Control Alt Delete

Recently I got a forward that had some funny little, don't you wish you could...blah blah blah. It was good and I did forward it. I don't mind the forwards that make me laugh, especially when they do not say, you must forward.

Anyway, one of the funny little things said,..

"wouldn't it be nice if whenever we messed up our life, we could simply press, "Ctrl Alt Delete" and start over?"

I keep thinking about this. Man, wouldn't it be great? I mean really! I can not tell you how much that could help me out this year. Things just kindof happened, and suddenly, whoops! How can I fix that?

I tell myself, that it isn't suppose to happen like that. We learn from our mistakes and from others as well. I am not always clear on why I had to go through certain things, but I am pretty crystal clear that it happened for a reason. Whether I like it or not. God didn't give us a Control Alt Delete button so we would understand and grow from our mistakes.

But, sometimes, just sometimes, it sure would be great to push that button and start over!

The Dreadful "Fat" Pants

For years I have giggled about women having their "fat" pants. You know what I am talking about. The pants that you keep because you may gain weight and have nothing else that fits. The pants that most likely are sweats or some other kind of comfy pants with a draw string type closure.

I have been very blessed to be thin most my life. Okay, too thin for a majority of my life. However, after two kids and a Dietitian that taught me how to eat, I have maintained a healthy weight for at least 10 years. I love fattening foods. I eat olives, sweets, fried foods, buttered foods, and soda. I am a nibbler. Gotta have chips & dip, cookies, candy, all day.

Last year, things started to shift in my body. The alarms must have gone off and said.. "she's 45 now! make her look it!". At first, I wasn't to bothered about moving away from my "targeted weight". For 10 years I have had to get on the scales to be sure I was within this targeted weight. But, the problem had always been, going below, never did I exceed it. So, no problem, I felt normal. Now, it is becoming a problem.

I seem to have NOTHING that fits me in the area between my waist and knees. What the Sam Hell is happening? I have one pair of jeans I can squeeze into, but it is not pretty what spills over the waist. I have ripped out the liners in three of my dress pants. Last night I couldn't get into a pair of JAMMIE BOTTOMS!

I bought these slightly ugly Capri pants to wear to the Race for a Cure. I bought them because of the comfort factor and they have deep pockets. They are mesh, black & have a draw string. I seem to be wearing them alot lately. Yesterday I tried to wear them out in public. Sergio asked me to please change. Apparently he isn't ready for the rest of the world to see me wearing such things.

I need to go shopping. Better yet, maybe I will actually start exercising. Any suggestions on a quick reduction in the waist, butt, and thighs?

The High School Website

I went to Thomas Carr Howe High School. There is a website for our school ( tchowe.com ). On occasion I would pop on, got caught up on some current events of peoples lives. It is fun to check the general message board. Usually there hasn't been much, except when a reunion was coming up. Or occasionally someone is looking for someone.

However, lately there is alot of activity on this website. It kindof started with the Class of 1981. Someone wrote something intriguing about old feelings then one by one people started to try to figure out who, what, & where. Then it just got fun & sociable. Reading the stories is like going down memory lane. New post started coming in. Other classes wanted to have their own classes throw out some memories (including my class ~1980~). The comments are funny. The class of 1981 has well over 10,000 hits already! Either it is addicting or too many people have nothing better to do. Now, even I, find myself checking it daily. Sometimes I will add something, sometimes just laugh at what I read.

It reminds me of the younger generation with their MySpace & Facebook. It just is something interesting and addicting. I also have to read my Bestie's Blog every day. Since Sheri is a writer, it is always written well, keeps you interested. Makes you think. Reading it is the first thing I do in the morning with a cup of coffee, as well as the last thing at night I read.

Although I will never have such a gift to write as Sheri, nor reach out to as many people as the Howe website, I will continue to write in this little Blog. It is a release for me. A wonderful way to speak my peace. My audience is tiny. I have told several about it, but only have one faithful reader (Thanks for believing in me & encouraging me Sheri!). I just want to have fun with it.

Good Intentions

I am the Queen of Good Intentions!

This morning while having a chat with my Mom, this became apparrent. We were discussing upcoming graduations, particularly, my niece, and I was telling my Mom this great idea I had to do for the neice, as well as other kids I know going through graduation. But even trying to do a smaller scale of this project will be well outside my budget. I will end up giving an envelope with a note & check (which she will be grateful for). I will be disappointed because my idea is really cool.

I am one of those people that always think of good things to do for someone or something but rarely find the time (or money) to follow through. When someone does something no matter how small, I want to thank them. Show appreciation. Especially for the little things. Sure, I have manners and try to always say, "Thank You" & "Have a Nice Day". But I always want to do more. I want people to know that it matters that they have been kind or helpful. It seems that we always are ready to complain. We always make the time to file that complaint. But why is it that we don't make the time to let a manager know that the employee went an extra mile that was appreciated? Or remember to send a random email to a teacher, thanking them for being patient with our child?

I am also always procrastinating about crafty projects. I have a ton of baby clothes that are going to "one day" be turned into Christmas tree skirts for the girls and myself. I have several scrapebooks, pretty paper, stickers & photos waiting to be put into adorable gifts for my girls (I was up late hours trying to get a couple done for Emily's graduation last year). They sit in boxes waiting to be created.

Then there is the business side of me....I have organizing methods, but the piles are climbing that need to go into that system. And don't even ask me about the taxes... for last year!

Maybe, I need to manage my time better and prioritize. I will make a list.....