!! ~ Bieber Dream ~ !!

YES I DREAMED OF THE BIEBS LAST NIGHT!!!....... 

...Not sure why???? I'm not a big fan....or even a little one for that matter! I haven't seen or heard any recent scandal  about him the day before ( and seeing as dreams may be linked to our subconscious) I was baffled as to why my sacred closed eye time was so violated by a biebs dream..... not it was not the "wet" type of dream. It was actually quite disturbing.

All I remember of it was being stuck in his pool room ( as in swimming). He was rocking out on a baby grand drunker than the dude from moonshiners who was recently arrested for public intoxication.

Steven Ray Tickle

The room was a mess, Like Hurricane Katrina mess ( equivalent to a teenagers room ) Littered with empty Red Solo cups, bottles,pizza boxes, strewn with drugged out teenage bodies and anything else that could live off a floor.....including doggy doo!!!!! I know right!!!! I didn't know Justin had a dog either! Turns out it was my dogs do do! Because like all of us in the dream we were all stuck in the pool room until the little man pop icon, as long as he didn't leave the room, none of us could either!

The dream was so realistic I could smell the horrible stench that was almost unbearable.... but I think the dog may have dutch ovened me in my sleep... Can't be sure, I was fast asleep after all.

So anyway my dream ended with me stuck in a swimming pool that was more like a human toilet yelling at the Biebs, like his money whoring momma should have to get his arse out of the pool room and into the real world and smarten up before I put him over my knee!

Time to shower the pool water off now......


~T~

A just for fun....and true story Blog!

~Fat to Fit, The Continous Journey~

MY JOURNEY FROM "PHAT" TO FIT

Haters be hating!

I was going to start this blog like a mth ago when I made the decision to lose some poundage I had eaten that refused to exit my body.  I thought If I wrote a blog about my journey I would hold myself accountable. But I forgot to remind myself to hold myself accountable.

I have been struggling through the whole process of losing extra weight that I truly never asked for but am way to nice to say no to, and also get more fit so when I get off the potty I am not so out of breath! :P  But I also wanted to change my eating habits so I don't look old before my time. I want to be like the McLeod's and be fit and have fun, so in order to do that I had to give my body a break....

Anywho......I began my journey hitting a brick wall for multiple reasons.....#1. Stomach flu..oh yeah!!!! One would think with all the exorcism vomit and anal seapage I would have lost some inside waste......however....the kids got it not me. Talk about ass backwards there. So my time was spent mothering and Lysoling and a little bit of exhaustion.  #2.  I had to begin by taking pictures of my nakedness.....hot eh???  NO!!!! Oh man I cried like a heart broken teenager who missed the NKOTB concert!  #3. I had SO much research to do, I have always just eaten. I pick a recipe, make it, go out to eat, order it, got the munchies, gorge on it.  So I was more than overwhelmed,  I was discouraged. I don't have anyone I know who I can ask about eating properly or to meet me for a run ( until last week.... Nikki!) So needless to say I have and am still absorbing information ( but not ingesting it )  I have a half plan in place and am working my way to a full one.

I stepped on the scale today ( she is a judgemental bitch let me tell you!!! ) And saw my weight, hung my head and walked away.  I Msg'd a friend to whine and when I said I have only lost 5 pounds in a month. They said "See you HAVE lost weight" I was like "Damn straight I have!!" And thanked my friend.  Funny how it takes a "see" for you to realized the passing of gas in public while grunting on the machine  is worth it!

So thanks for bearing with me during my 1st entry, if you want to send words of encouragement  and stroke my ego....I NEED them and will accept them gladly. Any tips....send em my way, unless it's "Eat Chocolate" cause I will!  I will try my damnedest to constantly journal so if you don't hear from me send me a nudge to get on it..... if at all you care.  I want to be an encouragement to any one I can be as well so let me know you need me and dis beotch be der!!!!!!  ( I have teenagers).


Tara's Tip number #1 ...... Cut out all sugars if you can, they are a huge violator of the innards. If you MUST have it go for Raw and only in the am so you have the day ( cause it be taking you that long) to burn the fatty, sweet, yummy, sexy goodness off! ( maltose, glucose, dextrose, fructose, sucrose, molasses and even honey) Bad, bad, bad! ( including breads....stick to Brown Rye, or get the 'wheat belly book")  http://www.wheatbellybook.com/wheatbellybook/bps/index?keycode=228440
http://revivelifeclinic.com/resources/foods-nutrition/food-intolerance-information/sugar/

Tip # 2 Think of your daily eating as an upside down pyramid, breakfast = biggest meal, lunch = smaller and dinner =  smallest. Your metabolism slows down at the end of the day so don't eat a big dinner ( little to no carbs @ dinner. Fist sized meat, and lots of veggies. ( Two healthy snacks in between meals)

More tips to come :)
~T~

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Your where you are because of the choices you have made, don't blame others.
Think before you decide, it doesn't make you weak, it makes you smart.
Plan important stuff out 1st, before you plan the wants out, going hungry with fancy utensils makes you weak.
Lean on yourself, blaming others for falling is a sign of immaturity.

In short.....Seeking immediate gratification before basic needs just makes you a dumb ass!

~The End Of The World Walk~

WINTER WELCOME! 

BEAUTY IN DEATH :)

So I went for a walk today to clear my head and of course had to take my camera with me! All was quiet, cold and a little desolate. So of course with the whole Mayan Apocalypse I got to thinking.....What would the world look like if it had ended??? So I decided to do a picture blog of my wonderment! 

Come on my journey to the end of the world with me............

As I was walking I noticed things that made me think....."Oh my has destruction taken place?"

Maybe a house exploded???

And bits and pieces ended up washed ashore.....

 

Where is the child this shoe belongs too?........

 Would a mother no longer take up her rolling pin and bake cookies for her children?

Would the remaining of us be washed away by the water?

And then the sky's opened up! And I had hope again!

I began to see the beauty of nature I had sought at the beginning of my walk.

I opened my eyes and started to enjoy the journey and not just focus on the destination.

It was then that my mind began to clear and I was feeling more at ease with the day. 

Before I knew it I became lost in the world of winters nature. I was in awe of the beauty around me that seemed to be thriving in winters cold harshness.

 I loved how the water embraces the leafs. 

 The wild Strawberries still show beauty even after their fruit is gone.

Nature is wondrous!

 The cold wind blew this puddle in the night and froze it's ripples so as it stands still in time!

I have a saying "Love follows me" This saying comes from the fact that I see hearts in everyday objects and in nature on my walks.

 However today....even though I saw love all around me in nature, I didn't feel very loved........Until I turned around and saw that love was actually following me!

I turned around about an hour into my walk and there was my youngest son.....Love....Following me!

 I am a VERY lucky mom!

And so I concluded my walk with a wonderful companion and knew that even if the world were to end I would always have lived by enjoying the journey and not just the destination!

Happy Non-Apocalypse! 

~T~

SADNESS

 I'm a Canadian so some may not think this effects me as it would a fellow American.  I call "Bollocks" on that!!! I have a heart AND I'm also a parent AND teacher.  I have worked in the school system and have had my children in the system for over 12 years.  No I am not effected by it as those who are directly involved, but if this didn't effect you or myself then we have officially become desensitized! I personally hope that NEVER happens! 

Anyway I saw this Morgan Freeman article on a friends fb wall and wanted to share it with as many people as I could get to see it, as well as the victims names and ages so we know the names of the families we can pray for, the names of the ones we grieve for and forget the bastard who stole their lives before being a coward and dying himself. 

~T~

 

TURN OFF THE NEWS.......

Morgan Freeman's brilliant take on what happened yesterday :

"You want to know why. This may sound cynical, but here's why.

It's because of the way the media reports it. Flip on the news and watch how we treat the Batman theater shooter and the Oregon mall shooter like celebrities. Dylan Klebold and Eric Harris are household names, but do you know the name of a single *victim* of Columbine? Disturbed
people who would otherwise just off themselves in their basements see the news and want to top it by doing something worse, and going out in a memorable way. Why a grade school? Why children? Because he'll be remembered as a horrible monster, instead of a sad nobody.

CNN's article says that if the body count "holds up", this will rank as the second deadliest shooting behind Virginia Tech, as if statistics somehow make one shooting worse than another. Then they post a video interview of third-graders for all the details of what they saw and heard while the shootings were happening. Fox News has plastered the killer's face on all their reports for hours. Any articles or news stories yet that focus on the victims and ignore the killer's identity? None that I've seen yet. Because they don't sell. So congratulations, sensationalist media, you've just lit the fire for someone to top this and knock off a day care center or a maternity ward next.

You can help by forgetting you ever read this man's name, and remembering the name of at least one victim. You can help by donating to mental health research instead of pointing to gun control as the problem. You can help by turning off the news."

 R.I.P you sweet angles!

The victims  ( part of an article published on cnn u.s)  http://www.cnn.com/2012/12/16/us/connecticut-school-shooting/index.html?hpt=hp_t1

All the victims died from gunshot wounds and were struck multiple times, said H. Wayne Carver II, Connecticut's chief medical examiner. Their deaths were classified as homicides.

"This probably is the worst I have seen or the worst that I know of any of my colleagues having seen," Carver told reporters.

All 20 of the slain children were either 6 or 7 years old.

Among those killed was 6-year-old Emilie Parker. Her father struggled to hold back tears while recalling the life cut far too short.

"As the deep pain begins to settle into our hearts, we find comfort reflecting on the incredible person that Emilie was and how many lives that she was able to touch in her short time here on Earth," Robbie Parker told reporters.

"She loved to use her talents to touch the lives of everyone that she came in contact with," he added. "She always carried around her markers and pencils so she never missed an opportunity to draw a picture or make a card for those around her."

Robbie Parker also offered his condolences to all the families affected.

"This includes the family of the shooter," he said. "I can't imagine how hard this experience must be for you, and I want you to know that our family, and our love and support goes out to you as well."

Six adults were also killed in the school rampage, including principal Dawn Hochsprung, school psychologist Mary Sherlach, first-grade teacher Vicki Soto and substitute teacher Lauren Rousseau.

Surviving relationships with happiness

      SURVIVING RELATIONSHIPS WITH HAPPINESS

I know,  I am one to talk eh? I haven’t survived a relationship yet…YET. It’s not for lack of trying it is more like “tired of trying and not being enough”.  That and I have become tough to love, whole other blog!!! 

Anyway as I was lying in bed…or was it sitting on the potty???? I can’t remember, as those two places seem to be my “Great thinking spots” where my mind works overtime… so in one thinking spot or another I began thinking of my parents and their relationship and why it was so successful. 

“She was genuinely happy” Yes my mom struggled with self-esteem, weight, health, finances, disobedient children (mostly my brother :)) and all the other things life throws at you. However she was happy through it all, and my inner-self sought to know why?  Why was she happy inside and out? With all life threw at her how could she be happy?  The answer struck me right away…(and I remember now what was happening when I was thinking all this)….. I was in the shower shaving my legs (struggling for some normalcy)…. Anyway the answer to why my mom was so happy is because of my dad….. Her man, her safe place and her prince. My dad always strived to make sure my mom was looked after in every area of her life. Physically, mentally, emotionally, financially and every other way a woman needs a man. Yes men we need you as much as you need us, if not more!!!

So let me explain what I mean. My dad always made sure my mom had time for herself, she was “high maintenance” but not in a Jersey Shore kind of way.  She liked nice things and doing things to take care of herself. She enjoyed her bath or showers and the whole processes involved right down to making someone put cream on her back, she loved that time to look after herself. My dad kept us at bay making sure we let her relax and feel revived..... Cause lets face it ladies, none of us feel good being frumpy….EVER!

 Another area my dad looked after my mom was always having her back. Sometimes she was wrong, as  was he was but they never “corrected” each other in public, or around my brother and I. They respected each other immensely and everyone knew it.

My mom was insecure about her weight; she was always curvy and even after having my brother and I she still looked hot, sexy and full. Health issues caused her to gain more weight than she wanted and she was insecure about it. My dad would go out of his way to make her feel sexy, not just with sex but also with words and lots of reassurance. He never wavered on that, never made it feel monotonous, insincere or like it was a hassle for him. He truly loved her and made sure she always knew. During lilac season he’d bring her home an armful everyday without fail, left her love notes if he left for work before her and she would leave them if she left before him. He remembered little things and was always consistent even when she exhausted him. I remember so much love between them because they never hid it from anyone. My dad was quite a catch and women would “throw themselves” at him and flirt, but he ALWAYS held true to my mom and their commitment. He was proud to be her husband and always was.

All the work however that my dad put into the relationship had always paid off, even though that isn’t why he was doing it. But by treating his wife like a Queen and always working and trying everyday to better their relationship, he got it back in return. By ensuring my mom was happy and taken care of he was also a happy man.

So I guess what I am saying is never stop trying to reach genuine happiness with your partner. In a selfish world there is such a lack of selflessness and commitment or drive to keep trying. It saddens me because I have seen such a love that I don’t understand why EVERYONE wouldn’t want to strive to obtain that.  Men listen to your women, they are constantly giving little hints as to what they need weather they realize they are doing it or not. Truly listen!.......... “I’ve put on weight, or lost weight my clothes are so tight/lose” A.K.A she needs a sweet ass pair of jeans and shirt to boost her ego. “Uggg I need a shower and shave, or I want to sit and soak” Draw her a bath and make sure she gets some undisturbed time to unwind and just be a woman. We all have a certain level of the “high maintenance gene”.  For me…” I need a make-over” lol. I got mistaken for a worker @ the value village drop center…I was dropping stuff off. It bugged me the whole way home, and still does apparently. I need a break from frumpy. And yes I can, and will book a hair appointment and maybe get some make- up and a sweet ass pair of jeans cause I am capable. I’m just saying is all…*cough*cough*hint* :p

My friend Taisha had a story on her FB wall today about a married couple, who in short “Lost that lovin feeling” were going to get divorced.  The wife had dedicated 10 years to her husband, home and son and their relationship became stale. However they found a way to fall in love again.  By the time he fully realized it she had passed away from Cancer.

Below is a paragraph from the story……………

“The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.

So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

 Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up. ♥”

“Behind ever happy woman is a good man, who in turn is a happy man” ~T Original~

~T~

 In memory of Elizabeth Ann Sanderson, A.K.A MOMMY :) 

April 20 '56- June 14 '08

                                              My mommy and daddy on their wedding day.