Realizing my life was spiraling out of control at the end of 2013, I decided to put on my big girl panties and make a change. I needed to be happy and healthy to raise my daughter and enjoy life, but I wasn’t. I was a wreck from depression, stress and anxiety, self loathing and pity. Things had to change and only I had to the control to do it. So I am…
The 365 day project is something I began on Facebook January 1st, 2014. A personal journey to improving my life as a whole through, spirituality, food, family and friends, laughter and the telling of secrets. Now though I am taking my project from Facebook, to the better suited format of a Blog.
Project 1 – 365 Days of My
Memories are cherished things and children do grow up so quickly. My daughter started school in September and now comes home talking about the boy she loves and is going to marry. So I have started to take a daily picture of her and post them to Instagram. It’s amazing to watch my mini-me grow up; but as a mother I wish sometimes, I could just stop the clock and hold my little baby.
(Top) Day 3: Making soup at Granny’s house. (Center) Day 9: Grumpy Puss (Bottom) Day 22: Scream, we’re taking a picture.
Project Two: 365 Days of Truth, Confessions of a Mad Woman
I put a challenge on myself this year to only speak in truth, not only to others but to myself. We all hide secrets, things we think are embarrassing or if you share, people will think you’re nuts. Well on January the first, I flung my closet of secrets wide open and started throwing out my skeletons… on Facebook. It is terrifying to bear your ‘soul’ to (171) folk around you, and yet so liberating all at the same time.
So, Why am I doing it? Because admitting my fears, anxieties, dislikes and embarrassing moments is freeing. It helps me to release the ‘negative’ aspects in my life through little A-HA! moments. From the silly to the cathartic… I am talking about it all.
365 days of Truth
Confessions of a Mad Woman
‘I am terrified of confrontation and speaking up for myself or in defense of my opinions. I find I get used and walked on because, I will not speak out when something bothers me. I really hate this about myself.’
‘I envy larger women who are comfortable and accepting of their bodies. I hate my body on the best of days. I have battled eating disorders, starving myself for weeks, fad diets… have no mirrors that show my lower half at all. I accept that I will never be able to accept ‘big is beautiful’ for myself. Instead I am now working to healthily shrink the skin I am in. Telling big people to love or accept themselves for who they are… Does not help. If someone is unhappy in their body, they won’t be happy with it until they are able to change it‘
‘I was just freshly 17, it was New Years eve, and we had gone to Hull to celebrate. DJ L. was blasting out some great music of the times, Skinny Puppy, Front 242, O Fortuna… It was a good night. I kept bumping into this pretty cute guy, in the line at the bar, line to the washrooms, watching our friends coats as they were on the dance floor. He had been wearing a Dead Kennedy’s shirt, one of my favourite bands. So we had started talking about the punk and industrial music scenes, then about ourselves. He was from Poland, only here to visit family, loved punk more then the industrial, and was also in the bar illegally. Well as Midnight moved closer, we could no longer hear what each other was saying, so he went to find his family and I went to join my friends on the dance floor. Just as Midnight was about to strike, I went over to get I think my cigarettes from my purse. Then the countdown started, 5… I got a crazy idea. 4… I downed the last of my beer for courage. 3… Breath check. 2… Nerves, backing out. 1… No time like the present. At 12am, I kissed this boy whose name I didn’t even know… at 12:03am he finished kissing me. It was one of the most passionate kisses I have ever experienced, I was weak in the knees. We both just looked at each other for a moment. Smiled and went our separate ways. We never even knew each others names. We didn’t see each other again, I assume he went back to Poland and settled… But to me he will always be the boy I shared a passionate moment with on my 17th birthday.‘
Project Three – 365 Days of Healthy Living
I have been doing a lot of research into healthy eating can help with conditions such as chronic pain, depression, autism and stress and anxiety. I have all of these, and due to prolonged use of medications many now are just not effective without larger dosages. Remember that whole I want to enjoy life, well you can’t when you’re walking around like a drooling zombie.
Now I am not advocating this over medicines. Although for myself I have noticed since I began eating a modified Paleo/Autism diet my stress and anxiety is more manageable, my aches and pains from depression are fading and less and less noticeable each day, I have more energy and am all around a much happier person. The weight loss is just gravy on top of all this honestly.
It has also helped my daughter and my relationship to not be doing the delivery anymore. At four my daughter loves to cook, so do I. So each night we make supper together creating a new special family time away from technology, to just talk and giggle about things in her day.
The Following recipe is a favourite in our house, and has replaced the traditional baked potato. We get creative with our avocados now all thanks to the inspiration of the Baked Eggacado!
Yield: Serves 2 to 3
Prep Time: 10 minutes
Cook Time: 15 to 18 minutes
3 large ripe avocados
3 large eggs
Red Pepper Flakes
White Cheddar Cheese
Preheat oven to 425 degrees.
Spray a baking sheet with non-stick cooking spray. Take avocado and cut in half and remove pit. Drizzle a little bit of lemon juice on top to keep it from turning brown. On the bottom of the skin side, slice a little off the skin so the avocado lays flat. Do this to all of the avocados. After you’re done, whisk eggs in a small bowl. Spoon some of the whisked egg into the well of the avocado (it doesn’t take very much so be careful not to overfill). Garnish the tops with whatever your heart desires – cumin, cheese, red pepper flakes, etc.
Place the eggocados onto the baking sheet. Bake for about 15 to 18 minutes or until the egg looks completely cooked through. Enjoy!
This Recipe can be found at: http://www.climbinggriermountain.com/2013/04/foodie-fridays-baked-eggocado.html
Also as a last warning, I like to laugh. Be prepared for T-Rex shaming…