Lather. Rinse. Repeat. Forever.

I am a ridiculous human being.

How does this happen?

I swear I closed the lid.

And yet, no. Clearly, I did not.

Laundry? Fuggetaboudit.

If I told you how many times this week this one little load of laundry has been washed and forgotten you would throw your hands up at me. (And not in that ” and wave ’em like you just don’t care, yay-we-are-so-happy-we-must-dance way, either. In that “*pfft* I give up. YOU are hopeless!” way. But I digress …)

I am mad at myself. This is so wasteful!

How can I remember – before I run out of underwear – that there is laundry in the washing machine?

I live a distracted life.

Many of us do.

Once upon a time I had the most beautiful washing machine. It was the coolest colour and it had a buzzer on it that was so loud it could make your heart stop. Man, I loved that thing.

That was what seems like a lifetime ago, now, though. Long ago and far away, when Thing 1 was teeny and I was blonde – because my hair grew out of my head that way, naturally – as opposed to, well.. never mind!

My point is …

Help!

Please tell me I am not alone in my forgetfulness.

*Look! I made a meme. I’m so proud! The lengths I’ll go to for my tens of readers. I mean, really!

Monday Motivation Needs More Motivation 

Good morning!

Today I need a bit of an extra boost.

These days are a challenge for everyone, so I’m sharing!

Mini Eggs have 210 calories and 28g of  carbohydrates (not to mention 10g of fat, 6g of which are saturated!) for 42 grams, or about 17 eggs .


Hmm? Whassat? Oh, no. No reason. Just a random fact*.

WHAT?

I like to educate.

I do.

kicks invisible pebbles

sighs loudly in exasperation

Okay! Okay!

Maaaayyyybe I found the hidden Mini Eggs. Maybe.

Who’s to say? It’s a mystery, really.

Anyway, before I do any more damage to my plans, and to circumvent any damage you might be about to do to yours, I thought I’d come and share these facts with you.

The truth hurts.

The truth shall set me free.

Contradiction. It’s a fact of life.

A life I’d like to keep living for a really long time.

Now excuse me while I take those seventeen Mini Eggs and disperse them between the Things’ Easter baskets. They won’t divide evenly and though that could drive me mad, I will not eat another stOOpid egg! One Thing will just have to get an extra egg. It all evens out in the wash, as they say.

Oh, and I have also sealed the bag and tossed it way up into the cupboard of sin that I can’t reach.

Done!

So, how is your Monday going?

Any hurdles to share?

What is motivating you today?

Whatever it is, I hope you have it in abundance.

*Here’s another fact: I ate another Mini Egg when I went to get the bag to check my facts. Somebody stop me!

Oh, I’m Stressed!

stressed

This has been a ridiculous 24 hours or so.

I am a ball of stress.

Some of the stress is external due to circumstances beyond my control.

Some is from a pure lack of self control these past couple of months.

I think I am starting to really see my role in it.

Seeing it is never enough, though, is it?

I haven’t been posting because I always assume no one wants to hear me.

Maybe I shouldn’t care.

Can I not care, share, and still be kind?

Can I share the minutia of my life and maybe vent a little to help me on my own journey?

Is it selfish to share the burden or does misery truly love company?

(That saying, by the way, I love it. I always think of it as meaning when a miserable person has company they can be less miserable… and the miserable people can lighten the load of misery and everyone will be better off in the end together, making each other less miserable (Less Miserable is the less popular musical. Oh sure! Yup. It was off off off off off off off off Broadway. It never really found an audience, but I digress …), but I know it really means all the miserable people can be miserable together forever in their misery. How depressing! My way is much better! Plus, if you play your cards right there’s a shot at off off off off off off off off Broadway. So …)

Anyway, I guess I am having a bit of an epiphany (three months late, but whatever).

Maybe this space is really, actually, mine, and I should use it as I see fit regardless of what anyone thinks?

Hobby or not. It’s mine.

I should use it.

Maybe I will.

Maybe I’ll start tomorrow.

It’s only a day away.*

*Thing 2 had a Birthday last week. All she wanted was “Annie”. We watched it last night and I loved it.

**Source

First Friday

Today is the first Friday in March and I am declaring the Funky February Funk a thing of the past.

I referred to myself as a writer today.

Out loud.

In public.

Who am I?!?

It came out of my mouth before I could stop myself. So I guess I better get to writing because l am a terrible liar and I’ll be darned if I’ll be the one to make a liar of myself.

I need the habit back. Good, bad or silly. I want to write.

Not just here, either.

Here, there and everywhere!

I have taken some positive, albeit minuscule, steps towards this, but I need to up my game.

I need to figure out a way to cheer myself on the way I would cheer on my children, husband, friends, family – heck even strangers! (Sorry, mom at Costco looking at the Contigo travel cups, but I really do believe your 20 month old can handle the button pushing to get a sip. I do. Why? Because I travelled A LOT with Thing 1 when he was much younger than that and he could do it. Kids are awesome! Believe it.)

But I digress …

I’m going to do this!

If you are someone who would like something written, you should hire me.

I know I can do this.

Until the retirement nest egg starts rolling in, I’ll just keep writing.

I hope you will keep reading and – even if I never hear it – cheering me on.

I’d do the same for you.

In fact, I already do.

I Moved My Cheese

It may not look very different to you, but behind the scenes there have been a lot of changes taking place here at Tempered with Kindness.

So far 2015 is shaping up to be a year filled with changes.

Change is bad.

Wait. I’ve said too much.

I know change is good. I know. I do. Honestly, I do.

But.

Change is difficult. Can you give me that at least?

Challenging.

There. Is that better?

I declare 2015 the year* of challenges and changes.

I will be challenging myself, personally, to grow and learn and change for the better.

I will be challenging myself, professionally, to grow and learn and change for the better.

I have goals – both personal and professional – and I intend to reach them.

I will be sharing more about these things in the weeks and months to come and hopefully you will begin to notice and like the changes you see as they become more apparent.

I hope you will stick with me and maybe even share my little blog with friends who have no clue of its existence and maybe one day if I am really lucky I will be able to stop making my “tens of readers” joke and have a more substantial readership.

Granted, for a blogger with tens of readers, I happen to think I have the absolute best tens of readers a blogger could have.

No. Strike that.

I know I have the absolute best tens of readers.

Thank you for that. I appreciate it so much that you take time out of your day to pop into Tempered with Kindness to see what’s new in cake, see what the Things are up to, check out our latest Taco Tuesday adventure or see where I am in my personal journey to healthy and happy.

It really means a lot.

Somedays it means everything.

I have made some really great friends through my life online. If you know me – in real life – you know that I am very much a wysiwyg kind of person. I like that about me. I strive to keep my wysiwyg self as a blogger too.

My focus here at Tempered with Kindness is to shine a light on the positives in the everyday.

This doesn’t mean I don’t acknowledge or experience the negatives in the everyday.

I do. Of course I do! I am human. Real flesh and bone.

News of the world can overwhelm me to the point of a heart gripping terror in the middle of the night. The things we do to each other as humans seem to have reached a pinnacle of awfulness and yet, I know, as bad as it has become, we are capable of so much worse.

I vow to never make it worse.

A person can only absorb so much.

I am sensitive and I’d like to stay that way.

So …

I make a choice.

In the coming weeks and months I hope to continue creating something special.

Something worthy of your time and energy.

Something positive and happy-making.

Something good.

Kindness is such a simple concept.

It’s time to make it mainstream.

So, are you with me?

I can’t make any promises, but I can guarantee you this, if you stick with me, you will have made at least one Pollyanna the happiest Pollyanna on the planet.

Thank you for your continued support and encouragement.

You will never know how much it means to me, but if we ever meet out on the real world and I get a chance to give you a big squeezy hug, you might get an indication.

Now, I must go and talk myself into attending my first opportunity for growth, learning, and change of the new year. Tomorrow is Podcamp Halifax and though I have had my ticket since the day – nay, the minute – they were made available, I am feeling terribly, ummm … well …  chicken *buk buk* … about actually going.

Time to dig deep and drum up some of those “Peady Powers” to use on myself. I probably should do that more often, too.

Yeesh! So many ways to learn, grow and change.

How is 2015 going, so far, for you?

Have you committed to anything major that is making you feel a bit stressed out? Are you going to do it anyway?

*I swear to Jobs that “year” typo-ed “tear”. Mmm hmm. Oh yeah, I’m perfectly fine with change. Suuuure I am.

NaBloPoMo No Mo’

Chained to work

This is it. I have reached the end of my NaBloPoMo journey and I am happy to report that I survived!

For the past thirty days I have written (mostly) a post a day as a part of National Blog Posting Month.

What an exhausting challenge!

Seriously. All you writers who write under the pressure of a deadline all the live-long day – every single day – my hat* is off to you. You are one very dedicated and disciplined bunch of people. Good for you!

I have learned a lot during these thirty days.

I have unlearned a few things, too.

I’ve had some pretty good confirmations, as well. I procrastinate. It works for me, sometimes, as procrastination does. When it works out, I get a rush of adrenaline that makes all the suppression of fleeing the scene worthwhile. When it doesn’t work, well, may we never know!

Oh yes, that random positive reinforcement is quite the thrill, but it is certainly no gentleman.

Clearly, whether it is right or wrong, I work well under pressure. When there is nowhere to run to, baby, no where to hide, I find my stride.

This, as you can imagine, can be very draining on a person’s energy stores. There were nights when I was up way later than I should have been. There were mornings that came way too early. Early Band** days very nearly did me in.

My husband and my Things were the most supportive humans on the planet (they usually are, by the way). They were cool with my vanishing to write or upload photos. They really were, but I was not comfortable with missing anything important, so I was very much burning my candle at both ends. Thank goodness this is a 30 day month. I honestly don’t think I could handle 31***.

I think this was a really good exercise for me. I wrote every day and I believe the practice was good. I felt a sense of accomplishment/panic every single time I hit “Publish”, but I kept right on hitting it. Go me!

I am sure I will have that oh-no-I-slept-through-my-exam panic at least once this week, as I plan on not posting every day for December. I’ll be sure to keep you posted.

I mean, I love writing for this little ol’ blog and I love the people who read, comment, and even ask me to write a little something here or there for them, but I have very strong feelings about not being chained to my computer (for work or hobby or otherwise!). If anything was highlighted this month, it’s that there is a whole world out there just waiting to be experienced, nurtured and changed.

Besides, when I get to be Empress of the Universe and fulfill my destiny as a professional philanthropist, I won’t have time to be attached to my computer.

Face Time

 

But feel free to call me.

 

Now, please point me in the direction of the best darn gluten free cake you can think of because this gal needs to celebrate!

 

 

 

*I’m not actually wearing a hat, but if I am getting a hat in your imagination make it something cool and festive, okay? Thanks!

**More so.

***But I would, because PRESSURE!

 

Source: http://www.alec-longstreth.com/writing/2008/chained.jpg

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Dear Santa

This year for Christmas, like the many Christmases before, I want for nothing because I have this …

Thing 2's Santa Letter

Sincerely,

Laureen

P.S. I still believe in you.

P.P.S. I love puppies, too! : )

P.P.P.S. I prefer goats.

 

 

The Secret To A Happy Marriage

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I know the definitive answer to the question, “What is the secret to a happy marriage?”.

Would you like to know what it is?

Are you sure you can handle the truth?

Are you sure?

Really?

B’okay!

Prepare to be amazed.

Brace yourself.

Here it is.

The secret to a happy marriage is …

 

I’ll cook. You clean.

 

That’s it!

*bows*

I’m here all week for all your KISS* counselling needs.

 

 

This post has been brought to you by an awesome mid-week American Thanksgiving feast and an abundance of leftovers neatly cleaned up and stored tidily in the fridge.

Source: http://umagz.in/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/happy-married-life-quotes-1.jpg

*Keep It StOOpid Simple (alternatively, Keep It Simple Sister)

C Is For Cookie. That’s Good Enough For Me!

COOKIE!

 

I haven’t had a cookie in a really long time and I think I must be nearing my breaking point because at this moment in time I can only think about one thing – and that one thing is ALL THE COOKIES!

I blame all the posts about Holiday Baking that keep popping up in my timelines.

I know an awful lot of Cookie Monster enablers, I fear.

I am at once thrilled and disappointed that most of them are far away.

Clearly, I am conflicted.

So what is a Cookie Monster who’s gone right off cookies, to do?

How can I get my thoughts out of my head while keeping my cookie cravings at bay?

Wait.

I’ve got it!

I can share some of the delicious theoretical cookies with you! Then you will be thinking about ALL THE COOKIES and I won’t have to bear this burden all by my cookie-denying lonesome.

*thumbs up*

So, without further ado, I give you my current cookie obsessions.

First there was this little Toblerone enhanced gem from Rebecca at A Little Bit of Momsense.

Then, this beauty popped up in my Facebook timeline, shared by Candace from Life in Pleasantville. It is sure to be a hit with the kids. Especially if you go for the giant cookie technique that Kelly shares!

Finally, (Well, for now at least, but I’m not making any promises!) Momstown Halifax shared this very easy, yet very pretty cookie that would be so fun to make with your Things! It came from the lovely people at CBC Parents.

 

And here’s a little something to do during this upcoming Holiday season. You know, in your spare time.

Whew! I feel much better now.

Thanks!

 

Sorry**, for dropping all of that on you at once, but I feel so much better now.

Wouldn’t you agree these are worthy cookies to share?

If you’re a smart cookie, you will!

Either way, now you can have all my cookie thoughts and hopefully I will have fewer.

It’s a devious kind of kindness, but it’s ultimately out of love that I share these things.

If you don’t like it, well … I guess it’s true what they say.

That’s the way the – wait for it – COOKIE crumbles! *wink*

 

 

*Source: http://crossfitsouthcobb.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/10/cookie_monster_original.jpg

**I’m so not sorry!!