Heya, once again I really have no idea what I want to say. Been awhile since I sat down here and wrote and just feel the need, if ya know what I mean.
Thanksgiving was a good day. Probably one of the most relaxed I can remember. We did absolutely nothing. My daughter and youngest son where here to have dinner with us. It had been awhile since we had had them together for quit awhile.
I'm afraid this last week or so has been hell on my diet lol. I gave myself some time off so that I could enjoy the thanksgiving holiday with out feeling guilty about any weight I may put back on.
You see since I was disabled my life has been very sedentary. Now some of that is do to the disability's, but there is also the ..... well, I was going to say lazy but that is not entirely accurate and its really not being fair to myself. See walking causes me allot of pain. Some days are worse than others but its always there. So my tendency to put off excessive is in part due to the fact I know its going to hurt.
There is the lazy side as well in all honesty. On days where I know it would not hurt as much as others I have tended to still not do anything.
I have been working hard on breaking that habit, and so far since June I have lost 73 lbs. I am still watching what I eat but there have been some days I have been bad lol.
I have discovered just how few calories I really need to get through a day. The most important part has been to make sure the calories I'm taken in are full of the nutrition I need for a day. If I do that then I really don't feel hungry and I loose the weight. If I eat mostly junk calories it is VERY hard not to binge.
Its really amazing how a little exercise, and eating a healthy diet can make you feel. To top that off loosing the weight is really good for improving my self opinion. I walked by the mirror the other day and just happened to glance in it. Walked away chuckling to myself. The thought that went through my head was, "Hey! there you are, where have you been?" Felt good to see my minds eye self looking back at me instead of that other face that doesn't fit my mental image of myself at all.
Don't get me wrong I still have a long way to go to meet my goal but I'm getting there and its showing. :)
Well out of things to write about. Probably because its so late and I'm starting to feel sleepy. Type at you again soon.
Monday, November 26, 2007
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Dont forget to say thanks
Not sure what I want to talk about today so lets just see what happens.
First thing that comes to mind is Veterans day. My bother sent me a note of thanks for answering the call to server. I was amazed at just how much it touched me.
I had planed to make a career in the Navy and I guess I have always felt I didn't deserve any acknowledgement for my brief time of service. What I learned from this one acknowledgement was this.
Its not the length of service that mater but the commitment.
With that realization I started thinking about all the people out there that server there fellow man in all sorts of ways.
Fireman, Policeman, Nurses, Doctors, Volunteers, City workers, specially those that keep our water and sewers running.
What I'm trying to say is this. Vets do deserve a specially day. especially war Vets. but don't forget the Vets that didn't go to war. There are many of us out there that took the same commitment we where just lucky enough not to have to have gone into harms way.
On top of that there is the everyday jobs that we should all remember to acknowledge, and those who fill these job.
Take a minute out of your day if you see someone who provides a service for his community and thank him or her. I know from my experience this month it can really mean allot.
I'm just as guilty as the next person for taking these things for granted. Lets all make the commitment to remember them and each other. After all who couldn't use a pat on the back now and again.
First thing that comes to mind is Veterans day. My bother sent me a note of thanks for answering the call to server. I was amazed at just how much it touched me.
This was the first time that anyone had acknowledge my willingness to serve my county, and I found out just how much it really does mean to be acknowledge. I understand better why those who took on the commitment and the risks involved with service should be thanked. For me if it never happens again its just fine. The simple truth is I never expected it in the first place.
You see I was disabled while I was in the service and have been retired since 1987. I was only able to serve in the Navy for 7 years before I was given a medical retirement (honorable).I had planed to make a career in the Navy and I guess I have always felt I didn't deserve any acknowledgement for my brief time of service. What I learned from this one acknowledgement was this.
Its not the length of service that mater but the commitment.
With that realization I started thinking about all the people out there that server there fellow man in all sorts of ways.
Fireman, Policeman, Nurses, Doctors, Volunteers, City workers, specially those that keep our water and sewers running.
What I'm trying to say is this. Vets do deserve a specially day. especially war Vets. but don't forget the Vets that didn't go to war. There are many of us out there that took the same commitment we where just lucky enough not to have to have gone into harms way.
On top of that there is the everyday jobs that we should all remember to acknowledge, and those who fill these job.
Take a minute out of your day if you see someone who provides a service for his community and thank him or her. I know from my experience this month it can really mean allot.
I'm just as guilty as the next person for taking these things for granted. Lets all make the commitment to remember them and each other. After all who couldn't use a pat on the back now and again.
Monday, November 5, 2007
Take a Pen for a spin...
Where did the time go? Seems like it was just a couple of days ago since my last post.
I kind of retreated there for a bit after the 24th. Its still kind of a hard time for me but it is getting better.
I have spent the last week or so relishing being a grandfather. My grand daughter is just a few months past her second birthday. We have been playing and enjoying all the little things such as the mystery of a spoon and fork, learning colors and the names of things. I find it truly amazing looking at the world through her eyes. Everything is so new and so wondrous.
Yesterday for example I watched her make a whole world out of a Popsicle stick a blanket and a little stuffed animal. It was simply incredible to listen to her half formed words and the amount of emotion that went into her conversation with the Stick and the stuffed dog. When it came time for pampa to join in well lets just say I had a lot of fun talking to a stick and a stuffed dog.
Pampa is the name my daughter chose for her kids to call me. The story behind that is this. When I was very little I could not say grandpa, It came out as pampa. Shortly before Haylie was born my daughter came to me and asked if I minded if she taught her kids to call me pampa. When I asked her why, as this totally shocked me and I felt very honored by her request. She told me this. " If your dad had stayed in Arizona with the rest of his family, All of the grand kids would have called your gandpa pampa right?" I told her yes probably as I was there first grandchild. Her response was, well it a great tradition that she wanted to pass on because of the love behind it and she felt that it was a proper thing to do.
Still floors me that she did this and I am trying very hard to be worthy of the title.
I have been trying to bring some of that wonder back into my life. Some where along the path of growing up I lost so much wonder in the world and the the things around me. I know for me becoming bogged down with the day to day responsibilities of life has stripped me of the wonder in the little things, like the Popsicle stick. Think about it, there was a time in all of our lives when the simplest think could send us off to a world of the most wonderful things. I just thought of one of my favorite childhood toys. The rocket ship pen, I explored many a world with that thing, shot down many aliens and bad guys as well.
Funny how all those sayings you heard as a child or young adult start to make more and more sense. For example, "Stop and smell the roses", "This is going to hurt me more than it is you", "Don't be in such a hurry to grow up".
I guess with the Anniversary of my Fathers passing and the wonder of being a grandfather. I have been on a bit of an emotional roller coaster. The amazing thing is that I feel very good. The anniversary was very cleansing to my spirit and my grand daughter has filled my spirit with so much life. Cant wait for my grandson to reach and age where we can start playing together.
Be good to yourself, stop and smell those roses. the next time you find yourself holding a pen, take it for a spin. Who knows where it might take you.
I kind of retreated there for a bit after the 24th. Its still kind of a hard time for me but it is getting better.
I have spent the last week or so relishing being a grandfather. My grand daughter is just a few months past her second birthday. We have been playing and enjoying all the little things such as the mystery of a spoon and fork, learning colors and the names of things. I find it truly amazing looking at the world through her eyes. Everything is so new and so wondrous.
Yesterday for example I watched her make a whole world out of a Popsicle stick a blanket and a little stuffed animal. It was simply incredible to listen to her half formed words and the amount of emotion that went into her conversation with the Stick and the stuffed dog. When it came time for pampa to join in well lets just say I had a lot of fun talking to a stick and a stuffed dog.
Pampa is the name my daughter chose for her kids to call me. The story behind that is this. When I was very little I could not say grandpa, It came out as pampa. Shortly before Haylie was born my daughter came to me and asked if I minded if she taught her kids to call me pampa. When I asked her why, as this totally shocked me and I felt very honored by her request. She told me this. " If your dad had stayed in Arizona with the rest of his family, All of the grand kids would have called your gandpa pampa right?" I told her yes probably as I was there first grandchild. Her response was, well it a great tradition that she wanted to pass on because of the love behind it and she felt that it was a proper thing to do.
Still floors me that she did this and I am trying very hard to be worthy of the title.
I have been trying to bring some of that wonder back into my life. Some where along the path of growing up I lost so much wonder in the world and the the things around me. I know for me becoming bogged down with the day to day responsibilities of life has stripped me of the wonder in the little things, like the Popsicle stick. Think about it, there was a time in all of our lives when the simplest think could send us off to a world of the most wonderful things. I just thought of one of my favorite childhood toys. The rocket ship pen, I explored many a world with that thing, shot down many aliens and bad guys as well.
Funny how all those sayings you heard as a child or young adult start to make more and more sense. For example, "Stop and smell the roses", "This is going to hurt me more than it is you", "Don't be in such a hurry to grow up".
I guess with the Anniversary of my Fathers passing and the wonder of being a grandfather. I have been on a bit of an emotional roller coaster. The amazing thing is that I feel very good. The anniversary was very cleansing to my spirit and my grand daughter has filled my spirit with so much life. Cant wait for my grandson to reach and age where we can start playing together.
Be good to yourself, stop and smell those roses. the next time you find yourself holding a pen, take it for a spin. Who knows where it might take you.
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