Yeah...Pretty Much

So Yeah. I pretty much wanna be like Jeb. I dunno why. No one has ever been that inspiring. Like really, conquering fears. Like who does that? Who would want to do that? WHY? But I totally get it. I think I want to.

I was three years old when I drowned. I remember it. Then I was submerged. I could see my dad looking at me. He was in the water. He could see my head bopping above the water and me flailing for help. Then I saw him go under and I saw his feet. Then he grabbed me. That was my first memory of my Hero Daddy.

Hard to believe that I have so many fears. Especially with the way I was bought up. I was pretty much my Father's son. He didn't even take my little brother on his hunting/fishing trips. It was just me. I remember sitting in the sled and then the ski-doo stopping. Then I heard my dad. "Bunny." I got up to look and he was submerged in water. We had fallen thru the ice. Not really but that bottom layer is pretty much gonna give if you don't get off it soon. So I got off and he pulled the skidoo and sled out of the water. Then we just continued on to snare some rabbits at Doctor's Creek. Another memory of my Dad rescuing me.

INSPIRED. That's how I feel. Like really? Someone can just get over their fears? Count me in. It's like I'm actually sick and tired of being afraid. And to some people, I'm the strong one. Even after the sexual assault and suicide attempt, I came back. Stronger than ever. Nothing could stop me. Except the fears that I constantly had with me since I was a kid. Listening to Jeb Corliss, it's like, it all made sense. I was like, "I know, right!!!!"

So I started. And there's other things I gotta do, but at least I started, which is the most important thing. I think that's the first step. The very important step. If you can't take one first step, then what's the fucken point? Like really? Might as well crawl into your shell now.

I know I can do this. Julianna is my motivation. Just like Jeb, she's inspired me. But now she's motivated me. Mostly to kick her ass at exercising. lmfao If that's not motivation, I don't know what is. I can't wait to jump up and down and cheer and say, "YES! I did more push-ups than you!!!!" lmfao I'm so competitive, it's not funny. I anticipate many episodes of Julianna crying. LMFAO

Well anyways, getting it started.

Thursday, August 7, 2014

Thursday

I truly LOVE Thursdays.  Today I get to work at the Urban Park from 12-3.  The Urban Park is when all downtown businesses get to sit outside on Third Avenue.  Sometimes ppl hardly come to the booth, sometimes they do.  But it's a beautiful day today to sit outside. 
 
Last night I rode my elliptical and nearly killed myself!  Holy Shit!  Like...for reals!  Remind me never to ride the damn thing when I'm talking to Kristin on the phone.  :/  lmfao I'm kinda glad she didn't hear it.  Broad was still going on and on about her beads.  I wonder if she had an orgasm.  :P lol
 
Anyways, kettle bell workout done and I managed 6, yes, count them!  6 knuckles!  Ha!  :P lol  One of these days I'll do like 30.  With Jubey on my back!  :P lol jk  Let's not get crazy, ppl.
 
Anyways, I'm still on track with food and water.  Except for today.  Forgot to make my shake for lunch so I'll have to find a bite downtown.  Hopefully something healthy.  lol Let's not hold our breaths ppl.
 
I keep thinking about George Stroumbopopulis.  Pft.  However you spell his name.  You know who I'm talking about.  Anyways, I think some native should pick him up and just answer all his questions.  I get the feeling that he's too....shy?  I dunno.  Or maybe he just doesn't know how to ask questions.  I sent him a tweet one time about him asking me questions about being native and I'll ask him questions about men.  lol I didn't have any question about men. #willbealoneforever (That's my hashtag.  make your own!)  Anyways, this is about Jeb, not George.
 
Oh, by the way...my imaginary boyfriend is in Salt Lake City.  So he's only two hours behind!!!  He's catching up!  :D
 
Oh, and another thing, which I'm totally blaming Kristin for.  All of a sudden I feel like beading.  I got some pictures and I was like, I want to bead the whole cuff of the mitt.  So now I gotta get delica beads, which are more uniform than seed beads. 
 
This is the picture of my belt for my jingle dress regalia.  I'm not even done one paw.  I should really work on it this weekend since I might go pow wowing this weekend.  (I use the bear paw cause my Spirit name is Strong Bear Standing Women and the colours are the colours I was given.)


 
Sometimes I wish I had a man to bead for.  lmfao Be like Mom.  Dad had a new pair of Boston Bruin mitts every year.  Now that's love right there.  A die hard Habs fan making Bruins mitts for her man.
 
Well anyways, back to work.  Coffee breaks are too short!
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