve connected with a couple more cousins and found out that my Dad had 5 brothers and 2 sisters, I had a whole set of family that I never got to know. I also found out he was in the Korean War.
I don’t blame my mom, I’m sure she was doing what she thought was best but I can’t help but wonder what I missed out on, Not knowing them.
So I’ve wanted to start blogging again but couldn’t think of what I would say. Then it hit me that I can use this to write memories so when I’m 90 and can’t remember anything I can pull this up on my contact lenses by blinking and BAM! There’s my whole life, right in front of my face.
So I suck at blogging. I keep saying I want to get better and then I make a half assed attempt which lasts about a week then I go back to nothing for months. However, a few friends and family members think I should start blogging about the recipes and food I make. So I will start doing that as well and getting better about just regular rants and raves.
So this is me trying once again.
Why is it that every celebrity husband ( Tiger Woods, Jesse James, et. al ) has decided that cheating is a sex addiction. Really? It’s not just that you are a piece of shit who screwed around on their wife and got caught. Now we get to go to rehab and pretend that it’s along the lines of heroin? Really? What the fuck is this world coming too.
I had this typed up but WP wouldn’t save the draft so I’m starting over. Anywho….
I’m sure you have all heard about the whale at Sea World in Orlando that killed the trainer. If not, HERE is a link to the story on People.com
When I first heard the story yesterday, I immediately felt for the family of the trainer. I can’t imagine what they are going through. Granted she knew the risks and she died doing something that she loved but still, it’s tragic. Then I started to think about the poor whale, this animal who was rescued from a accident and couldn’t be sent back into the wild. I thought how sad that this creature who should be roaming free in the ocean couldn’t due to some type of accident. This poor thing having to be trapped and fed probably not nearly enough and then had to perform on a daily basis. I was just as sad for the whale as I was for the woman.
THEN more news broke about this story today. This same whale has been involved with killing two other trainers. TWO. Not only that but has attacked other trainers and luckily they got away. If this was a dog and had killed two people it would have been put down. I think the thing that pisses me off the most it that this was PREVENTABLE. If Sea World had been responsible and not made this animal perform, this woman’s family wouldn’t be making funeral arrangements now. How many people does this whale have to kill before it’s put to death.
When Sea World bought the whale it was with the understanding that the animal would not be used for entertainment purposes due to the fact that it had already killed one trainer. Apparently Sea World missed that memo.
Also this animal wasn’t a rescued whale. It was a healthy, happy whale, swimming along minding it’s own business when it was caught and then used in a show.
*sigh* When it all comes down to it, I feel for the animal. It doesn’t know any better. It was happy and content swimming away and then all of a sudden thrust into this confining cage and being fed when humans decided to. Made to perform and entertain humans.
I love Sea World and when we lived in Orlando we were there every weekend. I think that these animals can be tamed if they are breed in captivity and deal with humans from day one. However you can’t expect an animal who has spent most of it’s life at sea to adapt to a cage and being fed on a schedule.
I just hope that the women didn’t suffer too much and that she passed quickly. I also hope that her family can gain some sort of peace from the fact that she died doing what she loves.
Is it just me or are the conditions of the ice and snow killing people’s dreams. I mean you would think that the Olympic committee and the city of Vancouver would check this stuff out weeks if not months and years before the start of the games. All those falls, all those injuries, all those dreams shattered because of crappy ass snow.
Blogger was too hard to remember to do. I had to log out with one email, log back in with another. it was just too much work. I attempted to import my posts from over there but I don’t think it’s going to work and frankly I don’t care that much to spend too much time on it.
I’m hoping with WP being easier that I will blog more. So I missed you WP I hope you will take me back with open arms
So this Tiger Woods thing. He had an affair. Millions of people do it. Why does this need to be world news. Why? Because he is famous. I keep hearing all of these people saying that he let them down and that he is a role model to their children. I’m sorry if Tiger is your kids role model I feel sorry for them. You, the parents should be your children’s role model. Tiger is someone who you should tell your children that you can accomplish what he has. That with hard work and determination that they too can be great.
I don’t think Tiger needed to apologize to the world. This is a private family matter and the only people he should have to seek forgiveness from is his family. PERIOD
I’m grateful for so many things in my life and over Thanksgiving one of those is that we don’t have to travel to see relatives. I realize that may sound harsh but I like just us 3 for dinner and no whining over who’s hosting and who’s house are we going to.
I spent the entire day in jammies cooking and eating and napping and eating some more. It was heaven.
Friday we went shopping but not early. I didn’t even roll out of bed until 9 am and it was glorious. Spent way too much money. Hell John almost convinced me we needed a 32 inch tv in the bedroom. Almost. Saturday was busy, rearranging furniture so we could fit a Christmas tree in there. So one couch went downstairs and the matching ottoman then it was off to find the perfect tree. Christmas is my favorite holiday. Not so much for the presents thing but the decorating and the music and driving around looking at Christmas lights. I love the entire season. So off we went to the tree farm to find our tree. 90 minutes later I am sad and ready to settle for a less than perfect tree then on our way out. THERE IT WAS, not more than 100 yards from our truck. Really, I’ve just hauled this fat ass all over this farm and our tree was right in front of us the whole time. *sigh* We got our tree and I have to say she is a big girl. I posted a picture on FB and will post one here too when it’s decorated. Let’s just say that when the song Fat Bottom Girls was written, my tree was their inspiration.
Hope everyone had a great Turkey Day