The upbeat Sagittarius Moon is traveling through your playful 5th house now, giving you the green light to kick up your heels and have fun. No matter how busy you are, make a little time today just for yourself. Get outside for a walk, schedule a massage, or do something creative that helps you to unwind. Take care of yourself and recharge your batteries. Today, it's truly all about you.Happiness is getting off work early enough to manage this!
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Leo Twittascope
Leo Twittascope, Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Friday, December 31, 2010
We've Moved!
Hey there! You didn't lose me. We simply changed addresses.
For more exciting adventures of Marissa, please go to the new home of MARISSOLOGY!!!
We've packed up our gear and taken the goods toWordpress!
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Chalene Johnson's 30-Day Challenge
This morning came knocking early. It was exactly 4:17 AM when my body told me to wake up. After doing what necessitated my way-before-sunrise wakening, sleep was attempted once more. Silly me. I should know me better than that. At precisely 4:59 AM, reluctantly throwing in the towel for more slumber, I felt around for my cozy sweater and fuzzy slipper socks. It's astounding what super powers one possesses in the dark. Rather than sit with my coffee perusing the countless paid programming/infomercials available, I decided it was time to put fingers to keyboard and write something. I'd thought about just slapping up the video I made and posted on youtube yesterday. This post is really an expansion of what is touched on in the nearly 5 minute video. It's available for viewing after the text.
It won't be long and the new year will have been rung in. For some of you it'll be a fond farewell to a year that didn't deliver what you'd hoped it would. For others, like myself, you'll look back fondly on the countless blessings. But not for long will you look back because it will hinder your ability to look ahead.
As 2010 was being sung in with Auld Lang Syne, my personal resolution was to get healthy -- how often had that been my promise? While the rest of the world was diving in head first on their quests to stop smoking, eat healthier, exercise, etc, ... and ultimately setting themselves up for failure or quitting within a month or so, yours truly was not budging. It took until March to begin that resolution. At that point can it still be thought of in those terms?
Here I am 45 pounds lighter and showing no signs of quitting. Sure, there have been hurdles, stumbling blocks and a full gainer off the wagon. What's different is that there was never a sense of defeat or failure. Throwing up a white flag of surrender was never an option. So, with that being said and statistics about new year resolutions being considered, what has transpired is a change and not a resolution. What's the difference? From my perspective a resolution is null and void if you don't back it up with personal accountability. Just saying it out loud isn't enough. Every single day you have to hold yourself accountable for the change you want to see. Write it down in several places. Set reminders of what your goals are in your fancy shmancy phone. Make a pop up reminder on your computer. It's easy to let things go to the wayside if it isn't in our face. Enlist a squadron of support. Don't ask the person who enables your bad habits to be your buddy. It's difficult when your enabler lives with you, but BE STRONG! I've found so much support online for my endeavors to be healthy. People who've never shared the air space I breathe have championed me. Don't discount the value of social networking. Remember, while our families and close friends love us unconditionally, they are also comfortable with us 'as is' and shifting their personal perception of us is not always a pill they are ready to swallow. So, do not give up on yourself based on what people close to you feel or say. Ignore the naysayers and cut out your own thoughts of self-sabotaging ridicule.When you piss and moan about everything you don't have or constantly toss negativity into the cosmos, it will eventually be flung right back at you. Misery does love company.
Change is not easy. The first quest on my agenda is to get organized. Between my promotion to lab manager and developing my Team Beachbody business, it's an absolute necessity to keep order in my life. Rather than make some lame attempt to go it alone, I'm turning to a pro. The guru-ess of social media and organization: Chalene Johnson. Again, this is all about accountability. There's that doggone word again. Dagnabit! But it works. If you're interested in getting organized so you can achieve your goals in 2011, then I strongly urge you to take advantage of Chalene Johnson's 30-Day Challenge. Hurry! Time is ticking away.
It won't be long and the new year will have been rung in. For some of you it'll be a fond farewell to a year that didn't deliver what you'd hoped it would. For others, like myself, you'll look back fondly on the countless blessings. But not for long will you look back because it will hinder your ability to look ahead.
As 2010 was being sung in with Auld Lang Syne, my personal resolution was to get healthy -- how often had that been my promise? While the rest of the world was diving in head first on their quests to stop smoking, eat healthier, exercise, etc, ... and ultimately setting themselves up for failure or quitting within a month or so, yours truly was not budging. It took until March to begin that resolution. At that point can it still be thought of in those terms?
Here I am 45 pounds lighter and showing no signs of quitting. Sure, there have been hurdles, stumbling blocks and a full gainer off the wagon. What's different is that there was never a sense of defeat or failure. Throwing up a white flag of surrender was never an option. So, with that being said and statistics about new year resolutions being considered, what has transpired is a change and not a resolution. What's the difference? From my perspective a resolution is null and void if you don't back it up with personal accountability. Just saying it out loud isn't enough. Every single day you have to hold yourself accountable for the change you want to see. Write it down in several places. Set reminders of what your goals are in your fancy shmancy phone. Make a pop up reminder on your computer. It's easy to let things go to the wayside if it isn't in our face. Enlist a squadron of support. Don't ask the person who enables your bad habits to be your buddy. It's difficult when your enabler lives with you, but BE STRONG! I've found so much support online for my endeavors to be healthy. People who've never shared the air space I breathe have championed me. Don't discount the value of social networking. Remember, while our families and close friends love us unconditionally, they are also comfortable with us 'as is' and shifting their personal perception of us is not always a pill they are ready to swallow. So, do not give up on yourself based on what people close to you feel or say. Ignore the naysayers and cut out your own thoughts of self-sabotaging ridicule.When you piss and moan about everything you don't have or constantly toss negativity into the cosmos, it will eventually be flung right back at you. Misery does love company.
Change is not easy. The first quest on my agenda is to get organized. Between my promotion to lab manager and developing my Team Beachbody business, it's an absolute necessity to keep order in my life. Rather than make some lame attempt to go it alone, I'm turning to a pro. The guru-ess of social media and organization: Chalene Johnson. Again, this is all about accountability. There's that doggone word again. Dagnabit! But it works. If you're interested in getting organized so you can achieve your goals in 2011, then I strongly urge you to take advantage of Chalene Johnson's 30-Day Challenge. Hurry! Time is ticking away.
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Saturday, December 25, 2010
The Christmas Letter
As the years have gone by as a single mother, my friends and family have assured me that my son will one day recognize that it is I who've provided for him. You see, in the past Mancub, when given a writing project at school, would wax poetic about his father ... his absentee father. Deep down it always hurt me. I'd do my best to disguise my envy and encouraged him to be open about his feelings.
On December 15, 2010 I came home after working a grueling 12 hour day. The 15th also happened to be the day of my first safety and quality inspection with my BIG boss and her boss. Stress so intense you could slice it with a Ginsu. In the end, that visit turned out to be amazing, but the day still seemed forever long and never ending. All I wanted to do after that roller coaster was chillax with my son and put my feet up.
It wasn't long after arriving home and shortly after hanging up my coat that Mancub handed me a folded piece of paper. I asked, "What is this? Is it good or bad?" Knowing very well my son has very little bad to report regarding school. He replied with a smirk, "It's good. I think you'll like it."
Quizzically, I unfolded the single sheet of paper to see what appeared to be an assignment from his keyboarding class.
It reads:
Through tear soaked eyes I read the letter. Then, embraced my lovely son and told him he just gave me the best gift ever.
On December 15, 2010 I came home after working a grueling 12 hour day. The 15th also happened to be the day of my first safety and quality inspection with my BIG boss and her boss. Stress so intense you could slice it with a Ginsu. In the end, that visit turned out to be amazing, but the day still seemed forever long and never ending. All I wanted to do after that roller coaster was chillax with my son and put my feet up.
It wasn't long after arriving home and shortly after hanging up my coat that Mancub handed me a folded piece of paper. I asked, "What is this? Is it good or bad?" Knowing very well my son has very little bad to report regarding school. He replied with a smirk, "It's good. I think you'll like it."
Quizzically, I unfolded the single sheet of paper to see what appeared to be an assignment from his keyboarding class.
It reads:
Dear Mom,
Thanks for being there for me even when things get tough for you especially at work because I know how annoying some of the people can be at work and you work so much, but I'm really happy you work so hard. You've always taken care of me even though it can sometimes be stressful for you and, for that, I am sorry, but you have to know that I've always been proud to be your son. I wouldn't be happier with any other mom than you. Ever since dad left things have been tough for both of us and I know you kept trying to fill both his spot and yours and I have to say you've done a great job with me because without all of your love, I would probably be in a pretty bad place.
I want to thank you for all the things you bought for me and gave to me, Mo-mo and Silver. Because of them it's made it feel like I have someone to care for on my own just like you do with me and it's taught me a lot about responsibility. I'm thankful for the food you cook for me everyday and don't think for a minute that it isn't any good because your cooking is phenomenal. If there was only one thing left to eat in this world I'd want it to be your food. There are also the clothes you've bought for me that I'm thankful for because without them I'd be freezing my behind off outside right now. Also, thanks for the games that you buy for me sometimes because I know how much you love me whenever you say yes and I can get one.
There's also our house that we live in. It may not be the best place in the world, but it's still home sweet home to you and me. Besides, if we didn't have that place I probably wouldn't have met Kodi or Brianna, wherever she is. And there's also the glasses that you've gotten me. If I didn't have them I wouldn't be able to see your beautiful face every morning or read like I do now and it's also your inspiration that I'm thankful for because you inspire me to just get up in the morning. Even though it doesn't look like it at times, but I am grateful for everything you do every day and that's why I'll always be proud to be your son and I'll never regret it. Because without you, I wouldn't be here right now typing you this letter.
Cordially yours,
Your son MancubP.S. Please don't ever change who you are, because you're perfect the way you are now.
Through tear soaked eyes I read the letter. Then, embraced my lovely son and told him he just gave me the best gift ever.
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