Halloween is Coming!

It seems like the department stores are decorating for the holidays earlier and earlier every year. Pretty soon they will be stocking garland and ornaments after Easter!

But while I complain about jumping the gun… I have done the same thing. Summer isn’t over yet and I am making Candy Corn Beanie Hats.  We also have a few other fall items and I will be making more!

Check it out at http://www.etsy.com/shop/ImagineThatCrafting



30 is the new 70

I turned 30 last year and had a bit of trouble with it. I am not married and without any kids of my own. But I have found that I was labeling things where I shouldn’t have. I have an absolute wonderful fiance and he is everything I could ever want and more. If it’s not broke, don’t fix it. Marriage might ruin us… And I don’t know what I would do if I lost him. And my Bug… she’s my world. It doesn’t matter that I didn’t carry her or birth her, she’s my light in the dark and probably my best friend. Yes, a 12 year old is my best friend… and I wouldn’t have it any other way. Turning 30 wasn’t so bad, but being 30 has kicked my ass.

I’ve been exhausted and found out I have some problems with an under-active thyroid. The docs are trying to regulate my meds but in the mean time, I’m still so tired I can barely function.

But the worst thing so far has been my recent fall. I have that old commercial stuck in my head all day. “I’ve fallen and I can’t get up…” We had just gotten home from Florida. I was running up and down the deck stairs in the rain unpacking our luggage when I slipped.  My feet fell out from under me and I fell right on my ass… on the corner of the stairs. I had a bruise for a few days but I’ve never felt so sore.

Now it’s been about three weeks and my tail bone hurts worse and worse everyday. WTF? It’s so bad that I can barely sit. My job requires me to sit at a computer all day. So this tail bone thing is not good. I am going to the doc today for my six week thyroid check so hopefully the doc will have some insight about the literal pain in my butt.

Momma Needs Some Wine…

Thank the Lord it’s Friday because I don’t think I could handle one more day here this week.

Still didn’t receive my overtime pay… If you follow Illinois politics and news, you would know that state employees are worried constantly about legislators balancing a budget and agreeing on a contract for state employees. Not only do we have to work our fingers to the bone, but we have to worry about our paycheck? Bullshit… Now I hear that the overtime I worked the last half of June probably won’t be paid to me until the end of September. Really? I don’t work overtime to “catch up on work” or because I am a dedicated state employee. I work overtime to pay my bills and make ends meet. So when the bureaucrats don’t release my check, my credit score suffers. I wish they cared about us as much as they say they do.

Not only that, but the people in charge in my building are expecting us to do more and more work without adding any hours to the day or money in the bank. Is that what the world is coming to? Let’s make the working class work even harder for the pennies we let them have while the “poor” people in line at public aid drive around in their Bentleys. That seems like a great idea.

Don’t get the wrong idea about me. I am so blessed to have a job to go to every morning. However, it is getting harder and harder to have that frame of mind when I feel like I am working for nothing.

(Sigh) Somebody please refill my wine glass…

Took my dog for his first walk since Doggie Boot Camp and he did awesome! Walked by two groups of people and didn’t bark! $800 well paid for. Hopefully he will be just as good this weekend at our fishing club. I am ready for a weekend of relaxing by the camper, fishing, and more wine.

To Whom This May Concern

Day four of blogging… Identify your audience. Who am I writing to? I think I have a problem of writing what I think everyone wants to hear rather than appealing to an audience. In truth, I would love for everyone in the world to be completely enthralled with my life but as my mother often told me as a child, “The world does not revolve around you, Tara.”

My life is centered around my fiance and our family, crocheting, and trying to reverse heart disease and diabetes damage to our bodies. I want my readers to see my crochet projects and either want to purchase them or want to learn how to do it on their own. I want to inspire people to take control of their health; be with us on our ups and downs. Being healthy is a roller coaster and sometimes you need to experience the lows to appreciate the highs.

I see that blogging isn’t as easy as writing in a diary was at 12. But I’m learning, and hopefully I’ll snag a few followers along the way.

Who Am I and Where Is My Mother? – Day One

My name is Tara. I am 30 years old and completely lost in this game on life. I live with my fiancé, his daughter that I’ve nicknamed Bug, and our zoo of animals. I work for the state government. I drive a minivan. And I’m obsessed with anything crochet.

I signed up for Blogging 101 in hopes to become a better writer and blogger. So far all I have done is use WordPress as a diary. I’ve discovered I like eating mostly vegetarian and would like to inspire others to be healthy. I will not preach my beliefs about food or religion and I do not judge. Each person should make decisions for themselves. Don’t worry about what Jim Bob is doing down the street. He is probably just as lost as you are.

I have pretty awesome parents and a wonderful grandma. They are my rocks and although it probably doesn’t seem like it, they are my world.

It’s pretty hard to introduce myself when I don’t know who I am. Those are the facts. Come join me in figuring out my life and hopefully grab a laugh along the way.