ommm…

Deep Breath. Inhale….and….exhale. Ahhhhh…

Ommmmm…..shanti…शान्ति

Get ready for another round of OMMM- On My Mind Monday. Where the breathing is deep, but the thoughts? Not so much. Here are some random thinks I’ve thunk this past week. In no particular order. For no particular reason. Because.

1. The kid from Jerry Maguire recently celebrated his 21st birthday. My first thought was “Dang, I’m old.”

Then I thought “he should be proud.” Thanks to him, legions of people on the planet know how much the human head weighs.

Also, he’s still pretty cute, no?  A “you’re like a brother to me” brand of cute.

2. What the hey-now are these things called again?

Google Answer: Honey Stirrer, Honey Dipper, or Honey Drizzler. I like Honey Dipper better. I kind of wish they made something similar for peanut butter drizzlage. I would call that a Peanut Butter Drizzler.

Also, why does this picture disturb me?

3. I saw these in the Walgreen’s and thought I was having a flashback. I mean…come on now. Anyone?

Seriously?

Not that I ever…err…moving on. 

4. It’s the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown is a powerful allegory of faith.

Also, I love LOVE Charles Schulz.

5. I wondered if there was such a thing as pumpkin seed butter. One Google search later….It does exist! I’ll have to cash in my 401K to get some and I’ll let you know how I like it.

Also? I SO don’t have a 401K.

I have a 911WH – never heard of it? It’s a Whole Foods Emergency fund. That’s wise investing right there.

Hi. My name is Missy and I am a compulsive food shopper.

• What’s a random think you’ve thunk that you think I should know?
• I don’t do Halloween (I would if I had kids but, it’s not my thing.) Are you the Halloween type or more of a “Harvest Fest at the church” type.

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What’s Wrong with this Picture?

   

I am so ill. Not sure what kind of a bug I have, but it hit me hard Wednesday. Hard. Yet, I still have thoughts of exercise. There’s no way I can move today – and I know this, but I have autopilot. I think “maybe I will feel better if I went for a walk.”

Just putting on my sneakers to take Zoe for a stroll exhausted me. So much so, that I had to lie down and rest. (Hence the picture.)

Who am I kidding? What drives me to keep going when I simply cannot?

So, there I was. Laying in bed with my sneakers on. Insane.

It’s times like these the perversity of this disease just astounds me. I mean, seriously. What am I thinking? It’s like feeling like death-warmed-over becomes “natural” – the new “norm.” So you just keep going.

But you get nowhere.

So grateful to God for showing me this today and realizing more and more everyday that His way is easy. He gives rest. My way? Not so much.

Also? Thank goodness for Coconut water.

 

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A Typical Tuesday Turned Atypical

I am a slave to routine – my “program” if you will.

I long for freedom. I need so desperately to de-program.

Yesterday, the heroic Hedda inspired me to skip my usual afternoon swim (which I’ve NOT been feeling of late…Cold water? Wet? Ugh.) and to just take a walk! So I did. I went to the gym, read in the sauna and then walked out. Got home and took a walk with my head in the clouds.

Refreshing.

I have not swam since Friday and today I was feeling the “pressure” to swim. Why? Well, because that is what I do.

That is what I am programmed to do.

Instead? I went straight home. Took a quick breather and went for a 20 minute walk to get my endorphins in.

I got to see this:

Instead of this:

Another thing? I ate something before dinner. Just because. That is not typical.

I have to share though, because… really?

Who eats sticks and twigs?

 

I had to giggle because they really do look like…sticks. And twigs.

Atypical.

And delicious.

Anyway –I am proclaiming Tuesdays to be ATYPICAL TUESDAYS from here on out.

I don’t want to be a slave.

• Gotta routine? Feel like a slave to the grind? What’s one thing you might-could do to color outside the lines? Wanna do it next Tuesday?

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Soda SNAFU

I was in the mood for a soda.

I’ve been avoiding it for a while, though by no means have I cut it out entirely like last time. Today I had a headache and I felt weak. So, naturally, I figured a soda was the panacea for my woes. (Couldn’t possibly be my eating disorder, right? Sigh.)

I walked across the street to the Walgreens, grabbed a soda and a bottle of Tylenol – both of which I opened and consumed during the checkout process.

I will admit, I DO have a habit of double checking the bottle to insure I grabbed the Diet — (especially when it comes to Fresca which does not have the Diet label).

However, not until I walked outside did I realize I grabbed (and consumed several sips of):

Dun, Dun, Dun.

20 calories of High Fructose Corn Syrup and chemicals.

It should be noted I did not:

a) Immediately throw the bottle away and obsess about this “transgression.”

or

b) Worry about it much at all.

I finished the bottle. I don’t know why. I don’t care why. It wasn’t a challenge or a fear I conquered.

It just….was.

It was a freaking soda. That’s it. Ends there.

My lack of reaction was foreign to me. Yes, I am still thinking about it – but more in wonderment than pride.

• If you’ve ever been caught up in the pursuit of “clean eating” or health…has anything similar ever happen to you?

Ps- It should be noted I still think HFCS is a very. bad. thing. But HFCS happens. Could be worse.

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TGYWT

Thank Goodness Yesterday Was Thursday.

Or, TGYWT! <—with necessary exclamation point.

When life hands you letters, gather your thoughts and make a list of randomness I say!

Throwback Read

I loved the Sweet Valley Twins back in elementary school, so I couldn’t resist this follow-up. I giggled as I pulled it off the library shelf. It’s not a life-changing Pulitzer, but it’s a great way to relax the brain waves and catch up with Elizabeth, Jessica, Lila Fowler, Bruce Pattman, etc. You won’t believe what’s up with Steven Wakefield.

Guar Gum

I’ve been using guar gum in my smoothies and it really helps them develop from icy to…smoothie. The gum adds a creamy consistency that I appreciate. I worried it would upset my tummy but I’m fine. This is a poor-girl frapp.

Yes, please.

Click the picture for more info

I’m all for Subway expanding their menu to include more vegan and gluten free options. Tofurkey Wrap? Gardein Chicken Salad? Sounds food to me. <—I meant to type “good” but I’m keeping it because…

Weird Dream

Last night I had a super-involved, crazy-train dream in which I received a message. This never happens. It was given to me in a sort of fairy-tongue riddle:

Work hard to love yourself for the benefit of your own company.

Basically, it’s a play on “working for a company” and “enjoying your own company.” I guess I need to work at loving myself because I have to hang out with me for the rest of my life.

Fun times. Start Early.

Yes, that’s me.

 

Tired

         

I’m looking a little haggard. <–understatement. My sleep schedule is so chaotic and if I don’t remedy this situation soon I will probably lose my mind (if you can you lose something you’ve already lost).

Thank Goodness yesterday was Thursday, because I’ve got my “work” cut out for me this weekend.

Work hard to love yourself for the benefit of your own company.

Seriously. What the what?

I can’t make this stuff up.

• Your turn. Give me a random T,G,Y,W or T. (If you want).

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Weird Assi Breakfast

Oh, hello there!

*taptap* Is this thing on?? *ahem*

Hello again, my sunshines.

Guess what I got here…

   

If you guessed Nori and Kimchi, you are technically correct but the answer I was looking for is:

Breakfast of Champi-Yums

Yeah, Breakfast. Yeah, be afraid. Go ahead. My brother was.

He started coughing and gagging from the other room. I said, “I can’t believe you can smell it from in there.” To which he replied, “Smell it? It about knocked me over.”

And this my friends, was before I even opened the bags.

Bags. Plural. Yes. #whyimstillsingle

(For more on Kimchi read this)

My point it – wait, I don’t have one. But I do want to share the giggle I had while reading the Nori package.

(You know, to count up all the 0 calories that are in nori. Sigh.)

You better believe I had to read this twice.

Because the first time? I totally thought they went there.

But enough about me.

I miss hearing from you guys and dolls.

Eaten anything unusual or freaky lately? Wanna tell me a story? Ask me a question? *taptap* Is this thing on??

PS- No, I will not be taking Kimchi to the office anymore. I do, after all, have a heart.

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Hail to the V? Hail to the Yeah.

 

I was watching late-night television in a twilight sleep when a certain commercial roused me.

It was a Summer’s Eve commercial expounding the power and glory of…

”The V”

I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I feared I dreamt the whole thing as I feverishly googled it and found nothing the next day. That was weeks ago.

I finally saw it again last night and this time my internet search was a success.

Have you seen it? If not take a minute. (If you want).

Douche is a product with a history of offending feminist sensibilities. I don’t want to get into that. I just want to celebrate this fresh spin on marketing to females. About their vaginas.

For once, a feminine hygiene (<—don’t like that term) product is being sold as…a feminine hygiene product. No fields of flowers; no fluffy clouds or white dresses. No hushed conversations between mothers and daughters.

This is the first advertisement I’ve seen where the vagina is referenced, albeit indirectly.  Loud and proud, except not really.

The slogan isn’t “Hail to the Vagina.” It’s “The V.”

But “Hail to the Vagina” doesn’t really work anyway.

I came across another Summer’s Eve campaign that I can’t get over.

Can you guess what this “talking hand” is supposed to symbolize?

Georgia O’Keeffe would be proud.

This particular campaign is causing some controversy – I won’t weigh in on that but it is interesting. You can watch the story here. (I highly suggest you do). 

So the vagina is no longer as taboo as it once was. How about that?

I think we can thank Oprah.

And Betty.

I don’t douche. None of my friends do, either. Is this new modern campaign targeting women of our generation? Me thinks so.

But, while I appreciate the commercial, I’m not buying it. I’m fine, thanks.

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Mean People Suck (so does blog bashing)

I found a disturbing website today while reading Rachel’s Blog. It makes my heart sick. I hesitate to share this but the lesson is valuable.

I used to think it might be humorous to have a “Talk Soup” or “Perez Hilton” of the blogosphere. I envisioned poking fun at someone’s Freudian typo or light-hearted jabs about a bloggers predilection for pickles & peanut butter. You know, “Inside Jokes” about people’s foibles.

Foibles like taking pictures of oneself and posting them on the internet in a ridiculous fashion. (With either your bra strap or bathing suit showing).

Anyways.

Get Off My Internets comes close. Except it’s not funny. It’s sickening.

It took me no time at all to find people ripping apart bloggers who I have a strong fondness for.

This is the worst example —> Click here (but be warned)<—–

I can’t stand it.

When I envisioned a “talk soup” of blogs, the banter was more friendly (like this<–.) But most forum topics on GOMI are negative.

Every minute we spend time on the internet we are at risk; we open the door to our minds and invite strangers in to party.

I’d encourage you to consider these “guests” carefully.

If you’re gonna party with people, makes sure they are people you want to be around when you’re under the influence.

Negativity is infectious and seductive. It’s easy to fall prey to something that’s funny or shocking. Hahaha…let’s have a good laugh. But each time we laugh at the expense of others you lose energy. It seeps out of your soul.

It SUCKS. Get it?

I know because I’ve had a few chuckles. I’m not ashamed…just regretful. What a waste.

I honestly didn’t think negative or judgmental things in my own cursory blog reading – but when something is called to your attention it triggers a reaction. It’s contagious.

I’m so sick of the negativity in the blogosphere.

• Is there anything you are reading out there that is negative, unhelpful, depressing, or causing you to doubt or compare yourself in any way? Maybe it’s time we make the “Open House” an “invite only” event.

I hope this is the last “negative” thing you read on the internet. I know it will be the last  negative thing I write. (Except maybe in my Moments of Zen when I am bashing crazy commercials or products. Oh, and I’ll try and lay off my thighs)

PS- Should I leave this post up even? Or am I just spreading the nasty?

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