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of Christmas and New Years Eve - here's to the next chapter

Zae likes our new quilt "Just because something needs to be said, doesn't necessarily mean that it needs to be heard." Trilli was very tuckered out after all the Christmas excitement (also, new couch cover for Christmas) Christmas was wonderful but also very challenging, and I wrote about it but I'm not sure that it needs to be shared. There are words running through my veins that need to spill out, but I am so hesitant to share too much information.. too much truth about my self, my past, my scars. At the same time, there's so much past inside my present ( feist ). Perhaps another day. plant explosion There was delicious food. Gifts. Family. Friends. It was truly a lovely day, until my grandmother's blood pressure dropped causing her to drift in and out of consciousness. Many tears were shed and while my mom and big sis went to the hospital with her the rest of us (my little sister, the guys, and my nieces and nephew) hugged and shared

I'm dreaming of a different kind of Christmas.

heirloom ballerina ornament - my very favorite Christmas is just a few days away!  It's always a stressful time of year,  but this year has been a real struggle for me.  Jonathan and me are both in the middle of changing jobs, which comes with it's own set of challenges trying not to get behind financially. We are doing okay, but there was no extra money to spend on gifts, and while our families are loving and supportive and insist that it's fine- it is very hard not to feel guilty when listening to the lists of everything they have bought. Society has made the holiday so materialized; tainted it with piles of stuff and wishlists and somehow the love of family and friends and being grateful for what we already have gets lost in the chaos. I see it most in kids, spoiled to the point of being upset because they were given the wrong version of a toy, the wrong barbie, the wrong game system, and throw a tantrum despite the Mount Everest size pile of expensiv

the healing power of puppies

I have been fascinated with therapy dogs for awhile now,  reading articles about dogs comforting the sick, elderly, confused.  Dogs have an amazing connection with humans,  an ability to communicate in a different way, on a different level.  Last night our friend, Zack, came over and Trilli  must have been able to tell that he didn't feel very well. She doesn't usually lay on people she isn't really close to,  but she crawled right over him and rested her head on his leg.  He said that he had felt like someone was sitting on his chest - not referring to the (too-big-to-be) lap dog.  After petting her for several minutes,  while she was sitting still and sweet,  he said he was feeling so much better.  I just love dogs. Until next time, Angela Kelly

a new routine: ballet workout

I have been loving that my new schedule allows me so much more time in the mornings,  I have been taking Trilli for long walks (which she is loving)  and today I started scoping the internet for a new workout to try,  when I stumbled upon this ballerina style workout  that was designed for Victoria Secret models.  It's only ten minutes long, which means no excuses about not having time to work out, and it kicked my butt! I love the ballet style moves, and the fast pace.  Check it out here: Victoria Secret Model Ballet Workout Until next time, Angela Kelly

restaurant life: the backwards state of things

Thanksgiving Dinner completely unrelated to the rest of this post. The backwards state of things. Today, it has been two weeks since I walked out of my job. While I am stressing out about the pay cut I took and how in the world I am going to make ends meet now, I was just given another reason to breathe deeply, and feel confident in the decision I made. I mentioned in my post last week that the company I was working for constantly fails to promote and reward the employees who show initiative. I'm not sure if I told you about the people they did move up...  There was another server in the store when I started, I'm going to call him "Adam". On several occasions I would be cooking while he was taking care of customers, and it drove me insane. If you've ever worked in a restaurant you are already familiar with his type; lazy, discourteous, only doing the bare minimum amount of work possible. Regular customers frequently complained to me when he