Monday, September 28, 2009

Ooooo Canada

I wasn't there but Shawn was with his camera, his family and his fishing tackle. This past June, the DeBoer men went to Canada in search of the big one. Intentions are for Shawn to write a little diddy about the trip but since he's started a new job and all, you'll have to cut him some slack. For now, here's some photo representation of the trip which, from what I hear, is going to be an annual event. Now… thoughts on where I could go or what I could do while they're away. Anyone? Anyone?

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Wishful Thinking

Sometimes I wish I could bottle up feelings and save and experience them later. By that I mean, good feelings; feelings of contentedness, happiness, bliss, comfort, pure joy and overwhelming love. I've come across many of these feelings lately. They're small events. Those that make me smile and make me take a moment to let them sink in. Let me illustrate:

1. You step out of the hot shower on a chilly fall morning and wrap yourself up in a freshly washed, warm fuzzy white robe.
2. You just get done physically working your body to the bone on a hot Saturday and after a good cold shower, you get to lay down in your bed for the first time.
3. Your husband gets up to go shower and get ready for work and you roll over and snuggle up to his pillow, sheets and smell.
4. Your sister calls you somewhat late at night to tell you you're an aunt again and you have your first nephew and everyone is perfectly healthy.
5. Your favorite dog walks up to you and your resting arms and nudges them because he loves you and wants you to love him up some in return.

All the above, to me, are priceless.

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Woman's Lament

When I was in high school, I penned a rhyming, short poem titled, "A Short Person's Lament." In similar fashion, I'm here today to vent and whine, I just won't do it in a rhyme. Well, starting now.

I've struggled recently with the upkeep of being a woman. My husband (who I love) rises from bed, takes a shower, brushes his teeth, puts on some deo and some clothes and strolls out the door in less then 20 minutes. I, on the other hand, require anywhere from 45 minutes to over an hour to prep, depending on the occasion. The shorter end of the spectrum is often seen by true friends and family. I call this look, el naturaal. The longer end of the spectrum is for special occasions or life events. It's a look on the verge of extinction as I become more comfortable with myself in my own (el naturaal) skin or quite simply, as I become more lazy. Reasoning aside, and back to my original point of contention, women have far more upkeep then men. I hand-wrote a list of everything that personally needs tending and was appalled.

Needless to say, I don't do all of these daily. Sometimes I'm lucky if I do some of them monthly or even yearly. If you can frequent them all daily, let me know where you find the time and more importantly, what the hell for? Also, if you've been graced with "natural beauty," I hate and envy you in the same breath if nothing more then for the mere precious minutes you get to stay in bed later then I do. I am not a morning person.

I'll start from the top and work my way down (keep in mind this list does not include any medical needs or monthly occurrences):

shampoo every other day, condition daily
brush and apply product
straighten or curl
apply more product
cut, color and/or highlight as needed

wash/cleanse/lotion twice daily
apply makeup
remove makeup
apply/rinse mask to help complexion
pluck/trim/wax eyebrows (and any other facial hair)
insert/remove contacts

brush twice a day
floss twice a day
wear retainer at nights
whiten teeth
rinse with mouthwash

trim/file fingernails (manicure)
paint fingernails
trim/file toenails (pedicure)
paint toenails
exfoliate feet
lotion feet

you know all the parts (some more frequent then others)

apply lotion
apply body spray/perfume
apply deo

pick out ensemble
iron ensemble
choose shoes
choose bag/purse

My point in all of this: to show what I've learned from it. I now enjoy the freedom that comes with scratching some things off the list. For instance, I have to cut my fingernails now that I've finally been able to grow them. I HATE it. However, I deal with it by skipping painting my toenails. I have to wear something appropriate for work but I'm okay with not wearing much jewelry. I can get away with just blow-drying out my bangs and not straightening all of my hair because I'm okay with leaving it curly these days. No, I'm not settling. I'm becoming more comfortable with myself and I think that's more attractive then a third layer of eyeliner or an even bigger bag.

One final note: God bless mothers. Take my list and multiply it by the number of people they take care of. Good thing Norman's one of those I was referring to earlier. You know, the ones with "natural beauty."

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Operation DeBoer

Your mission should you choose to accept is to do as the DeBoers do. I'm extending the following challenge:

Attempt to make meals out of whatever food is left in your pantry, fridge and/or freezer only, until you're absolutely down to nothing.

One of the running jokes on Ruggles is Team DeBoer's empty fridge and pantry. So instead of taking offense I'm going on the offense by saying everyone should try it. It's no longer a flaw; it's a skill.


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