Archive for October, 2009
My Self Help Shelf
Posted by: | CommentsOver the past 5 or so years, I’ve read a bunch of self help books. It started with The Secret
Only here’s one thing I’ve discovered. You can read as many self help books as you can fit into a day. It just won’t do too much if you don’t follow the instructions. My head is full of all different kinds of things that I’d like to try. But trying them out can be difficult. I get so used to what I HAVE to do every day, fulfilling responsibilities and what not, that it’s hard to introduce something new into my daily routine. The good side of this? I haven’t had time time or energy to start drinking in the middle of the day 
But it does seem that my life is at one of those plateaus, and I’m not going to go any further ‘up’ if I don’t change something.
That brings me to a book that I had the chance to review. The title of the book is “You Can Break-Free Fast ” (you can visit the website at www.breakfreefast.com). This has a little thing in it called EFT and tapping. It was a pretty interesting read, and was backed up by some research at Pitt. I think that this whole ‘tapping’ thing could be something that really helps you reach into your ‘inner’ brain and memories. If I could remember to fit it into my schedule on a regular basis, it could really be something helpful.
I’m sure I’ll get there. I did try it out…I thought about quitting smoking, did the tapping, and my memory flashed back to a day in high school. I really think it was the day I truly decided to become a smoker. And it’s funny, I don’t really remember a lot of specific details about times in high school. But when I did this, I remembered a lot of specific details. Crazy.
I enjoyed reading this book, though. And I’ll try to squeeze some of the stuff into my life. Really.
Well, Hello There.
Posted by: | CommentsOnce again, caught up in regular life. Sorry. But I’ve been working hard, keeping my house (sort of) clean, going to open houses, swimming lessons and more. And I’ve been getting a little bit of time to myself. Just a little.
If I’ve had time to myself, why haven’t I written more? Well, I’ve made my decision. I’m going back to school. I won’t start until September of 2010. (I may take one stray class at CCAC, but that’s only if I need to). I’ll be “going” to the University of Phoenix. But I’m going to do all of my classes online. It’s not going to be cheap, but I’m planning on just getting a big honkin’ student loan and dealing with the debt later 
I’m going to get a Bachelors of Science in Information Technology with a concentration in Web Development. How ’bout them apples?
There are a couple of other things that I’ve been meaning to share. One was about Becca. She comes up to me while I’m brushing my teeth and said, “Mom, I like all the colors of the rainbow. So I put that my favorite color was red. Because I like all the colors the same. **insert long pause** How do you spell purple?” When I went to her open house, she had a memory book and I figured out why she said all this. Favorite color? Red. Really, she doesn’t like red all that much. On a side note (and just so I remember this later in life), I really like how Chloe says ‘Lellow’ instead of ‘Yellow.’
We took Rex to the vet last week. He did fantastic at the vet. He was friendly to everybody, and got lots of compliments. He was excited to be someplace new. HOWEVER, the trip there didn’t go quite so smoothly. I had put him in his crate in the back of the car. The vet is only about a 10-15 minute ride from our house. Less than half way there, Rex poops. We stopped to clean that up. A little in the crate and a little out. Before we arrived in the parking lot? Doggie puke. Thank God I came prepared with a roll of paper towels and a bottle of spic & span. We headed to pick something up from my brother’s house. It’s two blocks away from the vet, so Rex was fine. Then we had to head to the bank, about a quarter mile down the road. More puke. I cleaned that up and we headed home. About two minutes from home, Chloe told me that he puked again. And he was laying in it. Fantastic.
We get home, I get the dog out of the crate, and I’m full of dog puke because HE’S full of dog puke. Lucky for me, Tony happened to be home and awake, so he helped me give him a quickie bath. What a day. Thank God he’s cute
Speaking of cute, could I ask you a teensie-weensie favor? Could you go and vote for Rex in the Cutest Dog Competition? You can vote once a day (hint, hint). Here’s the info:
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