Showing posts from October, 2014

I'm Just Going to Satisfy Myself

if only it was that easy. It is doable, but a lot of hard work to make myself satisfied.I realized a long time ago I could not depend on other people to make me happy, to thrill me, to wholly and fully satisfy me. Only I know how to do that properly.Don't get me wrong, I enjoy people and what we do together. I even hunger for certain kinds of interactions that get my adrenaline pumping and blood flowing properly. But if I want to have a good time, if I want to get the best experience I know I have to be the one willing to satisfy myself.No one can do it better. I understand  that it has always been more of a mind game than anything physical for me, and that's true for most women. I know how to position myself, I know how to feel full and complete without feeling awkward and shamed afterwards, I can push myself just a little farther then I would let anyone else, because I know my body, mind and soul that damn well.The perception of ones self is a funny thing. We never quite see…

You've Got (Voice) Mail

I would not necessarily call myself a packrat or a hoarder when it comes to the items I save. I do not have much clutter and try to live a simple life. When I go through my things-clothes, books, movies, and a long list of other random items-and am trying to debate if I should give them up or keep them I ask myself some questions.Do I need it?Do I love it?If no to those, then they are gone.It is not because of lack of sentimentality on my part. I do hold on to little mementos to remind me of trips, fun nights and great times. Most of my clutter lives in my head of fond memories and inside jokes. I do not need a closet full of things I will never display or use to remind me of where I have been or where I want to go.I guess I just do not like disorganization, confusion and messes. I try to do simple because simple makes me happy.But, that does make me immune to moments of weakness of holding on to something that I really do not need.I had re-listen to my voicemail at work, which to be …

Redesign Time

Our habits are hard to break and even harder to unlearn, especially if they have been with us since childhood. We at times reject that it was something we learned, picked up, or chose to do, but rather we focus on convincing ourselves and others it was how we were designed, how we were made.Here's the thing though, there are parts of us that are predesigned in utero for us. Our gender, our hair color, eye color, any chemical imbalances, chromosomal abnormalities, diseases, it is just how we were made. It just happens.We at times confuse what we were born with and how we were raised with what is natural or normal for us. My mom has to see a dietician tomorrow. She is less than thrilled to say the least. She knows she needs to eat better and exercise more but has a hard time doing so. Let me make it clear, my mom has quit smoking, she rarely drinks, and has lost weight since her initial heart attack in 2005. That is huge. You may not think it is, but truly it is amazing when someone…

Use Your Words: October 10th, 2014

Today’s post is a writing challenge. This is how it works: participating bloggers picked 4 – 6 words or short phrases for someone else to craft into a post. All words must be used at least once and all the posts will be unique as each writer has received their own set of words. That’s the challenge, here’s a fun twist; no one who’s participating knows who got their words and in what direction the writer will take them. Until now.

At the end of this post you’ll find links to the other blogs featuring this challenge. Check them all out, see what words they got and how they used them.

I’m using: school ~ fall ~ red Solo cup ~ flabbergasted ~ laundry

They were submitted by: Eileens Perpetually Busy

This is a continuation from my last Use Your Words blog.

Marge laid on the godforsaken uncomfortable gurney, though the awkward neon colored lights tried to distract her, the only thing she could think of was the fall.

It was her fault.

She was lucky, if you could call it that, becau…

Rocking Sky High

There is a moment, that every person who has decided to turn their life around, refers to as their rock bottom moment. It is a moment that shocks the person jolting them back to reality. This moment is usually gritty, unbecoming, embarrassing, but mostly necessary, to shock them out of the lifestyle they were living.That rock bottom moment happens I believe because, we need to be lower than we ever have before so we can rebuild our lives.When my weight started to become a hindrance to the life I wanted to lead, it should have spurred me to change but it did not. The funny and not so funny thing is, even though you need change, you cannot and will not do a damn thing until you want to change your lifestyle.I had many moments I would consider my rock bottom. Not just one. I was not ready to change, so I did not and let the pain and embarrassing moments pile up. Many moments, I simply joked off or grimaced through as the token obese person believing that was how I was going to spend the …


I am not fast.I am not structured. I am not a marathoner.But I run.Slowly and methodically. Watching my path and every step I take. Ignoring cruel words  when they accost my ears. Panting, sweating, and cursing my fat feet for agreeing to this journey of self-improvement.I never thought I would ever run.  I do not partake in it often as I prefer to walk, briskly, as running is a challenge for me. I have improved greatly, but can only run for 5-10 minute intervals. I sometimes feel bad for that, feel ashamed, then I stop and take a step back and realize that I could not run for a minute, seriously not for sixty seconds, earlier this year.I run not because I want to but because I need to get my cardio in. I need to push myself, I need to amp up my work outs a notch. Because if I don't, I fear I will destine myself to the unhealthy future I was well on my way towards before accepting and pursuing a healthy lifestyle.When I run, I feel completely vulnerable and exposed when I force on…

Secret Subject Swap: October 3, 2014

Hello and Happy Friday! Welcome to October's Secret Subject Swap hosted by the one and only Karen from Baking In A Tornado.  Last month14 brave bloggers picked a secret subject for someone else and were assigned a secret subject to interpret in their own style. Today we are all simultaneously divulging our topics and submitting our posts.Here are links to all the sites now
featuring Secret Subject Swap posts.
So sit back, grab a cup, (or slam a shot-no judgement here) and check them all out. See you there:Baking In A TornadoThe MomisodesSpatulas on ParadeStacy Sews and SchoolsThe Bergham's Life ChroniclesEvil Joy SpeaksDinosaur Superhero MommySilence of the MomClimaxedSparkly Poetic WeirdoSomeone Else’s GeniusCrumpets and BollocksConfessions of a part-time working momSmall Talk MamaMy “Secret Subject” is:If you could stop one thing in history
from happening what would it be?
It was submitted by: Stacy Sews And Schools - thank you Stacy!My immediate response? The Holocaust. Then