“Being late, or failing to do something I said I would do, makes me sweaty and nauseous. So I meet the deadlines I make, and don't make plans if I think I can't stick to them. Because I make sure to follow through on my own word, it frustrates me when others can't follow through on theirs.”—Zoe / XO Jane
Your entire nervous system may be shattered by a fit of anger. It is best to watch your mind for signs of irritability. Anger can be overcome by developing the positive counter-attitude of patience. With repetition anger gains strength; by checking your anger you strengthen your will.
The Essential Guide to Chakras
Things I continue to work on - developing my “silent witness” - smiling more. Showing patience with my surroundings and myself.
Done with weigh-ins for records! -victory laugh of freedom- ha haaa!
I rang in at 106.4 lbs. ;) So I haven’t gained much at all. Woo! :)
I think I’m done with restricting. I mean, obviously it’s not something that I’m just going to be able to forever say “I’m done with” because it’s not that simple; but I had originally made a plan of restricting that I could do after all my weigh-ins were done.
But the truth is, I just don’t want to.
Yes, there are parts of me that want to restrict and that say “stop eating” or “if you want to look…” or “if you want to be…”, but it doesn’t make me happy. It’s not going to make me happy.
I’m not ready to stop weighing myself, even though I know what’s best for me. Part of me would love to lose weight, but that is not my aim. I would be happy to simply maintain this weight, even if it meant gaining a couple of pounds to look slimmer with muscle. The idea of gaining is terrifying; I’m not going to try to do that either.
I suppose it’s a “let the chips fall where they may” sort of situation with my weight, though I pray the chips fall lower…
Anyhow, I’m going to start working on my living / fitness / healthy eating plans right now! Ta-ta! :)
I'm a Christian.
There, I said it.
What does that make you think?
That I will judge you and condemn you to hell if you don’t change your wicked ways? That I think I’m better than you because I’m guaranteed a straight shot to heaven? That I am gonna shove Jesus down your throat until you gag?
No. I’m not.
I’m not the greatest christian around. I can admit that. All sin is equal in God’s eyes.
But I have my faith. And as messed up as I am at utilizing and strengthening it, it’s dear to me.
So please don’t downplay it as the decision to follow something that doesn’t exist. As some desperate attempt to find meaning or excuses or to make myself righteous.
Have an open mind.
I honestly respect people of every faith, or even people with a lack thereof. You have that choice. You are able to express it and believe it in as much as you like.
But that doesn’t mean you should go around bashing Christianity or any other kind of religion. Just because you don’t believe doesn’t mean someone else doesn’t have to.
I don’t speak for everyone. There are always radicals, always people who use faith as an excuse or a justification to their cruel ways.
But I respect that you don’t share my faith. I will accept you as you are, just as God intended me to. Because I am certainly no judge.
I’m a Christian. Those words are so binding nowadays and I’m so sad to see it.
I can only pray and do my best to live a life that proves those stereotypes and those biases wrong. To live a life that represents the kind of person God intended me to be through His Word.
If I can change just one person’s opinion about Christians, that would be enough.
Cuz then I’m doing something right…..
“I would rather live my life as if there is a God and die to find out there isn’t, than live my life as if there isn’t and die to find out there is.” -Albert Camus
Just saying. ;)
Just something to put out there
I’m 5’ 5”, 190 pounds ,42-31-44, wear a US14
I’m not dainty or petite or bony. I have broad shoulders and wide hips. I have a belly and a big butt lol and my thighs are big. The only things bony on me are my clavicles and my wrists and my hands. I’m curvy all the way around it though.
You can call me fat and whatever but that’s just the way it is. But I’m perfectly healthy as I am.
I’m just saying that maybe I need to be easier on myself on how I look and how much I think people want me to look. I’ve finally realized that some women aren’t meant to be 100 pounds and you’re not not beautiful if you aren’t. Women are beautiful whatever shape and size.
I am a hypocritical person
I don’t want to be, but I know I am. I can’t tell you why, I just am. I tell everyone that they should believe in themselves and that they have to believe that they are an amazing person yet I can’t believe that in myself. I tell everyone they should be happy in who they are and how they are and that they have no reason to be insecure. Yet I’m insecure as hell! I guess I just want everyone else to be happy. I think I care more about other people more than I care about myself. It’s not that I’m not happy, I am happy. I’ve just always been shy and insecure and those things don’t seem to want to go away. But I’m trying. I’m trying to be less hard on myself. I’m trying to be less hypocritical.
I’m trying to be better.
Saturday is a go!
I decided that I definitely needed to give David a break from all the girly crap we’ve been doing. We’ve seen a lot of apartments, a lot of furniture and a lot of DIY shows. So to attempt to be a good wife and make him happy, I’m planning Saturday for him. I’m going to make him breakfast, get everything ready then we’re going to a gun and knife show in the afternoon. We’ll get an early dinner where he can eat something other than my fish and rice haha then head to the rodeo.
Then Sunday I’m ruining it again because we’re bug bombing the apartment and I’ll need his help to clean everything after but whatever.