Eggs anyone!

So, today I woke up with the sun peaking through the wooden blinds laying in my husbands arms. The sound of Cajun music waking us slowly.
…but soon I get that calling and jumped out of bed to get my first mug of Community Dark Roast Coffee…let the dogs out and then found myself crawling back in bed for a minute until the house warmed up…
Closed my eyes with a big smile, just knowing that today was going to another ME day!
Looking forward to a visit to my favorite massage therapist, for that nagging sore knot I’ve been suffering with since falling in love with bike riding.
So, my morning is off to a beautiful start.

My massage was great…from head to toe…my body is at peace. Touch is so essential for any human being but for those who need that extra special touch, massage therapy is so beneficial in so many ways.

For me, I can now bend my leg the way I’ am supposed to! And I feel great!
After my massage, I stopped at a local grocery store that has the freshest produce.
Tonight our wonderful neighbors, who are like family to us are cooking and I’m bring the salad.
So, I wanted the freshest produce to make a yummy and splendid salad.
As I returned to my desk I decided to check in on Face Book.
As I reviewed the many different status updates, I came across one of my friends from high schools status. It revealed to me that she has just lost a dear friend and having a difficult time.
Well, the miracle worker I try to be at times came out in me.
And I started sending her messages of support and relief. I also began finding videos from YouTube to post, to lift her up.
As I was doing this I became so enthralled in the moment that I lost track of time.
Next thing I know the mechanic who was in our backyard yelled out to me from across the yard…“You cooking something?”

Well. …The light bulb went off in my ditzy little brain and I took off like a bolt of lighting!

To save some time this evening, when I came home from the grocery store, I put some eggs boiling for the salad.

I had every intention of going back in to get them in 20 minutes but of course, I got distracted! While helping my friend and tending to the shop business.
You cant imagine what I walked in my house to find!
Egg Explosion! Eggs everywhere!
From the kitchen sink all the way to the front door of my house! I even had eggs on the ceiling!
I must be the only person in the world that can burn eggs. Now I must be the only one that can make them explode!
As I was cleaning up, I had put in today to clean and she did everything she could to get rid of the seafood smell, but it just wouldnt go away.
Well….the seafood smell is gone…without a doubt…
Guess what it smells like now?

Life doesn’t go according to how we plan it. We just have to go with the flow and look forward to a glass of wine at 5! and Look forward to tomorrow.

 Diary Days

Have you ever had a situation where you know you were very emotional because of something that was said to you…
and it possibly made you so miserable, you cried and most likely threw a big fit?!
And then days or maybe just a few weeks later, the event is brought up again likely due to your emotional reaction that you had at that time and you don’t even remember what words were said to you in the first place, that caused all the pain?!
Many people suffer this way, just like you do.
Remembering certain things in your past…
…seems just so ridiculous hard to do!
             Personally, I am in the stats of those who have difficulty remembering things, so don’t feel alone, at all.
I have come to have an understanding that we must block out events in our past for some reason or another.
…………………Experts suggest that some type of repressed memory causes one to block out events that are painful or uncomfortable. So those experts say that behavior therapy would assist in the healing of such repressed memory problems.
Journaling… has been a form of therapy for centuries.

Emotional issues have been hidden deep into your memory can be recaptured by this type of therapy.

Recalling the events that you have repressed…

Reading your journal notes can toggle the memory and help you to overcome the repressed thought.

….when you reread what you have journaled.
As young girls, we are given a diary, to write our most secrets thoughts in.
I wonder how many of us young girls still have our diaries>?
I sure wish I would have kept a diary of my life…A lot would make more sense to me! According to the experts!
……………..I learned a long time ago…. when I went to a bible study…that I should write down all my prayers and keep a journal.
So, later in life I can look back at my prayers and see how God has worked in my life.

And, honestly, when I do look back in my journal at hat I had written down for my prayers….I see that….

He has answered many prayers that I wrote to Him about………….Not all are answered in my time….but answered, nonetheless.
Journaling doesn’t have rules to it…Its not important how long you write or how much you make sense in proper English…
Dating your journal entries IS important!
Just think how rewarding it would be to go back and read something you were going through and measure how much that situation has changed you today.
Kind of sounds like self help to me…and a whole lot cheaper than a shrink these days too.!
………………My oldest daughter….ever since I can remember, has kept a journal…

….Actually the very first diary she received as a gift was in front of all the family…and
When she opened the diary she was so excited…All 10 yrs of her little self she says “Its a Diarrhea?”
Yes we all laughed….and well today the laugh is on us…
She is in nursing school and after all these years still has the many journals she kept her life in during her adolescent years…
…Just recently she mentioned to me that she was rereading one of her diary entries and thought she sounded really weird and crazy.!!!
I can just predict that all those diaries/journals will make her a Best Seller one day!
However you decide to journal, whether it is for remembering your emotional status during that last argument or using it to overcome a fear or tracking your prayers, there is one thing that I know…

….somewhere down the road we will not be here…how do you want to have your grandchildren remember you…I think its a good way to leave a legacy too!
Find joy in writing and I wish you happy journal !