So admitting that it's been a while since I last wrote would be an understatement! For that I am sorry. Not for you, but for me. Writing does give me such a sense of release, an ability to shut the sounds of the world around me out. The funny thing is, that as I write, all I hear is the sound of a motor cycle idling out side of my house. That or I'm really hungry...nope it was a motor cycle. I've always wanted to buy a motor cycle for myself, and just go for a joy ride, letting the wind whip through my thinning hair and feeling the weight of the bike scare me half to death wondering if I have enough strength to hold the beast roaring under my bum up long enough to get to the end of the road. But, well that's never going to happen, I can't afford milk anymore for the prices are so high let alone a fabulous Harley Davidson! OH how I wish! I suppose it's a blessing to have a father and step-mother who own one...I'll just have to steal a ride with them. Letting them be the ones in control of the monster. One day, one day.
So I suppose that I should allow myself the privilege to back track for a while to catch you all up on what has been taking place in mine and my husbands life. As you are fully aware of us going through with the foster to adopt program with a very great and gracious Christian organization, I hate to admit that we are STILL going through the process. We have had to jump through some hoops for the state, and we are still doing that at the present time. No wonder my legs hurt! OK well maybe that's the Wii kicking in. Anyway, due to a situation that my husband had himself in when he was young and impressionable, weren't we all, we have had to really try hard for the state to accept us and our application. As crazy as it sounds, yes, my sweet, very quiet and to himself husband was not only young once, but impressionable. :) That's why I love him. He is truly like a box of raisins, you never know what kind of shriveled grape he will be one day from the next. Oh, and to know he was a bit of a rebel just makes it even better! Let me guess, your wondering to yourself, "Jeff, he's NOT perfect?!" Well NO! Of course not! Silly...if he was I can assure you he would NOT be married to me. Haha. Although the matter is not one to laugh at, we can now, through the saving blood of Jesus, chuckle about how stupid we were when we were younger. So that is where we are at with that, and I do promise that I will continue to update as we know anything from the state whether or not they are going to pull their heads out and accept us or choose to stay buried in their pot and deny us yet again. We'll see wont we?
As I mentioned earlier about the Wii. Here's what I have to say about that machine. Why on earth do I willingly wake myself up at 5:30am every morning just to make myself sweat? I'm beginning to wonder who've I've become, that at that ungodly time of the morning that I am looking forward to "feeling the burn" and can I just say, I feel the burn much more than the average human does. Why you ask? Well that's due to the state of health I'm in. Ya, even at thirty, my health sucks! But that's for another paragraph. So there I am sweating, feeling the burn at 5:30 in the morning and excited about it! What has this world come to!? Maybe I should go back to the doc and see if there is something mental going on. Well the truth is that I suppose its a good thing that I do this so that I will be healthy for my kids that one day I WILL have! Plus, then when I'm getting ready to get in the shower maybe I won't feel like I'm having a heart attack at the site of myself in the mirror everyday! That's always a plus. The major bummer is that this week I have not been able to exercise due to an injured foot. Although every morning I have still gotten up at 5:30am!!!! Are you kidding me!? Seriously, what IS wrong with me! The normal human would say to themselves, "self, go back to sleep for a few more hours and stop torturing me." Nope that's not what myself says to itself! "Go ahead Marisa, get up, feel like a loser cause you can't work out, sit on the couch and feel sorry for yourself, then be tired for the rest of the day!" I think I should just strangle myself for telling myself that! Although what good would that do for me, then I wouldn't be able to fit into those skinny jeans that are so patiently waiting for me. HA! Ya, you really think I have a pair of skinny jeans hanging in my closet! You don't know me very well. I'm not like all the other women out there who say to them selves, "oh I'll fit into those some day" and keep them hanging there till the moths eat them from one thread to the next. No I keep fatter clothes in there, so that when I get sick of exercising then I can eat again and know that I have clothes that will fit me when I'm done moping around. Nah, I'm kidding I don't do that. The funny thing is that the other day I was cleaning out my closet and saw these really cute jean capri's and thought to myself, "self, those are like brand new, why would you toss those, your doing all this exercise and eating really well, you'll fit into them sooner or later." (Even though it might be later than sooner). So I kept them. So I guess I am like the normal women. Oh thank God!! So working out on the Wii (biggest loser style I'll have you know, that Bob telling me every morning how awesome I am), and eating well has made me a bit more spunky. :D Nope I suppose that's still just me, but I do feel better.
I've learned that I can not have dairy or MSG due to my FMS (Fibromyagia syndrome). Apparently that "burn" we all feel when we work out is caused by the lactic acid in our bodies. Well someone with FMS already has an over abundance of that in our system so when we consume dairy and MSG (which contains lactic acid) it makes our "burn" feel ten hundred times worse! I like to explain it like this...when I'm having a bad "body" day (that's code for my body hurts like hell!!!), it's as though I have venom burning through my entire body all at the same time, trying to torch the crud out of my insides, which in turn makes my outside feel like I've had a bath in acid. Yup, that's pretty much what it feels like. What a pain in the butt! Haha, literally! So I've been dairy and MSG free for two weeks and counting now. And I can tell you this, I don't have as many bad days. But it is taking a lot of will power and trust in God to see myself through. I'm happy to oblige, since feeling like your body is being torched by a flame thrower isn't really all that pleasant.
So that's my exciting story thus far. Not much else to report. Which I suppose is a good thing. We're still trucking along, just as the Lord would have us, and we're looking forward to see what's around the corner for us. We're nearly into the second month of the new year and I feel as though I need to start my Christmas shopping already. UGH! The years seem to go by so quickly, it sure is a good thing we aren't getting any older. By golly, I'd be like 31 and Jeff like 41! Ewww.... :D
So until next time my friends and family, may you have a blessed rest of your January and I'll look forward to talking with you next month!!!
