good things are coming

Things like sunshine, and warmer weather! Okay, yeah, I know: slow my roll. Living in Newfoundland, where a snowstorm in June is not a terribly unlikely event, I should know better. But I can’t help but feel encouraged that brighter days are on the (possibly far-off) horizon. Literally speaking though, the brighter days have already…… Continue reading good things are coming

~wooey-wooey hippie crap

Anyone who’s not on board for some woo-woo hippie bullshit, here’s your warning. You might wanna skip this one; I feel like I’m taking a leap here. (Or you’re always welcome to read along anyway, rolling your eyes and making fun as necessary. Just sayin’. I told ya, I’m full of it..) I think I…… Continue reading ~wooey-wooey hippie crap

awful, shitty, really bad luck – and gratitude.

Do you ever have one of those weeks that make you wonder what the hell you ever did to be on the receiving end of such bad karma? When the whole universe seems like it’s conspired against you? When so many things have gone wrong that you’re at the crazy-stressed “hahahahaha-at-least-things-can’t-get-any-worse” stage of despair? Yeah?…… Continue reading awful, shitty, really bad luck – and gratitude.

new year, new mindset

“New year, new me!” *Pause here while I search (in vain) for an eye-roll emoji* If your Facebook newsfeed is not already plagued with the fitness, diet, self-improvement hype of the new year, prepare yourself. It’s coming. While I’m not necessarily hating on the whole idea of making a resolution to be “healthier”…I kind of…… Continue reading new year, new mindset

not perfect, but good enough.

I’ll admit: I am a Type A, competitive, control freak. What I’m not, however, is a perfectionist. Way too often I’ll take the “meh, no, that’s good enough” approach. I’m awful at detail-oriented tasks, and I’m often more anxious to just get something DONE than to make sure it’s one-hundred percent right. But somehow, even…… Continue reading not perfect, but good enough.

“furiously happy, out of sheer spite”

When you’re little, just about any kind of sadness can be made better with a good cry and a snuggle from Mom. As you get older though, there are more and more problems that are simply outside her (and your) control. It’s not that Mom’s lost any of her magic, it’s just that life tends…… Continue reading “furiously happy, out of sheer spite”