Posts made in January, 2012

Top Ten {Tuesday} Ways to Get Your Head in the Clouds

***I wrote this post last May for a blog swap hosted by Life…Your Way.  I’ve always wanted to post it here and the lovely lady, Patricia Iles from Contemplating Happiness, who hosted my post agreed that I could re-post it on my own blog.  She also wrote a book.  Pretty sure you should buy it.  I’ve been contemplating happiness, or the lack thereof, lately and felt I needed to get back to basics, baby.  So here’s a sort of physician, heal thyself or bitch, open your eyes post from my former self.***

 

So yeah, happiness.  I like it.  Happiness is pretty dope.  I have known some happy people.  I have even been happy myself on occasion.  It’s pretty much the mission of all living beings from like birth, although what you or I might find a lovely and amazing bit o’ happy is probably not in the same stratosphere as what Lady Gaga or the raccoon rooting around in your garbagio is on the lookout for.  Although Lady Gaga and that raccoon might share an interest or two.

But how is a girl, or guy, to get her, or him, some?  Eternal and question come to mind.  Just what is the correct dose of this and that to fill ‘er up the old heart and soul, to lift and separate them and make them perky as all get out?  Check the list and get that head in the clouds.

10.  Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back – Do you watch House?  Because if you don’t then you really should.  Because smart, funny, bad-ass screw-ups are hot.  At least when they live inside your teevee for only an hour a week.  But if you do, you already know that House gets through a miserable, pain filled existence only by being so intrigued by a case that every other issue is obliterated by the intense need to solve the case and assuage the curiosity.  Find something that catches you up in it and time will literally disappear.  (This writer is not to be held responsible should time not actually disappear)

9.  Fever in the morning, fever all through the night -  Get your mind out of the gutter.  Or get it all up in the gutter.  Pole dancing, reading obscure Russian science fiction, volunteering to carry homeless orphans with medical issues on your back ten miles to school every day in three feet of snow, blogging.  It doesn’t really matter what path your passion takes as long as there is a path.  Something that gets your special bits all a tingle and that you would do, or do do (heh, do do), without any compensation except the (yep, I’m saying it) happy, happy, joy, joy of the act.

8.  Don’t Stop Believin’ – You gotta believe that there is something greater than you out there.  It can be God, science, your family, the universal connection of all human souls.  Once again, the path doesn’t matter as long as you have a path.  We all need something to cling to when the lights get low and something to spiritually slap skins with during the awesomes that life can bring.

7. An Attitude of Gratitude – C’mon y’all, you’ve heard it a million.  Thanks begets thanks.  Change your attitude, change your life.  It is one of those simple, not easy thangs that seem to be so plentiful in life.  What is easy is saying/writing/tweeting/posting/texting three gratefuls a day to help uncover all of the awesome you already have lying around in the corners of your life just waiting for you to remember and fill you up with the old happy shinies.

6.  Reach out and touch somebody’s hand -  Make this world a better place, if you can.  Volunteering, random acts of kindness, and activism are all good ways to get out there and get you some of that sweet, sweet soul satisfaction.  The warm and fuzzies are nothing to sneeze at.  And they feel so nice against your skin.

5.  Dream On – And on.  And on.  Reach those fingers right on up through the clouds and into the great abyss and dream until your dream comes true.  Then get another dream.  This is why we hop on the hamster wheel day after day.  This is what hurls us into action.  And getting our grubbies around the edges of those dreams, or dyin’ tryin’, is the bacon on the cheeseburger of life – it just puts it right over the top.

4.  Just Dance – Or sing.  Or fly a kite.  Or play the ukulele(but only if you’re truly awesome).  Just make it light and take it breezy.  Be silly, be weird, get all the wacky inside of you out.  Let it send you soaring head over heels, cattywampus like Fizzy Lifting Drink sent Charlie and Grandpa.  Jump on the bed, blow bubbles, twirl until you fall in a heap.  Laugh until you snort and then laugh some more.  Life can be fun, make sure you’re in on that action.

3.  They call me the seeker – Of knowledge, that is.  Continuing on the quest after all the years of school run out and you have to *gasp* work at an actual job, makes your mind strong like bull, sharp like tiger.  And then there’s the whole issue of zest.  Which apparently is added to your life when you keep up with lifelong learning thang.  Plus, you kick major boo-tay at trivia games.  Which I heard can really increase your chances of getting an entirely different kind of boo-tay.  Not really, but do it anyway.

2.  The New Workout Plan – Oh yeah, it’s the oldest of all the chestnuts for a reason.  That reason be three fold.  1) It will amp up your self esteem in a major way because you will look different, feel different and act different.  2) Energy begets energy.  Expend some at the gym and you will be rewarded with an extra boost to be used later for your own purposes.  3) You get a totally honest, and earned, high.  All those endorphins are doing good, good things for you.  And?  Totes legal and consequence (read: hangover) free.

1.  Two fine people should love each other – People are strange ’cause people need people.  Rainy day people need shiny happy people.  Power to the people – the short people, the party people, the everyday people.  Up with people!  What it all boils down to in this mad, mad world is going balls out for the stars and doing it alongside our very own peeps.  Your mother, your brother, your other brother’s sister’s mother.  Whoever would lift you up on their shoulders to give you a better chance at touching the moon – honor them, respect them and lift them right up there too.  Because people who have people are super dee duper lucky, yo.  And I consider myself lucky because I have Y-O-U.

Check out the other terrific Top Ten Tuesday lists hosted by the lovely Oh Amanda, you won’t regret it!

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Dose Of Happy – IRL

Over at Band Back Together we’re feeling like we want to junk punch the next person who asks us if we have a case of the Mondays.  So instead of doing the time in the resulting anger management program, we decided to take Monday back.  So we’re linking up our Dose of Happy posts and bringing the awesome back to Mondays.  You can play too.  Now get  your happy on.

Happys are getting harder and harder to locate what with all these gray and rainys and the SADs and the depressed economy and the Bachelor still cranking out seasons.  But I had myself a big ole happy in the form of my first Band meetup.  I had lunch with Shevaun, y’all!  And she was freaking awesome because…obvi.

I was nervous due to all the social anxiety and real life person thing, but she was nice and funny and smart and a little bit cheeky all rolled into one.  And she didn’t make me feel like a glutton for inhaling my food in a manner of seconds.  Plus she let me take a picture, even though she’s anti-pictures(as am I for the record.)  But she’s purty and I’m not too hideous of a beast, albeit a little wrinkly around the eye area.

All in all she added up one total badass chick.  She was nervous too, and admitted it, which made me feel right at home instead of the total loser I had been feeling like.   Also?  She was reading a book when I arrived.  Her goal is to read 200 books this year.  Pretty sure she’s halfway there.  My goal?  20.  Which is a stretch what with the tornado that resides within my home.

So happy that I finally got to meet her IRL and hope to do it again real soon.  Because I forgot to ask to see the pegacorn wallet and that is something everyone should see at least once in a lifetime.

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Trifextra Challenge – Love. Exciting And New.

As if the Trifecta weekly writing challenge weren’t badass enough, those diabolical editors, both silent and un, are hosting a second weekly challenge, Trifextra.  The rules change each weekend so be sure to check in often so you’ve got the knowledge and the goods to bring it.  Oh, it’s on.

This week’s challenge:  Tell a love story in 33 words.

Wriggling fingers, plump and sticky, shimmy around, find each other and draw the circle tight.  Cheek against cheek, glee adorns the dusky room.  Haphazard, fickle, heady as two-dollar wine.

Best.  In the world.

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Friday Fluff – Yum, Ignorant Bones

What badass mamajama started the Friday Fluff craze that’s sweeping the nation?  Lisa from Seeking Elevation, that’s who.  Read her often hilarious, totally irreverent and always honest replies to surveys posted to Quizopolis.com.  And join in.  I double dog dare ya.

This week’s survey was created by:  LoLgUrLiE

flowers, purple, painting, simple, canvas - Purple Flowers II

Art by elisaann

Do you have a crush right now?

I think I’ve discussed this a time or two.

What is your favorite color?

Green.

What about your favorite animal?


Choose one … ;) =) >:D :-{D

I don’t know where one begins and the next ends.  How about ( .Y. )

Did you ever have an F on your report card?

Fuck no.  But I got a C once.  As a grade.  In Counseling 101.  Shut up.  I don’t want to talk about it.  But it involved one of the worst, most rambling, ancient teachers I’ve ever had and a few absences.  Due to my roommate’s lukemia.  And it kept me .02 away from graduating with honors.  #scarredforlife

What about straight A’s

I got a lot of A’s.  I got a lot of B’s once I realized that I could do pretty freaking well at the very last minute.  #underachiever 

If you could go back in time and change one thing that you did, what would it be?

I would choose not to answer this survey.

Do you enjoy singing?

Aw, yeah.

If so, has anyone ever told you that you can sing well?

No one that has ears or is able in any way to interpret sound.

Again…Choose one…<3 , ><> , * , @(^_^)@

8===D

Are you listening to music right now?

Nope.

If so, what song are you listening to?

If not, what song do you WANT to be listening to?

Anything other than what I am listening to.  Maybe this.  She makes me want to fuck shit up.  


What is your favorite subject in school?

English/Lit.  Kinda a gimme.  But I also loved my Psychobiology of Addiction class and all of my Cultural Anthropology classes.  I started out as an Anthro major.  Wanted to live with the gorillas.  Like Jane Goodall.  But with gorillas.

What is the month of your birthday?

November

Do you like country music?

There is a very specific window in time(early 90′s) from which I know and love many country songs.  I did partially grow up in Texas and you can’t really escape the exposure no matter how hard you try.  And this song was the country story of my life.  Dig on the pre-polish Faith Hill, yo.

What about rock?

Oh yeah.  That’s what I’m talking about.  Stones, Beatles, Zepp, Jimi, The Who.  I love them all.

….rap?

I’m unclear on the line between rap and hip-hop.  Either way, I’m kicking it old school.  The Beasties, Jay, Run DMC, LL, Dre, Snoop, Biggie.  It’s all good baby, baby.

I draw the line at Tupac.  Dude was mad smart, yo, and full up with talent.  But he squandered it with a life full or rage and aggression and glamorized the Thug Life for generations of kids coming up through the shit.  Convicted of sexual abuse of a woman, shot a cop, was connected to the accidental death(by stray bullet) of a child.  This is not a role model.  He sickens me.  

If you had to eat one fruit for a month straight…what would it be? oranges, bananas, grapes, apples, or kiwi? (or other)

Am I ONLY eating this fruit?  Because, if so, this is my nightmare.  The only fruits I really eat are apples and raisins.  And then only by default or diet constraints.  

Do you like roses or tulips better?

Tulips.

QUICK THINK OF A NAME!!!

Steven

Was the name that you just thought of a member of your family?

No.

What about a close friend?

No.

Ok…what about your crush?

No.  It’s probably because I just finished watching American Idol and Steven Tyler is a lascivious old fuck.  Don’t give me any shit about watching it, they had me at bipolar and kept me at Jairon.  

Do you watch SpongeBob?

Fuck no.  I prefer my animation not be in the form of a mouth-breathing, ignorant Appalachian hillbilly nerd from under the sea. 

What is the name of your best friend?

My best friend is Dani.  My bff is Elisa.  My bestie is Crystal.  My homegirl is Andrea.  Then there’s these two girls in my Tribe.  It takes a village.  

Do you like fish or chicken more?

Gross.

Are you a vegatarian?

I’m a vegetarian.  

What about your steak…Rare, Medium, or Well done (for me … well done :P)

So not only are you eating a hunk of cow flesh that will sit in your colon for time untold, but your ingesting a fuckton of carcinogens from overcooking it.  Nice work.

I eat my steak in the form of tofu.

Did you like this random survey?

I like picking the bones of ignorant teenagers who can’t spell out of my teeth.  So yes, yes I did.

Last thing…..Pick a # out of these… 1,2,4,7,14

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Trifecta Challenge – Beast

This post is a response to the weekly writing challenge from Trifecta.  Not only is this a challenge, it’s a competition.  One that comes with the rewards of triumph, increased feelings of self satisfaction and having your wondrous words featured on Trifecta.  Join in and be judged, you know you have the words to kick some literary bootay.

This week’s word:  Beast

They say it’s the nature of the beast.  But who the fuck are they and why the fuck should I take their word for it?  I don’t know much, but I know that this work is an uneven fit, at best, for most of those in its employ.  Never mind that it is, by far, the most ubiquitous job in existence.  The one that we supplicate and suffer gratefully to take part in.

The meat of it, the dank, fetid inner core is where the actual beast lurks.   Waiting for the censor to weaken before unfurling and taking the wheel.  That sharp and hollow impulse, that excruciatingly human instinct to preserve the urges of the self by any means.  Just five more minutes.

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