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Walking Away From Negative People

Three years ago, I was a different person. I wasn’t as kind, open-minded as I am now. When I worked, that was exactly what I did.  I lived to work, and worked to live.  There was no balance of work and home life.  Work managed to infiltrate every corner of my life (including vacations). Quitting my job was one of the scariest yet liberating experiences that I had so far.  Once leaving my job, I relocated my personality, and I have literally come back from the dead.  I’m more positive, and all together happier than I was before. So today, when I had a meeting with my doctor (who is also a very negative person), I saw where I was three years ago and glad I’m no longer there. In a short visit of 20 minutes, he managed to turn an exciting experience into something that made me want to cry. I went to him while looking to confirm my good news. But instead, I ended up leaving the office with a heavy heart. So much has changed in me since I’ve last seen him, and he wasn’t even supportive of the positive changes that I’ve made. Instead, he berated me, and made me feel horrible. Since walking away from a job that did weigh a lot on me, I’ve learned a lot about what I have to deal with and what I should deal with. You have to deal with coworkers and clients, even if personalities don’t work together.  But, if you’re paying someone for a service and you don’t like the way they do business, you don’t...
Sunday Prayer: Showing Us The Signs

Sunday Prayer: Showing Us The Signs

Dear Lord, I think it’s safe to say this now, but HA! HA! The joke’s on me. This past week, you have shown more humor than man gives you credit for. This week, you have taught me a powerful lesson; how not to be comfortable. But really Lord?  Did you have to do that with 100º weather? Couldn’t you just have magically had an acorn show up on my window, or something subtle. I appreciate all lessons that you teach, I really do.  I do wonder if there is gentler lesson in my future (just asking).   Also Lord, thank you for the lesson regarding my daughter. Since our apartment is so hot, our daughter has learned to delay her bedtime. No, I can’t completely blame that on you, but it is rather convenient for it to happen [all of a sudden] with the hot weather, hmm? So, thank you Lord for reminding me to have a little more patience. Again, the in-your-face lessons are working wonders, but maybe I’m ready for some gentle teachings (again, a girl just has to ask). One last thing Lord, I hope you find who are you looking for so that you can put the cover back on hell,and relieve us from this oppressive heat-wave. There are others that have been going though this longer than we have, but in a week, man is going to look for ways to blot out the sun. So, to prevent us from doing something stupid, I hope you find the person....

Welcome To My Blog’s New Home

Allow me to move some boxes and set up a chair for you. I’m still setting things up, but this site is 100% functional. Oh, before I forget–as promised, here is a cup a tea (just the way you like it) and some fresh baked lemon cookies.   There is something invigorating when moving into a new place, or domain.  I’ve never owned a home before (not yet), but I’m sure there is something that overwhelms you when you walk through the door and you can finally say, “mine.” I feel like this towards my blog.  I’ll go to the website, and look at my new e-mail address, and I can say: this is mine. It feels good. In time I’m sure that the newness will fade away, and I will be taking advantage of my surroundings, but right now I’m going to savor it.  It took me (my husband) a lot of tweaking to get things looking just right.  There may be more working to come, but I know this is just the beginning. But for now, let us enjoy this cup of tea and lemon cookies (let me know if you want this recipe) and relax. Almost forgot!  Check out the RSS button or subscribe button to receive updates from my blog!...

Telling The Truth About Fictional Characters

Santa Clause, Easter Bunny, and Tooth Fairy all have one thing in common: they are the things we lie about.  I’m currently debating if I’m going to be honest with my child with these fictional characters or lie about them. Let me rewind back to my childhood.  Growing up, my parents decided to go with the lie method.  We were told about the three fictional characters, and honestly only two registered: Santa and Tooth Fairy.  My parents carried on the charade until I found out on my own (from a classmate) about them being indeed fake. When confronting my parents about this, again, I was told a lie.  “Of course they are real!”  But in my mind, the damage has already begun.  Who do I believe, my parents–who would never lie to me, or my classmates who I’ve known since I was 5.  The classmates won that round. Growing up, we were told to not lie, it wasn’t good.  Logically, I couldn’t understand if I was punished for lying, but my parents got away scott free (for years), then the system is rigged.  This of course made me question everything my parents told me (but really?  Who doesn’t?). Fast forward now to my daughter.  I don’t want to lie to her, but I also don’t want to ruin the “fun” she could have while thinking that some big guy is going to break into our apartment and leave gifts (okay, so it doesn’t sound that great).  Here is a list of pro’s and con’s that I could think of while trying to make this decision. Pros: She can pretend...

Sharing The Love: My Favorite Childhood Book

Growing up, I used to love Sesame Street. I used to know when the show was coming on and looked forward to seeing it everyday. I will even admit that I liked to watch it in my early teens. Of all my favorite characters, Grover was my favorite (even to this day). Besides him being furry, he was just lovable with a funny personality. I never fell into the Big Bird fan club, maybe because he always seemed to have an attitude with that whiney voice (don’t ask, I’m just not a fan), but with Grover, everything was perfect. One of my favorite books was Monster At The End of This Book . A year ago I was literally bugging my husband to pick this book up because we just had to have it in our library. The only thing is, it was a soft page book and she’s not ready to work with soft pages without destroying them. So now I stare at the shelf biding my time to share this wonderful book with her. I don’t think she will be ready for it for another year, but if it’s more time that she needs in order to not destroy this book, then I’ll gladly wait. Do you have a favorite childhood book that you have shared / want to share with your...
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