Mirror, Mirror on the Wall…

“Never forget that once upon a time, in an unguarded moment, you recognized yourself as a friend.”
— Elizabeth Gilbert

How the Hell did I get Here-Day Quattro

Introspection sucks ass.  Yes, ass.  I will admit the following about myself:  (and those of you reading this that truly know me will all be shaking your head in agreement)

• Bitchy
• Bratty
• Egotistical
• Selfish

I think that covers the big nasty ones…but what if I am okay with those? lol  What if I have reached an age where I am good with all my habits?  Wait, I think that defeats the “Independence” purpose…Damn…So, I will also give myself:

• Funny
• Witty
• Kind
• Loving
• Caring

I like to think that I can work on removing “Selfish” from the first list and add “Forgiving” to the second list.  Anything is possible, Oprah just found out she has a half sister for Pete’s sake!

XO,

Boo

Independence Day.

I have recently become inspired by the book and movie “Eat, Pray, Love” by Elizabeth Gilbert.  A particular quote has kept running through my thoughts lately: “See, now that’s your problem. You’re wishin’ too much, baby. You gotta stop wearing your wishbone where your backbone oughtta be.”
— Elizabeth Gilbert (Eat, Pray, Love)

Having spent way too much time wishing for this or that or things to be different in my life, I am declaring today my Independence Day.  I am going to not only decide what I truly want out of this lifetime, but actually plow forward to get there.  I am going to stop wearing my wishbone where my backbone should be.

I firmly believe that there is no glory in being a martyr.

That said, it is easier typed than done, and I see a lot of prayer in my future asking for strength and guidance.

Manic Monday

Just another Manic Monday…Whoa….and Chocolate.

I am what you would call a “researcher”.  When something catches my fancy I tend to devote time into gathering more information about it. I always just seem to want to “know more”. We all have our tick’s do we not?

One of the topic’s that I trend to is whatever the latest diet craze that is being splashed around the web is and how to eat healthier.  What I DON’T do is actually follow up said research with eating healthier.  I could most likely parrot back to you many way’s to eat healthier, what are good carbs versus bad carbs, etc. etc. ad nauseam.  In my defense however, I have also read up on Sky Diving, Plumbing and Building your own Greenhouse.  None of which is anything that will see fruition from me.

I am not sure whether I have programmed myself into believing that I like to eat what I eat and that is the final say or if I truly only like the things that I like and cannot make myself change my tastes.  I do find it ironic that as I am having a “cup o’ frosting” for dinner, I will be reading up on the benefits of green vegetables and their consumption.  I like how the frosting tastes, I don’t like how “Light something with a side of fresh something” tastes.

So, I pose this question:  “what is the first step to being healthier?

Oh, in case any of you were wondering, I had chocolate fudge for breakfast and I am planning on Fruity Pebbles for dinner.

Boo

Thursday Thirteen

Thirteen Things I do not understand…

1. Why anyone thinks the Three Stooges are funny
2. Eating anything that  begins with “I Can’t Believe It’s Not….”
3. Anyone thinking they can find true love on a reality show
4. Why the straw either doesn’t go into the Capri Sun or goes all the way through the Capri Sun
5. Why I cannot fall asleep in complete darkness, isn’t it dark when I close my eyes?
6. I still won’t pick up a penny if it’s face down, bad luck!
7. I still try to not step on sidewalk crack’s
8. Smelly Markers
9. Light Beer
10. Diet Mountain Dew
11. That there really is always room for Jell-O
12. The sound of the Ice cream truck makes me instantly look for change
13. Why Yankee Candle has not released a candle called “Pumpkin Guts” when so many of us love that smell. 🙂

 

 

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Hate the deed not the breed, please and thank you…

Very rarely do I bring my causes to my blog.  I am not sure why.  This blog is my electronic soap box…

Let me start with this statement…A breed of dog does not determine its full temperment, a dog is behaved or misbehaved based on its upbringing and training.  If one more person bashes the Pitbull, German Shepared, Rottweiler population I may lose even more faith in humanity.

My brother in law and his family adopted a Pitbull from a rescue as a puppy.  Pudge was one of the sweetest, kindest, well behaved dogs I ever had the pleasure to know.  The neihbors even loved him.  Check that, the neihbors loved him until they realized what his breed was.  Then, overnight, Pudge was to be feared.

How utterly ridiculous and ignorant.

Due to the fact that complete and utter waste of space individuals like Michael Vic believe that dog fighting is okay because hey, its just an animal, other individuals believe that a dog can be dangerous for the simple fact that it exists.

The newest member to my household is Jake.  Jake was a rescue from the Humane Society.  He is humble and sweet and very smart.  The only danger anyone faces from him is being licked to death.  I have never seen a puppy so excited to have a home and a bed and to receive affection.

Jake is half Pit-bull and half German Shepard.  It still boggles my mind that people adore him when they meet him and he instantly charms them.  Then, when they ask “what is he?” and receive the honest answer, they back away or I get the “oh, he is dangerous”.

Oh yes, the big scary Jake…

Please, don’t judge an animal on the blatant ignorance and stupidity of others.  Animals do have rights, and it is our job to be their voice.

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