Category Archives: deep thoughts

Getting Political

I can honestly say that I liked presidential election years a lot better before Facebook was around.  As if the negative ads and endless analyzing on TV weren’t enough, now you have to read a bunch of political posts from people that, I’m sorry to say, sound like complete fucking lunatics.  No, I don’t think they’re crazy because they disagree with my political views.  I think they’re crazy because they share things that the Tea Party posted.  Come on Republican friends, you have to admit that the Tea Party is bat shit CRAZY!

Oh, and the negativity.  God, the negativity!  It’s one thing to say you disagree with a candidate’s politics.  It’s another to say you think they’re a terrorist who is out to ruin the country.  Do people really believe this bullshit?  If the answer is yes, I am afraid.  Granted, I live in one of the reddest states in the country.  This means that many of my Facebook friends fall into the red category.  Again, fine.  Not fine? Posting things like, “Well, goodbye America.  Hello wannabe USSR.”  Yep, someone said that.

I am a huge Jon Stewart fan (I seriously wish he could be my best friend), and his post-election night show was on the money.  Oh Karl Rove, I’m so embarrassed for you.  I know it’s hard to admit that your guy lost, but this is just plain sad.  If you have time and want a good laugh, watch the clip below.

Jon Stewart

The Anti-Anxiety Project

Have any of you read the book The Happiness Project?  Well, I have.  The project started when the author decided she wasn’t really “living” her life.  You know, she was just sort of going through the paces, and while she appeared to have a perfect life on the outside, she wasn’t really deriving a lot of joy from it.  So, she spent a year focusing on the small stuff and writing a book about it.  A book which not only brought her happiness but also a shit ton of cash, I’m sure.

Anyway, I read this book probably a year or so ago, but I’ve recently started thinking about it.  Thinking that maybe I should embark on a 365-day journey of some sort. (Also, I watched the movie Julie & Julia the other night – – another 365-day journey).  Am I happy?  Overall, yes.  Do I live in the moment?  Not usually.  Do I have a crazy amount of anxiety that probably warrants medication?  Maybe.

It might seem strange that I’m OK sharing this stuff with people I don’t really know (I know some of you, yes, but I also have readers that I know nothing about), but I’m thinking this blog can serve as a therapy of sorts.  Only instead of this being a happiness project, I’m calling it The Anti-Anxiety Project.  What do you think?  I have no idea what that really means or what I’ll need to do each day to succeed, but I’m kind of digging the concept.

In order for this to work, I need your ideas.  What are some ways that you relieve stress and anxiety in your lives? Big and small, but mostly small.  Start sharing your thoughts.  In the meantime, I’ll continue writing about my daily observations and strange happenings.  Here’s a silly one that I’ll leave you with…. While driving last week, the car in front of me had a bumper sticker that read, “watch out  for the idiot driving behind me.”  And because I’m quick I realized hey, wait a second, that’s me! How rude is that?  Although that bumper sticker totally worked for the guy with two fake legs that rammed into the back of me.

Good Vibes

You know what?  Being positive is kind of awesome.  I am definitely not the world’s most positive person.  I blame all the cynics in my family (these cynics make for great material though).  And myself, of course.  I’m all about personal responsibility lately.

After all the stress and anxiety about Jack, I finally feel like I understand what I have to do.  After reading and researching, I have learned that so much of your dog’s behavior is directly linked to your behavior.  Dogs can totally sense your energy.  And my energy was shit, to be honest.  I was just so anxious and always had knots in my stomach worrying about whether Jack was going to bite someone.  Listen, I am not 100% cured of that, but I am so on my way.  I feel this renewed sense of leadership and confidence, which is exactly what he needs.  He needs pack leaders! Rob is already an amazing pack leader, but I have a feeling that six months down the road I’m going to be right there with him.

Plus, I just want to be calmer and more balanced in my life.  Not just for my dog but for me.  And for my family and those people that I love.  Holy shit, I should start doing motivational speaking or something, right?!

Ok, this might be too much positivity for some of you.  So, on a more depressing and negative note…. Actually, I have nothing.  Can you believe it?  I seriously can’t even think of anything negative.  Of course, it is only 8:00am.

The Daily – Filling up the Jar

I really want a vacation.  Rob really needs a vacation.  We’re not going on vacation anytime soon.  What it really comes down to though is that perhaps, just perhaps, we’re not enjoying the regular ol’ days that are quickly passing us by.  And yes, it is really difficult to do so when your job is sucking all of the energy and life out of you.

At the beginning of 2012 Rob and I created a “memory jar” so that we can capture all the big and small happy moments we enjoy throughout the year.  So far there are 4 in the jar.  Not because we haven’t had good times and happy moments but because we haven’t taken the time to recognize them.  That’s about to change.  This jar is about to get worked!

Working Through a Funk

Do you ever go through periods of time in your life when nothing is really wrong and yet you just feel out of sorts?  Rob and I call it a “funk.”  And I’m totally in one right now.  By no means do I have anything to complain about in life.  I just don’t feel totally content.  I’m trying to convince Rob that a tropical getaway would probably solve a lot, but I’m not entirely sure he’s buying it yet.  Rob, are you buying it?!

Part of it is that I’m not blogging enough.  Work is starting to pick up, so I’ll be traveling a lot more, which means I better commit to doing this blog thing now. Otherwise, you can kiss my boring, yet somewhat comical life stories goodbye. We’re not ready to say goodbye though, are we?  Nah.

What I am continuing to do is Bikram, and I think it’s helping me to not sink so low into the funk that showers become a twice weekly thing and I stop wiping down the kitchen counters seven times a day.  Frightening shit right there, people!  No seriously though, Bikram Yoga makes me feel incredible.  Even on mornings like today when there are 70 people in the class (this is A LOT, they actually had to start turning people away), dude next to me is a bit stinky and doing some of the postures means touching your also very sweaty neighbor, I still love it.  This is literally how packed the class looked today.  I love the girl laying down because it is so typical of the way many of us feel during that class.

So, that’s where I’m at.  Could be worse.  I could be hanging out on the porch with the tweaker neighbors all day in my bathrobe smoking a Marlboro Light.  Thank God I’m not in that kind of a funk.

Everyday Happiness

You know what sucks worse than not going on vacation?  Going on vacation and then having to return to your regular life and realize that you can’t just hang out by a pool all day with free drinks.  It’s kind of depressing.  Plus, when Rob and I travel, we always feel like it takes us a few days to really acclimate to wherever we are, which is usually about two to three days before we have to return home. It’s a major letdown, because you’re all like, “Oh my god, I love this place.  I seriously feel like I could stay for weeks.” But… you can’t stay for weeks.  Which has got me thinking…. Maybe I should start taking longer vacations.  Three weeks sounds reasonable.  If only.

Our lives really aren’t that bad (to use a Utah term, I would say we’re blessed), but I will admit that I don’t ever wake up in the morning and think, I CANNOT wait to go to work! Nope, never done that.  I wake up and think, It’s not horrible, could be worse.  And then I start thinking of items for my bucket list so that I have really big, outlandish things to look forward to.  Like travel to Bali, have a professional blog, own a beach house.  The list goes on.

Until I’m ready to tackle the bucket list though, I’ll look for happiness in the everyday.  There is a lot of it to be found.  Like, it makes me very happy to think about my mom’s awesome cane she calls a walking stick and carries with her at all times up camping.  I mean it has an eagle head on it, people!  Or, my sister who says the most hilarious, awkward things to people.  Like, the door-to-door salesman she tried to get rid of quickly by saying, “I’m totally not interested, but good luck in your travels.”  Travels?  The dude’s walking door-to-door in West Jordan, Utah.  The stuff she says makes me happy.

Oh, and we totally bought a Vitamix last night!  I try to feed our family super healthy food, but the Vitamix just helped me step that up a level.  This morning I threw in a bunch of fruits and veggies and made a spectacular concoction of healthy-ness.  If you are at all interested in one of these, get to Costco in Murray now!  The Vitamix lady (who is really impressive, by the way) is only there until Monday selling them for like $200 less than normal.  No, Costco or Vitamix did not pay me for this endorsement.  It would make me really happy if they did though.

Taking a look around

I know that the majority of my posts are light hearted and silly, really.  There has been so much tragedy and heartache the past couple of days in the lives of people I know though that I feel like I have to stop and write something serious.  It’s so easy to get caught up in the bustle of this insane life.  And, sadly, sometimes it takes something tragic to make us stop and appreciate what we have.  I know that we’re supposed to save our thanks for Thanksgiving Day (wink wink), but I’m giving thanks today.  Thank you for the family that gives me joy, laughter and love.  Thank you for my health.  Thank you for opportunities and experiences.

Don’t think this means that I’m not going to complain and write about how retarded people are anymore.  Nah.  I’m still going to do that.  I’m just also going to pause a little more in my life.  My life is pretty damn great after all.

Torn

Let me start this by saying that I am very grateful for my life and all that I’ve been given.  Having said that, lately I’ve been thinking a lot about my life and whether it’s the life I want to live.  I know that I will always want to surround myself with family and those people that I cherish with all my heart…. But… what about all the STUFF that I have acquired and surround myself with?  Should I just feel happy that I have access to nice things, a beautiful home, little stress about money?  Or should I be taking a step back and asking myself, “Is having all these things really worth it?”  Rob and I were talking the other night about how our lives continue to get more stressful as we get older.  And doesn’t that seem backwards?  When we first met, we lived in a much smaller home with a low maintenance yard.  Now, we live in a larger home with a jungle of a yard, and although we love how beautiful and cozy our home and yard are, we spend SO much time maintaining them.

So, I’m torn.  On one hand, I really want to simplify my life.  I know that if I shifted gears a little I could live with a lot less.  On the other hand, I really want to expand and remodel my kitchen.  Do you see the dilemma?  It’s like it’s wonderful to have nice things, but with those nice things comes more responsibility and obligation.  You can’t just decide to take the summer off.  There are bills to pay!

The bottom line is I do have some reevaluating to do.  Life is too short to be stressed all the time.  Life is to be enjoyed… to the fullest… each and everyday.  Of course no matter what life I live, I know there will be ups and downs, but days are turning into months and months into years.  Time is moving quickly and I’m not slowing down enough to take it all in.  I don’t want to look back on my life one day and ask, “Where did it go?  What did I do?”  I want to look back and say, “I made a difference.  I was happy with my life and the choices I made.”  Is this possible?