Wow, I wasn't raised to like things about myself, believe me! My mother didn't hand out compliments or ever say that something we did was good enough. So I haven't spent a lot of time thinking about it. I'll give it my best shot though.
I like my curly hair. It used to be straight as a poker but since menopause, it's curly and I think it suits me. I like my eyelashes too. They are nice and long although not as thick as they used to be. My hair is getting thin but as my Dad used to say, "who wants fat hair"? So I'm ok with it.
I like my crazy laugh. It is loud and uninhibited and usually I tone it down but sometimes I can't help it and I just laugh. I like my quirky sense of humor too.
I like my decorating sense. I have a good eye for color and what goes together. I love how I decorated my house.
Now, I dislike a lot of things about myself. I will just pick out the top ones though or you'll be bored to tears or maybe you'll just be in tears!
I intensely dislike my belly. It is the bane of my existence. I know I've had good advice to just embrace the belly but it's easier said than done. The rest of me is skinny, well, sorta. I feel like my belly enters the room before I do!
I dislike my age. Nothing to do about it though so I try not to dwell.
I dislike my wrinkles but am not willing to do anything unnatural to them.
I dislike my solitude. I spend too much time on my own so I think too much about the past and mistakes I've made.
I dislike that I am like that! LOL
Do I like more things about myself than I dislike? I think so because if the opposite were true how would I get up in the morning or look at myself in the mirror?
Sunday, April 7, 2013
Saturday, April 6, 2013
Day 25 What I'm Worried About
Guess what? I'm not worried about much. I'm a little worried that I will drink too much wine and eat too much pizza tonight. Oh, and I'm a little worried we won't get DD's house in the order we want before we have to go home.
Other than that, I'm worry free.
Except for Income Tax day. Still have to do those taxes but I have all this week, right?
No worries.
Other than that, I'm worry free.
Except for Income Tax day. Still have to do those taxes but I have all this week, right?
No worries.
Friday, April 5, 2013
Day 24 Words that Make Me Laugh
I can laugh at the most inappropriate things. Did you ever see an old movie allied Cowboys? It is a John Wayne movie where he is saddled((get it?) with a bunch of young boys and they have to do a round up or something. Bruce Dern is the bad guy. At the end, they tie Bruce Dern to the back of a horse and he gets dragged around. Well, it is hilarious to me so you see what I mean about being inappropriate.
However, some words make me laugh too. The guy in the insurance commercial who says BON JOUR because he's a "French model" cracks me up every time.
My DS and DD have this thing going where one says you're a (fill in the blank with anything form fish to nuts but no swearing) and the other one says your mother's a(same word here). It's when you don't know what to say when you are being teased. Trust me, it's always funny.
Here's an example: I think you ate some pie. You're some pie. You're mother's some pie. Ok, Ok, it's a terrible one but you probably get it now.
I guess it's funny because it's never mean. It's all in fun.
When one of my soap characters, John McBain, speaks in his whispery voice, nine times out of ten it makes me laugh. He is supposed to be all angsty and a loner and holding himself back but I just think he went to the same school of acting that I like to call the Jack Bauer school. You know, those heroes who talk real quiet- like so you know that even though they are menacing they are really the good guys. Actually all the soft talkers crack me up. Keep listening to your television, a lot of them do it. Oh, I know, kinda like Clint Eastwood when he finally talked.
I love to laugh and I find all kinds of opportunities to do so. So maybe most of them are inappropriate, like in church, but I don't mean any disrespect. I just have a peculiar funny bone.
However, some words make me laugh too. The guy in the insurance commercial who says BON JOUR because he's a "French model" cracks me up every time.
My DS and DD have this thing going where one says you're a (fill in the blank with anything form fish to nuts but no swearing) and the other one says your mother's a(same word here). It's when you don't know what to say when you are being teased. Trust me, it's always funny.
Here's an example: I think you ate some pie. You're some pie. You're mother's some pie. Ok, Ok, it's a terrible one but you probably get it now.
I guess it's funny because it's never mean. It's all in fun.
When one of my soap characters, John McBain, speaks in his whispery voice, nine times out of ten it makes me laugh. He is supposed to be all angsty and a loner and holding himself back but I just think he went to the same school of acting that I like to call the Jack Bauer school. You know, those heroes who talk real quiet- like so you know that even though they are menacing they are really the good guys. Actually all the soft talkers crack me up. Keep listening to your television, a lot of them do it. Oh, I know, kinda like Clint Eastwood when he finally talked.
I love to laugh and I find all kinds of opportunities to do so. So maybe most of them are inappropriate, like in church, but I don't mean any disrespect. I just have a peculiar funny bone.
Thursday, April 4, 2013
Day 23 Something I Miss
What do I miss? Well, sometimes I miss my youth. I think I may have possibly squandered it. I would like not to feel the aches and pains that remind me every day how old I am. Not that I think I'm that old.
I miss my Volkswagon Beetle. I just loved that car and wanted it since I was a teenager. ..even though I didn't even learn to drive until I was 24 years old.
I miss the scent of my babies. You know that powdery, baby smell? They don't have it anymore. And thank goodness since they're both in their thirties!
Sometimes, I miss school. Not the work of it or the problems or the demands but I do miss the kids. Five year olds can be pretty good company.
I miss eating whatever I want. I know that's terrible but I wish I could still eat cookies and cake and hamburgers and onion rings with no guilt attached.
Really, I don't miss much. I don't miss any of the things I mentioned for more than a few minutes once in a while.
It seems like a waste of time to miss things you can no longer have and possibly a little self-indulgent too. But a little self indulgence is ok once in a while, don't you think?
I miss my Volkswagon Beetle. I just loved that car and wanted it since I was a teenager. ..even though I didn't even learn to drive until I was 24 years old.
I miss the scent of my babies. You know that powdery, baby smell? They don't have it anymore. And thank goodness since they're both in their thirties!
Sometimes, I miss school. Not the work of it or the problems or the demands but I do miss the kids. Five year olds can be pretty good company.
I miss eating whatever I want. I know that's terrible but I wish I could still eat cookies and cake and hamburgers and onion rings with no guilt attached.
Really, I don't miss much. I don't miss any of the things I mentioned for more than a few minutes once in a while.
It seems like a waste of time to miss things you can no longer have and possibly a little self-indulgent too. But a little self indulgence is ok once in a while, don't you think?
Wednesday, April 3, 2013
Day 22 My Academics
I'm pretty sure that you could care less about my academics. At this point in my life, me too!
But I am willing to tell you what I have learned in sixty three years.
Being nice does not always work out. I have always tried to be nice and have been kicked in the teeth for it more than once. I am not going to stop being nice though. It makes me feel better about me. You would feel better about you too if you are nice. Just don't be so nice you are a doormat or a punching bag. That isn't nice.
Try to look on the sunny side of life. This is not always easy...like when someone you love is ill or in jeopardy. It's hard to look on the sunny side of life when things aren't exactly going your way. That's when it's the most important.
Respect children. Don't treat them like idiots or babies or pander to their every demand. Treat them as you wish to be treated(now where have I heard that before?). Try to stay clam and deal with things in an adult manner. No screaming or hitting allowed. First, if you scream, they just tune you out. If you hit, then you are just not a respectable adult.
Have faith. You pick. It could be God or your fellow man or science.
Love your family with all your might. They are all you have whether there is one of them or fifty. Sometimes they make it pretty hard but don't give up on anyone in your family. Just keep loving them. That doesn't mean you have to like everything they do or say. You may not like the way they treat you. Love them anyway. It's kinda like separating church and state.
Take goo care of your body. Don't let your body suffer from neglect or overindulgence. Believe me, I weight 200 pounds at one point and I was the queen of self indulgence. Exercise is good when you get used to doing it and totally worth it. Keep your mind engaged too. Try to keep learning and finding out about new things.
Love yourself. You are the best you in the universe! Embrace what you are. Stop berating yourself for your looks or your weight or your social standing or your wealth. Take a look in the mirror and give yourself a big old smile. If you don't love you, who will?
You can't change others. You can't make them love you or be nice to you or stop putting their socks under the bed. It's just a fact.
Look forward to the future. We never know what it may bring but I say bring it on1
None of these are very insightful or big news but they are true. I know because I learned them myself...the hard way...by living it.
But I am willing to tell you what I have learned in sixty three years.
Being nice does not always work out. I have always tried to be nice and have been kicked in the teeth for it more than once. I am not going to stop being nice though. It makes me feel better about me. You would feel better about you too if you are nice. Just don't be so nice you are a doormat or a punching bag. That isn't nice.
Try to look on the sunny side of life. This is not always easy...like when someone you love is ill or in jeopardy. It's hard to look on the sunny side of life when things aren't exactly going your way. That's when it's the most important.
Respect children. Don't treat them like idiots or babies or pander to their every demand. Treat them as you wish to be treated(now where have I heard that before?). Try to stay clam and deal with things in an adult manner. No screaming or hitting allowed. First, if you scream, they just tune you out. If you hit, then you are just not a respectable adult.
Have faith. You pick. It could be God or your fellow man or science.
Love your family with all your might. They are all you have whether there is one of them or fifty. Sometimes they make it pretty hard but don't give up on anyone in your family. Just keep loving them. That doesn't mean you have to like everything they do or say. You may not like the way they treat you. Love them anyway. It's kinda like separating church and state.
Take goo care of your body. Don't let your body suffer from neglect or overindulgence. Believe me, I weight 200 pounds at one point and I was the queen of self indulgence. Exercise is good when you get used to doing it and totally worth it. Keep your mind engaged too. Try to keep learning and finding out about new things.
Love yourself. You are the best you in the universe! Embrace what you are. Stop berating yourself for your looks or your weight or your social standing or your wealth. Take a look in the mirror and give yourself a big old smile. If you don't love you, who will?
You can't change others. You can't make them love you or be nice to you or stop putting their socks under the bed. It's just a fact.
Look forward to the future. We never know what it may bring but I say bring it on1
None of these are very insightful or big news but they are true. I know because I learned them myself...the hard way...by living it.
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
Day 21 What My Future Will Be
I'm currently in Michigan visiting my DD. I hope my future holds many more visits and fun times with her. I also want to spend as much time with the rest of my family as is humanly possible.
I hope I will grow old gracefully and not become too outspoken or rash in my decisions. I don't think being older gives you the right to hurt people's feelings or telling them things they don't really want to hear especially about how they bring up their kids or relate to their spouse.
I want to still have adventures. They don't have to be big fancy ones though. I don't expect to travel the world or anything like that. I still want to try new things and have fun. I want to zipline and ride in a helicopter.
I want my brain to be a functioning entity. Oh, it can be slower--that just comes with age. I just hope it doesn't break down. I want to be aware of my surroundings and the people around me and enjoy them.
Most of all, I want my future to be as long as is possible. I am shooting for 100 and I hope to make it there by hook or by crook. Hence, my taking care of my body and my mind to the best of my ability.
Oh, and I hope there are flying cars and moving sidewalks and yummy stuff like cake that won't make me fat!! And it better be delicious. I hope my grandkids find me fun and funny. I hope my kids still want to hang out with me...and if I am in a nursing home (God forbid)I hope they will smuggle the booze in to me.
I hope I will grow old gracefully and not become too outspoken or rash in my decisions. I don't think being older gives you the right to hurt people's feelings or telling them things they don't really want to hear especially about how they bring up their kids or relate to their spouse.
I want to still have adventures. They don't have to be big fancy ones though. I don't expect to travel the world or anything like that. I still want to try new things and have fun. I want to zipline and ride in a helicopter.
I want my brain to be a functioning entity. Oh, it can be slower--that just comes with age. I just hope it doesn't break down. I want to be aware of my surroundings and the people around me and enjoy them.
Most of all, I want my future to be as long as is possible. I am shooting for 100 and I hope to make it there by hook or by crook. Hence, my taking care of my body and my mind to the best of my ability.
Oh, and I hope there are flying cars and moving sidewalks and yummy stuff like cake that won't make me fat!! And it better be delicious. I hope my grandkids find me fun and funny. I hope my kids still want to hang out with me...and if I am in a nursing home (God forbid)I hope they will smuggle the booze in to me.
Monday, April 1, 2013
Day 20 My Fears
I hate scary movies. Don't like to see them, not even the trailers at the theater or on television. I know it's not real but I can't help it. It just looks so real.
I'm afraid of Alzheimer's. We all should be. The statistics show that 1 in 3 seniors will have some sort of dementia. I try to keep my brain active and get into new and challenging situations so I have to exercise my brain as well as my body. Have you ever known someone with Alzheimer's? It isn't pretty. It's like progressing backwards. First you are like a child, then a toddler and finally a helpless baby. No thank you.
I'm afraid of where this world is heading. I want a world where kindness is regarded as the norm. I want a world where every individual is respected. I want a world where no one is starving or dying from lack of medicine. I want a world where rich people help poor people in their own neighborhood and across the world. I don't see this happening and that saddens me and frightens me.
Being afraid all the time is counterproductive so I try to bury me fears and follow the very good advice, "Keep Calm and Carry On".
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