Thursday, December 31, 2009

New Year Resolutions 2010







From the beginning of understanding what a resolution was, and how I was to write them down for reference, I have done just so.

January 1, 1988- Age 12
Dearest me,
I need to lose 10 pounds. I want to weigh 100 pounds by February 1st. I want my hair to be straight, and to say my prayers every night. I will read 1 chapter of scriptures every day. I will be more patiant(SIC) with my Brother and stupid sisters. Only if they leave me alone and quite(SIC) stealing my clothes and stay out of my room. I need a lock.
Eat good food
Listen in Sunday School
Be a better friend.
Save my money
Pay my tithing
buy a bike.
exersise(SIC) every day
Learn better basketball
See the Utah Jazz play for real at the Salt palace.

Love, Me


January 1,1992 Age 16

Dearest me,
This year I need to lose 20 pounds. I also want to become a better b-ball player and get nice and fit. I need to get my license,so get a better job! Also, how can I straighten my hair? Find out. Read your scriptures girlie! Every day, no excuses! Help Mom, even when your tired. How about a boyfriend? Ha. Pray always, even when you think no one is listening. Wash your face everyday!
Love,Me

January 1,2003 Age 28

Wow, New years again! In March we will have our 4th and final baby, a girl. So, my annual weight loss goal will have to " weight" haha. I am going to enjoy this baby, and not rush the small things. I will spend more quality time with each child, and instill in them a sense of belonging. Find their unique talents and help them develop them more. Don;t worry so much about how messy the house is girl. Your babies won't remember if the piano was dusted when they were growing up, but they will remember if you stopped to make cookies with them......
Love,Me

January 1, 2004 age 29

Sooooo. Um, yeah. I just read last years New Years Resolutions. We had that baby girl and named her Delaney Grace. She was a bit early. She will turn 1 February 21st, just in time to help welcome the 5th surprise baby girl due April 1st. Is that a coincidence? I'm struggling here!
April fools? So, lose 2 babies worth of weight this year with 2 babies 14 months apart or so. Keep the other kids alive and fed.That's all I can do this year. Love, Me


So, a trend eh? That last baby did come....early. Delaney and Sophie were 12 months apart. I suppose the beauty of a new beginning is just that...a new start to change bad habits that may have resurfaced, a chance to put things back into perspective. A new year somehow equals what it implies; NEWNESS. CHANGE. GROWTH.

So here it is, Christi's annual New Years Resolutions 2010:


Dearest Me,
Don't worry, just be happy my dear. Be happy:) Love, YOU.


Almost New Year. Music it is!

So, tomorrow is the start of 2010. Dang. I'll write more on that later. Today is Parody day. We can't always take ourselves to serious like and stuff..I think that is a travesty. If we can laugh at ourselves occasionally, I think it makes for good blogging, and blackmail. As some of my readers know, I love Colbie Calliat. In fact, I have only bought 2 Music CD's in my life, and both were Colbie. I sing to her in the shower, while I' m cooking, and cleaning. I HEART her. So, I was looking on YOU TUBER, and found a fun one. Thought I would share it for your entertainment this beautiful last day of 2009. Have a GREAT one! p.s. Bubbly is my favorite song.

Sunday, December 27, 2009

It's been 3 years...


Nicole,Anna,Liz,Paula,Me.





Since I went Britney Spears before she did. 3 Christmas's ago, I was at a pretty desperate time in my life. My good friend Paula was going through chemo for mastatic breast cancer,I was working full time. Depression was my constant companion, Needless to say, I found myself armed with an electric razor in hand one early morning in an insomniac stupor. Buzzzzzzzz.......My over-processed locks fell silently to the floor. I remember looking at myself in the mirror, and sobbing. It was as if the taking off of my hair was a new start for me, a ritualistic symbol of the healing of my soul, my aching heart.
I finally fell into a deep sleep on the couch. I was afraid to go to bed and have my husband awake next to a stranger. I showed him that next morning, and he asked" What have you done?" I shrugged my shoulders. How to explain?
My hair has since grown back, and honestly, the whole experience was well worth it. I found that I have a nice looking noggin, not at all lumpy and scary like! It was rather freeing to shower and rub a towel on top of my head and TADA...dry! I vowed to never color my hair again..Myself. It was also pretty cool seeing what my natural color was after 18 years of coloring it. It was also refreshing to see what some view as a " Womans Beauty" no longer front and center. My hair didn't define me! How I cut it, styled it,colored it didn't determine my social status, my strengths or weakness's. I was ME regardless of being bald, or having beautiful flowing locks. I AM okay no matter what I look like. As someone once said " God don't make no mistakes." So, here I am. :)
~ChristinaMaria~




Sophie and Bald Me 1 week after shaving my head.


Friday, March 06, 2009

Not sure I can do this

Emilee Ellis







I lost my dear friend Emilee Ellis on March 4th at 8 am to mastatic breast cancer. She was 37. She was my next door neighbor, and I first met her when we moved here to Cedar Hills in June 2008. She was a tender, sweet woman.  Even being as sick as she was, she reached out to the "new" girl and made me feel welcome. She leaves behind 3 beautiful boys and a loving husband. You can read all about her and her obituary at http://emilee-ellis.blogspot.com



I re- tore my Achilles last week. If I go by what my Doctor says, I am fine. If I go by pain, and a huge swollen foot that hurts so badly, I cry everyday...... yesterday all day.
My doctor refused to give me the radiologist report from an MRI I had done this week. I felt impressed to go and get a copy. Let's just say my doctor is an idiot. I have a lot of stuff going on in this darn foot of mine. I can't even put weight on it. I have paratendinitis, paratendinitis, an ankle joint effusion and a high grade partial recurrent tear to the achilles. The scar tissue is insane....I just keep thinking that things can only get better. I keep getting worse, and the depression from all this is getting deeper and deeper. Weight loss is like..low down on my list. I am just trying to get through my day without wanting to crawl into the fetal position from all the pain.

I have a picture collage of skinny/fat Christi on the back of my bathroom door with great thoughts and quotes to keep me going.  I don't know if I can do this.


~Christi


Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Organization, or lack thereof.

Thought of the day:
Habit is habit and not to be flung
out of the window by any man, but
coaxed downstairs a step at a time.~Mark Twain


So, I have been unpacking from our move in June. We have a ton of crap, and I had a realization last night. I like my house clean. Shock? It has been the most challenging 7 weeks of my life not being able to move smoothly throughout the house. It's been neglected..and it was a small disaster before this injury. I FEEL good when everything is in it's place. I DO better with making choices when I feel good.
Of course, with 5 children that is almost laughable..but it has to be done!

I have done SO good the last 3 days. I am proud of myself. I wanted to Congratulate our biggest losers last month, KARILYNN AND KATIE O! You guys are so awesome, and really are motivating! You go girls....and that means all of you!

Monday, February 09, 2009

Thought provoking questions.

Thought-Provoking Questions

If ghosts go through walls, why don’t they fall through the floor?

Why isn’t evaporated milk a gas?

Why was it that in all different cultures the men always used to come first and never the women?

When you feel down, why do people ask what’s up?

In horse racing, why do they award the rider and not the horse?

If insects are so obsessed with bright lights, why don’t they fly off to the sun?

What happens if you die in your dream?

Why do people more commonly skip breakfast than any other meal, considering that this is the time when the stomach is emptiest?

How are children supposed to take medicine if it’s meant to be kept out of their reach?

Why do people talk about ‘girlie’ things but never ‘boyie’ things?

If you sneezed on a computer, would it get a virus?

Can you dream of having a dream?

Why do we close doors and windows to reduce noise, considering that sound travels better through solids?

If Pinocchio said, “My nose is about to grow”, what would happen?

What did the designer of the drawing board go back to when his/her original design was a failure?

What sort of a vehicle did those huge 300kg tyres that are used in the World’s Strongest Man contests come off?

Why do we hang our clothes on a washing line and not a drying line?

Why do ‘a fat chance’ and ‘a slim chance’ mean the same thing?

Why does your nose run and your feet smell?

Why is ‘abbreviation’ such a long word?

Why are there seeds in seeded grapes, but no bones in a boned fillet?

When people go mental, why do they get physically violent?

Why do we never hear of people coming from ‘left west’ or ‘right east’?

What is an occasional table the rest of the time?

If you get a beer belly by drinking beer, do you get a pot belly by smoking pot?

Why is Friday 13th considered unlucky, considering that the Last Supper was on Thursday?

If you can enjoy yourself, why can’t you enjoy anyone else?

What would a burger of ham be called?

If dawn breaks, does dusk come together?

Why does ‘dyslexia’ have to be so hard to spell?

If you think you’re a hypochondriac, then are you one or not?

If you try to fail, and succeed, which have you done?

Does God believe that there are atheists?

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

YUM





Sugar free chocolate pudding. :) Need I say more?

Video of the Day

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Struggling.




I want to give up. Trying to stay motivated is just not happening.

I cannot stand without assistance with this dang cast, so I have to lean on my crutches.
I am DEBBIE DOWNER. I don't even like re-reading this, because I sound so pessimistic. Fresh start tomorrow. SWEAT and TEARS...Right?