I heard someone suggest the other day to write out each area of your life and what you are thankful for in that area. Since it is so appropriate for Thanksgiving, I thought that it should be my update. I haven't thought this through yet, so I have no idea what I will be writing. Even though this might be like setting barracudas loose on myself, here goes.
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FRIENDS - I'm thankful for the friends I have made at school. I don't get out very often to make friends anywhere else. Plus for a long time I've been afraid to try. For the longest time I surrounded myself with the wrong kind of people. It is so great to belong to a group of like-minded people in so many areas. I'm thankful that even when we fight or get on each others nerves, we usually forget about it by the next day. I'm thankful for some friends specifically, and I'm going to name names - if I haven't mentioned you, it DOESN'T mean you aren't my friend.
Deb, I love how you sit back and just watch everyone. I love how much you have grown, and I'm talking about JUST what I can see. I know there is so much more than meets the eye, and you've had a lot to deal with, but I think you've done an excellent job. I'm thankful to have someone like you as a friend.
Desiree, I'm so thrilled to find someone who can read my mind the way you can. I haven't had that since I was 15. (Which is more years than I like to think about!) We have so much in common, and I'm going to miss you terribly when you leave our class!
Krystal, I'm thankful for you for what may be an unusual reason, and I hope I don't offend here. It took me a while to really get a feel for you. The fact that you were in the military intimidated me. Other people from the military in my past scared the crap out of me, so I just didn't know how to relate to you. It only took six months (!), but I think I understand how you tick now. I always try to wait to know someone before making a judgment, but with people who were former military, I wasn't doing that. I'd always assume wrong things, and not even try to get to know them. You have shown me how bright, intelligent, sweet, and sometimes vulnerable, people can be in the military, too. I'm going to make my apology here for misjudging you from the first. Please forgive me.
Andrew, you are really funny, sometimes annoyingly so. :-) It's just not that often that I can laugh so much, even at silly things with someone. I don't think you have Tourette's anymore!
Lynda, you've been there for me through the weight loss battle, even when I'm not really trying. Thanks for being supportive and accepting of me exactly the way I am.
Valare, Thanks for being a friend and being patient with me, even when my life gets so busy, it seems I don't have time for anyone.
Jessica, There have been times I didn't think we would still be friends 4 years after I moved away from being your neighbor. I'm glad we still are. I'm thankful our kids get along again, because we can actually spend time together now.
Becky, you're the one who kicked my backside and made me get a move on with my life. If it hadn't been for you, I wouldn't have all these other great friends to write about!
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FAMILY - I'm thankful that I have such a wonderful child and husband, and that my husband and I are working on our issues. As much as I hate to admit it, I'm even thankful for his family, even though I don't always feel like I'm truly part of it. That's probably my doing though. I've always had a hard time opening up to new people who have a lot of potential to be able to hurt me. If you know my past, go figure.
Nicole, I'm so thankful we've worked past our problems! I think being in this class together is going to be really good for us together, separately, and individually. (I hope you understood that, even if no one else does!)
Bubba Duck, you are and probably always will be my favorite sibling. I'm thankful that we get along (at least when we don't live together, and I've found out that's fairly normal for a lot of siblings). I'm thankful I can talk to you about any problem and get an ear. I'm thankful you are comfortable talking to me, too...And I'm glad we can have fun, even when we're talking about something pretty serious!
Aunt Marjorie, I'm thankful that I have at least one extended family member I can relate to. It really means a lot to me that you are not the kind of person to listen to gossip or shun the black sheep of the family. I'm thankful to have you as a tie to my roots.
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HEALTH
Seems like my health is something I'm always battling with. But I'm thankful I'm as healthy as I am, and that my biggest problem is fixable.
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RELATIONSHIP TO SELF
I'm thankful that I have learned so much about who I am, and learned a lot of the expectations I have of myself and others have of me can be unrealistic. I've been so hard on myself because I always thought I had to be a certain way or be who others wanted me to be. I'm me. And I'm happy with me. I was going to list a whole other category of spiritual thankfulness, but in some ways, I can fit that here. God doesn't expect me to be a different person. God doesn't expect perfection. I'm thankful for the Gift He gave us, and for all the people who remind me of that through their own lives.
Wednesday, November 23, 2005
Monday, November 21, 2005
Finally, I Understand....
So I feel like a bit of a heel.
The last thing I wanted to do with this blog is talk about people all the time. But I think that is the best way for ME to understand people...to discuss events relating to them.
I learned today several things. Or maybe I didn't LEARN them, but they sure hit me between the eyes.
Some people, even if they are in a leadership position, are easily led by others. Too easily. Some people are more sensitive than even I am, and that's really saying something. Others get really bitchy and take things out on the wrong people, and yet others - and this is the one that drives me really batty - think the louder they are, the more right it makes them. These are the same people who, if you have genuinely wronged them or hurt them, won't accept or even listen to an apology.
I'm often surprised to see little quirks in people's personalities. Though I must confess it makes me seriously wonder which of those annoying traits I have. All I can do is try to be a sensitive, caring person, and let God do the rest.
Wish I didn't care so much what others think of me.
The last thing I wanted to do with this blog is talk about people all the time. But I think that is the best way for ME to understand people...to discuss events relating to them.
I learned today several things. Or maybe I didn't LEARN them, but they sure hit me between the eyes.
Some people, even if they are in a leadership position, are easily led by others. Too easily. Some people are more sensitive than even I am, and that's really saying something. Others get really bitchy and take things out on the wrong people, and yet others - and this is the one that drives me really batty - think the louder they are, the more right it makes them. These are the same people who, if you have genuinely wronged them or hurt them, won't accept or even listen to an apology.
I'm often surprised to see little quirks in people's personalities. Though I must confess it makes me seriously wonder which of those annoying traits I have. All I can do is try to be a sensitive, caring person, and let God do the rest.
Wish I didn't care so much what others think of me.
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
For the Second Time Today....a Rant
Another soapbox? You betcha!
We homeschool our 7 year old son. He's a very intelligent child. We do very little bookwork, but a lot of hands on. For example, he's been learning internet seaches and computer file structure. He's reading Huckleberry Finn. He's been learning anatomy & physiology from COLLEGE textbooks. (Mine - from massage therapy classes...and he knows it better than some of my classmates!) He's intensely curious. When my husband did some electrical work in our house, our son got to help, and learn about electrical wiring and how electricity behaves. He loves to watch Modern Marvels and Engineering Disasters on the History Channel. He's studying nutrition right along with me for the last couple of weeks.
So what's my rant? People who don't understand what homeschooling is and what it's all about. Think you have to have your child sitting at a table for 8 hours every day for them to get an education. We do bookwork, we just do MORE hands on. He's a kinesthetic learner. He learns by DOING. He can do all the math he's 'supposed' to be able to do at his age and more. The ONLY thing he is a bit behind in is his handwriting and spelling. He was slow to start, so I didn't push it until he was ready...but that is normal for some kids.
One specific person who is part of our family wants me to send our child to a public school. While I do believe that there are some benefits to the idea, I still prefer to homeschool. He doesn't seem to 'get it' that we have made a decision, and he needs to butt out. He told us today that we can get into trouble for not sending our child to school. He IS in school! We are even registered with the state. If the state has a problem they can come test him.
(I have heard all the arguments for and against homeschooling, so please don't post arguing with my decision. It's falling on deaf ears.)
Again, as in my last post, why can't people understand that everyone is different? Why don't people understand that this is OUR decision?
We homeschool our 7 year old son. He's a very intelligent child. We do very little bookwork, but a lot of hands on. For example, he's been learning internet seaches and computer file structure. He's reading Huckleberry Finn. He's been learning anatomy & physiology from COLLEGE textbooks. (Mine - from massage therapy classes...and he knows it better than some of my classmates!) He's intensely curious. When my husband did some electrical work in our house, our son got to help, and learn about electrical wiring and how electricity behaves. He loves to watch Modern Marvels and Engineering Disasters on the History Channel. He's studying nutrition right along with me for the last couple of weeks.
So what's my rant? People who don't understand what homeschooling is and what it's all about. Think you have to have your child sitting at a table for 8 hours every day for them to get an education. We do bookwork, we just do MORE hands on. He's a kinesthetic learner. He learns by DOING. He can do all the math he's 'supposed' to be able to do at his age and more. The ONLY thing he is a bit behind in is his handwriting and spelling. He was slow to start, so I didn't push it until he was ready...but that is normal for some kids.
One specific person who is part of our family wants me to send our child to a public school. While I do believe that there are some benefits to the idea, I still prefer to homeschool. He doesn't seem to 'get it' that we have made a decision, and he needs to butt out. He told us today that we can get into trouble for not sending our child to school. He IS in school! We are even registered with the state. If the state has a problem they can come test him.
(I have heard all the arguments for and against homeschooling, so please don't post arguing with my decision. It's falling on deaf ears.)
Again, as in my last post, why can't people understand that everyone is different? Why don't people understand that this is OUR decision?
I Really Hate Insensitive, Shallow People
How does one react when another person is being a complete insensitive idiot? Most of us just sit around and let them be idiots.
But is that really the right way to handle it? If they aren't hurting anyone, then fine. But what about when they are hurting people who are around them? If these people will never see each other again, it might be appropriate to ignore it.
But what if those situations don't apply? If these are people that have to tolerate each other every day? Do you say something to the insensitive boob, or just reassure the person being hurt? And if you say something to the boob, how do you do it in a way that has an impact without starting a royal fight?
There are people like this in my class. You would think that being in a massage class that most, if not all, these people would be a bit more enlightened and accepting. Not so.
We are currently in Nutrition class. This class alone could give someone an eating disorder. In fact, I know at least two females in the class caused themselves to throw up because they felt bad about their weight and what they were eating based on what they learned in nutrition. Might be more if the teacher weren't accepting of people the way they are. Plus she admits herself that she doesn't really eat right.
But there are two guys in the class who sit in back and make fat jokes about nearly everyone else. These guys think Tyra Banks is fat. So she models VCs plus size lingerie. She's got a big bust! She's NOT fat! (Post-post note: This is before she gained weight, and even then, I still don't think she's fat.)
They make comments about the teacher being fat, about this one being obese, this one's skeleton alone weighing 100 lbs. (I flipped em off for that one! Childish, I know, but at least it was on their level so they were able to understand it.) You know, according to those stupid charts, Catherine Zeta Jones and Marilyn Monroe are/were obese. Unless your ideal date is someone from the Donner party, then you know these two women have healthy sizes...but they are not fat.
Another person that was being insensitive is actually really a sweet girl. She's young, and very opinionated. Sweetie, if you read this, I love you, but it really hurts when you tell me that international adoption is wrong. Do I tell you I have a really big problem with people who smoke? You smoke, and I think cigarettes should be outlawed everywhere. Do I tell you who to date? No. Because those are personal decisions that you have a right to make, just as I and my husband have a right to make a personal decision about where we adopt from. I know that your family has been a foster family to many children, and I admire you for that. Just remember that I have been researching the adoption process for many countries, including this one's foster system for several years now, and found that my heart lies in Ukraine. You saying you have a huge problem with international adoption is telling me that my feelings are wrong. You can't help who you love.
So I'm stepping down off of my soapbox now. I have an adoption to plan.
But is that really the right way to handle it? If they aren't hurting anyone, then fine. But what about when they are hurting people who are around them? If these people will never see each other again, it might be appropriate to ignore it.
But what if those situations don't apply? If these are people that have to tolerate each other every day? Do you say something to the insensitive boob, or just reassure the person being hurt? And if you say something to the boob, how do you do it in a way that has an impact without starting a royal fight?
There are people like this in my class. You would think that being in a massage class that most, if not all, these people would be a bit more enlightened and accepting. Not so.
We are currently in Nutrition class. This class alone could give someone an eating disorder. In fact, I know at least two females in the class caused themselves to throw up because they felt bad about their weight and what they were eating based on what they learned in nutrition. Might be more if the teacher weren't accepting of people the way they are. Plus she admits herself that she doesn't really eat right.
But there are two guys in the class who sit in back and make fat jokes about nearly everyone else. These guys think Tyra Banks is fat. So she models VCs plus size lingerie. She's got a big bust! She's NOT fat! (Post-post note: This is before she gained weight, and even then, I still don't think she's fat.)
They make comments about the teacher being fat, about this one being obese, this one's skeleton alone weighing 100 lbs. (I flipped em off for that one! Childish, I know, but at least it was on their level so they were able to understand it.) You know, according to those stupid charts, Catherine Zeta Jones and Marilyn Monroe are/were obese. Unless your ideal date is someone from the Donner party, then you know these two women have healthy sizes...but they are not fat.
Another person that was being insensitive is actually really a sweet girl. She's young, and very opinionated. Sweetie, if you read this, I love you, but it really hurts when you tell me that international adoption is wrong. Do I tell you I have a really big problem with people who smoke? You smoke, and I think cigarettes should be outlawed everywhere. Do I tell you who to date? No. Because those are personal decisions that you have a right to make, just as I and my husband have a right to make a personal decision about where we adopt from. I know that your family has been a foster family to many children, and I admire you for that. Just remember that I have been researching the adoption process for many countries, including this one's foster system for several years now, and found that my heart lies in Ukraine. You saying you have a huge problem with international adoption is telling me that my feelings are wrong. You can't help who you love.
So I'm stepping down off of my soapbox now. I have an adoption to plan.
Friday, November 11, 2005
The Best Things in Life...
I wasted some time this afternoon/evening at Stupid.com. They have some really bizarre items for sale, like a mini tape gun for scotch tape. These guys know how to enjoy the simple, stupid things in life...I enjoy stupid things, too.
For example, I have a dog who is afraid of her water dish. No, really. Her bowl has a resevoir like a water cooler. When she drinks it down, it bubbles and she runs. I really enjoy that. It makes me laugh.
There were several things today similar that made me laugh. But the problem with the simple, stupid things is that they take too long to explain, and even then, you probably had to be there.
For example, I have a dog who is afraid of her water dish. No, really. Her bowl has a resevoir like a water cooler. When she drinks it down, it bubbles and she runs. I really enjoy that. It makes me laugh.
There were several things today similar that made me laugh. But the problem with the simple, stupid things is that they take too long to explain, and even then, you probably had to be there.
Thursday, November 10, 2005
Who am I?
I am a wife, mother, sister, daughter, friend, aromatherapist, massage therapy student, and Reiki master. I am an actress, a singer, a dreamer, an idealist, a Christian. I am a doggie mommy, a ferret lover, artistic, non-judgemental, a sensitive person with a marshmallow inside. I am domestically challenged and OCD about setting my alarm clock. I am terrified that people will know the real me and what goes on in my head.
Why am I writing a blog?
A change of pace.
A challenge to myself.
A way to sort out my thoughts.
I often write about my relationships, my feelings. I know I will write about my school, my journey to an international adoption, my work, and homeschooling my son.
So here it is - like what you read or not. Raw, unedited me.
(Yeah, right. I'm editing, and I always will. I'm too afraid of hurting someone's feelings!)
Why am I writing a blog?
A change of pace.
A challenge to myself.
A way to sort out my thoughts.
I often write about my relationships, my feelings. I know I will write about my school, my journey to an international adoption, my work, and homeschooling my son.
So here it is - like what you read or not. Raw, unedited me.
(Yeah, right. I'm editing, and I always will. I'm too afraid of hurting someone's feelings!)
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