C is for...

Chocolate

Chocolate, one of my four food groups... just the mere mention of the word makes my mouth water. I can enjoy it in so many different forms. Chocolate milk, hot chocolate, mocha lattes, Hershey bars, Hershey syrup on chocolate ice cream, s’Mores, Cocoa Pebbles, brownies, M&Ms, chocolate covered pretzels, and the piece de resistance, {insert dramatic pause here} chocolate covered strawberries –mmmmm!
See also: addictive personality, food


Coffee
Up until age 40 I only loved the SMELL of coffee, but couldn’t stand the taste. I’m not exactly sure how it happened, perhaps my need for a caffeine jolt in the morning, but I started drinking it regularly. Now, I still don’t go for just regular coffee, of course, the picky part of me would never allow that, but rather it has to be some sort of flavored coffee. At the moment I am subsisting on Dunkin Donuts French Vanilla flavored coffee. This must be accompanied by a delicious creamer as well. I keep a variety in the fridge, from Chocolate Chip Crème Brulee to Caramel Latte and my current fave: Peppermint Mocha. Yummy. Caffeine and chocolate, a wonderful combination.
See also: addictive personality, chocolate


Cream
I scream, you scream we all scream for ice cream, whipped cream, sour cream, cream cheese, coffee creamer, cream puffs ~ you get the idea (I would’ve loved the Willy Wonka tour!)
See also: Jamocha Almond Fudge




This is another installment of the ABCs of Me. Each week I will feature a different letter of the alphabet and one or more corresponding entries on yours truly. This project was inspired by a class I took at Big Picture Classes (Me: The Abridged Version) which was based on a book called Encyclopedia of an Ordinary Life.

My workout gear has superpowers

Every so often I have visions of being skinny and fit. Those visions typically spur on the purchase of a new workout outfit, gadget or membership of some sort. These things are used passionately for about a week or so before they lose their new smell or appeal and into the pile they go. This particular pile must somehow be related to the infamous Sock Land (you know the place all of the missing socks go to hang out). However, my new gadgets take on their own superpower – the Cloak of Invisibility. Somehow they become invisible to my eyes and I only seem to notice them in pictures. For example, the aerobic step I just had to have for the Wii Fit Plus game (that I also had to have) now magically sits in plain sight in my living room, but I never actually "see" them. So, forgetting about all of my false starts and high hopes for the latest diet and/or fitness craze I've stumbled upon, I find it ironic that despite best intentions several times a year, I am still wearing the same old jeans (and they fit pretty much the same old way). So, when I ask myself again, where will I be in 5 years, or more specifically, what will I look like and wear 5 years from now, I think I may as well draw an X on my floor and take a picture of me in my favorite jeans and feel pretty safe that my answer is staring right back at me in the mirror. Now don't think I'm beating myself up here, not that I'm thrilled with the scary number that greets me on the scale on a regular basis – I am the happiest I think I've ever been in my life. So to stay happy if that means carrying around a muffin top in my beat up jeans, then so be it – it's just too bad that fat rolls are only cute on babies.

B is for...

Bryce

My little boy, my first born, my son. I still can’t believe that the tiny little boy I held in my arms in the delivery room has grown up to be a teenager who is now taller than I am. He is smart. Super smart. And inventive, always trying to figure out how to build things. He is a whiz at history and science, a magician with video games and pretty darn coordinated on a skateboard or bike. His hair has always grown straight out of his head, chia pet style and he has beautiful blue eyes. He is a born leader and a natural salesman. He is a voracious reader and an excellent writer. He once wrote a story with accurate historical references in it (which I could never do). He is an excellent cook and makes killer chocolate chip pancakes. He has a penchant for throwing together ingredients and making his own recipes which usually come out surprisingly well. We are always complimented on his manners. I love this kid ferociously and I think it’s awesome that he still gives me a kiss, a hug and ”I love you” every single day before he goes to school. I cherish that each and every time. Fortunately for us, he is a truly good kid. Thank goodness for that.
See also: Kids, What I Know About My


Beach, Ocean & Waves
I love the ocean. The sound, the smell, the feel of the sand between my toes and the sun on my skin. I even love it when it’s not summertime. Just to be near that open expanse of water and hearing the waves lap the shore - there isn’t a better place on earth. Someday I would love to live on water, someday.
See also: Jamaica, Virginia Beach, sounds

This is another installment of the ABCs of Me. Each week I will feature a different letter of the alphabet and one or more corresponding entries on yours truly. This project was inspired by a class I took at Big Picture Classes (Me: The Abridged Version) which was based on a book called Encyclopedia of an Ordinary Life.

Reservations for 3 new Dwarfs: Lefty, Gimpy & Blotchy

This was an email I sent to my parents in advance of our arrival at their home this past weekend.

Hi there!
We are very much looking forward to our visit this weekend! Just wanted to give you a heads up that we are a sorry looking crew this week and these are not our planned Halloween costumes. We will be appearing as three dwarfs that were left out of the movie: Lefty, Gimpy & Blotchy. The first is Lefty, our little blonde dwarf, who slipped on her own golden slipper left on the stairs. She is now sporting a lovely blue and white sling on her right arm. (Nothing is broken or fractured, just sprained and bruised). Next is Gimpy, formerly the child star Chubette, she is suffering from a heel condition known as plantar fasciitis which is a swelling underneath the pad of her heel. Ice & anti-inflammatories are in order for this dwarf. Our final dwarf, Blotchy, is suffering from an allergic reaction to BBQ sauce that he smothered on his face while enjoying some ribs at a neighborhood party. His name may as well be itchy & scratchy, but the Benadryl and Cortizone cream are helping in that arena. Other than that, we are wonderful and looking forward to our I-95 adventure on Saturday.


Love you lots,


Gimpy, Lefty & Blotchy