Category: health

January Bucket List Completions

Kale Me Crazy

Quitting

Thursday was blissful. It was my first official day of not being employed by a company I’d worked at for almost 8 years. All of my close friends are probably more happy than me. They don’t have to hear me cry and complain and torture myself anymore. It was like Mel Gibson in Braveheart: “FREEEEEEEEEEEEDOOOOOOOOOM!!!”

Sometimes it blows me away when God answers my prayers. He doesn’t always answer in the way I prefer and then sometimes He goes above and beyond. He really outdid himself with my new job. It started out with me not really wanting to go to the interview, and before the interview was over, I wanted it. Everything aligned so perfectly it was like He created it specifically for me. The company exceeded my expectations and I was teary-eyed. What a showoff. 😉

In the middle of my search, LinkedIn kept sending random emails along with people that wanted to connect to me. The two below were interesting reads.

Weekly (or not) Roundup

This family stopped eating sugar and this is what happened.
A lot like this post I recently blogged about, here are 10 life lessons for excelling in your 30s.
 Why you should stop sleeping with liars (not what you think it is)
I’m sure you have heard of the 9 types of personalities there are. Here are my results. The type is across the top and what I scored is the number underneath., followed by the links to tell what each means. This what I got..
Type 1 Type 2 Type 3 Type 4 Type 5 Type 6 Type 7 Type 8 Type 9
These same results reported in a histogram.
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Type 6
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Type 9

Type Two 
The Helper

The caring, interpersonal type. Twos are empathetic, sincere, and warm-hearted. They are friendly, generous, and self-sacrificing, but can also be sentimental, flattering, and people-pleasing. They are well-meaning and driven to be close to others, but can slip into doing things for others in order to be needed. They typically have problems with possessiveness and with acknowledging their own needs. At their Best: unselfish and altruistic, they have unconditional love for others.

Type Six 
The Loyalist

The committed, security-oriented type. Sixes are reliable, hard-working, responsible, and trustworthy. Excellent “troubleshooters,” they foresee problems and foster cooperation, but can also become defensive, evasive, and anxious—running on stress while complaining about it. They can be cautious and indecisive, but also reactive, defiant and rebellious. They typically have problems with self-doubt and suspicion. At their Best: internally stable and self-reliant, courageously championing themselves and others.

Type Nine
The Peacemaker

The easy-going, self-effacing type. Nines are accepting, trusting, and stable. They are usually grounded, supportive, and often creative, but can also be too willing to go along with others to keep the peace. They want everything to go smoothly and be without conflict, but they can also tend to be complacent and emotionally distant, simplifying problems and ignoring anything upsetting. They typically have problems with inertia and stubbornness. At their Best: indomitable and all- embracing, they are able to bring people together and heal conflicts.

Changes in my life

Without naming any names, one of my close friends found out a week ago that she has breast cancer. She is in her early 30s. Sometimes life just doesn’t seem fair. She hasn’t really told anyone only told me, so until she tells more people, I do not want to give out too many details. She’s in early stages, and she is seeing what options she has.. Keep her in your prayers!

 

My friend L’s mom has breast cancer. She just had a lumpectomy and is doing well so far. Also pray for her. 🙂

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On Labor Day I decided that I should do my monthly breast exam, because, I never do it and mostly because of recent events. I did find out that you are supposed to check AFTER your period, on the same day each month. I was about to start mine, but thought I’d just check to check, and then I’d do it again afterwards. As the day went on, my left one was noticeably more sore. For me that rarely happens – usually its every few months. Tuesday rolled around and I decided to take some pain meds because it was that sore. Sitting at my desk (of all places, I know!) I felt around to try to figure out why it was so sore and the right one wasn’t. That’s when I felt a hard knot. Que freakout. I went to see my regular doctor, but had to see the new hot young one instead. It was his 3rd day. And he got to feel my boob. Sort of embarrassing when he was asking me a list of questions and he asked if I could be pregnant. When I laughed and said no, he looked at me and asked if it was because I wasn’t having sex. I felt my face flush with embarrassment. Awesome, hot doctor knows I’m not getting laid. Basically, he thinks that it might be hormonal, but I won’t know until after my period. If it’s still there afterwards, I’ll go back in for testing. Let’s pray it’s nothing serious!

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On a more positive note, I joined a small group with my church. All of my girl friends moved away except for 3 so I decided I needed to make new ones. Last night was our first meeting. It went really well and I am so glad I overcame my fear of going to the Group Link alone. I see a lot of positive things coming from this.

My Little Buddy Speedy

This past Saturday I woke up knowing that I would be with my BFF (who is more like my sister) when she had to put her dog to sleep. Her husband was on a bachelor trip and wanted to come home to be with her. She decided that since the bachelor didn’t have any pets, he wouldn’t understand her husband leaving, so she told him to stay. Her in-laws picked up their son so that I could take her to the vet. Her MIL stopped me before I walked in the house and held my face and thanked me for being there. She told Ashley she wanted to be with her and Ashley told her that she’d be fine because I would know what to do and I was her sister. 🙂

I knew it would be difficult for Ashley because she’d had Speedy since he was a puppy. She even helped her brother cut his tail off. Speedy was 14 and towards the end of the week he wasn’t eating, and was vomiting and pooping every where. Speedy was typically an anxious dog and never sat still. On the car ride to the vet he sat perfectly still in her lap.

That is one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do. Basically, her little boy died. My heart hurt for her. Being her BFF I’ve seen her cry and nothing could compare to these tears. She was hysterical. I was trying to be comforting and soothe her by rubbing her arm or back while she knelt in front of him, and the next thing I know, I saw big tears of my own land in front of me. Heart wrenching!!

I took a few pictures for her and in this one, he was looking over my left shoulder. Because her mom died when she was young, and my dad died 2 years ago, we both believe that they were there with us. I think that her mom was beside her trying to comfort her, and my dad was who he was looking at. Just a theory. I’ve sense Ashley’s mom before and Ashley knew she was there that day.

She called her husband and put him on speaker phone so he could say his goodbyes. It was the sweetest thing, he told Speedy that daddy loved him and that he’d see him again one day. Speedy had been very still all day and perked up when he heard Nick’s voice.

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Speedy looking over my shoulder

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Ashley giving him hugs and kisses

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This was a little after they put him to sleep. She just wanted to hold him for a while.

 

I held my dad’s hand after he passed and he was stiff. I don’t remember if he was cold right away, but definitely stiff. With Speedy, he was still warm and pretty soft. I kept looking at him thinking that any minute he would wake up and jump down.

On my way home later that night I felt like crying all over again. It was almost overwhelmingly sad. After I took B outside and we settled down he was ALL over me. More so than usual. I welcomed it after the long day I’d had. He eventually fell asleep on my leg. I hope that I have a boyfriend/fiance/husband when it’s his time. Ashley said if I didn’t that I’d be staying there for several days.

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Stream of Consciousness

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Love that!

 

About a week or so ago I ordered Cards Against Humanity off Amazon. I had heard so many good things about this game. Mostly how funny it was. I thought I needed in on it. SO glad I purchased it. It literally is the best game ever! Check out the rules.

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The bestie and I have been talking about doing a cleanse. We were googling a few things and I came across this hilarious post on why juice cleanses are terrible.

 

You know what I hate? When you’re obviously interested in someone and they act coy. Thank God I have friends that tell me things like, “he should realize that he is damn lucky to have someone like you interested in him..”

Weekly Roundup

If you want to send a letter to your dog, you can here.

Watch how dogs drink water. Pretty amazing and I never realized this is how they drink!

A man built a house in Thailand for $9,000. And it’s pretty awesome.

Denver news station puts a penis on the air. High much?

Gretchen explained to me what drinking watermelon means..

Weekly Roundup: TV and Other Extras

My bikini came in the mail on Friday! Unfortunately my T&A took one look at it and laughed. It will be sent back as you can definitely see my butt crack in the small bottoms and my boobs look like they might pop out of the top at any minute. I’ve never had to order a large top. WTF? Apparently Australian sizes are completely different than US. I showed Ashley the top and her response was “that is not a medium top!” It really does look like an XS.

This is how it should look, but doesn’t.

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I have a confession. I’m a sugar addict. My favorite food is cake. Recently I came across 25 reasons to stop eating sugar. The fact that it’s been linked to cancer alone makes me seriously rethink my intake.

Remember a few years ago when I dated S? Well, his sister Cassie is on a little show called Private Lives of Nashville Wives.

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Check out some clips of Cassie. This is not your typical trashy Housewives show. Cassie and Gary’s story is more about their adoption process (so far, they have only aired 2 episodes). I cannot say enough good things about them. They are two open and loving people. I remember when S told me that his sister was going to contact me on FB to get to know me shortly after he and I met. Once I finally met her we went to lunch and I had the best time just walking around getting to know her. She truly is an amazing person. Can I be related to her even though he and I broke up? ha  I don’t think you’ll find anyone with a bigger heart than Cassie.

Here is the extended opening.. If you check out the link above with her story, there are 3 videos on her page. They show a closet tour, a home tour, and what the ladies think of Cassie. I hate they didn’t show their library. They have an ahhhhmazing library slammed full of books in their home. I could live in that room alone for months.

I have been reading Chelsea’s blog since I started my first blog in 2009. She posted this on IG and I cracked up laughing.

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This post on 5 fattest foods girls love to eat  had me dying. Funny and very true!!

Remember when I posted about Theo and Beau? Check out her Freshpet Team Cuddle Finalists. ADORABLE!

That’s all I have for this week. It’s been a rough week for me. Say some prayers please! 🙂

Resolutions

Usually I’m not one for making resolutions because I never stick to them. This year I decided to give it another go.. Here is my list.

1. Floss more (I’m sure my dentist will be happy with this one)

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2. Save more money

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3. Go out of the U.S. on vacation

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Eat healthier

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Exercise regularly (and get this ass)

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Complete tattoo removal

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Sounds fairly easy, no? I have little reminders set up in my phone to help me so that I succeed! We are only a few days in but so far, so good!

December Bucket List Completions

Go to a yoga class

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That’s all I’ve got for December. It was a busy month. Lame.

Happy Birthday To My Other Half

My other half as in, the woman that is always there for me, even that one time when we didn’t talk for 2 years.  Oopsies.

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The woman that knows what I mean when I say “blood is not thicker than water”, because she has also been there, and doesn’t try to change my opinion.

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The woman that understands and listens to me when I talk about my childhood relationship with my dad. How he beat me was never the amazing father, how I always wanted that awesome father/daughter relationship, because her childhood was similar.

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The woman that understands what it feels like to walk in on your bf/fiance cheating on you, because it happened to her, a year earlier, in the same house.

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The woman that drove an hour to pick me up from said house, kicked her husband out of bed, and talked with me all night long and the next day because I called her in shock immediately after it happened.

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The woman that you know any man would be lucky if she picks him because she loves sex, loves football, and is a strong independent woman, just like you.

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The woman that you packed an entire house for because you knew she needed to move.

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The woman that you thought was intimidating when you first met her.

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The woman that you share every tiny detail with.

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The woman that is inspiring because she seems like she can do everything.

The woman that is inspiring because she tries to do everything.

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The woman that understands precisely what I mean when I say I hate my small town I’m from.

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The woman that drives you crazy because she over analyzes things just as much as you do.

The woman that is a replica of you, just 3 years older and brunette.

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The woman that has completely opposite taste in men from you.

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The woman that tells you “we will make a plan” when you are freaking out because you are questioning so many things in your present life.

The woman that will drive 3 hours to be with you at your dad’s visitation because she knows what it’s like to lose a parent, but can’t actually come because she caught pink eye. ha!

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The woman that will spend 9 hours with you, 6 of those in a car, helping you pack up your dad’s house.

The woman that will finish your sentences or say your thoughts out loud.

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The woman that you know you can say anything to and vice versa because you both have each others best interests at heart.

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The woman that knows what it’s like to have a crush on a co-worker.

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The woman that completely understands my relationship with M because she has been there before.

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The woman that Bentley feels comfortable around. If you know what a baby my dog is, this is huge.

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The woman that currently will get all of my retirement money if anything happens to me before I marry.

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The woman that will have a baby for me, if I decide to, because I don’t want to jack up my body and because I’m selfish.

The woman that understands how important it is to maintain yourself because she’s thinks so too.

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The woman that supports and encourages you even though she may not agree with you, because that’s just what friends do.

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The woman that I am lucky enough to call my best friend, which doesn’t seem to do justice to what she really means to me.

23 Things Every Woman Should Stop Doing

At times women are too hard on themselves.   I heard my morning radio station talking about things every woman should stop doing. There was a total of 23 things. Here is the list, created by Huffington Post

 

It is conventional wisdom that we’re our own worst enemies and despite the cliche, the idea rings true. We often drive ourselves insane striving for perfection in our experiences, relationships and selves, and honestly it just becomes exhausting. So here at HuffPost Women we’re issuing a challenge to ourselves — and other women — to stop doing these 23 things. (Of course it’s all easier said than done, but to employ another cliche, if at first you don’t succeed, try, try again.)

1. Apologizing all the time.

2. Saying “yes” to everyone else.

3. Saying “no” to yourself.

4. Viewing food as the enemy.

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5. Body-snarking — out loud or in your own head.

6. Feeling like an impostor when you accomplish something professionally.

7. Obsessively untagging every “unflattering” photo of you that ever existed online.

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8. Comparing your real life to someone else’s virtual one.

9. Holding on to regrets and guilt.

10. Wearing heels every day.

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11. Judging other women’s sex lives.

12. Judging your own sex life.

13. Trying to be “chill.”

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14. Fearing the label “crazy.”

15. WebMD-ing everything.

16. Worrying that your life doesn’t look like Pinterest.

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17. Fearing being alone.

18. Being in relationships for the sake of having a relationship.

19. Not taking advantage of your vacation days.

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20. Holding on to toxic friendships.

21. Spending time with people out of obligation.

22. Being embarrassed about your interests.

23. Setting deadlines for major life events.

August Bucket List Completions

Leon’s Full Service

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Twain’s

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Canyon’s Burger Company (no pic b/c my whole office went)

Run a 5K

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Shameless Boob Staring

 

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Some men are completely oblivious as to how obvious they are when they are looking at your boobs. Do men not know that generally when they are talking to a person, that person is looking them in the eyes, so they can see where their eyes are looking? Or is it one of those things that they don’t even realize they are doing it? Either way, I thought I’d share this article. I think it’s pretty funny, especially if it’s accurate.

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When I was little I was equal parts tomboy and girly girl. Over the years I seemed to have gottent rid of the tomboy part of myself. I played softball one year in middle school and I hated it. I suppose I’ve just never found anything that has kept me interested. Except gymnastics, but the whole doing a flip in the air and landing on a bar and not killing yourself really terrifies me.

As I’m nearing 30, it has become more evident that this tiny petite body I’ve always had won’t stay long if I don’t work at it. Overall I eat pretty healthy. I love all things cake and cupcakes, but in moderation. Not that I’ve noticed gravity taking place, but I want to be lean and tone. Jiggles aren’t cute. There’s no other way to say it. I’ve always been the girl that thought..

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In order to expand my horizons, my BFF decided we needed to participate in C25K. I actually agreed to do it! I figured that it would be fun to do little 5Ks in other cities. That way not only are we being all healthy and stuff, we get to travel and see different cities. It’s a win win, right? c25k

We decided a few weeks ago to actually go through with it and last night was our first night preparing. It honestly wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. At times I could feel my calves getting sore, but I wasn’t dying. I was pretty happy when it was over though. I’m a little sore today, but I was also sore from dancing over the weekend. Tonight is night 2. It’s a little scary to think that I can actually do a 5K.

My first walk/run is this weekend. My coworker’s wife asked us all to participate in an event for Lekotek. It’s a walk/run for 4 miles, so it shouldn’t be too hard. Wish me luck!

Cold Life Organics

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One of the guys at work told me about Cold Life Organics. Basically CLO delivers organic fruits and veggies to your door weekly. You pick a package and sign up. That easy! You can skip a week if you’ll be out of town at any time and the best part is, there isn’t a membership fee. You only pay for the package(s) you select! How awesome is that? If you hate going to the grocery store like me, this service is pretty awesome! I was told that the package that is for 1-2 people has a LOT of stuff in it, so be prepared with recipes to use it all! They also have recipes on their website to help you out. They have thought of it all!

Date Rape Drugs

Date rape drugs. It’s one of those things that you think could never happen to you if you’re careful. If you don’t take a drink from a stranger, stick with friends and watch your drink being poured, it could never happen. Right?

Until last weekend, I would have agreed. Last weekend two girl friends and I went to a beer festival close to my place. We pregamed by having a drink at my place before going. Standard. We planned ahead by calling Uber to take us there.

The beer glasses they handed out upon entry were the size of a double shot glass. None of us drank a lot while there. We ran into several of my guy friends so we hung out and chatted with them. I had a light beer, a dark beer and two cups of wine. We left to hang out with a friend of mine and I started feeling bad. I was so hot I laid on his bathroom floor sweating. My two girl friends – Ashley and Laura – came to check on me and I remember puking two times.

I vaguely remember being carried and almost dropped on the way to the cab by one of the guys. I remember Ashley telling me the cab was there and I face planted in the cab across the seats. The next thing I remember was her shaking me to make sure I was still breathing and telling me to sit up because we were at my place. I remember her stepping out of the elevator with me, holding me like a little kid. After that all I remember is waking up to Laura sitting beside me at my desk, watching me sleep. At that point I was fairly out of it, but sober. I thought I had just drank way too much and I got sick. After I got out of bed I took a shower. About that time Ashley came back and gave me something to make me not throw up. Perk of having a friend be a nurse. I ate a little bit and headed back to bed and they both left. Around 3AM I woke up and I was sick again.

Ashley had complained of a bad headache and at one point Laura felt sick. Again, we just thought that I somehow drank a lot and they just both felt bad.

On Sunday they both text to check on me and make sure I was feeling okay. I felt very tired and slept off and on till about 5PM. Ashley told me that she felt like she was floating above her body while she was at work, so she had her urine tested. It came back positive for benzos (benzodiazepines).

Some things to note about Benzos that scared the F out of me after researching:

She recommended that I get tested just to make sure everything was okay. The results were the same as hers…

Looking back, I don’t believe there is anything we could have done differently. I had my glass in front of my face the entire time I was holding it, I watched each vendor pour.. There is nothing that we could have done differently, except, not go to the festival. Ashley’s first thought was that maybe one of my guy friends did it, but she ruled that out when she realized that she didn’t even remember seeing him at the festival, which means it was already working on her.

How scary is that?! It freaks me out just typing all of this out. I have never blacked out. I have always been the type to get sick versus blacking out. I don’t like knowing that things happened that I absolutely do not remember. The other scary part is that I am on two anti-depressants. I could have died, or ended up in the hospital in critical condition. You just never know what kind of messed up people are out there. This is why it it so important to stick with friends as well.

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You’re welcome.

While this is not my ideal body for a man, I definitely appreciate what he’s working with. Even better that he did it for cancer. I’m blaming 50 Shades for my hormonal imbalance. 😉

Trial That Should Have More Media Coverage

Thank God for blogging. I hadn’t heard about this terrifying case until I came across a blog that posted about it. I read the article with my hand over my mouth the entire time.  To think that SO many people overlooked it makes me feel sick. Who cares if the subject is touchy – what numerous people – his staff, hospitals, etc. – did was just wrong any way you look at it. I haven’t read any comments that addressed that issue. Makes me so sad there are so many horrible people out there! I pray that the Gosnells, his staff, and the government officials that did nothing will all have repercussions for their actions.

Why Dr. Kermit Gosnell’s Trial Should Be a Front-Page Story

The dead babies. The exploited women. The racism. The numerous governmental failures. It is thoroughly newsworthy.
Click HERE to read the story. It will blow your mind. Here is what USA Today says about it.

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Within the past month or longer I have had trouble sleeping. I love sleep and it loves me right back. To say that I’m not happy I can’t sleep through the night is an understatement. Sure I’ll wake up to pee or take B out to pee – and even then I get annoyed – but I’ve never had trouble falling asleep again.

I will wake up several times throughout the night and if my back is to my door, I have to turn over. I can see my front door from my bed, and I have to stare at it before I go back to sleep. Why, I have no idea. It’s like I’m afraid someone will break in. Which is kind of redic – all outside doors lock and you have to have a key to get in the building.

Sometimes Most of the time I am terrified I will see my dad in my place. Creepy, right? It’s true though. I strictly told him I didn’t want to see him. (I’m totally aware I sound like I need to be committed). He was a big jokester, so who knows. I was always the type of person to think ghosts/spirits were not real…until he passed away. Also, one of my BFFs mother’s died in 1997 and she has told me that at times she can feel her mom’s presence in her house. I think you tend to give more cred when you actually know someone that has gone through this, versus hearing about it from a stranger. At least I do.

At 5:30 this morning I woke up from a dream that was all too real. I had a vivid dream of how the world was going to end. Let’s just say that at 5:30am I was seriously contemplating on getting up and starting my day. It freaked me out enough to start looking for a psychologist. I need someone to help me make sense of all this and more importantly – to start sleeping better! Prayers!

You Can’t Get Your Beauty Sleeping in a Tanning Bed

 

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Ladies. I came across this article in Women’s Health and even though I knew I wouldn’t ever tan in a bed again, this article just reconfirmed it. I know its probably boring and you’ll want to just quit reading this altogether – but this information could save you from cancer.

 

Timeline of a Tan

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Within Seconds: Your body is bombarded with hefty doses of ultraviolet  A (UVA) light – roughly 12 times the amount you’d get from the sun.

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Within a few Minutes: Those long-wave UVA rays begin to penetrate your skin. Over time, they break down the collagen and elastin in the upper layers, causing permanent damage. The potential result? Wrinkles, saggy skin, and sun spots as early as your 20s.

The UVA light can penetrate to the deepest levels of your skin and start damaging the cells that make up your DNA. Within seconds, your immune system senses there has been an attack and sends a signal to a gene called POMC to start pumping melanocytes to your skin’s surface – 1,000 to 2,000 to each square millimeter of skin.

Think of melanocytes as little brown umbrellas that help protect your DNA from any additional damage. Because those melanocytes are brown, your skin starts to tan.

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In other words: A tan is a sign that your DNA is damaged. Your tan is like a full-body scab.

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At the same time: The POMC gene prompts endorphins to start pumping through your body – so about 5 minutes into your indoor tanning session you start to feel great. Like, runner’s-high great.

Ultraviolet B (UVB) rays have likely fried the upper layers of your skin. This causes redness, burning, and maybe even stinging.

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 Within hours and the days following: Your cells start turning over and replicating, and the new ones take over for the old damaged cells in your DNA. But when those cells replicate, little mistakes happen.

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Those mistakes lead to cell mutations. When mutations happen in the squamous cells, it can lead to squamous cell carcinoma; if they’re in the basal cells, your could be in for a basal cell carcinoma diagnosis. And if the mutations happen in the melanocytes? Melanoma.

 

Scary shit, right?! Obviously this can happen in the sun as well, the tanning bed just amplifies the time.

With all that said, I’m not perfect and yes I’ve been sunburnt before. I even got burnt this past Saturday – which I am kicking myself for. I’ve already had a mole removed – and that MOFO hurt. I asked my dermatologist if I could see the skin she cut out and to say I was surprised was an understatement. It felt like she cut my skin off with a cookie cutter, even though I was numbed. She went very deep to make sure she got everything, because skin cancer is not just a straight line – when it forms, its in waves.

I’ve also had a sun spot on my face zapped to make it lighten so that eventually it would go away. That felt like electricity on my face. Not only did it scare the hell out of me, I jumped in the chair and yelled, scaring the girl doing it!

With all that said, PLEASE protect your skin. Use sunscreen and reapply. Don’t tan in tanning beds. Spray tan or get tanning lotion. There are a million and five alternatives to using a tanning bed.

I can personally recommend this stuff. It. Is. Awesome. It has NO smell and doesn’t get on your clothing or sheets and dries very quickly. They have a spray, lotion and foam. I’ve seen it at Bed Bath & Beyond, but you can also buy it on Amazon.

I am fair skinned – green eyes and blonde hair. I’ve used the “Dark” (the orange stripe towards the bottom of the bottle) before with a somewhat tan, and it was not orange or too dark.

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SUN Laboratories Ultra Dark Self Tanning Micro Spray

I have also used this lotion. They also make a Medium spray, lotion and foam.

Sugar Gel Hair Removal?

I came across an ad for sugar gel hair removal in Simply Buckhead magazine while picking up cupcakes for a friend. The sugar gel hair removal part caught my eye.. Check out their website, they even have a cute little Buckhead theme song! “The Beverly Hills of the East”.

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Unique Threading & Body Waxing is the only place in Atlanta to offer sugar gel hair removal. It’s a form of hair removal that is similar to waxing, but its much more gentle and less painful (so they say) to endure, and it also requires a higher level of skill to perform. They offer a Brazilian wax at $30 and eyebrow threading at $8.

Specializing In:

  • Eyebrow threading
  • Brazilian body waxing
  • Herbal facials
  • Henna tattoos
  • Sugar gel waxing

Check out their website for more info.

How About Today?

In light of recent events, I loved this post I came across on MaskCara. She talks about how people in general are always preparing themselves for the next thing in life. I myself am guilty of this. I’m a planner by nature. It’s good to stop and take the moment in, which I try to do often. Maybe that’s why Oprah suggested keeping a Gratitude Journal? 🙂

Check out her post in the link above.

My Death

Last week I had a dream I was dying. I was in the hospital and I kept telling people that I didnt want to see my dad bc he would be coming to take me to the other side. I’m not sure what was wrong with me, but I know I had a catheter and tubes down my throat. Crazy, right? Natch, I googled what all of that meant…

To see and talk with your dead parents in your dreams represent your fears of losing them or your way of coping with the loss. You are using your dream as a last opportunity to say your final good-byes to them.

To dream that you die in your dream symbolizes inner changes, transformation, self-discovery and positive development that is happening within you or your life. You are undergoing a transitional phase and are becoming more enlightened or spiritual. Although such a dream may bring about feelings of fear and anxiety, it is no cause for alarm as it is often considered a positive symbol.  Dreams of experiencing your own death usually means that big changes are ahead for you. You are moving on to new beginnings and leaving the past behind. These changes does not necessarily imply a negative turn of events. Metaphorically, dying can be seen as an end or a termination to your old ways and habits. So, dying does not always mean a physical death, but an ending of something.

On a negative note, to dream that you die may represent involvement in deeply painful relationships or unhealthy, destructive behaviors. You may feeling depressed or feel strangled by a situation or person in your waking life. Perhaps your mind is preoccupied with someone who is terminally ill or dying. Alternatively, you may be trying to get out of some obligation, responsibility or other situation. You are desperately trying to escape from the demands of your daily life.

To see or dream that you are in a hospital symbolizes your need to heal or improve your physical or mental health. You need to get back to the flow of everyday life. Alternatively, the dream suggests that you are giving up control of your own body. Perhaps you are afraid of losing control of your body.

Dead on. Pun intended.

Last Moments with My Dad

Sorry this post has taken a long time for me to write. It’s precious to me and I wanted to make sure I was able to get everything down.

If you keep up with my blog or follow me on Twitter, you know that my dad passed away..

Saturday July 7th I got out of the pool to see several texts and missed calls from my sister. My cousin called her saying that my dad was in bad shape and if she wanted to see him that she needed to get there soon. With that, I left the pool, showered and packed like a maniac.

It’s a 3 hour drive to my hometown from Atlanta and I actually got pulled over and was given a ticket. Exact reason I don’t like cops – he asked why I was speeding and I told him my dad was dying. He asked a few more details and I was given a ticket. As if I wasn’t already hyperventilating, when I got back on the road I had the ugly cry.

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Sunset driving home

Luckily I made it to my dads in enough time to spend a full week with him. This was him the night we arrived. He would fall asleep in the middle of a conversation.

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One conversation that absolutely cracked me up was one that he had with one of his sisters with my cousin {her daughter} and myself in the room. My aunt told my dad that she was going home since he had two helpers. I guess he got offended by this because he said, “Why?” My aunt told him that John {her husband} was home. He responded with, “So?!” She reassured him that she was going to come tomorrow to see him. He told her, “If you’re not going to come until 5PM, don’t bother!” hahahaha! I get my non filtered mouth from him.

That was a rough week! Luckily we were able to get away at times. Dealing with your dad close to death and your crazy family is a lot to take in.

We had a neighbor bring us figs! Too bad I didn’t get any.

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One day we had to leave the house because our family was driving us crazy. We wanted to go have some wine but the main restaurant in town was closed. So we opted for the gas station. We drank in the car at a park which happened to be right outside the sheriff’s office. Ha!

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Another day we had to go into town and stopped by a local farmers market for some boiled peanuts. Mmhmm!

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During the week we spent as much time with him as we could. It was hard to get alone time with him though.

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Me holding his hand

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Nic holding his hand

The one time we were left alone to take care of him we had a bit of an accident. He was being stubborn per usual and wanted to turn over. He kind of laid in the bed funny. Nic and I just laughed to ourselves. Typical that he was being stubborn and we didn’t quite know how to help him get to the position he wanted.

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One of my favorite moments was when we laid beside him in his bed.

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We had a lot to take care of during that week. We found out that he had signed his house over to us in February, we changed the car title over, picked out his coffin, picked out flowers for his blanket, decided on music to play with a slide show of pictures for the viewing, and found poems and songs to be played at the funeral. Some of this was done after he passed. We were just going through the motions.

You could see a noticeable difference in him daily. One morning my sister and I woke up hearing him in pain. He hated staying in his bed so he liked to walk around even though it took about an hour for him to get to one end of the house to the other.

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When we felt overwhelmed we would walk around in his yard. He had a beautiful yard.

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Two days before he passed I was sitting beside his hospital bed in the house talking to him. During those two days he was not talking and would only make noises when he was in pain or say water. I was holding both of his hands and told him that all I had ever wanted was for him to walk me down the isle. At that moment he squeezed both of my hands and I bawled.

One day {I keep getting my days confused} a Hospice nurse came by and gave him a bath that morning. He pitched two fits to take a shower that day. He told my sister and I that his mind was going because he kept getting confused. That broke our hearts.

I remember us sitting on the edge of the bed with him as he shouted he was angry and punching the bed with his fist. It’s so hard to see someone you love feel so helpless and miserable.

After that we went outside to sit on the front porch. While we were outside it dawned on me that he would be passing on the 13th. He had mostly been in his hospital bed {minus the fit he threw to shower}. He was too weak to walk around and move a lot. By that point we were praying for him to go because it was obvious that he was in agony.

When the Hospice nurse came on Friday I asked her how long she thought he had. She told us she thought it would be within 24 hours. I stayed by his side all day after that, talking to him and holding his hands. While my sister was the more emotional of the two of us, I had many moments where I broke down and leaned on her.

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Last time I saw my dad

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He was so thin and frail. The red coloring on his legs was from the foam under the sheets.

Late in the afternoon my sister knew I needed a break. She took Bentley outside for me while I used the bathroom and fixed a glass of sweet tea. As I walked by my dads bed to go outside I noticed he looked at me and followed me with his eyes. I said to myself, “Did he just follow me?” I thought that was odd because he had been asleep most of the day. I joined my sister on the swing. She asked me at one point, “Why is it so pretty out here and so ugly in there?”. Not even 5 minutes later my cousin motioned for us to come inside. He was gone.

One memory I’ll never forget was when we made everyone leave the house so we could have alone time with him after he passed. We held his hands and talked to him. All I wanted to do was lay my head on his shoulder. {Which was how I felt all week but he was so frail}. That week and day I replay in my head every day.

For him to have passed on Friday the 13th was typical of him – he loved messing with people and joking around.

My sister and I were not close with my dad. As I’ve said before we always wanted the doting father but because he didn’t have one growing up, {we assumed} he didn’t know how to be one to us.

In the week we were at his house, we spent a lot of time with him. We were able to have conversations that we had never had with him. I think we both realized a lot of things ourselves in that week.

We had several family, coworkers, and friends tell us that not a day went by that he didn’t talk about us, and how much he loved us. That blew our mind.

One day while we were walking in his yard we thought we would cut 3 flowers from his yard to cheer him up. Two of them started dying. The last one was still in one piece the day he passed. After he passed I noticed the bottom petal had fallen off. Very symbolic.

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This is the sun from the front of the house the day he passed.

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The sun was very bright and hot the day of his funeral.

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Sun setting the day of his funeral

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My Dad’s casket was very pretty. It was pecan wood and it had a little drawer for family to put notes or pictures. My sister and I both wrote him a note. His flowers were gorgeous. We had 5 roses cascading down the front to symbolize Nic, me, and her 3 daughters.

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While the funeral home did a great job of filling my dad out, he didn’t look like himself to me. He looked like some man I’d never met.

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On the day of his funeral we had two poems read and two songs played inbetween speakers.

My poem:

My Dad, My Angel

© Jamie Cirello
Your battle is now over, no more tears flowing down your cheek,
no more pain, no more suffering, now you are no longer weak.
I still do not understand why this had to happen to you,
but I am proud to say you are my dad.
Although you will not be here to walk me down the aisle,
when that day comes I know you will be by my side with a smile.
You were always there for me and never once made me cry,
until the day you closed your eyes and had to say goodbye.
Now you are my Angel, so spread your wings out wide,
please wrap them around me whenever you see me cry.
Our time together was memorable and God took you way too fast,
but the most precious thing to me was you being there for my first breath,
and me being there for your last.

Song: Carrie Underwood – See You Again

Nic’s poem:

I Love You Dad

© Diana Doyle
I love you Dad with all my heart
And hate that we should be apart
Our love is a bond that can’t be broken
You may be gone, but never forgotten

I remember the day you went away
The pain in my heart is every beat
But I know that eventually, one day
We will, once again meet

The loss is something I can’t describe
I’m really going to miss you
One day I’ll be back by your side
So I can hug and kiss you

There are no words to tell you,
Just what I’m feeling inside
The shock, the hurt, the anger
One day, will gradually subside

Things will never again be the same
And though I’m hurting quite bad
I will smile whenever I hear your name
And be so proud to remember my Dad

Sleep well darling Dad, forever in my heart and my thoughts.

Song: Steven Curtis Chapman – Remembering You

A few weeks later I returned to his house. I was driving in and out of heavy rain – the kind that you drive 30MPH in. Once I got out of it I noticed that the sky was SO blue. You can’t tell much from the picture but there was a light blue line behind all the blackness.

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A month later, the sunset from his yard.

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Family pic of us

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Pic from Christmas 2011

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Thank you to everyone who has sent my sister and I kind words and prayers. It has meant a lot!

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