"If God had wanted me otherwise, He would have created me otherwise. So be yourself, and never lose who you are in the bustle of everyday living." - anonymous
I saw this quote on someone's Facebook status the other day, and I liked it. I've been wanting to blog about this subject for a while, but knew it would take some thought to have the words come out right, so I saved it for a day when I had plenty of time.
The other week when I was off work, I watched Oprah one day and Jessica Simpson was her guest. She was on there discussing how the media places entirely too much emphasis on physical and outward beauty. In particular, she was talking about how the tabloids totally ridiculed her by saying she was "fat" and was said to have worn "mom jeans." You know the pictures I'm talking about...high-waisted jeans with a black tank top and some leopard print belt. They flashed up some pictures of when she was Daisy on Dukes of Hazard and how small she was, but she admitted that she worked out like crazy to keep that body and it wasn't easy or natural for her to be that small. She said "I don't want to look like that everyday. I don't have to wear a bathing suit all the time; I love my curves!" She said that she fluctuates between a size 4 and 6 and that she embraces who she is wholeheartedly. She was also on there to promote a new show she has coming out on VH1 about what people around the world define as "beautiful." I was absolutely shocked to learn about a practice in China where both women AND men will pay money to have their legs sawed in half then have an external fixation device placed on for stability with the hopes of growing a few inches. There's no guarantee for the number of inches, and the recovery process is at least a year long. They showed x-rays of people who had this procedure performed, and there was a huge gaping space in between the bones where they hoped new bone growth would occur and in turn, allow them to be taller. They said that height is a status symbol in their country, and there are often height requirements for certain jobs and even for some college admissions!!! They interviewed this one girl who was interested in having the procedure and she was 5'3" saying that she was hoping for better chances and a better future. (I was sitting there thinking to myself...that's how tall I am!) They even have an extremely common procedure that is performed hundreds of times a day in outpatient clinics that will give them a more "western" look by giving them more of an eyelid. They talked to a few women who had participated in this procedure and they kept emphasizing how they wanted to look more like "Americans."
That's the saddest part of all of this to me. If they were to actually come to America and see the variety of beautiful people, they would quickly realize that not everyone over here looks like the supermodels or actors/actresses that are constantly highlighted in the media as true images of "beauty." And in fact, I bet they would discover more than a few women and men who are dissatisfied about their own appearance, wishing that they too, could look like someone else. Even famous people are having surgeries and procedures performed so that they (who the media already deems as beautiful) can be even MORE beautiful. Just think about Heidi Montag from "The Hills" who recently admitted that she had 10+ plastic surgeries in ONE DAY so that she would "better fit in with the industry she is pursuing." SERIOUSLY??? A little over the top?? I think so.
I will be the first to admit that I have insecurities about the way I look. There are days where I wake up and wish that something about my body/appearance could be different. Ever since we were little, the media has blasted us from all directions of what is "beautiful." Just think about those absolutely out-of-proportion Barbie dolls we all played with! So inevitably, from the time we were small children, we all get suckered into this unrealistic stereotype of "true beauty." When I take a step back and think about how this is just a vicious cycle, it makes me sad. We are all different. No two people are created exactly the same, and I think that is what makes us all beautiful. Sure you may wish you were a little taller, tanned easier, had a different color hair, different color eyes, etc, etc. BUT WHAT IF??? What if you woke up every day and instead of wishing to be more like someone else, you were instead thankful that you are you. Simple, right? Not really, and I know the reality of the situation runs so deep in so many people's daily life. This isn't an issue that began yesterday, and there is no "quick fix." I just hope that the next time I start thinking "I wish I looked like..." that I stop and remind myself that "If God would have wanted me otherwise, He would have created me otherwise." And maybe if more people were able to adopt that simple thought and own it as their own, it would spread like wildfire to those other countries who place us on a pedestal to define "beauty." Then, we could all stop focusing so much on outer appearances and instead truly get to know one another.
Friday, March 12, 2010
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Life by the Numbers
1) We went to the Clemson/USC baseball game last Saturday with friends...Clemson lost...booooo
2) We did yard work ALL DAY (literally...10-6) on Sunday...it's AMAZING what a little effort can accomplish
3) I started my new job on Monday...so far so good :)
4) Tomorrow is my FRIDAY :) I am definitely an advocate for 3-day weekends every weekend!
5) I have gone to sleep every night this week between 9-9:30
6) Nolan finished our taxes! WOO HOO refund!
7) I'm almost finished with a book that I started 2 months ago
8) I'm in the process of catching up with friends I haven't talked to in MONTHS!
9) My life is richly blessed beyond measure...I am so thankful! God is SO good!
10) A more detailed blog will be posted later this week/end
2) We did yard work ALL DAY (literally...10-6) on Sunday...it's AMAZING what a little effort can accomplish
3) I started my new job on Monday...so far so good :)
4) Tomorrow is my FRIDAY :) I am definitely an advocate for 3-day weekends every weekend!
5) I have gone to sleep every night this week between 9-9:30
6) Nolan finished our taxes! WOO HOO refund!
7) I'm almost finished with a book that I started 2 months ago
8) I'm in the process of catching up with friends I haven't talked to in MONTHS!
9) My life is richly blessed beyond measure...I am so thankful! God is SO good!
10) A more detailed blog will be posted later this week/end
Friday, March 5, 2010
Power of Human Touch
Yesterday I was able to spoil myself with a one-and-a-half hour massage. It was heavenly. I had a gift card from Christmas and they had this introductory special going on for first-timers who had never been to their place before, so I was able to afford this little luxury for only $7. Simply AMAZING. She found lots of trigger points, especially in my neck and shoulder area because of 1) my horrible posture and 2) picking up kids at work. She also informed me that I would benefit from some glut work, and I really wanted to ask her if she was implying I was a tight-a**?? :) I simply smiled and said "maybe next time!" When we got our massages in St. Lucia that lady went right to town on my butt...she didn't even bother asking! Once I got over the shock factor, it felt really great. The hour and half flew by and really felt more like 20 minutes. Guess I'll just have to go back ;)
So usually I'm not a big talker when I'm getting a massage, but yesterday I was in quite a chatty little mood. I think it has to do with the fact that I've been spending a good majority of my week alone, so all human interaction has been eagerly welcomed! Anyways, while I was there, we started talking about massage school, their requirements, how long she'd been doing it, etc. I told her I worked with kids and asked if they did massages on kids, which led to her telling me that she has 2 kids and they are always asking her for a massage. I then proceeded to tell her that my mom used to tickle/rub my back EVERY. SINGLE. NIGHT. before I went to bed. I'm not just talking about when I was little...this carried on all the way into the high school years and even throughout college when I would come home for the weekend. I'm not even ashamed to admit that even to this present day when I go home for the weekend and we stay with my parents there is a 99% chance that I am going to ask my mom to scratch my back. Heck, my roommate in PT school and I used to swap "back rubs." It makes you relax and forget about the rush of the outside world. And mostly, it just feels good. We started discussing how we feel that the world, generally speaking, has lost "touch" (literally) with one another. She said that she sees so many clients that she feels are "bitter" towards the world and others that they have almost an aversive reaction to the wonderfulness that is human touch. I think that everything is so fast paced these days that we often times forget the power behind a gentle hand. We don't hug the ones we love as much as we should. When Nolan asks me for a back rub, I reply "maybe later" and then "later" becomes "never." I know that we all can't just rush out and get a massage whenever we want, but I'm definitely going to make a conscious effort on my part to "love" on others more and reconnect with those around me.
So the spoilage just carried itself on throughout the rest of my Thursday. I've mentioned in previous blogs how I am so lucky to attend fun concerts because Emily has the hook up through her job. Last night was no exception, and we saw none other than Mr. Brad Paisley in concert. He was fabulous. I might be a little biased because I love his music and feel like he's one of few musicians who has maintained touch with reality despite his fame. We actually witnessed how awesome he is last night at the end of the concert. He was finishing up his last song and he took off his signature white cowboy hat and placed it on the head of a little boy who looked to be no more than 7 or 8 years old. After the show, one of Mr. Paisley's crew members took the little boy and his family aside, took the hat and told them to wait. He returned a few moments later with a look-alike hat that was autographed. You know that little boy was STOKED and will be telling that story for the rest of his life. Simply AWESOME.
So that was my Thursday. Today I tried out my new running shoes that I got last weekend. I haven't run outside in I don't know how long. When I lived with Emily, we used to get up at 5:45 in the morning and go run before work. It was always nice to have it out of the way for the day. After we ran the 5k last September, that whole little plan kinda just fizzled out. I've been saying that "I need to get back into running" for a while now. With spring coming up there are lots of little local races for good causes that I would like to participate in. I'm definitely not claiming to be a good runner. And I'm definitely not fast. But dare I say I "enjoy" running?? I don't know that I've ever reached that "runner's high" that people always talk about, but it makes me feel good afterward and that's what's important. I'm sure that I'll feel it tomorrow :)
How AMAZING has the weather we've been having here lately - I'm so excited that it's supposed to hang around through the weekend! ENJOY!
So usually I'm not a big talker when I'm getting a massage, but yesterday I was in quite a chatty little mood. I think it has to do with the fact that I've been spending a good majority of my week alone, so all human interaction has been eagerly welcomed! Anyways, while I was there, we started talking about massage school, their requirements, how long she'd been doing it, etc. I told her I worked with kids and asked if they did massages on kids, which led to her telling me that she has 2 kids and they are always asking her for a massage. I then proceeded to tell her that my mom used to tickle/rub my back EVERY. SINGLE. NIGHT. before I went to bed. I'm not just talking about when I was little...this carried on all the way into the high school years and even throughout college when I would come home for the weekend. I'm not even ashamed to admit that even to this present day when I go home for the weekend and we stay with my parents there is a 99% chance that I am going to ask my mom to scratch my back. Heck, my roommate in PT school and I used to swap "back rubs." It makes you relax and forget about the rush of the outside world. And mostly, it just feels good. We started discussing how we feel that the world, generally speaking, has lost "touch" (literally) with one another. She said that she sees so many clients that she feels are "bitter" towards the world and others that they have almost an aversive reaction to the wonderfulness that is human touch. I think that everything is so fast paced these days that we often times forget the power behind a gentle hand. We don't hug the ones we love as much as we should. When Nolan asks me for a back rub, I reply "maybe later" and then "later" becomes "never." I know that we all can't just rush out and get a massage whenever we want, but I'm definitely going to make a conscious effort on my part to "love" on others more and reconnect with those around me.
So the spoilage just carried itself on throughout the rest of my Thursday. I've mentioned in previous blogs how I am so lucky to attend fun concerts because Emily has the hook up through her job. Last night was no exception, and we saw none other than Mr. Brad Paisley in concert. He was fabulous. I might be a little biased because I love his music and feel like he's one of few musicians who has maintained touch with reality despite his fame. We actually witnessed how awesome he is last night at the end of the concert. He was finishing up his last song and he took off his signature white cowboy hat and placed it on the head of a little boy who looked to be no more than 7 or 8 years old. After the show, one of Mr. Paisley's crew members took the little boy and his family aside, took the hat and told them to wait. He returned a few moments later with a look-alike hat that was autographed. You know that little boy was STOKED and will be telling that story for the rest of his life. Simply AWESOME.
So that was my Thursday. Today I tried out my new running shoes that I got last weekend. I haven't run outside in I don't know how long. When I lived with Emily, we used to get up at 5:45 in the morning and go run before work. It was always nice to have it out of the way for the day. After we ran the 5k last September, that whole little plan kinda just fizzled out. I've been saying that "I need to get back into running" for a while now. With spring coming up there are lots of little local races for good causes that I would like to participate in. I'm definitely not claiming to be a good runner. And I'm definitely not fast. But dare I say I "enjoy" running?? I don't know that I've ever reached that "runner's high" that people always talk about, but it makes me feel good afterward and that's what's important. I'm sure that I'll feel it tomorrow :)
How AMAZING has the weather we've been having here lately - I'm so excited that it's supposed to hang around through the weekend! ENJOY!
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Wednesday adventures
Today was yet another interesting day in my life as a SAHW.
I got up this morning and gave my blog a "face lift." I'm all about some bright and spring-y colors!
I went to the hospital for them to "read" my PPD test. I wish I could have just called in and told them "No, there's no raised surface, I think I'm in the clear. No TB here." But instead, I drove the 20ish minutes to have the lady rub her finger over my arm and say "You just have a little bruise, you must be delicate." I know she meant that my skin was delicate, and not me as a person, but her comment definitely made me chuckle. She also handed me the results of my blood test...nothing really exciting except that I have high cholesterol. This isn't new news, and I can blame it on 1) my lack of exercise and 2) genetics. Since one of those two factors is modifiable, I guess I should get on it!
After that I went to WalMart. This is my second trip in one week. I'm trying to festively decorate our house for spring (in hopes of willing warmer weather to hang around) and was on the hunt for fake lemons and limes to put as a centerpiece on the breakfast table. I got some cute little place mats during my first WalMart adventure this week, and found the lemons, but no limes. WalMart #2 and still no limes. Bummer. I'm going to have to have a little talk with that Sam Walton. I kept the lemons and after putting them in the bowl, decided that they make the yellow in the place mats "pop" a bit. I like it - very bright and cheerful.
Nolan took today off so we could spend some time together, and we spent a few hours working outside. I'm good when the sun is out and shining on my back, but when the clouds roll in and the wind picks up, my butt gets inside - I was good for about an hour and a half! We actually rented a 14-foot long yard waste bin from our garbage company to dump, well, yard wastes. Nolan has spent a lot of time pruning bushes here lately trying to get our yard into some sort of order, and this option was much more convenient than us having to load up and haul truck loads of stuff to the landfill. It's a flat fee for us to keep it for 7 business days and whenever we're ready for them to pick up the bin, we just give them a call. Nice. We cleaned out a weed garden today and plan to make that our "bird habitat" so we can watch the birds like old people. Actually we are just going to put mulch down where the weed bed was for something that's a little less high maintenance. (And have a birdbath, bird feeder, and suet feeder!) The people who first owned our house obviously had a grand vision about what they wanted the yard to look like, but we just can't seem to see that same vision. I'm pretty sure they would be quite upset if they saw our "handiwork," considering the amount of money they spent on landscaping. EEK!
Today was pretty low key, and enjoyable. I've got a "big day" tomorrow...I'll have to blog about that later! Happy Hump Day, Y'all!
I got up this morning and gave my blog a "face lift." I'm all about some bright and spring-y colors!
I went to the hospital for them to "read" my PPD test. I wish I could have just called in and told them "No, there's no raised surface, I think I'm in the clear. No TB here." But instead, I drove the 20ish minutes to have the lady rub her finger over my arm and say "You just have a little bruise, you must be delicate." I know she meant that my skin was delicate, and not me as a person, but her comment definitely made me chuckle. She also handed me the results of my blood test...nothing really exciting except that I have high cholesterol. This isn't new news, and I can blame it on 1) my lack of exercise and 2) genetics. Since one of those two factors is modifiable, I guess I should get on it!
After that I went to WalMart. This is my second trip in one week. I'm trying to festively decorate our house for spring (in hopes of willing warmer weather to hang around) and was on the hunt for fake lemons and limes to put as a centerpiece on the breakfast table. I got some cute little place mats during my first WalMart adventure this week, and found the lemons, but no limes. WalMart #2 and still no limes. Bummer. I'm going to have to have a little talk with that Sam Walton. I kept the lemons and after putting them in the bowl, decided that they make the yellow in the place mats "pop" a bit. I like it - very bright and cheerful.
Nolan took today off so we could spend some time together, and we spent a few hours working outside. I'm good when the sun is out and shining on my back, but when the clouds roll in and the wind picks up, my butt gets inside - I was good for about an hour and a half! We actually rented a 14-foot long yard waste bin from our garbage company to dump, well, yard wastes. Nolan has spent a lot of time pruning bushes here lately trying to get our yard into some sort of order, and this option was much more convenient than us having to load up and haul truck loads of stuff to the landfill. It's a flat fee for us to keep it for 7 business days and whenever we're ready for them to pick up the bin, we just give them a call. Nice. We cleaned out a weed garden today and plan to make that our "bird habitat" so we can watch the birds like old people. Actually we are just going to put mulch down where the weed bed was for something that's a little less high maintenance. (And have a birdbath, bird feeder, and suet feeder!) The people who first owned our house obviously had a grand vision about what they wanted the yard to look like, but we just can't seem to see that same vision. I'm pretty sure they would be quite upset if they saw our "handiwork," considering the amount of money they spent on landscaping. EEK!
Today was pretty low key, and enjoyable. I've got a "big day" tomorrow...I'll have to blog about that later! Happy Hump Day, Y'all!
FREE Return Address Labels...you pay shipping
http://www.fiddledeedeemom.com/2010/02/140-free-address-labels-when-you-pay.html (cut and paste, because I still haven't figured out how to link...it's on my list of things to do today!)
I ran across this blog this morning, and while I haven't had time to thoroughly check it out...she really seems like my kind of woman! I've bookmarked her as a "favorite" so I can go back when I have time and read up on more great deals! I ordered two sets of return address labels (one that was more generic for Nolan and I and then a girly one just for me!) and checked the box for "slow" shipping which means they'll be here in approximately 21 days, but I'm not in dire need of these and that was the cheapest shipping option. I figured out it's in your best benefit to order more than one because the shipping doesn't go up, so you're getting more bang for your buck! There are some SUPER cute designs, too! So all in all, I'm going to be getting 280 return address labels for less than $4.00! I truly LOVE a good deal!!
I ran across this blog this morning, and while I haven't had time to thoroughly check it out...she really seems like my kind of woman! I've bookmarked her as a "favorite" so I can go back when I have time and read up on more great deals! I ordered two sets of return address labels (one that was more generic for Nolan and I and then a girly one just for me!) and checked the box for "slow" shipping which means they'll be here in approximately 21 days, but I'm not in dire need of these and that was the cheapest shipping option. I figured out it's in your best benefit to order more than one because the shipping doesn't go up, so you're getting more bang for your buck! There are some SUPER cute designs, too! So all in all, I'm going to be getting 280 return address labels for less than $4.00! I truly LOVE a good deal!!
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
SAHW...and other news
I am a "stay-at-home-wife" for the week. This is actually my transition week before I start my new job on Monday. I've already decided that I don't think I should be a stay-at-home-wife. Maybe a stay-at-home-mom while our kids are young, but it's definitely not a good idea for me to be doing this now. You see, I have a habit called shopping that requires monetary support for sustainability. When I have time off, I find myself spending money, and shopping. A LOT. I'm still bargain shopping, no doubt, but it actually makes me feel a little bit guilty to not be supplementing our income while spending Nolan's! (I always try to justify it to myself by buying him a "treat" or two!) When I work, I don't have time/energy to go shopping throughout the week, and therefore we save money. I know that being a SAHW works for some people, just not this girl!
I digress. So, as you can imagine, I have an entire list of things I want/need to accomplish this week (besides shopping!). This week will definitely see more action in two areas of my life: blogging and the gym. I hate to admit it about that last area, but after you read the following conversation I had yesterday, you'll better understand.
Phone rings.
Me: "Hello?"
Man: "Hey Ashley, this is Mike over at Pivotal Fitness (the gym I'm a member at). How are you?"
Me: "I'm doing great, thanks."
Mike: "Hey listen. I was just going through our records and noticed that you haven't been in here in about 19 days and I just wanted to make sure that everything was going alright."
Me, chuckling: "Oh yeah, I'm fine. I plan on coming in there tomorrow."
Mike: "Alright, Ashley. Tomorrow sounds great. We look forward to seeing you tomorrow."
Me: "Ok. Thanks. See you then."
How. Embarassing. And today it's supposed to snow. Yet another day I may not make it to the gym. Hopefully he won't call today, too! The really crappy thing is that when I start my new job, it will be practically impossible for me to go to the gym Monday-Thursday because of the hours I'll be working. Not to mention that the gym is a good 25 minutes from our house. You see, when I joined, I was working closer and was able to stop by there on my way home...or at least that's what I told myself I would do. But obviously that hasn't happened in the last 19 days! Now if I want to go to the gym, I would have to drive PAST our house to get there, and I know myself well enough to know that just isn't going to happen. I'm going to have to think of an alternative...and soon!!
***DISCLAIMER*** Some people may feel that the following story is inappropriate to blog, but it was quite humorous, I thought.
In other fun, or I guess I should say FUNNY news, I went yesterday to have my health screening/drug test at the hospital. They take the use of drugs very seriously there, and this is how I know. In the paperwork they sent me a few weeks ago, they discussed the drug screening process. You have to do the normal pee in a cup. Ok, so you're thinking, no big deal, right? SUPERVISED! And I'm not talking you're in the stall and they're waiting outside...the nurse actually came INTO the bathroom with me! I already have problems performing this task when I am ALONE in the bathroom at the doctor's office, so you can only imagine the stage fright that I had yesterday. I had tried to prepare myself for this, knowing that I couldn't leave until they got what they wanted. I drank a glass of water at home yesterday before leaving the house. I drank an entire bottle of water on the way there. I drank a cup of water after a failed attempt #1. And then another cup. Attempt #2...and...nothing. Cup 3 of water. By this point, I feel like my eyeballs are beginning to float. Oh, come on! How about another? Still nothing. On my fifth and final cup of water, the nurse informs me that they aren't allowed to give me any more water and that I'll just have to let it flow through my body. This is getting ridiculous! Obviously I was finally able to make things happen (third times a charm, right?), and then wouldn't you know that I had to frequently visit the bathroom at least 4 times (no exaggeration!) within the following 30 minutes! The nurse was really patient with me (and my bladder!), and apparently this is a common occurrence. It made me feel a lot better when she couldn't get ANY blood out of her first stick and had to try the other arm for stick #2. Apparently, I was being a little retentive! HA! :)
Well I'm off to clean house. I didn't do it this past weekend because I knew I would have time to do it during the week, and as Nolan always says, "save some fun for later." I have other fun things to blog about though, so those of you faithful readers might just get lucky today with TWO posts. How could your Tuesday POSSIBLY get any better?? :)
I digress. So, as you can imagine, I have an entire list of things I want/need to accomplish this week (besides shopping!). This week will definitely see more action in two areas of my life: blogging and the gym. I hate to admit it about that last area, but after you read the following conversation I had yesterday, you'll better understand.
Phone rings.
Me: "Hello?"
Man: "Hey Ashley, this is Mike over at Pivotal Fitness (the gym I'm a member at). How are you?"
Me: "I'm doing great, thanks."
Mike: "Hey listen. I was just going through our records and noticed that you haven't been in here in about 19 days and I just wanted to make sure that everything was going alright."
Me, chuckling: "Oh yeah, I'm fine. I plan on coming in there tomorrow."
Mike: "Alright, Ashley. Tomorrow sounds great. We look forward to seeing you tomorrow."
Me: "Ok. Thanks. See you then."
How. Embarassing. And today it's supposed to snow. Yet another day I may not make it to the gym. Hopefully he won't call today, too! The really crappy thing is that when I start my new job, it will be practically impossible for me to go to the gym Monday-Thursday because of the hours I'll be working. Not to mention that the gym is a good 25 minutes from our house. You see, when I joined, I was working closer and was able to stop by there on my way home...or at least that's what I told myself I would do. But obviously that hasn't happened in the last 19 days! Now if I want to go to the gym, I would have to drive PAST our house to get there, and I know myself well enough to know that just isn't going to happen. I'm going to have to think of an alternative...and soon!!
***DISCLAIMER*** Some people may feel that the following story is inappropriate to blog, but it was quite humorous, I thought.
In other fun, or I guess I should say FUNNY news, I went yesterday to have my health screening/drug test at the hospital. They take the use of drugs very seriously there, and this is how I know. In the paperwork they sent me a few weeks ago, they discussed the drug screening process. You have to do the normal pee in a cup. Ok, so you're thinking, no big deal, right? SUPERVISED! And I'm not talking you're in the stall and they're waiting outside...the nurse actually came INTO the bathroom with me! I already have problems performing this task when I am ALONE in the bathroom at the doctor's office, so you can only imagine the stage fright that I had yesterday. I had tried to prepare myself for this, knowing that I couldn't leave until they got what they wanted. I drank a glass of water at home yesterday before leaving the house. I drank an entire bottle of water on the way there. I drank a cup of water after a failed attempt #1. And then another cup. Attempt #2...and...nothing. Cup 3 of water. By this point, I feel like my eyeballs are beginning to float. Oh, come on! How about another? Still nothing. On my fifth and final cup of water, the nurse informs me that they aren't allowed to give me any more water and that I'll just have to let it flow through my body. This is getting ridiculous! Obviously I was finally able to make things happen (third times a charm, right?), and then wouldn't you know that I had to frequently visit the bathroom at least 4 times (no exaggeration!) within the following 30 minutes! The nurse was really patient with me (and my bladder!), and apparently this is a common occurrence. It made me feel a lot better when she couldn't get ANY blood out of her first stick and had to try the other arm for stick #2. Apparently, I was being a little retentive! HA! :)
Well I'm off to clean house. I didn't do it this past weekend because I knew I would have time to do it during the week, and as Nolan always says, "save some fun for later." I have other fun things to blog about though, so those of you faithful readers might just get lucky today with TWO posts. How could your Tuesday POSSIBLY get any better?? :)
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