What is this?!

I went looking for antiques and other “treasures” as I like to call it at one of the local thrift stores today. I have an Art degree and love to go looking for things to decorate our house. My husband swears if I bring home one more piece of junk he is throwing it all out. My taste is usually artsy, eclectic and just different.

Today I came across this white and green porcelain thing. I have no idea what it is but would love to know. The lid comes off. It is about ten inches long and about three inches tall. It appears to be made out of porcelain and does not have any indentifying marks. There are three ladies on the top of it, a man blowing some type of horn and they appear to be in a field. The sides have little children also playing in a field. I am researching but have not had any luck. It is driving me crazy not knowing what this is. Probably some dollar cheap knock off of something, but I want to know!

 

Making A Resolution

Simply put, I want to be a writer. However, I have been in the legal field for the past eight years. I am really getting frustrated at the routine of my job. As soon as I leave my house every morning to make my long drive in to work, I start thinking of other things job related I could do.  All day long I write medical summaries or legal drafts but long to do creative writing. By the time I get home, some of my creativity is gone. Seems like a vicious cycle.

I made a resolution today to put at least a full hour into writing when I get home. Of course, this is after dinner, laundry, finding whatever lost thing my son is looking for and spending a few minutes with my family. The way I look at it, if you want something really bad, you are willing to sacrifice to get it. So spending an hour later writing or looking for writing jobs in the evening when all things have quieted down is worth it to me. Everything is always an opportunity for something better.

 

He is losing more weight than me!

Ok, I know that men lose weight faster than women. Does it mean I have to like it? The answer is a loud no! My husband and I decided for fun we would do a weight loss challenge for three months. It ends on October 1. My husband and I both want to lose about twenty five pounds.

My husband and I are competing and it is frustrating to hear him tell me almost every night he lost another pound! I am glad for him but at the same time, I am losing about a pound, maybe a pound and a half every week. He is losing about three to five pounds a week. Meanwhile, he tells me had two Krispy Kreme doughnuts today and still lost a pound. Did I have Krispy Kreme you ask? Nope, I have stuck to my diet, exercised for at least thirty minutes a day and have lost a whopping pound in the last week. He is only half-heartedly watching what he eats, does not exercise and yet he is losing weight. No fair!

 

Top Ten Things Not To Do In The Elevator

My top ten list of things NOT to do in the elevator. Just my opinion, for the two cents it is worth!  

1. Please do not burp loudly like you just went to the all you can mexican buffet. I mean really, do I have to even ask? I am not deaf and I can hear you.

2. Please do not pass gas. Yes, silent is still violent. I don’t want to have to ride nine floors up with the elevator smelling like someone just used the bathroom.

3. Please do not force me to listen to you sing. If you have not made it to American Idol by now, trust me, not going to happen. So shut up!

4. Ladies, please do not stand there and pick your underwear out of your butt. If they bother you that bad, by all means go buy some that fit. You can get them cheap at Wal-Mart so I do not have to stand there anymore and watch you dig in places where the sun does not shine.

5. Men, do not sit there and scratch. If it itches that bad, go shower or get a prescription.  Yes, I can see you in the mirror and the image is disturbing.

6.  Please take off your sunglasses. If the florescent lights bother you that bad, go to the eye doctor. Otherwise, you just look stupid with them on in the elevator.

7.  Do not stare at my breasts in the mirror. No, I am not blind. Yes, I do see you and wish you would quit. Very obvious.

8.  Do not stare at my butt in the mirror either. See number 7 if still confused.

9.  Please use deoderant if you just left the gym on your lunch hour. We all can smell your workout.

10.  Last but not least, for those of you waiting to get on the elevator, please at least be kind enough to let me off the elevator before you run in a mad stampede to get on.  If you are that late, waiting one more minute to get to your destination is not going to matter. Just face it, you are late.

 

Let Me Write For You

I really want to be a full-time writer. I took journalism classes in college and wrote on the college newspaper. I have a food blog and this thirtysomething blog and have started on my very first novel. The issue is that I have a full-time legal job that I have become burned out on after being in the legal field for almost eight years. Everytime I walk in my office, I see cases falling off my desk and more waiting for me. I just can not keep doing this. So, I am actively seeking writing jobs and hope someone will give me a chance to contribute insightful articles. Take a chance on me and let me write my novel for publishing! Yes if that sounds like a desperate plea, it is! Just joking, seriously, I am burned out on my job and am taking steps to write full-time. Possibly my chances are better at winning the lottery, but hey a girl can dream, right?

 

Exercise Thirty Minutes or an Hour?

I recently met with a nutritionist who told me that in order to lose weight; I need to do some form of exercise at least an hour a day. I have always heard that if you at least exercise for thirty minutes a few times a week that would be enough. Granted I am not a fitness expert by any means, but I would like to know if just thirty minutes a day, if I do brisk walking around my office park a few days a week or a few days of jogging at home for thirty minutes, is enough. I do feel better the rest of the day and I have lost a pound this week (whooohoooo!), but I am also watching what I eat. Seems when you turn thirty, the metabolism really starts to slow. But hey, at least I am out there moving!

 

 

Thirtysomething Reality

Hi, I am a thirty-something married woman living in North Carolina. I have a thirty-something husband who I love dearly on most days except for the days he makes me mad which is not that often but when he does…watch out! He and I both work full- time and barely have time to sleep and breathe.

He introduced me to riding a Harley four years ago when we met. We would go when we had the chance and ride off down the highway. Flash forward four years and now he is the man who refuses to clean the Harley to take me for a ride because it just takes too much time. From what, I am not sure. I gave him a bike cover so it would stay clean and increase my chances of going for a ride, but instead of cleaning the bike, he simply covered it and parked it. I guess so much for my dreams of living the wild biker chick life.

I have a son who I adore and who is my little best friend. He is thirteen going on thirty. His favorite thing to do right now is to ask me if I want to see his muscles and then he will flex to see if there is a change from the last time he asked me which is usually only a few hours earlier. When he smiles I see the glimmer from his new braces that just cost us an arm, leg, foot, toe, whatever you got…they took it to pay for them. My son is also involved in every sport known to mankind. After a long day of work, I am forced to break the speed limit to get through rush hour traffic and then I run through lights that I swear were yellow in order to get him from one place to another. I love every minute of being a mom and would not trade it for the world!

 

I have a wonderful sweet eleven year old stepdaughter who has enlightened me about Taylor Swift, Hannah Montana and the Jonas Brothers. Disney Channel is a must at our house. After almost four years I am still trying to remember the foods she will or will not eat. They seem to change from week to week. She is also getting braces in a few months. Ah, the fun never ends.

 

To add to the family chaos, we have a big black lab who thinks he needs all the attention and is determined to never sleep in on a Saturday. Last but not least we have a spoiled lazy princess cat who acts like it is her job to always looks down on the peons in her house. She is so above all of us.

 

I am a full-time worker, wife, mother and overall Superwoman. I have what I call my “me” time though and make time every week for exercise, writing, reading and watching a few shows. I think it is important to take a few minutes out of a busy schedule to sit back and relax. I watch most of the health related, fitness and cooking shows that are out there. DVR is my friend. My dreams are many but include becoming a full-time writer, a forgotten dream from college that I plan to make a reality. Being a thirty-something woman is crazy, wonderful, adventurous, exciting, and sometimes just chaotic, but always interesting. Welcome to my world!