Ok so I had a minute today and went to my blogging buddies site (Elizabeth McCoy <------look over there for the link~!) and she not only has a new gorgeous site but some really coooool stuff on there. I honestly dont know how she finds all these things but they are pretty cool. Well I stumbled upon this cool thing that asks a million questions (well not that many but dang!) and then thoroughly begins to tell you about yourself as if you don't have enough people telling you "exactly" how you are all the time right? I know makes great sense doesn't it? Well if you have a mindless 15 minutes (or less) to waste on the puter go check out your own personal dna profile. Its pretty neat and its for the most part dead on. And no its not like I needed one more thing to tell me that I am bossy, need to run the show, get along with the looney people in the world, have less than average confidence in myself, like to dictate, and well.....you get the picture. I guess its just fun to see if it will get "me" right! Who thinks up these things anyway? Is there some lonely guy in a room somewhere drinking lots of diet coke and eating subway with no family and a mildly preverse need to figure people out? I mean seriously dude....you reallly need to get out more! And one last thing....if a simple program that can calcute answers against some variables figure me out so well....why cant my husband of 10 years even get remotely close to getting my eye color right? Well, its not that bad (just kidding honey!) but you know, im just sayiing!!!! Anyway here is my DNA Profile!
You are a Director
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As a DIRECTOR, you combine an unusual openness and passion for beauty and style with confidence and a down-to-earth sensibility that allow you to realize your vision.
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You are practical and pay attention to the details that others tend to miss.
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By focusing on what is real and concrete, you achieve more than those who always have their heads in the clouds.
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When it comes to what really matters in your life, you are confident in your ability to succeed.
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Having beautiful things in your life gives you pleasure and satisfaction - you have a keen eye for style.
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Even when problems present themselves, deep down you know you will overcome these challenges.
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When routines get too familiar, you become bored and start looking for ways to spice things up.
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You are open to new types of experiences – you are not afraid to take a risk on something new.
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You have a highly developed sense of taste – you know what looks good on you, in your home, and in the world at large.
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Your independent streak allows you to make decisions efficiently and to trust your instincts
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You're well-attuned to your emotional state, and not afraid to use your feelings to guide you. You tend to be cooperative, rarely contradicting others, and always considerate of their feelings.
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Your sense of adventure is supreme - you're up for anything, anytime. Making plans in advance isn't necessary for you: you'd rather figure things out on the go.
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You are a fashion maven, up on trends, but distinct in your own style. You don't follow trends, you set them.
You are Attentive
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Because you like spending time with others, understand their feelings, and often know what is best for them, you are ATTENTIVE.
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Some people are merely concerned about others, but you take action, helping people when you have the opportunity.
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Although you care about others, you are hesitant to trust them to act in the best way on their own.
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You don't let your concerns with people go unnoticed: if someone has hurt your feelings, that person will hear about it.
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People energize and excite you—you are able to have fun and be yourself when you're around others.
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You also learn a lot about yourself by talking things out with people, even if you don't always share things that are important to you.
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You have a strong sense of right and wrong, and you're not hesitant to express yourself.
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Understanding the dynamics of a situation is an important skill that you have, and you often intervene to clarify things for others.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Someone please remove the barrel out of my a@@!
ok seriously, I dont consider myself out of shape. No I am not in the best of shape for sure after three kids but im not bad am I? Ok lets do the run down....two months ago I was in my "big girl" jeans and now I can fit into my pre-third child jeans hows that for dieting? Speaking of dieting there is this new and quite fabulous diet on the market...well the scrapbooking market at DSP anyway called the Margie Diet. Let me tell you it works! How does it work? well its pretty simply actually...DONT EAT! Dont eat? are you kidding me?! Your sitting there telling yourself that there is no way you can do the Margie diet because you rather like food and it seems to really like you because every brownie or piece of cake you have ever eaten hangs around for a whole lot longer than you would like but lets face it we all like food thats a part of life its just a sad sad thing that it makes you gain wieght.
Now im not talking to you rediculously skinny girls who pop out babies and walk out the same day with your pre-pregnancy jeans on! No you can keep your comments to yourself thank you very much I dont want to even talk to you really because somehow God gave you all the right jeans...I mean Genes! and I apparently was holding the door for your skinny self when you went to get those there genes! But I can tell you again that the Margie diet totally works...you simply restrict your intake. What intake....I dont intake anything honestly.....I look at it I want it and then I take myself away from it....! Nope its not healthy really and no your not going to get that suave body that those crazy girls have on espn that do those body building shows but you will fit into your skinny jeans and that is a gold medal all in and of itself lemme tell you.
And so your wondering at this point why on earth did she name this post about removing a barrel? she has only talked about some crazy diet that tells me I cant eat when my love affair with food is going no where anytime soon so get on with it already...ok!!!!
Friday I had the goodfortune to go to the barn with my sister. She owns a horse and her daughter rides english. For those of you not so horse savvy peeps there are two types of skills in horsmanship and the other is western. Basic principles....keep your butt on your horse and hang on really...but vastly different to those of us who study a particular discipline which i have and did for many years before my braincell stealing children were born(all the moms know that with each child you deliver more and more of your braincells especially those dealing with memory are somehow lost forever during the birthing process. I have waited and waited, to no avail of course, for a Dr. to declare; "here we have a beautiful baby girl with her braincell and memory challenged mother"). Anyway....I rode english for many years and owned my own horses, worked with some top show barns, rode some amazing elite horses of the day, groomed for famous horse people like Margie Goldstien Engle, and delivered $35,000 dollar foals in my day.
Now here I am 10 years later, dont forget the 3 kids, and I walk back into my element. The smell is amazing at a horse barn. Old leather, horse sweat, hay, and horse they are all my favorite things. I have said for years if I could simply bottle up and sell "horse" I would not only wear it but quite a few of my acquaintences would as well. There is nothing better than putting your face directly to a horse and taking in as much of that smell as you can. All you horsey girls will get and you others will have finally hit the mother load on your sense of my being and say "yep, I knew she was fruitloop and this just totally proves it!" Well I got my butt in gear and got on this wonderful 4 year old named Cowboy (how funny im riding english on a western named horse!) and we had a great hack around the indoor. Well...after not riding after ten years I now realize my mistake....I rode without chaps and I almost cantered him! Helllllloooo....do you not realize that the inside of your legs havent seen that much action since you were in delivery with the third child? Well I am now sadly paying the price....to say I am walking funny is one heck of an understatement and oy I have found muscles I forgot existed! And that is why this post is named as it is because I seriously need one of you wonderful people to please find the damn barrel that is stuck up there and kindly remove it for me or I swear I am forever going to walk bowlegged.
Ok im done rambling holy horse crap thats the longest post ever on my blog!
Any horsey folks around? Just wondering since this is a mostly scrappin blog but hey....
WHERE MY GIRLS AT?
Now im not talking to you rediculously skinny girls who pop out babies and walk out the same day with your pre-pregnancy jeans on! No you can keep your comments to yourself thank you very much I dont want to even talk to you really because somehow God gave you all the right jeans...I mean Genes! and I apparently was holding the door for your skinny self when you went to get those there genes! But I can tell you again that the Margie diet totally works...you simply restrict your intake. What intake....I dont intake anything honestly.....I look at it I want it and then I take myself away from it....! Nope its not healthy really and no your not going to get that suave body that those crazy girls have on espn that do those body building shows but you will fit into your skinny jeans and that is a gold medal all in and of itself lemme tell you.
And so your wondering at this point why on earth did she name this post about removing a barrel? she has only talked about some crazy diet that tells me I cant eat when my love affair with food is going no where anytime soon so get on with it already...ok!!!!
Friday I had the goodfortune to go to the barn with my sister. She owns a horse and her daughter rides english. For those of you not so horse savvy peeps there are two types of skills in horsmanship and the other is western. Basic principles....keep your butt on your horse and hang on really...but vastly different to those of us who study a particular discipline which i have and did for many years before my braincell stealing children were born(all the moms know that with each child you deliver more and more of your braincells especially those dealing with memory are somehow lost forever during the birthing process. I have waited and waited, to no avail of course, for a Dr. to declare; "here we have a beautiful baby girl with her braincell and memory challenged mother"). Anyway....I rode english for many years and owned my own horses, worked with some top show barns, rode some amazing elite horses of the day, groomed for famous horse people like Margie Goldstien Engle, and delivered $35,000 dollar foals in my day.
Now here I am 10 years later, dont forget the 3 kids, and I walk back into my element. The smell is amazing at a horse barn. Old leather, horse sweat, hay, and horse they are all my favorite things. I have said for years if I could simply bottle up and sell "horse" I would not only wear it but quite a few of my acquaintences would as well. There is nothing better than putting your face directly to a horse and taking in as much of that smell as you can. All you horsey girls will get and you others will have finally hit the mother load on your sense of my being and say "yep, I knew she was fruitloop and this just totally proves it!" Well I got my butt in gear and got on this wonderful 4 year old named Cowboy (how funny im riding english on a western named horse!) and we had a great hack around the indoor. Well...after not riding after ten years I now realize my mistake....I rode without chaps and I almost cantered him! Helllllloooo....do you not realize that the inside of your legs havent seen that much action since you were in delivery with the third child? Well I am now sadly paying the price....to say I am walking funny is one heck of an understatement and oy I have found muscles I forgot existed! And that is why this post is named as it is because I seriously need one of you wonderful people to please find the damn barrel that is stuck up there and kindly remove it for me or I swear I am forever going to walk bowlegged.
Ok im done rambling holy horse crap thats the longest post ever on my blog!
Any horsey folks around? Just wondering since this is a mostly scrappin blog but hey....
WHERE MY GIRLS AT?
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