Work, Eat, Sleep… Repeat!

Is your life on repeat? Sometimes we feel destined to repeat the same day, same week, same month, even the same year over and over again. It’s like you are in a car that is going around and around in the same circle over and over and over again. So how do you take that wheel, straighten it out and get out of that circle? I can seem impossible to do.

I know it may seem hard to believe, but we are not programmed to relive the same things over. I know how easy it is to get into a routine and get comfortable (and I am not talking about just jobs). While jobs can put us into a rut, so can people.

So how do you break the cycle? It’s the question we all want to know. I was there, and I didn’t know what it was like to actually live my life. It took someone else shaking up my life for me to break free. I don’t want you to fall victim to that too. We don’t all have something or someone to pull us out of the mundane, but you can make changes in your life. It may mean getting out of your comfort zone (which can be scary). It may mean distancing people in your life (people whom you may love dearly, but if they are toxic to your life and health, then they are unhealthy).

How do you know what to do? Who is bad? What is boring? You would think it would be clear as day and night, but it isn’t. You don’t see the obvious when you are inside the obvious box. Think of it like this. There is a huge box, on the outside it’s plain and brown and boring, and has “REPEAT” written in actual letters everywhere. However, you are inside the box and you’ve decorated it with your favorite pillows and people and you never see the outside of the box. You are comfortable inside and never realize that you are not truly enjoying what is outside the box waiting for you. Because if break down the box walls you’ll see traveling, meeting new people, and so much more. You don’t see the obvious because you are INSIDE the obvious box.

Maybe you are saying you don’t have the time or money to change your routine. Here’s the funny thing….if it’s important enough to you, you’ll find the time or money. I am not saying you have to change everything all at once. Not many of us are in a situation that allows us to quit/change jobs at the drop of a pin or move homes (or even states). But you can start small. Go to karaoke, zumba, a festival. Once you’ve made a small step it makes the larger steps look smaller.

If you feel like everything is on repeat, then is probably is. Take a moment and evaluate your life and start with a small change. I just want to encourage you to LIVE your life. Don’t let your life control you.

Live Loud my Luvs and cherish your day!
Muah

No Human! Cat rules…

For anyone who is a cat owner, you already know that cats own you. You don’t own the cats. They decide whether you sleep, eat, leave/stay, work-out, anything. Today my precious Screwy kitty (aptly nicknamed “King Tut”) decided I wasn’t allowed to leave.

I always lay my clothes out nice and neat on my bed before I get dressed. I get mostly dressed except for my blouse. My blouse, shirt, sweater I put on right before I am ready to do my lashes and hair. Today when I went to grab my sweater it was already taken over. Hmpfh! What to do?

* Shake the treat can – no Screwy (Fuzzy Mama came running, but Screwy just stared at me)
* Turn on the bathroom facet (the only water he’ll drink, I swear!) – NO SCREWY!
* Throw baby (a cat nipped mouse) in front of him out the bedroom door – NO SCREWY!!!

He just lays there with the death stare. Now mind you, the night before I packed my overnight bag to go to Mom’s. He KNOWS what that bag means. So he decided with all his regal royal-ness that he was going hold my sweater hostage. Now for the most part Screwy is a really good cat, just stubborn, really stubborn.

I finally had to walk away go to the kitchen and get my water ready, finished packing my bags up, any activity that I could do that wasn’t in the bedroom. And you know what? It worked. Screwy cannot stand to be anywhere I am not. He has to be by me at ALL times. So his loyalty (or curiosity) got the better of him and he left the bedroom, and I got my sweater. (Good think, because I was getting cold!)

Live Loud my Luvs! (and obey the great King Tut Cat!!!!!)
Muah

What’s for lunch?

So let’s talk about my lunch!  Or lack thereof.   I brought lunch (not the healthiest of lunches, but it was something to tide me over until I have a healthy dinner).  I packed Velveeta Shells and Cheese (a quick and easy lunch), 2 hard boiled eggs, string cheese, fig newtons and applesauce.   Well I am a bit brain dead today …. ok a LOT brain dead today.  No sleep has caught up with me.   And you see…. I forgot to put the water in my cup and burnt my macaroni.  OK, no judging allowed!   We all do stupid stuff when we are sleep deprived.   I’ll catch enough flak from my family over this – UGH.  LOL.

All in all, at least I can laugh at it.  I am a good cook and make some pretty tasty things (Monkey is partial to my Pistachio Encrusted Salmon, with couscous – Thanks Erin for this amazing recipe). But when I am tired, all bets are off.

Maybe since I am so tired today, we’ll just order in pizza, it’ll be a LOT safer.  LOL

Live Loud my Luvs! (and don’t forget your water!)
Muah

What have I gotten into?

What have I gotten into?

That’s a really good question. Life in general takes you on different paths, but overall you control what path you go down.

For many years I let someone else determine my path, never seeing clearly enough to write my own future. In the past seven years that has changed, particularly in the past two years. Life is short and I don’t want to live paycheck to paycheck and miss out on all the fun that can be had. So it was time for a change.

My changes are not mind blowing, the biggest and best change happened about 7 years, and I didn’t have control of it. My ex left me. Someone who spent his every waking moment controlling, manipulating and abusing me, finally was out of my life. This was a God send (though at that given moment I did not know it). It was now my turn to write the chapters of my book. So I did!

The next big event in my life was joining Younique (now I am not going to do a lot of direct sales talk, but I want you to see how it affected me). Younique ended up being more than make-up (yes, I am sure you have heard that phrase a lot, I use it a lot). It truly changed my life. My confidence came back to me, I was surrounded by amazing, gorgeous women who continually praised me. It was mind-blowing and it changed my life. Since then, I have joined two more direct sales (Gourmet Cupboard and Plexus). While these two are both newer, they have promises of being a great adventure.

You see, sometimes you just have to get out and take life by the hand and skip down the path you feel is right. You can’t listen to the nay-sayers and doubters. It’s your life, not theirs, and sometimes life without a small gamble can end up being quite the bore. You don’t have to get into direct sales, or any business venture, just get out and live and enjoy life. You only get this life one time.

Instead of finding excuses not to, find reasons to do!

Live Loud my Luvs!
Muah 💋

Little unexpected gifts!

“LOVE is and will ALWAYS be the greatest GIFT”
― M.G. Wells

Sometimes we receive little gifts when we least expect it.

Yesterday was a very rough day for me, and my poor little boy knew this.   I used to hide my woes and turmoil from him, but he’s too smart (and I tend to wear my heart on my sleeve).   He would always ask what’s wrong and I would always say it wasn’t for him to worry about.  But…. through the wisdom of my mother and soul-searching and persistence (on his behalf) I have started sharing these things with him.   So yesterday when he asked what was wrong, I told him.

Needless to say he knew I was a touch down yesterday and very stressed.   Though I prayed on it and gave it to God and I felt much better this it, there was still a little stress there this morning.  So when we were getting ready I had to spend more time than I would liked to get him up and motivated, so I asked him to pack up my lunch (everything was together in the fridge, he just needed to through it in my lunch box).   Imagine my surprise when I found this:

He always surprises me with such cute little gifts.   My heart belongs 100% to this little boy.  He always makes me smile, even if my soul feels over burdened with stress.   He makes every day worth living.

We all need that one thing, person, place, etc… to live for.   I have several but by far my son is my biggest reason.

SMILE
Muah 💋

This is CHUCK

Chuck is a royal PITA(rse). And not just anyone’s PITA, but MINE!

He is the typical elf on a shelf. You move him every night and your child wakes up mystified.  (And yes my son still does believe in Santa and Elf on the Shelf.)

So this little, cute, doll-like elf should not be such a grief in my life. BUT UGH!!!!

I am usually falling asleep about the same time as my son, so that means I have to move him in the morning when I wake up (before Monkey wakes up). Needless to say, I don’t always remember. Let me repeat that…. I FORGET! Nothing is worse than my son waking up and finding chuck in the same spot and saying “Mom!!!!!! Chuck didn’t move last night!”

DOH!!!!

Things like…
-You IDIOT
-Bad Mama
-Stupid
-(plus many colorful words aimed at the elf – and mind you I don’t curse but once in a blue moon)

…all come to mind. Then I have to think quick on my feet with excuses (did I mention I am anything but a morning person and the brain doesn’t function until I’ve been awake for a couple hours with coffee).

-I’m sorry sweetie, maybe Chuck fell asleep
-Oh no, maybe Chuck is stuck, I’ll check on him to make sure his legs aren’t caught
–(or if he was bad the day before) Maybe Chuck is giving you a second chance before he reports to Santa how you behaved yesterday
-Perhaps Chuck really likes that particular spot.

DO you have any clue how hard that is to do when you aren’t awake!

So my mom sent me this picture as a funny. It’s a great idea, but there are two problems.
ONE – I am out cold by 10pm and
TWO – Monkey has full access to my phone
So it wouldn’t work for me.

Oh and you know all those really cute things you see people post about their Elf on Shelf for their kids???? Well…. you have to be able to get up early or stay up late to do those (poor Chuck will just have to be boring). Heck I can’t even manage to pull off this (and I sell Younique and should be able to do this easily)!

So tonight as you go to bed, take a moment and think of ME (not my son or that damned Elf, but me). Tomorrow morning when I wake up that blasted Elf is going to be taunting me, laughing at me, and rolling his eyes because I am not awake enough to find a decent place for him to sit. SMH – LOL
BTW this Blog as some cute ideas (wish I could remember to do one – LOL)
Elf on a Shelf ideas

A little Redemption & a Smile!

 

OK you all know that I firm on this blog being about positive and amazing upbeat vibes.  This past weekend was my son’s birthday and while he got several really awesome gifts, there was something in his presents that ended up being a little surprise for me.

You won’t hear me speak of my ex-husband very often, that is part of my past.  And while he still a negative influence in my life; I do all I can to distance myself from him.   So this will be one of the few times I divulge any info about him.   I decided long ago to let karma play whatever part she wished in his life and lead my life as my Mum raised me (with love, joy, faith and positiveness).  However, as much as I hate to admit it, I do take certain pleasures in a few things when it’s in regards to him.

So my Mum got my son The Yellow Submarine Lego Set.   It has all the Beatles figures in it and it has this critter:

We couldn’t figure out this character for anything.   After reading the instructions we learned his name is Jeremy Hillary Boob.  So what does this have to do with my ex?  Did I mention my ex’s name is Jeremy?   After years of misery this little character brought much laughter to my weekend.   This character apparently is part of a cartoon that was made about The Beatles.   Here’s is the cartoon rendering:

Needless to say, while it was wrong on so many levels, still offered a certain kind of redemption for me.

For those of you going through nasty divorces or break-ups (or had been in one), I hope you find Your “Jeremy Hillary Boob” to make you smile.   Always remember from even the worst things in your life there is something to smile about.   While this little character made my weekend, the true joy that came from that bad marriage was a little boy who owns my heart!

I hope this made you smile!
MUAH!!!

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