Wednesday, January 15, 2014

A Journey

So someone I know was recently preparing for weight loss surgery (they have since had the operation and so far are doing ok, not quite 2 weeks post op) and prior to their surgery they and I have been talking a lot. We actually talk a lot anyway. We're close. I love this person a lot. I don't want to put them on the spot here but they know who they are, and anyone who is close know who they are as well. They also know that this person had the procedure so I don't need to call them out on my blog. Unless they ok it. Anyway this person and I would share recipes that we like. They would have me over for dinner and vice versa. Especially when trying new recipes or making healthier options. As I am on my own weight loss journey we share info! Thye had asked me if I had considered the surgery months ago and since I was having so much success I opted to continue on my own path. As it turns out my Dr has told me how proud he was of my progress on my own and has encouraged me to continue without surgery as long as I can. I am now down 50# which is = to 16.46% of my body weight so far! I know that I have more to go but I am ready to take on the next goal! ANyway this other person and I were talking one night prior to their surgery and the next day at work our computers were down so I had some "free time". I started writing and came up with this poem. It was/is dedicated to that person, but in reality can be related to anybody really! 


We're travelling different paths
But our destination is the same
It may go fast, it may go slow
We'll  both get there, our own way
People always have advice
On the best route to take
But the journey always changes
It never stays the same
What may be smooth for me
May have pot holes and gravel for you
We have to enjoy the ride
No matter how it goes
You may come across a simple bump
That feels like a mountain to me
Nobody really knows
Individually what we each need
There is a plan in store
A way to reach our goals
We can support each other
Whatever it may take
I won't know all your struggles
You may not understand mine
There's still a way to connect
As we listen to our hearts
We will find the words to say
The strength to get us through
Good luck on your journey
I'm on a journey of my own
I'll help you, if you'll help me
It's what sister's do! 

Twas The Scavenger Hunt before the gift....

So for Christmas my family and I all went in together on one larger/more expensive gift for my sister Denise and Brother in Law Neal. I felt kind of bad that they would only have one gift to share to open on Christmas day when the rest of us would have several. So I volunteered to create a scavenger hunt of clues so that before they got and opened their gift there would be some fun. That way there was a little more focus on the love we have for them and not just on it being a solo gift. I ended up doing the clues in the form of a poem....

Twas the morning of Christmas, all through the house
Presents are scattered, and hiding about
The gifts they are hiding, some here and some there
And clues they are carrying, find them anywhere
The first is hiding snug in a bed,
Where 4-legs are found while Slenskers rest their heads

Denise in her ‘kerchief, Neal in his cap
Kristie had just settled down for a long winter’s nap
When out on the lawn there arose a meal platter
Where this clue is hiding you won’t need a ladder

Thru the dog window Koda flew like a flash
Looks out the front shutters at Frosty’s sash
Moon on the breast of frosty’s wife made of snow
Gave luster of hidden objects below

When, what to your wandering eyes should appear
Near a miniature sleigh, and tiny reindeer,
A little old driver, so lively and quick
Your next clue is hiding near Ol Saint Nick

More rapid than eagles, This clue’s not the same
For where it’s hiding represents your name
Now Dasher, now Dancer! Now Prancer, and Vixen
On Comet, on Cupid, on Donder and Blitzen
Near the top of the stairs, not the top of the wall
Now Dash away, dash away, dash away all

As Nerf bullets before the wild hurricane fly
When they meet with an obstacle, they shoot for the sky
So up to the stair-top the nephews they flew
With a room full of couches and Nintendo Wii too

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound

He dresses all classy, from his head to his foot
His clothes are a polo, and pants rarely have soot
A backpack of electronics, he flings on his back
He’s clearly a nerd, as seen if you open his pack.

Her eyes how they twinkled, His dimples how merry
Her cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry
Honeymoon photos with mouths drawn up like bows
The water was clear, no sign of white snow

You won’t really crack any nuts in his teeth
A ring it encircles his feet like a wreath
He has a moustache, and wears a belt around his belly
I don’t know what to say for bowl full of jelly

We’re all chubby and plump, like a jolly old elf
I laughed when I read about visitors on your “love” shelf
Windex in hand and a twist of his head
Neal took care of the problem, Denise had nothing to dread

Neal spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
Denise took a shower, then turned with a jerk.
Around the corner Koda poked his nose
After Denise says no, away he goes

You don’t have a sleigh, there’s a horn not a whistle
Away you shall fly like the down of a thistle
But ill hear you exclaim, if you drive out of sight
Happy Christmas to all, hope it’s not a cold night!

In case you're wondering here is where the gifts/clues were hidden:
1) wrapped under the tree
2) Koda's bed (their dog)
3)BBQ in the backyard
4)Snowwoman on the front porch
5)A Santa in sleigh decor they had by their staircase
6)On their landing upstairs they have a decor "S" in the hallway 
7)In the loft with the dvds/wii games
9)Neal's Closet (but they checked his backpack first hehe)
10) In their "relax" room where they have honeymoon photos
11)On their Nutcracker statue
12) They have a shelf in the living room where they write notes to each other
13)Master bathroom in the shower
14) the gift was wrapped and left in the bed of their truck in the garage

Poem for a friend

So for Christmas I decided I wanted to do something a little more personal for a friend of mine for their gift. I didn't want to post it until I was able to share it with that particular person. Now that they've had a chance to see it I am going to post it. There are some people who read my blog who will know who it went to. Others I am sorry but I am not disclosing that information. I will let you all know that they really enjoyed it!

I don't know where to start
I want to share what’s in my heart

Our friendship started when we were young
It didn’t take long and I was sprung
It went slow until our senior year
Than things really grew from there
I don’t know what drew me in
How it happened, or exactly when
I don’t recall the words we said,
But I’m thankful for the roads we’ve tread
For a true friend in you I’ve found
Never a dull moment when you’re around
Some think friendships are hard
So they fight and put up a guard
With you it’s easy to be myself
I don’t have to hide feelings on a shelf
These 22 years have flown on by
Comes so easy without having to try
I love that you’re always there for me
You’re the kind of friend I hope to be
You inspire me to be my best
Help me overcome any life test
I’m lucky to call you my best friend
I hope that never comes to an end
It’s amazing how things work out
When we learn what it’s all about
The moment when it all comes true
A friend who’s there through and through
It’s a blessing I am thankful for
I could never ask for anything more
You’re supportive, loving and kind
Uplifting to my spirit, heart and mind
Truly an angel in disguise
          Your friendship is my ultimate prize
          Thank you for being who you are
          Strong and simply wondrous by far
          I can never find the right words to say
Showing how you light the way
In every smile you start a spark
That can illuminate the very dark
Thank you for the joy you bring
Friendship, love and everything
This poem was only a start
Sharing the words straight from my heart
Our friendship started when we were young
When we’re old, I’ll still be sprung.