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sagittarian is watching the Runway!!!!!!!

today i am thankful....  — 1 day ago

I look around and am thinking about what I am happy or grateful for RIGHT NOW at this moment:

The subtle beauty and harmony of the colors of my apartment, that come from the light through the window, the orange-red lampshade shining on a stack of books on the end-table, my couch and carpet and surroundings that give me joy and peace.

Friends – to have dinner with tonight, to call on the phone, that called me, that I have plans to hang out with in the next few days, for a music festival, a movie, a minor league baseball game (go Pawsox!).

My parents – I am so grateful to have the relationship I do with my family, their bickering, their joys and annoyances, sorrows, that are so predictable and comforting in their every-day-ness. Anytime I want I can call and be a part of it.

shelagh_c is looking forward to the weekend and book delivery

actually, i am  — 1 week ago

but what needs to be mended is my ability to express my gratitude for anybody i’m grateful to

sagittarian is watching the Runway!!!!!!!

for bay breezes....  — 2 weeks ago

Took a walk with the neighbors last night, down the park that is by the water. There were strong breezes off the water, and it was so cool and relaxing (and no bugs!). Reminded me of my vacation and how wonderful it was :)!

sagittarian is watching the Runway!!!!!!!

can gratitude counteract worry?  — 2 weeks ago

I’m in worry mode – DANGER, DANGER!

But I am grateful that I have been working on my worry/anxiety and I am better able to recognize (and hopefully cope). It’s a temporary state, which will pass though it’s tough right now.

Breathing into my heart the joy and relaxation from the past few weeks. I wanted to stay in those mental spaces – vacation time with S, totally relaxed and as it should be, then a long weekend with my parents, also relaxed and happy to be with them and help out a little (after mom’s surgery).

Grateful to be feeling WELL again! Everything is much easier – moving, dressing, showering, getting ready in the morning, etc. it’s probably the result of my few days of relaxation!!!!!!!

Wildcranberries is a lumberjill and is OK (pace Monty Python)

My most ambitious  — 3 weeks ago

most bold, most scary friend is back in Bohemia and yesterday I talked with her for almost two hours on the phone. She’s generally the bad cop to my good cop, but yesterday, as I filled her in on what has been going on since we last met in April, she was all good cop. I have been pretty heartbroken this month, and I’ve never witnessed her be more gentle or understanding or supportive. She assured me I’ll live. I’m very grateful for her friendship.

prttynpoplr is catching up on 43 Things!

Geesh  — 4 weeks ago

Why haven’t I been on here in so long? What’s wrong with me? I love 43 Things so much…sooooo I am grateful that

Start Time: 10:09

1. I had the courage to tell my fella how I really felt even though the outcome may not work in my favor.
2. I went to the dentist last week and my teeth are great…a relief considering I eat a boat load of sugar in the form of Skittles, saltwater taffy, and jawbreakers every day.
3. My debt is getting lower…not LOW low but lower.
4. My credit score is rising…not HIGH high but higher.
5. I found the DVF patio dress I’ve been wanting in my size. Fabulous.

End Time: 10:15 am

himyheartisbroken is searching for a new purpose

wow.  — 1 month ago

Life will be so much better when you know how lucky you are.

hundredwaters has a new love of fiddle music

amidst it all!  — 1 month ago

I still have tickets to see Erykah Badu! at the Greek! tomorrow night!!!!! No break up or break down will keep me from having a total blast!!!! And going with my sweet/rebound girl friend, who is now safely just a friend, but still wonderful and supportive even in that more limited role!

Wildcranberries is a lumberjill and is OK (pace Monty Python)

Someone  — 1 month ago

I’ve never met in ‘real life’ and who lives an ocean away did something wonderful, insightful and generous for me last week. I’m filled with gratitude for that and for having people like her in my life. Thanks, Ti.

Wildcranberries is a lumberjill and is OK (pace Monty Python)

The Miracle on Cranberry Street  — 1 month ago

Something miraculous happened during the weekend. I and Mr. Cranberries haven’t been doing very well lately; in fact, I have recently set myself a deadline of trying to give a 100% to bettering the marriage for a year, and if that didn’t work out, start the divorce proceedings.

We had dinner guests Saturday evening, and preparing for that visit turned out to be quite stressful as the apartment hadn’t really been cleaned by Mr. Cranberries during the ten months I’ve been mostly living in Jockstraptown. Biting words were exchanged, and when I noticed that someone had obviously slept in our guest room but Mr. C had mentioned nothing about that, I remember thinking with some relief that this is it, then – excellent: if Mr. C has had an affair, it will mean that ending the marriage will probably go without tears and that it won’t be just my fault. (Not an affair, as it turned out – his bohemian oldest friend had forgotten her keys home and had called the grumpy Mr. C at 3.30 am to beg for a place to sleep.)

Anyway, at one point I had tears in my eyes while mopping the floor because of the sheer hopelessness of it all, and was questioning the point of trying another 11 months. But then the miracle happened. The guests became seriously drunk for some reason, had an (to us) amusing quarrel with each other about which of them was least supportive of the other, and eventually left. And then my husband started talking. He had read the book on communication I had asked him to read several weeks ago but had given up hope on that he’d ever read, and he had thought about the monologues I’ve held these last few months about marriage and life though he’d never said anything at the time (so I had concluded he just wasn’t that interested). We talked like we haven’t talked in seven years, since after the very beginning of our relationship. We talked until 4.30 am about the difficult stuff, and about our different communication styles, and about whether there was a way towards shared ‘shining’ for the two of us. We talked about something very difficult that happened during our wedding that has been a problem for us both. It turned out he actually had a file of things I’ve done wrong on his little Palm PDA like I’ve always suspected (talk about passive-aggressiveness). And we talked about how his complaining and negativity is connected in complicated ways to him actually having a very good sense of basic security though not so good self-esteem. And we talked about how I manage to make him feel nothing he ever does is good enough. We have different styles and rhythms of being in the world. But he assured me that ultimately, in the end, he always does what’s needed and what’s the right thing, though in my perspective he may be a day or a week or a year late.

Our problems have certainly not dissolved overnight. That’s not the miracle. The miracle is having suddenly been transformed into two people who really communicated; who could talk without accusations and anger about very difficult things. If we get a divorce, I know now we’ll make a good decision together about that. But now there is a chance that we don’t necessarily have to. We were both trapped in a paradigm that wasn’t good, and now the chains have been lifted and we are free to choose again – to choose each other or not, but still out of bondage in some fundamental way.

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