June 2011
10 posts
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Self-Sabotage
Hot yoga.
I want to kiss and strangle the man who invented the love-child that marries these two extremes. So you walk into a room that’s heated to 105 degrees with 40% humidity, which means, you’re dripping sweat before you even stand up to strike your first pose. About 4 poses in, cascading waterfalls have poured into your eyes and mouth, making you wonder if you’ve just stepped out of a salty...
May 2011
14 posts
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Do you need to get Self-Control, or do you already...
Self-control.
What a foreign concept for most of my life I thought if I had an impulse, a craving, a desire, or an emotion, I just had to obey it. I thought I was helpless in the grasp of these overwhelming compulsions—a slave at the mercy of wherever they chose to drag me. I believed self-control was something I had to muster up, and not something I already had.
Oh, how very wrong I was.
So...
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The Science Behind Bulimia, Anorexia, & Overeating
Hey friends. Got a full day today and don’t have time to blog, so I thought I’d include this portion from my book.
Dr. Simone helped me realize the science BEHIND the addiction, and because my body wasn’t getting what it needed physically, it was affecting me emotionally—thus the never ending cycle.
If you’re feeling helpless because you’re in one of these...
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The Danger of 'Taking Things Personally'
Poor Studhubs.
It’s his 29th birthday today and I scheduled dentist appointments for us. (Whammy). Aaaaaaaaand the dentist appointments began at 7.30 am. (Double birthday whammy). If you know my husband, you know he’s NOT a morning person. I wake up and the birds are singing, the sun is rising on another glorious day, and I’m instantly wide-awake and flitting around the house like a Disney...
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WatchCicadas. They’re everywhere.
Every 13 years in Nashville, these nasty, winged creatures hatch from the ground like zombies from a horror flick, ready to inflict their plague on our town once again.
Studhubs was sitting out by our pool area reading last night, and I had the bright idea of surprising him with a romantic evening dinner. I prepared the tray with salads, food, drinks, plates, and...
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The Sting of Old Rejection
I was standing in the hall beside the stage in El Dorado, Arkansas last weekend, waiting for Smitty to finish his meet-and-greet before heading to start the show, when I heard my name called.
After spending 4 years at Ouachita Baptist University in Arkadelphia, Arkansas (it’s a mouthful to say, isn’t it?), I figured someone from my alma mater would be there. After exchanging pleasantries, I caught...
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What do you do with the pain of unfulfilled...
“Do you really think I’m ever going to make it, baby?”
I looked up at Studhubs last week from my withered, exhausted state in the bathtub with pitiful, sad eyes. The kind of sad eyes you see when someone has lost a dear friend, or hit a wall of impossibility, watching the last bit of hope disappear like smoke from a cigarette into the breeze.
Sometimes I still get like this. Sometimes I still...
How to push the 'RESET' button on your metabolism.
I stood there alone in front of the open refrigerator, shoveling handful after handful of food into my mouth, barely chewing before swallowing, only to repeat the action over and over again.
Once the ice cream was gone, I was onto the Oreos, then the leftover chicken, then finishing off the bag of chips I had sworn not to eat.
Tears poured from my eyes, hatred fueled my heart, and self-loathing...
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Learning how to BE loved is sometimes harder than...
Relationships.
Interesting, unpredictable little suckers. We were made to have them, our lives were meant to run on them, experience our days with them, and yet they can be the biggest source of both extremes of pain and joy, all in the same breath.
Good relationships bring life.
Bad relationships bring death.
And there’s a whole lot of grey area in between.
For years, my relationships...
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Blog 2: The Perils of Swimsuit Season
Swimsuit season.
The bane of my existence for the past 14 years of my life. I can’t remember the last time I felt carefree in a swimming suit, unaware of my body and wobbly bits as I sheepishly and carefully reveal practically everything. My head is usually plagued with an automatic recording of, ‘Suck in, clinch buttocks, remove wedgie, stand up straight, angle yourself...
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The Spirit: Blog #1
There’s all sorts of references for ‘spirits’ in our world. There are see-through, white, hazy spirits in movies about old haunted houses—and a spirit of fear when you think you might have seen one of them in the darkness. (Even if you don’t believe they’re real). There’s a spirit of joy on Christmas day when you run around the corner to find Santa brought you what you secretly wanted, and a...
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If you're looking for something wrong, you're...
I’m a very discerning person. It’s one of my strongest gifts.
Studhubs is always impressed when I let him know I have a strange ‘feeling’ about someone, something, or a particular situation, and then come to find out that my little siren of a gut was about as right as an arrow hitting a bullseye. I can just tell a lot of times when something is, well….off. Or on....
The blogger is back. (:
(Sigh). It’s about time.
Hearing my fingers clickity-click-clicking on the computer keys is a music I haven’t heard in a long time, but I song I most definitely needed to hear.
When I started writing God Loves Ugly I thought, “This is going to be so easy. I’ve probably written several books with all the blogs I’ve poured out over the years. I’ll whip it...
