I'm all about valentines day

In honor of Valentine's day, love, hearts, all things pink, red and passionate....

maybe it is because my brithday is in February...or because my mom always showered us with hearts and socks and love.....but I love valentines day...and this mix of love songs from Moulin Rouge.

nothing a little of this can't cure

so I have an issue with this thing called death. way to scary and yuk for me to get in to here. and I know that Death is a part of life...and i'm just not ok with that today. this helps me refocus and find peace when my heart goes in to an extremely anxious place:

Holy Accountablitliy & The numbers don't lie

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The past week...I've been reaching the surface of drowning in mediocre and health homeostasis. For 3 days, I've chosen to be extremely conscious of my food intake and have also been tracking my "usual activity" to see what my baseline norm was. The numbers tell the truth.

I coach REALTORS and other Coaches who work with REALTORS and one of the first things I expect is that my clients and their clients TRACK the numbers of thier businesses. Why? Because the numbers tell the truth about where the business really is. They show the gap between the goal and the current state.

I've been pretty good about tracking business numbers and am getting better about tracking personal finance numbers (thanks to my husband who so kindly coaches me in his own way on this). I've never really counted calories or been on a diet. I've always been skinny and could generally eat what ever I wanted to. Then age came. I always knew someday this metabolism would change and my habits would have a hard time keeping up. Long story short...that time has come and gone and brought 10 pounds that could easily turn to 20 if I don't kick it to the curb.

Left to my own devices over the last year...I've begun working out and allowed homeostasis to creep in time and time again. ARGH....so today I chose to step up a notch to unnatural activities and by searching Wendy's Chilli...found the Livestrong.com page!

As a coach...I'm thoroughly impressed with Livestrong.coms site and tools! easy steps, small steps and all the info is there. I can't trick it's database of things I could POSSIBLY ingest in to NOT having what Isearch for. (Hows that for bassackward speak) Basically EVERYTHING I could possibly search for in terms of food, drink...heck even my cleanse and detox pills were in that database). And so off I go. Already downloaded the Blackberry App and logged in for fast tracking...and I'm actually excited to watch my progress, to know the numbers of my BODY...and to look hot on the top of the Buckelew Boat this February in Ft. Lauderdale....in my bikini.

Did I mention that it also fully integrates with all my social media to make it FUN! The only thing that would make it more fun...is to have a few friends who jump in and improve their health with me!

oh and I'm down 3 lbs in 3 days.

Facebook murdered the writer in me

....but I am going to resurrect her. It is ridiculous how much time I waste on FB....but it isn't really the time. It is the creative energy that gets sucked out of me. I have these amazing thoughts worth writing down. I'm grateful for coaching sessions with my clients because it is a great outlet....yet...of course I don't give it credit unless pen has hit paper...or at least a san serif font has hit the blank screen.

so MORE writing to come...will be starting slow and small and most likely...insignificant...and yet..it is a start.

photo credit: http://www.flickr.com/photos/76283671@N00/ / CC BY 2.0

What I inted to pay attention to a bit more

Somedays this just helps:

Wondering what it would look like in my heart...to be completely ok with who I am...to not be so hard on myself....to have my BODY feel serenity?

Sometimes I think it may take a drastic change...like to live in a monastery and wear broomskirts and beads and sculpt pottery and chant and walk in nature for days on end.

What if being ok with myself means that I crave the excitement of change...and I'm ok with that. Feel this obligation to discipline myself and be ok with boredom. Then my soul screams out there is no adventure in that life. What is it specifically about adventure that wakes me up so much?

Ok..enough Jack Handy for the day...get to go do work I love....(and for that...I'm grateful).

list-o-matic

i've been enjoying the fruits of a gratitude centered life lately. it is like the balm that heals everything. it is the magic potion that creates deep satisfaction and joy.
here is my list for today:

1. jing.com and screencast.com
2. doing exactly what I want professionally
3. doors of opportunity opening left and right
   
4. my sister Courtney's writing and her ABC exercise for writers block
5. verbs (hint--use more and watch what happens)
   
6. the jacuzzi hot tub
   
7. my husbands seasonal beard and glasses
8. abundance flowing freely and often
9. markers, books and paper
10. old blog posts and journal entries that are completely relevant today-timeless really.
    
11. hank moody
12. close to debt free---wheeeeeeeeee
13. For finding Christina Merkley and Graphical Coaching concepts in April 09. -specifically drawing affirmations and focus wheels.
14. chuck taylors on my feet : all star slips baby!
    
15. french manicures done at home
    
16. motivated, engaged and committed coaching clients

PS...this is normally posted on crowscaw....and I serendipitously started it on the couch...and so on the couch it will be posted as there are no mistakes!

I'm one of THOSE people

Yep, I'm one of THOSE people: That woman that thinks her dogs are her kids. Well my dogs are part of my family. They are my pals and most faithful friends. All 3 of our pups live well in our house and fit in our lives...they are on our sofa's and our beds, go with us on rides, eat special food (when I'm the one shopping)....get walks (almost)daily.

I can't imagine not having dogs...THESE dogs in my life.
Hank is my autistic pup....one of 2 litters combined 17 dogs. He's rough and tough with other dogs, yet fears cats, beetles and remote controls. He has is AKC canine good citizen certificate and he has completed beginner, intermediate and advanced agility. His favorite is the tunnel...and he gets jealous if any other dogs are in HIS tunnel. Today...Hank is at the vet....having a little mass removed from his underside...and some of those floppy moles taken off. I want Hank to live forever.

Daisy Mae.... She was Billy's dog when we met. And as we were falling in love in 06...Daisy would ride with him to my house. Getting her in the car is never easy, but when he would say, "let's go to Allison's" up she'd jump. It wasn't easy for her to adjust to these new crazy pals, Hank and lulu...but she did. Daisy is the sweetest dog I've ever met. I swear she is related to my dog Chula that passed away in 01. I love that her tail actually wags. She can't cuddle very well, she just can't sit still...but she's a lover and everyone who meets her loves her. Even my non dog-person sister likes Daisy best. But don't tell her mutts that. Daisy is getting old...12 and her heart is enlarged. She's on meds that make her bad breath even worse. We're watching her little self...and praying for heath and longevity for our girl. I love her completely.

Lu-Lu...the Alpha dog...the boss of me and everyone else in the house. She is a big dog in a little dog body. By far the best cuddler of the bunch. Playful, bossy, demanding and while she never barks...she is certainly outspoken with her mannerisms. She lets me know when she needs attention with a hand/paw swipe or more kisses than I ever needed. I KNOW she will live forever....My favorite memory of her is when she was a puppy, she used to sleep with her tongue out all the time. She is allergic to bee stings...yet loves to eat bee's. It is funny to see her face all bumpy and swollen...and bendaryl is now stocked in large quantities at our house. Lulu reminds me of me. Such a boss sometimes...but also soft and loving.
Yep...I'm one of those dog people. Still have the dream of the dog farm...and it looks like my niece Fiona is following after me. :)

This is EXACTLY what I feel today!

and what I choose to feel EVERY day!

hellooooo......

yes....i mean, no....i mean I have SO not been writing much. I've been doing a lot of doing....and little being. and that is ok...it is what has to happen for now to catch up by the end of the year! doesn't scripture say there is a time and place for everything under the sun? AMEN. yet...above all, i'm grateful and complete. i'm completely grateful. and so here is the recent list:

1. Courtney Crow Wyrtzen who is my heart, my sister, my hero...and I swear the BEST mother in the world. She is so completely human...and entirely beautiful and creative and always growing. Oh, and she is 10x the writer that I am....you can follow her heart here http://onerow.wordpress.com/
2. my dang hubby who drives me nutso sometimes...and i do MORE than drive him bonkers...and yet, it seems that marriage is to heal that...to deal with that...and to love completely anyway. Love is a choice....and the cuddling is just the cherry on top! Thanks Billy!
3. real estate....coaching....the work and career of my dreams. The ONLY thing it hasn't provided me with yet is a stylist and free clothes.
4. girlfriends....my girlfriends hold me up each and everyday. laughter, tears, ideas, joy, thought, love, venting, drinking, talking, being, giving, receiving....
5. those dang mutts of mine. faithful love and friendship. nuf said.
   
6. comfort food- mac and cheese, pasta of any sort, cheese of any sort...coffee...and diet coke.
   
7. the gym....to work off all the comfort food and get my body back in shape....

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I'm a sucker for marketing and PRETTY

I have fuzzy hair. Have always had fuzzy hair. Nick names as a child : MOP HEAD Due to the not curly -not straight mousy look of the mop of hair on a lanky girls head. Every time i sit in a new stylist's chair I get a big eyed look of "MY GOODNESS you have TONS of HAIR."
Yep I do. These days...it is taking a break from excessive coloring. (was blond for 34 years....been brunette for 3 and going back to blond earlier this year...really didn't work--at least from home). Most of the summer I have worn my hair back and then smoothed behind a headband. Texas is HUMID folks...and fuzzy hair and humid does not = CUTE.

I admit this budget while it has helped me in many ways, has really cause my looks to suffer. At least according to my standards. I miss the professional hair care...color and cut. I miss the professional facial care.... Ok..no griping. I just put it back on my goal sheet and it will be the first thing to comeback when my business begins booming this fall! In the mean time one of two things will happen....Stacy and Clinton from What not to Wear will show up with that 5K visa gift card.... or I might go 'halvsies' with my teenage daughter on an InStyler!!!

I've read the reviews and they are mixed. I want to see what this baby really does? Who knows...maybe you will get a video review.

Oh by the way...am using this line of new drugstore available products by LOREAL and so far, I think they do a good job. My hair is soft even after it dries and the products don't fade my hair color.

Confessions of a Desperate Housewife

I have just spent the last 52 minutes doing my weekly favorite house chore. Except today I am thoroughly disgusted by it. Carpet is simply FOUL. I mean EEEEWWWWW. And what is the useful life of a vacuum cleaner anyway. Yes I have 3 dogs. And a GOOD -at least I thought it was good Kenmore vacuum cleaner.
I loved you when I first bought you....but soon despite my emptying the container EVERY room and cleaning the filters each time I vacuum....you soon gave way to the YUCK that lives in my carpet. And, it isn't JUST DOG HAIR. I mean where did this ash like dust come from? (The photo is not mine...I thieved it off the web....just ad 3x the amount of short dog hair and you have the DOWNSTAIRS weekly accumulation of my vacuum cleaner. Oh and the spin of the canister molds it in to this egg shaped orb of dustydoghairmuck-- yum huh).

PAUSE: By now you are thinking we a dirty filthy folks. Ah, no- I married MR. Clean and Tidy... and our house is always spotless and clean. I simply think, under the carpet, is a foundation of dirt and ash. Our dogs are inside dogs and are bathed almost every few weeks.

I have decided that tile is disgusting too. Mostly because of the grout. No matter how clean the tile is..the grout gets nasty too. I do not want nasty floors. I have decided that hardwood floors through out the ENTIRE house...yes in the bathrooms are the ONLY way for me to go. Ah the once daily vacuum with the floor attachment to scoop up NORMAL DUST...warm sold floors that I can accessorize with a once-it-gets-nasty-chunk-it-and-get-a-new-one textile.

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