I’m full-on​ Veruca Salt for this thing.

Have you guys seen this?



It’s the Bellabeat Leaf Urban fitness tracker and I want it. It tracks your sleep and fitness like most trackers but it also tracks your stress level, your monthly cycles, AND it has a meditation practice too. So cool!! But mostly I just want it because it’s pretty and I’m shallow.



Just looking at it makes me want to unroll my yoga mat and thrown down some tree poses. So zen! It can be worn as a necklace, a bracelet, or a clip-on. I would probably mostly wear it as a bracelet because I like the way it looks with the double band. It comes in silver and rose gold, and I think I like the silver one better because I feel like the rose gold trend is going to fade before my love for this tracker will. But I don’t know, man…the rose gold is pretty too.  I think I’d be happy with either one, really.

I signed up for the wait list – I have no idea when it’s going to come out but I should probably set some funds aside to purchase this lovely bauble because I HEART IT SO BAD.


Facebook has become the candy dish of my life. And not in a good way.

In mental health news, I deleted Facebook from my phone a few days ago. It was becoming too easy to just grab my phone and have a gander whenever I had a few moments between activities or if a commercial came on TV or if I just wanted to avoid doing something. And it was getting to the point that I was looking at FB instead of doing something like reading a book whenever I had precious spare time. Facebook had become like checking the fridge every half hour to see if some new and delicious food had appeared since the last time I looked, which was probably just a few minutes ago. It was getting ridiculous. So I deleted it off of my phone to see what would happen.

What happened is that instead of checking FB I now sit with the boredom or I actually DO something. I think I’m so used to multitasking that it feels uncomfortable to only do one thing at a time like watching TV, or eating, or waiting patiently for my daughter to get out of practice. But it also feels so GREAT when I flip through a magazine or read a book or paint my nails instead of scrolling through FB. I told Emily that scrolling through FB for me is like grabbing a handful of candy from a too-available candy dish twenty times a day – eventually, you just get sick of the candy. That’s how I feel about FB now. I need a break.

If I want to check FB at home I have to actually sit at the computer and do it. Or I can still look at it at work if I want to, but I’m trying to limit my time there too. I find I’m much more satisfied with it if I let some time pass between log-ins.

Anyone else a little too involved in social media? Did you go cold turkey or were you in too deep?


Whooshing and buzzing

Hey guys!

I typically go through my day and several times I think “oh I need to remember to blog about that” and then I get busy and I forget and before I know it, two weeks have gone by and I haven’t posted anything at all. Then when I do finally remember to sit down and post something, everything in my brain goes WHOOOSH and I can’t remember anything that I wanted to write about.

Today is one of those days. So I’m just going to start typing and see what happens. Fun!

I’m still doing great with my food and exercise –  getting up early to work out most days and paying attention to what I’m eating. Lately, I’m all about walking videos like Leslie Sansone’s videos. If you look for “20-minute walking videos” on youtube, lots of options pop up, and that’s mainly what I’ve been doing. I love it! I actually really enjoy it and I have so much more energy now. I can definitely tell a difference in the days I workout and the days I don’t. If I miss a workout, I don’t worry about it, I just try to get one in the next day. No big deal.  Food is pretty much the same way – I’m still not dieting but I’m eating better now than I probably ever have before and there is no shame or guilt when I eat. I don’t have any kind of label for the way I’m eating – I’m just eating. I hardly ever overeat to the point of uncomfortable but if I do, I tend to not eat much for the rest of the day, not because I think I don’t deserve it, but because I honestly just don’t want to. It’s such a world away from where I was for the past 20 years. I know there are those of you who still struggle with the “crazy food voices” and I just want to say that if I can get to this place, then you can too. I promise. It takes a little work, but if my stubborn ass can find peace with food, I’m pretty sure you can too.

Did you ever think of a project that you wanted to do, but you can’t get your thoughts organized enough to even know where to begin? I’m currently at that place. I have an idea for something that I’d really like to do  – and the thought of it won’t leave me alone – but I’m not sure that A) I’m  actually ready to do it and B) I have no idea how to begin. But it’s one of those things that keeps buzzing around in my brain and if I don’t take some kind of action on it soon, I fear the buzzing will just get louder and louder until my head pops off. It’s a project that is very exciting to me but I’m not sure what form it should take. I know this all makes zero sense to you but if and when I get moving on it, you guys will be the first to know.:)

In other less vague and mysterious news, I have a new boss! My old boss stepped down (it was a move that was sorely needed) and he was replaced by one of my coworkers. I think this will be a very good move. When the announcement was made, I was weirdly euphoric and so looking forward to the changes that will be made here – things have been very loosey-goosey and slidey for a long time. When the boss doesn’t care about the work, it makes it hard for anyone else to care either, and I think my coworkers and I all got into a funk that has lasted far too long. New boss’s first day is today and he’s already hit the ground running and breathed some fresh air into this place. I’m actually looking forward to seeing how things progress. I may change my mind later on down the road, but honestly, I think this is going to be a great change.

So what’s going on with you? Have any good news that has happened lately? Share it below and spread some good stuff around, I think we all would love to hear it!






My niece Krysten (Hi Krysten!) keeps making me spend all my money when she adds me to her Facebook parties, but the thing is, Krysten has great taste so when she likes something, I pay attention. Recently she had an online KEEP Collective party and as soon as I figured out what the Keepers and Keys were, I knew exactly what I wanted.

Because my watch is silver with a dark blue face I wanted something that would go with it, that I could wear every day and would inspire me. After looking through all of the keys, I chose the word BELIEVE to add to my keeper bracelet.

Why this word? Well, I wanted a reminder… a visual reminder to believe in not only my faith but also to believe in myself. To believe that I am worthy of making myself a priority; to believe that my value is not based on my weight; to believed that I am loved; to believe that I am capable of making things happen in my own life; to believe that I am a good writer; to believe that I deserve to have my voice heard. There are so many things that I want to remind myself to believe every day and this little piece of jewelry will help me do that.

I love this bracelet already. It’s fun and comfortable and the reverse side is white, so I can change up the look if I want to. I look at my watch several times a day and each time I do, I also see this word, so I get this visual cue to remember my worth many times. I’m so happy that I made this purchase for myself.

Do you have some kind of reminder for yourself? Maybe something that helps you remember a goal or a reminder of someone important to you? I had never heard of the KEEP Collective before this – am I way late to the party or is this really a new thing and for once I’m on the cutting edge of something??


Twenty Years

weddingdayThis guy. This guy has put up with a lot over the years. Of course, so have I, but this guy deserves some kind of medal for loving me through all of my insecurities and fears. I’m sure there are times when we’ve both thought of jumping ship but fortunately (or maybe stubbornly) we’ve stuck it out for twenty years.

I sometimes think we couldn’t be more different than night and day. He’s Action Jackson – always on the go, always ready to dive into his hobbies, always piddling around outside or shooting hoops in the driveway.  I’m more Betsy Books. I can sit for hours on the couch with my  nose in a book and not notice a tornado swirling around me. He’s got a quiet, dry sense of humor while I’m always up for a hearty belly laugh while watching a Will Ferrell comedy. He says what he thinks without reservation; I keep things inside and close to heart. He wishes he were John Wayne riding a horse on a big open prairie; I wish I were Tina Fey writing a book in a penthouse apartment in Manhattan.

But somehow, we make it work. For reasons that defy logic, we are crazy about each other and always come back to that. We may differ on a lot of things, but we love each other still, and that is enough to keep our family going.

Happy Anniversary Honey. I love you.



Fourth of July Was a Bust

See what I did there? Get it – a bust?! Because fireworks and 4th of July and…oh, never mind.

I was grateful for the long weekend but we didn’t really do anything special. Saturday I got my hurr did, then went to a birthday party for my nephew and his wife (they both are turning 30 within just a few weeks of each other) so that was fun. I got to visit with my sister and I always enjoy that.

Sunday I woke up to the sound of thunder and remembered that my car windows were cracked just a bit so I scurried out to my car half-asleep and rolled my windows up before too much rain got in. It was about 6:45 and I considered just staying up but decided to give myself the gift of going back to bed. There are few things as wonderful as snuggling in bed while a storm rolls over. Truly, it felt like a luxury. I slept for 2 more hours, so I probably needed the extra sleep anyway.

Yesterday (Monday), I didn’t do a darn thing. We all just lazed the day away watching Cast Away and Forrest Gump. We played a couple of board games and then dragged ourselves off the couch to watch the fireworks show at the lake. I noticed that this year, the crowd seemed a bit rougher than in years past. I don’t think anyone there had any malicious intent – I’m sure everyone there just wanted to enjoy the show, but it was just a different kind of crowd than is typically there. As far as the fireworks went, it seemed like they were shooting the same fireworks over and over again, so after the first 5 minutes it got old real quick. We got there two hours early to get a good spot, then we ended up leaving 15 minutes after the fireworks started. Plus, there was a screaming baby nearby who cried for the entire 2 hours and my youngest had a headache, so we left. It just wasn’t a good time.

This morning I’m left feeling sort of disappointed and let-down. And tired. Mostly tired. I think I had high hopes that this weekend would be a lot of fun but things just didn’t really turn out that way. Oh well, there’s always Memorial Day to look forward to.:/

Why I’m not doing a bullet journal

Have you heard of bullet journals? If you go to Pinterest, it won’t take long for a bullet journal to show up in your feed. Bullet journals are a new way to schedule your life and suck up all of your productive hours making cute designs in said journals. I mean, seriously…who has time for this nonsense? The journals I’ve seen are creative and gorgeous and thinking about having to keep up with something like just gives me hives. I mean, really, do I NEED one more distraction in my life? No. NO I DO NOT.

Now, from what I’ve read, the initial set up takes a bit of time, but after that, it’s supposedly a breeze to keep up with. Yeah, right.

I know me. I know that I’d want to tweak this page, or redo that page, or add another section, or I’d spend three hours setting the thing up and then never touch it again. It would just sit on my dresser, mocking me, making me feel guilty for not living my best life.

If I were a little more creative, a little younger, had a little more patience…I’d be all over this bullet journaling thing but I’m none of those things. If you love the bullet journal and think it’s the best thing since bullet-proof coffee, then more power to you. You Go with your bullet-y self! But as for me, I’ll just stick with my system of dashing things off on a post-it note and throwing it in the bottom of my purse. You be you, and I’ll be me, and I’ll just continue to be late for everything, okay?


Are you familiar with bullet journals? Do you use a bullet journal? If so, what do you like about it?