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Prattle

I don't have anything in mind to write about tonight.  I know, right?  Me, without something on my mind?  Say it isn't so! lol So, I'm going to prattle on and on about a whole lot of nothing.  Here goes: Best Sports Movies of all Time :  Remember the Titans and Miracle .   I've seen both of them numerous times and every single time where the good guys triumph, my eyes mist up and I get a lump in my throat the size of Texas.  It's good to have that inspiration in knowing that the impossible can happen and miracles can be achieved. Best Movie with a Message:  Hands down, Freedom Writers.  Never heard of it?  That's a shame.  Seek it out, rent it and watch it.  It's a story of overcoming what is given to you with the will to survive and be a better person - against all odds. My favorite breakfast of all Time :  Hands down...and Egg McMuffin (Sherry style).  What does that mean?  Egg White (such as Egg ...

Classes Cancelled for 02/18/13

Yoga Fans:  Be advised that yoga classes tonight are CANCELLED!!  Weather advisory is noted as I just came back from town and I couldn't see the hand in front of my face if I wanted to. So, I'm taking heed and keeping my yoga butt home tonight.  Please spread the word to those who may not have Facebook.  I will be posting on my Facebook pages  and on Twitter as well.  I will not, however, be sending out an email.   Thank you for your understanding.

Sunday Morning Revelations

It's OK to be laid back and lazy on a Sunday morning Coffee is much better when it's freshly brewed Eggs are better when they're fried and the yolk is smushed My music tastes are eclectic Hot Flashes suck My nephew Blaine inspires me I want to be wanted and appreciated Carbs are not my friend I crave salty, crunchy, sweet things Moscato and Riesling wines are my favorite Doesn't give a rats  ass what people think of me, except those of a very select few people I consider my closest friends in the world (I can count them on three fingers) Wishes I could sing and dance I snore when I lay on my back (or so I'm told). I like dark colors but my spirit is bright I am passionate I am have no sense of style I hate shopping - (which is why I have no sense of style) Has more wrinkles and spots on my face than I care to admit, Is somewhat vain in that I want to make a good impression so always try to put my best appearance forward (i.e., no sweatpants in Wal...

Cold Feet

So I'm having cold feet....literally.    I cannot seem to keep my feet warm this winter.  It's terrible!!  I wake up in the morning and the first thing I grab for is my pair(s) of warm fuzzy socks laying beside the bed.  Notice I said sockS.   I have my white exercise socks that go on first, cuz they're snug and comfy.  Then comes the warm, fluffy, fuzzy wooly socks.    Pure foot heaven.  Hate to say this, but I go to bed with the layered socks too.  But after a lil bit, my feet get claustrophobic  and I start peeling off the socks.  But that's ok, they've served their purpose...my feet are now toasty warm in the warmth of my sheets.  Sexy?   Depends...just don't miss the sock striptease!  LOL

Hodge Podge

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Wow, what a wild weekend.   Seems like so much has happened and yet my mind is blank.  What do I write about?  What do I focus on? Work has been super busy, which is both a good thing and a bad thing.  I like to be kept busy, but when I hit the ground running and don't stop until quitting time, well...not sure I like that so much.  Sounds a bit like I'm whining, doesn't it?   I should be grateful for a job...and I am...but lets slow it down just a smidge, shall we?  I recently put on  post on my blog regarding "time stealing"...and it resulted in a bit of ..shall we say..flack.   I've never made a secret of the fact that what is on my mind tends to come out my mouth.  I have a faulty filter.  I know this.   If you read my blog, you'll know that I state it as it is most of the time.  I have a right to express my opinion and feelings, and I will do so when I want and how I want.  If you don't lik...

Ability

I'm sitting here today quite emotional.  I've been on the brink of tears all morning long.   The reason for those tears?  My nephew Blaine. You see, the love that swells up inside me whenever I think of this young man brings me to my knees.  He's on his journey through this life and he's beating all the odds.   He's EMH - Educable Mentally Handicapped.  Or at least that's the label that was affixed to him when he was young.  But Blaine (and his parents) threw that label to the ground and stomped on it.  His parents decided long ago that the label of handicapped wasn't going to be a crutch or an excuse.  They treated him as if there was nothing wrong with Blaine.  And really, there wasn't.  Oh sure, he may have learned things at a slower pace, isn't so good deciphering time or money, and has difficulty staying on task.  It didn't matter to them, to him, or any of the rest of us.  St...