Monthly Archives: July 2013

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Thank You

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There are so many ways to say thank you.

So many things to be thankful for.

When I lay on my bed (and this could be anywhere in the world), one of my favorite things to do is give thanks.

I may pass in and out of “wakefulness,” dozing now and then, and still, what I return to is Thank You.

Thank you to my parents for allowing me to be born through them. Thank you to my sisters for being such good friends and watching over me. Thank you to my husband for the joy of sharing my life with him. Thank you to Fido, our firstborn, for allowing us to experience a playful, ball throwing life. A life which also included a death, his death. That experience I recognize now as a tap on the door of my heart. A waking up to all that matters. Life itself. And death which is such a part of life too. And his kid sister, Rocket Girl, who he led us to when he visited me once while in dream-state.

Thank you.

Life. The greatest gift of all.

Life. All that really matters.

And thank you to You, my friends on this planet. For I recognize in each one of you a Divinity, a Perfectness. For you are a child of creation. For you are Life itself.

And with that gift of life, which we each here are experiencing comes the responsibility (I think) of appreciation. Appreciation of simply being alive. Breathing. Being. Living.

And now, as I return to my day, I once again give thanks.

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I just felt that there are those who may read this and think, “Who is this willy-nilly silly gal who gives thanks for everything? How corny she is!”

To them I say, “Yes, I love corn. Because from corn we get so many wonderful things!”

Cobs once served a purpose we thankfully no longer need. : )

And I’m not talking about the making of mattresses.

And corn just tastes sooo good!

Yes, I love corn.

Yes, I love silly.

Yes, I love life.

And I have this f e e l i n g, YOU do too. : )

Hugs to you all,

-Sj out

p.s. And thanks D’Anne and John for the  i n c r e d i b l y  fluffy and delish pastries!!!

Heinz Pickle bookmarks

What’s Funny to You?

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Pickles.

Pickles are funny to me. Well, at least the word is. It’s goofy. It’s fun to say.

“Hey Pickle! How are you doing?”

“What’s the deal, Pickle?”

“Pickle you later!”

What does that even mean?

I have no idea. It’s just fun to say.

Pickle.

Pickle, pickle, pickle.

I’m in NYC. In Brooklyn. In the most amazing home, (I LOVE home exchange! Mahalo Ria!!!) and I’ve signed up to take a 5-day intensive course in stand-up comedy at the American Comedy Institute. And I’m terrified. Yes, terrified.

Then why am I doing it?

‘Cause. The most rewarding things I’ve done in life were also the most scary.Going on my first plane ride at 14 with no one I knew to a country where I couldn’t speak the language. Scary.

Taking a job as a maid in a country where all I could really say was, “Ein Bier, bitte.” Scary.

Taking a job on a cruise ship where my main role was leading aerobics, and I’d only done that once in the class that I’d just taken because I’d actually gotten the job. Scary.

It’s a long list. I’ll stop. You get the picture.

Throughout my life I’ve made many, many leaps and next week I’m jumping off yet another cliff. Will I land on my feet or with egg on my face?

My husband says all good stand-up comedians talk about their flops. I reckon it’s a rite of passage, a part of the process. Irrrreegardless, I’m jumping. Maybe I’ll be holding my nose and it won’t be pretty, but I promise you I will jump.

And if I do flop? Land on my belly instead of my feet?

Well, there are always pickles.

And from the look of the Heinz pickle bookmarks, it’s time for an update.

Maybe I can be the next Pickle Pinup.

-Sj out