Things I’m learning… If I live to be 101, it will not be because I was on the computer all hours of the day and night, but because of all hours of the day and night I spent laughing and spending time with myself and those I love. If I live to be 101, it
inspiration
Don’t change.
I am a doggone likeable person. I mean I AM realistic and know everyone doesn’t or can’t like me in the whole wide world, that’s not possible, but to my face at least, I don’t know of any enemies. I just kind of get along with everybody and I think I’m nice to everybody. But….
Southern Handful.
I am a big ol’ southern handful for some people. I know it, I own it, I admit it, and I kinda wanna apologize for it, and Lord knows, I have many a time, but I’m trying to learn not to. I am who I am. I am loud sometimes. I laugh with a
What happened?
I was looking in the mirror this morning and said, girl, what happened?? Then as I stood there, I thought I’ve earned this face and this body as imperfect as they are. I can love it or hate it but I can’t get away from it, it is me. I then reminded myself that…
Lessons Learned
Lessons I’ve learned: 1. Respect everyone starting with you. Respecting yourself sure gives you understanding on how to love other crazy people. 2. Keep your mind open and give chance a chance. The one you don’t take may be the one to change your life or teach you what not to do next time! 3.
If you can’t change it…
For many, many years I was addicted to Mary Engelbreit art. I love the bright colors and the youthfulness of everything she does! One day, in probably 1995, I came across this one in one of her planners. I fell in love with this image instantly and what it portrays and the words went on
Thoughts have power.
I don’t know about you but I have days in which this crazy mind acts like it wants to focus on my negative list instead of my positive list no matter what I do. Does anyone else do that? I’ll be saying, “Suck it up buttercup” while my brain is saying, “Yeah, but don’t forget
My list was…
Eat more donuts!!! There you have it, folks, easy peasy! Oh, wow, if only that were true!! Seriously, now (kind of). Since May 20, 2020, I am still down 9.6 pounds. The scales have lingered around that number for a few days which is frustrating! I equate my weight loss to bags of sugar so
I Want an Empty Cup!
I stumbled upon this quote recently and while I’ve heard it many times, it struck me so strongly. I thought about the irony of how I used to feel so empty. That emptiness caused me to feel useless, lost, hopeless… hollow. I thought I could fill it with things, with people, with activities, with work,
Beautifully Broken
I have a newfound love for the beach so much so it kind of shocks me. I used to think it was just uhh… too sandy and the water was scary (that part hasn’t changed much for me). I may have felt that way because I hated being in a bathing suit, because I had
There’s No Trophy.
I read an article a few weeks ago called, “There’s no trophy, Ashley.” It was powerful to me! It was based on being a new Mom but the moral applies to all aspects of life! I base this post on Ashley’s article, these are my own words, but I give absolute full credit to the
Revving the Engine.
Does anyone else feel like we’re kind of sitting at a really long red light? Our hands are gripping the steering wheel, we’ve got one foot on the brake and it’s getting tired, the other foot is on the gas pedal revving it a little (or a lot!) and we’re waiting… waiting for the light
