At what point do you say, “it’s enough”?

Most of us have been taught to “forgive and forget” … “love one another” …

But at what point does it become verbal abuse that you are allowing yourself to endure?

One can only take so much negativity towards them before they crack. … And me? I’ve cracked. I have emotional scar tissue that can never be removed.

There are many forms of “bullies” in our lives. It starts at the school yard … and ends in racism, whether it be towards your skin color, beliefs, body type or lifestyle.

Ask yourself… Are you an emotional bully? Are you teaching your children to love or hurt? Before you react, are you thinking of others? What your words could be causing?

If not … take a long look in the mirror and ask yourself this …

Was it worth it? …
…

What have you done for someone today? Was it positive? Or could you have been an emotional bully?
…

I encourage you to take the time today to make a difference.

Right the wrong.

Or just send a friendly note to someone.

I promise it will change their day … and maybe yours.



"Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It's not." Dr Seuss

The Update Blog

This last month has been nothing less than a roller coaster of emotions for Brian and I.
As you all know, I have been going through some tummy issues, come to find out ... We were pregnant! First emotion. SCARED! Second. Overjoyed. Not that we were planning another baby, but we welcomed the surprise with open arms and hearts.

After two ultrasounds, we found out that this wasn't a "typical" pregnancy. We just didn't have all the answers yet, still had "hope".

More tests done. More stress. More waiting. ... Less hope.

Tests came back. I was having a belighted ovum pregnancy. I was 12 weeks pregnant. With a gestational sac that stopped growth at 7 weeks.

Monday my HCG levels were 49,464. Wednesday 47,278. With numbers that high, my body wasn't taking to the miscarriage naturally. That also meant. My hormone levels were still high and making me feel VERY pregnant. Still sick, still cravings. Everything was there except the baby.

The hardest thing emotionally that I have EVER had to go through.

Thursday was my D&C. The first few days were very difficult for me. Physically but more emotionally than anything.

Everyday gets a little better.

... And I definitely couldn't have gotten through ANY of this with out my wonderful husband and family and friends, you all are such a HUGE support system for me. You have no idea! I love you all, and thank you. Even for your thoughts for us at this time.

Things that make me SMILE:

Brian has to listen to Italian music when he cooks. :)
Isaiah dancing like Michael Jackson.
Reading songs Kalea "writes".
BJ needing to tell me to have good dreams every night before he goes to bed.
Lynea calling the flash from a camera a light saber.
Mangoes in a jar.
Ice Cream cake.
((Crap now I can't stop thinking about food))
Saying MEOW in sentences instead of NOW.
White tulips.
Friends that bring me ice cream sandwiches in the middle of the day.
((Shoots, I'm thinking of food again))
When I see two days off in a row on my schedule.
When Ny does her *firework* dance.
Cute video/picture texts from friends.
...
I can go on. But meow, I must go eat some ice cream meow.

What are some things that make YOU smile?

Toodles.

Things that make you go ... GRRRRR.

1. Not enough sleep.

2. Working 7 days in a row with no days off.

3. Leaving belts in your jeans when you put them in the hamper.

4. Getting blasted in the head with cold water, when you go to take a nice warm bath.

5. Stinky diapers in the garbage.

6. People that think they know everything, yet in reality sounds like buffoons.

7. Dirty dishes in a sink of water ... that's cold.

8. Feeling hungry, yet can't eat anything.

9. Plate full of food thrown off a highchair.

10. Trash in kid's rooms.

STAY TUNED. I promise I'll be in a better mood later. :)

Fiesta Lime Chicken

Marinade
1 cup water
1/3 cup teriyaki sauce
2 tablespoons lime juice
2 teaspoons minced garlic
1 teaspoon liquid smoke flavoring
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/4 teaspoon ground ginger

Dressing
ranch dressing
salsa

Chicken
boneless breast
(makes about 4)

Additional Ingredients
shredded cheddar cheese
blue corn tortilla chips

Marinade your chicken for 3-4 hours.

Broil, but keep rack in the oven in the middle, 5-6 minutes per side, or until
chicken juice runs clear.
Take chicken out. Prepare another pan with blue corn tortilla chips on the bottom. Put chicken on chips. Top chicken with a good amount of your ranch/salsa sauce. Then top with cheese.
Broil another minute. Or until cheese is melted. Watch closely!!!

Take out. Top with fresh squeezed lime.

DELISHES. ENJOY!!!

Beyond Shocked

So. I've prepped for two days to go in and have my upper and lower GI. I get there today. Get changed. Get my IV put in. Sign all my paper work. Get prepped, and are waiting for the Dr.
It's supposed to start at 10:00. ... It's now 10:30. Something in me is telling me something must be wrong.
Finally. The DR comes in.
DR: "What are you in for today."
I told him.
DR: "No. You're not." ... "We aren't doing anything today. We ran some tests."
...
Me: Blank stare*
*Hands me the paper*
DR: "You're pregnant."
Me: Blank stare*
Brian: "Did you run the test again?"
Dr: "We did. TWICE."
Me: *Blank stare*

Holy crap, people. The shock of our life. I'm STILL in shock. We were NOT planning this. In any way shape or form.
A baby.
We are gong to have a baby!
INSANE! INSANE!
I'm still in shock.

I'm scared. Happy. Shocked. Eeeep!

'Cause I'm sick of my jiggly parts ...

This past year has kinda kicked my butt. With all my stomach issues and all that jazz. I've kind of just been doing things to keep me comfortable, instead of in pain. ... Which has led to ... drum roll please ... jiggly parts.

I. Need. To. Lose. Weight.

*Time warp*

3 days ago, the kids begged me to play Just Dance 2. Against my better judgment. I did. ...
What song did I get? Some Tribal Dance song. Eeep.
I was dying. I couldn't breath. I was sweating. On the verge of passing out.
We were all laughing hysterically.
I was having ... FUN!

Since then. We've played every night. Battling each other. Laughing together.

*Light bulb moment*

Have you heard of "Supersize Me?. The documentary of the man that ate all that McDonalds?

Well, I decided I will do the ...

Wait for it ...

Just Dance 2 Challenge. I think I'll call it. UNsupersize Me.

What better than to have family time, have fun, and lose weight all at the same time.

Will this work? ... I dunno. That's the experiment.

I'll go buy my biggest nemesis, 'the scale'. And post updates.

Wish me luck, and feel free to follow along with my experiment ... UNsupersize me.

Until next time ...