Personal Make-Over

I've always, well since middle school, been a bit heavier than "average" it never really bothered me, I held my shape well, have always been fit, could run a mile just like the next person...well, always kept my time around 10-12 minutes, so I never considered myself in the "fat" category. When *I* think of someone as fat I don't look at their BMI or how many tummy rolls they may or may not have, I look at their activity....if that "overweight" person can get out there and be just as physically active as someone else of lesser weight, then I thought nothing of it, but it was when such persons weren't even able to keep up with their house enough to at least take dirty diapers out of the living room, or dishes be done at least once a day that I start considering that person "fat"...but mainly just lazy.

Anyways, I'm not the lazy category of fat, I've just always been overweight, I've always ate well, I watch my junk intake carefully...there's not point in adding to a problem. I maintain a fairly active lifestyle. I keep my house clean, do all my own yard work, help out in the community, the works...but it is not enough. Prior to becoming pregnant with Mikaila I went through a very drastic weight loss...well the number on the scale never went below 200, but I went from a size 20 to a size 12, in 8 months, with no real diet change, no extra exercise, nada, I just worked. I worked in a convience store...on my feet, constantly walking, stocking, you name it, so I turned that into a bit of "work-out" for myself. I'd do squats while lifting crates of soda or cases of beer, the works...well, it's been 2 years and a bad pregnancy in there and well I wasn't able to really maintain.

So I got myself some Zumba DVDs since I've been hearing a lot of great things about Zumba, I'm going to make it a goal to go down to the track, with the kids, and start jogging it a few times a week. In the very least I might learn some new dance steps. LOL

But my living room is now arranged in such a way that so long as the toys are not in the floor I should not be a danger to myself. My goal is to get down to at least a size 12...I know that sounds "large" to many persons, but I stand 6ft tall, am well built, and can sling a 100 pound hay bale like it's almost nothing, and I'm not too keen on making myself look like an anorexic runway model.

Now I just need to find a reward for myself for when I do reach this goal....



ETA : I also quit smoking!

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A Real Friend

A Real Friend


Is never afraid to be seen with you
Never leaves you behind in trouble
Is always there on the double
Never second guesses you
Always giving you a say in the decision
Knows when you are upset
And is the first to offer help
Listens to you when you are upset
And is the first to offer help
Listens to you no matter what
Tells you their deepest secrets--
While keeping yours buried
Knows how and when to comfort you
But, also when to leave you alone
After misunderstandings...seeks forgiveness
---Earnestly and quickly
---Has already forgiven you
Comes to you for advice
---Seriously considers it
Keeps you sheltered from harm
Knows your thoughts by looking into your eyes
Looks to you for help when speaking their mind
A real friend loves you unconditionally
---forever

By: Stephi Linn


Written, just prior to the September 11 attacks, at 2am, on September 11, 2001.  When I wrote this I had no idea what was about to unfold in the lives of so many around the world.

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Remember

Remember

Remember me and the fun we had,
The trouble we got in when we were bad.
Remember the time we stayed out late,
We must have touched the hand of fate.
Remember our friends Sharon, Vicki, and John,
The party we had until dawn.
Remember the time you asked me to go steady,
I said I thought I was ready.
Remember the time we went all the way,
You can forget, but I had to stay.
Now I'm in a home for unwed mothers,
But you shouldn't care you're just like the others.
Now I'm in the hospital, fighting the pain,
I'm keeping the baby 'cause it needs a name.
The doctor came in a minute ago,
He said there was something he thought all should know.
Now the nurse had to tell me,
I was going to die,
Now there is just one last tie,
Take care, I love you, and Good-bye. . .

~Stephi Linn~

This one was first published back in 1994, I wrote it sometime in early 1994, I wasn't quite 12 years old yet. Written in honor of a friend of mine.

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Obituary of the late Mr. Common Sense

Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years.. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as: Knowing when to come in out of the rain; Why the early bird gets the worm; Life isn't always fair; and Maybe it was my fault.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).

His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6 -year- old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition. Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer Tylenol, sun lotion or a Band-Aid to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband; churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims. Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault. Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.

Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents , Truth and Trust; his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason.

He is survived by his 3 stepbrothers; I Know My Rights, Someone Else Is To Blame, and I'm A Victim.

Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on.

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I Believe

I believe- That just because two people argue, it doesn't mean they don't love each other. And just because they don't argue, it doesn't mean they do.

I believe - That we don't have to change friends if we understand that friends change.

I believe - That no matter how good a friend is, they're going to hurtyou every once in a while and you must forgive them for that.

I believe - That true friendship continues to grow, even over the longest distance. Same goes for true love.

I believe - That you can do something in an instant that will give you heartache for life.

I believe - That it's taking me a long time to become the person I want to be.

I believe - That you should always leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them.

I believe - That you can keep going long after you think you can't.

I believe - That we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel.

I believe - That either you control your attitude or it controls you.

I believe - That heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs to be done, regardless of the consequences.

I believe - That money is a lousy way of keeping score.

I believe - That my best friend and I can do anything or nothing and have the best time.

I believe - That sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you're down, will be the ones to help you get back up.

I believe - That sometimes when I'm angry I have the right to be angry, but that doesn't give me the right to be cruel.

I believe - That maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you've had and what you've learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you've celebrated.

I believe - That it isn't always enough to be forgiven by others. Sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself.

I believe - That no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn't stop for your grief.

I believe - That our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but we are responsible for who we become.

I believe - That you shouldn't be so eager to find out a secret. It could change your life Forever.

I believe - Two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different.

I believe - That your life can be changed in a matter of hours by people who don't even know you.

Ibelieve - That even when you think you have no more to give, when afriend cries out to you - you will find the strength to help.

I believe - That credentials on the wall do not make you a decent human being.

I believe - That the people you care about most in life are taken from you too soon.

****The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the best of everything they have***

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I have a Smurf!

via blue yogurt! Seems Mikeal didn't eat all his breakfast & instead of putting it away, he left it on the table & Mikaila found it & ate herself a snack...or at least wore it.




And she was so proud of herself too!
Head to toe..

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I'm making myself out to be....

...my neighbor's very worse enemy BESTEST best friend....

I've had issues a great relationship with the white trash neighbors right next door.

The old man has flipped me off waved at me nearly everyday since we moved in, in April of 2008...there was a brief time in which he has ceased from doing so, but he's since started it back up.

Their yard looks like an overgrown, abandoned salvage yard very well maintained & manicured. And you can definitely tell that there are 4 non-working lazy adults & lazy teenager hard working folks living there.

The 4 year old is allowed to play in grass above her head, by herself, in snake infested areas very closely supervised. We live on the highway (only road to the house here) where the speed limit is whatever the idiots decide to drive at 65mph and the girl is so well supervised that it scares me to DEATH that she's going to be the next thing I see scraped off the road doesn't really bother me when she's playing out there alone.

GAAAAAAAAAH! Fuck it.

Anyways short story...

I had to call up the DA earlier today about the B&E the 16 year old performed a few months back where we "let him off" in exchange for yard work that has yet to be done more than half assed...grrr.... And he advised me to involve CPS just from what I told him in regards to some of the problems we've had. Also to not let any more "trespasses" just slide with a civil agreement. So I did call CPS, reported what I could honestly report on...gave her some of my assumptions, but did stress to her that I could not be completely positive on those matters. Supposedly a worker will be out to check out the living conditions sometime....

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