Well, it’s the end of January (almost), so I thought I’d go ahead and tell you what I’m working on for this year!
I know these are usually done at the beginning of the year but I like to think that self improvement is a lifetime achievement, not just something that we start at the turn of the year and forget about within a couple weeks.
So here are the things that I’m working on right now:
- I’d like to upgrade my job, i.e. I really want a new one. So, I’ve decided to work on getting my Project Management Certification. I’ve checked out the Project Managers Book of Knowledge from the public library and I have begun to study that. I think it will go well with my stage management background. If you know anyone who has the certification and wants to share tips and tricks, please send them my way!
- I’d like to get back to running. But I’m really starting over at scratch. I am starting to walk again. Just 15 minutes at a time at the quickest pace I can manage. Next week, I’ll see how quickly I can go a mile. We’ll just take it from there.
- I’d like to get 15 – 20 knitting projects done before the end of the year. I’ve got a couple in progress already so that’s a start. They are a cowl, a set of arm warmers, a hat for Cookie, and a baby blanket. The blanket is crochet but I’ll count it any way.
- And last but not least, in correlation with upgrading my job, I’m going to start dressing the part. My goal is to dress professionally with hair and make up done each week day that I work. So on this schedule, that’s only two days a week. (I also work Saturday and Sunday but there’s basically no one there.) That will most likely change in June with a new work schedule.
Those are my biggies for the rest of the year. I’ll keep you informed with updates periodically.
Reading…Project Managers Book of Knowledge & One Woman Farm
Playing… Everquest 2
Watching… Midsomer Murders
Trying… to start blogging regularly
Cooking… well nothing at the moment, probably soup tomorrow though
Eating… not much yet. I’m not an early morning eater. I’ll grab some cereal later though.
Drinking… coffee, breakfast of champions!
Calling… No one really. Isn’t it kinda sad how much we just text everyone now?
Texting… my kids
Pinning… Music and Gardening
Tweeting… thoughtful and inspirational stuff I hope
Crafting… knitting a cowl
Scrapping… well thinking about scrapping some of the plans I have for some of the yarn I have
Doing… trying to blog from my phone
Going… to work soon
Loving… baby kisses and snuggles
Hating… that 2 of my boys are so far away!
Discovering… brioche! Omg yum!
Enjoying… Baby Kisses!
Thinking… about what the heck to put into some of these!
Feeling… sleepy. (Need more coffee! )
Hoping (for)… the winning Powerball or Mega Millions ticket
Listening (to)… Apple holler at Papaya & Papaya holler back lol. They are arguing over a pencil. “Mine!”
Celebrating… Mario’s birthday last weekend & Sand’ s next weekend
Smelling… fabric softener and laundry detergent
Thanking… my last supervisor for giving me a great end of year review.
Considering… taking a nap under my desk
Finishing… email migration at work
Starting… my diet and exercise program again.
The cold gray mists of the early morning
Descended over the stark blank slate
Of winter trees.
Streetlights have not yet shut off
The morning is still and close
Not even the neighborhood dogs
Are breaking the silence.
The mist grows heavier
Droplets are forming
The streets are slick with moisture
A lone dog breaks the silence but quickly
The cold snow has not yet begun
But hangs in the air
OK, so confession. I am a horrible dresser. I have no idea about any of this stuff.
I don’t know what shape I am. Triangle, rectangle, square, apple, pear, peach?
I don’t know what season I am. (Is that still a thing?)
I don’t know if I’m a warm or a cool.
And don’t ask me what shape face I have either. No idea.
I don’t know what colors look good on me. Nor do i know what colors look good together so my mix and match ability is pretty much nil.
I don’t know what shapes look good on me.
Here’s what I do know:
I have roseacea so my face is always red. So, I don’t think I look good in pink or red so I don’t wear it.
I am not a tiny woman, so I don’t wear horizontal stripes because my grandma always said they make you look wider.
I don’t really like floral prints. Or any prints, really. Or plaids. Or dots. (Although I am getting better with the latter three)
Anything mustard colored is probably a no.
No cheetah. No zebra. No giraffe.
I don’t wear ruffles or bows.
I don’t like skirts that are right in the middle of your shin either. Maxi skirt or knee skimming, please. But I really prefer pants.
And I prefer flats to heels. And when it comes to Crocs, just NO!! lol
Anyone want to play dress up and help me figure this out?
Two Marines that is!
My oldest two sons, known here as Dibuja and Slim have now both graduated from boot camp and are officially United States Marines just like their Dad & Papa!
I am so very proud of both of them and I know this is only the beginning of a great life ahead of them.
Slim was able to make it home for the holidays and Dibuja will be home for Valentines day (approximately) before heading off to his duty station.
So I’m now venturing into the realm of cool looking and amazing care packages!
Send me your favorites for inspiration!
Pookie and Cookie
Two sisters, see?
Love to play dinos
And watch tv.
Shows about dinos
Are, of course, number one.
They can’t be outdone.
Not even in rerun.
Ok, I’m done.
Oh my goodness, so much has happened this summer.
Dibuja is now a Marine!
We took an epic road trip from the heartland all the way to San Diego for his boot camp graduation and back.Two cars, twelve people, 3200 miles!
And I tore my calf muscle!
So, the Chicago Marathon is out. I start PT Tuesday. I’m still going to run for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society just not Chicago.
I’ll post more details on all of this soon.
Well, it’s been a stressful month or so here in mama land.
Dibuja, my darling boy, is not such a boy any more. He has enlisted in the USMC. He has left for boot camp.
While I’m proud of him and his decision, I’m worried, too. This was his choice. And he is 22 years old. He’s not a little boy any more. But this is how I will always picture him: