What a crappy rainy day...yesterday was the same. I really miss the warmth and sunshine of Palm Springs. Yesterday, B and I had a window of about an hour when it wasn't raining, so we dashed out to the park. Maybe we'll get lucky today too.
I'm not an extremely religious person, but hubby and I were both raised Catholic, so we do attend a Catholic church in our neighborhood. I try to attend with an attitude that I will get something positive out of it. I usually succeed, but sometimes it surprises me as to what actually strikes a chord. Last night, we sang a song during Communion, a song that I've heard a dozen times before:
Take, O take me as I am
Summon out what I shall be
Set your seal upon my heart
And live in me
For some reason, last night these words struck me. Here I am, asking God to take me as I am, yet I don't accept myself as I am. I accept everyone else for who they are (in many cases I even accept things that anyone else would consider unacceptable), but when it comes to myself, I am very critical. If I don't do everything just perfectly, I beat myself up. In fact, it almost seems as if I purposefully seek out my own imperfections just so I can beat myself up. Take me as I am. I need to adopt this as my mantra for the next time I start the critical thinking.
Last night was California Pizza Kitchen for dinner. This is one of our favorite places on Saturday night. When we go there, we always have the same thing...we each have 2 light beers; then we share the large chopped salad, light dressing; and the Sicilian pizza, which is very thin crust. I usually only have 2 pieces of the pizza, and we never order dessert. I think this is a relatively healthy dinner (as weekend "treat" dinners go). I'm probably looking at having consumed almost 1,000 calories for one meal, but considering what we had the rest of the day, it wasn't too over the top, and...damn, it was good.
I love Sunday mornings. Today, as usual, we're drinking our coffee and watching the political shows on TV together. Pretty soon, hubby will cook breakfast. Later this afternoon, we'll do our grocery shopping for the week. I feel like I'm getting the sniffles, so I'm taking Zicam and echinacea and vitamin C. I let myself get a bit over tired this week, and who knows what I've been exposed to with all the travel and being in class with about 30 people I don't know. My immune system was probably just waiting to pick up whatever floated by.
I'm looking forward to a normal work week, where I can get caught up on projects. And my boss is out of town this week...YAY! I really like her, but she's one of those folks who is constantly coming up with new ideas...as in "You know what would be a good thing for us to do?" ...which really means, "You know what would be a good thing for YOU to do?" lol :-) So it will be nice to have a few days to settle back in before I have to deal with any new "things to do."
I hope everyone is having a nice weekend. See you tomorow!
By the way, I'm experimenting with fonts for my blog (I'm looking for something easier to read), so if you see a bunch of weird text sizes or multiple posts...that's what's going on.
Hope this is a great week for you!
ReplyDeleteGo with a sans serif font, they're the best to read on screen. Welcome back! And yes, 1 a.m. When I first started going last year, I would never go there before 11 p.m. because I didn't want anyone to see me. That's no longer the case, but it is a 24/7 gym which rocks.
ReplyDeleteYou should heed the words of the song and take yourself as you are. It makes me sort of sad to read this and hear the trouble you have, but I guess we all do. I was just telling my husband the other day about you, about what a kind friendly person you are, how you say hello when you read my blog and so I've been reading yours and a lot of the comments you've gotten are from people whose blogs you've visited and said sweet things to.
ReplyDeleteYou should accept yourself as you are, because you're pretty wonderful as you are. That much comes across from your writing in your own blog and the friendliness you've shown to other bloggers, especially the lonely and unread, like me.
Smile, there now! Hope you had a good St. Paddy's Day. We sure did. It's our little cat Blue's birthday. She isn't Irish, though, she's definitely Siamese, but she sure does love a potato. Funny cat.
Give your little dog a hug from me too. Really, that dog fo yours is the cutest little thing.