Wednesday, May 31, 2017

I'm Thinking of Shaving My Legs

Ok…I’m going into a Dr. Phil moment so hang on: My best friend shaves his legs.

There, I’ve said it.

He’s an outstanding cyclist and triathlete and if I told him how much I respect his physical accomplishments he’d probably think I was asking him out for a date. (NOTHING WRONG WITH THAT IN TODAY’S WORLD!)

Anyway, he shaves his legs because he finds it’s more comfortable when he bikes and swims.

Now, yes, I think it’s a little crazy. But, he has a good, practical reason for it. 

Here’s the point, though: He believes shaving helps his performance, he doesn’t care what other people think about it, doing it doesn’t hurt other people…and, well, he likes shaving his legs.

There you go.

Even if he didn't have practical, performance reasons it's none of my business what he does if it makes him happy!

We all have little idiosyncrasies; things we enjoy doing that don’t really affect other people and we enjoy whatever it is. But, most of us think, “If other people knew I did this they’d think I was (you fill in the blank).

“I don’t care what you think about me. I don’t think about you at all.” -Coco Chanel

The people who love you, love you. The people who don’t know you are probably so tied up in themselves all they can do is judge.

“Forget about what everyone else thinks and says. If it makes you happy, do it.” Anon.

Life’s too short to worry about small people. If something makes you happy—or, you believe it will make you happy—there’s no sense in waiting; jump right in! Or, find way to try it, at least stick your toe in the water and see what it feels like.
Speaking of toes....about two weeks ago when I tried a pedicure for the first time (See!) I had the pedicurist paint my two big toenails Carolina Blue and put interlocking NC’s on them. I got a ton of comments at an Artsplosure celebration. My toes made me smile, made them smile and them smiling made me smile again!

You and I know there’s something you want to do and you’ve been hesitating.


“I don’t care what you think of me! Unless you think I’m awesome – in which case, you’re right! Carry on…” Anon.

Friday, May 26, 2017

Here's a Moment for This Weekend

So, friends, what's up for Memorial Day Weekend?

Are you planning a beach trip, cookout, ballgame, or are you staying home and piddling around or reading or both?

Whatever you are doing, please take a moment and remember the reason for Memorial Day; it is in remembrance of those "who died in active military service."

I don't know about you, but I often think of men and women, young and old, who experienced all kinds of deaths in places well-remembered, forgotten, or never known.

And, they did it on our behalf.

That's the part you need to remember; they died so that I could sit here in my office in safety and type this memorium; so you could sit in safety and read it.

I believe their spirits are with us always. I believe a lot of them are looking at what they defended and are thinking (if that's what they do), "WTF??!!!"

I'm not busting the people in power right now because that's a polarizing act. However, I am busting what's happening; a dramatic drop in respect for the United States around the world, confusion among the people who should know what they are doing, and legislative decisions that seem to put at risk those of us who are the weakest and least able to take care of themselves.

So much of what we see now is not what people sacrificed their lives for at Lexington, Gettysburg, the Sorbonne, Belleau Wood, Iwo Jima, Heartbreak Ridge, the Tet Offensive, Baghdad and Basra.

We owe those who made the ultimate sacrifice more than we are now giving.

Remember them when you're having a beer and burger this weekend. Remember them--at least for a moment--on a Monday you will, in all probability, safely enjoy thanks to their sacrifices.

Wednesday, May 24, 2017

Who's Yer Brother?!

This is from the National Day Calendar: "Observed every year on May 24, Brother’s Day honors the brothers in our lives.  Whether we have one or many, our brothers hold a special place in our hearts.  Even for those who don’t have brothers, someone in their life is usually like a brother to them.  Brothers from other mothers are found in a best friend, a brother-in-law or a cousin.  They are the men in our lives we count on even when we don’t talk very often.  We share memories, challenges that frequently began with the phrase, “Watch this!” soon followed by a few stitches.
They are the men in our lives we count on even when we don’t talk very often.  We share memories, challenges that frequently began with the phrase, “What’s this!” soon followed by a few stitches. While minding their own business, they are also prepared to step in when necessary.  That’s what brothers do.
Of course, they’ve been known to put toads on your head or gum in your hair.  They may have been too cool for you once, too.  Brothers come in many shapes and sizes and so do their relationships.  Whatever yours is, take the time to celebrate your brother on Brother’s Day."
So, to Joe, David, Jeff, Joel, Bob, Buddy, Fred, Andy, Brian, and Pi Kapps everywhere, thank you for being my brothers. You've been there when I needed you as I have tried to be there for you.

Wednesday, May 17, 2017

Yelling At a 3-Year Old

If a fearful, 3-year old child came to you with a problem what would you say and do? 

Would you berate them, yell at them that they are stupid and a loser, or, at worst, slapp’em around a little and tell’em to suck it up and be tough?

While there are animals, idiots, and misguided people in the world who might do all those things most of us would find solutions of that type of be the farthest things from our minds. (In fact, even reading that sentence made some of you uncomfortable)

The vast majority of us would listen, sympathize and empathize, calm the child and offer help.

Now, here’s the problem: Most of us, when we come to ourselves with a challenge, treat ourselves in the rougher, less human and understanding way.

No kidding.

We are much harder on ourselves than we are on others. 

There’s a wonderful quote that says, “When we are in our own minds we are behind enemy lines.”

What would you do if you—as a 3-year old—came to you with a challenge? How would you listen? How would you sympathize and empathize? How would you help yourself step up to the challenge, deal with it, and move on?

This isn’t fluffy-thinking silliness, or being too soft on yourself, or dodging the issue. This is becoming more self-aware, which most of us are not. 

What is a challenge you are facing right now? If a 3-year old, or a good friend, came to you with the same issue how would you treat them? What would you say? 

Try that with yourself and cut yourself a little slack. And, when you face the challenge and do what you can, give yourself a reward.

Treat your 3-year old to some ice cream. 

Rocky Road would be nice.

With sprinkles.

And Kool Whip.

I’m just sayin’. 

***I bet you know someone who could use this message...send it to them.

Monday, May 15, 2017

A Six-Pack and a Helium Balloon

A month ago I turned 65. A friend left a six-pack of Trader Joe’s Ale  with a Happy Birthday! balloon tied to it on my front porch.

The six-pack didn’t last very long at all. But, the balloon lasted A MONTH!!! I tied the long string to a lamp in the living room and was delighted every time I walked into the room. (Which tells me I should buy helium balloons every now and then and tie them up in the house!)

On Saturday I awoke to find that the balloon had sunk to about 2 feet above the floor. Made me kinda sad to think I wouldn’t see it around. However, when I clipped the string near the balloon’s neck it rose, wonderfully, to the ceiling.

That’s life, isn’t it? We feel ourselves slowly descending, but if we snip off something that is dragging us down—a belief, a person, a habit, a thing—we are lighter, stronger and better able to rise.

PS…here’s a thought…it’s usually better to be the snipper than the snippee. So, if, when you read the blog above you thought, “I could get snipped!” you need to closely look at the situation prompting the thought.  Sometimes, though, we need to be snipped to get us moving. 

Please pass this on to someone who needs to snip or be snipped.