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Monday, November 12
CHECK THIS OUT!!
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Enjoy, Lynda
http://fitnessmomwinecountry.com/?page_id=859
Click on this link to see all the details....this is very special and cool gift
Enjoy, Lynda
Tuesday, November 6
ELECTION NIGHT.....
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Lynda
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PLEASE GO TO MY NEW SITE TO KEEP UP WITH MY BLOG POSTINGS, REVIEWS, GIVEAWAYS, FOOD AND FITNESS....
Lynda
Sunday, November 4
NEW WEBSITE ADDRESS!!!!
Hello fans and followers...BIG NEWS!! There is a new address for the blog.....
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Saturday, November 3
Whew! Where do I even begin? Okay, so let me break this down for you. This is the NEW HOME of Fitnessmomwinecountry. I have been working on learning WordPress for weeks. There have been tears, hot flashes, glasses of wine, long hot baths, a lot of coffee, green tea, long walks even chocolate. But here it is, Finally!
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I will keep this one up, but all my work will be on the new site...so make sure to sign up and follow in order to see all new content and some new additions....
TO READ MORE...PLEASE GO TO MY NEW SITE www.fitnessmomwinecountry.com
I will keep this one up, but all my work will be on the new site...so make sure to sign up and follow in order to see all new content and some new additions....
Wednesday, October 31
It's Halloween...Day of the Dread (Is it over yet)
Okay I know Halloween is here...Yay woo hoo, oh joy. Now before I offend any of you lovers of creatures, ghouls, ghosts, witches, zombies, cauldrons, spiderwebs, slimy creepy stuff and all the other super great cool gadgets you "Halloweener's" like, let me make myself clear. This is just me and my desire to wish we could pass this day up every year.
Sure when I was a kid (elementary school age) Halloween was great. In fact my step-mother was a kindergarten teacher and we always had cool, homemade and creative costumes. She would decorate the house with the greatest props, including sounds or creepy music and even smoke coming from where ever, all while dressing in costume herself. Oh and trick-or-treating, well that was the best. Only back in the day, I remember getting apples or oranges from some houses. You know, when it was safe to do that, before people started injecting something into them or adding a razor blade or worse.
But now, well now I honestly could care less about this day. I am not sure if it comes from just not being interested in doing all that work, or the lack of creativity from me. Or the fact that our middle son hates this day and wants nothing to do with this. He does not want to see commercials, does not want to see people in costumes, does not want to trick-or-treat, nothing. In fact, he won't go into a store during Halloween season. I don't know, a combo of all maybe?
I do know that Halloween does have a "must do" in this family household and that is to every year watch The Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown. In fact, since I can't stand to sit and watch it on the t.v. with all the commercials, I had taken it upon myself to purchase the DVD version years ago, this way we don't happen to miss it and we can watch minus the annoying commercials.
Now Faith, she is something special. She LOVES Halloween and God Bless her, she is very patient with us and has compromised well. We get the pumpkins for the front porch, minus all decorations and we do pass out candy. She picks her costume every year and wears it all day to school and out for the night door to door candy collecting. She waits patiently each year (if on a week night) for daddy to get home from work and before he can get both feet in the door, she is heading towards him with that year's bag of choice (to help her in getting as much candy possible) in her hand.
So Faith is off in school, having the time of her life today and I am here with Noah. (Remember he hates this day)? Well it also makes him physically sick being around all the school activities. I whipped up my pumpkin smoothie for breakfast and am cozied up on this chilly day, just waiting for 8:00 to come around. Yes, that is the time I will be shutting everything down, lights out and candy gone. School is tomorrow and children don't need to be out late anyway.
I can already see myself now, the grumpy old woman who chases everyone away with her broom.....oh wait, wouldn't that make me a witch?
Pumpkin Smoothie
Canned pumpkin
Cinnamon
Plain Greek Yogurt
Banana
Ice
(ground flax seed) optional
Add to blender and done
So happy Halloween to all you out there...enjoy, have fun and be safe
Lynda
Tuesday, October 23
Do You Hear That? Exactly....
Nothing makes more sense to me than being a mom and a wife. My dreams were to be working in the corporate field from a high rise office building and living the life of travel, and meetings, and the fast pace of coming and going after graduating from Business College. I never imagined I would be the stay home mom, the PTO officer, the school volunteer, the fundraiser, the car pool shuttle, the taxi service for my kids and their friends. But apparently the good Lord had other plans for me.
He must have known me better than myself, because I get panic attacks in big crowds, I hate to fly, I am a germ-a-phobic, so riding in taxi's would not work, I get dizzy from high heights and afraid, and I have actually stopped people from entering the elevator while in them when I think we are too full and too crowded. So I guess the corporate world was not my calling.
The segway into this is because every morning I wake with routine (as all of you) I am the first one up, always a good half hour before the rest of the house. Wait, I must be corrected, the cat is the first one up and he is on a routine. EVERY morning at about 4:30 - 5ish no kidding that "meow" comes from the stairway. I hear it. Of course I do, because once we become moms we hear every sound from the moment we give birth and never fully sleep again until the kids are grown and gone. Even then, there are sleepless night. But that is another story, beings that we have a 21 year old. Back to the cat.....
I turn over and convince myself he will stop and be quiet as I sternly tell him to from our bedroom, only realizing that he is not the dog and well we all know that cats pretty much have minds of their own. So I let him out with food in hand, hurrying back to the bed knowing I have another hour and a half to get some shutty.
Then life happens, and no matter what routine we are on daily, it only takes a small bump to start the ball falling. So the coffee is started, the news is on and I am checking emails, and doing my daily "Good Morning" to the Fitnessmomwinecountry family and my challenge groups. Those 30 mins of me time go quickly, as I hear the first alarm in one of the kid's rooms, then the second. I can normally tell what mood they will be in once downstairs by the sounding of the alarm clocks. This is from months of study.
Why, how? Easy, when the alarms go off quickly and I hear Noah head to the bathroom for his shower, I know we are in for a "happy" morning. Faith will come down the stairs with the dog in her arms to let him out. An "un-happy" morning, the alarms start of with the beep, beep, but they will keep going, then faster, and faster. I stand in the kitchen right below the bedrooms and take the biggest, deepest sigh and breath I can. It's going to be "go time". Noah finally hits the alarm and the normal walk to the shower turns to the loud chug from above. I can just see the grumpies on him and I am not even up there. Faith, she heads down the stairs minus the dog with the dark circles under her eyes that she has inherited from me (poor girl) and just plops herself into the chair at the kitchen table.
Anyway, what seems to be a very long morning is only about an hour or less even. The breakfast is made, because I am determined to feed my kids a breakfast EVERY morning and lunches are packed, no school bought lunches for them. Things run rather smoothly I must say because keeping a routine every morning has its positives. The backpacks are always packed with the homework done and put away in place (however both kids are determined to re-check each morning just to make sure) and these are placed by the kitchen basket every night. This makes it easy to put the lunches into and go out the door, the shoes are right by the door inside the garage on the shelves so easy to grab and put on.
Basically, our mornings are like running a business. So maybe I am living my own "corporate" world right in my house. I am the CEO, along with my partner the hubby. I have my fast pace at times, but am able to control the down-time and up-swing. Okay so I am not dressing in office attire or hoping on planes to travel to new cities or business meetings. But those fund-raisers I used to do were my meetings, the PTO was my board room. Now my home is my office, my attire is workout clothing (with jeans day optional). I call my own hours, I don't ride in taxi's but I drive a Suburban and feel like one when it is full of kids. I do travel to far away places when doing school projects with the kids while studying about somewhere far off. Or take the family holiday somewhere fun.
I send my loyal staff (only they are my kids and hubby) off into the world each and every day to learn new things, to work well with others, and to come back to me at the end of the day to "report" their updates and new findings.
That is when I hear it. Exactly, I hear nothing....nothing at all. Just the quiet of the house. Sometimes the sounds of birds outside or the hum of the dishwasher running or the refrigerator/freezer making new ice. The sound of the sprinklers outdoors when watering the lawn. But it is pure silence. It is at that moment EVERY day that I am so grateful and thankful to God and our own family unit that I could never ever imagine NOT being a mom and wife. This is my "corporate" world, and it will continue to flourish and grow and become successful.
God Bless
Lynda xoxoxo
He must have known me better than myself, because I get panic attacks in big crowds, I hate to fly, I am a germ-a-phobic, so riding in taxi's would not work, I get dizzy from high heights and afraid, and I have actually stopped people from entering the elevator while in them when I think we are too full and too crowded. So I guess the corporate world was not my calling.
The segway into this is because every morning I wake with routine (as all of you) I am the first one up, always a good half hour before the rest of the house. Wait, I must be corrected, the cat is the first one up and he is on a routine. EVERY morning at about 4:30 - 5ish no kidding that "meow" comes from the stairway. I hear it. Of course I do, because once we become moms we hear every sound from the moment we give birth and never fully sleep again until the kids are grown and gone. Even then, there are sleepless night. But that is another story, beings that we have a 21 year old. Back to the cat.....
I turn over and convince myself he will stop and be quiet as I sternly tell him to from our bedroom, only realizing that he is not the dog and well we all know that cats pretty much have minds of their own. So I let him out with food in hand, hurrying back to the bed knowing I have another hour and a half to get some shutty.
Then life happens, and no matter what routine we are on daily, it only takes a small bump to start the ball falling. So the coffee is started, the news is on and I am checking emails, and doing my daily "Good Morning" to the Fitnessmomwinecountry family and my challenge groups. Those 30 mins of me time go quickly, as I hear the first alarm in one of the kid's rooms, then the second. I can normally tell what mood they will be in once downstairs by the sounding of the alarm clocks. This is from months of study.
Why, how? Easy, when the alarms go off quickly and I hear Noah head to the bathroom for his shower, I know we are in for a "happy" morning. Faith will come down the stairs with the dog in her arms to let him out. An "un-happy" morning, the alarms start of with the beep, beep, but they will keep going, then faster, and faster. I stand in the kitchen right below the bedrooms and take the biggest, deepest sigh and breath I can. It's going to be "go time". Noah finally hits the alarm and the normal walk to the shower turns to the loud chug from above. I can just see the grumpies on him and I am not even up there. Faith, she heads down the stairs minus the dog with the dark circles under her eyes that she has inherited from me (poor girl) and just plops herself into the chair at the kitchen table.
Anyway, what seems to be a very long morning is only about an hour or less even. The breakfast is made, because I am determined to feed my kids a breakfast EVERY morning and lunches are packed, no school bought lunches for them. Things run rather smoothly I must say because keeping a routine every morning has its positives. The backpacks are always packed with the homework done and put away in place (however both kids are determined to re-check each morning just to make sure) and these are placed by the kitchen basket every night. This makes it easy to put the lunches into and go out the door, the shoes are right by the door inside the garage on the shelves so easy to grab and put on.
Basically, our mornings are like running a business. So maybe I am living my own "corporate" world right in my house. I am the CEO, along with my partner the hubby. I have my fast pace at times, but am able to control the down-time and up-swing. Okay so I am not dressing in office attire or hoping on planes to travel to new cities or business meetings. But those fund-raisers I used to do were my meetings, the PTO was my board room. Now my home is my office, my attire is workout clothing (with jeans day optional). I call my own hours, I don't ride in taxi's but I drive a Suburban and feel like one when it is full of kids. I do travel to far away places when doing school projects with the kids while studying about somewhere far off. Or take the family holiday somewhere fun.
I send my loyal staff (only they are my kids and hubby) off into the world each and every day to learn new things, to work well with others, and to come back to me at the end of the day to "report" their updates and new findings.
That is when I hear it. Exactly, I hear nothing....nothing at all. Just the quiet of the house. Sometimes the sounds of birds outside or the hum of the dishwasher running or the refrigerator/freezer making new ice. The sound of the sprinklers outdoors when watering the lawn. But it is pure silence. It is at that moment EVERY day that I am so grateful and thankful to God and our own family unit that I could never ever imagine NOT being a mom and wife. This is my "corporate" world, and it will continue to flourish and grow and become successful.
God Bless
Lynda xoxoxo
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