Did I say my mother-in-law was coming in August??
Scratch That. She’s coming NOW. As in, this Saturday at 1:00. I’ve been simultaneously practicing as much Spanish as I can while trying to avoid a complete anxiety attack. My honey-do list has grown longer than the legs on a basketball-player-turned-transvestite. (Too much? sorry.).
ANYway. There has been so much going on with my mother-in-law and my husbands upcoming surgery (yes! Dangerous Surgery!) that I forgot to tell you how much I have been loving Hot Yoga. Yes, it is a headache. And yes, it’s hot. But all that aside, it’s pretty much awesome. Might become addicted to it if my pockets will let me.
Does anyone have anything else to add? Me neither. Plus I have to go scrub behind the oven or something now. Seriously.
My sister is getting married. Just thought you should know I’m not blogging because I’m usually too busy obsessing over her wedding details and getting on everyone’s nerves.
How many Spanish-English Dictionaries do you think I’ll need for THIS??
*deep sigh. Welll hello! I figured I’d come back to this thing, even though my ten weeks is over. I’ve successfully accomplished everything I felt I needed to do (except that pesky gym thing) in that ten week challenge. Go me! But now, a few weeks after that, I have come up with some newer, more challenging, umm…challenges. I’ve started them this week (for the most part), and am proud to report that on Day 2, so far, sooo gooood.
I am detoxing. And yes, it’s as gross as it sounds. But I’m actually feeling much lighter and MUCH healthier from all this water I’ve been drinking and healthy light meals I’ve been eating. Tonight, I will join my friend Tabby in her idea of a good time; and my idea of a possible migraine-trigger:
hot yoga. Yes. Not just regular yoga. But the kind that you do in a sauna so that “you get all hot and sweaty and it’s hard to breathe and when you finish you feel like jello!” «says Tabby. Like I said. Possible migraine-trigger. But she knows that I will conveniently forget to roll the window of her car down in time to throw up if I do become ill from this activity. And if she’s cool with that, then I’m down. Plus it goes hand-in-hand with my detox this week, and m.o. to get my body healthy, clean, and in shape!
Mission Two: Learn the Spanish. As you all may (or may not) know, my husband is Venezolano. This also means that his second language is English. Sadly, for our entire relationship I have selfishly made sure we only communicate in this language. However, he makes knowing two languages look SO EASY. But let me tell you: its NOT. Anyway his mother will be coming to visit us in this coming August, and wouldn’t that just be an extreme case of sad (not to mention awkward) for me to not be able to communicate at ALL with my mother in law?? I just find the fact that I have not been taking learning Spanish seriously to be a huge character flaw. I always use the excuse that I’m too embarrassed (I’ve got a SAD case of ‘gringa’) and I’m worried people will laugh, but come on! Can I be more self-absorbed?? It’s time for me to put down the English-crutches, and pick UP the Espanol. Today I bought a book in Spanish. Carlos says it will help. Took me twenty minutes to read and understand the first page.
Only 508 more to go. *sigh.
I can take as many tries as I want to actually hit the ball, right??
Happy umm..Tuesday! I’m blogging to announce that so far, my New Year’s secret promises (NOT to be confused with actual resolutions; those are waaayyy too much commitment) are going well. In other news, I realize I have stopped feeling like I must eat everything I rest my eyes on. But this could change, considering these baby-repellent pills make my moodstates swing like a monkey on a pendelum.
Ahh yes, my new hobby? And the reason why I must blog earlier instead of later because I will be busy all day “doing things”? My husband and I will be golfing today! Ahh yess, feel free to begin fantasizing about our lives on the green and in the country club…
this will be a great day!
Well. I’ve got about three more weeks of this thing and I’ve successfully avoided doing this challenge for what seems like the entire middle section. But never fear, I have been working on cushioning an entirely different “middle section.” Such is the life of a young woman who works harder at not working out than actually giving into the idea of just plain doing it. I will say, however, (and I hope I don’t speak too soon and jinx myself) that I have done an excellent job of mastering the skill of keeping off the couch! I mean, I’m on it now.. but that’s just because I have to be, right? Who wants to blog from their kitchen?? («This sentence reminds me I forgot to buy Oreos today behind my husband’s back. It’s not too late to return to the grocery store though :)
Moving along. A new year marks new beginnings. I have purposely not made resolutions, simply because I do not necessarily think I believe in them. Or rather, I know my own resolutions are never remembered past February. Are anybodys? Can anyone honestly say that just this past November, you were proud you are still going strong with what you promised to change the previous December 31? Hmm. This is neither here nor there because, although I have resolved NOT to resolute, I have made teensy little promises to myself to try harder this year. I promise myself to have more of this, and do less of that; to find a new this, and to pick up these habits, but I can’t say expressly what they are because they are my own little secrets, and you know what they say about secrets.
I read today, in an excellent Book, “Do not despise these small beginnings, for the Lord rejoices to see the work begin.” And although this challenge is neither presently beginning nor ending, it was encouraging to discover that my efforts to become a transformed woman have not fallen on blind eyes nor deaf ears. It was encouraging to realize that my small changes (crossing things off of my to-do’s, resisting laziness, seeking passion) are not necessarily small in the grand scheme of things, but are actually a starting point to the work that my life is to become. But it in no way means that I am sure where this journey is taking me. I’ve just got some great reading material and an open heart and mind, not quite ready to take any bigger steps in life yet besides..making another to-do list. And I’ve made one.
Just thought I’d share that.
This week sure is turning out to be unmentionable.