I wanna be like Lee Mannix

Shit.... Lee Mannix..did you really have to die this week? I keep seeing your smile...and hearing the straight talk things you've said to me, and to hundreds of other folks.  I read the posts of your friends and clients and I realized another of the many reasons you are so loved.

I have dog stories...you have worked with all three of my mutts...and they are no different from the thousands posted here on the Lee Mannix Center for Canine Behavior fan page. No need to write about them... Talking to Kimberly Burgan, whom we both loved...who you LOVED SO WELL......it hit me as to EXACTLY what it is that endeared you to us all. 

You chose to be fully yourself....your unfiltered, smart ass, funny as hell, sly, prankster, laughing, crass,  boot-wearing-beer-drinking-copenhagen-dippin, smiling & magic with us all, self.  We love you so much...because you were able to do what the rest of us struggle with. You chose to live life exactly as you were....for the authenticity of it...and not the popularity.  Yet...you gained popularity and even more.  You earned massive love and respect...and a heart in the homes of thousands of dog- loving families. We love you so much, for not just what you did...but for who you were...because in our own little way..we long to be as brave as you were...and live this life TRULY being ourselves... exactly the way you did. 

I choose today, to be more of my true self...to be brave and live fully me...because you inspired me to do that. And...I will do it in my cowgirl boots more often! 

Love, 

Allison....and Hank (the dope)...and Daisy (the freak)...and Lulu (the little bitch)

I'll be at your party tomorrow...and I will wear my boots...and celebrate your fine ass and your magic spirit!

Here's to the Crazy Ones..

hank likes a small bed

 

exercize for changing the way you think about something

what im paying attention to today

best movie line from the ultimate 80s movie

where to order the best mac n cheese in Austin

Ok....I simply love macaroni and cheese.  If it is on the menu, I order it.  So far, in Austin, this is my vote for the all time best restaurant served mac-n-cheese. 

thoughts about relationships and love as Valentine's approaches

Love Every Day

My husband is going NUTS....he called himself BOB???

the best part was when he denied it...i had PROOF!

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.

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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).