Quote for the day

Oh, the comfort - the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person - having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all right out, just as they are, chaff and grain together; certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and then with the breath of kindness blow the rest away.
~Dinah Craik, A Life for a Life, 1859

Sweet hubby and I had a disagreement. :(

I know in the end it will be ok. But right now I feel icky that it is not.

Health Screen

Where I work all employees were required to get a health screen for insurance purposes. It was a simple finger prick, height, weight, blood pressure deal. They recommended that we fast for the test.

I fasted from dinner to my appointed time. I got a great score but I felt horrible. Funny huh? Usually you feel bad when you are ill.

10 on Tuesday

I cannot commit to always doing this. But I thought I would give it a shot.

10 Songs That Make Me Cry:
1. Always on My Mind, I went on a summer trip with my grandparents. During the trip the Willie Nelson 8-track (i know gasp) got stuck in the car. We listened to this over and over again from Harlingen, TX all the way to Dallas. It reminds me of my grandmother who has died. It was the only one she sang along to.
2. Run for the Roses by Dan Fogelberg. Reminds me of my dad and one weekend he held me and paced the floor because I was sick.
3. Tonight I Wanna Cry by Keith Urban
4. No Other Way by Jack Johnson
5. She's Everything by Brad Paisley
6. Dixie Lullaby by Pat Green
7. St. Patrick's Day by John Mayer
8. One for My Baby by Frank Sinatra
9. Wonderful Tonight by Eric Clapton
10. All I Want is You by U2

Phone call

You know your children are smart when you get this phone call...

Son: Mom?

Me: Yes

Son: Ok so do I have to be running a fever not to go to school?

Me: Sigh (we took his temperature earlier. no fever. just a cough--school worthy). I think you should either be burning up or throwing up, yes.

Son: Really? I don't feel good.

Mom: I am sorry. If you start feeling bad, go to the nurse.

Son: I called Dad and he said I should go to school too.

Mom: Good.

Son: So I guess I will go. Maybe I will feel better.

Mom: Ok. Have a good day!

Son: Ok. Maybe I can go outside when I get home and ride my bike.

Mom: I thought you were sick.

Intraspective

When you see something wrong in your life you should endeavor to fix it. I am trying to do that but feel the need for explanation.

There was alot of turmoil in my childhood. What I learned from it was...avoidance. It is surprising how many things I avoid. I've not been to the dentist...in a LONG time. Why? No good reason. My dentist is far away and I don't want to choose a new one. How lame is that? I often avoid addressing problems or problematic relationships/people because it may lead to a fight—and I don't care to fight. So I end up neglecting myself or my wants/needs because of it. Why oh why?

I tend to be a compassionate helpful person. Aka: doormat. I am always doing things for others. Helping, hoping, trying to fix things for other people. This seemingly good behavior perpetuates folks to misuse, abuse, and ask unrealistic things of me. I am learning to say...umm...NO! It is amazingly freeing.

One of my friends mentioned that life doesn't happen to you. You are in control if it. You can just as easily have something good happen to you as something bad. Accidents, emergencies come and go...but one must plan for life to be good, no GREAT!

So this is what I am trying to do. It is shaky. And sometimes uncomfortable to make these life changes. But I think I will be better in the end.

Mystery Gifter

A nice gift was left at my desk today. No note. Just a gift.

The obvious suspects have been queried. No takers. The gifter remains at large.

Load it like you mean it

We are the proud owners of a cute old house. A cute old house with a barbie sized dishwasher.

Don't get me wrong I am thankful for a dishwasher. Period. But it is a small apartment/efficiency sized dishwasher...to fit where a lower cabinet once was. Sweet husband and sweet son are learning that dirty dishes go in said dishwasher. Now I just have to teach them to load it like they mean it.