I'm betting that is the number one title used at least once a year by bloggers everywhere. Sometimes things like, well, life... get in the way of a perfectly healthy addiction to typing out thoughts as they come for all the world to see...well, that brings me to the next point - changing the title of this blog about as frequently as I flip TV stations (a lot), and pretty much no one can even find me anymore. Maybe its better like that - almost like my own private, creative world.
Things are good as the stars are beginning to allign themselves, albeit slowly. The discipline we've shown the household budget has made us better organized in many aspects of life lately. While the roller coaster ride of life continues to change my thought process on a daily basis, I have found that when I find something that works, stick with it and make it a habit - I found that changing for change sake often creates too much stress that I can't handle. I really have a lack of creativety right now as I am focused solely on establishing and accomplishing some personal life goals, not on the grand spectrum quite yet, but taking the baby steps and rebuilding the foundation I've neglected as the tides of my past have slowly eroded what was previously there. Life can be long, and thats a good thing - when I look at it like that, I know I don't have to rush so long as I get something done everyday, eventually, I'll be where I want to be - and better off for it by having gone slowly.
Not much of a post, but something to get out and feel good about - for a change... It may still be a while - but that time in between posts should continue to be and grow more prosperous and happy.
Monday, February 11, 2008
Thursday, January 10, 2008
I can't get to my thought right now... but if you leave a message
My inner liberal, granola, flip-flop wearing, pot smoking, creative artist was calling again today. Its too bad I don't have voice mail built into my melon. It would be great so I can go back and replay all the ideas that I get excited about and often forget because my brain is on some kind of neurological crack.
I got home from "work" today and decided I was going to completely change the way my PC looks. That wasn't my plan. It started out as making sure my resume and cover letter look like a second grader didn't write it (wait, did I just type that? yeah, the whole "resume" thing is just for fun - I LOVE my job...in case someone I work with actually reads this). Then it continued by me deciding how I was going to achieve whatever it is I AM going to achieve in life. That didn't last long for obvious reasons including the whole head explosion thing - so a few clicks later I was inspired by a screen with a Mac look and decided, yeah, I can do that! Well, an hour later I created something that had my inner "I resist change" person wanting to jump out a window.
Then I started to think more about this blog, and the lack of posts, though not entirely due to a lack of desire. I thought of how this was such a great hobby, allowing me to work through things in my head by being creative and jotting things down too. Plus there is the whole 366 image project that lasted for 8 images on my smugmug page . Not very impressive having run out of creative juices one week into the new year. But inspiration is a funny thing. I looked around and saw all the creative things OTHER people do with their blogs, with their pictures - and think thats great - I want to be that creative too! I am that creative! How do I do that?! Wait... was that the phone ringing? What was I thinking about? I wonder what is going on in the baseball world?
Whew... this is heading for some sort of climax. I'm obviously excruciatingly busy on the inside - so please leave a message after the beep.
I got home from "work" today and decided I was going to completely change the way my PC looks. That wasn't my plan. It started out as making sure my resume and cover letter look like a second grader didn't write it (wait, did I just type that? yeah, the whole "resume" thing is just for fun - I LOVE my job...in case someone I work with actually reads this). Then it continued by me deciding how I was going to achieve whatever it is I AM going to achieve in life. That didn't last long for obvious reasons including the whole head explosion thing - so a few clicks later I was inspired by a screen with a Mac look and decided, yeah, I can do that! Well, an hour later I created something that had my inner "I resist change" person wanting to jump out a window.
Then I started to think more about this blog, and the lack of posts, though not entirely due to a lack of desire. I thought of how this was such a great hobby, allowing me to work through things in my head by being creative and jotting things down too. Plus there is the whole 366 image project that lasted for 8 images on my smugmug page . Not very impressive having run out of creative juices one week into the new year. But inspiration is a funny thing. I looked around and saw all the creative things OTHER people do with their blogs, with their pictures - and think thats great - I want to be that creative too! I am that creative! How do I do that?! Wait... was that the phone ringing? What was I thinking about? I wonder what is going on in the baseball world?
Whew... this is heading for some sort of climax. I'm obviously excruciatingly busy on the inside - so please leave a message after the beep.
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
Smart Ones
There is an influx of little red boxes in our freezer.
I swore that the word "diet" would not be a part of my vocabulary in 2008. I wanted to instead live an overall healthier life, making good food choices and keeping active everyday. Then I saw the picture of me standing on the court at the Celtics-Pistons game and the one with the cheerleaders. I looked like the fat kid won the grand prize in some contest. I know exactly how we got to this - I allowed myself to listen to everyone at the wedding who told me I looked great and I lost a lot of weight. Well, then we got back from the honeymoon.
While not exactly falling off the bandwagon completely, having been able to resist the urge to go out to eat every night (practically), I still decided that some "healthier" chips and dip here, some cookies there, were OK. WRONG. See, the effects of this eating could have been slower, and maybe not have occurred at all, if I hadn't stopped walking four miles a day like I was doing. Unfortunately, the one thing that drives me (praise...Look at me!), was also the thing that made me think I hit my goal. I know I never made it to 200 lbs by the wedding, but being at 205 from 228 was great! Some how I forgot that the original goal was 180 - but in hindsight, I can't believe with just a little effort how the weight can fall off.
So back to the red boxes. This is completely the wife's domain. She is completely dilligent when she is on her little red boxes kick. The amount of work she put into getting to where she wanted to be was what inspired me to get my fat arse working out. But when she relaxes, the same thing happens to her. But she just starts right back up and uses the red boxes for portion control, not for any special diet.
So, with them being on sale and all, I decided what the hell, I'll pick up, say... 30 of them. Again, I'm not dieting, but I am in MAJOR need of living healthy. I also don't want to be THAT guy at the basketball game who everyone knows is a sports fan because he hasn't been to a game since Larry Bird DID walk through that door and has been on the couch eating "healthy" chips and dip ever since.
Its one more thing to do in 2008. I probably should have wrote down some of the other things but I'm trying not to stress myself out with all the work I need to get done this year to be satisfied with myself. Plus, that would have taken too long and I need the exercise... say, I'm getting hungry... where are all the damn cookies???
I swore that the word "diet" would not be a part of my vocabulary in 2008. I wanted to instead live an overall healthier life, making good food choices and keeping active everyday. Then I saw the picture of me standing on the court at the Celtics-Pistons game and the one with the cheerleaders. I looked like the fat kid won the grand prize in some contest. I know exactly how we got to this - I allowed myself to listen to everyone at the wedding who told me I looked great and I lost a lot of weight. Well, then we got back from the honeymoon.
While not exactly falling off the bandwagon completely, having been able to resist the urge to go out to eat every night (practically), I still decided that some "healthier" chips and dip here, some cookies there, were OK. WRONG. See, the effects of this eating could have been slower, and maybe not have occurred at all, if I hadn't stopped walking four miles a day like I was doing. Unfortunately, the one thing that drives me (praise...Look at me!), was also the thing that made me think I hit my goal. I know I never made it to 200 lbs by the wedding, but being at 205 from 228 was great! Some how I forgot that the original goal was 180 - but in hindsight, I can't believe with just a little effort how the weight can fall off.
So back to the red boxes. This is completely the wife's domain. She is completely dilligent when she is on her little red boxes kick. The amount of work she put into getting to where she wanted to be was what inspired me to get my fat arse working out. But when she relaxes, the same thing happens to her. But she just starts right back up and uses the red boxes for portion control, not for any special diet.
So, with them being on sale and all, I decided what the hell, I'll pick up, say... 30 of them. Again, I'm not dieting, but I am in MAJOR need of living healthy. I also don't want to be THAT guy at the basketball game who everyone knows is a sports fan because he hasn't been to a game since Larry Bird DID walk through that door and has been on the couch eating "healthy" chips and dip ever since.
Its one more thing to do in 2008. I probably should have wrote down some of the other things but I'm trying not to stress myself out with all the work I need to get done this year to be satisfied with myself. Plus, that would have taken too long and I need the exercise... say, I'm getting hungry... where are all the damn cookies???
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