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It’s A Major Award!

August 10, 2012 by Sara

Remember that scene in A Christmas Story where the dad wins the prize for solving the crossword puzzle? When asked about the tacky leg lamp he proclaimed to his neighbor, “it’s a major award!”

It’s a major award! (credit: remycarreiro.com)

Today I feel as proud as Ralphie’s dad, but I have something a little prettier to show for it.

But wait, there’s more! Another award came with the first one!

The Versatile Blogger award and the My Beautiful Lipstick award. These two honors were bestowed upon me by none other than Lorna of Lorna’s Voice. The Versatile Blogger is kind of self explanatory, but the My Beautiful Lipstick award? Lorna has taken the libery to give it this definition: “This award is one you would give to someone if you could go up to them and give them a great big kiss just because.”

Lorna said I have (or not) some responsibilities associated with these honors. For now I’m going to put those responsibilities on the shelf, but will return to them when my head stops spinning from all the excitement.

In the meantime I think you should check out Lorna’s Voice. She’s funny and a blast to read. You might even consider following her blog so you never miss a post! And thank you Lorna, for getting my weekend off to a great start!

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Taking Charge

August 10, 2012 by Sara

I know you’ve all experienced life’s ups and downs. Lately, it seems, my life has been nothing but downs and downs. At least that’s what my perception has been. Truly I have nothing to complain about, but you know how it is when your brain kind of melts away and you lose all the tools needed to help you cope with those downs? Maybe that just happens to me.

After a few especially trying weeks I finally went to see a doctor and was feeling empowered. Don’t ask why that made me feel empowered, but know I was feeling ever big and very adult-like for doing it. I was happily driving home from my appointment when I went to shift gears on my 1998 Saturn (nothing but a manual transmission for me) and she completely failed me. After fourteen years she decided to take leave of her service and left me stranded in the middle of the street, causing a minor traffic jam.

Dead. My beloved car was dead.* Of course by this time the empowerment I was feeling was taken over by that pesky anxiety I’ve been enduring. Husby was out of town and I had to deal with the situation all…by…myself. But guess what? I did it! With a little help from a phone call to Pinky (brother-in-law and really smart about all things car-related) I got a tow truck to come pick me and my car up and haul our sorry little selves back home.

Husby returned home that evening and we trashed all plans for the next day in order to go car shopping. Yay! More anxiety! My decision-making skills have been on a major tropical vacation lately so this task seemed especially daunting. Luckily Husby was with me and we didn’t encounter any high-pressure sales people on our ~~joy~~ test-riding adventure. Finally we settled on the car we both liked. Empowered again! Now I’m all that driving around in my new car, which looks like a space pod.

The Space Pod

Here’s the thing. It doesn’t matter what you think you can’t do because chances are pretty good you can if you take off your scardy pants and go for it. With the events of the past couple of weeks I’m feeling ready to take some chances, because right or wrong going out on a limb once in a while just makes you feel more alive.

* My wonderful little Saturn lost her life, but she became an organ doner. Her salvagable parts will go to other Saturns to prolong their lives. Yay!

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Wordless Wednesday

August 8, 2012 by Sara

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This Is A Test

August 6, 2012 by Sara

There’s something in the air. The universe is conducting a test, I’m sure of it. The bad juju has been hanging around for months now and it’s wearing people down. It’s a test I tell you. A test to see what we’re made of.

I’ve seen others struggling through sad or difficult events. I’ve heard “what else can possibly go wrong?” after a landslide of misfortune. The synchronicity of these unfortunate happenings between unrelated people is just too remarkable.

One of my challenges is a nagging, free-floating anxiety. A nervousness about I-don’t-know-what. It could be waning hormones or other wonky chemicals. Or maybe I have some deep, dark conflict hiding in the recesses of my mind manifesting itself with sweaty palms and quickened breath.

I haven’t figured out what’s going on with the universe or why its nasty pranks are affecting me the way they are, but whenever I’m feeling especially anxious my brain clicks into the Mel Brooks channel and I get this song in my head. It sticks there for a while too.

It could be worse. I mean, if you’re suffering from high anxiety why wouldn’t you want a sassy song like that playing in your mind? It takes the edge off a little.

How is the universe treating you lately?