The Mean, Green, 2018!

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Welcome everyone to the New Year!

I know its a little behind. And there are always excuses for this. But I am honestly going to work on a more regular schedule for this blogging. We shall see where that goes.

To Recap: 2017 was both awesome and crazy of a year. Our kiddo turn 1 in August and he had many first events including giggling, crawling, walking and running. Yep-we’ve got a toddler folks! He’s still adorable as ever. Now he just makes your heart jump out of your chest as he runs down the hallway or tries to climb the sofa or recliner. Slow down kid!

2017 was also the beginning of me finally getting a chance to address my health. As previous posts have indicated… I have PCOS or Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome. It is a hormonal disorder where my ovary look like they have theese “cysts” (and some women can have actually cysts) causing me to not release an egg each month (aka not ovluating.) This is why conceiving was so hard and emotional for me.  It is also what causes my excessive hair growth, my overweight-ness despite working out a lot in previous years, trying the “nth” number diet only to lose little weight. BUT this year i actually lost 56lbs following my OBGYN’s suggestions to give up gluten, sugar and now going ketogenic. I’m meeting with her right before Lent to suggest some of the things I am going to talk about now.

So — for 2018 here are my goals (not resolutions, but going to accomplish things)

  1. get out of Debt: Shawn and I have a plan for this and prefer to keep that between us as much as possible. I admit I have spending problems but lets face it… one of the FEW girly things I enjoy is shopping and the thrill of something new and fun
  2. Get On with PCOS — while I have been doing a lot, I want to keep this momentum going. mostly because if Shawn and I want to consider any future children (which is a discussion best kept between us as well), I will need to be healthy and have a better grasp on my PCOS issues. I know things now, have a lost enough to make a differnce. My specific goal is to lose the additional 60 pounds to reach my “ideal weight” and go more gluten free/dairy free/unprocessed as much as possible. I don’t want to be on anyone’s “high risk” any longer. WHY? – for the sake of my son. I want to be here when he’s 30 or 35 or whenever. I want the most out of life with him and Shawn. Managing my PCOS also includes emotional health, physical health and pyschological health. While pregnant, I played the “pregnancy” card for a long time. Because I couldn’t get a grasp on myself. It made me bitter…and that sucked. I want more than that.
  3. Get going on work goals — I prefer not to discuss too many of these details either. But I have some very specific things I want to reach at work. Since I worked hard to bring myself up from being out on leave last year. I want 2018 to only look 10x better than 2017.

 

What are your goals? Do you get specific, general, or don’t even plan? Share with others about goals you have met and goals you are struggling with. Reach for it!

 

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Life Happens

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So here it is. January 2nd. I had planned and outlined this wonderful idea (at least I THOUGHT it was wonderful) where I would write and talk about traditional Christmas carols or holiday songs and then go through the 12 days of Christmas with the song and it’s history.

And then life happened.

On December 11th, I got in a car accident. Someone turning left out of a driveway didn’t see me and hit my husband’s car. I wasn’t seriously injured (only the strongest stiffness I ever felt) and my son not his seat were not in the car. But the accident still totaled my husband’s Impala. So we spent a week handling the claim, week getting a new car and then celebrating Christmas and New Years.

So yeah, life happened.

And while it made holidays with my family much sweeter…i am sad i didn’t get to explore holiday songs.

Staying Warm

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Moving on…this week should provide for an exciting mix of songs. Not only is Chanukah starting this week… but I may start looking at a few more non traditional songs.

For today though, here is the last of good ol’ Christmas songs.

Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire

I personally like the Nat King Cole version of this song. And occasionally the parody versions are ridiculous and silly. But I think it just gives you that warming feeling of snuggling up with a cup of coco and smelling Christmas from the tree. After all, it’s official name is “The Christmas Song”

The wiki has a ton of information about the many renditions and singers so I’m just going to leave this here:

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Christmas_Song

…and have a merry Christmas!

Second Sunday in Advent

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This weeks theme is peace. At least the way I remember it growing up.

Sadly enough, there are not enough songs specifically about Peace on earth. Grant it my favorite Disney movie talks about peace in the opening credits it’s a layover for silent night.

So I decided to look at another trans siberian orchestra song.

Prince of Peace.

This is one of their solo peices that adds in Hark the Herald Angels sing. But it’s the story of the nativity from the eyes of a mom. At least that’s how I see it. “A mother lays her newborn”… and it’s the soft beginnings of the one day prince who will bring peace to the world. Here at the lyrics and hopefully on this second Sunday of advent we can remember a little something that we all need.

“The Prince Of Peace”

In the middle of a forest

There’s a clearing by a stream

Where a mother holds her newborn

And the child begins to dream

And he dreams of hopes unspoken

When the tears of man will cease

And his mother holds him closer

For he is the Prince of peace

Let the bells ring out these tidings

Let it echo across the land

That a king is born in Bethlehem

And his kingdom is at hand

Let the world rejoice together

As it looks upon the stars

Knowing every man’s our brother

And that every child is ours

Hark, the herald angels sing

Glory to the newborn king

Peace on earth and mercy mild

God and sinners reconciled

Glory all ye nations rise

Join the triumph of the skies

With the heavenly host proclaim

Christ is born in Bethlehem

Hark, the herald angels sing

Glory to the newborn king

In the middle of a forest

There’s a clearing by a stream

Where a mother holds her newborn

And the child begins to dream

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Caroling caroling

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While Christmas bells are ringing… I’m moving on from Santa to decorations. I know for me holidays get started when the tinsel is hung, the tree is lit and the lights trim the houses on the streets. And this song also is one of those simple songs I pictured singing around the piano

So #9 Deck The Halls

I found out that this is originally a Welsh carol meant more for New Years. I was reading the wiki and found some interesting comments, mainly this paragraph:

“Originally, carols were dances and not songs. The accompanying tune would have been used as a setting for any verses of appropriate metre. Singers would compete with each other, verse for verse—known as canu penillion dull y De (“singing verses in the southern style”). Consequently, tunes originally used to accompany carols became separated from the original dances, but were still referred to as “carols” (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deck_the_Halls )

Set deck the halls is a good childish dance that despite its monotone characteristics, can be an enjoyable little too

What?!?! Agh!!!

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But I was a child, there were a few songs like kind of freaked me out. One of them was the song I picked for today! It is a song that coming downstairs on Christmas Eve finding Santa getting a kiss from your own mother. Now, I don’t know if this was a message about how daddy could dress up as Santa Claus or that Santa Claus is so attractive and so friendly that he draws in your own mother. Either way, it’s disturbing. Maybe this is why I didn’t like the song… And frankly some of the versions of it kind of creepy as well. But, here we are, today’s song:

I saw mommie kissing Santa Claus

So I looked up some research on this song… And it appears it was written by Jimmy Boyd when he was only 13. This explains the goofy discovery of the song and I think it truly is about maybe discovering that Santa Claus isn’t real. Or at least a big fat white bearded dude in a red suit. And I’m okay with that.

The struggle is real: keto diet

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So in efforts to both struggle and enjoy my ketogenic diet, I thought I would spend a blog entry venting a little about some of the things I miss now that I can’t eat them.

Ketogenic diet  with nutrition diagram written on a note.

So one of the biggest things I miss is bread. Not pasta; not soy sauce. Fluffy white or crispy toasted bread.  I absolutely love the smell of pretzels, of cinnamon rolls and sugar. Of cupcakes. Yep–even plain fresh baking bread. It just drives me nuts. If for just one day– I would devour all the bread I could eat. But yeah–that would probably damage me for life. I can dream, right? And ironically every time It think about having a little…I get worried i’m going to have a night in the bathroom or be sick. And I don’t want that. I prefer just not eating it.

That being said–the second thing I do miss is copious amounts of sugar. As in i would eat icing out of the can regularly beforehand. Cookies. Candy. Yum Yum. I could even be gluten free and still enjoy a ton of sugar. But again, I think of how my body can’t process it and how much damage I did eating straight sugar so I am okay living this one on the side. The only thing I get frustrated is learning all the things that have high levels of sugar that I didn’t expect. Like BBQ sauce. Or even coleslaw. Fraps and smoothies and Jamba juice. Tons and tons of sugar. ::sigh::  I’ll be alright. I’ve learned to let it go.

Finally–if I could give up these two things. I would probably want to be able to enjoy rice. When i was in college I used to cook rice in a rice cooker and cover it in butter and pepper for dinner. As I got older– I added spices and sauces but whenever I was depressed, a good big bowl of white jasmine rice and butter.

In regards to missing actions. I think the biggest thing I miss is being able to go out and get anything to eat. Taco Bell, Del Taco, Jack in the Box, you name it. Drinking milkshakes, eating french fries and tacos. Yep–i wish I could do it all. But then I think about how that always made me feel and I back away from it very quickly. My only small goal is if I have a good doctor’s report in February- Shawn and I are going to enjoy a heart-shaped pizza for Valentine’s Day. And maybe a milkshake in the morning and taco bell for lunch. For One day.