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PHOTO CREDIT: http://livingalimitlesslife.wordpress.com/2011/11/29/its-over/

Dear John,

Or as your friends know you: “Target”,

It’s over. We’re through. I cannot do this anymore. It’s time we go our separate ways. We are breaking up.

Don’t tell me  you are surprised. You had to have seen this coming. Over the 14 or so years we were together, you continued to get bigger and more influential. I relied on you.

You, Target, were my happy place. If I had a bad day at work, I knew I could visit and wander your halls and somehow, you would lead me to that certain something that made me feel better. I don’t know if it was your bright lights or the clear hallways or the bright red symbol, but you comforted me when I needed you.

Remember when I was in graduate school? I would visit you for a highlighter, and come out with $150 of stuff I *had* to have. You did that for me. You were there for me. You comforted me.

But then? Gradually, you started to change. It was just the small things at first. Your parking lot was full. Or the size I needed was not available. Or the items offered in my size were dated and unstylish. I ignored the fact that you stuffed “my” section in, between maternity and the fitting rooms, all the way in the back as if you were ashamed of how I looked. As if I were to be hidden away.

Then it was bigger things – you decided to contribute to political campaigns that went against everything I believed in. I *still* defended you. Everyone is entitled to their own beliefs, right? I didn’t like it, but you were still my happy place.

But this weekend? This weekend was the last straw. The camel’s back is broken. This weekend convinced me that I need to make a clean break with you.

I can accept that you want to remodel. I can! I encourage it, in fact. Brighter lights! YES! Shinier stuff! ABSOLUTELY!

And then I walked in.

Your shelves are now lined with higher priced items. Items that, in my opinion, don’t warrant the higher price tag given the fact that you are *Target*.

You have made “my” section even smaller – the 4 racks and wall display of unattractive options has now been reduced to 1 rack in amongst the Maternity section and Boys section. I can take the hint. I am not welcome there.

You have put the Pet section up front, in the Frozen Food section. You heard me. Frozen Food.

You have put *some* of your Health and Beauty items in a random display between Girls and Greeting Cards. The rest are over near paper towels.

Your aisles are now wide enough for a single cart. There is no wiggle room. Another person in the aisle? No problem, as long as they back out of the aisle. Perhaps that is your way of giving people some privacy; that “alone time” that some people need.

At the checkout, your clerk was complaining about computers. I might even say whining about them. But she rang up my items and then…..

The computer froze. The clerk’s response? “I wish this was mine so I could take a hammer to it!” Followed by “WHY ME!?!?” No sign of “I’m sorry for the delay. Let me get the manager.” The manager wandered over at the sound of the whining and said she had to reboot and it would take a while so I had to go to another register. No sign of “I apologize for the inconvenience. Let me help you move your purchases.” It was just “You should go to that one. She’s not doing anything.”

So, my friend. You are no longer my happy place. You are dead to me. I will find my items elsewhere. You aren’t the only big box store on the block. I will no longer go in for a birthday card and come out with a cart full of stuff.

It’s not just that you let me down. It’s that you let me down, and had your people brush me aside like “I” was the problem. I deserve to be treated better. I deserve respect.

As I said before. It’s not me. It’s you. It was fun while it lasted, but it’s over.

Regards,

MaM

 

PHOTO CREDIT: http://livingalimitlesslife.wordpress.com/2011/11/29/its-over/


I have arthritis in my neck and spine. I’m sure I’ve mentioned that.

Part of what my physical therapist recommended was a smaller purse. One that wouldn’t put a lot of pressure on my shoulder, or cause me to walk with one shoulder higher than the other trying to keep it on my shoulder.

*blink blink*

I’m sorry. What?

I love nothing more than a big bag. Huge. I love knowing that I can carry anything I need and it’s always handy. How do I go from that to something smaller? How can I carry a book with me always??

After much wailing and gnashing of teeth, I decided to go see what else I could find.

Le sigh.

In the meantime, I was using one of those big clutch/wallet things. I didn’t love it, but stopping the pain became more important.

I was shopping in January in my neighboring tax-free state (and of course I kept records of anything I bought, for IRS purposes….). I went into this little boutique that had shiny things in the window. I am a kitten around shiny things.

In this shop, I found the most exquisite little vintage clutch. It was black, and satin, and boxy, and sparkly. I carried it around with me while I looked. I opened it and petted it a little. (Don’t judge!)

But, in the end, the exquisite little clutch went back onto the display. I could not (and believe me, I tried) justify spending $217 on a little clutch. Even a tax-free one.

So I went to Etsy.com. There must be something yummy there, right?

My first stop was at ME2Designs.

http://www.etsy.com/shop/ME2Designs?ref=seller_info
Pretty, right?

It’s gold, missing some beads, heavy and allegedly from 1950’s Japan. I just know that I feel very girly with it.

 
Then I went to PoppyPunch, and I found this:

 

http://www.etsy.com/shop/PoppyPunch?ref=seller_info
It’s even prettier in person!

This shop is in Thailand. They packaged everything beautifully, shipped it right away, and even with a delay in customs, I got it quickly. There were a bunch of others I wanted to get, but I’m trying to not be greedy.

 
And the best part? Both of these together cost me less than $40. Win!
 
So, there you have my latest addiction. Cute clutch purses that allow me to carry next to nothing, but also don’t aggravate my spine.
 
(There are a few more, but they aren’t as fun.)
 
No, I didn’t get paid or asked to post this or link to the shops. I liked both of these sellers a great deal and wanted to share them with you. That’s all.

This has been a week and a half in 4 days. So to end the week, I’m going to fluff. I heard about fluffing from here who heard it here.

Clearly, the survey is written by a young person. But, this is a way to chill and be silly.

Without further ado:

Do you have a crush right now?

A Orange Crush? No. I do like Orange Crush, though, even though it’s so sweet, it makes me need to spit. Which is hella attractive. So no wonder there isn’t a person I’m crushing on.

What is your favorite color?

My favorite color what? M&Ms – green. Hair color – red. Sky – blue. You really need to be more specific in your queries.

What about your favorite animal?

What about it? My cats are pretty freakin’ awesome. I love puppies. Flamingos are slamming. OOO! I know! Fainting goats.

Choose one … 😉 =) >:D :-{D

Um. No.

Did you ever have an F on your report card?

Would I be alive today if I had? I’m going with NO.

What about straight A’s

Often. I’m really quite brilliant. Or nerdy. Maybe that.

If you could go back in time and change one thing that you did, what would it be?

I don’t know that I would. Everything that happened made me who I am. I might change that I didn’t stand up to those bitchy mean girls. That was f*cked up.

Do you enjoy singing?

I do. You should hear me in the car. The acoustics are FANTASTIC!

If so, has anyone ever told you that you can sing well?

I tell myself that all the time.

Again…Choose one… , * , @(^_^)@

Um. Again. No.

Are you listening to music right now?

Yep.

If so, what song are you listening to?

Who knows. Everything sounds the same these days.

If not, what song do you WANT to be listening to?

Relentless, by Audry Sessions.

What is your favorite subject in school?

Um. I don’t go to school. School is wack. Not really. I liked English. And math. Latin was fun.

What is the month of your birthday?

May.

Do you like country music?

Sometimes. I think I like the earlier stuff though.

What about rock?

Rock is always good to liven things up.

….rap?

Not so much. I like Luda in some other people’s songs.

If you had to eat one fruit for a month straight…what would it be? oranges, bananas, grapes, apples, or kiwi? (or other)

Any! Except bananas. Bananas have a very short window of opportunity for perfect ripeness. Otherwise, I’d pick any.

Do you like roses or tulips better?

Of those? Roses. White roses. But Gerber daisies make me smile. And lilies. Gorgeous.

QUICK THINK OF A NAME!!!

Gwen

Was the name that you just thought of a member of your family?

Nope. I don’t know anyone named Gwen.

What about a close friend?

No.

Ok…what about your crush?

No.

Do you watch SpongeBob?

What exactly is SpongeBob?

What is the name of your best friend?

Growing up it was Julie. Then Cheryl. Then a different Julie. But Cheryl and Julie II both f*cked me over. So now, my closest friend is Kim. But I hang most with my brother. But not in a creepy way.

Do you like fish or chicken more?

I like fish if it’s done right.

Are you a vegatarian?

Not anymore.

What about your steak…Rare, Medium, or Well done (for me … well done :P)

Medium Rare. YUM!

Did you like this random survey?

No. This was long and sort of boring.

Last thing…..Pick a # out of these… 1,2,4,7,14

14

Hmmm. Ok. Maybe this wasn’t a good one to start with.

Don’t stop reading this blog based on this fluff.


One thing I’ve never had is a charm bracelet. I find them fascinating. Each piece telling a story about the person – where they’ve been, who they’ve loved.

When my niece was born, I started a charm bracelet for her. For the first 10 years, I kept it to myself. I tried to find charms reflective of what she was into that particular year. On her 10th birthday, I gave it to her. And now every year I send her another charm. Honestly, I don’t even know if she still has it. I’d like to think she does and that she appreciates it.

The past few years have sucked been less than optimal, I think, for many people. So last year, I decided I needed a reminder of good things – affirmations, if you will.

I decided to make myself a charm bracelet.

However, there are some drawbacks with charm bracelets. They can be very jingly, which some people at the Gas ‘n Sip would find annoying. (I know I shouldn’t care about that, but there you go.) Also, by being jingly, they can prompt questions from random people; people who don’t need to know what’s going on in my life. People who don’t care, really, about what I’m trying to say with my charms.

So instead, I bought myself a 24″ sterling silver necklace. It’s long enough that it hangs near my heart, and it stays tucked into my shirt, so no one else needs to know it’s there. Also? No jingle. Ergo? No questions. Now if I’m playing with it or someone sees it, and they ask questions, I can tuck it back in, out of sight. Or I can answer questions if I choose.

Why am I telling you this now? Excellent question. I’m telling you now because I am using this now, not so much as a chain of affirmations, but more of a reminder of the journey. Does that make sense?  It’s much less a tangible life raft, and more of a comfortable friend. I don’t need it to be a secret anymore.

So. Do you want to see it?

 

Fabulous, right? Now, would you like to know what they are?

Okay. Since you’ve asked nicely. And really, more that despite WEEKS or MONTHS of no activity, you still keep coming back. (What is wrong with you? *snort*)

I’ll start from the right, because they have been around the longest.

(OMGoat. Why am I nervous??)

The Beginning

The first 3 disks go together. They say Fear, Less, Ness.  Sometime ago I wrote a post that I wanted to get that in a tattoo. But who knows what I called it. I looked for the link but can’t find it. I bought the disks from someone on Etsy. I would totally post links to the store (well, stores really, because a few of these are from Etsy) but again. My organization leaves a lot to be desired.

Anyhoo. Fearlessness is a term I love. And aspire too. I found it on Mariska Hargitay’s Joyful Heart site. She sells one there that is gorgeous (and you can see her wearing it every week on her show) but last time I looked it was $450. Love the sentiment. Don’t love the price.

The next is a heart. It’s to remind me to keep my heart open.

You can’t really see the little clear crystal thing I have. It’s my faux diamond. Because I deserve diamonds.

And the last in this grouping is for courage. Similar to fearlessness. But it’s a reminder to step out of my comfort zone more often. I tend to limit my risks. About this time last year, I broke my comfort zone by signing up for a triathlon.

Next group:

The Year Continues

From right to left: “Follow Your Bliss”, a faux topaz, “I Am Enough” and a little prayer box.

Follow your bliss is something I got at Etsy also. We all need to do this. Listen to your heart. It knows what is right. Also, don’t get trapped in doing what other people want you to do, what will make them happy. Follow your own path.

The topaz is my mother’s birthstone. I have written about her a lot. She is my hero.

I am enough. How many of you can say that, on a regular basis, with conviction? I got this from Tracey Clark’s wonderful blog. There hasn’t been an updated post there in a while, but the message is still true. Have you had your breakthrough moment yet? That moment where you have the epiphany that yes, you are enough?

The last one in this group is a little prayer box. It opens up, so you can put a prayer/wish/plea out to the universe. Once it is out there, the universe begins to conspire to make it happen. I change out my little slips of paper about once a month.

And finally:

Last, but not least. And I'm not done yet.

 This group shows a little disco ball, a butterfly, a breast cancer ribbon (with a little rubber ring) and an owl.

The disco ball is just a reminder to have fun. Dance when I feel like it. Listen to music that makes me happy.

I think the butterfly is pretty self-explanatory. I know that I am working towards becoming something more beautiful than what I started with. And I don’t mean just physically. I know I am becoming a nicer person. I can feel it. The outward appearance is just window dressing.

The breast cancer ribbon? I gave that to myself after I completed the triathlon. It wasn’t pretty, but that wasn’t my goal. I finished – and was seen in public in a wetsuit – and I am still pretty damn proud of that. The little rubber ring came with the ribbon. I like to think of that as the life-saving ring that I might have needed during the swim portion. 8^D

And finally, the owl. Debra got me started with the owls. (Turns out, owls are the new *it* girl). Everyone loves owls now. But for me? Debra reminded me that I am wise, and that inside me is the wisdom I need to succeed. Plus? It’s sparkly.

So that’s my charm necklace. I didn’t buy all the charms at once. I buy a new one when I see something that strikes me. I don’t think the owl will be the last one either. Just as I’m not done improving, my necklace needs to reflect that.  The first charms – Fear, Less, Ness – are looking pretty beat up and worse for wear. But they’ve been with me the longest. The owl? Still pretty new.

There is your glimpse into my life. I don’t let it show often. But Courage, right? If I don’t show it, I won’t have new experiences. And that’s what life is for.


From the junior high school gym in the middle of nowhere, I present “What I Love About Me”

I love that I do nice things for people. I hold open doors, pull out chairs, get things off of shelves, and lift heavy things for people. Even random strangers. I will remember that you mentioned that you really like “The Giving Tree” and buy it for you. I will do research to find the best deal on a purchase for you.

Even more, I love that I am raising my kids to be the same way. We need more nice people in the world.


Hi.  I’m Texas Emerald.  Or ~moo~, depending on how well you know me.  Perhaps we’ve met?

At any rate, my sweet friend, MagandMoo, is making a change in her life.  I am so very proud of her.  And a little jealous.

So, I promised her that I would help.  I am cheering for her as loud as I can from 2,000 miles away.

I told MagandMoo that I would do 30 days of truth with her.  The silly girl suggested that we start tomorrow…oh no ma’am.  We’re not getting back in that wagon.

While she’s hyperventilating in a paperbag in the corner, here is my post for the day.

“Something you hate about yourself”

I am an epic procrastinator.  I’m in college.  I will graduate as soon as I finish 1 class and a Capstone project.  1 class people!  So, I watch Criminal Minds instead.

I’m overweight.  Not elephant sized, but more than portly.  I want to make a significant change to my weight before I turn 35.  In 9 months.  So, I…um…do nothing.  Oh, except have an after dinner Drumstick. WIN!

So, my *hate* thing, I’m freaking lazy. 

Your turn MagandMoo.


Oh, hello. Come in. Have a popsicle.

Some of my pictures:

 

bwdahlia

beachporch

 

bwdandilion

 

bwtree

 

That’s all. Have a lovely day.