For the majority of my life, I have stayed away from alcohol. I've never had a beer in my life. But lately, I have found that I enjoy a glass of wine. Tonight I was out with some co-workers and it was happy hour. I drank one glass of wine and gave the other away. So unlike my Dad who had to have a six-pack every night with whiskey shots on the side. It is funny. Because of the alcoholic tendencies in my family, drinking a glass of wine is like committing some sort of sin. Now that I am Catholic, you'd think I'd be over that. Still, one is my limit. I don't want to lose control.
Anyway, I am wondering if guzzling down two glasses of chocolate milk should be considered a sin. What a nice fuzzy feeling when that chocolate gets in to my bloodstream. Such peace and I could sleep for hours. Except . . . guilt slips in. Why did I do that? I'm going to be huge. No adult woman needs two huge glasses of chocolate milk, especially after wine.
I refuse to let the milk get a hold of me. I won't be ignoring my job and friends just so that I can drink chocolate milk. I won't sneak to get that second glass of milk when no one is looking. I'm in control. One glass of wine and one glass of chocolate milk. That's my limit.
Lovey
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Priorities
It has been two months since I've written. Actually I went on a horrible tirade one night in February. I was so ashamed of my antics that I deleted the post.
Since my last published post, much has happened. I have a new position at work and I am spending much of my time trying to learn more about the publishing game. Not always easy for an AARP chick. The economy is making it stressful for most businesses and our company is working its way through new challenges. I imagine it might be a good idea for me to spend less time worrying and more time praying.. One of our authors, Patricia Wilson, wrote a book - Why Pray When You Can Take Pills and Worry? Its weird that I haven't really read it. I think it is time. My weight is up again and for the first time in my life - so is my blood pressure.
For the millionth time I'll list what should be most important to me: God, Family, Health, Friends. Not easy when budgets, strategies, tactics, meetings, people .... overwhelm.
Well, I'm headed for the beach next Friday night. I am going to force myself to relax. The lifestyle I'm leading is miserable.
Lovey
Since my last published post, much has happened. I have a new position at work and I am spending much of my time trying to learn more about the publishing game. Not always easy for an AARP chick. The economy is making it stressful for most businesses and our company is working its way through new challenges. I imagine it might be a good idea for me to spend less time worrying and more time praying.. One of our authors, Patricia Wilson, wrote a book - Why Pray When You Can Take Pills and Worry? Its weird that I haven't really read it. I think it is time. My weight is up again and for the first time in my life - so is my blood pressure.
For the millionth time I'll list what should be most important to me: God, Family, Health, Friends. Not easy when budgets, strategies, tactics, meetings, people .... overwhelm.
Well, I'm headed for the beach next Friday night. I am going to force myself to relax. The lifestyle I'm leading is miserable.
Lovey
Monday, January 26, 2009
My Momma Takes Care Of Me
My daughter just posted on Facebook asking what to do about a lying child. I immediately thought she was directing the question to me. Then I realized she was asking everyone that might be reading the post. I thought she only needed me!
What is it about us mothers that makes us think we must jump right in when we think our children need something? I was consumed with the desire to fix her problem. Funny, she is a mother trying to fix her daughters' lives too. Upset stomachs, runny noses, scary nights.
And then there is my mom. She lives with me and my husband. I can wake up in the morning, sit on the sofa and barely look like I might want coffee and it appears. She has warned me when there is a threat of ice that I should take off early to be safe. "Do you have a long coat in the car for emergencies?" - she asks. "Give me your keys and I'll warm up your car." Funny how I think it annoys me sometimes, but it is really nice to have your momma watching out for you.
Tomorrow is supposed to be cold and wintry. Thank goodness Mom goes to bed early so the coffee will be hot when I wake up.
Lovey
What is it about us mothers that makes us think we must jump right in when we think our children need something? I was consumed with the desire to fix her problem. Funny, she is a mother trying to fix her daughters' lives too. Upset stomachs, runny noses, scary nights.
And then there is my mom. She lives with me and my husband. I can wake up in the morning, sit on the sofa and barely look like I might want coffee and it appears. She has warned me when there is a threat of ice that I should take off early to be safe. "Do you have a long coat in the car for emergencies?" - she asks. "Give me your keys and I'll warm up your car." Funny how I think it annoys me sometimes, but it is really nice to have your momma watching out for you.
Tomorrow is supposed to be cold and wintry. Thank goodness Mom goes to bed early so the coffee will be hot when I wake up.
Lovey
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Weak
I am thinking of the parts of me that I can now officially call "weak."
1. Weak mind - The other day I was helping my grandaughter with her homework and I looked at an animal and called it a zebra. She looked at me and said "Lovey, that is a giraffe." Ouch!
2. Weak bladder - I am regressing back to childhood behavior where I don't seem to have enough advance time to get to the bathroom. It happens so fast that I have to make a quick break for the restroom way too often. Ughh!
3. Weak knees - Knee surgery aside, the old knees aren't what they used to be. Too much popping and cracking. I thought this only happened to old people. Alas!
4. Weak back - The dreaded belly fat that I hear comes from stress has caused my back to weaken. Well I would prefer to think it is from stress rather than me sitting on my butt for hours at a time. Anyway, when the belly grows, the back goes. Whew!
5. Weak eyes - I was bragging to my husband, brother, and sister-in-law at a restaurant the other night that my near-sighted eye now compensated for my far-sighted eye. Therefore I can see much better than most people my age. The joke was on me. I pulled out a speeding ticket (my first) that I planned to take to court next Monday, the 26th. Looking at it with glasses, I saw the court date was Friday, 06. The 0 looked just like a 2 to me without glasses. Missed my court date and had to pay the full fine. Whoops!
Lovey
1. Weak mind - The other day I was helping my grandaughter with her homework and I looked at an animal and called it a zebra. She looked at me and said "Lovey, that is a giraffe." Ouch!
2. Weak bladder - I am regressing back to childhood behavior where I don't seem to have enough advance time to get to the bathroom. It happens so fast that I have to make a quick break for the restroom way too often. Ughh!
3. Weak knees - Knee surgery aside, the old knees aren't what they used to be. Too much popping and cracking. I thought this only happened to old people. Alas!
4. Weak back - The dreaded belly fat that I hear comes from stress has caused my back to weaken. Well I would prefer to think it is from stress rather than me sitting on my butt for hours at a time. Anyway, when the belly grows, the back goes. Whew!
5. Weak eyes - I was bragging to my husband, brother, and sister-in-law at a restaurant the other night that my near-sighted eye now compensated for my far-sighted eye. Therefore I can see much better than most people my age. The joke was on me. I pulled out a speeding ticket (my first) that I planned to take to court next Monday, the 26th. Looking at it with glasses, I saw the court date was Friday, 06. The 0 looked just like a 2 to me without glasses. Missed my court date and had to pay the full fine. Whoops!
Lovey
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Longing for Snow
I wonder if I have a genetic predisposition to need to see least one good snow a year. The closest I have come lately is to surf for pictures on the internet. I download them to my desktop and my screensaver so that I can at least pretend to have a true winter experience.
Let it snow!!!!!!!!!
Lovey
Let it snow!!!!!!!!!
Lovey
Thursday, January 8, 2009
I Wan't Drinking Last Night
No. I wasn't drinking last night. And last night I wasn't kidding either. I am used to fixing things myself, and when I see danger I begin to take note of my options. The army (or corps) sounded like a good idea after the week I had.
Today I was back to the grind. Lots to do at work and lots of feelings to keep soothed. Ahh, the life of a peacemaker. We don't allow our feelings much outlet time, so we must be dreamers who tell ourselves that we can walk away any time we want. With that private notion, most things are endurable.
Lovey
Today I was back to the grind. Lots to do at work and lots of feelings to keep soothed. Ahh, the life of a peacemaker. We don't allow our feelings much outlet time, so we must be dreamers who tell ourselves that we can walk away any time we want. With that private notion, most things are endurable.
Lovey
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
I Want To Join The Army
I'm hoping my anxiety medicine kicks in soon. I really need some calm in my life. After the last few days, I'm as edgy as a cat.
When I get like this I start looking around for changes. Instead of trying to calm myself, I can't stop myself from dreaming up diversions. I want to move out of the state. I want to change churches. I want to quit doing everything I'm doing now. I want to change jobs. The last one is a constant. I've never been content in a job. So tonight I went to the Army Corps of Engineers site and set up my resume. Just a little tweeking and I can post it. One push of the button and I could be called to be a part of the military. Well, almost the military.
I called my son and told him what I was doing. No reaction. He just said, "good idea." He works for the corps now and answers to a real life General. I always fancied that in my younger days I would have been great in basic training. I'm so good at obeying rules. I would have probably cried, but I was strong and fairly athletic. Now, thinking about being a part of an organization that values action and order makes me think I might even be able to do a push-up.
What would I do if they did call? I'd go.
Lovey
When I get like this I start looking around for changes. Instead of trying to calm myself, I can't stop myself from dreaming up diversions. I want to move out of the state. I want to change churches. I want to quit doing everything I'm doing now. I want to change jobs. The last one is a constant. I've never been content in a job. So tonight I went to the Army Corps of Engineers site and set up my resume. Just a little tweeking and I can post it. One push of the button and I could be called to be a part of the military. Well, almost the military.
I called my son and told him what I was doing. No reaction. He just said, "good idea." He works for the corps now and answers to a real life General. I always fancied that in my younger days I would have been great in basic training. I'm so good at obeying rules. I would have probably cried, but I was strong and fairly athletic. Now, thinking about being a part of an organization that values action and order makes me think I might even be able to do a push-up.
What would I do if they did call? I'd go.
Lovey
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