Jandrea...so far

In this piece of heaven, I'm enjoying the solitude. I revel in this chance to talk to myself, laugh or cry whenever it suits me! Yes, we do need to cry once in a while. It keeps us in touch with our soul. It reminds us of what is important to us - especially our loved ones. I don't think we need to apologize for it. It does make us feel better afterwards. Maybe that's why I make it a point to cry out my heart at least once a year - like cleansing myself of hurts, pains, disappointments with myself, Making room for what will come my way in the year ahead!  

      Got a little upset over burnt cupcakes from our oven.  Not because it was a waste of ingredients and electricity. Not because it was a result of ignoring my instructions. Blew my top (just a little) with the designated bakers in my family because it was a replay of an earlier kitchen disaster which happened only a few days earlier! If it would happen again so soon, it might mean that either no one paid attention to me or that it was so easy to forget what we did wrong from the last batch of bad cupcakes.      Yes, it is so easy to forget our lessons from our past mistakes.  You would think that one time is enough for us to recognize the things we shouldn't do again.  It turns out we have to commit some mistakes over and over again before it dawns upon us how foolish we are.      It is the same way with failed relationships. Why is it  that why and how we were wronged and hurt by someone also slips into our unconscious so easily? Why do we  plunge into the murky depths

I'm spending the last few days of my Christmas break trying to make the family room a comfy place for hanging out once again. The past few years have wreaked havoc on the once, welcoming place for friends' movie get-togethers. Interspersed with dusting off boxes with beads, I am also trying lick my wounds of the past year. I am trying to nurse a wounded soul that has gone through a lot. Like the accumulated trash in the room, I am trying to look for still green patches in my blighted soul so I can face tomorrow with more positive light. Thanks for keeping me together, Lord!

For a few days, I was out flat on my back unwittingly trying to weed out the toxins stuck in my system. The holidays were a killer in terms of activities and the food we guiltlessly heaped on our hapless bodies. One, of course, had the excuse of extreme difficulty of resisting the spread during two wedding receptions and the pre- and post-parties accompanying those. Then there were the two housewarming parties plus the hubby's side of the family's enchantment with all-you-can eat buffets. Vegeburger in a sesame bun With cherry tomatoes, lettuce, & cheddar cheese So, without even venturing to go on a diet,  one was forced on me. Everything more than 3 spoonfuls would end up where it was not intended to be. I spent almost a week going through all kinds of stomach pain and I decided that for all the discomfort and weariness, I should reap something positive from all of these. Lose weight, what else!    Back on my feet, I decided that I would help the process alon