I'm probably going to start a separate blog for this thought. I was listening to various talk shows yesterday and the biggest thing that struck a note was how if you re-frame a situation, you can change it. Obviously some things you can't but the idea is to stop complaining and take action. So I was thinking about all the little things that bug me and how I can look at them as opportunity, or take joy in them.
One thing that my mom always told me would bug me does...the way my husband squeezes the toothpaste at the top of the tube and it gets all crinkled. So how do I re-frame the irritant? I say oh goody, the tube is crinkled so now I can smooth it out and make it look nice. I get to take action. I get to do it. See, now it doesn't bother me... ;)
Now I just have to make sure that I don't get crabby at having to take action all the time... Well, it actually would help me lose weight so I should look at it that way!
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Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Frenzy
It is funny how hot headed I can get about stuff. I turns life into a crazy, energy wasting frenzy.
Of course the usual suspects are here. Peanut Allergy, Religion and Fake people.
Peanut Allergy.
Daycare had the guts to confront me, face to face and ask if I sent my daughter to school with a PB and J. How dare they question me. The worst part about it is that they didn't believe me even after I said no. I think this whole peanut allergy thing is a joke. Yes, I'm insensitive.
Religion.
My daughter came home with a Bindi on her head. She can't hum Away in a manger but she can wear a Bindi and learn about re-incarnation?
Fake people.
Or are they leaches. It is interesting to watch the dynamic in our neighborhood. The new TT moved in and boy do they fit the role. The dad walks around with tatoos all over his body, without a shirt. Umm, there are many young girls in our neighborhood and I don't think it is appropriate. Never mind the fact that they act like total leaches to the families they will gain from. Neighbor across the street has kids the same age. They are already eating dinner over there. I hope they knew each other from before and I am all wrong.
They won't even step off the curb to introduce themselves to us.
Those are my rants for today.
No lesson to learn yet...Maybe it is to not assume.
Of course the usual suspects are here. Peanut Allergy, Religion and Fake people.
Peanut Allergy.
Daycare had the guts to confront me, face to face and ask if I sent my daughter to school with a PB and J. How dare they question me. The worst part about it is that they didn't believe me even after I said no. I think this whole peanut allergy thing is a joke. Yes, I'm insensitive.
Religion.
My daughter came home with a Bindi on her head. She can't hum Away in a manger but she can wear a Bindi and learn about re-incarnation?
Fake people.
Or are they leaches. It is interesting to watch the dynamic in our neighborhood. The new TT moved in and boy do they fit the role. The dad walks around with tatoos all over his body, without a shirt. Umm, there are many young girls in our neighborhood and I don't think it is appropriate. Never mind the fact that they act like total leaches to the families they will gain from. Neighbor across the street has kids the same age. They are already eating dinner over there. I hope they knew each other from before and I am all wrong.
They won't even step off the curb to introduce themselves to us.
Those are my rants for today.
No lesson to learn yet...Maybe it is to not assume.
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