Surviving a bankruptcy and losing my homes was not easy.
Even though I knew they were just “things” I was losing, it was still painful. But, I had a distraction through it all, which made it so much easier.
I met Judd in November, just before the holiday season, and he took me to one holiday party after another. He sold advertising for a local publishing company, and his job came with a lot of invitations.
We had a lot of fun, and I felt like Cinderella.
For Christmas he gave me a beautiful silver cuff bracelet that he had specially ordered for me. He said it was a Wonder Woman bracelet, because I reminded him of her.
My Wonder Woman bracelet
The Highlands offer so many options to visit, and Cairngorm National Park was a must see for us.
The drive from Culloden to Coylumbridge was just over an hour away, and filled with beautiful scenery. Arriving at our hotel, we walked around a bit, had a light dinner and a quiet evening in. I got online and found what I thought would be a great hike for us for the next day.
After a restful evening, we found the path to the Craigellachie Nature Reserve. It wasn’t easy to find the place! Following Google’s map, we crossed over the spot several times from the main road, never seeing a sign.
So we parked in Aviemore and looked up the local information center. Armed with a map, we were sure to find the entrance to the park, and be on with our hike. But instead we found ourselves standing on a lane, looking every bit the tourists we were as we studied the map to find our way. Continue reading
Yesterday I posted that I am making some different food choices so I can still eat Italian food, but lose some unwanted fat also. I mentioned that I am trading zoodles for noodles and broccoli for bread.
I got a lot of good comments but my favorite came from Heike Yates of Pursue Your Spark. She said, eat whatever you want and exercise more.
As if it were that easy! Oh wait, it is that easy.
It’s all about effort. How much effort do you want to put into restricting your diet vs how much effort you put into exercise. I love to eat, so I better keep working out!
Thank you Heike, for the reminder.
Heike is a triathlete/IronMan competitor and practices what she preaches. Check out her FaceBook page, I think you’ll want to follow along!
Heike Yates – Pursue Your Spark
Last year in photography class I learned what a photo essay is and how to create one. It was one of the funnest assignments for that class.
A photo essay is a visual story and my challenge was to tell that story in only seven photos:
Lead photo: emotional portrait or action shot
The scene: set the stage and describe the scene of the story
Portraits: capture emotional expression, humanizing the story
The details: relevant object – be informative
Close-up: tightly cropped, simple shot represents the elements
The signature shot: summarizes the story, captures key elements
And the clincher: what do I want the viewer to walk away with?
I chose my son and his dog for the assignment. They have a love for each other that is beautiful and unconditional, as so many pet owners do. Continue reading
Are you good at laying low, and giving yourself time to just relax?
I’m beginning to think I’m not so good at it.
It’s a beautiful sunny 60 degree day here and the beach is calling me. Since I’m supposed to be laying low and recovering from a cold, I think a slow walk on the beach is in order.
Low tide at beautiful Hendry’s Beach
I’ll try not to look at the motorcycle or my bike as I head out. As tempting as they are, I know I need to give myself time to heal.
Drink, rest, repeat.
Happy Weekend. I hope your weekend brings you exactly what you need.
A week on the road with John sure set my diet and exercise back! Not only did I spend a lot of time sitting, but I also reverted to my husband’s eating schedule. Eating two big meals per day works well for him.
For me, that plan doesn’t work so well. In January I went back to eating the way I have for most of my life. I eat five times per day, making sure to get breakfast in within 30 minutes of waking up. And at 58, it’s how I keep my metabolism going.
That and exercise.
You know when you get something new and it becomes the favorite thing?
It get’s put at the top of the list and you almost forget the other things you love.
Every since we got our new bike, it has been the favorite new toy. And we have really enjoyed it!
running around the state on our new big bike
In January we pretty much spent every weekend on that bike. But this weekend we thought we’d dust off our other two wheelers and have some fun. Continue reading
Things are going pretty good in my life right now. You may have noticed, if you’ve been following me on one of my social media platforms. And, I’m grateful for this moment in time.
It’s not always like this, and I know it won’t last either. I’m not being negative or looking for trouble, I just know life is ever-changing. We go through good times, sometimes not even noticing how great those moments are, until we hit a low and wonder what the hell happened.
I’ve been through some very difficult, unhappy times in life. And man have I gone down the wrong path…more than once. I’m pretty sure I’ve known I was heading the wrong direction and saw warning signs, which I completely ignored.
Wonder why I do that?
Well, actually it’s John, but you get the point. It’s good to be home for the weekend!
We have been wanderers for the last month and a half and it’s been fun. We both love to travel, even if just a weekend road trip, but it is great to be home for a change.
I feel so lucky to live in a sunny warm climate, even though this morning’s walk was a chilly 49 degrees. As I headed out the door, I thought about last week and my accomplishments. I exercised and ate healthy every day.
So today marks my “reward” day, for staying on track all week. Continue reading
Here we are, 10 days into January 2018. Did you start a new diet/exercise program on New Year’s Day? If so, are you still on it?
It’s okay if you stopped…
I’ve tried a few different diets and not one of them has worked for me. By that I mean, I didn’t stick with them. And, if I can’t stick with it, it’s not going to work. So I quit.
You can’t be a quitter!
When heading to a destination, I’m generally the kind of person who wants to take the fastest route there. I even get a sense that I have to be in a hurry, because I want to get to where ever we are going, as fast as possible.
I realize I do that in my everyday life. Hurry.
For me, beach time alleviates stress. It’s almost impossible to hang on to stress or worry when I’m at the beach.
I’ve been feeling stressed these last few days, trying to get everything done before leaving on Weds for the East Coast. I have a hard time allowing myself time to fit in fun or even time at the beach.
Do you do that? How do you get rid of stress when you have so much on your plate?
Have you ever let someone else’s words dictate how you act, or react? I have. It’s not even a conscious thing, more of a subtle reflex really.
I denied that I have exercise-induced asthma for years. Partly because I try not to own a condition, like “I have asthma” or “I have ‘whatever’ ”. I don’t want it to define me. But another reason I ignored my asthma was because of what other people have said to me.
I’ve heard asthma described as a fake disease, or one that kids who need attention have. And I’ve heard this more than once, from several people. I wonder why that is? Why do some people decide that a condition is fake or nonsense? Continue reading
I love Thanksgiving week. Most people have a short workweek, and are planning menus and family get-togethers. I just finished my grocery shopping and bought way too much food for our small gathering on Thursday.
But I’m okay with having an abundance of food in the coffers. It makes me feel like I’m a good ‘provider’, having lots of food in the house. I’ve stepped up my exercise game so to speak, also. John and I have been walking at least 5 miles each day, and I’ve put in time at the gym too. Continue reading
There is something wonderful about starting my day watching a sunrise. John and I like to get up early and head out to watch the sun light up the world. It is one of our favorite things to do. Sometimes we ride our bikes, and other times we are on the road. We’ve climbed to the top of El Toro many times to catch the fist light of day.
Sunrise from the top of El Toro
I’ve made some decisions I’m very proud of and perhaps the best one was giving my boys a country/farm experience when they were growing up.
My boys spent their youth outside running, playing up in the tree fort, climbing trees, chasing bullfrogs, taking care of animals, and helping with all of the farm chores. We didn’t have cable television, and it was before the Internet, but they got plenty of entertainment outside.
Have you ever said, “Just a minute” to someone who was trying to get your attention? I used to say it all the time, especially to my kids.
One day when my youngest son was about five years old, he responded to my ‘just a minute’ with, “Why do adults make minutes seem like hours?” I stood there looking at him with my mouth opened to say something back, but no words came out.
There are some years in my life that don’t really stand out much. Just another year that went by with no life changing event or trauma. After everything I’ve been through, I kind of cherish those years. But 1992 was a year I remember fondly.
Buying a small farm and fixing it up was challenging, but so very rewarding. The day we moved into our little farm was my 32nd birthday, and Mother’s Day. I was born on Mother’s Day, so every few years or so, my birthday falls on that Sunday. When that happens most of my friends are busy celebrating Mother’s Day, and so I usually don’t count on a big to do.
That day was different.
…continued from part one
Remember I told you I was raised on a farm, right? Well, I was no stranger to the non-romantic side of farm life.
Sunday was ‘chicken day’ on our family farm. My dad would get a large pot of boiling water, grab a chicken and break it’s neck with his big strong hands, then grab it by it’s feet, dunk it in the hot water and hand it to one of us. All in one swift motion. I could barely hold up that stinky wet dead chicken with my left hand as I plucked its feathers out with my right.
So I should be able to handle a few inbred cats, right?