Sunday, April 27, 2008

[Fiona] Overwhelmed

Occassionally I make posts that tie into my other blog. This will be one of those times. I had melt down yesterday. It was over a combination of things. I don't know how Shrek keeps his sense of "come what may" married to me. I get antsy when I feel overwhelmed. Things at work, things at home, my dad, chores, my ongoing weight loss and its separate but equal overwhelming qualities all conspired to push me over the top.

I pace and mutter to myself when I feel stressed. Every single thing I had left to wear in my dresser felt uncomfortable and baggy. Work has been slow and we have had several days of layoff. Gas prices are out of control. Grocery prices are going way up and to be honest I don't know how people with kids do it. I felt like I didn't have the right to go out and buy anything to wear that fit. The more I turned that notion over in my mind the angrier and more frustrated I became. I felt trapped. Irrational I know but hey I never said I made perfect sense, silly.

Shrek asked me what was going on and in true Fiona fashion I danced around the real issue. Shrek is very wise after a few minutes he got up out of his chair and put his strong arms around me and calmed my fears. I went out to our local Target and I am now the proud owner of two pairs of brand new "cheap jeans". All of the clothes that no longer fit me have been bagged up and Shrek and I will be bringing them to a Salvation Army nearby. Sometime in the near future I hope to be at my weight loss goal and spend some time in maintenance land if for no other reason than to just breathe.

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

[Shrek] I'm Hopelessly Addicted

They say the first step to recovery is admitting you have a problem. And not until you have done that can you truly take that first step to recovery. Of course, that presumes the addiction is bad for you and that you need to recover from it.

I am hopelessly addicted to books. Be it mysteries, action/adventure, science fiction, or biographies, it does not matter. I like to read. In fact, I've been known to be reading two or three different books at once. I've even joined an online site where I can download books right to my computer. I simply can't get enough of them.

There, I said it...and boy do I feel better.

All sarcasm aside, the one thing I don't understand is people who DON'T read. I'm not talking about newspapers and magazines, I'm talking about people that haven't picked up a book in years. That makes no sense to me. The world is full of great stories being told that millions of people are totally unaware of because they're too busy watching crap on TV or playing video games to exercise their mind.

A famous question say "Why can't Johnny read?". The answer is pretty clear to me; because Johnny's parents probably never read anything but a newspaper in front of Johnny so the mere concept of books is completely foreign to him.

So do yourself and your children a big favor and go out and get a book or two to read.

Oh, and romance novels don't count.