Let’s start off with a little mad science why don’t we …
WARNING & DISCLAIMER:
I will not be held responsible for damages to self, relationships, or property due to not following the directions.
Step 1: Go find yourself a COLD beverage and a straw, a water bottle with a sippy kinda lid on it, or something that you can take liquid into your mouth with. I highly recommend using water. Now go position yourself over a sink or head outside where the only thing in front of you is the ground.
Step 2: Take a sip of your COLD beverage and swallow. Easy right?
Step 3: Take the deepest breath you can and blow out with an open and pursed mouth, as if you were trying to blow up a balloon. Also simple yes? Continue reading
Lots of things make me cranky. Mostly the usual stuff. And the odd thing that, well, perhaps don’t make so many others get all cantankerous and such like I can get. One of those for me is thongs. Yep, I’m talking underwear. No nicey nicey slicey of apple pie kinda post from me today. Except for the gratitude bit in it because you can throw gratitude into just about any post I think.
And for today, I am extremely grateful that thongs make me cranky. Continue reading
I would like to pass along a riveting piece of advice an dear elder of mine in AA shared with me some years ago. She didn’t share it nicely but she did share it with love and good intention. The love was to propel me to be honest with myself and the intention was to shatter a false reality I had lived with most of my life. Her missions were accomplished and then some. I have never looked at the type of thoughts and behaviours in question the same since then, and have been able to change many of my actions around them because of her. For that, I remain forever grateful.
News Flash: People Pleasing Isn’t About Them – It’s About You
“The unraveling is a time when you are challenged
by the universe to let go of who you think
you are supposed to be and to embrace who you are.”
~ Brené Brown ~
August of last year. I’m standing at the sink doing dishes and pressing replay over and over again on a silent but nonetheless very loud conversation I’m having with myself in my own head. “Why are you here again? What’s wrong with you? When are you ever going to change? You’re such a loser.”
And then my mouth opened and out came the statement “You’re depressed.”
The weight of the words made my hands fall into the soapy water. I was physically and mentally paralyzed for a moment. Time stood still, as did I. “But no, I can’t be, I’m better than that!”, I argued back to myself. And out loud no less for full effect. Continue reading
Let’s start with some definitions of fashionista why don’t we …
Merriam-Webster: a designer, promoter, or follower of the latest fashions
Dictionary.com: a very fashionable person, especially one who works in the fashion industry
Cambridge: someone who works in or writes about the fashion industry
No, dear readers, I know I’ve been away from the blog for quite a while now, but I’m still the jeans’n’tshirt kinda gal I was before. I haven’t turned into a fashionista as defined above. So if you came across this post because you were looking for a good read on high fashion, you won’t find it here. I know nuttin’ ’bout it.
What I do however know a little somethin’ somethin’ about is me. And my mental health. Or lack thereof as the case has been since I last wrote on this blog. So if you substitute the word fashion in the above definitions for the words mental health, here’s what you get. Or more correctly what I get since I’m the one switching things up around here … Continue reading