Shameless Promotion

I've got new stuff coming soon...I promise!
In the meantime, though, I want to offer you some alternate reading material. Husband has challenged himself to start his own blog! Cycling is a true passion for him, so he's started his own blog to share some tips, tricks, and other observations.
Interested? Check him out at www.ozarkcadence.blogspot.com
(Note -- I get nothing for promoting his blog. Well, maybe I'll get a foot rub later -- but that's it.)

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Meanwhile, Back At The Ranch...

Yes, I know it's been a really really long time since my last post. Life has been really busy. But fear not friends -- the random craziness has still been happening around here. Exhibit A: I am zoned out on the couch one night when I hear a knock on the door. I open it to find a blond 18-year-old with a strange look on her face. I realize some guys have pictured this exact same scenario, but I have not. Anyway, this young lady says she was in her apartment and heard a strange noise and was scared to go inside and would I go in with her? I must have paused for a moment too long, because she began doing this nervous giggle-like thing and insisted she was serious. I ended up going into her apartment and quickly determined that her fan was knocking her blinds around. Despite my genius observation, she insisted I stay until she checked every. Single. Room. And closet. Exhibit B: I had to go for a health assessment at work so I c...

Random Musings

1. Last Friday night I was driving home from my parents' house when I saw two gentlemen on the corner. One was wearing a jumpsuit and the other was dressed as (I swear) Captain Hook. They appeared to be brushing up on their creeper skills. Well played, boys. Well played. 2. I've been watching a lot of "Storage Wars" lately. Who puts glass eyeballs in a storage locker? Why are plastic chairs worthy of storage? If someone can afford to purchase and store randomly valuable items, why can't they afford to pay the storage fees? And why do so many people store money in storage lockers? Haven't they ever heard of a bank? 3. My father used the work "Grok" in Words with Friends. He claims it means "to understand." Later when I was telling him about my bad day he told me he totally grokked (groked?). Thanks for the support, Dad. 4. - 6. I'm sure I've mused about some more stuff here, I'm just to...

The Power of Yet

Last week I attended a meeting where the presenter discussed the power of "yet"-- how someone can re-frame his/her thinking so as to have a growth mindset. For instance, instead of saying "I can't run a marathon," I should tell myself, "I can't run a marathon...yet." To be fair, I feel there's a fine line between self-confidence and false confidence; no matter how strongly I believe in myself, I'm not sure any amount of positive thinking will turn me into an Olympic gold medalist. However, my thoughts on the theory were tested just a few short hours later... I discovered that someone was making disparaging jokes at my expense about my weight. It's no secret that I have a love-hate relationship with my body; anyone who follows me on social media has seen my #runburstinrun journey. And it is indeed a journey -- I feel like I barely remember where I began, and there is no ending in sight. The source of the jokes claimed no harm was ...

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