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

Rancho Santa Marta Mission Trip I was away for eight solid days in Mexico, learning about the children at the school and the ranch itself. We traveled to Ensenada the first day and had lunch in town. After passing the culture shock, dirty and nasty area of Tijuana, I realized how much God and these people needed our help. I did manual labor for 6 days, electric chiseling, regular chiseling, picking up debri, sweeping, and hauling out excess cement for a junior high. We had bonfires at night and devotionals in the morning and evening. Our team of 47 wonderful people took 7 vans and a huge truck to haul our luggage. Renn and Matt, our team leaders, worked well together, and had so much innovative ideas and strong energy towards this cause. That team became my family that week and the team parents became my loving caring parents who watched over me, protected me, advised me, listened to me, and showed me why we were there. I met the school director who told us about her and her husband...

I have seriously seen enough news about Caitlyn (Bruce) Jenner. We have so much other stuff going on in the world, that this I want to say "quit it." I don't know that person, but I do not have any right to judge. So many judgements rolling around right now, its ridiculous. From people posting gym progress pictures, to what someone wears, or stereotyping men and women when they have zero clue what they are talking about. I went to a bar the other night, still in work clothes, just me, and a guy gave me the once over like I was in the wrong place and overdressed. He handed me the wine list and I smiled and asked for the beer list. He apologized and told me he just figured that is what I would want. I didnt say a word. I like beer and wine, so that is fine. I prefer beer to be honest, and yes I watch sports on tv, so Im not a typical social media or the like, of a woman. Hallejuah! Same goes with anything in life especially dating. It irks me big time when people poke aro...

 Locker rooms are seriously dangerous. You laugh now, but seriously, the floors in there are slippery, and do not have mats anywhere. I almost fell yesterday, on my way back from the shower. I never realized how much are haste makes waist. I think it is the same for anywhere if we keep on rushing we are more likely to get hurt. I slipped on the tile floor of my parents house a long time ago, but still feel it in my tailbone from the fall.  I am naturally pretty boney, which means I am highly susceptible to bruising post falls. I am trying to curtail that by working out, getting stronger, and noticing my surroundings more. Call me grace seems to be pretty common for when I take nose dive and fall right down. It's actually pretty scary if you aren't paying close attention or you accidentally misinterpret where a step might be or etc.    I think people don't realize an injury from a fall can range from a sprain to a complete bone break, depending on how you fell, wh...

It's really frustrating when you are talking to someone who almost makes you feel demeaned in a way, or ignored even. I am critical of myself and always have been. If I'm honest, I know that is a flaw and I am aware of it. Confidence is for sure a sexy quality! The thing that bothers me is that it's as if I have to be on my guard all the time with people I appear to think are better, and it doesn't feel right. I find that same demographic in people, or did anyway. I thought it worked out, but the more I became privy to the control and the power they had over me, I realized it wasn't so nice anymore. There is nothing more uncomfortable, than being around someone who criticizes you, advises you, ignores you, or tries to change you. As I mentioned before, I have a mother, a counselor, and siblings for that lol, don't need another! I do appreciate honesty and criticism when it is given, but for some people it feels blatant. I wonder if it's a power trip; like if...

 Team Steve has managed to make great progress for this month. For myself, in two weeks alone, I have met my 200 mile pledge ! I rode all the way to Sac State with a friend on Wednesday.The trip was 32 miles and took us about 3 hours. Springtime allergies have been kind of a nuisance. We don't get much ground having all this pollen flying around into our noses and out to our lungs. Make us slower and when riding in the wind, it's quite the challenge. I am grateful for the exercise and a chance to get outside though. I like how we can do so much and cover so much ground on those trails. Plus, the website for the bike month challenges offers bagdes for motivation and competition amongst employers, teams, and individual goal setting. I wanted to try something within the work place. i know we do softball tourney's every year, but this was a way to get going on that, and connect more with people I work with. I didn't realize how many people in Sacramento and beyond ride the...

How else are you supposed to listen to Spotify at work, or do run keep supposedly, or check your bill payments on time or not? Cellular data, although costly, and a pain for your phone battery, weghing and decreasing it down, it's a way to go with all that we have going socially and just to keep awake. Ha okay, maybe not that extreme, but wifi only gets accessed for the lucky few. Some cannot use it and will have it monitored. Hence the hefty, aww but why not do it anyways. With an auditor running around, clipboard in hand, typing with tiny fingers on a phone may not seem so inconspicuous or is it, maybe he/she is blind and thinks it's keyboard typing. Ah, one can only hope, on a not-so steady lunch hour day.  A bit of a go back, but maybe just for myself. I tend to tell people my story, or my experience, or my situation and then later feel like an arse. Maybe if you are a sister or brother to me, or close it doesn't matter so much, but if you are not, well that's ...

Following yesterday's account and highlighting dark side is the recovery mode. I have read somewhere depression and bipolar patients' moods last several weeks or months. Mine, or any emotional breakdown lasts several hours then quickly departs followed by sleep. Its actually insulting when people call you crazy or insane because you are not, you are struggling and there isn't another way to explain it, and a hospital will have you wear a straight jacket, hand you a pill and claim you have been cured. What the heck? When did we become so psychologically fearful of disorders, or of gays, or of autism, or of anyone who was born with or developed such things? For myself, the self care is so incredibly important. I used to turn to bad choices and sometimes still do, but remembering God and his promise helps me. I climb into a bubble bath, go for a walk, eat frozen yogurt, drink tea, or pray. Any of these things, helps calm my anxiety and returns me to well me. Some people get so...