January 22, 2010
Ow.
So, I rolled over at o’dark thirty and turned off my alarm clock. And promptly fell back to sleep. I awoke 40 minutes later with a start! Oh CRAP! Sat straight up, swung my legs to the ground and in my haste to get out of bed, I stepped on my daughter’s tennis shoe, tried to grab the nightstand on my way down, and proceeded to knock over a glass of water that I had set there the night before.
Run on sentence anyone?
Of course, the foot that I twisted was the same one I had injured a while back.
Like I said.
Ow.
Moving forward, I finally made it into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and whacked the area below my knee cap on the side of the tub when I went to step in. How the heck that happened, I don’t know.
Ow again, plus sore foot, plus blossoming bruise on leg.
Lovely.
One last tip before I go lay down and apply some more ice. If the rain is coming down like pregnant elephants when you arrive at work, make sure you look down while you are walking if it is dark. Helps you avoid those REALLY.BIG.PUDDLES that go up over the top of your shoes.
Squish, squish, squish.
I’m not saying that happened to me or anything.
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January 21, 2010
It’s often been said that the key to happiness is finding contentment within yourself. Who you are. What you represent. How you look. How smart you are. How funny you are. The list is endless but it really boils down to one basic fact. Be happy. Be happy with yourself. The whole package. Sure, there are things when inspected with a fine tooth comb, (or even a little peek) that we are not particularly thrilled with. The answer should be simple, yes? Change those things that we can do something about, and learn to embrace the things we can’t.
Turns out, it’s not so simple. At least for me. As I have posted before, I have self confidence issues that seem insurmountable. For example, “Being Good Enough” is probably one of the posts that explains it the best.
One of the things I have been working hard at, is to change that. For myself. I am leaping (small hop) out of my box, such as it is. It could better be described as a House of Cards, but I am hereby referring to it as a box. I am attempting to step out of my comfort zone. I get up in the morning, and the first thing I do, after the obligatory trip to the bathroom, is look at myself in the mirror and say “you are good enough.” That’s it. No more.
Now I really need to tell you a funny story here. Have you ever seen me in the morning (No? Be thankful.)? I am a restless sleeper. A better description is I am one that moves, and rolls over and turns and let’s face it, I am all over the bed. I have been trained after 21 years of marriage to limit my thrashing to my side of the bed, but I still move. Alot. In a king size bed, I have a lot of space (if my husband is hugging his side of the mattress).
Anyway.
On any given morning, when I look at myself in the mirror, my hair looks like I am in a perpetually surprised state. For that matter, so do my eyebrows. I generally have dried slobber around my mouth, eye boogers, eyelids that are swollen and one of my pajama pant legs has somehow moved up during the night, over my knee. Playboy material I am not. I won’t even talk about what I look like if I don’t wash the makeup off of my face before my head hits the pillow. TMI? You are welcome.
Where was I? I do have a point, I think. I’m just having a hard time remembering. Let me look at my notes.
Oh yes.
I remember.
Love thyself. Embrace thyself. Your whole self, complete with all of your faults. This includes all you can change, as well as those you can’t.
Hi. My name is Laura. Some call me Moogie. Some call me Mother when they are mad at me. I am good enough. How about you?
Happy Love Thursday everyone. Learn to love yourself. Your whole self, warts and all.
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January 20, 2010
- Feeling on top of the world!
- How good my feet feel when I can sit down for a while after a long day of being on them.
- Wednesday is “Mom Doesn’t have to Cook Day” at Chez Moogie. How cool is that?
- My 15 year old daughter seems to have lost an edge on the “seriously nasty” streak she has had the past few days.
- Finding the time and having the energy as well as the desire to post more on my blog lately.
Learn to take time to enjoy the little blessings in life. Join me over at Grace in Small Things.
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January 20, 2010
The Brat Pack
Just wanted to pop in and say hi! I sat down to write a quick post last night (several times) and finally gave up. It’s hard to keep up around here, what with all of the whining and sassing and mouthing going on. My patience has been getting a work out is all I’m saying.
That brings me to a funny story I wanted to tell you. Not so much of a story, but something I heard. I was driving into work this morning, and had a commedy station tuned in on the radio. Commedian Bill Engval was talking about having a teenage daughter who had just gotten her permit and was going through a Driver’s Education class. You know the kind of teenager I mean, right? The one that knows EVERYTHING? I see you nodding and rolling your eyes.
Anyway.
The esteemed Mr. Envall used the word SUIT. SUIT. Know what that means?
Shut up immature teenager!
I must admit to putting that one in my memory bank for future use. No parenting awards here.
Whatever Mother!
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January 18, 2010
- The latest cold snap seems to have gone on its way, and we are having milder temperatures.
- Killer sales at Belks and Catos in which I found a jackpot of clothes (including shoes) for a phenomenal price. All this and I don’t even like to shop but I found so many things and my mood was lifted ten fold.
- The challenge I faced last week at work? In the bucket! SLAM.DUNK. Rawwwrrrrrr!!!!
- My super-duper husband, who did the grocery shopping for me today (he OFFERED!) because he had MLK day off and I didn’t. He rocks!
- My younger daughter being so excited about softball starting up again, that she doesn’t ever complain about going to practice, even when she has to go on a holiday.
Learn to take time to enjoy the little blessings in life. Join me over at Grace in Small Things.
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January 13, 2010
As I was traveling through the jungle, I came upon a man and beast. The man, oh my, he was ruggedly handsome and brave and strong.
He made my heart thump with fear, because I did not know if he was friend or foe. What if he would tie me up in the back of his truck and then slow roast me over a roaring fire? I was well aware that the jungle isn’t what it used to be. No longer can you let your children swing wildly from the long vines, moving from tree to tree. It’s not the same as when I was young.
Never fear, I learned this rugged man meant me no harm. While he was tougher than an over cooked pot roast, he had a soft spot for a lady carrying a camera looking for a potential video. And he was all for his 15 minutes of fame and perhaps a shot at America’s Most Funniest Videos.
The beast now, she was a different story. With sharp, pointy teeth, and a snarl so fierce. She had more hair than I had on my armpits after not shaving for a year. I was afraid to move lest she attack me, leaving nothing but skin and bones much like a road kill after the vultures are through. Nothing left but the carcass which could be used for a good home made soup.
I soon learned that neither meant me harm. The man, the fierce, strong and brave man with the to-die for mustache, and his ferocious beast only wanted me to tell their story. And that my friends, is what I am here to do. I give to you, “The Man, The Beast, and a Promise of a Cookie.”
Get your Kleenex ready. It’s a tear jerker.
Click here for the full story: The Beast
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January 13, 2010
While we were visiting my parents this Christmas, there were a few glorious days that were in the low 70’s. Of course, there were some people who felt it was so hot! OMG…I’m miserable, it’s so HOT, HOT. Did I tell you I thought it was HOT! And that is all I heard. How HOT it was. So I did what any mother would do. I took her down to the pool. I’m guessing, by the look of things, it wasn’t quite as HOT (OMG! It’s so HOT!) as she thought it was. Man I love that girl!
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January 11, 2010
Dear readers,
It was 22 degrees outside this morning when I left my house at 6:00. I am now sitting in front of a space heater in my cube, attempting to thaw the icicles from my nostril hair. It’s not pretty.
How do you people who live where it snows stand it?
Love,
Laura, the proverbial Southern Belle
PS: Will update when I get home from work if frostbite has not claimed my fingers.
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January 10, 2010
- A beautiful, clear day, with the sun shining bright (albeit with temps in the low 30’s).
- The girls playing duets on the piano.
- Actually looking forward to going to work next week. I’m facing a huge challenge, and feel confident that I’ll be able to pull it off.
- My 15 year old telling me I look prettier without makeup.
- Sleeping hard the entire night, and not waking up once!
Learn to take time to enjoy the little blessings in life. Join me over at Grace in Small Things.
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January 8, 2010
Recently, in a large city in France, a poster featuring a young, thin and tan woman appeared in the window of a gym. It said:
“This summer, do you want to be a mermaid or a whale?”
A middle-aged woman, whose physical characteristics did not match those of the woman on the poster, responded publicly to the question posed by the gym.
“To Whom It May Concern,
Whales are always surrounded by friends (dolphins, sea lions, curious humans). They have an active sex life, get pregnant and have adorable baby whales. They have a wonderful time with dolphins stuffing themselves with shrimp. They play and swim in the seas, seeing wonderful places like Patagonia, the Bering Sea and the coral reefs of Polynesia.
Whales are wonderful singers and have even recorded CDs. They are incredible creatures and virtually have no predators other than humans. They are loved, protected and admired by almost everyone in the world.
Mermaids don’t exist.
If they did exist, they would be lining up outside the offices of Argentinean psychoanalysts due to identity crisis. Fish or human? They don’t have a sex life because they kill men who get close to them, not to mention how could they have sex?
Just look at them … where is IT? Therefore, they don’t have kids either. Not to mention, who wants to get close to a girl who smells like a fish store?
The choice is perfectly clear to me:
I want to be a whale.
P.S. We are in an age when media puts into our heads the idea that only skinny people are beautiful, but I prefer to enjoy an ice cream with my kids, a good dinner with a man who makes me shiver, and a piece of chocolate with my friends.
With time, we gain weight because we accumulate so much information and wisdom in our heads that when there is no more room, it distributes out to the rest of our bodies.
So we aren’t heavy, we are enormously cultured, educated and happy.
Beginning today, when I look at my butt in the mirror I will think, “Good grief, look how smart I am!”
**Hat tip to Sharon G. for sending me this one! I had to share.**
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