Twitter is Watching Over Me

Seriously?

It was one thing when C&H Sugar started following me on Twitter. I suppose I had it coming to me because I was tweeting day and night about M&Ms, and may have even put up a link to my step-by-step Halloween Candy Workout instructions.

But how did Roman Meal find out that I ate bread on Thanksgiving and that I may or may not have had some more bread every single day since Thanksgiving? Sheesh.

2012: I'd Go See the Closing Credits Again

(Courtesy of Google Images.)


2012: Not so much
Date with husband: Excellent
Adam Lambert singing during the end credits: PRICELESS

It's Like I'm Practically Famous

It's like I'm practically famous for my sugar addiction issues. It's like how the media picks up the story when a celebrity has relapsed.

--OR--

It's like C&H uses some sort of keyword search application and I tweeted something about Halloween candy one too many times.

Either way.

The question is should I call my agent now where call my agent now equals eat another two a bunch of teeny weeny "not-so-fun-size" bags of M&Ms now?

The Halloween Candy Workout: A Step-by-Step Guide

Step 1: Warm up

STRETCH your upper body and neck by reaching to the top shelf of the pantry for the candy stash you hid from your family.

STRETCH your lower body and hamstrings by bending down to pick up the candy bag you dropped because it is so heavily laden with delicious booty.


Step 2: Strength training

LIFT the candy bag and carry it to the coffee table.

SQUAT and sit down on the couch to sort through mass quantities of candy looking for one ten all of the M&Ms.

FEEL THE BURN when you discover that the little traitor you gave birth to traded with her friends most of the M&Ms for Reese's.


Step 3: Cardio

RUN to the computer to tweet the following message: Why do these candies say "fun size"? The big package should be labeled "fun size" and the small should be labeled "not as fun size."

RUN back to the couch for more candy.

RUN to the trashcan to hide the wrappers inside of an empty yogurt container throw away the wrappers.

RUN back to the couch with an increased heart rate from the sugar and chemical rush cardio portion of your workout.


Step 4: Cool down

RECLINE on the couch.

STRETCH and reach for your iPhone to send a text message to your friend about M&Ms.

STRETCH and reach for your iPhone to read a text message from your friend about Reese’s.

TAKE DEEP BREATHS upon learning that there is such a thing as dark chocolate Reese’s.


Advanced Program: Circuit training

JUMP off of the couch.

RUN to the pantry.

STRETCH while reaching for the candy bag on top shelf.

SQUAT down and sit on the pantry floor.

LIFT the candy bag, sort through its contents, find no dark chocolate Reese’s, and curse.

WALK back to the couch feeling sad.

RECLINE and pout.




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If I ever go looking for my heart's desire again, I won't look any further than my own back yard.

I was thinking about my middle child today. When Courtney was a little girl, she loved The Wizard of Oz. A friend of mine made a lovely Dorothy costume for Courtney, and she wore it almost daily, until it was threadbare. One year, students in Courtney's class had to make a clothespin doll representing their likenesses. This was Courtney’s:



I miss that little Courtney, and I wish that I could go back and get to know her better. If I could change one thing about Courtney’s childhood years, it would be that I would have been more present during that time with her. That one "little" change would have effected so many others.

I have regret, and it is painful. From regret comes opportunity for change, to accept responsibility, to make amends when possible, and even to forgive oneself. If we wallow in regret too deeply or try to bury it, we won't be able to do what we can do now. Eckhart Tolle (and others) are correct in pointing out that the present moment is all that we ever have. The past is gone and unchangeable. We can only plan the future.

I love remembering Courtney as a little girl.

I'm looking forward to spending time with Courtney at Thanksgiving.

It doesn't matter whether she lives in another state or she's all grown up now. In this present moment, I treasure Courtney with all of my heart.