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Monday, December 31, 2012

Paying It Forward

I lead a very blessed life.  Don't worry, I'm not going to get all preachy on you, but you need to know that I'm one lucky S.O.B. 

Things always work out for me. 

A -- L -- W -- A -- Y -- S.

Opportunities present themselves, the right people come into my life, and even when I have to face adversity, it is never EVER as bad as it could be.

I don't know why this is, but I'm so very grateful.

Recently, my family faced some rather large challenges.  While I never lost faith that things would turn out all right in the end, they did weigh on me. 

But soon, our challenges began to unravel themselves like they always do.  I spoke with wonderful, caring people who (without my asking them) bent the rules just enough to get us where we needed to be.

In the midst of all this, I received a gift from someone I barely know – and someone who had no idea what I was going through. 

It was just a simple bottle of hand lotion, but the surprise of receiving it at just the right time brought me to tears.

As I marveled over the kindness of strangers, I decided to pay it forward, in a big way. 

And so for 2013 I will perform one random act of kindness each week – and I will document my progress here, and invite you to join me and share your stories, too.  I've got some great things planned, and can't wait for the calendar to tick over so I can get started!


Monday, December 24, 2012

Mock Me Monday

Just a quickie this week - Christmas is on our doorstep and I'm recovering from carpal tunnel surgery last week.  


Yeah, sorry about that.  

The Mockable Moment is from the first night after my surgery.  It took about 60 hours for the numbing medicine to wear off, and it was the weirdest thing!  To memorialize the event, I shot a video of me trying to pick up a pencil...

If I closed my eyes I couldn't tell if I had it in my hand or not - my fingers were completely dead.  And if that's not mockable enough, my instructions were to bend my fingers regularly. I dutifully did, every few minutes raising and lowering one finger at a time...only one got caught in my splint and I freaked that I couldn't move it until I looked to see why.


Monday, December 17, 2012

Did you know...

Life is hectic around these parts (thus the lack of a Mock Me Moment today), but I'll make it up to you by sharing my newest discovery. 

(sorry guys, this will probably bore you)

Did you know you can make your own nail polish?

Yup.  I didn't believe it until I tried it.

We got our supplies at the dollar store - three bottles of clear nail polish and one packet of five eye shadows.  Here's what you do:

1. Empty a little nail polish out - maybe 1/8th of an inch?  Just a smidge.  I poured it into a nearly empty bottle of (older) clear polish.
2. Scrape eye shadow out of container - break up any clumps
3. Make a paper funnel and insert it into top of nail polish bottle
4. Tap the funnel to get all the eye shadow inside the bottle
5. Put brush/lid back on and shake, shake, shake.
6. Did I say shake?  Yeah, do it again.

Ta Da!  You now have a beautiful new shade of nail polish.  Is that the coolest thing ever or what?

Saturday, December 15, 2012

Blows my mind...

Check this REFRIGERATOR out:

I can't understand how this is possible - soooooo weird.

Thursday, December 13, 2012

Had to Share...

Fun in the Rocho Household (I'm the one with the earrings... )

Monday, December 10, 2012

Mock Me Monday - My Feet

You don't know this about me, and frankly you probably don't WANT to know, but I have really really dry, cracked feet.  I could blame it on genetics - my mom had the same thing - but really, it's probably because I run around barefoot most of the time and am too embarrassed to get a professional pedicure.

Recently I found a "miracle cure" online and after expanding my search and finding soooo many people who all swore that this goofy cureall WORKED, I decided to give it a try.

Here, for the sake of science is a picture of my foot before.  This by itself is mockable.  I'm cringing inwardly at posting this.  My naked feet have never been publicized before.  Ack.

So, the magic formula is equal parts water and Listerine (others swore you could use off-brand mouthwash, so I did) and shaving cream.

So you mix equal parts water and mouthwash (I did a cup each), soak a towel in the mixture.  Meanwhile, coat your feet with shaving cream and then wrap your foot up with the soaked towel and wait for 30 minutes.  At the end of 30 minutes, you use the towel to slough off the dead skin from your feet.

Here are a few action shots just to prove I really went through the motions...

Off camera, I not only rubbed my feet with the towel, I also used a pumice stone AND added a thick foot lotion afterward...and here's the final result:

Better, but NOT what I expected.  I get better results with olive oil and salt to moisturize and exfoliate.

So there you have it, I fell victim to a snake oil treatment and would advise the rest of you not to bother with this one.  It's messy and kinda stupid.

Monday, December 3, 2012

How I Gave Myself A Black Eye

Back in the day, I had trouble grasping the concept of irony, symbolism, and any of the other literary mechanisms teachers wanted us to identify.  I hated ruining a perfectly good story by having to analyze it within an inch of its life.  I wanted to read for fun, not dig for metaphors, themes, and all that other nonsense.  

But I digress.

My point is that while irony eluded me in the early days, I caught on eventually because irony has a way of hunting me down and making me take notice.
For example, I recently had the responsibility of ordering & hanging safety signs for the office.  Some pointed to the nearest exit, some showed the way to the storm shelter and some directed visitors to the nearest restroom (bathroom emergencies are every bit as important and weather emergencies!).  Easy, right?
It should have been.  Except where's the story in that?  I peeled the paper backing off the double stick tape on the Storm Shelter sign and stuck it to the wall. I threw the paper in the garbage right around the corner and missed the can so I bent over to pick it up but when I stood up I whacked my head on a cabinet hanging on the wall.  

What's so ironic about that?  I bonked my head on the first aid kit while hanging safety signs.  Hit it so hard I had a HUGE bump - and had a black eye the next day. Luckily it was gone by Monday, so I didn't have to admit to my embarrassing lack of coordination to anyone.