30 Days of Truth: Day 7

Day 07 → Someone who has made your life worth living for. (omg, who put this list together? the grammar is going to kill me.)

Life is worth living, period. That said, I'll try to answer the prompt in the spirit in which it was intended.

I am so lucky and blessed beyond belief. My family of origin, (parents, brother,) are a pretty great bunch of people. They're definitely worth being around for. My s-i-l and nieces are pretty rad, too.

The family that I have created with my husband is what keeps me going from day to day right now. My relationship with Headless Dad is beyond great. We have three awesome kids that I enjoy immensely and want to be around for as they continue to grow up. They are all worth it.

I have a great extended family on my husband's side too. My B-I-L and 2 S-I-L's and 2 nieces are lovely people, too. They're all fun to have around.

I have built a pretty cool group of friends, online and in our area. I have a loyal group of longtime friends scattered through Colorado and throughout the US. In all honesty, I could get in a car and drive in just about any direction and be able to see someone that I love. Friendships can be hard to build and even harder to maintain, and I am thankful that I can truthfully say that I have a solid group of even solid-er friendships.

In short, I have dozens of someones that make life worth living, and I am beyond grateful and thankful.

30 Days of Truth: Day 5

Day 05 → Something you hope to do in your life.

One of my life long dreams is to travel in Europe. I've been to London and other parts of Great Britain twice. (Oh, how I love it there!) I have traveled to Singapore and Korea and the Bahamas and Mexico. I've been to a great number of our 50 states.

The Eiffel Tower, the Arc de Triomphe, the Louvre, Notre Dame. There all on my list. Add Venice, Rome, Athens, Tuscany, Barcelona, Monte Carlo, Prague, and a dozen or so other spots and you would have my list.
 

I grew up traveling. Flying for vacations rather than driving, travel was our norm. I can sleep on any plane or in any airport. I can even eat any airplane food. (Hey, it's a meal!) Europe, though, Europe has always eluded me.

So, something I hope to do in my life? Travel by train through Europe and see all that I've ever dreamt of seeing, leisurely, with time to smell the roses and drink the wine.

30 Days of Truth: Day 4

Day 04 → Something you have to forgive someone for.

Forgiveness. I don't think that I carry unforgiveness around. I try to let things go for the most part, although I have carried a few things around through my life. They haven't been the ugly stuff that makes you have a hardened heart, but maybe the more average things that you tend to remember. Remember without fondness.

There is one person though that I should forgive. The problem is that it is not my situation to forgive. I wasn't there when the events in question happened. I harbor these bad feelings without first-hand knowledge, and that isn't fair. It is hard, though, when that person hurt people that I love.

Essentially, it's not mine to forgive, yet I still should forgive.

30 Days of Truth: Day 3

Day 3-Something you have to forgive yourself for.

There's plenty of those but most of all I think I need to forgive myself for an inappropriate relationship back in my single days. I was, um, a little reckless and threw good sense out the window in that one. I plead temporary insanity. I would certainly take it back now if I could. I do, however, think that it shaped me and has helped me to be a better wife and partner now. I would love to forgive it and forget it, and never, ever, ever think about it again. It actually makes me sick to my stomach when I think about it too much.

So, on that note...

30 Days of Truth: Day 2

Day 2: Something you love about yourself

I'm not sure whether this is going to be easier or harder than yesterday. Rather than talk about one thing I'm going to make a list. It's nice to have a number of things in this category, right? (To refer to on the low days!)

• I love my arms, shoulders, upper back and decolletage, as well as my legs. These 2 areas are by far my best physical features.
• I actually love my eyes, too.
• I think that I'm a supportive friend.
• I love that I can keep a secret better than almost anyone I know.
• I love that I am good at keeping our family finances in order.
• I love that I am organized most of the time.
• I love that I can usually find great bargains when shopping for my family and I'm not bothered by things like brand-names and trying to keep up with the Jones'.

OK, that's enough love for today. What do you love about yourself?

30 Days of Truth: Day 1

If you haven't see this around the web then you either don't read many blogs or live under a rock. There are a ton of bloggers doing it and I have no idea where or who started it. The gist is that there are 30 prompts for writing, truthfully, about yourself. Day 1 is "something you hate about yourself." Since I've been in a blogging rut lately (no, really!) I thought that I'd start. Whether I finish is another story all together.

What I hate about myself:

Long ago, as a teen, I realized a few things about my genes. One, my hair would be more gray earlier than my peers thanks to my father that had salt and pepper hair as far back as I can remember. Two, that I would always have issues with my teeth, thanks again to my father. (Love ya, Daddy!) And three, that I would never, ever, EVER have a flat stomach.

I have always wanted a flat, bikini-wearing-worthy tummy, but it is and never has been in the cards, or genes, for me. I hated that even in high school and college at my thinnest and most fit I always had a small pooch under my belly button. After I had two children, (huge children, I might add,) it has only gotten worse.

Granted, I got 2 awesome boys out of that, and 3 kids total out of the deal, but still.

Jillian's fab abs

Jillian Michaels? Now there are some perfect abs. Look- all the way down to the 'waist' line of her shorts. Flat. Or at least small and worthy of being bare. The thing that I hate most though is that while I "know" that my genes are not in my favor, and I have other features that are awesome, I still hate my tummy. I obsess over it. I camoflauge it when I can, and 'spanx' it when I can't. The part I hate most though is that I know I could do more to be 'closer' to that ideal and I'm too lazy to do it. Yes, I exercise. You all know I do. But the extra ab work, and changing up the cardio, and everything that could give me those abs? Nope. Not willing to do it.

And I think that that's what I hate the most is that I know what could fix the problem and won't do it.