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Absence makes the heart grow fonder... yes?

Why, hello there blog followers!  Yes, I know I've been gone for six months.  Yes, I know I said I'd try to be more regular with these things.  For this, I do apologize :)  Time to get caught up! To start, I am a follower of Marriage Today on Facebook.  They are a Christian based marriage tip/advice page, and I normally get at least a little something from each of their posts.  There was one recent post in particular that really hit home with me and I wanted to address it.  It asked, "Have you ever been in a situation when a close friend or family member was considering divorce?  How did you respond?"  Well, as most of you know, I was that close friend or family member.  Last summer, and about three years before that, Mark and I were in a very difficult spot.  I had convinced myself myself that my best option at those two times was to leave my marriage.  Thankfully, our marriage survived and we are doing extraordinarily bette...

B is for Body Image and Boundaries

Did y'all forget about me?  I didn't forget about you, even though it's been more than a month since I've written!  Shame on me! Since I made you guys wait, I'm doing a 2 for 1 special!  Enjoy :) Body Image: As a girl, I've had issues with body image for a very long time.  One of my secret wishes is to look like a Victoria's Secret model, but alas, I don't think that'll happen unless I shell out a good amount of money to a plastic surgeon.  For now, I'll go with what God gave me! Fortunately, I have a husband who finds me incredibly sexy - I know this because he tells me every day :)  He showers me with compliments, and I love it.  Still, hearing something and actually believing it are two very different things!  When I look in the mirror, I see the flaws instead of the highlights.  I tend to compare myself to other women, and, by doing so, I'm setting myself up for disappointment.  I know I shouldn't do it, but it's something...

A is for Adolescent Rebellion, or lack thereof...

Well, for those of you who read my previous entries... I have no friggin' idea where they went!  I don't know if I somehow deleted them by accident or if there was a website malfunction.  Either way, I'm gonna keep going! Now, let's get back to business: I was the brattiest when I was a little kid.  I would steal my older sister's Cabbage Patch doll and hide it in my room, and then deny any knowledge of it when my mom asked where it was.  I once drew all over my white bedspread with colored markers.  I dismantled the knob on my bedroom door because I wanted to see if I could put it back together - I couldn't, and trapped myself in my room in the process.  Even so, I was a pretty good kid, and when I did mess up, I got punished.  When you get spanked for doing something wrong, you learn your lesson and don't do it again.  Thank you Mom and Dad for disciplining me when I needed it. When I turned 13, I was a huge d-o-r-k (and no, I won't share ...