Jan 11, 2015 - General    No Comments

Love The Body You’re In?

Well we have a new year, 2015, and I want to know where my flying car is, where is my hover board? Where are the sneakers and jackets that conform to your size? Movies and cartoons got it so wrong!

I saw an article about women accepting their bodies no matter the size; I have to admit I was taken aback. If you are overweight and at risk for diabetes, high blood pressure and everything else that goes with being overweight why on earth would you accept that???

I don’t. I do not accept my body the way it is now that is why I am working so hard at getting it into optimal shape. Everyone should be working towards being healthy, especially with our healthcare the way it is. I have insurance, however it is like not having insurance, my deductible is so high I might as well not have it. Forget going to the doctor and getting meds for an infection, unless I am near death I will not be going to the doctor.

So, exercise and diet is the key, diet as in change the way you eat, fresh is best, processed is not, if you are buying food with more chemical ingredients that real food ingredients, start there. Don’t buy those things, it will take more thought at the grocery store and take you longer to make better choices, but it will be worth it in the end. I promise.

The article I read had women looking at themselves in their underwear in the mirror, no way I am doing that and liking what I see. So gross.

I would love to be able to snap my fingers and be a size 2, but that is not going to happen. I have to work for it; I still have 200 pounds to go (not really, but I never tell the real number) to be where I want to be. I want to be the woman people look at and say you need to eat a burger. That has always been my goal, even when I was young, my BFF, Tammi, was always thin. Standing next to her was not a good time; I know people saw someone beautiful and thin, then pudgy and plain.

To this day I am envious of her, the way she can eat anything and still be thin, even after having two children and being the age we are. I am still blaming my weight on baby weight, when they ask how old my youngest son is I say 23. I am hoping everyone thinks he is 23 days old, not years.

I have tried every diet known to man; this total change in lifestyle that I started with Infinity Personal Training (there has been a name change, not a change in venue) has been the best and simplest that I have ever done. Get rid of the crap, the processed, fresh is best, green is better, work hard, strengthen your body and the rest will follow. The sheer amount of support given, the you can do it attitude of the other members, the owners and trainers is nothing short of a revelation. I cannot say enough good things about the place and the people.

I am leaving you with one thought, change your attitude, change your life, take this new year as an opportunity to love your body by making it better, healthier and taking care of it from the inside, working towards the outside.

 

Jan 1, 2015 - General    No Comments

Why I Do Business with my Ex-Husband

Well here it is 2015, we still don’t have flying cars, a little disappointing I must say. Speaking of cars, I got one, yesterday, I wasn’t looking for a new car but this is what happens when I got to my ex-husbands place of business. I leave with a new vehicle; I must say I am very happy with my car. It is a 2012 Ford Fusion, it is OU maroon, so that makes me really happy and it drives like a dream.

I know what you are thinking, um your ex-husband; however, there are reasons why I buy my cars from him and only him. Number one reason is the money I spend with him stays with family; two of my children work for him. So the money goes to pay their salaries, number two, he never cheats me on price, in fact he gives me a better price than anyone else would. Number three, I take my cars to his shop, he makes sure that the vehicles I have stay in working order. Even though our children are grown and no longer are riding in those cars, our granddaughter is.

My dad used to say that my ex-husband was the best mechanic he had ever known, very high praise from him, since he was a mechanic himself. I come from a long line of mechanics, my dad, grandpa, uncles, cousins, nephews; they all worked on cars and anything else that needed fixing. Never hire someone for what you can do yourself, my dad taught me about the inner workings of the combustible engine. He didn’t want me cheated by an unethical mechanic when he was gone.

So there you have it, the reasons why I have always and will continue to do business with my ex-husband. I also recommend him to my friends and family; if you are in the area of Bonham, go see him.

So 2014 is gone, 2015 is here, and with it brings the weather I love, it is cold and raining, perfection. God is giving me a message of hope, that 2015 will be exceptional, as is every year. I pray that He will use me to His glorification, that I will put His wants for my life above my own desires.

I pray that everyone reading this will have abundant peace and joy in their lives, that they will know what it is to live a fruitful life.

Most of all I pray for a sanctification of my country, that we would all take a hard look at ourselves and understand we are in this together. We must put the past in the past and move forward as one, understand each other and walk hand in hand.

Dec 24, 2014 - General    No Comments

Merry Christmas

It’s here, Christmas, well, Christmas Eve to be exact, this is the day that we celebrate as a family. My family is bigger this year, with an added son-in-law and Alex is bringing his girlfriend; bigger is better. It was good with the four of us, now there are more and it is greatness, I love that we have more people at the table.

This time of year is a double-edged sword for me, I love it and I hate it, I hate it due to the fact that I miss my mom so much. This was our time of year, she would hide the presents and I would find them. It was our game, and we loved it, one year she thought she had out done me. That I had not found that years presents, however, I did, and she knew, but we did not confess until years later that I found them and she knew I had found them.

I still remember the first time I couldn’t go home for Christmas; I was pregnant with Elizabeth Anne, very pregnant to be exact. My doctor laughed at me when I asked if I could sit in a car for 5 hours to go home. I took that as a no, I called my mom to tell her I would not be home, she told me it was ok, she had been expecting the call. She told me not to do anything foolish, don’t do anything that would put the baby at risk. She then told me no matter what, she knew that my heart would be with hers for Christmas.

She was the first person in my life that made me feel like I belonged, my grandparents did their best, but I always knew I wasn’t like my cousins. I didn’t have a mom and dad that wanted me, I lived with grandma and grandpa and great aunt Effie. They lived with their mothers and fathers, I was different, I didn’t belong, I would like to reiterate here, they never said anything to make me feel like this. My cousins loved me, I just knew I was different, then God gave me parents.

A mom and dad that loved me, taught me things, accepted my nerdiness, in fact encouraged it, along with being outside and active.

I pray my children know that no matter where their lives take them, their hearts will always be with me, that I will always be in their corner. As of now, their lives are close to mine, I can spend time with them, see them and talk to them without hundreds of miles separating us. I am blessed beyond belief and am grateful for it.

So, today, the day we celebrate as a family, the birth of Christ, our Lord and Savior, I am reminded of how much I have been given. I was given grandparents, a great aunt, aunts and uncles and cousins who loved me. Then I was given parents that loved me and guided me into adulthood and prepared me for motherhood. I have been blessed with friends who became family, friends who have seen me through some of the toughest times in my life.

I have no complaints, no what if’s or druthers, I have a future to look forward to as I know God will continue to work in my life. Bringing me friends and new family members to add to my many blessings.

Dec 19, 2014 - General    No Comments

My Review of Pioneer Girl

I have done it, I have read Pioneer Girl The Annotated Autobiography of Laura Ingalls Wilder and it was glorious. With every word I was taken back to a time and place that was wild and unsettled, one where Americans were staking claims and surviving great odds to populate this vast land.

I have read all of the children’s books, of course, and often re-read them even now, the stories still ring true and you can feel the era coming alive. This is her original manuscript that is written in first person and leaves in more adult themes, a woman trying to steal another’s husband, tackles alcohol abuse and the roll churches played in helping settle the vast emptiness.

With every word I read, I imagined my mother sitting beside me, reading with me, she would have loved this book and how it fleshed out the original series. She would have loved hearing more about the love story between Laura and Almanzo, she would have loved hearing more about the family overcoming hardships. How I wish I could share this book with her, she used to tell me a lot of the things in the books were her own experiences growing up.

The same games, songs and a one-room school in a rural area, my beautiful, strong, smart, funny mother was raised in rural Oklahoma, in Love County to be exact. She went to school in a one-room schoolhouse; she learned a love of words that stayed with her until she passed away. She learned also learned Latin, she told me once that she went to a church revival and it was one where people began to speak in tongues. If you are not familiar with that I suggest you look it up.

She said that she had always been skeptical of that particular gift, until that evening, she said that the man who was speaking in tongues was speaking Latin! She recognized the language, she said there was no way that dirt farmer knew Latin, she said it was in that moment she knew it was a real gift. She was not skeptical after that, even though we belonged to a denomination that does not practice that, she believed.

I was sad when I got to the end of the book, it was the end of feeling my mom sitting next to me, it was if she was there for the reading then went back to Heaven. I know that people will say it was my imagination, however, I choose to believe God allows us comfort and visits, not often, just when we need them the most.

I highly recommend this book to anyone who was a fan of the original series of children’s books. I also highly recommend introducing your own children to these books, they have stood the test of time and allow us a window into the settling of America after the Civil War.

Happy reading everyone!

 

Dec 13, 2014 - General    No Comments

The Most Wonderful Time of Year?

I have a love/hate relationship with this time of year, while on one hand it is the most wonderful time of the year; on the other it is the most difficult. I love it for the reason we celebrate, the birth of our Lord and Savior, the lights, the overwhelming sense of love and goodwill that permeates. I love the sights, sounds, smells, everything about it.

I hate the sense of loss, the missing people that are not here, I miss my grandparents, my great-aunt Effie, I miss my mom and dad, most of all I miss my son who never got to experience a Christmas.

I am emotional this time of year, I am not a crier, yet I cry at every Christmas themed commercial, every movie, the sappier the more tears. I abhor myself for this emotional display that is not seen any other time of the year; it is disconcerting.

This year is particularly emotional, as Elizabeth Anne has begun a new chapter in her life, which is a good thing, however, it brings a new set of emotions. I am not good with emotion; I am better with logic, yes Angie logic, but still, logic all the same.

As I put ornaments on the tree, I couldn’t help but think of when each one came to be, I have one that my mom gave Jeffrey when he was little. Yes, it’s Jeffrey’s and yes I have it, just for the record I have offered it to him and he said he likes it on my tree.

I am going to try to keep my emotions in check, I do not enjoy a good cry the way some people do, I would rather not, thank you very much. I am going to enjoy the twinkling lights, the decorations, the sights, sounds and smells without one tear this year.

I am going to celebrate the times I spent with people who are no longer here; I am going to relish the time I have with the people who are still here. I am going to enjoy spending time with my children and granddaughter, with new family members such as a son-in-law and a new granddaughter. I am going to enjoy friends, seeing their pictures of loved ones and gatherings.

I will not cry, as tears do nothing but get my face wet, it doesn’t make me miss anyone any less, it doesn’t solve world hunger or world acrimony. All they do is make my face wet. This is my mantra this year.

Dec 7, 2014 - General    2 Comments

Elizabeth Anne Got Married

My hands are finally untied, I can talk about the thing I was forbidden to talk about for so long. My daughter got married! Yes, Elizabeth Anne got married Friday, December 5, 2014 at roughly 2:30 pm. It was a simple ceremony witnessed by her closest friends and family and her precious cows and chickens oh and can’t forget the donkeys; they were in attendance as well.

So happy her Aunt Rena and Grandpa Reno and Grandma Mike could be there, it was good to see them again and I do know that Rena is one of Elizabeth’s favorites, don’t tell the rest. Shhhhhhh, our secret.

The bride was beautiful in a simple knee length hi-low dress, it was cream-colored lace, and with the addition of cowboy boots it was perfect for the setting. She is beautiful to begin with, her friend Chelsea did her hair and makeup and she was radiant.

With the hard work of her dad’s wife, the affair was perfect and went off without a hitch. Before you can scratch your head, the wedding was on their property with the reception in their party barn. And yes, as mother of the bride I took a huge step back and allowed this to happen as she does a lot for my children, even though they were grown when she arrived on the scene.

She did an amazing job, from the food to the decorations; I honestly cannot find one fault with anything she did. Elizabeth Anne is not a planner so this took a lot of stress off of her, to which I am grateful.

Jay Renee Photography did the photos, and yes I have an in with the owner of that fine business, Jason is the son of my friend Sandi. We would NEVER have trusted anyone else with this function; he is an amazing photographer and part of our family.

I am so happy with the turnout, how many people could come on a Friday afternoon, so happy my BBFF could make it. Sad my nephew Chris could not, but understandable as his fiancé was having some medical issues. It was right he was there to take care of her; I know he was there in spirit. Sad also Miss Jan could not be there as she has known Elizabeth Anne since, well before she was born, however, she was busy taking care of her daughter who had medical issues. Which we totally understood, a mother’s children come first. That is the way it should be.

It doesn’t seem real, my baby married, it is so adult, for the life of me I can’t figure out how she even got a marriage license due to the fact she is only 5 years old. At least that is what it feels like; time went by exceedingly fast, warp speed it you will.

feel like there is so much more I need to tell her, however, when I think about it, there is nothing left to impart, as I talk a lot and she has heard all of my words of wisdom. I say wisdom; she says insanity, tomato, potato, whatever.

I look forward to this new chapter in her life, to watch her grow even more, I look forward to our family growing with the addition of a new son-in-law and the daughter he brings with him. Nothing but goodness and mercy shall follow them all the days of their life together.

Dec 2, 2014 - General    No Comments

Musings

As many of you know I am completely fascinated by time travel, I often think about where I would go, or when I would go to. It is tempting to go to a different time period, such as the time of the Pharaohs or back to the 1800’s or even the beginnings of America. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like during Viking days, considering I am a Viking, however, logically speaking, if one could not assimilate they would be burned to the stake as a witch. Or maybe, in really ancient times, worshipped as a god, or goddess as the case may be.
There is a movie, Peggy Sue Got Married, which has a woman going back in time and inhabiting her own body as a teenager. She gets the chance to do it all over again, and she tries, she really tries to make changes. She doesn’t want to marry the person she married, then she realizes she would not have the children she has if she doesn’t. She wants to go home, back to her life, with her children.
I think about that, if I did go back and inhabit my own body at a younger age, what would I change, would I take more risks. Be more daring, travel more, not get married at 19 years of age, then I think, wait, no, I would still get married. I like the children God gave me, so that I would not go back and change.
I would take more risks, not physical risks, but emotional and personal, as far as my field of work goes. I would like to think, if I went back, and am the person I am now, just in my younger body, I would start writing sooner and put myself out there. Try and give my work to newspapers and magazines, I would have loved to have been a writer.
I am by nature a solitary person, to those who know me, they think I am outgoing and lively, however, the truth of the matter is I would be happy to never or rarely leave my home. I could live in a cave if I had all of my books, television and the internet. My children would come visit me, my granddaughter could come visit, I would be happy.
But alas, I live in the real world, I live in the here and now, not the then and there, I am firmly planted in the present. However much I would love to time travel, especially in the way past, seriously who would not want to go back and find out for themselves how the Roman myths actually started. Or see a Pharaoh crowned, see the fall of the Roman Empire, or the beginnings of a nation.
Where I would really choose to go is to Owasso in 1978, I would appreciate being there more, being with my parents, in the country, hanging with Tammi. That is where I would choose to go, if I could time travel.

Nov 15, 2014 - General    No Comments

Victoria’s Secret Thoughts

I have to speak out about this, it has been bugging me for the longest time, there is currently uproar about an ad. Yes, an advertisement. Victoria’s Secret posted an ad that said The Perfect “Body”; please note they put the word body in parenthesis. The reason being, they were talking about their lingerie line called Body by Victoria, I know this because I buy from that line.

Everyone blasted them saying oh you’re giving girls a self-esteem issue, number one, why are young girls looking at this, it is an ad aimed at adult women. B) It is their line; it was not a comment on women making themselves thinner. And lastly, really, with all of the things that are going on in this country this is what you choose to get upset about?

I find no fault in their advertisement, it did not make me want to binge and purge or become anorexic to fit into the body size of the ad. It did not make me want to slit my wrists because I am not that size and do not look like the women in the photo. It did remind me it is time to go in and get fitted for new bras, as I love that particular line they sell.

As an adult, if your self-esteem is so low that a simple ad makes you feel bad, you seriously need to seek help. Not sarcasm, not a joke, get some help, there are other things that need to make you lose sleep and feel bad. Children starving in our own country is one, a government that foists things upon the public that are not constitutional is another, these are just two things.

I am shocked that so much vitriol was thrown at Victoria’s Secret over this; did no one see the quotation marks? Does no one know about the different lines they carry and the names of them? This is like the time everyone was on the whole make Barbie fat bandwagon.

Everyone knows Victoria’s Secret models are thin, and busty and beautiful, and air brushed to the heavens in ads. They starve themselves for the runway show; they do whatever they have to do to maintain weight that is their choice in their chosen field of employment. Oh wait, what was the key word there, choice, these girls and women have made a choice, to be models. Not only models, but Victoria’s Secret models, that takes it to a whole new level because you will be modeling things that leave the majority of your body seen. Seen to be taken apart bit by bit by the public, and if these models were not flawless, heaven help them, because the backlash would be worse than the one for that simple ad.

People love to spew hate, and with the advent of the Internet, that hate is rampant due to the face that people believe they are anonymous. They spout whatever they can to get attention, it is insanity.

Leave the models alone, leave Victoria’s Secret alone, learn to read an ad, and leave Barbie alone. I for one, do not base my self-esteem on the images of others, if you are truly worried about your daughters, teach them to read, to think, to explore their world. That will give them self-esteem, self-awareness and a thought process that goes beyond the superficial.

Nov 14, 2014 - General    No Comments

Hello World, I’ve Missed You

Woke up to the best surprise, the last episode of Smallville, the one where Clark Kent flies and is in full Superman suit. Chloe reading the comic to her son and it ends with Clark opening his shirt getting ready to fly off to save the day. Full orchestra accompaniment. Greatness, it was a great ending to a great series, I have said it before, I’ll say it again, the CW just knows how to get DC heroes right. The writing, the casting, the directing all comes together in one beautiful show, they did it with Smallville and are now doing it with Arrow and Flash.

Well, I decided to give protein bars another try, this time Quest bars, thanks to my new friend Sallie Ann, who loaned me $2.50 to get one at Fitness Together, I tried the double chocolate one. Upon Vincent’s suggestion I microwaved it for a few seconds. Woweeee, I was ready to whoop it up! This bar rocks, it was a breakfast treat, I had it with my bulletproof coffee and thought I had literally died and gone to heaven. Combine this taste bonanza with a Friday off and well, you can imagine my euphoria.

I will be adding yoga to my routine on Wednesday, one night a week, and they have upped the cardio sessions. I will now be doing 45 minutes of cardio twice a week instead of 30 minutes. I seriously hope I survive, this past Thursday I literally thought Vincent was trying to do us in. Man oh man, that was a toughie, but I survived, I do believe we all did! So yay us!

I am still plugging along, learning to eat the right foods; the right combination of healthy fats, protein and carbs, it is an ongoing process. However, I am confident I will be able to conquer this thing that I have been battling since I was a child.

A date is fast approaching that I look forward to with happiness and joy and a little sadness. I can’t say what right now, I will afterwards, it is a joyous thing and I wish I could write about it now, however I am sworn to secrecy.

Well, I am done today folks, I am getting out of this chair, cleaning, then grocery shopping, then picking up my amazing granddaughter. Then family dinner, meatloaf tonight, with homemade gluten free bread, crescent rolls for the kids, mashed potatoes and salad. However for me, it will be meatloaf, plain potatoes with olive oil and salad. No bread, that is the devil, no devil on my plate, happy Friday everyone!

 

Nov 2, 2014 - General    No Comments

Bullet Proof Coffee

I love coffee, there, I’ve said it, everyone knows it, and all should know how unhappy I was during the thirty day cleanse. No dairy, no cream in my coffee, when I was able to add it back in, it made me sick. I was betrayed by the very thing I loved, what to do now was the big question.

The coconut creamer and the almond creamer just didn’t do it for me, then someone posted on Facebook about the bulletproof coffee. What is this I asked, I must know, well it is Kerrygold butter and something called MCT oil, however I don’t know what that is so left it out. I put the butter and the coffee in my bullet to blend it, the recipe said a blender, I am not getting that thing out when I have this on the counter. It was so amazingly good! The next go around I added honey and cinnamon, I will never look back, the best coffee I have ever had.

I highly recommend it, if you are a coffee lover and like the taste of the coffee without the flavored creamers, you will be a fan instantly.

Halloween was awesome, Tess went as Cleopatra and she was adorable, after she went out to get her candy she handed out mine. It was an easy family dinner, pizza, which I did not have, Gladys’ stories of her experience with pizza has me scared to try it.

Yesterday was glorious, I woke up to have my awesome coffee, got caught up on my DVR’d things and then Costco and grocery store. Last night of course was spent with Dr Who, an episode that left me breathless! I will not go on, in case anyone has not seen it, I don’t want to give anything away. Just know that it was a spectacular episode, can hardly wait for the season ender next week.

Today will be spent with Tess, shopping for her fall wardrobe, very excited about that! Love that little girl and getting to spend time with her, she is nothing short of amazing.

I hope everyone has a great week; I am still working out at Fitness Together and staying off of almost all dairy, exception being the Kerrygold in my coffee. Staying off of grains and sugars as well. I weigh in next week and will be measured again; I know it won’t be as dramatic as the first month, however I am sure it is a loss!

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