This baybay kid is so pissed and I love it so hard. As a child that got a He-Man for a birthday gift, I totally understand and appreciate this 5-year old’s message.
There’s still hope guys. There’s still hope.
Up until about a week or so ago, I thought the Christmas carol “What Child is This?” was actually named “Whose Child is This?” and I can’t stop laughing at myself for it.
Baby Jesus. He’s a good time.
Is anyone else mildy disturbed by this statue that you can actually buy online? I mean…for a mere $229 you can have this fine lawn ornament for many Christmases to come.
I’m not complaining,
But this reduced sunlight shit,
Can kiss my pale ass.
Listen to “You Can Call Me Al” by Paul Simon and try not to smile and feel happy. I dare you.
“If you’ll be my bodyguard, I can be your long lossst palllll…”
P.S. Previous post title: “This Difference a Year Makes” This difference. Who am I right now. I’m correcting it, but for those of you that noticed, know that I also noticed and shuddered. I swear I graduated from college.
This morning, I contemplated laying in bed with the covers over my head all day. I wanted to spend the day in bed, with my pajamas and my little corgi dog and not face the world. Yesterday, it seemed like this feeling was coming on mainly because my shower curtain rod had fallen down and no. matter. what. I. tried. IT WOULD NOT GO BACK UP. I seriously wanted to javelin that bitch out of the second floor window.
But I realize it’s more than the shower curtain. (although we can all agree, THAT SUCKS. That sucks like tangled-up hangers suck. I will seriously have a Code Blue Meltdown over tangled up-hangers)
A year ago this week, my life changed significantly. In one week, I got offered a great, new, full-time job, turned 29, and found myself to be going through a divorce. It literally all happened in the same week.
It’s amazing how quickly and completely your life can change.
More importantly, it’s amazing how much of a difference a year can make.
While I do still have moments, especially the last few days, of feeling enormously sad, I have even bigger moments of feeling so grateful. I am so grateful for the people in my life, and the person I have become.
My previous life seems so distant to me, and I don’t want it back. However, I’m even grateful for it. I learned more than I can say from being married and going through a divorce, and it changed me, for the better. I am now more patient, more calm, more forgiving, more accepting, and more balanced. I am more aware of what I need and what I can give. I feel more like “me” now than ever before and I’m happy, right where I am, just as I am.
Sometimes just saying that out loud makes you realize you have no reason to want to lay in bed with the covers over your head. (except for the fact that it’s awesome)
No matter what you’re facing right now, it will get better. Do things that make you feel better. Write. Create something. If you can’t think of a project, go look at pinterest. Swear to you, that site shows the coolest shit. Make a list of things you enjoy that you can focus some energy on. Make a list of five things you are thankful for and say them out loud each morning. Believe me, I’ve been to therapy, THIS WORKS. For me, my plan is to get my butt back in the gym daily. I haven’t really been since daylight savings time started. Also, it means either getting out of the office at lunch and getting outside or going to lay in a tanning bed a few times a week. It’s bad for you, I know. But as I’ve previously explained, S.A.D. is a real thing, and I need to get my Vitamin D.