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Feeling guilty for being happy

Do you ever feel guilty for being happy when there is so much sadness around you? I watch the news and am horrified and saddened by what’s happening abroad and in America.  I listen to the stories of suffering right here in our community with people losing their jobs and trying to figure out how they will take care of their family.

I watch the news and heart sinks but then I turn off the TV and start making dinner for my family.  By the time we’re sitting around the table and having dinner, I’ve pretty much forgotten the misery that a mere hour ago had infested my heart.

Now I’m playing with my little boys and making them laugh by making silly faces.  After dinner, we run around and play tag and all fall on the floor in a pile of giggles.

Singing A Lullaby Never Felt So Good

singing would be part of my mommy duties. It wasn’t a duty that I took to very naturally. To be honest, I’m not a very good singer. Everyone said that it wasn’t about how well you sing but just that you connect with your child. So I gave it a try even though it felt really awkward.

I remember the first time I sung to him. He was only a few months old and when I started singing You Are My Sunshine his eyes lit up and he stared at me with such concentration. Wow, this singing stuff really works, I thought. I was completely shocked. Now I had to come up with a few more songs to add to my repertoire.

You would think it would be easy to sing songs to your child but I found it quite challenging. I couldn’t find songs that I knew the words to that a child would like. I had to actually look up songs on the Internet. How lame is that?

I finally settled on a few classics (Hush Little Baby, the Wheels on the Bus, etc.) and sung those over and over (mostly making up my own words for the second and third verses).

Why did I dye my grey hair

I have grey hair. I never thought that I would care when I got grey hair.  I liked my hair natural and didn’t feel a need to color it.  In fact, I prided myself on my ability to stay natural and intended to never color my hair.  I thought that it was more important to be happy with myself the way I was than to start the endless cycle of covering up the aging process.

I felt the same way about makeup.  I rarely wore makeup and almost reveled in the fact that I didn’t feel the need to wear makeup on a daily basis. I always thought it was healthier (mentally and physically) to not put all that stuff on your face and all those chemicals in your hair.

But as the grey hair multiplied and my skin started to look a little more aged, my faith in the beauty of “natural” started to crumble.  Then one day I saw a picture of myself with my kids and realized that I looked different than I felt.

Update With A Cookie

I’m feeling all lovey dovey tonight.
And not just towards my husband (because he just volunteered to help me with the Valentine’s cookies that I’m making for my ladies tea party!) but also towards the great friends that I’ve either made or gotten closer to because of this blog.

Thank you so much for your comments and support.  I can’t believe you’re still reading this thing after all these months of mostly goofy posts (with some being total downers) but I’m SO happy you’re still here. Love you, love you, love you and……love you!

OK, I have some updates to share!

Famous Encounters of the Schmoe Kind

Tonight’s post was inspired by my friend Kate’s story about how she almost met Tom Cruise!

Growing up, I watched a lot of TV and LOVED going to the movies so to meet (or almost meet) any famous person was a giant thrill (and to be honest, probably still is today). So I love stories about how regular schmoes like me or any friend of mine meet movie stars.

So, in honor of Kate’s story, I thought I’d share a few stories of my own about how I met or almost met a few famous people.

1. Clint Eastwood – When I was about 14 I volunteered at a charity fashion show that his daughter was in. I was leaning against the back wall watching the show when I realized that Clint was standing right next me. He was so tall! I just froze. I didn’t say anything and didn’t move until about 10 minutes later when he walked away. Don’t worry, it gets better.

If My Husband Left Me, I’d Prefer That It Was For…

I recently heard someone say about the Angelina/Brad/Jennifer thing that it would especially hard for her to see her husband run off with such a beautiful woman.

The implication was that it would be harder than, for example, if he had left her for an average looking woman or an uglier woman. This made me think, would it really be better (or make me feel better) if my husband left me for a less attractive woman? Or an older woman?

Wouldn’t that be worse? Kind of like the Charles/Diana/Camilla love triangle. I always thought that situation was especially hard for Diana because Charles loved Camilla so much, not because she was more beautiful or younger, but because he and Camilla were (presumably) intellectually and spiritually connected in a way that was much more substantive and meaningful than with Diana.

So, I wondered, hypothetically, if your husband were to leave you, would you prefer that it was for:

1. A much more beautiful woman with similar career and/or intellect as you.

2. A much uglier woman with similar career and/or intellect as you.

3. A much younger woman with no real intellect.

4. A much older woman with a lot of money.

More About The Anonymous Me

When my friend Kate tagged me for another meme, I hesitated going through with it (sorry Kate, still love you!) for two reasons. The first is my tendency to share too much and go to dark places when asked to reveal things about myself (also famous last words in my last meme didn’t turn out so well) and second, well, I’m supposed to stay semi-anonymous in this blog and the more I write about the details of my life, the less anonymous I am.

BUT, I love Kate and she tagged me and let’s face it, I like talking about myself, so I decided to do it.

Here is it is:

All About Me

10 years ago: I was 27 and desperately alone. I’m talking ALONE. I had just moved to a new city and didn’t know anyone. I was starting to become friends with a few people from work. I was also starting to date some wrong guys (and I mean WRONG) and the possibility of finding and marrying my dream husband wasn’t even in my wildest imagination. Oh yeah, and my job was kicking my ass.

Animal and human chartities: the importance

I was having a discussion with one of my friends the other day, and she was telling me how her friends think that human charities are a lot more important than charities for animals. As you all know, I’m obsessed with animals and I’m anti animal cruelty (even though animal charities has nothing to do with cruelty), so I had to have my say on the topic.

We have the ability, as humans, to improve… to evolve into something better. For example, take technology; think how far our world has improved (in my opinion) because of the increase in humans inventing new, improved pieces of technology.

Animals do not have the ability to do what we do. However, this does not mean we should look down on them. This, in my opinion, means that because we are capable of working, earning money, etc. we should be helping out these animal — providing support and help to these animal charities. We waste money on things we do not need.

Tips for Beginning to RUN

Running is an awesome sport, and offers the body great exercise. Starting out can be somewhat difficult and uncomfortable for your body. It can take some time for running to feel comfortable and natural for you. The key to becoming a runner is to have patience, and take it slow, gradually increasing speed and distance.

Here are some basics to help you get started running:

1. Start out slow: Do not try to increase your weekly mileage or time by more than 5-10% at a time.

2. Intervals: Start out with a walk/run regimen. Try 5 minutes walking and 2 minutes running, then begin increasing the running and decreasing the amount of walking. Eventually you will be able to run without walking.