tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33075642787360753362024-02-20T15:19:32.076+13:00Buzz de LuI want to share my findings for self improvement with you.
On my blog you will find info, advise, musings - a general all sorts of stuff from me - "Lu" Lesaro.Gavin and Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440580974367154431noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307564278736075336.post-43869050059925473742010-11-26T17:16:00.003+13:002010-11-26T17:19:28.980+13:009 Things on Thanksgiving
1. I am thankful for my family - you all continue to make me the person i am today - and i think that's a good thing (others may beg to differ but they can keep their thoughts to themselves!)
2. I am thankful for my friends – you accept the quirkiness that my family has instilled in me, and actually like it (or pretend to ;) )
3. I am thankful for my man - he is such a great Gavin and Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440580974367154431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307564278736075336.post-19678752227831467202010-11-17T08:26:00.000+13:002010-11-17T08:26:21.987+13:00a state of actionThis week is stirred by seizing the moments that are at hand. Grabbing them and not letting go.
Exhibit A. Mr. L and I have put in great effort to get out of bed by six thirty every day. This may sound normal but for us it is far from. We both like our sleep and historically despise the dawn hours. The early rise payoff has been fantastic. I get to work on time. He gets to work on time. I seizeGavin and Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440580974367154431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307564278736075336.post-19487552366096355182010-09-17T08:56:00.000+12:002010-09-17T08:56:05.768+12:00Big LOVE Today’s Buzz started while watching 60 minutes on TV3. It featured a story about a man who has struggled with cancer since last October. This cancer patient sneakily, right under the nose of his wife, crafted an amazing video just to say “I love you” to her.
It was supremely beautiful. He even managed to get famous people, Actor Viggo Mortensen, and NZ Prime Minister, Hon John Key, to help outGavin and Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440580974367154431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307564278736075336.post-1448684908579905642010-09-08T09:46:00.002+12:002010-09-08T09:51:43.070+12:00Let the Thirties BeginI've turned thirty. Anyone up with pop culture knows that 40 is the new 20, so thirty must the new "somewhere-between-fifteen-and-twenty". However, that "youthy" bit does not mean, go wild, party, craziness etc etc etc.
Instead it is the serious phase of my youth. I'm sobering up and looking at the world with eyes of someone who now has a full three decades under her belt.
In a Gavin and Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440580974367154431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307564278736075336.post-6269266275977319782010-09-05T16:42:00.000+12:002010-09-05T16:42:40.986+12:00the trinket no bag owner should be withoutAre you a woman? do you own a handbag? if so, then you need this...
Enter Lula to "Cafe de happiness"
Bag on shoulder, strutting in, ready to devour some cake, ready to gleefully sip a glorious coffee..... ready for the time of her life!
You are curious because this gal has glam! "Why is Lula so confident? Why does she think that this is the best day ever?" you ask.
It Gavin and Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440580974367154431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307564278736075336.post-28083456333422240912010-08-30T23:07:00.000+12:002010-08-30T23:07:51.222+12:00Survival is necessary, but it is not always sweet.How is it that I've been able to live without Twin? Seeing her for the first time since Christmas 2008 brings a certain upheaval for the life I've crafted in her absence. I suddenly realize how empty the months have been without her compared to what the next two weeks will be with her.
This thing about living long distance is such a strange phenomenon. Yes we've talked on the Gavin and Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440580974367154431noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307564278736075336.post-36578098287221869402010-08-30T08:47:00.003+12:002010-08-30T23:08:22.736+12:00Happiness was born a twin
Left to Right: Twin and Lula
Today is an absolutely superb day! Twin arrives. My heart is beating. My smile is beaming. Every muscle in my body is posed for the best hug I've had in ages. I cannot wait to see her as she scoots down the terminal in search of her other half!
I will be standing there, with coffee in hand, and eyes smiling. Either of two things Gavin and Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440580974367154431noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307564278736075336.post-66674505846015185902010-08-29T08:06:00.000+12:002010-08-29T08:06:18.510+12:00thought to ponder on a sleep sundayHow do we learn, understand, and accept personal limitations?Gavin and Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440580974367154431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307564278736075336.post-22636907053504639612010-08-28T15:19:00.003+12:002010-08-28T17:59:31.681+12:00Habit is either the best of servants or the worst of masters.
Up front I simply want you to know that Buzz de Lu is not a weight loss blog. However, in the interest of self improvement let me tell you about a little self improvement I've been quite private about.
I started a sub journey a little over a year ago, July 2009. I joined the world wide Weight Watchers program. I'm not ashamed to say that I'm a true convert! It works. Gavin and Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440580974367154431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307564278736075336.post-91626070618109596062010-05-31T17:52:00.001+12:002010-08-28T17:54:16.124+12:00Bugs and the Present - Monday May 31st, 2010I am sick today. Tummy bug. While resting at home, between sleeps I had the chance to catch Oprah. Though not a huge fan today's show featured an intriguing story . It was about a woman who forgot her daughter was in her car. The little girl died tragically after being left in the hot car 8 hours. I don't want to get into "how could a woman do that?" or any argument about the scene. It hasGavin and Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440580974367154431noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307564278736075336.post-12015381148917979682009-02-03T22:36:00.001+13:002010-08-28T17:54:40.791+12:00Until ThenI am learning that it is going to take a very long time to heal from the heartache of death, and I know there are some of you who have experienced it very recently or in the past; regardless it hurts like hell. This song is dedicated to you.
Until Then
A song by Jenn Bateman
copywrite 2009
Twenty four years
Breathed like a moment
Spoke only of minutes
Fused to my skin,
Only a man
Trapped Gavin and Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440580974367154431noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307564278736075336.post-72685478926825959042008-12-21T11:08:00.000+13:002010-08-28T17:32:16.490+12:00Operation snow 2008We just shoveled 3/4ths of the driveway! Mr Lesaro, Ma Hill and me....hard work. My fingers are freezing, but at least the rental car is now at the top of the drive. 3 hours. Three hours. I'm now in the process of thawing. Ma Hill and I did our share of goofing around, and I of course, bossed mom and gavin around, trying to get them to try different methods, until we found the "fast" way ofGavin and Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440580974367154431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307564278736075336.post-74043658566607757792008-12-08T14:28:00.000+13:002010-08-28T17:31:03.118+12:00Dec Thirteenth Comes Soon
Though there are other issues that plow through the snowdrifts in my brain I think I'll talk about my husband. He'll be here in less than six days. It's this very peaceful feeling, knowing that Saturday night, a plane from New Zealand, via San Francisco will be carrying my short hobbit like man. I've gone almost 5 months without his company (minus 1 sorrowful week in October). Mr LesaroGavin and Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440580974367154431noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307564278736075336.post-78746195781446611542008-12-06T08:58:00.000+13:002010-08-28T17:31:35.996+12:00love songtry to help.
try to love,
but when it flows
you think i force it on you
it's not enough
it's all i've got
but it's not love
if we asail each other's souls
i'm stepping back
at a distance
my agenda is packed up
i'm just resting
and i'm testing
the truth of my true love
let the hectic rule for now
tomorrow we'll rebuild
i won't worry
there's no need
devistate this if you will
a biggerGavin and Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440580974367154431noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307564278736075336.post-44142172735546902402008-12-02T10:09:00.000+13:002010-08-28T17:32:39.207+12:00waitin for mamasanQuick note. I can easily waste an entire morning looking for new hairstyles on the web. How rediculous! Ma Hill should be here in 15 min. I'm going to go wash dishes. Dirty dishes are her peev.Gavin and Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440580974367154431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307564278736075336.post-4741407836176560762008-11-30T17:15:00.000+13:002010-08-28T17:33:26.752+12:00Out of OrbitI've been thinking about friendship. I had a small get together in September of friends I hadn't seen in a while. The friends that were there were friends met at different points in my life and each of them hold special significance for me.
Its nearly December now & I'm about to go back to New Zealand. I'm flogging myself a little, sadly, because I have seen so few people here in Gavin and Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440580974367154431noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307564278736075336.post-88399342478631327352008-11-14T11:12:00.000+13:002010-08-28T17:33:55.020+12:00Today is harder than any other I've had. Just small tasks to do today, but I can't stop missing Papa. I just wish for him near me. I long for his advice, or comment, or story. I long to listen to him talk, or even tell me what to do, even in a bossy way, I don't care. I wish for him to say "I miss you" like he used to when I'd call home from New Zealand. "I miss you too Papa." I honestly Gavin and Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440580974367154431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307564278736075336.post-27574131285876512382008-11-13T10:15:00.000+13:002010-08-28T17:34:29.281+12:00Lu and Mr Lesaro
A moment of closeness. We love you Pa Hill
Gavin and Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440580974367154431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307564278736075336.post-51083887551248775792008-10-17T07:00:00.000+13:002008-10-17T13:54:05.033+13:00PAPA'S MEMORIAL SERVICEJack Sherman Hill, born Nov. 25 1939, went to be with His father, God in heaven, October 15th, 2008 after a courageous two year battle against the dragon, pancreatic cancer. Jack passed away peacefully at home and is survived by his wife of 24 years Paulette Hill, nine children; Kim Kidder (Deer Park, WA), Robin Meyers (Freeland, WA), David Hill (Spokane, WA), Deeann Bennett (Spokane, WA), Gavin and Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440580974367154431noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307564278736075336.post-7508872938629293862008-10-13T13:38:00.000+13:002008-10-13T13:50:39.333+13:00Sickness and deathPs 102 Psalm 102:19 & 20 "Tell them the Lord looked down from his sanctuary. He looked to the earth from heaven to hear the groans of the prisoners, to release those condemned to die." ....vs 24 "But I cried to him, "My God, who lives forever, don't take my life while I am still so young!" Isaiah 38:10-19 "I said, "in the prime of my life, must I now enter the place of the dead? Am I to be Gavin and Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440580974367154431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307564278736075336.post-41534782828731035122008-09-29T11:09:00.000+13:002008-09-29T11:15:37.356+13:00At Matt and Jessica'sMatt and Jessica apartment is a minty green. Its rather small, but their vintage retro desk brings the little abode to life. I'm waiting for Mike. I'm not sure if he's coming, but hope for the best. I think I told him I was going to call him, but I really don't remember. This week has been mentally taxing in that Papa has been very weak, and really worrying me a bit. Tomorrow I take him to Gavin and Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440580974367154431noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307564278736075336.post-25590063231628930472008-09-16T01:28:00.002+12:002008-09-16T01:48:22.236+12:00It is 6:28 am on a Monday morning. In three hours we (mom, papa, and I) will be on ferry, on our way to Viginia Mason hospital were we will meet with Dr. P. My Papa's cancer is terminal, and so every time I've gone to the Dr. with them I feel a sick sense of looming. Infact, I cannot believe how strong they both have been. I asked them if they ever feel afraid when they go, and they said "Yes, Gavin and Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440580974367154431noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307564278736075336.post-5105983794755086442008-09-14T13:50:00.000+12:002010-08-28T17:26:18.114+12:00Papa's Dream Ride
Papa has a van, and he dreams for it to be bright, happy yellow--this is his sketch of it in yellow. Its an 1988 Crystler mini-van. Nonetheless this is one of his dreams.Gavin and Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440580974367154431noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307564278736075336.post-6401638221415066362007-11-23T08:22:00.000+13:002010-08-28T17:28:26.160+12:00Taking a step backOn Wednesday night, after a quaint bible study at the church we attend a group of us got into a discussion. It was over Philip Pullmans story The Golden Compass. Apparently his writing has several Christians scared, as somewhere along the story line of his Trilogy God is killed. Of course, this led to a very long conversation, to which at the end, I felt quite pleased. My husband, and a few Gavin and Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440580974367154431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307564278736075336.post-71838639800058610182007-11-22T08:27:00.001+13:002007-11-22T08:49:09.016+13:00Just beginningIt seems like i'm always just beginning. Today I'm just beginning work. It's 8:25 am and I'm simply here, sitting at my desk waking up. I've got some coffee to my left, and a barking dog to my right. What a day.Anyway, as I say it seems like I'm just beginning. I've just begun knitting a shrug, sewing a bag, learning a Lisa Loeb tune. I'm just beginning to master my job, and just beginning Gavin and Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440580974367154431noreply@blogger.com0