finally...

For once....someone finally listened.

A few days ago I posted a blog about a horribly negative experience that I had with a physician.....and I took it off. Not sure why...but I did.

I did indeed have the most unpleasant experience with an individual who is supposed to be someone that is there to help me. Not judge me.

An experience with someone who does have a great deal more of an education than me...but, is not better than me.

Someone who is supposed to help heal, not hurt.

But, that is OK....I have moved on....and it must have happened for a reason.

Because it pushed me out of an unhelpful place into an office where I was listened to...

Today, I met with a doctor that treated me with kindness, compassion, honesty, and fairness.

Isn't that the way we should treat everyone? Even if they aren't as "smart" as we are?

I read somewhere recently that we should treat everyone we encounter with "kindness" because you never know what battles they are fighting.

So this whole experience has reminded me to try and be kind to people....no matter what kind of day I have had....to give people a chance.

This does not seem like a typical Short Story entry to me. But, the two night an day experiences I had with 2 different medical professionals really opened my eyes.

Just take a moment...to be kind.

It is really the only way anyone wants to be treated.

And I am glad I got treated that way today....from someone WAY smarter than me...and someone who made it clear they were there to help me.

:Smiling:

Thanks, Doc.

Meatball city

I don't even like spaghetti really. Just doesn't do it for me. But, tomorrow is Father's Day....my Dad loves spaghetti....my husband loves it...and so does my father in law....so why not?

Today I spent almost 3 hours making meatballs and sauce from scratch. (I used canned tomatoes) ;)

Shorty's grandma is 100% Sicilian. She shared her recipe with me for "Sicilian Meatballs and sauce."

Yes, I said I didn't really care for spaghetti...but hers is out of this world....

I know mine won't be as good as hers....but....with all that time I spent....it better be kinda good.
Think I am a clean cook? I usually clean as I go....but not so much today. What a slob!
Here it is....the final product to simmer for 3 hours. I tasted it....and it IS good.

Hope everyone has a Happy Father's Day!

Ciao!

Cheater cheater....

Cheater cheater pumpkin eater....

Anyone remember that rhyme?

Well...that is me. I am a cheater.

I have already fallen off my new diet goal.

Haven't eaten goldfish....but, I have eaten way worse.

Think it is going to require a little more planning....a little more research....and a little more shopping and preparation.

Today...I have eaten chips, a granola bar, a little pizza, and a cupcake. Way to go!

There is a book....dedicated to eating a diet without processed food...

So until it arrives...I will be a pumpkin eater.

I'm ready to end my post with

"Winner winner chicken dinner!"

;)

say what?

Most 3 year olds love nursery rhymes. I am not saying mine doesn't....because she can recite several of them....

But today...I wondered..."is this normal?"

Today was her first swim lesson of the summer.

She loves her instructor...as they were beginning the lesson Miss Lauren asked my kid what she wanted to sing...

Row Row Your Boat? Mary Had a Little Lamb? Humpty Dumpty?

Nope....my kid wanted none of the above. She asked Miss Lauren if she could please sing Coldplay.

I will be waiting by the mailbox to open my "mother of the year certificate"

Thank you....

Goldfish and zits

I wish my skin was as clear as this goldfish's....

Since I can remember...I have always kinda struggled with my skin....not terrible skin....but just not clear skin.

It is either covered in breakouts, or it is red, or splotchy...

Yes, there are worse things to worry about...but, when your skin feels uncomfortable...so do you.

I have made countless trips to the dermatologist...leaving with topical creams that burn my face and cause it to peel like an onion. Pockets full of antibiotics that kill the good bacteria in my body and then cause other problems...and my favorite was a potassium blocking medicine used for heart conditions. (They recently discovered it helps clear acne) This worked wonders. Cleared my skin up right away...but it messed with my hormones...and that is as far as I will go with that story.

So, I am sure you are sick of hearing me complain about my skin.

But, I think I have found another angle...another way to "fix" it.

The more and more I read on the Internet...I wonder if it is the old saying that "you are what you eat."

I regularly stuff my face with over processed junk. Granola bars filled with sugar, cereal, goldfish, crackers, cookies.....

This 30 something mom is tired of having skin that looks like a 14 year old going through puberty.

So, I am vowing to stay away from it. Not to loose weight...just to see if it helps.

Fresh food, natural food, easy food.

No, I am not turning into a food weirdo...I just want clear skin...and I will try whatever it takes.

Ok, that was painful to read for the 2 people who made it to the end.

I hope to have positive news to report on my exciting new way of eating.

Clearly...I will slip up...I ain't perfect...

But I will do my best.

I already miss crackers.

**Sigh**

hot mama

Nope. I didn't take this picture. But, I wish I did.

This is a picture I found on the good ole' Internet of a fire show that we watched while we were in Mexico.

There is a well known little place right on the beach called the Blue Parrot that was within walking distance from our hotel.

I had seen the show 2 times before and had to show our other travel buds what it was....because it is crazy.

You sit at a little plastic table...in the sand...looking over the water...and the smell of gasoline is in the air. Then...these girls dressed in leather outfits come out twirling fire rings, batons, hoops, and loops through the air. You can't even believe how their hair does not catch on fire.

The girls are in better shape than anyone I have ever seen....think Shorty thought the same thing too. He kept talking about the fire dancers.

As with a 100 other "jokes" from our trip...we kept asking Shorty if he needed to go back and see his girl friends play with fire.

If you are ever in Playa del Carmen....go to the Blue Parrot and watch it.

It is totally nuts.

where I been

This is what I have been looking at for the last 4 days.

Yes....tough indeed.

My posts are coming back...for all 3 of you....I will be bloggerizing more.....funny stories from south of the border.

And for all of you who were wondering....Mexico felt safer than Houston. Really.

Back on track...and back to reality.

Kissing my kid and welcoming back normalcy.

Vacations make me smile :)

where is the barf bag?

This girl rarely gets grossed out about bugs. With the exception of roaches.

Well, I have found another one...another one that grosses me out.

This is in my garage...and it won't leave.

I swept it out of the garage and it is back.

WHAT IS IT?!?!?!

where have you been?

I am a no good bloggin' fool these days.

Stay tuned for more adventures.