Holy shit, I’m alive. Really I am; ok maybe not totally, but yeah, you get the picture. I forget I have this account all the time even when people mention they have an account. Go figure.
Fly away with me on a journey of magic, of the fey and so much more.
Taken July 2nd, 2012, by myself.
Vacation was great. Had a great time. After four days though, I can honestly say I was very glad to be driving home. I think a lot had to do with the fact that it was just to bloody hot. Sleeping at night was hard because of the heat. I have a lot of pictures and I am actually quite proud of the pictures.
Places that we visited while in Niagara Falls.
- Butterfly Conservatory
- Bird Kingdom
- Safari Niagara
- The Guinness book of records Museum
- The Wax Museum
- The Sky Wheel
- and a couple of other places
All in all it was a great week. As I said before glad to be home where I’m a little cooler lol. I’ll eventually show some pics, just not at this very moment.
A new journey a new page and new chapter
So a little over a year ago I quit smoking. Go me and I really say go me. I will not be smoking ever again. A few things that help along that way with that one, are my husband had lung cancer and defeated it. Plus we lost one of his sisters to Cancer, recently. If those two alone are not enough to defeat the want to smoke then I have to look to my step grandson and granddaughter and only look at them. So, yes I am not smoking again, even though at times I do end up with cravings but that is something that never really goes away.
I started recently going to gym and working out. I’ve been working on my cardio to get it up and better so I can actually run instead of constantly walking (walking isn’t bad at all though) I do have a couple of problems that slow my progress down. I have a nerve that acts up on my left side and in the process usually ends up with me limping because it goes right down into my foot and I can tell you it hurts. I keep going though. I’ve lost about ten pounds. I’m not ever really sure how much I’ve lost to be honest. I do know I’ve lost a bit because I can slide my pants down. That’s more then you probably wanted to know but it’s an achievement I’m proud of. I even show my husband the gap in my pants. See I find it better if I don’t know what I’m losing. I go by my clothing; I know it may not be the best way, but honestly, I do not want to become obsessed with the need to know my weight. I do check every now and then, but I’m not checking every day or ever week. It’s not something I want to focus on.
Sure I want to lose a lot of weight, but that’s not the main reason. I want to change how I view things, how I eat and how I do things. Some might think it’s an easy process but really it’s not. I have to account for the fact that I have Irritable Bowel Syndrome as well (IBS) which at times makes it hard to eat the foods I should be eating. Some days my gut is on fire and it hurts. Other days, I’m fine. That’s the sad thing with IBS. But anyway, I’m not trying to focus on the bad here, more the good. I’ve lost a bit of weight and I am forcing myself to go to the gym do things that I wouldn’t normally have ever thought to do. So the gym I go, and if you’re thinking what gym. It’s simply the YMCA but it’s a good place for me.
I’m just happy that I’m following through on what my thoughts were when I quit smoking over a year ago. It means a lot to me personally. So yeah, that’s the positive thing. I’m keeping at it and pretending that all the voices in my head are cheering me on and making it all worth while.
I remembered I had a tumblr…. Even remembered the password. Go me?
I only one one thing, and I doubt very much you can grant me or anyone for that matter this gift.
I want the cancer of the world to be gone, I want the disease of the world to be gone. I want Autism, ADHD, and every other mental disorder gone. Simply put Santa, I want all the bad to disappear, but know you can’t grant me that because it’s not within your capacity to be able to do it. So maybe I should ask this; can you give the ones that suffer from illness and disorders an extra hug from me ‘cause the world can sure you more hugs.
The world is full of idiots. Some good people and some people that get caught in the cross fire of said idiots. What do you do when you can’t do a damn thing for someone. Well, offer the best thing you’ve got and that’s your friendship and support. Yep that’s the best thing that can be given. No advice on what to do, but just plain and simple support. It is also a case of sitting around to see if there is anything we can do.
There is do much going on through my head it is unreal. I’m not going to go into detail of what it is because honestly, while it is serious, I’d rather see my friends and buddies happy rather then me. Suffice to say, things here are not the greatest. So yeah, I’d rather help my other buddies then try to sort the the crap that has piled up and there’s nothing I can do about it. The walls are barely standing, but they are standing and that’s the way it’s going to be.
A beef and a big one.
Plus size woman should band together!
As I walk into Wal-mart. Or any department store really I find I’m reluctant to walk to the clothing, more specifically the woman’s section. I’m not tiny, I’m not a perfect size 10 or even a 12. I’m a size 20 which translates to a 2X. The clothing that is there in the plus isle is to say the least; UGLY, and no options. I’m a type of gal that likes things with options. You know a nice t-shirt with smurfs on it or something. But I’ve yet to see something like that - oh wait.. unless you’re either and xl and down sure you can get it.
How is that fair? How is that fair that the plus size woman have to suffer with just a few options when the smaller woman have options aplenty. Lets not go into the fact that if you’re a plus size your clothing is sometimes more expensive then regular clothing. Sure I know a full figured woman is not build like a smaller woman. Heck I even understand that. But what I don’t understand is the fact that we are pushed to have crappy clothes that neither look good on us and or make us look older then what we really are. It’s unfair and unjust.
Even the sewing industry has limited patterns for the not so skilled person. Most hobbie sewers have no clue how to alter a size 8 pattern to a size that will fit them. This limits that area too. How are the plus size woman supposed to get clothing that both looks good on them and makes them feel good. Oh right, be more then well off and you can probably totally walk through the stores and spend a pretty penny.
Honestly, not a lot of woman have that kind of mine. So it’s still unjust and unfair. It forces us woman to look at ourselves in a bad light. Where this generation has been trying to stop the bad image rep - that all of us have to be skinny and perfect. Yet..they never once thought to look at the clothing we wear either. hmmm makes you think doesn’t it?
You know for the life of me I can’t seem to stick to one creative thing. But at least painting and the likes is fun! Latest project I did. It took me four hours all together. I know it doesn’t look like anything spectacular and it isn’t. However, it’s nice clean looking and filling in the spots that the paint didn’t get too was the long part. Main color is black with dry brushing of two different shades of gray.
Now it’s sitting outside in my little garden. I might just have to bring it in every night…what a pain but it beats it walking off (getting stolen)