Fresh Squeezed

Every morning I’m greeted with a tight hug and a pleasant, “good morning, how did you sleep.” This morning this wonderful husband of mine and the great father of our children greeted his family with fresh squeezed orange juice. Are you wondering or asking yourself what’s so special about orange juice?

It’s not really about the orange juice, not at all. It’s about the time he takes or carves out of his busy morning to ensure we have a great start to our morning. It’s about meditation while doing something he loves. It’s about ensuring we know he loves us and thinks about us above all else. It’s really all about love and loving his family. It’s all about us.

Orange Juice

Snowy Sunday

A lovely post from The Ravenously Disappearing Woman.
“I think the secret to life is as simple and pure as the snow gently drifting in my driveway”

The Ravenously Disappearing Woman 2.0

We’re under yet another winter storm warning, but I’m not complaining.  I think my husband and I need a day to relax. I’ve realized, since my weight loss, that I’ve become quite accustomed to my days being filled with a constant flurry (no pun intended towards the falling snow outside my window) of activities.

In fact, with my birthday being a month away, I was mentally comparing my life now to a year ago:

  • Nearly a year ago today, I was excited to be wearing a brand new pair of size 18, skinny, jeans to my birthday party.  This was a welcome change from the size 24 pants that I’d worn to my first weigh in at the bariatric center.
  • As only a  three-month veteran of my weight loss program, I cautiously approached every sip, or bite, of food that I ingested and monitored every calorie I burned at the gym.
  • My self-confidence was a newly burgeoning entity experiencing so much for the…

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Ice

I’m trying to be positive about ice. I’m trying to find something good to say about icy weather. So here are my thoughts….

I love ice in my drinks. Whether its summer time or winter, I like ice in my drinks. I LOVE ice cream

Icy weather brings more togetherness in our family. No one is rushing out the door during icy cold weather. We snuggle more. We cook more. We play more games. We talk more. We go out less which means we spend less.

Icy weather is great! What do you do during bad weather that you normally don’t do when the weather is bright, sunny, and warm?

A Drive Through Mississinewa Reservoir

A drive through Mississinewa Reservoir in Indiana and we discovered some beautiful scenery and photographic opportunities. The road looked more treacherous than what it was. This was a pretty nice quiet drive with no traffic and other people in sight. No radio to distract our thoughts, just us and nature.

 

1 Reservoir Road

It’s amazing what you can see and notice if you just sit still long enough or drive slowly enough. The two animals that caught my attention were the bald eagle and an adorable raccoon. I was able to capture a few shots of each. Warning: they are a bit blurred. I believe the eagles we did see were aware we were there and watching. The one perched higher up and through the branches kept turning his head back and forth as if he/she knew we were there.

The raccoon was adorable, I’m not sure if this was a small one or large one as half the body was hidden. These little adorable creatures are destructive if they get into an abandoned building or say a house that is left unattended while you travel through China. However, perched up on the tree, he does look harmless and cute.

1 Raccoon

2 Raccoon

 

What else did I discover? I discovered I need a new lens. The Nikon 70-300MM F/4.5-5.6G VR sounds like the next step. If you have other suggestions, please let me know as I am just learning and love the hobby.

Have a wonderful day. Be still and enjoy some quiet time and solitude, be one with nature and yourself. Hugs!

 

Hand Over Hand – by Mike Smyth

At the edge of hopelessness, when all seems to be lost, the universe throws into your life the right person at just the right time. The knot at the end of your rope which provides the encouragement to start climbing and to not look down into the interminable abyss. A voice that is right there with you cheering you on, telling you,” You can do this, one hand over the other, don’t look up, don’t look down, just one hand over the other, that’s it, keep going!”
Inspired by a, Long Distance Love Bomb

This photo was taken at the Great Wall in Beijing, China by our 14 year old daughter while hiking in the area with a group of students and fantastic teachers.

This photo was taken at the Great Wall in Beijing, China by our 14 year old daughter while hiking in the area with a group of students and fantastic teachers.

My husband is participating in a writing class. Out of the class and encouragement by so many, his writing has evolved into more than just beautiful words. Today, his post on FB was so encouraging to me that I decided to share it with you (with his permission of course). Please enjoy.

Art of Words

Yeah I believe in words, I believe that words can inspire. I believe that word can divide. I believe that words can unite. I believe all art has the ability to do this…..I believe we all need to find our medium to connect with each other!

A quote by Mike Smyth

Thinking Man

A Lotus, Compass Rose, and An Om Sign

My mother told me I had a chameleon soul, no moral compass pointing due north, no fixed personality; just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide and as wavering as the ocean.”
Lana Del Rey

Our oldest daughter loves tattoos. She says its her way of expressing her artistic personality and tells a story of different stages in her life. Roger Price did an awesome job with what she was wanting. He was able to incorporate the lotus and om with the compass rose. A huge shout out to Roger who works for Filament Tattoo Co. in Wabash, Indiana. I appreciate and respect Roger’s talent with a tattoo gun.

As her mum, I have a different opinions of course. I don’t like so many tattoos on her body. Although, I think this is the largest and most obvious one she has. There’s no hiding it. I do wonder what her tattooed body will look like when she is old and wrinkly. I think I’m just a tad bit old-fashioned. I think they are beautiful on other people, just not my own daughters. 🙂

Do you have tattoos and what do you think of them?

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