Day 01 → Something you hate about yourself.
13 Oct 2010 Leave a Comment
in 30 days of truth Tags: 30 days, hate, truth
Man, I guess the powers that be are starting this 30 Days off with a bang.
I hate that I am very good at reading people.
It makes it extremely difficult to just sit back and enjoy the world when you are able to read in between the lines of a conversation correctly. Or that you are able to put the facts together and figure out what wasn’t being said, by quickly analyzing all the verbal and non verbal communication that is happening.
I’m not talking about being paranoid or always assuming the worst. I’m talking about analyzing the situation and correctly know what is going on. Time after time after time. I wish I could go through a night at the bar, or a conversation at work, without picking up on these signals. I would love to be able to be blissfully unaware. It makes trusting people and having friends very difficult.
People don’t realize how much their body language, their actions, or even their facial expressions betray what they are saying. The smile that doesn’t go through to their eyes, the closed arms, the leaning away(or leaning towards) from someone , it all reinforces or devalues the words you are saying.’
Its funny too, that when I mention what is really going on to a friend that is with me, they usually tell me I am paranoid. But later on, that night or in the future, something comes up and proves that my feeling were correct. It happens time and time again.
I wish I couldn’t read people like this. It makes it hard to socialize with people when you are always analyzing what they are saying and doing. I don’t want to have a conversation with that co-worker, who every time I show up in the breakroom for lunch suddenly pushes her stuff wider so there is no room at the table. I don’t want to tailgate at the football next to the person that gives me the look every time I go into my office building to use the restroom instead of using the public port-a-potty like the rest of the tailgaters have to. And no I can’t let you in the building because some USF fans once trashed the bathroom. The list could go on and on,.
Mirror, Mirror, On the wall?
22 Sep 2010 Leave a Comment
I saw this over at Avitable’s and thought it was a great idea.
Its writing prompts that encourage you to really look at yourself. I’m gonna try it.
Day 01 → Something you hate about yourself.
Day 02 → Something you love about yourself.
Day 03 → Something you have to forgive yourself for.
Day 04 → Something you have to forgive someone for.
Day 05 → Something you hope to do in your life.
Day 06 → Something you hope you never have to do.
Day 07 → Someone who has made your life worth living for.
Day 08 → Someone who made your life hell, or treated you like shit.
Day 09 → Someone you didn’t want to let go, but just drifted.
Day 10 → Someone you need to let go, or wish you didn’t know.
Day 11 → Something people seem to compliment you the most on.
Day 12 → Something you never get compliments on.
Day 13 → A band or artist that has gotten you through some tough ass days. (write a letter.)
Day 14 → A hero that has let you down. (letter)
Day 15 → Something or someone you couldn’t live without, because you’ve tried living without it.
Day 16 → Someone or something you definitely could live without.
Day 17 → A book you’ve read that changed your views on something.
Day 18 → Your views on gay marriage.
Day 19 → What do you think of religion? Or what do you think of politics?
Day 20 → Your views on drugs and alcohol.
Day 21 → (scenario) Your best friend is in a car accident and you two got into a fight an hour before. What do you do?
Day 22 → Something you wish you hadn’t done in your life.
Day 23 → Something you wish you had done in your life.
Day 24 → Make a playlist to someone, and explain why you chose all the songs. (Just post the titles and artists and letter)
Day 25 → The reason you believe you’re still alive today.
Day 26 → Have you ever thought about giving up on life? If so, when and why?
Day 27 → What’s the best thing going for you right now?
Day 28 → What if you were pregnant or got someone pregnant, what would you do?
Day 29 → Something you hope to change about yourself. And why.
Day 30 → A letter to yourself, tell yourself EVERYTHING you love about yourself
Saturday PhotoHunt #2 – Numerical
21 Aug 2010 Leave a Comment
in Photo Hunt Tags: beach, birds, pelicans, Photography, photohunt
Photohunt # 1 – Orange
16 Aug 2010 Leave a Comment
in Photo Hunt Tags: nature, orange, Photography, photohunt
Butterfly in Bonaventure Cemetery, Thunderbolt, GA
Paint & Family- What a difference it can make!
16 Aug 2010 Leave a Comment
in Family Tags: family, housework
Slowly but surely, we have been painting our house. And by we, I mean my dad. Thankfully, he is retired, able to do these things, and doesn’t mind. So little by little, wall by wall, my house has turned from a faded peachy pink color to a glorious olive-green with off white/creamish trim and black accents. It looks wonderful!
On Saturday though, my dad needed our help to tackle the porch. Our porch is different that most Florida porches. It’s not made of aluminum, but of concrete and wood. The walls are about 3ft tall and made of concrete blocks. Plus our porch was packed full of stuff, so we all had to work together to move it out so we could clean it and paint.
So we got set up and started wiping down the walls before we painted. Even the kiddo was helping. Then we got to the paint. Trimming in the blocks and then rolling the walls. We put a paint brush in his hands let him go to town. He loved it! He did a great job and kept saying how he thought painting was fun. And being 7 years old, he talked the whole time.
It really made me stop and think though. My father, my fiancé and I, and the kiddo all working together to get things done. And the excitement that the kiddo had was contagious and made the work actually fun. It’s great to stop and experience things from his perspective and see and do things for the first time again. He really made it a fun day!
And to top all that off, our porch looks great. Much more soothing and relaxing. When everything gets put back, I am so looking forward to spending more time out there. And the kiddo is excited to be able to eat dinner out there as a family!
The Ants have invaded
10 Aug 2010 Leave a Comment
in Family, Minor Catastrophes Tags: ants, family, house problems
We arrived home Sunday night from Savannah, tired from a 5 hour car ride. After unpacking we hit the bed. There is something so soothing about sleeping in your own bed after you have been away. No matter how nice the hotel is, there is something comforting about your blanket, your pillows, your bed.
I slept so soundly until my phone’s alarm started buzzing at 6:30. I could only hit the snooze button so much until it was 7:15 and I HAD to get up. After the obligatory morning pee, I went to my closet to pick out something to wear to work. I wanted something that would show off the tan I got on vacation. I finally decided on a white tunic and went to grab it when I saw something moving on it. Now, I’m still not awake, so I rub my eyes, thinking I was seeing things. Looking back at the shirt, I see ANTS crawling on it. Uh-oh. I look to the next shirt and the next and the next, and all I see are ants. WTF is going on. Did I somehow miss the ants declaration that they would be invading my closet????
So I did the only thing a rationale 32-year-old would do…..I called my mom. Luckily she lives about 1 mile away and was able to come over after she dropped my son off at sports camp. I then call my boos, and told him that after taking off work 2 days, I wouldn’t be coming in again because I’ve got “mother-fucking ants in my mother-fucking closet” (ok so I didn’t say that exactly). What did my boss say??? He laughed at me. Fortunately he also said no problem, and that if I could just check my email throughout the day.
So my mom came over with 2 garment racks that we use for garage sales, and we proceeded to empty the entire closet. A lot of the clothes we had to go through piece by piece to see if they had ants on them. If they did, they got put in the piles to wash. There was a lot of laundry to suddenly do, and that’s not including the stuff we took on vacation. After the closet was empty, we proceeded to spray and caulk any holes where the ants were coming from and then we started on the Mt. Everest of laundry. My bedroom and living room are filled with clothes. The table is covered with stuff I have to put away tonight after work. Piles of clothes that still need to be washed are in the garage. Maybe I will have everything put back by the end of the week. Only to start laundry over again on the weekend.
This is not what I wanted to come home to!
Turning over a new leaf
31 Jul 2010 Leave a Comment
Its been a while since I got started here. But I am back, and my body is getting back to how I felt years ago. I have energy to do things now! Because of the surgery, I’m not anemic anymore and my Rheumatologist put me on some new meds which are helping me sleep better at night and giving me more energy to get stuff done. I feel like I have a new leave on life.
The house is staying cleaner, laundry is caught up, and I have even been… EXERCISING! I’m starting off slow, so that I don’t overdo it, with either doing a Pilates video on Netflix or walking the dog around the neighborhood. It’s not much for the average person, but its working for me. So YAY!
My problem is the fiancée. He was/is so very good to me, especially when I’m not feeling well. He picked up a lot of the slack and hardly ever complained that I wasn’t getting things done. He didn’t mind scrounging for clean clothes in the laundry basket or complained that they were wrinkled. He was ok as long as they were washed. But not that I have energy and want to get things done that have been overlooked (fixing up the house, painting, yard work, etc), he doesn’t want to. He just wants to watch TV or play video games. I mean he still does the same stuff he did before, he is stuck in the old routine from when I was sick and couldn’t do stuff.
I don’t know how to get him motivated and it is very frustrating. Our home is simple, but I want it to look nice. I’d like a nice yard where the kiddo can play and the dog can roam without coming back inside cover in grass because the grass is too high. For now I’ll just keep charging ahead with my new-found energy and getting things done, and hope that it will rub off on him!
Surgery Sucks
29 May 2010 Leave a Comment
The thing that sucks most about it not being able to do stuff that you normally do. I want to do the laundry and clean the house. But I can’t lift more than 5lbs.
Plus the percocet puts me on my ass. Which is what is it supposed to do I guess.
I was at Winnie Palmer Women’s Hsopital, which is more like a upscale hotel than a hospital. They have a concierge’s desk and a chef and you call to room service to order your meals, then the Chef cooks and brings it up in 45 mins. If I was having more kids that is where I would be going.
The only bright lining about if this procedure doesn’t work and that I’ll have to have a hysterectomy, it will be there. But I don’t want one at 32 or even 35 if it works for a few years.
Well once I get back to myself in a day or 2 I’ll get back to posting. It will help also when I can get to my laptop and not posting on my blackberry. The keys are small, but work ok, but I don’t know how to do all the other formatting stuff.
Cramps suck
20 May 2010 Leave a Comment
The title about sums it up. Cramps suck. I’m laying here on the couch, in pain, waiting for the tramadol (pain pills) to kick in. I should be at work, but everytime I move, the pain gets worse.
So I’m catching up on NCIS LA. Maybe, if the pills work, I clean the house today. Men don’t know how lucky they are that they don’t have to suffer through this.
Oh and its difficult posting on my blackberry.
What I was doing when I wasn’t here
17 May 2010 Leave a Comment
This weekend was pretty fun. We did trivia night at Mellow Mushroom on Friday. They have really good subs, pizza, calzones, and salads there. Their pizza dough is different. They make it with Spring Water and it has a slightly sweet taste to it. If you have one near you, you should check it out. If not, then it sucks to be you.
Saturday, I went shopping with my mom. She needed new shoes. And I hit up the Victoria’s Secret outlet. Then Saturday night, FH and I went to see Blizzard of Ozzy, an Ozzy Osbourne/Black Sabbath cover band. They were pretty good. I felt bad for the band though because normally the club is packed, even for no name band. People like to go there to hear live music. That night though, there were like 20-25 people there. It was dead. We talked to the bartender and he was telling us that the band doesn’t make any money until after they have 25 people buy tickets. We were on some VIP list so we didn’t have to pay, and I’m sure others were too. So they probably didn’t make much if any money that night.
On Saturday and Sunday I did manage to tackle to laundry. We now have clean clothes, sheets and towels! Yippy Skippy!
Why is it so hard to get up Monday mornings for work? I just don’t wanna get out of my comfy bed. I wish I could work at home so I didn’t have to get out of my PJ’s that early in the morning. But that’s not an option for me. Oh and our phone and internet went out last night. It sucks. I can’t access Netflix through the Wii or my laptop. Can’t goof off on the internet. It sucks. The damn cable company is coming out tomorrow to fix it. I think it is something wrong with the modem, so they better bring a new one with them. Hopefully they will show up on time. Usually Brighthouse runs late. Why do I keep them? I guess because when it is working, it is good, and you don’t have to sign a contract with them. I don’t like places where I have to do contracts. I don’t like being tied down.
Well TaTa for now!
