The Morning After

Exhale…

Happy Friday! It is the day after and the hype of the Christmas holiday is over.

I’m chillin big time this morning and I am also feeling unusually sluggish. Ugh!  Yesterday I indulged in crap that I don’t normally eat (mac & cheese, apple pie, and cookies) and… I sipped on two drinks (vodka with a splash of mango grapefruit juice).

My body is not used to the sugar, white flour, cheese, and stuff, so I am not feeling my normal energized bunny rabbit self. 😦

Between the diet and all the running around, I decided to rest this morning. I don’t think a gym workout would have been best.

This morning my heart is full of joyous memories from spending the day with my family and friends. The joy and the love I feel on Christmas is priceless and has nothing to do with receiving gifts.

Quality time with my family and friends, laughing, playing games, watching movies, and getting up-to-speed on everyone’s’ life is heart warming. Images of genuine smiles and twinkling eyes are priceless!

My favorite moment was the look on my mom and my aunts faces when they each received a copy of their own photo book. The photo book was 21 pages of unseen photos of the grands, great grands, nieces, and nephews.

The remaining aunts ( 6 of 9) are well over age 70 and are not on any of the social networks.  The younger generations often share photos and events online, but the elders don’t get to see them, so we put them together in a book.  Their ooh’s and ah’s were the highlight of my day. Absolutely priceless!

The past few weeks were hectic but worthwhile, so I thought I’d share some of those moments with you. 🙂

What’s next?  Something I rarely get to do.. a midday nap!

Enjoy the day! 🙂

 


Not Ashamed To Admit This

Happy Friday!

I woke up at 6:30 a.m. yesterday with firm plans to do legs in the morning. Hubby had different plans. He wanted to take me to breakfast.  Dilemma!

This is a perfect example of the silly balancing act that many moms deal with.  My heart spits the decision 50/50.  My brain says, “Girrrrl, take your butt to the gym and get your workout on!”

With 26 years of marriage under my belt, I know good and well the importance of spending quality time with my man. The idea sounds noble and simple, but it takes real effort to make it happen.

We are just busy behind folks!  Mom lives with us, our son plays several sports, we both work, I’m always racing off to the gym, or blogging…  add sleep and meals to the mix and, well… damn!  Lol!

I dressed for the gym, wore flip-flops but tossed my sneaks in the back seat and took hubby up on his offer to breakfast. We dropped B’Dazzle off to camp and drove to Kelsey and Kim’s on Melrose Avenue in AC.

My breakfast was the bomb!! I ordered a four egg (2 whites) vegetable omelet with jalapeño peppers. Salmon cakes were not available, so I surprised the waiter and chef with a request for six jumbo shrimp sautéed with fresh spinach and crushed red peppers. Lol! If you think it sounds mouth-watering, you should have tasted it.

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Outstanding!  By the way, this dish and time spent with hubby yesterday made me incredibly happy! #100HappyDays Day #3

The chef came out to ask me if the meal was hot enough. I think he wanted to see who the chick was eating all this food at 9 O’clock in the morning.

After breakfast, I suggested we walk on the boards. I did not realize though, that Hurricane Sandy destroyed the section of the boardwalk I intended to walk.

We ended up walking along the Caspian Avenue Beach, which was wonderful!  Shame on me for living in the area all of my life and not knowing the Caspian Avenue beach existed. Seriously, I’m embarrassed.

We have a backyard pool, so I usually spend my time there. And the other thing is, when I do a beach day, I want to chill without running into too many students (I work at the high school) or other folks I know in the city.

I might sound snobby, but we’ve lived in the area all of our life. Rarely can we go anywhere, and I mean, anywhere without running into somebody. Ugh!  Look, we’re very social people, but sometimes, I need to blend into the background and be unknown.

Only a week remains before the school year begins, but I hope to spend a least one day out there before the season ends.

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That’s the City of Brigantine that you see across the water.

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To the right of the rocks are the remains of pilings leftover from Hurricane Sandy. Only this section of the boardwalk was destroyed.

caspian3I just had to take a picture of the broken and dangling wooden piling. Tho it’s broken, it still kind of cool looking. The setting is pretty (to me).

After strolling on this beach, we drove further into the city and walked the boardwalk. I didn’t calculate, but we had to walk a good two miles.

Did I make it to the gym?  No. But later in the day, I did do walking lunges to meet our son and his tutor on the campus of a local college.  That counts right?  Lol!

This morning, I’m headed to the gym.

Have a fabulous and happy day! 🙂


The Simple Pleasures in Life

This morning I traded the gym for annual blood work. Yuck!  I would have much preferred the workout.  However, healthy living is more than physical fitness and nutrition.  HL also means yearly doctor visits.

While struggling with the daily balancing act of family life, often put our health on the back-burner… that is until a health issue or crisis arises, then we expect the doctors to put everything on hold for us.  Ladies–for the sake of being caring for our families, we must put our health first.  If we are not around, alive and well, in the future, we can’t possibly care for our loved ones.

Being off in the summer gives me the luxury and the flexibility of getting my well MD visits in without the hassle of juggling work, football, and all the other family stuff.

Like most women, the OBGYN is at the top of the hate list, but statistics show that

More than 20,000 women will be diagnosed with ovarian cancer this year.

-Fox Chase Cancer Center, Temple Health

So, be sure to get your much hated annual visit in. Blood work, an eye exam, a visit to my general practitioner, and the dreaded but much-needed mammogram are all in order for this month.

According to the American Cancer Society,

In 2013, an estimated 232,340 new cases of invasive breast cancer were expected to be diagnosed among US women, as well as an estimated 64,640 additional cases of in situ breast cancer.

That year, approximately 39,620 US women were expected to die from breast cancer. Only lung cancer accounts for more cancer deaths in women.

After getting blood work done, I could have easily returned home, ate and went to the gym, but I felt sluggish and have been running everywhere for a few weeks, so I decided to take my butt home and chill.

B’Dazzle (my son) wanted to cook his own omelet this morning.  Since I was home by 8 o’Clock and knew I wasn’t going out, I could take the time to enjoy the simple pleasure of “supervising” him cook his omelet.

Chef Tailor

 The chef in action! 🙂

He also likes spinach, tomatoes, and mushrooms in his omelet, but wanted a simple one today.

tailors omelet

Isn’t that a beauty?!

He’s an old fashion 11-year-old.  Still believes in magic, in santa, is very affectionate and has the biggest and kindest heart.  OMG!!  I’m a lucky mom!  My mom was complimenting him on his cooked egg and he said,

“I’m not ready to live my own life yet!  I’m enjoying living my life now”

B’Dazzle is a very smart soon-to-be 12-year-old!  I like…no..I LOVE that he’s in no hurry to grow up.  I’m sick and tired of seeing kids trying to act like grown ups.  That mess is not my cup of tea–can’t stand it.  Let kids be kids!

I had an omelet too.  Spinach and egg, but I cheated with some shredded pepper jack cheese.  It was fabulous and had a nice kick to it.

pepper jack

The red chilli peppers are a definite indicator of this cheese’s kick! Hot!

my omelet

Aaah, the finished product!

Is the cheese, clean eating?  Nope!  But come on now…. everybody cheats! Lol!

The rest of my day is going to be simple and include a little poolside serenity.

Happy Saturday and enjoy your weekend!  🙂

ADDITIONAL READS…

Women’s Health

Mayo Clinic

Women’s Health Research Center

Women’s Mental Health

Women’s Mental Health Consortium 

NJ Division on Women


Precious Moments

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While I am annoyed and disappointed that I did not make it to this morning’s CrossFit class, I am forever grateful for precious moments like the one in this picture.

This morning B’Dazzle and I put up Christmas tree number four. One more to go! LOL! Both of us LOVE Christmas. For me, it’s the spirit of giving and helping others in need and spending quality time with family and friends.

Happy Saturday!


Valuable lessons learned from a Nintendo 3DS

“I bit my 3DS [Nintendo] because I was so mad [at] losing. I should not do that because it may give me germs. I could have lost it for good. They [mom and dad] should give it back to me because I’ve done a lot of good things. I found my mom’s [diamond] earring. I’m always good in school. I always get good grades.

I learned my lesson. I could have been grounded. My dad and mom don’t have to give it back to me. Mom tells me to be happy because she says [a lot of] kids don’t have the stuff like our place. They don’t have the money to buy toys, computers, food, bathroom, [a] Kindle, [Sony] DS, movies, TV’s, [a] pool, beds, fireplace, playground, clothes, [a] backyard or rooms, so I should make myself lucky since I have my DS.

I’m happy because I have a dog; I have toys, a sister, a mom and dad, a[n] uncle, a grand mom, a 3DS….”

This is a large part of an essay that my 9-year-old son wrote. He broke his 3DS about two months after he received it as a birthday present. Three months went by before my investigative nature discovered why his Kindle Fire was being used more for games and less for reading.

He’d done wrong. He knew that his actions were wrong.

So he hid his actions from mom and dad.

Although his game was replaced by the manufacturer, we did not give it right back to him. He needed to understand the severity of his actions.

To help my children think about their actions and behaviors, one strategy is to require them to write. They must write essays about the lessons that they learned from making poor choices and better ways to handle similar situations.

Writing an essay is productive. More productive than some of the consequences that I endured as a child. Writing involves being still, being quiet, and constructive thought time. Every child and adult can benefit from the process. To clear my mind, I often write.

After he wrote the essay, I wanted to know more from my son about his potential actions when playing his game in the future. So I asked him, what will he do the next time that he gets frustrated or “mad” because the game is beating him. In a slow and deliberate manner he said,

“I’m going to take a deep breath and let it out slowly. Calm down and try again. That’s what I did to beat Super Mario 3D Land.”

Where does the “deep breath” come from? On and off (more off lately, but we’ll get back on track over the summer) from meditation.

Meditation is good for everyone, including kids. If you recognize that you feel stress– you make a conscious decision to address it constructively. Meditation is a positive way to relieve stress and to refocus. Best of all, you can meditate anywhere.

While his essay may not be written grammatically perfect, neither are some of my writings without consistent and precise editing. Another day he will put on his teacher’s hat and edit his work.

The idea isn’t for him to write a perfect essay. The point is to teach him to think about his actions, choices, and understand that consequences are the result of his choices. Children grow up to become adults. As adults we must also face consequences; some good some not so good. Either way, if we can help our children to understand the connection between the two at a young age, they should grow up to make smarter choices. Making smarter choices doesn’t equate to a perfect life, but it can definitely make life more fulfilling.

I’m fulfilled in what I do… I never thought that a lot of money or fine clothes — the finer things of life — would make you happy. My concept of happiness is to be filled in a spiritual sense.
Coretta Scott King