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Una nota de martes

Twas the Tuesday before American Thanksgiving, when we celebrate people in silly hats with buckles pre-snookering cool cats in feather headdresses with crappy food like turkey, but hey, beggers can’t be choosers, eh? I am at work. I will forever be at work. Though told that Friday is “family time,” ergo boss will not be in the office, I will be here, despite the fact that I came from and in fact do still have a family. Apparently, family time = only for the 1%. Continue reading “Una nota de martes”

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Random Thoughts Thursday: Favorite Things

They’re Random! They’re Thoughts! It’s Thursday!

This Week: Favorite Things

In honor of next Thursday being Thanksgiving here in ‘Murica, let’s look at some (mostly) silly things of life that are My Favorite Things, for which I’m grateful:

As listed in my latest newsletter (that’s right, subscribers’ heads were filled with this fascinating info a good two weeks before you!):

  • making up words
  • real words that sound made up, like williwaw
  • dollar store reading glasses (clearer vision for A DOLLAR!)
  • self-checkout at the library ~ beep… beep… BOOKS!
  • Burger King kids’ meals
  • owls
  • SNOW!
  • the first night on fresh, clean sheets.

Additionally:

  • Jeopardy!
  • Pandora’s skipping function
  • Brand new pencil erasers
  • When the layers for my layer cake come out even/level
  • Chocolate jimmies
  • Starbucks Black Iced Tea
  • Getting and sending mail
  • When the ponytail elastic with the weakened, stretched-out part holds on for one more twirl (three times ’round!)
  • That ‘holds on’ made me think of Jamie Walters and that song from the 90s (did you know he’s a fireman now?)
  • Ladybugs and butterflies
  • The spiders in my house/on my car, all named Herman
  • Full service gas stations
  • Drives by the river or to the ocean
  • Toll-free roads
  • Autumn (see two pics I had in an exhibit in my other life here)
  • Winter (there will be MANY photos when there is snow. You’ve been warned.)
  • That I am the type of person who sings along with the music in the grocery store, makes screeching tires noises when I go around a curve (even at 10mph), and when I saw new carts at Target a few years ago, I almost jumped out of my skin. “NEW CARTS! COOL!”
  • Making people smile. You are, aren’t you? C’mon. I know you are.

Daisy Smiley Face: It's My Happy Place.

Posted in Randomy Goodness, Reflective

Tara’s Take on Thanksgiving: Part Quatre of Quatre*

*Pardon my French, literally. Correctly, it should read la quatrième partie de quatre. The FrAmerican in the title says “part four of four.” Close enough.

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The denouement of my four-part Tara’s Take on Thanksgiving is here. It’s amazing how fast time goes, yes?

For that reason, I’m grateful that I literally stop to smell the roses. I take the time to enjoy the world around me, the moments of awesomeness that arise. I try to take advantage of opportunities that come up.

I also have taken time each day to note what I am grateful for, even on the days that didn’t go as planned, so well, or were a struggle to get through. There’s always something good in the bad, if you look for it.

I’m grateful that somehow I learned to see things from all sides. Even if I fail to see everything or struggle to see another perspective, that’s OK. Attempting and failing is better than never attempting at all.

That’s true, too, for being a bit daring and trying new things. I’m open to attempting new things, tasting new foods, etc. (for the most part ~ I won’t eat brains or other fun things like that).

One of the most amazing things I’m open to ~ and it has rewarded me almost every time ~ is people. I’m grateful that I see the world as a good place where bad things sometimes happen and not the other way around.

I’m grateful for true connection, even if it’s small:

  • Like the teeny karate kid I held the door open for at the bookstore. He said a high-pitched “Thank you.” His father, not far behind, didn’t hear him and said, “Say thank you.” I said, “He did.” The dad smiled wide.
  • Like the guy at the BP station that was closed for renovations for a year. He always had a story or at the very least a smile when I pulled in for a fill-up. I didn’t think he knew me. I mean, how many cars does he see in a week? And I’m not there every week. Still, after 365 days of not seeing me, I pulled in and he said, “It’s so good to see you again. How have you been? I’m glad you came back.”
  • Little arms outstretched asking for a pick-me-up hug.
  • Little ones playing peek-a-boo with Grover and me or singing “Here Comes Peter Cottontail” quietly while everyone else is being loud in the other room.
  • A nod, a smile, a simple acknowledgment of someone else’s humanity.

I’m grateful that in spite of any challenges that come up, any obstacles in my path, any tragedy that may strike, I still believe, I still laugh, I still see the positive, I’m still happy to be alive.

This Thanksgiving, the thing I’m most grateful for is authentically being me.

Happy Thanksgiving, peeps.
May your world always be filled with peace, light, and love.

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As I said I would in the latest issue of Tara’s Take, each Tuesday until we stuff ourselves silly as a nation, I’m writing about Thanksgiving and what I’m grateful for. In the four posts before the holiday, I’m exploring the little things that make life as fun as it can be. I’m all about that, along with tiny moments, connection, silliness, fun, and joy.

Posted in Randomy Goodness, Reflective, Writing

Tara’s Take on Thanksgiving: Part Trois of Quatre*

*Pardon my French, literally. Correctly, it should read la troisième partie de quatre. The FrAmerican in the title says “part three of four.” Close enough.

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I love words so much, they get their own post. I grew up with books and magazines in my hands so often, I thought my fingers were made of paper (no, not really… it’s a metaphor, just one of the zillions of amazing devices you can use with words!). I jumped for joy when the Scholastic and Troll Book Club boxes arrived at my classroom doors. I wrote endlessly whilst pretending to listen to my religion teachers in high school. I love words so much, I studied them in college and chose a career where I use them all the time.

Words let me say what I want to say, can’t say, wish I had said, or didn’t know I would say. Sitting down to write means entering a zone where time and space don’t exist, where thoughts I may not be fully aware I was thinking come out. They start someplace I’m not quite sure of, work their way through my subconscious then my brain eventually emerging from my fingertips onto the keys to the screen. The fact that they start to want to come out while I’m driving or in the shower with no writing implement nearby ~ a minor inconvenience considering the power and the gift that words are for me.

Words celebrate life. Words mourn and grieve. Words make me laugh (and I strive to make others laugh, too). Words process and understand. Words show me what I might want to tuck away and keep hidden. Words shine a light. Words reveal truths.

Words take me to worlds I may never see or that don’t really exist. Words move, inspire, encourage, engage, uplift, reassure, express, and delight.

Creative writing, letters, journals, scribbles on Hello Kitty notepaper. Art, connection, introspection, silliness.

Squiggly marks on paper that form words that form sentences to make paragraphs that turn into essays, stories, novels, plays, and even memories.

The most powerful thing on Earth: the power to move, to feel, to create.

With words, through words, I am magic. I am visible. I am awakened. I am alive.

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As I said I would in the latest issue of Tara’s Take, each Tuesday until we stuff ourselves silly as a nation, I’m writing about Thanksgiving and what I’m grateful for. In the four posts before the holiday, I’m exploring the little things that make life as fun as it can be. I’m all about that, along with tiny moments, connection, silliness, fun, and joy.

Posted in Reflective

Tara’s Take on Thanksgiving: Part Deux of Quatre*

*Pardon my French, literally. Correctly, it should read la deuxième partie de quatre. The FrAmerican in the title says “part two of four.” Close enough.

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There are so many things… that’s something to be grateful for in and of itself. But yesterday as I sat in the park enjoying 60+ degree temps and a cool breeze, I thought about how much I love nature and the world around me: seagulls flying and cawing over the heads of geese trying to soak their webbed feet and enjoy some peace and quiet at the lake; the wind making the water wave and move from one side to the other until it reaches the shore far from where it started; the sunlight reflecting off the water in a creek and making me a shadow on the ground below the bridge I was standing on. Later in the day, the moon man so large and close, I could have reached up and kissed him (do you see the face in the moon, too?).

  • Rain that makes puddles and rainbows when the storm is gone.
  • Snow that blankets the world in white and silence.
  • The soothing beach (though sand is gritty and impossible to get off).
  • The ocean that never stops moving (I can’t take the same photo twice).
  • The wind that makes the leaves look like they’re waving hello.
  • As my Monday posts for the past 4 weeks show, the colors of Autumn and the grace and ease with which trees teach us to let go.
  • The bare trees, strong and tall and reaching, in all their naked glory.
  • Sparkling stars in dark blue skies over farms I pass on wandering drives.
  • Even the deer with their freakishly spindly legs holding up those large bodies that you almost can’t see until they’re on the hood of your car (poor not-so-bright creatures).
  • The spiders I let live in my bathroom as long as they stay on their side.
  • The smell of freshly cut grass.
  • Evergreen trees.
  • Lady bugs.
  • Butterflies.

I could go on for days.

If I’m not writing, I’m outside, walking if it’s not too too cold, driving if it is or isn’t. Wandering. Looking. Admiring. Trying to capture the fleetingness of it all, even though I know I can’t really.

Taking in as much as I can, as often as I can. Every single day.

And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.
~William Shakespeare, from “As You Like It”

Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair. ~Khalil Gibran

I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars.
~Walt Whitman

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As I said I would in the latest issue of Tara’s Take, each Tuesday until we stuff ourselves silly as a nation, I’m writing about Thanksgiving and what I’m grateful for. In the four posts before the holiday, I’m exploring the little things that make life as fun as it can be. I’m all about that, along with tiny moments, connection, silliness, fun, and joy. Click here to read Part Un (One).

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Random Thoughts Thursday: Reindeer Games

They’re Random! They’re Thoughts! It’s Thursday!

  • Today was officially The First Day It Was Too Cold to Get Out of Bed on the First Try. 
  • Being rainy doesn’t help ~ is there a gene that makes you want to keep sleeping when it’s gray and gloomy out?
  • No matter the weather, it’s bright and glow-y in Washington, D.C., today ~ it’s the official release day of the cutest stamp in history:

rudie

  • My favorite character of my favorite Christmas story on one of my favorite things ~ a stamp ~ to go on another of my favorite things ~ snail mail!
  • I’m shouting out with glee!
  • There are also stamps with Santa, Bumble (he’s just misunderstood, really), and Hermey with Rudolph (misfit friends). Awwww.
  • I have many things Rudolph, including a Christmas village, with Santa’s Workshop, Mr. & Mrs. Claus’ house, and Reindeer Flight Camp (complete with a red and green lighted runway).
  • Yes, I know what month it is.
  • Yes, I know there is a holiday before Rudolph’s.
  • Turkeys are ugly and, in my opinion, not tasty.
  • Rudolph is adorable (and I would never eat deer meat).
  • Thanksgiving just needs some catchy tunes and a cuter mascot.
  • And no, I’m not a bargain shopper waiting for Black Friday deals.
  • I just like red and green, carols, snow, cheer, and all that good stuff a lot more than stuffing and pie (though I like those, too).
  • If you are in my vicinity, you may hear me singing holiday tunes already.
  • What can I say… LET THE REINDEER GAMES BEGIN!
Posted in Reflective

Tara’s Take on Thanksgiving: Part Un of Quatre*

*Pardon my French, literally. Correctly, it should read La première partie de quatre. That was too long for a headline, though. That FrAmerican in the title says “part one of four.” Close enough.

As I said I would in the latest issue of Tara’s Take, starting today, and continuing each Tuesday until we stuff ourselves silly as a nation, I will write about Thanksgiving and what I’m grateful for. In the four posts before the holiday, I’ll explore the little things that make life as fun as it can be. I’m all about that, along with tiny moments, connection, silliness, fun, and joy.

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In this first installment, I shall focus on entertainment and other fun things for which I’m grateful, some of the silly/little things that make life fun.

I’m not usually a network TV watcher, but How to Get Away with Murder caught my eye one night because the woman who played Paris Geller on Gilmore Girls is in it. This isn’t Stars Hollow, though. And I am hooked. I watched the first few eps on demand to catch up. Now, every Thursday, I sit in my jammies and wait to see how many times I say, “WHAT?” or “No Way!” as I watch. It’s junk food for my brain that actually makes me think a little. Plus, I love a good mystery. I’m grateful there are only 2 eps until we find out whodunit, though.

Other fun and entertaining things I’m grateful for:

  • Twix. Chocolate + cookie + caramel = heaven.
  • Pinterest, which I never thought I’d say. Lots o’ fun crafty things and tasty recipes. I haven’t been sucked into the pinning vortex never to return, as some have, so it’s all good.
  • WordPress. I love playing with my sites and tweaking bits here and there. I’m still discovering new and fun things it can do… like my Pictures page! I love discovering! and learning!
  • Hello Kitty. She turns 40 this year! Doesn’t look a day over 39. She’s a fun lil’ reminder of that childlike creative part of me (that Writer Me needs to rely on). And adorbs!
  • HBO for bringing me True Detective and for enabling me to watch Argo a million times. Time is a flat circle in that regard — how can I keep watching a movie I’ve seen so many times and still feel tension towards the ending I know is coming?
  • Jimmy Fallon. No explanation needed.
  • Tuna the Dog. Again, no explanation needed.
  • The USA Today online crossword puzzle.
  • Music/Muzak at the supermarket (I sing along).
  • The fact that Law And Order is on, like, 8 times a day on at least one channel in the lineup. Lenny Briscoe forever!
  • Acrylic paint, which I discovered this year (doing a project I found on Pinterest). Makes me want to paint more!
  • Songs o’ the 70s that are the greatest pick-me-up ever: YMCA, I Will Survive, My Sharona.
  • Theater. Any and all kinds. There’s nothing like live theater.
  • @midnight. I laugh in spite at myself at that stupid show, often.
  • The USPS, especially for the soon-to-be-released Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer stamps.
  • Rudolph, my all-time favorite Christmas story. And adorbs! The TV version of that is 50 this year! Doesn’t look a day over 49 (it’s my running joke… just go with it).
  • Postcrossing, which has brought me cards from around the globe that probably crossed paths with the ones I sent… hence the name, right? Postcrossing!
  • And Twitter, where I’ve enjoyed some great conversations, in short bursts, with people all around the world — including in Spanish! — and met some people who’ve actually become friends. Twitter, to me, puts the social in Social Media.

Just a few entertaining things to get my rebooted annual Tara’s Take on Thanksgiving off to a fun start. What will I be grateful for next Tuesday and the following Tuesday and the Tuesday after that? The themes will change from week to week, but there will always be smiles. That’s the main goal here at Daisy Smiley Face. After all, it’s my happy place.

So visit next Tuesday to find out! Same Tara Time! Same Tara Channel!

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I’d love to hear some of the entertaining things you’re grateful for and also your comments on this list. Anything ring true with you, too?