Tuesday, March 31, 2009

bored and boring.

From 2005-2006 I froze my tail off because I was in the process of losing 60+ pounds. Today is no different... I am freezing and I need to lose about that much. Since 03/19/09 I'm down 3.06 pounds. Yea me. (_/_)(__)(_\_)

I feel like such a big girl today. I have on heels and I'm studying my CFE exam questions. I've successfully completed two of the four sections. There are a total 1,500 questions and the two sections I've finished totaled: 525. The section I am working on now has 600 questions and I've answered over 250 correctly so far. I would much rather be doing a multitude of other things but I really want to get this exam finished. I won't be able to take the actual exam until I have successfully completed all four section with an 85% or better. So far my average is: 91.5%. I achieved a 94% on the Law section and an 98% on the Criminology section. Currently in the Financial section and I did surprisingly well on the Money Laundering sub-section. :\ There are 21 sub-sections to the Financial section... ugh.

It's required to have three letter's of recommendation. The letters have to reference your morality and must include an anecdote about working with me. I requested letter's from an FBI Special Agent, IRS Fraud Agent and a Business Attorney. My manager has to also write me a letter of recommendation. I received her's last week and OMG! It was a GLOWING recommendation. I was actually left speechless. I have to supply my education and work experience as the required qualifications of a Bachelor's degree (of which I earned in 2006) and time in service (of which was satisfied in December of 2006, but I got pregnant so I put my request to order the prep course on hold).

And here I sit with my exam ticking away while I type this blog. There is a minimum time requirement for the prep course. Once that time has been met I will be eligible to submit my letter's of recommendation, education, time in service and prep course exam information to the ACFE organization. Once verified, they will send to me the necessary password to unlock the actual exam.

Fun times.

Feel free to hit me up on twitter or blip... I get bored with all of the questions and answers that don't always seem to make sense.

I have been called to appear for jury duty next week. I mentioned before, I don't really mind jury duty. I really wish I would get selected for a trial. But since I am actively pursing my Certified Fraud Examiner designation and I've been an employee of the largest health insurance company in the state... I doubt I will be selected. But... How knows? I have to call this Friday to verify I am actually supposed to show up bright and early Monday morning. I will know more details after Friday.

Monday, March 30, 2009

I swear

Every time I say or hear a swear word, I remember someone saying: cussing is a sign of ignorance. And I believe that to a certain degree. Because in the heat of the moment I am not smart enough to think of a non-profane word to show just as much {fill in the emotion: anger, joy (yes, joy), passion, rage, etc.} as I feel at that exact moment. So I say the swear word instead. I don't feel it's necessary to type out George Carlin's "The Seven Words You Can Never Say On TV". You're smart enough to figure them out. I don't judge people for any reason, much less if they utilize the unnecessary profane word. Sometimes I think the use is quite hilarious: http://www.zug.com/pranks/colon/

What is your opinion of the use of swears or colonics?

Thursday, March 26, 2009

The Greeting Song

I've got too much Red Hot Chili Peppers on my MP3.

Every other song the past hour has been RHCP.



Tuesday, March 24, 2009


I've gotten numb to getting to know 'friends' from the internet.

I stay online because my mommy duties have had a momentary reprieve.

and I get bored.

I am only interested in getting to know the person you want me to know.

and letting you get to know the person I want you know.

although my life is somewhat private, I hide nothing.

from any one.

for any reason.

when asked.

so ask away.

the CAPTCHA is off, so be anon if you wish.

Monday, March 23, 2009

Bradford is dead.

That's right, no one can call me a tree hugger now...

Chopped down the Bradford Pear tree in my front yard last night.

Planted a White Flowering Dogwood.

I'm giddy.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Karma, Faith and Destiny

And no. These are not my favorite baby girl names. These are the things I believe with regard to 'religion'. I've mention I am an ordained minister and I searching for a title. Something other than 'Reverend.'

My grandfather is a Baptist Minister; so, to me Reverend is reserved for 'real' ministers. I don't want to disrespect what others believe. That is not the purpose of this post. It's to express my feelings and general outlook with regard to: karma, faith and destiny, AKA: religion.

I believe everything happens for a reason. That reason is not necessarily due to G-o-d, but to a higher 'being' or spirit. I use those term loosely because I feel everything has a spirit of some sort. Whether it's the strand of Mardi Gras beads I have hanging on my lamp, my ideas and creations, all the way to my child (and unborn children) and the people around me. There is a spirit to everything. All of these things have a past, have a present and will have a future. And with all of these the future is undetermined.

Let's start with: destiny. I sort of addressed it in the previous paragraph. To further expand, I believe everyone's destiny is pre-determined. So, even if you think you have a choice, your choice has already been made for you and you are destined to make that decision: right or wrong. Your path is unchangeable. The destiny of the Mardi Gras beads is to hang on my lamp for eternity, until my (or someone else's) destiny takes over. Destiny....

Karma is a Bitch! And she'll get you! lol... (When my husband and I come back from the beach we always know we're getting close to home when we see the sign that says: "Go to church! Or the DEVIL will GET YOU!!" I can't help but laugh every time I see the sign. But I digress.) To me, karma is similar to destiny. What comes around, goes around mentality. Your karma is (in essence) your destiny. Things happen to you based on the 'decisions' you make. Good things happen to bad people and vise versa bad things happen to good people. It's their destiny. It shapes and molds them into the person they are MEANT to be. I believe everyone has a purpose in our lives. For some people it is clear what their purpose is: teacher, lawyer, parent, etc... Other people must cease to exist in order for us to learn from them. Your karma lead you to your wife, your destiny is to be a widower with a child to care for. A THOUSAND great, fantastic and magnificent things happened because of her passing. You are a changed person, you changed your karma (unlike destiny) to be good karma.... When you started a foundation in her name that helps other widow/widowers, like youreself.

My faith is strong. My faith can be surmise by saying this: everything happens for a reason-- karma is what get's us to our ultimate destiny. I firmly believe and have faith in that statement, that it will never let me down. And for years I've said: "What comes around goes around" and "Everything happens for a reason."

I'm curious on your take on what I've expressed and your belief in church, God and religion. Feel free to email me at: deshaineATdeshaineDOTcom or add a link to my comments section to your blog about religion. Go ahead...it's your DESTINY!!! ;)

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

baby making...

Well, not exactly BABY making...but making STUFF for baby!

I finished the baby blanket for Saci's baby boy. It's AWESOME! I can't believe I actually sewed with a sewing machine and created something worthy of keeping!!! lol...

I also finished his taggie blanket and sack for the taggie.

I will be making a pillow, too. I just need to get the stuffing and decide if I want the pillow to be sealed or have a zipper..... a zipper would make for a new challenge.

Speaking of challenges...

YEAH GIGGLES FOR LOSING 13 POUNDS!! You are an inspiration! Keep up the hard work!!

I am thinking I might create another blog with my food diary in it. I need to be held accountable for my diet, whether good or bad.

It's just a consideration.

Friday, March 13, 2009

I'm taking a title...

I became an ordained ministered a couple of months ago. I did it with the sole purpose of being able to marry people if (in the worst case scenario) I'm at a wedding and the minister doesn't show. I have to order a certificate from the church to prove to the state that I am able to perform marriage (and baptisms and funerals, but the state only needs it for weddings). I decided I wanted to name a "church" for myself. I use parenthesis because I don't actually have a physical church and my beliefs kept me from naming my "church" WITH the word church: Spiritual Gifts Holy Community is my "church's" name.

Sooooo, on the certificate I thought it would be interesting to have a title other than "Reverend". If I don't select a title, Reverend will be assigned to me. Which is fine, but I wanted something LESS related to an actual title for a religious person. I am taking this designation very seriously; hence the reason for your help. The list below is the list of pre-approved titles to select from. Obviously some of these I would never consider because of gender (Brother, Father) or specific religious association (Deacon, Reverend). I am also able to create a title for myself. It will have to be approved by the head of the church that ordained me; but, after looking at some of the titles below, I don't think getting a tasteful name approved would be too difficult.

My primary function as a minister is to perform marriages. I would like to create a website, one day, and offer my services publicly. Your opinion means a great deal to me, otherwise I wouldn't ask. If you have several suggestions, send them. I might be able to combine a couple of titles to make the perfect title.

I appreciate your help and I can't wait to hear your suggestions.


  • Apostle of Humility
  • Apostolic Scribe
  • Arch Deacon
  • Ascetic Gnostic
  • Bible Historian
  • Brother
  • Brother of Soul
  • Canon
  • Cantor
  • Colonel
  • Christian Mother Superior
  • Deacon
  • Dervish
  • Disciple
  • Elder
  • Emissary
  • Field Missionary
  • Flying Missionary
  • Free Thinker
  • Friar
  • Lay Sister
  • Martyr
  • Messenger
  • Matriarch
  • Metropolitan
  • Missionary
  • Missionary Healer
  • Missionary of Music
  • Most Revered
  • Mystical Spiritual Counselor
  • Parochial Educator
  • Patriarch
  • Peace Counselor
  • Preceptor
  • Revelator
  • Saintly Healer
  • Scribe
  • Sister
  • Soul Sister
  • Spiritual Counselor
  • Spiritual Warrior
  • Starets
  • Theologian
  • The Very Esteemed
  • Universal Philosopher of Absolute Reality
  • Universal Religious Philosopher

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Short update

Neighbor lady had her baby girl yesterday at 6:05. Baby weighed 7 lbs 9 oz and was 20 inches long. I am to go to the hospital after work today to take some pictures.

I didn't run last night, but I did do yoga. And it was a great workout. I'll probably run tonight to catch up.

I ate too much at lunch... ugh. :Q

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Babies, babies, babies

Let me preface this post with: No. I'm not pregnant. I have no desire to be pregnant any time soon. But, yes, eventually, I would like to have another.

Now that I have killed that elephant in the room, can I continue?

I have several girlfriends and family members who are preggers:

Neighbor Lady pg with a baby girl
Lil man's wifey pg with a baby boy
Blondy pg with a girl
Cuz's wifey pg with a boy
Lith is pg with a girl and
Saci pg with a boy.

And they are all due in that order..... girl, boy, girl, boy. CRAZY!

I had the first baby shower a couple of weeks ago for Neighbor Lady, don't know that I'll be invited to Lil'man's wifey's shower, Blondy's shower is 3/28, won't be going to Cuz's wifey's shower because they live out of state, Lith's shower is April 5, and Saci's shower is scheduled 4/25 (the day of HELL! see previous post.)

Neighbor Lady has toxemia, so she is at the hospital right now, probably getting cervidil for her induction tomorrow. I am so excited for her and her hubby because she had a miscarriage in January '08. This baby girl is so special... I hope the labor goes quickly.

On happier news...
I think I am going to postpone my 5k run. I still plan to train for it, just not run on the 25th. I am going to see if there is another race the next weekend somewhere else.

I talked with Giggles and she liked my logo/t-shirt idea. I'll work on that this weekend.

I finally got the shower invitation for Saci finished. I sent it to the other hostesses to criticize...er, I mean, approve. (::sigh:: that is a post all of it's own.) It turned out great. I really like it. I'll post a mock up in a day or so. I still have to work on the direction card and the thank you poem. Waiting on Saci to get back with me on the poem.

Monday, March 9, 2009

4/25 = 5K + BS + W

I learned yesterday I have triple booked myself April 25. I agreed to run a 5k, be a hostess for a baby shower AND shoot a wedding. (say a prayer for me.)

Here's the bad part...I can't "get out" of any of it. Not that I really WANT to "get out" of doing any of it, but if I could, at the very least, reschedule one of these events, I most certainly would.

I am still looking for music for my mp3 player. I need some "move your butt" music. I don't really have a preference of musical style. I tolerate more of it than enjoy it, but any suggestion given will be considered. My email address is: deshaine at deshaine dot com. Feel free to email me, and often. It's not my main email account, but I do check it daily, sometimes multiple times a day.

I went to c25k to get a training schedule. They only had a 9-week schedule, so I modified it a bit. And, according to my calculations, I should be ready to run the 5k one week prior to the actual race. Which is phenomenal. Now I just need to get off my butt and DO it.

I think I may poll my training partner and see if she wants to create a "running club"; and if she agrees, then I think I may create a logo and t-shirt concept. I have this great idea, but I want to talk with her about it first before I post it here.

The baby shower is for my bestest, bestest friend, Saci. She was so amazing for everything she did for my shower and while I was pregnant, that I couldn't think of not attending her shower. I am a hostess for her shower and part of my duties is to design the shower invite. I completely stole an idea off of a website and I plan to modify it slightly to make it my own. She really liked it as is, but did offer some suggestions, and I am glad to make those changes happen for her. She designed my shower invite, so I have no issue doing hers. I'll post a mock of it later.

The wedding is a high profile gig and it will pay me quite well since I will be a lead photog at the ceremony and during the reception. Some of those images will be posted as well.

I really love having something to do. Gives me sense of feeling needed.

On another and completely unrelated note...
I got my pistol permit renewed and my minister license should be in the mail next week.

Sunday, March 8, 2009

Red Hot Chili Peppers

So, I am training for a 5k which is happening at the end of April. I walked/ran 2 miles yesterday.

Ok....ooooooook. It was more of a WALK than a run. But still I got out there and did it. It was extraordinarily embarrassing to running, knowing, in my mind, that I look ridiculous doing it. ::sigh::

Today I think I am going to get some stupidly soft socks, ridiculously expensive running shoes and an absolutely necessary set of gel inserts. I can already tell my knee might give me issues if I don't take care of these things now.

I've never had issues with my knees, but then again my body is different now post pregnancy.

But I digress...

The purpose of this post is to request music for my run. I'll download the necessary tunes, but a list of music to motivate me and assist in passing the time would be phenomenal.

I'd actually prefer an e-mail with your list: deshaine at deshaine dot com, but feel free to post the list here, too.

Your support is appreciated.

Saturday, March 7, 2009

US District Court Juror # 05187609823

yea...tha'd be me.

I've been summoned for jury duty for the US District Court beginning April 6. Failure to appear and I could be held in contempt of court.

I have been called to jury duty more times than any other person I know. Seems like every other year I am summoned. Why? I wasn't born in this state. I've only lived here (on and off) since late 1993. I am a home owner, but so is my husband who, incidentally, WAS born here and has lived here HIS ENTIRE LIFE.

I can't say I am sad to be called because I get a free pass from work and I might get sequestered. That could be kinda fun. There have been some BFD cases on the "V. V." lately. Not that I ever really watch the TV or listen to the news, it's just to sad and depressing for my taste, but we have a several friends in the local Federal Law Enforcement divisions here in town. Specifics are never given, but it's mentioned, in confidence, that "something" is going on.

Who knows? I may get a murder trial, or a big drug ring to determine innocence or guilt. I have 5 days to fill out the form that was attached to the summons and then I have to call back on April 3rd to make sure my presence is required. I'll keep you posted.

In the meantime, I have agreed to run a 5K for my local high school. I would like to think that my child will be too smart to attend public school. I am not saying people who went/go to public school are dumb, taking into consideration I was a military brat and I DID graduate from a prestigious, all though not an ivy league, college, I still consider my self smart. However, I feel cuddle bug will get a better chance at being successful as an adult if he has the opportunity to go to private school. I've been eating words lately, so I am sure this will no miss the dinner plate.

Hubby, cuddle bug and I went to the park this morning so i could walk/run/embarrass my self around the track. I managed to make it 4 times around (the equivalent to two miles). I ran less that a quarter mile combined. (Hey!! I never said I was in shape... ) but i did walk the rest. I can feel myself getting in shape. now if I can just convince my sweet, loving and "supportive" husband to... uh, well... SUPPORT me.

Friday, March 6, 2009

Such a Good Husband

Jack wakes up with a huge hangover after attending his company's party.

Jack is not normally a drinker, but the drinks didn't taste like alcohol at all.

He didn't even remember how he got home from the party.

As bad as he was feeling, he wondered if he did something wrong.
Jack had to force himself to open his eyes, and the first thing he sees is a couple of aspirins next to a glass of water on the side table.

And, next to them, a single red rose!! Jack sits up and sees his clothing in front of him, all clean and pressed.

He looks around the room and sees that it is in perfect order, spotlessly clean. So is the rest of the house.

He takes the aspirins, cringes when he sees a huge black eye staring back at him in the bathroom mirror.
Then he notices a note hanging on the corner of the mirror written in red with little hearts on it and a kiss mark from his wife in lip stick:

Honey, breakfast is on the stove, I left early to get groceries to make you your favorite dinner tonight.

I love you, darling! Love, Jillian'

He stumbles to the kitchen and sure enough, there is hot breakfast, steaming hot coffee and the morning newspaper.

His 16 year old son is also at the table, eating.

Jack asks, 'Son.what happened last night?'

'Well, you came home after 3 A.M., drunk and out of your mind you fell over the coffee table and broke it, and then you puked in the hallway, and got that black eye when you ran into the door.'

Confused, he asked his son, 'so, why is everything in such perfect order and so clean?

I have a rose, and breakfast is on the table waiting for me??'

His son replies,
'Oh THAT... Mom dragged you to the bedroom, and when she tried to take your pants off, you screamed, 'Leave me alone B!T(H, I'm married!!'

Broken Coffee Table $239.99

Hot Breakfast $4.20

Two Aspirins $.38

Saying the right thing, at the right time:


Thursday, March 5, 2009

Kidisms 20090305

My child picks up the remote control, points it and screams "V. V.!"

The first time my child saw snow: "WAIN! WAIN MOMMY!! WAIN!!!"

Wednesday, March 4, 2009


Upon my weekly lurk of blogs I like, I found a blog that has really got me drawn. I started from her first post and have read half so far. In this post she mentions the poem listed below. I'd like for my readers, followers, lurkers and stalkers to participate with me by telling me what day you were born and if the poem rings true... Don't know what day you were born try this link.

Monday's child is fair of face

Tuesday's child is full of grace

Wednesday's child is full of woe

Thursday's child has far to go

Friday's child is loving and giving

Saturday's child works hard for a living

But the child that is born on the Sabbath day

Is bonny and blithe and good and gay

I was born on Tuesday and I think the poem is accurate for me.
I gave birth to my child on Friday, I absolutley agree.
My husband was born on Monday, definiately agree.

The irony is both sisters and my mother were born on Tuesdays.

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Me, physically

Well, since I only have a few minutes left before I head to the hacienda to play with my cuddle bug, I thought I would give incite to my physical attributes.

This might be a short post... badumTA!

I am a towering 5'1". I have 2 sisters, both of whom are taller than me. I have recently inquired as to their perceived notion as to why I was shorter considering I am quite a bit older than both of them (7 and 11 years older). My older-younger sister, LaLa, said it had to do with my active participation in gymnastics as a teen. I don't necessarily agree or disagree, but it does seem kind of odd that I would be the shorter of the three and I was the only one who did gymnastics for any lenth of time.

I also did cheerleading, ballet, tap, jazz, acrobatics (it's like gymnastics but it consists of only floor tricks). Before you get the idea that I am some sort of snobby "cheerleader"... I cheered 2 years: 7th and 8th grade. We moved (military family) in the summer before 8th grade so I cheered with a city team in the new town, but that didn't last very long. In addition to all of those "girly" sports I was also on the softball, basketball and volleyball teams. I really LOVED gymnastics and softball the best.

I am white...well kind of a creamy light beige, I guess. i tan VERY well. But it's not good for me, so I don't do it as much. When I was a little girl I had the most precious freckles on my cheeks and nose. They have since gone away and now my skin is "peaches and cream". Since I have started using my new skin care I really love my skin now. Rarely do I have breakouts. I was never one to get tremendous amounts of acne growing up, but now it's even less thanks to my BC products.

I wear a size 5.5 wide shoe. Again, the reason for the wide feet is attributed to the gymnastics. My mother has wide feet. Both of my sisters have regular width feet. My father has regular width feet.

It's difficult for me to find pants the fit me the way I feel pants should fit me because I am short. Before I got pregnant I had cute figure... Pregnancy can really mess up your body. I am working to get it back, it's just slow and low on the very long list of priorities. I tend to have more shirts that pants because I can buy 'off the rack' and not have to try it on; where as the pants need to get tried on at the store prior to purchase.

My eyes are by far my best feature. When I think about what my eyes look like I always think of a pine tree. A pine tree has bright green pine needles and dark brown bark. That is what color my eyes are: green on the outside and brown on the inside. I love my eyes and I have had many a photographer tell me I have beautiful eyes. I will try to search for a photo to post.

My hair is a different story. My roots are dark brown with a black undertone and it's striped with massive amounts of gray. It's embarrassing. I try to keep it colored but with this economy and my hubby without a steady job, that's one luxury that has had to go by the waste side. I love to get my hair "did" because my hairdresser is A. MAZE. ING. She colors it the color I feel like I should have: a brown with red and blonde highlights. Then she blows it dry getting rid of my naturally wiry, curly hair. My hair, when straightened, is past the middle of my back. It's layered slightly to take the weight off the ends, but for the most part it's one length. If you were to see me on the street 9 times out of 10 my hair will be in some sort of clip, scrunchie, band, knot... I CAN NOT stand it to be in my face. Sometimes when I wear in back in a pony tail the tiny hairs around my temple fly loose and they curl up, it looks like I have devil horns. It's not cute.

I have all 10 fingers and toes. The only abnormalities (read: not born with) are my 5 piercings: 3 in one ear and 2 in the other. The ear (my left) with 3, one of those is in the cartilage up high on the out side of my ear. I also have a tattoo of a lizard on my lower abdominal area. My nick-name is "Camille". ;)

I have had 5 surgeries: right ankle, left wrist, two laproscopies to remove endometriosis on my girly innards, and a c-section to give birth to my cuddle bug.

I think my teeth are pretty. I have never had braces...only a retainer when I was 7 or 8. I am very luck because both of my sisters had braces. I have had all 4 of my wisdom teeth removed through oral surgery. I think I've had 2-3 root canals. I grind my teeth at night and over time that has caused my teeth to become worn away.

Have I completely bored you with aspects of my physical body? because I can go on...

My photography

One reason why I haven't posted my photography is because I blog from my extraordinarily boring corporate job, and they have security measures in place blocking photo hosting web sites like flicker and photobucket. I can't even view images from those sites. But I do have some images here on my computer I can try to upload straight to blogger...

Here's a bit about my experience as a Photographer:
I started shooting professionally in August of 2004. My first paid gig was a wedding for a friend of my sister's. It was a small wedding at a small venue. It was the perfect jumping off point. I learned a billion things that day and made a life long friend. 10+ weddings later I've decided I'd rather not do weddings by myself any longer and so I contract freelance with a local studio. I do mostly family portraits or model portfolio sessions from my studio while being 2nd shooter for big name weddings here in town. I have my own lights and backdrops but until last year, my only studio was my living room or God's country. Since I am working to merge my business with another photography studio I have access to a shooting space. That is so cool... I pay a nominal fee to use the space, but it's worth it to avoid having to clean my house and ask my family to leave so the people can come and I can set up the backdrops.

Attached are some images I shot in my home/studio. D, the preggie, and R, the male man, are not related and don't know each other. These are the only ones I have readily available to show. Excuse the poor images resolution since I had to add a watermark, I don't know how these will turn out. If you're interested in seeing other works, post your email address and I'll be glad to message you with my website.

Monday, March 2, 2009

Me, mentally

Ok, so I thought I would give you a partial run-down of my mental thought process.

I think first I will say this: Today...I am in a mood. I am a woman and I have hormones so I get moods from time to time. Today my mood stems directly from several incidences at my office. Everyone shall remain nameless, but I still hold them responsible for my mood.

I will jot down the 5 things that represent my emotional and mental behavior. This list may grow longer as things come to mind.

1. I LOATHE to do things twice if once would have been sufficient.

For example, working out at the gym once is insufficient to gain a better physique. So, going to the gym on a regular and consistent basis is an acceptable repetition. However, if someone asks me to complete a task for which incomplete or partial instruction was given, and I am not informed of said missing information prior to beginning my research, then I do not feel I should have to re-do a task that I could have done correctly the first time..

2. I do not hold a grudge, just the memory of the incident.

I pride myself on this. I feel it important to never hold a grudge because that reflects poorly on you as a decent and righteous human being. We are given the ability to be gracious and forgiving and it’s my opinion holding a grudge is a degradation of your character and a complete waste of energy. However, I never forget the wrong that was done. Forgiving is divine, forgetting is puerile.

3. I don’t nag.

And I truly believe I don’t. When I ask someone to do something, I fully expect them to do it. If they don’t I inquire as to the reason the task wasn’t complete and then we agree on a designated completion date and time. Then I note item #2.

4. I would rather do things myself.

Yes, this is true. And the adage is also true: if you want something done right the first time, do it yourself. I believe this 100%. However, there is not enough hours in the day to take care of the hundred-million-billion-trillion things that I, as a human, woman, daughter, sister, friend, mother, and wife must do every day to function. Then add in the things I’d like to do for myself…. Forget it. But I digress.

5. Once my mind is set, no amount of discussion will change my mind.

This goes for the way I feel about the most benign discussion topics to the most detailed events possible. Once I have my mind set, it’s set. Unless….. You can convince me beyond a shadow of a doubt, with proof in your hands. I had a full blown yelling match with my dad about the length of time we lived in Germany. I told him it was from 1989-1991 and he told me it was until 1992. We literally argued to the point of yelling about the duration. It finally took him saying “DO YOU WANT ME TO BRING OUT THE ORDERS????” (Military family) Finally I was gave in and let him “win”, even though I still believe we left in 1991.

More tomorrow….