Hellooo World!

hellooo world

I know its been so very long since my last post, but one of the main reasons I’ve been ‘off the grid’ for such a while is that I’ve been going through a period of  gestation.  Finally after months and months of expanding and stretching my insides way beyond what I thought was possible, my labor has finally brought forth a brand new baby…novel! (FYI–I am referring to a book, so note to parents to be: Please do not name your newborn child by this unique, but understandably unpopular moniker.)

Anyway, as most parents can attest, it has well been worth the pain and sacrifice to produce my little bundle of joy, but now the hard part begins: showing off  your precious little creation with pride and hope no one politely smiles while thinking, ‘Wow, this one should’ve stayed in!’

However, I don’t think that will be the case, because all babies are adorable… and special…right?

 

 

My Very Own FRESHLY PRESSED (But I’ll just call it “WELL EXPRESSED” to avoid any infringement issues. Smile.

Oh, so many stories, so little space–who’s to be heard?  I do sympathize with the very capable but overburdened WordPress staff with having to be the voice bearer of the entire world (or at least WordPress World), so I’ve decided to do my part and take a few little viewed posts and launch them into further obscurity.  The up side is that they will at least potentially have another two likes from my own followers.  Sorry, but you flashy, savvy, well connected writers with 100 daily likes and 300 followers unfortunately do not qualify for my elite list of unsung voices.  Yes, go and cry silently in a corner. 

Seriously though, having the time and for now, computer access, I’ve been browsing through many stories and I must say that there are so many that just reached out and grabbed me all for different reasons.  Mind you this is subjective to my own narrow scope of mind and interest, but nevertheless I felt more than pressing the LIKE button was in order here.

Therefore (drumroll, please), I present to you the first installment of Realeyeis’ Soapie List:

http://deepthinkings.wordpress.com/2012/07/30/if-its-for-your-ego-its-not-for-your-soul/

http://thediscerningtravelers.com/2012/08/30/one-perfect-end-of-summer-day-in-nova-scotia/

http://sgmarinova.wordpress.com/2012/08/26/i-am-not-sure-if-this-might-be-considered-racist/

http://thesculptorswife.wordpress.com/2012/08/30/837/

http://breastfedblog.wordpress.com/2012/08/30/scales-beautiful-balancing-blind

http://lbsmitch.wordpress.com/2012/08/30/weeds-and-people/

So, there you have it!  Whew, this IS a lot of work.  Hats off to you Word Press Staff, I have a new found respect for you (and probably Carpal Tunnel Syndrome, too).

Food Fight: Day 13,150

Yes, I turned another year recently, with not one, but two surprise cakes to commemorate the occasion.  On top of that were numerous dinners.  I was truly grateful for the thoughtfulness, but you can’t very well have someone take you to a seafood restaurant for your birthday and order a carrot stick, can you?  My mother, somehow knowing (as only a mother can) had already sent me a fruit arrangement the day before. God bless her.

Needless to say, this has left me having to cleanse all the accumlated sugar and ‘what not’ from my system.  It has not been easy.  I did okay while shutting myself away at home, but after three days, I realized I had to venture out.  I was running out of spring water.  So shakily I stepped foot into the lure of bright colors and neon signs.  Once on the road, I began my auto pilot into the Dunkin Donuts drive thru before catching myself at the last minute, and so it was with sweaty brow and palpitating heart that I finally made it to the supermarket.  Great refuge.  Is it just me, or has anyone else ever heard whispering coming from the cookie aisle before?

Nevertheless, I am proud of myself–I had my list and stuck to it, making sure to keep on the perimeter and was almost home free until I saw those sneaky @%$! moved the whole snack aisle to the last leg, right  before the check out. It was then that I heard my favorite tortilla chips pitifully crying out my name–they must’ve seen me coming.  What else could I do? We’d been through so much, I couldn’t just act like I didn’t know them and walk on by.  I promised to take them in only if they’d let me have the serving size (9 chips) and no more.  They agreed.

Overall I think it was a win-win situation.  For breakfast, I had unsweetened plain yogurt w/diced green apples and lunch was salad with fresh carrot juice.  Dinner consisted of sushi with brown rice, and for a flourishing finale, I plowed through half a bag of corn chips before coming to, realizing what had happened. It’s okay… it’s not the first time I’d been lied to for an opportunistic moment.  I must admit it did hurt at first, but at least I’m wiser now and better prepared for day 13,151!