slacker, nix that, GOLD STAR ME, BABY!

31 12 2010

Last year I had a helluva time at New Year’s. Was thinking of oye-f’in-vey mess that ensued in 2009, and all the heartbreak that went with it. This year, muy mo’ betta. Mother’s estate is all wrapped up, with a shiny bow. Just in time for the holidays. We can finally stop “picking the scab” of administrivia crap, and get on with the business of remembering warm cookie recipes, ridiculous stories, and generally healing enough so that happier memories can bubble up and elbow those last few icky bits to their proper proportion in equilibrium of All Things Mother.

So yeah, big fat exhale on my end lately. It’s allowed me to go into a whole ‘nuther flavor whirl of activity, after which my body tends to protest in the way it knows best: shut down.

As in, brain no-thinky, eyes no-blinky, body no-move-y. Heck, I haven’t even been on FB in over a week. *gasp*

So what’s next? I am already generally pretty good about living for “now”, and all that jazz, if I do say so myself. (yay me!) Of course there are always some things I’d like to do more of, or more consciously, in 2011:

· Love on my doggie.

· Move. (physically, not household, god forbid)

· Wash face before bed! (yeah, I suck at that)

· Kindly treat myself like a Third Party more often. (This includes a whole host of “being better to me” kind of stuff—better food, movement, rest, even be kinder to my hair! In general, just focus mostly on doing any and all of it with Kindness.)

· Ditto to hubby Lovey. 🙂

· Get up earlier, just for grins.

· Keep in better contact with folks. (I’m thinking about them, might as well let ‘em know.)

· Blog more. (Really. I just generally don’t know what to say, and there’s a whopping 5 of you out there watching.)

So yeah. Not terribly concrete I suppose, so hard to gold-star. But then again, I revisit this kind of thing about every month or so anyway, not just at New Year’s.

What the hell. Stickers can be fun. So there!

And doggie needs some lovin’. So there’s that too.

(PS– I’d give her a gold star anyday.)





just FEED me already, sheesh

10 12 2010

nom nom nom nom nom

Someone sure loves her new food.





eat that frog

8 12 2010

No, I don’t mean frog-legs, although I have to admit they’re mighty tasty if done properly.

You know when you NEED to do Something, and you know that the Something really isn’t all THAT bad, but yet still you find yourself defrosting the deepfreeze rather than tackling the Something instead?

Yeah. I’ve had a few of those lately.

“Eat a live frog every morning, and nothing worse will happen to you the rest of the day.” -Mark Twain

Do the icky thing first. Get it over with. NOW. The pain of not doing is greater than the pain of doing.

You heard me. So go. Do.

And if you absolutely can’t bear to eat that frog, put ketchup on it and hold your nose.





last week by the numbers

3 12 2010

2584 – number of miles driven

130 – year old family house we found again for the first time in 25+ years

54 – average speed

47:18 – hours and minutes vehicle was on (and butt was in seat)

16.3 – average mpg

16 – insane relatives

7 – number of states hit

4 – different gracious households we hunkered down for an evening or two in

3 – number of ass chakras that have collapsed, one of each of us

2 – fantastically entertaining seats at the LSU/AR game

1 – itchy poochie sporting her cone and diaper, snuggie gift delivered, mayoral election victory party attended, duck calling contest in town, and finally…

0 – energy left after hitting the work week immediately following the above.

Enough counting for now. Got to work on that zero, and getting the edges rounded back off of the square butt from all that sitting.