Beta Babe

Week 12 of 52

Well, howdy y’all. How are ya doin?

Me? Feelin’ a bit overwhelmed to tell ya the truth. You ever feel that way? Lately, I’m just tired, stressed, so forgetful I think I have the early stages of Alzheimers, too much to do, not enough money, not enough time, dealing with a hot-headed person at work, not enough patience, obviously not enough faith in God nor myself, and it’s all a bit too much to deal with right now. So, with that said, I’m getting it out of my head and putting it in my pocket. I’ll pull that out and look at it a bit later. I figure if I ignore it, it won’t exactly go away, but I can ignore it for a little while before having to deal with it again. No, for now, in this very moment, I will blog, I will think of happier times with Hallie (not the bad teen attitude I dealt with last night and this morning). I will try to think of the positives. What are the positives? Let’s see…

I’m so much of a list maker (I am a Virgo, so I can’t really help it. I’m cursed to be this way.)
1) I have an awesome kid (even if she does occasionally get testy), who is one of my best friends;
2) I have the world’s sweetest, loving mom, who is one of my best friends;
3) I have some really great friends who love me and make me feel special;
4) I love to blog, when I have time (or should I say “make” time);
5) I have furbabies that I love (yes, even our murderous cat, Tiger);
6) We still have our beloved Buddy, whom my brother saved last week (more on this below);
7) I have a job that helps pay the bills (even if I don’t like my job the majority of the time);
8) Hallie and I are over our sinus/allergy crud and my poison ivy is on its way out;
9) I have a home that comforts and protects us;
10) I have a car that runs;
11) I am happy my brother lives next door who helps look out for all of us;
12) I am happy to live in the country, which is not always peaceful, but a darn sight quieter than livin’ in the city. Been there, done that. Threw out the return ticket;
13) I have so much to be thankful for and so many blessings (that I seem to take for granted the majority of the time) and I thank God and Jesus for all they have done for us, and still do;
14) I love to write (although I do experience the occasional block, set back and self sabotage);
15) I love photography (although I do experience the occasional block, meaning my eyes are too closed, my legs and arms are too busy, so I don’t always participate in the beauty that surrounds me 24 hours a day);
16) and the list could go on and on, but I feel better now. So, I’m gonna work on focusing on the positives for the rest of the day. Let’s see how long I make it.

What’s been going on in your lives over the past week?

As you can see above, Hallie’s Beta Induction Ceremony was last week. She’s in the Jr. Beta Club again this year. She’s a brainiac. She’s earned it. I’m a proud mama if ya can’t tell.

Hallie and I are doing the 21 day meditation challenge together in the mornings. I started over since she came home from Spring Break, so we could do them each day together. They are quite enjoyable, and I love the music, and Deepak’s voice. I don’t know if practicing the meditation has helped me any, thus far. I am trying to learn how to be still and silent and just be. That is a feat in itself. Plus, it’s a nice quiet bonding time for me and Hallie, so that’s always good. We completed Day 8 this morning, so perhaps we will have established a new daily habit by the time we reach Day 21.

I’m working on notes for my upcoming Camp Nano project, which have been some most enjoyable jaunts, but alas, I never seem to have allotted myself enough time, I get carried away, and then my alarm goes off, telling me I need to either go to bed, or finish getting ready for work, depending on the time. Always depending on the time… I want to be more like Hallie, not care what time it is, take my time, my sweet time, in everything I do, never wear a watch, and let someone else tell me when I need to do something. Does anybody really know what time it is? Does anybody really care? 😉 5 more days till Camp begins! I’m totally stoked!! At least I’m excited instead of a nervous wreck, so that’s good. Last time, I started a few days late, was acting like a psych patient on a caffeine drip, and didn’t quite make my word count, which sent me into a complete funk, even though I refused to admit it at the time. Who is happy when they fail? I mean, really. Truth is, I didn’t organize my time properly and this is why I failed. I’m prepared this go round, and I’m chomping at the bit to get started. Ideas are pouring out of my mind, out of my subconscious, out of my dreams, out through my fingers and I’m typing the notes as fast as I can, or scribbling, or taping them on my handheld.

Hallie and I actually made time to spend with some of our best chums over the weekend, so I’m slick with social time and catching up with some peeps.

Still, no sight of Carlie. :'( Miss that sweet, fluffy baby.

We had been putting Buddy on the yard cable during the day instead of his kennel. That way, he could lay and roll in the grass, or get in his other dog house, roam around and have some more stretching room, since the weather had been mostly nice. Well, I guess Doug happened to go outside and heard Buddy barking, and it was coming from the pond! Buddy had escaped his cable somehow and either jumped or slipped off the pier into the pond. He was dog-paddling (if he’s a dog, do you say ‘dog-paddling’, or just ‘paddling’?) himself back up onto the pier, or attempting to. Don’t know why that boy didn’t paddle his way to shore and just climb/crawl out, but he was trying to get back up to where he fell off. Bless him. I’m sure that boy was getting tired, and started begging for help. Thank God that Doug heard him when he did, or sweet Buddy would most likely not be with us. We heard about it when we got home, and we just loved and loved on that sweet Buddy, telling him we were sooooo glad Doug saved him and he was okay.

Mama is not well, yet, but she is much better, so we’ll take it. 😉

I reckon I’ll mosey on over to my 101 things in 1001 days and update that. I don’t know that I have anything to update, but ya never know.

Y’all just holla when ya have a prayer request, and please pray for those below, if ya don’t mind.

1) Please pray for Kristie and David, for comfort and peace.
2) Please pray for Jennefer about her job, as well as her co-workers. Please pray that her co-workers to treat her with love and kindness.
3) Please pray for Sherree to quickly sell her house.
4) Please pray for Carlie to be safe and well.
5) Please pray for Carlie to come by sometime and let us know she’s ok.
6) Please pray for Mama to get well and feel good again.
7) Please pray for Patrick to find the woman of his dreams, fall in love and get married. Pray he finds her this year.

So, yeah, I know this was a bit long-winded. Sorry ’bout that. Lots goin’ on, huh? It’ll be short and sweeter next time. 😉 Y’all have a groovilicious week!!! Enjoy the sunshine if ya have any. Try to take time (not like me) to notice the beauty around you during the day, each and every day. Love yooze guys!!! *smooch* *squish*


Epic Fail

Week 11 of 52…  (I failed at posting for week 10)  🙁

Top o’ the marnin’ to ya!  Oh, savin’ a bit of the irish for this marnin’, even though, yes I know, St. Paddy’s was yesterday, which, in celebration of that day, my leeetle squish and I made lime cookies yesterday evening. She had been gone on Spring Break with her best chum, Huntleigh and her family, and just got home yesterday afternoon, so Mama cooked chicken ‘n’ dumplins, and we had supper over there. Then home to make cookies with my bambino. And did not let her out of my sight! Gone for almost a week, I was in baby withdrawals.


Such a crazy and stressful week for me. Hallie left on Tuesday evening to go to Lake Washington, and I had planned to work on the business start-up thingy every night while she was gone, plus take care of the furbabes, clean the house, find time to do this 21-day meditation challenge, squeeze in time to write, etc. So, neglecting friends that needed chill time together, I immersed myself in as much as I possibly could to keep myself busy and keep my mind off missing Hallie. Did it work? No, not really. Did it make the time go quickly. Yeah, pretty much. But it still felt like she was gone for a month. Yes, I know, I am pitiful.

Well, like I said, H left on Tuesday. Carlie left on Wednesday. I have been soooo worried. You can check out earlier posts on Carlie. She’s our black panther baby. Princess Carlotta was one post. Yes, she thinks she is a princess, she should be spoiled and spoon fed. Well, she is spoiled, but no spoon. Anywho, went out to feed the babes Wednesday evening and she was nowhere to be found. Of course, Tiger came running, as he is surely to never miss a meal, that growin’ boy that he is. He’s my devil cat, in earlier postings I’ve explained how he’s trying to kill me on multiple occasions. Part of me wonders if Carlie ran away because she was tired of being beat up on. Tiger made it a daily habit to give her a good thrashing, and would show power over her by pinning her to the ground while she’s creaming UNCLE!!!! He’s a bully, I tell you! Pure meanness, that one. He sure wasn’t that way when he came to be a part of the family. Scaredy kitten is what he was. Well, not anymore. I wonder if Carlie finally had had enough and ran off. I called and called. I looked in the shop, the storage room, the barn, under the house, walked the land calling her in every direction. No sign of her. Drove up and down the country road. No Carlie. 🙁

Well, Hallie came home and I had to break the news. And needless to say, no tear was spared. She went out in the yard to sit with Buddy and wept. He was kissing her, trying to make her feel better, and then gently laid his head beside her leg, trying to comfort her. I joined her in the grass, and she just laid her head in my lap and I caressed her hair while the tears fell. Oh Carlie, please come back home?

Ya know, after Sammy left, he was gone for maybe a month, before he came by for a visit, just to let us know he was alright, plump from being fed well, and didn’t stay. A short visit to say hello, not to worry, and then he left again. He’d come by every few months to do the same. Weird right? But how thoughtful of him to let us know we needn’t worry. I sure hope Carlie does the same. She’s never left before.

Anyway, I slacked on posting for week 10 of 52. Sorry. I failed at posting every single week of the year. And, there’s no good excuse. All I had to do was fit in 10-15 minutes to post, and I simply didn’t do it. I thought about it while in the midst of a project, and then forgot again by the time I was done.

Oh, and as for being sickly, Hallie and I are both over our sinus infection/allergy stuff, for the most part.  And then I went and covered myself in poison ivy.  My own fault really.  I had the oil on my work gloves from the last time I worked in the yard, failed to wash them, rubbed my face, and I suppose my legs.  It spread from there.  I am miserable.  I’d gladly go back and take the allergy/sinus stuff if I could say goodbye to this poison ivy!  Excuse me while I go claw my skin off.  Mama is still coughing and suffering from her severe bronchitis.  Poor baby has been sick for a month.

So, I guess I’m off to update my list of 101 things in 1001 days, and to let you know, the lime cookies turned out quite delicious. Hallie put cream cheese icing on hers. I just ate them plain. Tasted almost like a margarita in a cookie. Yum! Oh, and after all that sweat and flour and muscle and time we put into those yummy cookies, I should hope so….NOT! We used the boxed kind, so it took what, less than 5 minutes to mix the ingredients, ball up and transfer to a cookie sheet, pop in the oven for 8 minutes, and VOILA! Yummy cookies! Hey, sometimes, ya gotta simplify. And ain’t nuttin wrong with using the boxed set of prepacked ingredients. It’s all good.

So, if ya have a prayer request, please holla, and I’ll post.

1) Please pray for Carlie to be safe and well.
2) Please pray for Carlie to come by sometime and let us know she’s ok.
3) Please pray for Mama to get well and feel good again.
4) Please pray for Patrick to find the woman of his dreams, fall in love and get married. Pray he finds her this year.

Have a mahvelous Monday.  Know that I love ya!  *smooch*  And let me know if I forgot anything.  I’m not operating on all cylinders this week.

Oh, and I think I’m just crazy enough to do Camp Nanowrimo in April.  I’m getting ready now, establishing some sort of writing schedule, and gathering all my notes for this new sci-fi/fantasy/adventure I’m working on.  Why do I put so much on myself?  Do I enjoy setting myself up for failure?  Self-sabotage?  Who knows?  I’m doing it anyway.  We’ll see where I end up.  By the way, working on 2 different stories at the same time.  I think I’ll be smart about it and put the second one on the back burner for now, and just work on the main one.  Make sense?  Yeah, I’m surprised, too.  😉


Get Back on the Horse

Week 9 of 52, a bit late…

These beauties met us on our journey to school a couple of mornings ago. The sun was soooo bright, it was hard to get a good shot, plus I was on a main road and a car was coming up behind me, so I didn’t have time to try another angle.

Nothing new to report for this past week.  Still trying to recover from this sinus crud.  Hallie, too.  Mama is still suffering from her severe Bronchitis, and she went back to work Monday, after missing over 2 weeks worth.  Bless her.  I’ll be glad when we are all well.

Work has been completely insane.  No more to say about that.  Just been too worn out to work on anything.   Work, work, work, then home to try to rest as much as possible, and trying to get to bed early.

I have a couple of things in the works.  One, I will have to discuss later, when certain things play out.  The second is Oprah and Deepak’s 21 day Meditation Challenge.  Go on over to Oprah’s website, and then click on the photo of Oprah and Deepak’s Meditation Challenge.  Join me, won’t you?  It’s free.  You can go ahead and register, and then the 21 day challenge begins on Monday, March 11.  I’m hoping this will help me stress less, find some inner peace, stillness, silence, heal my inner self, and maybe I can learn to center myself whenever I need to.  I’ll let you know how that goes.

Oh, as far as my no cussing streak, I went for about 20 days, and then blew it!  It was either last Thursday or Friday, all H-E-double hockey sticks broke loose, including my mouth.  I was sick anyway, and that didn’t help, depressed, blah blah blah.  I know, I need to get back on the horse.  😉

I hope you guys have had a lovely week.  Perhaps I can actually be more timely posting to my blog, and actually get to it during the weekend.  It’s supposed to be a nice Saturday, so I am planning on playing in the yard.  Playing, meaning cleaning, picking up sticks, mowing, and then working in the garden, getting it prepped for planting.  Wanted to do that last weekend, but it was too cold, and I was still suffering from whatever this is, plus Hallie was sick and needed Mama love.  I’m heading over to update my 101 Things in 1001 Days, and see if there is even anything to update.

Prayer Requests:
(1) Please pray for Mama to hurry up and heal, get well, Bronchitis and all sickness and coughing GONE.
(2) For Patrick to find the woman of his dreams, fall in love and get married. Pray he finds her this year.

If you have a prayer request, please comment me or email me and let me know.

Love ya! *hug*