Happy New Year!!!

by Amy Cubbison on January 1st, 2012

Happy New Year to all of you out there……….One of my new year’s goals is to eat, live completely clean and healthy….Starting with 30 days no wine…with Dyane and then we will take it from there….All I know is I want to remove alcohol from being any sort of evening ritual…..I have changed in the fact that, i am not the partying person I was a few years ago but I still do look forward to evening wine and i want it to be the exception rather than the rule……I crave waking up daily feeling so healthy and having my body in tip top shape…….no matter how much i workout drinking wine has its negative effects on my body……I need to fight the clock as best i can…I also want to be completely present with my children all of the time….and do more creative, healthy, fun, new things……William and I want to assimilated sky diving…..You won’t get my ass jumping out of a real airplane……I am frightened of heights…..My poor kids are scared to drive to big bear, because of the winding, high roads and mountains……I have learned I need to not wear my emotions on my sleeve as much around my children……….So Dyane, Marina, and my kids and myself (2 of them) went to Palm Desert. I had a free night from Marriot Rewards and dyane paid for the rest……It was a lot of fun, and very relaxing. Dyane and I laughed our asses off, as we always do…..We also pigged out . I drank five diet pepsi’s in one day and we ate salt, chips and fries as they were going out of season…….Not to mention no gym for two days…..can you say BLoat??? Well my jeans were tight yesterday……so hence the new year and new goals for my healthy mind and body…………Now I am doing what the rest of the world does….New years resolutions……but it is time……………There are a lot of stories to share but i will have to spread them out…….On our drive home (dyane refused to let me drive my own car..hmmm)…..ha ha. We almost ran out of gas, as we did, on the drive there. We had to coast out of nowhere land to a small ghost town….Dyane asked me to pump the gas, and i did just after jumped out of the car to take Kaylee to go to the bathroom….We were rushing as Kaylee had to go bad…..i jumped back in the car to find my cell phone attached to charged submerged in water, and I mean submerged..Dyane was on an important call and chaos was in the car with three children. I asked dyane what happened and she got defensive and started yelling and then we drove off and we forgot to take the pump out of the car……uh oh……we drove off with it in our tank……Never had that happen before……..I was so pissed off and then we had laughing attacks because that would happen to us….The two blonde ding dongs….oh and before that Dyane cut off this girl on the freeway ….well she was not happy and was driving up to us screaming……She looked like a gangster..Then she tried to run us off of the road………..two times……..It was scary but of course now funny………..Another thing to was I was waiting for Dyane to get our luggage to check out…and then she finally exclaimed to me,”I feel like I have been your husband the entire trip.’ and then I giggled in guilt……and admitting…….I guess I was married for so long that I just am use to someone doing all of those guy things…ha ha. Luckily she did not notice until the end of the trip……..When we first got there, I said I will meet you at the pool,,,,,while she checked in with the kids…..oopsy……more growth…..that is where I can be a bit spoiled…..My daddy is in a home local to me…..It is better than the hospital but very sad to see all of the elderly there……I use to take my dog to visit the old people years ago…..I felt so much love to all of the nurses and all of the patients, that i was sending them love to their eyes..Everyone there needs love and support and the nurses are doing a great job……..My Dad looked better and I was so happy to see him.. He even made us laugh at how much he hated his orange juice with thickener in it……My mother got him a book called,”Night.” It is a true well written version around the Hollocaust, survivors in the Ghetto (Their version of the ghetto)…….I read it to my father for a couple hours as he drifted in and out of sleep…..but when he was paying attention he was interested in what he was hearing…It was a nice thing to do with him and a very nice memory plus an interesting touching story…..my heart was filled with so many different emotions from real life and that story I was reading…….I saw my father in a way yesterday that was hard to see, but I am getting use to it and accepting that this is life and inevitable…..however that does not mean that it is not going to hurt like no other hurt when he is gone…but he is here and I am going to go see him right now………xoxoxo

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