tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55850494441987015832024-03-05T12:41:27.480-06:00Naturally LisaA journey to health - spiritual, physical, emotional - because it's all about the journey!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506778706839256847noreply@blogger.comBlogger137125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5585049444198701583.post-57903750429550324202007-12-16T19:23:00.000-06:002007-12-16T19:36:40.183-06:00Dancing on my cellphoneWell, doesn't everyone? Dance on their cell phone, I mean? No, not <span style="font-style: italic;">on</span> it, silly! When you are <span style="font-style: italic;">talking</span> on it! I do, especially in <span style="font-style: italic;">this</span> house - the <a href="http://www.powerfulsignal.com/">cell reception</a> is horrible! With a capital "H"!! If I can, I just talk on Skype, because, we don't have a landline and I get tired of walking and dancing around the house, trying to find just the right spot - then finding it - then that spot going bad - then finding another spot...ad nauseum...<br /><br />The only problem is not all of my people that I want to talk to are on Skype yet. I've been trying to talk everyone I know into downloading it, but, that is a slow process, I am finding. Cell phones just drive me crazy most of the time. I hope they get better in the next few years.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506778706839256847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5585049444198701583.post-10843344827101570052007-12-16T18:28:00.000-06:002008-11-06T20:45:28.251-06:00Getting out with friends<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEPYBIuD3VL-cyfiDBH601X1jIs6iEiw0d1BbKLoMsgtz-ZwLncvcOw7uW0UCeilNNCI4RAXS2Lxk7EKSHbTukOo3TyINC12_aBhkcHcTf7kiAV4091yC2mfUUDiXoepMolwQL5cYFqRw/s1600-h/coffee_100.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEPYBIuD3VL-cyfiDBH601X1jIs6iEiw0d1BbKLoMsgtz-ZwLncvcOw7uW0UCeilNNCI4RAXS2Lxk7EKSHbTukOo3TyINC12_aBhkcHcTf7kiAV4091yC2mfUUDiXoepMolwQL5cYFqRw/s320/coffee_100.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144735123562590226" border="0" /></a><br />My girlfriend called me up on Friday morning and asked me if I wanted to go out and have coffee with her. I was so busy, but, I totally knew it would be good for me, so I said, "Sure!" And we had a really nice time together. The coffee shop that we go to is on the town square, so after we were done with our coffee, we visited a couple of the shops on the square. One of them I have been wanting to go into for a long time. They had the absolute cutest things! They had handmade purses, beautiful jewelry, and gorgeous little <a href="http://www.seattleluxe.com/makeup-mirrors.html">makeup mirrors</a>. Oh! They even had a purse made out of a football! It was really neat, even though I don't like football! I've been telling Sammie for a long time that we need to go in that store and look around, and I was so right! Only - if I had had Sammie with me, I'm afraid I never would have gotten out of there! Haha! She does want to go, though - even more now, after hearing me talk about it. It was really good to get out with my friend and hang out for a little while, even if all we did was window shop!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506778706839256847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5585049444198701583.post-91027448121786364182007-12-13T19:19:00.000-06:002008-11-06T20:45:28.488-06:00Daily prayer makes all the differenceI have to say that I am still amazed what a difference daily prayer makes in my life. When I remember to hit my knees in the morning, and at night when I go to bed, my life runs a lot smoother and a lot happier. Maybe I don't even want to say 'happier'. It's more like - fulfilled. That is it - I walk through my life feeling more fulfilled when I am 'plugging into the source' twice a day. I love the way this one older gentleman I used to know would talk about it. He talked about it like plugging a power cord into an electrical outlet. I love that analogy, and I can really wrap my brain around it.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwcMDDSINSxUiGxQ4XbwvBnuYzqjUEvZz6IjcpKWsTZaA2lhwEqglXuxFGAvm7B2F-js7vGkRsxPMMBH2zArGi0gVzD6QBBbhMg4OPa38aC2gg-G6mE0qeeChHwDNSrDORfy5HbTdv2G8/s1600-h/electrical+outlet.bmp"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 123px; height: 143px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwcMDDSINSxUiGxQ4XbwvBnuYzqjUEvZz6IjcpKWsTZaA2lhwEqglXuxFGAvm7B2F-js7vGkRsxPMMBH2zArGi0gVzD6QBBbhMg4OPa38aC2gg-G6mE0qeeChHwDNSrDORfy5HbTdv2G8/s320/electrical+outlet.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143639026433814450" border="0" /></a><br />I do think it's funny that after several years of sobriety, I am still amazed at the power of those two tiny little bits of action on my part. Amazed I am, though.<br /><br />I realized this morning that I hadn't been praying for several days - this is what has it on my mind. I don't know when I stopped or why I stopped. One might think with all the rush of Thanksgiving, I would forget to pray. That wasn't it, though. I specifically remember praying while my mom and dad were here. It was such a special time we had and I remember talking to God about it. I talk to God a lot during the day, but, those times on my knees are much more 'in touch', if you will. And I remember being 'in touch' with God when Momma and Daddy were here.<br /><br />You know what I bet it was? And this is so super silly. Sometimes when I go to bed at night, Lucky is in my way, and it is very hard to kneel down beside the bed. Put 120 pounds of dog in my two feet 'hallway' between my dresser and my bed, and things are a little cramped. Ha! You should see me trying to get up in the middle of the night to pee! That's a funny sight!<br /><br />I don't really know if that is what it was that caused me to stop, but, I do know that, just in case it was, I shall pray at the end of the bed at night if I need to do so. It's weird, because, in the morning, I just hit my knees wherever, sometimes even in the dining room next to a chair. At night, though, I'm so picky about how my bedtime routine goes. I guess I better nip that in the bud!<br /><br />Ok, so ya'll remember to 'plug in' tonight - I know I will! (And thanks, Lloyd - for the cool analogy!)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506778706839256847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5585049444198701583.post-31351524991142604082007-12-13T16:21:00.000-06:002008-11-06T20:45:28.594-06:00I'm still eating the cheese, Momma!Am I gonna get sick? Am I gonna die? I hope not! I cannot stop eating the cheese ring that my mother made for us at Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving? Yes, thanksgiving. I just cannot help, but, eat it - it is so good! I have had to eat it rather slowly, because, I've had horrible indigestion these last few months. And since I didn't have a food processor, those onions are killing me. Or maybe they would kill me, even severely processed. Or maybe the itty bitty bit of Tabasco sauce is killing me. I have no idea, but, I just know that my precious cheese ring makes my life worse. Wah.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj0ktr2TOJFRJ1txqx7dzE_egzH81DJ6bqdSKUYEC63IzEgK7vF6kt0ala0ybZhkhY3L88xyEP0QArEbBoxjOi4h1ODcg8DqY6-HzE8pZR02eseOClRsZBfyPLzVrJk5cMvknC1Xo8QKs/s1600-h/100_0968.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj0ktr2TOJFRJ1txqx7dzE_egzH81DJ6bqdSKUYEC63IzEgK7vF6kt0ala0ybZhkhY3L88xyEP0QArEbBoxjOi4h1ODcg8DqY6-HzE8pZR02eseOClRsZBfyPLzVrJk5cMvknC1Xo8QKs/s320/100_0968.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143600851770134210" border="0" /></a>It's not all that pretty anymore, either - is it? And it sure doesn't look like a ring - ha! We had to shove it into a Tupperware so it would stay fresh. Yeah - fresh. See, here's the thing, cheese is milk that's gone bad, right? So if it's already bad, I'm okay, right? Haha! Seriously, it tastes just fine. And it is oooooh, so good!! I just can't stop eating it!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506778706839256847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5585049444198701583.post-10260308445284792032007-12-02T19:59:00.000-06:002007-12-02T20:09:54.346-06:00Isn't it funny how the TV's are all stuck to the walls?I've just been noticing that more and more lately - that people just aren't using <a href="http://www.tvproducts4less.com/office---computers-storage.html">tv shelves</a> anymore. We went out to eat last night, and it was a deli sandwich/bar type of restaurant and they had a big flat screen TV up on the wall. And another place we like to go is a Mexican restaurant that has two big flat screen TV's on the walls. They have one on each side so no matter which way you are sitting, you can see one of them. <br /><br />And then earlier this afternoon, a friend was showing us some pictures of her newly-redone living room and I noticed that her TV was stuck to the wall and she had a tiny little table in front of it to hold the DVD player. And I just thought it was so funny, how everywhere you go - the TV's are all stuck to the walls!<br /><br />Ours will be once we bring it upstairs from the basement. There is no place to hang it on the wall down there, so we had to use the little stand thing that came with it and Mark put it on one of his chests. No, not <span style="font-style: italic;">his</span> chest - one of his chests! Silly!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506778706839256847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5585049444198701583.post-91268241134563034772007-11-28T20:13:00.000-06:002013-03-04T15:06:21.461-06:00Lucky! You're supposed to do that at home!My sweet dog, Lucky, who I usually refer to as 'Puppy', has developed an icky habit lately. You know I've been making an effort to take more walks. And half of the time, I take Puppy with me. And the little monster ('little' meaning: dear, sweet, honeybaby - we all know he's <span>not</span> little!) is defecating in neighbor's yards!! What?! That is <span style="font-style: italic;">not</span> how we do it! He has been an at-home-pooper all his life! I mean - <span style="font-style: italic;">all</span> his life! What on earth happened? If this keeps up, I'm going to have to go shopping for some pet supplies. The plastic bag over the hand thing is just <span style="font-style: italic;">YUCK</span>! I'd like to find a pooper scooper like my dad had once - it was this really cool contraption, that would keep your hands totally clean! Clean is definitely good when it comes to my hands. But that's a whole 'nother <span style="font-style: italic;">issue</span> we'll discuss another day!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506778706839256847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5585049444198701583.post-39918989872585104172007-11-28T16:27:00.000-06:002007-11-28T16:35:14.314-06:00Don't stay up so late!I'm completely worthless today. I was semi-functional for most of the day, but, since around 1pm, I've been a lump in front of this screen. I stupidly stayed up last night until 12:30am! What was I thinking? I know full well that lately I've been very tired - even <a href="http://myveryownmail.com/BookwormBroadcast/2007/11/27/mama-bookworms-too-tired-to-read/">falling asleep for the night</a> one night at 7:30pm! And yet, I go and stay up that late!<br /><br />I've got lots of work that I could be doing right now, but, I am so uber sleepy, I am half considering going to bed! You know what time it is here? It's only 4:30! Isn't that crazy? I wish I had an in-house movie theater - that would be just perfect right now. I mean, really - I'd hate to go to bed at 4 in the afternoon! But if I could get cozy in some <a href="http://www.stargatecinema.com/">home theater furniture</a>, relax, and watch a movie - that would be perfect!<br /><br />One thing is for sure - you won't catch me staying up that late again any time soon! Sheesh!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506778706839256847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5585049444198701583.post-81663458751277423612007-11-27T23:33:00.000-06:002007-11-27T23:40:13.528-06:00Indigestion! Indigestion!I've got some dumb song stuck in my head and I'm not even sure what song it is! I have the worst indigestion - it seems like just about anything can give me indigestion lately. And the song that is stuck in my head is a made up one!<br /><br />You know the guys that did the 'Conjunction, Junction - What's Your Function?' song... It's that educational cartoon that used to come on Saturday mornings between our 'real' cartoons. And one of those songs is repeating endlessly in my head with its words changed to .... you guessed it!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><img src="http://img374.imageshack.us/img374/97/18ia.gif" alt="Singer" /> "In - di - </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">ges</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> - tion! </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">In</span><span style="font-weight: bold;">- di - ges - tion!" <img src="http://img374.imageshack.us/img374/97/18ia.gif" alt="Singer" /></span><br /><br />So silly!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506778706839256847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5585049444198701583.post-81229379687193907042007-11-19T08:03:00.000-06:002007-11-19T08:19:05.055-06:00I pinked my shag again!Well, ok, it might not exactly still qualify as a 'shag', but, it is definitely layered! And I have once again added pink to it! And I have a young friend up in Canada (Hi Alyssa!) who recently had some pink highlights put in, as well! And so I tried to do a 'dedication chunk' to her, but, I discovered that it was really tricky to get a 'chunk' of hair colored when your hair is so layered. I did it as much as I could, though. Here's my 'Dedicated to Alyssa' chunk:<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y80/lisamariemary/Pink%20hair%20-%20Nov%202007/100_0375.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Ain't it pretty? I just love that shot! I only wish the chunk had been from the top of my head down, but, that was two separate sections of hair, because of the layering, and so I couldn't figure out how to do it without making a big mess!<br /><br />And here I am, being a total weirdo, stretching up so you can see the pink chunk:<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y80/lisamariemary/Pink%20hair%20-%20Nov%202007/100_0373.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;">That wasn't working so well, so that's when I decided the closeup would be better.<br /><br />And here's just me:<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y80/lisamariemary/Pink%20hair%20-%20Nov%202007/100_0385.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Hopefully, you can see in that shot, there's a good bit of it in my bangs, too. And then I did the highlights very softly all around and a bunch on the tips. I like the way it came out.<br /><br />It's so much fun to do, and it gives me such an uplift to my spirit. I really enjoy doing stuff like that to my hair - it just perks me up a bit! And it's so easy on the <a href="http://www.wamu.com/personal/checking_account/default.asp">checking account</a>, because, since I'm only doing highlights, and my hair is now short - I got to use that same box of color around four times! So that is definitely cool! If I had to go spend $65 every time I wanted this done, it would be such a bummer! It's fun to have it done professionally sometimes, but, I sure wouldn't want to pay that all the time!<br /></div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506778706839256847noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5585049444198701583.post-71611536758531284752007-11-18T19:07:00.000-06:002008-11-06T20:45:28.839-06:00I conquered 'The Beast'!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3nRyq8G7wFxv3oiu4IWVrL8ttDr5vd12jDNnm_n46PZ5jtAcDGf8K4bZNVaM0gnZl9bjcKsCMsWqfUROXBirWMqqJUHwX5-Y-MfNBiVl-OT0yd3LARbm8jh9dQ2mFq3yiKLuxzZqb33Y/s1600-h/100_0412.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3nRyq8G7wFxv3oiu4IWVrL8ttDr5vd12jDNnm_n46PZ5jtAcDGf8K4bZNVaM0gnZl9bjcKsCMsWqfUROXBirWMqqJUHwX5-Y-MfNBiVl-OT0yd3LARbm8jh9dQ2mFq3yiKLuxzZqb33Y/s320/100_0412.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134352884516892626" border="0" /></a><br />The other day I was telling you about my 'Little San Fransisco' neighborhood that I live in and how I was going to 'Conquer the Beast' - the <a href="http://naturallylisa.blogspot.com/2007/11/litawamo-setback.html">big hill</a> up the street from me. Well, I did it! I conquered The Beast! It was hard, and I had to stop once in the middle to catch my breath and make sure my legs hadn't fallen off, but, I made it! <br /><br />This was last Wednesday, and I haven't been back out since - so I've done a horrible job with my LiTaWaMo. I have done wonderful, in that I keep getting 'back on that horse'!<br /><br />We've had a lot of chaos in our lives lately, though. My middle son just got sick with asthmatic bronchitis and missed a whole week of school. My daughter just celebrated her eleventh birthday and had some activities at school, and my parents are coming into town in a couple of days.<br /><br />So I'm still plugging along, but, I'm not getting out there every day. The cool thing, was that my husband had just bought some new <a href="http://www.interstatebatteries.com">batteries</a> for my camera - so I took some wonderful pictures of the fall colors around here on my walk. I don't think I'll take my camera every time, as it was kind of obnoxious carrying it. And I wound up taking about one hundred pictures that day. If I kept that up, I'd have way too many pictures to deal with!<br /><br />I really want to get out there and walk tomorrow and Tuesday, so that when my mom is here she and I can walk - she loves taking walks and it is so beautiful out here, that it will be nice to be able to to do that with her. And I figure taking walks the next two days will loosen me up a bit for it.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506778706839256847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5585049444198701583.post-23567217733822816812007-11-08T12:52:00.000-06:002008-11-06T20:45:29.052-06:00LiTaWaMo setback<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://naturallylisa.blogspot.com/2007/11/litawamo-kickoff-time.html"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX4uii06R188OI-jzBqJGcpghLjyUy4wsuStsKvJfPW0fwXlnU0VakMnLLw5Jc_CEldfXSfwypizBkL9TLebHj9uoUeSTeLaDwqgSZ_sx83QxEpfev_eGBVA1rdjhuS_zquuhWwoLeP-E/s320/litawamo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130546958817629698" border="0" /></a><br />Well, I had another bad migraine yesterday, so my walk didn't get taken. And I didn't have any extra walks from prior days to bank on this time!<br /><br />So I'll just have to take two walks today. I might walk the dog first, because, I have to be gentle with him and not take him too far or on too steep of hills, because, he is handicapped. We have had three different diagnoses from three different docs - hip dysplasia, spinal deformity, leg deformity. The last vet (curse him!) went so far as to call my sweet Puppy 'lame'. Lame? Way to break a mother's heart, dude! And shoot! This dog could outrun that doc any day! Just not for long distances. He is good at short spurts, you know?<br /><br />So I'll take him on his semi-easy walk, and then I think I'll attempt 'the hill'. Does that sound ominous? Haha! I call my neighborhood "Little San Francisco" and the hill that is on my street is ...WOW! It's a monster!<br /><br />I'll see if I can take a camera with me and snap a picture of it for you!<br /><br />So I'm getting back on the horse! I also didn't blog on <a href="http://lisamariemary.com/">LisaMarieMary.com</a> for NaBloPoMo yesterday, and I'm really bummed about that. But I'm just going to get back on <span style="font-style: italic;">that</span> horse, too!<br /><br />A fresh new day - a fresh new perspective!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506778706839256847noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5585049444198701583.post-68361231503033996622007-11-02T13:50:00.001-05:002008-11-06T20:45:29.274-06:00Our Daily Bread - Thanks, Bro!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSF2cXDfqynyd9-jVKF0GgMkxTsl98CqvRnsbTq-lvuxM2ulQyPZWoNFfVOpPlSgHvwQbpReH-MntjQ1to7Je2gRUcxg5agYk-iR5RxHpGeSsv98W5tC0RxysBNsfTNNvyJRA8832H2QA/s1600-h/Our+Daily+Bread.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSF2cXDfqynyd9-jVKF0GgMkxTsl98CqvRnsbTq-lvuxM2ulQyPZWoNFfVOpPlSgHvwQbpReH-MntjQ1to7Je2gRUcxg5agYk-iR5RxHpGeSsv98W5tC0RxysBNsfTNNvyJRA8832H2QA/s320/Our+Daily+Bread.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128317625437879730" border="0" /></a><br />I just got this in an email from my brother. He said that his company sends one out every day, and that this one really resonated with him. He sent it to the family, thinking it might resonate with us, too. And it did. And it does. I believe this with all my heart.<br /><br />So often in life, we don't do things, because, we are waiting until we can do them 'right'. That is just plain silly. I'm quite certain God is not wholly concerned with whether or not you are in a church, kneeling, folding your hands in the proper way, etc.<br /><br />Did you forget to hit your knees this morning? Then talk to him in the car on the freeway. Have a little chat with him at your desk. Heck, talk to him all day long - he is your friend! He wants to hear from you!<br /><br />So yeah, my brother hit the nail on the head - I needed to be reminded of this today! Thanks, bro!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506778706839256847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5585049444198701583.post-29201831302502417682007-11-01T19:37:00.000-05:002008-11-06T20:45:29.510-06:00LiTaWaMo - Kickoff time!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVDTy41OKiEMLaGUUCY7jAhfpq4ulSke_1b_TFOPmhZYU4UV0_Al96bQUxq8A5vTlcSgBZqw-YExKc9_dii-3FJB8d7qyxsrFTMlkCiHGHVTTvEDWT2eqCPZli8QpmNpGcMzMsD4LOfRQ/s1600-h/litawamo125x125.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVDTy41OKiEMLaGUUCY7jAhfpq4ulSke_1b_TFOPmhZYU4UV0_Al96bQUxq8A5vTlcSgBZqw-YExKc9_dii-3FJB8d7qyxsrFTMlkCiHGHVTTvEDWT2eqCPZli8QpmNpGcMzMsD4LOfRQ/s320/litawamo125x125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128036287900122530" border="0" /></a>Ok, folks - it's time to get serious. Or, at least, a <span style="font-style: italic;">little</span> bit serious. As I'm doing <a href="http://nablopomo.ning.com/">NaBloPoMo</a> (National Blog Posting Month) over on <a href="http://lisamariemary.com/2007/11/01/nablopomo-kickoff-time/">LisaMarieMary.com</a>, I thought I would borrow from that and do a 'walking one' for myself! I started out with 'National', but, soon realized I'd need to change it to 'Lisa's' ....as, it's just me. And the only thing 'National' <span style="font-style: italic;">about</span> me is the spread of my....<br /><br />Yeah, well, you get the point. I'm going to make every effort possible to walk every single day this month. Even if it is just a little, short walk (because I'm busy, tired, sick...) I would like to walk every day.<br /><br />And should I succeed (I <span style="font-style: italic;">will</span> succeed, I <span style="font-style: italic;">will</span> succeed) - by the end of the month, I should have a nice habit established, as it only takes twenty-one times of doing something to make it a habit. Sounds like a plan, eh? Yep, I thought so, too.<br /><br />And, I'll get back on track with my <a href="http://naturallylisa.blogspot.com/2007/01/daily-to-do-list.html">Healthy Habits</a> while I'm at it, too. I'm gonna need a couple of days to get going on that list, though. <br /><br />And we're pretty low on water bottles right now - eeks! I'm gonna have to make sure the old man gets us some more this weekend, as there is <span style="font-style: italic;">no way</span> I am drinking this tap water out here. Yuck! When we lived in Texas, and we ran out of water bottles before grocery day, I could put tap water in the bottles, refrigerate them, and when they were nice and cold, they were totally drink-able. This water out here is seriously yuck-o, though! So that's kind of a bummer, because, I feel trapped, or stuck to ...well, you know - dependent, on those damn bottles. And that just sucks.<br /><br />That's okay, though - it'll work out. And today - I actually took <span style="font-style: italic;">TWO</span> walks! (No, I won't cheat and count that for two <span style="font-style: italic;">days</span>!)<img src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/10.gif" alt="Tongue Out 11" /> My silly Puppy decided to poop in a neighbor's yard, and as he <span style="font-style: italic;">never</span> used to do that - I didn't have a bag with me! So I took Puppy home, and went back to retrieve his fecal matter. Ewww! For five whole years, Puppy spoiled me by <span style="font-style: italic;">only</span> pooping at home! And now, the last two walks, he has pooped out and about! Gah! It's back to carrying bags for me, just like I did when he was a puppy and I didn't know of his 'only poop at home' rule - the one that is no more.... <img src="http://img117.exs.cx/img117/6721/o4fsad.gif" alt="Sad" /><br /><br />Wow - I ended the last <span style="font-style: italic;">two</span> paragraphs on a sour note. That last one - literally <span style="font-style: italic;">and</span> figuratively! I'll have to remedy that. Here's some happiness and sunshine:<br /><br />Thirty days of walking is going to be <span style="font-style: italic;">so good</span> for me! I'm going to feel <span style="font-style: italic;">so</span> good and it's going to become a habit! I'll be able to keep up better with the kids and zip my pants up easier. Life will be absolutely, terrifically perfect.<br /><br />Was that better?<img src="http://img104.exs.cx/img104/6503/wink9qa.gif" alt="Winking 2" />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506778706839256847noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5585049444198701583.post-6982143471259874322007-10-23T14:54:00.000-05:002007-11-08T13:00:25.641-06:00Ok, so I'm not the sharpest crayon in the box....You know that <a href="http://naturallylisa.blogspot.com/2007/10/mean-old-blood-drawin-lady.html">ouchy arm</a> of mine? Ok, yeah - so well, my arm has been hurting up by my shoulder, so after I got out of the shower....I put some Freeze It on it. And it helped, but, now my elbow is hurting. But, that's neither here nor there...<br /><br />Back to that dull crayon business...I was in the kitchen doing dishes, and I got hot in the corner there with all that hot water running. So I was sweating a bit.<br /><br />Here's where I get dumb. I take off my glasses to oh-so-daintily wipe the sweat from each side of the brow with each shoulder....in my most feminine way, of course.<br /><br />However, if you will step back a line or two ....to where I said I put Freeze It on my shoulder?<br /><br />Yeah - I rubbed it all across my eye! Smooth!<br /><br />I felt my face getting tingly warm, and I thought, 'What the heck?'<br /><br />Yeah, so - I wiped my eye again - with a clean section of my shirt. A non-Freeze It'd section, that is.<br /><br />My vision was blurry for about half an hour, but, I think we're okay now. Yeah.<br /><br />Just remember, folks - Freeze It + eyeballs - not the best combination! Like I needed to tell <span style="font-style: italic;">you</span> that! It's only us Lucy Ricardo-types that need that information actually shared with us!<br /><br />Oh yeah - and that <a href="http://naturallylisa.blogspot.com/2007/10/mean-old-blood-drawin-lady.html">ouchy arm</a>? It looks worse today - you know how bruises go through their loverly array of colors....<br /><br />I'll try to snap a pic if the camera will cooperate - it keeps eating the batteries!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506778706839256847noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5585049444198701583.post-12155093981764420622007-10-22T20:51:00.000-05:002008-11-06T20:45:29.903-06:00Mean old blood-drawin' lady!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlc1jbXY9ZSR-GUyDNI12_ioDGTH3zVtk-zrwAHe5C4tGp7kGp-2VAFdIETl31rzObtouUAZ01ts5b5WsZ6Dr5HiyMoRar9ybh_8YL00wFQQnwwt-6_yGV-AZnVZmGJBSn2s_AlNEn-LE/s1600-h/I+am+weird.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlc1jbXY9ZSR-GUyDNI12_ioDGTH3zVtk-zrwAHe5C4tGp7kGp-2VAFdIETl31rzObtouUAZ01ts5b5WsZ6Dr5HiyMoRar9ybh_8YL00wFQQnwwt-6_yGV-AZnVZmGJBSn2s_AlNEn-LE/s320/I+am+weird.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124351566922697618" border="0" /></a><br />Let me tell you what my captions say, as I'm just getting the hang of my JengoFett! Ok, it's not really called that - but, that's just how I remember it! It's really called Jing - you can find it at JingProject.com. It's really pretty cool, I'm just not that great with it yet. Anyhoo - counter-clockwise from the top.....<span style="font-weight: bold;">(1)</span> Those are birthmarks! Not ouchy! <span style="font-weight: bold;">(2)</span> Ouchy #1. Regular blood-draw bruising. Site of needle prick. :( <span style="font-weight: bold;">(3)</span> Even made the crook of my arm red. Wah! <span style="font-weight: bold;">(4)</span> Ouchy #2. Site of pure evil. In 22 years of psych. treatment, never had one of these. WTH is it, anyway? A blood blister? A blood somethin?<br /><br />Ok, and then I just had to include an 'un-touched' photo for pure documentation purposes. Either that, or I'm just a weirdo.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG3LWkeNAsdXe-JQB0FPE9_bHK-waO4Yp4S7hajIIlozKLJqRwXDv_b2g8DGeCQlqM0AnylQR9eOvvpMVpMbZuTqTRBE7G1EQbSq7sWKPxtQPqw5t_gOabHoFrBWmzp8ZedA5ZKuIKjNA/s1600-h/Ouchy+arm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG3LWkeNAsdXe-JQB0FPE9_bHK-waO4Yp4S7hajIIlozKLJqRwXDv_b2g8DGeCQlqM0AnylQR9eOvvpMVpMbZuTqTRBE7G1EQbSq7sWKPxtQPqw5t_gOabHoFrBWmzp8ZedA5ZKuIKjNA/s320/Ouchy+arm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124345227550968706" border="0" /></a>Yes, it is true. I am a wimp. And I'm also a nerd who likes to show off her 'injuries'! HA!<br /><br />Anyhoo - had some blood drawn today to test the level of Tegretol in my system and to make sure it's not completely killing my liver - yet.<br /><br />And I was horribly injured! Horribly! It was awful!!<br /><br />Ok, I might just be exaggerating....just a tad. But, I did find it interesting that I got some type of blood blister thingy this time. That's never happened before. And even the crook of my arm was reddened.<br /><br />I think my body just would like to keep all of it's blood. Thank you very much.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506778706839256847noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5585049444198701583.post-86770084866302719902007-10-22T20:50:00.000-05:002007-10-22T20:51:40.966-05:00Pregnant mare up there?I was just looking closer at the sweet horses in my header, and I'm thinking the one on the right is a precious and pregnant mare! Anyone else agree with that? :)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506778706839256847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5585049444198701583.post-27679379525664243402007-10-22T06:26:00.000-05:002007-10-22T06:51:41.175-05:00Grandmamom's old red traincase<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" >I have my grandmother's old red traincase on my dresser and I just love it and love having it there, out in the open like that! I miss the old <a href="http://www.luggagesource.com/IBS/SimpleCat/Shelf/ASP/Hierarchy/0O.html">luggage sets</a>, the way they looked when I was a kid and when my grandmother was a young woman.<span style=""> </span>But also, having it in here, in plain view, makes me feel like I have a piece of my grandmother in my room with me.<span style=""> </span>And that just fills my spirit with warmth.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" ><o:p></o:p>I also think of the days when my grandmother and her sisters and brother would ride the train to go somewhere.<span style=""> </span>Traveling was a big deal then, a big affair.<span style=""> </span>Everyone would get dressed up and it was a real treat.<span style=""> </span>The journey itself was actually part of the trip.<span style=""> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" ><o:p></o:p>I know the one time that I took the train, I absolutely loved it!<span style=""> </span>I cannot wait until I can take my own kids for a train ride.<span style=""> </span>Even if we only go a short way like I did (from Dallas to Austin) we will have so much fun!<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" ><o:p> </o:p>I know we have a lot of totally cool modern conveniences in this day and time (the internet!<span style=""> </span>could NOT live without it!) but, there are just some things about the past that seem so special and so magical.<span style=""> </span>And I see a little bit of that 'magic' in my mind's eye every time I glance over at my dresser!</span><span style=";font-family:";font-size:100%;" ><o:p></o:p></span></p>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506778706839256847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5585049444198701583.post-70306997012033270052007-10-21T21:05:00.000-05:002007-10-22T21:40:42.551-05:00Too many clothes!<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" >I have absolutely got to get my clothing nightmare cleaned out!<span style=""> </span>I have way too many clothes, and they are just not getting put away.<span style=""> </span>But I have noticed recently that the few clothes that I do wear are the only ones that really get ‘touched’ by me.<span style=""> </span>And I had a light bulb moment that I should totally get rid of some.<span style=""> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" >I have been hanging onto way too many clothes.<span style=""> </span>I had some lovely, sweet people give me hand-me-downs, around the same time.<span style=""> </span>And it just overwhelmed me, because, there were so many clothes all at once.<span style=""> </span>So I need to just buckle down and get to going through them.<span style=""> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" >The other issue is that I am hanging onto clothes that just don’t fit me anymore.<span style=""> </span>I keep thinking that ‘overweight’ is a temporary condition (which I really do hope and pray it is) but, it’s been six years now.<span style=""> </span>And hanging onto some of those clothes is just plain silly.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" >I’m going to use the tactic I learned from either FlyLady or Marilu Henner – I can’t remember which one of them it was, they both just totally rock, in my book!<span style=""> </span>Anyway, the tactic is you have to either <i style="">totally</i> love the item – or wear it frequently – or it’s gone!<span style=""> </span>Some of the items I know that I will keep are my wedding dress, my high school dance dresses (there are only four of them) and stuff like that.<span style=""> </span>But other stuff, that I don’t completely love, and I’m just thinking, ‘I may be able to wear that as soon as I lose weight…’ – forget it!<span style=""> </span>It’s gone!<span style=""> </span>It’s going to be hard, but, I am really working hard to simplify my life and make things easier and more manageable, and this is one thing that has definitely gotten out of control!<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" >One thing that I am afraid of is not having very many clothes left when I am done.<span style=""> </span>This really would be a good thing, though, as it would simplify things so much, and as I <i style="">do</i> lose weight, I can go and buy new and pretty things.<span style=""> </span>(My clothes really are pretty scrappy, anyway.)<span style=""> </span>I could just buy one thing here and there, and eventually wind up with a nice wardrobe.<span style=""> </span>It would be so cool if I had a friend with a plus-size store, so I could get <a href="http://www.clothing4all.com/">wholesale clothing</a> prices.<span style=""> </span>Then I could really build up my wardrobe nicely.<span style=""> </span>But then, of course, maybe I’d wind up in the same pickle I’m in now – too many clothes!<span style=""> </span>LOL!<o:p></o:p></span></p>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506778706839256847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5585049444198701583.post-87708822606967797212007-10-21T20:29:00.000-05:002007-10-22T21:41:33.693-05:00Halloween cuteness<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="">Sammie really wanted to embrace nature this Halloween and be a tiger.<span style=""> </span>She is completely obsessed with tigers right now.<span style=""> </span>I'm not sure how she got off course of that, but, now she is going to be a vampire lady.<span style=""> </span>Her costume is really pretty, but, I think kids in <a href="http://www.thejunglestore.com/Gift-Catalog/Animal-masks-adult-masks-and-children-masks">animal masks</a> are just so cute.<span style=""> </span>Of course, I imagine that had she gone ahead with that costume, we wouldn't have used a mask.<span style=""> </span>The one time that I was a cat, I wore a headband with ears attached to it and painted my face to look like a cat.<span style=""> </span>And that is more along the lines of what Sammie had been talking about.<span style=""> </span>And I bet she would've made the cutest tiger ever!<span style=""> </span>Well, maybe we'll have to try that out next year.<span style=""> </span>This year - vampire queen it is! </span></span><span style=""><o:p></o:p></span></p>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506778706839256847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5585049444198701583.post-23725186901709614432007-10-18T13:50:00.001-05:002011-03-24T11:44:22.302-05:00Cooling pads for my migrainesThe other day, I think it was Tuesday, I started getting a migraine. This was not surprising at all, as I get them pretty frequently. My migraines can be a nuisance to the whole family - plans get canceled, children have to play quietly, friends can't come over (or have to go home) and all of the lighting in the house gets turned down. They all get so sick of mom going around turning all of the lights off!<br />
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But then I remembered what my mom had put in my Christmas stocking! Cooling pads to go on my head when my head starts hurting! Awesome!<br />
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These things feel so good, but, they only really help if I use them early on in the headache. I didn't get it on quite early enough that day, but, I did get it on soon enough to offer <span style="font-style: italic;">some</span> relief.<br />
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Anyway, being the geeky blogger that I am, I thought I should photo-document the occasion. But then I discovered that my camera was out of batteries. So I went into my daughter's room and swiped hers. It's just a cheapy little thing, but, it does the job. So the pics aren't the best quality, but, that's ok. You get to see what the pads look like and how adorable I look with one on.<br />
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You can see how red my face gets with the migraines, too, though. *sigh*<br />
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Anyway, I'm a dork and here's my migraine-y pics:<br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y80/lisamariemary/PHOT0004-2.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y80/lisamariemary/PHOT0003-1.jpg" /></a></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506778706839256847noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5585049444198701583.post-77265802501424544542007-10-17T22:14:00.000-05:002007-10-17T22:35:48.537-05:00I ordered 'You On a Diet' and it got here!Do you remember the other day - my telling you about how badly that I wanted the book, <a href="http://naturallylisa.blogspot.com/2007/10/you-on-diet.html">You On a Diet</a>? Well, I gave in and ordered it for myself! And it came in the mail yesterday! I am so excited! I really want to go lock myself up in my bedroom for a few days and just read, read, read it! But, we all know that is nothing more than a silly pipe dream. I just really love the way Dr. Oz and Dr. Roizen explain things - all the time when I hear them talking, light bulbs are going off. "Oh! I get it!" "Now I see!" They just make everything make sense. I really just cannot wait to dig in!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506778706839256847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5585049444198701583.post-77996318052450624112007-10-10T17:53:00.000-05:002008-11-06T20:45:30.314-06:00I'm needing to update my look<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoT_fAvXqEGcss7Mu9UlSZL9cQnz-ExWC6a5QWkDxuFixsunoXNn3a33-KcSS_8xCXUnsmx6TRQxrqJixQUagtNTVGsYavkUoOkimXO-wfKyYvhizNiw2tr_MZbfdmNVEk-M7Gf2Mayb0/s1600-h/10_10_2007+07_39+PM.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoT_fAvXqEGcss7Mu9UlSZL9cQnz-ExWC6a5QWkDxuFixsunoXNn3a33-KcSS_8xCXUnsmx6TRQxrqJixQUagtNTVGsYavkUoOkimXO-wfKyYvhizNiw2tr_MZbfdmNVEk-M7Gf2Mayb0/s320/10_10_2007+07_39+PM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119872397069306562" border="0" /></a><br />I was thinking last night and today that I might trim my hair and color it again. And then I came across the coolest new online tool to help me decide what I want to do to make myself over. It's called <a href="http://www.makeoversolutions.com/">MakeoverSolutions.com</a> and it was <span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">SO MUCH FUN</span></span>!!! I could do that just about every day! What a fun way to try out new looks!<br /><br />I had a little trouble, because, my hair wasn't pulled out of the way completely - so I had to pick a <a href="http://www.makeoversolutions.com/?gad=CKmznusCEggiiqf1NNeafBirg7T-AyCR37IY&utm_source=PPP&utm_medium=blogs">hairstyle</a> that had hair on my face. Ok, here, let me show you what I mean:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfpLJ-JInOni3XJChkEdEQR_FRcQVR-ktFr1swXbunaD75dUqdJdgxK9aNmFUnyLfXn_vMwZQTTvJvRqEF_aVLXPjISa5LaysjORcUmdm0pxm19b5HNsLWV331ejb1eJbM0zuHQYvLcbo/s1600-h/Makeover.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfpLJ-JInOni3XJChkEdEQR_FRcQVR-ktFr1swXbunaD75dUqdJdgxK9aNmFUnyLfXn_vMwZQTTvJvRqEF_aVLXPjISa5LaysjORcUmdm0pxm19b5HNsLWV331ejb1eJbM0zuHQYvLcbo/s320/Makeover.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119869386297232050" border="0" /></a>See how I left hair on my forehead on the right side, and how you can see the length of my hair - so that limited my choices of what I could pick. But it mostly limited me to choices I would have picked anyway.<br /><br />Don't I look cute!!! I have wanted to do purple highlights for a long time! And now I've finally gotten to see what it would look like. I've done pink highlights plenty of times, in fact that is what I have in my bathroom right now that I was considering doing tonight. But I haven't done purple ones yet, and I think they would look so pretty!<br /><br />It was so much fun putting on the makeup and so amazing that it landed in the right spots, with so many obstacles in the way. The biggest of those I think would be the way that my left eyelid sags, but, the makeup still looks pretty good! That was just so much fun! (Did I already say that?)<br /><br />This software was so detailed, down to shape of your lips! It was so cool, and there were so many things to add and do. I mean, just for lips, there was lipliner, lipstick, and lipgloss! I only used lipgloss, because, that is all I do in real life. And there was celebrity hair and just plain hairstyles. And then, of course, all of the color and highlights and lowlights. Oh, and you can make the hair wider and higher, if need be.<br /><br />The details are just awesome - this was just a ton of fun!<br /><img src="http://tinyurl.com/22vfhe" />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506778706839256847noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5585049444198701583.post-71043159586022923582007-10-07T23:49:00.001-05:002007-10-17T15:00:35.988-05:00You On a Diet<div style="text-align: left;">I'm sure pretty much everyone has heard of this book - it was written by Mehmet C. Oz and Michael F. Roizen. I've been wanting it for a while now. I saw them on Oprah and I was immediately taken with them. I don't know if I saw them before or after buying their other book, <span style="font-style: italic;">You: The Owner's Manual</span>. I love that one, too, although I haven't finished it. There is a lot to take in there!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><iframe src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=myveryownma0e-20&o=1&p=8&l=as1&asins=0743292545&fc1=000000&IS2=1&lt1=_blank&lc1=0000FF&bc1=000000&bg1=FFFFFF&f=ifr" style="width: 120px; height: 240px;" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" frameborder="0" scrolling="no"></iframe></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;">But I would really love to dive into <span style="font-style: italic;">You: On a Diet</span>, as that is one of the primary focuses of my life right now - getting healthy by losing this weight! I know I don't need their book to lose weight, or to start losing weight, but, knowing more about what exactly you're doing to your body with the foods you ingest and the activity/non-activity you involve yourself in, has got to be helpful. And they have an <a href="http://www.realage.com/doctorcenter/intro.aspx?cbr=YOAD04">online community</a> that corresponds with this book, and it looks like it might even be free - I'm going to check it out and I'll let you know!<br /></div><br />And I just love the way they talk/write. Just listening to them is inspiring to me. So if anyone is in need of some <a href="http://www.canvasondemand.com/christmasgiftideas">christmas gift ideas</a> - that book would be a good place to start!</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506778706839256847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5585049444198701583.post-61250804956494043632007-10-07T23:30:00.000-05:002007-10-07T23:43:39.700-05:00Lunch with Sammie is a good workoutYes, it's true - going to lunch with my sweet daughter is a good workout. I no longer have access to a car in the daytime, so I ask my sweet friend, Belinda, to take me up to the school at Sammie's lunchtime. And then I walk home. I don't want Belinda to have to wait on me or sit through that raucous lunch with us. And I don't want to ask her to come back in thirty minutes. And I desperately need to get my butt moving, anyway. So I walk home.<br /><br />It<span style="font-style: italic;"> is</span> only a mile. But a long and hard mile it can be, that's for sure. Well, this last time wasn't so bad. I took another route, on which I think the incline was easier - we live at the top of a hill. And also - the last time I took that walk - the temperatures were in the 100's!! So it definitely helped for it not to be so swelteringly hot. But I still definitely got a good workout from it. And it was a nice, peaceful time to just mentally relax.<br /><br />So I'm definitely going to have to continue doing that. Sammie gets to see me at school, I get to be a little more involved at school, and I get a workout out of it! You see, because, ever since I started my <a href="http://www.foxyjewelry.com/">home based business</a>, I just don't get as much time at school. So <span>i</span>t's a win-win-win!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506778706839256847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5585049444198701583.post-35241469832405363392007-10-07T22:32:00.001-05:002010-05-03T08:30:42.268-05:00Swarming ticks<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-Qq08yTPwrMkvAbK46ubUoIfPEhRfkI0-5b7IYAUKzshTHUpjHM1MlXEQ9GsC2XO4iw-ZT4INS_IFbDmTl__1ocLfkCOzrW-gDn0udrxQz_cQYPxcmMQyK5yvN7SfaofyKO2-JaajQ6k/s1600-h/180px-Tick_2_(aka).jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118806394776373890" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-Qq08yTPwrMkvAbK46ubUoIfPEhRfkI0-5b7IYAUKzshTHUpjHM1MlXEQ9GsC2XO4iw-ZT4INS_IFbDmTl__1ocLfkCOzrW-gDn0udrxQz_cQYPxcmMQyK5yvN7SfaofyKO2-JaajQ6k/s320/180px-Tick_2_(aka).jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 80px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 76px;" /></a>The other day we went to Mark's cousin's house for dinner. They live out in the woods, right up to a lake. It really is beautiful out there! But, it is <span style="font-style: italic;">very</span> woodsy! And they have two outdoor, free-roaming dogs. The dogs are very sweet, and very loving to humans - but, they are <span style="font-style: italic;">definitely</span> outdoor dogs.<br />
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We had some really good food for dinner - too good, in fact. It was so good that I ate way too much and I was feeling really super stuffed! So Sammie and I went outside to go for a walk. Now I know that Mark and the kids have gotten really bad chigger bites out there and he has told them to stay out of the woods when they are there.<br />
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But as we are a very 'off-trail' family, I thought that he meant to stay out of woods in that way, like no going off the trail. See, there is a dirt road out in the back of the house that goes through the woods a little bit. So Sammie and I went walking on that road a little bit.<br />
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We came in after a little while and everyone decided to watch a movie. As we were sitting there, Sammie and I were getting so itchy. And then I kept feeling things crawling on me, so I would look and see this little, tiny black bug and pick it off. It kept happening again and again. I thought, "Gosh, their dogs really were covered in a lot of fleas!"<br />
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But then when we got home, I noticed that I still had a few more, and they were not fleas! They were ticks! OH MY GAWD! I have never had more than one tick on me at once, much less, a whole swarm of the little buggers and I'd never seen ticks so small! I immediately stripped down and checked every inch of me. And the thing that freaked me OUT was that they were so tiny! I was terrified that I wouldn't be able to find them all, especially in my dark hair. It was nuts, absolutely nuts!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwyuD35bVpHIJfvOHvF8XnbgDMAdIMh0tpjbU5YHMjWNDlK_LeS7_j-kYujILLhpwgfaGrpsEtfJiJxi7gAqgJrMB2oR-hqgmMy5buy1b9tiXy-aE1rp8VONQOCPeDVCwJ_pHW6cI4Jmg/s1600-h/180px-Tick_male_size_comparison_(aka).jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118815972553443986" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwyuD35bVpHIJfvOHvF8XnbgDMAdIMh0tpjbU5YHMjWNDlK_LeS7_j-kYujILLhpwgfaGrpsEtfJiJxi7gAqgJrMB2oR-hqgmMy5buy1b9tiXy-aE1rp8VONQOCPeDVCwJ_pHW6cI4Jmg/s320/180px-Tick_male_size_comparison_(aka).jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /></a><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">(That's a tick compared to the head of a match.)<br />
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</div>And with so many people getting Lyme disease lately, it just really freaked me out! I had one on my ankle so small that I almost couldn't get him off - I had to get tweazers. I put all my clothes in a trash bag to sit outside for a few days, and then I jumped in the shower. Because I was so afraid that I would miss some in my hair - I washed, rather - soaked, my hair in Dr. Bronner's soap. That stuff does a horrible job on my hair, but, it is so potent, I figured it would help. I didn't have any tea tree oil on hand, so I figured it was the next best thing. Then after that I soaked my head in Neutrogena T-Gel. That stuff is pretty potent, too. I was quite hopeful that between those two, no remaining survivors would be left. They would definitely deserve little, tiny tick trophies if they survived <span style="font-style: italic;">those</span> fumes!<br />
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But I haven't seen any since. Whew!<br />
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[Pictures courtesy of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tick">Wikipedia</a>.]Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03506778706839256847noreply@blogger.com1