Not that I haven't always wanted to expect the best of people, but let's be honest, we are often let down by society. All you have to do is watch one NBC Nightly News airing and you begin to feel just a little worse about humanity and the choices made every day. It can be difficult at times to see the good in people. A couple of weeks ago, I witnessed it first hand.
My husband flew to Austin for a science teachers' conference. When he picked up his checked bags from baggage claim, he set his book bag down on a chair to find his car keys. He was struggling to find them, and inadvertently set a flip video camera (which belongs to the school) and his jump drive on the chair. When he found the keys, he grabbed his stuff and took off.
A couple of days later, I got an email, via Facebook, from a woman I didn't know. She told me that she was flying through the Lubbock airport and found my camera and jump drive. I was very confused, because not only did I have my camera and jump drive, but I hadn't been anywhere near the airport. I proceeded to share this with my husband, who after a couple of beats, got up and got his book bag. Sure enough, the mystery was solved.
This total stranger, who could have procured for herself an expensive new camera and thumb drive, took the time to research the drive and track me down. She then shipped it to me, asking nothing in return. She was just a good person. I'm grateful to Karen Sitton James and her husband for reminding me that good is out there all around us.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Artistic endeavors and all that it implies...
Spending the greatest part of my adulthood in the St. Louis area provided me with an opportunity to be exposed to some truly great artistic minds. In my twenties, I was fortunate to meet some extraordinary talents on the local music scene and was able to follow them on a somewhat regular basis. Thanks to the magic of Facebook, I've recently reconnected with some of those musicians and I'm reminded again of how much I enjoyed that time in my life and of how much those folks influenced me in my own artistic endeavors, however small they may be.
I would go to watch bands like Red Weather and The Unconscious and marvel at what they did, both as groups and as individual artists. My friend, Jeanne, and I would go see them whenever possible (much to the amusement of some of the Red Weather musicians) and became friends with some of them. They looked at the world in a way I had never seen before and it was fascinating to me. It made me want to work harder at being an artist.
How they aren't performing in the national spotlight is still a mystery to me, especially since there's a lot out there that doesn't come close to what I've seen and heard from them. I don't think that was ever the ultimate goal for them, however. They love what they do, and I'm thrilled to have been a beneficiary. So to Dan Rubright, Ted Rubright, Tom Fulton, John Taylor, Lisa Campell, Mike Apirion, Jim Mayer, Peter Mayer and so many others on the St. Louis music scene, I say thanks. I have been and am enriched knowing you.
I would go to watch bands like Red Weather and The Unconscious and marvel at what they did, both as groups and as individual artists. My friend, Jeanne, and I would go see them whenever possible (much to the amusement of some of the Red Weather musicians) and became friends with some of them. They looked at the world in a way I had never seen before and it was fascinating to me. It made me want to work harder at being an artist.
How they aren't performing in the national spotlight is still a mystery to me, especially since there's a lot out there that doesn't come close to what I've seen and heard from them. I don't think that was ever the ultimate goal for them, however. They love what they do, and I'm thrilled to have been a beneficiary. So to Dan Rubright, Ted Rubright, Tom Fulton, John Taylor, Lisa Campell, Mike Apirion, Jim Mayer, Peter Mayer and so many others on the St. Louis music scene, I say thanks. I have been and am enriched knowing you.
Friday, November 20, 2009
Faith, love, and other deep subjects...
As a Christian, I am called to love and live as Christ did. While that is easier at some times than others, I often struggle with two things...our responsibility to lead others to Christ, without ostracizing someone to the point of feeling hated (a primary example would be the homosexual community), and standing up for what we believe in, without wavering.
I think the phrase "hate the sin, not the sinner" is particularly important to remember. As I look back over my adult years, and I think about my faith, I recall the specific frustration of watching Christians being portrayed (and rightfully so in many arenas) as haters. Certain people came out so strongly against homosexuality that I feared there would be no place for them to go when they were looking for Christ. Why would they want to enter into a house of God when they are being told how evil they are? I actually heard a Christian say that no one should own an American Express card because Ellen DeGeneres is a company spokesperson. If that were true, we shouldn't buy anything, because every human being sins. Why must we focus on one or two sins? I overeat, so people shouldn't be my friends, or come to my youth group?
Danny Gokey (American Idol finalist and Christian) recently said it so well on his blog,
"Because I was very open about my faith in God, people speculated that I hated certain groups of people whose lifestyles or beliefs differed from mine. But in fact it is because of my faith that I have learned that love is unconditional and it goes beyond lifestyle, beliefs and any limitation that we as humans tend to put on it."
Yes, we have a responsibility as Christians to encourage others to live as Christ would want us to, but there's a difference between loving someone to Christ and beating it into them. Christ let people know when they were making bad choices, but he showed them love and compassion in the process.
I think the phrase "hate the sin, not the sinner" is particularly important to remember. As I look back over my adult years, and I think about my faith, I recall the specific frustration of watching Christians being portrayed (and rightfully so in many arenas) as haters. Certain people came out so strongly against homosexuality that I feared there would be no place for them to go when they were looking for Christ. Why would they want to enter into a house of God when they are being told how evil they are? I actually heard a Christian say that no one should own an American Express card because Ellen DeGeneres is a company spokesperson. If that were true, we shouldn't buy anything, because every human being sins. Why must we focus on one or two sins? I overeat, so people shouldn't be my friends, or come to my youth group?
Danny Gokey (American Idol finalist and Christian) recently said it so well on his blog,
"Because I was very open about my faith in God, people speculated that I hated certain groups of people whose lifestyles or beliefs differed from mine. But in fact it is because of my faith that I have learned that love is unconditional and it goes beyond lifestyle, beliefs and any limitation that we as humans tend to put on it."
Yes, we have a responsibility as Christians to encourage others to live as Christ would want us to, but there's a difference between loving someone to Christ and beating it into them. Christ let people know when they were making bad choices, but he showed them love and compassion in the process.
Monday, November 2, 2009
Just when I thought teen angst was in my past...
I realize that at 41, technically, I'm not anywhere near a teenager - chronologically anyway. Those who know me well might argue that I do, in fact, act like one on a regular basis. I get positively giddy when I get a present, I giggle on the phone with my girlfriends, get my feelings hurt fairly easily, and scowl at myself in the mirror daily. I have also recently started reading the "Twilight" series, and can't put it down!
All of that said, I do realize that I'm an adult. As a high school teacher, I've very clearly drawn lines between myself and my students, and have often thought of how thankful I am not to be where they are now. That's a very difficult time in their lives. I remember it all too well. While they're going through it, they need support and direction.
The kids here in Cotton Center are absolutely wonderful. When I left my teaching position after having my son, so many of my former students stayed in touch with me. When we go to football and basketball games, I spend a good portion of that time catching up with them. I just love them to death. Which is why when our pastor came to my husband and me and asked us to consider becoming the youth directors at the church, I was so conflicted. Was I qualified in the least to do that? What a HUGE responsibility.
Living in a small town as we do, it's difficult to get ordained, qualified youth ministers to come here, and if they do, they are usually just passing through. We have had some great ministers in the past (Zane and Tara, Hal, to name a few), but they were only able to serve for a short time.
After weeks of prayer, my husband and I decided we felt called to do it. We were voted in by the church yesterday. We are so honored that they would entrust their kids to us, and pray we can aspire to deserve it.
All of that said, I do realize that I'm an adult. As a high school teacher, I've very clearly drawn lines between myself and my students, and have often thought of how thankful I am not to be where they are now. That's a very difficult time in their lives. I remember it all too well. While they're going through it, they need support and direction.
The kids here in Cotton Center are absolutely wonderful. When I left my teaching position after having my son, so many of my former students stayed in touch with me. When we go to football and basketball games, I spend a good portion of that time catching up with them. I just love them to death. Which is why when our pastor came to my husband and me and asked us to consider becoming the youth directors at the church, I was so conflicted. Was I qualified in the least to do that? What a HUGE responsibility.
Living in a small town as we do, it's difficult to get ordained, qualified youth ministers to come here, and if they do, they are usually just passing through. We have had some great ministers in the past (Zane and Tara, Hal, to name a few), but they were only able to serve for a short time.
After weeks of prayer, my husband and I decided we felt called to do it. We were voted in by the church yesterday. We are so honored that they would entrust their kids to us, and pray we can aspire to deserve it.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
The best kept secret in..well...Texas
I'm a born and raised Missourian. There's a big chunk of my heart that will always be in Missouri. My parents and sister are there, and I still have many friends there. The past six years I've been living in west Texas. I've heard lots of people say things like "I can't believe you live there." "There are no trees" "Don't you feel like you're out in the middle of nowhere?"
I can't lie and say there wasn't an adjustment period, but I can honestly say, the people here are like none I've ever known. They opened their arms to me and made me their family, immediately. Most people tend to be a little skeptical about newcomers, especially in a small town like this one. Many generations of these families were raised here. They have known each other their whole lives. When I came here, I expected some hesitation on their part. It just plain didn't happen.
Lawrence and I have struggled some with finances since we've lived here. Some of it stemmed from having a house for sale for more than a year, and having to pay two payments during that time. People here have constantly flooded us with food from their gardens and fields, brought us clothes for Samuel (hand-me-downs that I have absolutely loved), provided extra work for Lawrence on their farms, and numerous other loving acts, some of them provided anonymously.
I'm not saying there aren't people like that everywhere in this country, but the people here are a special breed, and I thank God for the gift of their friendships. If I had to leave everything I've ever known and move 1,000 miles away, I'm sure glad God led us here.
I can't lie and say there wasn't an adjustment period, but I can honestly say, the people here are like none I've ever known. They opened their arms to me and made me their family, immediately. Most people tend to be a little skeptical about newcomers, especially in a small town like this one. Many generations of these families were raised here. They have known each other their whole lives. When I came here, I expected some hesitation on their part. It just plain didn't happen.
Lawrence and I have struggled some with finances since we've lived here. Some of it stemmed from having a house for sale for more than a year, and having to pay two payments during that time. People here have constantly flooded us with food from their gardens and fields, brought us clothes for Samuel (hand-me-downs that I have absolutely loved), provided extra work for Lawrence on their farms, and numerous other loving acts, some of them provided anonymously.
I'm not saying there aren't people like that everywhere in this country, but the people here are a special breed, and I thank God for the gift of their friendships. If I had to leave everything I've ever known and move 1,000 miles away, I'm sure glad God led us here.
Monday, August 31, 2009
Workout tips from a complete and utter amateur
Today was a beautiful day, and while I worked out, I felt joy. Not because it was an amazing 70 degrees, or because my son was happily playing and allowing me to walk uninterrupted. It was because I didn't want to do it. Make sense?
I felt completely devoid of energy when I woke up this morning. The whole time I was thinking that I could surely skip today. I just didn't feel like doing it. The source of my joy was the fact that despite my lack of desire, I got up, put on my shoes and started out the door. It's hard to describe how hard that is for me to do. Self-discipline is a real source of frustration for me. I know I'm not alone in that. It's as if I'm addicted to my bad habits and getting out of them is like quitting smoking (not that I've ever done that, but I hear from those who have that it's like cutting off an appendage).
So as I walked today, I thought about some of the things I've done to help myself along. Here are just a couple of them to get it started:
1) Pray. My faith is an integral part of my life. There isn't anything in this life that I've accomplished on my own. My Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, is my reason for living so it makes sense that while I try to work on something that is so difficult for me, I ask for His guidance. I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. (Philippians 4:13)
2) Use music as a motivator. Music is also very important to me. Have you ever been listening to a song and couldn't help but stand up and dance (or at least tap your toe)? I created a playlist on my ipod that is filled with songs like that. It's an energy injector and puts one foot in front of the other.
3) Find a way to measure your workout that's easiest for you. I found that timing it in the traditional way was making it harder for me. I would stare at the timer while on the treadmill or my watch if I was outside. It was like watching the calendar, waiting for your vacation to get here. It seemed to make the time completely drag by. So, it just hit me about the third day, that if I measured it by how many songs I had listened to, then it would successfully get me past the time I needed. And it wasn't like watching the seconds tick by on a watch. I do aerobic exercise for 10 songs. Since most songs are 3 - 4 minutes long, I know I'm getting at least 30 minutes in, and more often than not, more. Because I am enjoying the music, and because the playlist is set to shuffle making each new song a surprise, I look forward what's next. That would also work with audio books.
Again, I note that I'm no expert. I'm just trying to figure out a way to make the process easier for me. An expert might even disagree with me, but of the resources I've used over the years, the overwhelming majority say that you need to do what works best for you to get the job done. As I come up with new things, I'll be sure to share them! Now, I must work on another thing that's a bit hard to be motivated to do....laundry!
I felt completely devoid of energy when I woke up this morning. The whole time I was thinking that I could surely skip today. I just didn't feel like doing it. The source of my joy was the fact that despite my lack of desire, I got up, put on my shoes and started out the door. It's hard to describe how hard that is for me to do. Self-discipline is a real source of frustration for me. I know I'm not alone in that. It's as if I'm addicted to my bad habits and getting out of them is like quitting smoking (not that I've ever done that, but I hear from those who have that it's like cutting off an appendage).
So as I walked today, I thought about some of the things I've done to help myself along. Here are just a couple of them to get it started:
1) Pray. My faith is an integral part of my life. There isn't anything in this life that I've accomplished on my own. My Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, is my reason for living so it makes sense that while I try to work on something that is so difficult for me, I ask for His guidance. I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. (Philippians 4:13)
2) Use music as a motivator. Music is also very important to me. Have you ever been listening to a song and couldn't help but stand up and dance (or at least tap your toe)? I created a playlist on my ipod that is filled with songs like that. It's an energy injector and puts one foot in front of the other.
3) Find a way to measure your workout that's easiest for you. I found that timing it in the traditional way was making it harder for me. I would stare at the timer while on the treadmill or my watch if I was outside. It was like watching the calendar, waiting for your vacation to get here. It seemed to make the time completely drag by. So, it just hit me about the third day, that if I measured it by how many songs I had listened to, then it would successfully get me past the time I needed. And it wasn't like watching the seconds tick by on a watch. I do aerobic exercise for 10 songs. Since most songs are 3 - 4 minutes long, I know I'm getting at least 30 minutes in, and more often than not, more. Because I am enjoying the music, and because the playlist is set to shuffle making each new song a surprise, I look forward what's next. That would also work with audio books.
Again, I note that I'm no expert. I'm just trying to figure out a way to make the process easier for me. An expert might even disagree with me, but of the resources I've used over the years, the overwhelming majority say that you need to do what works best for you to get the job done. As I come up with new things, I'll be sure to share them! Now, I must work on another thing that's a bit hard to be motivated to do....laundry!
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
A whole new me!
Yes, again, it's been awhile since I've written here. I hope to make that change. The school year has started, and we're on a more regular schedule. Not that being busy or not being on a set schedule should be an excuse for not writing, but I'm using it for now.
This past week I was released from my doctor after being on restricted activity for six weeks following my hysterectomy. Because I have felt so amazing since my surgery, this day was one I was so looking forward to. It has been hard not being able to pick up my son, do laundry or vacuum for six weeks. I know, I should have enjoyed not being able to do laundry or vacuuming, but believe it or not, I feel like a contributing member of this family when I'm able to do things like that. In any event, I felt like I had been freed from jail!
So, the first thing I did was get a new haircut. I stepped way outside the box and told the stylist do to whatever she thought would look good. This was also the first time I had been to her, but I knew several other people who went to her and looked fantastic, so I trusted her. I was SO excited! I felt like a new person.
The second thing I did was get back on my workout schedule. I had started last Spring really working on it, but the surgery got me completely out of it. I’m now in day three and going strong. I’m trying to find ways to help in the process to make it easier to get my workouts in. I’m sad to admit it, but if it’s too hard, I tend to let it go by the wayside. For example, many of the experts say you should get up early to work out so that you ensure that you get it done, and it promotes energy for the day. That would probably work well for morning people, but I’m not one of those. I hate getting up early, and actually feel a little sick when I do. I tried getting up earlier to work out and it was so awful I stopped working out all together. Not good! So, I now do it after my son and I eat breakfast. It’s still early in the day, so I get it in, but not so early that I’m feeling icky. It also helps me not eat too much for breakfast, knowing I’m getting ready to work out.
It just feels so great to be starting a new. Don't we all need that from time to time? Here's to a new beginning, and a whole new way of life!
This past week I was released from my doctor after being on restricted activity for six weeks following my hysterectomy. Because I have felt so amazing since my surgery, this day was one I was so looking forward to. It has been hard not being able to pick up my son, do laundry or vacuum for six weeks. I know, I should have enjoyed not being able to do laundry or vacuuming, but believe it or not, I feel like a contributing member of this family when I'm able to do things like that. In any event, I felt like I had been freed from jail!
So, the first thing I did was get a new haircut. I stepped way outside the box and told the stylist do to whatever she thought would look good. This was also the first time I had been to her, but I knew several other people who went to her and looked fantastic, so I trusted her. I was SO excited! I felt like a new person.
The second thing I did was get back on my workout schedule. I had started last Spring really working on it, but the surgery got me completely out of it. I’m now in day three and going strong. I’m trying to find ways to help in the process to make it easier to get my workouts in. I’m sad to admit it, but if it’s too hard, I tend to let it go by the wayside. For example, many of the experts say you should get up early to work out so that you ensure that you get it done, and it promotes energy for the day. That would probably work well for morning people, but I’m not one of those. I hate getting up early, and actually feel a little sick when I do. I tried getting up earlier to work out and it was so awful I stopped working out all together. Not good! So, I now do it after my son and I eat breakfast. It’s still early in the day, so I get it in, but not so early that I’m feeling icky. It also helps me not eat too much for breakfast, knowing I’m getting ready to work out.
It just feels so great to be starting a new. Don't we all need that from time to time? Here's to a new beginning, and a whole new way of life!
Monday, July 13, 2009
Feeling sad...
My husband, son and mom just left for the airport. I can't ride in the car right now, and so I'm left here in the house, feeling like, again, a piece of my heart has broken off. I don't mean to sound melodramatic, but every time my family comes to see me, or I go to see them, and we part, it is physically painful for me.
I've been so blessed in my life to have had a loving family. Is it perfect? No, but no one on this earth is. We've been through some hard times, and some of those times are still going on, but I know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that when I need any one of them, they are there.
When I met my husband, and found out that I would be moving 900 miles from my family, I pushed that aside - for the most part - so as to fully enjoy the happiness of finally finding the love of my life. (It had taken a ridiculously long time to find him!) I think I knew it would be overwhelming for me, and didn't want to deal with that. Over the years, I've dealt with it in spurts, when we have to leave at the end of a visit. Is that the best way to have handled it? I don't know, but it makes the separation all the more difficult.
My life here in Texas is so wonderful. I have an incredible husband who loves me and treats me with respect. We have so much fun together - still! We also have a beautiful little boy who brings us so much joy, and quite a bit of stress! The only thing missing, in my mind, is the physical closeness between my parents, sister and me. I wouldn't trade my life here for that, but I wish that aspect were different.
Okay, I'm done whining. What I will do now, is to thank God for giving me something that means so much that it breaks my heart to be away from it. There are many in this world not as blessed as I am. I will cherish every moment I have with them, and look forward to the next.
Until next time...God Bless.
I've been so blessed in my life to have had a loving family. Is it perfect? No, but no one on this earth is. We've been through some hard times, and some of those times are still going on, but I know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that when I need any one of them, they are there.
When I met my husband, and found out that I would be moving 900 miles from my family, I pushed that aside - for the most part - so as to fully enjoy the happiness of finally finding the love of my life. (It had taken a ridiculously long time to find him!) I think I knew it would be overwhelming for me, and didn't want to deal with that. Over the years, I've dealt with it in spurts, when we have to leave at the end of a visit. Is that the best way to have handled it? I don't know, but it makes the separation all the more difficult.
My life here in Texas is so wonderful. I have an incredible husband who loves me and treats me with respect. We have so much fun together - still! We also have a beautiful little boy who brings us so much joy, and quite a bit of stress! The only thing missing, in my mind, is the physical closeness between my parents, sister and me. I wouldn't trade my life here for that, but I wish that aspect were different.
Okay, I'm done whining. What I will do now, is to thank God for giving me something that means so much that it breaks my heart to be away from it. There are many in this world not as blessed as I am. I will cherish every moment I have with them, and look forward to the next.
Until next time...God Bless.
Saturday, July 11, 2009
I have not fallen off the face of the earth....again..
Contrary to popular opinion, I am still alive...again. When I started this blog, I said that I would use it as a way to get me writing again, and that I would keep at it, no matter what. I haven't done that, and it aggravates me. I have let a busy summer, among other things, get in the way, and that needs to stop. So here goes...
This past Tuesday, I had a radical hysterectomy. By radical, I mean that everything is gone. Some hysterectomies involve taking everything except the ovaries, but my ovaries were covered in cysts and fybroids, so they're gone, too. I feel liberated. For anyone reading this who is not a woman, I'll spare you the gory details, but about three weeks of every months were very difficult for me and those around me. I had many physical and emotional symptoms that made life somewhat difficult. It's going to be so strange for me in about four weeks when I'm not a miserable wreck. It'll be a happy time for my husband and son. No crazy woman in the household. Well, I'm still crazy, but it won't be from something physical. My personality is what it is.
My Mom flew in the day before my surgery to help me, and she's been wonderful. It's awfully hard having her so far away (in St. Louis). As time passes and I see her beginning to deteriorate in health, I so wish I could get my folks to move closer so that I can not only help take care of them, as they have for me some 41 years, but so that I can soak in as much of my parents as I can before they're gone. We don't always see eye-to-eye on everything, but both of my parents are very special people, and this world will be so much worse off without them in it.
Okay, enough for now. The residual anesthesia in my system is making my eyelids feel heavy. I WILL write more later! God bless!
This past Tuesday, I had a radical hysterectomy. By radical, I mean that everything is gone. Some hysterectomies involve taking everything except the ovaries, but my ovaries were covered in cysts and fybroids, so they're gone, too. I feel liberated. For anyone reading this who is not a woman, I'll spare you the gory details, but about three weeks of every months were very difficult for me and those around me. I had many physical and emotional symptoms that made life somewhat difficult. It's going to be so strange for me in about four weeks when I'm not a miserable wreck. It'll be a happy time for my husband and son. No crazy woman in the household. Well, I'm still crazy, but it won't be from something physical. My personality is what it is.
My Mom flew in the day before my surgery to help me, and she's been wonderful. It's awfully hard having her so far away (in St. Louis). As time passes and I see her beginning to deteriorate in health, I so wish I could get my folks to move closer so that I can not only help take care of them, as they have for me some 41 years, but so that I can soak in as much of my parents as I can before they're gone. We don't always see eye-to-eye on everything, but both of my parents are very special people, and this world will be so much worse off without them in it.
Okay, enough for now. The residual anesthesia in my system is making my eyelids feel heavy. I WILL write more later! God bless!
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Back in the healthy lifestyle fight!
Several months ago, I began a wonderful program on a website called Sparkpeople.com. It's a totally free website that provides seemingly unlimited resources to help people get healthy and/or lose weight. I am one of those that needs both, so I joined. I can't tell you how impressed I am with this site. You weigh and measure yourself when you join, you track your exercise and food intake and you join teams that help you in your journey. They even provide fitness and food plans for you, if you want them. There are articles that include information on health issues, motivation, and pretty much anything else you might possibly want the scoop on. The support is amazing.
I'm telling you all of this, because despite how wonderful the site is, I still managed to fall by the wayside. I made the choice to let other things take precedence in my life. I used all kinds of excuses like being sick, busy, our finances (since eating healthy generally costs a little more) and just didn't feel like it. When I did the program regularly, I was energized. I was in a better mood, and I got more things done. Plus, I lost a little weight. It was so worth it.
I've come back to the realization that I really need this. One of the daily goals I set on the site today was to write in a journal every day. Writing about it helps to process what I'm doing, think through why I do the things I do, and hopefully fix some of those areas I'm really weak in. There are many areas in which I'm weak, but today, I'm going to start with exercise.
I was an athlete of sorts growing up. From age six, I played softball, and when I got old enough in school, I started playing basketball. I think I was a much better softball player than a basketball player, but I loved being physical on a regular basis. It made me feel strong and healthy. I really miss that feeling. That stops today. I'm going to post this, put on my shoes and get on the treadmill. I'm hoping this blog will keep me accountable. I clearly need the support, so here goes. Say prayers for me!
I'm telling you all of this, because despite how wonderful the site is, I still managed to fall by the wayside. I made the choice to let other things take precedence in my life. I used all kinds of excuses like being sick, busy, our finances (since eating healthy generally costs a little more) and just didn't feel like it. When I did the program regularly, I was energized. I was in a better mood, and I got more things done. Plus, I lost a little weight. It was so worth it.
I've come back to the realization that I really need this. One of the daily goals I set on the site today was to write in a journal every day. Writing about it helps to process what I'm doing, think through why I do the things I do, and hopefully fix some of those areas I'm really weak in. There are many areas in which I'm weak, but today, I'm going to start with exercise.
I was an athlete of sorts growing up. From age six, I played softball, and when I got old enough in school, I started playing basketball. I think I was a much better softball player than a basketball player, but I loved being physical on a regular basis. It made me feel strong and healthy. I really miss that feeling. That stops today. I'm going to post this, put on my shoes and get on the treadmill. I'm hoping this blog will keep me accountable. I clearly need the support, so here goes. Say prayers for me!
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
I have not fallen off the face of the earth..
Contrary to popular belief, I am still alive. Last week was Spring Break and I got to have my hubby home. I loved it, but he ended up with the same respiratory crud that Samuel had and passed on to me. Lawrence didn't get as much rest as he would've liked, but he got to spend some quality time with Samuel. It was hard for Samuel when he went back to work, though. He kept looking for his daddy. It was so sad.
Back to the real world and our semi-crazy schedules. This morning was our story time at the library. I really enjoy going to that. Samuel is still a little young to sit still through the story, but he's learning, bit by bit. They listen to a story and then do some kind of craft. It's usually coloring something. Today, our story was about pigs. Apparently, it's pig appreciation month. Who knew? After the stories, they colored pigs. Samuel does not yet have the coloring thing down. He does at least keep the color mostly on the paper, but there's no pattern to it. I love to watch him work on it, though. He concentrates so hard.
I think I can say this without sounding like a proud mama, but my little guy is so bright. The other day, he crawled into bed with his daddy who turned on the tv. We have Dish Network and what typically happens, is you turn the power on and then the satellite. When the satellite is off, you see a Dish logo and some instructions. Well, that day, after Lawrence turned on the tv, Samuel looked at it and said "Dish". We had never told him what that was. Now, I know he can't yet read, but he had seen a commercial for it and figured it out. Lawrence told me about it, and several days later, I turned on the tv, pointed to the logo and said, "Samuel, what does this say?" He looked at it and said, "Dish Network". Lawrence and I fell over laughing. He amazes me everyday.
Speaking of our crazy schedule, I have to get ready to go teach children's choir at church. I'll try to do better and keep this updated. God bless!
Back to the real world and our semi-crazy schedules. This morning was our story time at the library. I really enjoy going to that. Samuel is still a little young to sit still through the story, but he's learning, bit by bit. They listen to a story and then do some kind of craft. It's usually coloring something. Today, our story was about pigs. Apparently, it's pig appreciation month. Who knew? After the stories, they colored pigs. Samuel does not yet have the coloring thing down. He does at least keep the color mostly on the paper, but there's no pattern to it. I love to watch him work on it, though. He concentrates so hard.
I think I can say this without sounding like a proud mama, but my little guy is so bright. The other day, he crawled into bed with his daddy who turned on the tv. We have Dish Network and what typically happens, is you turn the power on and then the satellite. When the satellite is off, you see a Dish logo and some instructions. Well, that day, after Lawrence turned on the tv, Samuel looked at it and said "Dish". We had never told him what that was. Now, I know he can't yet read, but he had seen a commercial for it and figured it out. Lawrence told me about it, and several days later, I turned on the tv, pointed to the logo and said, "Samuel, what does this say?" He looked at it and said, "Dish Network". Lawrence and I fell over laughing. He amazes me everyday.
Speaking of our crazy schedule, I have to get ready to go teach children's choir at church. I'll try to do better and keep this updated. God bless!
Thursday, March 19, 2009
There are chocolate chip cookies in heaven...
I'm convinced there are chocolate chip cookies in heaven. My beautiful step-daughter, Kacy, came by for dinner last night, and other than having her Dad cook her spaghetti, her only other request was for my chocolate chip cookies. Those of you that knew me when I was fancy-free and single (and rarely cooked or baked) might be shocked to hear that, but yes, she wanted MY homemade chocolate chip cookies. It warms my heart!
I've finally been able to work a little at my ChaCha job. It's hard! I've had some really difficult questions and it's taken me awhile to get answers to them. The idea is to answer the question as soon as possible. I just hope I don't get fired after only a few days working on it.
It's been Spring Break week and we've had some great family time. I shaved our shepard mix, which was a major challenge. She's 80 pounds, and didn't enjoy our bonding time, but we got it done. It ain't pretty, but she's going to be much cooler and when she grows out a bit, she won't look so much like a cartoon character. We've also run some errands and just enjoyed spending time together. I'm sad it's going so fast.
We had a scare tonight. Samuel lost his balance and fell with his mouth hitting the coffee table. There was a lot of blood, but his teeth were fine and he ended up with a swollen lip. He cried for quite a while and wouldn't let us put any ice on it for longer than a second. I knew he was going to be okay when he settled down and asked me for a chocolate chip cookie. Those things are magic! :)
I've finally been able to work a little at my ChaCha job. It's hard! I've had some really difficult questions and it's taken me awhile to get answers to them. The idea is to answer the question as soon as possible. I just hope I don't get fired after only a few days working on it.
It's been Spring Break week and we've had some great family time. I shaved our shepard mix, which was a major challenge. She's 80 pounds, and didn't enjoy our bonding time, but we got it done. It ain't pretty, but she's going to be much cooler and when she grows out a bit, she won't look so much like a cartoon character. We've also run some errands and just enjoyed spending time together. I'm sad it's going so fast.
We had a scare tonight. Samuel lost his balance and fell with his mouth hitting the coffee table. There was a lot of blood, but his teeth were fine and he ended up with a swollen lip. He cried for quite a while and wouldn't let us put any ice on it for longer than a second. I knew he was going to be okay when he settled down and asked me for a chocolate chip cookie. Those things are magic! :)
Thursday, March 12, 2009
It's been a rough few days for the Altums. Samuel started not sleeping a little over a week ago, which is often a sign that he's getting ready to get sick. That proved to be the case. He started with a slight fever, runny nose and coughing. It continued to get worse over the first couple of days and then the fever subsided. He still had congestion and was still not sleeping. That's not good for Mom. That meant lots of being up all night with my kid. I got him into the doc's yesterday, and she confirmed my suspicion - a double ear infection. He's now had two doses of anti-biotic and is running around like a crazy boy. He has slept the last two nights ALL NIGHT LONG!
I now have his cold. I have never had a fever, but I've been snotty and coughing for three days. I'm kind of a baby and not enjoying my inability to breathe through my nose, but otherwise we're doing okay.
Because Samuel has demanded so much of my time, I haven't been able to start my new job at ChaCha. I've signed in a couple of times, but it was for only a short time and I didn't receive any questions to answer. I hope to try again tomorrow and see what happens.
I don't know if I've mentioned this, but when you write for Helium.com, you can actually earn money for the articles. I've published three articles so far and I checked my earnings today. I've made a whopping $.05. I guess that's five cents I didn't have before, but I had hoped to bring in a little more for the family. I need to write some more, I guess.
Well, my kid is in bed, and I think he's finally falling asleep, so I'd better take advantage of the peace and get some sleep myself. God bless!
I now have his cold. I have never had a fever, but I've been snotty and coughing for three days. I'm kind of a baby and not enjoying my inability to breathe through my nose, but otherwise we're doing okay.
Because Samuel has demanded so much of my time, I haven't been able to start my new job at ChaCha. I've signed in a couple of times, but it was for only a short time and I didn't receive any questions to answer. I hope to try again tomorrow and see what happens.
I don't know if I've mentioned this, but when you write for Helium.com, you can actually earn money for the articles. I've published three articles so far and I checked my earnings today. I've made a whopping $.05. I guess that's five cents I didn't have before, but I had hoped to bring in a little more for the family. I need to write some more, I guess.
Well, my kid is in bed, and I think he's finally falling asleep, so I'd better take advantage of the peace and get some sleep myself. God bless!
Saturday, March 7, 2009
A 100% basketball day...
First of all, I am happy to report that I got the job! I'm very excited. I'll likely start later today after taking some time to review the training information. I like to be very prepared. : )
Second, I've published another article on Helium.com. This one is about peanut allergy. My little boy was diagnosed with a peanut allergy when he was about 18 months old. With no one in our families every having food allergies, we had a lot to learn. Anyway, I tried to impart some wisdom to others who may be learning how to deal with it as well. If you're interested, you can follow the link here on the page to my articles.
Third, I had a great basketball day on Saturday. The high school where my husband, Lawrence, teaches had an amazing experience. The ladies' basketball team won the State Championship! It was amazing. We weren't able to go, but we listened to it. It wasn't what some would call a good game. They won by more than 30 points. I liked that they got so far ahead that the coach was able to put everyone in for a while - everyone got to be a part of the experience.
The other part of my banner day came when I went to watch some of my friends' daughters play in their little dribblers games. The first game was really exciting. It was 4-6 graders and they did a great job. Cassie, a fifth-grader, got 6 of the 12 points, and Macie, also a fifth-grader got 4 of the 12 points. I was so proud of them. They ended up in a tie after overtime. The second game involved 5-6 year-olds. It was SO cute! They often didn't even know which basket to shoot for, but our team won, 4-0. What a great day!
My little guy has been a little under the weather. He's been coughing and congested since last Wednesday. He had a fever for a couple of days, but that's gone now. The biggest problem is the coughing keeping him (and thus me) up at night. I called the doc this morning to see if we need to get him in to see her. I would quite enjoy, as I'm sure he would, a full night's sleep.
Gotta get a few things done. More later!
Second, I've published another article on Helium.com. This one is about peanut allergy. My little boy was diagnosed with a peanut allergy when he was about 18 months old. With no one in our families every having food allergies, we had a lot to learn. Anyway, I tried to impart some wisdom to others who may be learning how to deal with it as well. If you're interested, you can follow the link here on the page to my articles.
Third, I had a great basketball day on Saturday. The high school where my husband, Lawrence, teaches had an amazing experience. The ladies' basketball team won the State Championship! It was amazing. We weren't able to go, but we listened to it. It wasn't what some would call a good game. They won by more than 30 points. I liked that they got so far ahead that the coach was able to put everyone in for a while - everyone got to be a part of the experience.
The other part of my banner day came when I went to watch some of my friends' daughters play in their little dribblers games. The first game was really exciting. It was 4-6 graders and they did a great job. Cassie, a fifth-grader, got 6 of the 12 points, and Macie, also a fifth-grader got 4 of the 12 points. I was so proud of them. They ended up in a tie after overtime. The second game involved 5-6 year-olds. It was SO cute! They often didn't even know which basket to shoot for, but our team won, 4-0. What a great day!
My little guy has been a little under the weather. He's been coughing and congested since last Wednesday. He had a fever for a couple of days, but that's gone now. The biggest problem is the coughing keeping him (and thus me) up at night. I called the doc this morning to see if we need to get him in to see her. I would quite enjoy, as I'm sure he would, a full night's sleep.
Gotta get a few things done. More later!
Monday, March 2, 2009
The job hunt may have ended...
Recently, a temporary position I had with Google ended, and I was left to try and find other work from home opportunities. If you've ever had to look for work that you can do from home, you understand the challenge that can be. First, there are a lot of scams out there. Second, reputable companies that hire remote workers are few and far between.
I was lucky to be watching the "Today" show several months ago and found out about a website called ratracerebellion.com. It's a website moderated by professionals who seek out and screen work from home job opportunities. They do more than that, but that's the one thing I've relied on in recent months. I would highly recommend it to anyone wanted to find a legitimate work from home option.
Anyway, yesterday, I found an ad on the website for ChaCha guides. It sounds like I'd be teaching dance lessons, but ChaCha is a question and answer company. Basically people can call in or text a question and they'll get an answer back. For example, "Do porcupines float?" or "Is there a Mexican restaurant in Southwest St. Louis"? It's a wonderful service that's actually free to its users. As a guide, I would answer questions using an amazing search system they've devised. I took an application test and passed. Then I went through the training on the site and took a "final exam". I'll find out in the next few days if I've passed that, and then I'll get to work. It's a nice flexible job that doesn't pay a huge amount, but would enable us to receive some much-needed extra income. Say prayers for me that this works out. I'll keep you posted!
I was lucky to be watching the "Today" show several months ago and found out about a website called ratracerebellion.com. It's a website moderated by professionals who seek out and screen work from home job opportunities. They do more than that, but that's the one thing I've relied on in recent months. I would highly recommend it to anyone wanted to find a legitimate work from home option.
Anyway, yesterday, I found an ad on the website for ChaCha guides. It sounds like I'd be teaching dance lessons, but ChaCha is a question and answer company. Basically people can call in or text a question and they'll get an answer back. For example, "Do porcupines float?" or "Is there a Mexican restaurant in Southwest St. Louis"? It's a wonderful service that's actually free to its users. As a guide, I would answer questions using an amazing search system they've devised. I took an application test and passed. Then I went through the training on the site and took a "final exam". I'll find out in the next few days if I've passed that, and then I'll get to work. It's a nice flexible job that doesn't pay a huge amount, but would enable us to receive some much-needed extra income. Say prayers for me that this works out. I'll keep you posted!
Thursday, February 26, 2009
I'd like to thank the academy...
Ok, the academy hasn't awarded me with anything, but for a short time last night, I felt like an Oscar had been bestowed upon me. One of the dreams I've had since I was old enough to read "Run Spot, Run", was to write. My hope was to one day write a novel, which I've started working on...very slowly. I've learned over the years that the best way to get better at writing is to do it...often. So, I joined a website called Helium.com. It's a website for writers. You can publish articles on just about any subject, and that includes creative writing pieces.
That brings me to what made me feel so good last night. The day before yesterday, I posted a short story I had written a few years ago for some of my students. When you post an article, it is rated by other writers. The day after I posted the story, I checked it's position, and it was rated #3 out of 31! I was so excited. It was my first story and my first time posting on the site.
Yesterday afternoon, I posted a devotion I had written about my sister and my twin nephews. When I checked it's rating last night, it was listed as the FEATURED article! It was #1 out of 37. I was walking on cloud nine. If you'd like to read the story and the devotion, just follow the link to Helium here on my page.
I feel inspired. Maybe this is the jump start I need to get me writing on a regular basis. That's my plan, anyway. I'll keep you "posted"!
That brings me to what made me feel so good last night. The day before yesterday, I posted a short story I had written a few years ago for some of my students. When you post an article, it is rated by other writers. The day after I posted the story, I checked it's position, and it was rated #3 out of 31! I was so excited. It was my first story and my first time posting on the site.
Yesterday afternoon, I posted a devotion I had written about my sister and my twin nephews. When I checked it's rating last night, it was listed as the FEATURED article! It was #1 out of 37. I was walking on cloud nine. If you'd like to read the story and the devotion, just follow the link to Helium here on my page.
I feel inspired. Maybe this is the jump start I need to get me writing on a regular basis. That's my plan, anyway. I'll keep you "posted"!
Sunday, February 22, 2009
My Favorite Day
I love Sundays. First, I get to spend a good part of my day at Church. We are so blessed that in such a small town, there is a place like FBC. It's filled with amazing people who love the Lord and love each other. I know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that if we needed anything at all, the members of FBC would be there to lend a hand. There are a lot of people out there who feel they have similar places of worship, but I feel like these folks are my family.
Second, in between morning service and evening service, I get to spend the day with my husband and little boy. Today, after lunch, all three of us took a much-needed nap. Then, we just enjoyed being together. I had to go to Church and help with our children's Bible drill in the evening, but when I got back, I had THE most fun rough-housing with Samuel in the floor. I can tell I'm getting older. Rolling around on the floor is much harder than it used to be. Hearing my son's laugh was so worth it. That sound is a special kind of music.
My hubby's working on grading papers right now. He's a Science teacher and teaches both junior high and high school kids. He also coaches tennis at the school. This is a busy time of year for him. They are getting ready for State tests and his tennis season is in full swing (pardon the pun). Yet another reason Sundays are so special. I get to look over and see him in his chair, intent on his work.
I like staying up while he works so we can chat some in between tasks, but it's getting late, and I'm beginning to fade. God bless and here's hoping your Sunday was as special as mine.
Second, in between morning service and evening service, I get to spend the day with my husband and little boy. Today, after lunch, all three of us took a much-needed nap. Then, we just enjoyed being together. I had to go to Church and help with our children's Bible drill in the evening, but when I got back, I had THE most fun rough-housing with Samuel in the floor. I can tell I'm getting older. Rolling around on the floor is much harder than it used to be. Hearing my son's laugh was so worth it. That sound is a special kind of music.
My hubby's working on grading papers right now. He's a Science teacher and teaches both junior high and high school kids. He also coaches tennis at the school. This is a busy time of year for him. They are getting ready for State tests and his tennis season is in full swing (pardon the pun). Yet another reason Sundays are so special. I get to look over and see him in his chair, intent on his work.
I like staying up while he works so we can chat some in between tasks, but it's getting late, and I'm beginning to fade. God bless and here's hoping your Sunday was as special as mine.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
A New World
One could get very philosophical when they begin a new endeavor. I'm not one of those people. My name is Tina and I lead what many would call a regular life. I've been happily married for going on six years, and at age 38, found out I would have my first child. I was a high school English teacher at the time and decided to stay at home and raise our son - quite a change for me.
Before my blessed surprise, I was quite the career girl. My job defined me. I felt good getting up each day, going to work and being productive. Now, my day consists of chasing a toddler and trying to figure out how we're going to make it on one salary. It's been a struggle, but worth every bit of it.
I've decided to start this blog for several reasons, not the least of which is selfish. I hope to work on my writing skills, entertain, and keep in touch with family and friends. For now, I say to those who are brave enough to read this...welcome, and I look forward to this new relationship!
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