Do the things you used to talk about doing but never did. Know when to let go and when to hold on tight. Stop rushing. Don't be intimidated to say it like it is. Stop apologizing all the time. Learn to say no, so your yes has some oomph. Spend time with the friends who lift you up, and cut loose the ones who bring you down. Stop giving your power away. Be more concerned with being interested than being interesting. Be old enough to appreciate your freedom, and young enough to enjoy it. Finally know who you are.”
- Kristin Armstrong
Stolen from here
Monday, February 21, 2011
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
PEOPLE ARE DREAMING OF ME
Okay let me tell you guys something that is very crazy. I may have mentioned before that there is a young tenderoni (showing my age) 23 years old that has had a crush on my for the past 4 years. We talk from time to time I feel like his big sister most of the time and but ultimately he is good for my ego.
Well the tenderoni sends me a text saying that he had a dream about me and at first I was afraid of what he was going to say but he said "nothin freaky you were extra skinny (he doesn't know about surgery) though and your eyes were sooooooo beautiful i was nervous to speak to you" he also told me he almost didnt recognize me at first. I was like yea you wer dreaming.
Fast forward about a week later I get an email from a former co-worker who retired in January she knows I had the surgery because I referred her to my doctor and she consequently had the surgery as well. Well she now lives in the mountain, anyways....she emails me saying that she had a dream of me the night before and in her dream I was really skinny and had on this beautiful dress and...SHE ALMOST DIDN'T RECOGNIZE ME. It really freaked me out for her to use some of the same words that the Tenderoni used. I emailed her back and told her that I hope to make her dreams come true. He said beautiful eyes and she said beautiful dress well I'm just hoping for the skinny part lol!
I wish I had good news on the weight loss front but I had to get my last fill removed because I got to a point where I couldn't even drink anything. My doctor says I will probably need to come back and get a smidge of it put back in (ok he didn't use the word smidge). I am trying to not get discourage by this lack of progress and I had been doing well on the exercise front (and by well it just means I was doing some) but since I have started the second job I haven't been motivated to exercise, every free moment I am trying to spend time with my son, get some resemblance of order in my apartment or go to sleep. But I know this is life and death and I am going to make the time
Well the tenderoni sends me a text saying that he had a dream about me and at first I was afraid of what he was going to say but he said "nothin freaky you were extra skinny (he doesn't know about surgery) though and your eyes were sooooooo beautiful i was nervous to speak to you" he also told me he almost didnt recognize me at first. I was like yea you wer dreaming.
Fast forward about a week later I get an email from a former co-worker who retired in January she knows I had the surgery because I referred her to my doctor and she consequently had the surgery as well. Well she now lives in the mountain, anyways....she emails me saying that she had a dream of me the night before and in her dream I was really skinny and had on this beautiful dress and...SHE ALMOST DIDN'T RECOGNIZE ME. It really freaked me out for her to use some of the same words that the Tenderoni used. I emailed her back and told her that I hope to make her dreams come true. He said beautiful eyes and she said beautiful dress well I'm just hoping for the skinny part lol!
I wish I had good news on the weight loss front but I had to get my last fill removed because I got to a point where I couldn't even drink anything. My doctor says I will probably need to come back and get a smidge of it put back in (ok he didn't use the word smidge). I am trying to not get discourage by this lack of progress and I had been doing well on the exercise front (and by well it just means I was doing some) but since I have started the second job I haven't been motivated to exercise, every free moment I am trying to spend time with my son, get some resemblance of order in my apartment or go to sleep. But I know this is life and death and I am going to make the time
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