Month: October 2014

The Munster’s House

Interesting fact I learned yesterday and I thought it was worth sharing on Halloween.  (Ok, maybe just interesting to me.) Remember the Munster’s House?                             Remember Desperate Housewives?                       Same house. I know! Blew my mind too. Spooky Day To You!!! If you want to ponder The Munster’s more check this out….The Addams Family vs. The Munsters…Where Would You Live?


Orange You Glad You Are Reading This Post?

  When is a pumpkin not a pumpkin?   When you drop it; then it’s squash. What did one Jack-o-lantern say to the other?  Cut it out. I love a good pumpkin and I love the color orange. Recently we went to a pumpkin patch and I was reminded of this fact–over and over.   What’s the ratio of a pumpkin’s circumference to its diameter?  Pumpkin Pi (3.14) The color psychology of orange is optimistic and uplifting, rejuvenating our spirit. In fact orange is so optimistic and uplifting that we should all find ways to use it in our everyday life, even if it is just an orange colored pen that we use.  Orange brings spontaneity and a positive outlook on life and is a great color to use during tough economic times, keeping us motivated and helping us to look on the bright side of life.  (Courtesy of Beach Style Bathroom by Portland Architects & Building Designers Emerick Architects Kitchen by Weston Interior Designers & Decorators Katie Rosenfeld Design Bedroom by Johns Island Architects & …


Halloween Murder Mystery at My House

  I really get into my decorating–so much so that while hanging spooooooky Halloween gauzy stuff from my dining room ceiling I fell off my dining room table. I proceeded to ugly cry. I am so brave.  I will spare you the complaints because my girlfriends, who were there, will scream if they have to hear about it or my pathetic injuries again.  (Email me and I’ll so go into a million details;  Oh, the horror of it all.)  I will say that I am I typing with one hand.  So I will be brief in words but long in pictures…It was a little party thrown for my husband’s bike club (and by bike I mean trails–not motorcycles.)   If you liked this post check out The Addams Family vs. The Munsters…Where Would You Live?

Military Life… Just Because I Can Doesn’t Mean I Should

I had coffee with a military spouse and longtime friend the other day and we reminisced.  I told her how I had been bullied in high school.  I only just recently learned to associate “bullying” with what happened to me all those years ago.  Girls who thought they were so powerful felt it was ok to shove me down stairs, throw food at me during football games, call me names to my face, and tell made up stories behind my back.  All because a boy liked me and not one of them?  I’m really not sure.  I don’t care and I think they are insignificant.  But I think what they did was significant.  You see I learned about power.  They thought they had it but really they just looked dumb.  And all the people that went along with it, well they just looked dumb too.  The power laid with me, not them.  They could not take my power away.  I would not give them power over me.  And while it is something I rarely think …


Dear Gentle Reader, My blog did so well the other day it crashed for about 36 hours. It’s like good and bad all rolled into one. I stayed cool, though, (until 10 pm–sorry Audra).  I kept telling myself this is an opportunity for change. I’ve been wanting to make changes to my website and this is presenting me with a gentle tickle (at 11 pm it was a brick wall).  I’ve been talking about changes and then, not changing. Talking the talk, not doing the walk. Then the excuse part came in. I don’t know HOW to make the changes, I don’t have TIME to make the changes, I don’t want to ask for help to make the changes. I love self-sabotage.  Not the actual act of it but that I now I have a name for it.  It’s so good.  It’s freeing.  You know how you set yourself up for failure and then when you “fail” you totally beat yourself up.  For example, yes, you will totally run that 10k race even though it …


Throw Back Thursdays: Hurricanes

  Way way back many centuries ago, well, 1998, there was a hurricane coming straight towards Corpus Christi, Texas.  Naturally, I was there.  I was living on a Navy base, off of the Gulf of Mexico, with my husband.  And, naturally, when a hurricane is expected all of the active duty service members are suppose to leave the women and children behind and evacuate with the aircraft. So it’s midnight and there is a tank like truck with a mega phone and flashing lights driving around a pitch black base announcing a mandatory evacuation of all people.  I knew like 3 people and my husband, who was one of them, was leaving at o-dark-thirty to fly to Dallas (where he would later eat steak while I stood in pouring rain in said hurricane boarding up a house with cedar.)  (I so do NOT hold grudges and I have totally forgave him for his so called stomach flu in 1993 that required me to drive 500 miles while he puked out a window in a stick …

Ain’t Nobody Got Time For That

I’m all about avoiding negative energy. As I write this my husband is cursing the tub. People always tell me that God won’t give me more than I can handle but I disagree.  He totally gives us more so that we don’t try to duke it out alone, so that we come to Him. Husband just passed by again disgusted.  Apparently, we have a tub issue. I love that.  The God part, not the tub.  That means that when LIFE becomes way BIGGER and more out of control than I could have thought possible–I need to stop and remember that someone’s got my back. So, big check in the box about God.  But what about all our friends and family and in-between?  Do the people we surround ourselves with have our backs?  Do they have toxic energy that invades you whenever you are around them?  Do you walk around on egg shells feeling like you are holding your breath and talking like you are constipated?  Seriously, try it.  Think about some embarrassing moment when you …