Category Archives: Journaling

Blogs of a personal nature

Redirection

Status

I’ve had some rough stuff happen in the last couple of weeks and I haven’t really added to this blog since then.  One part sadness, one part worry, and two parts self doubt= one unhappy, uninspired gal.

I’m taking time for self-reflection and re-direction.

In the meantime I hope you’ll be a kind hand in someone’s life. You never know who needs it; it just could be the person you least expect.

 

Advertisements

Daily Journal 3-21-2014

Standard

My first week back to the land of the living has been busy and I’m so thankful!!  If you’ve read my previous posts from the 18th and the 28th, you’ll know that I’ve been feeling b l a h for quite a while, so getting some pep back in my step feels like a big deal!  I wish I knew what exactly to attribute it to as I have been eating a little better, taking an herbal supplement, and spring has finally graced our hillsides with warm breezes, but I like to think it’s because my Shoulder Angel has been looking out for me ♥

I’ve spent the last few days updating and tweaking my blogs, so if you get the chance to look at them and let me know what you think, I’d love it!  I am developing a lot of content to publish in the near future.  If you subscribe now, you’ll be notified when the new content pushes out!

If you aren’t already a subscriber to this, or my other blogs/web spaces, then I invite you to Follow me!

My gaming blog on Blogger: Limited Addiction

My You Tube Channel

My Pinterest

My Twitter

You can check my ABOUT up top to check out these links and more.

Don’t forget to bookmark & subscribe!

Thank you for all your support!

Daily Journal

Standard

The last month or so has been a blur; usually that means things have just been so busy that nothing of note comes quickly to mind. In this case, I have been so lethargic (because I’ve been unwell) and anxious (about our upcoming move and lack of a location to move to yet) that I have mentally been on vacation.  Days run together like butter melting into the soup that is my mind.

BUT

I don’t know if it was the change in weather, time changing, or the new herbal supplement I’m taking, but the last few days have been pretty wonderful.

We’ve had a lot of snowfall here in the foothills of the Blue Ridge mountains this winter.  I really enjoy the snow; it’s so beautiful and quiet, and people tend to stay home so there’s no traffic (not that there is usually more than a couple of cars an hour!).  Sledding down the hills with my Honey is so much fun!  Last weekend the temperature rose to about 70° and most of the snow melted.  The temp dipped during the week but this past Saturday it rose to just above 70° and it was gloriously sunny. Shorts, sunglasses, sunscreen, and Katy Perry singing about California Girls on my SoundSpot while I rocked in the hammock overlooking the shimmery lake and grasses bowing under the breeze had me in a summery state of mind.  It was a wonderful respite to the glumness.

This was Saturday:

Sunny view overlooking the lake and mountains from the hammock

Sunny view overlooking the lake from the hammock

And this was Sunday:

Snowy Day

SNOW!

Hubby had Monday off since he couldn’t get his work truck out of the driveway because of all the snow.  It was a great day to spend together.  We did some Spring Cleaning and got a great video of some deer looking for some bushes to nibble near the house.

We also made a simple but yummy St. Patrick’s Day dinner.  Well, I thought it was yummy, but Mr. Picky Eater didn’t like the cabbage! Oh well, he’s getting better…at least he ate it.

See the recipe post HERE!

St. Patrick's Day Irish Cabbage and Golden Hashbrown Nuggets

St. Patrick’s Day Irish Cabbage and Golden Hashbrown Nuggets

Daily Journal 2-28-2014

Standard

After spending a second consecutive week on bed-rest, I am finally getting some pep back and feel like tomorrow will be a good day to get back to “normal”.  What a return it will be! Mike and I are going to the Richmond Home & Garden Show at the Richmond Raceway Complex which is an all-day event consisting of 250+ booths and exhibitors.  I’ve never been to a show like this but because we are looking to buy our first home (or an investment rental property) and building our own home has crossed our minds, we thought it’d be fun and educational to check out what’s new and innovative in the home & garden world.

Yesterday I made a kick-ass cake: basically flour, sugar, eggs, crushed pineapple, nuts, unsweetened coconut flakes with a lemon-vanilla cream cheese topping.  A perfect pick-me-up after feeling so crummy the last few weeks.  It will be a great dessert for tomorrow’s picnic lunch while we are out at the home show.  If you’re interested in the recipe, leave a comment and let me know.  If there’s enough interest, I’ll post it.

These last weeks of bed-rest were much needed but I am sure it has set my physical conditioning back a bit.  Just walking to the kitchen leaves me a little light-headed and winded.  I have gotten the chance to enjoy some good old shows that I haven’t seen in quite a long time though like Mister Ed, Dennis the Menace, The Patty Duke Show, The Donna Reed Show and Leave It To Beaver.  I watched these black & white shows on Nickelodeon in the 80’s and 90’s in the summertime when I’d visit my grandmother in Florida.  I remember sitting on the floor in front of her her big box set and watching these when I’d be tuckered out from swimming at the beach.  It makes me sad to know that most of the actors in these shows are dead.  Mortality is constantly on my mind.  I feel like the last decade of my life I have been in a cocoon waiting on the right moment to break out and turn into a butterfly. I hope that time comes very soon.  Mortality is what makes life precious but I feel like I have not made the most of mine and it makes me really sad.

Too Fat for Roller Derby

Standard
Too Fat for Roller Derby

This is my first “dream” post so let me start by saying that I have have weird dreams.  I’m sure most people do, but whatever. I’d like to think that I’m special.  I don’t really believe all the my-dreams-have-hidden-meanings-some-consciousness/God/spirit-is-trying-to-tell-me-something hocus pocus that is plethoric on the ‘web, BUT sometimes it’s kind of obvious that something has been on my mind or has been worrying me.  Sometimes it’s a wake-up(pun!) to an issue I need to stop obsessing about and let go, or it’s something in my life I want to, can, and should change.  Sometimes they are just freaky and weird and I apparently just like to have constant entertainment, even in my sleep.  Be warned.  This gets twisted…

First person:

Pneumatic Bank Tube

The tube looked kind of like a future pneumatic bank tube, but filled with science-y stuff.

I’m walking through a forest looking at a tube-shaped GPS device that I’m carrying.  There’s some sunlight coming through the trees and there’s some scrubby underbrush, but it’s not terribly hard to navigate.  I’m trying to get somewhere that I’ve marked on my GPS- I had been invited to go to this location and it seems a bit mysterious, like I wasn’t sure what I’d find there.

The device said that I had reached my destination but I was in the middle of the forest. There was nothing notable there.  Then magically (as it often happens in dreams) I saw a set of stairs descending into the earth.  I walked down the set of stone stairs into what seemed to be a backstage area.  There were women in states of getting dressed.  They had 80’s/punk rock/hair metal hair (and it was AWESOME!), leotards, leggings, stockings, terrycloth armbands, giant earrings, makeup, and were putting on roller-skates and were talking and yelling and apparently getting pumped for whatever they were about to go do. It was like walking into a dorm of Lisa Frank meets Hair Metal gals.

Lisa Frank notebook Ice cream

Lisa Frank

Motley Crue Hair Glam Metal Rock

Motley Crue

I was confused and didn’t understand what I’d walked into and my GPS wasn’t clear that I was where I was supposed to be; I felt like I was trespassing, so I went back up into the forest above which belied what was below it’s surface.

 

 

As I was searching the area around the top of the stairs for something other than the now obvious stairs that were obviously not what I was sent to find, some of the girls came up and asked what I was looking for. I showed them my GPS and explained what I could.  They ushered me toward the stairs saying that I should talk to The Boss, that she’d know what to do.

I was skeptical but went with them, if for nothing more than to see more of this interesting world.  My curiosity had been piqued.

I entered the office with them and they explained to The Boss what had brought me there.  She had a dubious smile as she said that I may be the person who was to have received this a long time ago-
She hands me an essay/application for a roller derby team I had written years ago (and had included a picture of me playing softball).  I recognized it and immediately remembered the excitement I had when I submitted my application years earlier. I had never received a response, though, and was crushed.  She said I should have gotten my invitation to join, but it had just taken longer to get to me;  I was finally ready to join.
I was thrilled but confused about how I had been led there that day and sad that I had not gotten the invite sooner.  She said I’d be great and started introducing me and explaining how things worked there.

I’d be a ROLLER DERBY GIRL!!!

moxi Roller skate derby zebra pink

Kind of like these Moxi skates(I love this brand, BTW)

As soon as I got settled in I started having doubts.  I realized that I was too old, fat, and ugly to be a roller derby girl.

That would have been perfect for me when I was younger, but now I was too tired and out of shape to be good at it or even try.  I was too embarrassed to go out in front of an audience and skate.  I would just look silly and I would be ashamed.  I thought I could graciously decline by telling The Boss that I didn’t even have skates anymore.  She said that everyone got new skates! She showed me mine and I LOVED them: rainbow-colored zebra stripes with two big glittery stars on them.  They may have had pink pom-poms like my skates did when I was a kid 😉

I wanted to skate so badly and wished I could be that girl again.  I went to my skate dorm and thought about it.  I went to talk to the Producer of the team ( I guess it was televised?!) but when I went into his office to discuss my participation with him, I noticed a (cute)straw handbag on the floor next to his chair.  He had a weird smile on his face….and then a pretty girl with silky black hair and really white gorgeous teeth came out from beneath his desk, smiled and winked at me, grabbed her bag, and walked past me to leave.  I stood in disbelief while the Producer just acted like that was normal and not at all creepy and shameful.  I turned and left to find The Boss to tell her that I would not be part of an organization that was run by someone like that, thinking that this would be the perfect excuse to get me off the hook for joining the roller derby team.

The Boss listened to my report of the encounter and replied that he’s just the NBC Producer, he’s not really affiliated with the team.

Hmph! I was indignant that that was apparently acceptable and I didn’t seem to have a graceful way to not embarrass myself further by actually trying to skate for the first time in over a decade.

And then a cow moo’d in our adjacent field and woke me up.  Saved By The MOO!

I woke up feeling really sad.  …and really wanting to skate… with those skates! Sometimes I impress myself with my own imagination 😉
And now I’ve shared with you my crazy mind.  The End.