Monthly Archives: December 2012


I’m digging deeper and deeper into my most recent introspective journey.  Sometimes it’s uncomfortable, and a lot of the time it’s eye opening.  The book that I’m reading right now, The Happiness Project has all sorts of interesting perspective.  The first chapter was about organization.  Toss, restore, organize.  The author recommends tackling clutter & excess…  which comes in several varieties.  The three I focused on were things I use all the time, things I never use, and things I’ve always hoped to use but haven’t.  The stuff and clothes I never use (leopard high heels), immediately got put in a bag for donation (I based this on stuff I haven’t touched in literally 12 months).  The clothes I use all the time, I organized and hung in plain view.  The content I’ve always hoped to use but haven’t yet… I set in a pile and I’m giving myself one month to work it into my lifestyle and my wardrobe.  If by January 15th, this stuff still has not been implemented.  To Goodwill that pile will go.  I cannot tell you how freeing it is to recycle, reduce, reuse and give away stuff that literally has no meaning to me any longer.  I highly recommend it.

The next chapter is about love and relationships.  The most resounding part so far has been the author discussing her expectation of praise and appreciation when she does something.  I laughed out loud when I read this because I absolutely can relate.  I always want that proverbial gold star after a job well done.  An acknowledgment.  She challenges the reader to stop expecting it.  It’s a lesson in paying close attention to your behavior and your internal thoughts.  I’m interested in working this into my life.  A lot of the time, it’s something I will do for someone else, but I want to turn it around and do something for someone else, for myself.  It sounds confusing.  But I want to stop feeling like I need that acknowledgment.  If you do it for other people, you end up wanting them to acknowledge it and be grateful and give you credit.  If you do it for yourself, you don’t expect other people to react in a particular way – just be content and happy that you did it.  Period.
Earlier today at church we talked about joy and I loved it.  A quote Ben used was, “Joy doesn’t not simply happen to us.  We have to choose joy and keep choosing it every day.” (Henri Nouwen).  How true is that?  Especially after the terrible tragedy that happened on Friday… we are going to have to, as a nation, choose to find joy in something, anything, each day.  And continue that trend.
In conclusion… I challenge you to clean up your life, do things without expecting a gold star, and choose joy.
Love one another!  Just do it!
Life is good,
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Open heart, open mind

Many things running around in my head this week.  First and foremost, no matter what anyone tells you, there is a light at the end of the tunnel and sometimes that light is golden (or purple. or pink.)  Chin up.  Open heart, open mind.

Word on the street is we are going to get some snow, 100% chance of it, in fact, – check out this weather doppler right here courtesy of the trusty iPhone…

Not saying she’s never been wrong before… I’m just hoping for a Christmas-load of snow to fall on this state.  For once this winter.  And after we get that first inch, I’m hoping traffic signs will read something along these lines, because we all know Minnesota cannot drive in these harmless terrible conditions.

I’m a little apprehensive for tomorrow as it’ll be the first time, in a while, I go to church.  And I’m excited.  Very.  But nervous too, because all this time in between since I was at my “take a number” church… I realized I’ve formed these preconceived ideas about how it’ll all go down.  I was so involved with my old church between plays and church retreats – the whole nine-yards, that I lost sight of what it really meant to be there.  So I’m excited, and nervous, which usually go hand in hand.  Open heart, open mind!

Earlier today I finished (finally!) Gone Girl and it was a shocking ending to say the least.  Highly recommend that book.  I also finished The Unnamed, which was painful and really not worth reading after about 40 pages… but I had to finish it.  Highly do not recommend that book.  Next on the list, The Happiness Project.

On the ride home from an adventure yesterday, I heard this on the radio and almost peed my pants (typical) because I loved it so much!  Is it healthy to love a song?  I adored it… I felt strongly toward it… you get the idea.  Listen, now!  On high volume!

And I’ll put a little plug in about the lyrics… they don’t resonate with me… I like the beat, and can run a mean 10K with this on repeat.  But the lyrics?…. they are not my life right now, I refuse to believe in them.

My new mantra is open heart, open mind because you never know what’ll happen,


Wearing these.

Rubbing this on my legs.

Sipping on.

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my very own Barbie

I have this good friend that lives in LA.  He’s humorous, contemplative, and always up for an adventure.  Jeyk moved across the nation last year, but we keep in touch – so it’s all gravy!  He’s the kind of person you can count on to take you to the doctor when you’re on your deathbed, to chase down an LA food truck because you’ve never done it before, the kind of guy to layer up on a chilly summer day and walk along Santa Monica Beach talking about business, future, friendship… appreciate this guy muchos.

Anyway, today I was going about my business (read: work, working out, thinking [a lot]) and the doorbell rings.

There on my front step, lies a box from Amazon with my name on it.  I don’t recall ordering anything, so I secretly hope a box of Green and Black’s 85% Organic Dark Chocolate was shipped to the wrong person – which is really the right person because I love me some über dark organic chocolate.  Ka-pow!
I sliced open the box, took out the packaging and found a wrapped present.  The note read:

Immediately I laughed, because this is one heck of a thoughtful little gift.  And it really couldn’t have come on a better weekend.

Months back, Jeyk emailed me a picture of this Barbie and said it should be named the Emily Barbie.  Dark brown hair, long braid… somewhat sporty outfit.  The bow and arrow are yet to be mastered, but it’s a character from The Hunger Games, which I think the world of.  This is Katniss Everdeen… the feisty game-changer from the series.  If you haven’t watched it yet, stop reading this blog post and get your arse to Redbox.  Better yet, get the book and read that – there are so many more details in it.
emily barbie 
I’m setting up this little doll on my bookshelf.
As a reminder of feisty characters, a reminder of Jeyk, and a reminder that once in a while, guys will surprise you and do something unexpected.
So thank you Jeyk, for making my day brighter.
Tonight I’m thankful for communication and relationships both near and far.
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