Wednesday Quotable


The great pleasure of a dog is that you may make a fool of yourself with him and not only will he not scold you, but he will make a fool of himself too.

-Samuel Butler

Sunday Reflection

As I sit with my coffee, Cowboy Junkies, and thoughts early this morning, I am not only pondering over just this recent week, but the past two weeks and all of the ups and downs that came with them. My birthday celebration with my husband and friends kicked things off so perfectly, I felt nothing but love and happiness, then last weekend I hurtled into a low quite unlike anything I can recall experiencing. The root of this low was based on something within my professional life, something completely ridiculous and based solely on one person’s unjustified perception – but it impacted me, severely.

Cowboy Junkies

I found myself last Saturday morning curled up into a ball on the couch, near the verge of tears and I couldn’t understand why I didn’t want to leave this place. I was trying to fight off the feelings, but they were so overwhelming. I was genuinely overcome with sadness, and while I had every right to feel this way and then some, it was overtaking me far more than I was comfortable with. I didn’t want to write, I didn’t want to eat, and I definitely did not want to work out. But after several hours of this gloom and doom, I forced myself out into the garage to at least try to muster up the strength to do a bit of weight lifting, because I knew it would help…and help, it did. It didn’t miraculously turn things around, but it did help me turn the corner. It took a few days before I was able to fully shake things off, but by Wednesday of this week, the outlook was much brighter.

I’ll have a large hormonal shift with a side of work stress and a small anxiety, please.

I told my husband that it made me question things about myself – was this the start of some hormonal shift within me now that I’m 42? It’s called perimenopause, right? Is that even a real thing? Or, is it some sort of mild bout of depression, or just something related to the anxiety that I’ve carried with me in my life? I’ll say this, my personal life is incredibly happy and pleasant, and typically my professional one is pretty okay, but it’s not without it’s serious stresses, and I’m not sure if the stress is just starting to finally wear on me, or if it’s one of the above possibilities. Maybe it’s just a combo – I’ll have a large hormonal shift with a side of work stress and a small anxiety, please. Whatever happened, I’m not sure this is something I need to be overly concerned with as it was one bad episode, but it definitely caught my attention.

I’ll make a back alley deal to score some endorphins any day of the week…

So what are my next steps here? Number one, I’m due for my annual visit with the OB/GYN, which is always a party, but a perfect setting to talk about hormones. Side note: I hate hormones. Next up, meditation. I’ve tried to jump on the meditation train in the past to help manage stress, I bought the pillow and found a space where I could zone out and develop my mad meditation skills. But after a week or two, the pillow starts to collect dust and the only time I zone out is when I watch a mind-numbing episode of the Real Housewives flavor of the week. I’m challenging myself to take meditation more seriously as I have this sneaking suspicion that I’m going to need it. Finally, I’m left with exercise. I’ll make a back alley deal to score some endorphins any day of the week – those suckers are worth it, but they don’t always come easily. But hard work pays off, right?

Here’s to hoping that the hormone talk is not yet necessary, and that the rest of my self-prescribed treatment does the trick and keeps things in check. Only a little over a week in and already 42 is hard.

Some worthwhile reads (somewhat) related to this Sunday’s reflections:

Feeling Not Quite Yourself – So, perimenopause might be an actual thing.

10% Happier – A book by Dan Harris that I greatly enjoyed a couple of years ago, and one I plan to revisit.

Oh no, Not You Again – Okay, so totally unrelated to my post above, but a blogger that I’ve grown to love reading, and her latest post took me a bit out of my own head when the mood needed to be lightened up around here. This is a fun and sometimes dirty blog, in a very southern Carrie Bradshaw sort of way.




Pay it Forward Friday


Well folks, it’s that time again. My weekly reminder to take a moment out of your day to do something nice and unexpected for someone else. While it’s your choice on what to do today (or any day, or every day), maybe think about reaching out to someone you haven’t talked to in a while just to tell them you love them. You will most certainly bring a smile to their face.

In the event that you are looking for a little inspiration today, here’s 52 ways to tell someone you love them.

Happy Friday!


Wednesday Quotable

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The only way to escape the abyss is to look at it, gauge it, sound it out and descend into it.

-Cesare Pavese


Pay it Forward Friday


If you know me, you know I have a huge soft spot for animals. Yesterday, I learned of a horrific case of abuse and neglect committed against nearly 40 pit bulls in a home in L.A. discovered a few weeks ago, and I knew immediately that this would be the way I needed to pay it forward today. The details are just so awful, I won’t go into it here, but there are various news stories and photos if you are so inclined to dig deeper.

You see, I spend my work days listening to various talk radio programs on through Sirius XM. Sometimes it’s CNN, but these days I’ve been hooked on the Stars Channel and Radio Andy. Yep – I guess you could call it “trash radio” – but I love it. Much like most people I know, I’m tired of listening to the news, which is basically just endless election coverage, so these channels offer me a nice break. Well, yesterday, during Maria Menouno’s show, Conversations With Maria, she visited this story and had a representative from the organization that has taken in and cared for the surviving dogs – Wags and Walks – on the show. Mid-way through the conversation, Maria was so broken up by the events, that she could barely form words and just fell apart. I was so touched by her emotion, and most of all by the work that Wags and Walks has done to care for these dogs. While it sounds like they are doing so much better, and have bounced back rather quickly after being in such a horrendous environment, the dogs still need a lot of care and also foster homes.

While random acts of kindness are often about people, animals need help and reasons for “smiling” too. Today I chose to make a donation to Wags and Walks towards the care of these precious dogs, because not only is it about their recovery, but it’s also about lending support to the courageous people who have taken on the challenge and put their hearts and souls into the well-being of these dogs, and so many more in need of help. If you are looking for a way to pay it forward today, I encourage you to make a donation – if not to Wags and Walks, than to your local shelter or animal rescue. These innocent animals need to be protected, cared for, and loved.