Friday, December 31, 2010
10.) Apple, I love my iPad, but why was there no camera in the first place? I am not picking on you...I am just asking.
9.) We did not find our ranch. Yes, that was very disappointing. The positive side is we lost no money this time. San Luis Obispo...we want a place already!
8.) I found out at SF Bloggy Boot Camp that my other name for my blog could have been asked to cease by the small town in Italy. So now I have to start all over with followers. I have over 400+ followers, now I don't even have 10. The good news is I had a nice time at SF Bloggy Boot Camp.
7.) My sister came out for only a few days. Positive side was I got to see her.
6.) Every orchid plant I buy dies before a 2 month period. But I am not giving up on these plants.
5.) The shorts I wore at Disneyland may have offended some people, but guess what...I don't care! I was trying to convince myself that I was not as round as I really am. It is too late to change what has already happened anyway!
4.) My 2 giant dogs have broken too many pots. Biggies, give me a break we have already established that I am bad with houseplants these days. Lay off my big terra cotta pots! Stop using my saucers as sleds for the hill!
3.) Too many jewelry makers are making things I like. Stop already. I think I may be an addict!
2.) Artists of the world I love your work. See #3
1.) I am still fat!
The fat bottom line is...I have to change, and work at it.
Eat better, stick with it, and exercise!
What did not work for you this year?
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Hubby tried to reassure me to find another place. The location of another place is pretty far. Do I really want to drive so far, when the reality is I have so much already here? After much disappointment I decided that I was not going to allow the fact that one location was out of the question. I already have so much equipment. I am even a member of Spark People, so I am putting Spark People at the top of my bookmark bar.
I worked out for 30 mins today. I am pretty proud of myself. I am going to reward myself with a brand new pair of sneakers after I work out for 2 weeks. I just refuse to allow myself to get any fluffier!
Are you starting your New Year resolutions early?
Sunday, December 26, 2010
I am trying to talk myself into going to a class of kickboxing. It is something that I love, and it is an opportunity for me to get myself out of my comfort zone. Meet some new people and get healthy. I believe this is the step in the right direction that I need. I may even go as early as this Tuesday before all the people that are making their New Years resolution. I can get a jump ahead of time. One hour of my day. One hour to whip my ass into shape again. I think this may be part of void. Something Santa can't bring. This is something I have to do! I have to make this choice.
Do you need something Santa can't bring?
Friday, December 24, 2010
One thing that I really look forward to is going to the Italian Deli. First thing on Christmas Eve morning I go to the Italian Deli. It pays to be one of the first ones, and there is always a line. One of the older gentlemen will tease everyone, and post a sign that they will not open until ah hour later.
Once you are inside you are treated like family. The older guys always flirt, and make you feel 10 years younger. I think I have never paid FULL price for all the food we get each year. It is like a bonus for being part of the entertainment. Everyone is laughing, and having a great time. The same people also show up for Easter. I wonder if those people are C and E Catholics like my husband.
One of the candies we can't do without is
Have a very Merry Christmas Eve!
Thursday, December 23, 2010
I have thought of a million themes to write about, but my motivation level to share so much has been low. I have really avoided so many sweets and candies, and have been quite proud of myself for eating well. Now, I just have to dig a little deeper to exercise and enjoy doing it.
I have a great journal app. on my iPad that I just love. It allows you to add photos to the journal too. Pretty impressed with it.
I miss blogging, and I am going to find my way back to enjoying this again.
Warm wishes to you all! Merry Christmas on this eve of Christmas Eve.
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Some companies these days don't even have a Christmas party any longer. They forgo the whole thing since people over indulge and then want to sue someone for their own overindulgence. I think it is sad, but understandable. A small company could be put out of business with just one idiot ruining it for everyone else.
There is no drinking at the party, and I think that is a good thing. This year I have opted out of attending the Christmas party for moms at school. I just don't feel like being around everyone without making a real effort to improve myself. This year was suppose to be the year I got in shape. It did not turn out that way. I had hoped that I would inspire other people instead I just can't find the inspiration for myself. I don't think I am going to find it at a Christmas party where everyone is going to be drinking.
I did buy an app that has helped me have a more positive frame of mind. It ask you a series of 5 questions every morning. I have only had it for three days...I hope this acts as a spring board into more action that I can take to get my ass out of the comfortable chair and exercise.
The couple in the Bay look like they are having a great time while I was eating crab at the party. Do you attend many Christmas parties?
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
In the book I ran across this...Italians enjoy a furbo, this is someone that is cunning enough to pull of a deception of some kind. There are various levels of being a furbo too. A furbetto is a little child that blames another child for something they did. Fubacchione is someone that obtains a permit for something illegal like a rectangular pool that is lined in cement, but calls it storage vat for local firefighters. Furbastro is someone that can make money out of the a scam. A Furbone will end up making big profits, and negotiating a deal for the whole village. Someone that is a furbizia is a little deceiver.
So what is the point of telling you all of this? My son is a furbo. Geez, he is in the 6th grade now, but he is experienced beyond his years. He has always been great at distracting people with his charm and charisma. He talks to everyone. They tell him their life story while we wait in line to pay for the groceries. Old women whip out their wallets full of cats, and tell him the name of each cat. When they were born, and the story of how each cat is unique in its own special way.
Once he started going to school he discovered that there were things he loved about school, and things he did not. Well, the things he did not do he made excuses for not getting them done. ONE of the many things he did was to tell his teacher he could not see across the room. He failed his eye test at school, so the school told me in a meeting with the Principal, Learning Specialist, and Therapist were all on hand to tell me that I should take my son to Berkeley twice a week to an eye specialist. This is not a cheap trip. We paid thousands of dollars, and I worried "How could I not see that my son had a vision problem?", Is there something more seriously wrong? So many questions were swirling around in my head. Two years we went to the specialist at Berkeley.
One day I noticed that he told me about a car that I could not even see on the other side of the road. I told the "Specialist" that I thought he was just loving all the attention. She told me that it was almost impossible for a child to fool all their high tech equipment. He would have to be a genius to pull off something so sophisticated. So like I said this went on for two years. Two times a week. It was sessions that were only suppose to last an hour, as my daughter and I waited in the lobby. Interns were in the room testing, and having him play video games that "strengthened" his eyes. One day the interns that I left him with were running around from one side of the building to another. I went in to find out what was going on, and my son told them he would not play one of these games without a crown. They had been making him a crown, and allowing him to boss them around. He was even having them call him "King Sergio". I was pissed! My daughter and I had been waiting in the lobby for him to have a crown made. I told the interns to just come and get me the next time he acts like this. They then told me "We don't want to hurt the relationship we have with Sergio. We like to make sure the child wants to come back, since it is a stressful time for the child."
We attended the two nights a week for the two years. Finally, I stood up to all the authority figures, believing that there was nothing seriously wrong at this point. I took him to a regular eye doctor to figure out if her really did need glasses. It was getting a second opinion without the school or Berkeley involved. The OTHER eye specialist told me that some kids just crave a little extra attention. Why don't we allow him to have a very low prescription glasses. I did this, and we went back to Berkeley because I had to have a signed paper that he had completed the whole course. He had eye drops put in his eyes the day I took this photo. He looks like he is 6 going on 50. His sister does not look pleased. This is just one of the many, many, episodes that we have danced around with my son the furbo. Do you have a furbo in your home?