Crafty Dayeseye

How to Delight Me

Okay, so there is a theme permeating my life right now, making me think, ask questions and open doors I sometimes keep closed.  A theme that is continuing to delight me!

Someone asked me today what I want my "place in history to be?" After lots of thinking and pondering, the best I can come up with, other than being remembered as Queen Of The World, is that my place in history is not relevant unless one day, someone remembers how I made them feel.  I live in a small community; surround myself with supportive friends and family. I enjoy the socially conscious, politically charged atmosphere of being near Washington D.C.; that aside, if I can help even one person, I will have made history.  That person will remember forever the way I made them feel.  Maybe they never tell another soul about their experience with me, that’s not what matters.  I believe even one good thing can become a million good things.  The chain reaction of one good act doesn’t start and end in one transaction; it is moved ahead, forges through and touches many lives. 

I believe my one time of touching someone and making them feel great will have a lasting impact in the future.

 

 

 

P.S. I start my internship at RCASA Friday!!!! Wish me luck!!

Care

Yesterday's post reminded me of a show I recorded the other day 'Primetime: What Would You Do?'  I cry every time I watch it.  It's basically a hidden camera show where there are actors that portray the ugliest behaviors, racism, sexism, bullying, ageism, you name it.  Then it catches people's reactions and how they step in to help, or ignore the situation. 

Most of the time someone steps in and helps, this makes me so happy, so relieved that for the most part people care about each other.  I know I have no problem saying exactly what I think needs to be said, when someone's behavior is totally inappropriate.  Sometimes it isn't done with grace, but by George, sometimes something just needs to be said!

I guess sometimes it isn't "my place" or whatever, but I just know that if I was on the other end of some of the abuse going on out there, I would want someone to stand up for me, with me.  

Maya Angelou said “If you find it in your heart to care for somebody else, you will have succeeded.”  I hope you too, can stand up and care for a stranger, a friend, or a loved one when the situation demands it.  The rewards will overflow you cup.

 

How to Annoy Me

Something happened at the Dr.'s office today.

Someone decided that he was entitled to disturb everyone else waiting with his loud complaints about, well, everything in his life.

Complained about his job, or lack thereof, his girlfriend, or lack thereof, and his P.O., which after a minute or two I figured was his probation officer. 

He decided he was entitled to make rude comments to and about the administrative staff and others in the waiting room to his two similarly dysfunctional friends.

Then he "psssst." me.  Seriously. "psssst."

I decided he needed to learn how to behave in public, or at least what I would tolerate.

I simply looked at him, and each of his friends and said, "Just because you're a miserable human being does not give you the right to treat everyone here, the way you feel.  If you need to call somebody names and disturb others, I suggest you carry your ass (yes, I said ass) outside and do it in your rear-view mirror, because the only person out of line in here is you."

He shut up, and remained quiet the rest of my visit.

I got lots of smiles, head nods, and even a thumbs up from the most adorable octogenarian man sitting there.

Sometimes I Need a Reminder

I reminded myself today.

 

You have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It's time that you won

lyrics from "once"

 and today I won.

Ice Storm

One kind word can warm three winter months.

~Japanese Proverb

Kodachrome Memories

I was going through a small box of treasures when I stumbled across this little number.  A tiny little photo  album of sorts.  The pictures are of my Dad's Mom, Oouma.  Oouma was a scientist, or that's what I always thought, maybe these pictures are where I got that idea?!

Enjoy.

LOVE these!  What a treasure.

Note to Self

So much going on a la maison de mes parents lately. I'm trying to remain cool, calm, and collected (that is NOT my style).

I ran across this picture from Christmas of my Dad and his grandson Levi, and it reminded me...

No matter what, my parents will love and accept me.  This goes for my sisters as well.  No matter what we do my parents will still love us.  

I could throw a kegger while they are out of town...

Skip school and get picked up by the principal's brother...

Stay out all night...

Call for a ride when the police show up at a party...

Burn a hole in the kitchen floor...

Sneak out at night...

Come home with my tongue pierced...

Total not one, not two, but three cars...

Call them at all hours needing something, anything...

Not grow up to be what I thought they wanted me to be...when all they ever wanted is for me to be me.

Cry to them...

Scream at them...

I can't think of a thing that I could do, or could have done to make them love me less. 

Oh, they get/got mad, but usually that was because the dishwasher wasn't emptied, or the trash wasn't taken out, but the big stuff; calm, often stern, but rational, thoughtful and supportive.

It's good to know nothing's changed.

Thank You Mommy and Daddy. 

 

 

 

 

Open Letter a Liar

hurt by your lies

confused by your lies

disappointed because of your lies

dumbfounded because of your lies

baffled by your lies

sad because of your lies

those are all the emotions of today

did

you

make

the

right

decision?

For someone searching for a way to be in control of their own destiny,

the first rule to remember is

"you'll never find yourself until you face the truth."

Start facing the music.

 

Love,

Jennifer

 

p.s. GET A JOB while your at it.  You're gonna need it.

 

 

Puzzles

In life's puzzles all the pieces don't always fit the way we want them to.  That's what makes it so fun.

Abundance

Sometimes I wake up and nothing feels right.

Nothing really feels wrong per se, maybe just…off.

 That’s just how this morning felt.  Maybe it was the complete and utter jubilation of the night before; leaving me feeling less excited about another ‘regular’ day.  Maybe it was the PBR I was swilling; leaving me with a headache before I even woke.  Maybe that’s just how this morning was going to feel no matter what.

 But, I don’t have to accept it.  I decided to have a bit of meditation time to remind myself of a few things.  Then, I put this affirmation together so it will be the first thing I see tomorrow morning.

Tomorrow is going to be an "A day".

 

Today

I only took 2 cookies from the cookie jar.

I still miss him every day.  Every. Day.

But I know he will always be with me, in my

 

How to Delight Me

Carefully package and send the freshest, most delicious oranges.

The very same oranges you picked from your own tree, in your backyard 2300 miles away.

Oranges, just because, just to share. 

They are delicious.

Delightful.

Thank you Grandpa H & C!

What a Nice Day!

Woke up on time.

Recieved an internship at a local Council Against Sexual Assault.

 

Worked out at the gym.

(You don't want to see a picture of this!)

Art Every Day was featured on the awesome 365 Make Something Every Day Book Blog!

 

 

Recieved my DODOcase for my new iPad, that's a fun surprise in the mail!

Made Something.

Relaxed with the pups.

Kissed my Handsome Man when he came home.

How to Annoy Me

Bring your 8 year old son in with you when you get a cuppa joe.

When he picks up something that doesn’t belong to him, say nothing.

When he says to me, “I’m keeping this!”, say nothing.

When I say to him “That belongs to someone else, please leave it here.”, say nothing.

When he refuses, say nothing.

When I insist and ask him to place it on the counter, say nothing, but give me glare from hell, like I just broke your kids hopes and dreams of ever becoming a doctor, lawyer, author, NBA star, musician, or anything but the pimple you are raising him to be!

 

 

All of this coming from a child free gal, but really, shouldn't parents be the inspiration of what life holds, and how to handle it for their kids?

Another Chance to Get it Right 2011