Blogging for Warmth

Today I am writing this out of desperation... I can't seem to get warm here in my house. I am sure if I were to exercise I would no longer be cold, but since that is not going to happen, I picked up my trusty laptop here and in just a few minutes my thighs will be toasty! Instant heating pad, voila! AND because it has a been a whole week since I sent my desperately-clinging-to-39ish thoughts out in to the dark abyss of cyber-space, where I am quite sure no one will even read this, I figured why not pretend to be Doogie Houser and journal to myself about the moral lessons I have gleaned over the last week on my Commodore 64. 

  Christmas Holidays are not for the faint of heart, it takes great stamina to continue to turn ones own heart back to the true meaning of Christmas in the face of seasonal stress and commercialism. I looked back on pictures of Yuletide Past and looked deeply in to the faces of my children opening there less-than-desireable gifts to find how thrilled they were, regardless! The -2 (yes, negative two) megapixel camera we gave my son a few years ago seemed to light up his whole Christmas... the pictures it took looked more like watercolor paintings than actual photos, bless his heart, I don't think he used it beyond that day! Not one complaint, though! Not one! And as for family relationships, and family gatherings? I'm not convinced that 'the more' is necessarily 'the merrier'! My plan for the next few days- keep it simple! Spending time with those who are near me by cherishing moments of quiet togetherness... snuggling up with each other under soft quilts, where the only sound that can be heard is the delicate clicking of text messaging...OMG MY MOM IS FORCING US TO  HANG OUT... LOL!   THIS IS SO BORING!...   OMG THE KIDS JUST WANT TO SIT HERE ON THIS COUCH AND I HAVE TONS OF STUFF TO DO!...         

       Ah, the holidays...

Two Days Closer!

Yesterday's exercise consisted of attending two hand bell choir performances, baby girl's ballet class, group violin, grocery store, bank, delivery for my part time job.... need I go on?? And while I wasn't looking, my 40th birthday has grown two days closer, ARG!! I know I keep changing my well-thought-out strategy, but I have an even better idea than before... I will work from the inside out. Take a spiritual inventory of sorts... THEN when it is 90 day to my dreaded birthday I will begin my 90 day workout, who's with me??!! lets do it, lets go, you're behind me, right??? cricket, cricket, large tumbleweed rolling by... Ok, so that is settled and I can stop blogging about exercise for a while. I'll just let Olivia worry about that for now (reference the embedded video). 

My 12-year-old son kept me up last night worrying about having to play hand bells in the main hall of the high school as the students arrive this morning. I can't say I blame him, but it's hard to talk a Jr Hi boy in to not caring what others think! I mean we adults still feel that way pretty often, but I try to coach him to be a bigger person than me (which he really already is) For instance, his first year of public school the boys made fun of his whitey-tighties in the locker room. I told him to show up the next day in leopard print bikini briefs and change clothes atop the lockers while singing Usher 'Yeah, Yeah' but he wouldn't go for it!! What is wrong with him? Anyway, I dream of going back to 7th grade for just one day to enjoy being a kid without caring what a soul in the world thought of me!! Maybe that's how I will live this day... beware friends... no telling what I could say in public without my filter... I just might tell a total stranger what Jesus has done in my life... WOE! FREAKY!

Ummmm, First Day of My, ummm, Workout... yeah, thats it...

OK, sooo, I can't really find the workout DVDs, so new plan: make the hunt for the DVDs my workout. And, dig, 2, 3, 4, search, 2, 3, 4, reach, 2, 3, 4! come on girls!!! single single double, single single double... 

BUT, my day has gotten off to a pretty good start. The breakfast gods were smiling on me this morning and my biscuits, gravy, bacon, and eggs were all ready about the same time... and well before fam had to be out the door! (Just kidding about the 'breakfast gods' before you add me to your prayer chain, I know Who was smiling on me this morning!) Also, we were visited by the laundry fairy last night! What?? There is no Laundry Fairy?! Then who could that have been?? -Oh, right, that was ME!!! I was so delirious I hardly remember doing any of it.

What I really must tell you of is the Christmas Miracle that took place at our home over the weekend. Now it's a good thing none of you know where I live or I'm quite sure there would be a terrible traffic jam from all the cars lining up just to get a glimpse of this thing which has come to pass. 

As my unbelievably crafty husband was donning the house with all its festive splendor, he discovered that the outdoor deep freeze  had no longer been getting power... SO all the deer meat and wild hog had thawed out and was no longer fit for human consumption (I'm using the term 'no longer' very loosely here) and as a result would all have to be thrown out! That's right, all those frozen bricks labeled with various dates (such as TheDaysOfYore and WhenRocksWereSoft and MesozoicPeriod), are gone forever!! Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Clause!

So as I bask in the afterglow of an unusually relaxing and enjoyable weekend... I will vow to both of you reading this that when I come down from my Christmas high, I will fervently seek out the workout DVDs and press forward on my journey... my trek to 40...

House Cleaning Day

OK- I am buried in laundry.. literally- thank God for the wireless keyboard or I couldn't even post today... why do we have laundry... I mean does my family HAVE to wear clothes?? They are so selfish! Man! My darling sweet precious daughter has changes clothes about 4 times already this morning and I am cracking down! New rule: nobody wears anything!!! That's right, we are paying good money to run this heater, so whats the big deal.. its nice and warm in here!... are you so glad you don't have Skype? Scarey, huh? OK- plan: Monday I start working out. My mantra has been 'better at 40 than I was at 20' uummmm, ok so I'll get right on that Monday... P90X here I come... get ready, I'm doing it...and by then I may have reconsidered the whole clothes thing....

Revised Naughty List

Dear Santa- 

The a fore mentioned Naughty List has undergone some revisions, please see attached addendum.

Very Truly Yours ,

Edie

  *revised naughty list two posts down*

Mom said we begin losing brain cells at 30 and nouns are the first go... thanks, Mom,... but I'm pretty sure I killed one or two prior to that...so I really don't have a fighting chance ANYWAY, by show of hands, who thinks I should crawl back in bed and start this whole day over... anyone? BUELLER.... BUELLER...?

Naughty List

Blue Cross Blue Shield-PENDING (they are reviewing my claim)
Nighthawk Frozen Foods-MOVE TO NICE (they can't help it, its a TV dinner, what do I want, a miracle?)
Mother-In-Law-MOVE TO NICE (she loves me and is only trying to help)
Automated Phone Answering On-Hold Recordings That Say 'we appreciate your patience'- this entry stays!