Monthly Archives: April 2010

Feeling Like a Kid Again!!

Wednesday nights at my place are one of my favorite nights of the week! It is the night that my sister-in-law brings my niece and nephew over to have dinner and then go swimming.

My niece is 7, and as cute as a button! She is like the perfect little blond girl that you just know is going to be super popular because even at 7 she is just magnetic.

My nephew is 4, and is he is a near duplicate of my husband, just waaaaay smaller – think mini me to my sweetie!! 😉 He is a firecracker, and has absolutely NO FEAR!!! Swimming with these two is just sooo much fun! It makes me feel like a kid again; diving, flipping, handstands, races, stunts, tricks, somersaults, and just playing!! Let me tell you, that is THE BEST way to exercise!! To play, to be a kid, to have no cares, and for one evening a week to take on that fun and vivacious lifestyle!!

I must’ve done something good in my past to get to be part of their lives!! I am blessed!!

I love these two kiddos!!

~Auntie Chrissy 😉

My Top 20 Favorite Fiction Books!

Anyone who knows me, knows that I LOVE reading, and I am NEVER any place without a book.

So, as I was working today I thought it might be interesting to list my top 10 20 favorite books of fiction of all time!!

  1. Anne of Green Gables by Lucy Maud Montgomery
  2. Sarah’s Key by Tatiana de Rosnay
  3. The Harry Potter Series by JK Rowling
  4. Angels and Demons by Dan Brown
  5. Green Eggs and Ham by Dr. Seuss
  6. The Captain’s Doxy by Lafayette Hammet
  7. Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen
  8. Leepike Ridge by ND Wilson
  9. Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Secrethood by Rebecca Wells
  10. The Invention of Hugo Cabret by Brian Selznick
  11. The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett
  12. Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe by Fanny Flagg
  13. The Twilight Series by Stephanie Meyer
  14. Holes by Louis Sachar
  15. City of Ember by Jeanne DuPrau
  16. Auntie Mame by by Patick Dennis
  17. Phantom of the Opera by Gaston Leroux
  18. Inkheart by Cornelia Caroline Funke
  19. A Wrinkle in Time by
  20. Midnight for Charlie Bone by Jenny Nimmo

I would love to hear what some of your favorites might be. Feel free to post some of your favorites in the comments!

~Christina 😉

Daily Update!

Busy day! Stormy evening! Sitting on my couch, with my two puppies, watching Dancing with the Stars! I know, isn’t that sad??? Sometimes I think that the judges just speak just for the sake of speaking, and is it weird to anyone else this season that there is a professional dancer, and and an Olympian “competing”??? I know, it has all been said before, but you know – I am just throwing it out there. AND for me the surprise of the season is the fact that Pamela Anderson can not only dance, but she can be really graceful – she has been fun to root for!!!

Anyway, I am going to let my DVR finish recording this so I can be a good girl and go to bed!!! 😉

Come on puppies, up we go!


~Christina 😉

Walking Milestone!!!

My Sis-in-law and I are both training to walk to the 3-Day 60 Mile Susan G Komen Walk for the Cure in September, and we have completed THE LONGEST walk of our 3 months of training. We walked a total of 8 MILES!!! Now, that may not seem like much to some people, but when you consider that the the two of us combined have a total weight of 600+ pounds – now that is SAYING A-FREAKIN-LOT!!!! Anyway, I am just so proud that we did it, not to mention that our walk encompassed almost EVERY crazy steep hill on this side of town. At one point I literally told her that if there was even one more hill to climb I was going to sit down on the curb, and we would have to call someone to come pick up my dead booty!!! IT WAS HARD, but OH SOOOOOO WORTH IT!!!!!
Thank you, sis, for believing in me more that I believed in myself!!!

With all of that said, please click on the link on the left hand side of the screen and donate to the cause – NO woman should have to suffer and die from this disease!!! You can help us make a difference.

Thank you,

Time Lost and Found

Anne LamottSometimes I come across an article that is sooo life changing, and sooo spot on, that I have no choice but to share it with the world.

The following article was published in Sunset Magazine and was entitled Lost and Found, written by Anne Lamotte:

Turn off Twitter, Anne Lamott says. And don’t clean the house. That’s what it takes to create the rich life you deserve

I sometimes teach classes on writing, during which I tell my students every single thing I know about the craft and habit. This takes approximately 45 minutes. I begin with my core belief—and the foundation of almost all wisdom traditions—that there is nothing you can buy, achieve, own, or rent that can fill up that hunger inside for a sense of fulfillment and wonder. But the good news is that creative expression, whether that means writing, dancing, bird-watching, or cooking, can give a person almost everything that he or she has been searching for: enlivenment, peace, meaning, and the incalculable wealth of time spent quietly in beauty.

Then I bring up the bad news: You have to make time to do this.

This means you have to grasp that your manic forms of connectivity—cell phone, email, text, Twitter—steal most chances of lasting connection or amazement. That multitasking can argue a wasted life. That a close friendship is worth more than material success.

Needless to say, this is very distressing for my writing students. They start to explain that they have two kids at home, or five, a stable of horses or a hive of bees, and 40-hour workweeks. Or, on the other hand, sometimes they are climbing the walls with boredom, own nearly nothing, and are looking for work full-time, which is why they can’t make time now to pursue their hearts’ desires. They often add that as soon as they retire, or their last child moves out, or they move to the country, or to the city, or sell the horses, they will. They are absolutely sincere, and they are delusional.

I often remember the story from India of a beggar who sat outside a temple, begging for just enough every day to keep body and soul alive, until the temple elders convinced him to move across the street and sit under a tree. Years of begging and bare subsistence followed until he died. The temple elders decided to bury him beneath his cherished tree, where, after shoveling away a couple of feet of earth, they found a stash of gold coins that he had unknowingly sat on, all those hand-to-mouth years.

You already have the gold coins beneath you, of presence, creativity, intimacy, time for wonder, and nature, and life. Oh, yeah, you say? And where would those rascally coins be?

This is what I say: First of all, no one needs to watch the news every night, unless one is married to the anchor. Otherwise, you are mostly going to learn more than you need to know about where the local fires are, and how rainy it has been: so rainy! That is half an hour, a few days a week, I tell my students. You could commit to writing one page a night, which, over a year, is most of a book.

If they have to get up early for work and can’t stay up late, I ask them if they are willing NOT to do one thing every day, that otherwise they were going to try and cram into their schedule.

They may explain that they have to go to the gym four days a week or they get crazy, to which I reply that that’s fine—no one else really cares if anyone else finally starts to write or volunteers with marine mammals. But how can they not care and let life slip away? Can’t they give up the gym once a week and buy two hours’ worth of fresh, delectable moments? (Here they glance at my butt.)

Can they commit to meeting one close friend for two hours every week, in bookstores, to compare notes? Or at an Audubon sanctuary? Or a winery?

They look at me bitterly now—they don’t think I understand. But I do—I know how addictive busyness and mania are. But I ask them whether, if their children grow up to become adults who spend this one precious life in a spin of multitasking, stress, and achievement, and then work out four times a week, will they be pleased that their kids also pursued this kind of whirlwind life?

If not, if they want much more for their kids, lives well spent in hard work and savoring all that is lovely, why are they living this manic way?

I ask them, is there a eucalyptus grove at the end of their street, or a new exhibit at the art museum? An upcoming minus tide at the beach where the agates and tidepools are, or a great poet coming to the library soon? A pond where you can see so many turtles? A journal to fill?

If so, what manic or compulsive hours will they give up in trade for the equivalent time to write, or meander? Time is not free—that’s why it’s so precious and worth fighting for.

Will they give me one hour of housecleaning in exchange for the poetry reading? Or wash the car just one time a month, for the turtles? No? I understand. But at 80, will they be proud that they spent their lives keeping their houses cleaner than anyone else in the family did, except for mad Aunt Beth, who had the vapors? Or that they kept their car polished to a high sheen that made the neighbors quiver with jealousy? Or worked their fingers to the bone providing a high quality of life, but maybe accidentally forgot to be deeply and truly present for their kids, and now their grandchildren?

I think it’s going to hurt. What fills us is real, sweet, dopey, funny life.

I’ve heard it said that every day you need half an hour of quiet time for yourself, or your Self, unless you’re incredibly busy and stressed, in which case you need an hour. I promise you, it is there. Fight tooth and nail to find time, to make it. It is our true wealth, this moment, this hour, this day.

Daily Update!

Here is just a quick update of my day today!! Let’s just say I had a pretty good day!! Had a meeting with a new client first thing, and he made my day!!! I left the office a little early, did all of my grocery shopping, had a healthy dinner, talked to one of my sisters, and then my sweetie! All-in-all, a pretty darn good day!!! YEAH!! Sometimes it is the little things that make your life worthwhile!!

My Dirty Little Secret!

I am about to let all of you in on my dirty little secret…I love watching iCarly. OMG, I can’t believe I just said that out loud. YES – I AM A 34 YEAR OLD WOMAN WHO LOVES WATCHING ICARLY!!!  I am just going to be proud of my slight oddity (well, at least this one)! This show is cute, filled with fun clothes, and makes me feel young, because I TOTALLY could see myself and my best friends doing our own blog like that when we were teens!!! Well, ok, if there were such things as blogs waaaaay back then!!! 😉  Besides that, I find that I can’t stop myself from laughing out loud, even if I happen to be watching it home alone!!

Ok, now that I’ve bared my soul – I am feeling rather raw and exposed! LOL!! It must be time to go!!!

-Christina 😉

Box of Stars!

Caddy got the box and set it on the floor and opened it. It was full of stars. When I was still, they were still. When I moved, they glinted and sparkled. I hushed. The jewels glint and gleam with reflected and refracted light.

– The Sound and the Fury, William Faulkner.