Can someone please tell me what just happened? Where the hell did I just go?? A blur of a month…in pictures!

I was at a party last night when someone approached me and said, “you haven’t written a blog post since November 18th. What’s up?”

Wow. Not only did I not realize she read my blog, but that she read it regularly. And apparently enjoyed it enough to remember the last date I posted. The date! She didn’t say, “it’s been a month”, she gave me the exact date.

Yes, I am still feeling pretty smug about that.

I also didn’t realize so much time had passed.

So, what the hell have I been up to? I had to hit the iPhoto to see.  Let’s review the past month (since November 18th, to be exact!) and chat a little bit about the future. If there is one, seeing as though we’re going into 2012 and all…

Here’s the photo summary to get you caught up:

We went ice skating for the first time

Or tried to, anyway

We got a new pet. (Haha, no not really)

I got a promotion.  They didn’t take a picture of me when they gave it to me though.

So, here's a random picture of me looking happy...in the forest...

Tried to keep the Elf out of trouble. Barbie was just too tempting for him.

Took a train to Santa. Go figure that my daughter is the one who always smiles with her mouth wide open and does the bunny ears...

The kids saw snow for the first time

Took a quick trip back to Miraval to recharge.....it's a magical place!

And, of course, there was Christmas! I barely recognize them in this picture...They look so clean and well-behaved...

Now that we’re caught up, where ever shall 2012 take us?  Here’s my short list of resolutions so far:

• BLOG at least once a week!!!
• Spend more quality time with kids
• Lose that last damn 20 pounds.  I can’t keep blaming the kids.  They are too old.  It’s time to lose the weight, or find a friend with a baby I can walk around with.
• Rent a beach house this summer.
• Eat better.
• Exercise every day.
• Volunteer.
• Get my yoga teacher certification.
• Network.
• Take more photography classes.
• Make a new friend.
• Travel.
• Go sledding.
• Be more thoughtful.

Then, as my “stretch goals”, I added:

• Buy my dream house.
• Write a book.

Hey….why not?

Who else has some resolutions?  Maybe quit their job?  Start a new career?  Hmmmm….anyone???

Miraval: The Final Chapter. What You Have All Been Waiting For. Maggie, the Psychic.

Miraval, The Psychic, Maggie Garbarini.

So, it’s your last day….and it’s hard to wake up and get moving .  You know you have to leave this place before you’re ready, and there is not a single thing you can do about it.

My last time to ring the bell

Bummer.

So, what do you do on your last day?  How about visit a psychic to find out what you should do when you get home?  Made sense to me.

Maggie was coincidentally a visiting practitioner the same weekend I was at Mirval.  Although, I don’t really believe anything is a coincidence…I more think she was the Oracle and I was Neo.

Anyway, I had never been to a psychic.  Never wanted to.

But, with everything I was trying to change, I thought it might be good for a little guidance.  See what it’s like.  Why not?  I had actually run into her twice during that day.  So I announced at dinner:

“If I see her one more time tonight, I will schedule an appointment tomorrow”.

We walk out of dinner, and instead of turning left to go to my room, I turn right to go use the rest room.

BAM.  There she is.

I walk away, use the restroom.  Come out.

I bet she's just around this corner....

BAM.  There she is again.

Fine, Universe.  I hear you.  Don’t break any more of my bones.  I’m going.  I’m GOING.

Just give me your first available appointment tomorrow

I walk over to Guest Services and get an appointment for 8 a.m. the next morning.  I arranged it so that I was having breakfast with the girls immediately afterward, so I would be able to process with them.

Try to sleep.  Good freaking luck.

Freaky psychic stuff

Now, I have nothing to compare it to, but I liked her style, she used numerology and tarot cards.  And another set of cards that I have no idea what they are.  Some of the highlights of what she shared…that I’m willing to share, that is:

• Important dates for my would be February 4th and October 8th.
• I would be moving to the northwest or New Jersey.
• There was something to do with a boat in my future.
• I would need a passport for my oversea trip, probably to London.
• She nailed my kids’ personalities.  Sassy was the creative one who liked to save her pennies.  Tater was smart, a leader and would make a great lawyer.
• I will be a successful writer with a book published by the time I’m 45.
• Someone (a male) at my work would have a heart attack.
• Something at work would be “revealed” about a person, or something behind the scenes.
• She called my mid-life crisis “entering into my second half of life”.  I find that a bit more strengths-based.

Of note, she said something I found off (at the time).  Said she saw Tater with a paintbrush or marker or something in his hand.  I told her no, he’s not remotely interested in putting pen to paper.  It was probably a gun.  Everything to him is a gun.  But, she was insistent.  She saw him with some type of writing utensil in his hand.

Whatever.  It was a struggle just to get him to write his name at pre-school.

I recently took a bunch of pictures on my cell phone and uploaded them to my desktop today.  I had taken this picture of the Tater in his new cowboy boots.  Imagine my surprise when I saw this:

Don't know where he even got that pencil

I immediately started to think about how to take action on some of her revelations:

1) Clear out the clutter from the house.  Easier to pack.

2) Take a CPR refresher course and learn how to use the paddles at work.

3) Take a boating course.

4) Get recommendations on where to stay and what to see while in London.  Hey- it’s never too early to plan.

5) Get back to Miraval.  See Maggie again.

 

 

 

 

 

Preach it, Miraval!