Sometimes life gets a bit mental. Demands, both the real and the imagined, outnumber our energy to such a degree that curling up in the fetal position whilst rocking and moaning suddenly seems like a viable option. The best way to break free, for me, is to do something different. Something new. [...]
Categories: Finding Joy, Intentional Happiness
I wear makeup in direct proportion to how anxious I’m feeling. For example, while attending a family wedding approximately twenty pounds heavier than I planned to, I wore eyeliner, three different shades of eye shadow, and a double layer of mascara. If you ever see me in person and I’m wearing eyeliner, pat [...]
Categories: Finding Joy, Humour?
32 is BORING. Almost as boring as 31. 30 was a spectacular milestone and I’m looking forward to 33, because there’s just something spiffy about doubled digits like that. 35 will be party time because being abysmally horrible at math I’ve always loved how easy it is to count by 5’s and [...]
Categories: Finding Joy
Neil and I love to buy things for our children. We’re a bit manic about it, actually. It’s one of our many too-too-extremes and we probably need to fight it harder. Innumerable games and books and toys clutter our life, suffocate our carpets, and climb up our walls. And we’re forever [...]
Categories: Finding Joy
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