Tagged: blogging, dontgiveup, happiness, keepgoing, life, monday, motivation, quotes, smile, writing
Tagged: blogging, dontgiveup, happiness, keepgoing, life, monday, motivation, quotes, smile, writing
I’m not sure if you have a Bahama Breeze in your part of the world, but this is our new favorite spot. The Caribbean vibe is just so fun. This past Friday, we arrived through the double doors to a live entertainer performing reggae tunes and, to our luck, a fun promotion called “Viva La Rita.” When you order a margarita, you receive two gold coins with which you can play a game of cornhole – right in the middle of the restaurant. We received two bean bags for the game and, after a few mojitos and margaritas, we, naturally, missed the hole. Not even remotely close. But after exchanging a few more laughs between ourselves (and with the staff who offered their sympathetic, sweet,…
Tagged: Bahama Breeze, bahamabreeze, blogging, caribbean, fun, happiness, happythursday, islandlife, laughter, love, mojitos, ritas, travel, Viva La Rita, writing
“Let your smile change the world. Don’t let the world change your smile.” HAPPY MONDAY, readers. Reason to smile today: It’s the last Monday of the winter. Make it a good one!
Tagged: blogging, happiness, happymonday, loveandolives, monday, smile, springtime, writing
Valentine’s Day or Saint Valentine’s Day … whatever your preference is: a holiday commemorated on the 14th of every February to celebrate love; a totality of love for our family, friends and our “sweethearts,” whom Cupid brought together with his piercing arrow of affection. There is no doubt that I love this day. Perhaps it is my love for heart-shaped everything, my adoration of the pink and red color spectrum, or, to the detriment of my waist size, my unwavering love for chocolate. Perhaps it is my love for love and the opportunity to partake in a holiday that celebrates just that. Perhaps it is all of these things combined, but nevertheless, I love Valentine’s Day. Even before I had a “Valentine,” I would…
Tagged: blogging, february, happiness, life, love, postoftheday, sayiloveyou, valentinesday, vday, wednesday, writing
Do you consider yourself to be a planner? Or are you more of a spontaneous, go-with-the-flow kind of person? Well, I, for one have always preferred to plan things out. I just like the unwavering quality behind it; the security of having things set and ready to go. Consistent with this topic, I must mention my love for to-do lists. Ahh, to-do lists – the epitome of organized planning. They provide instant organization to the sometimes unorganizable aspects of life. Moreover, crossing things off of the to-do list? That just provides me with an insurmountable amount of glee. Food Shopping – Check. Send important email – Check. Pick up dry cleaning – Check. I may even add a meaningless item to the list, just…
When is the last time you laughed? I mean really laughed – to the point where your stomach hurt, your eyes teared and you couldn’t breathe? It feels good, doesn’t it? Laughing like that reminds me of my cousin, Leyla, who moved to Wyoming about five years ago. No matter what the occasion, we would always find a reason to join together in a roar of laughter. I’m almost certain that we found the work “fork”’ ragingly funny at one point and, mind you, this was during our pre-wine days. Anyway, those who really know me understand that I love to laugh. If you had a chance to read my post on “Normalcy,” you would know that I have a high pitched one (laugh,…
Tagged: blogging, friday, happiness, inspiration, laughter, life, postoftheday, writing
Have you ever selected a choice, out of a boatload of other, similarly well-qualified choices, and thought to yourself, “Did I make the right one?” Uh huh. I’ve been there. On many occasions, my rapacious self has entered a restaurant wherein I was forced to make a decision. Do I get the sirloin or the chicken francaise? The salmon or the pasta? An appetizer? What kind of wine? Red? White? The items on any given menu blur into one form of head-scratching perplexity. When my order is delivered, I gaze at my neighbor’s dish in admiration and, exhaling an exasperated and elongated sigh, I mutter the following: I wish I ordered that instead. That’s the beauty of living in the free world, isn’t it?…
Tradition. Oh, you know: Christmas trees, Thanksgiving turkey, Mother’s Day brunch, fall pumpkin carving, birthday cakes, Sunday pancakes …This could take all day. I’m a sucker for a good tradition. I just love the sense of continuity and cohesion behind it. The sense that tradition can withstand time, from generation to generation, and that we, as participants, can watch it grow and evolve. Second, the power that tradition holds to bring families together, the sense of harmony that it affords. The customs, beliefs and practices that we share with our loved ones are oftentimes derived from what has been passed down to us, or from what we established on our own. In a world that is constantly shifting and changing, tradition in its essence…
Time Flies. When you’re having fun? When you’re standing still? Having babies? In love? You’ve heard the longstanding adage before. What does it mean to you? And the bigger question is: What can you do to slow it down? To me, time is moving at lightning speed. One day, I was welcoming the summer sun in my mesh-covered beach chair, listening to the squawk of seagulls at a late June sundown. The next day, it was December. Just like that. As we get older, that phrase “time flies” takes on a meaning of greater significance. With the blink of an eye, years transpire and we suddenly find ourselves older versions of what we used to be, with more responsibility and with less, well, time. …
Tagged: adulthood, blogging, children, happiness, inspiration, life, postoftheday, pressure, slowitdown, society, stress, time, timeflies, writing
What is normal? Are you normal? Am I normal? Are we all normal? Webster’s Dictionary defines the term as “usual or ordinary; not strange.” When we ask ourselves these questions, or when we respond to the next statement in parenthesis, as I often do (you’re so weird), do you ever wonder by whose standard we are judging ourselves against? What does Webster know about being normal, anyway? Growing up, I was always a little, well, different. My teeth were crooked. I had a high pitched laugh. I was a little nerdy. Okay, very nerdy. I was also sheltered so, hence, extremely socially awkward. I walked around with a bull’s eye pasted across my chest, serving as a moving target for the big bad…
Tagged: blogging, bodyimage, bullying, confidence, happiness, identity, inspiration, judgment, life, normal, postoftheday, socialnorms, society, writing