There's a meme for that

Some days you're the statue

And other days you're the bird.

I wonder what's going through this guy's mind?

"Come here you little S**t!! Crap on me one more time..!"

Deep winter where the only green is made of salad

Oh when ya wake up in the morning

And look outside your door

But all you see is snow grey snow

It makes ya yearn for more

All you can do is think good things

And color them galore

Tequila shots and absinthe drops

Until you hit the floor...

OR!

Join in the fun belooooow:

Just kidding.

It's a weekend for resting, not partying. I need to get rid of the germ warfare raging through my body, got attacked out of nowhere two days ago: wham! Had been lucky so far, I'm the only one I know who hadn't gotten a nasty cold yet.

I will beat this, you know.

Ginger and honey tea. Home-made chicken broth. Sleep. 

Echinacea vials 3x/day. Rest. Cough drops to soothe the throat. 

Mild exercise, mostly stretching, to boost the immune system.

Vitamin D. Vitamin C. All other vitamins are good too.

All in moderation, right?

Have a great weekend my friends :)

Reflections

Who are we, really?

Do we become the people others think we are, by our daily words and actions?

Or are we all just actors playing roles, 

depending on who we are with at the moment?

Who do you see when you look in the mirror?

Who do you want to be?

Life is confusing enough as it is.

I wish we could all just... Be.

That's it. 

Be.

And be accepted, with no judgments.

That would be nice.

Weekends are for...

Sleeping. 

Glorious sleeping and just lazing around in bed, dozing.

And dreaming of bedroom redecorating: 

Also good for catching up on social media, cooking and cleaning and preparing lunches for the week, tidying up and running errands and more sleeping and working on that puzzle that's been taking up most of the kitchen table the past few weeks.

OK add in a few shots of salted caramel vodka, please.

One must not be too pious.

Weekends are also for admiring art:

And weekends are for watching movies (Christian Bale's "The Machinist" merits another watching, if you like movies that mess with your head). Recommendations accepted, btw. I'm always looking for great movies, they're hard to find.

How is it already Sunday evening already?!

Big-ass changes

They say when a woman cuts her hair, she's about to make a big change in her life. 

Well, what about doing that after a string of big changes happened in her life? 

That's fair, right?

So I went blonde :)

And I really like it.

Now let's see if blondes have more fun.

I really hope 2017 isn't brutal, please. A break from stress, anxiety, drama and heartache would be nice for a change, I think I've had my quota for a while. They say everyone you meet in life is there to teach you a lesson about something: love, work, ethics, yourself, humanity, philosophy, politics, music, how to properly cut vegetables, the universe. 

What you do with these people is up to you, right?

Some are temporary, like leaves on a tree: they only last for a season. Some even less, they're the buds or the dust that passes through during a storm. Some people are branches, but not all of them are sturdy - some you will break, some will break your arms if you try to hang on to them for too long: snap! On the ground you go!

What you need most a roots, people who will always be there for you no matter what.

Those who will ground you and keep you from blowing away during tornadoes.

Try to avoid the tornadoes, those people will mess up your head but good.

Time will light the way, right?

Time.

Lazarus

I've been told I should resuscitate this old thing - kinda had forgotten about it, really. Found it by accident on Google the other day while looking for something else: the joke's on me...

Some things just refuse to die.

So much has happened since that last post - my life just suddenly exploded out of nowhere , I feel like a gored pinata that got thrown in the dryer and left to spin on high for way too long. 

But hey! I'm alive and a big fan of change and adventures so let's get this thing going again and see where it takes us.

From farm to city, 

from dog-mom to non-mom, 

from wife to single girl, 

from rubber boots to high heels, 

from stability to utter chaos: 

It has all happened since August 2015 and shit continues to happen on a daily basis, only the shoveling went from literal to figurative. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, blah blah blah, I still can't lift a dumbbell to save my life so screw you cheap quotes. 

I'm a tired fighter, but fight I will continue to do as there's just no other option is there.

A long time ago, this was one of my favorite toys (I'm the short person):

I'm no diesel engine, believe me. 

But I believe that I can.

And so I shall.