Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Never Done




Where can I find an endless day?
Where can I find a clock that never runs out of time?
Make the coffee, change the diaper,
No don’t touch that,
You cannot sit on the cat!
Dinner in five minutes
Bills are paid
Got an A on this assignment
Only 8075 more to go till graduation.
To do lists that roll over each week like unused minutes of a phone plan.
Each day closer yet so far from being done
Where are my socks?
Some days I want to scream,
Run away from it all,
No I am not mom or wife or student today…
Damn yes I got the email and can we postpone the meeting till next Thursday?
Not mom, volunteer, wife, or student….just me.
But my whole world is them and all I do.
Give me ten, I can do this….
I am feeling that fire again,
There is a lot to say,
I am a writer far from done…
No more bottling,
No more hiding.
But without the chaos
I am lost and feel empty.
Bring it on!!
After all this time,
I am back bitches!!!
Got lots to say,
Today I will get my just five more minutes to think….
I am putting to paper all the thoughts swirling round and round.
Because I am never done!

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Crazy?
Yes!
Huge leap of faith?
Most definitely!
Best act of crazy in my life time?
Oh hell yes!
Found everything I never knew I wanted.
Sweet, charming, funny, hardworking.
Assholeish tendencies…
But all mine.
 Saved me from myself,
Loved me for all I could be,
Not just the broken shell presented to him.
Embraces all that I am,
Strive to be,
Even when I don’t know myself.
Imperfectly perfect?
Oh yes, but together we have it all.
Not always fun and games,
But always lots of laughter!
Struggles like any other to establish,
With so much ease people think I am making up our
Incredibly unconventional fairy tale.
Almost four years and this
Perfectly imperfect man,
Is truly bringing out the best in me.
Life got in the way,
But each day a little stronger as a couple,
Then we were yesterday.
Lots of fish in the sea,
But that is my koi fish.
You may have read fifty shades of gray,
But touch my fish,
You will see fifty shades of crazy.
So surreal to think.
All this madness and intrigue started from
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Loveable Monster

Dear lovable monster in a toddler body,
Mommy loves you…
But please stop chasing the cat,
No you cannot have cookies for breakfast,
Sure please lay in the floor and scream
Because I took a second and half to long
-to find the blue cup
-the right “bunny” yogurt
-will not let you play Picasso on my washer.
-we have to leave in an hour not right now.
And I will answer the question why six hundred and seventy-five times by 9 am!
But all that is worth it when you grab my neck and squeeze and say
I love you Mommy!
Worth it when you sing to me all the songs I have been singing to you
-ABc’s, twinkle, twinkle, Elmo’s song, and let’s not forget
-Get Lucky, Radioactive, and the ever popular Glee rendition of Pompeii!
And who can forget the adorableness of grabbing my hands screaming
DANCE PARTY Mommy!!!
Dinner time is a battle but if I can get a hot dog and a sip of milk in you
MOMMY SUCCESS!!!
While it is tiring,
The look in your eyes when you discover something new-
The way you brush your hands off and exclaim we done
After picking up two toys surrounded by a dozen more-
And that last sleepy eyed I love you before you finally snuggle in and fall asleep.
I would never trade a single moment of being your mommy...
You won’t be little long,
And as anything else-
This phase shall pass… You adorable little monster in a toddlers body!!!
Love, your amazed tired mommy

In the midst of chaos



So many words,
To many topics
How do I decide on just one…
Just wanna write,
But a blog, a poem, or hell to start on the novel…
Chaos in my head and no concrete place to start.
Is it a good thing?
Maybe…
Know it is not a bad thing!!!
All over the place…
Jump from project to project…
Ohhhh a cook book would be fun…
Slow down mind the fingers cannot keep up!
Don’t forget there is a paper and assignments due next week too…
FUCKKKKK
I know, let’s make a list…
And work on one thing at a time…
No no no….just not us!!
We need to do all at one time.
Let’s bounce back and forth…
But you know none will ever make you famous…
I do not care,
Not looking for fame,
Just looking to have just one say…
You inspire me!!!
Just looking for one person to say,
That was an awesome read….
To hell with money and lights….
I don’t want to lose myself in the mess,
Don’t want any other deadlines,
And damn sure don’t want to be put under pressure to write.
So for today…
I will write…
Maybe a little,
Maybe a lot….
Just gonna write and see what comes out.
Wrangle in some of the chaos,
Stay tuned,
Not even I know what is next!!

Love

Love,
Simple,
Unending,
Warm….
When you find it,
You just know…
It is home,
It is a happy ending,
It is perfect imperfection.
Not always easy,
Not always hard,
Just is…
We long for it,
We have it,
We fall in it,
We fall out of it….
Then we find,
Our person,
Our lobster,
Just Ours…
When it clicks,
There is that,
There you are moment.
That moment you never forget,
That aha moment…
When it is all just simply,
Love

Furthest thing from dieting...but I gotta!!!


 In the past few weeks I have had so much on my mind, it is crazy!!! I have been writing poetry, papers, and I am blogging like I am getting paid to do this.
There is one topic I keep coming back to. It is the message I want to send to my daughter. I want her to be, fearless, I want her to be independent, I want her to be fierce, but above all else I want her to be her. I personally am going through a shift in who I am, I am questioning things about me I have never thought to question. I am slowly waking up from a sleep I have been in for almost six years. This will probably be one of my most revealing blogs ever. So let me put a disclaimer here...my language is gonna get rough, my thought process may be scattered, but as always it is me...read on if you dare!!!

Six years ago this October I lost my mother. While our relationship was never perfect, it was amazing. My mother was a woman, you did not want to piss off, but you wanted her in your corner. She had a magic about her. You had to know her, to get her. I have always been told I look like her, a lot say I remind them of her in personality and the way I raise my daughter.
 I have not felt it, but there is a spark coming back. When I lost her, I shut down. Each year I spend with my husband and his family, and talking to other family members I feel it getting stronger. I honestly think that I was angry. I have been angry, not sad, not depressed, but angry. Angry she wasn't around to watch my sisters grow up, angry she is not here for me while I develop into being a mom and wife, and angry she is not here for her grand kids. It is not fair....I was 28 turning 29, the baby was 16....we never even got to say good bye, it was sudden. There is/was so much anger in me, I can't process it. Or I couldn't, I couldn't fathom how we, all five of us, would survive. I couldn't wrap my head around how this new reality was good for me. I stopped....just stopped and every time I tried to restart...I stumbled, I failed, I pretty much gave up. I went through the motions, I went through what looked like I was healing, but I wasn't I was compressing....and it is time to stop it. I can't succeed, because I can't feel. I may look okay, I may act okay, but in my inner core I am protesting and there is a side of me that honestly could give two fucks...has not one single fuck to give about what the rest of me wants. Well, I am done being angry at her, at the universe, at whatever decided this was a good idea. I am done letting that anger have such a hold one me...that I honestly...I have had a failure to launch. I want MORE. I want to feel whole again, and while I will never have my Mom back in body, I have her every-time I look in the mirror. Every time I open my mouth to talk to my daughter. Emotions are a bitch...but we all got'em. some have better control over them then others...I obviously have some kind of a hold on them...but I tend to run from them, push them down, and add them to the one day I will deal...today is the day. Today I forgive the universe for the curve ball it threw me...I forgive my mother for leaving way to soon...she is around....I can feel her.
To be quite honest as I sit here and write this, I feel a weight lifting? I feel a calmness I have not found or felt in a long long time. I am taking a page from my mother's book....from here on out, no more compressing, it is not healthy and it is not how I want my daughter to feel. I want an openness with her that I did get with my mother in my adult years.

I was raised by a strong woman, she had her faults, but she had so many strengths. I know many strong women, I surround myself with them. I do not have time or the energy to be around those that do not have the power to adapt and over come their situation., and I am going to try like hell to raise my daughter to be one. Luckily I discovered this now, before she is old enough to truly understand how broken her mother was. No more victim, no more anger, no more resentment. I want the old me back...fearless, determine, and absolutely confident in who I am. My time is now...the is no way I can ever ever get back to that dark place I was in for so long.
 So here is the long and short of it....I am turning the page. I am who I am. I am writer at heart and I am changing the name of the blog...we are now truly in the midst of chaos that is my mind. It is no longer about strictly dieting and weight loss. I am combing all of my old blog posts from everyone but Psycho Mama...I am shutting down all the rest of them. I am gonna be talking about whatever comes to mind and whatever I need to get out. I am hoping that y'all stick with me on this journey. It is destined to be a wild ride!

I refuse to be defined by any labels anymore, I am me...I am Audie. Stick around....I guarantee you ain't seen shit yet!!!!















Until next time....

Me!

Monday, February 16, 2015

Unplugging


 Hello all!!! This blog was wrote in pieces over a few days that I actually logged out of Facebook...GASP!!!! There is that option, buried down under a lot of stuff we never check. It is weird to not have my phone or my tablet buzzing every few minutes with game requests, with notifications, and not thinking about posting every five minutes. BUT it was needed. I think I may do this once a week. You see, I did something weird, I focused on me and my family right here in front of me. I also got a lot of my to do list done.

 I started thinking about doing this because I felt like I was constantly updating or wondering what everyone was up to. I am an hour into it at this point and I all ready feel a calming affect. Now for some of us, social media is our link to the outside world...I get that and I have a lot of friends on there who I turn to and a few support groups for the health issues I deal with. It is best to talk to ones that relate sometimes. The more I thought about unplugging the nicer is sounded. I also needed a recharge. I needed to cut the cord. I needed this because I want to return to my writing roots.
 I am an old school writer. Give me pen, paper, a music source, and headphones. DO NOT forget the coffee, that is all I need to write. I also like doing this outdoors, but the cold is not allowing that...for now. I have so much bubbling inside of me, it is driving me mad. For some you ask, well why you have the blog, and school papers, and of course the ever popular status updates....it is not where I want to explode. See I have a novel fighting to get out, but it never fails, when I start writing, something pulls me away. So I am going to find a way to cut that cord once and for all. I am deeming Sunday's...silent Sunday. From here till forever. Sunday is the one day of the week, I will be writing, focusing on my mental health, and welcoming back the writer inside me. Now we all know blogs and all will be posted on random days, but Sunday's is reserved for my novel and my family.
 I think that this will help not only my creative side, but my mental health, and will spill over into my weight loss as well. I have said it numerous times, this is the year to put it all into perspective...35 is my magic number. I am looking forward to posting beginning and ending numbers for 2015. I am also excited to see where the year takes me with my writing and my friendships and other relationships. This is a year in constant change, and for once, I am not scared of it. More later....time to start my to do list after some brunch!

So on to day 2 of my unplugging experiment. I hopped on a few times yesterday to check to make sure there were no pressing issues, I found none. Just had to put my seal of approval on a few hand made things I have coming in next week. I have found I am calmer. Well, except for my husband's phone bill...3 transfers and found out that I double paid my phone bill and did not pay my husband's, but we got that squared away. Boost is probably the best phone company I have ever dealt with. It also showed me I need this unplugging at least once a week.
I also took some time and looked at all my blog posts from through out the almost three years I have been doing this and I will surpass 2013 entries by the end of March easily. I also have found that I do not have near as many readers as I used to...time ti figure out how to amp up my readers again. I do think that fact I only had 9 total for 2013 is one reason many fell off, but I will get them back...not sure how, but I will get them back.
Yesterday I got some of the stuff on my too do list done, I spent some time playing a few games with husband, had a few dance parties with my daughter, and I went to bed at 10:00pm!!! I also feel like yuck, got whatever my daughter had for a few days last week. But I will be kicking it out in a few days....meds and hot tea and icy hot to the rescue! I also found that by unplugging I actually was more focused on the here and now. My daughter loved all the play time and my hubby enjoyed my attention. I think the biggest reason for doing this, I found I was more focused on what was going on in the virtual world then in my life. I was more worried about a notification on my phone then what someone was saying to me. I wanted to break the cycle. I did not want to do the deactivating thing because I have a few groups and pages that I admin or co admin, there is a need for Facebook in my life. Just not every 2.5 minutes. I think I may actually keep my tablet and my computer logged off and just keep my phone logged in all the time, but I am going to find a way to cut down on the amount of notifications.

Now I want to say, there is nothing wrong with being on Facebook, there is nothing wrong with posting 75 times a day. I know I post more pictures of my kiddo then some, this is how I let distant family watch her grow up and stay a part of her life. BUT I caught myself falling into the trap of posting every move I was making. Sometimes I do it to let people know, hey not ignoring you just busy. Sometimes it was just a venting place, and as my status' got longer, the more I realized, I needed to take a time out. I needed to just breathe and cut the cords for a few days. This has been a refreshing few days and look forward to my once a week time out. I also am putting together a new blog completely for my writing. I won't be posting it in the notes on Facebook anymore.  Check out In the midst of Chaos http://chaoshasanewhome.blogspot.com/2015/02/never-done.html For the new home of my poetry.
SO here is my challenge to my readers...cut the cords one day a week. One day, that is it. Reconnect with the real world, the family that surrounds you. How many of you can do it? How many can go 24 hours without social media and just be social? I know it has been a struggle for me, but feel every week will get easier. So with that I am signing off to jump into all of the craziness that is finals week and all the work that it entails. Until Next time....
Happy Dieting!!!

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