Christmas

I'm searching for my humour and wit. I can't even squeeze out some sarcasm! I want to do a Christmas post - but I'm stuck.

I'm having trouble finding the Christmas spirit.

I enjoyed shopping for Christmas gifts...especially for our nieces and nephew. I was a Barbie girl - and so are R&R! I can't wait for Jason to open his gifts, and I would love to see R&R open theirs. I remember my "Best Barbie" Christmas, and I hope that someday they have "Best Christmas" memories.

One of my most memorable Christmas mornings: opening up the Barbie Camper!

I have messed up my kitchen while making some Christmas food staples:

Potato Bread is a family tradition - going back to Ladyfingers days as a girl. It is often reserved for Christmas and Easter breakfasts- and now, when the family comes together as a whole. It's a treat!














I've decorated the Christmas tree. We have new ornaments and new lights. I've carefully hung each ornament, admiring and remembering the story with each one. And even if there isn't a story, I have a fondness for each ball (or handmade dog face!) on the tree.










So why is it that I am without spirit?



Or am I? Maybe I am expecting too much and looking too hard.

Emily

Me, Ladyfingers and Annie - Christmas Day 1976

fitness my way

At the end of October, I canceled my membership to Curves. My personal relationship with Curves was not good for me. Too much pressure was placed on me...by none other than myself...to get fit by this particular means.

I started my Curves membership in the spring of 2006 - at the same time that I "went berry picking". I had two medical leaves placed on my membership during this time, and my attendance was sporadic at best. I just never felt "on" enough to go in for the 30 minute work-out.

I worried about being able to get myself home after 30 minutes. Sometimes, Jason would drop me off, and pick me up. To take the bus, would have meant a long walk, as the location is off the main routes. And on many occasions, I could not stick around for the full 30 minutes - my arms and legs felt like bricks.

I tried to adjust my workout. Instead of jogging or bouncing on the spot (in between the strength exercises) I tried to move slower. I would focus on moving my arms or my legs, or squatting while extending a leg. I had no shortage of movements. But I have a difficult time doing things at half speed or half movement...I feel self conscious. I push to my limit every time.

This goes back to needing to just slow life down. Things don't have to be rushed. I know that to maintain a non-wobbly world, I need to be methodical, cautious, and calm. I had trouble applying this to a work-out. And it became a fight with myself.

Guilt. Disappointment. Frustration. Fatigue. No more.

I am committing myself to staying healthy on my own terms...and I am considering taking an MS Aquafit class in the coming year.

Emily

best one liner of the month

A conversation that took place today, just before my morning nap:

Me to Jason: I brought up my i-pod from the charger.

Jason to me: Is it charged already?

Me: I think so. The green light was on the "bug" part of the plug.

Jason: You need to check the light on the i-pod.

Me...realizing my mistake and haste....

Me: Well I was just trying to be efficient.


Jason: Remember, when you are deficient, you aren't efficient.


*wow...did he ever hit the nail on the head with that one*

I was laughing hysterically at both his quick wit, and the truth to his statement.

Emily