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Sunday Summary: Mother’s Day

File May 10, 5 53 50 PMHello peeps!

Check out my mom and me (circa “let’s not go there”). Aren’t we cute! ūüėÄ She is the boss of my life and since I have no kids of my own and no siblings to share her with… well… let’s just say that our relationship never gets boring.

On that note, Happy Mother’s Day to all the amazing women out there who put their needs on hold to meet the ones of others. Mothers are great at that and I know a few that while not being moms they sure are mothers so happy day to you too.

My mom got an iPhone that is proving to be great for her but not so great for me. ūüėÜ I also took her to her favorite breakfast spot, Le Peep, which here in the south serves the best (according to her) grits ever! Alas, this was not enough and she’s also made me promise to try JJ Smith’s 10-Day Green Smoothie Cleanse. We start tomorrow. Wish me luck!

File May 10, 5 54 12 PMOn other news, I ran/walked my fifth 5K of the year (one of my resolutions is to run one 5K every month). For the first time I had to walk some of it because I did not train at all this past month so I definitely need to start training again if I want to do better next month. I’m still pretty proud of myself for completing it and sticking to the plan.

Weekly Words of Wisdom
(courtesy of my Julep box)

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As always, thanks for visiting.
And have a fantastic week.
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“F” is for Family & Friends

FEvery time in the past that I had tried to lose weight I have tried to do it stealthily. I would fantasize about how cool it would be to shock people with my amazing results. This never happened. I would lose 10 pounds in a couple of weeks on a fad diet and no-one would notice and then I would reward myself with food and before I knew it I had gained it all back and then some.

This happened a lot!

So, again, when I started my latest… and ongoing journey I wasn’t sure whether or not I wanted to share. Since I had moved to a new city and had so few friends around I had to actively share online for them to know. However, I was close to my mom who would be seeing me everyday so she was aware of my efforts and incredibly supportive and that made a huge difference. She was willing to learn with me. And would push me to the gym, invite me to the park, and share healthy recipes and meals. Although my family lives overseas, many were still very supportive. Family rules!

My friends also made a huge difference. Both the old and new ones. My old friends commented on my progress pictures, food posts, and send me the occasional private message to congratulate me on my progress. My new friends don’t pick on me for not drinking alcohol or choosing healthy (or even not so healthy) food items when we’re out. My gym friends keep me accountable and we check on each other when we miss a gym day. And my bloggy friends keep me inspired in more ways than one. Many many thanks to all of you, my friends. 

Although it is true that some friends and some family members may not offer the support that you need, I still recommend that you go public with whatever project or journey you embark. Find your tribe and hold on tight. It will be a worthy ride.

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Sunday Summary: Planning Ahead

Well… here we are, the first Sunday of the year. Tomorrow life goes back to normal: back to the schedules, appointments, and structure. I’m actually looking forward to it. Tomorrow I weigh-in and assess the situation. Tomorrow I stick to the program and hopefully continue to make progress on my weight loss journey and start taking steps towards fulfilling this year’s resolutions. That’s the plan, anyway.

These first four days of the year have been pretty great. I had Chinese food as my¬†New Year’s Meal¬†and got some great fortune cookie wisdom: “Compassion is a way of being.”¬†On the second, I finished a beautiful puzzle that I can’t wait to frame, had a super healthy lunch at Earth Fare and then a not-so-healthy dessert at McDonalds: Apple pie. Then I did blacklight zumba with one of my favorite instructors. We took this picture after (we were glistening).

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Yesterday was my absolute favorite. My uncle (dad’s brother), aunt, and cousin were in the US on vacation from Venezuela and my mom and I met with them in Atlanta. It was a very short visit but it reminded me of how no amount of distance or time can diminish true love. I hadn’t seen my uncle for eight years, and my aunt and cousin for even longer (I have never been so grateful for social media). My mom hadn’t seen them for about 15 years. We will definitely need to repeat this. Check out my beautiful family… my mom kind of got lost behind me.

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Today, I am finishing the first week of the year strong with a strong breakfast of arepa with chicken, and orange/carrot/ginger juice. Lunch was lentil soup and grilled chicken. I already got my workout in with an afternoon zumba session. For a snack I am having some chocolate. Dinner will be fruit, nuts, and tea.

Tomorrow is a new day, of a new week, of this new year. Let’s make good choices. ūüėÄ

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Where I’m from: A poem

workshop-button-1Taking a break from the regular posts about weight loss, exercise, fitness and food to complete this really cool exercise brought to me by Kat at Mama’s Losin’ It and her weekly prompts. Here’s the template if you wish to make one of your own or head over simply to check out the origin of the poem. Thank you so much Kat for bringing this up to my attention. Please note that the term “poem” is used loosely.

PS. Kat posts her weekly prompts every Tuesday but you may get them a week in advance by subscribing here.

Where I’m from

I am from rotary phones, from Colgate and pleated skirts.

I am from the harlequin dolls (one that I denied breaking).

I am from the ferns, the mango trees, and a black rubber doll that always travels with me.

I am from watching telenovelas and cooking from scratch, from Hugo and Olivia, the Reyes and the Echezuria.

I am from the mind your own business¬†and living in everyone’s business.

From “you are the master of¬†what you know¬†and the slave of what you say”¬†and “you are not a golden coin, not everyone will like you, and that’s OK.”

I am from too many beliefs to stick to any. My mother was of one religion, my father of another, I was given freedom to question and experiment finding myself with none; not a popular choice.

I’m from Venezuela, born in the capital with roots along the coastlines and around the world, enjoying arepitas de anis made as a treat by my aunt, and the traditional chivito (roasted goat meat) made by my grandmother during the holidays.

From my aunt’s shoes that I¬†threw in the trash because my uncle said they had turkey poop, and from the time he made me cry telling me that bunnies and deer were dying as we saw a small fire up on the mountain (they probably weren’t by the way), and the ghost stories grandpa liked to tell about the time he worked as a truck driver.

I am from my grandparents closets and storage rooms where chunks of life from before mine reside, pictures of the first roads, first cooperatives, first schools, of which my grandparents were builders and pioneers; newspaper clippings of events in which one of us was spotted, first edition encyclopedias from a long time before Google; and so many more invaluable things that trace¬†my family’s history. I am from them… and then some.

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Check out my black rubber doll. We’ve been together over three decades. She ages well. ūüėÄ

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TBT: The Chuck E Cheese Years

Hey peeps… (and Happy Thanksgiving for those of you to whom it applies).

workshop-button-1There is no rest for the wicked blogger and Kat at Mama’s Losin It provided some great writing prompts this week. I decided to go with #3 Write about your favorite place to eat when you were a child¬†and make it a #throwbackthursday post.

I realize that we ate out a lot when I was little. My parents arrived in the US in 1978 to go to university¬†and there was a lot of cultural shock. ATM machines hadn’t arrived in Venezuela nor did we have yet the gigantic malls and massive supermarkets that they encountered here. There were no $1 menus yet but that’s because most fast food chains¬†prices were already under a dollar. My parents had come from a place where “cooking from scratch” was the only way to cook and they knew little of the effects of processed foods. Anywho… we ate out a lot. In fact, I remember many Sundays when mom and I would have breakfast at McDonald’s before church, lunch at Rax (roast beef sandwich and endless salad), and dinner at a local chinese restaurant whose owner would sometimes send me home with a full bag of fortune cookies. However, these were not my favorites.

My favorite place to eat when I was a child was Chuck E. Cheese. I have no idea what their pizza tasted like… but it was pizza so I am sure I liked it but what I really loved about that place was their animatronics. When I was little, it was still called¬†Chuck E. Cheese’s Pizza Time Theatre and it was very much like a theater. The one I went to had a full band that¬†would start playing every 30 minutes or so. My favorite show, however, was a solo pianist animatronic that I could watch and listen to for hours.

Since this was a place that once inside was hard to get me out of, my parents usually took me there for birthday parties only. Perhaps it was because we didn’t go that often that I loved it so much too. Oh! How I miss the fun!

Here’s me with old Chuck E. Cheese¬†(circa 1984)

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Happy Throwback Thursday (and Thanksgiving)

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PS. Today’s The Daily Post Blogging 101 assignment is¬†to¬†extend your brand with one of the following: a custom Blavatar, a custom image widget, or a Facebook fan page.¬†I already have a blavatar and image widgets…¬†should I make a Facebook fan page?

Five Things

workshop-button-1WOW! Time sure flies when you’re having fun. It’s already Thursday… again! Thursdays are also the day I link up with Kat from Mama’s Losin’ It and her wonderful readers and we share our take on her weekly prompts. This week I chose #4¬†Five Things. List 5 things we¬†don’t¬†know about you, 5 things you‚Äôre¬†knowledgeable about, 5 things you know nothing about, and 5 things you believe.

This should be fun.

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FIVE THINGS YOU DIDN’T KNOW ABOUT ME
  1. I have never broken a bone in my life. I got my fair share of bumps and bruises growing up but never actually broke a bone.
  2. When I was a teenager my orthodontist discovered that I was missing one of my adult premolars. Since I was having trouble with my last molars he decided that in order to open up¬†space they would take out the other premolar (to make it even) and only two molars. So today, instead of 32 teeth, I have 28. ūüėÜ
  3. Although I am fully bilingual in English and Spanish and I have taught both, I didn’t know what¬†studying¬†a foreign language was until I was an adult when I took French for the first time. I just recently restarted my French studies… and boy is it hard to learn a new language. I¬†am grateful to my parents who made sure I learned both languages as I was growing up and then helped me keep them.
  4. I am an only child, the first granddaughter in both my mother and father’s side of the family, and I only have one older male cousin on either side. Although my parents both came from big families they stopped with me but I have over 30 cousins, many of which I keep in close contact with (thank you social media).
  5. Before graduating with a B.A. in Communication and an M.A. in Integrated Marketing Communication (Ph.D. incomplete in Multicultural Marketing Communication) I did one year of Psychology, and two years of Chemical Engineering (in Venezuela you start on the major, no pre-req). I may or may not be in the verge of changing disciplines again. This is my biggest problem in life. I probably should’ve been an actress.
FIVE THINGS I AM KNOWLEDGEABLE ABOUT

Let me first say this… I am what many people call (including myself), “an infinite source of useless information.” I know a little about a lot of things but not a lot about much.

  1. My professional training has involved studying multicultural markets in the US. So, I would say that I am pretty knowledgeable about the cultural makeup of this country and its social and marketing implications.
  2. Although I¬†don’t have a degree in computer science nor do I consider myself very good at coding I have fixed my own computer¬†several times. I am very proud of that. I have also fixed a few home appliances on my own.
  3. I am an excellent researcher. I have always done very good on my papers and been commended on my ability to summarize findings.
  4. Packing: I am really good at packing. I am also really good at getting rid of things and that has helped me a lot the many times I have moved.
  5. Blogging? haha… I’m going to say that I am now pretty knowledgeable about blogging although I probably have quite a bit to learn still.
FIVE THINGS I KNOW NOTHING ABOUT (but wish i did)
  1. Astrophysics: I am fascinated by this and I wish I could understand more about it.
  2. World Religions: Although I am not religious myself, I love to understand how religions came to be and how they change overtime. I’d say I’m an amateur religion scholar. But there is so much to know… I have barely scratched the surface.
  3. Gardening: Well.. really about plants in general I have no knowledge. My mother will walk through a park or drive through places and is able to name many plants… I have no idea what they are. I now have a huge backyard that I would love to fill with food and flowers but I have no idea how to do it.
  4. Make-up: Honestly… it’s laziness. I love to see my friends in pictures looking all made up and I wish I did the same but the time comes to get ready and all I do is fill my eyebrows and apply some lipgloss… that’s all I know how to do.
  5. World History: I know quite a bit of Venezuelan and US history but I know very little of the rest of the world. Again… there’s just too much to know and so little time. I’m considering making a 2015 new years resolution to read as many history books as I can. We’ll see.
FIVE THINGS I BELIEVE
  1. I believe that most people in the world are good.
  2. I believe that being honest is always the best policy.
  3. I believe in true friendship and true love.
  4. I believe that this is the only life we get so we better make it a good one.
  5. I believe that little ol’ me can make a difference and so can you.

¬†Hey readers… anything we have in common? Anything surprised you? Let me know.

TBT: Being a Kid

workshop-button-1It’s that time of the week again. Kat from Mama’sLosin’It provided some really great prompts this week (as always) and I decided to go with #2¬†List 7 things you miss about being a kid.¬†Just in time for a¬†#throwbackthursday¬†post. Thanks Kat!

 

SEVEN THINGS I MISS ABOUT BEING A KID

Background: My memories of being a kid are mostly good. I did not have the traditional childhood but I am so very appreciative of what I got. I am an only child and was born in Venezuela but moved with my parents to the US when I was one year old and we lived in the US until I was nine while both of my parents pursued higher education in the US. I spend the rest of my childhood in Venezuela. Most of my childhood was spent with mom since dad traveled a lot and then they were separated. However, while my mother was certainly my primary parent, and to this day, my solid rock; dad was always loving and caring just not as present.

  1. My main chore was to learn – everything was learning and making mistakes was not so severely looked upon as I feel it is now. I have had to relearn to be OK with mistakes.
  2. Be fearless – I rarely go on roller coasters anymore and I am much more aware of my own mortality which I had no clue about as a kid.
  3. No planning required – When you’re a kid… at least for me… my life was planned for me: when to get up, go to bed, go to school, take a bath, etc. My meals were planned and clothes miraculously appeared clean and ironed in my room; and while¬†I was tasked with cleaning my room I now know that mom did some extra cleaning after me.
  4. Coordinated vacation-time¬†– It would be years before I would truly appreciate how great it is that all your friends’ and cousins’ vacation occur at the same time. Now that we all work, it’s harder and harder to meet.
  5. Cartoons –¬†and I mean, my cartoons… 80s cartoons.
  6. Diet -free¬†– I didn’t have to worry about calories or working out. Mom made sure I had a balanced diet and school and friends made sure I moved a lot. I wasn’t thin though… I was always (and am) a little thick but never enough to raise a red flag and I didn’t ever feel inadequate as a child… my body would not become an issue for me until my mid-teens… and even then, it wasn’t bad.
  7. and my favorite…¬†imaginary friends were totally¬†appropriate¬†and welcomed.

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~ It sometimes feel unreal that I once was a child, I hope it’s not just me. ~