Important Notice

If you are a WoW Baby and have no clue what you are doing, don't shoot at the lunatic that is running through the town shooting all of the guards. You know, while the name of the place you are currently standing is scrolling at the bottom saying "Such and such is under attack!" Yeah, not a smooth move. First, I looked at him all confused and he waved. Then I saw the guards shooting at him...so I did, too.

Not a smart move.

Lesson learned. I ran and hid in an inn and logged out after I resurrected myself.

In respect

I'm sorry oh Scruples of Housekeeping, in respect of The Chase, I could not fullfill my housekeeping duties today and make my bed.

The Chase

My new addiction

The Hubby is trying to hook me up with World of Warcraft so that maybe I can play it with him instead of complaining that he is playing it. So I have had a rouge for about a month now and I just keep dying. So he suggested maybe a Hunter would be better for me. Can you give me a "Heck yeah!"? Hunters are cool. They shoot people. From a distance. ::sniggles::

It's hecka frustrating because here it is at 1 A.M. and WoW keeps crashing on me. I'm trying to do stuff, people! I need to find the spare ribs and ale. C'mon, computer! Straighten up!

It's 'frusterating when you can't feed your addiction, ya know.

Good news!

Our house that we aren't living in will be rented out as of May 1st! The contract is signed.

What a blessing.

Watch this all the way through

YouTube - World of WifeCraft

Happy Birthday, Mom

I miss you.

Your Cute Monster Says Your Inner Demon is Laziness

You are a deep, thoughtful, down to earth person. You don't put much stock in appearances. You are never superficial or flippant. You take time in life to study, learn, and get to know people well. You can get so caught up in your own world that you neglect everything around you. People think you're cute because you're intelligent. Your wit and wisdom are charming.

The Cute Monster Test

The Inner Me wants out!

I used to think that I wished I were someone else. But then a cat jumped off my head and I realized that the person is within me; I just have to let her out!

I mean, I could call myself a loser because even as I type this, the rest of the moms on my block are all having breakfast together and having a grand old time like they do often and I'm never invited. But really, I'm not a loser. I mean, I don't even want to be there. It would be nice to have friends, but I don't feel a connection to many of them.

I could call myself a loser because my own husband gets bored with me, but that was when I wasn't even living with him. I wish he were honest with me, but he wasn't/isn't, so I need to deal with it and move on.

There is a person inside me that is thinner, prettier, friendlier, and happier. The bitch side me that most people see these days just needs to grab a hold of the gal inside of me by her pretty little head of hair and pull her out.

Hopefully it's not too late.

So Devastated

I've been out of town, and we finally made it home. I thought I would sit down and check in on the babies I follow through blogs. Another Angel earned her wings over the weekend. My heart just aches and hurts for her family. They appear so strong in their faith, however, that I know that they will have a second chance in Heaven with their little girl.

Taking for granted

I think sometimes we all get into a rut and just take tomorrow for granted. I know that I personally often forget to just sit and look around me at those I love and care for and just thank God for the love I have in my life. I think we all need to stop sometimes and just appreciate those people that we have in our lives. It would mean a lot to your friends and family, and you may just see something that you missed before.

I have been following the story of Gracie on her Blog for some time. My heart is twisted up inside for this little girl that I have never even met. I know her Mommy, Daddy, and siblings could all use a lot of prayers for courage and strength right now. Gracie herself is moving on to the next life. I know she will be dearly missed. You can read Gracie's Blog and learn her story.

I've also been praying for personal strength to overcome the little things in life and to focus on the big things. Love, trust, honesty, hate, sorrow, happiness, bitterness, grief, longing, surprise, anger ...these are all part of life. It's up to me to pick out what is important and to focus on it.

A bright spot

Today it was really warm. My youngest and I went out during the day where I chatted with another mom for over an hour and it went well. It really lifted my spirits. Then later, I was outside for another 3.5 hours and I chatted with other parents. It was enough to stop my obsessing for a little while. It felt good.

Unfortunately, it's quiet tonight and my mind is in over drive again.

I wish it would cut that out.

A funny, though - the housing we live in thought it would be cute and "posh" to put a fountain in the water retention pond outside of our house. So there is this ugly chain link fence around this little pond with a big drain sticking into it...with a fountain. It amuses me. What can I say, I'm simple.

Can I just say?

I have not (really) parallel parked in like eight years. Today, I had to parallel park and I did it perfectly! Three point parking - score! I thought for sure I would have to just keep doing it over and over, but apparently my days of street parking stuck with me, because I got my vehicle tucked away between two other cars with no problems. I even missed the tree that was sticking out into the road, lol.

Yay, me!

Happiness is the little things in life.

Continuation

The stagnancy continues. I do not know where this restless, unhappy feeling is coming from; yet it continues with steady steps. Frankly, it's annoying the you know what out of me. I feel stuck. I feel lost. I took the older kids to school today and after I dropped them off, I just drove around in a big circle looking for where I was going. I think I can safely say I never found it. I would stop at one place, and decide that wasn't it, then moved on to another. I did this until I ended up back at home. All in all, it was two miles and 15 minutes. Not far, yet I felt so lost.

My Hubby, the sweet man, saw me lying on the couch yesterday and then put me to bed. I wasn't feeling well. I'm not sick, I just don't feel well. My tummy was upset, but I think it was the stagnancy inside me bubbling to the service. All in all, I had a very restful day yesterday, all thanks to the Tigger. Thank you, dear. It was a much needed break. I awoke around three to find that the Tigger had caught up the laundry and picked up the house. It was very sweet of him, and much needed as I have been lost in my own muck and just haven't been surfacing to take care of business.

Today I came up for air and have worked on getting the house back in order. I managed to fold and put away the laundry that the Tigger washed and dried for me, and I have the two loads still yet to do in progress. I pulled the vacuum cleaner out, but then found out my kitties have not been good kitties at all. My vacuum is drying out, as is the closet after I cleaned it up the kitties' messes. Naughty kitties. Once I am certain the vacuum is dry, I will make use of it.

Hopefully I can pull myself out of this. I just keep sinking lower and lower into the quicksand of depression with only a few quick gulps of air to keep me going.

I need a cause to fight for.

Interesting, "My dear Watson"

Cockroach

To see a cockroach in your dream, signifies your need for renewal, rejuvenation and self-cleansing of your psychological, emotional, or spiritual being. You need to reevaluate major aspects of your life.

*Please see also Roaches. See the meaning in action: "Crawling Cockroaches"

Copied and pasted from: http://www.dreammoods.com/dreamdictionary/

I find this very interesting. Yes, alas, last night I dreamt of cockroaches. Not any cockroaches mind you, but the Mother of all cockroaches, and apparently an entirely new species. They were long with the shape of silverfish, but the contour and coloring of a cockroach. It was evident they were cockroaches, and my dream self recognized them as such, only that she had discovered a new species. These cockroaches were very self conscious of their looks as they had bows as a part of their tales. Cockroach colored bows, of course.

Why do I find all of this interesting? I do because I've been depressed. Stagnant, if you will. Psychologically and emotionally I'm a mess. I have been seeking a change from the "Same 'ol, same 'ol," but the only solutions I can come up with require time, money, and motivation that I do not have. Maybe I should find these things and make those changes. This unrest I have been feeling is affecting my life and my family's life. I'm grouchy and grumpy and I could defiantly use some rejuvenation of my soul. I do believe spring will help a little bit. The things that have been bumping around in my mind, I think, would help. I need to accomplish them.

Alas, we shall see.

Another Weight Loss Epiphany

So a few weeks ago I realized exactly how many calories I was eating. I was awed and shamed. And then I went right back into those awful eating habits. Why? Because tracking every little calorie depressed me. I quit every time because tracking points, calories, or anything is just too much work. And I won't do it for the rest of my life.

That's why I haven't succeeded. It was a diet. I don't stick to diets. I don't want to track anything every day for the rest of my days.

So I got back on the wagon and I have since lost around 5 pounds in two weeks. Closer to 6 pounds. Am I tracking every calorie? Points? What am I doing?

I'm living. I'm eating when I'm hungry and stopping when I'm full. I eat slowly. I am NOT making food the center of my life. Before I had to plan it all out to the point or to the calorie so I didn't go over. I obsessed over it. Now I'm just eating smaller portion sizes and making better choices. If I'm hungry, I eat. If I'm not hungry, I don't eat.

And the biggest thing...I am exercising. Every day. I'm moving around a lot. I'm not sitting all day.

I'm just living. I'm not on a diet. I'm eating what I enjoy in small amounts. I'm moving my body like it was made to move. I do write down what I eat, but I don't obsess over it. I just write it down and then review as I need to and make adjustments. Like I'm sure my body can run just fine without Almond Hershey Kisses. LOL

I know I'll have to make adjustments as I go, but I'm not diving in head first and changing everything all around and eating foods I won't enjoy eating after I've lost the weight. It's portion control, motivation, and exercise!

Now, ask me again in three weeks how I feel about weight loss. It might change again. :-)

Words to live by

I stole this from a Sparks Page.

Recipe for Success!

1. Take a 10-30 minute walk every day. And while you walk, smile. It is the ultimate anti-depressant.

2. Sit in silence for at least 10 minutes each day. Talk to God (or a friend) about what is going on in your life. Buy a lock if you have to.

3. When you wake up in the morning complete the following statement, 'My purpose is to__________ today. I am thankful for______________'

4. Eat more foods that grow on trees and plants and eat less food that is manufactured in plants.

5. Drink green tea and plenty of water. Eat blueberries, wild Alaskan salmon, broccoli, almonds & walnuts.

6. Try to make at least three people smile each day.

7. Don't waste your precious energy on gossip, energy vampires, Issues of the past, negative thoughts or things you cannot control. Instead invest your energy in the positive present moment.

8. Eat breakfast like a king, lunch like a prince and dinner like a college kid with a maxed out charge card.

9. Life isn't fair, but it's still good.

10. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.

11. Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.

12. You are not so important that you have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.

13. Make peace with your past so it won't spoil the present.

14. Don't compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about.

15. No one is in charge of your happiness except you.

16. Frame every so-called disaster with these words:
'In five years, will this really matter?'

17. Forgive everyone for everything.

18. What other people think of you is none of your business.

19. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.

20. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends will. Stay in touch!

21. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.

22. Each night before you go to bed complete the following statements: I am thankful for__________. Today I accomplished_________.

23. Remember that you are too blessed to be stressed.

24. When you are feeling down, start listing your many blessings. You'll be smiling before you know it.


Learn from others, because SPARKPEOPLE seem to know what this is all about!!! Remember, the journey is as important as the destination!

BIKINI SEASON HERE I COME!!!!

"Wheresover you go, go with all your heart" - Confuscious

Funny

I THINK YOU'RE THE FATHER OF ONE OF MY KIDS

A guy goes to the supermarket and notices an attractive
woman waving at him. She says hello. He's rather taken
back because he can't place where he knows her from.

So he says, 'Do you know me?' To which she replies,
' I think you're the father of one of my kids.'
Now his mind travels back to the only time he has ever
been unfaithful to his wife and asks, 'Are you the
stripper from the bachelor party that I made love to on the
pool table with all my buddies watching while your partner
whipped my butt with wet celery??? '
She looks into his eyes and says calmly, 'No ........ I'm
your son's teacher.'

It wouldn't matter who became President today.

I would still have done this poorly.

You Got 3/10 Questions Right

You don't know much or care much about Obama. In fact, you don't know what all the fuss is about. You're probably either a diehard conservative or not American. Either way, you're sick of people talking about this Obama guy!

How Much Do You Know About Barack Obama?

The story of the three little pigs

The scene of the crime. The Three...er, TWO?! Little Pigs

The motive...no soap?

The Big Bad Wolf.

The victim

The evidence against the big bad wolf! Just read the carbon dust on the shower wall.

Click picture to enlarge.