Doing The Mending

As cliche' as this sounds, here I go!

Several years ago there was a falling out with someone I dearly loved, someone I STILL dearly love. We had a parting, almost zero knowledge of each other since then. 

We are family. Blood related family. Places reserved in our hearts.

I was unsure what to do, so, I waited. Waited for a text or call or something so that I could clearly see what to do.

Then?

BANG!

Just like that, it happened.

It came to me as a long text, then, a phone conversation. You know, when people actually converse with their voices. I was invited to visit, to meet 2 sweet children I had never seen before. To stay in a beautiful home in Colorado. Reconnecting, taking time, doing fun things, cooking, playing with her children. 

It was so surreal.

Dreams coming true, for me, maybe for her, too.

We both put aside hurts of the past, replacing it with hugs, kisses, sweet words, smiles, jokes, laughter, gift giving. Renewing the ties that bind, smoothing the heart-strings into beautiful melodies.

Any one can hold onto a grudge. Holding onto the slights, the things of the past that hurt you. Protecting your wounded dignity.

It takes someone who is holding onto their pain, real or perceived, to hold a grudge. It sounds easy, it looks easier than forgiveness.

In reality it can cause insomnia, heartburn, layers of emotional pain that is self imposed.

Extending a proverbial olive branch has it's risks, the fear of rejection that many experience is strong.That strong fear can create weakness. In the mind, the body, the spirit.

The alternative?

For the very best outcome, that which is often the hardest to do is also the best course of action.

It was a sweet release to let it go then take in the love that was freely offered to me. 

Mending that which is from the past to keep moving forward.

Sweet release.

If you have a chance to heal hurts of the past, just do it! 

Just like Nike.

When I Died

When I died the world kept turning

The grass kept growing just as green

Birds kept singing as they built their nests

Trees kept dancing in the breeze

When I died

When I died I felt my heartbeat slow

Breathing was harder as breath became softer

As an uncontrolled whisper from my nostrils

Icy cold, I neverminded though I hate to be cold

When I died the mail was still delivered to me

Mostly junk some cards though fewer than 5 years ago

The grocers still stocked shelves with goodies to sell

Newspapers were still published with a mix of lies and truth

When I died the cars still passed by my house where I lay

People hurrying to work or getting errands done before supper

Children caught colds as their little pink noses & rosy cheeks showed

People continued with bringing their own sweet babies into the world

When I died the sweet release of earth cares was a happy one

Tinges of sadness for the few that would mourn my passing

Lasting only seconds replaced by new understanding of it all

Then I was everywhere with everyone and everything at once

When I died I no longer felt concern over wars or hunger

Those cares were left behind to go on to a renewal of life

Different life with deeper understanding of content of souls

As beautiful as I had hoped it would be plus so much more

When I died

Turn your cell phones OFF, put it in a place out of your sight. 

Talk to each other.

Whatever it is that is so important to you that you feel a need to look it up immediatly, can wait. The person who is there, with you, right now, is more precious than frivolous trivia.

Sincerely,

Those who love you, those who care about you.

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Just to clarify, I was told of a personal friend who died by suicide. In the handwritten suicide note, my friend expressed how hard life was for them. That it had become too hard to connect with other people who care more about getting their "highs" from phones & technology. Caring less all the time for the person who is right there, with them, in person. More love for their phones, less love for other people.

It made me think, caused me to write.

Wonderful, beautiful, strange passage of time.

Maybe it's because of my birthday, this month, maybe it's that, combined with several factors. Life has a rather soft, sensuous feel to it right now.

Maybe it's because I have very few worries, at the moment. Having worked very hard to get to this state of bliss, it's nice. It was a very long road with many unforseen hurdles along with their rewards. After ending a long marriage, even financing the divorce, life was very uncertain for many years. I went through several years of feeling angry, scared, anxious, deeply lonely. 

In truth, I felt like a candle in the wind.

Also, it felt like I was traversing life in a dark tunnel with predators that looked more like friendlies. Impossible to distinguish at times. 

It's unclear just when I emerged from that darkness of the tunnel to the light on the "other side". I only know I did. What a wonderful world!

So grateful for this!

There are some people in my life who wish me to stay the same for their comfort. With all the talk in today's world, of healthy boundaries, setting healthy boundaries, etc. Many people would rather that others not have boundaries. When I have asserted my boundaries, the reaction is one of resistance. Sometimes, the other person will tell me how to feel as well as tell me what my own feelings are, according to their unprofessional opinion. 

Yep.

Um, no.

It's best to leave the conversation, send good thoughts.

A few days ago, I took the 1,000 mile drive to spend my son's birthday with him & his wife. 

There is a purpose in quadruple for the trip. 

A couple days after my son's birthday, I took a 30+ mile drive, from my son's home, to visit my youngest daughter & her wonderful husband. They have such a beautiful, wiggly, 3 months of age sweet little baby girl I NEEDED TO HOLD!

My daughter made a delicious dinner while her hubbs and I talked. Baby was hungry, I was able to hold her & feed her some "mewk" as opposed to "milk". My daughters clever way of distinguishing bovine milk from human "mewk." Isn't she so clever!

My own birthday is July 14.

That is yet to pass at this writing. Due to prior events in my life, birthdays used to be something I dreaded. Hint. It has nothing to do with age or becoming older. I see it as moving through time. 

Getting old is optional.

Someone who cared enough to help me resolve the dread of birthdays, has made them easier for me. When I celebrate my birthday, this year, it will be the first one of this decade with family. The last one was 2013.

The 4th of the quad is being able to go to what could easily be the best needlework shop in the USA. Probably one of the top 5 in the world. 

Yep, it's just that good!

Only 8 miles from where I've been staying. In past visits to this shop I have easily spent in excess of $300. Creating beautiful needlework is my passion, it creates so much happiness for me!

I set a limit for myself, this time. When I created a budget for this trip, I wrote the limit into the budget & stuck to it, well, very close.

This feeling in the air is about more than my birthday. It's so much bigger than me or this. If I was asked to pinpoint it, it might be a futile request or an even more futile effort.

It feels , in a very good way, like the tension in the air right before a heavy rainstorm. 

A side of lightning, thunder, hold the twister, plz.

A cleansing of sorts, moving debris out of the way for some new growth, positive changes, taking life in a beautiful new direction.

There might even be some flowers involved. idk.

The world around us is definitely changing. Before setting out on the long drive for my visit, I made some changes that are healthy, aesthetically pleasing to me. By the time I had done even half of the decluttering, there were 4 bags to throw out, 3 boxes to donate. I had a dresser in my bedrom that was too large. I had emptied the dresser, put it out to the roadside for someone else to take & enjoy. Spreading a beautiful, hand made Hawai'ian quilt on my bed in sage with a soft white background, it was so satisfying. I placed one round cherrywood night table on either side & one 1920s Art Deco bedside lamps on each of the 2 tables. Very Feng Shui!

The crowning touch is a breathtaking beautiful, original painting of the moon over water, done by Chuck Murphy. He was one of the good guys I knew during the time when I served at Hickam AFB. When I first opened the package, I was stunned. 

It was so stunning!

All I could do is stare at it in wonderment!

As pleasing as all these changes are, it will be sad to leave family. To avoid the letdown of going back to my home, far from family, unsure as to when the next time I will see them irl. I have arranged for some flowers to be delivered to me a few days after returning.

Flowers are definitely involved, maybe something else, too.

Do you cry?

 

It's nearly ingrained in many cultures of the world. It's expressed in attitudes, in music.

Big Girls Don't Cry (Re-released by Fergie 2007)

It's My Party

Cry (Faith Hill)

Angels Cry (Mariah Carey with Neyo)

Cry Me a River (Justin Timberlake)

Just to name a few. They seem to put a negative spin on one of the healthiest things a person can do when dealing with grief or stress.

The last time I cried was a doosie! May 7. It had been a long time before that. I'm fine with crying, myself or when anyone else cries. Even when men cry, yep, it's perfectly fine for guys to cry. Life has been pretty good for me, so it had been a long time since I cried sad tears. Happy tears, yes, sad tears, no. 

Shedding tears, to me, is like paper or grass. It just IS. 

So, why is it that there is so much negative connotation around crying? I'm sorry that the stigma attached to male people shedding tears, exists, guys, it's healthy for you to cry, too. It makes you more of a guy, a healthy, human, feeling guy. 

I have lent a shoulder to cry on, to many guy friends. It's somehow, more saddening, more heartbreaking to me, when a guy cries. Still,

I'm glad to be there for a friend when true sympathy is needed.

When men cry, as they rarely ever do.

When a man cries over you, I can guarantee he loves you. Men only cry when they lose something or are afraid of losing something or someone they love, even more than they love themselves.

If you need to cry, choose the shoulder very carefully. Being that vulnerable is tough, even tougher for some guys.

When I laugh, I laugh with the world. 

When I cry, I make sure I'm alone.

Betrayal of the vulnerable is rampant.

Romance...What Romance?

Oh yeah, peeps. There is bromance, girl crushes, guy crushes, obsessions, stalkers, trolls. Did I miss any category?

With the rise in popularity of online chat rooms. AOL, Yahoo, Google Hangouts. Then the dating agencies morphed into dating sites. Dating sites quickly became over run with married people turning them into "trolling for sex" sites. Many singles trolled for sex, too. Any sex they could get. Cyber, phone, irl. Anything.

By now, it's common knowledge that many of the profiles were either bots, fakes put there by the site itself or the loathesome romance scammers. Many of the profiles are just good ol' packs of lies.

1. Married people claiming to be single or the infamous "separated".(Separated as in she's at home with the kids, he lied about going out for a 1 - 2 hour trip for milk, cereal or a quickie. Still, married)

2. Lies about habits that will nix interest in their profile. 

(i.e. smoking, drinking, age, height, weight, location, job, interests)

3. Intention as in what the person is actually looking for. 

4. Photo shopped, altered, or 25 year old photos. This was sometimes done by noobs, possibly thinking it wouldn't matter very much.

(I admit, I was naive enough to believe it wouldn't matter. It does!)

5. The "Fake a Future" jerks. These snakes would write in depth of all the fun things they could do with you. Party, travel, support each others dreams, spend holidays with each others families.

Then? As surely as they passed into someones life. *POOF* GONE!

6. The ones who would message & chat for weeks, even months, without so much as a phone conversation or meeting in person. Most likely it was because they were married or in a committed relationship or lying about something that would be obvious irl.

As if all of the above was all that there was to weed through on the sites where lonely people were hoping to find a sincere match.

Enter: Romance Scammers

Usually more skilled than other fakers. Many, work together in teams, so they can be cnstantly available to their victims. Most often, when a victim thinks they are in contact with one person, it's actually 3 people, can be as many as 10 - 12 if the victim seems willing to surrender copious amunts of cash & assets.

Many people fell for these evil practitioners of flowery lies.

Who would fall for this load of dookie? Contrary to what many people have written that they believe ~ all sorts of people.

Younger

Older

Single

Married

Educated

Uneducated

Unattractive people who are lonely

Attractive people who are lonely

There is no certain type of person who falls for this garbage.

The media pays the most attention to the successful scams involving a small, laser focused pawn in a scam. The stereotype is an older woman who is widowed or divorced, obese, unattractive, lonely. The stereotype is just that. There are more types of people who are scammed, this demographic is simply the one the media hypes up.

Occasionally, I was contacted by a scammer. It was kinda fun to toy with them, to encourage them. 

One time, I agreed to send $500. I would use a new & popular type of money that was only printed in my state. Once I had sent it, they could print it from their computer. A very valuable type of money that all gamers love!

Then, when it became so easy that it got stale, I called them out, had a good laugh. It was fun to hear the various reactions. When a player realizes they had just been played, that's when it's fun for the would be victim, less fun or lucretive for the scammer.

Scammers are happy to fleece anyone who will believe the lies they tell, feeling sympathy for the made up stories that scammers use. The sad stories are often from a script that has proved to be successful over & over.

The media has paid more attention to stereo typing the victims as somewhat elderly, overweight, unattractive, widowed or widowers, with a comfortable income.

The truth?

If you believe the stereo type, I have ocean front acreage in Arizona!

(I know I just repeated, I did it with purpose.)

People of all different varieties have been scammed out of millions of dollars every year, worldwide. There is as much diversity in locations as there are in the victims, themselves.

Some scammers are even ballsey enough put on an act worthy of an Academy Award, scamming the victim in real life. I have nearly become the victim of this variety of scammer. Real life.

I say nearly because, I caught them early on, called them out.

Oh, the sheister lied at such a level, it seemed as if they might have believed their own lies. 

I saw through it, called them out, buh bye.

This also went for married guys, swearing they were 100% single.

Letting them know at the start that if they were, in fact, married or in a committed relationship, I would bust them. If not, no worries.

Keep yourself true to your marriage vows or relationship, or end it.

I was drawn into one of these webs of lies, I was nearly killed by the other half along with her girlfriends. I had no idea. The cheater had been doing it for so long, with so much skill at deception. She had the wrong person. The one who should have gotten a beating was the cheating, lying, husband.

Is romance completely dead?

Far too often the idea of romance is confused with sexual acts. There is a huge difference. A child can be conceived by only one of these. If you google the word, "Romance", hundreds of photos depicting sexual acts, poses, memes will appear. 

Even google has it wrong.

If romance between men & women is dead? Dating sites, chat rooms online, even texting along with snap chat played a big part as an accessory to its demise. Sure, cheaters are going to cheat. Using technology has made it easier to do, easier to hide or for the sloppy ones, to reveal.

Again, is romance completely dead?

Possibly it's still very much alive. 

Myself, I create a romantic vibe in my beautiful needlework. In the evening, the glow of candle light along with soft music lends a softness at the close of a day. Writing melodious poetry that is about more of a feeling than it's about another person.

That's my favorite style of poetry. To write about how I'm feeling vs about a person. 

Although the words may allude to a person, it's 99.9 % referencing a fictitious idea flowing from my heart into words.

I can still live with a romantic vibe, a feeling of soft well wishing emanating from the soul of a poet, the heart of a child.

The Last Princess of Hawai'i

 Princess Victoria Kawēkiu Ka‘iulani Kalaninuiahilapalapa Cleghorn was born October 16, 1875. Her birth was celebrated widely as the highest-ranking royal birth of the Kalākaua dynasty. But her death on March 6, 1899, was controversial. Some say she died of pneumonia brought on by inflammatory rheumatism. Was her death a result of horseback riding in the rain in Waimea on the big island of Hawai‘i, or did she die of a broken heart, as the San Francisco Morning Call reported? Since her death, she has continued to be memorialized in hula, mele (song), film, and other performances in Hawai‘i and around the globe. An elementary school in Nu‘uuanu, Honolulu, is named after her. She is memorialized with an annual keiki hula festival in October, usually around the time of her birthday. The event is hosted by the Sheraton Princess Ka‘iulani Hotel and involves a reenactment of the royal court of the Hawaiian Kingdom. The hotel sits on the site of her former home at ‘Ainahua. In 1999, a statue of her was built in Waikīkī, commissioned by Outrigger Enterprises to demonstrate its commitment to Hawai‘i’s past.

Ka‘iulani was named crown princess by her aunt, Queen Lydia Lili‘uokalani, on March 9, 1891. Educated in England, she traveled across Europe and the U.S. in her early twenties, spreading awareness about the U.S. overthrow in 1893. As an emergent head of state, Ka‘iulani carried her kuleana (responsibility) boldly, protesting the overthrow of the kingdom by writing letters to American newspapers, taking on Lorrin A. Thurston, one of the architects of the overthrow. She accused him of conspiring to keep her away from Hawai‘i so that he and other annexationists could steal the throne. The unexpected loss of the “hope of Hawai‘i”—as Ka‘iulani has been called—seemed to foreclose the future of the Hawaiian Kingdom, making way for the ascendancy of the American empire.

As Queen Victoria of the UK, Empress of India,struck up a pen pal friendship with the Ali'i of The Kingdom of Hawai'i, the crown princess was named in her honor. 

Hawai'ian Heirloom jewelry was personally, hand designed by Queen Victoria as gifts to the visiting Hawai'ian royalty when they traveled to England for the Queen's Diamond Jubilee. Hence, the olde English script that is inlaid with black onyx on each piece of of the prized, sought after pendants, bracelets, rings and such, in Hawai'i.

Three Queens

Kai'u'lani's birth brought a surge of hope to the people of Hawai'i. She was hapa. Half caucasian, half Hawai'ian. Her beauty, sweetness, playful nature & highly intelligent mind were admired by many. She was educated in England, spoke several languages including her native Hawai'ian. In her studies she was educated in science, mathematics, world cultures. She also played several musical instruments though she always preferred her koa wood uke'le'le.

Her first name was Victoria (I love the name, my brilliant daughter who is an engineer was given a name that fits her so well now). She was mostly known as Princess Kai'u'lani. The Royal Sacred One.

In her short life, she fought hard for her people. She had been groomed from her birth to rule as Queen of Hawai'i one day. The day, sadly, didn't arrive. Kai'u'lani loved her peacocks & peahens that roamed freely around the grounds of her home, sometimes even walking inside to visit her. It's been said that when Kai'u'lani died, there was a loud crying of her many beloved peacocks.

Kai'u'lani may have passed from this world to the next. Her life, her love, her legend, still lives on in the hearts of thousands of people.

Read it & Reap II

This is my disclaimer that I do not work for the Social Security Administration, nor do I represent it. I'm just a simple girl in a complex world who enjoys blogging.

Just an interesting tidbit. The very first Social Security cards issued in 1936 looked very different from the ones in 2021. The cards design has been slightly altered 34 times. The last slight alteration was in 2007. 

From part one, we know that the Social Security Administration has been in existence for around 80 years. By design, it was intended as a small bit of encouragement for US Citizens to forego being paid in cash aka under the table. 

This amount a citizen earned, documented, thereby made known to the government is somewhat of a control tactic combined with a reward. A persons initial Social Security payment amount is based upon lifetime earnings.

Many people who feel that filing for social security money is superfluous, therefore, they decline or simply don't file.

What does a social security number mean?

The first 3 numbers, until 2011, designated the state or territory where a person was born or where the newborn was registered. 

These are just a few states or territories I chose at random.

001 -003 New Hampshire

050 - 134 New York

362 - 396 Michigan

232 - 236 West Virginia

449 - 467 Texas

505 - 508 Nebraska

521 - 524 Colorado

520 Wyoming

268 - 302 Ohio

575 - 576, 750 - 751 Hawai'i

586 Guam, American Samoa, Phillipine Islands

I found an interesting factoid regarding my own SSN.

I was born, according to my birth certificate, in West Virginia. When I was around 6 months of age, my parents relocated, along with myself, my older brother & older sister, to Michigan. Although I was born in West Virginia, my SSN has a Michigan area indicator.

My parents had 3 small children when I was born.

Ages 4, 2 & infant? Yeah, they had their hands full!

The second 2 numbers of the SSN indicate the group the record will be found in. It's in numerical order, it makes it a bit easier to locate the records when needed.

The last 4 numbers are a serial number, unique to each individual. I suppose that giving a baby an inked bar code might upset some folks, so, serial number it is. 

This system worked for several decades. Until 2011, when the SSA made the change to randomization. There had been too many acts of discrimination, profiling, if you will, based on those first three numbers, indicting where the person was born or at least, where their SSN was assigned.

Another reason was that some hot shot genius could foresee a time when the system of assigning SSN's based on area, group, serial number, could hit a wall. Each number was supposed to be used only once, making it unique to each person.

Another snag was that, if a person immigrated to the USA, upon becoming a US Citizen, their SSN is assigned based on where they were living when they became a citizen.

Many people wishing to immigrate to the US, legally aka the right way, can apply for a SSN during the time they are submitting forms, before actually moving to the USA.

There are many variations on this, that is the most common.

With the scourge of romance scammers who steal the photos of military members, there are two important facts.

1. There are NO SSN's that begin with 000. NONE. Not even if the military person is Special Forces or a Squadron Commander. Never.

2. In June, 2011 all SSNs were removed from DOD & military ID cards, replaced with a DOD identification number.

When I became happily single after being married for too long, the romance scammers were just warming up. They had been around for awhile, yet, I was unaware of them.

In addition to having to deal with the insidious liars, ghosting, cheaters, users, mansluts, now? The wonderful dating world began to increase in population of the romance scammers. 

So lovely.

The scammers often work in teams so they can bombard the victim around the clock.

It was easy for me to see through the romance scammers for what they truly were. If I were s inclined when a romance scammer contacted me. I played with them. Taking advantage, giving them encouragement. Toying with their fake interest in me just for the helluvit. The nefarious were more difficult to discern.

Am so happy that I don't have to deal with any of that garbage, now.

Many romance scammers will present their victim with a doctored military ID or doctored passport or some form of the best proof of whom they claim to be. It's so obvious to me. 

Now?

****THE GOOD STUFF****

1. Your birth date is not the birth date that the SSA uses. You can file for social security payments as early as when you are 61 years of age plus 9 months. You will receive a reduced amount if you file at this age.

2. You can file for SSA benefits at 65 years plus 9 months. You can also continue to work while receiving SSA payments up to a cap of income. This varies from person to person.

3. If you are in good health, it's better to postpone filing for SS benefits until age 70. If you wait to file, again, at age 69 + 9 months, your SSA payment will start out at 32% more than if you filed at age 62 or age 66.

4. Until 1993 the SSA payments were increased by 3% yearly as a cost of living adjustment. After that, the increase became 8% per year.

5. The increase to SSA payment increases by 8% annually until the cap of 76% is reached. There's a good benefit for longevity!

6. SSN's starting at 587 are the randomized numbers assigned to those who were born in 2011 or later. Also those who became legal US citizens in 2011 or later.

There are many more finer points to Social Security payment, rules, laws addendums. It's continually changing. I presented the basics.

One last tidbit for my readers. 💓

A combo of IDing a scammer & the SSA.

Love, Peace & Happiness, Y'all!

Read It & Reap

During the first part of my life I hated to think about money. Loathed talking about it. Maybe it's because I was a jealous wife. There was one key factor of my jealousy of the man I married's first love. 

The ex huzz loved money.

He loved it  more than he loved anyone or anything. When he was deployed, he would phone me. The very first words he would say would be, 

"Hey, how is the checkbook?"

He seemed to think it was funny. His love for money above myself, above our 4 children was just one of the many factors that killed whatever love I had ever felt for him.

In many cultures, such as British, it's considered vulgar to speak of money in conversation unless it's with a financial professional. 

My beloved grandfather, Sherman L Kendall, had many personality traits, found in British culture. He may have passed these traits onto me. He passed so many benevolent traits onto me, the attitude toward money may have been one of those. I hate to talk about money, still.

Today, this blog entry is about money.

(writing is different from talking, lol)

I'm not even close to filing for Social Security, yet, it does behoove to be informed.

The Social Security act was signed as law in August 1935 by President Franklin D Roosevelt. It was tossed around by congress for the entire month of July 1935. This is a relatively short amount of time as compared to present day.

In 1976 the bare minimum amount paid was $170. monthly. As of 2020 it was $886.

If any statistics I present here are in error, feel free to, after doing your own reasearch, correct this information.

One of my strong suites is to be okay with being wrong, admitting it, then learning from it.

There are so many laws, rules, addendums, minor modifications to addendems, it's a lot to read. Great bed time reading if you wish to be kept awake for a week or if you wish to fall asleep from boredum within 5 minutes or less. Unless you love money so much that it's like crack cocaine to you.

If your income + assets are at or below the poverty line, you may enjoy the reading. 

In the USA the poor are more subject to Capitol Punishment than anyone. Why?

With less capitol you are more likely to get punishment or more severe at the least.

(I made a funny, though, it's not really funny)

In an effort to raise the standard of living, the social security act was signed as law. It was lightly reasoned that if people who tended toward criminal acts had more money, they might be less likely to turn to crime. This caused a slight backfire in that the crime rate did see a minimal decrease. This was merely a blip in that it caused more dependency on money from the government. 

A myriad of problems sprung up around social security payments. To have light there must be darkness, to have crops there must be rainfall. 

For the sake of brevity, I have divided this post into 2 entries.

The really good & $$$$ stuff is in part II.

Stay tuned!!!!

Sunday Muse

In the woo-woo world there are many people having the experience of life review. Thinking of as well as sometimes speaking of that which they only visited long ago.

Some people speculate that it's a fluke. Others have been feeling that it's the foretold shift beginning in Gaia, mother earth. Whatever it is, I'm experiencing the feeling of a shift in vibration, if you will. Perhaps it's simply that I'm more centered, grounded than I have ever been in life up to this point. 

Having more freedom in so many aspects of my life than I have ever experienced before. I must say, it feels really good!

Keep in mind that although life is quite nice right now, it still has it's ups as well as the other. 

I'll take it! 

Milk it! 

Let this pony run!

Today, working out, I was musing ~

Michael Jacksons music has the perfect rhythm for the elliptical.

Coldplay music has perfect rhythm for the elliptical AND Stairmaster!

SATC ~ Hey, can I cancel my rice pudding?

Well, there's a muscle that I used to feel, feeling it, now!

After this, I should do some house cleaning, I'll stitch, instead.

Uh oh, I'm getting hungry, have to work out then, eat.

Did I shave my legs? Nope. Oh, well.

Aww, there's a kitten walking around outside.

Today doesn't feel like Fathers Day, maybe it's because I'm an orphan.

I think I'm the only girl, here. Sausage fest.

Going to the post office tomorrow, I rock!

I'm using up my energy, have to keep going. 3 miles, I got this.

Can I make it to 4 miles, six miles? 

I haven't cussed in a long time, go, ME!

I wonder how my son is doing today, dang, I miss him.

It's that time of year. Every day weather forecast in Texas. HOT!

I feel so stoked that I repaired my smart TV, myself, I'm da bomb!

OMG, is that MY CAR? Better wash it, today!

I killed 23 house flies yesterday. 23 down, 1,000,000, to go.

Might have to stop at 4.5 miles, my lips are drying out. UGH.

I should hire someone to help me clean my house this week. Wish I had a friend who would help me even if it's just to keep me company while I do the cleaning. *sigh* I can wish.

Green. Love the color, green.

Whew! 5 miles, yep, I think it's a good work out. Time really flew.

My T Shirt is soaked, have to wash it, again.

Now, I'm really hungry. Salmon filet & steamed broccoli, YAY!

This was going through my head as I did some serious cardio at home then at the gym, then, some weight resistance bands at home. Weird, my thoughts were so random today.