ALL THESE SMALL THINGS

You know what hurts more than stepping barefoot on a lego? Stepping barefoot on TWO legos. No- it’s barbie shoes- evil plastic particles that they are. Wait, nope, actually, I think it might possibly be barefoot on metal toy airplanes. Yes, That. They draw blood even so for sure that wins. Guess what sucks more than a … Continue reading ALL THESE SMALL THINGS

BURN

Today I told my class I would see them next week, on Monday. You know, as in five days from now. There was silence, confused looks, a question about whether or not there was class on Wednesday this week. To which I replied, oblivious, “you mean like today?” Ummmmmmm. Nooooooo. Nope. Just no. Today is … Continue reading BURN

#FAIL

Ever feel like you are doing everything the opposite of how it should be done? Gotten the contrary result of that which you sought? Like you’re getting more things wrong than right? Congratulations, you’re doing life right. We learn from failure, we grow from mistakes, we gleen truth from experiencing its absence. Learning how to … Continue reading #FAIL

POMPEII

Okay, so as follow up to yesterday's post; here is Part B of the whole happiness reconstruction project I’ve got going down. DIY Happy Pills: How to Reframe Your Way Into Being An Optimist Using the list referenced in “Carry On," to work through this let’s use the following (totally hypothetical . . ) scenarios: … Continue reading POMPEII

(It’s My) BATTLEFIELD

I’ve been doing a lot of thinking on this whole reframing deal, and how critical it is to our level of happiness. Reframing is more than seeing the glass half full or looking at life through rose colored glasses; that’s an oversimplification. Reframing is the work of an optimist, to be sure, but it is, however, work. … Continue reading (It’s My) BATTLEFIELD

(The) Good Life

Attention please, alert the presses, there is a new contender for the 2014 Mother of The Year Award. Who? Why, yours truly of course. Duh. Supporting evidence: Me. In pajamas. Driving my children (all) two blocks to school, five minutes before the bell rings. Yeah… so that just happened, and no by pajamas I don’t … Continue reading (The) Good Life