Saturday, December 25, 2010

Tis the Season

May you and yours have a wonderful Christmas. Luke 2 is my favorite passage for the telling of the story of Jesus's birth.

Take a minute to sit back. Ponder where you are with your life. Are you who you wanted to be? Are you where you wanted to be? If not, make those changes this next year. Be a better you. Treat those around you better, too. That's my goal.

Make it count. Every little thing you do each and every day. Make it all count.

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Tea with Jane and Bill

Anxiety was thick. "Would he come," thought she? "What if he changed his mind?" Pacing between the large entry way and the small sitting room window of her sister's modest home, Jane couldn't rest until she heard the clammering of the horses coming up the drive. Butterflies turned somersaults in her insides as she ran through the possibilities of such an opportunity. Excited, nervous, scared, happy. Laughing at herself, she wondered if he would revel in her beauty, or treat her as a child. "Where are those horses?" she picked up her pacing.

In the back of the carriage, something called a Phaeton, William couldn't stop tapping his thumb on the edge of the seat. Staring out at the vast countryside, he was not accustomed to chaperones and personal attendants. He was a lone man wanting to get this day concluded. How could he have agreed to such a lowering of himself? What had he assigned himself? What was even more absurd than meeting with a woman of her class, was that she thought herself an equal in the written word. How can a supposed educated woman think herself anywhere near the caliber of stature as he?

To be continued......

Foreshadowing apologies

Okay, I'm going to be honest here and let you all know a secret. (okay, all 4 of you are now sworn to secrecy.)

I am going to be mixing and trying something new. It most likely won't turn out, but I'll try anyway. I'm wondering what would happen if Jane Austen and William Shakespeare collaborated. Or if you could Austenize Shakespeare.

Wish me luck.

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

To do lists

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to not have a hundred things to do? I wonder that every day. Every single blessed day. Usually I have lists of what needs done, bought, followed up on, etc. Sometimes I even make lists of the lists I need to make. That's when I know it's bad.

I also wonder if anyone else completely shuts down when things seem so overwhelming. It's too much. It seems pointless to even try to get things done. Why bother? Well, after watching an episode of Hoarders, let me tell ya, that's motivation all wrapped up in a pretty little "in your face" kind of show without the odors. Forget the lists, I'm going in head first. Trash bags, elbow length rubber gloves, windex and paper towels. Throw in some duct tape and super glue and I'm your girl to get whatever needs done, done.

But wait, I really should make a to do list so I can keep track of where I need to start. Urgh. Here we go again, square one.

Saturday, December 4, 2010

Wear Gloves

Simple strategies for a happy life:

*Wear gloves when foofing up the Christmas tree out of the box.

*When you crave chocolate, eat just one piece.

*Enjoy everything you see. No matter what.

*Live everyday as if it's your last. (again, see the previous statement.)

*Smile.

*And look people in the eyes. Directly in the eyes.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Depressed with a cold

Depression is a catch 22. The more down you feel on yourself, the more depressed you feel. The more you pull away from those close to you, the more you think they are pulling away from you. This is my life right now. The more things that pile up for me to complete, the more overrun I feel.
Now, add on top of that a cold. What started as a simple winter cold is really wreaking havoc on my psychie. Just when I was starting to get a feel for getting things under control in our house, a cold has me back to square one.

Well, back to making lists and decongestants and the lovely neti pot.