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New Year's Excitement Jan 2005 (1/29/2005)

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A Fresh Start; New Beginnings; A Do-Over; New Habits; Recommitted; Turning Over a New Leaf--Whichever you would like to choose, this is a brand new year and it is a great time to refocus and renew our energies to do some great things in 2005!

Whether you have made lofty, but short-lived New Year's Resolutions or set ambitious and firm goals for yourself, I commend you for your early enthusiasm and encourage you to get into accountable relationships to help you along the road. I just heard the song, "Live Like You Were Dying," by Tim McGraw (it's probably been out for awhile, but I lead a sheltered life and just heard it this week) and I think that is a great theme for 2005--Live like you were dying. What would you do if this were to be your last year here? I'll share some ideas in this months ramblings, so enjoy!

RAn d OM      Th OUg h TS

HAPPY (still) NEW YEAR

January, 2005

Gina Schreck -editor

Too Much Excitement!

 

On New Year's Eve, while most people were out dancing the night away, our family discovered a new extreme sport.  This is a sport many amatuers have actually played, but very few know that it is a serious compeition broadcast on national television.   While flipping the channels on TV, we found ourselves sucked in by the “Rock, Paper, Scissors National Championship.”

 

Who would have known that there was such a thing? It was a real competition and we learned the science is in the scissors. We had a little competition of our own to test the theory and scissors did win out until Bailey threw in the one finger “Dynamite.” It takes everything down.

 

After all of that excitement the IFOCE (International Federation of Competitive Eating) held their “New Year’s Competitive Eating Competition” and the fun continued. (I'm sure more of you would have stayed home had you known these shows were actually on TV.)

 

We got into the hard-boil egg eating, watching the champ “BIG MO” down 38 eggs in 4 minutes, but the channel had to be changed when they brought out the sticks of butter. We had just eaten dinner, and a couple of the delicate stomachs (Kirk’s) began to churn watching these folks chomp down sticks of butter like they were breadsticks. I flipped back to peek and find out that “Heavy Eddy” the matzah ball champion walked away with the gold when he choked down 8 sticks of butter. YUCK!

 

To help cut our evening shorter (at least the children’s portion) Kirk and I decided to try the old trick of moving the clocks ahead. While the youngsters were refilling their glasses with sparkling cider, I went in and moved all the digital clocks in the kitchen ahead one hour.

 

We then began playing a game of Scrabble. (That’s always a challenge with eight-year-olds and lots of three letter words.)

 

Thirty minutes later Kirk decided to expedite the process and he moved the clocks ahead another 30-minutes, which then threw me off too. Moving ahead in one hour increments is fine, but when you go 30 minutes, you now lose the television aids of the ball dropping every hour to show the New Year ringing in the different time zones.

 

But we set a timer for 20 minutes and the girls got ready to pull their poppers and cut the ribbon that held the ball they had made. So we rang out the old year with a little deception. Kirk and I got to stay up and watch the official ball drop at midnight, or 12:30, or was it 11:30?

 


WISE CRACKS!

 

As heard from Bobby, a third grader in Bailey’s class, “It all started when he hit me back!” (I’m going to try that one next time I get into an argument!)

 

"Duct tape is like the force.  It has a light side, a dark side and it holds the universe together."  ~Oprah Winfrey

 

"I busted a mirror and got seven years bad luck, but my lawyer thinks he can get me five."  ~Steven Wright


TRIVIA

  1. In Rod Stewart’s famous song, Maggie May, what was did Rod suppose he could do besides “collect his books and head on back to school and find himself a rock and roll band that needs a helping hand?”

    1. Learn to play soccer
    2. Steal his mamas “do” and go back to beauty school
    3. Steal his daddy’s cue and make a living out of playing pool
    4. Get on a bus and head for Toledo


  2. In the popular television show, The Brady Bunch, what was the name of Alice’s boyfriend, the butcher?

  3. Erector pili are the smallest muscles in your body.  What do they do?

  4. Which actress was just nominated for an Oscar for portraying another actress who won an Oscar for portraying another real-life character?


Time to beef up your brain cells!
According to Health Day News, there’s a new technique called neurobics – it’s like aerobics, but it exercises your brain instead of your body.


Just like your muscles need exercise to stay in shape, your brain needs to be exercised to stay sharp. So neurobics uses one or more of your five senses in a new and unconventional way – to add an unexpected element to a routine activity.

The result is that your brain cells become stimulated and more active……And not only that - new connections in the brain are actually created. It’s like recharging your mind!


But don’t worry – you don’t have to attend a neurobics class to smarten up. Duke University researchers say if you do these simple but strange exercises, you’ll keep your mind alert:

  • Use your non-dominant hand to brush your teeth, style your hair, and get dressed in the morning.
  • Close your eyes when you take a shower and use your sense of touch to find the soap and wash yourself.
  • Turn the pictures on your desk upside down. This stimulates your sense of sight.
  • When you travel, immerse yourself completely in unfamiliar surroundings. This works best when no one speaks your language.
  • And finally, rearrange your office or living room, or take a different route to work.

So put on your leg-warmers and dig out that old torn sweatshirt. Doing these out-of-the-ordinary things will help ensure that your brain stays sharp for the rest of your life.


MAD Science!

 

I am going to the post office today to fill out a change of address form. I realized recently that I had moved from the state of Colorado to the state of CHAOS! Even though it feels like a lonely state to live in, I'm sure there are more residents than I know.

 

With too much on my "perverbial plate" this week already, I found myself throwing out the whole set of china by Friday and it is all because of science.

 

Monday started with a hunt for basketball uniform pieces. (I don't why parents are supposed to know where a child's belongings are but my usual response is, "Well the last time I wore that, I put it back in it's place.")  Every place I suggested Taylor look, was challenged with, "I already looked there." I ended up finding it in one of those "already looked there spots" after fifteen minutes of turning her room upside down.

 

Tuesday little Bailey entered the scientific world of orthodontia when she got braces and every other orthodonic invention known to man strapped to her face. This two hour process in the office added another three hours of work in our home...each day!

 

Helping an eight year old brush and floss and strap unnatural things to her face, making her look like Anthony Hopkin's mini-me from Silence of the Lambs, is a time-consuming activity to say the least. That afternoon I arrived at Taylor's basketball game and as team mom I was supposed to pick up copies of a tournament schedule from the office. The woman in the front office said the athletic director gave them to Taylor to give to me--bad news. Taylor said she remembers putting them in her backpack... or was it on the shelf of her locker? We never found those and I had to get more copies the next day.

 

We had another two hour appointment the very next morning at the orthodontist to have Taylor's braces removed (we provide a very comfortable lifestyle for our ortho). At the end she looked beautiful as they handed her a very expensive football mouthpiece and told her not to lose it or let the dogs get their teeth on it. Obviously they had not heard what happened Monday or Tuesday.

 

Well Thursday morning in our routine to get out the door by 7:30 and begin our hour-long school shuttle service, Taylor realized she set her retainer down somewhere and couldn't remember where. Throwing off our shuttle schedule we spent another fifteen minutes looking in every "I know I didn't leave it there" spots and finally had to banish the dogs to the backyard until we had more time to look.

 

Taylor's favorite line when she "misplaces" something is, "You can't blame me. My frontal cortex is not fully developed until I am 18 or 20."

 

Thanks Mr. Seeley for giving her that excuse disguised as a science lesson.

 

I probably own and have read every book written on the subject of organization, since this is not my natural "strong point." (Kirk insisted that I tell you that this is a slight understatement.) But after this week I realize I need to stop trying to get organized simply learn how to attach the frontal cortex of a teen-ager's brain! I'm stopping at Barnes and Noble to pick up some books on this...right after going to the post office.


Tell Me a Story

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Get your copy of the favorites like Tony the Toenail "Beauty in your own backyard" along with plenty of new stories like Unc and Tale with Two Sides.

 

If you are tired of chicken soup but love a good story, this will hit the spot! 

 

 

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ASK BOB

A Regular Column on Relationships by Man's Best Friend



Q: I am the proud grandmother of two beautiful girls, ages 9 and 12. The other day, I went over to visit them and was appalled to see that my daughter-in-law had waxed the eye-brows of my nine-year-old granddaughter. I admit I should not have responded right away, but I told my daughter-in-law that she was promoting a premiscuous lifestyle. I think little girls need to be just that...little girls, not ladies of the night! Now she will not speak to me and I am wondering what I can do to get her to see my point.

A: Well let's make this like me...short and sweet. I learned as a young puppy that when we had people visit our home, it was never good to put my nose where it didn't belong. Although you may not be a puppy, it is never to late to teach an old dog new tricks. You raised your children and I am going to assume you did a good job. Now it is their turn to raise their children. You were out of line to chastise your daughter-in-law for her decision--it's eyebrows not plastic surgery. When you say you want to know what you can do to get her to see your point, you must first turn that statement around. What can you do to see her point? This is always the position to address any conflict. Call her and apologize for sticking your nose where it didn't belong and then listen to her without getting defensive or interrupting. Tell her that she can keep a sqirt bottle handy the next time you come to visit and if your nose goes where it doesn't belong, one good sqirt is all it will take.

Q. Bob, I read in your December column some ideas to help shake a negative attitude. I guess you were talking to me too. I have a hard time focusing on positive things, mostly because of my negative childhood upbringing. Whenever I try to move forward in relationships or career choices, my past gets in my way and I tend to sabotauge my own successes. Any other ideas?

A. It is always harder to walk backwards than it is to move forward. There is an old saying, "The past is a great place to visit, but I wouldn't want to live there." Our past helps to prepare us and make us stronger for our future, but it was never intended for us to be held prisoner by it. To find the purpose in tragedy, find an organization that serves people going through similar challenges and then call them to see how you can help out. Sometimes it is something as simple as giving a fresh cheery coat of paint to a drabby room in their facility, or sitting and playing games with someone who is lonely. I used to go with my family on Saturdays to make lunches for homeless folks in Denver and I got so much out of sitting and letting people talk to me and pet me (and sneak me the crust from their sandwhiches). It was a tough job, but one I was born to do, and I left feeling better than anyone else. There are so many ways we can give of our time and this positive focus will spill over into all areas of your life.

If you haven't already read through "Inside Out Success" (by none other than, Gina Schreck), I would recommend it. It focuses on dealing with your negative thought patterns and creating a new more empowering belief system. Negative beliefs formed in our past are usually the culprit for self-sabotauging behaviors.

Bob "Barker" is the faithful companion to the Schreck family and resides in Littleton, Colorado. Like most dogs, Bob is a relationship expert and would love to answer your questions. Just send mail to Bob@schrecktalk.com


HELPFUL HINTS

As I was getting our home into post-Christmas order, I discovered a few tips that may help you.

  1. To prevent hitting your fingers when trying to hammer a nail in, hold the nail between the tongs of a fork and swing away.

  2. To restore your dusty candles with a new sheen, wipe them down with a cotton ball dipped in alcohol.

  3. If your dog or cat have left your carpet looking like a fur coat, spray a mixture of one part fabric softener and three parts water on the carpet. Wait a minute or two and then vacuum.
  4. Before you turn on your self-cleaning over, place a few whole cloves and cinnamon sticks inside. You'll have a clean oven, and your house will smell like a yummy bakery!


Live Like You Were Dying

 

People often say, “I want to be all used up when I die.” “I want to live full-out, play hard and live each day as if it were my last.” Well it’s easy to say these things and then forget about them when the alarm clock rings on Monday morning and we have to go into work. We pack away our dreams for another day. Well it’s time to do some unpacking.

 

I have a list of specific items I want to check off before I die: things to learn or do and places to visit. Call me morbid, but I know my days are numbered here and there are so many things I still want to try.

 

I have been bungee-jumping, sky-diving, scuba-diving, and mountain climbing. I have watched comet showers with awe and sat with great patience day after day to catch a glimpse of playful whales jumping off shore. I have traveled to wonderful places around the world and I have enjoyed the beauty in my own backyard, but this year I am going to stop talking about a couple of things I have wanted to learn and finally put them into action.

 

For years I have wanted to learn to play the piano. I have put off taking lessons because of fear. Fear of it being too hard for a 40(plus) -year-old brain to learn. If only I hadn’t cheated in fourth grade music class, I could have learned to read music when my brain was still soft and sponge-like. Now I fear that my cranium resembles a flakey piece of sandstone, crumbling away as the days go by. But what do I have to lose—except more brain cells and more time?

 

This is my year! If I only learn to play Jingle Bells, I am going to it. I will be playing Christmas Carole’s by October. My eight-year-old began lessons a couple of months ago and I was going to join her then, but made excuses about being too busy and traveling too much, but I finally made the commitment and signed up to begin my lessons in two weeks!

 

Another thing I have attempted on and off is learning to speak Spanish. Growing up in Hawaii, I took Japanese in High School and then moved to California to discover Spanish was the language I should have learned. Kirk and I took a class together a few years back and we had a great time (tip for couples—taking a foreign language class, dance class or any other class together will really liven up your relationship), but we stopped after Spanish 1.

 

After spending time in Mexico this month, (and making my family take a private Spanish lesson with me—poolside), the desire to learn this wonderful language was rekindled. I am committing to take another class beginning in March and break out all my Spanish tapes. I will be speaking Spanish (conversationally anyway) by June.

 

What are you going to do this year? What dream have you packed away for too long? My friend, Cherianne, is signing up to take figure-skating lessons. (You’re committed now Cherianne!) She isn’t trying to make it to the Olympics, but she is playing full-out!

 

Send me an e-mail and tell me what you are going to do this year and I am going to put it in February’s RANDOM THOUGHTS so we can all cheer you on! Come on—Go for it! Live like you were dying!


P O W

(Pearls of Wisdom)

"I honestly think it's better to be a failure at something you love than to be a success at something you hate."  ~George Burns

 

"We cannot really love anybody with whom we never laugh."  ~Agnus Repplier


Monthly Challenge!

To shake things up and gain a new perspective this month, try a few of the following:

  1. Read three magazines that are completely out of your typical interest area (ie. Discover magazine, Hot Bikes, and Black Belt Magazine)

  2. Be bold and go where no man has gone before…with your television, that is. Most people have 4-7 channels that they watch, even though they have hundreds at their fingertips. Choose 3 or 4 programs that are on channels you have never watched—what can you learn on Discovery Science or Animal Planet at 8:30 pm? How about your local PBS station or maybe Oxygen channel, guys?

  3. Try two new foods this month (preferably healthy). What about that bizarre looking fruit or veggie that you pass by each week, or something down the specialty food aisle?



Answers to Trivia

  1. Sam
  2. It causes your hair to stand up giving you goose bumps
  3. Cate Blanchett




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Dig those goals and resolutions out of the trash and renew your commitment to go BIG this year.  Look for Romance and Love in February!

Gina



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