Wednesday, May 4, 2011


I am not a crier. I rarely break down. That's not very convenient when I want sympathy. Because I can't even muster up a tear to get it. My lack of emotion does come in handy because when I do get emotional, my husband takes me serious. Sometimes he calls me a robot. I never cry. Truly, I don't. There are few things that get me. Something spiritual, cute things my kids say, and when someone is suffering. Obviously the loss of someone makes me emotional. I really am not a complete robot.

I cried a lot this week because we lost our dog Chaquita. She was such a cute little dog. We already miss her a lot. I cried for my kids. They were there when it happened and it upset them so much. They are doing great though and I just love them!

Today I cried while watching The Biggest Loser and during a Hallmark commercial. What is going on? Sheesh!

Monday, May 2, 2011


Do you have something you struggle with? A funny quark or bad habit? I do. I have a really bad one. My sister struggles with biting her nails. My mom twiddles her thumbs. Just the little things that make us who we are. But mine is not glamourous and it affects me. I pull on my hair. Mainly my eyelashes. I hate it and I have done everything to stop it. But I usually end up failing and lashless. I've talked to doctors and they have told me that it's an anxiety disorder and there is medication. I don't need medication. I know I have anxiety but I like it. I keeps me ticking. So no medication please. So, I am left with self motivation. Having control over myself. So here you go:

I did it. I have not pulled a lash in over 2 months. Are you proud?