Happy New Year!

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Happy New Year! I feel like we haven’t talked in so long! How’ve you been? How was your Christmas? Now that the hustle and bustle of the holidays are over, its time to start thinking about how you are going to make 2018 YOUR YEAR! Any plans? Don’t know where to start? Don’t worry, I’ve got chu.

I’ve posted about this before, but I’ll do a little recap on how I like to do my resolutions list.

Write out “2018” vertically on a sheet of paper. Then, for the number two, write the two best things that happened in 2017. For the zero, jot down a habit you’d like to break in the new year. The one is for your one wish for 2018 (i.e., health, stability, find love, etc.) and the eight is where you list eight goals you’d like to accomplish over the next twelve months. Need help coming up with ideas? Here’s my list to help you get started!

 

2—The Two Best Things That Happened This Year

 

Adding to My Friends List

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No, I don’t mean on Facebook. I’m talking about real life, yo. This year I’ve really got to know some awesome ladies and have become super close with. It’s just nice to have some gal pals you can commiserate with, laugh with, and swap stories with who totally “get you”.

 

Teaching KidFit

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Last year was my first year teaching at my church’s Mother’s Day Out program. I enjoyed working with the Littles I taught but this year, instead of working in a classroom with the same kids all day, my co-teacher and I decided to shake things up and teach “KidFit” (basically P.E.). It’s so much fun! We get to see all age groups of kids AND we get paid to PLAY. How awesome it that?!

 

 

0–Something You Want to Stop in the New Year

 

Getting Unnecessarily Stressed Out

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Ugh. I do this so much. Something trivial will happen, I’ll freak out, and then later I’ll think: “Wow that really wasn’t a big deal. And now that I’ve had time to think about it, I’m super embarrassed about how I handled it.” This happens to me frequently throughout the day. I want to be more relaxed—especially about stuff that doesn’t really matter—because I think that will add to my (and everyone around me) quality of life. *takes deep, cleansing breath*

 

1—My One Wish for 2018

 

Health

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Last year I saw so many people I know and care for come down with terrible sicknesses and diagnoses. My wish for the New Year is health—for me, my family, my friends, and acquaintances.

 

8—Eight Goals for the New Year

 

Get Down to Pre-Huff the Tot Weight

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This has pretty much been a goal since I gave birth to HtT…four years ago.

 

Find a Literary Agent

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Again, this has been a goal of mine for YEARS. Last year, I may have sat down to work on my book and find an agent ONCE. O-N-C-E. I really want to become a published author with a literary agent, so I’ve got to actually TRY.

 

Practice Banjo Everyday

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For our anniversary last year, Huff the Hubs got me a banjo! I’m super excited about learning and I’ve been doing lessons now for about three months. As you can imagine, it’s hard to accomplish anything when you’ve got two little ankle biters running amok, so my practice times have been few and far between (especially with the holidays). But, it’s the time for resolutions and I’m ready to stick to this one!

 

Be Consistent with Tot School

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I’m prayerfully considering homeschool my turkeys. For many reasons, of which I won’t bore you with now. I have basically two years to decide whether or not it will be the avenue our family will take, so I’m trying to get a glimpse of what it would be like by creating—and sticking to—lesson plans for Tot School. This is a BIG goal of mine for 2018!

 

Wake Before the Kids

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This is a constant goal. I want to wake before the kids so I can workout, shower, read a devotional, eat breakfast, and pretty much get my head in the game before, as Huff the Hubs calls it, “The Krakens awaken”, ha!

 

Read One Book a Month

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Last year I read two books. TWO. FREAKING. BOOKS. That’s it. My sister has read NINE in the past two weeks. Yeah. If I want to be a better writer, I’ve got to be a better reader. This means I need to read so I can learn from other writers I enjoy (and even some I dislike)!

 

Blog Consistently

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The holidays really threw off my groove. I felt like I was doing okay with blogging and then bam! Thanksgiving hit and it was all downhill. I want to blog more consistently; even if folks don’t read what I post, it’s a great outlet for me!

 

Save More Money

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When Christmas came around, I sadly saw my checking account was not as plentiful as I had hoped. Why? Because, Target Dollar Spot. And Chick-Fil-A. And Starbucks’ cake pops. And Chick-Fil-A. And Chick-Fil-A. (Seeing a pattern?) I’ve made up a personal savings plan for myself (I even made a spreadsheet in Excel, woot!) and I intend to make it rain…in the safety of my account.

 

What about you? What are your resolutions? Share in the comments below!

Writer Wednesday

Writer Wednesday

Hey y’all!

Its been a while since I’ve done a Writer Wednesday. I know you’re all clamoring for it. My inbox is practically FULL of requests from followers simply begging me to regale them with some of my awesome writing.

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While scrolling through Pinterest (or was it Facebook? Ugh, I don’t remember…) I saw this and thought it would be a great WW prompt!

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Here’s what I came up with:

 

She sneezed applying mascara. 

 

Ha! Okay, okay, that wasn’t the real one. But every girl can totally relate, right?

 

He never returned again. 

 

What would your sad story say? Its a lot tougher than it looks! Tell me in the comments below!

Writer Wednesday

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Here’s today’s prompt:

Your character is being followed. 

 

The street was empty except for him. It was cold out; he turned the collar of his coat up to block out the freezing wind. He blew a puff of hot breath into his cupped hands as he waited for the crosswalk signal. That’s when he heard it.

A soft pat, pat behind him made his heart drop.

He didn’t turn to see who it was. Probably nothing, he thought. Still, he crossed the street with haste and picked up his pace.

The sound followed him and picked up speed. He quickly turned a corner and hid in the shadows. He waited for the figure to pass, but it never did. He stood for what felt like an eternity.

I must be going mad. Look smart now, he told himself.

He continued on his way home. He saw the walk-up brownstone just down the block.

As he walked leisurely, he started to feel silly. That is, until he heard the steps again. This time, it sounded as though someone else had joined. Throwing caution to the wind, he sprinted as fast as he could to his front door. He fumbled with his keys as the pounding of the feet grew louder. They were closing in as he finally heard the lock click. He fell inside and slammed the door behind him, sliding every lock into place.

He steadied his breath and looked out the peephole. He needed to be able to describe his assailants when he called the police. He peered out the hole and saw no one.

Laughing to himself, he went to the kitchen and poured himself a drink. He walked up the stairs to his bedroom, unaware of the two cats that had cuddled up on his porch.

 

 

 

Writer Wednesday

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Happy Hump Day, writers!

Here’s today’s prompt:

What was an irrational fear you had as a child?

 

When I was a kid, one of my besties, Lisa, had a YMCA pass. She spent days with her grandma because her mother worked, so her grandma would take us to swim at the pool. I had never been to an indoor pool before this (most of the time I swam in my backyard or at the neighborhood outdoor pool) and was actually a little nervous.

After splashing around for a bit, a boy (a few years older than us) swam over to where Lisa and I were pretending to be mermaids (because, Ariel). “See that over there?” he asked, pointing to a grate at the bottom of the pool that I hadn’t noticed until then. “That’s where they let the sharks in when kids aren’t swimming.”

My heart dropped. Holy freaking crap, where did Lisa bring me?! I was going to get eaten by a shark and I’d never get to see what became of my beloved JTT on this season’s Home Improvement!

I immediately swam to the shallow end–far away from the death trap–and refused to move. What if the grate opened up and started chewing children left and right?! What if this was all a ruse and we weren’t really here to enjoy ourselves, but helpless pawns in the YMCA’s plan to feed their sea devils?

It wasn’t until I was in fifth or sixth grade that I started to realize sharks don’t live in public pools. Seriously. I blame that brat kid that fed me that terrifying lie for my aversion to sea animals. Makes me feel better about peeing in the pool he swam in. I hope he got a mouthful of my reconstituted Hawaiian Punch. Jerk.

 

 

 

What about you? What was an irrational fear you had as a kid?

Writer Wednesday

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Hey guys! Here is today’s prompt:

Give us the first sentence of these stories:

1. You’re walking down a quiet street and you notice a body lying in the gutter. You don’t know if the person is dead or alive.

2. You come across that same motionless body—and you notice a wallet sticking out from under it.

3. Now it’s a gun sticking out.

 

1. I picked up a stick and poked him, careful not to damage his Uncle Sam costume.

 

2. I gently pulled the wallet out from under him and took out the license, careful to not get blood on my hands.

 

3. I screamed, grabbed my phone, and dialed 911 while shouting, “The naked man is armed!”.

 

What would your sentences be? Got a prompt you’d like to see used on WW? Share in the comments below!

Writer Wednesday

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It’s the middle of the week and you know what that means: its Writer Wednesday!

Here’s today’s prompt:

Write the opening line of your solo show.
A genie grants you three tiny wishes. What are they?
What the person nearest you at this very second is really thinking about.

 

Opening line:

“Welcome to an hour and half of your life you will never get back.”

 

Tiny Wishes:

  1. I magically go back to my best fitness level ever after I give birth.
  2. Every time I go to buy something, I’ll reach in my pocket and pull out the exact amount I need (and I won’t have to be taxed/claim it on my taxes).
  3. The house next door to my sister becomes available and we get to buy it and its move-in ready.

 

What The Person is Thinking:

“I am so done. I hate this. I don’t want to be doing this. OMG, its only been fifteen minutes?!”  ~ My Sister on The Elliptical

 

What about you? What would yours be?