From The Mouth Of Babes

… Or almost 29 year old son-shines

Me: $@@!!$$&@@&@$$$&&

Pony: Mom for stuff like this … where what she tells you really doesn’t matter, just believe her.  Don’t poke around trying to prove your suspicions.  You’ll be happier. Trust me. 

I know in my heart of hearts he is right.  This most recent doubt was the Texas mug from Starbucks.  She claimed a gift, I’m sure she bought it, with money she really doesn’t have.  Big scheme how makes no difference. My mind spins.  If she lies about something little then she’s got a secret life and she’s in a house of cards, liar about all. 

Me: it’s not about the cup.  Her actions are indicative of more disturbing behavior.  

Pony:  mom really sometimes a cup is just a cup.  Let it go.

He’s such a good kid.  He makes me smile.  I give credit to my dad.  He was such a huge influence on Pony as a child.  Poor Lulu was stuck with only me.  The guilt can really suck!  Letting go! Always letting go.  


As always, more to come.

Healthy living

Best advice is to stay quite about them. That’s what works for me.


via Daily Prompt

Hello people here’s a little motivation to get you started while I eat a cupcake 

  • A healthy lifestyle not only changes your body it changes your mind and mood

  • love yourself enough to live a healthy Lifestyle

  • Being healthy and fit isn‚Äôt a fad or trend it‚Äôs a Lifestyle

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May is Mental Health Awareness Month ‚Äď Mental Health Post a Day in May ‚Äď May 7th

Sharing more valuable info.

My Loud Whispers of Hope

Anxiety Disorders

Anxiety disorders are the most common mental illness in the U.S., affecting 40 million adults in the United States age 18 and older, or 18% of the population. (Source: National Institute of Mental Health)

  • Anxiety disorders are highly treatable, yet only about one-third of those suffering receive treatment.
  • Anxiety disorders cost the U.S. more than $42 billion a year, almost one-third of the country‚Äôs $148 billion total mental health bill, according to ‚ÄúThe Economic Burden of Anxiety Disorders,‚ÄĚ a study commissioned by ADAA (The Journal of Clinical Psychiatry, 60(7), July 1999).
    • More than $22.84 billion of those costs are associated with the repeated use of health care services; people with anxiety disorders seek relief for symptoms that mimic physical illnesses.
  • People with an anxiety disorder are three to five times more likely to go to the doctor and six times more likely to be hospitalized‚Ķ

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What Does More in My Own Backyard And SNL Girlie Men Have To Do With May Mental Health Awareness Month?

This post falls under confessions.  I feel I have failed and I want a do over.  Since that is not possible, I am going to start from now and go fucking forward.  Ya!  I said it!  This is why I saved all my F words :).  To use now when I blog.  I am pissed as sH!t and I am not going to take it anymore!!!

No¬†wait! ¬†I am not really pissed. ¬†I am pumped up. ¬†Hans &¬†Franz style pumped up!! Kevin Nealon and Dana Carvey girlie men¬†“pump YOU¬†up”. ¬†¬† Go back¬†and check out the link. ¬†Go ahead. ¬†I’ll wait :).

Done? ¬†Okay, moving right along. ¬†I will save my “not going to take it anymore” for something more worthy of that ire. ¬†This is not a rant. ¬†This is an “I’m damn tired of feeling low and blaming everyone else for my life choices” kind of post. ¬†This is a “you can’t go back and dwelling on the past is getting you nowhere” kind of post. This is a “quit being jealous of others for you know not what their lives are like behind the Facebook/Fauxbook mask” kind of post.

It all started when Laura M. posted the following to Facebook:

The South Salado Creek Greenway¬†/ Covington Park / Comanche Park to South Side Lions Park ( Pecan Valley Park) Never would have thought – “back in the day” the City would have made this possible! It’s Really Nice!

The city has¬†revitalized these parks and they are now open for business. ¬†There are trails, fishing, etc… ¬†It got me thinking that over the summer, I must take advantage of what is in my own backyard.

Now the confession part … as a mother one of my failures was letting my kids lead a sedentary life style. ¬†Not so much with Pony who played baseball and was a ball of energy, riding his bike all over the place. ¬†He was never really one to¬†sit still. ¬†However, 9.5 years later when Lulu came along, I was tired. ¬†We almost signed her up for soccer once but¬†Billy talked her out of it. ¬†She played a single year of softball. ¬†From ages 3-8 she attended dance classes.

A typical weekend was to sit and watch TV.  Check!  Eat fast food drive through garbage. Check! Become activity adverse. Check!  And I was queen of excuses too.  In all fairness, I was more than likely clinically depressed.  And since May is mental health awareness month, I am airing my laundry.  Notice I did NOT say dirty laundry.  Simple laundry that needs some open air drying.  Silence = stigma!  And I am done with keeping my mouth shut.  Judge me if you will mo-fos.  But I am over it.  I am proud to have persevered through the mind fuck of mental illness.

Let’s not talk about pre-existing conditions here other than to say I guess I have one. ¬†That topic is for another post. ¬†For now, let’s aim the spotlight on mental health to show NO ONE is immume. ¬†Everyone knows someone who has been affected. ¬†The statistics are staggering. ¬†Just check out¬†myloudbipolarwhispers¬†blog for daily stats posted throughout the month of May.

I realize this post has taken on a rant like quality despite my best intentions.  Therefore, I will bring us around to a more positive end.  I am pumped up.  I have HOPE (Hope is a fickle bitch) but she is still a friend.  After a really bad night,  I needed to clear my mind and open my soul.  Billy Bob took me on a walk to help me along.  We went to the new Salado Creek Greenway starting at (our old stomping grounds) aka Southside Lions Park.  I am even more tired than I was yesterday but I am a good tired.  I am back to center.  Namaste.

As always, more to come.

Divine Intervention 

The following is still as applicable now as it was 6 years ago to the day when I first posted it on FB.  

My worries of today are different than they were back then.  I never could have imagined the struggles I would have with Lulu.   Somehow things were easier back then but that also might be how hindsight tricks us.  I yearn for a day when I fully accept that what I’m going through at the moment is neither good or bad; it just is what it is.   

I am trying to corral my worry into something productive. Yet as I sit here, all I see is bleak.  The feeling of being robbed of peace is just the same.  Worry – you’re a salty bitch!  

Oh how I needed this gentle reminder.  ‚̧ԳŹ

May 7, 2011.  Driving the cemetery circuit.  On the way to Concrete to visit my Mamaw.  Sign in front of Immanuael Lutheran Church on FM 775. 

“Worry does nothing for tomorrow’s woes but it takes away today’s PEACE”

I needed to see that … maybe some divine intervention? ūüôā

As always more to come