Boycott Valentine’s Day

I love the idea of love. I love actual love. I love a lot of things. Heck, I’m in love. However, I don’t like going out on Valentine’s Day for dinner. It is my biggest pet peeve.

Let me tell you why….

Nine years ago when I was pregnant I had been on bed rest for the last month. My ex husband had made dinner arrangements for The Chart House (one of my favorite restaurants) that evening. I had been ordered to not have sex (umm, I’m pregnant and wanted to have sex with my husband) because they were afraid that I would go into pre-term labor. My life sucked.

I had two doctor’s appointments on Valentine’s Day. The first was my obstetrician who checked me out and said we could have sex. I was excited. I then went to see the maternal and fetal medicine doctor a few hours later who then told me no. I started to cry. He said, “I know it’s not what you want to hear, but I’m really concerned about your cervix shortening.” I was crushed.

Aren’t you supposed to have sex on Valentine’s Day with your husband? I was hormonal. I was looking forward to some big belly loving. But, it wasn’t meant to be. So, we went to dinner that night and the restaurant had so many tables squeezed in there that I couldn’t maneuver through the tables with my belly. I started to cry as I tried to slide my way to our table.

Men saw what was wrong and started to move their tables aside as tears rolled down my eyes. I felt like the biggest pregnant loser ever. No sex and I was too fat to get to our table.

My husband at the time was very comforting and encouraging. He told me that I was creating life and that was more important than anything, but I didn’t believe him. My self-esteem was shot. It was at that moment that I realized that I didn’t like Valentine’s Day and I would never go to dinner again. I felt that restaurants overbooked and added so many more tables to get the money in and I wasn’t going to take part in that foolishness. I was deeply wounded.

And you know what? I’ve never gone out on Valentine’s Day for dinner ever again. Every year that we were married after that my husband would ask did I want to go to dinner and every year I said “No, you remember that I’m boycotting right?” He would laugh and cook us dinner at home and that was fine with me.

This Valentine’s Day, I’m in a relationship with a wonderful man who I’ve expressed that I’m boycotting dinner at a great restaurant and he’s cool with that. He laughed. I’m not even seeing him on that day because it’s a weeknight and I have Munch. So, I will surprise Munch with a dozen heart balloons when he wakes up on Valentine’s Day. I will have a card for him and we will go to Toys R’Us for a toy after school and I will buy him dinner at Chipotle.

He will love it all the same and it will be a perfect mommy/son date. I couldn’t ask for anything more considering that I boycott dinner at a fancy restaurant on this day. He’ll kiss me and tell me that I’m the best mommy in the world and I will kiss him and tell him that he is the best son in the world.

And you know what? He is. Our love is perfect.

1,000 Followers!

Woohoo! I am at 1,000 WordPress followers. I can’t believe it. Ya’ll remember that it was in late September that I was excited to have made 800 WordPress followers. I’m now at 1,001 and received this notice…

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What an amazing blessing! I never thought being on this blogging journey would yield this amazing result. I thank you so much for following me, liking my posts and interacting with me. This has been a journey and you are all valued and appreciated.

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Never would I have imagined that I would meet such wonderful bloggers while just writing. Pouring out my heart and hoping that you can relate to me. I’m not the same person that I was last year. One year ago. I’ve changed so much.

Growth.

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It’s been scary, but you’ve been part of this journey. 2016 has been sweet and I can’t wait to keep pushing forward. I thank you a 1,000 times over.

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Blessings at Christ House

My girlfriends and I were given the great opportunity to be of service the Saturday after Thanksgiving. We volunteered at Christ House. What an amazing time we had! Serving others allows you to remember to count your blessings and that even Jesus came to serve.

Mark 10:45(NRSV)

45 For the Son of Man came not to be served but to serve, and to give his life a ransom for many.”

In late September, I reached out to some of my girlfriends and asked them would they be interested in volunteering with me. We always say that we’re too busy and we wish we had more time to catch up so this was a way for us to do both. My friends heard the call and answered. I am thankful.

Although our first group effort lacked two members we made due. Christ House has a small kitchen so they can only have 3-5 volunteers at a time. So, we had three, including me. There were all men there (except for the nurses) and they were so kind and thankful for our efforts. We didn’t cook this time. We made sandwiches and salads and a side of fruit.

We were so blessed by this experience on Saturday that I was reminded of the blessings of: friendship, life, health, family and housing. Thanks abounded and we were given the blessing of being able to do some good will. They stopped and talked to us and the chef was so wonderful that we decided that we would volunteer our time at Christ House again.

A little about Christ House:

Christ House opened in December 1985 as the first 24-hour residential medical facility for homeless persons in the United States. Today, Christ House is still the only facility of its kind in the Washington, DC, metropolitan area where over 6,000 people experience homelessness every day. To the best of our knowledge, there are only 13 stand-alone residential medical facilities for the homeless like Christ House in all of the U.S. and Canada. Since our inception, we have had over 8,000 admissions.

Patients are admitted to Christ House from area hospitals, shelters, clinics, and medical outreach projects. They suffer from a variety of illnesses and injuries including cancer, hypertension and stroke, liver disease, kidney failure, diabetes and related amputations, HIV/AIDS, respiratory disease, major lacerations, fractures, and ulcerations of the skin. Many are malnourished, anemic, depressed, and desperately disconnected from healthy sources of support.

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Day 7: Seven Days of Thankfulness

Today is Thanksgiving and my last day of thankfulness. What am I thankful for today? Each and everyone of you.

Thank you for reading my blog. Thank you for following me. Thank you for commenting. Thank you for engaging me.

Thank you for friendships that have developed and questions answered. I wish each and everyone of you a very Happy Thanksgiving! May your stomachs be full of food, your hearts full of love and your mouth full of laughter. 

Celebrate and love each other.

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What Are We Waiting For?

All these atrocities occurring all over the world have definitely put a damper on blogging and in all actuality reading some of your blogs. I get it. We are so exhausted from the fact that it seems like non-stop tragedy after tragedy. We appear to be on a roller coaster of highs and lows and when will it end? When will we stop feeling like we are watching a horror film play on the nightly news or on our cell phone alerts? Can we catch a break?

We are all getting burned out. Waiting for the next tragedy. Waiting for the next police shooting. Waiting.

It didn’t help that as soon as I came back from a wonderful weekend of sun and fun I had to attend an Active Shooter Training at my job. Really? All this tragedy in the world and I need to attend this right now? Ugh!

The officer who taught the class was very thorough and it was informative, but it really dampened my mood. I started worrying and waiting for the next dang tragedy or atrocity to occur. I mean isn’t this what we’re all doing? Waiting.

We need to stop waiting for tragedy and just wait on the Lord. I had to accept that. I’m waiting for man, when I should be waiting on God.

Isaiah 40:31 New Revised Standard Version (NRSV)

31 but those who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength,
they shall mount up with wings like eagles,
they shall run and not be weary,
they shall walk and not faint.

Tragedy is going to happen, but we can’t get so consumed that we forget to live. We have to live. We have to have fun. We have to do silly things. We have to have meaningless conversations. We have to stop waiting for more tragedy and just rejoice in the fact that we are alive and blessed.

Here’s 5 Things You Can Do Instead of Wait:

  1. Learn a new hobby or craft. I decided to journal. Journal random thoughts or pictures of interest. Quirks or phrases. Hey, they might actually make a blog topic sometime.
  2. It’s the summer. Even if your funds are limited take day trips to places. Munch and I are doing a day trip to the beach early next month. Can’t wait.
  3. Read an interesting book. I love the smell of books even though I read a lot of books on my IPad, but check around some of your bloggers may have books that are out that you can read and review.
  4. Spend time with friends and family. Yes, remember that this is the season for cookouts and reunions. Share some fun and laughter with your friends and family. Just get out of the house and experience life by taking photos with your loved ones.
  5. Volunteer work. This is an excellent opportunity to give back to your community and realize how blessed you are. There are people who are homeless, sick or need mentors. Whatever your heart’s desire, be compelled to spend some time with others in need. It helps renew you on the fact that we have real issues that we need to focus on.

There you have it. Stop waiting and start living. Start enjoying the life you have because you only get one.

 

 

Random Rumblings – 7/6/2016

My life is good right now. I’m happy. I’m so ecstatic at where God has me at this season in my life that I can’t begin to explain the giddiness I feel when I open my eyes each day. This journey is both scary and exciting and I’m just allowing God to use me. Use me where he wants me to be.

My Munch is good. His soccer team finished third this season and he got his soccer trophy on July 4th during a rainy ceremony. He was happy. The rain didn’t bother him. LOL! To be young and not have to worry about your hair. I am happy that it is over. He is enjoying the summer having finished a STEM camp where he LOVED being there. It was $20.00 for 5 full days of learning and exploring STEM. I couldn’t believe that he would have enjoyed it so much. I’m now pressuring my mom to get one started at my church.

Munch and I attended the Universoul Circus at the National Harbor last week and although he was a little reluctant to go, he loved it. He had so much fun. He was dancing, singing, making me pay for everything he had his mind on. It was hilarious. But, the look of pure excitement was worth the $80.00 for face painting, pony ride, food, a light saber, pictures and parking.

I just started a new job so we’re not taking any vacations until September when we head home to Tennessee. I hadn’t been home in almost a year so I’m looking forward to spending time with my family and just enjoying the moment. We have a lot of in town activities and I’m taking him to a couple of amusement parks and the beach. No week-long trip, but some quality time spent playing in the sand and making memories together.

About my new job…I LOVE IT!

Yes, I really do. My team is awesome, my boss is awesome, my office is awesome. Awesomeness all around. I know it’s still new and shiny, but I’m thankful for the opportunity and just embracing the changes. I’ve already had my first one-on-one with everyone and my first staff meeting is scheduled today. Whew! I’m excited.

My dating life is good. Mr. C is still hanging in there. LOL. I think it’s mutual. What I love is that we meet each other in the space where we can have intelligent conversations that don’t offend. I like that. We’re adult. We disagree and we aren’t disrespectful with each other when we don’t see eye to eye. He’s inspiring me to be better. To grow in uncomfortable spaces and spread my wings. He sent flowers to my job last week and I was surprised. The reason “Just Because”. How sweet is that?

Finally, my life is still good even though I got into another car accident last week. Can you believe it? Yes, another one. A woman side swiped me as I was meeting Mr. C for breakfast. He was on the scene in less than 5 minutes trying to comfort and encourage me. She had just gotten car insurance and her license and spoke no English. But, she was very apologetic and admitted to her insurance company that she was at fault. Immediately.

I was impressed and thankful for her honesty and we’re both okay. Thankfully. I have damage to my car (which I’m trying to pay off and trade-in because it is bad luck apparently) but I’m still good.

That’s all folks. How’ve you been?