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Laundry, Donuts, & Dish Towels!

Book news. I am creeping up on 45,000 words. Just a couple hundred away. I’m about to sit down and add some more! 😘

I also need to do a load of laundry, which I’m about to toss in the wash. And it wouldn’t hurt for me to wash the dishes in the sink. It’s not a lot, but still… Who wants to do such a thing with their time? Certainly not me!

It has rained all day, and I spent the majority of my time being lazy. I might as well give the next few hours some real effort.

I intended to do blog posts Tuesdays, Thursdays, & Saturdays. But, alas, this week I did not plan well & instead did Wednesday, Friday, & today… (Sunday.) 😂 I’ll try to stay on schedule next week! 👍

What else? Hmmmm.

Oh, I’ve been rewatching Smallville in my spare time, so that’s been fun. I also managed to drag my husband to the grocery store with me today. (Rare feat that that is! 😘)

I bought mini, raspberry glazed donuts… Yum! & laundry detergent… Ya know, so I could do that laundry I mentioned. And because when you’re an adult, buying things for your house is exciting, I bought some new dish towels because I plan to replace the old ones I have. How exciting, right? (Seriously, I’m excited. This is not sarcasm! 😂 I have new dish towels & I like it!)

Anyway, I think I’ll flip the switch on the wax warmer, get the laundry going, and get some writing done now.

See ya! Heather! ❤️

It’s The End Of The World… Sort Of.

Sometimes I have these wild, vivid dreams. They’re totally out in left field, with a movie-like quality. They’re also wildly entertaining.

Here’s one from the other night…

It was the end of the world. Or something like that. Some catastrophic event that killed millions of people and sent the rest of us fleeing for our lives. The sky looked like it was burning. A pink haze hung in the air. No idea what had happened. But I ended up with a group of people, several of which in that party I didn’t trust. And I had good reason, apparently. Because the middle-aged, balding, short, stout man in charge was sneaking off to the Krystal’s down the street somewhere, stealing all the little burgers for himself, refusing to share any with the rest of us! He was also wearing his Krystal’s work shirt. He was manager or something like that. He was hiding them in a fridge in an old barn. Him and some accomplice. Anyway, we made him share. It was that or he was on his own. He chose sharing, of course.

Then we set off on foot through a jungle. Now why there was a Krystal’s near a jungle… I do not know! Dream Heather can’t explain any of that. Anyway, fast forward, we’re in a tree house of some sort, staring out at the the weird, pink, scary sky, and somehow, no idea how, I had a daughter. A little blonde-haired girl who wouldn’t let go of me. Now I didn’t have a daughter when the Krystal fiasco went down, so I don’t know how that came to be. Maybe I had her stashed away somewhere. I don’t know. But she was there and she was mine.

Then this gorgeous, dark haired, muscled, greek-like God of a man, with no shirt on, came up in the tree house… And looked right at me. Uh-oh.

With panther-like precision he made his way over to us. Me and my daughter. His name was Gabriel and he turned out to be her father!! 😯 (Dream Heather and reality Heather collided here, cause I thought, don’t I have a husband somewhere, and looked out over the railing of the treehouse. I decided he must not exist here and turned back to my handsome dream man. — Don’t judge me. He was dream Heather’s baby daddy after all! 😂)

Then we all argued, the whole party, about which way to go, before deciding to split up. We decended the stairs of the tree house and went out into the pink, foggy forest…..

And then I woke up!

I don’t know where these things come from. 😂 But they are entertaining to say the least.

Heather! ❤️

A Cozy Day At Home!

It’s a cold, rainy, dreary day here along the coast of Georgia. I’m curled up on the couch with a blanket, wearing my jammies and fuzzy socks. The dog is curled up napping on the other couch. I lit some candles. I’m watching impeachment proceedings. (Well, actually, I’m typing this while people stand around chatting with each other on the senate floor.) Thrilling life, ammiright? — (Ordinarily I wouldn’t even mention the trial, because I don’t go anywhere near politics online. But I wanted to set the scene for y’all.😊)

Anyway, I actually love days like this. I don’t like getting out in this weather, but when it rains all day, there’s a chill in the air, and I can spend the day curled up under warm blankets… it’s so… I don’t know, therapeutic in a way. Crazy as that may sound.

So this has been my day. It’s been nice.

I think I’m going to make homemade chili tonight. It’s five o’clock now. So I’ll probably start that soon.

Hope y’all had a great day, wherever it is that you are in the world, whatever it is that you did today. 😊

Heather! ❤️

Just Another Day …

Today, Tuesday (when I’m writing this), was a typical day in the life.

I worked, I did laundry, I cleaned the kitchen, I watched a little bit of tv, and that literally sums it up.

To add to that, I brought the plants in, so they don’t get frosted on. I put out more birdseed. Even opened up a window so the dog could watch the birds and squirrels outside. She loves that. ❤️

That’s literally it. I didn’t workout or cook anything. It was an off day for exercise, I had leftover enchiladas for lunch (that I made last night) and we had takeout for dinner.

All in all, it was a good day. See y’all later!

Heather. ❤️

Betrayed By My Shampoo!!

I tried a fancy shampoo. Okay, by fancy I mean I paid like $5 more than I normally do for shampoo. 😂 But still, I went out on a limb here.

If you want to know how poor this decision ended up being… Keep reading…

I want to preface this by saying I have naturally oily hair. Like, I have to wash my hair everyday or it’s icky and oily. Long as I wash it every 24 or so hours, it looks good and there aren’t any problems. (Except if I were a character in a dystopian novel! Then there would be problems. Those people run around without showering for days. What do the naturally oily haired people do?! It’s literally something I ponder every time I read one. They just run around looking nasty while saving the world? Ain’t read one yet where the characters were described as anything but attractive and looking nice….dirty, but nice. Soooo… where’s my oily headed folks?! We matter too! 😂)

I’m going to get back on topic now… (I apologize. 😁)

Day 1: I got this new shampoo, it smelled really good, I was excited. I used it and noticed my hair seemed kinda soft, felt kinda nice. I was like, okay, this isn’t bad. — I didn’t quite love it, though. I kind of got the impression it was on the verge of feeling oily, but not quite.

Day 2: I committed to giving it a real try, so I used it the next day. It was definitely oily. Immediately after blow drying my hair I could see and feel the oil in it. Nothing crazy, but noticable to me. — This was not a good sign.

Day 3: I used a teeny tiny amount, thinking, okay maybe it’s just too much of a good thing. …… No. Even more oily. Like I washed and dried my hair and then threw it up in a messy bun cause it was too oily for wearing down. (I was around the house, so no one was seeing this awful hair. 😂)

Day 4: I paid five extra dollars. I’m determined to use it. The entire bottle. No matter what. 😂 So I used a teeny tiny amount again. Teeny tiny. — Oily again. Even worse than before. — By this point I’m starting to weaken. But not quite enough yet….

Day 5: Contemplated using the little bit of the Aussie shampoo I had left when I bought the new one. Decided not to. I paid an extra $5 after all. This was serious! Well, by this time I’d figured out the shampoo was leaving extra product in my hair, likely as a way of moisturizing or adding oil for people who need that sort of thing. (Which is most assuredly not me!) — I got in the shower, washed my hair, and even while it was wet and had been throughly rinsed out, I could feel the oil. It felt gross and slimy. — But I was determined. (Stubborn’s more like it! 😂)

Day 5 continued: I thought about rewashing with the other shampoo before hopping out of the shower. But I did not. Instead, I soldiered on. Thirty minutes later, halfway through drying my hair, I was thoroughly disgusted. It was so oily it felt just plain nasty. I mean nasty! I touched it and even my hand felt greasy. Like I just showered and I felt dirty. — It was at that moment I lost the battle.

Day 5 moving right along: With my hair half dry, I grabbed the bottle of Aussie and washed my hair under the faucet in the bathtub, hoping it would strip all the product out of my hair. — Praise be to Jesus, because y’all, my hair is no longer oily! 😂

Let this be a lesson to you all… Every hair type needs something different, all shampoos are not created equally… And if you’re too stubborn, you may just end up with gross, icky hair for days. Sometimes it’s better to waste ten bucks and retain your sanity! 😂

Also, Mom, I know you’re reading this. I have some shampoo for you to try! Let’s hope you have better luck with it than I did. (& don’t let Dad use it, he’s the one that gave me this hair!) 😘

Heather! ❤️

Wild, Riveting Content…

I know you came here for the riveting content I consistently put out. Well, you’re in luck, have I got some for you!

My Saturday went like this… I woke up. Late. On purpose. What can I say? I like to sleep in. I watched tv. I whipped up some homemade peanut butter cookies. Wasted time on the internet. Let the dog out, then made her come back in because she was barking at the neighbors all rude-like. We taught her manners, she’s just… ya know… stubborn. I watched more tv. I worked out. I watched some YouTube videos. I made grits and eggs for dinner. Wasted a little more time on the internet. Then, and only then, did I pop open my computer to get some work done. That was two hours ago. So I’ve spent roughly two hours writing, while only eating one peanut butter cookie during that time, and taking only this one break right now, where I’m typing up this nice, fancy blog post.

Nice, huh?

If you’re disappointed, well, clearly you didn’t know this was what my riveting content consists of. I guess I could have tried to hype it a little. Tell you that I watched a documentary about a whole pirate island that sank to the bottom of the ocean! Or that our outdoor critters ate all the corn off their little corncobs today! That’s right, that happened. Oh, and if you want a really interesting tidbit, I washed the dishes after baking cookies instead of letting them sit in the sink! (gasp!!)

This, folks, is my glamours life. 😉

Now I’m going to do some more fascinating things… Like more work, take a shower, watch more tv, go to sleep. Stuff like that. 😘 — See y’all later!

Heather. ❤️

A Weight Loss Walk Down Memory Lane… ❤️

Ahoy Mateys!

I’m a little hyper. I just drank half a peanut butter milkshake. It was absolutely delicious, but y’all know that thing was slap full of sugar… and well, I’m not used to that kind of sugar intake anymore.

Don’t get it twisted, I still love sugar. I’d be lost without it. But in 2018 I lost 40 pounds and one of the things I quit was soda. I used to drink like three or four a day, no lie, I lived and breathed Coca-Cola.

But I cut them out, counted calories, and exercised daily. Over time I realized more than just my weight and appearance changed. I noticed a lot of sugar made me extremely hyper but gave me headaches and made me feel sick. I also noticed things like plain potato chips, which I’d happily eaten for ages, were too salty. I had to switch to lightly salted or no salt at all. I liked Mountain Dew before I lost weight, but when I tried it about a year after cutting it out, I decided it tasted much like what I would imagine windshield wiper fluid tastes like. 😂 It was amazing what quitting coke, and cutting out that much sugar did to my body and my taste buds.

I rarely drink my calories, but every now and again I snag a coke, a ginger ale, or a milkshake. Tonight, it was a peanut butter milkshake. I usually get one and share it with my husband. That calorie count is way too high for a single milkshake alone, so we split it.

2018 really did change my life. I’ll never forget it. I’m not just talking about weight loss, either. For those of you that don’t know, for exercise, I dance. I put on fast-paced worship music, and I dance. I move, and I keep moving. My whole world changed. Back then I exercised for an hour a day, and that hour belonged to God. (Now it’s more like 40 minutes, five days a week, but it still belongs to Him! 😘) I worked out and worshiped at the same time. It wasn’t just my body that went through changes. It was my mind, my mental state, my soul, my spirit. All of it. I could cry just thinking about what that did for me, my life, my relationships with the people around me, and my relationship with God.

It really was life changing.

Anyway, so as not to bore you guys any further, I’ll just share a couple before and after photos below, in memory of the year 2018. See y’all, Heather! ❤️

I took this one before I had even finished losing weight. I still had about 10 pounds to go. But I was so excited to see such a difference. ❤️
The photo on the left was when I was at my heaviest. Close to 165 lbs. These were taken a year apart. Christmas 2017 & Christmas 2018.
This I threw in because when my dad saw it he said, whoa, she looks like a different person. 😊 The photo on the left was taken as soon as I hit my weight loss goal, at the very end of June 2018. The one on the right was Summer 2016.
The one on the left was taken sometime in the fall of 2017. It popped up in my FB memories last year and stunned me. It still does. The right was March 2019. ❤️