Thankful Thursday {ONE HUNDRED Little Things I Am Grateful For Right This Minute Edition}

Gratitude It's the little things grateful thankful small stuffHello! I know. I know. (Honestly, I am not even sorry. I won’t apologize. I love you. You love me. We are good. I know this. We are not saying sorry for taking care of our own needs anymore. Nope. Cool? Cool.)

BUT! I said I would take action, you guys, and I totally did. (more on that later)

I am not here to talk about anything other than gratitude via a MONDO list of little things.

I think people get way too caught up in the BIG things. Life is made up of so many things. Big things, little things, annoying things, funny things, terrible things, disastrous things, joyful things. We would all be so much better off if we really appreciated more of the little things.

In space (the outer variety), you have to sweat the small stuff. (That is what Chris Hadfield says. HE would know!) I say, we need to start sweating more of the small stuff in our everyday lives. Except in this case “sweat” is less about worry and more about attention. Paying attention to the small things on the daily that make our lives better, more enjoyable, happier, fun!

Do you understand what I am (let’s face it) over-explaining to you? Cool.

No? Keep reading. It will become obvious soon enough.

Here, without further ado are ONE HUNDRED little things I am grateful for right this very minute. (Feel free to go grab a glass of water before you commit to reading the whole list. 😋 #mandatetohydrate)

  1. MY Things (Capital. Julian & Elise. My babies. These are little things that are big things now!)
  2. Tacos! (This needs no explanation, yes? If you need one, try this.)
  3. Avocados. Heavenly. (Bonus points if you find a perfect one!)
  4. Fixing broken stuff! (I had a broken kettle. I don’t anymore. Yay!)
  5. Podcasts! Holy happiness in audio form. (Need suggestions? Try these. I will add more later!)
  6. My good scissors. ‘Nuff said.
  7. Old Navy dresses. Seriously. Inexpensive and made for every body.
  8. Houseplants! (PURE JOY!)
  9. Arbonne Energy Fizz Sticks. (If they bring Blackberry back you will hear my SQUEE!)
  10. Queer Eye! (Can you believe?? So good!)
  11. STRANGER THINGS! (Sorry sorry. Yelling. I know! BUT! OMG! Have you watched yet?!?)
  12. The Peadymobile. (Yes. I am so grateful for our 13 year old car.)
  13. Great Value Gluten Free Maple Leaf cookies. (I probably shouldn’t be privy to this info.)
  14. Luna the Wonder Kitty. (I mean. Can you say furry little miracle?)
  15. Flushing toilets. (Think about it.)
  16. My ability to fix a toilet. 🙂 (Oh, you knew there was more to that one! Ha!)
  17. Fans.
  18. Aging, but holding on for one more day, portable air conditioning units.
  19. Electricity!
  20. Nova Scotia Power. (Seriously. Six and a half hours without power during a heatwave is no fun!)
  21. Plantstagram! (There are so many kind & knowledgable houseplant *instapeeps.)
  22. Yellow. (the colour)
  23. Thing 2’s social media “influencer”/advertiser/inspirational character voice.
  24. Scotch Tape!
  25. Shoelaces.
  26. Bumblebees!
  27. Daisies!
  28. My favourite yellow bath sheet.
  29. A linen closet perfectly organized* and chock full of clean towels. (*Hah! This is clearly a fantasy.)
  30. Fun socks!
  31. People who wear fun socks.
  32. Grown up, adult-like people who wear fun socks to their very much professional jobs.
  33. This ARTBUCKS™️ Dad Cap from Art Pays Me.
  34. The stack of books to be read on my bedside table.
  35. JVN! (If you don’t know him, you should. He is a gift to this world.)
  36. My iThing.
  37. Cute mugs.
  38. Sassy mugs.
  39. Funny mugs.
  40. Inspirational mugs!
  41. Potting soil. (Made in Canada, no less.)
  42. The Avocado tree I grew from a pit! (Amazing!)
  43. Courage.
  44. Happiness.
  45. My *excellent* sense of humour.
  46. Tears.
  47. Safe spaces to let those tears flow.
  48. My cousin Julie’s last round of chemo!!! (Excellent. Still lots of healing to do.)
  49. Grit.
  50. Inside jokes.
  51. My siblings.
  52. People who send me photos of daisies, their daily cuppa, pretty food, and their water bottles.
  53. Being someone else’s soft place to land.
  54. Being trusted by people with their precious and private stories.
  55. My ability to listen when strangers just need to talk.
  56. Patience.
  57. My Badass button. (It’s a thing! Remind me to show you sometime.)
  58. Random self-planting Wave Petunias.
  59. Deer.
  60. Urban birds.
  61. The weird Chickadee who seems to have forgotten the rest of its song.
  62. Fiery sunsets. (Did you catch tonight’s, here, in Halifax? Gorgeous!)
  63. My Lemon Rosemary’s (that overwintered outside–not in any good way) comeback.
  64. The idea of being on a podcasts. (How will we narrow a topic down?!)
  65. The idea of being on a cooking show. (I am thinking about what I want to learn!)
  66. Remembering I need to book those things! (Whoopsiedoodle! Mom’s are tired, yo.)
  67. My friend Mary. 😊 (You can find her here.)
  68. Numbers like this -> 2:22, 11:11, 5:55, 4:44. (Do you see them, too?)
  69. Audiobooks. (Seriously. Why have I not been listening all along?)
  70. Library holds coming in.
  71. The snazzy new checkout machines at the library! So fast.
  72. Potential coffee dates.
  73. Planned coffee dates.
  74. Past coffee dates.
  75. My Hoya plant from Lori of Farm Fresh Style. (Now to learn how to make more!)
  76. How much summer is left of summer. (There is a LOT of summer left. Revel in it!)
  77. Meal plans.
  78. Simple suppers.
  79. Lunches that seems to appear as if by magic.
  80. Having good ingredients on hand at all times. (The power outage served as a reminder!)
  81. Things who seem to get that stuff does not equal love or happiness.
  82. Things who appreciate the stuff the do have.
  83. Guitar lessons.
  84. Instruments that live out in the open. (Are you a guitar keeper or a guitar player?)
  85. Violin practice in the middle of July.
  86. Memories of my Grandmother (Mama) calling my Grandfather (Papa) “Abie”.
  87. Boiling water in a pot on the stove for tea when my survival skills kicked in this week. (Ha!)
  88. Thing 2 finding and reading old school work. (Like stories from Grade 2.)
  89. My prowess at reading developmental writing. 🙂
  90. Thing 1 playing his electric guitar for us during the blackout. (with zero irony)
  91. My ability to follow through when it comes right down to it.
  92. Donating clothes that no longer fit! (Me, to be clear.)
  93. Ice cream.
  94. Chip Wagon Chips from Glace Bay!
  95. Cape Breton, generally speaking.
  96. My sincere joy at hearing dear friends’ great news.
  97. Empathy aplenty when the news is not great.
  98. Beach days!
  99. New bathing suits. (Plural!)
  100. You for reading this entire list. (Seriously. Thank you.)

Whew!

I did it!

Goodnight.

 

*Plantstagram accounts I love will be shared in a future post.

 

My Word for 2019. Or … ACTION – I Wanna Live!

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Never mistake motion for action. ~ Ernest Hemingway

Full disclosure: I started this post on January 2nd (though it is currently January 4th) and because this is my blog I can change the date to January 2, so I did. Why? Well, the reason is twofold. a) See the aforementioned “MY blog” 🤓 and b) because I want to have a post for everyday this month and since I have been writing, starting something new, trying to learn a couple of new things, busy with back to school after a big break stuff, reading actual books, and if I may be frank, actually DOING things, I figured it was okay. Okay? Are we cool? Cool. Cool cool cool cool cool cool cool. 

In case you haven’t figured it out yet or didn’t see my official announcement on Instagram as I was ringing in the New Year (Are you not following me there? Why not?! I am pretty fun. Go follow me now. It’s okay. I’ll wait right here.) I have decided to choose another word for 2019. I chose two in 2018 and you know what? I never did make it back here to write about them, but I did take them to heart and I think they were helpful.

Last year’s words were “Focus & Flourish” (written just like that) and I would write them down in places I knew I would be glancing throughout the day. My awesome kitchen chalkboard frame thing? Oh yeah! It was totally written there. It stayed there for a good long time, too. I really needed the reminder.  It isn’t that anything magical happened, but in a way a lot of great things happened. They may have been tricky to see through a pretty big dose of ick, but if I am being objective (and I am) there were many fun, nice, practical, and people-centric things that happened last year, in real life, that were good.

So, in the interest of putting my new word to good use right off the bat, I give you my word for 2019. Ta daa!

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So …

Do you choose a word for the year? Something to help you focus on a goal or a more mindful way of living? I’d love to hear about it.

Feel free to share your word and your reasons for choosing it in the comments. (I love comments! AND! I love responding to them because I know what a rare treat they can be and I understand that commenters are choosing to spend their time here with me. I like being heard and I like letting others know they have been heard. It matters. You matter. Thank you for commenting.)

 

 

 

 

Fuller disclosure: It is now Saturday and I am about to hit publish. The post will still have a date  of January 2, 2019. C’est la vie! 

Credit where credit is due: Photo by S O C I A L . C U T on Unsplash

Happy New Year! Welcome To 2019. Let’s Make It Great!

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Happy New Year, everyone!

At this moment in time I am mostly hoping the shock of seeing something new published here is not causing any of you heart palpitations. Unless they are in the good pit-a-pat, “Oh we missed you!” kind of way, in which case, by all means palpitate away!

Today is January first and I have made myself some serious (and not-so-serious) (I mean. My happiness must account for something, right?) promises that I will keep.

Please note, I did not say “intend to keep”. I said, “I will keep”. BIG difference. I can intend until the cows come home (except for that one weird one) (you know the one right? No? Oh, I will get to that this month … but I digress …), but without will nothing happens. My will is strong. It is back with a vengeance (of kindness… no worries there … unless you crossed me <cue ominous music and single eyebrow raise> Ha ha!) and I feel determined to make this year one filled with joy and success.

I wrote a bit about it on my Tempered With Kindness Facebook page (which I hope you have liked) and well, I am sharing it here because I often stopped myself (last year) from writing or hitting publish when I felt it was mundane or not exciting or filled with flashy events. Meh. Life is TOO short! This is my space to share all of it, right? Mundane to magical. Silly to spectacular. Unimaginable to unfiltered as– well you know what all the cool kids say. 😉

Here is what I shared today.

“In 2018, while I was really trying to focus on what was truly important to me (and letting go of many things I loved, that simply were not meant to be), I passed on opportunities that might have made my life easier, enriched, or successful, in the long run and definitely some things that would have made me happy. I tolerated things (not a big fan of that word, btw) over which I would be outraged on another’s behalf. I lived a year of letting things wash over me. It was what I needed to do at the time.

2019 is a new year and I am here for it. 🍾🥂

I am well rested. I had what can best be described as a week of sloth during the holidays -and it was glorious!
Now I am ready for new opportunities, leaping, taking some risks, and ultimately, simply saying yes to more things.

I hope you will be here for the hijinks that inevitably will ensue. Thank you all for your love and kindness and most of all your steadfast support through a year of spotty blogging and not very much excitement. This year is going to be very different. I can feel it in my bones. (Incidentally my bones are pretty insulated at the moment. Ha ha! Just me? Oh, god. I hope not! Meh! More on that later!)

Onward we go!”

I said what I needed to say. I tempered it with kindness.

I said what I meant. I meant what I said.

I said it. I meant it.

I’m ready. Let’s GO!

 

Are you ready for this new year? What are you doing today, right this minute, to help make this a good year for you? All those baby steps add up. Actions matter. (Oh! More on that later, too!)

If you happen to read this, I would be thrilled beyond belief if you were to reach out, say hello, share a comment, or let me know you are also here for 2019 and all the good things we will make happen.

 

⭐️Credit where credit is due (and I will be talking a LOT more about this this year, too!): Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash

 

Riddle Me This.

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What is it about Sundays?

I mean, there are other days to have an existential crisis, right?

Why must Sunday always be the day for these questions that bother me so to crop up and, well, bother me so?

I spend so much time trying to make sure other people are not stressed out that by the time Sunday rolls around my resources are depleted and I am left with all the thinky thoughts.

Meh.

It’s okay.

It’s fine.

I’ll be fine.

BUT!

I have a question and I am going to pose it here. I realize this is less a blog post more a query, but guess what! Some days are like that and you are here and maybe you are wondering about these things too, so why not just ask? Right?

Okay, here goes.

Can you be enlightened and disillusioned at the same time?

That’s it.

Please mull it over and leave your thoughts in the comments.

Thanks!

Happy Sunday! (Anyway.) 😉

 

 

 

Credit where credit is due Photo by Jon Tyson on Unsplash

 

 

Set It Up Sunday: Short & Sweet Edition

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Good afternoon! (Also, good morning, good evening, & goodnight, depending on where you are. Where are you anyway? I’m so curious! Let me know in a comment. That’d be cool.)

Now, where was I?

Oh, yeah! Good afternoon! A few years ago I wrote a post called “Set It Up Sunday” and it’s one that I have shared, time and again, through the years, but have never really followed up with anything new. (By all means, please go read it, so you know what I am talking about. Seriously. Go ahead. I’ll just be here typing. It’s fine. Go. Go!) No new spin or information or updates on how my life has changed. Life is never static and neither are blogs, writing gigs, or Social Media jobs.

So much has changed in my life over the past couple of years I find it hard to wrap my brain around it – just in my every day – let alone trying to articulate it out loud, publicly, in a way you would understand (or even care about), all the while trying to keep other people’s privacy in mind.

It’s exhausting, actually.

Ultimately, though, change is good. It is. You (we) benefit and grow when change is afoot. I do not want to live a life of stagnation and safety. I want to live my life to the fullest. People come and people go. That’s a fact. Most times, even if it doesn’t seem like it in the moment, it’s absolutely for the best.

Anyhoo, I thought maybe I should give it – my Set It Up Sunday – a bit of an update. Semi-regularly. Maybe even a weekly one just to let you know where I am in my plans for the week ahead and how I will be tackling the things that come my way, as well as the things that are constant. Things, husbands*, meal planning and prep, my nagging self doubt and imposter syndrome. You know? The usual.

In addition to letting you into my world a bit more it will really help me to keep writing consistently. Gathering my thoughts and writing things out really helps me to focus on the task at hand – regardless of what that task might be. (See: aforementioned Things, husbands, meal planning, and prep)

Is that something you would be interested in reading here? Feel free to let me know in the comments or in all the places. I know you know where to find me. We have discussed this. 

Meanwhile, my darling tens of readers, while all y’all talk amongst yourselves I’ll just go ahead and give you a teeny list to serve as this week’s Set It Up Sunday. Okay? Cool.

Here it is! (with bullet points because that is a very grownup thing to do!)

  • Plot out suppers for the week (yes, just suppers)
  • Food shop for needed ingredients and a few convenience items
  • Buy TP (yes, I am going there)
  • Buy Dawn (blue)
  • Make magical bathroom/household cleaner
  • Get new IKEA sheets and bedding onto the beds
  • Read before bed instead of scrolling your life away
  • Commit to hit daily Fitbit step goal M-F (yes, weekend are optional)
  • Commit to consuming 4 litres of water every single day
  • Log meals
  • Post coffee cheers and daily meal wrap ups in Instagram everyday (ON the day)
  • Get outside into the fresh air everyday
  • Actually meet friends for coffee talk or walking coffee talk
  • Commit to working from a mobile office at least 2 days this week
  • Finish at least 2 posts that have been stuck in drafts (STAT!)
  • Write new food related post
  • Photos for aforementioned food related post
  • Work on content creation every single day (even if you don’t post)
  • Get ahead of scheduled Social Media posts so I can have an actual weekend off
  • Craft at least one solid pitch to a respected company/brand offering to partner

Whew! That sounds like an awful lot, but I have taken time today to do several of these things. The easy ones like suppers, food shopping, TP, and dish soap are done. SCORE! The scarier or more challenging ones terrify me to even type out, but doing so can only serve to help me. I have dreams just like everybody else. I have plans. Or well I have a “pla” at the very least and if you go read my original post you can see that that my friends, is progress, because back in 2015, al I had was a “pl”.

Wish me luck!

Also, seriously, I want to know what you think. Let’s continue the conversation.

Here’s to a happy, healthy, productive week.

 

 

*I swear I just have the one husband. This is not the first time I have written “husbands”. Believe me, I ask “what is wrong with you?!?” to myself all the time, too. It’s okay. We’re cool.

Credit where credit is due: Photo by Domenico Loia on Unsplash

Saturdays Are Best: Podcast Edition

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Do you listen to podcasts? Which ones are you really into these days? What topics interest you?

Podcasts are wonderful. I love them. They are excellent for when I am working and need the exact right level of distraction. They’re great for listening to when your eyes just need a break from the work of the day. They can be used to motivate, encourage, and inspire. A good podcast will have you smiling, nodding in agreement, and occasionally talking back to the podcaster who – let’s be clear, here – can not hear you. The best ones will most definitely leave you thinking.

If you have been wanting to get into a good podcast and weren’t sure where to start or what the heck you should be listening to, fear not! I am here for you.

I have found myself listening to a lot of podcasts lately and I definitely lean towards the ones that are uplifting, cheerful, happy, or helpful. I also love to learn new things, so if there is an educational component, of course, I appreciate that, too.

I find podcasts that are about 30 minutes in length are just about perfect for me. I can almost always find 25-30 minutes (give or take) to listen. A half an hour is also a great length for people who listen on their commutes. Obviously lots of people have much longer commutes, but mine is super short and even if someone is taking transit from the burbs to downtown Halifax, for example, it isn’t too much longer than 30 or so minutes. Regardless, I enjoy a nice, crispy, short, podcast.

In fact, some of my very favourite episodes are super short bonus type episodes. Some little golden nuggets that simply must be shared by the podcaster. Despite the fact that I am loquacious by nature, I appreciate succinct things. It’s true. I do.

So if you are a podcaster or are thinking of starting a podcast, know that those little nuggets are a good idea. Definitely keep that up (or include it).

I prefer shorter podcasts, but don’t get me wrong, there are a few I enjoy that are far from short. I’m cool with people’s artistic choices. I might suggest, in the most respectful of ways, that it’s okay to spread some content out, though, to have parts or miniseries when your topic is just too darn amazing to contain to one episode.

I’m here for it. Really. I promise I will come back and listen to the second, third (and possibly, fourth, fifth, and sixth, parts.) (You know who you are.)

Without further ado, I give you a list (in no particular order) of some of my favourite podcasts to actually listen to from beginning to end on a regular basis.

Riding in Cars with Cats by OneRedCat Media

3 Books with Neil Pasricha

The Quote of the Day Show with Sean Croxton

Distraction with Dr. Ned Hallowell

WTF with Marc Maron

Happier with Gretchen Rubin

Oprah’s SuperSoul Conversations

Armchair Expert with Dax Shepard

Changing the Narrative

Under the Influence

I have listened to five of the podcasts listed above today (several episodes of each, actually) and will spend some time catching up on the longer ones on Sunday.

So, what do you think of my lineup? I’d love it if you took a bit of time to check these podcasts out and let me know what you think. Also, if you have the time, I’d love to hear what you are listening to these days. If you’d like to share your favourite podcasts in the comments that would be great. Go for it!

I hope you have had a spectacular Saturday. Here’s to a sunny Sunday!

 

 

Credit where credit is due: Photo by Yingchou Han on Unsplash

Zen & the Art of Shameless Self Promotion (or “We Are Going To Be Friends”)

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Good morning! (This is being written in real time with minimal edits because if I stop to save and/or edit I will delete it and that would completely defeat the purpose and be a huge waste of time. So, no. Today I am the boss of me. YES! Even the bossiest part of me. Shall I continue? Yes. Yes I shall.)

So.

Hey! I am glad I am here today and I am especially glad you are here today (whichever day that happens to be) because I need to say something and well I could keep saying it to myself – I am a wonderful listener and I think all my ideas are totally brilliant – HAH!, but that isn’t getting me anywhere. I think I should invite you in. Are you cool with that?

So, you know I work in Social Media, right? I mean. I LOVE Social Media and in some ways it loves me back, but through a series of recent events I have come to realize I enjoy getting paid in actual dollars and so I want to use the powers I possess to (maybe) make a bit more of a living wage.

I have two kids (Thing 1; 16 and Thing 2; 12) and there are braces and University degrees to pay for and I have a crazy dream that one day I will own a house (small) with a yard (BIG) and I want to do what I can in the time I am on this planet to live my life to the fullest and make a happy home for my family (and friends, too!). The rapidly aging car is also serving as a constant reminder these days that death is imminent and well, we have to hope for the best and plan for the worst and cars do not last forever, nor do they pay for their own replacements, so I need to dig deep and get my hustle on way more than I have been.

I have been keeping the “social” in Social Media for as long as I have been using Social Media. I do not want that to change. People love to say that things are “not the same” and that it was “better before when people were chatty” and “actual conversations were happening”. Here’s the thing. If I am there, it is chatty. If I am there, there will always be conversation.

I guess what I am saying is this, if you want Social Media to be a certain way then you must forge that path. Forge, as opposed to follow. I mean, that’s what a path is, y’all. You make it. So, do the thing that makes it enjoyable for you.

If you enjoy chatting with a certain person or love following a celebrity or hamburger conglomerate, so be it. You do you!

It comes down to that saying about if you cant find a nice person BE one. You have to be that thing. Seek the good. See the good. BE the good. There are so many ways that Social Media can have a positive impact on the world. Stop looking at the things that drive you bonkers and make you want to toss your devices into the sea. Start focussing on the good stuff.

“The world is full of nice people. If you can’t find one, be one.”

― Nishan Panwar

I want to be your good stuff, you guys.

I have the power. (Peady Powers are real and they are spectacular!)

BUT!

I can only do so much all alone. I can keep writing and sprinkling kindness around like confetti – and I will – but it would be immensely helpful if more actual people could see me. Read my words, see my silliness, like my photos, and maybe, just maybe, feel a teensy bit more hopeful than before they did.

So, I am asking for your help. Please. Will you help me?

If you see a Facebook status or share on Tempered with Kindness that you enjoy, like it. Take the second or two you happen to be there and actually click like or even share it. It will maybe let Facebook know that my tens of readers are loyal and kind and that more than 12 of them would enjoy seeing a post. (Yes. Facebook actually limits what you see. If you want to see more of a certain thing, person, page, you have to make a point of liking those things. Some people also suggest going to your notifications and choosing “see this first” so you will see an actual person, writer, blogger, page or fun thing you love rather than something that pays to be seen. Think BIG businesses with even bigger budgets.)

If you use Twitter (still my favourite!) please follow me – and tell me you have by saying hello or starting a conversation – and I will come see you and we can actually connect. I have met so many fun, smart, kind, and interesting people through Twitter. I love hashtags and have come up with several through the years. One of my favourites is #tweepstopeeps which I use for friends I have made via Twitter who have become friends IRL (in real life!). So, come to Twitter and say hello to @Peady and let’s show the Twitterverse the power of positivity and kindness because we are #connectingnotcollecting. Don’t get me wrong. It’s not all sunshine and roses. I am a parent of a teenager and tween – we are all about #keepinitreal – there are plenty of sarcastic comments and a multitude of “ARGH!” moments. It’s life! Come vent.

Instagram is a really big platform. Everyone is using it! Teens, pets, GINORMOUS brands, your Orthodontist, your favourite gluten free snack. I mean, it is really easy to feel lost in it all. It’s not exactly all about the numbers (remember: connecting not collecting), but to some degree they do matter. I am SO stuck in Instagram. I engage. I share. I tell little stories about my day or photos. I am me – as I always am – yet I cannot seem to get eyes on my posts. Again, just like Facebook (they are owned by the same people) if you like something or want to jump in and chat, please actually take a second and double tap (even from way back… you know… where the trouble’s at?) so I can see you and so you can see me.

I never want engaging with me to feel like a task. I want to greet you the same way I would if I bumped into you at the library or grocery store. Maybe seeing each other would require a put-down-all-the-things BIG hug, maybe we’d chat a while, maybe someone would have a baseball cap pulled low to avoid eye contact because Moms are TIRED, yo! It’s all good. I just want you to know I am here for a reason and so are you and should our reasons align on any given day, it’d be cool to connect. Wouldn’t you agree?

My hope, here, there, and everywhere, is to be able to continue spreading kindness, sharing the good, pointing out injustices in places we can help (because I need hopefulness in my life!), and connecting like-minded individuals for good.

It will help me to get my message out if more people can see it, read it, connect with it.

That is the honest truth. (Is there any other kind? What a weird phrase!)

So, please come and find me in all the places and say hello. Seek the good. See the good. Share the good. BE the good.

Thanks for listening and for helping me to work towards my goals.

Dreams are good.

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Goals get things done!

Now, I am going to hit publish before I hit delete. It’s like a constant race against time over here, you guys! 😀

Make it a great day! I hope to see a lot more of you soon.

My Current Mindworm : {A Semi-Regular Series} Prémonition (Coeur De Pirate)

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I can not get this song out of my head. Honestly. I have tried. I keep hearing it on CBC radio and I can’t not listen when it comes on. It’s so good! It pleases my ears. Seriously. My ears have the capability of being pleased and happy. Think, ice cream truck jingly chimes, birds in spring, the sound of an approved purchase on the POS machine at the Apple Store or baby giggles.

Yeah. Like that.

We are talking Hamilton level mindworm here, people! This is getting serious.

So, what’s a Peady to do?

Why, share it with you, of course. This is a three pronged attack to mindworm solution finding.

First of all, I get to hear the song again (YAY!) for completely legitimate, non-losing-my-mind-as-I-type reasons when I go to find it so I can get the details correct in the title of my post and for information sharing purposes.

Secondly, I get to (finally) stop wondering if there is a video (there is!) and share it with you after first watching it myself. Again, this is quality control not obsession, thank you very much.

Here it is!

Thirdly, I get to wonder what the heck that was all about as I puzzle over this music video and if you watch it we can discuss this and puzzle over it together. Oh, I do love a good wondering session.

So, shall we?

What the heck was that all about?

Doesn’t she have a cool voice?

Do you love this song? Do you even know it at all?

If you had a choice would you rather hear the music and skip the video? (Close your eyes and listen. Seriously. Completely different experience.)

Or do you enjoy the visual component, too?

I find myself more confused than anything, to be honest.

It’s obviously a love story gone awry, but why? I need more information!

So, tell me, what songs or artists have you been listening to a lot lately? Are you able to simply move on or does your brain compel you to listen one more time? Can you predict when a certain song will hook you from the first few bars or notes?

When is the last time you really (like, truly, madly, deeply) loved a song?

I can’t wait to hear your thoughts.

In the meantime, I think I’ll watch this Coeur De Pirate video again and try to figure out whether they were going for sexy or scary because – I have to be honest with you here – I am seriously conflicted.

 

 

 

Photo by Mohammad Metri on Unsplash

Saturdays Are Best : Write It Out Edition

Good morning!

It is 10:14 on Saturday March 10th and I have been up for way too many hours for what is supposed to be a relaxing Saturday morning with few obligations. I tried so hard to sleep in, but honestly there are a whole bunch of things on my mind and I am the kind of person who wants everything to be in perfect harmony all the time and this ol’ world hasn’t quite gotten the memo about my perfect 7.5 billion part harmony plan.

The entire world is an awfully big goal, mind you. I get that. I mostly want my teeny tiny part of it to be harmonious, but this week even that has been … well … not good. I mean, if I were Simon Cowell in this situation or even an Elementary School Choir Director, I’d be all …

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Regardless, I must keep calm and carry on. I mean, right? Isn’t that all any of us can do?

Learning to roll with the punches – ugh so violent – go with the flow is an important life skill. You can’t freak out every time something makes you want to freak out. You just can’t. You’d have no energy left to notice the good things. You’d be in a constant state of sadness or stress or downright panic.

I know this because I have been there, done that, and bought the T-shirt.

Well, no. Not quite. I never did actually buy the T-shirt. The T-shirt wouldn’t fit me because I eat my feelings – because STRESS! (but I digress …)

All this to say, it has been a weeeeeek!

Where was I going with this?

Oh, yes! I have a lot on my mind and when I try to avoid certain things they get more and more naggy in my brain. (Seriously? Naggy isn’t a word? Naggy should absolutely be a word. There. I have used it three times. It’s mine! I am leaving it. Gosh darn it!) Do you know that feeling? It’s like when you have to pay a bill or make a dentist appointment or have a conversation that you really, really, reeeeaaalllly wish you didn’t have to pay/make/have? Like that.

Anyway, above all else this blog and its lack of bloggy joy has been in the forefront of my mind and I am feeling rather pragmatic about the entire situation and have decided that I am going all Sid Vicious on the situation. I am going to continue with Tempered With Kindness and I will write here when I can and I will make no apologies for not doing it the “right” way. (HAH! Whatever the heck that even means! Can you say flavour of the month? I can. I can also – and probably already have – eat it whole, but that doesn’t necessarily mean it’s good for me.)

For instance, maybe this post will have a big, beautiful, blog worthy photo. Maybe it won’t. I haven’t decided yet. I am sure we will all find out in due time and I know my patient, faithful, forgiving, tens of readers will respect my decision even if it isn’t the one they would have made. Right? I am not wrong to have this kind of faith in you, am I? No. I didn’t think so. You are my favourite. You really are.

There are approximately as many reasons why I haven’t been writing here as there are off-key voices in my Human Population Choir. (Oh look! We have a name now! Look for us on iTunes any day now with our 100% Hamilton repertoire.) That is a whole lot of reasons! Somewhere in there, there are also a whole lot of excuses and feelings of self doubt. I am pretty comfortable with my humanness, though, so I am not looking for reassurance or bad blogger asylum.

The truth is, if I want to write – and write well – I simply have to put pen to paper or fingers to keyboard and write.

Without making promises.

Without making excuses.

Without making apologies.

Without overthinking.

Without considering all the reasons why I shouldn’t.

Without worrying about who I might bother by speaking my truth.

Without guilt.

Without shame.

Without perfection.

I will write.

I will write.

I will write.

(Look! Three times! It’s mine!)

It is now 11:55 (I’d tell you what else I have been up too, but you already know how Saturday morning Mom duty goes, I bet, so I won’t bore you with the details.) and I am going to hit publish. (OH! YES I AM!) I am going to hit it right now. I am not saving another draft. No. I am publishing.

(No photo. Oh well. sings I did it myyyyyyyy waaaayyyyyyy!)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Signs

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Well, hello there!

Are you still here?

Wow!

You are a really kind person.

Thank you for that.

I sincerely appreciate your presence.

Obviously, I have been absent from this space for quite some time, but you know what? I miss it. I miss you. I miss this space. I miss being able to simply pop in and say hello, share a part of my day, ask how you’ve been, and wait in quiet contemplation and anticipation for any sign of life.

So thank you for all the times you have swung by.

I am eternally grateful for your silent support. I am also grateful for your LOUD support.

I’m not picky.

Fire: bad. Bread: bad. Support: good.

So maybe I needed a sign.

Maybe I needed to seek one.

Maybe the sign I was looking for was so blatantly obvious that I couldn’t see it.

Sometimes we see what we want and it seems so far away when what we need is sitting right in front of us.

It’s like lusting after a pair of Louboutin’s when what you really long for is a wicked cozy pair of fuzzy slippers.

One might make people go “Wow!”, but will it make you go “Wow!”? No. No it won’t. Well, I suppose I can only speak for myself, but one of those would make me go “Oww!” not “Wow!” and is simply not my style, so why bother? I can’t afford the shoes or to waste a single second of my very limited and precious time on this planet trying to make someone else go “Wow!”. Can you?

Allow me.

No. No you can’t.

So …

All this to say, thank you for reading.

I hope you continue to stick around.

I have vowed to post every day in November with the hopes of getting my groove back and forming a new and improved writing habit.

My sign?

November is National Blog Posting Month. (This is where, if we were cartoons, an anvil – or perhaps an old timey typewriter – would fall on my head.)

Yup.

That – in conjunction with a few other doozies from the Universe – is most definitely a sign.

Do you believe in signs? Does the Universe speak to you?

Feel free to tell me a ‘signs from the Universe’ story in the comments. You know I’ll be replying because the Universe told me I have to be here every day in November. It’d be awesome to have something to do. 😉

 

Photo by Austin Chan on Unsplash