Apr 28 2017

No, No, No

IMAGE: Jose Murillo via Unsplash

If God had wanted us to vote, he would have given us candidates.

American comedian, talk show host, and producer, Jay Leno, was born on this day in 1950

This is not a political post. Other than to say, seriously, would it be such a bad thing to kick them all out and start all over?

Two words: Citizen. Legislature.

Read about it. It will do you good.

We’ve made it to Friday. Oh, how we need it.

I, for one, have been working to adjust my weekend schedule to give me some breathing room. Without giving too much detail, last weekend I spent eleven hours on a movie set (don’t ask/can’t tell), and then worked two days at the park…before going back to work on Monday.

It’s all good. You’ve heard me say it before. These are the choices I made.

But, as much as I hate to admit it, the pace is not sustainable.

So, I’m learning that the world “No” is a perfectly valid word.

The more I use it, the more I like it.

Phonetically it’s not as much fun to say as some other words but, when used the right way, it could have a lasting impact.

Get your mind out of the gutter.

No. It’s a good word.

One I’d like to get to know a little better.

In other news, Swedish-American actress, singer, and dancer, Ann-Margret, was born on this day in 1941.


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Apr 27 2017

It’s Only Thursday?

Image: Leigh Kendall via Unsplash

Stop the week, I want to get off.

Ever feel like that?

It’s been a busy week that followed a busy weekend and has another busy weekend ready to follow.

I’m a child of the 60s and 70s.

Oh, come on, you know how old I am.

But, I don’t remember life ever being this busy.

In fact I remember when it was a big deal to stay up until 10:00 watching television, or perhaps struggling through that math homework.

Times change. These days it seems they’re constantly changing.

New technology. New ideas. New products. New conflicts.

In this time of 24/7 everything it can be a bit overwhelming.

I systematically turned off all notifications on my phone except for phone calls, text messages, and work meeting notices that I can’t make disappear.

Even then on the rare nights that I leave the phone on the nightstand I’ll inadvertently be awakened by a reminder of what the next day brings. A birthday, a meeting, a trip.

All things that I’m not going to deal with until the alarm goes off.

That’s why, with rare exceptions, the phone stays in the office down the hall.

Part of me would like to unplug…but then what if I missed something?

What if someone is wrong on the Internet and I need to straighten them out?

Truth is, I don’t worry about that so much anymore. I can’t fix everybody.

Even more truthfully, I can’t fix anybody.

Not the irrational coworker, the child chosing a different path, the lovable but annoying dog.

Not even the Spawns of Satan who leave shopping carts in the middle of the parking lot.

The best part about is, I’m not supposed to be the one to fix people.

Not my calling. Not my job.

I just have to worry about fixing me.

Talk about a 24/7 job.

Still there are times when I’m screaming inside and my greatest accomplishment is keeping my mouth shut.

Is it any wonder that I’m weary? That we’re all weary?

Of course, if we all worked a little harder on controlling our own reactions and words, then maybe listening to other people wouldn’t be so tiring.

Except those shopping cart hoodlums. They may be beyond redemption.

In the meantime, something Friday this way comes.

That’ll fix a lot of things.


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