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Authentic Sisterhood

We are completely out of our routine this Sunday.  Cheer competition has re-routed us.  The girls had to be there by 715 a.m. with hair done, and since I promised a ride to our girl’s BFF that meant out the door by 615 so that we could get to the arena in time to do BFF’s hair (she’s at her dad’s this weekend and needed assistance) and have them on time.  There will be no sleeping in this weekend.  Cue the violins.

So, Mass will be at 6pm tonight which freed up my morning.  Which I promptly filled up with a breakfast date with one of my dearest and oldest BFFs.  (I don’t have to be at the arena until 245pm so plenty of time!)  Sometimes we walk the bridge, paddleboard (ok, that was once, but it was really fun), have sushi or in today’s case:  breakfast.

It was a great breakfast and I realized how blessed I am in my authentic sisterhood.  The kind of friends who are there for you in a snap, the ones you share TMI with, the ones who will call you on your BS and hold you accountable to life and friendship, the ones who will pray with and for you, give you tough love and give you a shoulder.  There is no judgement, only love and truth.

In this life, we have friends spread far and wide and to get to that place of honesty and authenticity takes time and effort and cultivation.  It has taken me years to figure out that sometimes friends come and go and that is just life.  I no longer try to force friendships or do all the work.  It’s mutual effort or it does’t happen and that’s ok, too.  Authentic friends are there with you over the years even if you don’t talk every day or week, maybe visits are infrequent as well, but there is effort.  There is love.  There is a mutual desire to work at the honesty and truth and love that keeps that friendship a priority.

My Hubby is my best friend, confidante and encourager and that is huge and not often the case in marriage.  However, there is something inherently different and important in girlfriends and their point of view, their confidences shared and their encouragement.  Competition has no place in an authentic friendship only shared life.

Yes.  I am blessed.  Friendship with my mom and sister.  My “sisterhood”.  My friends that I’ve had since middle school and grade school.  Friends from early marriage and motherhood from church, from playgroups.  My Christmas list is long, but my true and blessed sisterhood is far smaller, but keepers for life.

Happy Sunday, friends!  Now go make that friend date this week, your heart and soul will thank you!

Proverbs 17:17 A friend loves at all times, and a brother is born for adversity.

Failing in 7 QTs

Friday again.  Linking it with Kelly to recap the week in 7 shorties.

  1. This week I fell down on the job at #Write31Days.  My week just overcame my writing time, however, rather than quit, I’m just going to say that HEY, out of 28 days so far, I’ve blogged 25 or 26.  Win.  I’ll finish out the best I can and go from there.
  2. Hubby and I have made it two weeks in a row of getting up and going to the gym in the a.m. on Wednesday and Fridays.  As in o dark hundred (5 am)  Today, however, the pool was closed.  So we came home and I walked the dog.  Win for the dog, win for me and Hubby gets an earlier start on the day and will get a good ride in at lunch.  Win.
  3. Paleo-ish is going mostly good.  This past week has been a struggle.  Someone brought in Halloween candy and honestly, my willpower just isn’t THERE yet. Further proof that the devil is all over Halloween.  But, I’m still eating my other meals good, so just keep on keepin’  on.  Not quitting.  So another win.
  4. Our pup has (we and the vet think) a sensitivity/allergy to grains and so we switched him several months ago to grain free food, which is working well.  First,we used the stuff the vet had, Science diet, and then after some research to Canidae–better quality and lower price.  Win.  This week, I went to buy his food and the pet store I get it from is no longer carrying it, so what they have left is marked WAY down.  Heading back today to get 2 more bags.  Win.
  5. Our good friend and former marriage counselor is putting on a marriage conference in December in Melbourne, FL.  Unveiled Marriage Conference.  We are planning on going.  Still working out the details on kid care, but this is sure to be amazing.  If you are interested in attending, click the link above and we will see you there!
  6. Almost 7 takes and it’s time to get in the shower and get the kid/breakfast train started.
  7. Point of my 7 QTs today, every FAIL can be a WIN.  It’s all how you look at it.  We know that all things work for good for those who love God, who are called according to His purpose.  Romans 8:28  

Happy Friday to all and go turn those FAILS around today!

Peace

Food talk

Currently, I have been switching to a more Paleo food focus.  I started 3 weeks ago, but week 1 was rudely interrupted by a hurricane and although I still managed to lose a pound that week, it was just too much  to stick to it in the midst of evacuation, power loss, clean up, etc. etc. etc.  Hey, if you ever need a rationalization parter, look no further.  So, the past two weeks , I’ve been doing very well:  on track, planning ahead and really focusing on will power.  The Hubs and I even managed to get to the gym 2x this week for strength work, so I am plugging along.

Let’s get real now, though.  If you’ve ever read “Made to Crave” by Lysa Teurkerst  it’s a great book really delving into WHY we overeat (emotionally) and her own story of overcoming and learning to better manage life with a food crutch.  In the book, there is a part where she talks about how she cried over not being able to eat bread (or pizza or sweets–I can’t remember exactly).  As I read it, I’m thinking, oh for the love….are you kidding me?  Then I started this little baby journey of 2 weeks and several times I have foregone sweets or super carby foods and although I didn’t cry, I ABSOLUTELY now understood what she was saying.  It’s flippin’ HARD!  You do not have to think one iota about eating crappy, but if you want to eat better and avoid processed foods, you have to think.  you have to plan.  you have to abstain.  HARD. It pretty much sucks right now.  I know it will get easier, but now…right now…. it blows.

My fitness pal app is really helping me to stay on track though, as well as giving myself permission to eat something once in awhile that is not so Paleo-ISH.  For instance, this week it was a birthday and there was a truly delicious and not run-of-the-mill cake to celebrate and so I had a piece.  One piece.  It was good.  And that was it.  I ate, I enjoyed and then my stomach kind of hurt, so I guess my body was not digging it as much as my mouth was.  Another day, I had a lemon bar.  I don’t make those.  But I find them enjoyable and so I enjoyed it.  And that was it.  So, I am learning, but man…..it’s hard. Because really, I could easily push through the pain for two pieces of cake or several lemon bars; I’m an overcomer.  Those choices, however, will not get me healthier or more energetic.  Sooooooooo, I’ll keep fighting the fight.

Like so many other battles, just taking it one day at a time and go from there.

Wish me luck!

Saturday: A day in the life

Saturday.

Biketoberfest.

Semi fall weather.

Early morning walk sesh with the pup.

Coffee with my mom and John.

Run a few errands.

Watch Hubs hang the back fence (and hold a few panels for him)

Gave our HOCO girl a pedicure (looked pretty awesome, if I do say so myself)

Take the girl to get her hair done.

Drink coffee Hubs delivers to hair salon.  (I love him)

Run to Publix to grab some dinner snacks for an impromptu Homecoming dinner.

At our house.

Clean bathroom.

Hubs vacuums.  (Have I told you how much I LOVE him?!?)

Get serving dishes for food.

Hubs and I take the girl to meet friends for pictures .

Back to the house for the kids (6) to eat and hang out.

Take the kids to the dance, manage a selfie with them before we go.

Home.

Shower.  For the first time today.  Pretty.  Real pretty.  And stinky.

Watch the final episode of Stranger Things with Hubs.

Now to stay up until our girl gets home!

 

Rolling back to normal

Post Hurricane Matthew and we are slowly returning to “normal”.

The kids have one more day off of school.   The total number of days to make up due to inclement weather so far this year:  5.

It will be weeks before tree debris is cleared out of neighborhoods.

Neighborhoods are checker boards of properties with missing, partially missing or severely leaning fences, granting new vistas all over town.  A little weird.  A little cool.

Our dog (and many others)  will be leash walked instead of enjoying his backyard to run and sniff and dig at will.

Sooner than we planned, our home renovation will begin with our master bedroom since a small part of the carpet sustained water damage from water seeping up through the ground.  For now, we’ll get an area rug to cover the concrete rectangle that used to have carpet.

Electricity has been restored to our city, although there are still areas nearby that are out; it is coming along though and for the most part people seem to be getting the hang of 4-way stops at the non-functioning traffic lights.

Our refrigerators and freezer are sparkly clean and slowly filling back up with replaced food.

Our garage has been purged and shelves re-organized.

The inconveniences have been truly just inconvenient.  Yes, they will cost money to repair; money that had not been earmarked yet, but somehow, I have faith it will all work out.  It always does.  The “damage” we sustained was so ridiculously minor to others in our neighborhood, area and state  as well as in in the other states that hosted our unwanted guest, Matthew; that it doesn’t even bear complaining about.  Blessed.  We are so blessed.

I do know we are dealt our hand, which we have little to no control over, what we do with that hand is completely on us.

The storm gave us an opportunity to hunker down with all  of our kids through the meat of the storm, even playing Monopoly for an hour or more until we were all tired of it.  And Clue.  And Gin Rummy.  And I really am not a game player.

We had plenty of food and snacks and down time.

So now we return to normal.  Back to the election nausea.  Projects due on Wednesday at school.  Homecoming week (now 3 days).  Laundry.  Schedules.  Life.

It’s all good.

 

What is “busy”?

I find myself muttering frequently, “why are we all so effing BUSY?”  It’s ridiculous.  It takes 2 hours and 25 texts for 4 women to decide on a mutual night to celebrate a 50th birthday.  FOR.  THE.  LOVE.

I’ve been mulling it over lately and I realized that actually WE are not really busier, but our children are getting older.  All this “new” independence and ages and stages of childhood to adulthood brings entirely new agendas for each kiddo.  Truly it is more a matter of keeping up with all the different lives going on and slowly stepping back and letting them manage their own business.  Gone are the days of laying out clothes or choosing the blind eye to the ensemble hand-picked by independent young’uns and then off to whatever Mama and Papa had planned.  Period end.

Fast forward 18 years, now it is Mama and Papa with their activities and then each kiddo with their own activities.  Add it up and that’s a whole lotta colors on the calendar.  For us, at this point, some of those colors aren’t really our worry.  Some of the colors just involve a little bit of coordination and conversation but not true involvement on the parental unit’s behalf.  It is a strange new world.  One where I have finally decided that I will forego Open House because I have already been to High School, enjoyed it immensely and have ZERO desire to go back.  I do not want to re-live high school through my children’s activities.  This is where they begin to spread their own independent wings and start taking ownership of their business.  They dang sure don’t need me up in their grill stirring the pot of high school drama.  Sometimes that means they screw it up.  Sometimes we have to step back in and re-evaluate the way things are taking place and prioritize and time manage.  A few steps forward and a bunch more backward.  That’s how the baby bird learns to fly, right?  That’s also how we un-busy ourselves a little bit more.

And suddenly WE aren’t as busy, but our kids are starting to lead their own lives and it’s a little scary, a lot new and a whole bunch good.  I just need to keep repeating that to myself.

Here we are

dinner

All week long we go, go, go.  You know that feeling, right?  But then something magical happens and it is called Friday.  The kids all have plans.  The ocean is too rough for paddleboarding.  Neither of us is very hungry.  So we make a couple sandwiches and throw on our flip flops and drag our chairs to the beach.

Chat.  Eat.  Sit.  Watch.  Listen.  Feel.

Life is good.  Friday is good.  This moment in time.  It’s good.