Here’s a great post that my blog buddy Ag wrote. She is a very happy-go-lucky, positive person. In this post she describes taking the good stuff out of every encounter and leaving the not-so-good behind. I am someone who tries to see the good, or the light, in every person I meet. This is a double-edged sword. If I’m not careful or prudent, I am prone to being taken advantage of. However, I don’t let this fear stop me! I still choose to see people for the best. It’s a contrast to Mr. Dawn, who sometimes only sees the bad in humanity. Sometimes it’s a bad thing, sometimes, like when he doesn’t want to meet new people because, in his words, “They are always disappointing me.” But sometimes, like this one time, when a mom of a classmate of J’s called and, from meeting me once, asked me to watch her two kids so she could go talk to social services to get her lights turned back on (???), it’s a great life skill. I said yes, having a soft spot for a struggling single mom. Well, Mr. Dawn had his ‘feelers’ up and didn’t like the sound of it one bit. He ended up being right. I watched her boys ALL DAY, like 6 hours. And afterwards, she’d only text me when she needed someone to watch them. Not a playdate. Someone to take both her kids off her hands. A user in every sense of the word. Somehow, we are always busy when she texts now:)
Would I do things differently? Nope. I’d rather take a risk than allow myself to be closed off to new experiences. I may get burned now and then, but it’s all good. Life is about learning and taking those chances. What is it “they” say (whoever “they” are), better to regret something you did, than something you didn’t? I love that idea.
Today we are going geocaching for the third time ever!!! I’m so excited. Honestly, J is not into it, but I pretty much told him no, he would not be sitting on his butt playing video games and watching tv all day. He’s a homebody. Once I get him out, though, he’ll be fine. I staked out 4 caches for us today, 3 of which are in a local park. So I’m thinking after caching, the boys can play on the playground and then feed the ducks! Good, clean family fun. Wish us luck! It’s a sort of last hurrah, since next weekend we (and by ‘we’, I mean Mr. Dawn) are going to start a massive remodeling project. We’re taking out the fireplace from downstairs. The brickwork of the chimney is pulling away from the house, so we’re having a company do the demolition, then Mr. Dawn will close the hole and make a pretty wall there for us! So there will be no more leisurely summertime activities, as I start school the 31st (eeeek!).
My primal life is going well. My shoulder is finally starting to get better. Can I get an amen?? I’m thinking that within a few days I can start working out again. Bodyweight workouts to start, and eventually I’d like to add some sprint intervals in. I’m eyeballing this interval timer (yes, pink). It seems like a decent price and it does what I need it to do. Do you have any experience with this timer or any others I should know about? Let me know!
Eating is such a pleaser with this primal life. I just love making and eating my grub now! We had a scrumdiddliumptious red curry chicken last night from my friend, Crock Pot. Frozen chicken thighs, red curry paste (just throw in a few spoonfuls), onion, green pepper, garlic powder (I ran out of fresh), ginger, a pinch of chili powder (weird, I know), some dark soy sauce, a can of coconut milk, and some fish sauce. Don’t be afraid of the fish sauce!!! Anyways, get that in the pot sometime in the morning, then go about your business, and voila, at din-din you will have an awesome meal!! I served this with rice for my cavebabies and cavemate. You could even throw a diced potato or two in there, or some frozen peas. Mmmm.
I’m down another pound. Yep. Slow and steady. I can take it. It’s weird, because the weight is coming off so slowly that it’s hard to see the change visually. But I remain confident that the best way for me to keep the extra poundage off is to do it this slowly. No deprivation and sustainable. Mama likey! Again, that positive attitude at work.
So I leave you with an idea of how things are around here at my home:
Yes, that’s a fireman hat. My little one felt the need to make me wear it all evening the other night. It’s alright, he got the EMS cap. Pay no mind to the cheeseball grin! Mr. Dawn came home to find me like this. He was amused.
Update: Both boys have low grade fevers. No geocaching. Wah. Mama’s sad!