Margo's got Moxie ! : the diary of miss red high heels

I found out a weekend or two back, my sister like my friend Kayla from college has celiac disease. Actually it has become more common amongst some of my friends. I fear I may have it myself but not sure yet. I have no done tests and refuse to give up drinking beer and eating grilled cheese. However, I am lactose intolerant, go figure. I am learning more about it and am determined that whenever my friends who have it visit, I have food that they can have. It really is no fun to be surrounded by friends who all eat something you want, but can't and shouldn't have. I noticed too that it affects your gut a lot and your stomach will make sounds. Mine does when I have too much dairy, caffeine, or something super spicy. A friend said it might be leaky gut, but I also think it can be balanced if I drink water and not eat those foods all the time and balance my diet out.  This year I was Dorothy for Halloween and Mia as Toto. I also learned this year some of my friends do not partic...

I walked out of the movie and spot on felt like wham. The director had my attention and there was something to be said about the way Affleck portrayed his character in that movie. The anger, the fear, the sadness, and the loneliness. At first you sit in your chair wondering why in the hell did I choose to watch this, and who on earth recommended it, but you continue to watch and you are glad you did. I cannot give the details away, but I recommend you see it for yourself, The Accountant. Doctors want to understand, people want to run, and then psychiatrists want to label. I love a key quote from that movie “I do not believe in labels.” Labels are given by society of what someone has, or what someone is because of the way they behave. They refer to them as well he/she is different. I wanted to hate that phrase, but slowly I am seeing I appreciate it. I am different.  I change my sense of directions and choices at the drop of a hat. I don’t like something I either respond heavily...

I love writing. Seriously love it. You can put blah blah on paper and write your deepest thoughts, concerns, worries, dreams, hopes, rants etc. Thursday, I had two sips of wine and got called into work. I did some unnecessary ranting and cursing on my drive in and complained to my few closest friends, but all the while knowing this wouldn’t take away that I still had a task to do. When urgent submitting come in, my job is to submit them regardless of where I am, schedule, location etc. I guess that is why it is a good paying job. The job I do is at a desk all day managing programs and analyzing data. It is easy to say that after almost coming up on five years, I was and am slightly bored. The grass is of course not always greener on the other side. After going to dinner with my best friend Krysta Tuesday night, I realized what she said about going back to school resonated with me. I wanted to learn again. I decided to apply to Folsom Lake College for Early Childhood Education, maybe g...