My moobs are under my dunlap

Well I had one of those moments. As I sat shirtless on the couch, drinking a large soda (yes i said soda) and wolfing down a Big Mac and fry, I looked down and saw what i have become: an out of shape sloven individual. It didnt really play out that way but that isnt far from the truth. Since prior to Easter I have been slovenly eating candy, fast food and drinking 2 sodas a day. Not being an active 16 year old anymore, my body tends to hold onto those extra calories and  promptly turns them into extra body insulation. Im not overweight by any means but rather have loss muscle tone. I am constantly reminded of this when I drive over a bump in the road and I begin to jiggle.  At least i can say I am not as large as i was when i was drinking beer every night, eating frozen pizzas and or chicken patties for dinner  (true story).

Trying to alleviate this issue i have been doing pushups every night since March.  I have seen my strength increase but have not lost much in the way of the moobs (manboobs). So now i have a new mission. Get into shape. I am now committing myself to continuing the pushups and will include situps and leg lifts. I want to tone up and at the same time gain strength. Look out ladies. Maybe in a year I will have the wash board stomach instead of the dunlap. My belly dunlap over my seatbelt.

The Divine Femine

Spring is here in the northern hemisphere. Christians celebrated this time as Roodmas. This is the time of year that earth worshipers celebrate Beltane, the impregnation of the Goddess by the God. Maypoles are setup as a representation of the union between the Goddess and the God as a celebration of fertility. Crops during this time were still young and farmers would conduct rituals and hold celebrations to help their crops grow.

Spring is about celebrating fertility and thus those of you who are the closest to fertility and growth, women. From Gaia to the woman who gave birth to you, we should celebrate what they have given us.

Mothers are special people. They are life givers. Most mothers hold a special bond with their children and are considered nurturers and caregivers. They have an uncanny since of knowing when something is wrong with their child. A mother is someone who is always there for their children, a shoulder to lean on and will listen to problems.

My mothers uncanny sense of wrongdoing always seemed to be in full force in highschool. Somehow she always knew when we were going to be doing things were were not supposed to be, usually drinking. 

As I observe my wife and my son I see these same interactions. Jennie takes care of Jack: feeding, bathing, teaching.  Whenever Jack is upset he wants his mom. Whenever Jack gets hurt he cries for his mom (But that could be because he is usually under my "watchful eye" when he gets hurt). Despite my attempt of consoling him when he is upset he always reaches his arms out for mom.

The bond between a mother and son is different than that of a father/son relationship. Moms are always  there for you through thick and thin. I look back on where i have been and how things were held together and i can only think of one word: mom. Everyone has their faults and difference of opinions but at the end of the day Moms are always there for their children.

Jennie is an incredible mother and i can see that in Jacks eyes and actions. I may not say it enough to her so Thank you.

Take this time and season to thank mothers...and dont forget Mother Earth.