Sunday, November 28, 2010

Little Fire

As I sit here in this lovely snow white day I realized why we are given sunny days in the winter so that most people don't end up going crazy. Plus it looks really pretty. Sorry for the infrequent postings. We the writers here at Blake Got Fat have had some issues come up lately that have taken us away from our jobs of entertaining you. For which we apologize.

But check back with us.

We always appreciate the visits!

Thursday, November 25, 2010


You know what I'm thankful for today? Heat. This is round two of camping indoors with no heat. I would be fine with this fact if the power was out but I have the latest statement from Rocky Mountain Power showing that I paid my bill so I should be frolicking in 60 degree heat yes? No. Lets try forty two degrees and I'm camped out in my bed (aka my own version of the fortress of solitude. Shut up) with the electric blanket turned up to high, my flannel sheets, down comforter, a quilt, another quilt and the mini down comforter on top of that. With my two beanies and down coat and marker gloves and two pairs of smart wool socks. So I am very toasty.

It's rather nice.

Reading books and facebook stalking. I don't think I'm going to get out of bed. I mean really? Why? I've got everything I need here and since its so cold I took all my food out of my fridge and placed it on my nightstand so I can have a snack whenever I want one. This is brilliant! I is genius!


It's thanksgiving.


That means I'm going to have to get out at some point huh.

Oh well. Happy Thanksgiving.

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Forget You

I feel like saying to people yo. what up.

I feel like standing up and Hello.

Cause I'm here.

And your there.

I guess November is the month where everybody takes time off from their blogs and facebook and actually go live life for a little while. That and I had to go conquer the laundry mountain, the dirty dish fountain, and the shower where the dirty went to die.

Plus working a couple of doubles makes you go what is life? Oh wait. Its work.

But things are better.

So yo. what up?

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Let's Get Together And Feel Alright.

I've declared war on the cold. I'm hiding in my apartment with a hot rice bag, electric blanket, and three blankets on top of that. A little much? Maybe. But when you have electric heat and a tight budget one learns to get creative.

That's why for the last three days I've been in hibernation. Though I look outside and see the pretty fall colors and I yet I say no. No. No. And everybody now they tried to make me go to rehab but I say NO No No! sorry but it was stuck in my head.

Things are gearing up for my favorite holiday of lowered expectations. To Thanksgiving the holiday where you eat one meal, clean up said meal and sleep. No presents. No Music. No crazy seizure inducing lights. Is there nothing better? Don't forget dear friends there is a holiday between Halloween and Christmas. Stand up for it. Blog about it. Save me from Mariah Carrey and her new Christmas album!


Plus the prince got his mission call tonight.

Fort Worth Texas.

English Speaking.

Saturday, November 6, 2010


Today I will be thankful.

I will share my gratitude.

With those I see.

I will be thankful for a chance to be able see.

and somewhat hear.

Thankful am I.

for family, friends and hearth.

Thankful for life that blooms and life that is lived long.

Blessed am I?

I will never tell.

This will be my small hymn of grateful praise.

Friday, November 5, 2010

SuperGirl aka the Ballad of the Little Aunt.

Yes I've used this picture before and yes she does wear evening wear all the time. I mean whenever I've surprised her with a surprised jaunt up to Sun Valley she's cleaning the house or gardening in one of her evening gowns. She's just funny that way. (I'm joking about the evening gowns.)

I dearly love my little aunt. She has such a deep love of the outdoors and being active. She is very warm and caring. Every year she sends the best birthday cards in her beautiful handwriting. OH! and her love of music is unparalleled. She's quite the celebrity on the radios up in Idaho playing name that tune she has several aliases which have won all of us very nice prizes.

Which is why I am so grateful to dear friends who were able to get her to the hospital on Thursday. While mountain biking she hit a rough patch and broke both elbows, bruised some hips and tweaked her ankle. So she' coming home to roost and mend for a while.

I'll keep you posted.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010


Cause this week's theme is humility.

There are moments in life when you put your keys away and lay down your wallet, take your watch off your wrist and step away from your dresser and change into your pajamas and you are suddenly grasped by feelings of being helpless. It comes so suddenly like a sudden stomach cramp or a baby. In which you find yourself on your knees in tears (not the gentle tears either but as Oprah puts it "the UGLY cry".) and in that moment you hear your voice say


After such moments either two things will happen. You will proceed to climb into bed and cry some more or suddenly stop and realize that you are merely


The word helpless consistent with feeling of loss and despair but I found its true meaning. The hidden one. That gets buried deeply with the feelings it carries. When you are truly feeling helpless is when you are truly open for answers.

In search of answers one might throw on a coat a pair of very ugly shoes and walk to see the moon and the stars and realize how helpless we are without help. I will never forget when my mother was lying in the hospital and life seemed to be in delicate balance and pride had to be put aside. Never had I felt so helpless. Yet never had so many been willing to offer help. With food. With hugs. With just their presence.

Help was there.

I don't have very many siblings. It's just the three of us. The princess and the prince and the one in the middle. If you do it just right on your hands it looks like somebody is flipping you off. Word of advice? Don't do it to your mom. The prince is the very youngest. I may be biased just a little but I think he's the best brother. When his back went out he had to have a very serious a very terrifying surgery. To rewind a little bit the prince's birth was one of those scary ones where either the baby lives or dies. Thanks to Steve we were allowed to keep him. Ever since that moment we all watch out for him. Which to see him in pain. Is one of the most helpless feelings you can feel. I felt so helpless. Yet again

Help was there.

While walking back I laid out my blanket and while on a cold night I laid there staring up at the stars and the moon all displayed in their singular glory and I looked up and saw my breath rise like a silent prayer reaching up there and realized that all here are helpless.

Yet you never know when it is you is the one that can help.

Cause help is always there.

Just not in the places we expect it.

Yet if you look for it.

If you seek it.

you may not be so helpless after all.

Monday, November 1, 2010

Touch A Touch A Touch A ....

In my pretend world my weekend went like this. I cleaned my house, went running, turned down all forms of sugar and bought a new car. While in this flesh tone fantasy I also was able to touch touch my toes. And there was also some random dance/musical number about how wonderful my life is full of jazz hands.

But sadly as I lay here on the couch in my own personal version of Calcutta riding the pain train as my knee turns many colors and with small snack size snickers all around me I wonder how further can I go down this dark hole of self despair?

As I lay there for hours feeling the hot pad getting colder and the light fading from my window I could only think of one word.


I'd become the person I'd always rallied against.

The one who gave up on himself.

Who put the dreams away to busy being a "realist" to face reality.

So in that dark moment of depression I put on K.d Lang and I listened to Helpless for hours (yes my neighbors are so going to vote me neighbor of the year) and I realized that when you bet against yourself you always lose.

So this time I'm betting on me.

I'm tired of feeling helpless.

What about you?