Did ya quit?

So a couple people asked me recently if I "quit my blog."  To be honest, I didn't really know what to say back.  Did I quit?  I don't often consider myself a quitter.  Then I was like, "Oh shit, did I quit?"  Then, while still awkwardly talking to myself, I realized that I did.  I quit at a lot of things.

I quit spreading positivity the way that I had been for quite some time.  I quit following through on ALL my generous impulses, they were becoming few and far between.  I quit taking care of my body and my mind to the best of my ability.  I quit putting my best effort into all of my relationships.  I quit loving my body that I had worked so hard for and started to find every flaw in it, again.  I quit having that do anything/go anywhere/seat of the pants attitude that I had honestly grown to love.  I quit giving and loving recklessly.

Why?

Well, I kinda lost hope.  I told myself I had it, and I smiled and told other people I did too, but I didn't.  I had plans, perfect plans, to start my perfect family with my perfect man who I had been through so much with.  But, it turns out my plans didn't line up with anyone else's.  My timeline was different than the one I should have.  And that made me angry.  Anyone who knows me well enough (especially my husband) knows that if I want something I'll get it.  I'll work for it, persuade someone, I'll be persistent enough to get that thing that I want.  And up until now I've been able to do just that with hard work and determination.  Then this one thing comes along that I want so very much and feel so very ready for and I can't have it.  Other people can, close friends of mine can, friends that I wanted to share the journey with can…why can't I?  And why can't I fight and be persistent and have what I want when I want?

I sure as fuck don't know the answer, and that makes me angry and resentful, but I'm doing my best to focus my energy on the things that I CAN control.  To spend the time and effort on the relationships that matter to me.  To be the loving wife, daughter, sister and friend I take pride in being.  And maybe somewhere along the way I'll find something else.  Til then I'll just keep telling myself there's a reason for it, and I'm sure there is and I just haven't seen it yet.  Kinda like that movie Frozen…I feel like I'm the last soul on earth that hasn't seen that fucking thing.  Can someone let me borrow it?

Get Motivated

Every once in a while I watch a video that hits home and makes me wanna make moves.  Years ago, I lost my job and watched this Lemonade Movie.  And it maybe resulted me in smiling a lot and painting my office yellow, I kid you not.  Today I have one that my dear friends Melissa and Lee shared with me that I, in turn, wanna share with you.

While it's hardcore, sports-themed nature made me wanna impale my monitor with my keyboard, kick over my chair and walk out of this bitch (don't worry, I didn't) I loved the overall message.  I love the thought that it's never going to be the right time and the notion that we're all given the same time and just need to figure out how to use it to our best advantage.  Enough rambling, watch it and tell me what you think…?  Here's the link in case it doesn't show up below on your phone.

Now go do something you've been putting off.  Preferably with a big fuckin smile on your face.

Spaghetti Arms

Now I'll start by saying I made terrible horrible no good very bad eating choices this weekend, but I had a great time with some great company and that always wins for me. Friday night was spent a few houses up with my favorite neighbor, Jess, for a girls night. This included BBQ from an awesome place in our little town, a few beers and Mean Girls (which I hadn't seen in forever)! Oh yeah, and some snuggly dogs, not unlike mine. It was exactly what I needed after what felt like a never ending week!

Saturday afternoon we went on a Saturdate. Our friends Melissa (blind date #2) and Lee took a break from producing my favorite tear jerker wedding videos and met us for a double date! We met for a movie at the most crowded mall I've ever seen where I'm convinced someone was giving away happy endings or something equally amazing that would draw such a crowd.  After dinner we got some burgers and beers (told you, bad), then walked around a casino aimlessly while I sang, "One of these things is not like the other ones…" in my head.  Those places are incredibly weird as are the crowds they attract.  The machines wouldn't take my money, even when I tried.  To each his own, but gambling is not for me.  But lucky for Ben, he got a picture with princess big bird with which to remember the evening.

Sunday was nice and laid back, we took down our Christmas tree, don't judge me.  We only did it because we were having company over, hah!  We cleaned the hell outta the house and had some friends over for our typical mystery meat dinner.  We each pick a meat and a side and hope we don't make the same thing.  It's a fun game, usually more fun when it involves grilling!  Our friends brought flank steak and asparagus.  Ben and I made some crazy nachos and crock pot meatballs!  It was perfect and everybody's pee smelled funny.

This morning I went to the gym for some cardio, back and biceps.  I was telling Ben this morning that I lifted heavier than I had in a while, which had me super excited!  I had wobbly arms when I went to eat my breakfast this morning.  I anticipate waking up tomorrow with a serious case of spaghetti arms!  I can't wait.  I seem to get stuck in this mentality that I can stop being careful about what I eat on the weekends because I'm exercising and eating well during the week.  Unfortunately, that mindset will keep me exactly where I am, which isn't exactly where I wanna be.  So here's hoping I don't wreck this week's hard work with a weekend of reckless eating so I can make some progress!  Happy Monday!

Makes Ya Think

One of the greatest things about starting this blog (almost a year ago) has been the new friends I've made!  Like minded friends that I didn't think I'd make at this stage in my life.  And today I get to introduce you to one of them!  I met Kristen via instagram when she was offering samples of some of her Advocare products (shameless plug, you're welcome).  We started emailing back and forth and found out that we're pretty damn similar and got along super well!  Then, this past fall, I was lucky enough to meet the little Texas native when I flew down.  She's exactly as sweet as she seems and has one of the kindest hearts out there.  

She had some thoughts she thought needed sharing and after she sent them over I couldn't agree more!  So give it a read and let it leave you thinking just a little differently than when you started, because that's what it did for me!

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“I love your shirt!”

“You have great fashion sense!”

Which one of these sounds more like something you would say to someone? Which one of these would you rather have someone say to YOU?

The answers for me, and probably many of you, are that I usually SAY the first one... but I would rather HEAR the second one.

What’s the difference, you might ask? A compliment versus an affirmation.

A compliment is defined as: “a polite expression of praise or admiration.” Synonyms: accolade, pat on the back.

An affirmation is defined as: “emotional support or encouragement.” Synonyms: declaration, oath(!!)

The difference goes beyond the simple definitions (although, I will say that the word ‘oath’ struck me, especially as I was writing this while sitting in the courthouse for jury duty!). It’s about the root of the statement and the underlying sentiments.

When I think about compliments, many of the statements that come to mind begin with “I” and are typically a comment on someone’s external appearance or a surface level trait. When you say, “I love your shirt!” did you really think about the person you just complimented or simply about their shirt? Chances are... the latter. Could you have just as easily said this same thing to a random stranger you walked by on the street? Yes.

An affirmation is more meaningful and sincere. It contains an emotional component that requires in-depth knowledge of a person and demonstrates that you have put genuine thought into your statement. “You have great fashion sense!” Sure this doesn’t seem all that ‘deep’ but it shows that you’ve noticed that someone is interested in fashion and put effort into looking nice. It’s a comment on an inward characteristic. It signals that you have made a sub-surface level assessment about someone’s internal qualities and not just about something that they may have acquired or done. There is often distinction is in the word YOU. This implies that the message is about the receiver, rather than the speaker. 

This is not to say that compliments don’t ever include the word ‘you,’ because they sometimes do... but let me show you the difference. Here’s an example that many of us can relate to... both statements contain YOU, but I only consider one of them an affirmation:

“You look great! You have lost a lot of weight!”

“Your dedication to the gym and eating healthy are really inspiring and are paying off!”

The first one is a blatant comment on external appearance (which, frankly, I sometimes find almost offensive, rather than complimentary....) while the second shows that you acknowledge and affirm their dedication and hard work, character traits. Which one of these would make YOU feel better?

My mom (who is the most amazing woman I know, btw) has always told me: “It’s what’s on the inside that counts!” So, while the outside appearance may be a result of the inward characteristics and be deserving of a compliment, let’s make a conscious effort to change a few simple words and AFFIRM what’s on the inside. It’s a tiny modification for us, but a huge difference for the recipient! 

It’s not a proven fact or anything, but the best recipient for an affirmation is yourself!

I choose…

Before today...

I hadn't been to the gym in weeks.

I had a shitty attitude about life.

I started eating poorly again.

I became that lazy girl on the couch.

I gained back some of the weight I worked so very hard to lose.

I let stress take over my life.

I lost hope when it came to the things that needed it the most.

I focused on the bad instead of the good.

I woke up on the wrong side of the bed most days.
I distanced myself from some of the most important people in my life.

I wouldn't even call it a funk.  It was more than a funk.  It was slipping back into the old Tara.  The one that let life get the best of her and didn't see the bright side.  The one I can't blame people for not wanting to be around.  The one I don't want to be again.  So that's the bad news.

The good news is, I noticed and I'm doing something about it.  It's too easy to sit back and say, "I'll start tomorrow."  So I started today.  I got back to the gym, I thought positive thoughts, I sweated, I'm thankful for what I have.  I tell the ones that matter that they do, I say fuck you to stress and I see the bright side, I choose to be happy and to make the most of what I'm given.  And I do my best to put things into perspective, because every once in a while things happen that will force you to do so.

I had a laid back weekend, I didn't drink and I finished the antibiotics that knocked out the deathly cold I had for a little over 2 weeks.  I relaxed, I cooked, I cleaned (ok Ben cleaned, but still) and I caught up on some sleep! (Email me if you want the recipe for the dinner pictured below and I'll make one up to share with you! I suck at recipes.)

Our Sunday was devoted to food, not so much in the fat girl, "What's my next meal?" kinda way, but over breakfast Ben and I planned out some meal ideas for the week.  We're into saving money, who isn't?  So most of what we eat this week will be free venison since Ben shot another deer.  After breakfast we went to the grocery store and got what we needed to start cooking.  We took a break to shoot some guns and enjoy the weather then came back home for an afternoon of grinding (meat, with a meat grinder, get your mind outta the gutter), chopping, browning, sautéing and packing.

We ended the night with some relaxing and catching up with some of our shows.  I went to sleep feeling ready for the week ahead.  Got up today with some pep in my step that quickly faded during my workout at the gym.  But I sweated, lots.  And I guarantee that I'll have a serious case of spaghetti arms tomorrow morning and I can't wait.  Spaghetti arms, oh how I've missed you.

Are you choosing to be happy?  I've been told that's pretty damn important.