tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-39071036650317170362024-02-20T11:41:55.747-08:00better morningsbetter morningshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14553779602326784980noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3907103665031717036.post-72658805215240664162013-01-28T13:50:00.000-08:002013-01-28T13:50:30.589-08:00The new year has come and gone and my list of excuses has grown. Yesterday I went to get some workout videos from friends and accidently started watching cake boss! Which lead to wanting cake... and getting cake! I promised myself I would get up at 8 and do Brazilian butt lift :) That didn't work... the boyfriend and puppy looked so cute sleeping in bed and I climbed back in. I work up at 10 so mad at myself but realized it's not worth it. So after breakfast I did the workout and felt much better! I think I'm getting on the right track!better morningshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14553779602326784980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3907103665031717036.post-38035218640201039692012-12-26T21:14:00.001-08:002012-12-26T21:14:43.838-08:00Another year goes by... Have yet to accomplish the goals I have set for better mornings. Why I ask myself and the excuses flow like a Hawaiian volcano. Why? Why do I let the power lay in these excuses? I know that I am the sole creator of my reality. I can say no tot he fries and yes to the apples. I can set an alarm and wake up in the morning. Once again I shall strive for feeling good in the mornings. To scratch that hangover feeling when the alarm goes off, even when not a drop of alcohol has touched my lips... why does my head pound? I know that I must take control. I need a plan and to just stick with it. I avoid planning at all costs. Perhaps I have to sit down and make a make a plan and stick with it.<br />
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Here goes my goals for 2013:<br />
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Keep up with knowing myself<br />
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Proposed and defend my comps Spring 2012<br />
Propose and complete my minor Spring 2013<br />
Propose Dissertation Summer 2013<br />
Collect data Fall 2013<br />
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Make business cards for stress management consultation <br />
Make website for stress management consultation<br />
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Eat more veggies<br />
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Love myself<br />
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Make choices that I will be happy with in the morning<br />
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follow my schedule and to do list<br />
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Be the best girlfreind I can be<br />
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Whoooo that is it for now :)<br />
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<br />better morningshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14553779602326784980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3907103665031717036.post-49459533541882231922012-06-04T23:44:00.003-07:002012-06-04T23:44:45.339-07:00Did you ever get the feeling that theres something more? I'm not sure if it's just the wine talking but I need to get it out. I'm so sick of this. I know there's better. I know I can see better. How do you see better? I know it's so common for people just to open their eyes and see clearly. but what about me?. why is everything a blur? I've never felt sorry for my self and I've had a great life, but I know there's better. I know I can see and there's just a curtain preventing me. I feel like running away to india and just going on a yoga retreat and just being. Let go of whatever it is. Find out what it is and let it go. I'm feeling the need to go vegan and just feeling happy. Feeling clean... at peace....better morningshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14553779602326784980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3907103665031717036.post-48846820824537673742012-02-13T13:32:00.000-08:002012-02-13T13:32:37.592-08:00Goals and smiley facesSo the semester got started and boy it has been crazy!!!! I keep slipping up! I looked in my closet and found a pair of pants I used to consider to be my fattest of the fat pants. You know the pants I'm talking about. The ones that when you're bloated and you can literally feel a gallon of water surrounding your midsection, splashing with every step you take, those pants still fit. Yeah those pants, they fit my thighs! After 5 minutes of jumping around and doing the jean dance I got them up, my boyfriend almost cried laughing, but I got them up, buttoned is another story. Anywho, my 7 year anniversary is in 6 weeks. It's my goal to wear my previous fat pants as my skinny pants as a mark of progress on our date that night! Try these pants on every day and you think twice about eating one more piece of chocolate!<br />
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Also, I made a calendar (just printed from google calendar) for the month, On the days I work out I get a smiley face and no work out days are blank. It's a suprizingly good motivation to work out. As I have always been an over achiever, I will do what ever it takes for the smiley face!better morningshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14553779602326784980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3907103665031717036.post-85172916760463336952012-01-27T14:47:00.000-08:002012-01-27T14:47:17.855-08:00The next morningIt's so easy to get caught up in the bewitching time. Morning came around and I couldn't help but wonder how I feel so amazing and in love with life as I drift off to sleep and awake cursing the day. Why do I feel the polar opposite of when I put my head on the pillow? The question is answered (well to my question of if I still want to do this). Yes! This is getting crazy! Health and better mornings... I'm coming for you!better morningshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14553779602326784980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3907103665031717036.post-45640607256393637842012-01-24T19:39:00.000-08:002012-01-24T19:39:58.307-08:00The magic of two amSo it's 2am. I'm energetic! Happy! Thinking clearly! Feeling healthy! But, what's wrong with the picture? Aren't I supposed to be becoming more on societies standards? My goals were to be more productive during the day and to wake up feeling like I do at 2am! But why? Isn't part of loving yourself accepting who you are? I feel fantastic at this hour. I am at peace. The world (minus some ambulances) is silent, my head is so clear. No distractions are near. It's just a smiling me. What's wrong with who I am? Are these goals realistic and something I want for myself?better morningshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14553779602326784980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3907103665031717036.post-77051077889692057952012-01-21T23:42:00.000-08:002012-01-21T23:42:19.572-08:00stopping the self hate, learning how to be my own friendSo after the accidental binge eating fest I tried to go to bed. I just kept ruminating on how much I hated myself. Why didn't I stop? No. It's just a two letter word, I tell beggers "No" all of the time! Why can't I say it to food? Why am I so weak? The self-hating, well self-loathing went on for quite some time. I felt just awful. I HATED myself. Critiques and insults just floated so naturally. The my friends image floated into my mind. I would NEVER say these things to her. I love her and would just tell her tomorrow is a new day. Don't worry. It's just one day. I felt better, then I realized I'm in the worlds largest medical center. My apartment complex literally backs up to the best cancer hospital in the world! I'm beating myself up over eating while these people 2 minutes away are just praying for another day. I felt instantaneously foolish. How petty was I? How could I say these things to myself? Shouldn't I talk to myself the way I would talk to my friends, students, or even complete strangers! I think I really need to learn how to love myself!better morningshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14553779602326784980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3907103665031717036.post-4214496492304367792012-01-20T09:35:00.000-08:002012-01-20T09:35:29.119-08:00How did I get to happy hour? I was looking for Yoga!so it turns out I'm really good at partying and celebrating. Drinking and eating out come easy to me. The lessening or their presence in my life... that's the struggle. Se we went to happy hour. I had a game plan... 1 drink + 1 appetizer, hang out with friends, re-cooperate from a crazy class at the gym. Fail! 2 drinks + my appetizer + my boyfriends... not so bad right? Until my best friend decides she needs Mexican food. She NEEDs is. I said I'd go with her for moral support. what a lie! The funniest party was that was my true intention, to just go and hang out with her! So we went to my favorite Mexican place which started with just chips and salsa... the salsa is spicy so I need pepsi! Before I knew it a huge spread of fajitas were spread across the table! I went to bed loathing myself.<br />
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This morning I woke up, did some stuff for class, was still sore from my workout a few days ago. I felt guilty from last night so I just munched on a handful of special K. Not good before a 2 hour meeting especially when accompanied by a huge thing of coffee. I was famished I could literally feel the caffeine digesting my cereal. I was going crazy 15 minutes into the meeting. My stomach turning and churning. To top it off I'm pmsing. What was said at the meeting was masked by visions of chicken fingers, fries, and you guessed it! Pepsi! <br />
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My boyfriend picked me up after my meeting and we headed straight to chic-a-filet Yum! We got home to find a package slip in the mail and headed to the apartments main office to pick it up. Ughhhh a late Christmas present from Hawaii. 4 boxes of Hawaiian Chocolate! I think I ate a whole box. Damn you period and chocolate covered mac nuts!<br />
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So now I sit here... feeling myself expand.. expand... when will it stop? I feel like the blueberry girl from willy wonka! Gross! To top it off. I'm making a powerpoint for my class talking about the health benefits of yoga. <br />
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I got to thinking I LOVE yoga. I feel so great after doing it, not like a German sausage! So why am i stuffing my face instead of doing something I know will make me feel great. More self hate! <br />
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Where's the Love? I think I'm craving yoga. Is that possible?better morningshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14553779602326784980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3907103665031717036.post-32671496305898941952012-01-18T21:23:00.000-08:002012-01-18T21:23:50.361-08:00better mornings: Relearning<a href="http://bettermornings.blogspot.com/2012/01/relearning.html?spref=bl">better mornings: Relearning</a>: My entire life I've heard my mom say things like isn't it great to sleep in? Isn't it nice to just lay in bed and enjoy? Yes... it was gre...better morningshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14553779602326784980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3907103665031717036.post-62762019301062272902012-01-16T16:33:00.001-08:002012-01-18T20:44:34.113-08:00RelearningMy entire life I've heard my mom say things like isn't it great to sleep in? Isn't it nice to just lay in bed and enjoy? Yes... it was great for her, but she was working many many hours a day and didn't get to have a full night sleep ofter. If I don't need to be up to go somewhere I tend to sleep till 11. Even if I wake up at 7am feeling refreshed. I see the clock... It's 7 am ...I should enjoy my bed a bit longer and head back to sleep so effortlessly. I wake a few hours feeling like crap. Over sleeping is just as bad as under sleeping. You get tired and lazy and crave sleep, even though you had plenty. I'm setting a short term goal for this week to wake up at 8:15 and at least get out of bed, have a glass of water, and brush my teeth. If I'm still feeling exhausted I can go back to sleep. But I need to work on this! Oh yes, my new mantra will be... Isn't it a great morning! Isn't it nice to enjoy the day? better morningshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14553779602326784980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3907103665031717036.post-29678362823509687322012-01-16T16:30:00.000-08:002012-01-16T16:30:29.270-08:00ModerationModeration is a work I need in my vocabulary... I am now aware of this. I decide to turn my life around and go vegan... If feels amazing! I feel great eating solely veggies. My body starts changed. It works great for a few days and then I binge on cookies. I don't have a beer for a week or 2 and then I have one drink... than 2.. than wake up to the worst hang over ever. Why do I see the world as so black and white? Either I'm a vegan today or a fat slob binging on wings and beer? Now that I'm aware of this how do I work on moderation? better morningshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14553779602326784980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3907103665031717036.post-61165510369859153472012-01-12T20:38:00.000-08:002012-01-12T20:38:08.685-08:00Week 1 complete!!!Whooo! I made it though one entire week! In retrospect it wasn't really bad. I've felt great working out have actually found a way to make spinach yummy! drenched in lime juice! So can I get a drum roll please.... I lost 5 pounds!!!! In one week! Pretty sure it's due to my body being in shock! I think most of the weight is from water retention loss, but still seeing the scale move so much, well like 2 kg's. Is major! I am ready to tackle the next week! Once again, waste line you are going down!better morningshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14553779602326784980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3907103665031717036.post-52704481458854856632012-01-10T16:53:00.000-08:002012-01-10T16:53:01.171-08:00why do mornings still suck?I eyes creeped open this morning. My head was already pounding. Ughhh it's morning! not again:( It feels like I drank a fifth of cheap vodka last night. Why does my mouth feel like sandpaper? Quick scan of last night, are chicken and peppers for dinner, went to the gym for yoga and sauna, drank 2 bottles of water, took a shower, went to bed. No remembrance of drinking. So why do I feel so hung over? I feel like all I do is drink water! Maybe my kidneys are still getting used to the new water flow? I'm not sure, whatever it is, my mornings still suck! Hopefully tomorrow will be better!better morningshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14553779602326784980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3907103665031717036.post-21654396249231279782012-01-09T11:17:00.000-08:002012-01-09T11:17:20.577-08:00Where do the healthy ones hangout?To avoid falling into old traps I wanted to try something different. After some pondering of what is a healthy activities that I like to do. I thought of swimming or surfing from my days in Hawaii or snowboarding from my trips to Colorado. These are just not logical for Houston. After some more contemplation it dawned on me that all I really do in Houston is sit in front of the computer reading, and enjoy the amazing food scene here. This is a recipe for disaster! What could I throw in the mix to spice up life for this new me? Hrmm? I always like buying random things at a farmers market on my travels/ trying the new foods. Maybe I should find one in Houston. So I talked my boyfriend into going! I had such high hopes, fresh made multi grain bread, all kinds of hippie home made foods, fruits and veggies galore! But this was not the case :( I think every stand had lettuce and tomatoes. Really? That's hardly worth getting out of bed for. Don't get me wrong, I love tomatoes, but my fridge is full of them. The food stands were all Mexican, which is delicious, but I think Mexican food played a major role in getting me into this mess! I tried to escape the smell of the enchiladas or tamales, whatever they were. My escape route had one major flaw... it drove me right into the arms of an organic chocolate venue. With one glance Mr. Chocolate knew he had me. He offered me a sliver of dark chocolate flavored with coffee. Are you kidding me dark chocolate and coffee? It's like me made it especially for me! My brain was screaming NOOOO but of course I accepted the offer with a smile. Hands down, it was the best chocolate I've every had, and I'm a chocolate snob! It beat Godiva, any chocolate I had in Switzerland or Germany. We bought 3 boxes. ughhh so in my tries for other healthy activities I ended up with 3 boxes of chocolate. New ideas are needed!better morningshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14553779602326784980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3907103665031717036.post-53126886077702610762012-01-07T11:58:00.000-08:002012-01-07T11:58:11.264-08:00Unforeseen HurdlesSo I thought my social support system would be just that... support! Once again, wrong!<br />
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My best friend is going through some issues, totaled car, redrafting her thesis, and we didn't see each other for like 5 days so we needed to catch up! So I went car shopping and it just wasn't enough time to catch up so I suggested going to the gym and hitting the treadmill, but she really needed a beer. I tried so hard to ignore the beckoning call of my foamy golden love, but my efforts were in vein, before I knew it a magical liter was at home in my hand. Day 1... epic fail!<br />
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Day 2 was going great, thinking people were on my side... that is at least until I went to bed. My boyfriend insisted on playing with his i pad filling the room with an eerie blue glow and random taps similar to Chinese water torture. I convinced him to put it down, just when I thought we could finally sleep he decides he isn't tired and steals my pillow. After about an hour of pure torture I finally fell asleep, but awoke more stressed out then when I fell asleep. I'm chalking that up to my pre-slumber annoyance.<br />
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Day 3 once again awoke annoyed, but my to do list was pretty long so I got out of bed and started to tackle it, the day was going pretty healthy until the phone rang... It was an invite to and Indian food buffet... my arch nemesis! oh the deliciousness of curry, words I can't spell, and naan! All the spicy goodness I so love washed down with a gallon of Pepsi! I wasn't even hungry, but the mere thought and my stomach was over-joyed to make room. I realized what was happening and dishearteningly rejected the invitation. Once the phone was hung up I realized what I did! Whooooo! I had will power, even for a brief moment. I had an apple for a snack and was happy! My boyfriend had to run an errand so I went with him. Just when I thought I could handle being with people he pulled into a bakery he's been wanting to try. Omg it smelt heavenly! A wonderful sweet aroma greeted us in the parking lot and hurried us inside. I resisted the cupcakes and the cookies even though they were singing siren songs. I was staying out of it, like the cowardly lion watching a fight until my sweetest cord was struck. Death by Chocolate. Chocolate layered upon chocolate layered upon chocolate... this was heaven and my boyfriend showed his red devil horns and layed the temptation on as thick as the cupcake was frosted. I caved. Once again my so called support system was my downfall... I need to devise a better plan to survive these my adipose and poor sleep habbit supporters!better morningshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14553779602326784980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3907103665031717036.post-91333460434664820582012-01-06T11:08:00.000-08:002012-01-06T11:08:51.437-08:00realtiy part 2Ouch! Zumba looks like a Latin party on TV! Thought it would be a great class full of fun, the hour would just fly by! Wrong! Some how I managed to not do a single move right and the instructor kept coming over to me in his skin tight pants, (material unknown but it sure hugged every curve!) and showing me how to move my hips! So embarrassing! I guess all those years on cheerleading ingrained tight movement and loose moves just feel so wrong. Flashbacks to drill Sargent coaches ... loose moves drop down and give me 20! So despite the instructors best efforts I looked like a fool for an hour (after the first 10 minutes I stopped caring about the hip swings and just had fun with it though!) and managed to hurt myself! I did everything I could I warmed up for 15 minutes, stretched, cooled down by walking home, and relaxed in an Epson salt bath. List of battle scars ~ elbow! no idea how I did that~ calf~ and thighs. Anyway I think my legs got replaced by tight rubber bands and are threatening to snap with every step I take. Damn you lactic acid! better morningshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14553779602326784980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3907103665031717036.post-91157434478570016082012-01-05T12:48:00.000-08:002012-01-05T12:48:11.025-08:00Reality :(So I had an amazing break filled with family, friend, food, and booze! Complete gluttony! You name it I ate it and enjoyed every bite of pizza, cheesesteak, cake, cookies, and washed it all down with a healthy helping of Pepsi and beer! Yum!<br />
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But, now I'm back and dealing with the not so tasty consequences! I stepped on the scale this morning and it was the highest ever! (I'm not quite sure how I got a scale in Kilograms living in Texas, but I managed.) I was a shocking 78.7kg or 173.5lbs! Eeeeek! So my reasonable goal is to loose 1kg (2.2lbs) a week!<br />
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I thought I started off well this morning, went the healthy route of turkey bacon, eggs, and oj! I went to <a href="http://www.mypyramidtracker.gov/">http://www.mypyramidtracker.gov</a> which is a website to track your calories and overall nutritional intake and somehow I reach 700 calories by 1. Actually now that I am typing it out it's really not that bad considering that I want to get to 1600 calories a day and work the other 500 calories off daily!<br />
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Another thing I learned over this break is how important a good bed/pillow is! A crappy pillow just throws me off of alignment and makes me soar all day! So first stop was to buy new pillows to insure a great night sleep! I tried all the pillows at target, my boyfriend thought security was going to kick out us, but I got 2 phenomenal cloud like ones that carried me off to dreamland with ease. <br />
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I have to admit this was a pretty decent morning, for the first time in a while I awoke without any neck/back pains! whoo!<br />
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Now off to the gym for zumba!better morningshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14553779602326784980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3907103665031717036.post-12696214905702790722011-12-19T00:32:00.000-08:002011-12-19T00:32:47.309-08:00My New Years Resolution - Better MorningsHello all, for those who do not know me I am the definition of "not a morning person"! I'm cranky. most likely have a head ache, am terribly confused, and pretty much mean. I once went to an 8:30 am graduate class, sat down and realized I had only brought a yoohoo to class, no pen, no paper, no brain? Every morning I wake up feeling gross like a north jersey toxic waste dump, I can feel the glowing green goo swirling around my so-called abs and love handles. I don't think this is normal or how life is suppose to be. Luckily, I am getting my Ph.D in health psychology and spend 12 hours a day (sitting like a motionless zombie in front of the computer screen) reading studies on how to better live a healthy, happy life (and then teach a class with this information. Talk about having the knowledge and not implementing it!) After I have read my full on how psychologically benefiting the outdoors and sunlight is or the health benefits of exercise I pry myself from the magnetizing computer screen to enjoy my inner thighs boxing match on the journey to the fridge and over-indulge in whatever processed junk is laying around. From sitting stationary all day somehow the mere thought of working out nearly breaks a sweat. Once again, I sit dazed by a glowing machine (tv) this time "relaxing" watching mindless tv and head to bed whenever the infomercials are no longer amusing. Apparently, they ended unexpectedly early tonight thus, allowing this idea that has always been lurking somewhere in the green sludge of my adipose tissue to surface. I think I shall live in gluttony for the next 2 week, my favorite foods at home and no reading :)<br />
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In order to keep to my new years resolution ~ better mornings~ I am going public with this! Better morning is just not about transform myself into a dare I say... morning person... but about leading a heather, better feeling life! <br />
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After careful consideration I think I have narrowed down my causes to awful mornings! To achieve better mornings my goals are broken down into different groups<br />
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<b>Sleep habits</b><br />
<ul><li>go to bed at a consistent (normal?) time</li>
</ul><ul><li>wake up in the morning! shocker... one must see the morning to have better mornings!</li>
</ul><b>Workout</b>!<ul><li> If I workout in the morning, I should feel better and more energized all day, as I know from previous experience</li>
<li>Not only will I feel better, I'll look better, and when you look better you also feel better, I'm seeing an upward spiral here! </li>
</ul><b>Eating Habits</b> ~ might be the hardest of all<br />
<ul><li>Eat good foods- this is not a diet, non restrictive in anyway, I am just going to make better choices</li>
<li>Chocolate ... I not come to terms that this is not the base of the food pyramid </li>
</ul><b>Drinking</b>!<br />
<ul><li>I love coffee, one can not survive on coffee alone, (somewhat graphic warning) especially since every time I pee the toilet looks reminiscent of a Hawaiian sunset. Hello idiot your kidneys are screaming for hydration, but you still drink coffee?</li>
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<b>Drama and Verbal Diarrhea</b><br />
<ul><li>I am dramatic, I admit this. my mom has told me from a young age that I belong on Broadway, (if only I could sing or dance)! When I get upset a situation or person I can easily make a flurries into a blizzard. Although at the time it really does feel like I am trudging uphill, in -30 degree head winds, while jack frost tries his best to make frosty jealous of my frozen physique, in hindsight bias it really was just a flurry. I want to make a honest attempt to take a deep breath and not deal with an issue when I am emotionally charged. </li>
<li>Verbal Diarrhea~ If you have seen mean girls you know what I'm talking about... when your saying things and your mouth just keeps moving, even though your brain is shouting STOP TALKING, but your moth won't listen it just blabbers away... Yes, I'd like to work on the communication stream of my mouth and brain!</li>
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So I think that about sums it up... see the light of day... decrease the toxic sludge that resides in my body.. no sunsets in the toilet, and say things after I have thought them through! I have officially gone public! Come back and track my progress (from start date) in two weeks! Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! Cheers to Better Mornings!better morningshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14553779602326784980noreply@blogger.com0