How's Teaching You Everyday?
4 Things I learned yesterday:
There was more.
Bummer, Eh?
Happy Monday everyone. Hope your weekend was good. There is much worry and trouble in the world.
Let us do today what we can to make ourselves and those around us happy.
In 56 days, on October 17, these five different, daily blogs I write will reach a grand total 3,000 posts.
This five-a-day blogging began all because our son questioned why his 2nd grade teacher wanted him to read out loud 20 minutes each night.
And the five topics (blogs) were created so a Father could have a simple way to teach his son about life.
Reserved Parking?
Our Sunday regular Guest Blogger, Lorie Sheffer, returns to entertain and enlighten us:
I thought that after some time had passed I would learn to ignore it, but it’s been several years now and it still irks me whenever I see it. It is especially annoying when the parking lot is full and I am having an especially rough day. There it sits, mocking me. It is the dreaded Stork Parking sign at my local Food Lion. “Stork Parking” in bold letters, with a character of a bird that belongs on a Vlasic pickle jar. The smaller print beneath the bird gives details for those who may question it; “For new and expectant mothers”.
I have a vague recollection of being pregnant. It wasn’t that bad. People threw parties for me and gave me gifts. I got to buy new clothes. When you are pregnant, you can take a nap when you want or prop up your swollen feet and nobody questions it. You’re “doing it for the baby.” Now I am 51 years old and nobody cares. Google the “35 symptoms of menopause” and see how much fun that sounds like. I’ve paid my dues and I want a special parking space, preferably in a shady area away from noonday sun. It would really be nice to have shuttle service to and from the entrance of the store. While they’re at it, how about a parking space reserved for Mothers of Teenagers? Now there’s a group of women who deserve some special treatment. Maybe menopausal women can get a sign with a vulture on it, for days when we feel especially discarded.
This morning I had to make a run to Food Lion. I forgot to get Gary’s orange juice when I got groceries yesterday. (see menopausal symptom #13, Disturbing memory lapses) The parking lot was nearly empty. The Stork Parking sign was taunting me. I glanced at my reflection in the rear view mirror. I looked like a character from a Tim Burton movie. I was up all night having hot flashes. I pulled into the coveted parking spot. What were they going to do, come out and make me pee on a stick? Tell me to my face that I am too old to reproduce? While I was in getting Gary’s juice, I thought I may as well get myself some Estroven, Nair Facial Hair Remover, Clinical Strength Secret Antiperspirant and a jumbo sized box of Twin Pops. I forced myself to walk past a gorgeous display of the most beautiful glazed doughnuts I had ever laid eyes on. It’s been SO LONG since I’ve had a doughnut! I also saw a shelf of Extra Large Muffin Tops. “No thanks, I’ve already got one of those.”
As I stood in the check out line, I glanced at the magazines. There on the cover of one of them was Jim Bob and Michelle Dugger, holding what I think is their twentieth child. They say they are ready to have another one. Wow. The things some women will do for a good parking spot!
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We see it everyday. Despair. Gloom. Frustration.
Midlife should be the time of our life, but it’s not.
The 1 midlife changing secret?
Give yourself a deadline. Literally.
This is probably going right over your head. Being a very busy person is great medicine for avoiding the pain of an unfulfilled life.
I’m giving myself until June 8, 2019.
(scroll down for yesterday’s post or visit my next blog, Lane 8 )
What makes a good blog? Many things.
Here are 9 blogging tips from Mid Life Celebration:
Nine of the purposeful things Mid Life Celebration does to make a good blog.
(scroll down for yesterday’s Guest Blogger post, or click for Lane 8 )
HQ: Life's Day To Day Administration
Thursday was our Son’s 10th birthday.
Normally, Cheryl organizes all the presents.
Being on vacation this week with the new puppy, I had time to put some thought into his gift bag, and he received a balanced set of presents.
Call it crazy, or brilliant, or weird, it doesn’t matter.
You know what matters?
No seriously, do you know what matters?
Because in the end, it comes down to what we do before we die.
(Body Blog)
Always Be Prepared For "Bad" News
Was being helped the other day by someone who knows what I do (The Blog Whisperer) and she told me she finally gets it.
She shared that her Dad (71) was just diagnosed with cancer.
No warning signs.
Obviously, everyone hopes his cancer can be beaten, but this early in the game, no one can say for sure.
Suddenly, Living, before you die, takes on a whole new, and precious meaning.
Live, before you die. Now do you get it?
(Lane 8 blog)
Why Do You Take All These Photos?
How many times each day do you ask this question, “Why”?
It’s one of the most important questions ever created.
What’s fascinating is what follows the question – the answer.
Do you have good answers to the best questions created?
(next blog)
Looking Forward To Monday!!
Mondays have such a bad rap.
Why is that?
I can’t wait to get to work on Mondays.
Can you picture Nelson Mandela in prison for 27 years, wishing for a day when he COULD go to work?
Yeah, many of you hate your jobs.
Dwell on that and how do you think your day will go?
Find a different angle. Work hard at it if you have to.
Of course it won’t be easy, but at least you’re not in prision.
Right?
(next blog of 5 separate, daily blogs)
Tomorrow's A Big Day
Two quick items:
1. Over at jungle jeff the past few days, our Marketing Director has posted some intriguing results from this past quarter. It’s worth a look, mostly because the numbers sound inflated.
2. Guest Blogger Lorie Sheffer has written another insightful post for your mental and psychological stimulation. It’ll post tomorrow morning.
Thank you for being part of this Mid Life Celebration tribe.
Oh, and one more thing. We’re getting a puppy tomorrow. :)
(visit Body blog)
51 Does Not Feel Old
Mid Life – like birth, childhood, adolescence, leaving home, getting married, having kids, empty nest, retirement, death – midlife fits in there as one of life’s major milestone categories.
For the sake of argument, of course, not everyone gets married or has kids, but it is the most common way to continue our species.
In life’s stages, when and where did you start to feel old?
For me, it was four major things:
Next blog
Never Ate Asparagus As A Child
Are we predestined, and without a choice, to be the person we grow up to be, or do we have the power to transform to something different?
If you grew up not liking vegetables, can you become a healthy vegetable eater?
If you were the shyest kid in your class, could you become a world-class professional keynote speaker?
Next blog
Some Things Make Perfect Sense
We can all agree that there are some things that just make sense – there is no denying their truth and predictability.
We all have:
Reading five blogs each day is challenging. I get that.
Living a great life is challenging too.
But neither one is impossible.
Feed your midlife temptation to transform to a more balanced life.
(next blog)
Light's Out Everybody
Has your life been hectic in the last couple weeks? It’s challenging, isn’t it?
And I don’t want to go one more day…
…without asking, “Did I give it my all, or was I simply going through the motions”.
The 2nd anniversary of Randy Pausch’s death is tomorrow. Lorie Sheffer’s Guest Blogger post is a fitting tribute to all of us – remember what’s most important, before our lights go out.
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Many Judge People, By Their Clothes
Exercise is often thought of in the physical sense.
But let’s do a 1-minute personal branding exercise right now.
How many reputations do you have? (answer = 1 with each person you know)
You’ve asked people this before, right, “What do you do?”
And they’ve asked you the same.
How do you like your answer?
And, listening to others answer it, how many answers do you recall?
But what if you did? What would it take?
Even better, of all your answers, how many can recall yours?
But what if they did?
Now I think we’re getting somewhere.
The answers come to those that pursue them.
What do you do? (the answers tomorrow)
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