We opened a family business a couple weeks ago. We did it without a business plan or start up capital, in fact it happened by accident. I hadn't even realized what I was doing as I was setting it up. You see, our family now owns and operates 'The MFP Eatery' in Cafe World on Facebook. We all take turns making food, waiting tables, and decorating the cafe. It's been fun and cute watching the kids decide what to cook and how to lay out the tables, chairs, kitchen, and waiting station so that we get the quickest service and highest buzz rating.
We've cooked too many dishes and we've had to toss some out. We've gone from a buzz rating of over 100, all the way down to about 30. Our daily conversation has been spiced up with questions like:
"How much longer on that roast?" "How many more servings of fruit salad are there?" "Should we get more Christmas decorations?" "Hey, what's the current buzz rating?" "Did you get something on the stove?" "What are you cooking?"
Have you ever started something little and silly for yourself and have it turn into a fun, family event?
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Bored
I get bored. I used to tell my kids that only boring people get bored. That's not true. I made a commitment to stay 'off' my ankle for a whole thirty days, which means only the stationary bike for me. Well....I'm bored. Good thing is, I've beaten boredom by bringing books with me to the gym. Yes. I'm *that* girl who brings her iPod (actually it's my sister's iPod, but that is another post), phone, and books to the gym. You see, sitting on that bike is sooooo boring. I must do something to distract myself from every.single.minute. I have read three books this week (actually I've only read two and a half, but *three* sounded so much better). I'm hoping the library will not run out of books by the time I get to move to the elliptical.
This week I've read:
Girl, Interrupted by Susanna Kaysen
Life Laughs by Jenny McCarthy
Petal Pusher by Laurie Lindeen
Look forward to a few book reviews later this week! oh, and if you have anything you would like to recommend, PLEASE DO! ::writing note to readers:: I don't really care for murder mystery types or Harlequin novels, but I seem to be attracted to biographies....just so you know ;) oh, and if I post on Facebook that I'm headed to the gym, feel free to text me!
This week I've read:
Girl, Interrupted by Susanna Kaysen
Life Laughs by Jenny McCarthy
Petal Pusher by Laurie Lindeen
Look forward to a few book reviews later this week! oh, and if you have anything you would like to recommend, PLEASE DO! ::writing note to readers:: I don't really care for murder mystery types or Harlequin novels, but I seem to be attracted to biographies....just so you know ;) oh, and if I post on Facebook that I'm headed to the gym, feel free to text me!
Morning People vs Non-Morning People
There are two types of people in this world. The Morning People and the Non-Morning People. You know who they are. The Morning People get up and out of bed with ease when their alarm clock rings. They slide into the bathroom without a care in the world. They take their time eating breakfast and putting on their make-up. You can hear them whistling and humming like Disney's Sleeping Beauty. They wish you a "Good Morning" and have welcoming smiles. They encourage conversations in their perky, little morning voices....
And then there are the Non-Morning People. I like to refer to them as the Night People. Let's play up their strengths, not their weaknesses. They set the time on their alarm clock fast, trying to trick themselves into getting up early. They hit snooze, a lot. When they finally drag their arses out of bed there are no smiles, or humming, or singing, or conversation, or ANY NOISE AT ALL. They are lucky if they can toss on eye liner and mascara, let alone get themselves "airbrushed" for the day. And breakfast? They don't have time for breakfast.
And while I admire the Morning People for their bubbly morning charm, personally I would rather rock it out with the Night People, sleep until noon, and eat brunch.
And then there are the Non-Morning People. I like to refer to them as the Night People. Let's play up their strengths, not their weaknesses. They set the time on their alarm clock fast, trying to trick themselves into getting up early. They hit snooze, a lot. When they finally drag their arses out of bed there are no smiles, or humming, or singing, or conversation, or ANY NOISE AT ALL. They are lucky if they can toss on eye liner and mascara, let alone get themselves "airbrushed" for the day. And breakfast? They don't have time for breakfast.
And while I admire the Morning People for their bubbly morning charm, personally I would rather rock it out with the Night People, sleep until noon, and eat brunch.
Is that a surprise in your pocket?
Oh, why yes it is! Don't you just love it when you stick your hand in your winter coat pocket and find a surprise that has waited for you through Spring, Summer, and Fall? I know I do. It's probably about the only thing I like in winter! When I stuck my hand in my winter coat today, I found a half container of Tic Tacs and some cute pink lip-gloss. The best surprises are cold, hard, cash, but I'm a lip-gloss junkie so this is a pretty good score for me. So what have you been surprised with in your pockets?
Suddenly I See
Different songs 'hit' me at different times of my life. (Okay to be honest they hit me different each hour.) Right now I'm particularly drawn to KT TUNSTALL Suddenly I See
The lyrics are fantastic and the beat just gets me going. When I hear it I think of the beautiful girl I want to be. I think of spreading light to people I know and meet. I think of being a powerful, tower of strength and hope.
"Suddenly I See"
Her face is a map of the world
Is a map of the world
You can see she's a beautiful girl
She's a beautiful girl
And everything around her is a silver pool of light
The people who surround her feel the benefit of it
It makes you calm
She holds you captivated in her palm
Suddenly I see (Suddenly I see)
This is what I wanna be
Suddenly I see (Suddenly I see)
Why the hell it means so much to me
I feel like walking the world
Like walking the world
You can hear she's a beautiful girl
She's a beautiful girl
She fills up every corner like she's born in black and white
Makes you feel warmer when you're trying to remember
What you heard
She likes to leave you hanging on her word
Suddenly I see (Suddenly I see)
This is what I wanna be
Suddenly I see (Suddenly I see)
Why the hell it means so much to me
And she's taller than most
And she's looking at me
I can see her eyes looking from a page in a magazine
Oh she makes me feel like I could be a tower
A big strong tower
She got the power to be
The power to give
The power to see
Suddenly I see (Suddenly I see)
This is what I wanna be
Suddenly I see (Suddenly I see)
Why the hell it means so much to me
Are you a music lover? Are there songs that speak to you?
The lyrics are fantastic and the beat just gets me going. When I hear it I think of the beautiful girl I want to be. I think of spreading light to people I know and meet. I think of being a powerful, tower of strength and hope.
"Suddenly I See"
Her face is a map of the world
Is a map of the world
You can see she's a beautiful girl
She's a beautiful girl
And everything around her is a silver pool of light
The people who surround her feel the benefit of it
It makes you calm
She holds you captivated in her palm
Suddenly I see (Suddenly I see)
This is what I wanna be
Suddenly I see (Suddenly I see)
Why the hell it means so much to me
I feel like walking the world
Like walking the world
You can hear she's a beautiful girl
She's a beautiful girl
She fills up every corner like she's born in black and white
Makes you feel warmer when you're trying to remember
What you heard
She likes to leave you hanging on her word
Suddenly I see (Suddenly I see)
This is what I wanna be
Suddenly I see (Suddenly I see)
Why the hell it means so much to me
And she's taller than most
And she's looking at me
I can see her eyes looking from a page in a magazine
Oh she makes me feel like I could be a tower
A big strong tower
She got the power to be
The power to give
The power to see
Suddenly I see (Suddenly I see)
This is what I wanna be
Suddenly I see (Suddenly I see)
Why the hell it means so much to me
Are you a music lover? Are there songs that speak to you?
Free Gym Buddy
Attention lady at the gym looking for a gym-buddy:
If I was interested in a gym-buddy I would enter the gym with a skip in my step, smiling and waiving. I would also:
a. not bring a book
b. not bring an iPod
c. not keep my eyes to my book, iPod, recumbent bike, or cell phone
So when you ask me (while I have ear-buds in) what book I'm reading, I won't hear you. Not only that, but when I do finally figure out that you are trying to get my attention I will think that I forgot to put my cell phone ringer on silent or that my child was clocked in the face with a basketball in the next gym. I will panic, ripping the ear-buds out. The music will have been on way too loud, so I will slightly yell, "What?" in that anxiety stricken voice. And when you say, "What book are you reading?" I will not answer you. I will just show you the cover of the book - which was already facing you! And when you ask me, "Is it any good? I heard it was good." I will give you the "what-the-f@ck?" look and say in an exasperated voice, "I don't know. I just started it." I will then turn back to my book, iPod, recumbent bike, and cell phone. I might even text somebody, letting them know what a dumb ass you are.
If I was interested in a gym-buddy I would enter the gym with a skip in my step, smiling and waiving. I would also:
a. not bring a book
b. not bring an iPod
c. not keep my eyes to my book, iPod, recumbent bike, or cell phone
So when you ask me (while I have ear-buds in) what book I'm reading, I won't hear you. Not only that, but when I do finally figure out that you are trying to get my attention I will think that I forgot to put my cell phone ringer on silent or that my child was clocked in the face with a basketball in the next gym. I will panic, ripping the ear-buds out. The music will have been on way too loud, so I will slightly yell, "What?" in that anxiety stricken voice. And when you say, "What book are you reading?" I will not answer you. I will just show you the cover of the book - which was already facing you! And when you ask me, "Is it any good? I heard it was good." I will give you the "what-the-f@ck?" look and say in an exasperated voice, "I don't know. I just started it." I will then turn back to my book, iPod, recumbent bike, and cell phone. I might even text somebody, letting them know what a dumb ass you are.
Shape Up Help?
There's an ad in our community education brochure for a group personal training class. You pay a slightly reasonable amount and get the following benefits:
*Scheduled workouts led by Certified Personal Trainers and Group Fitness Instructors in yoga, strength training, and cardio
*Be required to turn in daily meal plans for feedback - I'm wondering if you can just turn in any old 'meal plan' or if you are required to turn in what you 'actually' ate...just kidding.
*Be given tools to help produce lean muscle, increase energy, and see results
The Biggest Loser lover in me says, "YES! I wonder if they would go all Jillian or Bob on me?" The realist says, "I already know what I need to do. I just need to get off my arse and do it."
So my questions include: Why does this personal training thing sound so much more attractive to me then doing it on my own? Do I really need to email my food log to someone and have them tell me, "Kimberly, I don't think several glasses of wine, paired with late night snacks, is a *good* idea?" or any of the following:
"How about if you actually get up in the morning, re-establishing your morning yoga routine?"
"I know lifting weights isn't your favorite, but seriously you know it's the best way to produce lean muscle mass."
"I understand your life is busy, but you need to make time for your health."
"I know your bored with the recumbent bike, but if you're to achieve your goal of running a half-marathon this coming up spring you need to let your foot heal, duh."
"Speaking of the half-marathon...I don't think you want to run it at this weight, just sayin'."
Reality is that I need to figure this out for myself, on my own. It's damn time to quit lallygagging around and kick it in the ass for once and for all.
*Scheduled workouts led by Certified Personal Trainers and Group Fitness Instructors in yoga, strength training, and cardio
*Be required to turn in daily meal plans for feedback - I'm wondering if you can just turn in any old 'meal plan' or if you are required to turn in what you 'actually' ate...just kidding.
*Be given tools to help produce lean muscle, increase energy, and see results
The Biggest Loser lover in me says, "YES! I wonder if they would go all Jillian or Bob on me?" The realist says, "I already know what I need to do. I just need to get off my arse and do it."
So my questions include: Why does this personal training thing sound so much more attractive to me then doing it on my own? Do I really need to email my food log to someone and have them tell me, "Kimberly, I don't think several glasses of wine, paired with late night snacks, is a *good* idea?" or any of the following:
"How about if you actually get up in the morning, re-establishing your morning yoga routine?"
"I know lifting weights isn't your favorite, but seriously you know it's the best way to produce lean muscle mass."
"I understand your life is busy, but you need to make time for your health."
"I know your bored with the recumbent bike, but if you're to achieve your goal of running a half-marathon this coming up spring you need to let your foot heal, duh."
"Speaking of the half-marathon...I don't think you want to run it at this weight, just sayin'."
Reality is that I need to figure this out for myself, on my own. It's damn time to quit lallygagging around and kick it in the ass for once and for all.
