AND MY THANKS GOES TO....
The hit FOX show - Glee.
I decided to transfer my tivo'd episodes to my iphone so I could catch up on the last several shows at the gym.... and oh how you make me laugh. For future reference, however, I wouldn't recommend watching Glee while running.... I started laughing so hard, I nearly fell off the treadmill! Gotta love it! Just saying the word Gleeeeeeeeeee makes you smile..... try it............. (either that or you just look like some crazed lunatic on some sort of pharmaceutical), but it makes me happy and I dont care what I look like! Crazy, clumsy but smiling!
Also my new favorite song of the day is Lucky by Jason Mraz. It's been a while since I heard it, but it made me smile too! I am LUCKY to be in love with my best friend!
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Suffering
WHAT I CHOOSE TO FOCUS ON: the flip side of suffering
To me, suffering is a pretty intense word. I think of near death types of situations, excruciating pain and things of that sort. But today, as I was pulling into the garage and the radio was on scan looking for something peppy to pick up my mood, a pastor preaching on suffering came on. I heard him say, "God uses suffering to reveal our spiritual character." WELL, AIN'T THAT THE TRUTH?!? I immediately hit the scan button again, so I could hear what this guy had to say. I was interested because I actually got some sleep last night (thank you tylenol pm), so hearing and comprehending words are back amongst my skills today (have been a little sleep deprived punch drunk the past week). The jist of the sermon was that God uses suffering to draw us closer to Him. That we are forced into the presence of God and become SERIOUS about our prayer life.... can I get an AMEN?!? That is soooooo true. Its no suprise I have been struggling lately, but I have been also doing my fair share of praying too.... seeking His truth and looking for any nugget I could grasp on to get me thru the day. And thats the gift, right? Being able to surrender the pain and suffering, not matter what the situation is, and continue to move forward, pursuing our purpose? We all have our 'stuff' to deal with, its all in how you deal with it, and get to the other side, and hopefully, it draws you closer to God in the process. 'Cause some days, thats all I got. Dont get me wrong, I could write VOLUMES about the blessings in my life... its those damn valleys that make the mountain-tops so glorious. And most days, it feels like I am either climbing, or sliding on the ups and downs of life, but I have been leaning on Him, and trying focus on the sweet stuff.... and boy, do I have A LOT of sweet stuff to focus on and be grateful for.
MY THANKS GOES TO:
1) Tylenol PM. Thank you, thank you, thank you for the 2 hours of sleep I got last night. It doesnt sound like much, but it was what I needed to function today.
2) Saturday Night Live. Old and New. Humor is also something that helps get me thru the day and I have viewed my fair share of SNL skits in the last couple of days to get me thru. The Betty White stuff last Sat was hysterical!
To me, suffering is a pretty intense word. I think of near death types of situations, excruciating pain and things of that sort. But today, as I was pulling into the garage and the radio was on scan looking for something peppy to pick up my mood, a pastor preaching on suffering came on. I heard him say, "God uses suffering to reveal our spiritual character." WELL, AIN'T THAT THE TRUTH?!? I immediately hit the scan button again, so I could hear what this guy had to say. I was interested because I actually got some sleep last night (thank you tylenol pm), so hearing and comprehending words are back amongst my skills today (have been a little sleep deprived punch drunk the past week). The jist of the sermon was that God uses suffering to draw us closer to Him. That we are forced into the presence of God and become SERIOUS about our prayer life.... can I get an AMEN?!? That is soooooo true. Its no suprise I have been struggling lately, but I have been also doing my fair share of praying too.... seeking His truth and looking for any nugget I could grasp on to get me thru the day. And thats the gift, right? Being able to surrender the pain and suffering, not matter what the situation is, and continue to move forward, pursuing our purpose? We all have our 'stuff' to deal with, its all in how you deal with it, and get to the other side, and hopefully, it draws you closer to God in the process. 'Cause some days, thats all I got. Dont get me wrong, I could write VOLUMES about the blessings in my life... its those damn valleys that make the mountain-tops so glorious. And most days, it feels like I am either climbing, or sliding on the ups and downs of life, but I have been leaning on Him, and trying focus on the sweet stuff.... and boy, do I have A LOT of sweet stuff to focus on and be grateful for.
MY THANKS GOES TO:
1) Tylenol PM. Thank you, thank you, thank you for the 2 hours of sleep I got last night. It doesnt sound like much, but it was what I needed to function today.
2) Saturday Night Live. Old and New. Humor is also something that helps get me thru the day and I have viewed my fair share of SNL skits in the last couple of days to get me thru. The Betty White stuff last Sat was hysterical!
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Ode To My Bed
I hate you, I hate you I said to my bed
Because of no sleep for my tired, weary head.
I toss and I turn and I flip and I flop
So I turn on TV, and then my laptop
I would much rather be snuggled up with my man
But he lives far away in place with much sand.
This lack of sleep is making me cray-zee
So a dance party I’ll have, with me and some Jay-Z.
This poem is getting out of hand, I fear
Talking in circles and making no sense - so I will end it here.
Good Night – Good Morning… not sure which way
My wish to all - Happy Mothers Day!
Because of no sleep for my tired, weary head.
I toss and I turn and I flip and I flop
So I turn on TV, and then my laptop
I would much rather be snuggled up with my man
But he lives far away in place with much sand.
This lack of sleep is making me cray-zee
So a dance party I’ll have, with me and some Jay-Z.
This poem is getting out of hand, I fear
Talking in circles and making no sense - so I will end it here.
Good Night – Good Morning… not sure which way
My wish to all - Happy Mothers Day!
Saturday, May 8, 2010
Deployments SUCK and they suck so much I want to say it twice - DEPLOYMENTS SUCK!
I seriously want to wear a T-Shirt that says Deployments SUCK on the front and Sexually Deprived for your Freedom on the back , but I dont have the nerve. 'Cause see, thats the thing, I dont wear my true feelings on my sleeve (or shirt, for that matter) for everyone to see. I put on the 'happy chappy' face (phrase compliments of my Brit friend Sarah) and move through my day. Hence this blog.... because I am about to explode with all the emotions I am keeping inside and in true 'Suck-It-Up-Buttercup' Army wife style, I need an outlet and this is it. This is supposed to be a therapeutic blog, for my sanity mostly, but if you can relate or just get a chuckle, then its aalllll goooood! ASK ME TOMORROW PLEEZE is so named because I am such a basketcase on the inside and it totally depends on the day, and the way I am feeling as to what I can handle... so please, ask me tomorrow, cause you just.never.know.
Let me explain a few things.... First and foremost, I am not a writer. Not.even.close. In fact, I dont enjoy writing at all! It is torturous for me because when I write something, I read it, rewrite it, read it again, reword and then do that over and over (perfectionist much?).... so the constant editing and reediting makes me C-R-A-Z-Y! And that is not helpful, if the sole purpose of this blog is to help keep me sane! So, I pledge to you and to me, to write this as a stream of consciousness and not constantly 'perfectionize' each 'bleeping' sentence. I cant promise this will be daily, especially if it takes me 2 hours to write a paragraph..... someone has to play with my children!
I am also secretly hoping that by spilling my guts on paper (so to speak) I will release my nervous energy and help my stress habits of picking my fingernails and clenching my jaw! Think it will happen? I seriously doubt it. But there is always hope.
And be prepared. I anticipate that as my 'walls' come down, my potty mouth will emerge. Since these days, its just me and 2 young children, I need a place where I can just let.it.rip! So, dont say I didnt warn you..... Fluckity-Fluck-Fluck!
Therapeutic. Cathartic. Real. Embarrassing. Funny (hopefully). So swing back by, check it out, bring a cup of coffee, or a beverage of the alcoholic kind, and enjoy!
Some blog tidbits might include things like, IS IT JUST ME? or CONFESSION OF THE DAY or TODAY I CHOOSE TO FOCUS ON _____, AND MY THANKS TO....., in case I need something to help get me started on a particular day. Please feel free to email or comment with your own tidbit confessions, things you're focusing on, thanks to etc etc -- would love to hear that I am not the only crazy-cakes out there!
IS IT JUST ME?
I personally CAN.NOT.STAND having to decipher the little word verification puzzles that are all italicized and smooshed together when you are trying to signup for or purchase something.. I almost couldnt start this blog bc I couldnt figure out the damn word! It makes me feel so damn stupid. And to make matters worse, they just keep taunting me by generating more words, even more difficult to figure out than the first-- UGH! Someone, please, make something simple for me today... pleeeeze!
CONFESSION OF THE DAY:
This is embarrassing but I will admit it..... we have not left the house or gotten out of our pajamas. all day. There. I said it. Sounds like heaven right?!? It is and it isnt. Its awesome bc we didnt have to run out of the house with our pants-on-fire, but a the same time, I feel so guilty and cant enjoy the down day. Mostly bc I am on the verge of a mild depression and just want to crawl in my bed and not leave for a week. I do consider the fact that I did not cry in front of my children today a mild achievement. (post R&R, abbreviated grief cycle in depression... so that means acceptance is in the horizon -- woohoo!). Oh and I almost forgot, my oldest child has spent unknown hours on the Wii and it is 80 and beautiful outside.....but he is safe, and fed and entertained - so that's what matters, right?!?
YOU KNOW YOU ARE HAVING A ROUGH DAY WHEN..... your lovely, thoughtful and amazing husband sends you mothers day flowers.... that were intended to be delivered yesterday, but learned of 'surprise that didnt happen' via email from said husband and then have to spend an hour dealing with customer service and tracking down the flowers that were never delivered but a website that stated they were. I WANT, FOR JUST ONCE, TO NOT HAVE TO HANDLE EVERYTHING! Even my own damn flowers! I am totally whining here, but I wanted that moment, where the doorbell rings, and I open the door and there stands a delivery person with a beautiful bouquet, and I gasp, with my hand on chest and say, "For me?!?" and delivery person says, "Yes, Mrs T these are for you!" ------- FLUCKERS! FTD FLUCKED UP MY MOMENT! Truth be told, the flowers were delivered later this morning, and are just lovely and I am so grateful to my husband for this kind and sweet gesture. I am so blessed to have such an amazing hubbie. AND THATS WHAT I CHOOSE TO FOCUS ON!
AND MY THANKS TO.....
Pizza Hut. Thank you for supplying sustenance for my children. I appreciate that after clicking the "order" button, you arrived at my door within 10 minutes with your yummy cheesy goodness. I will take a whiff, basque in your aroma, and then eat my turkey meatballs and salad. Damn the Deployment Diet.
Let me explain a few things.... First and foremost, I am not a writer. Not.even.close. In fact, I dont enjoy writing at all! It is torturous for me because when I write something, I read it, rewrite it, read it again, reword and then do that over and over (perfectionist much?).... so the constant editing and reediting makes me C-R-A-Z-Y! And that is not helpful, if the sole purpose of this blog is to help keep me sane! So, I pledge to you and to me, to write this as a stream of consciousness and not constantly 'perfectionize' each 'bleeping' sentence. I cant promise this will be daily, especially if it takes me 2 hours to write a paragraph..... someone has to play with my children!
I am also secretly hoping that by spilling my guts on paper (so to speak) I will release my nervous energy and help my stress habits of picking my fingernails and clenching my jaw! Think it will happen? I seriously doubt it. But there is always hope.
And be prepared. I anticipate that as my 'walls' come down, my potty mouth will emerge. Since these days, its just me and 2 young children, I need a place where I can just let.it.rip! So, dont say I didnt warn you..... Fluckity-Fluck-Fluck!
Therapeutic. Cathartic. Real. Embarrassing. Funny (hopefully). So swing back by, check it out, bring a cup of coffee, or a beverage of the alcoholic kind, and enjoy!
Some blog tidbits might include things like, IS IT JUST ME? or CONFESSION OF THE DAY or TODAY I CHOOSE TO FOCUS ON _____, AND MY THANKS TO....., in case I need something to help get me started on a particular day. Please feel free to email or comment with your own tidbit confessions, things you're focusing on, thanks to etc etc -- would love to hear that I am not the only crazy-cakes out there!
IS IT JUST ME?
I personally CAN.NOT.STAND having to decipher the little word verification puzzles that are all italicized and smooshed together when you are trying to signup for or purchase something.. I almost couldnt start this blog bc I couldnt figure out the damn word! It makes me feel so damn stupid. And to make matters worse, they just keep taunting me by generating more words, even more difficult to figure out than the first-- UGH! Someone, please, make something simple for me today... pleeeeze!
CONFESSION OF THE DAY:
This is embarrassing but I will admit it..... we have not left the house or gotten out of our pajamas. all day. There. I said it. Sounds like heaven right?!? It is and it isnt. Its awesome bc we didnt have to run out of the house with our pants-on-fire, but a the same time, I feel so guilty and cant enjoy the down day. Mostly bc I am on the verge of a mild depression and just want to crawl in my bed and not leave for a week. I do consider the fact that I did not cry in front of my children today a mild achievement. (post R&R, abbreviated grief cycle in depression... so that means acceptance is in the horizon -- woohoo!). Oh and I almost forgot, my oldest child has spent unknown hours on the Wii and it is 80 and beautiful outside.....but he is safe, and fed and entertained - so that's what matters, right?!?
YOU KNOW YOU ARE HAVING A ROUGH DAY WHEN..... your lovely, thoughtful and amazing husband sends you mothers day flowers.... that were intended to be delivered yesterday, but learned of 'surprise that didnt happen' via email from said husband and then have to spend an hour dealing with customer service and tracking down the flowers that were never delivered but a website that stated they were. I WANT, FOR JUST ONCE, TO NOT HAVE TO HANDLE EVERYTHING! Even my own damn flowers! I am totally whining here, but I wanted that moment, where the doorbell rings, and I open the door and there stands a delivery person with a beautiful bouquet, and I gasp, with my hand on chest and say, "For me?!?" and delivery person says, "Yes, Mrs T these are for you!" ------- FLUCKERS! FTD FLUCKED UP MY MOMENT! Truth be told, the flowers were delivered later this morning, and are just lovely and I am so grateful to my husband for this kind and sweet gesture. I am so blessed to have such an amazing hubbie. AND THATS WHAT I CHOOSE TO FOCUS ON!
AND MY THANKS TO.....
Pizza Hut. Thank you for supplying sustenance for my children. I appreciate that after clicking the "order" button, you arrived at my door within 10 minutes with your yummy cheesy goodness. I will take a whiff, basque in your aroma, and then eat my turkey meatballs and salad. Damn the Deployment Diet.
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