Tag archives: happiness
If you want to feel delightfully young and horrifically ancient at
the same time, go out on a Saturday night with your former roommate and your
husbands in the town you where you went to college.
This is the lesson I learned recently while sipping a sugary Long
Island iced tea the size of a Big Gulp (only $4!). This disgusting concoction seemed
like a great idea after four glasses of wine and a comment from the bartender that
I was old enough to be his mother.
OK, so that’s an exaggeration. What actually happened is I told the ...
This morning as I lay on the living floor doing extremely uncomfortable physical therapy exercises for my neck, an unexpected thought popped into my head: I am so grateful I’m not angry all the time any more.
Tomorrow is Thanksgiving so feelings of gratitude shouldn’t be surprising, but I wasn’t quite sure where this one came from. Yet, it is truly what I am most thankful for this year.
When I returned to work full time last February, my biggest fear was turning back into “scary mommy.” I had spent the previous two years trying to figure ...
When my husband suggested a staycation
earlier this year, I was skeptical—and a bit bitter about the prospect. It’s
been a number of years since we’ve had what I would call a vacation getaway.
However, a backyard vacation made the
most sense given that we didn’t want to leave our aging cat alone for an extended
period of time, and we have a basement we want to remodel this year. So we set
some ground rules: no checking in with work, no excessive computer use, lots of
dining out so there wouldn’t be a kitchen ...
This week I found myself sobbing
uncontrollably in the bathroom. This was unexpected given that I’m not at all a
crybaby. (Friends have told me I’d feel better if I cried more, but isn’t
stoicism so much more productive?)
It seems, however, the transition from
renting urbanite to suburban home owner—and all that entailed mentally and
physically—had taken me down the road toward a pity party of one.
What I’ve learned about transitions in
the past decade is that they are essential to our growth, but they are also
akin to forging through Dante ...
Yesterday I nearly had a panic attack
while watching a movie about pandas.
You might ask how cute, cuddly,
endangered pandas could cause anyone anxiety. Well, they are endangered, but
this angst was the self-centered kind not the I-must-save-the-world kind. The
answer is simple and stupid: It was the middle of the afternoon, and I was at
the public museum goofing off.
I had just dropped my daughter off for a
class taking place at the museum and had decided to use the two hours to
explore the place myself. I was hoping to take my mind off my lack ...