tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48613152287263885382024-03-04T22:23:24.047-08:00Do One Thing Every Day That Scares YouThe quote, "Do one thing every day that scares you" was first presented to me in the popular 1998 song, "Everyone's Free (To Wear Sunscreen)" by Baz Luhrmann. While true origin of the quote is debatable, I've found that this saying has stuck with me as a personal motto (most days) and I frequently pass it on as advice to other people. This blog is my attempt to capture and chronicle "the one thing every day that scares me" in 2011.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger367125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4861315228726388538.post-38033317516435988922011-12-31T08:52:00.000-08:002011-12-31T08:52:32.652-08:00Day 365 - The End<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGXdAcJJEE5XZV_MzNwtPgLDnjBu6yIqe-9HEShYoyb2USRx1pGGpHIRYY3DmzTwys9tnTymi5OkY2f9IIZOvBAZQUZLefBZawrp81HhSZMTRTnWNuW3BwxJ_EaxoXCYz1gGbYiE1rWVNl/s1600/2012+ny.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="226" rea="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGXdAcJJEE5XZV_MzNwtPgLDnjBu6yIqe-9HEShYoyb2USRx1pGGpHIRYY3DmzTwys9tnTymi5OkY2f9IIZOvBAZQUZLefBZawrp81HhSZMTRTnWNuW3BwxJ_EaxoXCYz1gGbYiE1rWVNl/s320/2012+ny.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">As 2011 comes to a close, I hope you all had a great 2011. My 2011, as you may have read, was not without it's ups and downs, and wins and losses but being the hopeless optimistic that I am, I believe the best is yet to come! I'm looking forward to 2012 as a fresh start and hope you are too. I'll take a moment here to reflect on the past here, and hope to see you in my future at <a href="http://12x12in12.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Twenty-Twelve</a>. <br />
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In 2011, I wore things I thought I shouldn't. I tried new foods and well, enjoyed some of them (am I the only human that does <em>not</em> enjoy Tiramisu?). I went to new places and loved the West Coast and soared to new heights, like the top of the <strike>Willis</strike> Sears Tower. I traveled farther by foot then I thought I could (60+ miles!) and did things to help others that I never believed possible. I survived heartaches and heartbreaks, and know that (of course) life goes on. I persevered at work and over came more IT projects then one person should ever be responsible for in the course of one year. I've learned to stand up for myself and ask questions, even the hard ones. I've learned that dreams are limitless, and that the best friends are sometimes the quiet ones just waiting in the background for their opportunity to cheer you on and lift you up. Hugs heal and blogging, just like training puppies, is some of the cheapest therapy ever. I learned that saying no is not a bad thing and that taking time for yourself and doing absolutely nothing is okay! Below are some of my favorite pictures from 2011.</span></div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">As I have only one day left of my 365 day, 2011 blog challenge, I've been wondering what to do with this blog in the new year. Do I continue <em>this</em> blog? But how? This blog is all about tackling daily fears in <em>2011,</em> it's even included in the description. After much thought, I don't feel that I can continue this blog, while undertaking a new year, without changing and altering the original intent so I've decided that this blog must come to an end. Like any good chapter in a book, 2011 and "Do One Thing Every Day That Scares You" are indeed coming to a close.</span></div><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Through my 2011 challenge, I've learned many a lesson and also found that I'm addicted to blogging! With that said, I can't leave my blogging adventures to just one chapter, so I've started a new one! I hope you readers will follow me in 2012 as I chronicle my life and of course, throw in a few new challenges and adventures! As of January 1st, I will be blogging at <a href="http://12x12in12.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Twenty-Twelve</a>. Please visit, follow and comment, as you my readers make it all worth while! I wish you an amazing new year, and hope you enjoy what you read from me in 2012, and I hope to read some things from you too! Happy New Year!</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4861315228726388538.post-59159861184370863842011-12-29T14:35:00.000-08:002011-12-30T14:47:10.132-08:00Day 363 - Addiction<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDpDTSicyS7GR4q51hVlTimQZO5_ve67qlwHW02diJ6g2Kl_4fp-UsMtCGsW_gr9kL79gkWsznrz2QVf7aRYAXJ47ICcQUJonsrGHMSr4EHsqT6HJBVKmZOO4kOqsHeSa4d8Pi3V_yjJsW/s1600/NYD5k_web_12.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" rea="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDpDTSicyS7GR4q51hVlTimQZO5_ve67qlwHW02diJ6g2Kl_4fp-UsMtCGsW_gr9kL79gkWsznrz2QVf7aRYAXJ47ICcQUJonsrGHMSr4EHsqT6HJBVKmZOO4kOqsHeSa4d8Pi3V_yjJsW/s1600/NYD5k_web_12.gif" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
Yep, I guess I'm continuing my "one event per month" <strike>addiction</strike> challenge in the coming new year as I've signed up for the New Year's Day, 5K event. Now, I'm just hoping that this cold subsides long enough for me to get through the first 3.1 miles of the year. I will remember this time to either drive, or take a cab or bus to the event, and not walk to it!</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4861315228726388538.post-55551334639134061992011-12-28T09:16:00.000-08:002011-12-30T14:53:56.192-08:00Day 362 - Random Act of Kindness<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Today I felt absolutely terrible. A head cold. A headache. And of course, I had to work both jobs. It seems my body has perfect timing to go "ka-put" on me when I have the most things scheduled to do and take care of. Despite vitamins, zinc and Advil I felt horrible as I drove to my second job and could only hope some miracle would occur that a substitute might be available for my classes.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Since they say feed a cold and starve a fever (or is it the other way around?) I made sure not to skip my dinner which was going to consist of two tacos from my much loved, Taco Bell. Probably not the most nutritious food to nurse my body back to health, but it was about the only thing that sounded "good" to eat and probably the easiest to acquire. As I drove up and placed my order I grumbled in pain as I waited for multiple cars to receive their orders in front of me. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">"Come on already!!!" I literally screamed out loud in my car as the car in front of me seemed to forget something and hand their credit card back to the cashier. A minute or so more and I was finally at the drive up window to collect my food. "About time!", I thought to myself. "Sheesh, how hard is it to get some food around here" my mind thought preoccupied with pain. Finally the cashier popped her head out the window and handed me my items and stated, "It's already paid for." with a huge smile on her face. While it took me a moment to comprehend it all, I did manage to say thank you and slowly pulled away. I of course, felt like a complete schmuck for being the typical impatient customer behind the very nice person who was paying for my meal.<br />
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In my haze, it didn't occur to me at the time to pay it forward to the car behind me. As I've paid things forward in the past, and never once had something like this happen to me (yes, I understand that's not the point), I always wondered how others felt when they got the surprise that their coffee, food or tolls had already been paid for and now, I think I know! Although my cold and headache clouded the moment, I was a little shocked, but extremely thankful and appreciative of the stranger's random act of kindness. Now, thinking about someone else's kindness at least got my mind off my own issues and thankfully, my meal and multiple Advil later I felt much better. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">What random act of kindness have you done? Or have you been the recipient of one? I'm definitely taking this lesson forward in the new year and will be handing out thoughfulness and reminders to others that goodness still exists in others! </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4861315228726388538.post-7159321918923393962011-12-27T00:01:00.000-08:002011-12-27T00:01:00.477-08:00Day 361 - 2011 Event Totals - Wow!<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">At the beginning of my blog (360 days and posts ago!), I created a self induced challenge to participate in some type of "event" every month. I even started a </span><a href="http://randomthoughtsbybloggerette.blogspot.com/p/monthly-events.html"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">page</span></a><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> within my blog to track my progress and now, to some shock, have added up my totals. Total money spent on registration fees (YIKES!), miles traveled (roughly), and the amount of dollars raised for charity. So here's the break out!<br />
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<strong>In the past twelve months I have participated in: </strong></span><span style="font-family: Arial;">15 different events.<br />
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<strong>In the past twelve months I have raised: </strong></span><span style="font-family: Arial;">$1,400 for charity, specifically Children's Memorial Hospital, breast cancer research, and my favorite, the Cheetah Conservation Fund.<br />
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<strong>In the past twelve months I have spent:</strong> $506 on entry fees. Wow, is all I can say...wish I hadn't kept track of THAT number! But, the fact is, I wouldn't change a thing about the events I've participated in and can't wait to repeat some of them next year!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;"><strong>In the past twelve months I have traveled:</strong> 61.9 miles via foot and pedal during events, and heaven only knows how many extra miles I've tacked on to this total by driving and walking to the events themselves.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;"><strong>In the past twelve months my favorite event has been:</strong> The Dirty Girl Mud Run allowed me to prove to myself that I can tackle anything and I felt a HUGE sense of physical accomplishment after completing this event. Climbing over the two-story cargo net was the worst (and best) thing in the event, besides the mud of course!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;"><strong>In the past twelve months my greatest event based accomplishment has been:</strong> Being able to raise over $1,000 dollars for the Cheetah Conservation Fund! At times I thought I was never going to make this goal, but with tons of help from tons of people, even strangers and fellow blog readers, I made it! In doing so, I was one of only <u>5</u> Chicagoans who raised this amount of money, and earned the opportunity to meet and pet a live cheetah! It was so amazing!<br />
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<strong>In the past twelve months I learned:</strong> This challenge was not easy! There were days that I didn't feel good and didn't want to get out of bed, and there were plenty of weather challenges that just out right sucked to deal with. I won't even mention the sore feet and tight muscles. There were times I thought to myself, "Who would know if I did these events or not?" but my self conscience always won and shoved me out the door. Despite some of the drawbacks, I learned that I can pretty much do anything I set my mind to, whether I go alone or have fellow "eventers" with me and that I can make friends anywhere I go. I met a lot of new people, if only at the events, who not only did I help, but who helped me through the events in return. </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4861315228726388538.post-80647451317487282222011-12-26T13:04:00.000-08:002011-12-26T13:04:10.996-08:00Day 360 - MMOM<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Since our normal "Meet Me On Monday" host Java is taking a break from posting questions until after New Years, I've created my own this week to finish out the year of Mondays!<br />
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<strong>1) What does the day after Christmas find you doing?<br />
</strong>I actually started taking down all of my Christmas decorations! I really want to start the new year FRESH with nothing from the previous year sitting around, including decorations. That, and I've been downloading lots of new tunes for my I-pod.<br />
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<strong>2) Do you have plans for NYE?<br />
</strong>Nope - and I'm just fine with that, I think New Year's Eve is my least favorite holiday! Everyone puts too high of an expectation on one night to make the rest of their year magical, when the focus should be on finding the magic and adventure that the year has to offer in every single day! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>3) Do you plan on making any new year resolutions?</strong><br />
I don't really think of my goals as resolutions but if ya want to put them in the same category, sure.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>4) Did you get everything you wanted for Christmas?</strong><br />
I had an awesome holiday this year! It was one of big surprises and great people.<br />
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<strong>5) What will you do with your Christmas dinner leftovers?</strong><br />
I was smart and sent them ALL home with someone else! I just don't do left overs very well. No matter how well intentioned I am to eat them, they always sit for WAY too long and go to waste.</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4861315228726388538.post-336551480275403672011-12-25T06:52:00.000-08:002011-12-25T06:52:16.861-08:00Day 359 - Merry Christmas!<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-large;"><em>Merry Christmas!</em></span></div><br />
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My friends and I arrived to our restaurant of choice in unison, greeted with hugs and proceeded to sit down for this unorthodox holiday dinner. And ya know what, it was pretty awesome! </span><span style="font-family: Arial;">The chips and dip and holiday cheer flowed and smiles were exchanged over crumpled gift wrap. Soon our dinner of enchiladas and tacos were upon us, and this group of amigos cleaned our plates with no complaints! <br />
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After dinner, and sitting for a while in hopes that time would help our bulging bellies digest, we headed over to the cinema to see the much anticipated movie, "We Bought A Zoo". While this movie was not holiday themed, it (along with the love of my friends) supplied me with plenty of quotes, thoughts, inspiration and hopefulness for the new year. I'm sure a trip to the <a href="http://www.dartmoorzoo.org/" target="_blank">zoo</a> itself may be just one of my 2012 adventures!<br />
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As the night ended all too soon, hugs gift wrapped in love were exchanged and with this I was reminded what the season is truly all about, love. And for that, giving and receiving it, I am truly thankful. <br />
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How will Christmas inspire you this year? Do you let the magic of the season in, or do you stay wrapped up in the hustle and bustle of shopping, prepping, cooking, and wrapping never looking up to enjoy those around you? What new traditions have you started, or hope to start? It's not too late, Christmas is just around the corner! </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4861315228726388538.post-31842380443304053592011-12-23T19:03:00.000-08:002011-12-25T06:22:04.112-08:00Day 357 - God Speaks<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I recently received an email from someone who is no longer in my life. It was a "nice", yet annoying email to receive as I don't wish to hear from this person any longer. It claimed that this person "changed" and that things going forward should be positive. Blah, blah, blah.<br />
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I have to admit, the email had me thinking and wondering about life, possible changes and the future. I worked to push it out of my mind as I bundled up to shop for last minute holiday dinner ingredients, but still it's contents bothered me. I walked to the local grocer hoping the fresh air would ease my mind. As I did, a woman, presumably homeless, struggled to light a cigarette as she hovered over the sidewalk in an awkward squatting posture. I've never seen her before, but I worked my way to the opposite side of the sidewalk to allow for a large berth of passage. As I did this she muttered in a haggard and raspy voice, yet clear and loudly enough for me to easily hear and understand, "He hasn't changed...piece of shit!". <br />
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I had to giggle and think that this was a sign from above and said, as I looked upwards, "Okay, I'm, listening - and thank you!". Now, I'm not sure that God would send a message that would call one of his creations a "piece of shit", but I appreciated the timing and the humor of the message, whoever it came from. <br />
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I completed my shopping with nothing but my profound message in mind and soon headed home. The woman was gone, no where to be seen. Had I invented her? Was she an angel in disguise? God can take on any form, after all I reminded myself. Of course you can decide whether this was karma, heavenly intervention or just some perfectly timed homeless humor, but as I was reminded recently... talking isn't so much about what you say, it's more about listening!</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4861315228726388538.post-31409354802424264212011-12-22T18:02:00.000-08:002011-12-25T06:03:30.369-08:00Day 356 - Shopping<span style="font-family: Arial;">What do you think of the last minute holiday shopper? Do you think they are thoughtless and just didn't care to shop earlier? Do you think they just honestly forgot one item, and needed to run out for it? Or are they just the good-ol' procrastinator who puts everything off til the last minute like usual? </span><br />
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<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Be careful which conclusion you come to, as your opinion will include me.</span> <span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It's three days til Christmas and I still haven't shopped, but let me explain! I have done some gift giving already, so for those individuals there's really no shopping left to be done. And as for my family, I won't see some of them until after the new year, so there's no pressure to shop for them just yet. So that leaves just a few dear and close friends to shop for. Hmm?<br />
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It's not that I don't know what to get these people in my life, rather I have so many ideas I have a lot of trouble narrowing down what it is I actually want to purchase. I typically find the decision of gift shopping completely overwhelming! If only money really did grow on trees I would buy <em>everything</em>, avoid having to make decisions, and of course give dear ol' Santa a run for his gift-giving money! <br />
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So tonight found me braving the crowds and facing the last minute hustle and bustle of crazed shoppers and crowds. Despite having to search for parking, I was greeted with over all friendly co-shoppers and store associates which made for an easy, last minute shopping spree. I was relieved that my experience was more positive then the horror stories I've heard about and that I avoided the name calling and cart bashing others have encountered. <br />
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Now with gifts in tow, all I have to do is wrap them. Thank goodness for gift bags - the lazy person's miracle to gift wrap! What about you, is your shopping and wrapping complete? What is your biggest holiday challenge?</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
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<div class="details"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>"Memories define us. So what if you lost yours every time you went to sleep? Your name, your identity, your past, even the people you love--all forgotten overnight. And the one person you trust may be telling you only half the story. Welcome to Christine's life."</em><br />
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I just completed the read above as part of a book club requirement and while it's not my typical genre, I did enjoy the fictional thriller. I wasn't sure what to expect when purchasing the only copy on the book store shelf. I always wonder if being the <em>only</em> copy left means that it was such a good book that it flew off the shelf quickly. Or just the opposite, was it so horrible that the bookstore only ordered one copy praying some unsuspecting customer would feel sorry for it and take it home with them? Would I be that customer?<br />
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Nope! As I pushed through the 358 pages, I found myself reading faster and faster to get to the end of the mystery. While I won't say much about the novel here, I will state it's a mixture of the movie, "Groundhog Day" and a "who-dunnit" story that will keep you guessing where the main character ends up. It is a bit of a cliffhanger, which, as you may already know I don't care for, but in this case I find it appropriate as the wonderment of the ending only helps you realize what it's like to be in Christine's shoes. I'd recommend this novel and if you read it, tell me what ya think!</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4861315228726388538.post-43013526957159864822011-12-20T07:44:00.000-08:002011-12-20T10:52:58.644-08:00Day 354 - Pink<span style="font-family:arial;">I wear pink. Hot pink on occasion. But never baby pink or light shades of the hue such as a champagne pink. It's too girly. Or so I thought. I don't wear brown either. Too drab. Too icky. Or so I thought. And, I've never purchased nor worn anything but solid dress pants. Black, brown, grey. No stripes, no patterns, no flecks of color. They're ugly, or just not flattering. Or so I thought.<br /><br />Thanks to my fashion assistant who helped me burn through a gift card last night, I'm wearing pink, let me clarify, a baby pink sweater, a chocolate brown tank top, <strong><em>and</em></strong> flecked pants. Nothing like getting me completely out of my comfort zone (and looking and feeling great in the mean time!).</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> Thank you my little fashionista!<br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLX3nZxqLoo8-O92JkKipoZCe1ifNln3dT2xecChh4XZc6qBVR4WKKXKka3UWPwtMqWkhVr0ZehdTDez1fHpNxJV4sXmSGS2p3E_w30act2ZULg9K6KSQpqsntRPjK2jccSlktLnwnxdg9/s1600/1pink.png"><img style="WIDTH: 224px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688240358561709138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLX3nZxqLoo8-O92JkKipoZCe1ifNln3dT2xecChh4XZc6qBVR4WKKXKka3UWPwtMqWkhVr0ZehdTDez1fHpNxJV4sXmSGS2p3E_w30act2ZULg9K6KSQpqsntRPjK2jccSlktLnwnxdg9/s320/1pink.png" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH1VdTo3CT-nAcPgi4dPKD9ygRDBI44bZp4l-mf0nOYANYIkYxGAPMGHlop0wH1EkU18afIpHzRC63pdP64X4Ome7pyh1S578mzy0QSxwlycKGT6P2AAtSg-P3gt9YCytrNZ5elfiJXBL3/s1600/1pant.png"></a></p></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4861315228726388538.post-47345355545987844002011-12-19T00:01:00.000-08:002011-12-19T00:01:01.732-08:00Day 353 - MMOM Christmas Edition<span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>1.Wrapping paper or gift bags?<br /></strong>Both! But must admit I love gift bags, they're SO easy!<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>2.Real or artificial tree?<br /></strong>The past few years have been a beautiful artificial tree donated by Barry Manilow (yes, you read that correctly) but I enjoy real ones too.<br /><br /><strong>3.When do you put your tree up?<br /></strong>It varies, but typically just after Thanksgiving.<br /><br /><strong>4.When do you take your tree down?<br /></strong>Ha, that varies too. I've had it up well into February out of sheer laziness at times!<br /><br /><strong>5.Do you like eggnog?<br /></strong>No, and who invented it anyway?<br /><br /><strong>6.Do you have a nativity scene?<br /></strong>Yes, a very tiny and somewhat inaccurate one in which I can't tell who is supposed to be Mary and Joseph versus the shepperd but, I enjoy and appreciate it none the less.<br /><br /><strong>7.Favorite Christmas Movie?<br /></strong>Wow, don't know that I can just pick one. I have a top three or four... Classics would be "White Christmas", as there's nothing better then Bing and Rosemary Clooney's duet, "Count Your Blessings" (does anyone sing like that anymore, and the dancing - wow!) followed by the old animated "Rudolph the Red-nose Reindeer". In more modern movies, I love "Home Alone" and laugh out loud every time I watch, "Elf".<br /><br /><strong>8.Favorite Christmas cookie?<br /></strong>I don't really do cookies...but I would guess the most basic frosted sugar cookie reminds me most of Christmas.<br /><br /><strong>9.Where will you eat Christmas dinner?<br /></strong>At my apartment.<br /><br /><strong>10.Angel, bow or star on top of your tree?<br /></strong>Growing up, it was always a star a top our family tree. As my current tree was donated and came with a bow, that's how I've left it and grown to love it.<br /><br /><strong>11.Most annoying thing about this time of the year?<br /></strong>The rudeness of the crowds, who I assume have forgotten in their hustle and bustle what the real reason of the season is.<br /><br /><strong>12.Do you like Fruitcake?<br /></strong>No, and obviously whoever invented it and eggnog were related. Gross.<br /><br /><strong>13.What are you most excited about the holidays?<br /></strong>I can't really say. I think just reflecting on my blessings, and looking forward to another year is where I'm at right now.<br /><br /><strong>14.Do you open presents Christmas Eve or Christmas Morning?<br /></strong>Growing up, we did both however these days it seems presents come at random times, before and after Christmas!<br /><br /><strong>15.Will you still be wrapping presents on Christmas Eve?</strong><br />Well, seeing as I have not even started my shopping yet, I assume so.</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4861315228726388538.post-57699931084273051642011-12-18T19:55:00.000-08:002011-12-18T20:57:25.776-08:00Day 352 - Random<span style="font-family:arial;">- There are only 13 days left to the year of 2011. Wow. Where did the time go? Heck, where did my weekend go?<br /><br />- I am so very happy that the bleed in my finger tip seemed nothing more then just that, and that the swelling and "sub dermal hematoma" has dissipated with no side affects. (Still not sure how I self inflicted it.)<br /><br />- I am thankful for the many, many gifts that I have received for Christmas already. While I know better then to think that this season is all about gifts, rather then one of religion (for me at least) I am still grateful for the thoughtful gifts that have greatly surprised me.<br /><br />- I haven't even started my Christmas shopping. (Not sure what I'm waiting on.)<br /><br />- Some of this year's events still sadden me like the loss of my pet, and the loss and break up with my significant other, but I know life goes on. I continue to live every day with hope that the best is yet to come, no matter how hard it seems at times. I am looking forward to 2012 as a new beginning more then any other year prior, I think.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />- I'm happy that my most recently purchased book is entertaining and in two days of limited reading time, I'm already close to half way through it.<br /><br />- I'm grateful for many people, but a few close friends have really gotten me over the trials of this year. They probably don't know that some days, it was only them that got me out of bed, or through the day. Stacy, Debbie and Barney - I love yous guys! Andrea, thank you for all the hugs and Kleenex.<br /><br />- I'm thankful that even for being the world's most obnoxious cat, I still have my Tird to cuddle with when needed.<br /><br />- Even the crappiest of movies can be enjoyed in the right company. I am thankful for friends new and old, and new adventures with them both.<br /><br />- Molly's Blueberry Cheesecake cupcake, and Green Mountain's Blueberry coffee make everything better. Ironic for me, since I don't care for the actual fruit.<br /><br />- Through many a challenge this year, I have learned how to confront people - something that was much needed and still not yet perfected but a great work in progress.<br /><br />- Does anyone have a cure for road rage? I can't stand the first and last 15 minutes of my commute! Getting in and out of my neighborhood has become a hellish 15 - 40 minute car ride of potholes, cut-offs and no turn signals! Deep, cleansing Yoga breaths I tell myself to no avail.<br /><br />- I recently watched a documentary on sloths that made them appear to be the world's cutest animal ever. Kudos to <em>that</em> producer!<br /></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4861315228726388538.post-1277423376807198302011-12-17T07:57:00.000-08:002011-12-18T19:49:49.410-08:00Day 351 - 5K+<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcyYNMc3dVW-zDG57c6Ao4k1yUCQnz33wOVO8ZuTXU8N2lPkkkgCqQDtu-f0zDWXde0Uw08pURb5BZCjNCDS_27LqKFhTsft4OP9Z41HG4m80KxYcoa7wSBI-mO2GmEVDP93rLS0nYM5Tx/s1600/1snow.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687681297937169634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcyYNMc3dVW-zDG57c6Ao4k1yUCQnz33wOVO8ZuTXU8N2lPkkkgCqQDtu-f0zDWXde0Uw08pURb5BZCjNCDS_27LqKFhTsft4OP9Z41HG4m80KxYcoa7wSBI-mO2GmEVDP93rLS0nYM5Tx/s320/1snow.JPG" /></a></p><span style="font-family:arial;">Well today I had a dumb idea. "Save money and warm up" was the thought in my head when I decided to walk to my last 5K event of the year. Upon waking up, I looked out my window to see the first snow of the season, "Great", I thought. Amazingly, I managed to FINALLY dress myself properly for the event. After 11 previous events of either being over dressed or under dressed, I left the house just right adorned in my fleece hat, a running tech shirt, a fleece jacket, workout pants and tennis shoes. What an accomplishment for this girl!<br /><br />I headed out and as I snorted snowflakes up my nose in route to the 5K, I thought, "Maybe walking wasn't such a good idea". That was quickly followed by, "Ouch, my foot hurts," as I continued the 1.92 mile walk to the starting line. Upon arrival, I gathered my event t-shirt, goodie bag and jingle bell and headed to the starting line. As I started the event, I enjoyed the snow covered landscape and the calm of the lake. My fellow runners and walkers provided the soundtrack of snow crunching and jingle bells jingling.<br /><br />Soon I was headed home, and again found myself enjoying the scenery of the freshly fallen snow and recounting the year's past events and conditions. I've raced in heat, bitter cold, snow, down pours, and mud. I survived them all, and have learned a lot on how to (and how not to) prepare for them. I'm looking forward to taking the experiences of this year into the next and for now, will continue to stretch and rest this aching body. Ouch.<br /><br /><em>Note to self: for next year's events, do not add an additional 4 miles to a 5K (3.1 mile) event by walking to it!</em></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4861315228726388538.post-47190808555059406822011-12-16T07:56:00.000-08:002011-12-18T19:12:51.996-08:00Day 350 - Duty<div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Today's post asks for your opinion...</strong></span></div><p><span style="font-family:arial;">I found myself selected for jury duty today. I spent 9:30 - 5 secluded away from the rest of the world in court. It was an interesting and exciting experience for me, despite some of my fellow jurors feeling otherwise. I will cut to the case, and ask for your deliberation on the matter.<br /><br /><strong>Fact:<br /></strong>A law firm has brought their ex-client to court in efforts to collect unpaid fees.<br /><br /><strong>Fact:<br /></strong>The law firm and the client had a signed contract, obligating the firm to bill the client bi-weekly.<br /><br /><strong>Fact:<br /></strong>The contract stated the client would (of course) pay his bills.<br /><br /><strong>Fact:<br /></strong>The client was not billed in accordance to the contract. Instead, the client was billed 7-8 weeks late, and in excess of funds that he could afford.<br /><br /><strong>Fact:<br /></strong>The client did not pay the bill, which upon it's initial billing included interest and late fees.<br /><br />While there were many shades of grey on this case, our deliberation was focused on the verdicts proposed to us from the judge. Sadly, the verdict questions were very black and white. The very first question posed, was verdict 1 below. You must answer the questions in order of which they are given.</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"><strong>Verdict 1<br /></strong>Did the law firm fulfill their side of the contract?<br />If your answer is no, you have completed your decision.<br />If your answer is yes, please continue to Verdict 2.<br /><br /><strong>Verdict 2<br /></strong>(You are only reading this question if you have answered yes to the verdict above and agree that the law firm did <strong><em>everything</em></strong> as stated in the contract)<br /><br />Did the client fulfill his side of the contract?<br />If your answer is yes, you have completed your decision.<br />If your answer is no, continue on with questions related to financial responsibilities of the client.</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><strong>What did you decide?<br /></strong></span></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4861315228726388538.post-57257264586291416232011-12-15T07:56:00.000-08:002011-12-18T18:52:06.164-08:00Day 349 - Preparation<span style="font-family:arial;">I found myself book shopping tonight for two reasons. First, I joined a book club and the assigned reading for January is, "Before I Go To Sleep" by author, S.J. Watson. Secondly I need something to keep myself entertained tomorrow as I must report for jury duty selection. Talk about scary stuff!<br /><br />Have I wasted my money on a book I won't be able to stand? When I meet with the book club members, will I have anything intelligent to share? Will I get picked to sit on a jury tomorrow? What if I get some odd case and am sequestered for months? (Could that even happen?)<br /><br />I will put my run-away imagination on hold for now and call it a night. As I head to bed, I just know I'm sure to dream of the mobsters from "Good Fellas" chasing after me, a horse head in my bed from "The Godfather" or some type of similar punishment for having made the "wrong" decision in their pending court case. Only time will tell if I need to "...go to the mattresses".</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4861315228726388538.post-35160645219470109002011-12-14T07:54:00.000-08:002011-12-18T18:32:19.419-08:00Day 348 - Pheww!!!<p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">The socks were a hit!<br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">(And she loved the Margarita - what was I so worried about?)</span></p><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5sFKabsKZFdOmm-e-ymnQXWo84qAepbTrfJO6vb4KN-Z1ztgMz9grpGBKE9wzMViUbjaPWe_Az232KTRn6C0jkj3hAu877c-dbWk8j_uQ0lcl_1Cq2L_haGiGTd0K-UDiVUXuXKYhyLjR/s1600/1socks.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 149px; HEIGHT: 149px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687661281391223138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5sFKabsKZFdOmm-e-ymnQXWo84qAepbTrfJO6vb4KN-Z1ztgMz9grpGBKE9wzMViUbjaPWe_Az232KTRn6C0jkj3hAu877c-dbWk8j_uQ0lcl_1Cq2L_haGiGTd0K-UDiVUXuXKYhyLjR/s320/1socks.jpg" /></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4861315228726388538.post-11916872653874015552011-12-13T07:53:00.000-08:002011-12-18T18:27:15.001-08:00Day 347 - Socks<span style="font-family:arial;">My co-workers decided to organize an office "Secret Santa" gift exchange and I was unfortunate enough to pull my boss's name. I say unfortunate not because I dislike my boss, but talk about performance anxiety! To add insult to injury, her requested gift, "socks". Wtf? What am I supposed to do with that? Socks? What sick person wants socks for Christmas? My boss, that's who. Okay, I give her credit - she did help me narrow it down and provided a minute detail that she desired "Smart Wool" socks, "but not too thick".<br /><br />After seeking out multiple opinions of others, I came to a conclusion that I'd be purchasing a "Margarita" pattern striped pair of wool socks. Who doesn't like a good Margarita? (OK, so that happens to be MY favorite drink, humor me). Off to the sporting goods store I went in hopes of finding my much needed, hoping to impress, Margarita wool socks..."not too thick", I reminded myself. Upon arrival, I saw what I considered more impressive looking socks, but they were cushioned. Would they be too thick? "But they'd probably be more comfortable", I thought to myself. "But what kind of shoes might she pair them with? Would they be too thick to fit into her shoes? Oh good grief Lynn, just buy the dang Margarita socks", I told myself. I then contemplated sizes - small, medium, large? "Why can't anything be easy", I wondered? "For crying out loud, it's JUST socks!".<br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Later that night, I wrapped the socks paired with a bottle of Mike's Margarita's and hoped my boss would appreciate the humor and connection of the two items. What if she hated the striped socks? What if she thought the Margarita drink was a ridiculous idea, especially for the office? Oh well, the box was taped shut, and the gift wrapped. Only time will tell if she appreciates the "socks...not too thick". </span><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;"></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4861315228726388538.post-52215391926625813222011-12-12T00:01:00.000-08:002011-12-12T00:01:04.008-08:00Day 346 - MMOM<span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>1. Tomorrow I'm going to _________?<br /></strong>Do what I do every day...TAKE OVER THE WORLD! Ok, not really, but that sounds a lot better then going to work, doesn't it? In a perfect world, I'd quit typing this post and go pack my gym bag and lunch now, so I can start my day off on the right foot!<br /><br /><strong>2. Pudding or Jello?<br /></strong>Jello is just gross! The texture alone just kills Jello for me. It's pudding all the way for this girl.<br /><br /><strong>3. What book are you currently reading?<br /></strong>Well, I've started "Ron Santo: Perfect 10", but have a new assignment for a book club I just joined, and I also need to purchase and read Betty White's new book!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>4. What is the first concert you went to see?<br /></strong>If I remember correctly, George Michael. Either him, or the New Kids on the Block.<br /><br /><strong>5. What is your current weather?</strong><br />Warm and toasty, curled up on my couch! </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4861315228726388538.post-22603088396341568872011-12-11T19:12:00.001-08:002011-12-11T19:44:06.867-08:00Day 345 - Quote<span style="font-family:arial;">Today's post is simple, but it rings so true for me, I just have to share it. Today's post is brought to you from the movie, "We Bought A Zoo". I fell in love with the following quote, <strong>"All you need is 20 seconds of insane courage and I promise you something great will come of it.” </strong>because I live it all the time!<br /><br />So often, in 20 seconds of courage I make a decision to do something and then as I wait for it to happen, or strive towards completing whatever ridiculous goal I created for myself, I think, "Why (or how?) the hell do I get myself into this stuff?"! Despite my doubt after the initial decision, I always seem to be bettered in some way by my experiences, and can't wait to see what 2012 brings! <br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">PS) The most recent 20 seconds of insanity, I mean, <em>courage</em> may lead me to kick boxing...we'll see how that goes.<br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;"></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4861315228726388538.post-61407871848433014762011-12-10T18:50:00.000-08:002011-12-11T19:12:07.477-08:00Day 344 - Sub<span style="font-family:arial;">Despite being afraid to hear the answer "No", and occasionally thinking, "You can just skip your last 5K of the year since it falls on a Saturday workday"<em> (that thought of course, was quickly followed by thoughts of, "Are you crazy??? You can't flush 11 months of commitment down the drain!),</em> I mustered the courage and asked the newbie at work if he'd cover for my class next weekend. He happily agreed, even though he wasn't even scheduled to work that particular day. I think I took a step back in shock that he answered "yes", and eventually thanked him. Sadly, over coming that fear was probably the easiest part of my work day. After work, I headed north to hang out with friends for dinner and drinks. All I can say is, if laughter is the medicine of laugh, I should live forever. </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4861315228726388538.post-21928603757989416042011-12-09T11:47:00.000-08:002011-12-11T18:49:04.035-08:00Day 343 - Leopards, and Scots and Bears, oh my!<p align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">Today I spent the morning sleeping in, but don't worry I eventually got motivated to get up and moving. After all, I had guests to prepare for! My morning started slow with some basic "chores" like laundry, grocery shopping and cleaning, while the afternoon found me chopping, cooking and prepping for tonight's dinner. Before I knew it, the candles were lit, my guests had arrived and the wine was flowing.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:Arial;">After dinner I opened up a card and gift brought by my visiting friends, and was astonished by the thoughtfulness contained inside. While I may not have shown it at the moment, I was overwhelmed with their generosity, and their beliefs in my dreams and willingness to help me achieve them. It's amazing when you realize your friends (or family really) believe in you more then you believe in yourself at times! I can't wait for the weather to warm in efforts to put my gift to use!<br /><br />After letting our dinner digest just a bit, we decided to head out to Lincoln Park Zoo, all bundled up (some of us in our animal hats), in efforts to take in the light sites. Despite the cold, I was content to be in good company, and was warmed by the blessings of good friends, and holiday lights. I have to say however, while the lights, music, animal and ice exhibits were amazing, the best part of the outing was turning around and seeing ourselves in a "Fun House" mirror as much shorter and "squatty" versions of ourselves, we all laughed out loud with full belly chuckles.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:Arial;">Before heading home, there was one last stop to make and that was for cupcakes at the infamous Molly's Cupcakes on Clark. Though the store was too crowded and we were too full, neither stopped us from picking out cupcakes to be savored later. A "Ron Bennington", Blueberry Cheesecake, and Chocolate Decadence followed us home for the night. Once home, the cupcakes were set aside and the couch was over taken by three tired site-seers who now chose to relax and warm themselves with a drink or two, and the holiday classic Rudolph the Red-nose Reindeer. The glow of the Christmas tree added to the dosage of holiday cheer.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:Arial;">All too quickly the movie ended and coats were being put on to face the drive home (thankfully, I got to stay put!). As we said our good-byes I wished my friends a safe ride home and proceeded to change into my jammies. I stayed up a bit longer waiting for text confirmations that the arrived home safely and shortly after, I put myself to bed to dream of lights, and living "cage free"!<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:Arial;">Thanks B-Rob and Brown Bear!!! </p></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4861315228726388538.post-47532990972213607592011-12-08T20:40:00.000-08:002011-12-08T21:30:52.511-08:00Day 342 - Wine<span style="font-family:arial;">Tonight I had a date with a current friend, and 3 complete strangers and loved it! I'm so glad I took a chance and joined the "Girls About Town" Meet Up group in efforts to try new things (like wine tasting) and meet new people.<br /><br />Upon arrival at the wine shop, Provenance, I met up with my girlfriend and wasn't quite sure how the night would go...it was just the two of us, and there should have been 7. As I always have a good time with my girl, I didn't really mind if it ended up being just the two of us, however that wasn't the point of the night. As the minutes passed, another Girl About Town arrived and the three of us began tasting wine. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">The shop workers, and the wine distributor hosting the tasting were friendly and knowledgeable, but the wine? Wow. I was not impressed with the wine choices at all! Now, don't get me wrong, I do not know a lot about wine, but I'm not quite sure how one creates a wine that tastes like a combination of dirt and cough syrup and expect it to fly off the shelf. To each their own I suppose. The wine tasting was not a total loss, however. As we milled around the store, other girls showed up and I found a recommended sparkling Shiraz that I chose to purchase. Fingers crossed the "sparkling" is sweet and over comes the typical Shiraz dryness.<br /><br />After the tasting and shopping we walked around the corner and headed to Garcia's, a (new for me) Mexican restaurant. As we walked down Lincoln in the heart of Lincoln Square, we couldn't help but take notice of all the quaint shops, and hopefully we remember which ones we want to return to. In addition, we even saw Santa on the corner, but I'm not quite what he was spreading as he didn't seem that full of holiday cheer.<br /><br />Once at dinner, surrounded by too many bowls of chips and dip, awesome conversation ensued. It was great to hear so many life stories and experiences similar to my own. (Finally, validation I am not the only one who goes through some of the crap I've been through - it's <strong><em>not</em></strong> just me!). Compliments, votes of confidence and encouragement flowed, followed by new proposals for future hang outs. The night flew by all too fast and before I knew it, our check was being divided up and it was time to head home. We hugged and said our good-byes, and this Girl About Town drove home to put her Sparkling Shiraz on ice and blog all about the fun she had. Can't wait til the next meet up, but for now it's off to bed as I've got yet another Friday off tomorrow, and I need to rest up for my pending dinner guests! </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4861315228726388538.post-65140895098209000712011-12-07T10:44:00.000-08:002011-12-07T10:57:17.022-08:00Day 341 - Chat<span style="font-family:arial;">I said I would, and I did. I will be officially joining a deaf chat group this coming weekend (I'm already RSVPd!). I'm scared that my signing skills are not up to snuff to participate with other signers, but practice makes perfect (eventually) right? I'll keep you all posted with updates afterwards...wish me luck!</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0