All those years ago until now this song still rocks, this gal Joan Jett still rips it~ Was reminded of this recently when I heard my younger daughter singing this song. There’s renewed hope for humanity. : - ) “I saw him dancing there by the record machineI knew he must have been about seventeenThe …
Continue reading Lyrics Post: “I Love Rock ‘N’ Roll”(originally by Arrows), Joan Jett
After an Adventure Day, maybe a Slow Day is a good idea. Nothing too fast, more pragmatic, low to the ground. Each step taken without angst, expectation, trod on, one by one. A little laundry, not finished, A vacuum on the floor for a couple rooms, Really hot, sprinkler runs on the front lawn, shorts …
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Good lesson yesterday about adjusting, backing off, letting be, trusting. Letting go of the immediate, the angst. She taught me that yesterday. A lesson I hope will help us both in the future, especially as she transitions through adolescence to adulthood. I’ll be ready to listen; I’ll be ready to hold her, support her. And …
I remember when I was a kid, sometimes we used the word "wicked" to mean "cool", etc. I'd like to think I'm a "wicked dad" in that context....but just now, feeling pretty far from it. Weird day, best intentions sideways, some practical tasks completed, but big picture, I'm feeling wicked in the old-fashioned sense of …
Funny thing thinking about, writing about anxiety. I see different angles at different times. No surprise, really. That's how anxiety works; that's how our life experience works. Anxiety is part of it. Sure it can be overwhelming, crippling, devastating, even deadly...but then again, it's just part of life too. I don't experience it in a …
It ebbs and flows, anxiety. It’s a fluid, dynamic thing. Sometimes it washes over; other times it laps laps laps gently on the shore. It can turn violent in an instant, that’s my experience. Anxiety is a shape shifter; it comes in the darkness, finding its way to your demise. How can it optimize it’s …
Anxiety is a constant reminder. At 3:00am it pops up. Thoughts churn. What is simmering on my mental back-burner? Those things are in the slow-cooker of my anxiety. It’s a revolving menu. Let them cook.
Sometimes maybe short and sweet is preferred. A simple thought, something comes to mind, share out, voila, done. Using this blog platform for that sort of daring little write, it feels just right. A little twist, nugget, feel it, rub it, smooth, fun, good, GOOD.
It’s the way forward sometimes, accept it, that’s it, that’s the post, Bump along.
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