I'm a list person.
I thrive in order and control, especially with a calendar in hand! In my effort to "keep it real" around here, I'm hoping to post the occasional list of some kind - preferably relective in nature - and this is my first effort. Things have been a bit chaotic over the last few months and I need a spot to collect those things that leak from my brain!
I have come to realize, fully, lately:
- My concept of "sexy" has changed. It is no longer defined by a melodic voice, broad shoulders and a twinkle in the eye; it is now defined by employment, humour and more than a little acceptance of humble. Oh, and super sexy is a man who is a good dad to his children. Swoon.
- We eat a lot of chicken and too many of us prefer dark meat. I have to figure out what to do with the white meat left on the rotisserie chickens we buy!
- I am disappointed by those in authority who use "privacy" and "confidentiality" as a means to manipulate. The problem is, as a result, they have given far too much power to those they are supposed to guide and protect. Transparency, on the other hand, has very little downside to the genuine and honest among us. I fully embrace transparency. With it comes a feeling of security and calm.
- This new home of ours is lovely but I miss one thing from the old house: my connection to outdoors. For five years we lived in a house with floor-to-ceiling windows and it really connected me with nature and the weather. I'm trying to figure out how to continue that feeling of connection under very different circumstances.
- I crave, of all things, oatmeal. Every morning. I have forgotten to set the crock pot a few evenings and it really does ruin my morning!
- It is way harder to look at the bright side and approach the world with positive intent than the alternative. I'm learning that only the weak and lazy rely on negative energy. I no longer care that my staying away from toxic people makes me appear rude. I'm not rude, I'm just not willing to waste my time on the weak and lazy.
- A full king size bed to myself? Bliss.
- I always think I have way more time than I do. I never account for life getting in the way. Those 23 boxes in January? Still stacked up! The appliances? Still not purchased, delivered or installed. The painting? I still must call a painter - but I have yet to find one who is not a thief. Sigh.
- You never hear the full story from your kids until some time has passed. Only recently have I heard about Claire's first "semi" (in grade 7, four years ago) as we were discussing her most recent "semi", on Friday night. I love how she speaks with such endearment about one of the boys who now, in grade eleven, she doesn't associate with at school. I wonder if he knows? And if he does, does it matter?
- Sometimes my children speak to me in a language I just simply do not understand. Case in point? Caden speaks "gamer" to me. Um, what was that? Sure. I think. Maybe.
This has to stop! I could go on and on. And on.
What have you realized lately?





















