Redheads of the World, Unite!

As my hubby and I were working around the house on Saturday, (re-staining the doorways, painting the doors) he was listening to one of his infamous talk radio shows. That day happened to be Rush Limbaugh. Yes, I know what you may be thinking, but hey it was that or listen to myself hum, which technically, I wouldn't have been able to hear over the loudness of the talk radio show anyway.

Rush was explaining about Genetics and how someday a person would be able to know what kind of child they were having and decide on whether to abort. He continued speaking and stating for example "Nobody wants to be fat, freckle-faced and redheaded."


What the heck!  So during my break, I decided to post on Facebook to see what my friends might say and just to make sure I had my verbiage correct and ensure I wasn't just hearing what he was saying differently, I decided to Google it. Sure enough that is what he said, let alone to my disgust, he has been dissing ugly, fat redheads since 2009.

I say this guy as some serious issues -  seriously. I'm proud to be a redhead, so yes, I'm a little chunky but that's my own fault, yes, I do have freckles but so what?

Redheads of the World, unite! Let's show Rush that we are lucky to be fat, freckle-faced and redheaded. It is a blessing. I'm mean if redheads were so unappealing, then why are there so many fake redheads out there just wishing (and paying money) to be just like us!

One Way Ticket

So I have decided to buy a train ticket today. Yup, actually a one way ticket. I'm gonna get on board the weight loss train to Skinnyville.

I can't help getting older but I sure can help looking & feeling so Blah!

For goodness sakes, I have Gramma waving arms - yes - technically I am a Gramma but no way should I have her arms at my age. No way, I say, No way.

My new philosophy:

Dimples may be adorable but not necessarily on my ass!

A pooch is only bragable when referring to my Great Dane!

Muffin tops are only druel worthy when it happens to be Banana Nut or Blueberry!

Wings are best when smothered in hot sauce and not describing backflaps on my back!

So I'm actually only 20 lbs heavier than I was 10 years ago - 25 lbs heavier than when I graduated from high school - which may not sound all that bad but the whole package I'm carrying today certainly doesn't look like the same package I carried when I was younger.

Back then, my skin was tighter and could hold the excess flubber, now with old age setting in, the skin gets stretched, the skin begins to sag and the skin becomes so wrinkled that it just doesn't hide the excess baggage anymore.

It's time to take exercise and eating healthy seriously. I have gone up and down so often over the years because I just don't have the willpower to continue but I've decided to take on the future Kimber Shook. Hot & Sexy and at least 25 lbs lighter than I am today. My goal, my challenge, my reward!

Happy Valentine's Day!

To some it may be just another day of the calendar, another date marked with special meaning to some and for others a sad solemn day from Hell, reminding you what you do not have and want so desperately.

I'm one of the fortunate souls who is blessed to spend it with that special someone who makes my world complete, who worships the ground I walk on and kisses me in any given moment when I ask. He loves me unconditionally and I, him. He hangs on my every word and lets me snuggle without complaining.

He makes me laugh, smile, and comforts me when I'm feeling blue.  He has the magical ability, if one should actually possess in this reality, to make my heavy heart feel lighter, make any illness more tolerable and makes every day sunnier whether or not the weather agrees.

 I'm definitely one of the fortunate souls on this Valentine's Day.

Thank you, Titan. You are Mommy's best Valentine ever!

Sunshine- Please stop hiding!

It's such a sad day to wake up and the gloomy day is already appearing through the slats of my blinds. Maybe I awoke too early, but no here I sit typing away drinking my tea and looking out my sliding glass doors and yes still the gloomy day is all my eyes can see.

All will be mute, when I have to walk out the door at 7:30 a.m. and head off to work to a, yes, dare I stay it, yes I shall,  gloomy, no windows, no sunshine, only a cubicle wall of gray fabric to await and arouse my sunshine restricted soul.

How I long for the lottery winnings that my someday may have in store for me. I always say that I know money doesn't buy happiness but it sure would help with a more stress-free life instead. Can you imagine, waking up in the morning and actually getting to do your dream or desire for that day? Like perhaps, may I dream, writing?  It is hard to devote time to a hobby or a new career without funds backing your decision.

Bless all of you out there who are making your dreams come true. Keep up the good work and enjoy every moment. Live to your fullest and don't let anyone stand in your way. You have but one life so I say just do it! Whatever makes you happy. Yeah, I will get there eventually so keep an eye out as I may be living my dream one of these days very soon too!

Sunshine- please stop hiding and find me already, won't you?