April was Autism Awareness Month which is very near and dear to my
heart, our son has Autism...so spreading awareness is very important to
me. Although April is over doesn't mean spreading Autism Awareness
stops! For a parent who has a child with Autism, we ALWAYS spread
awareness and educate others any chance we get.
Now May is upon us and that brings National Mental Health Awareness Month which is also very important to me. I think the only thing harder than having a child with Autism is me
having Bipolar Disorder. I honestly wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy. I
would however love it if some could live a day or two, maybe a week in
our (those like me) shoes and see how hard it is living with a mental
illness. Especially those who keep the stigma going. I've been told by
some of those closest to me to get over it, that I'm crazy, that it's all
in my head and I haven't had the best support system. Having a mental
illness and very little support makes things extremely difficult, but I
keep on keepin' on and thank God for those who do have my back.
I
can remember being a child and getting so angry, screaming, throwing
things and well....raging. Not understanding why I acted that way.
Wishing I could make it stop, but didn't know how. It was hard then and
it's hard now to explain something that's going on in my head that I
don't even understand myself. Having a mental illness is very isolating,
lonely, confusing, hard, tiresome, frustrating, worrisome, dark and
depressing.
I never know what the day will hold when I wake up.
Yeah, I know...even someone without a mental illness doesn't know what
the day holds. But, it's a bit different for me. Will I be manic and
giggling about every thing and feeling like I'm on top of the world?
Will I be full of nearly impossible ideas, bouncing from one room to
another? Will I wake up and cry about every little thing and confuse
those around me as to why I'm even crying? Leave myself confused as to
why I'm crying? Crying and praying that God will just make it stop.
It's hard. Plain and simple.
Growing up I always battled
depression due to the death of my father and other circumstances, along
with anxiety. But it wasn't until 2008 that I was diagnosed with Bipolar
Disorder. The diagnosis honestly wasn't a surprise to me, I had
suspected for quite some time. At first I was afraid to tell people
because I didn't want to be labeled, you know...as crazy. I finally came to the realization
that people would judge you and label you regardless, so you might as
well be honest about your illness. And who knows....me sharing may help someone else, help them realize they aren't alone. If I've helped or brought comfort to even just one person out there, all the suffering I have felt and will continue to feel throughout my years is worth it. I wanted to show my support and show
that I wasn't ashamed of having a mental illness.
The green ribbon stands for Mental Health Awareness. So anytime someone
says, "what's the green ribbon mean?" I have the opportunity to educate
them on mental health.
I think for most of us who have been diagnosed, we face the challenge of
being labeled. We do not like being referred to as crazy, insane or
psycho. While there are some who refuse to take medication or suddenly
stop taking their medication, not all of us are like that (and yes, there are some cases that can get by without meds). A lot of us
want help, we want to be understood and we want to be accepted for who
we are. Bipolar Disorder doesn't define us but it is a part of who we
are. It's an illness just like any other illness, although some don't
acknowledge it's an illness. Unfortunately, there are some who don't believe in it. Those people make it harder for us, but I try to ignore them. I've found that people are scared of what they don't know about. So again, I help educate others. There is a lot that doctors do not know
about Bipolar Disorder, most do believe it is genetic. I feel
comfortable in speaking for everyone who has any type of mental illness,
we just want to break the stigma. We must help educate others on mental
illnesses just like we educate others on Autism, Cancer etc...
And please, stop saying things like "I'm having a Bipolar day," I can assure you, that's not a day you want to have. If you wouldn't walk around saying "Man....I'm having a Cancer day" or "man, I feel so Autistic today", then you certainly shouldn't walk around saying you're having a Bipolar day. Period. People like that and comments like that keep the stigma going. The stigma people like me are trying to END.
*Mental Illness affects 1 in 4 or nearly 60 million Americans every year.
*More than 10 million Americans have Bipolar Disorder. Because of it's
irregular patterns Bipolar Disorder is often hard to diagnose.
*When one parent has Bipolar Disorder, the risk that his or her child will have Bipolar Disorder is 15% to 30%
*Since doctors do not know an exact cause of Bipolar Disorder, most people will go as long as 10 years before being diagnosed.
*Hundreds of research studies have been done on the brain and the brain’s
neurochemistry, not a single one has implicated a single source or cause
of any mental disorder. In other words, it’s far more complicated than
you know.
*A common myth about people with a mental illness, that they are more
violent than the general population. False. The vast majority of people
who commit crimes do not suffer from a mental illness.
*Depression is characterized by sustained sadness and loss of interest
along with psychological, behavioral and physical symptoms. It is
ranked as the leading cause of disability worldwide.
* Stigma about mental disorders and discrimination against patients and families prevent people from seeking mental health care.
* The link between mental illness and violence are
promoted by the entertainment and news media. Look at tv shows/movies,
some characters are portrayed as having a mental illness and are
depicted as dangerous. This gives society the impression that if you
have a mental illness you are dangerous, violent and more prone to
murdering.
Here is a Mental Illness Fact Sheet
I could write for hours about myths and facts about mental illnesses.
Some advice to you all...avoid labeling people with mental illnesses.
Learn the facts about mental health and help spread the word, do some
research. Treat people with a mental illness with respect, just as you
would any other person. Do not discriminate against people with a mental
illness. We have feelings just like you.
If you know someone who has any type of mental illness, I won't lie to you, it's going to be hard. But the greatest thing you can do for someone is be there for them. We need a SUPPORT SYSTEM not to be, well...disowned. If you don't know how to be there for them, RESEARCH. Get online and find a support group. Battling a mental illness is very hard, but it's even harder when you are doing it on your own.
For more on Mental Illnesses click here. Thank you for taking the time to read this. It's very important that we educate the public on all illnesses any chance we get. So please read and share with others!
Friday, May 2, 2014
Monday, April 21, 2014
DIY Curtain Rods
So we recently just moved from Alabama back to our home state of Arkansas -- YAY! :) We're living on the base and I'm just so in love with our house, which was built sometime in the 70's. At our last base our windows were of "normal" size, the windows at our new house are bigger. Which I absolutely love because I love letting in as much natural light as I can, just brightens the place up.
However, since I've never shopped for large windows I did not realize how expensive curtain rods were. Ridiculous. Price varies depending on where you are shopping, but we saw anywhere from $40-$60. We are only wanting curtains on 3 windows, so we were looking at $120-$180. Sorry, but we just couldn't imagine paying that much. SO, we went the DIY route.
Super easy and a lot cheaper. Here's what we got (for three windows):
3- Madison Mill 1-3/8-in x 8-ft Round Poplar Dowel
6 - Garment Hooks
6 - Cabinet Knobs of your choice - Our son chose the red knobs for his room, the almond knobs we did for the dining room and our bedroom.
1 package of Hanger Bolts
Spray Paint of your choice - Optional. We chose to spray paint our dowels. Our son picked out red, though he decided he wants to wait to paint it. ;)
We had our dowels cut to the size we needed for our windows, 84". Spray painted them and let them dry overnight. The hubs used the drill to put the hanger bolts in, you'll need these to screw the knobs on. Hang garment hook of your choice above window, put your curtains on your dowel and hang. That's it! It's that easy.
So instead of paying $120-$180, we spent $77.68 (not including the paint) to make three curtain rods -- that price includes our Military discount. So without, it would be $85.18 (not including paint). Thank you deal of the day!
Our dining room curtains (haven't hung the bedroom curtains yet):
So next time you need curtain rods, check to see if it would be cheaper to go the DIY route! :)
Tuesday, April 1, 2014
April: Sexual Assault Awareness Month
April is Sexual Assault Awareness Month
I want to tell you a story about a girl who didn't have the voice to say no. This story is based on true events and the purpose of this story is to not gain sympathy, but to help raise awareness. This story is told with as much details as remembered.
When she was in high school, she like :most: teens, hit her wild streak. Her wild streak included "popping pills" and getting "plastered" as many would call it. Now, I believe that deep down there is a reason that someone chooses that kind of path. For her, it was self medicating. She had a painful past that weighed her down and getting "messed up" and "wasted" was her way of escaping.
One night she heard about a "backwoods party" going down and knew she had to go. I mean after all, that meant hanging out with friends and indulging in her favorites...booze and pills.
*Backwoods party = out in the middle of nowhere, completely surrounded by woods and partying around a large bonfire.
She doesn't remember what she drank or how much she drank. She doesn't remember what pills she took or how many she took. She just remembers being, well entirely too messed up, most of the night was just a big blur. She remembers laughing with her friends and talking about who knows what.
Now, anyone who has ever drank large amounts of anything knows that with that comes the frequent urge to pee. Ah, but remember she was in the middle of nowhere...which left her the woods to pee in. She looked around and decided to make her way over to the cars. She thought if she went in the woods right beside the cars, nobody would see her. Seems like a good plan, right?
Because she was so intoxicated, after she was done she was finding it difficult to get her pants to cooperate. Trying to get them pulled up and zipped. So there she is, trying to pull her pants up and the next thing she knows she's laying on the ground.
Her mind is so foggy and she's so messed up, she briefly thinks she fell down trying to get her pants to cooperate. Moving her head side to side, in a slow shaking of the head manner, she's thinking to herself she needs to stand up. It just wasn't that simple though. It's hard to stand up when you have the weight of another person laying on top of you.
Wait, what? Rewind. It seems while she was trying to get her pants pulled up after peeing, some guy saw that as his opportunity to make his move. A consensual move? No, no not at all.
So there she is laying in the woods, so messed up it's as if she's paralyzed. Weighed down by approximately 170 ish pounds, she can't move. She remembers hearing a slurring (he was drunk) of "ah, doesn't that feel good baby?" So out of it from that booze and those pills she loved so much, she couldn't even form words to respond back. She could hear herself saying "NO!" and "STOP! GET OFF OF ME!" in her head, but the words couldn't seem to escape her lips.
She doesn't know how long he was on top of her, having his way with her. But eventually he murmured something to her, kissed her, got up, walked away and left her laying there. She stumbled to her feet, trying again to pull her pants up. Stumbling out in front of people, when finally someone helped her pull up her pants. She didn't speak a word about what had just happened.
In fact, she never told anyone. Who would believe a drunk girl anyway? For ten years she kept it a secret, pretended it never happened. And like most events that take place in our lives, occasionally a memory will surface and we'll begin to think about it. After ten years, for whatever reason a memory did surface and it was time to face what had happened.
She blamed herself. She kept telling herself "if you weren't so messed up, you could have defended yourself or cried out for help." While dealing with the stages of grief that come from being raped, she began to come to terms with what had happened wasn't her fault. Being plastered doesn't give consent.
Why am I telling you this story? April is Sexual Assault Awareness Month. We live in a society that is teaching "DON'T GET RAPED" instead of teaching "DON'T RAPE."
It doesn't matter if you are the "messed up, plastered" girl at the party or if you are walking home from the store...RAPE can happen anywhere, at anytime. There is no justification for rape.
The following are common Rape Myths:
It's not rape if:
they're dating
there was no force/violence involved
she didn't fight it
she went home with him
she wasn't aware of what was happening
she said no but really meant yes
she's a prostitute
She wouldn't have been raped if she wasn't:
drinking alcohol/doing drugs
wearing tight/sexy clothing
leading him on
slutty/a bad girl/sleeping around
asking for it
young and attractive
in the wrong place at the wrong time
FACTS about Rape:
1 in 5 women are raped in their lifetime in the United States
1 in 71 men are raped in their lifetime in the United States (yes, men can be raped too)
Every 2 minutes, another person is sexually assaulted
60% of sexual assaults are not reported to police
Approximately 2/3 of assaults are committed by someone known to the victim.
38% of rapists are a friend or acquaintance
79.6% of female rape victims were under the age of 25 when the incident occurred
42% had been raped before the age of 18
Out of every 100 rapes:
40 Get reported to the police
10 Lead to an arrest
8 Get Prosecuted
4 Lead to a felony conviction
3 Rapists will spend even a single day in prison
The other 97 WILL WALK FREE
What is Sexual Assault?
Sexual assault is a term that refers to unwanted sexual act against or without a person’s consent. This type of assault encompasses more than violent physical incidents—sexual assault refers to any sexual, physical, verbal or visual act that forces a person against their will to join in unwanted sexual contact or attention.
What is Rape?
Rape is forced sexual intercourse, including vaginal, anal or oral penetration. Penetration may be by a body part or an object. It is defined as any completed or attempted unwanted vaginal, oral or anal penetration through the use of physical force (such as being pinned or held down, or by the use of violence) or threats to physically harm. Incidents of rape also occur when a survivor unable to consent because she or he is impaired by drugs and/or alcohol, or passed out.
Why am I sharing this story with you? This is my story. I am breaking my silence and I'm speaking out. I may have been a victim that night, but more importantly I am a SURVIVOR. Sharing my story is hard and just proof reading this to publish it gives me horrible anxiety...but I feel it's something I need to do, a part of the healing process. I also want to help raise awareness about Sexual Assault. One of my biggest fears about sharing this story is the negative comments that may come with it. Sadly, a lot of our society believes rape can be justified, for example "she wouldn't have been raped had she not been so messed up." There's no way of knowing that. Society also has this view of "she wouldn't have been raped had she not been wearing those tight and revealing clothes." The night I was raped, I was wearing blue jeans, t-shirt, a hoodie and tennis shoes. Yeah, that seems like inappropriate clothing. I hate that society thinks that way, so I'm bracing myself for those comments.
I can't go back to that night and change what happened. Would I have been raped had I not been under the influence? There's no way of knowing. But I'm not going to blame myself anymore for what happened. What happened wasn't my fault, it was his. He saw a girl who was alone and under the influence and decided to act on it.
I've been through a lot in my life. Everyone has a story and this is just a part of mine. But if me sharing my story has helped someone in some sort of way or has raised just an ounce of awareness, then sharing was worth it. Sometimes it can be very hard for us to share our pain with others because we don't want to face it or don't want to seem weak. I'll be honest, it was hard for me to share this. But like I said, I feel it's something I need to do.
I want to tell you a story about a girl who didn't have the voice to say no. This story is based on true events and the purpose of this story is to not gain sympathy, but to help raise awareness. This story is told with as much details as remembered.
When she was in high school, she like :most: teens, hit her wild streak. Her wild streak included "popping pills" and getting "plastered" as many would call it. Now, I believe that deep down there is a reason that someone chooses that kind of path. For her, it was self medicating. She had a painful past that weighed her down and getting "messed up" and "wasted" was her way of escaping.
One night she heard about a "backwoods party" going down and knew she had to go. I mean after all, that meant hanging out with friends and indulging in her favorites...booze and pills.
*Backwoods party = out in the middle of nowhere, completely surrounded by woods and partying around a large bonfire.
She doesn't remember what she drank or how much she drank. She doesn't remember what pills she took or how many she took. She just remembers being, well entirely too messed up, most of the night was just a big blur. She remembers laughing with her friends and talking about who knows what.
Now, anyone who has ever drank large amounts of anything knows that with that comes the frequent urge to pee. Ah, but remember she was in the middle of nowhere...which left her the woods to pee in. She looked around and decided to make her way over to the cars. She thought if she went in the woods right beside the cars, nobody would see her. Seems like a good plan, right?
Because she was so intoxicated, after she was done she was finding it difficult to get her pants to cooperate. Trying to get them pulled up and zipped. So there she is, trying to pull her pants up and the next thing she knows she's laying on the ground.
Her mind is so foggy and she's so messed up, she briefly thinks she fell down trying to get her pants to cooperate. Moving her head side to side, in a slow shaking of the head manner, she's thinking to herself she needs to stand up. It just wasn't that simple though. It's hard to stand up when you have the weight of another person laying on top of you.
Wait, what? Rewind. It seems while she was trying to get her pants pulled up after peeing, some guy saw that as his opportunity to make his move. A consensual move? No, no not at all.
So there she is laying in the woods, so messed up it's as if she's paralyzed. Weighed down by approximately 170 ish pounds, she can't move. She remembers hearing a slurring (he was drunk) of "ah, doesn't that feel good baby?" So out of it from that booze and those pills she loved so much, she couldn't even form words to respond back. She could hear herself saying "NO!" and "STOP! GET OFF OF ME!" in her head, but the words couldn't seem to escape her lips.
She doesn't know how long he was on top of her, having his way with her. But eventually he murmured something to her, kissed her, got up, walked away and left her laying there. She stumbled to her feet, trying again to pull her pants up. Stumbling out in front of people, when finally someone helped her pull up her pants. She didn't speak a word about what had just happened.
In fact, she never told anyone. Who would believe a drunk girl anyway? For ten years she kept it a secret, pretended it never happened. And like most events that take place in our lives, occasionally a memory will surface and we'll begin to think about it. After ten years, for whatever reason a memory did surface and it was time to face what had happened.
She blamed herself. She kept telling herself "if you weren't so messed up, you could have defended yourself or cried out for help." While dealing with the stages of grief that come from being raped, she began to come to terms with what had happened wasn't her fault. Being plastered doesn't give consent.
Why am I telling you this story? April is Sexual Assault Awareness Month. We live in a society that is teaching "DON'T GET RAPED" instead of teaching "DON'T RAPE."
It doesn't matter if you are the "messed up, plastered" girl at the party or if you are walking home from the store...RAPE can happen anywhere, at anytime. There is no justification for rape.
The following are common Rape Myths:
It's not rape if:
they're dating
there was no force/violence involved
she didn't fight it
she went home with him
she wasn't aware of what was happening
she said no but really meant yes
she's a prostitute
She wouldn't have been raped if she wasn't:
drinking alcohol/doing drugs
wearing tight/sexy clothing
leading him on
slutty/a bad girl/sleeping around
asking for it
young and attractive
in the wrong place at the wrong time
FACTS about Rape:
1 in 5 women are raped in their lifetime in the United States
1 in 71 men are raped in their lifetime in the United States (yes, men can be raped too)
Every 2 minutes, another person is sexually assaulted
60% of sexual assaults are not reported to police
Approximately 2/3 of assaults are committed by someone known to the victim.
38% of rapists are a friend or acquaintance
79.6% of female rape victims were under the age of 25 when the incident occurred
42% had been raped before the age of 18
Out of every 100 rapes:
40 Get reported to the police
10 Lead to an arrest
8 Get Prosecuted
4 Lead to a felony conviction
3 Rapists will spend even a single day in prison
The other 97 WILL WALK FREE
What is Sexual Assault?
Sexual assault is a term that refers to unwanted sexual act against or without a person’s consent. This type of assault encompasses more than violent physical incidents—sexual assault refers to any sexual, physical, verbal or visual act that forces a person against their will to join in unwanted sexual contact or attention.
What is Rape?
Rape is forced sexual intercourse, including vaginal, anal or oral penetration. Penetration may be by a body part or an object. It is defined as any completed or attempted unwanted vaginal, oral or anal penetration through the use of physical force (such as being pinned or held down, or by the use of violence) or threats to physically harm. Incidents of rape also occur when a survivor unable to consent because she or he is impaired by drugs and/or alcohol, or passed out.
Why am I sharing this story with you? This is my story. I am breaking my silence and I'm speaking out. I may have been a victim that night, but more importantly I am a SURVIVOR. Sharing my story is hard and just proof reading this to publish it gives me horrible anxiety...but I feel it's something I need to do, a part of the healing process. I also want to help raise awareness about Sexual Assault. One of my biggest fears about sharing this story is the negative comments that may come with it. Sadly, a lot of our society believes rape can be justified, for example "she wouldn't have been raped had she not been so messed up." There's no way of knowing that. Society also has this view of "she wouldn't have been raped had she not been wearing those tight and revealing clothes." The night I was raped, I was wearing blue jeans, t-shirt, a hoodie and tennis shoes. Yeah, that seems like inappropriate clothing. I hate that society thinks that way, so I'm bracing myself for those comments.
I can't go back to that night and change what happened. Would I have been raped had I not been under the influence? There's no way of knowing. But I'm not going to blame myself anymore for what happened. What happened wasn't my fault, it was his. He saw a girl who was alone and under the influence and decided to act on it.
I've been through a lot in my life. Everyone has a story and this is just a part of mine. But if me sharing my story has helped someone in some sort of way or has raised just an ounce of awareness, then sharing was worth it. Sometimes it can be very hard for us to share our pain with others because we don't want to face it or don't want to seem weak. I'll be honest, it was hard for me to share this. But like I said, I feel it's something I need to do.
April: Autism Awareness Month
April is Autism Awareness Month.
What is Autism? Autism spectrum disorder (ASD) and autism are both general terms for a group of complex disorders of brain development. These disorders are characterized, in varying degrees, by difficulties in social interaction, verbal and nonverbal communication and repetitive behaviors. They include autistic disorder, Rett syndrome, childhood disintegrative disorder, pervasive developmental disorder-not otherwise specified (PDD-NOS) and Asperger syndrome. ASD can be associated with intellectual disability, difficulties in motor coordination and attention and physical health issues such as sleep and gastrointestinal disturbances.
Autism Speaks reports:
Autism now affects 1 in 68 children and 1 in 42 boys
Autism prevalence figures are growing
Autism is the fastest-growing serious developmental disability in the U.S.
Autism costs a family $60,000 a year on average
Autism receives less than 5% of the research funding of many less prevalent childhood diseases
Boys are nearly five times more likely than girls to have autism
There is no medical detection or cure for autism
My son Ronnie was diagnosed with PDD-NOS (pervasive developmental disorder - not otherwise specified) March 14, 2013. Which basically means that he is on the Autism spectrum but doesn't fully meet all of the criteria. It was a diagnosis that my husband and I were expecting and it was great to finally have some answers. Autism doesn't define who my child is, it's just a part of who he is. I love my little guy more than anything in this world and he is perfect the way he is. Sure we have our good days and our not so good days. It can be extremely stressful, exhausting and challenging. But you know what, I've come to accept that he has his challenges and I LOVE watching him conquer new goals. He is who GOD created him to be and that's fine by me.
Now picture this if you will. You are out shopping or out to eat. You see/hear a child screaming/crying. One typically thinks "oh their just throwing a fit because they aren't getting their way." Or you see a child running around acting crazy hyper and you think "that parent has loaded them up on candy and other sugary items." I'll be honest, I've thought that before. But since we knew something was going on with our son and he started doing OT and now we have a diagnosis, I view it completely differently now. I take a step back and think, "maybe this child is having a sensory overload and this is the only way he/she can process it/handle it." Or that hyper child might be dealing with a sensory overload in a different way, instead of melting down they could also become overwhelmed but react in a different way. (My son experiences both ways, just depends on the situation) I no longer look at it as "that child isn't getting their way or that child is loaded up on sugar." It kind of goes hand in hand with that famous quote "Never judge a book by its cover." And honestly, it's really not my place or your place to determine what is wrong with that child, especially if you do not know them or their situation. You truly never know when there may be something more going on. So instead of gawking, whispering, rolling your eyes, saying hateful things and getting annoyed...offer a bit of encouragement. Even if it's simply looking at the parent/parents and giving them a heartfelt smile. You have no idea how much that might make their day.

It is my job as a parent to protect my son, to help my son and I'm his biggest advocate! I always will be. He's my whole world and I'm so proud to be his Momma. I'm helping Spread Autism Awareness for my baby boy!!
Information collected from autismspeaks.org
Saturday, February 22, 2014
Don't Be A Negative Nancy
We've all heard the term "Negative Nancy" or most of us have I'm sure.
See, from time to time we can all be negative. Nobody radiates positivity 100% of the time and if they do or appear to....well they most be a robot or something. Right? I mean hey, we all have our moments.
I'll be honest, I typically would find the negative in ANY situation before even thinking about a shimmer of positivity. Why? I think it's easier to spot the bad. Depending on the situation, the good may take a while to come to light. That doesn't mean it isn't there....just for the record.
I'm 27 years old and I'm just now learning to see things in a different way. Though I'm not sure the exact reason why I find myself looking at things in a more positive light, I believe it could be a result of facing some situations from my past that I never dealt with. I've found that when you uncover buried stuff, you know the kind you push deep down into your soul, well it's actually rejuvenating.
I find myself noticing when other people are being negative and I find that it really gets on my nerves. And then I wonder, did people notice the same thing about me when I was that way? And let me state right here, yes I still have my negative moments. Like I stated ^ there, I would have to be robotic if I didn't. I'm human, not perfect.
I'm trying to remove negativity from my life (as much as I can), that even means distancing myself from some people. And you have to. By seeking the positive and removing the negative, you're removing toxicity. And that will do wonders, it's amazing. Just try it, give it some time and I promise you'll notice a difference.
You are in control of your life. You can either allow negative people in your life or positive. You don't want people in your life who suck all the happiness out of you, the ones who make you feel undeserving. See the problem there isn't you, it's them. (not implying you don't make mistakes...hey....we all do) You have the right to open the door and show people the way out of your life, if all they are bringing to the table is bad for you.
When faced with a situation....STOP. THINK. (take some time to actually think about it) and then REACT. It's typical of us (depending on the situation) to react immediately without any sort of thought process going into it. Nothing good comes from reacting without thinking, I can promise you that.
You always hear people say, "life is too short." Usually it takes the death of someone for people to have that mindset. And then after a while they lose it. But if you stop and really think about it....life is too short. Don't spend what time you have on this earth focusing on the bad, you've got to focus on the good. We may live in a horrible, ugly world but there is still good in it. Sometimes you just have to search for it.
Remember, your journey is YOUR journey. Nobody can embark on it and travel it for you. By your side, yes. But not for you. Not everybody is going to know your story either. So if someone casts judgement on you, brush it off and move forward.
So don't be a Negative Nancy, be a Positive Patty......or....whatever your name may be ;)
See, from time to time we can all be negative. Nobody radiates positivity 100% of the time and if they do or appear to....well they most be a robot or something. Right? I mean hey, we all have our moments.
I'll be honest, I typically would find the negative in ANY situation before even thinking about a shimmer of positivity. Why? I think it's easier to spot the bad. Depending on the situation, the good may take a while to come to light. That doesn't mean it isn't there....just for the record.
I'm 27 years old and I'm just now learning to see things in a different way. Though I'm not sure the exact reason why I find myself looking at things in a more positive light, I believe it could be a result of facing some situations from my past that I never dealt with. I've found that when you uncover buried stuff, you know the kind you push deep down into your soul, well it's actually rejuvenating.
I find myself noticing when other people are being negative and I find that it really gets on my nerves. And then I wonder, did people notice the same thing about me when I was that way? And let me state right here, yes I still have my negative moments. Like I stated ^ there, I would have to be robotic if I didn't. I'm human, not perfect.
I'm trying to remove negativity from my life (as much as I can), that even means distancing myself from some people. And you have to. By seeking the positive and removing the negative, you're removing toxicity. And that will do wonders, it's amazing. Just try it, give it some time and I promise you'll notice a difference.
You are in control of your life. You can either allow negative people in your life or positive. You don't want people in your life who suck all the happiness out of you, the ones who make you feel undeserving. See the problem there isn't you, it's them. (not implying you don't make mistakes...hey....we all do) You have the right to open the door and show people the way out of your life, if all they are bringing to the table is bad for you.
When faced with a situation....STOP. THINK. (take some time to actually think about it) and then REACT. It's typical of us (depending on the situation) to react immediately without any sort of thought process going into it. Nothing good comes from reacting without thinking, I can promise you that.
You always hear people say, "life is too short." Usually it takes the death of someone for people to have that mindset. And then after a while they lose it. But if you stop and really think about it....life is too short. Don't spend what time you have on this earth focusing on the bad, you've got to focus on the good. We may live in a horrible, ugly world but there is still good in it. Sometimes you just have to search for it.
Remember, your journey is YOUR journey. Nobody can embark on it and travel it for you. By your side, yes. But not for you. Not everybody is going to know your story either. So if someone casts judgement on you, brush it off and move forward.
So don't be a Negative Nancy, be a Positive Patty......or....whatever your name may be ;)
Sunday, February 2, 2014
Gluten/Dairy Free Sugar Cookie Donuts
Sugar Cookie Donuts? Yeah, that's right. Oh they are SO yummy! They are so fluffy, almost like cake. I didn't make a topping for these, personally it tasted great as is...plus my son isn't big on stickiness on his hands. :sensory: My son is on the gluten/dairy free diet and he LOVED them!
Ingredients:
1 3/4 Cup of Pamela's Sugar Cookie Mix
*Get the Sugar Cookie Mix here: Lucky Vitamin
2 Eggs
4 Tablespoons of Earth Balance Butter - melted
1 Tablespoon of Unsweetened Applesauce
1 Teaspoon Organic Vanilla Extract
1/4 Cup of Honey
1/3 Cup of Almond Milk
*Update: Add Chocolate Chips to these....AMAZING! Find them here: Lucky Vitamin
Ready?
Preheat oven to 375 degrees.
In mixing bowl (I used my electric mixer), mix 2 eggs, 4 tablespoons of melted butter, 1 tablespoon of unsweetened applesauce, 1/4 cup of honey and vanilla extract. After that is mixed together, add your 1 3/4 cup of sugar cookie mix and 1/3 cup of almond milk. Mix well.
Place batter in donut pan and bake 10-14 mins. I checked mine at 10 mins. and ended up doing 14 mins. total. My recipe made 9 donuts.
Hope you enjoy these as much as we did! :)
Ingredients:
1 3/4 Cup of Pamela's Sugar Cookie Mix
*Get the Sugar Cookie Mix here: Lucky Vitamin
2 Eggs
4 Tablespoons of Earth Balance Butter - melted
1 Tablespoon of Unsweetened Applesauce
1 Teaspoon Organic Vanilla Extract
1/4 Cup of Honey
1/3 Cup of Almond Milk
*Update: Add Chocolate Chips to these....AMAZING! Find them here: Lucky Vitamin
Ready?
Preheat oven to 375 degrees.
In mixing bowl (I used my electric mixer), mix 2 eggs, 4 tablespoons of melted butter, 1 tablespoon of unsweetened applesauce, 1/4 cup of honey and vanilla extract. After that is mixed together, add your 1 3/4 cup of sugar cookie mix and 1/3 cup of almond milk. Mix well.
Place batter in donut pan and bake 10-14 mins. I checked mine at 10 mins. and ended up doing 14 mins. total. My recipe made 9 donuts.
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| This little guy enjoyed 4 donuts. :) |
Saturday, February 1, 2014
Gluten/Dairy Free Mac and Cheese
Our son has been on a gluten/dairy free diet for quite some time. And for quite some time I've been on the hunt for a yummy mac and cheese recipe. In the past we tried some various brands, out of the box. And while it was gluten/dairy free....sadly, it tasted and smelled like tires. No joke.
My husband is currently stationed overseas and I told him that while he was away I WOULD find or make a recipe that was yummy. Our son has Autism, so he's extremely picky when it comes to food, certain textures or smells he just can't do. So receiving two thumbs up was the Ronnie stamp of approval.
Ingredients Needed:
Gluten Free Noodles - I used a 12 oz package - will include picture.
1 1/2 Cups of Soy Milk
1 - 8 oz Package of Daiya Mozzarella Style Shreds Cheese - you can use cheddar instead if you want.
3 Tablespoons of Earth Balance Butter
1/4 teaspoon Garlic Power
1/4 teaspoon Ground Mustard
1/4 teaspoon Salt - add more if needed.
His noodles, which by the way I picked up at Walmart, are little ducks. Ducks! How cute is that? And he was SO excited about it too!
Ready to Cook?
Cook pasta as instructed on package. I used the entire 12 oz package. After noodles are done cooking, drain and set aside. In a medium sauce pan, on low heat, melt your 3 tablespoons of butter. Whisk garlic powder and ground mustard in with butter. Add your package of cheese and milk. Stir occasionally, cook for about 15 mins. Mix cheese sauce and pasta until well combined.
He had TWO helpings and another bowl for an after bath snack. This is :HUGE: for him! :)
I hope you enjoy as much as we did! :)
My husband is currently stationed overseas and I told him that while he was away I WOULD find or make a recipe that was yummy. Our son has Autism, so he's extremely picky when it comes to food, certain textures or smells he just can't do. So receiving two thumbs up was the Ronnie stamp of approval.
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| That's the face I was hoping to see after he tasted it! |
Gluten Free Noodles - I used a 12 oz package - will include picture.
1 1/2 Cups of Soy Milk
1 - 8 oz Package of Daiya Mozzarella Style Shreds Cheese - you can use cheddar instead if you want.
3 Tablespoons of Earth Balance Butter
1/4 teaspoon Garlic Power
1/4 teaspoon Ground Mustard
1/4 teaspoon Salt - add more if needed.
His noodles, which by the way I picked up at Walmart, are little ducks. Ducks! How cute is that? And he was SO excited about it too!
Ready to Cook?
Cook pasta as instructed on package. I used the entire 12 oz package. After noodles are done cooking, drain and set aside. In a medium sauce pan, on low heat, melt your 3 tablespoons of butter. Whisk garlic powder and ground mustard in with butter. Add your package of cheese and milk. Stir occasionally, cook for about 15 mins. Mix cheese sauce and pasta until well combined.
He had TWO helpings and another bowl for an after bath snack. This is :HUGE: for him! :)
I hope you enjoy as much as we did! :)
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