the “S” word

I can’t believe I said the “S” word!

A couple of years ago while cleaning off the dinner table, Paris dropped that little bomb-shell on me. For the life of me, I couldn’t remember him saying the “S” word. Adult words just aren’t something a kid should say, right?! When did he say it? Had he said it at school and was feeling guilty? Had he said it under his breath after I had scolded him for typical kid behavior? Since the answer was not forthcoming, I asked him; “when did you say the “S” word?” He looked at me like I was crazy and then said…

I can’t believe I said I’m sorry!”

What, that was it? That was his big “confession?” I laughed and hugged him! I told him that it was a good thing that he was willing to admit that he was sorry for behavior that wasn’t quite appropriate.

Walking away, my brain puzzled over our interaction. Since when did the word “sorry” turn into a cuss word? And not just with my kid! It’s like it’s an epidemic in our world at large. Instead of taking responsibility for poor choices and behavior, invariably we hear a lengthy litany of excuses about why we are not at fault.

My little guy said he was sorry! It surprised him that he would be willing to take responsibility for his actions! I tried to encourage him that he had done the right thing! Since then, I’ve tried to remind myself that my kid models my behavior. Does he see me taking responsibility for my actions? Or, is he more likely to see my actions and think that “sorry” is a cuss word?

Here’s to learning that the “S” word isn’t a bad word! Cheer’s y’all!

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If at first you don’t succeed, then maybe you should do it the way I told you to in the beginning. ~ seen on a card

I’m pretty smart! I work my butt off! I’m pretty dang good at what I do! People actually seek out my input and advice. Let’s just admit it, I’m awesome! Ok, except when I’m not. Sometimes I pull some pretty boneheaded moves. Maybe you’ve had one of those moments – you’re all suited and booted, every hair in the place you want them to be, eyebrows properly plucked and tweezed, standing in front of a room of pretty dang important people really expounding on the importance of the project you’ve been asked to present when you realize you’ve opened a window into a private little world and the direction the people are staring at is not at the amazing overhead presentation but rather at the package trying to escape the loving fabric of your trousers. At that moment of realization, the perfectly laid out presentation vanished from my head and I became a bumbling, stuttering idiot. Oh yeah I did. Grief y’all! There’s no recovering and no need even trying. Just close up shop and head on home. Gosh it’s tough being perfect sometimes!

Here’s to those boneheaded moments that keep us grounded. Cheers y’all!

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Just be perfect Paris! ~ Me

Tonight has been rather perfect…ok, perhaps I should say that it would be perfect, were it not for Tony Montana by Future blasting out of my computer right now. The kid and I just finished making apple pies, healthy apple pies to be exact (he thinks no one cares that they are healthy, the only important thing is that they are pie). In fact, we’ve just pulled the pies out from the oven and dang, the house smells so good. We’re sitting at the dining room table, me tapping away on my computer while the kid yells out the words to some [inane] rap song while playing video games on his handheld. I love hanging with my kid! The deal is though, when we’re just hanging out, I find myself often reminded that I’m affected with the curse of perfectionism! For some silly reason, I think he should be more perfect that I ever dreamed of being. At times I’ve heard myself yelling at some teenage normalcy and then shaking my head at the stupidity I seemingly have fallen into. Nowadays, instead of yelling at his slight teenage imperfections, I find myself telling him to “just be perfect!” It’s reminder to me that he’s 13! It’s also a reminder that I’m not perfect despite how desperately I try to project otherwise.

So here’s to [healthy] apple pie and the imperfection we all need just a little of. Cheers y’all!

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Most stress comes from thinking of the past or the future. The present moment is always the most powerful time in your life. ~ Craig Townsend

3:00 AM! The clock on my iPhone reminded me I was still awake. Ugh! It’s not like I hadn’t been exhausted when I stumbled into bed earlier that night. In fact, I was so tired I had struggled to keep my eyes open, but now, here I was, wide awake knowing that the coming daylight brought a mountain of work I would now be very under-equipped to deal with. Double Ugh!! Sometimes keeping the world turning is stressful! Oh wait, that’s not my job. Then why do I act like the world will quit rotating on its axis if I’m not actively managing every little thing that’s going on? Funny thing, the world keeps right on whizzing by with or without my help. However, when I actively quit trying to manage the speed of the whiz, I end up being a much happier, healthier person. Living in the moment, it’s a trick I’m learning. I haven’t arrived yet, but dammit, I’m getting there!

Here’s to letting the world do it’s thing and focusing on this moment…my moment. Cheers y’all!

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Scaredy Cat

Fear makes the wolf bigger than he is. ~ German Proverb

When I was a kid, I had a recurring dream that I was falling from some great height. While I never landed in those dreams, that feeling of falling has never left me. Today, at the advanced age of [mumble, mumble], I have an irrational fear of heights. As a young adult we visited the Space Needle in Seattle. Attempting to walk out onto the Observation Deck dang near made me pee myself. I was paralyzed. I envied those people who could walk up to the railing and look out over the amazing landscape. The Sears Tower in Chicago has a Sky Deck that I hear is amazing. Over thirteen hundred feet and 103 stories above the ground, this Sky Deck allows a person to see for miles around…in to four different states in fact. Watching a group of friends stroll out with abandon gave me momentary courage, at least until I actually got out there at which point I really did wet myself. In an effort to overcome my fear of heights and of falling, I gathered every last little bit of courage I could muster and went bungee jumping. Yes, I did and you guessed it, I pee’d myself. Did I overcome my fear of heights? Yes and no. I found out I didn’t have to be paralyzed by fear but, well, there was that wet spot on my jeans that had to be dealt with. There’s a Moorish Proverb that says something to the effect that the person who “fears something gives it power over him.” What are you scared of? Is that fear keeping you from your destiny?

Here’s to facing our fears head on!! Cheers y’all!

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