Growing Up in my 30's: Hair and Share...

Growing Up in my 30's: Hair and Share...

Hair and Share...

Before Getting there... After!!


So I finally cut my hair in my attempts to "grow up". Think it needs one more adjustment, we'll see. Created a two week challenge and sent it out to get some dieting support. I lasted to day 3. Woo-hoo!! Send out a press release!!! Tara has issues with sticking to something. Well. I have been married for ten years. That counts as sticking to something. My house has been relatively maintained for a few weeks. That is progress. Now on to more important things...



#1 Why is it that I can't hear the song "I had the time of my life..." from Dirty Dancing without picturing myself dancing around a dancing studio with Patrick Swayze? It doesn't matter where I am, Publix, Shopping Mall, Dr.'s office...I am just instantly there! It is like a early 90's brainwashing!! I am physically and mentally incapable of not picturing that scene in my head and starting to sway my hips.



#2 Why do our cartoons friends have to be labeled? The smurfs, the care bears, the seven dwarfs! Can we all just be different things each days? Or maybe we are more than one thing every day? I know I am occasionally grumpy, dopey and sleepy all at the same time. Why did they have to be labeled as just one. It is so wrong.



#3 I think at this point of my life I am blogging for my own entertainment. I realize that no one may care to read this but I am amusing myself by writing it so that counts! Free entertainment for me, by me!


Good night to all my late night reading friends. May your dreams be sweet. May your rest be satisfying and may you wake up happy and content with the world.

One more time!

That Starbucks gets me every time! 1:30 a.m. and I am still up. Lucky me. Well today I decided to branch out a bit. I went to a ladies night out with gals from church and went ice skating. I actually made it through without falling down at all. I wasn't speeding around the rink I was really just trying to stay vertical. I felt like Phoebe from Friends who ran around Central Park like a ten year old girl. Well I skated around the ice rink like a 5 year old. I remember the feeling of roller skating as a kid and feeling so alive and free. The wind would blow through my hair as I skated so effortlessly to whatever Wham song played over the speakers. My skating experience tonight was nothing like that. Don't get me wrong, I had a wonderful time. But I was really just trying to make sure I didn't beat the dust. I was determined no matter how badly my chins were throbbing to not be the first of my friends to have to take a break. I kept saying, "One more time around". How this relates to Growing up in my 30's you ask? I ventured out and did something new and different. I didn't stay home because it was out of my comfort zone, I went and tried. Go me! I got to get to know some wonderful women and got to try two new things at Starbucks. Life is good. I am going to to try, "One more time" to get some sleep.

The Beginning

Not sure if starting a blog at 4 in the morning should really be called something like "the beginning" when it really feels like "the end". I have been up for a while unable to sleep. It is at frustrating moments like this where it feels like "the end" of a battle I am just not going to win. I wish I could make my body obey the way we make our microwave obey. It tell it what to do and it does it. Nook my m & m's for 45 seconds....and it obeys. It would be nice to say "sleep!" and be able to sleep.

I am labeling this blog "Growing Up in my 30's". Now let me explain that the growing up is really something everyone else wants me to do but not necessarily something I am dead set on. Apparently throwing your dirty clothes on the floor as a married mother of two is not highly recommended. It is not that I am against the responsible organized lifestyle, I am just not good at it. If I could push the magical obey button and make myself that way naturally then

woop-di-du!!

that would be awesome. But seeing as though I suck at it then all the work and effort seems like such a pain. It is not that I am lazy. I will explain all that later. It is just I don't even think about it. I focus mostly on the essentials. Eat, sleep, relax, be the taxi lady to my kids, raise them to be amazing Godly people, go to my obligations etc. Wow, I am tired just typing all that. I am in serious need of a vacation. Big shiny clean cruise ship would be nice. Anyway, back to thought A, this is the recording of my journey to be a grown up. This is my journey to being skinny too hopefully. They say if you get one area of your life organized/structured the rest falls into place too. So here I go with my goal list...

1. Be consistent in my daily time with God.
2. Get house in great shape and then maintain it! (laundry, dishes, clothes put away etc.)
3. Be good wife, mother, blah blah blah.
4. Get skinny! Lose at least 12 pounds by Myrtle Beach time this summer.

Here's hoping I have some success in these ventures. Feel free to leave me comments and encourage the heck out of me. Thanks.