Word Press Haiku

Hastily, regretfully
I push the, “Publish”.
Retroactive, I edit

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A Glimpse of What Makes Me Happy

Posing by the springs in Mammoth Springs, AR. We often stop for pictures in this scenic park. :D

Ember posing by the springs in Mammoth Springs, AR. We often stop for pictures in this scenic park when traveling between Missouri and Arkansas.

Every morning I wake up greeted by my youngest baby Ember. She is an Irish Wolfhound who is currently 21 months old. She knows by now that “Mom” likes to sleep in. However, she is ready at the teeniest indication that I am waking up to help keep me awake. Sometimes that means plopping down on top of me with all 120+lbs to make sure I know she’s bored! She actually begins her day before I do. She wakes up with her dad, my husband Jesse, at whatever ungodly (at least to this night owl) hour he happily rises to start his day and head to his morning formation. He’s in the Army, you see. Though I guess not even the Army can make someone truly a morning person, which he is. Even on his days off he wakes up hours before me. He graciously lets Ember each morning, after which she climbs in bed with me taking over his side of the bed. I often don’t even notice the transfer. I go to sleep with my husband and wake up with my hound. I happily cuddle each while I can!

 

After finishing our first hike of 2014, Jesse and I pose for a quick selfie.

After finishing our first hike of 2014, Jesse and I pose for a quick selfie.

Once The Little One, as we often call Ember despite many peoples’ protests that she is anything but little—she IS the smallest wolfhound we have had thus far, is successful in waking me from my slumber, I spend my first several minutes loving on her. She is such a happy and joyous soul. Her youth and able body enables her to climb into bed with me each day and steal away coveted extra cuddle time that my older girl, currently days away from her tenth birthday, sadly can no longer steal. So after a few minutes with Ember, I find Patience, usually at the foot of our bed, and greet her with cuddles and scratching time. Patience truly is one of the greatest dogs. Wolfhounds are not notorious for being pleasers; however, Patience has always tried and succeeded in making us proud in every way. Once a morning pup, in her senior years she now sleeps in until start my day. My husband and I stopped fighting long ago the notion that we could compromise our natural biological and internal clocks for one another and live in some happy medium time zone regularly—do not get me wrong, there are the occasional compromises when I rise before the sun, or he stays up late enough to mostly sleep in with me or even cheat like he did this morning when he woke up for several hours before sneaking back in to bed for a nap which I would be none the wiser to if he had not told me. If I can not start each day waking up on a schedule natural to me next to my two legged friend, I can not think of a better way than with my best four legged friends.

Patience sleeping soundly on the couch, one of her favorite spots to be.

Patience sleeping soundly on the couch, one of her favorite spots to be.

 

Oh Look! A New Challenge

Today The Daily Post’s newest challenge Writing 101: Building a Blogging Habit started. Since I only discovered their challenges last week, I am not yet finished with Zero to Hero. However, I would like to join the group this time to do the challenge live, as the challenges are posted daily. So I am jumping ship—I know shocking. I will still try to work my way through the Zero to Hero challenge at my own pace.

Day One‘s assignment is to, “Take twenty minutes to free write. And don’t think about what you’ll write. Just write.”  I have set my timer, so here goes:

My husband Jesse and I recently celebrated our 11th wedding anniversary. I am not going to tell you it had all been roses. We have been through times when we could not stand one another, but we have always come back out the other side. Most of the time, we enjoy spending large portions of our time together. He is my best friend.

Oh the subject of jumping ships often, in the past year Jesse and I have come to understand and accept each other on a new level. After reading Dr. Edward Hallowell’s book, Driven to Distraction, we decided to finally see someone to see if we had ADHD. Jesse has been officially diagnosed, while I—in true ADHD form—have failed to follow up with my referrals after jumping through some hoops with my Primary Care Provider. I did see my clinic’s in house counselor for some preliminary testing, and she felt my symptoms warranted further investigation.  We strongly believe I have ADHD as well, though we know I may have some thing else with similar symptoms. Regardless of my pending official diagnosis, we now look at each other and ourselves differently. We have learned to not resent one another or ourselves for traits we know are out of our control. Reading Dr. Hallowell’s book opened our eyes to perceive one another in a new light. Much of the information in the book could be extrapolated to shed light on seeing others differently for a variety of issues, not just ADHD. Then there is a ton of specific ADHD information as well as stories of actual patients. I am very appreciative to the counselor who recommended Jesse read this book, and to Dr. Hallowell for the help this book has had on our lives. We are currently working our way through a follow up book by Dr. Hallowell, Delivered From Distraction, which I expect with further help our day to day lives.

If you think you have ADHD, or know you do, I highly recommend you read Driven to Distraction. Also, Jesse has started a blog to discuss ADHD called ADHD Avengers. He looks at this diagnosis not as a disease, but rather as a superpower you just must learn to harness. Feel free to join and build our group of Avengers.

This is on my mind tonight because we had a very ADHD kind of day. We did not do everything we planned to do; however, we did get a lot done. Some days it is just hard to rein us in. Today just happened to be one of those days for both of us, which always makes forgiving the other easier.

Seeking WIP, Must Also Love Dogs: Part Two

(Zero to Hero Day Six assignment continued)

Part Two: The Calling

I am lucky enough to say that right now my days are my own. This in no way means that I am where I want to be yet. I want big things in my life, and I feel called to do more. While many things in my life are still being molded for the better, there are a few constants. One of these is my family—my husband, Jesse, and my hounds, Patience and Ember. My ideal day includes spending quality time with them as they are my greatest source of joy and laughter. My other constants are learning and self-improvement.

I am continuing to study and learn the habits of the successful. These habits include better management of my time, better care of my mind and body, striving for self-improvement, and many more. The habit of discipline is one that seems allusive to me. I resist taking direction from anyone, even my past self in the form of plans written yesterday to dictate today. I struggle with changing this daily. The habit of surrounding myself with the right people is one reason for this blog. I believe building up others and being a part of a community is vital for building up yourself. This is why I am seeking positive, uplifting people with views similar to my own to join me on a path of self-improvement. Together we can do more.

I can feel the next stage of my family’s life coming, something awesome. I do not know exactly what it is, but I know we are heading toward something great. Every year, every month, every week, and every day we are learning. Learning to view things differently, learning to cope differently, and learning to use what we already have differently. While maintaining this drive toward the future, I also whole-heartedly believe in enjoying the now. Everyday I learn to be more thankful for what I have while deepening my desire to accomplish my goals.

So hit that like button, leave a comment, and follow my blog. I will follow you back. I am not looking for quantity of followers, but quality. Be my accountability partner, and I can be yours.

Seeking WIP, Must Love Dogs: Part One

Part One: Defining My Dream Reader

Day Six of Zero to Hero is a tough one for me. It calls for me to write to my dream reader. However, this blog is my catch all, let it be free, anything goes blog.  It’s where I plan to explore my many thoughts, passions, and interests. Where I hope to find some focus by being uninhibited and unfocused—crazy as that sounds, I know. Thus nailing down a specific audience seems like big feat.

Not to mention, every time I think or read “Dream reader” some scene from an 80’s movie cues up inside my head…the lights turn down low and the music begins:

“Ooh dream reader
I believe you can get me through the night.

Ooh dream reader
I believe we can reach the morning light.”

Okay, so it’s actually dream weaver, but tell that to my crazy brain. Some times even I do not agree with its connections. I guess any excuse to avoid my task will do.

Music break over and back to the task at hand, who do I want most to read my blog? I suppose if I go back to the reasons I started this blog, I see that I want to find other like-minded individuals to inspire, and who will inspire me. I consider myself a work in progress (WIP), so I want to speak to someone who feels like they are as well. Someone who wants to work on self improvement and be a more positive and active person. Someone who has a variety of interests, several overlapping mine.

If you could not tell by my blog title, I love my dogs. My love of dogs goes beyond my own hounds. Dogs are my biggest passion, and they have also been my career for most of my working life. I have been a dog trainer, doggie daycare manager, a groomer, a veterinary technician, and a puppy nanny. Of all my interests, this one is the most woven in my soul which means my dream reader must love dogs.

Now that I have an idea of my dream reader in mind, I must write a post to her. So to each dog loving wip, stay tuned!

Thought Investing

“A penny for your thoughts,” is a phrase still known by many, though it is obviously dated. What can you buy for a penny these days? Not much, if anything. Once upon a time, you could buy candy for a penny. Today a gum ball cost 25 cents. However, even with a 1950’s mindset of money this phrase does not give much value, monetarily, to sharing thoughts.

In today’s technological world with so many on the internet and social media, it seems appropriate that the value of shared opinions has decreased with the value of a penny to basically nothing. The world wide web is full of voices, opinions, and thoughts. People share their voice on many different platforms to specific audiences or even the general public, often for free. While the value of the masses is indeed low, some authors, coaches, singers, and celebrities manage to get paid to voice their thoughts. Some are paid moderately, while others are paid handsomely. So just how do you get more than “pennies” for your thoughts? How do you become someone others want to hear?

Back to that in a minute. Why am I talking about this anyway? Well, Day Three Blogging 101, “A Penny for Your Thoughts,” asks bloggers to, “write the post that was on your mind when you decided to start a blog.” There was no one post—just as there is often never only one thought—on mind when I began this blog. My goal for this blog is to create a habit of writing, to self explore, to inspire and drive myself, to find a focus (or foci) for my writing, to creatively express myself, and maybe to inspire others to do the same. Ultimately I know finding a focus or two for my writing will enable me to set a platform to launch myself into a position to be one of the prized few, paid to share what they love.

Ah, now that you know why I’m asking those question, let me answer them. To become someone others want to hear, you must start by offering your thoughts for free. To be paid for a skill, you must demonstrate your mastery of that skill. You must become an expert in a field they find interesting. So I am writing here today to begin honing my thought sharing skills. I am investing time in myself, in my education, and in the mastery of teaching. I am paying myself forward by investing today’s time and thoughts for a future reward.

What that reward will be only time can tell. Perhaps it will only be enough money to pay for my internet. Then again, it may become a full time income allowing me the freedom to use my time as I see fit. I guess that all depends on me now. A girl can, and must, dream big.

What Is in a Name?

Day Two of Blogging 101: Zero to Hero, and my assignment is: “Edit your title and tagline”. This seems simple enough. Heck, this is not even a writing assignment. This will take no time.

Tick. Tock. Oh Gosh, where did the last hour…er two go?! If only things were always as simple as they seem. It is just a name. Truly anything will do. A name is after all what you make it, right? Yes, of course, but having a good name is nice. Other people have found great names, names that just scream, “Awesome!”. I want one of those names. So what sums me up?

Summing up a person, getting their essence, in a few words is terribly difficult. Especially when that person is me.

“In My Life,” was my first thought when  I was setting up my blog. My dear and late friend Jonette requested I use several Beetles song titles for different sections of a website my husband and I built for her years ago. This was one song she choose.  After much debating and brainstorming, I decided I should stick with my first idea. I had just settled on using, “In My Life I Love It All”, simply changing a line of the song to an active voice instead of a passive one. Since I am writing about all facets of my life, which includes a wide variety of things I love, it seemed like a nice fit. Maybe it is not the most original or personal title, but it was good enough. Perhaps I will use it for something someday.

Then in comes one of the loves of my life, my 21 month old Irish Wolfhound Ember. She joins me on the couch and lays in one of her favorite spots, with her head over my feet. I smile contently, like I always do when I look down at my loving companion. For me, there are few things as comforting as having a hound at my feet. Ah, that is it—inspiration at its best. Most of my writing, as most of my days, will be spent with a hound at my feet. Yes, this sums me up nicely.