Wednesday, 30 June 2010

Positive Thought 1

A positive attitude may not solve all your problems, but it will annoy enough people to make it worth the effort.

nd for your enjoyment, what I have been calling Franken-Belly. Really it is not too bad. I know the incisions will eventually scar out pretty light, as I learned from my previous surgeries about thirteen years ago. It was sweet that my doctor said she tried not to go into my tattoos, haha. I am swollen though, but it gets better each day! I'm silly & numbered my little incisions.


Have you ever seen that show about hoarders?

Yeah, I saw one episode, and it completely freaked me out. I think my husband could turn into one, definitely. He keeps all sorts of stuff, haha. It got me thinking. One of the things that I will put on my new 101 Things To Do In 1000 Days is to give away my stacks of magazines. I will only keep two of the kinds that I enjoy, National Geographic because, well, it's National Geographic! And for the time being my Oxygen fitness magazines, because they are so inspiring.

Now, I cannot tell you how many magazine subscriptions that I receive each month. Friends and family members have given me so many gift subscriptions, that it is quite unbelievable. I LOVE reading magazines. Then, I stack them up into piles according to each title. I can imagine how much room I would have on my bookshelves if I gave away all of these magazines. They range from Yoga Journal, Body + Soul, Birds & Blooms, Garden Gate, Dog Fancy, Bust (this one is completely amazing), National Geographic, Clean Eating, Oxygen, Respiratory Care Journal, American Assoc. of Respiratory Care.... That's a whole bunch of magazines piled up!

Yep, I have to start giving these suckers away!

Tuesday, 29 June 2010

(+) Begets (+) *

*Positive Begets Positive

Image Borrowed from Samaka~Q8;* 's flickr Page - great photos!

I have an acquaintance who is a single mom with an adorable little boy who has Downs Syndrome with heart complications and respiratory problems on top of that. She amazes me. She amazes me because no matter what, every single day she finds the positive. She says unbelievable phrases that are so inspiring and make one smile. I really have no idea how she does it. She is wonderfully inspiring though. I figured that I should give it a go, you know, finding the positive.

After all, we create our own happiness. We cannot depend on anyone else to provide us our contentment.

Monday, 28 June 2010

101 Things in 1000 Days

photo stolen from

So I was perusing the old list that I had made and realized that though I still have some time, my desires have changed and there are some items that are simply chronologically impossible to conquer. I am thinking that since I have forced light activity time, that I am left with time to create a new list and transfer those items that I would like to still aspire to try to a new list. This could be completely positive and inspiring. So perhaps, I will give it a clean slate and fresh start. I will give myself until the end of this week to come up with a new list, bright, shiny & new.

Saturday, 26 June 2010

Funny but so tired

I got to come home yesterday. Sam says that I look like I was in a knife fight, 6 stab wounds and one 6" slashing. He says I can now work at the strip club that we hear the girls with bullet wound bellies work at, lol. Oh and besides that, nice junkie looking arms and bruising and marks from all my EKG leads, the catheter large sticky thing that they kept on me and two IV's and blood work. Yep, I'm a vision of pure beauty I tell ya.

Now, back to sleep.

Wednesday, 23 June 2010

Guilty Pleasures & Silliness

Yes, I bought this book. My curiosity has gotten the best of me, plus, it was only $1.99. Gosh knows that I did not need another book. I have shelves upon shelves of books that I have not read yet. Books are one of my weaknesses. I used to read four or five books a week, and that was during the time that I was working 40-60 hours a week. I had gotten into the habit of buying books whenever I saw a bargain. In fact, yesterday after my pre-op appointment, I popped into a Dollar Tree. You know one of those places where everything's a dollar; it boggles my mind! I picked up two more hardback books for $1 each.

I do miss this book store back home in Louisiana. It was called The Book Rack. It was an old house filled with used books. You could buy them super cheap, and one of the perks was that you could trade in books for credit on other books. In all actuality, I could go in and hardly ever spend a dime! Of course, there were always some books that I just had to keep and have read over and over. I admit also, that I just love having books, everywhere. It is a shame that little places like that are so few and far between now. About ten, twelve years ago, a friend and I had dabbled with the notion of opening a similar shop. Our gimmick though? We would not serve coffee, noooooooo, we'd serve booze! Hahaha!! I still love that idea. ~heart~


I love agave nectar. I have been using Madhava Agave products. This weekend low & behold what did we discover?! The flavored agave nectars, that's right! We grabbed a hazelnut flavored one. I have to say it is quite good. I stirred a little in my decaf coffee with some lowfat milk and Mmmmmmmm!!

Monday, 21 June 2010

I~*~ heart~*~ soda water

That's my soda water bottle my hubby got me for my birthday. I finally used it today. Yummy!
I love fizzy water. In fact, I prefer it to actual sodas. Throw a slice of fruit in that cold glass, and I'm super happy.

Friday, 18 June 2010

It's caged up

I try so many different things all the time. Eventually, I always get bored. I believe it has to do with trying to be somewhat normal. You see, I have this crazy person caged up inside of me, but sometimes, I set her free. She is the one who grabs her husband's hair clippers and dyes her hair lavender. She is the one who makes some weird creation of crazy fabric and parades it around. She is the one who wants to do nothing but paint, sculpt, carve, walk, write, cook, bike and join a gypsy caravan. You see, I have this weird craving. I want to be this artist person who is locked up. I want to live my life in my eclectic way.

If I had lived, well scratch that, if I had been older in the 70's, I more than likely would have run off to New York. I would have tried to be around the Warhol crowd, partied in Studio 54 (screw the "disco", have you seen the creativity of those folks?), dipped into the emerging punk scene and created. Hell, that was my dream when I was in high school. I wanted to apply to the Art Institute in New York, that was in the late 80s. Alas, the tuition even back then was outlandish. Then, I did the stupid thing got married. Should have, could have, would have, right? Hindsight is 20/20 as they say, and I cannot change what was.

I picked up when I was around 29 and went to Madrid for a month. I studied Spanish and American Expatriate Literature, wandered museums and lived, well, like I had always wanted. I roamed museums, jumped on trains for day trips, sat outside drank wine, read, sketched, kept a journal - a regular Kerouac type month! Then, I headed on back to my normal job. The sad state of reality, got to pay the bills.

See, I have no real passion for any one thing. This is why I still have no idea what I want to be when I grow up. I have been to college, changing my major four times. I have been to community colleges, always getting completely bored with the subjects. Things sound interesting to me. I study for a year or even more and get utterly bored out of my mind. Then, I begin to think about how I would have to endure these careers for as many years as I have been doing my present job and get completely ill. I begin to feel claustrophobic and caged with the prospect of actually doing the jobs. The sad part is that I always made excellent grades.

People tell me to imagine myself doing the one thing that makes me happiest. The problem is that I have no clue what that would be. Nothing truly makes me happy for long periods. It changes continuously. Happiness to me is experiencing anything and everything, constant change, bright, shiny, new. Every single day, I want to do something different, go somewhere different.

C'est la vie. Beginning next week, I will have more time to ponder. I will be incapacitated for a few days and on light duty for a few weeks after that and will have no other choice but to think. Well, that is unless I decide to spend that time reading or watching movies that I had bought months ago and have never gotten around to watching!

Wednesday, 16 June 2010

So, I lied...

One of my friends from back home is expecting #2. She asked me what size I was wearing now days because she has clothes that she'll never fit into again. Now, she's a doc and has some amazing clothes, cool & pretty. She tells me they are all about 3/4's and smalls.

I lied, well, not completely. I told her I was getting off a few pounds, and I should slide right into those babies. I am getting off a few pounds, but I won't be sliding into those babies right now because those "few" pounds are more like 10 to 15 pounds. I will, though, I will. I was in a 3/4 only a few months ago. I just started up a running routine again. I will have to put exercise on hiatus for a short while after I have a procedure done. But I'm planning on talking to my doc about that and some dietary changes too at my next appointment.

So, yes, I lied. I lied because I wanted clothes new to me without having to go out and go shopping. Maybe, this too will be the extra nudge of motivation to get the rest of this body in gear. I know it will take a while for her to pack them up and ship them because of her horrendous work schedule and family life. So, perhaps, by the time that box arrives, I'll be half way there.

I've been remiss...

I have been neglectful of my little blog. There has been lots going on. Soon I'll be forced to be sitting around for a while, so I should be blogging more.

I have been being a little more creative and playing artistic, so maybe some bad photos will follow as well.

Friday, 11 June 2010

Sweet Tooth

I am feeling like making biscotti or a pecan pie... I guess a trip to the grocery is in order this afternoon or tomorrow morning.

Thursday, 3 June 2010

Oh, my love, Soy...

we must part ways. My doctors tell me that my body does not like you. It saddens me. We've grown to have such a loving relationship. You visit me in so many costumes, burgers, chick'n, sausage, "bacon".... It hurts me to say "Au Revoir." May we somehow join paths again in the future.