Lights.
Christmas lights bring cheer to dreary winter nights.
They remind us of the light we can be filled with by following our savior Jesus Christ.
December 12, 2011
November 21, 2011
Thankful
So, this month-as I do every November- I've been trying to focus on things I'm thankful for. One exercise I've done is posting a status update on Facebook every day with something I'm grateful for.
This time in my life is a transitioning period. I'm still trying to figure a lot of things out, and adjust to my new life situation. Change is definitely a learning, stretching, growing experience if we let it be.
I am grateful for the scars. They have molded and shaped me into who I am today.
I have learned I have more strength then I previously thought I did. More often than not it comes from God. There is power in prayer and asking for strength.
One thing I've learned too is if we take time to focus on our blessings before we go to bed at night, it helps our wheels to stop spinning. You know what I mean. When all you can think about is this negative downward spiral and one negative thought leads to another, and another.... you get my point. By focusing on what we have, what talents or abilities we have, our friends, our family it turns the spiral upside down and we begin to ascend. ASCEND.
We can therefore look up. And if we are looking up-we can see and recognize things to be grateful for. I wish for you all to look up. You will find blessings. You will.
Happy Thanksgiving
This time in my life is a transitioning period. I'm still trying to figure a lot of things out, and adjust to my new life situation. Change is definitely a learning, stretching, growing experience if we let it be.
I am grateful for the scars. They have molded and shaped me into who I am today.
I have learned I have more strength then I previously thought I did. More often than not it comes from God. There is power in prayer and asking for strength.
One thing I've learned too is if we take time to focus on our blessings before we go to bed at night, it helps our wheels to stop spinning. You know what I mean. When all you can think about is this negative downward spiral and one negative thought leads to another, and another.... you get my point. By focusing on what we have, what talents or abilities we have, our friends, our family it turns the spiral upside down and we begin to ascend. ASCEND.
We can therefore look up. And if we are looking up-we can see and recognize things to be grateful for. I wish for you all to look up. You will find blessings. You will.
Happy Thanksgiving
November 1, 2011
Speed Dating
Hello beautiful blog readers,
I know it's been a while since I've posted a real blogpost. Please forgive me. Even though my divorce is final it's still been a rough past couple of months. Which brings me to the topic of my post. Speed Dating.
Has anybody tried this? What was it like?
I had my first taste of speed dating last Friday when I went to a mid-singles Halloween dance. They had a card for everyone and a number assigned to you. Women on one side, men on the other and off you went for 45 seconds asking and answering questions. If you liked the person then you circled his number on your card, and if they liked you, they circled your number. Then when all was said and done you handed in your card (it had your e-mail address on it) and if you had circled their number AND they had circled yours they would set you up to meet again.
It is actually very interesting what you can learn about a person in 45 seconds. I met some great people who shared a lot of the same interests as me (U2 fan is a MUST!), which was great. And then there were some creepy ones too. Like the guy who was recently released from the mental hospital and is on about 5 medications, or the guy who spends all of his time taking apart small appliances and examining their motors...seriously what gives?
Well, I'm sure I'm in for many more adventures in dating land. Wish me luck!
I know it's been a while since I've posted a real blogpost. Please forgive me. Even though my divorce is final it's still been a rough past couple of months. Which brings me to the topic of my post. Speed Dating.
Has anybody tried this? What was it like?
I had my first taste of speed dating last Friday when I went to a mid-singles Halloween dance. They had a card for everyone and a number assigned to you. Women on one side, men on the other and off you went for 45 seconds asking and answering questions. If you liked the person then you circled his number on your card, and if they liked you, they circled your number. Then when all was said and done you handed in your card (it had your e-mail address on it) and if you had circled their number AND they had circled yours they would set you up to meet again.
It is actually very interesting what you can learn about a person in 45 seconds. I met some great people who shared a lot of the same interests as me (U2 fan is a MUST!), which was great. And then there were some creepy ones too. Like the guy who was recently released from the mental hospital and is on about 5 medications, or the guy who spends all of his time taking apart small appliances and examining their motors...seriously what gives?
Well, I'm sure I'm in for many more adventures in dating land. Wish me luck!
October 2, 2011
Wing Man
DISCLAIMER: Any and ALL typing/ grammer errors are the result of using my iPad to write this post on account of I'm just too lazy to go fire up the computer right now! I claim full responsibility for my mistakes and ask you to please overlook them.
wing·man /ˈwɪŋmən/ noun plural wing·men /-mən/ [count] : a pilot or airplane that flies behind and outside the leader of a group of airplanes in order to provide support or protection — often used figuratively ▪ She was my wingman [=she helped me] on the project.
Tonight I was the wing man for a friend. We are both single -she lost her hubby to cancer- and you all know I'm divorced now. We decided to go to a dance. Do any of you know how long it's been since I've been dancing? Seriously, comment and make a guess-I'll let you know in my next post.
Well I got all dressed up. Had my slacks, my asian/eastern inspired shirt (with sparkely studs!), my chandelier earrings and my hair was pumped up and curly. After I finished accessorizing with a cocktail ring my friend picked me up. I asked her how she felt about body glitter and she said we should go for it. A couple quick sprays later we were sparkly and ready to go.
We went to dinner first and I tried so hard not to think about dancing. When we got to the dance it was kinda slow going. We weren't the FIRST ones' there but the crowd was thin. I was nervous. My stomach was doing a dance of it's own-a thing something like nausea and then butterflies. Perfect justice would be having my ex feel all the emotions he's put me through or that have stemmed from this divorce. I prayed I wouldn't throw up on anyone.
After about 20 minutes of canvasing the area and more people coming I got asked to dance. This in itself was HUGE for me. My friend is way cuter than me-at least I think so-so that was a good shot in the arm for my confidence. WoooHoo! I danced three songs with the guy and it was good. I kept trying to talk myself into asking someone to dance and then felt like such a chicken. I am one to take charge of situations and get things done, but when it comes to guys...I prefer someone who will at least meet me half way. I like a take-charge kind of guy. I felt like I was in high school again, building up the courage and then rationalizing that right when I ask them the song will change. Does it really matter? No. Yes?
I thought I saw one of my clients from the place where I do corporate massage. It turned out not be him for which I was grateful. Although 1/2 way through a guy from that office came over and asked me to dance- what are the odds? I ran into 3 other people that I know, so that was fun.
My friend and I had worked out a secret signal if we needed each other to swoop in and perform wing man duties. I walked by and noticed her and signed and she signed back. I signed again to double check but nothing, so I went away. A few minutes later the guy I know from work came over and we went outside on the patio for a bit. My friend was there, but I guess she didn't notice me, cause she was talking to the same guy out there. My guy was going on and on about his past relationships and I kept glancing at my friend to make sure she was okay-she just didn't see me for some reason. I feel bad cause on the drive home she said she was stuck wtith this guy for like an hour. I guess I need to work on my wing man skills. Don't worry, I'll hone them and swoop in and rescue her next time for SURE!
So, gotta tell you the highlights of the dance:
- The hair. Seriously saw 40 year old women rocking their high school hair styles. Can we say bad perms?
-The clothes. Mom Jeans. Burn them baby and get something flattering!
-muscle shirts-never has a shirt said so much about so little
-finally getting over my butterflies and asking some people to dance (unfortunately one of them had the same name as my ex-and I found out he didn't have the same standards as me-must be something about the name-note to self: avoid at all costs.)
-getting asked to dance by two complete strangers!!!!! WOOT- this old girl's still got SOMETHING!
On the downside-I think I pulled an ovary. Goodnight :)
wing·man /ˈwɪŋmən/ noun plural wing·men /-mən/ [count] : a pilot or airplane that flies behind and outside the leader of a group of airplanes in order to provide support or protection — often used figuratively ▪ She was my wingman [=she helped me] on the project.
Tonight I was the wing man for a friend. We are both single -she lost her hubby to cancer- and you all know I'm divorced now. We decided to go to a dance. Do any of you know how long it's been since I've been dancing? Seriously, comment and make a guess-I'll let you know in my next post.
Well I got all dressed up. Had my slacks, my asian/eastern inspired shirt (with sparkely studs!), my chandelier earrings and my hair was pumped up and curly. After I finished accessorizing with a cocktail ring my friend picked me up. I asked her how she felt about body glitter and she said we should go for it. A couple quick sprays later we were sparkly and ready to go.
We went to dinner first and I tried so hard not to think about dancing. When we got to the dance it was kinda slow going. We weren't the FIRST ones' there but the crowd was thin. I was nervous. My stomach was doing a dance of it's own-a thing something like nausea and then butterflies. Perfect justice would be having my ex feel all the emotions he's put me through or that have stemmed from this divorce. I prayed I wouldn't throw up on anyone.
After about 20 minutes of canvasing the area and more people coming I got asked to dance. This in itself was HUGE for me. My friend is way cuter than me-at least I think so-so that was a good shot in the arm for my confidence. WoooHoo! I danced three songs with the guy and it was good. I kept trying to talk myself into asking someone to dance and then felt like such a chicken. I am one to take charge of situations and get things done, but when it comes to guys...I prefer someone who will at least meet me half way. I like a take-charge kind of guy. I felt like I was in high school again, building up the courage and then rationalizing that right when I ask them the song will change. Does it really matter? No. Yes?
I thought I saw one of my clients from the place where I do corporate massage. It turned out not be him for which I was grateful. Although 1/2 way through a guy from that office came over and asked me to dance- what are the odds? I ran into 3 other people that I know, so that was fun.
My friend and I had worked out a secret signal if we needed each other to swoop in and perform wing man duties. I walked by and noticed her and signed and she signed back. I signed again to double check but nothing, so I went away. A few minutes later the guy I know from work came over and we went outside on the patio for a bit. My friend was there, but I guess she didn't notice me, cause she was talking to the same guy out there. My guy was going on and on about his past relationships and I kept glancing at my friend to make sure she was okay-she just didn't see me for some reason. I feel bad cause on the drive home she said she was stuck wtith this guy for like an hour. I guess I need to work on my wing man skills. Don't worry, I'll hone them and swoop in and rescue her next time for SURE!
So, gotta tell you the highlights of the dance:
- The hair. Seriously saw 40 year old women rocking their high school hair styles. Can we say bad perms?
-The clothes. Mom Jeans. Burn them baby and get something flattering!
-muscle shirts-never has a shirt said so much about so little
-finally getting over my butterflies and asking some people to dance (unfortunately one of them had the same name as my ex-and I found out he didn't have the same standards as me-must be something about the name-note to self: avoid at all costs.)
-getting asked to dance by two complete strangers!!!!! WOOT- this old girl's still got SOMETHING!
On the downside-I think I pulled an ovary. Goodnight :)
October 1, 2011
Autumn Poem
Dusky twilight
Birds flitting between the trees
Smell of rich good earth
Bubble and cadence of
murmuring fountain
Slightest tinge of gold on
green green leaves
A sigh of quieting down
Slowly the garden is falling asleep.
-Debbie Davis
2011
August 29, 2011
Flirty Aprons
Who says moms can’t look cute and sexy in the kitchen? Flirty Aprons has an adorable line of kitchen aprons that are fun and functional. They’ll keep your clothes clean while you are working in the kitchen, whipping up some cookies or making a delicious dinner for your family. You’ll look fashionable at the same time! Made from 100% soft cotton fabric and quality construction, these aprons won’t fade or tear. These women’s aprons are about to change your outlook on cooking and working in the kitchen. Flirty Aprons- Freedom from domestication.
I absolutely adore the look of these aprons and I love wearing them even more. They're so cute! I feel more like a domestic goddess rather than a slave in the kitchen when I wear them (even when it’s over my pajamas…shhhh!). You are probably familiar with the trend “Trash the Dress” where women do crazy things with their wedding dresses after the big event is over, like wearing it into a swimming pool. Well Flirty Aprons is taking that concept and daring you to trash your old apron. They are offering 20% off a new apron from Flirty Aprons with code BB20 and giving you the chance not only for a full refund on the purchase price but a $100 Visa gift card as well. Here’s how:
- Pick out an adorable new apron at www.flirtyaprons.com
- Don’t forget to use code BB20 to take 20% off
- Take a video of the creative way you destroy your old apron and post it on YouTube (YouTube videos need to have Flirty Aprons in the title)
- Email your video links to matt@flirtyaprons.com by September 10th at 11:59 PST
The top 10 most creative entries will receive a full refund of the Flirty Apron Purchase price. The #1 most creative video will receive a $100 Visa gift card in addition to the apron refund. Winners will be picked by Flirty Aprons.
Doesn’t that sound ridiculously fun?! These aprons are so cute you’ll have a hard time picking just one. Have a friend who likes to bake? Flirty Aprons would make an awesome gift! Just make sure you get one for yourself first! :)
This posting was sponsored by Flirty Aprons through Broadcast Bloggers. Photo Courtesy of Mom's Best Bets.
August 26, 2011
Still Kickin'- Kinda
Hello to my 16 readers. How are you? I'm sorry i've been out of blogland for a while. It's been a rough summer. I had divorce mediation to attend. Having to decide who gets what and how to arrange my new life hasn't been easy. My divorce was finalized mid August. 2 days before my 14th anniversary. I made it 13 years 363 days-but the last time I remember us both being happy was probably 2007.
Part of me feels like a complete failure. I tried everything in my power to keep it together, i really did. But ultimately it comes down to the fact that it takes two people wanting to work on a relationship to make it work. For what ever reasons my ex decided to check out. So be it. I want you to know I'm not whining or bitching here-I do wish him well, and I hope he finds whatever it is he is looking for in life. It's just that I miss how he used to be with me.
I have decided that I deserve a happy life too. I am finding strength in motherhood. I love my children so much. They are my most precious accomplishment and my greatest achievement. I wish that they didn't have to suffer any pain and frustration and hurt.
Do you ever feel like you have everything and nothing to say at the same time? Sorry for my ramblings...
All I can tell you is it's been an awful August. I know of 3 deaths, my aunt got in a bicycling accident and broke her leg so bad she required an operation, a very good friends' 3 year old girl fell out of a 2 story window and required surgery, another good friend was hit by another car on the the freeway and crashed into the wall totaling her car and getting whiplash. My divorce was finalized and a friends is just beginning. Another friends newborn baby was diagnosed with heart problems. It has been c ra zy. Earthquakes on the East Coast and now a hurricane. I'm just bracing myself for the next thing. When did the world get so topsy turvey?
Well, come what may, we need to carry on. I wish you all well and may your news be good!
Part of me feels like a complete failure. I tried everything in my power to keep it together, i really did. But ultimately it comes down to the fact that it takes two people wanting to work on a relationship to make it work. For what ever reasons my ex decided to check out. So be it. I want you to know I'm not whining or bitching here-I do wish him well, and I hope he finds whatever it is he is looking for in life. It's just that I miss how he used to be with me.
I have decided that I deserve a happy life too. I am finding strength in motherhood. I love my children so much. They are my most precious accomplishment and my greatest achievement. I wish that they didn't have to suffer any pain and frustration and hurt.
Do you ever feel like you have everything and nothing to say at the same time? Sorry for my ramblings...
All I can tell you is it's been an awful August. I know of 3 deaths, my aunt got in a bicycling accident and broke her leg so bad she required an operation, a very good friends' 3 year old girl fell out of a 2 story window and required surgery, another good friend was hit by another car on the the freeway and crashed into the wall totaling her car and getting whiplash. My divorce was finalized and a friends is just beginning. Another friends newborn baby was diagnosed with heart problems. It has been c ra zy. Earthquakes on the East Coast and now a hurricane. I'm just bracing myself for the next thing. When did the world get so topsy turvey?
Well, come what may, we need to carry on. I wish you all well and may your news be good!
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