Thursday, May 28, 2015

Currently Reading | May

I know, I know...long time no post! Well it's also been a long time no seven-hours-of-sleep and long time no-time-to-breath so cut me some slack. BUT! I'm planning on a slightly slower paced hopefully we will up the post count on the old blog. Although, when it comes to a choice between writing a blog post or chilling by the pool with a you guys but guess which option wins? I have a tempting stack of book recommendations from my awesome-even-if-she's-never-read-Agatha-Christie librarian. 

And speaking of reading...I had three topics to choose from for today's post. I could tell you about Henry's party...but I don't have time to edit photos...or I could rant about my completely frustration with individuals "self-diagnosing" Celiac...or we could talk about my May reads. You can thank me later for choosing the later. (But consider yourself forewarned of what's to come.)

Take the Risk by Dr. Ben Carson - I did not read this book because I am particularly interested in risk management. In all honestly, I've never given risk management a second thought. But my sister gave me this book because I'm kindasortareally a huge fan of Ben Carson and his amazing work (we can discuss my patheticness later). So I figured I would enjoy Take the Risk but did not anticipate being so intrigued by the subject matter. Surprise! Take the Risk is about learning to decided which risks are worth taking, the importance of taking risk and having the courage the risk. Dr. Carson's B/W Risk Analysis is seriously brilliance on such a simple level that even I understood it. But I will warn you! You will find yourself applying the B/W Risk Analysis formula to literally everything...and learning just how many risks you take on a daily basis and how many more you should be pursuing.

How Starbucks Saved My Life by Michael Gates Gill - The title is intriguing, the book even more so. I'm something of a memoir in tendencies toward devouring them with a passion. It's a chance to see inside someone's head and that is awesome. Anyway... Michael Gates Gill grew up as a son of privilege, had a high powered job he invested everything in and then suddenly found himself alone, jobless...and in Starbucks. Asking for a job. And this once powerful member of the elite is scrubbing bathroom floors. And finding himself genuinely happy for the first time in his life. This book will challenge you to find happiness wherever you are, embrace the joy of serving and will make you really want to work for Starbucks! If my list of reasons Starbucks is the best wasn't long enough...

The Medical Book by Clifford A. Pickover - My mom tells of passing time at her father's desk flipping through the PDR and admiring the pretty, bright pictures of all the pills. (Guys, I seriously want a PDR!) Apparently I'm my mother's daughter...I love the big, shiny pictures in this book of (among other things) anatomy, microorganisms and molecular structures! Basically, this book is a trip through history with medical discoveries as your mode of transportation. Definitely not an in depth exploration of each subject but enough to wet your appetite. And all the pretty pictures!

What are you reading?

Sunday, May 10, 2015

What My Mother Taught Me

  If it's worth doing, it's worth doing right.

What good is a 'perfect' home...or any home at all...if you never share it with the world?

You can feel like hell but you don't have to look like hell.

In all areas of life poshness must reign supreme.

Life isn't about you.

People before all else.

Family before all people.

Always make things right.

Failure is giving anything less than your best.

There is no group of individuals I find more fascinating to observe and study than that unique race we know as mothers. No two are alike. Their personalities, appearances, backgrounds, upbringings, educations...they are all unique. Together these factors form their mothering philosophies which will determine who their children (and consequently, the next generation) will be. (No pressures, moms.)

Above are just a few of my mom's key phrases. I've heard these principles taught for as long as I can remember. And as I have, one by one, grasped the significance of each lesson I've! My mom knows a thing or two. When you are young you think your mom is...well, you mom. I'm finding the more I get to know my mother as a person and my friend...and truly understand her strengths, weaknesses and what makes her tick...the more I respect the incredible person she is. Mom is not perfect and she isn't the perfect mother. But she is the perfect mother for me. And I am so grateful God chose for us to walk through this life together.

Wednesday, May 6, 2015

Confessions of a Runner

↑ All the sarcasm...
-I hate running.
-As in seriously, despise-dread-sorta-hate.
-My farthest run is six miles.
-I have no intention of ever running any farther. 
-Currently I am trained to a 5k, 3.1 miles.
-A slow 5k.
-My seven year old sister can run circles around me.
-I am not...I repeat not...a natural born runner. You know, the annoying breed who can run a half marathon without training and never break a sweat.(And yes, I do kinda-sorta-really-hate those people.)
-While I have run several winters (below 19 degrees hurts) I chickened out and didn't go for a single run last winter. And I don't regret it one bit.
-Even though I know it kills my endurance, sometimes I can't resist the urge and just sprint...there is such a thrill is giving it all.
-I have to have motivation to run. Otherwise, forget about it.
-This season I have been working on improving my attitude toward running. Sure it's not the biggest bundle of kicks, but I am grateful that I have the ability to run and I'm trying to keep that in mind and take it one hill at a time. It's a work in progress...