Saturday, July 30, 2011

Out of the mouths of babes. And a cute one at that!

‎"If this is going to be a Christian nation that doesn't help the poor, either we have to pretend that Jesus was just as selfish as we are, (or) we have to acknowledge that He commanded us to love the poor and serve the needy without condition, and then admit that we just don't want to do it."
~ Stephen Colbert  (Borrowed from my friend Eric's FB page).

The other day Sophia came to me and tells me that rather than buying something with the money in her piggy bank, she would rather give it to the people we saw standing in line at Catholic Charities for a bag of groceries.  The line went clear down the street and around the block.  I could be there.  You could be there.  I explained to her the best I could what was taking place.  Yesterday, after a trip to Vons to buy some overpriced Spinach she says "that way people would have money to buy food and they wouldn't have to be hungry".  Sometimes I think all my kiddo sees is what she doesn't have.  Trips to Target are excruciating.  She does that, "you never get me anything!" rant every time she comes across a coveted toy.  But this time, she did her Mama proud.

Pow, right in the kisser!  I was forced to face up to something I don't do as much as I would like to do:  giving monetarily to those who are in need.  If I'm such a big advocate of being Christlike then I need to put my money where my mouth is.  When I woke up this morning I flipped on the TV (cause I can on Saturdays) and came across a show called Big Rich Texas.  Shows like this disgust me.  It profiles a culture of people completely obsessed with themSELVES.  Period.  But maybe I get so grossed out by this behavior because in some twisted way... I see bits of myself in them.

Time to change some more things.

You have my word.

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Yesterday I watched Sick, Fat, and Nearly Dead.  Here's the trailer just in case you missed my Facebook link...

So for the past day I've been pulling up youtube testimonials of others who have tried this.   Needless to say, I'm inspired.  So much so I bought a juicer online which should be coming sometime next week.  I'm not even going to commit to the 60 days right now.  10 days though for sure.  Already for the past couple of days I've had the green monster for breakfast.  Unbeknownst to her, Miss Grace did too.

So why am I doing this?  I'm half way to 37 this year.  As I was watching this movie yesterday I noticed that Joe and Phil (the two main guys of the movie) weren't much older than me when they began their "reboot" - early 40's, but they both looked way older.  I know that's not my case... but I don't want that to be my case anytime in the near future.  I'm no spring chicken and there's no sense in going down when I don't have to.  It's time to go up... way up.

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Today I am hugging my kiddo a bit more.  I am so sad over this whole thing... much sadder than I thought I would be over something I am so removed from.  But am I really that removed when I look at Sophia?  I love her with an indescribable love.  She was a bit of a surprise, but a very welcome one.  And yes, my life has changed drastically since having her.  Gone are the days of living entirely for myself.  I really don't miss those days at all.  But I can understand missing them.

So many thoughts racing through my head:  Why did she do it?  How could she do it?  Did she do it?  Why did she lie so much?  How could she party when her daughter was missing?  Why didn't she say anything for a month if she is innocent?

I just keep thinking: GUILTY, GUILTY, GUILTY!!!  And then the other thoughts come in:  Well, she has what's coming to her.  She better watch her back.  What a nut job.

Anger kept creeping up on me today.  Some lady took forever getting through the check out at Vons.  It was annoying because what she was doing could of been done at the customer service desk.  Sophia used me as her human punching bag on more than one occasion.  Getting her to take her meds (for her lip)  was a bitch.  My non-paid vacation is coming up (yay and nay).  Health issues and a root canal tomorrow.  Grumble, grumble, grumble.

And all this to say tonight:  WWJD?  Yup.  I said it:  What would Jesus do?   I don't think he thinks any of those things about Caylee's Mom.  So what do I do?  Learn from this.  Love the lady in the big expensive car in front of me at the check out line.  Take that extra breath and spend more time with my kiddo when she's trying to get my attention by pummeling me.  Be thankful for vacation and use my finances wisely.  Be thankful for the fact that I qualify for Medi-cal.  AND... pray for Caylee's Mom, my reaction to it and what I'm showing my daughter.

(Not edited.  But then again, none of my post really are).

Monday, July 4, 2011

I started following a blog about healthy living.   This is the same girl who started The Green Monster Movement.  I'm hopping on board... See?  Something is up with my 36 year old self.  I feel like my teeth are falling out of my head, something is seriously afoul with my kidneys, my woman parts are jacked and I could stand to lose a few pounds.  It's time to change things up my friends.  There's a lot of living I have to do and I want to do it well!

This morning my smoothie consisted of unsweetened vanilla almond milk, 1/2 banana, frozen blueberries, 2 c. of spinach and a pinch of Stevia.

And just a note, the fact that it's in the Hemp Ale glass does not indicate what kind of greenery is in my drink... Although I may be on to something.