Archive for October, 2009

It takes a tribe…
October 29, 2009

…to raise a child. I really do believe that. A lot of people ask how my son is so well adjusted to the custody arrangements my ex-husband and I have, and how smart and well mannered he is. They tell me a story about how their kid screams every time they’re at the grocery store or how they have a horrible habit of spitting on the mirror and rubbing their hands through it. Oh wait that last one was my kid… You see my kid isn’t perfect either. But the compliments I get about him are all true and he is in fact well adjusted, smart and well mannered.

I think the reason why is because he’s picked up things from all of us, his family, all of us have something to give him. He says please and thank you and knows how to politely interrupt when the adults are talking. He tells me I’m beautiful even when I haven’t put my make-up on. He doesn’t scream, yell or kick when we are out in public, he’s just a good kid. So long as he has his nap mind you, he is still a four year old (in December-eeek!).

Next time someone asks me how I got so lucky I’ll tell them, it takes a tribe.

kiddo

My little man

I’m so thankful for that little boy, he is the best thing that ever happened to me. I can’t wait to see you in December little man!

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The early bird gets the worm?
October 22, 2009

Are you early, late, or right-at-the-tip-of-the-hour on time type of person? I’m the right on time type, like 9 o’clock on the money, I’m walking in the door. I’d like to be the early type but I value my sleep far too much. Sometimes I’ll get in the habit of getting up a little earlier which puts me out the door and to the office early, but not consistently.

I know, I know if I just set my alarm 15 minutes earlier it would make all the difference. I used to preach that to my 20 person collections team back in the day. Maybe I’ll add that to my 101 goals? I’ve been looking to replace a couple that seem silly to me now.

So again, which one are you early on-time or late? What’s your morning routine that get keeps you that way?

I love me some cheese
October 16, 2009

Cheese is like what, old dairy right? Well I love it, can’t get  enough. You know when your slicing or grating cheese, that little pile? Yeah that little pile can ruin a whole day of dieting. A lot of  calories for a little cheese. Protein, calcium and fat, it’s all there.. On my thighs.

Enjoy your tacos, I know I will.

Themes, themes the magical fruit
October 14, 2009

Oh wait, that’s beans… woops! Anyway, I just can’t seem to quit fiddling around with my theme so I apologize when you’re surprised it’s changed again when you visit (ohandthankyousomuchforfrequentingmyblog). I’m trying to find the theme that goes the best with my header. I was able to modify the color to try and match it up in Photoshop but it looks a little off to me. I’ll need to fine tune it, but for now I like it.

Is it visually pleasing to you?

Also I’m thinking about adding a bargain blog here once a week, would you be interested in reading about that or no?

I’m just sayin’
October 10, 2009

I found this somewhere, maybe I got it in an email… I have no idea. But I do know this  article/post/email/whatever is very inspiring to me and I want to share it with you. If anyone knows where this originated from or who wrote it please comment with any information because I’d love to know. For now though, just read on.

Before you leave or look away…I encourage you to read this whole thing. I know its very long, but I think its important to read.

A time comes in your life when you finally get it … when, in the midst of all your fears and insanity, you stop dead in your tracks and somewhere the voice inside your head cries out ENOUGH!!!

Enough fighting and crying or struggling to hold on. And, like a child quieting down after a blind tantrum, your sobs begin to subside, you shudder once or twice, you blink back your tears and begin to look at the world through new eyes.

This is your awakening. You realize it’s time to stop hoping and waiting for something to change…or for happiness, safety and security to come galloping over the next horizon. You come to terms with the fact that you are neither Prince Charming or Cinderella and that in the real world there aren’t always fairy tale endings (or beginnings for that matter) and that any guarantee of “happily ever after” must begin with you…and in the process a sense of serenity is born of acceptance.

You awaken to the fact that you are not perfect and that not everyone will always love, appreciate or approve of who or what you are…and that’s OK. They are entitled to their own views and opinions. And you learn the importance of loving and championing yourself…and in the process a sense of new found confidence is born of self-approval.

You stop complaining and blaming other people for the things they did to you (or didn’t do for you) and you learn that the only thing you can really count on is the unexpected.

You learn that people don’t always say what they mean or mean what they say and that not everyone will always be there for you and that it’s not always about you. So, you learn to stand on your own and to take care of yourself…and in the process a sense of safety and security is born of self-reliance.

You stop judging and pointing fingers and you begin to accept people as they are and to overlook their shortcomings and human frailties…and in the process a sense of peace and contentment is born of forgiveness.

You realize that much of the way you view yourself, and the world around you, is as a result of all the messages and opinions that have been ingrained into your psyche.

And you begin to sift through all the junk you’ve been fed about how you should behave, how you should look, how much you should weigh, what you should wear, what you should do for a living, how much money you should make, what you should drive, how and where you should live, who you should marry, the importance of having and raising children, and what you owe your parents, family, and friends.

You learn to open up to new worlds and different points of view. And you begin reassessing and redefining who you are and what you really stand for. You learn the difference between wanting and needing and you begin to discard the doctrines and values you’ve outgrown, or should never have bought into to begin with…and in the process you learn to go with your instincts.

You learn that it is truly in giving that we receive. And that there is power and glory in creating and contributing and you stop maneuvering through life merely as a “consumer” looking for your next fix.

You learn that principles such as honesty and integrity are not the outdated ideals of a bygone era but the mortar that holds together the foundation upon which you must build a life.

You learn that you don’t know everything, it’s not your job to save the world and that you can’t teach a pig to sing.

You learn to distinguish between guilt and responsibility and the importance of setting boundaries and learning to say NO.

You learn that the only cross to bear is the one you choose to carry and that martyrs get burned at the stake. Then you learn about love. How to love, how much to give in love, when to stop giving and when to walk away.

You learn to look at relationships as they really are and not as you would have them be. You stop trying to control people, situations and outcomes. And you learn that alone does not mean lonely.

You also stop working so hard at putting your feelings aside, smoothing things over and ignoring your needs. You learn that feelings of entitlement are perfectly OK…and that it is your right to want things and to ask for the things you want…and that sometimes it is necessary to make demands.

You come to the realization that you deserve to be treated with love, kindness, sensitivity and respect and you won’t settle for less. And you learn that your body really is your temple. And you begin to care for it and treat it with respect. You begin to eat a balanced diet, drink more water, and take more time to exercise.

You learn that being tired fuels doubt, fear, and uncertainty and so you take more time to rest. And, just as food fuels the body, laughter fuels our soul.

So you take more time to laugh and to play.

You learn that, for the most part, you get in life what you believe you deserve…and that much of life truly is a self-fulfilling prophecy. You learn that anything worth achieving is worth working for and that wishing for something to happen is different from working toward making it happen.

More importantly, you learn that in order to achieve success you need direction, discipline and perseverance. You also learn that no one can do it all alone…and that it’s OK to risk asking for help. You learn the only thing you must truly fear is the greatest robber baron of all: FEAR itself.

You learn to step right into and through your fears because you know that whatever happens you can handle it and to give in to fear is to give away the right to live life on your own terms.

And you learn to fight for your life and not to squander it living under a cloud of impending doom. You learn that life isn’t always fair, you don’t always get what you think you deserve and that sometimes bad things happen to unsuspecting, good people.

On these occasions you learn not to personalize things. You learn that no one is punishing you or failing to answer your prayers. It’s just life happening.

And you learn to deal with evil in its most primal state – the ego. You learn that negative feelings such as anger, envy and resentment must be understood and redirected or they will suffocate the life out of you and poison the universe that surrounds you. You learn to admit when you are wrong and to build bridges instead of walls.

You learn to be thankful and to take comfort in many of the simple things we take for granted, things that millions of people upon the earth can only dream about: a full refrigerator, clean running water, a soft warm bed, a long hot shower.

Slowly, you begin to take responsibility for yourself by yourself and you make yourself a promise to never betray yourself and to never, ever settle for less than your heart’s desire. And you hang a wind chime outside your window so you can listen to the wind.

And you make it a point to keep smiling, to keep trusting, and to stay open to every wonderful possibility.

Finally, with courage in your heart you take a stand, you take a deep breath, and you begin to design the life you want to live as best you can.

I couldn’t have said it better myself.

That guy…
October 7, 2009

Do you have a TMI Fed Ex guy? Ya know, the one who comes in and you’re afraid to ask how they are because they’re going to reel you into a conversation that you didn’t want to be apart of… (oh haaai run on sentence!) well I have that guy. I now know he used to be an EMT and his boss made him touch a dead guy. Or that he wants to be a teacher but doesn’t have enough schooling/experience. I also know that he was recently turned down for a teaching job due to lack of experience. How about the time directly after asking the polite how-are-you question his response was “not great, I drank an entire bottle of Jager last night”. Awesome thanks for the info…

Wait, let’s not forget about the I’m-too-sexy-for-my-shirt UPS guy. He walks in here like he is gods gift to women and any woman in his presence should fall at his feet with admiration and lust. Yep, I have him too. Lucky me.

Who’s your “that guy”?

Definitely.
October 2, 2009

I cannot spell definitely to save my life. Yes I realize I just did… because I Dictionary.com’d it. What’s your word?

I also realized after receiving a silly email about office kitchen stickies that I’m definitely not the only one who has OCD to this:

Stuck on an office microwave

Stuck on an office microwave

I’m definitely not excited I used 3/4 tank of gas in three days. I had to drive about 30 miles out of my way, everyday, for three days straight. My truck drew a lot of miles this past weekend on them roads.

I’m also definitely not excited that my little boy left for his Daddy’s today for 3 months. 😦 This is getting harder and harder I mean he’s a little person now, a little man. We have conversations about lot’s of things.  He’s like my little Magic 8 Ball, whenever I need a decision made I’ll ask him this or this? I always go with his answer, always. Little things like should we go to Safeway or Fred Meyer first? Should we go home or get some gas? You know the real important decisions. 😉

I’m definitely going to miss him.

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