experiment day 19
Today
10:23pm
I'm grateful for:
the sweet sounds of the new death cab album
dinner with my man
the gym
david cook (yes, i said it)
realizations
facing fears
downtime
laughter
sweat pants
Elbow and go
experiment day 18
Today
6:01pm
I'm grateful for sleep.
That's it. Boop beep bitty beep beep booperific batman.
experiment day 17
Today
2:58pm
I'm grateful for the obvious.
Mothers.
My relationship with mothers hasn't been, let's just say, a 'traditional' one. I grew up with one, who, after years and tears I've realized did her best. Maybe a few too many nights at Bennigan's bar, but, whateves. You grow up fast. You take care of shit. It helps you later. At least 96% of the time you remember that. The other 4% you feel a tiny bit sad for that kid that grew up in it, but, eh. Go watch a Lifetime movie and join the club. Sooooo today I'm grateful for her making my lunches, quizzing me on vocab tests, and dancing to Wham in her robe.
I'm grateful for my step-mom. For her infectious loving laugh, her generous spirit, her intense love for my father. I wore her lipstick on stage last night. Fucking cancer.
So yeah, I guess that's where I'm at. I can either insert a slightly sarcastic 'sign-off' or just be honest. Today is not my favorite day.
How 'bout you tell me a specific thing you are grateful for, that your mother figure did in your life.
experiment day 15 and 16
Today and Yesterday
11:34am
Another deliciously busy day yesterday, so here is a double D dose of grat.
I'm grateful for:
-Wil's comment yesterday. Beyond sweet.
-The pokeman theme song that just came on my shuffle. I'll 100% completely own that I absolutely love and rock out HARD fucking CORE to that song. Full business. Shane's friend, Jason Paige, is the singer, who, by the way...is amazing! He's done tons of other work, and can sing Journey that'll make you cry honey.
-The morning walk I took with my husband today. To laugh at dogs. To hold hands. FUCK. My stupid brain forgets how much I love simple things.
-My fixed car. I banged it up a month ago.
-The fact I wasn't hurt. I was never grateful for that. Instead I was more mad that it happened. Stupid brain again.
-My sis who is rocking out a rad balls out adventure out of the country right now.
-All you wonderful geeks in intrageek land.
Watch Shane on this tonight.
Elbow and send.
experiment day 14
Today
9:34pm
I'm grateful for my friend Johhny, my longest standing BFF. We met our first year in college, and haven't parted since. Thru bits and shits, he's someone whose voice just makes me feel better. Even if its just his voice mail. Yeah, I guess he's my constant.
experiment day 13
Today
10:08 pm
I'm grateful for my health. I've had a couple tiny glitches lately, which I can complain about and google about, and before you know it, I have 10 diseases, 14 disorders, and a death wish. So I'm grateful for perspective. And my health.
You?
**experiment day 12
Today
7:33 pm
I'm grateful for Andrew S. A 6-year-old boy who I interviewed today at work for a big Hollywood project. His sandy hair and sun-kissed skin would never lead you to believe he had cancer from age 2-4. But he's "all better now!!!" When he grows up he wants to "work at a fast-food place" or maybe a "toy store." His mom and I laughed, as I held back tears. He showed me his crocks, shared stories about his crock pins, and we played a sweet game of 'give me five up high down low in the middle too slow.'
He skipped to his car with his Mom as I waterworked it up from afar. I'll probably never see him again but he made my week. A ray of light in an often dark and twisted judgemental world.
Actually, no. He made my year.
**experiment: (v) to see if I can keep head out of the negative toilet for 30 days and post gratitude and you post gratitude back.
experiment day 11
Today
7:12 pm
I woke up somewhere in the middle of the sometime today. The tangled sheets were evidence of a thrashing sleep and the half last night outfit and half nothing made clear I don't remember getting into bed. I must have crashed on my couch somewhere between the sun peeking out in the early stillness, which I do remember, and Frodo saving the ring. I'll admit it. When I can't sleep I put on LOR or Potter or some fantasy something that doesn't make me think. With my man out of town, I stumbled into the other room, missing the faint hum of early Sunday ESPN. What day is it? What time is it? Where's my phone?
It was 1:47pm. Which means, I've only been up 5 or so hours. I made a call. I made some tea. I put on my gym clothes and went to spin. There I was greeted with a substitute teacher whose playlist was one long mindless techno euro shit. My body hated me for it's lack of sleep and I hated 'Joe Raver' for every club beat and wild yell. But, I didn't quit and I ended up on the treadmill with my own ipod mix of encouraging songs and depression.
After a quick store run and a shower, I now sit at this computer. Reading over all your 'gratitude.' It really touches me. Your gratitude for your babies, your parents, your husbands/wifes/boyfriends/girlfriends, your health, your silence, your 'p's,' your alone time, your encouragement, your porkchops, your wit, all those little things. I think it will help me sleep tonight. No offense to Gandolf or Snape.
So today, I'm grateful for you.
experiment day 9 and 10
This is where normally, blog stops, and I let 6 weeks go by without a post. I fail at my task and then return with a new found plea of hearty writing and chunky sharing. Only to stop a couple weeks later.
SOOOOO, I'm gonna fight thru that. Break a habit. Keep going. Even when you slip up.
Here's the truth.
I'm sad.
I'm pissed off.
I attempted a 'rosey' entry and it's not real. I started over like 10 times. So yeah. I got nothing.
I guess I'm grateful for that. The willingness to admit I got nothing?
Elbow and your turn.
experiment day 8
Today
11:53pm
I am grateful for silence.
Just silence.
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