Have a nice trip...see you next fall!

Harvard Health Publications
tells me that our balance tends to erode with time...that, for weekend athletes, lost equilibrium can mean more spills on the slopes or wipeouts in the surf...or, for the sedentary, it can bring a surprise encounter with the sidewalk.

Apparently, training for a half marathon (or lack thereof these days) doesn't count as a "weekend athlete" because my mishaps these days are more relative to a chance encounter with the sidewalk...ahem...car door, wall...whatever.

So, I'm on my way home the other night. Mind you, it's been raining. I park...on the slab these days. Ike did a number on our back yard and I no longer have a carport or decking of any kind...just the hard cement and muddy ground. Getting out of car...arms loaded, quick Taco Bell dinner and drink in tow. I'm making it up the steps and the past sedentary weeks take effect. My feet stumble, apparently over themselves, and as I'm reaching for the door handle...slow motion sets in. I totally miss the grab and fall down three steps flat backed in the mud :).

I didn't know whether to cry or laugh. Not sure of whether I've broken anything, except my pride...I try to get up but am stuck and laughing so hard I just sit and enjoy the moment, wishing I could've seen it happen. I finally found my phone and called Trey to come to the back door. He got a good laugh and I got some good bruises.

It's been a while since I've had a "real" fall...so much for the fake!!

lesson #1: take time to laugh at yourself every once in a while.

lesson #2: getting off your duff will help you stay on your feet.

Lessons & Laughter

So, I mentioned in the beginning wanting to make people laugh and have yet to say anything funny. So, I'll share a newlywed moment with you:

Trey and I were enjoying a nice movie the other night from the director and producer of Little Miss Sunshine:

It was a nice break from a long week of work. However, I must point out that we ate Mexican food for dinner and any of you who know me well know that my body and beans don't mix. It's a natural situation...I'm sure you will agree but may not admit to it yourself. In any case, I'm holding in a lot of opportunities to put my stomach at ease for the sake of my husband, mind you...he does not return the favor to me and will take any chance to try and "sneak one in" like before he gets in the car or by the kitchen sink when I'm in the living room, knowing full well that it will follow him wherever he goes.

I'm trying to still be that girly gal of his and not get all sloppy now that we're married :), but I'm not sure how long I can hold up! What's great about this story is now my total disregard for the sanctity of mystery in a relationship, and how nature couldn't have come to fruition at a more perfect time...

So, we're on the couch and I'm messing with my earring or hair or something to that effect and Trey states, "You're making a lot of noise over there." To which I respond, with the likes of Babe Ruth calling the outfield, "Oh, I'm about to make some noise!" And as if the heavens themselves were opened, I let out the loudest, longest flatulence to which I had not even witnessed myself in my lifetime.

I have never been so proud yet so appalled by the offspring of my dinner. When I saw the surprise and disgust on my husband's face I knew I had made a horrible yet incredibly entertaining mistake. The mystery was gone and so was the love...for the moment. I honestly thought he would never want to come close to me again. I was laughing so hard because deep down I knew he wanted to pretend that he was nauseated but was obviously thoroughly amused at the whole situation.

Nothing's a secret in marriage...we share everything these days. :)

Now, onto the lesson of the day:

When someone wants my opinion, they'll ask for it. Other than that, listening is a pretty good option these days. God loves to show me lessons in illustrations and I thought this was a great one...

"Unsolicited advice is like using a sprinkler in the rain."

- Angie Taylor, on realizing that she's not always right.

pay no attention to the green curtain

I will still be writing but patiently waiting for Fabulous K to make me a fabulous design that is cutesy and easy on the eyes. ...just so you know :) (that's for any of you Everybody Loves Raymond fans out there).

I love how I'm writing to no one right now but still acting like someone is reading this. I don't really know the unwritten rules of blogging but I feel like I'm about to break one. Is it wrong to post twice in one day? Warm it up Kris...I'm about to!

Hello, my name is...not Elle

But wouldn't this blog title be perfect for someone who was?!

I like to mix it up...keep people on their toes :). My name is really Angie, but I do love to laugh and more importantly, make other people laugh. Not really the "center of attention" type of person but more like the "accomodater" or "comforter". I'm the icebreaker or tension easer. Totally ok with awkward silence and find it interesting to see how other people handle it. Truth is...most people don't. Funny how we feel the need to always be doing something and "filling the silence".

Let's try this...lesson of the day:

less talking, more listening.

less planning for the future, more appreciating the present.

less worrying, more assurance in our Creator.

less judging others, more judging ourselves.

less gossip, more building up of the brethren.

less me, more You.

God gives me insight everyday, when I'm seeking Him. This will be a blog to inspire...a time to think, a time to laugh, a time to glorify our God.