Y’all, it’s been a minute. It’s hard to maintain a blog when you’ve had the Covid, the flu, and the Covid pneumonia. Yeah, I decided to do that all at the same time about two weeks ago. It’s hard when you’ve been working like mad. Right now, I’m in full show mode at the danceContinue reading “Playing Catch Up”
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I want you to be happy. Really.
Y’all notice the “support other women” movement happening over the last few years? It’s louder than ever. You can barely scroll any social media outlet twice without seeing posts, verses, and memes about women encouraging women. I don’t know where the sentiment comes from and, seemingly suddenly, why it’s a thing, but I don’t care.Continue reading “I want you to be happy. Really.”
Who I am intended to be…
I made a blog post this morning about “boundaries”. Go check it out, if you missed it. And in response to a comment, I mentioned that I hated to be late to the party on learning about boundaries but was sure glad I had at 46. Then… I get a text from a beautiful, smartContinue reading “Who I am intended to be…”
“Boundaries” is not psychobabble to me.
I did not like the word “boundaries” before now. The great Dr. Laura Schlessinger (I’m a fan.) has always considered it what she calls “psychobabble” (a word overused by mental health professionals instead of just cutting to the chase). I tended to agree. Psychology words are tossed around so frequently they lose their oomph andContinue reading ““Boundaries” is not psychobabble to me.”
Therapy: Everybody needs it.
About a year ago, I saw an ad on Facebook for something called BetterHelp. I stopped scrolling, because some girl was talking, and all the comments were about how soothing and beautiful her voice was. This, I had to hear. I didn’t have my sound up, so I clicked and replayed it. Meh…her voice wasContinue reading “Therapy: Everybody needs it.”
This is scary…but thanks!
I read the other day that people are longing for “real” online. Social media is so full of “fake” that people are yearning for authenticity. The perfect farmhouse kitchens inspire us, the filters make our skin look smooth (I ain’t even mad at the right filter.), and the barely breathless workouts that look easy motivateContinue reading “This is scary…but thanks!”
New Year…and my name is Wes.
“My name is Wes. I ain’t in this mess.” Keith and I heard somebody say this a few years ago (I think on TV), and it stuck. We’ve used it occasionally since then, mostly in jest, but lately, it’s become sort of a mantra. And I’m here for it. If 2021 was “my year” forContinue reading “New Year…and my name is Wes.”
Christmas Eve Wishes
Happy Christmas Eve! Just wanted to send you good wishes from my warm, cozy, good-smellin’ house today. I’ve cooked sausage balls for the fam, made some creole rice for taking to the Christmas shindig tonight with Hubs’ side of the family, and whipped up chocolate dipped strawberries to take, too. All my presents are wrapped,Continue reading “Christmas Eve Wishes”
I Am Learning to Love the Sound
I am learning to love the sound of my feet walking away from things that aren’t good for me. Is that not the best? I saw it posted this morning, and I could hear the sound…and it’s sweet. It’s not easy to (a) admit when something is not good for you and (b) walk awayContinue reading “I Am Learning to Love the Sound”
Like Pouring Gas On Anxiety
Anxiety is a bitch. If you’ve experienced it, you know it can be triggered by something big…or insignificant…or come on without warning and for no reason. You just feel freaking nervous…and anxious…and like something bad is about to happen…and you can’t breathe good…and there’s some weird fear thing happening…and you shake a little…. Ridiculous. Today,Continue reading “Like Pouring Gas On Anxiety”
Amanda Herring, Writer 