It Was Once Said....

Man cannot live by shred alone, or was that bread? Because after my first workout I need me some bread! This workout is not a joke and not for the faint of heart or muscle, well technically your heart is a muscle, but let's not get carried away with technicalities. Bottom line.....it's hard! Oh, they are only 20 minute workouts, but they will rock your bod. I thought, "Sheesh, how hard could it actually be?" I'm not questioning it anymore. This Jillian Michaels woman is serious and she doesn't play games. She doesn't even give you one minute of down time, she says, "Don't rest..keep going." So, I did. I kept going, and now I feel like my arms and legs aren't even connected to my body. So, this is it! Day ONE of the 30 Day Shred, and by the way, it came in the mail today. Aren't you oh so proud of me? I didn't even procrastinate one little bit.
I'm on my way to a "shredded" body!

It's Coming Off......

My weight silly...get your mind out of the gutter. I am putting myself up to a huge challenge. And to keep myself accountable, I'm going to blog about it everyday. I'm talking about the 30 Day Shred. I'm super excited about this program, and honestly it's my last stitch effort to get rid of this baby weight. The only baby weight I'm keeping is this little guy.

Now....I know you can hardly wait to see the results and hear about my suffering, but you're going to have to calm down a little. I just ordered it today, and since I'm the Queen of Procrastination, I'm secretly hoping the rain will slow down the delivery process. I will let you know when the dreaded, most looked forward day comes.

Until then......Keep Smiling!

Hey Y'all, I'm Back

Hey Y'all....I was just noticing that I haven't updated this blog in FOREVER. I know that it has been excruciating for y'all just sittin' around waiting for me to post again. Fear Not...I am back!


Now....what shall I write about??? Goodness knows I have a ton going on. I just can't seem to find the time to write anything reader worthy. This blogging business is tough stuff, and for those of you who think that there's nothing to it, I personally challenge you to enter the blog world and see what I mean. Oh it's easy to blog about the happenings and mishaps of a certain little boy, but when it comes down to blogging about Everyday Life, it's just down right hard.
Or maybe it's because that certain little boy is my world and I've already blogged about it over on The Lone Waggoner. Whatever the case may be, I'm going to try to write again.

I love writing about things that are happening, but one just can't write about what's happening without making it entertaining at the same time. If it wasn't entertaining, who would want to read it? Exactly.

Well, I'm still trying to figure out what to write about, and frankly I can't think of anything. So, here's to updating my blog with one rambling post. Hopefully I'll have something intriguing to write about soon.


Until then....keep smiling and thinking about what you would write about if you were a blogger!

Bombs Away in the Ghetto

I may live in a town where nothing much ever happens, but y'all I just heard there is a suspicious package located inside the Save-A-Lot store. I know....a Save-A-Lot? I didn't realize we had a Save-A-Lot either. I only thought this store existed in the commercials where you could get a piece of meat for less because they didn't garnish it with that plastic green grass stuff. The reporter said that a bomb squad is being called in.....WHAT???.....it's probably just powdered sugar.
You know, the worst part about all of this is that I just realized my hair salon is located in the same shopping center. Never mind the magnitude of this news and what it could destroy......Did you hear me????? My HAIR SALON is located in that shopping center. I've got a lot of big events getting ready to unfold in my life, and they CANNOT unfold without my hair looking good. I mean I don't want to look back at pictures YEARS from now and think to myself..."Why does my hair look so bad??" Only to remember that "Oh yeah a bomb went off in the Save-A-Lot, destroying my hair salon, therefore destroying any opportunity of good hair, therefore resulting in a horrible root-laden catastrophe."

What was I saying?

Oh yeah, there's a bomb, and I do hope that it isn't real. That it's just some horrible trick someone is playing. Because a bomb is never a good thing, especially if it's threatening your hair salon!
Y'all have a Wonderful Wednesday!

Backbiting.....It happens before you can slap it!

It's true backbiting can happen before you even realize what's going on.
Take a mosquito for instance, they are relatively predictable, I mean everyone knows what a mosquito's main goal is. It's to find a certain host and draw blood to nourish itself. It is possible at times to slap that mosquito before it accomplishes the mission that it has set out to achieve. Even still there are times that you think you've slapped that mosquito only to find out that it's sucking the blood right out of you before your very eyes.
I have found that many times humans are like mosquitoes. We buzz around people, gather hurtful words, false information or take up another's offense, and before we know it we have become that pesky "mosquito" that can't wait to do a little backbiting. Or maybe there are times when we ourselves become the host that a "mosquito" is looking for. We have to endure someones hurtful words or false accusations and just when we think we've slapped that "mosquito," it comes buzzing around again and bites us when we least expect it.
Isn't it amazing how God created each and every thing? In the same breath, isn't it interesting how those things which God created can harm one another?
I'm sure glad that God knows exactly what HE is doing, especially when mosquitoes start biting.

Dose of Reality......T.V. That Is....

Well it has happened...I have been sucked in by the reality singing show...American Idol. I promised myself over and over again that I would not let this happen, but I caved. I don't know why this season is any different from the others. I have been able to avoid this temptation for 7 seasons....and then what do you know...season 8 rolls around and there I am all up in it. Maybe it's because it's something to look forward to, or because my son was born in 2008 (probably not this reason). I have no idea...but I do know...I love Danny Gokey. And I'm telling you if I wasn't already married to the most wonderful man alive and have the cutest baby alive....I would marry him in a heart beat or a half note or whatever terminology you use for a great singer like he is.

It gets worse....I even called the voting line for a solid hour just so I could place my vote. What has happened to me???? It's madness I tell ya. I guess the solid hour paid off because he has been placed in the top twelve! I'll take the credit and he can thank me later!

Need a dose of reality? Get your dishes and your baby washed early...and join me in watching Season 8 of American Idol.

I Hope You Dance....or Shuffle.....

....because that's what I do. I can't dance. I never have been able to. Oh but I want to. When I was little I used to dance with my daddy, sister, brother, cousin, door....whoever or whatever would let me. I have always wanted to dance! I watch T.V. and people are dancing, why can't I be like them and dance, dance, dance?

Well the desire to dance is still with me, it's never left. It's like a bad habit that won't die. I have always wanted to find the perfect someone to dance with me. I searched high and low....no one. Then..I met M. Oh how happy I was...FINALLY...maybe this was the person who would/could fulfill my desire of dancing. WRONG! I was so wrong, M doesn't dance he never has and he has never wanted to. Believe me, I have tried EVERYTHING. I never thought that I was asking too much, but apparently I am mistaken. I will admit that I have quieted this longing of mine, other things have taken its place....but still.... it remains in the back of my mind.



WELL.....



The other night M turned on the music and said, "Let's Dance!" Imagine my surprise, I was thrilled! So we danced, but it wasn't like I had imagined. It wasn't graceful and it really wasn't romantic.....it was HILARIOUS!!!! I couldn't keep myself from laughing. M and I aren't the romantic type, we laugh more than anything. By the time the song ended we were both laughing and the dancing moment had passed. It was fun and though I thought that M had forgotten my desire to dance I was wrong. It was something that he didn't have to do, but he did it because he loves me.



I hope you take the time to dance....or Shuffle.... or in our case LAUGH.....and do it because you love them!

Talking To a Fence Post Will Only Lead to Splinters

Have you ever had a conversation (s) with someone and felt that you were talking to a fence post? This seems to happen to me quite often and it really only occurs with a few people. Although I am learning how to deal with such people. I'm not saying I have it all figured out, but nevertheless I am working on it. I am realizing that sometimes God places people in one's life in order to help shape them, allow them to grow, and learn from these situations. It is never easy, but we are not promised a life full of ease. Occasionally, after having these fence post conversations with the select few, I come away feeling as if I've been attacked by the fence post. Now, where there was perfectly fine, unharmed, untouched flesh, there is a big ole splinter just sticking way out there. The first reaction to a splinter is to remove it, but you must have the proper tools to do so. Removing a splinter is a tedious process and sometimes if you are not careful a tiny bit of the splinter remains in the flesh, burying itself deeper and deeper until it is no longer removable. I liken the splinter to words. Words can cut deep and stick out like a big ole splinter. If we are not careful to remove all of these hurtful words they too can bury themselves deep until they are no longer removable.

The lesson learned here folks, never lean on or talk to a fence post, unless you're willing to deal with the splinters.

Things I Love.....

1) I love, love, love climbing into bed on a spring night when the sheets are crisp, clean, and cool.
Absolutely love it!

2) Warm weather that signals flip-flops and brightly painted toenails...it's a wonderful feeling.

3) K's incredible laugh....it makes me giggle and relax and say a quick prayer of thanks for a fun, healthy boy.

4) Sunday afternoon naps, enough said!

5) The sound of the lawn mower on a summer morning...makes me feel safe.

6) My husband's eyes, as they always seem to look deep into the heart of who I really am.

7) Colored, printed socks....fun!

8) A surprise for someone when it goes as planned, the joy in their eyes is incredible!

9) Finding the perfect scripture for the exact happenings in your life at the exact moment they are happening.

10) Summer evenings spent viewing the stars as the warm summer wind blows.

This is just a glimpse into the many things that I love.

Surprised By Your Own Self....

It's a funny thought to ponder, but have you ever said something in response to someone else, and in the moments after thought, "Why did I answer that way?" This seems to happen to me all the time. I'm not saying that my responses are rude or anything like that, it's just that sometimes they're not exactly what I meant to say in that exact moment.

For example...Someone asks me about someone or something or some situation and my response...."I don't know, I haven't heard."

The truth is most of the time I do know...I just don't want to take the time to answer or explain.
(Is this a form of laziness?....I don't know! Wow I even do it to myself!)

Then there are still other times that I answer, and then think "Whoa, they didn't sound like something I would say at all."

...Well, although random, this is what I was thinking of today.

Disappointed by a Swan Planter

I have never understood what goes through a person's mind when the are standing in a home store and decide to buy swan planters. I mean what good can come from a swan planter? I never intend to dwell on things of this nature, but there are moments when there is nothing else I can do. You may be thinking, why a post about a swan planter? Well, I'll tell you why.

I was driving through our old neighborhood today (because sometimes I like to look at where we used to live) anyway, as I approached our sweet little duplex I noticed something horrible, dreadful, there on the front porch sat two very large, very unattractive, hideous swan planters. That's not even the worst part....the worst part.....

THEY WERE FULL OF DEAD PLANTS!!!!

I tried to calm myself and remind myself that I no longer lived there, and it was really none of my concern. Have you ever seen something so awful that you just had to see it again? Well, this is what I was left with, I had to see it again, so I drove by and allowed that horrible sight to drench me once more.

I am recovering now.....a cherry lime diet coke always seems to do the trick!