Christmas has come and gone. The decorations remain (except for the tree), but the truth is the season is "over" for me on the 26th. We had a good season of celebration. My December scheduling worked out, and for the most part saved me much stress that comes with waiting too long on some things. Scott and I have even already discussed and written down things we want to tweak or do differently next year.
As for my little Project Adventure for December, we went Christmas caroling and distributed cookies to some of our friends. It was a lot of fun! We drove around looking at lights, and then ramdomly picked people we knew who lived near where we were. We only made 4 stops. Next year we are already planning on doing more - even the kids really enjoyed it. I had been almost certain they would balk at that idea. Nice to have a pleasant surprise!
Right now I am sitting on my sofa in front on the fire, watching snowflakes fall, with my honey. The kids are gone for the weekend so we can relax and celebrate our 21st wedding anniversary. The actual date is December 31, but it is so much more complicated (and expensive) to go out that night. While I would have loved to gone back to Naples this year, it was cost prohibitive and we didn't have a sitter(s) for that long.
This is wonderful! I can't remember when we were last at home alone. Sleeping as late as I want and just chilling around the house, it is fantastic. I love my kids. I've had little ones around for 24 years now, though. Scott and I were both talking this morning and we absolutely can't wait to have an empty nest. I know, I know, someone is going to tell me that I will be sad then, and maybe I will. But to tell you the truth, I'm not sad one bit about our oldest having left the nest and created her own. She has a wonderful husband, they are building a fanstastic life together, and they love the Lord. What more could a parent want?
Yesterday after they all left, we sort of felt like it was a taste of the future - what we might be doing the day after Christmas in years to come. Taking down the tree, just the two of us. Sitting down to a late lunch of Christmas dinner leftovers on china plates with cloth napkins. Washing up that little bit of dishes. Deciding at the last minute (AFTER I enjoyed a long soak with a good book in my giant tub) to run out to dinner instead of cooking something - at 7:00 which is gloriously late for us. It's not about a big weekend of grand romance, just a simple weekend at home. Yes, I could get used to this; in fact I look forward to it with great anticipation. I've enjoyed my time as a parent of young ones, and I will continue to enjoy it; after all we have a ways to go. Ben is only 3! It sure is nice to have a glimpse of what is hopefully to come - if God chooses to leave both of us here that long. If not we will certainly be glad of the memories.
As for January, I guess I need to be thinking of a new adventure, don't I?! I'm sure I'll be doing some more shooting with my pink Christmas 22 (how fun is that!). I know I need to make some decisions about healthy living, too. My husband gave me the book "Julie&Julia" for Christmas, and I am enjoying it very much. With it comes a fresh reminder of why I decided to do this blog and these adventures. I am very well pleased with how this project has gone so far. I can't wait to see what 2010 holds!
What are your plans for living life in 2010?
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Monday, December 7, 2009
Just One Thing to Say (maybe)
Lately I'm feeling a little "thinner". Weird. I don't know that I look any different, and after going through 6 pregnancies in 12 years it would take a lot of surgery to get back any semblance of a flat tummy; but I think there is a little less of me. So, I hopped on the scale. I'm now down 6 pounds. I guess my eat whatever you want and never ever workout plan is working :-)! Actually, I'm wondering if Mr. Legstrong's strict plan and yucky shakes really did somehow jump start my metabolism and I'm having a residual effect weeks later. Hmm, something to ponder.
I have to add (yeah, I know I said one thing) that I had to sit here and think and think how I could have had 6 pregnancies in 12 years when I have 7 kiddos all 2 years apart. I kept thinking I was doing the math wrong. 1994-2006 is indeed 12 years. Yep, if you add in one adoption that makes 7 - I have no idea why this is confusing me, but like I always tell my "cool beans" friend, I HATE MATH! In case you are thinking,
"Hey doesn't she have 8 children?": Yes, I do. I didn't count the oldest kiddo because she was born so many years before the rest that my body returned to semi-normal. Isn't that more than you ever wanted to know!
In December news, the decorating is done (mostly), the project supplies are purchased, and the gifts are nearly all ready for wrapping or wrapped. We are on schedule! I hope you are having a Christmas adventure of your own!
Goodnight,
D
I have to add (yeah, I know I said one thing) that I had to sit here and think and think how I could have had 6 pregnancies in 12 years when I have 7 kiddos all 2 years apart. I kept thinking I was doing the math wrong. 1994-2006 is indeed 12 years. Yep, if you add in one adoption that makes 7 - I have no idea why this is confusing me, but like I always tell my "cool beans" friend, I HATE MATH! In case you are thinking,
"Hey doesn't she have 8 children?": Yes, I do. I didn't count the oldest kiddo because she was born so many years before the rest that my body returned to semi-normal. Isn't that more than you ever wanted to know!
In December news, the decorating is done (mostly), the project supplies are purchased, and the gifts are nearly all ready for wrapping or wrapped. We are on schedule! I hope you are having a Christmas adventure of your own!
Goodnight,
D
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
It's December Already!
I really can't believe we are so close to the end of 2009. This is one of my favorite times of year, and I know it will fly by at warp speed. So, time to wrap up November's adventure, and get December's plans down before January shows up in all its blah-ness.
I learned something about myself in November. Actually, I alrready knew it, but it's confirmed for sure now. I don't like to do things that are difficult for me. I'm not one who is hugely motivated by a challenge, especially a physical one. I prefer to wade around in the comfortable waters of things I already know I'm good at. I don't mind cooking for 30, which isn't easy, because I'm pretty confident in the end result.
Working out, on the other hand, is hard AND I don't trust the outcome. So I must confess, I quit on my November project, right after the last post. I didn't work out one more time. I ate whatever I wanted, and to be honest I think I ate more junk just because. So, after days of holiday food, leftovers, cheesecake for breakfast and dinner, and brownies just this morning, I got on the scale.
Crazy, but I'm down 5 pounds from November 1. So, what does this MEAN? Did my efforts for 10 days or so really pay off? Is it a weird fluke? I have no idea. I do know this. I need to exercise. I need to develop healthier eating patterns. I still need to make that doctor's appointment. I also have re-confirmed that the minute I try to make a lot of changes at once (my November plan quickly morphed into a strict regimine, and then I QUIT), I won't stick it out.
I have decided to make an overall goal for the rest of this project (through May) to make healthier choices and make the effort to exercise. I want to really take the baby steps to making new habits that I think I can stick with. I will also make that darn appointment before 2009 closes it's door. I WILL do it! For December, if I manage to work out 2 days a week and be mindful of what I put in my mouth, it will be enough. I'm not going to try to add more than that in this month. I'll re-visit this in January.
As for my December Project, in a way I started it in December of 2008. As I went through that holiday season feeling very rushed and not enjoying it as I wanted, I took notes. What did I need to have done, and when, to have time for the things I LOVE at this time of year. I wrote it all on my 2009 calendar. When did I want the shopping done by? The wrapping? The crafts and projects? The baking? The cards? All of these things give me so much joy, but not when they are crammed all into too short a time. Wrapping gifts frantically on Christmas Eve is NOT fun.
So far, so good at following my plan. This is decorating week. I am enjoying leisurely spreading Christmas around the house. Next week: projects, followed by baking week. All shopping is to be completed by the 12th, with the wrapping to be , he he, wrapped up, by the 20th. This leaves me Christmas week for whatever I want to do to enjoy the season with no pressure to FINISH something!
I also have several plans in place to do things that I know I will LOVE! The kids' Christmas musicals at FBCW and WayPoint Church, going to the Little Drummer Boy, and the piece de resistance: White Christmas at the Fabulous Fox! Having the extra time in my schedule to do these things "guilt free" because I am on track with the things I want to/love to/need to do will be wonderful!
Lastly, I have a secret Project Adventure for that week of Christmas. It is something I have always wanted to do, and never had the time for. I can't tell you what it is here, because if you know me in person it is possible that it involves you :-). I will be sure and blog about it after it happens. It will involve my immediate family's cooperation, so you might want to say a prayer that they get in the spirit of the season and help me out without whining and complaining!
I know that for some of my more adrenaline loving friends this month's project might not seem worthy of being called an adventure. That's OK, this path is mine, and sometimes I am a little boring! Besides, all of life is a grand adventure! I am so looking forward to having the time to meditate on what Christmas really means, and the time to spend with the Lord, not leaving him out of my days because they are too full of "urgent" stuff to do. As I am working through a Bible study entitled "Advent: A Savior For All People", I have been challenged to intentionally spend this season looking for opportunities to experience holy wonder. That is my true goal for December, to remember and reflect in holy wonder that God so loved the world (ME) that He sent His only begotten son that whosoever (ME) believeth in Him should not perish, but have eternal life. (John 3:16). For this is love, not that Denise loved God, but that He loved Her and sent His son as an atoning sacrifice for Her sins. (1John 4:10).
Have a truly wonder-filled Christmas.
D
I learned something about myself in November. Actually, I alrready knew it, but it's confirmed for sure now. I don't like to do things that are difficult for me. I'm not one who is hugely motivated by a challenge, especially a physical one. I prefer to wade around in the comfortable waters of things I already know I'm good at. I don't mind cooking for 30, which isn't easy, because I'm pretty confident in the end result.
Working out, on the other hand, is hard AND I don't trust the outcome. So I must confess, I quit on my November project, right after the last post. I didn't work out one more time. I ate whatever I wanted, and to be honest I think I ate more junk just because. So, after days of holiday food, leftovers, cheesecake for breakfast and dinner, and brownies just this morning, I got on the scale.
Crazy, but I'm down 5 pounds from November 1. So, what does this MEAN? Did my efforts for 10 days or so really pay off? Is it a weird fluke? I have no idea. I do know this. I need to exercise. I need to develop healthier eating patterns. I still need to make that doctor's appointment. I also have re-confirmed that the minute I try to make a lot of changes at once (my November plan quickly morphed into a strict regimine, and then I QUIT), I won't stick it out.
I have decided to make an overall goal for the rest of this project (through May) to make healthier choices and make the effort to exercise. I want to really take the baby steps to making new habits that I think I can stick with. I will also make that darn appointment before 2009 closes it's door. I WILL do it! For December, if I manage to work out 2 days a week and be mindful of what I put in my mouth, it will be enough. I'm not going to try to add more than that in this month. I'll re-visit this in January.
As for my December Project, in a way I started it in December of 2008. As I went through that holiday season feeling very rushed and not enjoying it as I wanted, I took notes. What did I need to have done, and when, to have time for the things I LOVE at this time of year. I wrote it all on my 2009 calendar. When did I want the shopping done by? The wrapping? The crafts and projects? The baking? The cards? All of these things give me so much joy, but not when they are crammed all into too short a time. Wrapping gifts frantically on Christmas Eve is NOT fun.
So far, so good at following my plan. This is decorating week. I am enjoying leisurely spreading Christmas around the house. Next week: projects, followed by baking week. All shopping is to be completed by the 12th, with the wrapping to be , he he, wrapped up, by the 20th. This leaves me Christmas week for whatever I want to do to enjoy the season with no pressure to FINISH something!
I also have several plans in place to do things that I know I will LOVE! The kids' Christmas musicals at FBCW and WayPoint Church, going to the Little Drummer Boy, and the piece de resistance: White Christmas at the Fabulous Fox! Having the extra time in my schedule to do these things "guilt free" because I am on track with the things I want to/love to/need to do will be wonderful!
Lastly, I have a secret Project Adventure for that week of Christmas. It is something I have always wanted to do, and never had the time for. I can't tell you what it is here, because if you know me in person it is possible that it involves you :-). I will be sure and blog about it after it happens. It will involve my immediate family's cooperation, so you might want to say a prayer that they get in the spirit of the season and help me out without whining and complaining!
I know that for some of my more adrenaline loving friends this month's project might not seem worthy of being called an adventure. That's OK, this path is mine, and sometimes I am a little boring! Besides, all of life is a grand adventure! I am so looking forward to having the time to meditate on what Christmas really means, and the time to spend with the Lord, not leaving him out of my days because they are too full of "urgent" stuff to do. As I am working through a Bible study entitled "Advent: A Savior For All People", I have been challenged to intentionally spend this season looking for opportunities to experience holy wonder. That is my true goal for December, to remember and reflect in holy wonder that God so loved the world (ME) that He sent His only begotten son that whosoever (ME) believeth in Him should not perish, but have eternal life. (John 3:16). For this is love, not that Denise loved God, but that He loved Her and sent His son as an atoning sacrifice for Her sins. (1John 4:10).
Have a truly wonder-filled Christmas.
D
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Is it worth it?
Well, I caved to temptation and did what I said I wasn't going to do. I wish I hadn't. I can't take it back now, however. I got the scale out "just to see". Well, I saw. One little pound. As is typical, I put in the effort for virtually no result. I realize it has only been a week and a half. That being said, it is my understanding in most people with a lot of excess weight to loose it is not unusual to get rid of 5-10 pounds the first week. After all, I went from never exercising, to 6 "sessions" of at least 1 1/2 miles each. I was careful most days about eating. I didn't drink soda, or juice, etc.
I'm left to wonder, is it worth it to me to try and change my body? I'm not talking the "getting healthy" part, There is no debate on the merits of eating healthy foods and exercising. I'm saying, should I just accept that this is the size I am, predetermined by God and my DNA - just look at much of my family. We are solidly put together, built for work. In a different culture/era would my size have been just fine? Am I wanting to be something that just isn't realistic for me?
Am I going to find joy analizing every bite I put in my mouth, choking down shakes, working out until I'm drenched, and looking exactly the same at the end of the day? Does the God of the universe, who knows my name and sent His son to pay the price for my sin that I might have a relationship with Him, serve Him, glorify Him want me to spend so much mental and physical energy on my looks (under the "nice" label of health)? These are the issues I am going to seriously ponder the rest of the month.
I will finish November with this focus, as I need to work on being a finisher. This is a part of my character that needs work. I am just not sure about continuing after that with the intention of changing my body shape and size. What do you think about body image?
D
I'm left to wonder, is it worth it to me to try and change my body? I'm not talking the "getting healthy" part, There is no debate on the merits of eating healthy foods and exercising. I'm saying, should I just accept that this is the size I am, predetermined by God and my DNA - just look at much of my family. We are solidly put together, built for work. In a different culture/era would my size have been just fine? Am I wanting to be something that just isn't realistic for me?
Am I going to find joy analizing every bite I put in my mouth, choking down shakes, working out until I'm drenched, and looking exactly the same at the end of the day? Does the God of the universe, who knows my name and sent His son to pay the price for my sin that I might have a relationship with Him, serve Him, glorify Him want me to spend so much mental and physical energy on my looks (under the "nice" label of health)? These are the issues I am going to seriously ponder the rest of the month.
I will finish November with this focus, as I need to work on being a finisher. This is a part of my character that needs work. I am just not sure about continuing after that with the intention of changing my body shape and size. What do you think about body image?
D
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Discouraged
I am really tired of feeling sabotaged by by own family. This "fight" to change to healthy habits is hard enough just fighting my own desires, without having to deal with battles with my household. Whether it is a husband who wants to bring home chocolate cheesecake, a date night with movie popcorn and multiple boxes of candy purchased for dinner, a son who takes the "fitness water" from the fridge, or kids who cannot simply follow their morning routines (The same ones required EVERY morning) while I am on the treadmill for a measley 30 minutes) and a husband who picks that very time to head out and run an errand (for me, I know) - I am very discouraged.
I realize this will sound whiny. I could quote much scripture to remind myself of the proper attitude, perseverance, etc. Right now it all "feels" like blah blah blah to me. I am just being honest. It seems like over the years whenever I have tried to make a change in this area my home becomes the biggest battle zone. I REALLY don't want to spend the holidays frustrated and upset with my family. Why does this happen? It is not helpful for anyone to eye my dinner plate and aske me, eyebrows raised, if that is a palm sized portion. It WOULD be helpful for others to try and avoid bringing junk food around me and perhaps come alongside me and make it easier for me to invest time on exercise. We are supposed to be a team.
So, that's where I am today. Yesterday was so stressful I didn't follow my eating plan at all, didn't exercise with 4 8:00AM dentist appointments, and had movie night for dinner. Maybe I shouldn't share how I'm feeling today, but I am not going to just show the "plastic" shined up for public side of this journey. I'm a real person, with very real struggles and failures. Perseverance is definitely NOT my natural tendancy.
Right now I don't know where I will go with this particular adventure. Having a rough day,
D
I realize this will sound whiny. I could quote much scripture to remind myself of the proper attitude, perseverance, etc. Right now it all "feels" like blah blah blah to me. I am just being honest. It seems like over the years whenever I have tried to make a change in this area my home becomes the biggest battle zone. I REALLY don't want to spend the holidays frustrated and upset with my family. Why does this happen? It is not helpful for anyone to eye my dinner plate and aske me, eyebrows raised, if that is a palm sized portion. It WOULD be helpful for others to try and avoid bringing junk food around me and perhaps come alongside me and make it easier for me to invest time on exercise. We are supposed to be a team.
So, that's where I am today. Yesterday was so stressful I didn't follow my eating plan at all, didn't exercise with 4 8:00AM dentist appointments, and had movie night for dinner. Maybe I shouldn't share how I'm feeling today, but I am not going to just show the "plastic" shined up for public side of this journey. I'm a real person, with very real struggles and failures. Perseverance is definitely NOT my natural tendancy.
Right now I don't know where I will go with this particular adventure. Having a rough day,
D
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Time For Week 2
All in all, I think I had a successful first week of my "health & fitness project". I completed most of the goals. I still have to make an appointment with the doctor, but I did get started on the physician search.
I drank some water every day, not always 2 glasses. I worked out 4 times. I logged enough food to see that although I don't think I am eating excessive amounts, if I want to get to a weight loss plan in the future I will have to be more intentional. 1,200 calories comes pretty easily! I got some good input from friends and have had much food for thought on this topic.
As we are approaching the holidays, it seems like a crazy time of year to focus on this. Most people wait unitl January. I still think it is a good idea for me to make little adjustments, baby steps, and try and form good habits. My nature is to make a big plan and jump in to a huge change, and then crash and burn. I really am trying to take it slow. That being said, I really do want to be healthy and have more energy. I want to go shopping for a new outfit feel like it looks good. You know the feeling - I haven't had it in a long time. I know I won't achieve this without hard work. I am trying hard to balance my desire for change with my knowledge of how I operate. Time for some goals for this week:
___ Make those appointments with the physician and eye doctor
___ Continue with the daily vitamin
___ Continue with the water. Really aim for 3 glasses a day
___ Workout 4 of the next 7 days, at least 30 minutes
___Adopt a specific eating plan for breakfast and lunch this week on days I am home
___Test out the protien shakes, shoot for 1/2 in the morning, 1/2 in the afternoon and see if I notice a
measurable difference in energy levels
___Intentionally spend a mimimum of 15 minutes outside each day that weather permits, getting some sun
which will be good for me and playing with kiddos.
That's it for the next 7 days. I am actually looking forward to working on those things. That is a change. I am also much more relaxed knowing I don't have to THINK about them anymore, I can just live life, incorporating these things into it. While I don't think my body changed any this week, my mind and attitude have. Looking forward to the adventure,
D
I drank some water every day, not always 2 glasses. I worked out 4 times. I logged enough food to see that although I don't think I am eating excessive amounts, if I want to get to a weight loss plan in the future I will have to be more intentional. 1,200 calories comes pretty easily! I got some good input from friends and have had much food for thought on this topic.
As we are approaching the holidays, it seems like a crazy time of year to focus on this. Most people wait unitl January. I still think it is a good idea for me to make little adjustments, baby steps, and try and form good habits. My nature is to make a big plan and jump in to a huge change, and then crash and burn. I really am trying to take it slow. That being said, I really do want to be healthy and have more energy. I want to go shopping for a new outfit feel like it looks good. You know the feeling - I haven't had it in a long time. I know I won't achieve this without hard work. I am trying hard to balance my desire for change with my knowledge of how I operate. Time for some goals for this week:
___ Make those appointments with the physician and eye doctor
___ Continue with the daily vitamin
___ Continue with the water. Really aim for 3 glasses a day
___ Workout 4 of the next 7 days, at least 30 minutes
___Adopt a specific eating plan for breakfast and lunch this week on days I am home
___Test out the protien shakes, shoot for 1/2 in the morning, 1/2 in the afternoon and see if I notice a
measurable difference in energy levels
___Intentionally spend a mimimum of 15 minutes outside each day that weather permits, getting some sun
which will be good for me and playing with kiddos.
That's it for the next 7 days. I am actually looking forward to working on those things. That is a change. I am also much more relaxed knowing I don't have to THINK about them anymore, I can just live life, incorporating these things into it. While I don't think my body changed any this week, my mind and attitude have. Looking forward to the adventure,
D
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Already?
I'm tired of this healthy thing. Already! I haven't even expected that much of myself this week. It "feels" like I am never going to get anywhere! I have worked out twice. I've done the vitamin every day. I've made one doctor's appointment. I have ingested some water, more than normal, but not 2 glasses a day. I've decided that even online, keeping a record of what I eat is a pain, pain, pain!!! Does it sound like I'm having a whiny pity party for one today? Yeah, I guess I am.
I would probably feel better about it all if I would get up and get moving. I'm just tired this morning. It is strange that all week I have felt totally exhuasted. That being said, I woke up at 2:40 something last night and could not fall back asleep. I thought exercise would make me more energetic. The vitamin, too! I think I am fighting a cold, maybe that is the root of my tiredness.
I won't really quit. To be completely honest, if I hadn't "gone public" with it, I probably would. I need to get out of the funk, feeling so "blah". Days of rain and I was fine, and now a week of sunshine and I'm in the pit? No, I'm not going to take this lying down!! I'm going to make a cup of tea, have my quiet time while my IPod charges, do a little morning work, and hit that treadmill. Yesterday I went a little farther in 30 minutes. Today I need to push for 1.75 miles. I'm not sure I can do that in 30, I think I was at about 1.6 yesterday. How about I TRY for 1.75, but so long as it is more than 1.6 I will be satisfied. Then I will get on the phone and make a primary care appointment.
I'll check back in later and record how I did.
Struggling,
D
I would probably feel better about it all if I would get up and get moving. I'm just tired this morning. It is strange that all week I have felt totally exhuasted. That being said, I woke up at 2:40 something last night and could not fall back asleep. I thought exercise would make me more energetic. The vitamin, too! I think I am fighting a cold, maybe that is the root of my tiredness.
I won't really quit. To be completely honest, if I hadn't "gone public" with it, I probably would. I need to get out of the funk, feeling so "blah". Days of rain and I was fine, and now a week of sunshine and I'm in the pit? No, I'm not going to take this lying down!! I'm going to make a cup of tea, have my quiet time while my IPod charges, do a little morning work, and hit that treadmill. Yesterday I went a little farther in 30 minutes. Today I need to push for 1.75 miles. I'm not sure I can do that in 30, I think I was at about 1.6 yesterday. How about I TRY for 1.75, but so long as it is more than 1.6 I will be satisfied. Then I will get on the phone and make a primary care appointment.
I'll check back in later and record how I did.
Struggling,
D
Monday, November 2, 2009
Baby Steps
Two days into this November thing, and so far, so good. I'm checkin' things off the list!! I just finished my first workout of the week, 30 minutes on my lovely "True 500" fancy schmancy treadmill. It informs me that I completed 1.57 miles and burned 242 calories. I have not used it much, sad to say, Typically I only do it for 20 minutes, and shoot for 1 mile. I guess that means I put in 50% more work in 33% more time! I've had a glass of water and a vitamin today as well.
On an unpleasant note, I also did the weigh in and measuring. Ugh. That experience, while it should have motivated me to get started ASAP made me want to crawl back in bed. I have a lot of work to do. The little card with that secret information is stashed away to never be seen by eyes other than mine!!! The scale is packed away too - not to be stepped on again until November 30.
That's my update for today. I'm off to log in my workout at MyFitnessPal.com. It really is a neat website. Have a wonderful day!
D
On an unpleasant note, I also did the weigh in and measuring. Ugh. That experience, while it should have motivated me to get started ASAP made me want to crawl back in bed. I have a lot of work to do. The little card with that secret information is stashed away to never be seen by eyes other than mine!!! The scale is packed away too - not to be stepped on again until November 30.
That's my update for today. I'm off to log in my workout at MyFitnessPal.com. It really is a neat website. Have a wonderful day!
D
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Goal Setting
Tomorrow it will be November. I can't believe it. It seems to be true - the older you get the faster time seems to go! I am going to blink and be posting about Christmas. I don't like it! (The weird time thing, not Christmas - I love that!) Anyway, it is time to decide on a new project!!
My long-term purpose for Project Adventure is deeper than just the gratification of 9 self-centered whims. It is more about re-discovering who I am. Maybe it's a blog-documented "midlife crisis" ! I don't know, but I am certain of this: each of us make choices, sometimes intentionally, sometimes not, that lead us in certain directions and eventually to specific destinations. We also have intention. Most often, our intentions are NOT to arrive at the destinations our decisions take us to. (If you want to know more about that, please read Andy Stanley's book "The Principle of the Path".) I was simply tired of living a life full of good intentions, without being intentional about any of them! I was exhausted from the mundane, the "tyranny of the urgent". That might be a book, too; I'm not certain, it was a phrase I first heard years ago in a Sunday school class.
All that being said, I certainly don't have enough time in my life to try out every interesting thing that comes into my mind. Perhaps in my empty nest years there will be more, although I've heard it is often not the case. Either way, there is a limited amount of recreational time in my life. In thinking about that I have decided that my November Project will not be related to a specific "fun" experience. Instead, I am going to take this time to intentionally evaluated my physical health and fitness.
I am not a big fan of exercise for excercise's sake. Multiple pregnancies over two decades have taken their toll on my body. I'm a lot more "padded" than I used to be. I lack energy. I do not see a doctor for regular physicals (except my ob/gyn). I was diagnosed with asthma during/after one pregnancy but have not treated it for at least 10 years (except with my son's emergency inhaler). I am do not generally "think healthy" in terms of food choices. (I LOVE to cook, I love good food). I have not had my vision checked in years. I simply don't make time for taking care of myself. It isn't a "fun" thing to do with any extra time I may have.
I have made some effort to loose weight over the years. I have never been successful. I mean I have NEVER shed more than a pound or two, even with what I perceived as lots of effort. While I would like to have success in that area, I do NOT want to be come obsessed with it. I don't want to turn a quest for health into a vain obsession. So far, not a problem, lol. I also don't want to try and do so many things I have to be thinking about them all day long. This is an almost certain route to failure for me. So, after this long introduction, here is what I have deciced:
In November I will set goals for each week. I will attempt to evaluate and make changes/adjustment a little at a time. I will be honest with myself. I will NOT try to change everything all at once.
Week 1 Goals:
___ Make an appointment for a physical, and check the asthma while I'm there.
(the appt. will likely not be able to be in November, but I need to MAKE it.)
___ Make an appointment for my eyes.
___ Keep a food journal. At week's end honestly evaluate if I am consuming way too many calories.
___ Keep a physical activity journal. At week's end honestly evaluate if I am too sedentary.
(By the way, the food and activity stuff is easy to track, for free, at MyFitnessPal.com)
___ Weigh and Measure myself on day 1. Put the scale AWAY until Nov. 30. I'm not going to
obsess with that.
___Add a daily multi-vitamin for women to my morning routine.
___Add 2 glasses of water to my day. (I hate plain water. Going for 8 always makes me stop!)
___Workout for at least 30 minutes 3 times in 7 days.
I think that is quite enough for the first week. You may be thinking, that is not going to cut it. You have to do way more than that to really make a difference. Yes, I know. Long term, I have a lot to change. The thing is, I don't seem to do well with making a lot of drastic changes at once. It took me 20 years to get to this place. I think I can take a year or so to get out of it! I would rather make baby steps that I can DO, than a list of giant steps that I won't.
If you know me "in real life" please feel free to encourage me/hold me accountable to the goals I set here.
If you, like me, have not be intentional regarding your physical health, consider setting some goals of your own. It's always good to have a friend on the journey!
See you next week!
D
My long-term purpose for Project Adventure is deeper than just the gratification of 9 self-centered whims. It is more about re-discovering who I am. Maybe it's a blog-documented "midlife crisis" ! I don't know, but I am certain of this: each of us make choices, sometimes intentionally, sometimes not, that lead us in certain directions and eventually to specific destinations. We also have intention. Most often, our intentions are NOT to arrive at the destinations our decisions take us to. (If you want to know more about that, please read Andy Stanley's book "The Principle of the Path".) I was simply tired of living a life full of good intentions, without being intentional about any of them! I was exhausted from the mundane, the "tyranny of the urgent". That might be a book, too; I'm not certain, it was a phrase I first heard years ago in a Sunday school class.
All that being said, I certainly don't have enough time in my life to try out every interesting thing that comes into my mind. Perhaps in my empty nest years there will be more, although I've heard it is often not the case. Either way, there is a limited amount of recreational time in my life. In thinking about that I have decided that my November Project will not be related to a specific "fun" experience. Instead, I am going to take this time to intentionally evaluated my physical health and fitness.
I am not a big fan of exercise for excercise's sake. Multiple pregnancies over two decades have taken their toll on my body. I'm a lot more "padded" than I used to be. I lack energy. I do not see a doctor for regular physicals (except my ob/gyn). I was diagnosed with asthma during/after one pregnancy but have not treated it for at least 10 years (except with my son's emergency inhaler). I am do not generally "think healthy" in terms of food choices. (I LOVE to cook, I love good food). I have not had my vision checked in years. I simply don't make time for taking care of myself. It isn't a "fun" thing to do with any extra time I may have.
I have made some effort to loose weight over the years. I have never been successful. I mean I have NEVER shed more than a pound or two, even with what I perceived as lots of effort. While I would like to have success in that area, I do NOT want to be come obsessed with it. I don't want to turn a quest for health into a vain obsession. So far, not a problem, lol. I also don't want to try and do so many things I have to be thinking about them all day long. This is an almost certain route to failure for me. So, after this long introduction, here is what I have deciced:
In November I will set goals for each week. I will attempt to evaluate and make changes/adjustment a little at a time. I will be honest with myself. I will NOT try to change everything all at once.
Week 1 Goals:
___ Make an appointment for a physical, and check the asthma while I'm there.
(the appt. will likely not be able to be in November, but I need to MAKE it.)
___ Make an appointment for my eyes.
___ Keep a food journal. At week's end honestly evaluate if I am consuming way too many calories.
___ Keep a physical activity journal. At week's end honestly evaluate if I am too sedentary.
(By the way, the food and activity stuff is easy to track, for free, at MyFitnessPal.com)
___ Weigh and Measure myself on day 1. Put the scale AWAY until Nov. 30. I'm not going to
obsess with that.
___Add a daily multi-vitamin for women to my morning routine.
___Add 2 glasses of water to my day. (I hate plain water. Going for 8 always makes me stop!)
___Workout for at least 30 minutes 3 times in 7 days.
I think that is quite enough for the first week. You may be thinking, that is not going to cut it. You have to do way more than that to really make a difference. Yes, I know. Long term, I have a lot to change. The thing is, I don't seem to do well with making a lot of drastic changes at once. It took me 20 years to get to this place. I think I can take a year or so to get out of it! I would rather make baby steps that I can DO, than a list of giant steps that I won't.
If you know me "in real life" please feel free to encourage me/hold me accountable to the goals I set here.
If you, like me, have not be intentional regarding your physical health, consider setting some goals of your own. It's always good to have a friend on the journey!
See you next week!
D
Friday, October 23, 2009
Modesty
Homecoming season has been upon us, and I have enjoyed looking at the pictures of my friends' children all dressed up for their big night out. There is something that has been on my mind; however, and at the risk of offending someone I've just got to speak out.
When did Christian parents decide it was OK to allow their daughters to sacrifice modesty for fashion? When did we decide it wasn't that important, or "everyone dresses that way", or that we have no authority over what our children wear?
Let me be clear, I don't have an issue with being fashionable. I am just extremely uncomfortable with seeing so much of these young ladies' breasts. I am thinking how difficult it must be to be a teenage boy trying to be pure in his thought life with this temptation surrounding him for "fashion's sake". In fact, if you want me to be completely honest, I am a little angry that my husband is exposed to much more of these young bodies than is proper. Sometimes it's the not so young bodies as well!
OK, before anyone accuses me of not taking the log out of my own eye, I do have a son who has an issue with "sagging". We fight that battle on a daily basis, and I am not giving in. As strongly as I feel about THAT; however, I doubt it is enticing anyone to have lustful thoughts. It is just stupid. In addition, I have on occasion worn something I later regretted. I too have been guilty.
That being the case does not excuse parents who are not willing or able to set standards for modest dress with their daughters. It would be no different than saying because I have a daughter who was born out of wedlock means I cannot stand for the truth that the Lord designed the sexual relationship for marriage and anything outside of that is sin. (Now there's another can of worms. I'm probably offending people right and left today).
I guess that's about all I have to say on the matter. Each family has to decide their own standards, and I realize they will differ. I am just really sad to see these sweet girls dressing in a way that is designed to tempt. What are we thinking in America today?
One more thing, if you are my friend, and your daughter has just been to Homecoming, please don't ask me if I mean you. I really am not trying to point out one specific example, just my disgust with the trend as a whole. If you think it might be you, examine your own beliefs regarding modest dress, and go from there. It is still a free country (for the moment), and I am just expressing my own opinion.
D
When did Christian parents decide it was OK to allow their daughters to sacrifice modesty for fashion? When did we decide it wasn't that important, or "everyone dresses that way", or that we have no authority over what our children wear?
Let me be clear, I don't have an issue with being fashionable. I am just extremely uncomfortable with seeing so much of these young ladies' breasts. I am thinking how difficult it must be to be a teenage boy trying to be pure in his thought life with this temptation surrounding him for "fashion's sake". In fact, if you want me to be completely honest, I am a little angry that my husband is exposed to much more of these young bodies than is proper. Sometimes it's the not so young bodies as well!
OK, before anyone accuses me of not taking the log out of my own eye, I do have a son who has an issue with "sagging". We fight that battle on a daily basis, and I am not giving in. As strongly as I feel about THAT; however, I doubt it is enticing anyone to have lustful thoughts. It is just stupid. In addition, I have on occasion worn something I later regretted. I too have been guilty.
That being the case does not excuse parents who are not willing or able to set standards for modest dress with their daughters. It would be no different than saying because I have a daughter who was born out of wedlock means I cannot stand for the truth that the Lord designed the sexual relationship for marriage and anything outside of that is sin. (Now there's another can of worms. I'm probably offending people right and left today).
I guess that's about all I have to say on the matter. Each family has to decide their own standards, and I realize they will differ. I am just really sad to see these sweet girls dressing in a way that is designed to tempt. What are we thinking in America today?
One more thing, if you are my friend, and your daughter has just been to Homecoming, please don't ask me if I mean you. I really am not trying to point out one specific example, just my disgust with the trend as a whole. If you think it might be you, examine your own beliefs regarding modest dress, and go from there. It is still a free country (for the moment), and I am just expressing my own opinion.
D
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Things I Like
This is an impulse post. I was just thinking, as I was scrubbing a bathroom, that if I'm looking for things that bring me joy, I might want to make a list of things I actually know I like. So, I am. Without further ado, and in no particular order....
1. Comments on my blog posts.
2. Chocoloate of various kinds. I love those treasure candies, they remind
me of the caramel candy bars we used to sell in school for fundraisers.
3. A fire in the fireplace.
4. Reading.
5. That Cranberry Sierra Mist that is only out this time of year, haven't had
any yet this season.
6. Fall - the way it looks, smells, feels... I love it!
7. Clean sheets on a freshly made bed. VERY high thread count. Mmmm,
feels fabulous
8. A massage
9. A cup of hot tea
10. That time in the morning when no one else is up but me & the Lord
11. Going out to eat - good food (NOT fast food)
12. Watching the Food Network
13. Watching LOST
14. Going to the movies
15. That snuggly time between waking up and having to get out of bed
16. Having someone brush my hair
17. Music - especially when it brings up memories. Someday I'll blog
about songs - who and what they make me think of
18. Bubble baths, especially with a book, chocolate, and tea.
If I would have put the fireplace in the wall between the
bedroom and bathroom like I wanted to, I'd be in heaven!
19. Scenic drives - which I HATED growing up, but now love!
20. Sitting on the beach, with my honey and a book
21. Cooking (when the kitchen is clean and orderly),
especially trying new recipies & tweaking them
22. Lilacs
23. Starbucks: Cafe Moca & a slice of pumpkin loaf
24. Working on geneaology...the best puzzles of all!
25. Lying on the couch, with my knees bent, and a kiddo
sitting in that little spot behind my legs, reading to me
or watching TV.
Well, not bad for a start. I think I'll try and add a few things to the list every so often. It's good to remember the simple things that I really enjoy!
1. Comments on my blog posts.
2. Chocoloate of various kinds. I love those treasure candies, they remind
me of the caramel candy bars we used to sell in school for fundraisers.
3. A fire in the fireplace.
4. Reading.
5. That Cranberry Sierra Mist that is only out this time of year, haven't had
any yet this season.
6. Fall - the way it looks, smells, feels... I love it!
7. Clean sheets on a freshly made bed. VERY high thread count. Mmmm,
feels fabulous
8. A massage
9. A cup of hot tea
10. That time in the morning when no one else is up but me & the Lord
11. Going out to eat - good food (NOT fast food)
12. Watching the Food Network
13. Watching LOST
14. Going to the movies
15. That snuggly time between waking up and having to get out of bed
16. Having someone brush my hair
17. Music - especially when it brings up memories. Someday I'll blog
about songs - who and what they make me think of
18. Bubble baths, especially with a book, chocolate, and tea.
If I would have put the fireplace in the wall between the
bedroom and bathroom like I wanted to, I'd be in heaven!
19. Scenic drives - which I HATED growing up, but now love!
20. Sitting on the beach, with my honey and a book
21. Cooking (when the kitchen is clean and orderly),
especially trying new recipies & tweaking them
22. Lilacs
23. Starbucks: Cafe Moca & a slice of pumpkin loaf
24. Working on geneaology...the best puzzles of all!
25. Lying on the couch, with my knees bent, and a kiddo
sitting in that little spot behind my legs, reading to me
or watching TV.
Well, not bad for a start. I think I'll try and add a few things to the list every so often. It's good to remember the simple things that I really enjoy!
Monday, October 12, 2009
Death of a Doornale
As I posted previously, I had absolutely no acting experience going into this. I can do a pretty good job reading stories to the kids; making voices for the different characters, etc. The first rehersal went pretty well, as we simply sat and read through the script, much like reading a story out loud. The second rehersal was a walk through on the stage, minus the props (such as a sofa, chair, etc.). I have to be honest, that was downright HARD. There is a huge difference between just reading and having to walk, stop, change positions, look at people, not loose track of your place in the script, exit on the correct side, etc. I had some pretty large misgivings by the time that rehersal ended. I'm sure Becky, our director, did, too!
Next it was time to choose my "costume". My character, Pricilla, is the "lovely yet shallow daughter of an eccentric millionaire". She seems to have not really gotten over her parent's divorce. She is very disdainful of her father's new "girlfriend"; who is young, fairly ummm, stupid, and doesn't have any sophistication. It was another interesting aspect of this presentation that I had complete freedom to choose my costume. In a way it would have been much easier to have been just told what to wear! I knew I needed heels, as Pricilla accidentally kills a pet hampster (OK, a gerbil, but you won't convince her of that) and the proof was in the wound matching her heel print. I finally settled on high heeled boots, with a brown "split skirt" (I really don't know what you call those pants that come just to the top of tall boots) and a leopard print jacket. My children have taken to calling it my "rich outfit".
The dress rehersal went a little better than the week before, but we still had a LOT of work to do. We were not memorizing the script, and there were moments when I thought it might have been easier NOT to have been scanning for my lines. I have to say we had a great time at all the rehersals. I laughed so much, I figuired the audience would certainly enjoy the show even if we butchered it!
All in all, I think we did pretty well for an amateur cast, with a last minute "understudy" to boot. It was interesting how during the preformance we all started to really "get into it". It was a humor-filled script, and I believe my fellow actors were quite gifted at playing the humor for all it was worth. We even had some improv. thrown in! (Just a disclaimer, I really didn't MEAN to actually pull Candi Bambi's wig OFF. It just sort of happened. But man was it ever funny!).
As far as adventurous new experiences go, I don't believe I will ever forget it, nor the wonderful people who I got to spend some time playing around with. I think I would give acting another try, given the opportunity.
Probably the most touching thing about the evening was my daughter and son-in-law driving 3 1/2 hours one way AND paying $15.00 each to see my theatrical debut. That really meant a lot to me. There are some issues from my childhood that I am only recently seeing how deeply their effect has gone. I was involved in things as a kid, the ususal school stuff, choir concerts, basketball games, etc. My mom faithfully went to them all. My father never once came to see an event. My grandparents, though they lived in the same town, didn't either. So, while I sort of "expect" my husband to come (kind of like Mom in the old days), this was the first time anyone else had made an effort just to see me, and it was quite an effort indeed. I hope that they weren't disappointed!!
So, my October adventure has come to a close. I have a few weeks to come up with the perfect November experiment. I'm toying around with adding epicurial adventures into the mix as well. I don't know that I have found my passion in acting, but it certainly brought much laughter and fun into the last few weeks. I'd love suggestions if you have any ideas for things I ought to try. In the meantime, get out there and have an adventure of your own!
PS I don't know how to put pictures on here. As soon as I figure it out, I'll post some with me in all my animal print glory :-)
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Getting In Just Under the Wire
Enter my friend, whom I shall call Mr. Legstrong (because it amuses me to do so). He, being much more adventurous than I, has been quite encouraging regarding my plans to experience new things. He did not see me passively sitting back and letting the clock run out on September as an option. It is one thing to say, "Oh yes, this is a good idea, go for it!" It is a completely different thing to say, "You MUST do this today, it's the last day, and I will do what it takes to help you accomplish it."
At approixmately 4:15PM this afternoon; the "Legstrong" family arrived at my home; fully equipped to facilitate my adventure. As the children were escorted to another (safe) area of the compound, we entered the woods to scope out a good spot to proceed. The home-made (pink) target was hung. We were ready to get the party started.
After some instruction and example the time arrived to give it a shot. Yeah, it's a terrible pun, but I couldn't resist. The first "real" gun I held in my hand(s) was a 20 guage shotgun, double barrel. I was surprised at how heavy it was. I positioned it, and myself; asked questions, requested to be shown several more times exactly how to stand/hold it/place my hands, etc, took aim, and fired. Much to my surprise (and delight), I actually hit the target!! From Mr. Leghorn's expression, I surmised he was surprised, as well. I realized that I had un-intentionally closed my eyes as soon as I pulled the trigger. I don't really know why. It was loud, but not overwhelmingly so. I could definitely feel a "kick", but it's not as if it would knock me down or anything. How did it feel? It was the kind of thing that made me want to say, "Woo" - in fact I think maybe I did. I was very smiling, as Junie B. Jones would say. I tried again to see if I could keep my eyes open. I think that I succeeded, but the first shot was a little better (in my expert opinon, lol).
Next it was time to try out the Glock 26. The Glock is a sub compact 9mm handgun. While the whole thing made me very nervous (in a Six Flags kind of way), this one was definitely more intimidating. It took a little bit to find the safest place. I was again surprised, this time at how difficult it was to pull back the "thing" you have to slide back. Yeah, so those aren't the technical terms. That's OK, I know what I mean. It looks so easy to just slide the thing back, but it took a lot more finger/hand strength than I expected. I think you need Scott hands for that. It is also somewhat confusing to me that little is so much LOUDER. Nevertheless, I gave it a try. Alas, that target had nothing to fear from me. I'd like to say I didn't miss it by much, but frankly I have no idea. A couple of tries, a couple of complete misses. That's OK though, it was still pretty exciting for me.
So what's my final analysis? It was fun! In some ways more difficult than I anticipated. I also didn't expect the nervous feeling. I think I would enjoy gaining some mastery of shooting. My grandfather, whom I never met, collected antique guns. My aunt tells of going hunting with her father and the memories seem to be very good ones. I don't know how I would feel about actually killing an animal, and then having to prep it for cooking. I don't mean that I would feel bad about it, just that I might find it pretty "gross". I like the idea of knowing how, though. To be honest, in today's world, I like the idea of being able to handle a firearm safely and accurately should the need arise. Will I pursue this any further? I don't honestly know right now. I'd still like to visit my gun shop friend. Who knows, maybe someday I'll be up for that safari in Africa!
I enjoyed myself, a lot. It is a wonderful feeling to have accomplished step one. There is a great deal of satisfaction in seeing it through. That being said, I absolutely would have given up if it were not for the friends who were willing to go above and beyond the "extra mile". That they would be willing to pack up their kiddos, come to my house, bring all the needed "stuff", and ensure that I actually DID something instead of just dreaming is remarkable. Somehow it validates this adventuring for me - it must not be a totally crazy idea if they would go to that trouble just to push me out of the "thinking" stage and into the "doing". As much fun as I had in the "doing", I think the joy they brought to me means more. I love those guys!!
I did something else I've never done today. When we moved out here, I planted an "orchard". A couple of apple trees, a pair of pear trees, two peach, two cherry, two plum, you get the idea. Well, we've had all these weird springs lately, and the orchard doesn't do much of anything besides look pretty when it's blooming and give the boys something to mow around. This year; however, there are a TON of pears. The poor trees are bent over with the weight of them. I keep waiting for them to soften up and be ripe; but the darn things are like rocks. Well, Mrs. Legstrong and the kiddos were off adventuring while I was busy scaring the birds and squirrels; and they weren't afraid of some crunchy pears. They discovered that although very, um, crisp, they actually taste quite good. Frankly, I would have just taken them at their word. When I was acutally handed one though, what could I do but try it? You know what? It really was tasty! So, I've enjoyed the "fruit" of my labor. That is pretty cool!
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Oh my, what have I gotten myself into??
OK, first off I'll just come right out and admit it, I lied. I didn't MEAN to. It just sort of happened. Back in that last post when I said the next one would certainly be about shooting, well, it's not. When I said it, I meant it. Life (and when I say life, I mean horrible, awful, lay you out in bed for days flu-ish sickness) got in my way. I haven't done ANYTHING since then. Seriously, I don't think I have left the house. I suppose the right thing to do would have been to wait and blog again after I took a step towards the shooting. The trouble with that is all the words flying around in my head trying to get out. If I don't "spend" them here, my poor family will be subject to them, and I just don't think they can take it right now. This dumb illness has really taken it out of all of us. So I apologize. I do believe lying is a serious thing. I won't make any future promises about upcoming blogs, so as not to make that same mistake again. Please forgive me.
In the meantime, I have some exciting (read terrifying) news regarding my October adventure. At least I think it will be in October. Ah, I digress. WAY back in August, when I was contemplating this season of adventure, I recklessly signed my name on an audition sheet for a part in a theatrical production. A production about which I know NOTHING. I think it is possibly a dinner theater. I could easily be wrong. I think the production is in October. I really don't know for sure.
You see, it was an audition list. I have never acted in anything before. I've always thought it would be fun to try. I suppose I might have a tiny flair for the dramatic somewhere in me. OK, stop laughing and just read on; it wasn't that funny. I could try anyway, and I would find out what it really was all about at the audition.
Fast forward to last night, where I, in my feverish haze, was informed that a script would be dropped off with my husband for me tonight. "For the audition?", I inquired. The stunning reply was that I had been cast without an audition at all. My fevered mind said, "Fun!- I can't wait!"
Now here I sit, fever free. I have in my possession a bound copy of the script - bigger than my first church directory. This is some serious theater, the first rehersal for which is NEXT WEEK. I am not bragging (truly), but I am a very fast reader. I sat down to speed read through this thing and did not finish before putting it down to blog in my panic. What if I can't do this? What if I fall flat on my face? What if....
So, I'm taking a deep breath. Now I'm letting it out. I wanted adventure, right? I guess this will tell me if I enjoy acting - or if I am any good at it! I don't want to give anything away - you might have the good (or mis-) fortune of seeing this production. With that in mind, I'm not going to tell you what it is called. I will tell you my character's description:
Born with a silver spoon in her mouth, spoiled rich girl.
Accustomed to having everything done for her and
having her way. Would have someone else "think"
for her if she could.
Aside from my husband's famous quip that of course I worked at Burger King as a teenager, it is the home of "have it your way" -I think it's safe to say I will have to actually ACT to play this role. No free rides, here.
I can tell you this, some of my lines have me laughing out loud. That won't be good for the story, though. I wonder what I will need to wear? I'm a little short on rich girl clothes! I think I need to ponder the old, classic movies that I love so much for someone to sort of build the character around. I can't seem to think of any though. My favorite actresses were too smart, the Katherine Hepburn roles. The "dumb" blondes are not sophisticated enough; "Mutual I'm sure". I just can't quite picture who she should be.
It would seem that October's adventure has been decided with certainty. It is my intent to still explore shooting in what remains of September. I also am eager to dig into another chapter of Tozer. So much to do, and I have wasted so much time of late laying around doing NOTHING. Is it lying around? Lie and lay always do tirp me up. Please feel free to let me know if you are a grammar queen (or king). For that matter, please feel free to suggest actresses/roles you think I might use for preparation.
In conclusion, I will try (note, not promise) to post pictures from the production for posterity, or perhaps just for proof of participation! Perhaps you will peruse them at some point. In the meantime, live your own adventure, persevere!
In the meantime, I have some exciting (read terrifying) news regarding my October adventure. At least I think it will be in October. Ah, I digress. WAY back in August, when I was contemplating this season of adventure, I recklessly signed my name on an audition sheet for a part in a theatrical production. A production about which I know NOTHING. I think it is possibly a dinner theater. I could easily be wrong. I think the production is in October. I really don't know for sure.
You see, it was an audition list. I have never acted in anything before. I've always thought it would be fun to try. I suppose I might have a tiny flair for the dramatic somewhere in me. OK, stop laughing and just read on; it wasn't that funny. I could try anyway, and I would find out what it really was all about at the audition.
Fast forward to last night, where I, in my feverish haze, was informed that a script would be dropped off with my husband for me tonight. "For the audition?", I inquired. The stunning reply was that I had been cast without an audition at all. My fevered mind said, "Fun!- I can't wait!"
Now here I sit, fever free. I have in my possession a bound copy of the script - bigger than my first church directory. This is some serious theater, the first rehersal for which is NEXT WEEK. I am not bragging (truly), but I am a very fast reader. I sat down to speed read through this thing and did not finish before putting it down to blog in my panic. What if I can't do this? What if I fall flat on my face? What if....
So, I'm taking a deep breath. Now I'm letting it out. I wanted adventure, right? I guess this will tell me if I enjoy acting - or if I am any good at it! I don't want to give anything away - you might have the good (or mis-) fortune of seeing this production. With that in mind, I'm not going to tell you what it is called. I will tell you my character's description:
Born with a silver spoon in her mouth, spoiled rich girl.
Accustomed to having everything done for her and
having her way. Would have someone else "think"
for her if she could.
Aside from my husband's famous quip that of course I worked at Burger King as a teenager, it is the home of "have it your way" -I think it's safe to say I will have to actually ACT to play this role. No free rides, here.
I can tell you this, some of my lines have me laughing out loud. That won't be good for the story, though. I wonder what I will need to wear? I'm a little short on rich girl clothes! I think I need to ponder the old, classic movies that I love so much for someone to sort of build the character around. I can't seem to think of any though. My favorite actresses were too smart, the Katherine Hepburn roles. The "dumb" blondes are not sophisticated enough; "Mutual I'm sure". I just can't quite picture who she should be.
It would seem that October's adventure has been decided with certainty. It is my intent to still explore shooting in what remains of September. I also am eager to dig into another chapter of Tozer. So much to do, and I have wasted so much time of late laying around doing NOTHING. Is it lying around? Lie and lay always do tirp me up. Please feel free to let me know if you are a grammar queen (or king). For that matter, please feel free to suggest actresses/roles you think I might use for preparation.
In conclusion, I will try (note, not promise) to post pictures from the production for posterity, or perhaps just for proof of participation! Perhaps you will peruse them at some point. In the meantime, live your own adventure, persevere!
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Beginning with Tozer
It's day 1 of my journey into "The Attributes of God". I could have stopped with the first paragraph, Colossians 3:1-3. Here it is from the Message, with verse 4 added in:
1-2 So if you're serious about living this new resurrection life with Christ, act like it. Pursue the things over which Christ presides. Don't shuffle along, eyes to the ground, absorbed with the things right in front of you. Look up, and be alert to what is going on around Christ—that's where the action is. See things from his perspective.
3-4Your old life is dead. Your new life, which is your real life—even though invisible to spectators—is with Christ in God. He is your life. When Christ (your real life, remember) shows up again on this earth, you'll show up, too—the real you, the glorious you. Meanwhile, be content with obscurity, like Christ.
Well, well there is a wealth to be learned in this passage alone! Yes, I'm serious about living the life of a follower. How many times have I been so focus on what is going on "down here", all around me, in my life, and haven't bothered to look up? It is so easy for my thoughts to be centered on me me me.
I love this quote from chapter 1: "The Church will come out of her doldrums when we find out that salvation is not a light bulb only, that it is not an insurance policy against hell only, but that it is a gateway into God and that God is all that we would have and can desire." I have struggled for 21 years now with this concept, the people that act like they have their heaven ticket in their pocket and life on this earth just goes on businees as usual. Isn't there supposed to be a difference, that people can see, here and now? I believe the answer is adamantly YES YES YES!
This chaper goes on to talk about God delighting in his creation, taking pleasure in his work, the topic of singing, and joy. It ends with the question, "Are you contented with nominal Christianity?" Well are you? I have spent periods in my life living nominally. Actually, I am not sure that is a word, but you get the idea. the answer to that question, however, is a resounding NO. I am not satisfied to live that way. The chapter ends thusly,"If you're not satisfied with nominal Christianity, popular Christianity, and the first beginnings of things and you want to know the Triune God for yourself, read on." Well that's my plan. I am asking the Lord to give me an understanding of what this book says as I digest it over the next month or two. I don't know why I have found it such a difficult read in the past. I am encouraged by today, however. I'm "prayerfully confident" (borrowed that awesome phrase from my lovely daughter) that exercising my mental and spiritual muscles this way will be of benefit!
I've used up more than my quota of "blogging time" today. I must go clean up the mess from making no-bakes for an after school snack. No bakes are a funny thing. They are like fudge, I never know if they will turn out OK or not. Will they be dry and crumbly, will they never set up, or will they be soft and fudgy and melt in your mouth? It doesn't help that my scrawled recipie, copied hastily from a phone call to my mother-in-law about 20 years ago, says to boil for 30 seconds while stirring. I remain convinced that I wrote that in error, but what is the mistake? Should it be 1 minute and 30 seconds? I have no idea, so I make it up every time! Now, my mother-in-law lives right next door. She has a home phone, and a cellular phone, and if I ask her I am sure she can find that same recipie again and set me straight. Yet I muddle on, experimenting with the boiling time, for 2 decades. Sometimes I win, sometimes I loose. I have no idea why I don't ask.
One of these days I'll have to blog about my home school education dilemma. That will have to wait for another time, however. Lest you think I have chickened out on my shooting adventure, the next post will be about that, I promise. I think I'm going to call my nephew and enlist his help on that one, as well. He would probably be eager to get a laugh or two teaching something new to his old Aunt D!
1-2 So if you're serious about living this new resurrection life with Christ, act like it. Pursue the things over which Christ presides. Don't shuffle along, eyes to the ground, absorbed with the things right in front of you. Look up, and be alert to what is going on around Christ—that's where the action is. See things from his perspective.
3-4Your old life is dead. Your new life, which is your real life—even though invisible to spectators—is with Christ in God. He is your life. When Christ (your real life, remember) shows up again on this earth, you'll show up, too—the real you, the glorious you. Meanwhile, be content with obscurity, like Christ.
Well, well there is a wealth to be learned in this passage alone! Yes, I'm serious about living the life of a follower. How many times have I been so focus on what is going on "down here", all around me, in my life, and haven't bothered to look up? It is so easy for my thoughts to be centered on me me me.
I love this quote from chapter 1: "The Church will come out of her doldrums when we find out that salvation is not a light bulb only, that it is not an insurance policy against hell only, but that it is a gateway into God and that God is all that we would have and can desire." I have struggled for 21 years now with this concept, the people that act like they have their heaven ticket in their pocket and life on this earth just goes on businees as usual. Isn't there supposed to be a difference, that people can see, here and now? I believe the answer is adamantly YES YES YES!
This chaper goes on to talk about God delighting in his creation, taking pleasure in his work, the topic of singing, and joy. It ends with the question, "Are you contented with nominal Christianity?" Well are you? I have spent periods in my life living nominally. Actually, I am not sure that is a word, but you get the idea. the answer to that question, however, is a resounding NO. I am not satisfied to live that way. The chapter ends thusly,"If you're not satisfied with nominal Christianity, popular Christianity, and the first beginnings of things and you want to know the Triune God for yourself, read on." Well that's my plan. I am asking the Lord to give me an understanding of what this book says as I digest it over the next month or two. I don't know why I have found it such a difficult read in the past. I am encouraged by today, however. I'm "prayerfully confident" (borrowed that awesome phrase from my lovely daughter) that exercising my mental and spiritual muscles this way will be of benefit!
I've used up more than my quota of "blogging time" today. I must go clean up the mess from making no-bakes for an after school snack. No bakes are a funny thing. They are like fudge, I never know if they will turn out OK or not. Will they be dry and crumbly, will they never set up, or will they be soft and fudgy and melt in your mouth? It doesn't help that my scrawled recipie, copied hastily from a phone call to my mother-in-law about 20 years ago, says to boil for 30 seconds while stirring. I remain convinced that I wrote that in error, but what is the mistake? Should it be 1 minute and 30 seconds? I have no idea, so I make it up every time! Now, my mother-in-law lives right next door. She has a home phone, and a cellular phone, and if I ask her I am sure she can find that same recipie again and set me straight. Yet I muddle on, experimenting with the boiling time, for 2 decades. Sometimes I win, sometimes I loose. I have no idea why I don't ask.
One of these days I'll have to blog about my home school education dilemma. That will have to wait for another time, however. Lest you think I have chickened out on my shooting adventure, the next post will be about that, I promise. I think I'm going to call my nephew and enlist his help on that one, as well. He would probably be eager to get a laugh or two teaching something new to his old Aunt D!
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Indecision
One of the things that put me on the path to this project was realizing that I seem to have lost the ability to trust my opinions and decisions on simple and complex matters. At times I think I must be crazy - my husband fondly (I hope) says I'm being a "flip-flop" when I keep changing my mind. Over and over. Again and again.
Here we are, needing to renew the phone contract and upgrade our cell phones. Considering my last "new" phone conked out after about 6 months, and I have run through my old phone, my older phone, and I think another one for good measure, I am READY for a new phone. We don't do the phone/internet thing, so how hard could it be to find a basic phone?
I researched online. I went to the AT&T store and tried them out. I asked for opinions from my friends and family. It was time to make the decision. What did I do? I narrowed it down to 2 choices, and then told my honey to pick for me. So he did. He picked one of the two for me, and the other for himself. This is making me very unhappy.
You see, the root cause of my indecision is a fear that I might not make the "best" choice. Whether it be what restaurant I eat dinner at, a new sofa, how to educate our kiddos, or a phone, I might make a choice and then find out that I would have preferred something else, or even worse, that I want something else and someone I know has it/got it/ decided "correctly" - you get the picture. Yep, I think I am staring the root of my indecision in the face. It's pretty ugly. That 4 letter word that has been around since the garden of Eden: pride.
Here I am, checking out my new toy, looking over at his new toy and wondering if it is going to turn out to be "better" than mine. Is that pathetic or what!?! It was seriously bugging me. So much that I let him know I was irritated that he didn't just get us the same phone so I didn't have to deal with these feelings. Good gravy, I'm not a baby. This is, dare I say it, STUPID.
So our phones are not the same. His might have some stuff that is cooler than mine. Does it matter? I hope not. It's a PHONE. They both work for having conversations, which is why we have them. Therefore, I am making a purposeful decision to like my phone. It was the one I really wanted, which my man (who knows me rather well) could tell. I just didn't want to commit. So I'm gonna like it. I'm not going to waste any time looking over at his to see if it is "better". Who cares?? His doesn't even have the nifty tip calculator like mine does, anyway, lol. Hmm, I guess that is still comparing. I'm just not going to do it.
I am sure most adults in the world are much more mature than I, and don't struggle with their flesh like I do. That's OK, this is my journey. I'm reminded yet again that no matter how much I stumble and am slow to learn, great is His faithfulness to carry on with a sinner like me. God is still working on this lump of clay.
PS (can you have a PS on a blog?)
It may have been a poor decision to write when I think I am succumbing to a bug. I'm pretty sure I have a fever. It may have affected my judgement in being so candid. If so, and this has been a shocking revelation, I can only say I am what I am. I'm thankful my friends already know what a goof I am, and love me anyway.
Here we are, needing to renew the phone contract and upgrade our cell phones. Considering my last "new" phone conked out after about 6 months, and I have run through my old phone, my older phone, and I think another one for good measure, I am READY for a new phone. We don't do the phone/internet thing, so how hard could it be to find a basic phone?
I researched online. I went to the AT&T store and tried them out. I asked for opinions from my friends and family. It was time to make the decision. What did I do? I narrowed it down to 2 choices, and then told my honey to pick for me. So he did. He picked one of the two for me, and the other for himself. This is making me very unhappy.
You see, the root cause of my indecision is a fear that I might not make the "best" choice. Whether it be what restaurant I eat dinner at, a new sofa, how to educate our kiddos, or a phone, I might make a choice and then find out that I would have preferred something else, or even worse, that I want something else and someone I know has it/got it/ decided "correctly" - you get the picture. Yep, I think I am staring the root of my indecision in the face. It's pretty ugly. That 4 letter word that has been around since the garden of Eden: pride.
Here I am, checking out my new toy, looking over at his new toy and wondering if it is going to turn out to be "better" than mine. Is that pathetic or what!?! It was seriously bugging me. So much that I let him know I was irritated that he didn't just get us the same phone so I didn't have to deal with these feelings. Good gravy, I'm not a baby. This is, dare I say it, STUPID.
So our phones are not the same. His might have some stuff that is cooler than mine. Does it matter? I hope not. It's a PHONE. They both work for having conversations, which is why we have them. Therefore, I am making a purposeful decision to like my phone. It was the one I really wanted, which my man (who knows me rather well) could tell. I just didn't want to commit. So I'm gonna like it. I'm not going to waste any time looking over at his to see if it is "better". Who cares?? His doesn't even have the nifty tip calculator like mine does, anyway, lol. Hmm, I guess that is still comparing. I'm just not going to do it.
I am sure most adults in the world are much more mature than I, and don't struggle with their flesh like I do. That's OK, this is my journey. I'm reminded yet again that no matter how much I stumble and am slow to learn, great is His faithfulness to carry on with a sinner like me. God is still working on this lump of clay.
PS (can you have a PS on a blog?)
It may have been a poor decision to write when I think I am succumbing to a bug. I'm pretty sure I have a fever. It may have affected my judgement in being so candid. If so, and this has been a shocking revelation, I can only say I am what I am. I'm thankful my friends already know what a goof I am, and love me anyway.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Taking the first step
Well, I've done it now. I spoke to my friend, who just so happens to own a local gun shop. She, by the way, is someone I just love. She's about as tall as the 3rd graders she teaches in Sunday school every week (OK, maybe a LITTLE taller) but she is a fiesty bundle of energy and joy. You have to smile when you are around her. Don't you just love peope like that! Ah, I am digressing...
I've explained my little project and asked for her help with my September adventure of choice. I don't think I have every touched a "real" gun. I'm not counting BB, pellet, or paintball shooters, which I have probably handled just by virtue of having 5 sons. I don't have any idea if shooting is something I will enjoy. A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far, away - my first house with my husband - I did play that Nintendo game: Duck Hunt. I played it a lot. I can still hear it in my mind, the barking dog, the sound of my "shots". If the fate of those ducks was any indication, "real" animals have nothing to fear from me! I always thought that Nintendo gun needed to be calibrated or something.
Recently I had the pleasure of talking with an old friend whose husband is quite an adventurer (if you are ever interested in going to Africa on a hunting safari ask me about his company). I asked her about going with him. Frankly I couldn't really picture it, she's so sweet and quiet and gentle. Oh yeah, she's pretty petite as well. Maybe I'm too tall to try shooting, lol. Well, her face lit up like a Christmas tree as she told me how much fun it was. That pretty much sealed it in my mind. My pick for September is learning to shoot a gun.
I may have lost you completely with that one, but I'm trying it anyway! So my gun shop owner pal is on board. I have been instructed to come on over and she will get me started. I have also been ordered, I mean asked, to report to a class at church, on September 27. Who knew it, but the Practical Sports Shooting Ministry (I think that is what PSSM stands for, my hubby might arrange those letters a little differently!) has something going on that day, in September no less, for WOMEN ONLY. How can I say no to that?
So, I guess I'll get started next week with this one. I'm a little nervous - I only like to do things I'm good at, you know. It has been proposed that I pursue obtaning a permit to carry a concealed weapon. I might not even be saying that right, that's how much I know. Ms. Gun Shop was, of course, very enthusiastic about that idea. We'll have to see about that. First I have to follow through with getting over there and seeing how the initial "session" goes! I'll say this, if nothing else I am excited about having something in the works, and about any chance to hang out with some good friends!
I have a few other components to this 9 month project, with regard to reading and household things I need to accomplish. Blogging about them; however, will have to wait for another day. I hope you are seeking out an adventure of your own!
I've explained my little project and asked for her help with my September adventure of choice. I don't think I have every touched a "real" gun. I'm not counting BB, pellet, or paintball shooters, which I have probably handled just by virtue of having 5 sons. I don't have any idea if shooting is something I will enjoy. A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far, away - my first house with my husband - I did play that Nintendo game: Duck Hunt. I played it a lot. I can still hear it in my mind, the barking dog, the sound of my "shots". If the fate of those ducks was any indication, "real" animals have nothing to fear from me! I always thought that Nintendo gun needed to be calibrated or something.
Recently I had the pleasure of talking with an old friend whose husband is quite an adventurer (if you are ever interested in going to Africa on a hunting safari ask me about his company). I asked her about going with him. Frankly I couldn't really picture it, she's so sweet and quiet and gentle. Oh yeah, she's pretty petite as well. Maybe I'm too tall to try shooting, lol. Well, her face lit up like a Christmas tree as she told me how much fun it was. That pretty much sealed it in my mind. My pick for September is learning to shoot a gun.
I may have lost you completely with that one, but I'm trying it anyway! So my gun shop owner pal is on board. I have been instructed to come on over and she will get me started. I have also been ordered, I mean asked, to report to a class at church, on September 27. Who knew it, but the Practical Sports Shooting Ministry (I think that is what PSSM stands for, my hubby might arrange those letters a little differently!) has something going on that day, in September no less, for WOMEN ONLY. How can I say no to that?
So, I guess I'll get started next week with this one. I'm a little nervous - I only like to do things I'm good at, you know. It has been proposed that I pursue obtaning a permit to carry a concealed weapon. I might not even be saying that right, that's how much I know. Ms. Gun Shop was, of course, very enthusiastic about that idea. We'll have to see about that. First I have to follow through with getting over there and seeing how the initial "session" goes! I'll say this, if nothing else I am excited about having something in the works, and about any chance to hang out with some good friends!
I have a few other components to this 9 month project, with regard to reading and household things I need to accomplish. Blogging about them; however, will have to wait for another day. I hope you are seeking out an adventure of your own!
Monday, August 24, 2009
My First Ever Blog Post!
Somehow this whole thing feels more "real" now that I've taken an official first step. I must admit, part of me thinks it would have been a better idea to just get on with it in private, and not let anyone know what I was up to. The other part of me knows better, I would have probably just given up before I started! Well, what's done is done, so I am determined to press on and get the most from this experience. I'm very excited!
I suppose it might seem strange that a person could arrive at the ripe old age of 42 and find herself confused about her own likes and dislikes. I have a pretty good handle on the major "labels" that define me. I have chosen to be a Christ-follower, I am a wife, the mother of 8 children, the mother-in-law of 1, a daughter, a granddaughter, a sister. I am happy to be a children's choir leader, a home educator's ministry leader, and in September I will again be a Bible study facilitator. Each of those roles is wonderful, challenging, and I am glad for the opportunity each provides.
My real searching involves the "little" things - that don't seem so little. To tell you the truth, I think I have been suffering from boredom. Yes, I am busy. Many days I think I am too busy, dealing with the urgent and neglecting the important. You can be busy, and bored. You can be in a house with 8 other people, and be lonely. At least I can! I had already been pondering this issue of boredom when I recently heard an idea that resonated in my spirit - what if mid-life crisis was REALLY mid-life boredom? As I was still digesting that thought, someone else mentioned this idea of being bored in the context of moving out to do what God calls you to do. I believe that over the past years, I have developed a habit of letting the "business" and "busy-ness" of my life take over, and I have not been open to trying new things. I have not been open to doing "old" things I used to enjoy. If the Lord wanted to me into a "new" area, I think He would have had to literally reach down and pick me up and move me.
As a result, I have become a person seemingly incapable of making a simple decision. Where do I want to go to dinner? What would I like to do this evening? You think of the question, I can provide the "I don't know". I can also provide a giant list of pros and cons for each side of the simplest question. This is NOT living. Where is the fun in analizing each moment to death? In fact, fun of any kind has been absent from my life for quite some time, and I'm realizing it is because I have not intentionally made sure to include it.
So here I am, standing at the beginning of a purposeful journey. I am determined to find out what I like, and what I don't. I am going to spend the next 9 months trying new things, re-trying old things, being open to possibilities, and discovering who I really am. Lest alarm bells are going off in your mind, I do not mean I am going to go crazy and throw my morals to the wind, nor am I in any way re-considering my faith in Jesus Christ. I am talking about things people do as hobbies, primarily for simple enjoyment, although some do turn into lifelong passions and careers. I am going to make decisions - and stick with them! The sky won't fall. I might find out I don't really like shooting, or riding a motorcycle all by myself, or hmm, any number of other things. I might just find out I LOVE scrapbooking or flying, but I'm not counting on it. I'm just deciding to be open to the possiblity...
I suppose it might seem strange that a person could arrive at the ripe old age of 42 and find herself confused about her own likes and dislikes. I have a pretty good handle on the major "labels" that define me. I have chosen to be a Christ-follower, I am a wife, the mother of 8 children, the mother-in-law of 1, a daughter, a granddaughter, a sister. I am happy to be a children's choir leader, a home educator's ministry leader, and in September I will again be a Bible study facilitator. Each of those roles is wonderful, challenging, and I am glad for the opportunity each provides.
My real searching involves the "little" things - that don't seem so little. To tell you the truth, I think I have been suffering from boredom. Yes, I am busy. Many days I think I am too busy, dealing with the urgent and neglecting the important. You can be busy, and bored. You can be in a house with 8 other people, and be lonely. At least I can! I had already been pondering this issue of boredom when I recently heard an idea that resonated in my spirit - what if mid-life crisis was REALLY mid-life boredom? As I was still digesting that thought, someone else mentioned this idea of being bored in the context of moving out to do what God calls you to do. I believe that over the past years, I have developed a habit of letting the "business" and "busy-ness" of my life take over, and I have not been open to trying new things. I have not been open to doing "old" things I used to enjoy. If the Lord wanted to me into a "new" area, I think He would have had to literally reach down and pick me up and move me.
As a result, I have become a person seemingly incapable of making a simple decision. Where do I want to go to dinner? What would I like to do this evening? You think of the question, I can provide the "I don't know". I can also provide a giant list of pros and cons for each side of the simplest question. This is NOT living. Where is the fun in analizing each moment to death? In fact, fun of any kind has been absent from my life for quite some time, and I'm realizing it is because I have not intentionally made sure to include it.
So here I am, standing at the beginning of a purposeful journey. I am determined to find out what I like, and what I don't. I am going to spend the next 9 months trying new things, re-trying old things, being open to possibilities, and discovering who I really am. Lest alarm bells are going off in your mind, I do not mean I am going to go crazy and throw my morals to the wind, nor am I in any way re-considering my faith in Jesus Christ. I am talking about things people do as hobbies, primarily for simple enjoyment, although some do turn into lifelong passions and careers. I am going to make decisions - and stick with them! The sky won't fall. I might find out I don't really like shooting, or riding a motorcycle all by myself, or hmm, any number of other things. I might just find out I LOVE scrapbooking or flying, but I'm not counting on it. I'm just deciding to be open to the possiblity...
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