Honesty…sometimes that’s a tough one. I’m not talking about blatant lies like, “I used to be an Olympic downhill skier.” I struggle with everyday little white lies like, “Really, I can’t even see that zit.” How can I tell the person, “You know, that really is bad and it just sort of jumps right off…
It is Friday. When I was younger I never understood older people saying, “Thank God it’s Friday.” That sounded so defeatist to me. If you hate your job so much that you are just living for Friday then you need to change it up. These people are stuck in a rut. I will never, ever be in…
I have been crazy busy trying to write something worth reading, so I will leave this day to Walt Whitman. Regardless of your party or candidate, Enjoy the Process!: Election Day, November, 1884 by Walt Whitman (1819-1892) If I should need to name, O Western World, your powerfulest scene and show, ‘Twould not be you,…
I went to Starbuck’s this morning as I always do (my life has a bit of a Groundhog Day feel to it sometimes). As I approached the counter there before me stood one of my favorite people. A woman, nicely dressed, great shoes and obviously very, very important. She was so important that it was…
I read an article in Time that said certain experts are stating January 21, 2008 was the most depressing day of the year. While I am reluctant to believe that something like this can be determined, it sure does seem possible. The mortgage crisis, unemployment, the inept administration currently running our country, the stock market,…
Patience is something I do not have… I am not a patient person and there has been some fallout. I am not a good cook. I cook everything on high and I rush putting the meal together because I do not have patience. My children look at me sometimes like I am a raving lunatic…
The washing machine is fixed. It occurred to me that I never let anyone know the washing machine is fixed. I am back in business! Why are people drawn to organized religion. I have never been an organized religion type of person. Whatever that means. The Church and the idea that someone else gets me…
I found one of my old journals last night. Below was my entry on January 6, 2005. I am thankful and more aware of just how blessed I am. I am thankful for: The early morning through my half open eyes when I get to sleep in A foot rub right in the arch of…