no excuses
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In accordance with one of my pet peeves I shared yesterday, today had me considering the areas in my life where no excuses are allowed. My day began with the chance to make excuses, but I quickly decided that was not possible. Then it just continued from there.
There are no excuses…for not spending at least 15 minutes in the presence or reflection of God. Makenzie woke me waaaayyyy too early (more on that in a bit) and robbed me of my quiet morning time when I typically read my Bible and pray. It would be easy to just push those 3 short chapters of reading back until tomorrow, but that is not an option. God created me; He sent Jesus to die for me; He forgives me for oh so many things he really shouldn’t. How can I say no to spending time with Him? Especially when it starts my day on the right foot? I totally notice a difference without that time.
There are no excuses…not to eat tofu on a regular basis. It is delicious. No doubt about it. Last night, when the hubs, the lil sis, the baby, and I hit up a fave local Chinese joint I knew tofu would appear before me and thrill my stomach.
Yum, yum in my tum tum. And then this came in the mail. Solidifying tofu as a regular meal in our house.
There are no excuses…not to dance with a tiara. Oh the things you will do as a mother to bring a smile to your kid’s face. And to humiliate yourself in the blogger world. The worst part of it? That little sucker hurts!!!
There are no excuses…for charging an arm and a leg for polka dotted party plates.
I’m throwing my friend’s lingerie shower in a month. She wants black and hot pink with polka dots. Yea…$6 per 8 pack of plates or napkins later is not a pretty thing.
There are no excuses…for not clicking THIS LINK! Okay, okay. I realize that is low, but I worked hard on my next article and just a click means the world. Purrrrttttyyyy please?! It’s about massage and pregnancy.
There are no excuses…for not loving your body. You are a fabulous creation, with unique qualities and things that make you beautiful. Love you for who you are! You deserve that joy and happiness. Also, pick up things like this gem that you happen to find while out for some errands.
I definitely bought it. I think Caitlin is fabulous and I want to support her and the message Operation Beautiful shares. I can’t wait to read it!
There are no excuses…for not being organized. I also picked up a tabbed notebook today to help organize all my random blog, article, and to-do list thoughts. My previous mini spiral had serious issues.
There are no excuses…for not getting in a workout when you have no good reason to skip. M’s early wakeup call this morning came because she is a bit under the weather. That meant skipping the gym for me. I have no problem missing workouts if I physically don’t feel up to it, or simply cannot fit it into my day. Neither of those applied today. So no gym meant I pulled out this bad boy.
Yes, that would be a huge old-school CD case packed with my fitness DVDs. I have way too many. Wait. Take that back. I don’t have enough, seeing as Insanity and TurboFire are missing in this collection. This little pouch will be my best friend post baby when most of my workouts are at home. Or in days like today, where a Chalene TurboJam Cardio Party fills in for the gym.
You can always make excuses. And you can also always choose to ignore them. Choose wisely. 😉
- What do you not accept excuses from yourself over?
- What is the worst excuse you have ever given? I think mine would be not returning a homework assignment to my class and telling them “the dog ate their homework”. Sadly, it was true. How ironic is that? LOL





