Life as a CrazyMimi

  New Year's Resolutions...do you make them?  Do you keep them? I stopped making them a few years ago.  I started making New Year's Intentions.  The difference?  Not much.  The definitions are similar.  But I like to think of it as a plan, a goal, not a promise.  Regardless, last year I decided I needed to be more grateful in 2023.  So I made that my intention.  I have a pouch (as shown in the picture) that says Grateful on it.  I cut up small slips of paper and dated them, starting on January 1st.  The beginning of the year was pretty easy. Family, friends, workout buddies, my car, a job that creates a paycheck, etc., etc.  So when I ran out of the obvious, I would try to find something that happened that day that I was grateful for. I soon realized that I had to dig really deep some days to find something.  Some days I honestly would write "my car started", or "I have a job", or "I have a warm dry house to sleep in".  These are pretty basic, but

There's something special about sitting in a room with the Christmas Tree being the only light.  It's quiet, with just some very soft carols being sung by For King and Country. Christmas Eve is tomorrow. The gifts are bought and wrapped. The food for tomorrow is prepped.  The house is clean. I don't have any reason to rush onto my next chore. So I sit and look at the tree, and enjoy the music. And while listening to the music, I hear the words... I mean I really hear the words! Words I have sung, words I've heard so many times. But it hits differently tonight.  I wonder what Mary was thinking, going to Bethlehem. Was she frightened? We've heard many times that the angel said "fear not", but Mary was human. Was she worried? Was she frightened? Was she excited? All of these thoughts as today is my first born son's birthday. So I remember the feelings that come with becoming a mother. But for Mary, her son was the highly anticipated Messiah! I can't i

Tis the season....     For Little Debbie Christmas Tree Cakes that is. So, every year at this time, Little Debbie attacks us with her seasonal cakes. She sneaks into all the stores and leaves those boxes of Christmas Tree cakes on the shelves in that aisle I never buy anything from...you know, the snack cake section.  I truly never buy anything from that aisle.  I can't or I would be huge.  I have a terrible sweet tooth, and that aisle makes me salivate.  Now, let me break down for you what these cakes are.   *The coating on the outside is a waxy, icky something.  Not sure what it's made of, and don't really want to know!  *The cake is mostly ok. White cake. Kind of plain.  Kind of nondescript.  *The sugar crystals on the top of the cake....SUGAR CRYSTALS. Nothing more needs to be said.  *The cream inside.  O.M.G.  I have no idea why I love these crazy horrible things so much, except that cream inside.  My diet for the last five plus years has been healthy, made from scratc

Today hasn't gone as planned...thank you rain. So instead of rucking, I was sitting on my porch feeling cranky after I got some housework done, and then a strange thing happened. I started just listening to the rain and feeling relaxed. I know I don't allow myself much down time. I mean, I have a lot of life to live yet, and I'm not getting any younger. So with working out, rucking, kayaking, and that horrible thing called work, I have to also keep my house clean, laundry done, and do my weekly meal prep. I try to get a good night's sleep because, well, I can't do all that other stuff if I don't allow my body to rest and recover at night.  So sitting on my porch doing absolutely nothing is not something I do a lot. I use my porch a lot, but normally I'm working or doing something productive while I sit there. Today has been just sitting quietly. And let's face facts here, Linda doesn't usually do anything quietly! The past year has been challenging,

  Everyone knows the Mother-In-Law jokes. There are millions of them.  And for some people, those jokes aren't just jokes. They are living those jokes.  Not me.  My Mother-In-Law and I never had any problems with each other.  She was never anything but kind and loving to me.  She always told everyone that she loved me like a daughter.  And she did.  She never treated me any different than she would have treated her own children. Then dementia reared it's ugly head. Even during the worst times with this horrible disease, if I took her hands and stared into her eyes and said "Mom, I love you", she would settle down.  It seemed to bring her "back" to us when I did this.   A while back I wrote another blog post titled "The Wonderful Day" where I described a day out with her with a Dr visit, lunch, prescription pick up, grocery store, and back home. The day started out rocky with her not wanting to take a bath and get her hair washed.  When she finally

As we approach the end of this year, my mind is all over the place.  I feel like this year has flown by.  But 2021 was supposed to be really good wasn't it?  Wasn't it supposed to be so much better than 2020? So as we get ready to plunge headfirst into 2022...or is it 2020 too?...I want some kind of plan in place in case it doesn't get better.  I mean, who wants to repeat these past two years?  Just being funny, but seriously, can we all just pray for some relief from the constant influx of bad news, terrible medical statistics, and economic disasters? So I've decided to implement a few changes in my life to ensure my sanity, and bring positivity to my family and others.  Here's what I'm thinking... **I plan to work out at least six days a week for stress relief...oh wait...I already do that.  Oh well, I will continue this! **I will love my family and friends, and do everything I can to support them and show my love.  Hmmm...already do this.  Ok, no problem.  I&