I Will Not…….2018

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It is December 31st. I am sitting on my couch watching football. My husband sits across from me and my son is beside me. The older girls are out with friends. It’s bitter cold out so all the cats are in to keep warm. I have been on vacation all week so I have had little motivation and ate way too much, making me feel super fat. But I keep telling myself that it is ok because in 6 hours it will be a new year with new beginnings. (As I type this I am crushing an awesome PB&J.)New Years Resolution Quotes Funny New Year Resolutions Quotes – 1600×1600 Quotes Wallpaper

Are you like me when it comes to the start of the new year? Do you feel fresh and ready to conquer the world? Like a magical fairy waves her wand at the stroke of twelve and all the woes and troubles of 2017 disappear. If only it were that easy.

There are far far better things ahead than any we leave behind. – C.S. Lewis

When I wake up in the morning to the dawn of a new year I am still going to have debt to deal with. My good friend will still have cancer and take chemo.  I am still going to feel fat and miserable. The Broncos are still going to suck. I will still have to go back to work on Tuesday. My inbox will still be full of unanswered messages. And while I am eating cheeseballs, I will be thinking about joining the gym.

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I did a little research on the birth of New Year’s resolutions. And what I found on the History channel website was the Babylonians from back in the day would make promises in order to earn the favor of the gods. Things like paying off debts and giving back borrowed farm equipment.  Well, that sounds easy enough.  I have some Tupperware I need to return to a co-worker.

When we make resolutions we are just setting ourselves up to fail. I mean think about it, you make these promises to yourself to do ABC and XYZ or to stop this and that. It’s the same four resolutions you’ve made every year since 1998. And only 8 percent of us even keep our New Year’s resolutions anyway.

Although no one can go back and make a brand new start, anyone can start from now and make a brand new ending – Carl Bard

I normally make a list of things I want to change at the start of the year. I am 100 percent committed. It is going to be the best…year…ever! And by the end of the week, I have failed miserably. The year just started and it already sucks. I feel like a loser. I don’t want to feel that way this year. So I am going to try a little reverse psychology and instead of making a “Things I want to do in 2018” list, I am going to make a “Things I won’t do in 2018”.

2018 Will Not Do List:

  • I will not stress about what I eat.
  • I will not play HayDay all evening.
  • I will not worry if my son’s hair grows past his ears. (As long as he brushes it.)
  • I will not let Wheel of Fortune be more important than eating with my family at our dinner table.
  • Speaking of dinner, I will not forget to set out the hamburger to thaw.
  • I will not let negative people get in the way of my happiness.
  • I will not let the devil have any power in my life.
  • I will not check my email when I am not at work unless I have set a specific time to do so.
  • I will not hit snooze. Just kidding – yes I will.
  • I will not let spam emails overload my inbox.
  • I will not be bothered when the toilet paper roll is empty, dirty dishes are in the sink because someone was too lazy to take 5 minutes to unload the dishwasher, and the toothpaste that is caked on the side of the sink.
  • I will not forget to tell my family I love them.
  • I will not adopt any more cats. Rob, you’re welcome. 
  • I will not forget to pray in all circumstances.
  • I will not stop laughing.
  • I will not worry about things I can’t control.
  • I will not feel like crap when I don’t have anything to write about.
  • I will not be ashamed to be American.
  • I will not apologize for being a Christian.
  • I will not regret eating a packet of Oreo covered in Nutella.
  • I will not be too busy to donate blood or give back to my community.

 

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I don’t know if looking at New Year’s resolutions from this angle will make a difference or not, but it has to be better than what I have tried the last 15 years. And I really do plan on having an amazing year. I have this sense of calm and peace. I have never felt so excited yet laid back at the beginning of a new year.

I close with this last thought. You have 12 new chapters to write and 365 new opportunities to seize. Don’t get hung up on do’s and don’ts. It doesn’t matter if you make a traditional resolution promise to yourself or manipulate a “will not do” list like I did, go into 2018 with an open mind and grateful heart. Don’t stress about the things you have no control of. Laugh multiple times a day. Do what you say you are going to do. Don’t talk a big game and not follow through. Don’t put up with negative, hateful people that bring you down. Leave that crap in 2017. Do what makes you happy and stand up for your beliefs. Thank God every day for his blessings. Write your best story yet, in 2018.

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Four Years and Counting – Morning Mojo Anniversay

 

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Four years ago today, December 12, 2013, I started Morning Mojo. I was so excited to begin a journey in writing, jotting down my thoughts, sharing the Good News, and providing inspiration to others. I had some big plans for this blog. I was going to write every day and gain a huge following.  I had no idea of the journey God had in store for my family and me just three days after I started this blog.

I was going to write every day and gain a huge following.

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Mallorie walking in the Riverfest Parade with LLS in 2015

My next enter wasn’t until December 26, the day after Christmas. I wasn’t about Santa or what was under the tree. It was a very somber Christmas that year. On December 15th we found out our daughter had leukemia. I don’t want to spend a lot of time talking about her cancer. It sucked. All cancer sucks. I don’t care what type or the age, cancer…..sucks. But because of her illness, my writing was a lot less “mojo” and more about pain, hurt, and struggle. I even thought about changing the name to something else. I was in a writing dilemma. Instead of my blog having one voice, it shared many voices. If you would like to read the post from December 26th, you can do so here. I haven’t had the nerve to read it since the day I wrote it.

I read so many amazing posts on here that it can give you a writing complex.

Moving on to a little bit happier times, I have been a guest blogger a few times throughout the years. That was cool. I was so nervous. I read so many amazing posts on here that it can give you a writing complex.

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Logan’s football picture. Just posting it because I think he is cute. That is all.

One of my favorite posts was about my daughter, Madison, graduating from high school. I have written some pretty good post about God and his awesomeness. I have taken writing challenges. I love my Mini Mojo posts. I even completed a couple of WordPress classes.

I’ve become one hip grandma and adopted like a million cats.

In these past four years, I have been married to my best friend (we’ve been married like nine years. He reads my post, so I want to make sure he knows that I know how long we’ve been married.)

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WWE Live at Intrust Bank Arena.

Kids have graduated, learned to drive, and Logan started kindergarten and played football for the first time. Let me be clear, he didn’t play football in kindergarten. Kindergarten was three years ago. Football was this year. And he was good. (That whole football experience is a post in itself. Stay tuned.) I’ve become one hip grandma and adopted like a million cats. I got laid off for the first time and changed jobs twice. Oh, and I can’t forget that I have attended four WWE live shows. (Insert Ric Flair wahoo here.)

These past four years have been nothing like I had planned them to be. My writing might be scattered brained from time to time, and I go months without a post, but that is ok. Maybe that is what makes Morning Mojo unique. I mean I don’t even post in the mornings very often. I am looking forward to the next four years and where my writing takes me. Who knows, maybe I can start writing articles for WWE?

My writing might be scattered brained from time to time, and I go months without a post, but that is ok.

I guess you might be wondering about Mallorie’s outcome since December 15, 2013. She had many ups and downs. She got very sick, had multiple hospital stays and lost her hair twice. She has had some emotional issues along the way. But today she is a happy, healthy 15-year-old with curly hair. She had her last treatment in May 2016. All we do now is bi-monthly check-ups. It’s freaking great!

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Mallorie this summer.

Thank you for reading and following my blog. Here is to another four years.

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Me being a dork.

 

How I Start The Day – Dilly Dilly

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Every morning I wake up between 4 am and 5 am and immediately go to my bible app and see what the verse is for the day. As silly as it may sound to some, I see that as God’s way of speaking to me before I interact with anyone. (Except my cats, I have to feed them before I do anything or they will seek a plan of attack on me and my feet.)

I am a spiritual person. I believe in God and I believe in his miracles. I have witnessed too many not to believe.  I know the whole “God” thing is not everyone’s cup of tea, so I am not a Bible pusher or one of those “salty” Christians. You know the ones I am talking about, where everything is done for the Lord and if you don’t believe or agree with their views than you will be cast into the pit of misery? (Dilly, dilly. Sorry, I could not resist.)

I am not in a religion, I simply have a relationship with Christ just like any other relationship in my life. It’s not hard. There isn’t a ton of steps you have to follow to be accepted into the club. You don’t have to be miraculous or saintly.  You don’t have to be prefect. In fact, if you are flawed, broken and messed up, it’s even better. All you have to do is believe Jesus died on the cross for your sin. And three days later he rose from the dead. That’s it. It sounds freaky, I know, but at the same time kind of cool. Once you have let Jesus in your life, really cool things happen. Not right away. It’s not like you ask God to be part of your life and a flash of lighting strikes your body and you change. Well, I guess it could happen, I mean hello…it’s God. But just like any relationship, as it grows you become closer and learn to trust.

This post is not a push Jesus down your throat, it is just my way of expressing my love for Christ. I am not going to judge or dislike you if you disagree with my beliefs. If I did, I would a hypocrite and this post would be a complete lie. And that’s not cool.

Apparently the word of the day is cool because I have overused it in this post.

And if you were wondering what the verse of the day is…..

But the Lord watches over those who fear him, those who rely on his unfailing love. 
Psalms 33:18

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The Annoying Shirt Mishap

There it is….you see it sticking out like a sore thumb. You try not to look at it, but you can’t help but stare with the corner of your eye. (Cue dramatic music) You have a snag in your shirt.

Don’t you just hate that? I mean you have this shirt you’ve been rocking for awhile and you know you look good in it and one day BAM you catch the sleeve on something and you get the annoying, unfixable in most cases, snag.

It seems to glare at you as it grows with each move of your arm. You want to pull the sucker back into its place, but the knit fabric won’t allow it. With a deep sigh, you wave your white flag in surrender to the annoying snag.

Goodbye dear shirt…..you will be missed.

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I Write Because…..Day One Of Everyday Inspiration

 

writerI am taking this online daily inspiration class to help me get back in the saddle of writing. One would think if you love writing, it will come easy, right? Sadly, that is not the case.

Just like anything we like to do, sometimes we get burnt out. I like to compare it to running. If you don’t keep running every day, you will lose your stamina; it will get harder. Then you might only run a couple of times a week. You start to feel guilty because you aren’t running much anymore. Before you know it, it’s been four months since you put on your running shoes. You have to start over to get to where you once were. That is where I am in my writing. Blowing the dust off my keyboard, cracking my knuckles and starting from square one.

I just received my first writing assignment, and it is fittingly asking. “Why Do I Write?” It is a fantastic question allowing me to dig deep inside myself to ask, why? I can remember as a kid writing in my diary. I would write about my hopes and dreams. Who I liked and who I didn’t like. Crushes would come and go. That seemed to be a major writing source at the time, boys. I had this typewriter my mom would let me play with. I would type poems so inspiring William Shakespear would have been moved. Well in the mind of an 8-year-old girl they seemed to be powerful. Reading them now, I get a good laugh with a twinge of embarrassment, thanks to my sister.

When I truly look deep into my spirit on why I love to write it stems back to 3rd grade. I had just changed schools, and I had Mrs. Callahan. I loved Mrs. Callahan. I wasn’t good at math; I didn’t give a rip about science. Art wasn’t so bad except I couldn’t draw my way out of a paper bag. I was just along for the ride until the day Mrs. Callahan changed my whole view on school. It was a lesson on limericks. You know the short and funny little sentences in the AABBA pattern? I was hooked.

There once was a girl named Sue,
She didn’t know what to do,
So she took out her pen,
Started writing again,
Now she wasn’t so blue.

The last seven years or so I have got back on the writing wagon. I write radio commercials and advertising copy as part of my job. And I enjoy it, but the main reason I write is that it is my way to express my thoughts and opinions without getting all tongue tied and flustered.

Writing is my outlet. I can write my feeling on paper much easier than expressing them with spoken words. It’s like my brain doesn’t function unless I am writing things down. Morning Mojo started in December 2013 as a way to share positive, encouraging and spiritual thoughts. Then two days later, without warning, life threw a curve ball. My middle daughter had leukemia. So the purpose of my blog sort of wears many hats. Morning Mojo is my place to vent, share my fears and struggles, inform and discuss random topics and ideas. And of course, a place to share some serious, awesome mojo, in the hope readers feel inspired, realizing we are all pretty freakin’ messed up

I Have Nothing To Write About

I have been trying to figure out what to write about for a long time. It seemed like every time I opened my laptop I would just stare at a blank screen. I am not sure why? I love writing. It is what gives me much satisfaction. But I guess sometimes your mojo just needs some R&R.

So tonight I noticed the laptop was unoccupied so I hopped on to see if anything struck my fancy to write about. And at first, not a darn thing. Well, I guess that is not completely true. I thought I could write about September being Childhood Cancer Awareness Month, or that I already put up my fall decorations. I could post about my kids first few weeks of school or how I can not wait for Bronco’s football to officially start. It’s next Thursday if you were wondering. I toyed with the idea of sharing my recent on-line grocery shopping experience. Side note: I absolutely loved it.

I could share that I have probably gained 20 pounds in the last 4 months. I don’t think for any particular reason except for the fact I like Oreo’s more than I should. To contradict that, I did start Couch25K again. I made it to week 3, and I’ve stopped. I guess it’s because I would rather eat Oreo’s?

I watched WWE’s SmackDown Live tonight with the boy. That is always fun. I missed RAW last night because I watch a documentary about 9/11. Did you know that this year’s Freshman class is the first class to study American History and they weren’t alive when September 11th happened? It’s true, Mallorie is a Freshman and was born in 2002. It’s been 15 years since that tragedy. I guess I could write about that, but that is just too deep and sad for me to write about today.

There is a handful of things I should be doing around the house right now instead of contemplating what to blog about. I need to finish the load of laundry downstairs, I need to pack lunches, feed our glaring of cats, load the dishwasher and take out the trash.

I went to church on Sunday and learned about how God doesn’t call the equipped, but equips the called. And how we can talk about Jesus to other people without begin punched in the face or be labeled as a “salty” Christian. I enjoyed that.

I forgot about the earthquake we had over the weekend. It was like a 5.6. Happened on Saturday morning around 7am. I was still in bed and I thought my husband was stomping through the house. Craziest thing I have ever felt. Not a big fan of earthquakes or tornados if you wanted to know.

Logan has started soccer again and his first game is Saturday. Oh, that reminds me he will need to get bigger cleats by then. Well, I guess it’s ok if he doesn’t. He can wear regular tennis shoes. It’s not like he is playing on the Olympic team. And speaking of the Olympics, when I was watching the Summer Olympics, I found the perfect sport for me, Rugby. I was watching the woman play and it was fantastic. It was soccer, wrestling, football and cheerleading all in one sport. I was amazed.

Gosh, what should I write about? I am totally stumped? I did just run my cat out of the room. I could write about my cats. But that is so lame. I guess I will just think about a topic some more and write another time.

Till next time.

Mini Mojo Post – How Do You Deal With Losing?

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Losing stinks. No one likes to be the last to cross the finish line.

How do you deal with losing?

For me, it totally depends on the situation. If my Bronco’s lose a game or my favorite WWE wrestler loses his match, I am bummed, but I can sleep just fine. But if it is something to do with my family or work, I tend to carry that around with me for days at a time.

I am curious how you handle such situations. Please leave me a comment.

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Failure Is Not An Option. What Would You Do If You Knew You Could Never Fail?

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Has there ever been something in your life you wanted to do, but you were afraid to fail?

For me, there have been times my fear of failure has held me back from doing things that could have turned out pretty great.

Sometimes my lack of self-esteem keeps me from trying new adventures or opportunities. I mean, who wants to do something only to be laughed at or told their idea was stupid?

I’m sick of living that way.

I stumbled upon this thought today and it made me think what would I attempt to do if I knew I couldn’t fail? I would do all the desires of my heart.

I would develop a cure for cancer, psoriasis, and alopecia.
Create a money tree in my back yard.
Start a cat rescue and save all the abandoned felines.
Become a singer.
Make a chocolate cake recipe that was completely fat-free, yet still taste amazing.
Develop a way to make cell phone cost drop dramatically.
I would make everything free on Fridays.
I would pass a bill stating bullies would be put in jail.
The Pledge of Allegiance would be part of morning announcements in school.

I know some if these are silly, but just think if everyone started living as if failure was not an option.

If you could do anything and not fail, what would you do? Comment and let me know.

Hope you have a blessed Saturday.

Dee Dee