Category: What Now?

Today may have been perfect if not for this.

Independence Day

~ JodiLea

Declaration of Independence235 years ago this week, our forefathers signed and sent off our Declaration of Independence to the King of England. Wow. Besides being wise and brave, those dudes were total shit disturbers, weren’t they?

I’m so proud to be an American! Oh sure, I go off on a rant now and then because I miss the Norman Rockwell like America. That was how America felt to me when I was a kid.

As I grow older and more disillusioned, America feels different now, but it’s not her fault.

Blame the politics and the party infighting. The wheeling and dealing with interest groups. The scandals. Our forefathers were most likely involved with all the above, but they escaped the scrutiny of CNN, The Evening News, and Larry King.

Americans need to grow up and focus on what is important. If you don’t know what that is you should read this Declaration of Independence. Perhaps the Constitution while you’re at it.

God Bless America

Bust a Move? More Like Bust a Hip…

~ JodiLea

Electric Robot

OK.  It’s official.  I’ve lost my mind.

If that’s not bad enough, it has been replaced with a mind that is 20-something years old. I don’t know how (or why) this happened.

I admit I am enjoying some fresh thinking, and taking a vacation from the worn out tapes my former mind played. Some days it’s scary, though. Like the day I caught myself watching COPS!. And I have this thing for Lucky Charms lately.  I would call for help, but beside the Ghostbusters, who would I call?  My medical doctor, my gyno, or my therapist?  So far it has been…  interesting around here.

Since turning 20-something I have been staying up later, agonizing over what to wear to work, and wearing more make-up. Make-up is a waste of time, because no matter how much I plaster on, I don’t look 20-something. I keep trying new beauty products and hoping something  magical will occur. Denial can be an expensive alternative to reality. (Just ask my very happy Mary Kay lady.)

What  really SUCKS is that my body is 30-years older than I am.

Think about it. Aside from the obvious downfalls (vanity, pride, and more vanity), it’s dangerous. 20-somethings don’t think twice about rushing around in a hurry to get things done, skipping meals, doing yard-work for 5 hours straight, spending hours on their feet. Us 50-somethings pay dearly for this behavior -and usually pain is involved.

20-somethings (mostly girls, but not always) love to  listen to loud music and dance while they work around the house. I do this.  My former mind did not like hip-hop, so my iPod was lacking any such music last week, when I got the urge to “bust a move”. So I did what any 20-something would do in this crisis situation. I blasted the stereo. To heck with the neighbors – they make noise more than I do!

Oh man, that was fun! I thought I was moving so fine, until I caught my reflection in the mirror. This girl is not ready for prime time, in fact I thought I saw a rusty old robot shorting out in my hutch.  I felt like one too. Luckily my chiropractor had an opening right away.   I’m so glad I changed my mind about the break dancing.

I bet my guardian angel is exhausted. I know I am.

Diary of a Nicotine Addict: Goodbye

~ JodiLea

Moving OnJune 25th, 2011

Dear Diary,

It’s been over a month now and I am sick of quitting smoking. I am also getting sick of blogging about it, so I bet you are sick of reading it.  You may have a longer attention span than I do (most likely), so you may not be bored out of your mind -yet.

Enough is enough! I want to move on. 

Before I do that, I want to thank y’all for your loving support of my journey and your encouraging comments. Believe me when I say that you helped  me get this far. A month is huge  in an addicts time zone  🙂

Thank You