Why I Am Weird!

I have decided to stop denying that I am not normal.  I don’t even try to be normal anymore…it is way too much energy.  I am accepting  the fact that I am weird.  So…I have decided that weekly I am going to list five reason why I am weird. (Maybe it is an exercise in self-acceptance.)

1.  I have an abnormal love of Cool Whip.  My love of Cool Whip is at such an extreme I can tell you how much is costs at various stores.  Most products I know how much it cost at a couple…cool whip I know the price at most major grocery retailers.  (This is for the Fat Free Version: Target: $1.02, Walmart $1.46, Shop N’ Save 1.68, Dierbergs 1.76)

2.  I love writing in pencil.  This is not something many adults like to do…but I love pencils.  I recently got a whole bunch of automatic pencils and I adore them!  I know it is only on step up from crayon…but my handwriting looks wonderful in pencil.

3.  I think Dry Erase Markers smell good.  I do not inhale them, it is bad for my brain and not Godly and just plain bad, but I love the smell.  When people buy the low odor ones…I am a little disappointed.  I have no idea why I think they smell great, but I do.  I am not suggesting it should be a new fragrance of body wash at Bath and Body Works, but I sure do like it.

4.  I am obsessed with eyebrows.  I pluck mine daily and complain about my husband’s constantly. (Sorry honey!) I cannot handle the uni-brow!  Stray hairs drive me nuts.  I just have to have them just so. (I sit in the bathroom sink…just so I can get close enough to the mirror to see the little random hairs.)

5.  I watch the Golden Girls everyday…even if for just a minute or two.  This might just be plain sad.  I have no idea why, but the show still make me laugh and can sooth me to sleep.  That Sophia can still get me!  (With this I must end this entry…because I am not just weird.  I am pitiful.)

Why I love the…

When I write I realize I love to use the …  There are many reason why.  I think it is time to share them.  First and foremost, it allows a space for you, the reader, to fill in your thoughts.  This allows me to look smarter because your deep intellectual thoughts are filled in where I have just placed empty space.  This is brilliant!  Second, I can disregard basic rules of grammar.  I love that!  The… can fill in any space, where proper punctuation should be placed.  It also allows for the run on sentence to be acceptable.  It is pure grammatical freedom.  Once again brilliant!  (I think I may be a genius!)  Lastly, I love the…because when I am just not sure what to say I can…or if there is something I want to say but shouldn’t I can…I can also…. randomly because it is my blog and it makes me…smile!!!! 

(If you hate the…sorry.  I just cannot stop…)

My Dependence on Technology

So…in the matter of three hours I lost my cell phone and my internet went down.  I felt lost!  I know this is ridiculous, but I was not sure what to do.  I was in the middle of working on a project for work when the internet went down and you would have thought my life line had been cut off.  I was freaking out!  At the same  moment I realized I could not find my cell phone….so I could call charter and try to get the internet fixed.  I ran around my house like a crazy mad woman, muttering about life and loss and things of that nature.  (I then realized we have a land line and I could call charter and once again bring myself back to a place of sanity.)

After way too much time  with my friends on tech support, I once again have internet.  (I have have also learned things about pinging and ip addresses and things of that sort.  I made three new charter friends because you cannot get the problem solved the first time around.)  Jim also called attention to my stupidity.  He suggested that using our land line to call my cell phone, may have assisted in the process of locating it within the duvet cover.  (It was actually in the cover all the way at the bottom.  How did it get there?  It must have something to do with physics…everything does.)

All this to say…I think I am pretty ridiculous.  Not having wireless internet and a cell phone can make me go a little crazy.  I may need to go on a technology detox!

It’s Been a Long time

It has been forever since I have blogged.  I have decided to jump back in and start blogging again.  (I actually had not realized how long it had been.)  So…I will catch you up based on important days of the last few months and what happened.

Thanksgiving: Was thankful… ate turkey.

Christmas Eve: Was Thankful and Merry… ate shrimp.

Christmas: Was Thankful, and Merry, and Joyful… ate turkey.

New Years Eve: Was Thankful, and Merry, and Joyful, and Reflective …ate nothing (didn’t feel well).

New Years Day: Was Thankful, and Merry, and Joyful, and Reflective and Resolved…ate chicken.

Well…now we are all caught up.  The rest of 2009 blogging will be wonderful!

Oh the Buttery Goodness!

I realized I have not paid homage to a product in a long time.  In turn, it is time, and I have a product.  A wonderful, tasty product… that needs to be shared  If you have not tested the Honey Butter Pringles Stixs, you are missing out.  Look past the pizza, vanilla, or wheat (and the spelling of stixs vs sticks) and go straight for the honey butter.  They are a wonderful salty, and sweet snack that will just make you smile.  I am smiling right now!  (They are also easy to digest, which probably doesn’t matter to you, but it sure makes me happy!) 

Run out to the store and grab a box, grab two, come on grab three.  You will be glad you did.  (I encourage you to comment on the buttery goodness.)  I read some reviews on line and most of them were very good.  Some of them mentioned something about MSG….I say for this packet of yumminess….bring on the MSG.

If I get my job on QVC, I wonder if I can sell special holiday boxes of them.  I could easily endorse these.  Maybe I will use Pringles Stixs on my audition tape.  I have so many good things to say!  I think this product could lead me to home shopping success.

QVC Here I Come

I have decided what I want to be when I grow up.  Due to the fact that I cannot be a vice cop because my physical health does not permit it; I have decided I want to be a QVC host or HSN…I am not picky.  I think I would be really good at it.  I have been told that I am bubbly, which makes me believe that I am the perfect person to push down comforters or electric mixers on television.  I can totally chat up Millie from West Virginia who calls in to say how much she loves her cultured multi-color pearl wire necklace.  Sally from Sarasota does not scare me….I will love the fact that she got in right before last call to get her proform pillow, which will change her life.

So…if anyone knows what steps I need to take to make this happen, please let me know.  I hope to soon be coming to you from some random channel on your television.  (Special pricing and special gifts straight from your television to your home!)

A Life Taking the Stairs

I talk a lot about how this disease has changed me.  (Sorry if you get sick of it…I do not mean to be repetitive.)  It just slaps me in the face sometimes.  Today I had an appointment with my gastroenterologist.  Upon leaving I just felt so weary.  Tired of tests…which of course there are more of.  Tired of surgery….which I hope there is at least a break from.  Tired of the whole process of being “sick”.  I kinda just felt sorry for myself. 

Then a few things happened.  I remembered seeing a young woman walking into St. John’s with me. She walked with a cane as she struggled with a set of hips that you could see were misaligned and fighting her each step.  This woman not only was smiling, but was even getting ready to take the steps instead of the elevator in the parking garage.  I am sure she has had bad days, but today she was inspirational as she just kept moving and taking on the next challenge that was in her path. 

Then as I approached the car I was reminded how this disease may have taken away how my body functions, but it has also changed my heart.  It has been softened.  I appreciate things, in ways I have never appreciated them before.  I see life differently.  I see people differently.  I understand the power of words like I am sorry…without having to add a but. 

I think through this I have become more gentle.  I have learned to handle situations in love…..instead of just fighting to be right.  (That was a huge issue for me!)  I am far from perfect, but God has used this to mold me, to refine me.  How can I not accept this?

All in all I want to be the girl taking the stairs.  I don’t want to settle for the elevator ride….the steps may be harder, but the journey changes you!

I Made It Six Months

I have not blogged in forever.  Life has been really hectic since Jim and I got back from Beaver Creek.  But I am getting back to regular blogging.  (I really have missed it!)

So…the big news.  I am having surgery again!!!!  I will hit my goals of six months since the last one, but just barely.  I just found out today that I am having surgery on Tuesday.  (At least it is outpatient.)  My interstem, which is a neurological stimulator in my back broke.  My doctor says I am her only patient who has had this many problems.  I am once again a medical enigma.  The positive: I will get to sleep through most of the election coverage.  The negative: This is number 14 in 5 years!  I really need a new hobby, maybe knitting.

People I Love

I only have a minute to post, so this will be quick.  I am so thankful that I married a wonderful man, who loves me well and is a perfect balance for me.  Also, by marrying Jim I have been blessed to join a family that is pretty special.  Being able to share in a very special day (a destination wedding) with my nephew and now niece was wonderful.  Over this weekend in Beaver Creek I was also reminded of how truly blessed I am to have some amazing examples of Christ in my life.  A woman of prayer who loves her family and the Lord with all her heart, an extremely talented a creative woman who shows how creative God is by the way she used the gifts that he has bestowed upon her…and these are just two examples.  How blessed I am to have so many people I love.

Hi…I Am Relentless

I was just thinking about how easy it is to think I am right and other people are wrong.  (A thought that only proves how wrong I am.)  Sometimes…I just cannot understand why others do not see things the way I see them.  I am often very stubborn, a trait I am not proud of.  Even though society often overlooks stubbornness, almost thinking it is something funny, or makes it the equivalent of being determined. Stubborness actually is a gross character flaw.  It is the equivalent of being unyielding or relentless.  Call me unyielding.  Call me relentless.  Call me stubborn.  All this to say, I realize I am a work in process.  I am constantly in state of being tweaked.  So…please be patient with me while I am being adjusted.