Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Bucket List

A friend of mine recently went on vacation to Peru.  While she and her husband hiked, swan, and went site-seeing.  When she told me she was going to Peru, I was a little shocked: "What the hell is in Peru?" Her response: "It is on my bucket list."

It got me thinking--what is on MY bucket list? What do I want to experience during my lifetime? Things kept popping up in my mind over the next couple days and here is what I have come up with so far:

1. Skydive
2. Go to the Kentucky Derby, wear a big hat, place some bets, and drink Min Juleps
3. Buy a house/flip a house where I can really entertain family and friends
4. Visit Greece
5. Have a successful private practice
6. Run a half marathon
7. Own the full Louis Vuitton luggage set (kidding...but not really...)
8. Visit the homeland (aka Scotland), check out the Davidson province, and buy something with our family crest/plaid

So far, that is what I have thought of, in no particular order. I think it might be time to get going!

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Prized Possessions

Add the threat of potential evacuation due to wildfire to the list of things I have experienced since moving to Colorado two years ago.

In case you havent gotten online or turned on the TV in a few days, there is a 43K+ acre wildfire burning just 12 miles west of Fort Collins. It started Saturday morning because of a lightening strike and has grown bigger and more out of control every hour since. The air is grey and filled with smoke and flames can be seen from certain places in town. It is really scary. Of course, watching the news only makes it worse. 

On Sunday night, I started to panic and decided I would pack up some things that I wanted to keep safe, just in case I did have to evacuate. I dont know if yall have ever had to pack up valuables and prepare to leave home, but I have not. The only other time I remember doing anything of the sort was heading to the basement one afternoon after swim team practice because of a tornado.  I grabbed all the stuffed animals I could. 

As I began to turn in circles in my apartment, trying to decide what to put in the plastic box, here is what went through my head:

Madeline! She is the most important thing, but I cant very well put her into a plastic box and shut the lid--at least not without food. Pictures! I want my pictures! So, I take down all my picture frames and stacked them in the box. What next? Birth certificate and passport...tax info...car registration...PROOF OF RENTER'S INSURANCE.  That gets piled in next.  Now what? Do I own anything of value? Not really...some nice jewelry and heirlooms and some nice purses.  I throw those in on top.  There is still room. I'd grab computer, camera, and my diploma off the wall on my way out. What else?

And then something occurred to me.  Almost everything I have is replaceable. Sure, I have thousands of dollars worth of clothes and shoes, furniture, and books, but if I had to leave my apartment in a hurry with all that I could carry, none of those things would matter.  It is all just stuff.  When I am not threatened with having to evacuate, these things mean a lot to me, so it amazed me that I could so easily 
leave it behind if I absolutely had to. Sure it is nice to have, but, really, this stuff doesnt matter.  What does matter can fit into a cat carrier and a plastic tub. 

As of this post, the fire is beginning to get under control.  And, there is still room in the plastic tub, just in case....

Thursday, June 7, 2012

Contentment

Read Me:

http://pinterest.com/pin/224054150182146373/

A wise woman once told me that "happiness is temporary, but contentment is a state of peace that lasts long-term." At the time, I was too young to really understand what it meant, but it has stuck with me and as I have grown older, it has begun to make sense.

Happiness is defined as "the quality or state of being happy." At any given time, we can be in a state of happiness; but, happiness is often dependent upon other things--a good day at work, a good grade, an accomplishment. At the same time, our unhappiness is also dependent upon other things--a bad day, an argument, a speeding ticket.

Contentment is defined as "the state of being contentedsatisfaction; ease of mind." The part "ease of mind" is really the meaning of contentment.  It is being ok with life's circumstances, an ability to face the world and know that things will work out the way they are meant to, and having peace of mind.  Contentment is something to be worked towards and achieved, and is not dependent upon other things. Contentment does not fluctuate the way that happiness does. 


My clients often tell me that they want "their family to be happy." My response is that individual members can be happy at any given time, but that what they are really looking for is contentment--knowing that the family system is going to function properly and not fall apart because of their current crisis. They want to know that they can handle future problems and still remain intact.  Happiness among family members does not equal a functional family--contentment and ease of mind that the family will be ok is what does. 


Just because I know the difference between the two does not mean that I have reached a point where I am content with my life. In our 20's....is anyone? However, it is something that I am working towards; the end goal. It is hard to have faith that God will lead me to a place of contentment--after all, my life is hectic and the future is blurry. It will happen....eventually.    

Sunday, April 29, 2012

What's In A Name...

Read me:

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/pamela-redmond-satran/baby-name-rules_b_1456854.html?ncid=edlinkusaolp00000003&ir=HuffPostBlog


Most of yall know how I feel about names, especially common ones and those representative of our birth year (Brittany, Lauren, Emily, Amanda...). My mom swears there were NO Brittanys when she chose the name, however my Kindergarten class had FOUR: Brittany Y, Brittany C, Brittany M, and Brittany D. All spelled the same way. Which is one of the reasons I chose to go by Britt when I moved out here.

I think names should have meaning and substance and history. My first name means "From Britain" (no joke) but my middle name is Carolyn, after my grandmother, which I think is very special.  Plus, it isnt common for our generation.

I really like #1, #9, and #19.

#1: No unique spellings. Think of all the ways to spell Brittany: Britney, Brittney, Brittaney, Britni, Brittni, Britnee,Britknee....enough said.

#9: Think about nicknames. I love the name Davidson (my mother's maiden name) but don't like the name David, so unfortunately that is out, unless it is a middle name.  We all go by nicknames; some are better than others.

#19: Dont make your child have to spell and pronounce their name every time they say it. When thinking about a name, think about your child on the first day of school.  Do you want your child to have to say "It is pronounced Lah-dash-ee-ah" (or whatever) for the next 12 years of school? And then have the teacher write it out on the roll in phonics so she can remember it?? No.

Let me add something to the list. #22: Dont name the child after the place she/he was conceived. It's cliche. London, Paris, Cheyenne, Georgia...just...dont.

So, choose wisely my friends.  Checking out the top 20 baby names may not be the way to go, unless, of course, you want to add to the statistics or are really uncreative.

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

High School Flashback

Today I got to be a guest speaker at the local high school, Poudre High (pronounced Pooooder) in their Sociology of Relationships class. First off, how cool that they offer that class! Second, how cool that I got to be a guest speaker.

I had never been to PHS, so I was a little unsure what to expect.  It is a huge school and very nice inside.  As soon as I walked through those doors, however, I had an immediate flashback to high school.  There were posters on the walls advertising various clubs, teams, and candidates for class elections.  Students were standing around in clumps talking. Lockers were banging shut. Students in the attendance office making excuses.

It got me thinking about my time at Walton.  I really enjoyed high school--I made great friends that I am still close with 8 (!) years later, got the grades to get into UGA, and generally fared pretty well. I work a lot  with high school students and I know that I was probably one of the lucky ones.  High school can be brutal. Kids can be so cruel and hurtful and the impact can last a long, long time.

Was I ever cruel and hurtful? Did I say anything to anyone that will last a long, long time?  I am sure at one point I did, as did probably most of us, unaware at that age of the power of words. Somewhere in the last 8 years I have become more open-minded and accepting, but before that?  Im not sure.

Friday, April 6, 2012

Realizations

Most of yall know that I have been doing bootcamp (45 minutes of cardio, strength, and resistance torture..I mean...training) 3-4 days a week for the past three months.  Recently, on days off, I have been running or walking and mixing in a few random forms of exercise here and there: sand volleyball, capture the flag, and football. I have really upped my working out, but unfortunately havent seen the results I expected or hoped to see at this point.

I guess I need to define "results." I do not want to, and will not ever, be a super skinny girl. I am 100% ok with this.  Fortunately or unfortunately, this butt is probably not going anywhere.  I do not want to look like a 12-year old boy or a rail-thin celeb, which is good, because it's just not in the cards for me. The result I do want is to be healthy, toned, and comfortable in my body.  I also want to be able to wear anything I want and feel good in it.

Though I have been struggling with this for a long time, (think undergrad) I think I am finally realizing that this is going to be a lifelong journey (which scares the hell out of me).  I am not going to be the kind of girl who can eat whatever I want and get away with minimal exercise.  I am going to have to make a lifestyle change and commitment to being healthy, and as I am beginning to see, it isnt going to be an easy, quick fix. It also isn't going to be perfect all the time.  I am going to have days where I dont want to work out, or want to eat a whole pizza, and I will have to learn to be ok with that.

Thank you to all who have listened to me bitch about this and have given me tips on healthier eating, motivation, and exercise. On that note, I am off for a run.

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

I mean....

Saw this on a friend's facebook--read first.

http://adultingblog.com/post/20260016876

I am definitely guilty sometimes of the "round-about request" or the "subtle, hidden request." I think, like the author, that it stems from growing up in the south, and the (ancient) idea that women should be polite, gentle, and non-invasive.  Here is an example:

Me:(I really want Mexican) "Where do you want to go to dinner?"

Friend: "I dont know, what are you in the mood for?"

Me: "Well..."(Mexican)"... anything really...."

Friend: "Like, Italian, Mexican, American?"

Me: (I want Mexican). "I mean, I could definitely go for Mexican, but if you would rather do something else, that's fine, too."

Friend: "Ok, let's do that then."

Me: (YES!) "Are you sure?"

Friend: "Ok, cool."

Me: "Yeah, sounds good."

Why couldn't I have just said, "Im in the mood for Mexican food, want to get that?" instead of this silly conversation??  It is even worse over text messaging. Getting to that conclusion can easily take 10 minutes. Why do we, especially women, think we cant, or shouldn't,  say what we mean from the beginning? I know that getting to the point is appreciated by men and women alike, not to mention bosses, coworkers, servers, telemarketing folks, and everyone else we come in contact with. What if we did that when ordering food at a restaurant?

Me: "I was thinking I'd have a chicken caesar salad, please."
Server: "Ok."
Me: "Or...wait.  What do you think? Is it good?"
Server: "Yes, it is good."
Me: "Ok, perfect." (pause) "Or, do I really want a burger? I mean, that is what I was kind of leaning towards."
Server: cricket cricket
Me: "No, no.  I'll go with the salad.  I mean, that is better right? Ok, start with her and then I will be ready."

 Come on. Is it too late to make a resolution to try to stop doing this??